It's been two weeks since Light and Ryuzaki got engaged. Light almost had a heart attack when Ryuzaki gave him his ring. He was sure that he's screwed now. But Ryuzaki didn't say anything. He didn't even ask why Light took it off in the first place. Well, Light is not going to take it off now, no matter what. These kind of rituals or traditions can be a big deal for some people. But it looked like it didn't matter to Ryuzaki.

Light was starting to get the impression that he didn't matter to Ryuzaki. Because in the two weeks, he only approached Light when needed. He never came into their room. Not that Light didn't appreciate that. He didn't even sleep there. Though Light wasn't sure Ryuzaki even sleeps. And he was always eating some kind of sweets or dessert. He paid Light no mind. All day he stayed hoarded inside his office. The only time he comes out is when Light asks to go for a walk. Even then he doesn't say anything. Occasionally he would stare at Light but that was about it. He doesn't know if Ryuzaki is just that awkward and anti-social, because he did get that impression or he's just avoiding Light.

Moreover, there was no scent to be found anywhere. It frustrated Light to his core. They would be announced married in a few weeks. And Ryuzaki will have to mark Light and Light wouldn't even know his husband's scent. Light wanted to laugh. What sort of pathetic omega didn't know their alpha's scent? And it will get worse after they actually get married and mated. The thing is, Light didn't even know if Ryuzaki was doing this deliberately or not.

The next morning that Light woke up he expected nothing. The same boring thing again today. He sat up in his bed and took a deep breath. And sighed. It smelled like strawberries. Why does it smell like strawberries? 'Did Ryuzaki put strawberries in the room?' He looked around still sleepy but saw nothing. No strawberries to be seen anywhere. But more importantly, since when do strawberries smell this good? The smell was very faint. But it was there. Maybe their maid was baking something with strawberries? It definitely smelled like baking. He took another deep breath and smiled at the thought of tasty breakfast. He got out of the bed and only then he noticed that the smell seemed to be coming from the bathroom. Which is weird. 'Did Ryuzaki put strawberries in the bathroom? Why would he do that?' Ryuzaki is a weirdo, so you can't really rule anything out. Light entered the bathroom and looked around. It was huge; it was equal to Light's old room. But he didn't see any strawberries. But the fragrance was definitely coming from in here. He felt agitated. He really wanted to find these high-quality, incredible smelling strawberries and shove his face in them. Who knew strawberries could smell this good? It wasn't common that something appealed to Light's omega nose. He looked around some more. There was Ryuzaki's t-shirt in the laundry bag, which was normal. Every few days he saw Ryuzaki's clothes in there.

'Did he accidentally dump strawberries there with his clothes?' It wasn't a stretch. Ryuzaki was always eating something sweet. If he found strawberries in there, he would be curious to know how Ryuzaki actually managed to do it. But when he looked, he found nothing but a white t-shirt.

The scent registered slow. It was coming off of the t-shirt that Light was now holding. The scent was stronger now. Light had the urge to bury his face in the t-shirt. He opened his eyes, but he didn't know when he had closed them. He didn't even know that he had already acted on his urge. His nose was buried in the scent of strawberries. This close now he could actually smell the alpha pheromones. He took deep breaths. Trying to calm his heart climbing up his throat. He felt disoriented. It's like he was suddenly drunk in an instant and he just became nonplussed. His knuckles turned white holding the t-shirt with such force. He realized what he was doing after a minute. Ryuzaki won't know about this right? 'Surely he doesn't have cameras in the bathroom?' It was illegal to put hidden cameras on any omega's private space. Well, it's too late now. Light had already done what he has done.

He tried to put the t-shirt down, he really did. If Ryuzaki came in right now, Light would have no answers. It might not look like Light is restraining himself but he is. He wanted to rub the scent on his neck, on his wrists and all over himself and his bed. Thanks to a rational part of his brain, he held that urge in. He had to focus on not doing that. He knew if he stopped caring, that's what he will be doing. But he can't have that. He won't be able to face Ryuzaki if one morning he suddenly appeared with his scent all over him. Not to mention, how creepy it would be.

The only way he could think straight was if he stopped breathing. But he didn't really want to. It smelled heavenly. He never wanted it to stop. He took another deep breath, stopped his breathing and immediately threw the t-shirt in the washing machine and turned it on. Now without the scent in his face, he could finally think clearly. He wasted no time quickly brushing his teeth and taking a shower, focusing on other scents like his coconut shampoo and peppermint toothpaste. He got out of the bathroom in record time. He could still smell faint strawberries everywhere.

This is not what he imagined it would be like. He had thought he would probably find the scent mildly nice maybe during heats, mostly infuriating and most of all disgusting because of the alpha pheromones. He didn't expect strawberries. What alpha smells like strawberries? And so good too. Light couldn't get over the fact that it smelled so pleasant. He didn't have any words in his head except 'so good, so good' on repeat. Is that why he hid his scent because he smelled like strawberries? It sure didn't sound intimidating on paper. Or was it just to save everyone from getting intoxicated? Whatever the reason, Light agrees because he doesn't want to smell it again. He doesn't want to do anything with something that makes him lose control in anyway. Is it even possible for someone to smell this desirable? Light certainly has never come across such an addicting scent.

He hoped when he went downstairs, he wouldn't smell more strawberries. He hoped Ryuzaki returned to his old ways and had taken a scent blocker pill. But of course not, he saw Ryuzaki in the kitchen making a sandwich, dripping with the scent of strawberries, Light scrunched his nose. The scent was only mild. But that was enough. Sometimes even mild can be too much. He wanted to go up to Ryuzaki and put his face in the scent glands on his neck. 'There's no way I can deal with this and still have my integrity intact in the end.' He thought.

Light walked slowly towards the kitchen. He made a mental note in his head to not do or say anything stupid or impulsive. Ryuzaki had his back turned to him. The closer Light was getting, the scent of strawberries was getting exponentially stronger. And it was worse, much worse. This scent was directly coming from the source. Not from a secondary source like the t-shirt. Light could smell other details that he didn't before. He decided to stop a safe distance away, not too close but not too far. Not suspicious. Unknown to him he had started taking subtle deep breathes, analysing the details. He noticed that the scent was complex, like it had layers. Or notes. He hadn't thought a scent could have this much detail. It was fruity, predominantly strawberries but it was a weird sort of fruitiness. There were hints of citrus and vanilla. Honeysuckle and freesia. They were so complimentary. Never overpowering. Like Ryuzaki had tamed them. He wanted to laugh. How could someone tame a scent? That was the weirdest thing he ever thought.

But it made sense. It was almost alcoholic. Light doesn't drink but he has tasted sake on many occasions. It was like someone had extracted oils from the flowers, juice from the fruits and was mixing it with some form of alcohol, unknown to him with an unknown process. And made strawberry wine? Light wanted to drink it. It was like the forbidden fruit, the pandora's box. He doesn't want to admit but it really made him want to give in. It was like a very faint nudge to submit. Like he really should by now, like a good omega.

"Light?" Ryuzaki's voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "You spaced out." He was now facing Light.

"Oh. Yeah." Light had no better response. He got lost in the scent a little too much for his liking. He asked himself if it was a good thing that Ryuzaki's voice pulled him out of it or not. Because Light can swear Ryuzaki's voice had changed. It travelled on the veil of his scent and suddenly, it was much sweeter and guttural. Gruff and gravelly. Like water hitting the stones on a shore somewhere. And Light felt it reverberate right in the middle of his chest.

He was now drunk and vibrating. He had the urge to laugh again. 'Drunk and vibrating?' His brain really has stopped functioning. A small smile formed on his lips. And Ryuzaki looked evidently confused.

"You seem happy." Ryuzaki stated.

Light wanted to say something but was at a loss for words. His smile changed into a more serious expression as he looked at Ryuzaki. Charcoal eyes. Smokey. They looked like onyxes. Perfect spheres. It was a little maddening. Everything was distracting. And Light was now furious.

"Light?" Ryuzaki said again.

"Breakfast?" Light asked focusing on the sandwich in front of Ryuzaki.

"Yeah, I thought I would try something."

"Hmm."

Light tried to act normal but he knew Ryuzaki had already caught up that something was different, if the looks he was giving him were anything to go by. They ate their breakfast in silence. Light didn't dare look at Ryuzaki again but he could feel black spheres on him every now and then.

When they finished Light thought, he would finally have some space to breathe. But Ryuzaki unlike everyday did not go to his office but took his laptop and sat with Light in the living room. Light felt himself scowl. He wanted to get some studying done without getting distracted.

When Light was studying or at least trying to, he saw Ryuzaki looking ever so intently at what he was doing. Light wanted to snap at him. The aroma of strawberries was distracting enough. At least now Light was slightly used to it, now that the original shock was gone. But he wouldn't say he was invulnerable. Slight coaxing of scent on Ryuzaki's part and he would be helpless. Light didn't want to believe that. He wanted to prove to himself that that's not the case but he didn't want to test and see if it's true either. So, he just stayed on neutral territory.

It didn't matter what Light wanted though. His patience was tested again and again. The scent never left his mind or his lungs. But he somehow managed to go through the entire day with Ryuzaki in tow.

It was only at night after dinner that Light started getting a little too caught up by Ryuzaki's scent. It's the first time that Ryuzaki has actually come to their room at night for sleeping. Light tried not to show any shock when Ryuzaki casually walked into the room like he owned the space. Which he did. But it was also Light's space now. Light sat on the bed reading a book when Ryuzaki just got inside the covers on one side of the bed, facing away from Light. Light was so dumbfounded; he couldn't even think of commenting anything. He just watched the whole ordeal with his mouth open. He wondered where this new behaviour from Ryuzaki was coming from.

Light finally decided to give his mind some rest and just go to sleep. He closed his book, put it aside and turned off the table lamp. Weirdly, in the sudden darkness he could feel Ryuzaki's presence more. He wondered if he fell asleep already. This was the first time Light had seen him sleep. Light sighed and put as much distance between him and Ryuzaki as physically possible. But Ryuzaki's scent seemed to be onto him again. It felt much more potent now. Light wondered if he was just imagining it. Or if it was some kind of placebo effect because his mind thought Ryuzaki was much closer than he actually was.

The scent was making him heavy-headed which was helping him fall asleep. But his stupor was suddenly interrupted when his heartrate started gaining speed because the scent of strawberries was getting more and more potent. Light's eyes flew open. He exhaled loudly. Ryuzaki's scent was hovering over him. He made a sudden jerky movement thinking Ryuzaki was actually hovering above him. But he wasn't. Light looked and saw Ryuzaki on the far end of the bed, seemingly asleep. He suddenly felt stupid. He blamed his erratic heartrate and motions on his omegan instincts because of an alpha invading his space. It didn't feel that way. But Light was determined on making it so. His urges were getting stronger. Sweat was breaking out on his temple. Now that there was nothing to distract himself with, Light felt his sole focus on the heavy intoxicating scent. It was making him bubbly.

And he can swear he kept feeling a faint nudging whisper to submit. He didn't act on it. It was too weak to force Light but still persistent. Light wasn't even sure if he heard something. It was a nudge in his body.

He was trying so hard to not move in his urge to go closer, to smell from closer that he kept twisting and turning. Ryuzaki didn't move an inch. Like a dead body. Even Light can't answer why he keeps thinking of Ryuzaki like a ghost, like an immovable object, ever present and ever eternal.

Keeping his thoughts at bay was proving to be more difficult by the second. He imagined biting and nibbling. Burying himself in the deep scent. He wanted to rub himself all over Ryuzaki. He was starting to forget who Ryuzaki was. He wanted to rub his chest on Ryuzaki's t-shirt, sitting on top of him. He wanted to sit on his leg and grind himself.

At this Light just sat up. Enough is enough. He felt like running in the opposite direction of Ryuzaki and never looking back. He was sweating all over now and was feeling embarrassingly horny. Light got out of bed, hoping to gods that he won't wake Ryuzaki up. He went to the room balcony for much needed air. He wasn't suffocating inside; he was taking in too much air.

He stood outside for probably an hour, leaning against the railing. Taking deep cold breaths of the night air. He still couldn't escape Ryuzaki's scent but at least it was better here than the inferno the room had become. He was getting cold. And he wanted to sleep. But he still couldn't bring himself to go inside. He didn't want to feel the onslaught of urges squishing his anger to nothingness. Here he at least felt that anger he always had against Ryuzaki.

A few moments past, he again felt the hovering feeling of Ryuzaki's scent he did inside. He chalked it up to fragments made up by his mind and stood there, eyes closed.

"What are you doing here Light?" Ryuzaki's voice came like a shock into his system, making him twitch. With him also came his heady scent. Once again, an onslaught of strawberries. Death by strawberries. How pitiful and hilarious.

But Light wasn't in the mood for laughing. He looked Ryuzaki in his hollow eyes. And with poison dripping from his tone, he said, "What's it to you?"

Ryuzaki didn't seem even a little bit shocked by this turn of events. He tilted his head and casually said like Light's voice wasn't like venom, "You are my fiancé."

Light's anger neared the surface, his mind foggy with Ryuzaki's scent. He fisted his hands in Ryuzaki's t-shirt and pushed him into the nearest wall, hard. His anger now visible on his face. Ryuzaki didn't even look a little phased.

"What do you think you own me?" Light said in a low and dangerous tone. Now nearer to Ryuzaki than he has been all night. Strawberry scent hitting him with such force. Light realized it was a mistake to push Ryuzaki like that, he just brought himself closer unintentionally. It is also possible he created this excuse to push himself and do what he really wanted to do. He can't really tell. But he's not going back now that he's done it.

"I never said that Light." Ryuzaki replied, voice smooth. Light was angry. He knew Ryuzaki was doing something with his scent. He has never heard of being this affected by scent alone. He unconsciously inched closer to Ryuzaki, body flush against him and hands fisted in his t-shirt. Ryuzaki stood there looking at him carefully, face blank, unaffected.

Light didn't like that. He moved on his own, taking Ryuzaki's lower lip between his teeth, biting hard enough to hurt and then let go. Light also regretted doing that because this little stunt seemed to have more effect on Light than Ryuzaki. His heart was on the verge of exploding. Light couldn't even look at Ryuzaki's reaction because Light had buried his face in Ryuzaki's neck. Ryuzaki's hands finally were onto him, sitting on his back, tightly holding him in place.

Light's not sure what really happened after that. He was too busy inhaling his scent. The next thing he noticed was that he was being put on the bed with Ryuzaki's voice telling him to go to sleep.