The Rightful King

Robbie | 020

            Levi was crying, fat tears rolling down his cheeks as he practically wailed.

King Scott had just announced to the other suitors that they were going home. He'd interrupted their normal morning lessons, announced that he was planning to mate with Allen and Robbie (and reminded everyone of their nondisclosure agreement, no one was allowed to speak of this until it was officially announced), then sent everyone to their rooms to pack. They were due to leave in the morning. Naturally, Levi had taken Robbie's hand and dragged him to his heavily decorated room. He had apparently taken advantage of the Palace's accommodations, the amount of expensive looking décor that covered the room came as no surprise to Robbie. Not that he could appreciate any of Levi's good taste for long.

Now he was standing awkwardly in the middle of the room as Levi bawled his eyes out, dramatically spread across his nest that looked as though it were a cloud.

"I don't want to go home!" He exclaimed, kicking his legs like he was about to throw a full out tantrum. Robbie blanched, unsure of how to even begin dealing with this situation. Should he try to comfort him? Tell him it's going to be okay? Give him a hug? Change the subject? Leave?

Honestly, he was more afraid that Levi was going to be mad at him. He was going to mate the man that they were both here for. Was he jealous? Robbie felt like he would be if the situation were reversed.

"I'm really sorry, Levi." Was what he said finally, and the discomfort in his voice didn't not go unnoticed by the other Omega.

Levi looked to him finally, makeup streaking down his face as he sniffled loudly. "Come here." He demanded, scooting over to make room on the fluffy blankets.

Robbie's heart warmed that Levi was inviting him into his nest. He nodded a little, asking him to give him a moment and going to his bathroom. The layout was the same as his own, so he found the same makeup wipes in the second drawer of the sink that were also in his. He grabbed one before going back to the crying Omega. He wasn't full out sobbing anymore, but a steady stream of tears were still rolling down his cheeks. Robbie kicked off his shoes and crawled into the bed, settling himself on his knees next to him.

"Are you okay?" He asked, using the makeup wipe to gently wipe away the makeup and tears from his face. Levi let him; eyes fluttering shut.

"No." He murmured, relaxing against his pillows, "I'm happy for you, of course I am. I think his majesty will really take care of you, and Allen looks at you like the sun comes out of your ass, but I don't want to go home. I'm going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you too." Robbie meant it. He had grown close with Levi over the past weeks, and he'd never had another Omega as a friend before. They were really different, but he felt like that's why they got along so well. "But we can keep in touch, right? We can exchange numbers."

"Sure you're not going to be too busy being the queen to keep up with peasants?" Levi joked, and Robbie groaned, tossing the now dirty wipe towards the general direction of the nightstand. "Please don't remind me. I feel sick just thinking about it."

"You'll be a good queen. All you have to do is look pretty and be likable, two things you already have down pat." Levi grabbed the front of his shirt to pull him down, then manhandling him to be the little spoon. Once he was properly curled around Robbie, he began to aggressively scent him. "If your mates to be want you to like, work or something, just ask what the point of having two kings if they can't handle it themselves."

"Sure, I'll keep that in mind," Robbie huffed, knowing he'd never in a billion years say anything like that to either of them. "We're supposed to discuss everything like, together tomorrow. I've never been alone with both of them at the same time, I think it's going to be really awkward."