Work Text:
Tommy was excited.
Today would be the first Summer Gala he was old enough to go to.
As Techno, his older brother, helped fix the last lace on his gown, he reminded Tommy, ‘Remember that Wilbur’s just paranoid, okay? Just have fun.’
’Whatever! Got it!’ Tommy rolled his eyes. As if he hadn’t heard it enough times.
The two Omegas smiled at each other before Techno hurried downstairs, long pink hair brushing against the corset of his dress. ‘Hurry up! It’s about to start!’
Tommy ran downstairs after him, Wilbur’s warnings ringing in his head:
Never get attached to an Alpha who you don’t know well. Don’t wander off along without another Omega. Especially avoid the ones with the animal pins. They’re the most dangerous and the most secretive. Only ones that have secrets to hide are secretive.
Tommy sighed. Ever since Wilbur had been cheated on by the Omega who turned out to be a fish, Wilbur had never been the same.
………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
Tommy was bored. There was nothing to do. He waved idly at his best friends, Tubbo and Ranboo, who waved back. The Betas were smitten with each other and would probably do fine on their own.
He was just about to leave when someone bumped into him. Cinnamon and oak wafted up his nose.
’Whoops, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry it was an accident I didn’t mean to bump into you my fault sorry-‘ The Alpha exclaimed. Tommy blinked, drunk in her scent.
She isn’t really bad.
’Uhhhh… hi?’ Tommy asked uncertainly.
The girl looked up and they locked eyes. Sky blue stared into turquoise, and for a moment Tommy knew she was his and he was hers and they were meant to be together and he would never leave her and she would protect him-
’Hey, you alright? Earth to Omega,’ the girl called as she waved her hand in front of his face.
’Sorry, just need some fresh air,’ Tommy gasped. The air was suddenly stifling and he couldn’t breathe.
’Oh my god. Ooooookay, I’ll take you outside,’ the girl murmured, wrapping an arm around his waist.
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
The night air was warm and a gentle breeze blew. Tommy softly inhaled the Alpha’s scent.
She smelt good. The spicy taste of cinnamon and saffron drifted through the air, mixing well with the woody smell.
’What’s your name?’ The Alpha asked him.
Tommy exhaled and replied, ‘Tommy.’
’Tommy’, the girl echoed, adjusting the hem of Tommy’s scarlet dress. ‘Be careful, the wind’s blowing.’
‘What’s your name?’ Tommy asked.
The girl smiled. ‘My name’s Lola.’ She removed something from her golden dress and dropped it into his palm. ‘Keep it safe as a reminder. Can we send letters?’
‘Yes,’ Tommy croaked. ‘Definitely.’
He hesitated a second longer before saying softly, ‘Lola, I-‘
’WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE?’ Wilbur shrieked. Lola flinched. So did Tommy before turning around and yelled, ‘WILBUR, I’M HAVING A MOMENT!’
Wilbur growled, ‘Fuck you, Alpha, you don’t claim my brother,’ as he dragged Tommy away.
’Let me go!’ Tommy yelled, struggling against Wilbur’s hold. ‘Why can’t I talk to her?’
’She’s an Alpha, Tommy, don’t you remember what I said?’ Wilbur snapped.
………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
Tommy missed Lola.
He missed her shining turquoise eyes, her gentle touch, her melodic laugh.
The letters she sent were surprisingly genuine.
I’m sorry I couldn’t do anything, Tommy. I miss you! Do you think it’s possible for us to meet up? Love you, bye!
Tommy had written back every time. He missed her.
Unfortunately, he was forced to burn the letters she sent him as Wilbur would find out. It felt like he was burning a part of his heart along with them.
He missed her so much.
But he’d always trusted in her.
Always trusted that she’d come back for him.
He gently slipped the pin out of his pocket. The golden phoenix glinted in the sunlight.
A squawking interrupted his thoughts. He eagerly ran over to the window and detached the letter from the parrot’s leg.
Tommy, I’m sorry. This is the last letter I’m sending to you. Wilbur found out. Do not reply to this.
Tommy glanced at the parrot, who had flown away.
Uncontrollable tears streamed down his cheeks.
Was that it? Were they done?
No.
The thought was clear and shot through his sadness, a beam of sunlight slicing through the dark clouds.
Lola, I’m not giving up on you just yet.
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
It was Sunday, a beautiful day. Tommy ran up to Techno and Phil, who were discussing something.
’Guys, I’m going out,’ he called.
Techno raised an eyebrow. ‘This isn’t about Lola, is it?’
Tommy rolled his eyes. ‘No.’
Phil sighed. ‘Yes.’
Tommy mimicked him. ‘Yes.’
Phil sighed again. ‘Look, Tommy, you need to know that we support you, okay? Wilbur’s just scared, but he isn’t right. You deserve her, okay?’
Tommy nodded and flung himself into his dad’s arms.
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
‘Lola!’ Tommy called, racing up to her.
’Tommy,’ Lola replied. ‘Didn’t Wilbur say you couldn’t see me?’
’Phil convinced him to let me,’ Tommy explained, hugging her. ‘I missed you so much.’
Lola looked surprised but let him hug her anyway.
’Lola, I have something to tell you,’ Tommy said quietly.
Lola looked at her, urging him to continue.
Tommy took a deep breath. ‘I…love you.’
Lola smiled. ‘I love you too.’
They were together. That was what mattered.