Ash and Ambrosia // Omegaverse

II: Mine

Ash

After that one strange afternoon, the delusional girl began to follow him around. Unlike the other bullies, she was scary enough to intimidate others even without the use of violence. All it took was one look, and he was already nauseous and weak in the knees.

She would pick fights with his bullies and pester him about the girls who were interested in him, blowing up like a puffer fish until he told her he didn't like any of them.

She would continue to stalk and harass him over the next month, completely replacing and shutting out his former bullies. He was subject to all sorts of torment.

She brought him so many bunches of flowers. It was bothersome that they couldn't be thrown out in front of her, and there was the added pain of insects invading his home and struggling to find a vase of the right size. She would invite herself over and constantly bring him more fruits than he could eat, and he would force himself to finish her meals everyday. Moreover, she never let him leave his house alone.

At first it was intrusive, and her clinginess was nerve-wracking, terrifying, burdensome. With time however, he began to relax and get used to it.

"Is that young alpha girl coming over again today?" his beautiful alpha mother asked.

He puffed up his cheeks, hunched his shoulders and folded his arms. "How would I know?"

"You should be nicer to you friends dear," the deeper voice of his beta mother chimed from the living room.

"She's not my friend."

Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.

"Looks like your not-friend has come to visit again today," his alpha mother chuckled before she opened the door to greet their guest.

The young alpha girl's voice was as sunny as usual. As much as he hated to admit it, she was charming and charismatic, and always managed to get others to like her, even if she was a little rude or arrogant.

"Good afternoon," she chimed. "Is your son home right now?"

He buried his head in his hands.

"I don't know. Does my son want to say hi?" His mother shot an expectant look in his direction, and he slowly crept towards the front door, peeking out from behind his her.

"Hello," he squeaked, quiet as a mouse.

"Hi! Lovely to see you." Her smile was particularly vibrant. "Do you want to come over to mine tonight? We're having your favourite braised pork belly."

He hunched forward, shoulders slouching shyly at her sunny invitation. He gave a small nod.

"I'm really glad you can come."

He glanced to the side awkwardly, dodging her straightforward gaze.

Before dinner, they found themselves on an afternoon walk, just as the young alpha girl always liked to do when the weather was right.

"This is where we first met!" When she smiled softly like this, her eyes were like crescent moons. It only lasted a brief moment before her usual chaos returned. "Oh no, that's right, now that I think about it, our first meeting really wasnt a good day for you." Her smile vanished and she was visibly saddened, eyes watery. "I wish I could re-do our first meeting all over again at a time before you got hurt. I'd befriend you and hang out with you straight away if I met you before."

But he had met her before. At that time, she barely even noticed him. He was just some weak kid getting bullied in an alleyway, and she was just a bystander to happed to be there. So as badly as he wanted to, he couldn't trust in her words.