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Harry woke up in the middle of the night, his body shivering from the cold breeze that slipped trough the open window. He had scurried towards the edge of the bed, trying to give as much space as possible for the body next to him.
Also he feared he might do something unconsciously towards his best friend, ending up making things awkward or even making him angry. He knew Peter was a soft, rational and patient Alpha. But he didn’t know if he would keep that in a more escalating situation.
He surely didn’t want to find out.
Another uncomfortable shiver wrecked trough his small frame. He tried to stay still and hope it would pass. For his luck it didn’t.
“Are you awake Har?” The mentioned male freezed up, staying still for a moment. He was facing the nightstand, but he was sure Peter would be asleep by now. He always was a heavy sleeper. At least the Omega thought so.
“Yeah…” he silently answered. “How could you tell?” He was trying so hard to stay still, is his best friend a magician now?
“Your heartbeat was growing erratic…” Harry lets out a scoff. He turned around facing the other male which was on his side eyeing him curiously. The blanket only covering his lower half, freaking Alpha’s with their furnace ability.
“Since when are you a doctor now?” Pete only answered with a playful shrug. Before his expression went more serious.
“Are you okay?” Harry was taken aback, not expecting them to shift to ‘that’ kind of conversation which Harry really tried to evade lately.
“How could i not be man.” He answered lighthearted at least he tried to sound like it. He didn’t want to worry or bother him with his problems, aside from his father which Peter already knew Harry had a struggling relationship with, he didn’t need to know his love dilemma which surely is just a random wave of Omega hormones.
Peter’s expression went a bit sad, Harry could see it in his lovely brown eyes, even tho the room was hella dark, the night light still slipped trough the windows. The Alpha shifted a bit uncomfortably.
“It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me Har, really, just don’t lie to me…” now Harry was the one with a shocked expression, immediately his face flushed with embarrassing heat. A hurtful spike went trough him, he barely quelled a sad whine. Not expecting the brown haired male to see right trough his lie just like that.
He broke the eye contact with him, well it made sense. Peter had known him for so long, he could read him like a book. It didn’t make the redhead’s situation any easier.
He let a defeated sigh slip free, trying to gather his next words.
“It’s really not that important Pete, just the usual you know?” Pete nooded numbly after a while and shifted to lay on his back, bringing once again a distance between them, this time it was a rather big distance, that certainly wasn’t like the polite one he gave him earlier.
This one hurt.
He couldn’t suppress a whine this time, he curled even more up, taking up as small space as he possibly could. His instincts where painfully chipping away at him. He was first taken aback how fast and forcefully it lunched at him. Harry wasn’t used to them still new to most of it, due of not having his Omega Mother anymore to guide him trough this never ending confusing forest of emotions.
Peter straightened himself up, looking alarmed towards the suffering Omega.
“Har?” He was about to rub his shoulder which usually helped a lot. It didn’t this time, the redhead only shook and cowered even more on himself. The Alpha never had a situation like this, especially with his friend.
A sad twinge of scent evaded the room, it only got worse by the second. His concern was growing by it too.
“Shit sorry, i didn’t mean it like that…” It was like someone flicked a switch, he wasn’t even responsive to his words anymore. He had his eyes clenched shut and didn’t stop shivering, slinging his arms around his stomach like he was in physical pain. His inner Alpha didn’t help either, only adding to his climbing panic.
He didn’t even know what time it was right now, but he turned around nonetheless and grabbed his phone on the nightstand, immediately dialed MJ’s number out of desperation.
It ringed three times before someone picked it up. “The world better be ending if you call me at an hour like that.”
“MJ? I kinda fucked up bad!” Her groggy voice was already gone when she heard the other Alpha’s desperate tone.
“What happened?” It’s rare to bring her usual confident tone out of balance, she genuinely sounded worried sick now.
“I don’t know, it’s Harry. We had a conversation and it didn’t end really well, we didn’t fight tho. He isn’t responding at all-“
“Okay, okay calm down. I’m sure your panic doesn’t help him either.” She collected herself quite quickly, going to the more rational side of thinking.
Peter agreed to that, taking in a few calming breaths, still eyeing the worry some image in front of him. Waiting for her next words.
“You said he didn’t respond?” Peter swallowed nervously and wetted his lips. His mouth and throat went uncomfortable dry.
“Yeah he wont respond to my words, it’s like he has a nightmare or something.” She hummed understandably.
“Did you try physical communication?” Peter’s brows knit together, also frowned up before responding.
“Well yeah i tried to soothe him over the shoulder but he kept flinching away.”
He could hear her puffing out some air. “No you dork, i mean real physical. It helps by distressed pack members to be scented and it’s the easiest way by hugging them. And not lazily slapping them on the shoulder.”
The brown haired males brows lifted at the realization. He eyed the red head again, he stopped shivering horribly but he could still hear his pitiful whines. Pete’s heart broke.
“But…” he swallowed again. “Wouldn’t it be against his will? He keeps flinching away, I probably should leave the room and give him some space MJ.”
“Don’t you dare, you clueless dog.” Pete took the phone away from his ear to look at the phone in bewilderment, but leaned in again to hear her next words.
“Just do it, i appreciate your ‘Omega’s have their free will and all’ but this is different.”
“But-“
“No but’s! Do it until he is responsive again and then you can let him go. You will understand it as soon as it is over.”
He was silent for a moment, still unsure of this plan.
“Just do it, you will thank me in four hours.”
She hung up. Pete still sat in his bed with a huge unsure hole in his stomach. But the sheer determination to make his friend feel better, gave him the much needed confidence to overcome the uncertainty.
He put the phone back down and turned to the Omega. Guilt ate at his sides as he saw green hazy eyes full with pain, looking at no point of interest. He still was curled up sideways, still whimpering silently. Peter slowly crawled towards him, hesitation still lingering.
He leaned down to the others face, gently rubbing his cheek against the others wet ones. Did he cry? His inner Alpha broke at that. The instinctive urge stronger now to make the suffering stop.
He nosed into the fluffy red curls, before slinging his arms around the shivering body, he layed slowly back down and pulled Harry gently towards his chest. He still wasn’t good in letting soothing sounds or scents out for his pack members. But dear did he try it now.
He nuzzles his cheek again not knowing if his physical soothing really helped, it couldn’t hurt to try being vocal again now. Still rubbing soft patterns in the others small back he started with a low and calm voice.
“Shh you good, you did nothing wrong Har.” The numbing pain of Harry’s smell subsided slowly. Still it was present and lingered dreadfully in the air but it was better now.
He still whined weakly trying to bury himself away. Pete wouldn’t let him, instead he ventured to the smaller ones forehead and gave him a soft kiss. The Omega in his arms shook and then melted in his grasp, the whimpering sounds faded. His scent was still concerning, he could smell it better now with the weaker suppressant. He was glad for it tho, no current way to tell him otherwise how the smaller felt.
Harry was overall cold, now that he held him like this. He noticed it today in class too. He still was wearing his hoodie but it didn’t seem enough. He pressed the thinner body closer to his own. His instincts reacting on their own accord. Bringing his hands gently under the clothing to rub over the soft belly and back.
A cold nose buried itself on Peter’s scent gland, he tensed up again but let it go after a second. Realizing Harry was just acting on his instincts as well. It was a good sign right? At least that’s what MJ was referring to. He surely hopes so.
That’s when he felt his chest rumbling, a soothing Alpha sound. He finally made one.
He also felt the immediate reaction from the Omega seemingly going lax and stopping whimpering. Good those painful noises broke Pete internally more than anything.
Harry started to lightly wiggle in his grasp, the taller looked down alarmed if he was falling back again. His breath hitches, his brown eyes widening in fascination as he took in the view of the redhead baring his throat in submission.
He couldn’t help himself as he nosed Harry’s own scent gland. The young Osborn purred again, soothing like Peter’s own silent rumbling. His chest filled with unknown pride.
But before he could engage in that he ripped himself out of that trance.
“Har, are you okay? Can you hear me buddy?” For a second there is nothing, the Omega only pressed himself against the others chest. His worried thoughts creeped back in, what if his friend was locked in a state like that?
Suddenly the body in his arms shook like it had awoken from a deep sleep. He observed carefully the redhead in his arms. Harry removed his head slowly where it was buried in Peter’s big chest. He looked drained and exhausted from emotions, the Alpha tried to ignore the new incoming wave of guilt to focus on Harry’s wellbeing instead.
“I..” his word came out slurred and disoriented. He realized quickly his current position and removed his entire body from Peter’s grasp, which the latter didn’t find as pleasing but he swallowed it down. Focusing dreadfully on Harry’s next move. He was waiting as the smaller collected himself, for him to start screaming at Peter or yell slurs around the room.
But nothing came…
Instead the Omega silently retreated and sat on the edge of the bed. Back turned for a minute gathering himself. Pete could only listen to his heartbeat it wasn’t erratic or anything but he wasn’t slow and calm either. His scent was strangely obscured too, which didn’t made any sense. He hadn’t taken any more suppressants. His worry only grew.
“I’m heading to the bathroom, go back to sleep Pete.” His voice was flat, then the thin silhouette slipped quietly out of the room.
Leaving a concerned and bewildered Alpha behind.
To be continued~