The Alpha And The Omega 3

Chapter 19

(A/N)

I have a secret to tell you;

When I need a name for a random character in my story...

I turn on my television, and the first name I hear is the one I use xD

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Avi pushed Alex into the bathroom, where Scott was sitting on the lid of the toilet with his head in his hands.

Alex gasped at the sight of his shoulder. "What happened?! Are you okay?!"

Avi closed the door, and tugged on Alex's shirt lightly. "Take this off."

Alex didn't know why, not for the life of him, but for some reason standing in a bathroom with two strong Alphas while one of them asked him to take off an article of clothing... Made him both uncomfortable and scared.

Alex reached shaky hands behind him, pulling on the neckline of his shirt to tug his shirt over his head and take it off.

Alex handed the shirt to Avi with wide eyes. "Sir...?"

Avi just tossed Scott's shirt at him. "Wear this instead. Scott needs a button-up because he can't work his shoulder enough to put on a tight shirt. Is that okay with you?"

Alex's uneasiness melted, and he smiled. "Of course!"

Avi unbuttoned the shirt in his hands and helped Scott get into it. After putting on Scott's shirt, Alex reached out to help as well.

Alex carefully lifted Scott's wounded arm to help him into the arm hole, his eyes glued to Scott's face just in case.

Scott squeezed his eyes shut all of a sudden, and Alex froze.

Avi tilted Scott's head towards him. "Hey, Rookie. Talk to me."

"It's nothing. Please just finish.. Like ripping off a Band-Aid."

Alex held his breath as he hurried to get Scott's arm into the shirt.

Avi quickly buttoned the shirt up. "Okay. It's done. Are you okay?"

Scott tried to smile. "Yes.. Thank you. And thank you, Xand, for letting me borrow your shirt."

Alex nodded and smiled widely. "Of course. You're welcome, Alpha."

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After Scott sat back down at the table, Mitch's eyes held nothing but worry. "Alpha..?" He asked quietly.

Scott leaned down towards him. "Yes, baby? Are you okay?"

"Yes. Are you?"

"Of course I am. Are you sure, though?"

Mitch pressed his lips together for a second. "Oh, will you stop that? I'm asking you. Why are you wearing Allie's shirt?"

"I... I couldn't make mine fit." He blushed and looked down.

"What?"

"My shoulder hurt too much to put it on, after Kevin poked and prodded at it. So I needed a button-up, and Alex and I are about the same size..."

Mitch nodded and set his hand on Scott's hand. "I'm sorry you're in pain... Want me to kiss it better?"

Scott smiled a little, very excited that Mitch wasn't upset with him. "I'd love that. Just maybe not here--"