Beautiful Now
Ch 4: The Cold Alpha Tactic
DISCLAIMER:I DON'T OWN HETALIA UNFORTUNATELY ?
Alfred walked into the park with a new found confidence. The birds were chirping, the sun was shining, and an omega was about to be in his clutches soon. He could barely contain himself. But he had to keep it cool and confident or else his cover would be blown. He searched the park for the chubakka browed omega before spotting him staring up into the same apple tree they'd sat under previously with his arms crossed and looking up into the branches glaring at something.
He played it cool strutting up to a bench located right in front of where the omega was near the path and sitting down. For the occasion Alfred had chosen an artificial alpha scent titled 'Phlegmatic' which gave off a smooth scent with a slightly bitter edge to keep up the alpha pretense of always being on the alert. He was picking at the dirt under his fingernails and checking his tumblr titled 'So Canon' and was currently battling it out with someone who dared to say ArAl was their nOTP and just about as canon as a popper when the subtext in the second season clearly said otherwise. It was at the point when he was typing so hard the screen might break that he heard a thump behind him and turned to see what had happened.
There lay the Brit omega laying on the ground rubbing his hip with a leaf in his hair. He then looked up into the tree and shouted,
"This is all your fault Jasper! Getting yourself into places you can't get out of!"
A meow answered him shifting Alfred's attention to the tree where a cat was perched pretty high up seeming to gave no intention of coming down anytime soon. Alfred watched as the Brit prepared to scale the tree again and quickly decided that 'The Cold Alpha Tactic' would have to wait for another day.
"Hey, omega."
He turned around seeming more pissed than he was a few seconds ago. Alfred guessed that referring to him as omega probably wasn't the best way to start things from what he knew.
"What!?"
The Brit's voice was like a thunder clap causing Alfred to almost curl into himself and whimper. Luckily over the past few weeks he'd curbed his omega tendencies to be kept to a minimum if possible. He sat up straighter and leaned back a little still trying to keep up the appearance of complete nonchalance before curling his lips in a hopefully confident smirk before replying.
"Need help?"
The omega chewed his lip thoughtfully trying to decide if he could relinquish a bit of his pride and accept the help or tell the alpha to kindly fuck off and go about the rest of his afternoon trying to get his cat out of the tree. He took one look up to his precious kitten seeing him shivering from fear as a dog had chased him up there and with that decided cat over pride any day.
"I'd appreciate it."
He said this threw his teeth just so he could convey his complete dismay at getting help from this particular alpha. Alfred stood up surprising the Brit omega as he would've thought with the way he responded he would've been told to beg and say please. Which honestly wouldn't have been the first time.
Alfred came to the tree and took off his bomber jacket before giving it to the omega to hold as he started to climb. Alfred finally reached the kit and with a lot of coaxing got it to get into his arms. He slid down the rest of the trunk before turning to the omega cat safely in his arms and down from the tree.
"Thanks for saving my cat."
"If I were a cat I'd spend all 9 lives with you."
Damn it Alfred! Think before you speak!
The silence between them grew a bit awkward until the blonde omega took the cat into his arms and looked about to walk off before turning back to Alfred.
"It's Arthur."
"Huh?"
"My name it's Arthur not 'omega'."
"Well I'm . Someone said you were looking for me?"
Arthur raised and eyebrow and looked about to give a snarky retort before deciding he'd cut the guy some slack considering he'd just saved his cat.
"Well then that someone was lying. Goodbye."
Well he hadn't cursed so that was a plus.
Arthur turned on his heel and walked out of the park with the small kitten peeking at Alfred from over his shoulder.
Acquired:
-Blonde omega's name
-Slightly less hostile attitude
-Knowledge of his preference for cats
Mission:
-Use 'The Cold Alpha Tactic' to get the blonde omega to talk to him
Success?
Well it was good enough.
A/N: Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed the chap. Any suggestions, thoughts, or ideas will be taken into consideration. Hope you'll stick around. Reviews and constructive criticism are welcome.