My Alpha(s)

《Twelve》

*clears throat* Void Stiles *walks away*
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Pete collapsed onto Patrick, breathing heavily. He flipped them over so Patrick was on top of him, waiting for his knot to go down. Patrick snuggled closer to Pete, falling asleep easily.

It was the end of Patrick's heat, and they were all grateful for it.  It was a long couple of days.

Pete looked down at his sleeping omega, starting to play with his hair. Patrick subconsciously leaned into his touch, making Pete smile warmly.

Pete's phone went off, and he carefully moved over to get it without disturbing Patrick and looked down at the text.

Are you two done fucking now?

Pete chuckles at the text, typing back with one hand.

Yes, you two can come back to the bus, ya crybabies

I am not a crybaby

Keep telling yourself that, Trohman

Pete sets his phone down, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

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The next morning, Pete and Patrick came out of the room, Patrick limping a bit.

"Damn Pete. Could have gone a bit gentler," Joe joked, causing Patrick to blush.

"At least I got some," Pete shot back, making Joe send him a death glare.

"I'm just glad my heat is over. I'm ready to start performing again."

"Same, but it was a good break," Andy agrees.

"It was a break for you two," Patrick mumbles.

"Oh, and a congratulations are in order for you two," Andy notes, smiling at them.

"Yeah, It's about time too," Joe adds.

"When we tell the fans, they will flip when they find out 'Peterick' is real," Andy says, making the three laugh.

"Just, not yet. I'm not really ready for that kind of attention just yet," Patrick mumbles, playing with his cardigan sleeve.

"That's fine, Patrick," Andy says, making Patrick smile.

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Patrick walks into the hotel tiredly. He plops on the bed, pulling the blankets over him.

"No, 'Trick. We need to take showers," Pete says, gently pulling the blankets back. Patrick whines, but goes only with it, having Pete carry him to the bathroom.

Pete undresses them both, dragging Patrick into the shower with him. He washes Patrick's hair, the omega humming in content. Pete finishes up, turning the water off and stepping out to grab towels.

He dries his half asleep omega off with the fluffy towels, putting him in one of his shirts and some boxers. Pete himself puts on boxers and he drags them to the bed, pulling the covers over them.

Patrick happily snuggles close to his alpha, falling asleep. Pete smiles, pulling Patrick closer, succumbing to sleep a few minutes later. 

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I swear things will pick up in the next chapter!