The Stray Omega

Tickles

Mitch locked the front door behind him and faced Scott who was holding his clothing items. "Do you want these in my closet or the quest room?" Scott asked.

"Guest room, please. I dont want to take up your closet space."

Scott nodded and brought the clothes to the guest room, setting them on the bed and allowing Mitch to sort them the way he liked. Mitch followed him and grabbed a shirt. 

"Would you like for me to make this your room, Mittens? I can get new bedsheets for the bed and stuff." Scott said, pushing his hands into the bed  before laying down. A chill went down MItch's spine and he gripped the shirt he was holding tightly. 

"D-Do you not want me sleeping with you?" He questioned. 

"No, it's not that, Mittens. It's just, I figured you'd want some privacy sometimes." Scott replied. 

"Privacy?" 

"Mm-hmm." 

"Well... That doesn't sound too bad, a-are you sure, Alpha?" 

"Of course, now come here and give me a kiss then after you're done organizing, we can go shopping for your room." Scott said, opening his arms up. Mitch stared at Scott since he was still laying down before he blushed deeply and crossed his legs awkwardly. 

"But, Alpha... You kind of pushed me away the last time I sat on your lap..." 

"Just come here, Omega." Scott sat up and wrapped his arm around Mitch's waist, pushing him onto the bed and kissing him sweetly. Mitch giggled and gently carassed Scott's face as the two kissed.

"Alpha. I have a question." Mitch said, pushing away from the kiss and setting his hands on Scott's biceps. 

"What is it, Mittens?" 

"Why are you so nice? Other Alphas aren't all that sweet and accepting as you are." 

"Explain." Scott said, sitting up and bringing Mitch onto his lap. 

"I mean, you're always so quick to apologize and just sweet in general." 

"Well, Alpha or Omega, we're all human and werewolf so we all make mistakes over time and other Alphas don't agree but you have to accept your mistakes sooner or later. It's just what I was taught to believe in." Scott shrugged. Mitch smiled at that and kissed Scott briefly before standing up. 

"Do you think I should change?" He bounced over to the dresser mirror and stepped back so he could see himself but frowned. 

"Something wrong?" Scott asked. 

"I.. Can't see." 

"Can't see? You've been able to see perfectly that past few days.. At least I think, right?" 

Mitch squinted at the mirror then relaxed his face. "Well, I lost my glasses a few weeks before I met you and I guess I just got used to the blindness and it didn't exactly process until now." 

"I have some old glasses, want to see if you can see out of them?" Scott went to his room and into the sidetable beside the bed. Mitch followed behind quickly. 

Scott opened the bottom drawer of the sidetable and pulled out a dusty eye glass container. brushed the dust off and opened the case, pulling out thick, plain black glasses. He turned and gently placed them on Mitch's face. "Are they working?" 

Mitch turned to the full body mirror across the room and moved his body different ways. "Enough for me to see far away but my eyes are still straining, sir." Mitch replied. 

"Do you think they'll manage or should we go get you a new prescription now?" 

"I can manage, Alpha! Plus, I like the frames. They're really big." Mitch turned and smiled.