The Stray Omega

Disaster

"Reservation for Hoying? Booth in the secluded area?" 

"Yes sir." Scott replied. 

"Secluded?" Mitch looked up at Scott and smirked. Scott just winked at Mitch and held his elbow, Mitch wrapping his hand around Scott's bicep and allowing him to lead the way to the booth. 

"Step up." Scott said, helping Mitch up into the high booth then sitting across from him. The waiter set down three menus and pointed at the smaller one. 

"Would you like any alcoholic drinks to start off?" 

"I'm not a big drinker and he isn't of age yet. Thank you though." Scott said, lightly pushing the menu away. 

"Of course. What would you two like to drink?" 

"What would you like, Mittens?" Scott asked. 

"Just water, please." Mitch replied. 

"Two waters." The waiter nodded and walked off. Scott stared back at Mitch who was admiring the scenery. The dim lights bounced off of Mitch's eyes and he could see the line of his contacts easily. "You like it?" 

"It's beautiful." Mitch smiled and looked back down at the table, noticing a jar of pickles and bell peppers on top of a stack of plates. "What are those?" 

"They're cleansers, sort of. They just clean you stomach like after the bread they bring out. Want one?" Scott asked. 

"Later." 

Scott nodded and put his menu to the side. "Do you want me to order for you? I already know what I want."

"I'll just have what you have, Alpha." Mitch smiled. Another waiter came by and set a basket of bread and butter on the table along with two plates and a bread knife. 

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Scott pushed Mitch's plate back to him after he finished cutting the steak into pieces and peeling away the fatty parts. He then waited for Mitch to take his bite and smiled when Mitch's eyes lit up. 

"Taste good?" 

"Taste wonderful, Alpha. You do have-" 

"Hoying!" Scott flinched at the loud voice and turned his head, seeing one of his 'friends' walking over to his booth. He then rolled his eyes and glanced at Mitch. 

"Ignore him." He mouthed. "What are you doing here, Taylor?" Scott grunted as Taylor sat beside him in the booth. 

"Just what you're here for. Food." 

"Then go to your own booth, Taylor, I'm trying to have-" 

"Is this your new Mate?" Mitch awkwardly set down his fork and grabbed his napkin from his lap, wiping his mouth and setting the napkin down. 

"Alpha, may I go to restroom?" Scott pointed across the room where the bathrooms were. 

"I don't think so." Taylor sneered, snapping his finger. Another one of Scott's friends, Frank walked over and sat beside Mitch, preventing him from getting up. 

"Taylor what the-" Scott stopped himself from cursing and took in a sharp breath. "Why are you really here?" 

"General wants us to make sure you haven't gone soft. We've been following you. Noticed you got a new apartment, settled down. You stopped working out." Taylor lifted Scott's shirt and pinched his stomach. 

Scott slapped Taylor's hands away and his cheeks went red with embarrassment. 

"He got a good looking Omega, though. Gotta praise him for that." Frank spoke quietly, running his fingers along Mitch's jaw. Mitch's jaw clenched and he turned his head away but Frank gripped it tightly. 

"Let him go, Coronado." Scott growled. "Get away from us." 

Taylor sneered before standing up. "We're in the middle of a world war, Hoying. If you have to get of something to keep you ready, then do it." Taylor snapped his fingers at Mitch who glared at the two.

Once the two left, Mitch took in a deep breath. Scott waived a waiter over and asked for to-go boxes. The waiter took their plates and walked off. Scott stood up and walked over to sit beside Mitch. 

"Did he touch you anywhere else?" He placed his hand on Mitch's thigh and cupped the side of his neck. 

"N-No, sir. I'm sorry for ruining dinner." 

"Mitch, you didn't do anything, don't say that, you hear me? Those two used to always tease me for being in the army. They always said I was too lanky or I was too soft. Now they just tease me every chance they get in public. Don't worry about it, we can always try again later." Scott tilted Mitch's head his way and kissed him gently. "I'm just glad you aren't hurt." 

Mitch smiled weakly and looked over at the waiter who set a bag of food on the table. 

"You can take this receipt to the front desk and pay there. We've cut a third of it for the interference with those two Alphas. We've kicked them out temporarily for barging into the secluded area without reservation." The waiter spoke. 

"Thank you." Scott smiled and moved from the booth. He opened his wallet and put two tens on the table after helping Mitch out. "Come on, baby. We can make do at home." He held out his elbow which Mitch grabbed eagerly. 

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"There's a gas station along the way that has a RedBox in front of it. Want to see if they have any good movies?" Scott asked. Mitch simply shook his head. 

"No thank you, Alpha. I just want to get home as soon as possible." Scott sighed heavily and nodded. 

"Alright then, love." 

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