An Omega, me?

Chapter 8 Tension

Looks who's four days late with updating... Whoops, sorry ^_^'

Anyway, enjoy the chapter

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Scott POV

I walk slowly back to my bedroom and stops when I go past his door. I really shouldn't open the door right now, but I can't resist myself.

When I open the door I see him laying on top of his bed, asleep and still fully dressed.

I sigh and walk in and start undressing him, and after he wears some cute pyjamas I lay him carefully under the sheets.

I can't believe he slept through that. And god he smells good. I take a deep breath to control myself.

I step back and fold his clothes neatly on his chair. When I'm done I look at him again. He looks so peaceful. No frown, no sassy responses, just an omega at peace.

He shifts and mumbles something. That's my sign to go. I walk quietly out of the room to my own. I need a cold shower. I sigh and walk to my bathroom.

Mitch POV

I wake up in a dark room. What happened? Oh right, his secret playroom and that he caught me in there, snooping around.

I feel a little ashamed that I went looking around, but I quickly shake that feeling off me, I'm never ashamed of anything. Me, the toughest omega of them all, no never.

When I see my clothes on the chair I look under the sheets. Pyjamas? I never wear pyjamas. I can't remember putting them on. Then who did it? Scott? I sniff around. Yes, definitely Scott, his scent is still in the room.

I look at the clock on my nightstand and see that it is 7 pm. As on cue, my stomach starts to growl. I sigh and get out of bed. Walking downstairs to the kitchen.

When I arrive there he is sitting at the table, eating dinner. When he looks up and my eyes meets his icy blue ones, I suddenly feel a bit insecure. I blush but tries to hide it with turning around to the fridge. Mitch! Hello?! Wake up! What's wrong with me. I'm not a teenage boy anymore. I silently curse at myself. When I think my blush is gone I turn around, Scott hasn't stopped looking at me and he smirks a little.

Shit, he definitely knows. Act cool, act cool. You can do this. I take a deep breath and sits down casually. "So, what's for dinner?" I peek into the pan.

"Chicken casserole." He says. "Want some?" He takes another bite and looks at me again.

"Sure. I'm hungry." I fill my plate and start eating, ignoring Scott.

When I'm full I lean back and look around.

Scott is already done and puts the plates away.

"Want to do something Mitch?" He asks.

"Uhm, yeah sure." I swallow nervously and try to look like I don't care.

"What would you like to do then?" He smirks and folds his arms.

"Uhm, watching a movie sounds good." I stand up and walks to the movie room without looking if he is following me. Damn, I almost misspoke myself. I need to stop those irritating thoughts and ignore my stupid feelings.

I let myself fall down on the couch and snuggle under a blanket to keep me warm. Scott sits next to me and gives me the remote. "Here, you may pick the movie. No scary movies or movies above 18."

"Seriously? I'm not a kid." I look give him a glare but looks through Netflix and clicks on Zootropolis.

"I don't care. It's my movie room, so you have to do as I say so. Zootropolis is a good choice. There is nothing wrong with that movie." He makes himself comfortable and eats some popcorn.

I sigh and mumble some curse words under my breath as the movie starts.

He looks at me and squints his eyes a bit, but I ignore him and look at the screen.

Scott POV

I'm pretty sure he cursed at me, but I let it slide. I don't want to argue with him right now. He finally trusts me enough to be around me. And it is much more fun to see him squirming every time he sees me.

He feels it too. The tension between us. I look at him now and then and every time I do, he blushes and turns his head so I won't notice. But I do. I smile lightly, turning back to the screen.

He shifts uncomfortable and I know exactly why. I have the same problem. But I try to ignore it, how hard it might be, because Mitch is sitting right next to me.

I can see that he gets sleepy halfway. His eyelids flutter close and his head leans on my shoulder. A few minutes later he is fully asleep and curled up against me.

I carefully pull him on my lap and I hold him close as he snuggles his head in the crook of my neck.

I pet his back in a steady pace, making sure he doesn't wake up. I keep watching the movie and smiles at the boy on my lap.

When the movie ends I stand up with Mitch in my arms and walks back to his room. As I try to lay him down he whines at the sudden loss of warmth and contact. I quickly undress him and puts an oversized t-shirt over his head.

I chuckle lightly and slips my shirt over my head, while pulling my pants off too. I grab some sweatpants and pulls it on before lying next to him. He cuddles close immediately and I put my arm around him, pulling him close.

I stare at him again, admiring his beautiful features before I finally fall asleep too.