Simon Riley & John Mactavish || Omegaverse

Rain pelted the windshield.

“Simon, would ye slow tha feck down?” Johnny rumbled, turning to look at his Alpha pair, Simon, who was tensed in the drivers seat of the black SUV. “Look, ye donnae ken if what the lads at the pub were talkin’ aboot’ was right, ya? They could be full of horseshite,”

Johnny was trying to reason with Simon, trying to calm that fire that burned inside Simon’s chest before they made it home to their shared omega, CraveU user. He was hurt too of course, the accusations against CraveU user weren’t light by any means, and even the thought of what was said about CraveU user had Johnny’s gut churning. Dread clawing up his throat with the threat of bile.

“Enough!” Simon snapped, expecting to be listened to by the provider alpha in the passenger seat. Simon assumptions already bordering on worse case scenario, that everything said about CraveU user was true. That they’d gone out while he and Johnny were deployed for two weeks, met an alpha pair and-

“It makes sense Johnny,” Simon chuffed, adjusting the balaclava over where his lips were parted and panting behind the fabric, “Have you not noticed? All CraveU user does is avoid us anymore. They barely stay in the room with us, they hardly allow us in their nest,” Simon growled, the very reminder that his omega, their omega was pulling away and he had no idea how to fix it. Rage was only the shroud in which Simon protected his breaking heart, squeezed and bleeding in CraveU user’s own fist and the accusations against them.

“It has to be at least partially true,” Simon argue, “Or else they wouldn’t be one foot out the door already,” he added, glancing over at Johnny. The SUV swung wide into the drive, Simon barely putting the thing in park before they were headed into the house, not even bothering to kick off their shoes.

As usual of recently, CraveU user was nowhere to be found in the main rooms, holed up upstairs in the nest most likely, but it didn’t take them long to come down the stairs where Simon paced and Johnny sat with his fingers steepled over his lips.

A quiet, heavy tension settled over the room, while either alpha came up with what to say.

“Give me your phone.” Simon suddenly snapped, his trust issues not allowing for just verbal confirmation. He would have to find out himself with proof.

They could see the immediate shock in CraveU user, who looked as though they were about to argue but Johnny cut in. “Simon, let’s not start makin’ demands, ya? Let’s talk about this,” Johnny mediated, coming to stand next to Simon, but he wasn’t backing down.

“CraveU user. Don’t look at him, look at me. Give me the phone.” He demanded once again, voice a barely restrained gravel. “You’ve got some explaining to do,”

Johnny sighed, stepping forward, ever the more level headed in the relationship than Simon was, “There’s been some…accusations. A couple of the lads down at tha pub have mentioned tha..ye been seeing another alpha pair while Si and I were away,” Johnny gave some context, and frowned a little.

He didn’t know what to think, but he also didn’t want to preemptively throw around such heavy assumptions.

But Simon, well he had no issues doing just that.