“Demetrius, hey.”
The omega looked up from his book, “Jeremiah.”
“Hi,” The alpha smiled awkwardly, “can I sit?”
Demetrius looked around, “is this going to be an everyday occurrence?”
Jeremiah sat anyway, “I have been sitting here almost every day since we were younger.” He chuckled, “is that bad?”
“I meant speaking to me, asking me if you can sit.” Demetrius rolled his eyes, unable to focus on the sentence in the book, “if you have sat here every day, since before, why ask now.”
“Because-”
“It was a rhetorical question.”
Jeremiah smirked, “how did the other book end?”
“Who says I finished it?”
“You have a different book today, you do not seem like the type to read two books at a time.”
Deme looked at him through his lashes, “one of the omegas changed their mind last minute.”
Jeremiah raised a brow, “oh?”
“And so the other killed both of them.”
The alpha’s mouth pulled into a grin, “sounds like your kind of story.”
“You know nothing about me.”
“No, but am I wrong?”
The omega blinked, picking up his apple, “no, you are not.”
-
“Hey, Deme.” Eva grinned, standing at the front door, “Look who is here.”
“Matthew,” It came out like a breath. The omega tried not to run to him, wrapping his arms around the alpha. “I missed you.”
Matthew hugged back, kissing the top of his head, “as have I, cookie. How are you?”
Demetrius moved back, holding his beating chest, “I am –good.”
Matthew lowered his eyes gently, taking off his shoes before walking into the house. “Is anyone home?”
“No, just I and –my mother is working, baba is with Abby and Abigail –training.”
Eva closed the door, removing her shoes, “and you did not go?”
“No, I-”
“There is no need to explain.” Matthew sat them on the couch, “instead, tell me about how you are –really.”
Eva sat on the other side of the alpha, removing her coat. Deme sat on his knees, biting his lip, “I am fine but,” he tilted his head, “I am very surprised.”
“Does not look like it.”
Matthew shoved Eva softly, “I am sure it is a surprise, omega.”
