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Luca startled awake and reached over to shut off his alarm, feeling like it had gone off all too early. Normally a 6:30 wake-up was great. Luca could take his time waking up, getting dressed, before making a protein shake and heading out for practice. 6:30 should feel like a treat compared to the team’s previous schedule where practice started at 6:45. Today he could just sleep all day.
As he makes the trek out of bed and into the ensuite bathroom Luca notices he feels maybe a little damp where he probably shouldn’t be feeling a little damp. The omega picks up his pace to hurry to the bathroom, flicks on the light only to realize he has blood covering the insides of his thighs.
“SHIT” he exclaims. His period wasn't supposed to start for another week.
‘Great’ he thinks to himself as he turns on the shower. He discards his shirt on the bathroom floor and his briefs to the sink to be washed later. Once under the warm spray of water it finally starts to register with Luca how much his body aches in various places. His lower back throbs, his thighs cramp, his hips and abdomen just plain hurt. The omega debates calling Weibe to see if he can take a rest day but he doesn’t really feel like explaining to anyone why he doesn't feel good. He just wants to suffer and get it over with.
After what feels like not long enough with the warmth Luca shuts the shower off to towel dry, put his menstrual disc in, and get dressed for practice. The omega had been strictly a tampon user until Shane had found out he was sleeping in them and he had started bleeding through during practices and games. The older omega bought him the disc and insisted he at least try using it at night.
Luca smiled at the memory of a flustered Shane at his bad habits and a very confused Ilya at why his husband was so red in the face.
Securing his towel around his waist Luca headed into his bedroom pulling some clothes from his dresser tossing them onto his bed. He grabs his phone from the charger to see a good morning message from Shane. The older omega always texts him first thing when Luca doesn't spend the night at the couple’s place, which has been happening less and less. It’s to the point Luca forces himself to go back to his apartment simply to make the fact that he pays rent worth it.
Both of his parents were betas so there was something he found so comforting about being cared for by an omega and alpha couple. Shane was slightly awkward like Luca and they could understand each other in ways others could not. Ilya somehow knew how and when to be just the way both omegas needed. Whether that was calm and comforting or crazy and energetic the alpha just had a way to be what they both needed.
Luca could feel himself getting upset about the fact that he wasn’t with them. ‘Stupid damn hormones’ he thought. Glancing back down at his phone he realized he had taken way longer than he thought in the shower and was going to be late for practice if he didn't put some pep in his step.
Quickly the omega dresses, towel dries his hair, and brushes his teeth. He considers making his usual protein shake, but decides against it, his stomach feeling slightly put off from the cramps blooming in his lower stomach. Remembering to strip his bed and throw his sheets into the wash. He settles for some water with electrolytes added, he grabs his keys, a scent patch, and his bag, heading out the door.
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He pulls into the arena a few minutes later than he would’ve liked, but he’s still able to get to the locker room before Coach comes in with his morning announcements.
He plops his bag down on his stall and starts getting all his gear in order. “What’s wrong?” Luca looks to his left to see Ilya standing next to him with a concerned look.
“Nothing” the younger replies.
Ilya doesn't seem convinced, “I think something. You have pouty look.”
“I’m not pouting, I’m not a baby Ilya.” Luca snaps, he can feel himself getting frustrated for basically no reason at all. Rozanov was just checking on him like he does all the time.
“Okay solnyshko” the alpha said rubbing the omega’s shoulder, Luca fighting himself from leaning into the touch, “Let me know if you need anything.” Ilya told him as he returned to his own stall to finish getting ready for practice.
Luca sits down to pull his shin guards on, the world tilts as he bends over. He sits up trying to regain his center of gravity just as Coach Wiebe walks in, Hollander following behind him already in most of his gear ready for practice. Shane smiles at the younger only really getting a small wave in return.
“Alright listen up,” Weibe calls everyone to attention, “I don’t have any news for you all, practice today will only be about two and a half hours.”
‘Thank fuck’ Luca thought. He knew Shane would be all over him about his bad language if he’d heard that.
“Hollander is going to run some conditioning” ,the collective groan could probably be heard down the hall, a small grin appearing on Shane’s face. “We could run conditioning for the regular practice time if you guys prefer.” The locker room became so silent you could hear a pin drop. “That’s what I thought, Hollander will go over the new drill he’s teaching today and then everyone will be on the ice in 10. Understood?’
A collective “Yes Coach” echoed through the locker room. Shane started explaining the new drill he was implementing and going over the drills they already knew they’d be doing that day. Luca was only half paying attention. He could feel Ilya’s glances from across the room as he put the rest of his gear on.
‘Today is going to suck’ he told himself as he reached down to tie his skates, his cramps making themselves known. He wished Shane would do it for him, the older would tie his skates as a show of affection before games, but right now Luca just couldn’t verbalize what he wanted. Blinking away the tears threatening to form in his eyes, Luca headed for the ice.
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Today did indeed suck. They were only an hour into practice and Luca thought he was gonna fade away into nothingness right then and there. It was like Shane fueled joy from the team’s sweat or something. Had the whole team noticed improvements to their strength and stamina since Coach Weibe put him in charge of conditioning? Yes. did that make it suck any less while actually doing it, especially while bleeding and cramping? No.
Luca could tell his performance was lacking today, meaning he was positive Shane could tell. “Haas” he popped his head towards where his name was called out. Coach Weibe was waving him over to where he and Hollander were standing on the ice. The young omega skated over mentally preparing for the reprimand he was about to receive for his poor performance.
When he arrived in front of the two men he was startled by Weibe dropping down to his knee and retying Luca’s skate that he hadn’t even noticed was undone. “You alright kid?” his coach asked.
“Of course, just a little tired.” the boy responded.
Shane made a noise, “ Did you not sleep well? You told me you were going to bed pretty early last night.” Luca could tell the older omega was trying to visually access him while Weibe tied his skate.
“I guess, I’m just a little off today.” Luca really wanted Shane to stop asking questions.
“Do you need to take a minute?” Weibe offered.
Luca huffed, “I’m fine, I don’t know why no one believes me!”
Shane had his worried motherly omega look about him, “Maybe because you’re clearly not fine and your performance is a reflection of that.” Shane could tell that was upsetting to Luca and while he didn’t want to make him upset, he could tell something was up. “Do you want to take a break?” Shane reiterated Coach’s offer.
Luca shook his head, “No, can I just go back to practice?” the older omega reached out to touch his face and Luca pulled away, the contact too overstimulating for the moment.
He could see the hurt on Shane’s face when he pulled back and instantly felt bad. “You can, but if you need a break or anything let me or Coach know please.” Luca nodded and skated back to his group to continue practice.
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Somehow he made it to almost the end of practice without dropping dead or exploding all over the place.
Just as Luca goes to start the final drill he trips over his own two feet landing flat on his back, effectively knocking the wind out of himself. He quickly pushes himself onto his side, couching trying to get air back into his lungs. He hears people talking and skating around him, someone, probably Coach Weibe telling everyone to give him some space. Luca feels an all too familiar hand on his back, the alpha telling him to breathe.
The young omega finally able to sit up, makes eye contact with Shane, he can feel Ilya still behind him rubbing his back slowly but firmly. Luca’s eyes fill with tears in what feels like an instant, he can see Shane talking to him but he can’t understand.
All at once it feels like all of his senses return in a shcok. “Luca, are you okay? Do you need medical?” Shane touched the side of Luca’s face, “What do you need my sweet boy?” The older asked this time in a much quieter tone.
Luca could only shrug, he didn’t know what he needed. Feeling too overwhelmed for words. Suddenly he felt himself being lifted into a sitting position by Ilya. “Let’s go kotik, up you get and you can be done a little early today.” The alpha helped lift him to his feet and they made their way to the locker room.
After what felt like too much effort Ilya was sitting Luca down and bending to untie his skates, the younger’s eyes still wet and streaming with silent tears. “I think my sweet little Haasy needs to come home to snuggle in the nest.” The young omega nodded in agreement a few more tears falling down his face. “Does anything hurt kotik? You fell hard.” The alpha wiped his tears with his large warm hands.
Luca hesitated trying to figure out how to use words, “Stuff hurts but not from falling.” He could see the puzzled look on Ilya’s face, as if he was trying to see the problem through his pads, “My stomach.” Luca eventually manages to croak out.
“Okay, Lukasha, take off your pads, we shower at home today. I’ll go tell Shane to meet us there after practice. Are you going to be sick?” Luca shook his head and began removing his pads, as Ilya headed back out towards the ice to inform Shane and Coach Weibe that they were leaving practice a little early.
The alpha returned quickly, placing a kiss on the omega’s forehead, “From Shane.” He had said. The older man managed to get out of his gear in record time, grabbing both his things and Luca’s, heading to the parking lot. “We’ll take your car back to the house and Shane takes his boring car when he’s done. Do you want to drive or alpha?” Ilya was pretty sure he knew the answer but he still respected Luca’s autonomy that he may want to drive his own car.
“Alpha please.” Luca muttered softly. They made it to the car, Ilya tossing the bags in the backseat, opening the passenger door for Luca and even going so far as to buckle the young man’s seatbelt for him. “I can do that.” Luca told him.
“Can never be too careful, I have very precious cargo to transport. Have to make sure everything is very secure.” Planting another kiss on Luca’s forehead he shuts the door and slides into the drivers seat. “If you’re stomach gets upset, let me know. I can pull over.” Luca nods and closes his eyes
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Next thing Luca knows Ilya is rubbing his thigh attempting to rouse him from his nap. “Solnyshko, it's time to go inside,” the young omega makes no move to even unbuckle his seatbelt,”of course big strong alpha could carry you if you’re just too sleepy.”
“I’m awake”
Ilya chuckles, “Oh you don’t want to be carried? Maybe Alpha wanted a chance to use his big strong muscles for his sweet baby.” he teases as he gets out of the car. Luca huffs unbuckling his seatbelt as the ‘big strong’ alpha opens his door for him.
The pair makes their way into the house, greeted by Anya rubbing against their legs begging for attention. Ilya sets their bags down,gives Anya some love. they both remove their shoes. Suddenly Luca is enveloped in a giant, warm, unrelenting hug. He goes limp for a moment as he breathes in what little alpha sent he can smell through the scent patch Ilya is wearing. The russian can tell what he’s doing and reaches up to free his neck from the blocker.
Luca is in heaven, just for a moment he forgets how bad his body hurts, how upset and overwhelmed he is. He just feels comfort. “My love, what’s wrong?” Tears are falling from the young omega’s eyes once more and he hadn’t even noticed until Ilya wipes them away. He just shrugs once again, words too hard to figure out. “How about you tell Alpha why your stomach hurts. Did you eat something bad? I always tell Shane his green smoothies might be evil.”
Luca shakes his head, “I’m not sick, it’s more omega stomach hurting.” realization falls over Ilya.
“My poor Solnyshko!” Ilya pulls the younger man back into another hug, “I’m so sorry my Lukahsa, why didn’t you call Shane or tell Weibe? You know you could have taken a day to rest. You need it during this time.”
“I don’t want the team to treat me like I'm different. I can do everything the alphas and betas can do.” Ilya starts herding Luca upstairs towards the master bathroom.
The alpha huffs at the thought that anyone would make his precious baby feel less than because he’s an omega. “You can do anything they can do and probably better, but not if you don't take care of yourself.” Luca goes to object that he takes plenty good care of himself, “And if you can’t take care of yourself you let me and Shane know and we take care of you. We are here to help you Solnyshko, but we can’t do that if you don’t tell us when something is wrong.”
The young omega can feel himself shutting down again, words too hard to form sentences, his thoughts too overwhelming. “It’s okay baby, we will take a shower and get you all wrapped up in warm nest for when Shane comes home.” Luca nods. “Do you want to shower by yourself or do you want alpha to help you?”
“Ummm, Alpha help me.” He says barely above a whisper.
“Okay baby,” Ilya turns the shower on and starts helping the younger man remove his clothes. Once he’s naked Ilya nudges him into the shower and makes quick work of undressing himself.
The warm spray of the water feels fantastic on his over sensitive skin. The older man joins him a moment later, wasting no time soaping up a washcloth to clean Luca. “Shane texted me, he should be home soon. How’s your stomach?”
“Cramping, my back hurts too.” Luca said softly. Iyla moved his hands from where he’d been washing Luca’s shoulders to rub his lower back. The young omega moaned in relief.
Unfortunately Ilya had to pause his ministrations on Luca’s back to wash himself, which was most definitely met with a pouty look. “Awww, baby. We have to get out of the shower, no pouting. I’ll give you even more massages and cuddles in the nest.” Ilya turns off the water and dries Luca and himself off with a fluffy towel. Securing a towel around his hips, the alpha goes in search of some clothes for both of them.
He returns in some sweats of his own, with some of Shane’s sweats and his own sweatshirt for Luca. “You know I have clothes here Ilya.” The young omega says playfully exacerbated.
Ilya huffs, “I know, but have to make sure little omega is nice and warm.”
“And that I smell like you?” the younger teases.
“That is bonus, yes.” Just as Luca is fully dressed they hear someone come in the front door, Anya barking happily. “Sounds like Shane is home.” The omega finds the pair in the bathroom as Ilya is towel drying Luca’s hair.
“Hey kiddo” Shane pulls Luca into a hug, “Not feeling good?” The younger man shakes his head, sniffling slightly as he buries himself into Shane’s shoulder.
Ilya hugs him from behind, “It’s a Luca sandwich.” The alpha kisses the back of his head and he attempts to make a permanent home in Shane's scent gland. “He got his period Shane, my poor kotik has cramps.”
Now he was really going to morph into becoming one with Shane,”My poor baby, let’s get you all warm and cozy.” Finally he lets go of Shane only for Ilya to scoop him up and carry him to the nesting room.
Plopping him down in a pile of blankets Luca immediately started to bury himself in the warmth and scent of the nest. Shane started running his fingers through the younger’s hair. “Take a nap Luca, we can talk later.” And with that the world just fell away.