Most people would THINK that you and Fell fought a lot, but it was the complete opposite. You and Fell got along just fine. Fell grew up in a wolf monster pack and you grew up in a werewolf pack. So you both basically respected eachother equally.
But Fell didn't know that you were actually an Omega in your pack. Fell did think you were in some kind of low role since you had scars and you always had great jokes up your sleeves. Today you both were watching TV when Fell noticed a scar that seemed more serious than the others.
You did have a sleeveless shirt on, so he could just barley see the scars on your shoulders. "Hey, what happened to your shoulder?" Fell asked. Your ears perked up and you looked at Fell. "My... shoulder..? Oh. That was from... some serious rough housing." Fell didn't seem amused.
"That looks an awful lot lime a scar an Omega would..." Fell paused when he saw you looking away and your tail curled in shame. Fell cautiously moved closer and hugged you close. You jolted as you felt Fell's hand petting your ears and hair. "You are safe here. We are not a pack."
You nodded and hid your face in Fell's chest. Fell laid down, pulling you on top of him, as he lifted a blanket and covered you both. Your tail was wagging as Fell scratched behind your neck. "Hey. We're like the genderbent version of 'Alpha and Omega'!"
Fell gave you one look before pinching your sides gently. You yelped and squealed out a giggle as Fell looked at the TV. "Make another reference and you're sleeping outside or getting tickled to death. Which I feel like enforcing." You nodded and cuddled with Fell happily.
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Gaster Oneshots 6
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