Ever since that day in the gym Rye won't stop sniffing at my neck randomly. It's getting irritating and scary at the same time. Finally I give up, going to Blair and Ginger for support.
"I think Rye knows." Is all I say sitting down on their bed, looking up at them, stress evident on my face.
"Hun there's no way. You've done so well at hiding it." Ginger says to me. I sigh frustrated before telling them what happened.
"You know, I just couldn't help it. I tried to mask the smell as best as possible. But he still got a whiff of it when I stepped out of the shower. Now he won't stop smelling me. And it's making me scared." I state. "I've never been around people who've known except my mum and you two."
"Love, they won't hate you for it if you do come out to them." Ginger says lovingly. "They will all look up to you no matter what."
"But what about the fans?" I say. "All the Omega's will be so upset." I say.
"If they get upset, then they're not truly fans." Blair finally speaks up. "But really, I think it might be time to tell the boys. Maybe after tour?" I nod my head agreeing.
"After tour." I answer.
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The rest of the day went uneventful. Ginger giving me looks here and there, and me trying to ignore those looks as best as possible. I knew she just wanted to see me happy. But in all honesty I was just terrified. Four of my best mates didn't even know who I really was. Finally I gave up, fully frustrated with the entire day. Laying down I curled up and put headphones in, trying my best to sleep.
I felt the bed dip behind me, and there was Rye, shirtless with no joggers, just pants. I look at him with a confused face but he just shakes his head before cuddling up to me. This was new.
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Waking up Rye was hard as a rock against my ass. My eyes go as wide as they can and I rip his arms off from around me and pull myself against the wall. Rye wakes up from me throwing him off of me rubbing his eyes groggily before looking down at himself.
"Sorry mate, don't know what's gotten into mini-Rye." He states sheepishly. "I don't normally get a hard on around other Alpha's." My jaw is clenched and my chest is tight.
"Mate, I said I was sorry." He says again. But before I could react, I was having an asthma attack. "Shit! Where's your inhaler?" I point to the bag at the end of the bunk and he grabs it, dumping all the contents to grab my inhaler and give it to me. After using it, I slowly start to breath better again.
"What's this?" Jack asks lifting my pills up in front of us. I rip them out of his hands before shoving them in my bag along with the rest of the contents.
"None of your business mate." I state quickly before jumping off the bunk with the bag and booking it to the bathroom. I lock the door behind me before sliding down to the ground almost in tears. I felt weak. That was the perfect moment to tell all of them, and I couldn't even do it.
I was just the typical weak Omega, wasn't I?
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Mine | Randy (Original)
FanfictionAndy has been on suppressants for as long as he can remember. Not being able to cope with the fact that he was an Omega. He was angry with his body for betraying him. He's never been the typical quiet and submissive Omega. Instead he's always been l...
