alpha!jack who never gifts omega!robby anything that hasn’t been heavily scented first.
he learnt his lesson the first time when his mate refused a gifted vintage jacket jack had found that was perfect for robby (the deep brown leather matched robby’s eyes exactly, it was practically made for the man). jack grumpily accepted the jacket back and tried his luck again after he had carried it around for a few days. robby lived in the thing until the scent wore off and then he shoved it back into his alphas arms.
jack will wear the clothes he buys for robby before handing them over, always overjoyed at his omegas happy purrs as he rubs his face into the item, eventually sneaking away to add it to their nest to really let the scent of the two of them sink in.
however no matter how much jack dotes on his omega and spoils him with gifts and clothes he will always limp into their den exhausted at the end of a night shift to the sight of his omega curled up in their nest wearing exclusively jacks clothes.
Jack: Hey, got you a coffee.
Robby: did you rub your junk on it?
Jack: yeah, you like that, don't you?
Robby: yeah.
