The Writer's Barely-Disguised Fetish

“You’re late,” Professor Walker stated gruffly, “as usual.”

Bob kept his head down and tried to find a desk. He noticed that all eyes were on him. Most of the students in this class were younger than him by four years including his lab partner, a baby-faced beta, Peter Parker. Luckily, there was an aisle desk so he could park the stroller next to it.

The alpha professor cleared his throat as he faced the PowerPoint presentation he presented onto the screen, “As I was saying, before I got interrupted, engineers perform calculations that are used to back up choices about a product’s design which includes forces, pressures, temperatures, materials, power requirements…”

As Professor Walker went on with his lecture, the usually calm Sean started to fidget and squirm around in his stroller. This was followed by a loud cry that startled everyone in the lecture hall. Some let out a gasp. There were a couple of students who let out a curse word.

“Thank you, Mr. Reynolds,” Professor Walker frowned with his arms crossed, “for showing how impressive the acoustics are in this classroom. Anyway, next slide, you need to prove to others that your calculations must be clear to read, understand, and learn from your work. If not, then…”

Bob glanced at his classmates with an apologetic look before unstrapping his pup from his stroller and placed a fussy Sean on his lap.

“Shh… shh…” Bob whispered to his pup, smelling his soft baby powdered scent “it’s only another 20 minutes and we can be home.”

But Bob’s pleads only made Sean cry louder. His precious face scrunched up into a grimace. His complexion turned from ivory to red within seconds.

“May I?”

The omega looked up and it was Professor Walker standing right next to him. He was wearing a blue checkered shirt tucked neatly in his ironed khaki pants. His red-gold beard was trimmed and goes well with his ice blue eyes. For an alpha, his scent was comforting. Like freshly baked peach cobbler. Bob’s eyes trailed to the moles on his neck down to his slightly open shirt that revealed a strand or two of his chest hair.

Bob would find him very attractive if it wasn’t for Professor Walker’s prickly personality.

“I’m sorry, what?”

Professor Walker rolled his eyes, “Let me hold the pup. I will keep him company while you write your notes and pay attention in class… for once.”

The omega shook his head frantically as he held his pup closer to his chest protectively, “No, no, no. I don’t think that’s a good idea. You see, he hates strangers.”

Especially, alpha assholes like Professor Walker but Bob isn’t going to say it out loud.

There was another cry from Sean. It was louder than the previous one. The outburst loosens Bob’s grip. The alpha picked up the pup in his arms and rocked him. Sean doesn’t seem distressed anymore. In fact, the tears stopped falling from his chubby cheeks. He took one look at the alpha, and the pup seemed to be smiling at him as his tiny hands touched his beard.

To everyone’s surprise, Professor Walker smiled back. He let out a warm chuckle as his face relaxes.

“I see your theory has proven to be false,” Professor Walker continued while bouncing Sean by his side. It seemed that the pup has taken a liking to the alpha as he leans against his chest, “If you turn to the next page, there are three steps for organizing and presenting your findings to others. Step One: Approach. Make sure you plan to present your solution to the problem. Mr. Reynolds, please, write these down, this will be on the midterms.”

Bob blinked and shook his head, “Uh, right!” He proceeded to write down his notes furiously in his dollar store spiral notebook.

Peter leaned against him, “I’ll e-mail you the first part of the lecture,” he whispered against him as he was typing away his notes on his laptop.

The older omega man nodded, “Thank, man.”

“Anytime, dude.”

Bob faced Professor Walker who was still holding Sean in his arms and went on about United States Customary System and the International System of Units. Ava was a big help switching the slides of the PowerPoint presentation projected onto the large white screen. Sean was at home with big, tall alpha. Professor Walker’s voice softens within the company of the pup and took a few seconds of his time to check on his wellbeing.

The omega smiled as if he didn’t need to worry about him and focus on his studies.

Still, he noticed a few things as time went on. A few whispered behind him.

“Either it’s just me or Professor Walker is rather sexy,” Sharon Carter said to an omega student.

“True. He’s still an asshole, but he’s a hot asshole,” The omega student replied, “I don’t mind having his pups.”

Then, there’s one or two students pulling out their phones to record the alpha professor holding a pup in his arms while talking about derived units.

The next twenty minutes went by like a blur. By the time the class ended, Bob was proud of himself that he wrote down the necessary materials he needed to study for his midterms.

Professor Walker waited until half of the students left the lecture hall to walk over to Bob. He gently handed Sean over to him.

“I understand why you’re always late for class.”

Bob averted his eyes away from him. He just wanted to focus on getting Sean into his stroller and get the hell out of here.

“I will cut you a deal. Despite always coming in school late, I see potential in you, Mr. Reynolds, and I don’t want you to piss away due to circumstances beyond your control,” Professor Walker kept going. The omega brunette looked up. His ice blue eyes were no longer intimidating but warm. Soft. Inviting. “If you come to class with your pup, I will take care of him while you focus on your studies and arrive on time. Unless you have other means for childcare.”

Bob thought for a while. He doesn’t want to throw most of the burden onto Alexei and Yelena even though they will say they are more than welcome to look after them. Alexei has his only job as a landlord of the apartment complex so his schedule is not exactly busy that he can look after the pup for five hours a day for a several days a week while he was working at the pawn shop. He agreed on the ground that Bob and Sean come over to watch old Russian films or hockey together, which is a sweet deal.

Still, they both have lives to lead. Yelena, more so, as the 24-year-old alpha has her own life ahead of her. There is her career as a chef. Not to mention a rich, hot omega girlfriend named Kate that she met while working at the restaurant.

After medical expenses, food, and buying essential items for Sean, money was tight and couldn’t afford proper full-time, five-day-a-week daycare unless he dropped out of the university to work full time at the pawn shop.

“Well, Mr. Reynolds?” Professor Walker asked, “what do you say?”

Bob looked up at him and nodded, “Okay.”

The alpha man smiled, “Okay, I will see you on Wednesday.”

“Well, I crunched the numbers. If I give up a few creature comforts until Sean turns two, I can afford to send him to daycare two days a week,” Bob said. He drummed a ballpoint pen against the retro-style table that Yelena got it from a thrift store. He was in the tiny dining area while staring at a small notepad filled with all the expenses, he spends monthly and his bi-weekly paycheck. Sean meanwhile was rolling around in a secondhand walker, exploring every nook and cranny of the apartment.

“Did you hear me when I said Dad and I can look after him?” Yelena called out from the kitchen. It was her turn to cook. After a long day at the restaurant, all the alpha woman wanted to make is a boxed macaroni and cheese drizzled with sriracha sauce to make it “fancy”. It was either that or Door Dash.

“I know. Alexei agreed to babysit Sean while I’m at work,” Bob replied, “but not when I’m at school, that’s why I rely on Mrs. Jenkins to look after him. Well, I used to rely on her.”

The omega male looked at his best friend and roommate and noticed that Yelena was on her phone.

“Bob, who was that ass- I mean,” Yelena stopped herself as she looked at the pup look back at her with his big eyes and listening ears, “butthole who was holding Sean?”

“Professor Walker?” The brunette answered, “yeah, why?”

“Take a look at this.”

Yelena handed the phone to Bob. On a social media site, there it was. Someone in his Engineering Mechanics I class was recording Professor Walker holding his pup. Luckily, this user has the courtesy to put a smiley face emoji over Sean’s face since is a minor and there are creeps on the internet. The text over the video reads, “ESU Professor Holds Student’s Pup in Class”.

In addition, the caption below the video stated that, “An omega student brings his pup to engineering class where the pup cries like bloody murder. Professor Walker (an alpha) decides to hold the pup while the student focuses on the class.”

The comments were flooded with people gushing and squealing over the fact that an alpha is holding a baby pup who is not even his own flesh and blood while teaching about approaches to problem-solving. Some of them were former students who were surprised that Professor Asshole would do something so nice for a student. They’re more surprised that the mere presence of a pup made him a softer person. It seemed unlikely.

One comment under the username KarliM stated, “Who knew this is the same professor who made my friend cry to the point of dropping out of ESU is the same guy in this video?”

The video got over 100K views. It had been six hours after the class had ended.

“Oh, shit,” Bob cursed as he put Yelena's phone down. This prompted a flick on the forehead from the blond alpha woman with one hand while she was holding a big, hot bowl of macaroni and cheese, drizzled with sriracha sauce, in the other.

“If I’m not going to swear in front of the pup, the same goes with you, Mama.”

The brunette rubbed his forehead even though the flick wasn’t that hard. He walked over to Sean. He lifted him out of his walker and over to highchair for dinner.