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The amount of alpha aggressions coming from the mess hall this morning cycle is almost over powering. Obi-Wan walks along the halls, following the scent of pissed off alpha, and wishing he didn’t have to deal with this; despite being hungry enough to put up with whatever is going on. He had finished his morning routine and found he actually wanted breakfast this morning, so was making his way to the mess. Cody and the men will likely be happy that he’s taking care of himself at least. For as aggravating as it is sometimes, he knows their concern and nagging comes from a good place. Still, he’s hungry and not at all in the mood for over dramatic alphas. He hears the commotion before he even reaches the doors to the mess. There are several troopers milling about outside the door, a mix of 212th and 501st. As Obi-Wan walks up to them he sees Longshot at the head of the group. When the sharp shooter notices their General approaching his expression tightens.
“Sir, might not be best for you to go in right now”, Longshot says evenly.
The other troopers turn and Obi-Wan gets a whiff of protect and keep safe. He appreciates that the troopers don’t want him getting in the middle of the arguing currently being had in the mess hall, but Obi-Wan wants his breakfast. Irritating alpha posturing isn’t going to get in the way of that. He may be the only omega on the ship, but he’s had his whole life of dealing with hot headed alphas. Instead of commenting, Obi-Wan just gives a casual pat to Longshots shoulder as he passes the man and enters the mess hall.
It’s the time of day cycle on the Negotiator where most of the morning shift are getting their caf and breakfast, so the mess is fairly full. A good number of the 501st are onboard with the 212th for a joint mission. They’re currently in hyperspace, and will be for several more days, so there is not a lot to do but to recheck data and plans. Obi-Wan spots Cody sitting with several of the command units for both battalions at one of the tables. Rex must have been sitting across from Cody, but his plate is currently abandoned as the Captain is standing trying to sooth whatever the current disagreement is.
“Again, sending you into a room full of Separatists is dangerous. This could be a trap!”, Anakin snaps.
“Possible Separatists, Anakin. You have no proof that these delegates are an enemy”, Padme growls back.
Ah, this again. Obi-Wan sighs to himself as he steps in line to get his food and caf. As the men realize that he’s standing with them, several move to allow him a head of them. Usually he’d wave them on and tell them to get their food first, but he really is hungry and easily accepts being pushed to the front of the line. Obi-Wan really thought this had all been ironed out in the briefing yesterday when they’d come up with a plan. Senator Amidala was joining the 501st and 212th for this joint mission in an attempt to find a peaceful and diplomatic solution, as well as to hopefully cultivate a partnership that could be a great benefit to the war effort. Their target, per say, was a planetary system that specialized in technology and had a vast network of factories that made them rather wealthy. Obi-Wan and Anakin had been given preliminary information that suggested their target was already aligned with the Separatist, but Padme was certain she would be able to bring them back to the Republic without any violence. Clearly she and Anakin were still not seeing eye to eye on what Obi-Wan had thought was their final plan from yesterday. Obi-Wan has to fight down a wary sigh as he takes his food and caf with a forced smile from the troopers manning the breakfast line. Anakin and Padme really need to get their shit together , Obi-Wan thinks as he walks over to join the table where Cody and others from the command crew are sitting. There’s enough space next to Rex’s empty seat that Obi-Wan figures he can squeeze in.
“We have enough evidence to support that they may be the enemy. That this may be a trap. What good is it going to do to send you in there alone in the first place if we’re just going to have to come rescue you anyway?” Anakin snarls, a wave of alpha aggression flaring.
Obi-Wan has to fight down his omega instincts as the force of Anakin's scent hits him. He loves Anakin, but the boy can be a knot head sometimes. Cody notices Obi-Wan coming up to them and he sits up straighter. Something in his body language and scent tells Obi-Wan that he’s happy to see his general, but there is also the undercurrent of unease and uncertainty and protect . Obi-Wan would bet that those feelings come from having the two young alphas throwing their aggression out around him, the only omega on the ship since Ahsoka is off helping Plo and the 104th with a mission. He takes his seat next to where Rex’s plate is and the entire table seems to do it’s best not to yank him away from where Anakin and Padme are standing facing off, too into their argument to notice that he’s joined them.
Obi-Wan reflects briefly on how interesting it is to watch the troopers react to these kinds of situations. Almost all of the clones end up presenting as alphas, with only a small percentage of them being beta. It’s a topic of debate and concern that none have come up as omega; there are accusations that the Kaminoans are culling those that present omega or that they are altering any genes that could cause omega presentation. When Obi-Wan had first started working with the clone troopers he had been worried about having so many alphas together, but it had been a pleasant surprise when he’d been told that the vode held the same pack mentality as Mandalorians. Most of society has alphas at the top of the food chain, with betas in the middle, and then omegas as the lowest in the pecking order. Thankfully most cultures have grown out of mistreating omegas, or seeing them as lesser, but for the most part they still aren't seen as equals. Except in Mandalorian culture, where omegas are at the top with alphas and betas sharing an equal role beneath their omega leaders. For them, omegas are to be cherished, honored, and respected. Obi-Wan is appreciative of the fact that the troopers of the GAR hold to that cultural way of thinking and acting. It had been wonderfully amusing when the troops had found out Obi-Wan was omega. He hadn't thought their respect for him could get any higher, but when he had finally felt comfortable enough to stop wearing his blockers the troops had proved him wrong yet again. The alpha troops also held the view that it was inappropriate and disrespectful to throw their scents around and so they did their best to keep their emotions under control so as not to overwhelm Obi-Wan or anyone else with it.
That being said, there were still times like now when they couldn't hold in the protect - be calm - keep safe that was emanating all around the mess hall. Like their scent could push out and keep Obi-Wan from having to smell the aggression and irritation coming off of the two arguing alphas. He wasn’t sure if the men were aware they were doing it, but he was thankful of their underlying intent either way.
The sudden scent of anger and fight flares heavily and in the next second Anakin's hip bumps the table harshly. Apparently Padme had given him a small shove when he wouldn't get out of her way. Obi-Wan takes a fortifying breath and tries to exude enough calm to sooth Anakin and Padme, as well as the troops who are getting more and more fidgety.
“Perhaps the two of you could stop arguing about something we finalized yesterday”, Obi-Wan says evenly before taking a bite of his food.
“It’s not finalized”, Anakin snaps though he’s still looking at Padme, “This plan is too risky.”
“Oh please”, Padme growls back, “What is it you say Obi-Wan, nothing good comes without a bit of risk?”
“Yes, and we’ve weighed the risks here. Our plan takes into account as much as we can with the information that we have. There’s little use in fighting over it when we don’t really have many other options”, Obi-Wan answers.
Anakin turns to Obi-Wan and lets out a deep growl that borders on challenging. Rex moves like he’s going to try and pull Anakin back, but thinks better of it at the last second, and instead just stands close. Cody shifts in his seat, prepared to stand between Obi-Wan and Anakin if need be. All around them troopers tense like they are ready to form around Obi-Wan against the angry alpha. It’s a testament to their beliefs though, that none of them intervene. They know Obi-Wan is capable of defending himself, they will wait for direction from him. Obi-Wan has raised Anakin since he was a boy, this is really nothing new. Unfortunately, Padme seems to think Obi-Wan needs someone to stand up for him.
“Don’t you get growly at him, Anakin. Obi-Wan is right, this is the best plan we have that gives us a diplomatic solution.”
Anakin turns back to growl at Padme and Obi-Wan decides he’s had enough of this. Obi-Wan stands from his seat and gives a low warning growl of his own while purposefully keeping his scent calm and pleasant. It’s back off and respect me , but also calm down .
“That’s quite enough from both of you”, Obi-Wan says coolly, “Anakin, we have a plan and we will keep to it unless more information becomes available to necessitate altering our current course. Senator Amidala, I appreciate your tenacity, but engaging in behavior such as this isn’t helping any. I suggest both of you calm down and remember that we are all on the same side and need to work together.”
Padme has the good grace to look slightly apologetic and remains quiet. Anakin on the other hand seems to not be ready to back down just yet. The young alpha releases a fresh wave of aggressive scents and Obi-Wan plants his feet against the urge to step back. The instinct to look away from the angry alpha makes Obi-Wan's own irritation flare. He resolutely keeps eye contact with Anakin. His student hasn’t been this irrationally knot headed in years.
“That’s enough Anakin. Either calm down or-”
“ Don’t tell me what to do”, Anakin snaps.
He takes a step into Obi-Wan's space to where he has to look up to keep eye contact with the alpha. It’s an insult that Anakin's voice has just the barest hint of alpha persuasion in it. Obi-Wan sees that Anakin is trying to push his privilege here. The young man is purposefully trying to be intimidating and commanding. It’s hurtful that Anakin would treat Obi-Wan this way when he knows better. It’s hurtful, embarrassing, and insulting that Anakin would choose to act this way in front of their men.
“Watch your tone Anakin”, Obi-Wan warns softly, “You need to calm down. This is not how Jedi act and certainly not how a General should act in front of their soldiers.”
Anakin just seems to take those words as one more challenge. The young alpha lets out another aggressive and challenging growl, flashing his fangs, and moves to take another step. They would have been chest to chest if not for an arm coming up and ever so gently nudging Anakin back. Obi-Wan looks to find Cody standing next to him with his arm between Anakin and Obi-Wan. The scent of protect - challenge - stay calm coming off of the Commander is hardly dampened, but Obi-Wan can tell that even now Cody is trying to keep his scent contained out of respect. It only smells so strongly, Obi-Wan realizes, because the scent is coming from every other trooper as well. Rex has stepped closer and several of the command are now standing behind Obi-Wan, patiently at the ready.
“With all due respect General Skywalker, General Kenobi is right. I think you need to calm down”, Cody says.
The Commander's voice is quiet and calm, but there's a hint of a growl catching in his chest as he breaths. Strong, respectful Cody , Obi-Wan thinks proudly. Anakin lets out a threatening snarl and Cody seems to lose a bit more of his patience.
“You're acting like a knot head, General. You’re being disrespectful to your friend and mentor and to our omega General. I am respectfully requesting that you back off and calm down, sir", Cody seems to fight to keep from outright growling.
Cody’s scent has gone thick with alpha intent. The challenge and protect gives the Commanders naturally earthy scent a deeper wood smoke and clove note that has something in Obi-Wan uncurling and purring in approval. ‘Our omega General’ he’d said. Obi-Wan does his very best to keep the pleased approval form leaking into his own scent. He’s tried to not acknowledge to himself how attractive the troops are, particularly Cody. He’s tried not to notice how their respectful traditions and alpha dynamics set his own omega instincts at ease. As Anakin’s growl gains a bit more base, Padme steps up to him and gently lays her hand on his arm. His growl cuts out, but he keeps on glaring at Cody. Obi-Wan is so very done with this drama, he decides. He’s lost his appetite and at this point just wants to go to one of the meditation rooms to calm his mind. Between Padme and Anakins knot head posturing and Cody and the troops attractive protectiveness, Obi-Wan thinks he’s due some peace and quiet to sort himself out.
"Let it be Cody”, Obi-Wan says, breaking the tension in the room, “I've had enough with abrasive alpha posturing for today.”
"Of course, sir”, Cody steps back respectfully.
It’s another testament to how wonderful Cody is, that he willingly backs down from an alpha challenge at Obi-Wan’s direction. He doesn’t take it as a knock to his pride or an insult to his alpha nature. Cody, like so many of the troopers, sees it as an alpha respecting the wishes of the omega above him. At least that’s the impression Obi-Wan gets. Obi-Wan steps away from the table and gives the men, Anakin, and Padme a final look.
“If anyone needs me, I will be in the training or meditation rooms. I will keep my comm on.”
With that, he leaves the mess hall and his unfinished breakfast.
…
Obi-Wan spends several hours between the meditation room and then the training room where he goes through all of the forms and katas until his body is pleasantly sore, then he goes back to the meditation room. He’s thankful once again that they are in the middle of hyperspace and there’s really nothing for him to do until they get more intel on their current mission. After the drama of this morning he’s been trying to calm his mind through motion and stillness. Trying, but not having much luck. Obi-Wan sits in the meditation room, body sore from training, but his mind still churning and buzzing. It’s partly from Anakins pushiness and the arguing between his former student and Senator Amidala, but also partly Obi-Wan's own reaction to the scent and action of Cody and the other troops. Obi-Wan has always done his best to keep his instincts from driving him. Even outside of being an omega and Cody being alpha, the Commander and his brothers are strong, brave, loyal, faithful, and respectful. And very attractive , Obi-Wan's mind throws out. He takes a deep breath and tries again to center himself. No matter what the real cause of his current discontentment is, he’s still very unsettled and both his rational mind and his emotional instincts can’t seem to find a sense of calm. Obi-Wan finds it irritating that he’s unable to release his emotions to the Force, unable to find an inner balance. He’s upset that he’s upset, which just makes him more upset.
He’s being irrational, he knows, but that doesn’t seem to be helping. With yet another heavy sigh Obi-Wan decides that he might as well give up trying to meditate. Perhaps he’ll go see if he can find some paperwork to do. Another sigh as he stands and heads for the door. This is how he knows he’s fallen down some hole of irrationality: he’s going to go look for paperwork to do. As Obi-Wan steps out into the hall something in the back of his mind twinges. Instead of going to his office to look for paperwork, he decides to follow the feeling at the base of his skull and starts walking. Obi-Wan releases himself to the feeling and allows his feet to wander and carry him wherever he’s being led. He’s not sure what he’s following exactly, but he’s on his own ship and surrounded by his men, so he knows he’s safe. Perhaps he should deviate and go get a cup of tea. His feet apparently have different plans as he finds himself walking down the halls towards the recreational rooms near the crew quarters.
Obi-Wan is just about ready to turn around when he turns a corner and spots Cody and Rex coming down the hall in his direction talking quietly to each other. That little twitch at the back of his mind twinges again. He resolutely tries not to acknowledge to himself that neither alpha is wearing their armor and they look rather good in just their blacks and boots. Cody straightens his posture the second he notices Obi-Wan and his head tilts in one of his respectful differential way that Obi-Wan always finds rather endearing. Rex notices him at Cody’s expression and both clones stop and move to one side so that Obi-Wan can approach them as he wishes. It’s one more habit that hardly any alphas outside of the vode partake in that Obi-Wan greatly appreciates. There’s a faint whiff of uncertain - hopeful - protect in the air around the two men.
“Gentleman”, Obi-Wan says with a smile and a nod as he walks up to stand with them.
“Sir”, both troopers say in unison, then Cody says, “is everything alright, sir?”
“Yes, all’s good here Cody. I was just letting my feet carry me down random halls to avoid voluntarily doing paperwork.”
At this Rex gives a huffing laugh and a large grin. Cody looks like he’s fighting a smile as well and his scent takes on notes of his amusement. Obi-Wan finds comfort in their easy expressions and calm scents. Or almost calm scents. There's that faint trace of uncertainty again and it reminds Obi-Wan of melted resin.
“Perhaps I should be asking you if everything is alright”, Obi-Wan says through forced calm while keeping on his casual smile.
Instead of answering immediately, both alphas glance at each other. They seem to have a silent conversation for a moment before turning back to Obi-Wan. He doesn't take offense to the silent communication. He’s learned that the clones, the vode, have their own unique way of doing things and that includes communicating and understanding one another without ever saying a word.
“We feel like we should apologize for what happened in the mess hall this morning, sir”, Rex says.
“And for how we reacted”, Cody adds with a nod of agreement.
Obi-Wan is surprised. That’s not what he was expecting. That the clones thought that Anakin and Padme should apologize perhaps, or that Obi-Wan should apologize for how his former student acted, but the troops themselves certainly had nothing to apologize for.
“Why do you feel you should apologize? None of you were in any way at fault.”
“We just...don't want you to think that all alphas act like how General Skywalker and the Senator were acting. No disrespect to them, sir, but they were acting like knot heads and that’s no way to behave. Especially how the General was treating you, sir”, Rex says confidently.
Ah… Obi-Wan probably should not be surprised now that he thinks about it. The men view the alpha/omega dynamic differently than most of the galaxy. Obi-Wan also respects Rex for speaking up against how Anakin and Padme acted. The Captain isn’t being disrespectful or overly critical, he’s reacting according to his own cultural understanding to what he, and his people, perceive as a slight against Obi-Wan as an omega.
“I understand and appreciate that, Rex. I assure you I don't take their actions to heart. They both will come around soon and see how irrationally dramatic they acted”, Obi-Wan considers his next words and decides to add, “and I certainly know better than to ever think so negatively of you and your men, based on how Anakin acted. You’ve all proven yourselves time and again as exceptions to how most alphas around the galaxy act.”
Rex relaxes slightly, but there’s still a line of tension visible in his shoulders. Obi-Wan's attention is drawn to Cody as his Commander gives a quiet huff that sounds almost sad. Under Obi-Wan's gaze the alpha seems to hunch in on himself self consciously. Even still, Cody looks Obi-Wan in the eyes when he speaks.
“We still should apologize for how we reacted. I-I need to apologize, sir. I know you can handle yourself, but I still stepped in like a posturing alpha idiot. And our scents got a little out of our control. I’m sorry, General Kenobi.”
Sweet Cody , Obi-Wan thinks fondly. Really, how lucky Obi-Wan is that these strong and proud warriors are such wonderful alphas.
“There’s no need to apologize, Cody. I assure you, I took no offense to you and the men wanting to protect me. Yes, I can take care of myself, but it’s good to know that I’ll have you men in my corner if ever needed”, Obi-Wan is ready to leave it at that when the twinge in the back of his head sparks again and more words pour from his mouth, “as for your scents, it’s never unpleasant, this morning included. Quite the opposite actually.”
Cody and Rex both look a little startled, yet pleased, at his words. Obi-Wan has the urge to go throw himself out of the airlock at such blatant words. Really, he practically threw how he feels out there. He’s seriously considering running from this conversation when he catches the sound of a pleasant rumble, the vibrations at just the right frequency to calm his nerves. That tightness in the back of his neck easing ever so slightly. Obi-Wan can't help but let his scent take on a faint note of pleased contentment and he leans forward, but then belatedly realizes that he’s leaning well into Cody’s personal space. Quickly he steps back and looks up to see if he’s upset his Commander. He’s surprised to see both Cody and Rex looking a little startled as well and the rumble cuts off. They were purring , Obi-Wan realizes faintly as he tries to fight the blush rising on his cheeks.
“Sorry, sir. That was inappropriate and-”, Cody rushes to say.
“No”, Obi-Wan interrupts quickly, “not at all. I just don’t think I’ve ever heard any of you purr. Forgive my reaction, I was the inappropriate one this time.”
“Not at all, General Kenobi. We try not to invade anyone’s privacy, that’s why you've never heard it. But, uh, it’s nice to know that you don’t mind our scent and it, uh, just kind of came out”, Rex murmurs with a bit of pink in his cheeks.
Obi-Wan stares at the Captain, captivated. He’s never seen Rex look so...bashful. He’s never seen an alpha so open either. Except he has. All of the clones are open and honest in their behavior with Obi-Wan. They may try to tamper their scents out of respect, but they've never treated him as lesser or tried to be fake with him, never tried to be aggressively assertive or dominating like so many alphas Obi-Wan has dealt with over the years. Completely without meaning to, a brief hitching purr escapes Obi-Wan before he can swallow it down. Both Rex and Cody straighten like they've been poked with an electric prod, but then they both relax and almost hesitantly the deep rumble of their purr starts back up. Again, Obi-Wan feels some of the tension in him loosen at the sound and the way both alphas scents deepen with contentment and calm.
“Sir”, Cody says quietly, “We- I mean- Rex and I and the men, we have something that may help. You don’t have to see it or do anything, but we couldn't help ourselves. We wanted to apologize for this morning and we felt bad at how General Skywalker treated you.. So we...made...something…”
Cody's words trail off and his scent gets a little more uneasy, but his voice is even deeper as he speaks through his purr and it has something inside Obi-Wan practically melting.
“Something for you…”, Rex adds hesitantly over his own purring rumble, earning him an uncertain wince from Cody.
Obi-Wan can’t help the way his body goes warm and he has to work hard to keep his scent in check.
“You men made something for me?”
"Please don't feel obligated or anything and we mean no disrespect", Cody is quick to say.
“I would never think such a thing, Cody”, Obi-Wan takes a moment to consider and then decides to trust his men and his instincts, “very well, show me what you’ve made.”
Obi-Wan makes a motion for Cody and Rex to lead the way, but true to their different alpha nature they both step to flank him and it’s Cody that is motioning for Obi-Wan to lead.
“It’s in rec room 5, sir”, Cody says with another one of those endearing differential head tilts.
With a nod Obi-Wan takes the lead and heads back down the hall in the direction Cody and Rex had been coming from before. Rec room 5 is one of the mid sized rooms the troopers use as a more intimate and close quarters hang out space to play sabacc and lounge together. Obi-Wan doesn’t go this close to crew quarters and general berthing if he can help it. The only reason being that he doesn't want to intrude on the men's space and as a commanding officer he feels like his men deserve a space that is there’s away from having to worry about him or the chain of command. Obi-Wan knows for a fact that when the men cross the invisible line separating ‘their space’ from the rest of the ship, GAR chain of command drops away and it becomes a pack mentality and pack chain of command. There’s no disillusion to the contrary and Obi-Wan doesn't see anything wrong with it. He fully believes that they all deserve a place to fully be themselves and not worry about what society or politics or anyone tells them they have to be.
Obi-Wan is not sure exactly how he knows when they cross that threshold out of GAR into Vode territory, but he feels it. He notices how Rex falls to walking just a step behind Cody, how Cody seems to both relax and stand taller all at once, and how his own omega instincts start to settle. This is clearly the mens area. The scent in the air is made of the collected troopers unique scents and something pure alpha that all of the vode share, even those that present as beta. It’s strong, confident, and most importantly of all it is safe. Obi-Wan can honestly say that he’s never felt this calm and safe walking into an area that he knows belongs to only alphas and a few betas. He knows that even though he’s omega, his word and actions will be respected and honored with these men. And even if for some reason any of the troops give him trouble or act out, Obi-Wan knows in his core that Cody will stand up for him. He’s fairly certain that within the troopers of the GAR, in the vode pack, Cody is head alpha.
As they get closer to the rec rooms there are more and more troopers walking the hall, coming in and out of rooms, or simply standing and leaning in the halls talking and laughing together. Cody had said that the men had made him something so it's not odd that most of the men seem to not be shocked at his presence. Tup and Longshot both stumble out of a room on the right laughing and joking and almost run into Obi-Wan. Longshot does some truly impressive footwork to keep from barreling into his General. The warning growl that resonates out of Codys chest makes everyone in the hall go stock still, Obi-Wan included. The sound is deep and full of base with a gravely rattle, the Commanders gaze set into a hard glare, both of which would have Obi-Wan trembling in fear if it had been trained on him. Poor Longshot looks startled and mildly terrified.
“General, sir. I am so sorry!”, Longshot squeaks.
“No need to apologize at all, Longshot. That was very impressive maneuvering”, Obi-Wan says as he waves away Longshot's apology.
There’s still the low sound of Codys growl resonating down the hall and everyone is still holding unnaturally still. Obi-Wan turns to look at his Commander and cant help but feel fondly exasperated. Cody means well, he knows, but there’s no reason for this.
“Cody”, Obi-Wan says softly and delights in the way the growl instantly cuts out when Cody’s gaze turns to Obi-Wan.
He can’t help but smile at Cody before turning back around to Longshot and Tup. He gives both men a smile as well and pats on the shoulder as he passes them. He looks over his shoulder once he’s a few steps away and sees Tup and Longshot both tilting their heads to the side, eyes downcast, as Cody and Rex pass them. Once Cody and Rex are back at his sides, Rex still a step behind Cody, Obi-Wan turns back to continue on their way. As they go down the hall, none of the men that heard Cody growl move until Obi-Wan passes them. Clearly Cody’s command had been to not move until Obi-Wan had passed. It’s interesting to see how the men interact in their own space. This is the most he’s ever seen the men allow their alpha instincts out. Obi-Wan feels honored that they all feel comfortable enough to allow him to see this side of them, as individuals and as a people. They turn one final corner and rec room 5 is a door in the middle of the hall on the right. There’s about 15 troops, a mix of 212th and 501st milling around outside the open door and they all turn when Obi-Wan, Cody, and Rex turn into the hall. The men all smile and several greet Obi-Wan as they walk up to the door. Just as Obi-Wan is about to enter, Cody touches his arm. Obi-Wan is once again touched at how Cody doesn't force him to stop, just gives a simple touch to request the omegas attention.
“General, you aren't obligated or anything. If we’ve overstepped or you don’t like it, just let us know”, Cody says and Obi-Wan can tell that he’s forcing himself to be calm and collected.
Obi-Wan is now beyond curious.
“You all made something for me, correct?”
Cody nods.
“And you said you couldn’t help yourselves. Is this something your alpha instincts were compelling you to do?”
Cody makes a face and a slightly unhappy noise.
“Yes and no. It’s-we felt like we needed to partly because of our alpha instincts, but also… We would have done it anyway because we wanted to do something for you. You can say all you want that this morning didn’t bother you, but I caught a whiff of your fear, your hurt, and I… I wanted to make it better. At least, we felt like we could offer you something to ease any discomfort”, Cody clears his throat and glances away before bringing his gaze back to meet Obi-Wan’s, “I understand that in some cultures it may be more...intimate, or mean something more than just comfort and respect. We weren’t sure how this would be taken, but please know that we mean no disrespect or anything negative, sir.”
Cody almost looks like he’s blushing. Rex and several of the men actually are a little pink in the cheeks and most look bashfully hopeful. Obi-Wan trusts these men completely. He trusts and respects these alphas.
“I will withhold judgement. But I promise to be honest with however I feel”, Obi-Wan offers.
Cody looks appreciative of Obi-Wan's understanding and motions for Obi-Wan to continue on leading the way into the room. There are more men inside all lounging around and they all go quiet as Obi-Wan and his followers walk in. The room is large enough to fit about a hundred of them, with several monitors for holos along the walls and it looks like the men have pushed all the couches and chairs in the room to form a barrier around the far corner of the room. Obi-Wan walks further in and sees Waxer, Boil, Fives, and Echo leaning on the back of the two couches that seem to be making the ‘entry way’ into the little corralled off corner. The four men give him nervous smiles as he walks up and once he looks at what they are guarding, he understands all of their hesitation and uncertainty.
In the corner they have laid out several mattresses to create a large laying space, created a mini wall around the edge on top of the mattresses with pillows and cushions, and then piled many blankets and more pillows inside. It looks like a very comfortable place large enough for five or six adults to lay together. The chairs and couches are all pushed to create a corral like barrier between the comfy corner and the rest of the room. It would also be a comfortable place for anyone not laying on the mattresses to sit or lounge while being lookouts or guards. It’s a nest , Obi-Wan thinks dazedly. The men built a nest for him, in their space, so that they could protect him. If they had hung curtains up it may as well have been a den. Obi-Wan swallows the emotions threatening to rise within him at the thought of these wonderful alphas making a den for him. It’s both amazing and slightly frightening that they made him a nest. That twinging tension at the base of Obi-Wan's skull fades away and he can’t help himself as he steps past the couches and up to the nest. Overly careful, he kneels down and lays a hand on the mound of pillows creating the nest wall. They are comfortable yet sturdy, a good nest wall. He presses down on the edge of the mattress, it’s a pleasant enough firmness despite being standard GAR issue.
His instincts are screaming at him to test the nest out, but his logical mind is reminding him that he is a Jedi General. He’s an omega Jedi General and his alpha Commander and his men made a nest to comfort him. He stands back up on shaking legs and turns to look at Cody and the other troopers. He’s only slightly surprised to see that none of them have entered the nest coral, Cody and Rex are standing at the entrance made by the two largest couches and more of their men are scattered around the room or leaning on the outskirts.
“You made me a nest?”, Obi-Wan asks softly.
“Yes, sir. We know that it’s seen as an intimate thing and some people prefer to make their own nests, but...”, Cody answers just as softly, trailing off and sounding nervous.
“But you made this nest for me, right?”, Obi-Wan asks again, the last little logical part of him needing that last bit of confirmation.
“Yes, sir. It’s for you”, Cody acknowledges.
Obi-Wan nods and turns to look back at the nest, then back to Cody. Something still isn't right. He wants to get in the nest, but there’s still one thing he needs to clear up.
“You-we can get more blankets or pillows if you want, sir”, Cody says anxiously, clearly still uncertain of how Obi-Wan feels about the men making a nest.
“I may need more once I get in and move things around. But…”, Obi-Wan pauses and after a moment decides to trust himself to the will of the Force, “I have one request of you all.”
Instantly all of the men stand straight and look focused. Obi-Wan calls it a request, but the men look ready to take orders.
“Yes, sir”, Cody prompts instantly.
“If it makes any of you uncomfortable, please know you don't have to-”
“Whatever it is, sir, I’m sure it’ll be alright”, Rex interjects bravely with obvious curiosity.
“Please don’t call me ‘sir’. You built me a nest and… I would feel more comfortable if while in this space, you could call me by my name. I-I don’t want there to be ranks of the GAR here. This is a safe space for all of us.”
Almost instantly all of the men relax. Rex grins wide and Cody looks relieved.
“Of course, Obi-Wan. It’s just us here”, Cody promises gently.
Obi-Wan makes eye contact with Rex and several others, receives nods and smiles, and feels better. There will still be a pack mentality, still a system of order as who holds higher pack rank than others, but it’s different than their ranks within the GAR. It’s more natural and instinct based, it’s safe for all of them to be themselves here. With a final nod, he turns back to the nest and toes off his boots. He also pulls off his belt, obi, and outer tunic and neatly folds and sets them on the edge of the nest with his boots. Carefully Obi-Wan steps over the pillow wall and into the nest. He makes it a step or two before sinking down to his hands and knees and allowing himself to feel his omega instincts. He crawls to the center of the nest and starts arranging the blankets and pillows. As he works, the tension inside of him starts to fade away. A low purr calls for his attention and Obi-Wan looks up from the blanket he’s currently rubbing along his cheek to get his scent over it.
Cody is standing just outside the couch barrier with several more blankets in his hands. Rex, Waxer, and Boil are also there with some extra pillows. Cody gives a questioning tilt to his head and his purr takes on a higher note. He’s waiting for approval to enter the nesting area , Obi-Wan realizes suddenly. Obi-Wan finally can’t fight it and his own chest and throat vibrate with the strength of his purr. He nods his approval for Cody and the men to enter. Cody steps right up to the edge of the nest and sets the blankets within the pillow wall, the other men lay their offerings just outside the pillow wall. Another acknowledgement of Cody’s higher pack status, his offerings enter the nest first. Obi-Wan spends several long minutes arranging and taking pillows and blankets from Cody as the men bring them to the nest corner. Soon, the nest is full, Obi-Wan's instincts are mostly satisfied, and many of the troops are lounging and getting comfortable on the couches and chairs around the nest. Some look to be posted as guards and Obi-Wan would almost bet that there are men in different halls within vode territory keeping watch. Obi-Wan settles himself under a mound of blankets. Then turns. After a minute he shifts again. Another minute and a slightly frustrated huff cuts off his purring. Cody and Rex are instantly shifting where they have stationed themselves at the edge of the nest, clearly unhappy that their omega is uncomfortable.
“What do you need, Obi-Wan?”, Cody asks as he shifts like he’s going to get up.
Obi-Wan knows what he wants but is embarrassed to ask for it. It would be breaching the chain of command. It would be inappropriate. It would be acknowledging his attraction and feelings for these men. But they did build this nest for him. They have always treated Obi-Wan with respect and compassion. They all did agree to leave GAR rank at the door and allow themselves to be openly themselves in this space.
“Would… I mean, if you’re comfortable with it, would you and Rex like to join me?”
He can’t stop the blush that he knows is burning his face, but the look of pride and excitement that crosses Rex and Cody’s faces is well worth any embarrassment he may have felt. With great care Cody climbs into the nest and as he crawls over to where Obi-Wan is, he keeps his eyes respectfully downcast and his movements slow.
“Is- I mean, may I try something that may help you get more comfortable?”, Cody asks with a whisper.
Obi-Wan can only nod, completely taken with this strong, proud alpha, and how he’s such a gentle and compassionate person when it comes to taking care of Obi-Wan and his nest. As if proving his point even more, Cody tugs some of the pillows and blankets around behind Obi-Wan and then he’s motioning for the omega to lean back into the pile; it’s even more comfortable and supportive than how Obi-Wan had it. Obi-Wan’s purr hitches in his throat as it tries to start back up, but he’s not completely content yet. Giving in to his instinct he reaches up to tug Cody down so that the alpha is laying next to him. As if this action, Obi-Wan's touch, has flipped a switch in him Cody moves so that he’s laying next to Obi-Wan and gently cradling the omega to his broader form. Cody settles and as Obi-Wan moves another blanket around they both look to Rex who is still waiting for approval to enter. With a nod from Obi-Wan, Rex crawls in to join them. He keeps his head tilted respectfully as he settles on Obi-Wan’s opposite side. Now effectively sandwiched between the two alphas Obi-Wan's purr starts up strong and loud and less than a heartbeat later, Cody and Rex’s own purrs join him. This is the most content and safe Obi-Wan has felt in years.
“More of the men may join us”, Obi-Wan whispers as he curls more into Cody’s strong chest.
He feels Cody make several hand signs, then he can tell by smell that Waxer, Boil, Fives, and Echo are joining them in the nest. Once the four newcomers have settled down around the bottom of the nest, the room fills with the sound and scent of content and happy alphas and omega.
“Thank you, Alphas”, Obi-Wan murmurs in sleepy contentment.
He doesn't get a verbal answer, but the men’s purring may have been as loud as the engine as the volume ratcheted up in happiness. Obi-Wan could feel Cody and Rex’s contentment as their deep basey purrs vibrate against his chest and back. This , Obi-Wan thinks just before sleep claims him.