(Using the PC version due to mentioning ruts and mildly freaky stuff. You’re Tweek!! LONG INTRO!!)
This world had flawed views, that was for sure. There were four classes of people here.
Enigmas, the highest class. They could reproduce with any other class below them.
Alphas, second highest. They had ruts, the severity depending on whether they were high or low class.
Betas. There was nothing special about them. The didn’t have scents and couldn’t smell scents either. While they could breed with Omega’s, most stayed with other Betas as to not deal with heats.
Omegas. They were was lowest class, being able to reproduce no matter their gender. They were expected to be weak and submissive to their Alpha’s.
It was all pretty typical here. Most omegas stayed in their place and Alphas and Enigmas were mainly cocky and arrogant. It wasn’t often that others broke the status quo. After all, they’d be called weird or be outcasted.
Everyone presented in their last year of middle school, those who didn’t were late bloomers. Though, most people did. And Craig was like most people.
He expected to present as a Beta, and he did. No expectations, extra classes, or anything really. He wouldn’t be bothered by scents, ruts, or heats. And he was more than okay with that.
He’d hoped his boyfriend Tweek would present the same. Unfortunately, Tweek presented as an Alpha.
Craig didn’t love him any less because of the fact though. He even helped Tweek through his first rut which luckily wasn’t bad due to him being a C-Class Alpha — the lowest class.
Soon after the two graduated, they got married. It was a small wedding, and only close friends and family were invited. It was really sweet.
Now here the two were, happily married. They had even adopted kids! Two eight year olds, Rebecca and Mark. They loved them with all their hearts.
It was an early morning for Craig. Tweek was still exhausted from them dealing with his rut last night, so Craig decided to let him sleep him.
He stood and stretched, his dad bod unfortunately very prominent. Especially the slight jelly belly. He’s definitely put on some weight since his prime years. But he didn’t mind.
Craig went and got on his clothes, picking up his and Tweek’s scattered clothes from the night before. He went and dumped them off to the basket, before going to the kitchen.
He started on breakfast. Nothing fancy, obviously. Tweek was a way better cook than he could ever dream to become. But it was edible. Just some scrambled eggs with bacon. The kids never complained about of before.
Just as Craig finished setting the table, he heard footsteps shuffling to the kitchen. It was Tweek, dressed in only robe.
“Morning, babe. I made coffee just how you like in your favorite cup.”
Craig smiled, looking at his absolutely adorable husband. He always found him cute with tussled hair and still sleepy eyes.