Scott looked up when Mitch came over with a clean rag and he took it, mumbling a thank you.
"So it was just a stomach bug?" Mitch asked, sitting on the side of the couch that didn't have a vomit stain on it.
"I'm guessing so. He's all hyper and back in the pool with the others. Yesterday he was so warm and didn't want to do anything."
"Did we get all his vaccines?"
"Of course, I read all the babies' hospital papers like five times over. Don't stress it too much, love. He's alright now, that's all that matters." Scott finished scrubbing out most of the stain and left a soaking rag on the cushions. He stood up and hobbled over to Mitch to grab his crutches.
"Want me to put that up for you?"
"No, it's alright. I got it." Scott adjusted the rags in his hands then went to the laundry room.
Mitch turns his head over, seeing Matt, Avi, and Kevin in the pool with the babies, the babies grinning happily and squealing loud enough for Mitch to hear through the glass.
"I'm going to miss the pool when we move." Mitch jumped, bending his head back to see Scott behind him.
"You don't ever use it."
"I used it when I had my other leg." Scott scoffed and hopped to the front of the couch. "I just like seeing the kids having fun. Hate to take it away."
"They'll be alright." Mitch sat up when Scott sat down and he crawled over to lay on his lap. "If anything we could buy one of the inflatable ones."
"Ew. Those are so much work." Scott rubbed his hands through Mitch's hair and noticed the back of his head. "Are you growing a mullet?" He toyed with the curled hair and grinned.
"Yeah, I thought it would be nice. Do you like?" Mitch asked, turning on his back to see Scott.
"I do like it. It fits you very well. When did you do it?"
"A few days ago when Kevin took me to the salon. My hair was already long so I thought I might as well do something with it rather than trim it all off again."
"Sorry I didn't notice earlier. A lot has been going on." Scott ran his fingers across Mitch's jaw.
"It is still short so I don't blame you." Mitch sat up, scooted back and lifted his head. Scott grabbed Mitch's chin with two fingers and tugged him forward to kiss him passionately. Mitch pulled from the kiss and sat between Scott's thighs to rest his head on Scott's shoulder.
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"Hey, what are you doing without your crutches?" Mitch asked, coming into the kitchen to see Scott standing by the stove, his crutches nowhere to be seen.
"I can stand pretty well on my own. I'm just using the countertops to hop around." Scott said, turning around to place a pan on the island counter. He then gripped the counter and hopped forward.
"Be careful, sir. I don't want you to fall."
"I'll be fine, love. Come here." Scott grabbed Mitch's waist and pulled him close to kiss him. "Happy birthday."
Mitch had forgotten it was his birthday and looked up with a raised eyebrow then reality hit him in the face. "Oh, I forgot it was even the twenty-fourth." He blushed and chuckled. "Is that why you had Kevin come to take the kids yesterday?"
Scott nodded and kissed Mitch again. "I made some omelets, your favorite. Bacon is still in the oven."
Mitch set out a hand towel and put on an oven mitt, moving around Scott to open the oven and set it out to cool. Scott had hopped to the other side of the kitchen to grab plates, setting them beside the pans in order to jump to the counter without fear of dropping the plates on the floor.
"I'll get your crutches, where are they?" Mitch asked, admiring Scott's half-naked form for a second.
"The couch I'm pretty sure." Scott fixed his and Mitch's plates then the Omega returned to the kitchen with Scott's crutches.
"I'll get the plates, Alpha. Go sit down." Mitch said, grinning when Scott kissed the side of his neck sweetly before hopping away to the dining room. He stuck two forks on the plates then followed Scott to the table, setting the plates down and grabbing Scott's crutches to place them aside.
Scott pulled Mitch's chair close to him so when Mitch sat down, he leaned down to gently bite Mitch's earlobe before sucking on it lightly.
"Already horny this morning, huh?" Mitch joked then sucked in a breath when Scott kissed his Mark.
"Want to do it after breakfast? First birthday present?" Scott whispered against Mitch's ear. Mitch shuddered then nodded.
"Now stop getting me hard, I'm hungry." Mitch patted Scott's cheek lightly and scooted his chair to the side for elbow room.
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The Stray Omega
WerewolfComing home from being drafted for over two years, Scott stumbled apon a stray Omega alone on the streets. He brought the Omega to his home and everything changed then.
