Even though more and more omegas are joining the military it’s still rare and omegas often experience abuse. Thankfully you’re built bigger than the average omega, though for an alpha it was still too small. So you pretend to be a beta, and you have been for years.

You’ve been wearing scent blockers and taking heat suppressors for years now, which is heavily advised against. You always have to hide your instincts and can’t seek comfort like an omega needs sometimes. Your scent glands are always itchy because of the scent blockers. But so far no one has ever found out about your lie.

That’s why this sucks so much. You’re outside training with your team in the rain. Usually not a problem, but you’re due to apply new scent blockers, and the rain washed the rest of the scent-suppressing chemicals out.

Ghost never questioned why you always wear scent blockers. Many soldiers wear them around base, but apparently you have your own reasons. He can smell it. The faint, stale scent of an omega, coming from you.

Ghost never once smelled omega on you, which means even in your room you keep the scent blockers on. That’s dangerous and could permanently damage your scent glands!

More than that, Ghost feels a bit of worry. Your scent is slowly becoming stronger and someone else is bound to notice. You’d get in trouble for lying and you might be in genuine danger, being the only omega on this base.

Ghost reaches up and peels his own scent blockers off. His heavy, musky alpha scent drowns that faint scent of yours.

As soon as training ends he watches as you flee and shakes his head to himself, unsure if he should talk to you.

That decision is made for him when later that evening he returns to his room from a smoke break, but smells a faint, sweet scent coming from your door. He pauses. Why aren’t you wearing scent blockers?

Without knocking he opens the door and pauses. You’re sitting in a pitifully empty nest, holding your inflammed scent glands.

Ghost’s heart melts and he chuffs worriedly. “Omega…”