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In the Alpha’s Den
Red oak, engine oil, musk, a hint of scotch, and….cherries? That was the closest you could get to describing that smell. The scent was the first thing you noticed when you woke up. It was absolutely wonderful. You laid there for a few minutes just breathing it in. That’s when you noticed the music. Classic rock? Kansas was playing in the other room. That was strange, you didn’t have any Kansas albums. Something else seemed to be working its way into the marvelous smell. Bacon? Sure enough, you could hear sizzling and foot steps coming from the kitchen. You didn’t have a roommate. That was enough to snap you out of your mellow and make you open your eyes. Your heart stopped. This wasn’t your apartment. The scent left no room for doubt. The apartment’s owner was an alpha. Oh no. You did a quick neck check. Good, no mating marks and you were still mostly clothed. Your jeans were on the floor but your undergarments were still intact. They hadn’t done anything to you. So why were you here? How did you get here? Your thoughts were interrupted when the door creaked open. A man walked through the doorway carrying two plates. He had the most beautiful green eyes.
“Hey” smiled the alpha, “I uh, I figured you might be hungry. I made us some bacon and eggs. But if you don’t like it, or if you’re vegan, I can get you something else.”
The scent of fear and confusion had been rolling off you in waves since you woke up. He couldn’t blame you, he had been pretty freaked out too. Dean had come home after a long day at work only to find you sleeping in his bed. He was going to wake you but your scent stopped him in his tracks. You smelled like spice, honey, and lavender. It was mouth watering and it took everything in his power to pull away. That was strange, omegas usually smelled good but he had never come across a scent so tempting. He backed out of the room and closed the door. Your scent was wafting into the living room now. He couldn’t help but take a few deep breaths. He fished his phone out of his pocket and called the only person he knew who might be able to make sense of it.
“Hey Dean” came Bobby’s voice over the phone, “It’s pretty late, everything okay?”
“There’s an omega in my bed.” Dean blurted out,
“Oh, is that so?”
“Yeah! I just came home and there they were in my bed cuddled up with one of my favorite shirts!”
, Bobby did everything in his power to keep from laughing “How did they smell?”
“Amazing” Dean breathed, “Like spices, honey, and wild flowers. Wait, why are we talking about this!?”
, Dean could hear the smirk in his voice as Bobby spoke “Just wondering”
“This isn’t the time for joking around! I don’t even know how they got in! I keep my door and windows locked plus the security system was still armed!”
“Well, it makes sense that your soul mate would be the wily type.”
“Yeah well, wily or not, there’s no excuse for breaking into someone’s-What!?”
,Bobby just chuckled “Its the homing and nesting instincts. I’m guessing you were doing a whole lot of cleaning before they showed up.”
Now that he though about it, he had been cleaning non-stop in his free time. He had always been kind of a clean freak but it had gotten a little out of hand lately. Last week, he spent three hours cleaning the ceiling. Until Bobby had mentioned it, it had all seemed so natural.
“Well, now that you mention it, I had been sprucing up the place a bit.” Dean replied sheepishly, “Wait, are you telling me I was…”
, he could hear the smile in Bobby’s voice “You were nesting. It only happens with true mates. The alpha starts nesting and the omega is drawn to the den afterwards.”
Dean’s mind was reeling. The omega in the other room was his true mate? It made sense. Your scent was driving me crazy. And he had been fighting the urge to join you when he saw you laying in his bed.
“What do I do?” Dean sighed,
“You can start by getting off the phone with me, you knucklehead.” Bobby smiled, “Go be with your mate. And don’t worry, the same thing happened with me and my wife. When they wake up, they may not remember going to your place. They may be a little confused so just try and take it easy.”
“Right, I’ll take it easy.”
“Good, I’m getting off the phone now. Good luck, lover boy.”
Dean cracked the bedroom door. You were still fast a sleep and he didn’t have the heart to wake you. He didn’t realize how nervous he was until he tried to go to sleep. You pretty much claimed the bed so he decided to snooze on the couch. Or at least, that was the plan. He had so many questions. What was your name? Where were you from? What kind of music did you like? Would you like him? Before he knew it, morning had come and the creaks from the old spring mattress told him you were waking up. Well, he was far too exited to sleep. Minus well make breakfast.
And that’s where you are now. You just stared at him like a dear caught in headlights. Fear mingled with your scent. He didn’t like that, he didn’t like that at all. He wanted you to be happy. It was so strange. He just met you. He didn’t even know your name but he knew that he’d do whatever it took to make you happy and keep you safe. He took a step forward and you jumped.
“I-I’m sorry” you sputtered, “I didn’t mean to intrude. I don’t even remember coming here.”
“It’s alright, I’m not going to hurt you. I just want to talk.”
He handed you a plate and sat at the edge of the bed. The way he looked at you was rather unnerving. He was looking at you as if you were the most beautiful creature in the world. That wasn’t right. Where you were from, alphas didn’t look at omegas that way. To them, omegas were pets or servants at best. Omegas were not something to be adored or cherished. But the way he looked at you, it swept away every negative thought you ever had about being an omega. A blush crept along your cheeks and that seemed to bring a smile to his face.
“I-uh I know this is pretty strange. But I’ve been talking to a friend and he says this is something that happens to true mates. We’re drawn to each other. That’s why you wondered into my apartment. And that’s why, from the moment I saw you, I wanted to do everything I could to keep you safe and happy.”
His words were meant to bring comfort but you found yourself trembling. How many times? How many times had you heard an alpha say that to their omega back home? Your brother wasn’t allowed to leave his house because his alpha wanted to keep him safe. When you were younger, your father struck your mother many times and claimed it was for her own good. He claimed that the rules of the house were meant to keep omegas safe. He said that when omegas broke the rules, they needed to be punished so they would better follow them. In all that time, you never felt safe. That’s why you left. You ran away in hopes of finding a place where you did feel safe and happy. You had managed to make a cozy little life for yourself far away from those terrible alphas back home. You worked at a diner that was a five-minute walk from your apartment. You had finally found a place were you truly felt joy. But here you were in the den of some alpha who claimed to be your soulmate. True mates. The alphas back home used that as an excuse to chain and beat their omegas. As far as you were concerned, true mate was just another way of saying property. You refused to be anyone’s property.
“Are you okay?” asked Dean, “You’ve been pretty quiet.”
“Uh, yeah I’m fine. May I have a glass of water?”
, his face seemed to light up at the request “Yeah, absolutely! I was so nervous that I didn’t even think about that! I’ll get us some napkins too. I’ll be back in a second!”
Now was your chance. You waited until he was in the kitchen to make your move. Your plan had been to exit through the window and hope it wasn’t too far up. Thankfully, your exodus was made simpler with the use of a fire escape. His apartment was only on the third floor so it wouldn’t take you long to reach the ground. The music playing in the living room helped cover the noise from the old window.
Dean didn’t know you were gone until he saw his empty bed. How? Where did you go? Everything clicked then he saw a smudge on the window. Your heart stopped when you heard his window open. You froze when his eyes met yours. You were at the last latter. All you had to do was move and you’d be on the ground. But that look of his kept you in place. You had expected him to be angry. Instead, he just looked confused. The fear he was smelling on you was much stronger now. What was wrong? What had he done? Whatever he did, he’d do whatever it took to make it better. He just wanted to talk to you. He wanted to know what was wrong. He moved onto the fire escape. But the moment he moved out the window, you were off. You jumped off the latter and ran out the ally. And just like that, you were gone.
You left his life just as quickly as you had entered. Dean let his vision drift over his bedroom. There were some dirty clothes on the ground and his bed linens had been tussled by his unexpected guest. Your scent still lingered in the apartment but all that fear had sullied your fragrance. And of course, your bacon and eggs were untouched on the nightstand. Well, there was nothing left to do but clean up. The rest of the day seemed to go by in a haze for the oldest Winchester. It didn’t take Sam long to notice the difference in his big brother. Nothing seemed to hold his interest for very long. Sam would turn back around to find Dean staring off into space with that dismal look on his face. Dean insisted nothing was wrong, no matter how many times Sam asked. It took three beers and a few shots of whiskey before Dean finally relented.
“So, they broke into your place, hardly said a thing, then just ran?”
“Yeah” sighed Dean, “That’s the gist of it.”
“That brings back memories.”
“What?”
“Well, when I first met Gabriel, he was asleep in my bed. I didn’t know what was going on and neither did he.”
“You never told me that.”
“We didn’t now it was a soul mate thing. Plus, things would get awkward if we told that story when people ask us how we met.”
“So, did Gabe run away too?”
,Sam smiled thinking back on that day “No, we spent the whole day cuddling in bed. We talked for hours and I’ve never felt so at peace.
“So, it’s me then.” Dean groaned,
“Dean, I doubt your soul mate would think that. They barely know you. There may be something else going on here. A lot of omegas are afraid of alphas. They run into a bad alpha and they never get over it. Unfortunately, its a pretty common condition. Dean?”
Dean had been grasping his beer with white knuckles and growling. He didn’t even realize he had been doing it until Sam had said his name. The idea of some alpha traumatizing you aggravated him to no end. If he had his way, he’d find the alpha responsible and pound them into the dirt. After that, he’d spend the rest of his life making you happy. But there was nothing he could do about it now. You were gone and from the looks of it, you didn’t want to be found. He spent the rest of the night drinking his troubles away. Gabriel gave him a lift home and the drunk alpha staggered up to his apartment.
His heart stopped. In that moment, Dean was stone sober. You were back, snuggled up in his bed like the first time he saw you. Once again, you were cuddling with one of his favorite shirts. Your scent hung in the air and he found himself breathing deeply. He doubted he would ever get enough of it. When you were at peace, your scent was absolutely divine. For the second time, he found himself fighting the urge to crawl into bed and hold you. But he was more than happy to snag a blanket and sleep on the couch.
Dean was over the moon. He wouldn’t make the same mistake twice. He’d take things slow. He’d ask you for your name. And maybe, just maybe, he’d be able to convince you to get a cup of coffee with him. After a while, the alcohol in his system had finally gotten the best of him and the alpha drifted off to sleep. You had been quiet, so very quiet. But alphas were known for their sensitive ears. Shutting the window after making your way onto the fire escape had been just loud enough to wake him.
“No, no, no, not again!” shouted Dean, “Wait! I just want to talk to you!”
You didn’t bother stopping this time as you made your way down the fire escape. Why was this happening? You knew you needed to get away but there was something nagging at you. He seemed so sweet and wonderful. There was a part of you who wanted to go back. But you knew that was foolish. What was the point of running away from home if you were just going to run into the arms of some other alpha? He may look pretty. He may seem sweet but you knew that would change the moment you dropped something or spoke out of turn. It was better this way. There’s no way he was as wonderful as he seemed.
For the second time, Sam found his brother down in the dumps. Dean’s run-away omega had left him blue while Sam was doing everything in his power not to smile. Whoever this omega was, they had his macho, in command, big brother wrapped around their finger.
“I told you, Sammy.” Dean mumbled after his fourth shot, “I ruined it. They don’t want anything to do with me.”
“Don’t worry, they’ll be back again tonight.”
“How do you know?”
“It’s instinct.” Smiled the moose, “They’re drawn to your home and are soothed by your scent. They’ll be back.”
“Well then, what can I do? Every time they see me, they run for the hills!”
“Get creative.”
“What?”
“How much do you know about omega care and Omega Care products?”
You felt good, really good. You couldn’t remember the last time you slept this well. And then that scent hit your nose. That wonderful, addicting scent could only mean one thing. You opened your eyes and weren’t at all surprised to find yourself laying in that alpha’s bed. But something was different. The formerly bare windows now had curtains draped over them. The only light seeping into the room came from the gaps between the fabric. Black out curtains? That wasn’t the only difference. The blankets on the bed had been changed too. They were far softer than the ones they replaced. Fuck, they felt good. You could snuggle up in these blankets all day. They were so soft and his scent was all over them. You almost drifted off to sleep a second time but the creaking floor boards in the other room stopped you. Right, super comfy bedding aside, you were still in an alpha’s den. You scanned the room, put your pants on. You made sure you didn’t leave anything behind and you made your escape.
Dean sat in the living room with a goofy grin on his face. Your scent wafting through the living room had put him in a great mood. Sure, he still wished he could crawl into bed and hold you. But the sweet smell of his content omega was enough to make him happy. There was no fear tainting it this time and he was free to enjoy it until you woke up. Those Omega Care blankets and black out curtains had done the trick. Dean knew his family had a long history of spoiling omegas. But until he met you, he didn’t really pay attention. So, he was in for quite the surprise when his brother dragged him to the local Bed, Bath, and Beyond. Omega Care, as the name implied, was a company that designed products for omegas. Their signature product was a line of bedding. The linen in question was ridiculously soft, even by omega standards. Omegas tended to have a stronger sense of touch. What was considered super soft or smooth to alphas and betas was only kind of soft or smooth to an omega. The company claimed that their linens were “omega approved” and that it would help any omega sleep well especially after introducing the linen to their alpha’s scent. Sam also recommended black out curtains. According to his baby brother, some omegas had sensitive eyes. It made sense. Alphas tended to have better hearing and a stronger sense of taste. Of course, mother nature would balance things out. So, he bought some black out curtains just in case.
His home improvements seemed to have the desired effect. You were out like a light and he could hear a soft purr when he put his ear to the door. You were usually up and out of there the moment the sun rose but not today. It was three hours past sunrise and you were still fast asleep. He could tell from your scent that you were a peace. He didn’t want to ruin that by waking you. It took everything in him to get up. Right, he had a mission to complete. He cracked the door and briefly scanned the area. He searched the floor and found his target, your pants. He noticed pretty early on that you shimmied your pants off as you slept so he decided to use that to his advantage. His job done, he left the room and plopped back down on the couch. It had been a close call. The springs in his old mattress begun the creak the moment he closed the door. You were waking up. You to pulled yourself together and left in a flash. Once he heard the window shut, he sighed and sunk deeper into the couch. He hated seeing you go but at least he knew your name now.
This was getting ridiculous. You had to find a way to stop this. You wouldn’t be able to slip away from the alpha forever. Plus, you didn’t like the idea of repeatedly breaking and entering into anyone’s place, especially when you didn’t remember doing it. Your boss had been absolutely giddy when you told her about it. You were usually there before everyone else. But that hadn’t been the case for the last few days. Ellen wasn’t mad but she was worried. After you told her everything, she had the biggest smile on her face.
“Well, we’ll have to adjust your schedule until you get this sorted out.” Ellen smiled, “Does the night shift work for you?”
“Yes ma’am. Um, Mrs. Ellen, why are you smiling like that?”
“Finding your soulmate doesn’t happen every day, honey.”
, you groaned and buried your head in your hands “Please don’t tell me you believe in this soulmate stuff too.”
“Of course! People don’t talk about the nesting and homing instincts too often since it rarely happens. He’s your soulmate. You can’t ignore something like this forever. “
“I don’t know about that.” You laughed nervously, “I think I’ve had my fill of alphas.”
,a concerned Ellen placed a hand on your shoulder “I know you’ve been though a lot and I know its hard. But believe me when I say not all alphas are bad. My William was wonderful.”
“I’m sure he was but not all alphas are. I don’t want to risk it.”
“Do you at least know his name?”
“No, I never stopped to ask.” You admitted, “But he has the most beautiful green eyes and he smells so good and…”
You stopped when you saw that big smile return to Ellen’s face. How embarrassing, you were going on and on like a fool.
“I…I’ll get to work.”
“Okay” Ellen chuckled, “You can take tomorrow off and start working the night shift after that.”
You were about half way through your shift when you felt something poking you. It was something in your pocket. Your house keys, perhaps? No, your keys were in your other pocket. You fished the mystery object out. An envelope? It was a small envelope with a key and a letter. It was from the alpha. The key was to his place. His hand writing was bold and a little messy, kind of like him. It said that he wanted to make you feel welcomed and that you could stop by anytime you wanted.
The rest of your shift flew by and you headed out for the night. Tonight, would be different. You were going strait home. Tomorrow, you were going to wake up in your bed in your own apartment. This strange habit of waking up in that alpha’s den would end tonight!
Your after-work routine consisted of dinner, some news, and sometimes a movie. You’d eventually grow tired and usually end up falling asleep on the couch in your work clothes. Tonight, however, you decided to go straight to bed. Everything was going as planned. Or at least, that’s what you thought. The first sign that something was wrong was a stinging sensation. There was a cut on your foot. Upon further inspection, you found other small scrapes on both of your feet. The stringing had been caused by a gash on your left foot. This was bad. The cut was bleeding and left a red smudge on the sheets. He would see it. He’d get mad and try to hurt you. The door swung open at that moment.
Dean was enjoying your scent as always when he smelt it. Blood? Judging by the smell, it wasn’t a large amount of blood, maybe a deep cut. Your life wasn’t in danger but you were definitely hurt. What happened? Why were you hurt? He had to help you. He knew how easily you were startled by him. He wanted to give you your space and let you come and go as you pleased. But he couldn’t just stand by when you were hurt. His body seemed to go into motion before he could stop himself. You were sitting up. The sight of you trembling was becoming far too common for his taste. The sheets were pulled back just enough for him to see a bit of red. He stepped forward and you scrambled out of the bed towards the window.
“I-I’m sorry!” you whispered, “I’m so sorry. I tried, I really tried not to come here last night. I remember going home and going to bed but I still ended up here.”
Watching you like this broke his heart. Dean wanted to hold you and assure you that everything would be okay. But more than that, he wanted to patch up that bleeding foot. Judging by your limp and the blood, it had to hurt something fierce. You couldn’t even open the window to leave because your hands were shaking so badly. He had to do something fast. He couldn’t tell if it was the fear or the pain but your face was going pale. The amount of blood flowing out of the cut when you tried walking troubled him too. If you left now, you wouldn’t make it home. Your injury could get worse if left untreated or you could get hit by a car in your dazed state. He couldn’t let you leave, not like this. So, he did the only thing he could think of.
“Stop.”
That voice, that tone, you knew it well. An alpha call. Your body was like a statue. What was this? You should be able to break this, you had done it before. Back home, the alphas used that damn call all the time. It took a while, but you had built up a sort of resistance to it. Its one of the reasons you could escape. So why? Why couldn’t you fight this?
“Sit on the bed.”
Your feet moved without your permission. You were soon sitting at the foot of the bed. The alpha knelt in front of you and examined your wound.
“Good, its not as bad as it looks.” He said relieved, “Don’t move, I’m getting the first aid kit.”
Your vision drifted towards the window the moment he left the room. You could leave. You could leave right now. But how far would you get? How far could you get in your condition. You were dizzy and any weight you put on that foot only made the bleeding worse. Walking the few paces from the window to the bed had been difficult. He would catch you for sure. Okay, new plan. He said he was getting a first aid kit, right? He was probably going to patch you up to earn your trust then elicit some sort of punishment for all the trouble you caused. You didn’t mind sticking around to clean up the mess, that was the least you could do. But you wouldn’t stay long enough for him to collar you or demand some sort of favor. By the time you were done cleaning, you would have recovered enough to at least escape.
, your thoughts were interrupted by his voice “Don’t even think about it.”
You were staring intently at the window when Dean came back. You had stayed put like he asked but you looked like you were ready to bolt. He knelt down and began cleaning your wound. You were still shaking slightly but it wasn’t nearly as bad as it had been before. Despite everything, he couldn’t stop himself from smiling. It had been nice having you in his apartment but this was pure bliss. Being this close to you, helping you, touching you, your gaze on him, it was wonderful. The moment his skin touched yours, it was like something clicked into place for him. And as much as you didn’t want to admit it, you felt it too. From the moment his thumb brushed against your heel, a pleasant tingling had spread through out your entire body. He finished bandaging your foot. He insisted that you rest and so you did. It was hard to argue when you were laid out on the bed with a pleasant buzz ridding through your skin.
Dean was more than a little pleased with himself when he saw the smile creeping along your blush dusted face. The only thing to knock you out of your daze was the sound of a bucket clanging. Oh yeah, you had made a mess in the alpha’s den and he was going to command you to clean it up any moment now. You let out a bit of a whimper as you sat up. You were more than a little surprised when a hand rested on your stomach.
“It’s alright.” Dean cooed, “Just rest, I’ll take care of everything.”
“What?”
“Well, the blood will stain the spot if I don’t get it up soon.” He smiled,
“Please, stop it.”
“Stop what?”
“Being so nice.” You groaned, “I know you’re mad. I know you’re going to do something to me for what I did to you floor and sheets. So stop playing your games! I’m not strong enough to run so there’s no need to pretend. I made the mess so I’ll clean the floor. I’ll take a beating as punishment too. But if you even think about violating me in that way, I’ll claw your eyes out!”
You heard footsteps approach the bed. Your body tensed, waiting for impact. But all you felt was the bed dip slightly. You eventually opened your eyes and saw the alpha staring at you. He sat there with this concerned look on his face. Was he actually worried about you?
, his face turned to stone as he spoke “I don’t know what happened to you. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. But I would never hurt you. Where I’m from, omegas are loved and cherished. Hell, my brother spoils his rotten.”
Your face was cherry red. It was so weird hearing an alpha talk like this. It was kind of embarrassing. Loving and cherishing omegas? It seemed too good to be true. For all you knew, he was waiting for you to let your guard down. You could end up collared and chained if you weren’t careful.
“You don’t believe me?”
“Cherishing an Omega? It sounds too good to be true. Omegas are like property or servants.”
“What?” Dean barked, “That’s ridiculous!”
“That’s how it works where I’m from.” You sighed,
“Well, it shouldn’t!”
Dean couldn’t believe what he was hearing. How could someone make you feel this way? He’d find them! He’d find the ones responsible and beat them to a bloody pulp! He could feel his blood boiling. He didn’t know he had been growling until he stopped. All that rage seemed to drain from him the moment you placed a hand on his fist.
“Its alright. It’s all behind me.” You said trying to calm the alpha, “I’m miles away from that place. I’m here with you.”
Were you seriously trying to comfort this alpha? You knew you should keep your guard up but it was all so natural with him. All your actions and all of your words just seemed to flow out of you. Damn, why did you feel so comfortable around him?
, He unclenched his fist and took your hand in his “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to get so worked up.”
“Eh, it happens to the best of us.” You said resting your head on his shoulder,
That had been a mistake. Fuck, why did he have to smell so good? Being so close to him was too much of a temptation. You moaned and moved to the nape of his neck. Dean was content to let you take in his scent. It gave him the chance to scent you as well. You were both now laying on the bed in a blissful daze. The red droplets on the floor and smear on the sheets long forgotten. You must have stayed like that for a few hours. Dean was in heaven. For the first time, his omega was resting in his arms. No trembling, no fear tinged scent, just your soft purrs as you breathed him in. He could get used to this. He could definitely get used to this.
Then all of a sudden, it was over. You were suddenly stiff in his arms. Damn this alpha and his amazing scent. His wonderful smell had filled your mind and body with a lovely sensation. But in that moment, your mind had cleared enough to comprehend your actions. You were currently being held by and sniffing this strange alpha. What happens now? He had you and you doubt he would let you go. His hold was loose but he could tighten it if he wanted. There was no escaping this time. He may have spoke of omegas being loved and cherished but pretty words are easy to come by. And he was an alpha after all.
Dean frowned slightly at the change in your scent. His frown only deepened when he felt you trembling. He unwrapped his arms from your waist and waited to see what you would do. What was happening? Was he letting you go? Was this some sort of test? What on earth was he up to? Then you felt a hand on your cheek.
“Its alright. You’re safe. I would never hurt you.” Dean smiled, “You’re free to come and go as you please. The only reason I stopped you this time is because you were hurt.”
“Oh…I see.”
“You cant walk on that foot right now. I know you don’t trust me but can I give you a ride home?”
Now that you thought about it, he was right. You didn’t have any shoes at the moment and walking to the window had been painful. Walking home could be problematic.
“I could call you a cab.” Said Dean bringing you out of your thoughts, “That way, you don’t have to worry about me learning where you live.”
“That’s sweet of you. But I woke up here in my PJ’s. I don’t have my wallet with me.”
,Dean just laughed and sat up “I’d pay for the cab.”
“I couldn’t ask you to do that!”
“Sure, you can!” Dean smiled, “I’ll put it on my card. You tell the driver where you want to go and they’ll charge me once you’re home.”
“Well…that sounds alright.”
“Awesome.” Said Dean getting out of bed, “I’ll call the cab. It’s a little chilly outside so you can borrow one of my jackets. I also have some slippers you can borrow.”
“Okay, I guess I can drop them back off when I pay you back.”
“What?”
“I’m paying you back.”
“No, you’re not!”
“Yes I am!”
“I’ll sneak it in your pant’s pocket while you’re sleeping!”
“I’ll leave it on your nightstand before I go!” You glared, “I’m the one who breaks into your house and sleeps in your bed every night! You’ve been forced to sleep on your own couch every night for almost a week! You even bought new linens for me. I’ve inconvenienced you enough!”
“I don’t mind. It’s a pretty comfy couch.” The alpha laughed, “And I leave the door open for you now. Plus, you have a key so it’s technically not ‘breaking in’.”
“You leave your door unlock!?”
“Yeah, so you can come and go as you please.”
“But what about burglars!?”
“I’m pretty good in a fight.”
“What if they have a gun or something!” you said anxiously, “You can’t just leave you door unlocked!”
Dean was grinning ear to ear as he was being yelled at by his spirited omega. You were having an actual conversation! You were mildly irritated with him but you weren’t scared. You were getting comfortable around him.
, he chuckled and threw his hands up in surrender “Alright, I’ll keep the door locked from now on.”
With that settled, he called a cab. You had no shoes or jacket to speak of, so he lent you a jacket and slippers.
“Are you sure this is okay?” you asked as he slipped the jacket on you, “You said its going to be chilly tonight and you.”
“That’s why I’m lending it to you. It will keep you nice and warm.”
You turned away and pretended to adjust the jacket as you hid your blush. Damn him. Why did he have to say such weird stuff? You still weren’t used to an alpha being so nice. The cab didn’t take too long to arrive. You wouldn’t admit it but you were kind of disappointed it arrived so quickly.
“Um, thank you for all of this. I didn’t mean to be so much trouble.”
“Its no problem at all.” Dean smiled, “I could get used to your kind of trouble.”
He was the one blushing this time. He covered his face with his hand and turned away but the damage was already done. You saw the red cover his cheeks and couldn’t help but laugh. He was so cute when he was embarrassed.
“I’ll return your things and pay you back tomorrow.”
“Its okay, you can hang on to them as long as you want. And I thought we agreed the taxi was on me?”
“I agreed to let you pay for it but I never said I wouldn’t pay you back.” You smiled, “Well, I guess I’ll see you later, Dean.”
His name rolling off your tongue sent shivers down his spine. He could get used to that.
“I, uh, I guess I’ll see you later, (Y/N).”
“Wait, how did you know my name?”
“I may have.. gone through your pockets while you were sleeping. Are you mad?”
,You laughed and stepped into the cab “Surprisingly enough, I’m okay with that.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I broke into your house and stole your bed. If I was in your position, I would have done the same.”
“Oh, okay then.” He smiled,
“Good night, strange alpha.”
“Good night, lovely omega.”
A goofy smile remained on your face for the entire ride home. More then once, you found yourself nuzzling into the jacket and breathing in his scent. Damn, he smelled good. Even after you took it off, you’d take little five-minute breaks during the day just to smell it. After a while, you had to force yourself to put it in the closet. Maybe if it were out of sight, you wouldn’t crave it so badly. Luckily, something was coming that would take your mind miles away from your new favorite jacket. It was a knock at the door. It was so soft, you thought it might be your imagination. When the knock came again, you thought it might be best to check.
He was a shivering, huddled mass. The mud caking his face and body made him almost unrecognizable. But the way he looked at you with those big brown eyes was all too familiar.
“Kevin?”