The secondary gender marker was officially changed. Billy Hargrove was no longer legally viewed as an omega. That brought on a lot of different emotions.
Firstly, a deep burning relief. He’d no longer have to cringe in the doctors office or even see an omega specialist. His passport, drivers licence, birth certificate, all of them had a boldly printed A for the secondary sex marker, in the place of the formerly hated O.
The second emotion was fear. Cis alphas were kind of scary as fuck, especially the ones that wandered around small, backward towns like Hawkins. Billy would now be throwing himself into that alpha world, now that he was 100% sure that he passed and hoping that they’d focus on his muscles and not on his unusually short stature.
The third emotion was the biggest wave of euphoria Billy had ever felt. It was crashing over him like a tidal wave, nearly drowning him, but he’d happily be carried off with the tide if it meant finally living his life as he’d always wanted.
Being on HRT for just over a year meant that it had been over six months since Billy had his last heat. He still kept birth control on him, just in case but really he barely produced slick anymore and his cock had grown a good four inches. He had a kind of rut and a kind of knot but really it would still be another two years until it fully settled, so until then he was impatiently waiting.
Still, when he was entering the first few days before his kind of rut, his hormones tended to go a bit haywire in a way that was very stereotypically alpha. He got hungry, angry and made some extremely poorly thought out decisions.
Those poorly thought out decisions had this time led to Billy standing in front of an unconscious alpha, blood on his knuckles and a slightly shaken King Steve standing behind him.
Dragging Steve into one of his usual getaway from trouble spots seemed to calm him down a little. Billy remembered Steve Harrington to be a textbook asshole alpha, king of the school and with any omega he wanted. Billy had played completely fucking feral to keep that Harrington knot away from him.
The way Steve scented now was very different to how he’d scented in high school. Instead of the cocktail of alpha hormones, there was a tiny twinge of omega mixed in with all that big bad alpha. Billy was suddenly very aware of what had happened.
Billy wasn’t the only trans person in that school. Of course he wasn’t. Eddie had been transitioning from beta to alpha, Jonathan had been a trans guy, Carol was both transfemme and omega to alpha. It had never occurred that to Billy that Steve might have been trans as well.
It was exceedingly dangerous for trans people in small town America, with what the media was pumping out about them. The cis alpha who’d been harassing Steve clearly hadn’t been prepared for either Steve Harrington the ex boxer, or Billy Hargrove, notoriously scrappy.
The only thought registering in his brain once Steve had calmed and Billy’s head had stopped racing, was that Steve was gorgeous. Steve was the most beautiful omega Billy had ever seen and judging by the way he ducked his head and blushed slightly, he was obviously still attracted to Billy.
There’d been a long standing bet, primarily held by the basketball team, of how long it would take for Steve to finally “get with” Billy. It was crude and gross and Billy had actually bitten an alpha in his senior year for starting the nickname “princess Billy”. He’d sworn to himself that from that point on, he’d never show Steve a crumb of kindness.
Billy doubted any of them had ever thought their bet would fall into fruition like this. Steve as the omega and Billy as the alpha. In that aspect, Billy finding Steve again felt highly symbolic.
Well, Billy would show Steve more than a crumb of kindness now. He’d be the best damn alpha there ever was, really knock Steve’s socks off. Because Billy knew, looking at Steve’s face, what the omega deserved.
Steve Harrington deserved everything.
And Billy was going to give it to him.
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