Shklance omegaverse.
Keith isn't like most omegas. He won't easily submit to anyone and is very independent. He's been in fights with Alphas before and won. This is why fate has given him two Alphas. Will they be able to tame the tough omega or will...
Keith woke up late as per usual. He rolled out of bed and wandered into his bathroom to take a shower. He may only be 15 but there was no way he was going to stay living with his dad, not that the man deserved that title. He sighed and stepped under the warm water, letting it relax his aching muscles. After he finished washing himself he got out and dried off, messing his hair up a bit and putting in his piercings before brushing his teeth and walking back into his bedroom. He threw on some red boxer briefs, black ripped jeans, a red crop top and his beloved leather jacket. Over the years he had collected many pin badges and every one went on his leather jacket. He sat down on his bed and pulled on some black ankle socks and his black and red doc martins. He then sat down at his desk and pulled his mirror closer so he could put on some eye shadow, eye liner and black lip stick. He drew two lines across his nose as well as a cross on his left cheek with the eye liner before deeming his makeup done. Now was the hard part, deciding on jewellery. He decided to put on a sort of leather choker as well as a few chains, put on some bracelets and rings and topped it off with three chains on his belt loops.
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(This is his choker because idk how to explain it)
He was finally done getting ready for the day so he grabbed his backpack, phone, headphones, keys and wallet and left his small flat. He locked the door and walked into the elevator while putting in his earbuds and turning on his music. He decided to go to the café as it was on his rout anyway so with that in mind he let his feet take him where they wanted to go. As it was still pretty early in the morning, the café was basically empty. As soon as Keith opened the door his head shot up in alarm. He could smell something and he wasn't sure what. He looked around and saw a tall Cuban boy staring straight back at him, standing next to a buff man with white and black hair that Keith recognised as his English teacher. Keith scowled and shook his head. The smell was probably nothing. The other male had also started staring at Keith at this point so the teen just walked over to the counter to order. Just as he was handing over the money he felt 4 arms wrap around his waist.
"Piss off you creeps!" Keith yelled, pushing the people off him and spinning around to face them. He found it was his teacher and the Cuban boy.
"Now now princess, we only want to protect what's ours." The bigger of the two growled.
"I am not yours you pedo." Keith spat, grabbing his things and storming out of the café. He heard 2 sets of feet behind him so picked up his pace. Unfortunately, that wasn't enough and soon enough he had a male walking on either side of him.
"What do you you two want?!" Keith asked exasperatedly.
"Can you not smell it?" The Cuban boy asked confused.
"Smell what?" Keith asked.
"Can you smell a really strong smell coming from us?" His teacher (he still couldn't remember the man's bloody name) asked.
"Yeah but I thought it was just your deodorant or something." Keith told them, beginning to drink his coffee.
"Do you know what that strong scent means?" The Cuban boy asked.
