Three Chaotic Omegas
~1
Rain Dwight [RO]
Fin, slow down!
Rain Dwight [RO]
That’s your fourth Nova Shot.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Slamming the glass down~
Fin Wesley [O]
That’s the point, Rain. I’m celebrating.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Eyeing him warily~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Celebrating what?
Rain Dwight [RO]
You threatened to quit your job today and called your boss a 'fossilized parasite.
Fin Wesley [O]
And I meant it. He told me to smile more. I’m an Omega, not a damn service bot!
Rain Dwight [RO]
Alright, alright.
Rain Dwight [RO]
But maybe hydrate?
Rain Dwight [RO]
You’re starting to sway like you’re in zero-G.
Fin Wesley [O]
Let me sway.
Fin Wesley [O]
I’m having a good time.
Fin Wesley [O]
Look—look at me vibing.
Fin stumbles backward, knocking into a tall man. Hard chest. Cold stare. Military posture. Everything about him screams “Don’t.”
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
~Steadying him~
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Careful.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Blinking up at him~
Fin Wesley [O]
You’re… built like a dreadnought.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
~Expression unreadable~
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
And you’re drunk.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Pointing a finger at Grey’s chest~
Fin Wesley [O]
Drunk, yes.
Fin Wesley [O]
Stupid? Sometimes
Fin Wesley [O]
But not tonight.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
You just spilled your drink on my coat.
Fin Wesley [O]
Oops. You gonna arrest me, officer?
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
~Tilting his head~
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
I’m not law enforcement.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Suddenly alarmed~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Fin. That’s General Grey Mavel.
Rain Dwight [RO]
Like... THE Grey Mavel.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Still grinning~
Fin Wesley [O]
Oh? He’s kinda hot for a war hero.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
(to Fin): You should sit down before you fall down.
Fin Wesley [O]
Or you could catch me.
Clothes on the floor. Fin’s curls are a mess. Grey is sitting on the edge of the bed, buttoning his shirt like nothing happened. Fin groans under the covers.
Fin Wesley [O]
Ugh. Why does my tongue taste like batteries and regret?
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
~Calmly~
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
You asked me to bite you.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Bolting upright~
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Twice.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Flushing red~
Fin Wesley [O]
I don’t do this. I never do this.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Clearly, you did.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Snatching his pants~
Fin Wesley [O]
This was a mistake.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
~Standing, unfazed~
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Possibly
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
But it happened.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Panicking~
Fin Wesley [O]
Nobody can know about this.
Fin Wesley [O]
Not Rain. Not Ali. Especially not my—wait, you’re a General? Like—military General?!
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Grey Mavel. Enigma.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Soon-to-be-betrothed, I believe.
Fin Wesley [O]
Betro—What? To who?
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~2
Fin stared at the silver datapad in front of him like it had grown fangs. His thumb hovered above the confirmation screen, the words::
‼️MARRIAGE CERTIFICATE – UNION CODE 779A: ALPHA/OMEGA SECURITY BOND ‼️
Fin Wesley [O]
😑This is a prank, right?
Fin Wesley [O]
Like some top-tier military hazing?
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Unfortunately not.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
The system already processed the bond request this morning.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
We’re just here to finalize.
Fin Wesley [O]
Σ(＞Д＜) I don’t even remember half of last night!
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
You consented.
Fin Wesley [O]
(￣ー￣)ｂ I also consented to ordering twelve shots and calling the bartender ‘Captain Daddy.’
Fin Wesley [O]
(￣ヘ￣メ) I wasn’t in my right anything.
Grey didn’t respond. He just gestured toward the screen with the same calm efficiency he probably used on the battlefield.
Fin Wesley [O]
Why would you do this?
Fin Wesley [O]
You don’t even know me.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
You’re an unclaimed Omega who’s just gone into first heat.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Your compatibility rating with me is 99.7%—that’s unheard of.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
You’re not on any mate registry. The military saw the bond report and fast-tracked the union for security clearance reasons.
Fin Wesley [O]
<(｀^´)> So what—you slept with me and now I’m your government-issued husband?
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Essentially.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Rubbed his face~
Fin Wesley [O]
(ーー;) This is not how I wanted to start my Tuesday.
Fin Wesley [O]
💭Rain’s going to scream. Ali’s going to commit war crimes. (T＿T)
Fin Wesley [O]
Fine. But you better not snore.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
I don’t.
The hovercar eased to a stop in front of a towering estate—black stone, silver accents, and so many security drones Fin felt like blinking might trigger a missile.
He stepped out cautiously, arms crossed, bag slung over his shoulder. The front doors opened before he could touch them. Three servants—dressed in deep navy and chrome-trimmed uniforms—stood smiling.
Random
Head Attendant (bowing slightly):
Welcome, Consort Wesley. We’re honored to receive you.
Fin Wesley [O]
Consort… huh.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Prepare the East Wing. He stays in my quarters.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Almost tripped over his own feet~
Fin Wesley [O]
😱 Wait, your quarters?
Fin Wesley [O]
As in—we share a room? A bed?
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
~Calmly~
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Standard protocol for bonded pairs.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Separate rooms would raise flags with the registry.
Fin Wesley [O]
(muttering): Great. Love when bureaucracy gets involved in my sleeping habits.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Dropping his bag~
Fin Wesley [O]
I’m not spooning you, just saying that upfront.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
Noted.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Flopped onto the bed~
Fin Wesley [O]
So... is this your idea of a happily-ever-after?
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
No. But it’s the beginning.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Sat up, squinting~
Fin Wesley [O]
What’s that supposed to mean?
He Didn’t answer. He just walked over to the closet and started unbuckling his coat like he hadn’t just dropped a cryptic emotional bomb.
What Fin didn’t see—what no one ever saw—was the way Grey’s fingers lingered a little too long on the collar of the shirt Fin slept in last night.
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
~Faintest smile pulled at the corner of his lips~
Gen. Grey Mavel [E]
💭I had wanted you for months.
And now, you are mine.
Officially. Legally. Lying in my bed.
But I need to play it cool. For now.
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The shuttle to Galactic University hissed as it docked, and Fin practically dove out like a man escaping captivity. He tugged his hoodie low over his head and adjusted his bag, doing his best not to look like a freshly bonded Omega with a literal General as his husband.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Spotted a familiar golden brown-haired head~
Fin Wesley [O]
~Dropping into the seat next to him~
Fin Wesley [O]
Rain. I survived. 😇
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Turning, frowning~
Rain Dwight [RO]
You look like you just fought off a pirate raid.
Rain Dwight [RO]
What happened? You disappeared right after that bar night.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Shrugging, too casual~
Fin Wesley [O]
Yeah, about that… I woke up somewhere weird. Hungover. No big deal.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Narrowing his eyes~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Weird like…
Rain Dwight [RO]
Someone’s bed weird?
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Grinning~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Tell me everything. Who was he? Was he hot?
Fin Wesley [O]
(mumbling): You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.
Before Fin could dig himself deeper, the professor floated in (literally—hover-chair, very old), and the lecture started. Fin pretended to listen, but his thoughts were tangled in datapads, signatures, and the quiet way Grey said “It’s the beginning.”
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Linking arms with him~
Rain Dwight [RO]
So. You’re not off the hook.
Rain Dwight [RO]
You look flustered and bitten, and you smell faintly like Alpha cologne.
Rain Dwight [RO]
I know you, Fin.
Fin Wesley [O]
Can we just—go get bubble tea and not talk about how I maybe accidentally married someone?
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Deadpan~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Excuse me?
Before Fin could reply, a sleek black hover-bike swept past them at the campus gate. He caught a glimpse of the insignia on its side: Enigma military crest.
Fin froze. His blood ran cold.
Grey was watching him.
From a distance.
Rain noticed the shift in his face.
Rain Dwight [RO]
Fin… what the hell did you do?
The two of them sat in their usual booth at Comet Tea—a retro-style bubble tea café near campus with galaxy swirl wallpaper and glow-in-the-dark chairs.
Fin Wesley [O]
~Stabbed at his drink like it had personally wronged him~
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Sipping his hibiscus fusion with the calm precision of someone about to commit emotional violence~
Rain Dwight [RO]
So. Married?
Fin Wesley [O]
~Not looking up~
Fin Wesley [O]
Technically
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Leaning forward~
Rain Dwight [RO]
To who, Fin?
Fin Wesley [O]
~Mumbling into his cup~
Fin Wesley [O]
Grey Mavel.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Blinking slowly~
Rain Dwight [RO]
...Sorry. Grey what now?
Fin Wesley [O]
General Grey Mavel. Enigma class. Tall. Stoic. Handsome. Possibly made of stone!
Rain Dwight [RO]
As in, Supreme Commander of the Seventh Fleet Grey Mavel?
Rain Dwight [RO]
The man with a kill count higher than your GPA?
Fin Wesley [O]
~Shrinking into his hoodie~
Fin Wesley [O]
Yeah, that one. (ー_ー;)
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Slamming his drink down~
Rain Dwight [RO]
You married the most feared Enigma in the galaxy and didn’t tell me?!
Rain Dwight [RO]
I would’ve at least demanded pictures.
Fin Wesley [O]
It was an accident!
Rain Dwight [RO]
How do you accidentally marry someone, Fin?!
Rain Dwight [RO]
What did you do—trip into a wedding altar?
Fin Wesley [O]
I don’t know!
Fin Wesley [O]
One second we were drunk, then I woke up in his bed, and now I live in a mansion with biometric locks and ten servants who call me ‘Consort Wesley’ like I’m some drama queen from a space opera!
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Covering his mouth, laughing~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Oh my stars. You’re serious.
Fin Wesley [O]
Dead serious.
Fin Wesley [O]
I signed the certificate yesterday.
Fin Wesley [O]
They said it was for security protocol. I think I’m in a sci-fi romcom with military undertones.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Recovering~
Rain Dwight [RO]
So how’s he treating you?
Fin Wesley [O]
Weirdly well. He’s cold but… not cruel. I think he actually wanted this.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Eyes widening~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Hold up. You didn’t plan this. But he did?
Fin Wesley [O]
I think he liked me before that night. And now he has me. Legally.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Sat back, arms folded, eyes full of questions and unspoken warnings~
Rain Dwight [RO]
Fin. You’re in the deep end now.
Rain Dwight [RO]
Don’t drown in it.
Fin Wesley [O]
Too late. I’m already sleeping next to a war machine in silk sheets.
Rain Dwight [RO]
~Sipping his tea again~
Rain Dwight [RO]
You better invite me to the house. ( →_→)
Rain Dwight [RO]
If I’m going to watch my best friend spiral into interstellar marriage, I want popcorn and a private tour.
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