Experiment Omega

Chapter Ten

[Sorry, guys. This chapter is a tad rushed, but the next one will be better. Ash's training is going well!! :) ]

Ian meant to wake Ash up once they returned home, but the young omega was sleeping so peacefully.

Ian pulled into the garage and turned off his car, looking to his right at Ash. The young omega's mouth was opened, soft snores escaping his lips.

Ian sighed, a frown marring his face. He unbuckled himself then leaned over the center console to unbuckle Ash. He exited the car quietly, closing the car door just as quietly: he was afraid to wake Ash.

Walking to the passenger side of the car, he thought of the various dishes he could make for dinner. Ian opened. The passenger car door, tugging a sleepy Ash from his seat and into his arms.

Ash whined and tucked his head into Ian's chest. Ian winced, the realization of how young the omega was just hitting him. He was holding a mere child, a pup. A boy Ash's age shouldn't have had to go through the mental struggles that he did in the Omega Farm.

Ian hastily closed the car door with his foot and carried Ash into the house. He stopped in front of the couch, slightly rocking Ash like a baby pup.

"Ash, wake up," He rumbled.

Ash's eyes fluttered open. He lazily stared up at Ian with a cloudy gaze. When he realized that Ian was the one that held him, he sqawked indignantly. He shoved Ian in the chest, but instead of shoving Ian away, he fell out of Ian's arms with a growl.

Ian took the growl as a warning, but huffed in response, walking into the kitchen. He rummaged through the cabinets in search for something to make.

Ash followed him to the kitchen with caution. He followed either out of curiosity or hunger. He was on his hands and knees again. Sitting back onto his feet, he watched Ian.

Ian chose to ignore him for the moment as he set up a spot at the kitchen table for himself and Ash. He realized it would be difficult to teach the omega to break from his terrible habits, but it was better to start sooner rather than later.

Soon enough, Ash would be trained enough to eat at his parent's house.

Ash seemed even more curious when he realized Ian set a place at the table for him. He stood back and pulled the chair out for Ash. The omega seemed as if he would dash away, eyes wide and frightened, yet filled with want at the same time. Omegas weren't allowed to sit at tables. They were pets.

"Come, Ash," Ian held his hand toward the small boy.

Ash didn't move, looking away nervously from Ian's outstretched hand.

"Ash," Ian warned.

The young omega slowly stood onto shaky legs, his hand trembling as he slid it into Ian's larger hand.

Ian smiled and guided Ash to the chair. He pushed Ash's chair in, forcing the youth to sit. He stood back to watch.

Ash didn't seem to know what to do with himself. He set his hands on the table. His cautious gaze was filled with a sort of beaming happiness that filled his cheeks. He mewled, fingers dancing across the table top and over his own plate.

When Ian was sure that Ash was comfortable, he turned his attention back to making dinner.