I Want to Be the Place You Call Home (A VegasPete Omegaverse)

Epilogue B: KimChayMacau: 4

Macau argued with Kim for several minutes before Kim finally agreed to let him call Chay.

    "Did you talk to him?" Chay asked when he answered.

    Macau smiled at Kim as he spoke to Chay. "I did. It's why I called. We have a bit of a situation."

    "What's wrong?"

    "Do you happen to know where we could find a sweet Alpha with soft hair and Bambi eyes?"

    Chay sucked in a breath. Whispering, he asked, "Where are you?"

    Kim groaned once more as Macau hung up to text Chay the address.

    "Are you really sure about this? I don't want you to be upset," Kim said, reaching out to touch Macau's thigh. "I've gone through plenty of Heats alone."

    Macau tossed his phone aside to tackle Kim into their nest again, sniffing him as he pressed gentle kisses to Kim's face.

    "You don't have to be alone anymore, though. I'm a little nervous because it's new, but I'm more excited. I love you both so much, and I know we can make each other happy."

    Kim nodded thoughtfully, brushing Macau's short hair aside. "Thank you for being so honest. I know I...I could stand to be more honest with you."

    "How do you feel about Chay joining us? Honestly?"

    Kim looked away at his bit his lip, his fingers twisting in the shirt Macau had borrowed.

    "Excited. He's sweet, and you deserve all the love, Pup."

    Macau smiled, tilting Kim's face to kiss him deeply.

    "It'll be a little while before he gets here," Macau said. "Let me help you first, P'Kim."

    They slipped their clothes off, remembering to lay a towel down this time, and Macau didn't leave a square inch of Kim unloved.

    They were snuggled together again when Chay texted to let them know he had arrived. He was too law-abiding to sneak into the building like Macau had, so he had to buzz him in first. That done, Macau slipped a shirt and boxers on to grab Kim a few water bottles.

    Hearing a knock at the door, Macau followed Pete's voice in his head and checked the peephole before opening it. Chay looked flushed, like he had hurried to get there, and he had a small backpack clutched tight to his chest. As soon as Macau opened the door, Chay rushed forward to wrap his arms around Macau's chest, squeezing him tight. Macau shut the door as Chay backed him into the entryway wall, kissed him hungrily.

    "I missed you, too," Macau giggled when they came up for air.

    "I thought Hia would never let me out of the car."

    "What did you tell him?" Macau took Chay's hand that wasn't clutching the bag and led him toward the bedroom.

    "I told him that my boyfriend needed me and I would let him know when I would be back. I already texted him in the elevator that I got here safely. I knew he would sit outside until I did."

    "What's that?" Macau asked, tilting his head toward the bag as he opened the bedroom door to reveal a carefully draped Kim in their nest. He had taken his shirt off again, wearing only a pair of boxers, and his skin looked flushed from Heat.

    "Change of clothes. Oh, and supplies."

    "Supplies?" Kim asked, sitting up. Macau saw him wince and felt himself wince in sympathy. Cramps were a bitch.