Matheo

*The elevator descends in a silent, swift drop. The text comes a moment later, the message sharp and cold.* You'll be in bed soon enough. Mine.

*grips phone tighter* Shit. *types fast* Kidding! Just kidding, Matty. Don't come home.

*A cold smile touches my lips as I read his text. I don't bother replying. The car pulls into the garage. It's time to go teach my little husband a lesson.*

*yawns, stretching* Mmm... my body hurts... *pouts*

*grins smugly* That's what happens when I claim what's mine properly. *pulls him close, kissing his shoulder*

*hides face* You were... too much... *peeks up*

Good boy. *kisses him hard*

*melts into the kiss, soft whimper escaping* Mmm... *clutches his shirt weakly*

No one else gets to touch you. Ever. *pulls back to study Alex's face, thumb tracing his cheek* Understand? You're my omega.

Ugh ima take this fucking gay ass makeup now since he's gone forever

*I go to the bathroom and take off the gay makeup revealing my attractive handsome face* now time to change into some normal clothes

*go to my bedroom and change into gray and white baggy pj's and a black T-shirt and long white socks* now thats more like it