(Omegaverse)
George walked over to the empty table and cleansed it off. Then he wiped the booth, making sure to catch hair, or crumbs that might have been left there. He had been working at the cat cafe for about 5 months and not one of his online friends knew. He signed up and met someone else like him. Rachel. She was a neko, just like him. They weren't interested in each other as lovers, but as friends, they were inseparable. They both signed up because they were good with cats. George turned to face the door.
"George!"
Rachel exclaimed with a heavy British accent.
"Rachel!"
George said while waving.
"You know, I was thinking last night, if someone was bothering us, we could just turn into cats and we'd blend straight in."
Rachel explained. George laughed.
"Anyways, today's shift is going to be busy, so I think I'm going to get ready."
She said before walking away. George checked his phone, and felt his stomach sink.
Dream: George.
Dream: George?
Dream: George.
Dream: Are you okay?
Dream: Hello?
Dream: Answer me.
Dream: Heart❤️ been broke💔💔so many times🕐🕐 I don't❌❌Know what to believe 💭
Sent at 11:32
George: Sorry was busy with cleaning, what's up?
Dream: Oh, I'm coming to Britain.
I panicked.
George: Very funny Dream.
Dream: Really. I am.
He sent a picture of his plane ticket. I exhaled.
George: I don't know what to say.
Dream: I'll be over by tomorrow.
George: Alright.
I sent him my address and got back to work. I started thinking of all the things we could do. I felt pink creep onto my face. I snapped out of it when I thought about my job. What would he think? What should I tell him? He can't find out that I'm not like him.
"Um, hey George, you're scent is um..."
Rachel whispered. I covered my neck. Jesus as if this could get any worse.
"I'll tell the manager what's happening, you head home and you know..."
She said.
"Rachel! My friend's coming over tomorrow. What do I do?"
I asked.
"Cancel the plans.
"He's coming over from the US."
I added. She looked away.
"Act like you're sick. Or just avoid seeing him by coming here."
Rachel suggested.
"I'll think about it later, I need to get home before anything else happens."
I said. She nodded as I exited the shop.
I sat curled up on my bed, and feel my stomach ache. (My versions of heat aren't as bad as others. It's kinda like a period without the blood and you're just slightly horny. Also your face is red 24/7 and your a higher temperature than usual along with the scent and slick and all that jazz). I closed my eyes and struggled to fall asleep. Eventually I dozed off.
The next day.
I woke up and skipped breakfast. Dream should've told me before hand! I sighed and stopped by the grocery store, buying a pastry. Thankfully my mask took up most of my face so no one could tell how red I was. I paid for the pastry and walked out of the store, eating quickly and rushing to the cafe.
I was told by the manager I was going to be cooking the entire day. I entered the shop, got in the kitchen, and checked my phone. Nothing.
I continued cooking and making coffees until I felt my phone buzz.
Dream: In the airport, grabbing a taxi.
Read 11:49
I sighed and continued making the mocha I had started. I felt uneasy, and my face was turning pinker.
George: I'm running errands and won't be home by 2:00
Dream: I'm eating lunch
Time skip
I walked inside my house, seeing Dream's book bag on the floor. I walked to the guest room and knocked on the door, while taking off my mask and hiding my ears. I heard him get up and the door swung open. He groaned while stretching.
"What's up?"
He asked tiredly.
"Dream!"
I exclaimed. I looked at his blonde hair. He was better looking than I expected. He leaned over to hug me but I flinched away, knowing I was sensitive to his touch. He looked at me confused and upset.
"I feel a little sick."
I blurted. He eyes widen.
"George, you could have Covid!"
Dream panicked.
"Oh no, I don't having any lung issues, I'm just burning up."
I explained nervously.
"George! That's one of the symptoms!"
Dream yelled.
"Calm down Dream. I'm positive it's-"
"George! This is serious!"
Dream yelled. I blushed at his consideration.
"Dream's it's not Covid, I know it isn't"
I assured him.
"Really then what is it then George?"
Dream asked putting his hands on my shoulders. I softened up.
"I-I can't tell you."
I said quietly.
"Why not?"
Dream asked loudly.
"It's.. I'm fine okay. I'm not sick."
I said. He glared at me.
"Then why are you burning up?"
Dream asked. I felt overwhelmed and snapped.
"I'm a cat hybrid. And an omega."
I said shouted. Dream's eyes widened and leaned back.
"You should've told me earlier, I could've stayed at a hotel for a while!"
Dream said picking up his bag.
"No don't leave!"
I blurted. He looked at me surprised.
"What? Why not?"
He asked. I walked over to him and put his hands on my waist. I stood on the tip of my toes and pecked his cheeks. His face turned rosy and he sat on the bed. I sat on top of him and pushed him downwards aggressively.
(I just changed the POV for no freaking reason)
George slammed his lips onto Dream's face and unbuckled his belt. Dream's eyes widen and his face heated up. Dream his hand underneath George's shirt and pinched his neck and chest.
"Dream..."
George whimpered.
Part 2 coming soon
