#burntoutalpha

Tyler hated days where he spent the entire time in meetings. It was a day of constant hustling and bustling and being cooped up in a small room with various other people. It didn’t bother him as much before he had Tristan, when he had a pack to smell like— the combined scent of them that came from being around each other constantly. Now though, it was like an itch he couldn’t scratch.

Returning home, he made his way straight to the shower attached to his room to wash the scents of the various people from his skin. Only when their scents were gone did the itch subside slightly but it still wasn’t enough to put him fully at ease. Stopping once in his room just long enough to pull on a pair of well worn sleep pants, Tyler padded down the hallway to Tristan’s room. 

A smile curled his lips as he saw the omega curled up beneath his sheets, a content expression on the younger male’s face. He made his way slowly toward the bed, gently pulling the covers back and sliding into the warm sheets, the tension finally leaving his body fully as he was surrounded by the scent of his pack.

His arms automatically reached for the omega, all but purring in content as the other turned into his arms and all but wrapped around him. Nuzzling the other softly in return, he ran a hand down the other’s back as he caressed the other’s back. His eyes widened slightly as his reached the other’s lower back, expecting to come into contact with the other’s boxers or even a pair of sleep pants but instead he met nothing but bare skin. The thought of the other pressed up against him naked had panic welling within him, not wanting Tristan to think he’d come in there to take advantage of him or something of the sort since they were still figuring out their standing with each other.

"Tristan?" he murmured softly, his hand retreating up the other’s back once again to a respectable position. 

Letting out a content sigh as he felt Tyler's hand travel down his back, he arched sleepily into it, not even registering the fact Tyler's hand was low on his bare back. Sensing some distress coming off of his alpha he slowly opened his eyes, frowning as the other looked down at him with a strange expression on his face. He leaned up to nuzzle at Tyler, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of his jaw. 

"You okay?" He asked worriedly, reaching up to run a hand through his alpha's thick dark hair. "Bad day at work or somethin'?"

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4. Changing

Despite having worked at Tyler’s club, Tristan swears hell never get use to two things, wearing dress clothes and being around alphas even if it’s in passing. There hadn’t been any incidents yet, something for which the omega was thankful, but it would still take some getting use to.

Letting out a sigh he undid his tie and pulled it from around his neck before unbuttoning his vest. Setting them down carefully on a chair he started to unbutton his shirt, mind drifting as it often did. His dad had stopped by the club earlier that day, which had been enough to want to send him running, but the alpha hadn’t even so much as glanced in his direction. Tristan still wasn’t sure if that was good or bad. 

It was late, outside the small coffee shop was dark. Only the dim street lamps offered some form of light. Most of the other shops had started to close down for the night. After the recent string of bodies being left around the whole town was on edge and even shops that normally stayed open much later were closing their doors early. Glancing up at the clock Tristan’s eyebrows rose. Only nine. It felt like it was much later. Hearing the door open he glanced up quickly, stiffening slightly as the scent of an alpha filled the empty shop. Cursing his luck he put on the best neutral face he could as the alpha neared the counter. Why, him? Seriously running into an alpha, any alpha was so not on his to-do list of the day. Why was the guy even here? Beacon Hills already had two alphas between Scott and Peter, neither of which were actually semi-decent in the mind of the wolf. 

Taking the man's order he turned around and began to make it. He focused on what he was doing and not on how the alpha's presence put him on edge. Turning around he put the man's drink on the counter and started to ring him up.