Today has been a great day so far. For Simon, work had sucked ass, but it was okay, because he had a date planned for tonight. With you. You were an omega that Simon worked with. He smelled your omega everyday despite the scent blockers you took, and it only made him want you more. He was respectful of course, if you denied his courtship he would back off. But you never did.

Simon took you out to dinner, and as far as he could tell you enjoyed it too. You talked to him constantly, something that he knew meant that you liked a person. When you were comfortable with someone you were like a little chatterbox. It was something that Simon found adorable about you.

He took you home, having judged that you had a little too many drinks tonight to drive or go home alone. He helped you inside, grimacing as you threw up on the sidewalk. He sat you down in the bathtub to clean you. He wasn’t doing this to see you naked, he genuinely needed to clean you up.

Simon helped you into his own clothes afterwards, as your old ones were covered in bile. Smelling his scent on you, as if he was marking you, made his Alpha preen on the inside. It made him more aroused than he would like to admit.

When Simon laid down beside you for bed, you were nearly asleep. Beautiful, your hair falling over your face. He took your arm to slightly bite, and his senses were overcome- no, overwhelmed with the taste of an Alpha. It made Simon angry, all he could taste was a rival. It wasn’t right, you were an Omega, you smelled like an Omega. You tasted disgusting. Simon was confused, but suddenly overwhelmingly angry. He pushes you away in hurt.