Alpha and Omega

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Okay, I'm pretty sure I've said at some point that Peyton's birthday is October 7th.

I fucked some things up in my second book so it's gonna be January 7th instead. It won't affect anything in the story.

Sorry I keep changing a bunch of things.

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Scott gets home over two hours later and goes up to his room to see the mess and Mitch, closing the door behind him.

"A-Alpha?"

"Mitche— Mitch... what did you do to our room?"

Mitch whimpers, "You almost called me Mitchell..."

"I... I'm sorry, Mitch. You know I didn't mean to."

"You're mad at me."

"I am. And you're really upset with me."

"I am." Scott sits with his back against the wall facing Mitch, who's sitting up on the bed looking at him.

They sit in silence for a while until Scott breaks it, "I'm nothing like him."

Mitch looks down, "I know."

"I'm not a coward."

"I know."

"Then why did you say it?" Mitch shrugs, "What was that?"

"I don't know why I said it. I guess I was just upset. Why did you almost call me Mitchell?"

"I wasn't thinking, I didn't mean to. What did you do to our room?"

Mitch sniffles and looks at the mess, "I-I don't know. You left and I was upset and I broke a glass, too. I'm sorry, Sir."

Scott stands up in front of Mitch
"Don't hit me, please."

Scott puts his hands up in surrender, "I would never even think about hitting you." He sits next to the smaller boy.

"Fiancé to fiancé, what's going on? You're acting out more now than you ever have." Mitch pulls his knees to his chest and stares at the wall.

"I just... you're starting to be stricter and I get it. I didn't mean what I said earlier, I know you have to. But, Sir, I'm scared because someday you're going to... never mind, it's stupid. I'm stupid." Mitch shakes his head and looks down.

"No, don't call yourself names. Tell me what's going on."

"You're going to realize that I'm a bad Omega and you'll leave me and I thought it would be easier for me to distance and prepare myself for when you do leave me. I thought it would hurt less b-but it doesn't. It hurts me to hurt you. It h-hurt so m-much that I physically can't t-take it." Mitch is crying again by the time he's done talking.

"Look at me." Mitch looks at the blue eyes he knows and loves. Scott just stares at him as he wipes the small boy's tears.

"W-What?"

"I'm never going to leave you, Mitch. I love you so much that I can't describe it at all. And when I tell you I love you, I'm not telling you out of habit. I'm telling you to remind you that you are the best thing that has ever happened to me."

"B-But what if—"

"Shh, don't think like that. There are no 'what if's, Mitchy. We're going to get married and we're going to have another baby and why's that?"

"So Peyton has a sibling."

"That's right, love. And we're going to grow old together because we have a promise to each other."

"You loved me even when you hated me." Mitch smiles slightly when Scott cups his cheek, running his thumb lightly over Mitch's cheekbone, Mitch leaning into the touch.

"I did. And you did the same. Now let's clean this up, yeah?" Scott stands up.

"But, Sir, I made this mess. You shouldn't have to fix my mistakes."

"But I am because I love you."

"I love you, too." They clean the room up with Mitch apologizing every two minutes and Scott reassuring him that he's forgiven.

The couple is now sitting against the headboard while looking at places to have the wedding.

"Alpha, we don't have to look now. I know you're busy."

"If I go much longer without being your husband, I might lose it." Mitch giggles but nods and snuggles further into Scott's side.

"What about that place?" Scott clicks on the one Mitch points to, "It looks really nice and it's a good size."

Scott chuckles, "That's what she said."

"Alpha!" Mitch gently hits Scott's chest, to which Scott grabs his hand and kisses it.

"You'll get this back when you learn to play nice."

Mitch is now giggling uncontrollably, "I need my hand, Sir."

"Nonsense, you have another one. Plus, this is your right hand, so you really don't need it."

"I do need it." Scott smiles fondly as he pulls the giggling Omega's hand towards him until their lips meet in a kiss.

He pulls away, "You sure?" He asks, interlocking their fingers as he move the computer off the bed.

Mitch bites his lip, "Yes, Sir." He moves so he's straddling Scott's lap before joining him in a passionate kiss, moaning softly as Scott gently bites his bottom lip.

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No, they didn't do anything, ya nasty.

"Peyton's crying, I'll be back." Scott gets up and comes back with the baby in his arms, gently shushing her as he rocks her back and forth until she calms down, Mitch just watching fondly.

He sits back down and kisses Mitch's forehead, "You're a good dad. And a good Alpha."

"Thank you, baby boy."

"Alpha, guess what!"

Scott smiles, "You're so cute. What, love?"

"I love you so much."

"I love you too, my sweet boy."

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