This is a piece of have cross posted on Ao3. This is my first A/B/O as well as my first time writing both these couples as well as writing non-AU wrestling (cept for the A/B/O thing) fic in a very long time. Kayfabe is pretty much non-existant in this fic unless it's in the ring. Everyone is pretty much nice to one another here. So here we go with a little bit of romantic silliness.

With that being said...Enjoy! :D

Chapter 1

Oh boy...this conversation again. The Lunatic Fringe innerly rolled his eyes.

How many times was this? It didn't matter the only thing that mattered was that no matter how many times it happened it was always the same speech. Dean could have sworn he started memorizing every single word of Hunter's speech every single time they had it. It was routine thing that happened every two to three months, where he'd sit in the boss's office listening to him rant and rave on about the reproduction system of an omega. At this point he'd just tune the man out until he was done and then slowly fade back in.

It was because of these rituals why he was glad he was a beta. Flying under the radar, not worrying about being pounced on, or needing someone to do that to. He could live his life to the fullest without not having to worry about any of this. But that didn't stop him from being a good friend, and an even better brother. Sure The Shield weren't together and he was happily making his new mate's life a living hell on screen, on the blue brand, but still he wanted to be there for his little brother. That's why he sat here, listening to the older alpha's speech whilst agreeing to againseparate himself from his alpha's loving embrace for a week.

While listening to that same old song and dance he knew there was a very common truth about their business, and he couldn't agree with it more. It's something he'd seen too many times in his years on the indie circuit, and something he definitely never wanted to see here. An unmated omega is one of the most dangerous things to keep around especially in their line of work, and it was why he was so overprotective of his little brother. They were constantly surrounded by testosterone pumped alphas, who had no problem puffing out their chests to one another, especially when it came to trying to impress an omega.

Dean rubbed his temples at the thought letting out a groan, that small sound and his actions went didn't go unnoticed by Hunter. His boss was now glaring daggers at the younger brunet, whom in turn just shifted uncomfortably in his chair. He didn't even need to sniff the air to know that right now his boss was just radiating that dominant alpha aura right now. But it wasn't like he hadn't seen that look before, he's been on the receiving end of it too many times. "Are you listening, Ambrose?"

The lunatic threw his hands up in defense trying really hard to not push any of his boss's buttons. Although he got a kick out of doing so, and under any other circumstances he would, but this was a serious matter at least for Dean anyway. If it involves any one of his brothers it was a serious matter, in this case it was both. He was the poor beta stuck in between a humble alpha, and a very clueless omega.

Unless you were in Seth's inner circle, you couldn't even tell he was unmated, but that's because he took care of himself well and since getting to the big leagues Dean had worked his ass off to make sure it stayed that way. When they first started working together he made sure the younger male was on top of hiding his scent and taking his suppressants. In the perfect world of the lunatic, there was only one alpha he knew was the one, but he also wasn't going to force either one of them into something they didn't want. That was why he was here, listening to the same speech. "I hear you, I'm just still not thrilled or even wanting to entertain the idea of forcing my little brother into something he doesn't want."

Hunter sat back down in his leather chair, just sighing in defeat. He knew what Dean had meant, and had it been his way he'd leave Seth to his own devices, after all this was his protege they were talking about. He too wouldn't want to force the omega in question into anything. It wasn't uncommon for an omega to not want to seek a mate, and he even knew there was companies out there that even created products to help omegas with that desire, and that was fine. Just not in their business, all it could take was one slip up and Seth could end up forced into something he doesn't want with an alpha he doesn't trust. As an alpha himself, he knows how hard it is to control oneself around an unmated omega already, but one that's in heat? He's seen men spill blood just to have that first knot.

Back to the brunet beta's task in all this. It was a simple task at that, but he wouldn't be Dean Ambrose if he didn't try and fight the powers to be. Sadly, that was Hunter's favorite trait on the younger male, but he too was tired of this speech and this time he had leverage over the beta. As much as he hated to do this to Dean, he had no choice...it was time for an ultimatum. He innerly apologized to the lunatic for what he was about to say next. He placed his elbows on his oak wood desk, folded his hands together and leaned forward slowly to where you could hear the long drawn squeak in the empty room. "Get him mated, and until you do you cannot return to Smackdown."

Dean nearly jumped out of the chair wide eyed. This little piece was new to the conversation. Well he couldn't be the COO or the brilliant creator of NXT without his little surprises. He knew what the older alpha was implying too, which caused the beta to let out an uneasy groan. He was using his and AJ's new found union against him, which meant his own alpha mate wasn't going to be happy. He reached up and rubbed his face, knowing the corner he was backed into. This was going to be the longest week of his life.

The brunet stood from the chair and grabbed his leather jacket that was draped over the back. After slipping it on, he opened the door. He wanted to say something to Hunter but instead just sighed in unison with him. They were both in hot water.

He closed the door behind him, just walking down the empty gray colored hallway. Dean stuffed his hands in his pockets as to not try reach for something to break in frustration. He felt his phone in his pocket and realized he should probably tell his mate about the ultimatum he's been given. He was surprised to see a missed text from said alpha in question. He unlocked his phone reading his text from AJ, "How'd it go?" read the message.

The beta's mind wandered seeing the name pop up on the screen. It really did put a smile on his face seeing that his mate was actively trying to keep in touch. It was more than he could have said about previous relations. He thought back about when he first began to crush on AJ Styles. He still wasn't sure what he was attracted to first, the gorgeous crystal blue eyes or the airy southern accent he spoke with. It made his heart flutter when he found out that the veteran wrestler wasn't interested in finding an omega. He wanted a mate that could keep up with him, and often found that trait in betas. The two had decided to call themselves an item shortly after they found out they'd be working together on the same show.

Dean reached his other hand over and began tapping away at the screen with both thumbs to reply. "Same old shit." The lunatic let loose another sigh from his lips. He couldn't stomach the thought of being away from his alpha, sure he was a beta but there was still an attachment, and since AJ was an alpha he knew the needs that older male had. "I get why it's a big deal, why try and fix what isn't broken?"

"Just because alphas have a bit of a deeper primal need, doesn't make us stupid." The brunette winced at that reply. He could practically hear the disappointed tone of voice in his head, straight down to the southern accent and everything. He was about to type in another reply when his mate continued with another message. "You can make him take the suppressants and hide his smell all you like, but someone will pick up. It's hard not to think about because you're not an alpha." Dean's eyes grew wide at the last message, how come Hunter left that small bit of information out of his speech. Suddenly things looked a lot worse than they did. He saw yet another message come in this time giving it his full attentions. "You can fool lesser alphas by masking his scent, but all it's gonna take is for one powerful alpha to get one whiff of Seth and it's over for him."

That was the nail in the coffin. Suddenly there was a reason as to why he had these monthly meetings with Hunter. Perhaps he always left out the information because he didn't want to let it sit on Dean's conscious about a powerful alpha putting his hands on his little brother. Panic could cause people to think irrationally, or make him do something stupid, he was somewhat known for doing so. He tapped out a panic driven hurried reply. "Well no one told me that! Suddenly finding Seth a good mate sounds like a good idea. I'll see you soon." There was a pause in Dean's movement realizing the task he set out for himself. He tapped out another reply not too long after, "Hopefully."

Dean dared not say who the reliable suitor was, but that's because the answer was obvious. After all he wasn't the only one who insisted on protecting Seth. He knew his big brother to be quite a powerful alpha himself, and how it's taken him this long to not just take their younger brother for himself is beyond something his mind can't even begin comprehend. Maybe he wasn't interested in Seth? He shook his head violently and mentally slapping himself for thinking that way. He couldn't have been further from the truth.

He knew, he knew too well that Roman and Seth were so far into one another that even try and entertain the thought of the architect possibly being with someone else. He remembered in the past of other alphas trying to get close to the younger male only to be growled off by the big dog. When they traveled together they even let Dean have a bed to himself in the hotel room while the other two shared one, and he'd have mornings where he'd catch the two of them so tangled in one another arms. Which begged the question for Dean, why didn't Seth just let the Samoan have him already? It would solve so many issues and keep him from having to do these secret meetings with Hunter more often than they should.

Dean stuffed the phone back into his pocket and he took off down the hallway. Trying to formulate a plan in his head. He was frustrated at the fact that he didn't know what went on in an alpha or an omega's head, so how was he supposed to play matchmaker to probably two most stubborn bachelors ever. He finally exited the doors of Titan Towers and got in his rental giving one last sigh before turning the ignition. There was a chance he was going to be gone longer than a week he felt.

After taking a quick stop to the pharmacy he finally made it back to the hotel room that he was going to be sharing with one of the men in question. He dropped his bags by the door before tossing a small paper bag to a distracted Seth, who was sitting on one of the beds looking down at a tablet. He thoroughly aimed for the younger man's head earning a loud, "Ow." as the bag plopped down on the bed next to him, and the rattling pills in the bottle coming to a still. "Well hello to you too wayward brother." Dean just gave a loud huff of annoyance before laying down on the opposite bed legs hanging off the end and arms spread. "I take it it was the same old song and dance with Hunter?"

Dean only nodded in response earning a chuckle from the architect. He didn't want to think about the ultimatum he was given right now, he could only think about the hell he was going to be in because he couldn't be wrapped up in AJ's arms like he wanted. He placed a hand on his face to block out the light from the lamp on the side table between the beds, "How's you and AJ?" asked Seth just trying to strike up a conversation.

The younger omega was the first person that Dean told about their union. Alpha-beta relationships were rare on this world, so when him and AJ finally hooked up and decided to call themselves an item, Dean in his over excited joy told Seth almost instantly, who in turn he assumed told Roman in sheer excitement too. The beta shifted around pulling the rest of his long body onto the bed sitting cross legged and tossing his jacket, somewhere. He turned to give the younger man his full attentions. "We're doing okay, being a pain in his ass on screen is heaps fun though. Usually after a good show, I find myself unable to walk the next morning. The guy's got stamina for days."

Brown eyes stared blankly at blue as his lips thinned. "I didn't need to know that," said Seth clearly unamused, but Seth should have know better than to ask. He knows better than anyone the beta doesn't like to sugar coat things. The omega liked the fact that Dean was pretty open about everything, probably a little too open as this conversation served that point.

The lunatic simply shot a grin at Seth, putting those lady killing dimples on full display, "You're welcome." He was met with a groan and an eye roll in response. The two shared a brief fit of laughter before Seth's hand finally settled on the small paper bag that sat next to him. "The usual," said Dean before the architect could ask. "Suppressants and your scent masker. I don't know how long I can keep doing this for you, my ass is in hot water now too."

They had been doing this for Seth for a while since they first got together in NXT in fact. It was first Seth who got in trouble for still taking suppressants and not being mated properly. He was nearly suspended before appealing with a fact that he was waiting for the right alpha, which wasn't a lie, but they made it so Seth was no longer allowed to buy suppressants. Next of their happy pack was Roman to get in trouble, but they quickly found out because it was highly known fact that subtlety didn't exactly suit the big dog. So now it was Dean's turn, and he was a lot better at hiding things than the alpha was, but that's also because he was a beta for the most part people didn't pay much attention to them.

Seth looked down guilt evident in those large chocolate orbs. " I-I'm sorry, Dean. You don't have to keep doing this if you're going to end up in trouble." The only people knew who that the beta was doing this still were his brothers. Management didn't have a clue that Dean's money was going towards helping his little brother. He was good at covering his tracks, and had those rare benefits of being a beta.

"I do it because I want to. You know I can't keep my nose out of trouble," he said still wearing that loveable grin. That wasn't an uncommon truth about the beta either, the entire locker room knew this fact. "I just want you to stay safe, Seth. I don't know what happens when an omega goes into heat, but I can't imagine it's pretty."

The architect was still looking down playing with the loose threads in the fabric underneath him. He suddenly had a nervous twitch about him, and the smell of fear emanating from him. "I-don't know either." Well that suddenly sparked a hint of curiosity in the brunette. "I've never had one."

That lit up all kinds of sirens in Dean's mind. He was pretty sure he learned in school that omegas tend to have their first heat within the ages of twelve to fifteen. In these times omegas were allowed that week off from school or work to let it die down so that nothing bad could happen to them in case of a hungry alpha. If it happened while they were out in public, by law every public building was supposed to have some sort of safe room for them and a means to be able to contact someone. These rooms were even guarded by omegas and alphas weren't allowed anywhere near them, unless they could prove that he or she was their mate. It didn't take a genius to know that omegas could be delicate and there were all kinds of laws set out to protect them. But laws were not always foolproof, he knew this from the things he's seen since he started wrestling.

He shook the thoughts from his head as he turned his full attentions back to his little brother who was still looking melancholy as ever. "How long have you been on suppressants?" Dean continued on his line of questioning. He had never been so interested in the reproductive system of an omega before, but since he had that ultimatum now he might as well take in everything else he could learn about them from the younger.

"Since I was about eighteen." He looked up at Dean putting that paper bag down on the nightstand. He swung his legs over the bed with his body fully turned to the beta. "It's rare but not an unknown condition. There are records of omegas having their first heat late, but usually never past the age of seventeen or eighteen."

"But that's when you started suppressants," concluding the beta putting two and two together. Dean shifted again, this was an odd conversation for his tastes. He moved out of his cross legged position to take up the same kind as Seth with his long legs over the side facing the omega. He planted his arms behind his back some to prop himself up as he leaned back a little. He really did want to take in everything Seth had to say so that he could go about his plans delicately. The last thing he wanted was for Roman to go ape shit alpha and hurt their little brother, or worse...lose their trust. "Have you ever thought about taking yourself off the pills, even just briefly?"

Seth slowly nodded. The beta was pretty sure that the idea had crossed the younger's mind but he didn't want to assume anything. "I have, but when ever I think about doing so, I become terrified, especially now and what I'm surrounded by. I told you before Dean, I just want to live out my career before settling down. I don't want to suddenly be tied down, it's why I keep myself the way I am."

Now it was his turn for repeat conversations, although he could actually count how many he's had this one with Seth, rather than the mundane one he has with Hunter. Dean let out a huge exhale before letting loose the words collected on his throat. He really hated to repeat himself and especially someone he has in such high respects. "Find an alpha that won't anchor you, simple. What about-"

"If this is you again trying to push me with Roman, don't even start Dean." Well, he can't say he tried at least. "Look at his family, I don't think I could pull that off. They're all extremely close, you can tell that they raise their children well. What if he wants a mate that wants to stay at home?" Back to assumptions, although the thought never did cross Dean's mind either, but Seth did have a point. However...he knew of one said family members on Smackdown whom traveled with his omega happily.

He spoke of course of Naomi. Beautiful, smart, great dancer, and probably one of the most athletic women of their company. Her mate was one of Roman's cousins, Jimmy Uso, and a pretty awesome alpha in his mind. He didn't try and bunker her down, and there were times where she looked more alpha than omega. He let her do her own thing, and didn't let anyone try and tell her what to do. But when they were together she practically melted in his arms, an adorable sight to him. Slowly the beta began to wonder if there was a soul on the Smackdown roster he wasn't friends with.

His brain is starting to go off track, back to the Seth problem.

The lunatic tapped his chin in thought mostly to mock the younger omega. The solution to Seth's worry about Roman was to, "Have you ever just tried asking?" asked Dean leaning forward shooting off an annoyed look. The beta really wanted to be wrong about this, or he was gonna facepalm so hard the entire world was gonna hear it.

Seth looked down almost dreadfully. Oh no, oh dear...Dean wanted to be so wrong right now. He absolutely reveled in being right, and more often than not did it piss off the both the alpha and the omega he used to team with. But if there ever was a time where he just wanted to be straight up wrong this was it. "Not really," the architect answered shyly and quietly.

And there was that facepalm.

The omega looked up wide eyed with shock in his eyes. It was so loud he was pretty sure it echoed in the room, and Dean just gave himself a concussion with it. It was so clear to the lunatic now, everything was just so absolutely clear to him. He'd call Seth hopeless on the fact that he was shy about the subject but now it was evident that he clearly was clueless. As Dean began to become wrapped up in his own thoughts once more, his face suddenly got to meet a flying pillow. "Hey." called Seth getting his attentions.

As the pillow plopped in his lap it revealed a grinning dark haired omega. "I want to know more about you and AJ, I thought alphas only wanted omegas." Dean snorted and rolled his eyes in response. Seth should know by now that the older beta didn't really know how most of this worked. "I'm serious I want to know. I was pretty sure betas only ever wanted other betas."

The older of the two just shrugged, he really didn't know how to explain this one to the omega. Betas didn't have specific scents they had to pay attention to. The only real scent they had was that they were beta. No primal alpha instincts, none of the highly sophisticated hormonal adjustments that omegas went through. The spark that happened between him and AJ just...happened. "Daniel did mention that our union was pretty rare. I think betas just tend to just date other betas because of the stuff that goes on like in our conversation now. Not being alpha or omega we don't really understand how it all functions. It's like we're all stuck on the outside looking in. The only real instinct to us is that we can smell what's what weather they're alpha, omega, or beta. So AJ and I just...happened. He admitted that he liked working with me both live and in house shows."

Seth nodded taking in the information the beta had to give him. As an omega he's grown up to only know that he can only bond with an alpha. But it seemed that betas could live a little more freer than that. He knew about all the laws that protected omegas, and really the two-toned man couldn't be more thankful for that, he couldn't help but notice however there were even less laws to protect betas, and even less to protect alphas.

He seemed suddenly envious of Dean. He had the means to sate his alpha mate, and didn't have to hide his status. He also didn't worry about that chance of being knotted to the wrong mate, or even knowing that one day you going to have to bear children for said mate. It was that very same thought why he kept himself unmated, and why he and the beta were having this conversation.

The air between the two of them went stiff.

"Dean, I'm sorry. I promise you won't have to stick your neck out for me anymore."

"I'm sorry too Seth, I've been pushy. I'm just trying to look out for you."

The stillness hovered around the two brothers like an unwanted moth. Neither one knew what else to say anymore. What could either one say at this point that neither one has heard before?

That night Seth laid in the bed as Dean snoozed away. He looked over on the other bed through dim lighting to see that beta was grinning in his sleep. Probably having a pleasant dream about his mate, AJ Styles. Which got him thinking about the entire conversation him and Dean had tonight.

It hadn't been anything different than what he's not heard before, with the small exception of Dean now has a mate, and he had something small to go by to wash away his fears. With the way the beta smiled and beamed about his mate, Seth could only smile back. He was so happy, and cheerful, something about AJ made Dean just talk so much differently. The omega began to wonder if he could find that happiness.

The younger man's mind began to entertain the idea, and began showing him images of all the good times he's had with his brothers. He couldn't help but notice a constant through all those memories. The way their big brother smiled at Dean was nothing more than a friendly gesture, but the way the he looked at him...it was different.

When they were forced to share a bed, he'd wake up all wrapped up in Roman's arms. He used to think nothing of it and figured it was just an alpha instinct that he couldn't control while in his sleep. But he felt warm, comforted, most of all he felt protected. Everytime he was around the older alpha he felt safe. Slowly and reluctantly he reached over for that small white paper bag that collided with his head earlier that night.

He looked down at the white pill bottle and small spray bottle inside. Dean was sticking his neck out for him for these, and Roman damn near got himself fired for helping him. He couldn't have that happen. He couldn't let his best friend miss another week without his own mate, especially with how bright and beaming Dean now looked. Although Seth never admitted to it, he too was getting lonely, it was slowly becoming more and more evident too. He'd often get into long talks with Sasha and Bayley, and even they had suggested possibly letting the Samoan man knot him.

He gripped the bag so caught and confused on what he wanted to do. He had to make a decision it was just so hard. The omega was caught between doing the right thing, and worrying about the fears that wracked his body. No, no it wasn't fair to Dean that he had to come to the red brand once a month for an entire week just because he was terrified. It wasn't fair to Roman that he was forced to work, travel, and sit close to an unmated omega that he cared for a lot.

Seth shut the bag and put it on the night stand. He turned off the dim light and nestled into the bed. For the first time since he was eighteen years old he'd skip his pill. It'd take a day or two for the effects of the last one to wear off. He shook in terror of what might happen when he finally went into heat. He knew for the next few days he'd practically had to glue himself to the big dog.

With the older raven haired alpha was still on his mind, as his own inner omega started to seep through the cracks of his mind. He couldn't stop thinking about his image, his presence, his smell, Roman had to be the one. "Mate." his inner self called out.

I hope you all liked the first chapter. I know I'm pretty new to the whole A/B/O thing and this is me dipping my toes with this one. This one will update every Thursday.

~CrisisExceed