Webnovel Author: deadpeopleflowers - Novel Collection

A little bit of sweet talking and a touch of fishing for sympathy got him an extra large container of beef broth, the kind they used in the wonton soup. Delivered to his door along with an over-stuffed box of the best shrimp fried rice in the city. Ryan slept through the delivery. Scott decided the best course of action was to go ahead and eat. He was hungry after all, and it was already past when he usually had dinner.

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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"Because I was hungry. And because you left your food in my car. And because I upset you, and I want to talk about it. And because it's pouring outside, and I thought I'd offer you a ride once your shift's over."

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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Scott's eyes fluttered open. Both of them were blushing, though it was more apparent on Scott's pale complexion. There were stars in Scott's eyes, and you could practically hear the angelic choir singing in his head.

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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The second girl was much bolder. "Is it true you can get pregnant even though you're a dude?" She asked.

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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Scott tried several more times to try and buy something for Ryan. No clothes, no candles, no jewelry, even Build-a-Bear was turned down. He's never had a partner refuse Build-a-Bear. It was the most romantic early dating activities he could think of. It's been a year or two since he's dated anyone, maybe that sort of thing fell out of style?

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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"I know, the calories are through the roof for it, but I don't come here often. I figure it's okay to indulge a bit." Scott laughed.

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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"That... Was terrifying..." Rayan panted.

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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Three hours, fifteen minutes until the date. One hour to dress up and get there. Two hours, fifteen minutes of sleep. He triple checked his alarms. Two hours, ten minutes of sleep.

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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himself that even if Ryan never ever wanted to talk to him about it, that was okay. Even if he was really curious. He thought back to the way Ryan said "I've never been able to get pregnant," and how relieved he sounded. It certainly hit different now.

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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"Achievement Unlocked."

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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"People can like whoever they want. Liking people is funny that way."

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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So that's what it was, eh? Not that she wasn't attractive, but Scott was very happily off the market at the moment. Besides, she wasn't wearing an omega collar. He'd decided years ago that he would only go out with omegas. Things were less complicated that way.

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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"Hellooo kitty!"

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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It's Saturday at Dean's Grocery. The place is packed with soccer moms, their kids screaming for "those cookies" or "that cereal," and all the other poor fools whose work schedules force them to run errands on the weekend. Every available associate is on the register, managers included, and still the queues are four or more customers deep. Cashiers are having to run price and ad checks on their own, and no, your "imported free-range non-gmo cruelty free veggie-based face cream" is not 98¢ and I'll show you the shelf label because yes, that bitch really is $20 and you knew that before you got up here Karen.

Mark Me Yours (Omegaverse BL)

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