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Damian couldn’t believe the incompetence of his fellow packmates.
Timothy had clearly entered pre-heat earlier this week and not one of them had made any arrangements to help the boy prepare. While he was grateful to be living in Gotham with his father’s pack and being free of his grandfather’s harsh upbring. He missed some of the league’s traditions when it came to dealing with cycles.
As soon as someone entered pre-rut or pre-heat, arrangements would be made to best serve the person until their cycle passed.
If he were back home, Timothy would already be preparing a massive nest surround with the softest blankets and pillows he could ask for. The fellow omegas would have pampered him and masked him in their scent so he could rest peacefully until his heat passed. Ra’s always made sure those loyal to him were treated with the best care.
Damian just didn’t understand why his father was not offering the same comforts to the omega in his pack. It was cruel to make someone go through a heat alone and he didn’t see the older boy seek comfort from other omegas. Since their pack was currently made of alphas and betas, at the very least they should be scenting him to have the comfort of pack when he lay in his nest.
Though, Damian noticed the lack of nest in his room when he investigated earlier. He knew the pack dynamics were still shaky after so many changes in the last few years. But now that everyone was on good terms, they could no longer ignore the basic needs of fellow packmates.
So, he decided if the head alpha wasn’t going to do his duty as pack leader, it fell to him as the future pack alpha.
He started off by sneaking into each one of his packmates rooms to grab clothes heavy with their scent. He knew the omega wouldn’t bother to ask for scented clothing, seeing as he hadn’t even started on a nest. Did he plan of riding it out without one?
He observed his earninngs and decided it would do for now. Once he got Timothy settled and the rest of the pack on board, they could have more options for his nest. He dumped the pile of clothes in a basket and dragged it with him as he grabbed extra blankets from the closet.
Once he felt like he gathered enough materials, he made his way to Timothy’s room. He kicked opened the door and got to work, trying to mimic the nests from his memories. Just as he finished laying the last blanket on the older boy’s bed, the door opened, and a surprised gasp made him turn around.
Timothy stared at him with a look of disbelief and for a moment, Damian was worried him may have overstepped. Timothy came closer, eyes fixated on the nest as he ran a hand across one of the blankets. He turned to where Damian stood, expression blank and scent muted so it was hard to interpret his feelings.
He reached out his arms, and slowly pulled Damian into a hug. He scented Damian with pleased, touched, and loved. The younger boy even heard a soft rumbling sound that may have been a purr but, he didn’t have his hopes up. Timothy never purred, though it would be the highest honor to receive one from his packmate.
When the older omega finally pulled away from his hug, Damian was shocked that he was wiping what looked like tears from his eyes. The older boy took a moment to clear his throat but his voice was still a little shaky when he spoke, “Damian, I don’t know what to say. Thank you for this, it means a lot.”
“I don’t understand, it’s just a nest. Surely, you’ve had someone make you one before,” Damian said, feeling troubled by his response. He had assumed the omega’s birth family had made him nests. If not, the older boy had been getting through heats without any comfort this whole time.
Timothy let out a bitter laugh, “Surprisingly, you’re the first one. Who would have guessed?”
Damian can’t help but let out an angry rumble, and Timothy stares at him questionably. “As your future pack leader, I swear this injustice will no longer continue. You will always be provided with a nest of the highest caliber moving forward. We must address this issue at once, I will call for an emergency pack meeting.”
“Whoa, wait a second baby alpha. Why don’t we chill out for a second and enjoy the nest you made me first, okay?” Tim reasons as he moves to lay down in the middle of the nest. He lets out a pleased hum as he takes in the scents of his pack. “We can tackle my pack issues after my heat okay. I honestly just want cuddles now, you grabbed all of the best blankets.”
Damian struggles as he tries to decide what his next move should be. He is leaning towards righteous fury when he notices Tim patting the space next to him. He can’t help but puff up with pride, he will be the first person invited to the nest. He lays next to his brother and smiles when he’s pulled into a cuddle. Well Damian did work hard on the nest, so he might as well enjoy the comforts.
He could yell at the rest of the pack later. Plus, when they find him and Tim later, he can gloat that he’s the only one allowed in the nest.