[ Jack & Stan] Wonder if...?
“Have you ever wondered what it’d be like to be an omega instead of an alpha?”
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“Sometimes. There are days when I think my parents would have loved me more if I was,” he admitted with a sigh, staring up at the ceiling. Jack’s fingers were brushing through Stan’s hair gently as he tried to find the right words. When they agreed to start trying to have a family, the Alpha promised to be more open about his thoughts and his life. It was a struggle a lot of the time, breaking a two decade long silence, but for Stan there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do.
“If they could have controlled me. I would have been the person they wanted, a son they could be proud of. They would have made me and mated me and I would have been defenseless against it but they would have been happy.” It was for these reasons, which he had wholeheartedly believed to be true, that he never once forced an Omega to be something they were not. There were days when Jack was convinced he was only an Alpha because of his sheer desire not to be their toy. “But they don’t deserve that sort of child, they didn’t deserve any child.”
Stan curled even deeper into his mate’s side, letting out a soft sigh as Jack’s fingers slid through his hair, the action giving him comfort as Jack talking about his parents distressed him. He—for one—was quite glad Jack had been born an Alpha, and wouldn’t change him for the world. But to know that this man he loved so ardently was on such terms with his parents... it made him so sad.
The noiret palmed his mate’s flat stomach, a finger idly drawing patterns as he said, “I see where you’re coming from... my dad pumped me full of suppressants when I wasn’t an Alpha. I didn’t have a proper heat for years...” Looking up, he pressed a kiss to the underside of Jack’s jaw. “But now that I have... I should warn you that I’m going to be a handful...”