Success! (TheBoysVr omegaverse Fanfic)

Eddie x Josh

"What the hell just happened?" Mully asked, breaking the silence.

"Juicy just slapped the shit out of Narrator." Eddie said in disbelief. He never thought that he'd ever say that but here they were. Juicy smelled absolutely pissed when he walked out of here. He wondered what went wrong over there. Did something happen while he was away? But juicy was sleep when he left and in the exact same position when he got back.

"Am we missing something here?"

"I'm wondering the same thing." Narrator said, rubbing his sore cheek.

For some reason, Josh was growing more anxious every minute the younger omega is away. It's like when he was a kid and his mom used to drop him off on his first day of Kindergarten. He doesn't know what to do or where to go. He was scared.

"He's upset." He said more to himself. He sniffed the sheets where the omega previously laid. It smelt like normal. An omega in heat. An omega in heat who was content. Not whatever Juicy was right now.

"We can see that. But why? Did we do something?"

Josh shrugged. All he could do was wait for the knot to go down so he could find Juicy and ask him.

Narrator's knot went down shortly after the commotion so Josh wiggled his way away from the alpha and out the bedroom. He found Juicy in his room which holds their original nest.

Juicy was lying on his side and appeared to be asleep again. His breath was steady. And his fever was still there. Josh cooed at the younger omega when Juicy whined at the loss of his hand on his cheek.

Josh remembered what Eddie had said a few moments prior about Juicy's body adjusting to Narrator's rut and relaxed a bit. That was a normal biological response from his body. On the other hand, he didn't know what was wrong with him. He didn't know what to think when Eddie asked him about his suppressant use, it was irrelevant Right?

Juicy wasn't sleeping. He was pretending to sleep so he wouldn't have to face what he did. HE SLAPPED HIS ALPHA! Out of all the people in the world. He had to slap him. Inside, he felt sick. The anguish gnawing at him. Yelling at him to go back and apologize. Bare his neck and beg for forgiveness.

Josh gave into his instinct and laid behind the younger and curled around him. He wanted him to feel safe. Protected. Loved. He peppered kisses on his scarred scent gland as they spooned.

"Juicy, you don't have to pretend with me. I'm not going to hurt you."

Juicy could feel a headache coming on. He groaned.

Josh pulled the other closer so that they were flush together, back to front.

"No one's mad at you, not even Narrator-" Josh was cut off by the sheer blanket of Juicy's sobs. His distress cloaked the air, being the only thing he can breathe in. He was quick to turn Juicy around and pull him into a hug.

"I-I'm so t-tired." He stammered in between sobs. Tears were streaming down his face onto Josh's shoulder and chest. He could imagine what he might look like. Carrie? A prom queen getting rejected by the king in front of the whole school. Oh god, that must be what Narrator feels.

Juicy bolted upright.

"Alpha!" He called. Oh god, what had he done? He was a bad omega. A really bad one. Omegas never hurt their mates. Never. Unless they were bad ones. Those bad ones always, if not most of the time, got sent to correctional facilities to help correct their bad behaviors. Where they got injections with all kinds of stuff to make them docile and submissive. It was something he knew all too well about growing up. His parents often threatened to send him there if he didn't fix his bad attitude and hang out with the right crowd.