Louis scratched his arm, looking over the vegetables. The day had been fine. Harry was home with their children. Louis had begged to go out –he needed a breather after having such a bad night. Harry had sensed his distress and Louis left.
He parked and, when he opened the door, it had felt colder than usual.
“Louis?”
Louis turned around, smiling at a couple he’d met about a month ago. “Hi, hello.”
“Hello, how are you?”
“I am –good. Great.” He shook his head, lightheaded suddenly, “I had a rough night but I feel good.”
The omega smiled, putting a hand on his arm, “good. You look incredible, as usual. How are the children?”
“They are wonderful and so sweet.” Louis looked to the omega’s alpha, shivering at her smell. “They,” He coughed, shaking his head again. “Are growing.”
The omega tilted his head, stepping closer, “Louis.”
Louis looked up from the alpha’s shoes, “I apologize. I am fine.”
He put a hand on Louis’ shoulder, “You should go home.”
Louis growled when his shopping basket was being taken from him but released it right after, “I think- I should go home.” He looked at the alpha, “I’m sorry.”
She shook her head, holding up a hand, “go straight home.”
The omega smiled, “I can put this back for you. Go on.”
“Thank you,” Louis swallowed, “I will remember this.” He turned around, walking quickly, before running out of the supermarket. “Shit, shit!” He growled at the cold air against his warm skin. Once he entered the car, he turned it on and called Harry.
“My Camellia.”
Louis panted, buckling himself in, “my alpha.” He shut his eyes, humming, “my alpha.”
“You sound beautiful, omega. I wish we could have gone out together.” Harry sighed, “But I understand that you need your space.”
“Where are the children?”
“Abraham is being annoying in his room, Demetrius is being perfect in my office, and Abigail is being loud in my office.” Harry huffed, “when I was told teenagers were more difficult than children, I did not believe it.”
Louis’ laugh came out breathy, watching his speed on the slippery road. “Do you want to leave them alone and meet me somewhere?” He gripped the steering wheel when he came to a crossing.
Louis didn’t know if he’d ever get used to seeing such large wolves crossing the street.
“That would be wonderful. They can all fight one another to the death.” Louis heard shuffling, “you do not want to bring the groceries home first?”
“Mm, no.” Louis shuddered, stepping on the gas when the light changed. “Meet me –at Zayn’s and Liam’s –please.”
