Three's A Crowd

Ch 2

Sorry for late update. Exam season.

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"Wife," Edward nods as Louis steps inside to let him in.

"We are looking at omegas." Louis tells Edward who rolls his eyes at Liam. "We are going to find him a wife."

"Oh yes this is the solution." Edward says sarcastically. "Replace Zayn the alpha best friend with a submissive."

"Oh hush you." Louis takes Edward's bag. "The opposite of Zayn is what Liam needs."

"Hmm," Edward narrows his eyes at the omega, who narrows his eyes right back. They don't know what to do with each other quite yet. Harry and Louis are close. Marcel is too shy to strike a conversation with anyone.

And then there's Edward.

"Liam made dinner because I'm not good enough to make us anything apparently."

"Don't take it personally, wife," Edward is hypnotized by the sway of Louis' hips. He hasn't figured out what the deal is with this sub but his body is a perfect ten (eleven).

"It's hard not to." Louis makes a face at Liam who has rejected yet another omega profile. Not surprising considering he likes Zayn. The guy has high standards.

"Why don't I just submit to him." Edward says thoughtfully as Louis shudders at the thought. Even for an alpha Edward is a little too dominant. Whatever the hell that means.

"Please do," Louis gestures sarcastically to where Liam is making a face at a lovely omega's picture. "Let's see how that works out for us all."

"Liam bear," Edward makes his way to the distressed alpha huddled in his living room. "I have found the perfect solution to your quandary."

"Hmm?" Liam can't find a single omega he likes. They are all so, saccharine. Where is the spice? Where is the oomph? He wants a firecracker. If only Louis didn't belong to an asylum. Liam would totally take off with the princess if any other group was involved.

The Styles though. Best not to risk it. Although Edward might just go easy on his work wife if Liam took off with Louis. He would still kill Liam of course but maybe finish him off quick and painless.

Liam has earned that much after years of taking Edward's nonsense.

"Please take me as your omega." Edward drops to his knees in what he considers a very submissive gesture. He saw it on TV once.

"Piss off," Liam mumbles absentmindedly and wrinkles his nose at a message on an omega's profile. Looking for the master to my slave. Ugh.

"Do you want food?" Louis asks Edward because god knows the dom doesn't eat regularly, unlike Harry who will throw fits if he isn't fed the proper fad diet at the proper time or Marcel with his gluten free this or his hypoallergenic that. Marcel presenting as an alpha might have knocked out any physical flaws but god knows Marcel clings to the past like, well Edward clings to his wardrobe.

"I shall change for dinner, wife." Edward declares.

"You look fine." Louis says. Scrubs are sexy on Edward. He will never tell Edward that because screw the creep. His ego is big enough.

"I feel icky," Edward holds up a hand.

Louis sighs and goes to help Edward off his knees, only to end up on his back on the floor.

"Let's fornicate right here." Edward proposes to the submissive squirming underneath him.

"Liam is here."