ABO?-Logince/Moxiety

Chapter 9: The Explanation Chapter

    Virgil flew off the couch, startled awake by a sudden noise in the kitchen. He turned and saw a shirtless (at least, he hoped he was only shirtless) Roman in the kitchen, filling a pitcher with ice water. Roman looked fairly disheveled, though not as bad as Virgil would have expected given the absolute racket that had been coming from their room the last two weeks. The smell of Logan's heat lingered on him, and Virgil could smell it even from the living room. He flinched and backed away, but bumped into the table as he did so.
Roman looked at him and grimaced slightly, then grabbed a plate full of various snack foods. He probably had left his rut by now, but he didn't look completely there still. Virgil opened his mouth to say something, anything really, but Roman put his hand up.
"I'm sorry." He mumbled, voice hoarse. "I'll explain later, okay? He still needs me."
    Virgil looked at Patton, who was still sleeping peacefully on the couch. He sighed. "Fine." He muttered. "Pat should be awake when we talk anyway."
    Roman didn't respond, he simply took the water and the food back to the room. Virgil sat back on the couch and pulled out his phone, simply hoping that somehow tumblr would help him forget his troubles.
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    A few hours later Roman left his room again, this time fully clothed. However, he was carrying a Logan who clearly wasn't, though luckily he was wearing Roman's shirt, which went low enough on him that most of everything was covered. Virgil and Patton looked at them as Roman plopped down on a chair across from them. Logan appeared to be sleeping, probably worn out from his heat, but Roman looked like he had already fully recovered. Logan nuzzled his face into Roman's neck, breathing in slightly. Roman smiled softly and held Logan closer, then evened out his expression when he looked back at Patton and Virgil.
    Virgil narrowed his eyes at them, glancing between Roman, Logan, and Patton. While he knew Patton had probably already made up his mind, that didn't mean Virgil had to be happy about it, or avoid putting up a fight. After all, Logan was a murderous junkie who'd come to rob them of all their belongings and was wanted in all fifty states as well as some parts of eastern Europe for crimes against humanity, probably. And Roman was with him which made him no better! They probably have some sort of Bonnie and Clyde situation going on, and Virgil wouldn't tolerate that being anywhere near Patton.
"I'm sorry." Roman said, breaking the silence. "We shouldn't have lied. In all honesty, I was fully expecting we'd have our own place before his heat hit."
Virgil crossed his arms. "So you thought you'd have your own place in a month or two? With only one of you even earning minimum wage?"
"Virgey, let him talk." Patton said. Virgil huffed and sunk into the couch.
"I get that you're mad." Roman looked down. "But it's so hard to find anyone willing to take in an omega, especially an umated one. I mean, even you two didn't want one, and you're pretty nice to omegas. Imagine us trying to room with some prejudiced person or some shit. We just thought, Logan's close enough to a beta at this point that maybe we could pull it off. His heat really wasn't supposed to come so soon, for medical reasons. He didn't even really smell like an omega to me, and I knew he was one."
"What medical reasons?" Virgil tried to maintain his stoic face, but a bit of interest shone through.   
He shouldn't be as interested in Logan's medication and strange scent as he was, but he really was so paranoid he hadn't been able to stop thinking about it since they'd moved in. Answers were finally within reach, and really that's all he needed. Answers. The truth.
Roman shifted Logan and held him closer. "Have you heard of people changing classes? Like, betas taking medication to seem more like alphas?"
Virgil and Patton nodded.
"Well, Logan's father, Brian Berry, owns a large tech company, I think you'd have heard of it, it's getting really popular now. He owns BerryTech, they make wireless headphones and stuff?"
Virgil frowned. "Bullshit."
"Language Virgey!" Patton scolded.
"It is." Virgil protested. "Are we really supposed to believe Logan's daddy owns BerryTech? And somehow he can't find anywhere to live?"
Roman huffed. "It is true,  you can google it. And anyway, which company he owns isn't important. The important part is that Logan's dad is an alpha male and is a real jerk about it too. He acts like a typical alpha male, and his wife is about as stereotypical an omega as they come. You know, he's the real alpha of the house who wears the pants in the relationship and his wife is there to have babies and clean and stuff."
Patton handed Virgil his phone.
"It is true." He said, frowning. On the screen was a picture of Logan and his parents on stage at some sort of event, Logan looking particularly uncomfortable. Virgil scrolled through the article and saw various images of Logan whenever the article mentioned the father's personal life.
Roman smiled weakly. "I told you it was true."
"So why, why isn't Logan with him then? Why don't you have any place to live?" Virgil tried to think of any way they could have faked the article, but when he went back to the search results all of them had similar findings.
"Because his dad is an asshole, mostly. When his wife did her part and got pregnant with their first kids, none of them made  it. She already was high risk, and the pregnancy only gave her more health complications. But Logan's father couldn't wrap his stupid fat head around the idea that an omega could just, not have babies. So he insisted they try again, and she did get pregnant again. At least this time, one pup did make it, and that was Logan. His mom also made it, but the doctors said she would almost definitely die if they ever had another pregnancy, so Logan's dad had to let the whole big family thing go. Not that it really mattered to him, since he had a son that would take over his company someday."
Virgil huffed. "Is this relevant, or are you just telling us some sob story so we'll let you stay?"
Patton swatted his arm and looked at Roman apologetically.
Roman frowned. "It's relevant, I wouldn't spill out Logan's entire life if it wasn't. Just let me finish."
Virgil nodded. "Fine, but just hurry it up."
Roman held Logan closer. "So imagine his surprise when Logan went through puberty, and they learned that he was an omega. His only child, and he couldn't exactly have more unless he was willing to gamble his wife's life, and even he wasn't enough of a monster to do that. And of course, omegas can't be CEO's of big important companies, can they?"
Roman huffed bitterly. "Not even crazy intelligent ones who know more than anyone else about the company and it's shareholders, seeing as he is your son. But omegas are weak and subject to the will of alpha's, so that completely ruled Logan out. But, after some thinking and slight ostracizing of Logan, his father thought of something, and this caused an evil, evil lightbulb to go off in his evil, evil mind."
Roman snarled slightly, and this caused Logan to tighten his grip on Roman, anxious even in his sleep. "He realized he was an investor in several pharmaceutical companies that deal with hormone medication for betas, and some more... experimental medications for alphas and omegas. Betas don't have that many distinguishing traits, so it's comparatively easy for them to take hormones that would give them the traits of a different class, which works really well for betas with alpha or omega leaning tendencies. But the technology wasn't really ready for alphas and omegas yet, it was in very early stages of testing."
"So Mr. Berry thought it would be good enough to wait until it was in the early stages of testing, you know, take away the very and that makes it safe. Logan didn't really have a choice. And I know right now he seems very beta-y, but he is definitely an omega, and was even more so then. Logan started taking medication to become an alpha, but it didn't sit right with his system at all. No matter what kind he was taking or how long his father would wait to see if something would take, all it did was fuck up Logan's body. He eventually started showing alpha like traits, his scent got more masculine than before and his heats became more irregular, but that was really it. Everything else was just hurting him. But his father wouldn't stop! Even though Logan was sick and in pain and not meant to be anything other than omega, he was convinced that the hormones would be ready soon and work. He never thought it would fail. And now we have to spend thousands of dollars just to undo the damage that fucker got to do for free."
Virgil looked at Patton and frowned. He knew that look. The look Patton had whenever there was a sad scene in a movie or a soaking wet puppy on the street. They'd have to take in that puppy until they could find a home for it, and Virgil was sure it'd take longer to find a home for these two than for a puppy.
"So did Logan run away or something then? And how do you two know each other anyway?"
Roman shrugged. "We met when we were around eighth grade, I think. So I knew him during all of this. Around tenth grade he started missing school a lot, and I worried about him. I learned what was happening, and after one particularly bad day where Logan was meant to be in heat but instead was just cramping so badly he could barely breathe, I begged him to run away with me somewhere else. He wouldn't, because we hadn't graduated yet and didn't even have anywhere to go. But when we graduated I'd been saving up money for about a year, so he left with me. He got a job so he could help pay for his new medication, and it was okay for a while. But his dad was peeved as hell, so wherever we went he'd buy the apartment building and drive the rent up to try and get Logan to go back home. That's also how he's begun making his second fortune in 'luxury apartments' that weren't so luxury when he bought them."
"When this became a pattern, Logan and I decided to move in with a roommate, mainly so that the rent would be under their name and not ours so maybe his dad wouldn't find us, but also because we were really struggling to make ends meet. And that basically brings us to when we moved in with you, I guess." Roman sighed. "He hasn't had a heat, or anything sort of close, in nearly two years, we didn't expect them to come back so soon after getting on his new medication. I guess it's been a few months, but the doctors said it'd be a year at least."
Patton furrowed his brows, and for a second Virgil thought he might be skeptical or anything that meant they wouldn't have to keep an omega around, but then he asked, "So are you and Logan just friends then?"
Roman's somber expression broke, and he laughed softly. "No, god no. He's my mate, absolutely. The doctors just said it would be bad for him if we tried to do anything right now is all. It might throw his hormones out of wack and cause him a lot of pain if I tried to claim him. He is my partner though, a hundred thousand million percent."
Virgil worried his lip. Of course their situation sucked, and his heart really went out to them, but they'd lied to them for months, and Patton and Virgil had specifically asked for no omegas. He didn't want people who felt okay lying for months on end to supposed friends to live with them, or be anywhere near Patton. Patton was too naive to understand why that would be dangerous, Virgil would simply have to convince Patton that he knew best, he concluded. It wasn't as if Patton never listened to him. Maybe if he said they could give them a hundred or so dollars to help them out.
"I'm really sorry we lied to you, but it was the only thing we could think to do. I understand if you want us to leave, but please think about it. We've been good roommates, and Logan hasn't been much trouble, right? We really don't have anywhere else to go, if Logan's heats are back to normal then it's not like we can just try our luck somewhere else. I hate to beg, but please." Roman looked down. "I just want to keep him safe."