watch your heart when we're together

“…I” Warrick paused, taking a moment to take a breath - the sudden sight of an alpha seemed to oddly calm him, something about the man’s scent it seemed. “I’m fine, well I don’t have a mate … that’s kinda half the problem.” he sighed, “Being the omega who got knocked up and deserted gives you a bit of a reputation, especially in a little town like this.” He smirked when the other asked to be shown who was giving him trouble, he couldn’t help but feel a little more attracted to the man after that but couldn’t tell if it was simply the offer or the way the man grinned.

“…fuck it.” he nodded for the other to follow him and practically stormed off back into the bar. Inside, he got some jeers coming from the corner from some blonde alpha surrounded by betas and omegas, “That’s him,” Warrick grunted, pointing for the other to see. 

Neil wasn’t the type to usually pick fights but he had a serious problem with gatekeeping, creeper alphas who thought it was their right to mess with unattended omegas, and besides, it’d been so long since he’d really gotten to stretch his alpha muscles that the idea of defending an omega’s honor and challenging another alpha was already getting his blood pumping. “I’m sorry to hear that,” he said sincerely, “Fuck this town,” he said simply, before adding, “And fuck that guy - dumb prick clearly didn’t know a good thing when he had it.”

His grin grew as he opened the door for the omega to walk through first before following him. He heard the jeers that met the omega’s re-entrance but they seemed to quickly die down when he stepped in behind him. “I should’ve known,” he muttered under his breath when the omega pointed out the culprit, “Gregory,” he barked, his powerful, deep voice booming across the bar, filled with intimidation and anger, enough to widen the eyes and perk the ears of everyone in the establishment. “I believe you’ve got a problem with my friend here,” he said, his boots hitting the wooden floor loudly as he headed towards him, the other alpha immediately sensing what was happening and straightening up, “And I believe you owe him an apology,” he added. The pack surrounding Gregory chuckled in disbelief and so did the alpha albeit trepedatiously as he knew Neil was a man who had never lost a fight.

“I don’t owe him anything - he doesn’t deserve anything from an alpha since he clearly doesn’t know how to keep one,” Gregory jeered and the crowd let out satisfied ‘ooh’s and cheers along with him, but Neil took a large, daring step forward and placed himself close enough to Gregory that the smaller alpha’s head almost connected with his chest, “You’re one to talk, Greg,” he returned, “At least he could find a mate- last time I checked, you lost your virginity to your cousin-” astonished bursts of laughter escaped the alpha’s own pack who quickly attempted to stifle them, “-and only because she took pity on you,” he added, to which the pack’s stifled laughter escaped, “Now-” he started calmly, before, in one swift movement, he wrapped one muscular arm around the alpha’s head and brought him crashing down to his knees, facing up at Warrick, “-unless you want me to snap your scrawny neck here and now before I think fuck and kill every single member of your pathetic pack-” he said, tightening his grip enough to force a whimper out of the other, “-let’s hear that apology.”

plot; a/b/o - small town, warrick often gets some shit in the a/b/o community for being a packless omega who had a kid as a teen where the alpha deserted him for tops / alphas

“Yeah - yeah, I’m leaving - asshole.” He should’ve known better than to head to the bar knowing full well it would be full of alphas, betas and omegas. He was ready to leave this town, honestly - if it wasn’t for money issues he’d have done it when the alpha who impregnated him has done a runner.

He stood out in the cold, sighing, taking a breather before starting to head back home but - then someone stopped him - feeling a hand on his shoulder he turned around, “I told you to fuck off.” he grunted before seeing a different alpha to the one giving him shit inside the bar. “Fuck - uh, sorry.”

Neil burrowed his hands into the pockets of his jacket in an attempt to shield them from the cold as he walked along the boulevard towards the bar he used to frequent. He hadn’t been there in a couple months as his partner had frowned on him being surrounded by others and indulging in something as ‘toxic’ as alcohol. Needless to say the other’s controlling nature had eventually strangled their relationship and Neil now found himself a free Alpha who was dying for a drink.

As he reached the bar he noticed someone storming out of the place - first instinct told him it might be someone who’d already gotten a few drinks in, but his keen sense of smell quickly corrected him as the other didn’t smell at all like any alcohol, but he did smell like a fertile omega. “Hey, are you alri-” he’d started, reaching out a hand to gently place on the other’s shoulder, “Uh-” he replied just as dumbly when the other apologized, “Didn’t mean to mess with you,” he admitted, using his out stretched hand to scratch the back of his neck, “You seem upset ...” he then started slowly piecing things together, “Guys inside giving you a hard time?” he asked, “It’s a bit risky going into a place like that without a mate or someone to watch your back,” he nodded towards the bar, “Why don’t you show me exactly who messed with you?” he asked with a wicked grin starting to tug at his lips.