The Stray Omega

Wedding Planning

Scott picked up the package from the elevator then ran to Mitch who was sitting on the couch, watching cartoons with Noah as the pups ran around the living room, biting each other's tails and playing. He dropped the package on Mitch's lap then hurried upstairs, coming back down fully dressed and wearing his prosthetic. 

"What is this?" Mitch asked when Scott sat next to him and took Noah. Scott ushered Mitch to open it and Mitch did so, raising an eyebrow when he saw the box reading an unfamiliar laptop brand on it. "Why are you ordering stuff off the black market?" He joked. 

"I wanted to start wedding planning while we still can. Noah is about to start crawling and we'll have to keep an even closer eye on him while still watching the triplets. So, while Noah still can't get around on his own, I want to start planning with you." 

"Awe, Alpha." Mitch smiled and put away the package and started to open the box. He pulled out the laptop and threw the box with the package. He opened the laptop and went to set it up, Scott continuing to watch cartoons with Noah until he fell asleep for his nap.

Scott stood up and put Noah in his crib and rocked him gently. When he turned around, Mitch was standing up and pointing at the love seat.

"Sit. I need the plug and I don't wanna sit alone." Mitch ordered, Scott sitting down right away. Mitch plugged in the laptop charger and sat sideways on Scott's lap, Scott keeping a strong hold on his waist so he didn't fall.

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"I like the yellow tarps." Mitch said, pointing at the screen.

"Don't you think they'll blend in too much with the scenery?" Scott asked. He rested his cheek on Mitch's shoulder as the brunette scrolled through the color options.

"I don't want white, it's too basic. Plus your suit is light blue, it'll look cute."

"You don't wanna wear a suit?" Scott looked up at Mitch then sat back to see his eyes.

"I'm not sure. I don't want to wear a dress because people will call me too feminine but if I wear a suit then people will say I have to wear a dress since I'm the "girl" in the relationship."

Scott's eyebrows arched up and he tightened his hold around Mitch, kissing his jaw. "Baby, don't worry about what other people say. This is our wedding. You choose whether or not you want to wear a dress. I'm not picky, you'll look gorgeous either way. Besides, I can always beat up who doesn't agree with what you wear."

Mitch blushed then smiled, turning so he could be more comfortable in his Alpha's hold. He then clicked on the tab where he was choose his wedding attire.

"Can I get a slim dress then wear a suit at the reception?" Mitch asked, practically purring as Scott rubbed his sides and continued to gift him with sweet kisses on his neck and shoulders.

"Get whatever you desire, my love. I won't watch if you don't want me to." The Alpha then turned his head into Mitch's neck, letting his lips suckle on the Mark.

Mitch melted into the touch and signed himself up to go to a store for a fitting. "I want to go in person and try suits and dresses. Do you want to come?"

Scott pressed another kiss to Mitch's Mark then pulled back. "No. I want it to be a surprise. I'll let Avi and Matt go with you then I'll bring Kevin with me to get my suit. We'll leave the babies with the sitters, is that okay?"

"That seems fine. I want to pick them up right after, okay? I'll take Noah with me." Mitch logged off the computer then set it under the love seat so the babies couldn't get to it. Scott stood up with Mitch in his arms, Quinn noticing and throwing a fit.

"Mama!! Up!" Quinn got off the floor and rose her arms, making grabby hands at Mitch.

"Mine." Scott looked over Mitch's body and stuck his tongue out at Quinn.

Quinn ran forward and slapped Scott's prosthetic leg multiple times until Mitch was back on his feet.

"Such a mama's baby." Scott said as Mitch picked up Quinn and kissed her on the cheek.

"What do you expect? She's an Alpha. She wants to protect me." Mitch smirked at Scott and picked up one of the children's books and sat on the couch to read it to Quinn.

"I'm going to run down and get some lunch. Any suggestions?" Scott asked and went to the kitchen to grab his keys hanging off a rack.

"Doesn't matter, anything that sounds good, just get the kids something small, they had a big breakfast."

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