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”Sometimes I wonder if I’m too much.” He had arrived about two hours ago, smelling of coffee and sugar, and sighing deeply while he took his laptop out.
George has had a separate desk set for his school work for a while now, and naturally Kimi had taken his spot, fingers starting their dance on the keyboard. George had been able to send the last work emails of the week before he had a lap full of a sweet omega.
Almost scared of the happiness he was feeling George had turned off his own device, and carried Kimi to the bedroom for a good cuddle.
”What do you mean?” George strokes a gentle hand down the boy’s back. He is becoming a man, his shoulders and arms stronger than they used to be six months ago.
”That I’m an omega.”
George wants to do the right things. They have shared some intimacy, and this pleasant, expectant tension together, but he is planning to ask, and then he is going to court like Kimi deserves to be courted. With sweet things showing he knows the omega, and with generous things proving he can provide and protect.
”You have to be a little more specific.”
”I want someone who is gentle. And understanding.”
”You don’t even need to want an alpha or a partner. This isn’t 1950s anymore, sweetheart.” Clearly Kimi has some worryingly old-fashioned and strict ideas of alphas, omegas, and the relationships between them. It’s a partnership between them, not George treating his omega like a pretty decoration, a glorified sex slave. He is dizzy from these emotions, wanting this life with this omega, but Kimi would only needs to say the word if he wants to go.
He’d give a part of himself to George, and George would do exactly same in return. Kimi would be making his own decisions and choices in life.
Kimi turns on his side on the bed, his dark eyes intense on George’s face.
”You’d be gentle?”
”My omega would be my biggest treasure.” Kimi nods, his whole face turning a pale shade of pink, when he raises a hand, letting it rest on the alpha’s side.
”I want to be here. With you.” Kimi sighs, ”But I want to go slowly. Baby steps and all. And have good communication.”
”Whatever you want. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Is there anything else worrying you?”
”No, not right now. People just sometimes say all kind of stuff… Some omegas are rejecting alphas altogether, only wanting to be with other omegas or betas. I respect their opinions, but I want to be with you. I feel safe with you.”
”I’m honored to hear that. I feel safe and good with you too. It's okay if an omega doesn't like alphas, but you have to make your own decisions.” Sometimes he finds small notes from the omega hidden among his work stuff, or returns from the office to Kimi having a simple, warm meal waiting. They are in different phases of life, but they are also happy to exist side by side. The corporate routine looks a little less dull, when he has Kimi to return home to.
George kisses his forehead, and watches Kimi snuggling closer. He is clearly tired after a week of classes, and hours at his coffee shop job, and lets his eyes shut. The alpha sits up for a second, pulling a blanket over the boy.
George would let him sleep for a little bit before getting up for dinner. Maybe they could go out for a walk later. Having some fresh air would be good.