#hunterbecominghunted

[majormckay]

Surprise!

Things had been going good for Owen and Shuichi after the air had been cleared. The two of them were becoming fast friends, with Owen spending more time in the pack house than in his own apartment. He was filling out a little bit with Shuichi’s cooking and it wasn’t a bad look on him. His favorite parts were when the two of them were snuggled up on Shuichi’s bed, wrapped around one another and trading soft kisses while they alternated between shows.

Getting off work early one day—on a day when he knew the house should be empty with the exception of his favorite Omega—he let himself in and moved toward Shuichi’s room. The sounds coming from behind the door weren’t anything he hadn’t heard before—the radio was a little louder than normal, but not unheard of—so he turned the knob and entered.

The [ sight ] was something he wouldn’t be able to unsee, not that he’d want to. Shutting the door behind him, he twisted the lock and moved over to the stereo, turning it up a little more. Moving over to the foot of the bed, Owen asked, “Can I help you with that?”

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[majormckay]

Hiding In Plain Sight

You can do this, you big chicken. You’ve fought overseas and commanded troops; there’s no room for you to be afraid of a little Omega...

Owen was far from perfect. When he was younger, he’d been a disappointment for not being the Alpha his father wanted, so he’d forged his own path. It had taken the time in the Army to finally break through his mostly shy exterior and the new pack leader hadn’t hurt anything. Not when the other man had seen his fair share of action and they could talk shop.

What was the problem was speaking to this Omega.

He’d seen him on runs and around town—it had made him a little sick when the town had ganged up on him about the choice he’d made of who to be with, but he’d stayed out of it—but he hadn’t been able to work up the courage to actually talk to him. Until he came into the cafe.

Swallowing hard, he personally took the order to the table and he said, “H-hello, Sh-Shuichi. I-I hope it’s made the way you like it.”

That was smooth, dumb ass. He probably thinks you’re a half-wit. Best to just walk away.

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[bakerheartbreaker-blog]

[Closed Starter] - Shuichi

@hunterbecominghunted:

Surrounded by so much variety of sweets he couldn’t even process that someone was speaking to him for a few seconds. He turned wide eyes onto the other wolf after a second and nodded numbly at the offer of a free sample.

“Yes please…”

Grayson saw the amazement in the other wolf’s eyes and he couldn’t help but chuckle a little. “Here you are.” He offered, carefully plucking one of the choux from under the domed display and setting it on a small napkin, which he offered out to his customer. “Please, enjoy. And don’t hesitate if you have any questions about anything. I’m the baker here, so I’d be more than happy to explain any of my little treasures.”