Boxer Thief
Alpha Simon Ghost Riley x Omega GN Reader
Just me on my normal Bullshit
Very Tongue and Cheek/Funny
I use Real Scents for Omegaverse RP! Links in the story
//You can do Omegaverse without it being dubcon\\
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Who doesnt love being in a hot ass humid room with 30 different smells all at once and stuck there.
You sure dont!
Yet here you are, in the laundromat of the base on your phone waiting for your clothes to start up.
It made your stomach churn everytime you had to here.
The assaulting scents of often far too smelly Alphas, or too sweet omegas with the punch of deodorants mixing that added fake flowers to the mix.
In sure you wanted to puke at the best at times.
"Another day in the Bikini Bottom"
You grumbled, leaned back dramatically in the uncomfortable chair as you had one ear bud in half listening to something and dozing off.
It was moments like this you silently counted down when your contract would end.
However those thoughts ended when you heard the ungodly banging of a offbalance machine. Looking out and seeing your washing deciding it wanted to try out to be a drum.
Groaning you rolled up unwilling. Reaching your hand in to the soapy water with your wet clothes rebalance the machine before slamming it closed annoyed.
Grumbling towards the wall were the scratchy paper towels were you caught somethibg-
Pausing as something caught your nose, you blinked a few times before you followed the scent to a machine. Looking around as you knew this was creepy before you opened it, grabbing what you recognized as boxers soaked in water with a tiny bit of the scentless detergent. Squeezing the water out of it you caught a deeper bit of the scent
Clearly this was an Alpha, but not offensively so. Clearly one of combat by the slight hint of dirt and gunpowder but deeper-
'Basil, pepper, lavender and just a hint of leathery musk'
It made your inner omega purr and you gave out a far too suggestive moan under your breath- grateful no one was here with you.
You could live inside of these boxers if the opportunity arose.
However you snapped out of that little part of your brain which now had you nose deep in random boxers. Shame and Horror bubbling up.
"No (Y/N)... Not like this"
But that little clawing horny little monster in your brain that mother nature decided was befitting of you appeared again-
Take themmmmm
No its Gross
But you want them in the nest..
Im not taking some strangers dirty underwear!
Yes you will!
There is probably ball sweat in these!!
BITCH I WILL MAKE YOU PRECUM IN YOUR PANTS RIGHT NOW AND MARINATE IN IT AND YA GOT NO CLEAN CLOTHES!
...
You sighed and ike that you looked around before gently closing the washing machine so it could go back to running and then tiptoeing back to your stuff. Stuffing them into your hamper to they could hopefully air try in your barrack.
That started your... rather shameful life as a clothes thief..
You snuck in during the evenings every once in a while and go and sniff through the washers- trying to find that scent before it got washed away by soap and water.
You got lucky after a few weeks and found the scent again.
Often just fishing it out before the water could wash away the scent. Chucking it into the dryer to save at least a hint of the scent before running back to your barracks as fast as possible.
While it was a slow chip between finding your gems, it was starting to stack up now your nest sporting a nice roll around of this strangers clothes that acted as your heaven.
However it seemed that you flew too close to the sun after your last little dive into the washers.
Cause now the Alpha was catching on and Simon was getting... annoyed-
He hadnt noticed much at first- A pair of boxers missing and a sock.
Normal stuff to occasionally go missing just due to the normal way washers work.
But now it had been 4 shirts, 3 pairs of sweats, shorts, socks and two pairs of boxers.
Simon growling in the laundry room as he searched around for a missing shirt he often wore.
Johnny not far from him snickering to himself as he washed a few blankets himself- pulling up his shirt a bit by the collar to cover his nose.
"Ghost you stink'n up the place, what ya so pissed 'bout?"
"Another one is missing..."
"Whats it this time LT?"
"Joggers.."
Simon was actually pissed off, Especially by Johnny who was taking jabs at him for getting stolen from constantly.
As he dug through the wet clothes to take catalog what was still there he pulled up a wet shirt and caught it-
It had barely been there but just enough for him to catch a taste.
He sniffed it softly, Seemingly the cheap washer hadn't washed it good enough since there was a try patch on it from being wrapped around something- Allowing the foreign smell to stick from whoever dug through his stuff.
An omega for sure and despite the lightness of it he was able to pick it up.
'A tropical creme brulee, cinnamon, with a touch of herby vanilla'
It had been.. nice? Delicious even..
Not offensively sweet or a punch to the face of fruit.
It complimented his scent well and he could get why an omega may like it the combination of their scents together.
He even did much to his surprise...
"LT?"
Simon snapped from his gaze looking back at the male omega who was raising a brow by the whiplash of a now pleased Alpha rather then a pissed off one. Simon sitting up a bit straighter as he held up the damp shirt.
"Found the little thief-"
...
Days like this is what you lived for-
One of your few days off that you got to just lounge-
Your bunkmate was out on an assignment, you got some food from the closest resturant that you actually liked- so no cafeteria food today!
"Universe- Thank you!"
In the underwear you had stolen as you practically swan dive into your nest. Purring as you wiggle deeper into the pile of clothes and blankets. Sprawled out happily as you set your food next to you, pulling up your laptop as you opened one of the downloaded TV shows and tucked in, gently pulling one of the stolen shirts over yourself like a blanket.
You were so focused all day on preparing for your little fun time that you had been oblivious to the fact you were being tailed..
For Simon it didnt taken very long to find you, fact it was painfully easy that it mildly annoyed him-
You were loud at best and he had heard concrete blocks with softer steps and grace.
This dumpster panda had been the one stealing from him?
If you werent cute he would honestly be offended.
But it worked to his benefit
Stepping into the dorms he calmly walked to your barrack, having gone through your logs to know which door was yours.
Opening the door with ease with his painfully good locking pickinv he peaked inside, eyes narrowing as he damn near growled in delight. That little primal itch in his brain scratching just right at the image he was greeted to.
There an omega happily laying on their stomach in a nest of his things, underwear that was his missing pair on, eating some takeaway and watching a TV show he'd never seen let alone bother to watch.
The most perfect perspective of a happy omega- Something most alphas would be thrilled to see, if not over the moon.
And a odd part of him was?
Huffing a tiny bit he slipped inside silently closing the door, leaned against the wall closest to the door as he watched you closely.
A bit amazed by your oblivious nature, however he figured that you being face deep in one of his shirts acting as a pillow case it was hard to pick up.
So he decided to make it easy
'Knock'
'Knock-'
Snapping from your show immediately you turn expecting your bunk mate but was met with something else..
You looked like a deer in headlights- staring at the special ops soldier you had only seen in passing when others would look to the arriving pack from a mission that was so secret it was hidden behind lock and key before being tossed into lava or whatever.
This was not what any Omega would want to see- a far too large Alpha close to your nest.
You were ready to scream, crawl to you knew you had a weapon and defend yourself that was till you caught it.
His scent..
The same scent that you were currently laying it.
Oh...
...
Suddently all fight left you as you froze... looking down at yourself and pointed to the boxers.
"Im uh-... These are yours?"
He gave a silent not, He truly was terrifying to look at. Only being able to see his eyes and the way he filled the room- immediately having turned the space into his without you even realizing it.
His eyes went over your barely clad form to the nest you were in- seeing how you squirmed uncomforbly at him looking at your work.
"Mhm.."
You bit your bottom lip and winced. Slowly pulling your blanket up to try and give your pride a fighting chance- totally not to try and swallow down wanting to cry and jump out a window.
"Never had someone steal from me, let alone wear my trunks of all things"
Ah yes- you wished he would shoot you, or do some secret special move that takes you out.
Simon however was weirdly having- Fun?
Normally he probably would have angrily growled or snatched his things away from this random thief omega. But your embarrassment seemed to make a smile curl under his mask- however did keep himself as far against the wall as possible not wanting to scare you like he did earlier.. He hadnt liked the way your scent had soured those first few moments.
"If all these clothes.. were to be washed and appear in a dryer- would this moment disappear from both our memories"
You stutter out, head lowered a bit submissivly to in hopes to help your case.
"Think your a few clothes too short from that 'mega"
"Are you going to report me?"
"No- tho I do gotta ask, why trunks of all things?"
"They uh.. you smell nice"
Simon actually pinched the bridge of his nose, to you it was almost like he was irritated- but he was trying to hold in a laugh.
Before he straightened up and he looked around for only a moment, catching your hamper as he pulled up one of your favorite shirts and underwear before calmly stuffed it into his jacket. Staring down at your blooming surprised look, before he turned and opened the door.
"Consider this square. Come by my barrack- think we have some things to discuss"
With that he left-
Just like that
Leaving you there with your face bright red and jaw slacked.
The Fuck Just Happened!?
