Pink Milk & Misunderstandings

Chapter 1

"Dad, don't worry so much, I'll be fine" Wayo announced as he finished packing the few belongings he was bringing to university. His father grumbled unhappily looking at the low number of boxes on the grand bed his omegan son had managed to put together.

"Is this everything you're taking?? Really Yo, I'm worried enough as it is sending you away so far. Can I AT LEAST send some servants with you?"

Wayo looked at him with horror
"Absolutely not!!! Promise me you will do no such thing!" the older man pursed his lips but nodded and Wayo let his tense shoulders sink.

"The last thing I need is for people to think I'm some kind of a spoiled brat..."

"People huh" his father snorted, knowing all too well why his son wasn't attending music school and instead enrolling in some kind of science program.

"But my staff WILL help you with the moving process" Wayo was about to protest but his father's eyebrows rose to an unhealthy level and he decided to relent.

~oOo~

Later that day, father and son stood outside the grand house saying their goodbyes to one another. Arthit hugged his son tight, lifting his smaller frame off the ground and breathing him in before putting him down again.

"Promise you'll call me as soon as you're at the apartment alright" Wayo nodded at that, putting his backpack in with the other things in the white van.

"And if any alphas give you a hard time..."

"I know I know, you will kill them and feed them to the elephants... Even though elephants don't really eat meat dad..." Wayo smirked at the older man who just smacked his mouth in an approving noise hearing his son's knowledge of his judgment of any idiot stupid enough to hurt his child. "And this isn't the 19th century, just because I'm an omega it doesn't mean I need to be taken care of..."

This was a conversation they had had many times, none of them really satisfied with the outcome. Arthit knew his son was beautiful, as pretty as his mother whom he still mourned and missed terribly. She had been an omega too and she wasn't weak in the slightest. But as an alpha, he had felt the need to protect her against the very world itself. His only regret in life is that he wasn't powerful enough to keep a grip on her when death was at the door. All his political power, all his wealth. Nothing had been able to keep her alive and instead of spending every last second at her side he had been clinging to the hope to find a cure. What a terrible fool he had been. And now, his only child was leaving him. Tears filled his eyes as the door to the van slid close and the car hummed to life and drove off the property taking with it the only thing he really cared about.

~oOo~

The butterflies in Wayo's stomach twisted into knots when he saw the apartment complex up ahead from the car window. He removed his glasses and caught his own dimmed reflection in the tinted glass when he put the contact lenses in, trying not to poke an eye out when the car hit a pothole. He didn't remember his mother, but from video and pictures, he knew he looked like her, only not as pretty... Big caramel eyes surrounded by long curled lashes, soft features, pale skin and a plump cherry formed mouth framed by light brown hair that curled on his forehead. All on top of his slim but soft body. He'd welcomed the softness, anything was better than the scrawny kid he'd been in high school... Dad called him a late bloomer but that didn't really mean anything. His father was basically enforced by law to think that his son was the greatest thing ever. Even though he was just... Ordinary.

He was barely out of the car when his father's staff was finished with moving in his stuff to his small apartment which he would have been perfectly capable of doing by himself. But... To be honest, he appreciated not having to do it and when Kla, a man who had been his father's employee ever since he was little told him there were no elevator and his apartment was on the fifth floor he felt embarrassed for just standing there when he should have helped out. He scratched his upper arm where the scent-blocker-patch sat under his t-shirt, hiding the fact that he was an omega by giving off and indistinct beta smell. He looked up at the facade and seemingly endless rows of balconies, he'd really done it! His father had, of course, wanted to buy him a "decent place to reside" but he'd buckled when Wayo's best friend Ming had told him about his son's crush on the older classmate Phana from high school who happened to live in the building Yo wanted to stay at.