Thoughts/rambling about an a/b/o fic with Robby
What if omega!reader and alpha!robby (typical I know) however! Omega!reader who hasn’t dated or been with anyone AND doesn’t have the instinct of wanting to have kids (or even seek out an alpha) and they just feel fundamentally broken
“I was born to be one thing - to do one thing - and I’m just not that, and never will be. Do I want someone to love and cherish? Yes, absolutely. Do I want to give them a family? No, I don’t think I can … but, what alpha wants an omega that won’t give them kids? … maybe that’s why I don’t put myself out there because I already know how someone would react … and it’s downright embarrassing at my age to admit you’ve never dated - or fucked for that matter - and … and I just don’t want to deal with all that turmoil … that heartbreak.”
And perhaps on top of that, Robby grappling with the fact that this omega might be his mate (his true mate) but he won’t ever have kids which was always a dream of his … even if he’s getting up there in age.
“I dreamt of having a family for so long. Of course, life got in the way … along with personal complications and messy relationships, but I wanted that: I wanted kids. Fuck, I wanted my own, and I thought I could have that with you. I wanted to watch them grow up as we grew older. I wanted to see them grow into their own personalities and see them find their interests and help guide them along. I … perhaps a selfish part of me thought I could change your views … but I know I can’t - and shouldn’t. It’s wrong of me to force that upon you. I guess I’m what I’m trying to get at is, is that I just need some time to reflect and think … I don’t want to lose you, but in a way I will be losing something: some different life, a different me … I’m sorry.”
Just the full angst with the potential of sandwiching some fluff and smut in it
