Starry Nights (DreamNotFound Omegaverse AU)

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shhh dont tell nerd I'm writing at 4 am instead of sleeping lol. Also talk of blood and wounds in this chapter, quite scattered. As well as talk of emotional abuse. Be prepared.

××Three Days Until Wilbur's Mission××

Nick sat in the hotel room with Wilbur. The Alpha was pacing back and forth, arms crossed. Nick knew that look. He was anxious. Scared. Afraid for his life.

Nick remembered back to that call yesterday.

"Nick. I have a new mission." The line was eerily silent.

"What is it? Need my help?" Nick asked, a bit frantic to help his friend. "I need to bring boss an unmated omega in heat..." Nick almost dropped his phone.

"Y-You don't mean..." "George."

Nick adjusted his position on the bed. Wilbur had stopped his pacing and was checking the bandage that had blood seeping through.

"Take your shirt off and come here. Don't pick at the bandages again." Nick grumbled. Wilbur grabbed the first aid kit off the counter and walked over, sitting with his back to Nick. "At least buy me dinner first." Wilbur joked.

"Fuck off, or I'll make sure to use rubbing alchohol this time." Nick warned. Wilbur chuckled but went silent, tossing his now bloody shirt to the side.

"So, they jumped you in the alley outside?" Nick asked, cutting off the bandages applied early this morning. "Yep. I was walking home and they said boss told them I needed a reminder of my mission. Bad gashes." Wilbur said.

"You're delusional. Just let me take you to the doctor." Nick sighed. "Nah, just clean them and wrap em up." Wilbur said, crossing his legs and setting his hands in his lap.

Nick tossed the bandages to the side. "So... You're going after George?" Nick sighed. "Mhm. If everyone thinks I'm a nabber then- hey ow! That hurts!" "Ah, sorry there Soot. This cut is deep." Nick said, cleaning off the blood seeping out.

"Continue." Nick said, looking through the kit to find a needle amd thread to stitch the wound.

"I plan to invite you guys to hang out in town tomorrow night. Then by 'accident' lights will go out and George, me, and you will disappear. Leaving Tommy, Dream, and- Ouch! Leaving Tommy, Dream, and... Zak probably wont be coming huh." Nick cut the extra thread. "Probably not." He said.

Wilbur hummed an odd tune and Nick pressed a gauze patch with some peroxide on it to the freshly stitched wound. "Keep talking, Soot." Nick said.

Wilbur started humming before he spoke again. "Ah, my plan! Well, I plan. to sneak George through the crowd. If I drug his drink then I should be able to time it right where I could lead him away in the frenzied darkness." Wilbur took a moment to wince as Nick placed a clean patch over the stitched wound and wrapped it up.

Nick got started on cleaning the smaller wounds as Wilbur talked again. 

"And then, I'll lead him towards my car. There, it'll... It'll be hidden enough to where I can just snag him yknow. Bring him to boss. Boom! I'm with a raise, you and Zak are safe and you've got Darryl safe." Wilbur smiled, throwing his hands up only to wince at the movement as it opened a dried wound on his shoulder.

"Soot, calm down a bit." "Alright, sorry. Can you, uh... Patch that up?" Nick hummed and  cleaned it. "But what about George? He wont be safe..." Nick said. "Well the thing is.... Uh. Wait, wait, wait. That's not important. You all think I'm the one who takes omegas so why not live up to the stereotype you gave me?" Wilbur asks.