He gives himself. All of himself. That's one of the things that Theo really liked about him. Alas the chimera doesn't like many things. But with Mason, he can accept liking, words, habits, pet peeves, silly mistakes. He can like laughter and admit it to himself without sleepless nights Recently he's stayed up longer than he should have. For week's he's ignored his boyfriend smelling like someone else.

He tells himself to shake himself out of this. Mason isn't cheating, of course not. Not yet. He'd be able to smell the sin in the air. Feel the tension in Mason's finger-tips. Like the human would go anywhere. But there was no harm in a little spring cleaning. He starts with bedroom checking his partner's shirts, his jumpers, jackets, shoes and underwear. Then his paperwork his files and sticky notes that where on his side of the drawers. He scrambles under the bed, pausing when he pulls out a leather bag.

He opens it, eyes blinded by the glint of metal. He pulls out the first item he touches. A hammer. Along with other blunt aggresive instruments that make him chuckle and a little worried at the same time. His boyfriend came home to see this bag on the coffee table. Theo watches him go to the kitchen. He hears the kettle start to bubble. Then his room-mate takes his cap off and points to the kitchen. "Do you want anything?"

"No"

"Cool, I'm just gonna shower" Mason tells him, disappearing.

"Cool"

With a feather light ease Mason goes to his room gets his things and goes to the bathroom. It's only until he's stripped, clothes on the floor wiping himself, that Theo decided to go in. His boyfriend, usually doesn't mind a shower partner, though that's not going to happen to tonight. He roughly shuts the door to show that he's here. "Thee?"

"Yeah. What's with all the save the world weapons?" He asked, sitting on the toilet.

"You know they're not mine. You can smell that"

"Why can't Brett keep them at his?" He leans back on the seat, getting calmer as Mason wipes the beta off. His begins to smell more like himself. Of lavender gel, relaxation and hope. He leans forwards on the toilet with a squeak.

"I'm taking them to him later!" Mason shouts over the water.

"I'll drive you"

"No, it's fine!"

"No honestly, the truck's tank is full..." He pauses as the shower dies. He watches Mason reach for his towel. He stands up, running his hand through his now dampened hair. His boyfriend pulls the partison away and slides his slippers on. With the towel now wrapped around him, he goes to their room. Theo waits until Mason's got boxers on, [at least] before he makes a half entrance, knocking on the door.

"You don't have to put a shirt on?" Theo ponders. He gently slides his boyfriends feet from under him, tripping him face down into the bed. He softly holds the back of his neck with his right hand, centring him in place. He smiles as he relaxes and begins to lick his spine. Pulling away he smacks his ass, rougher than he intended.

"I'm not cheating with Brett" Mason huffs turning on his side, before rolling onto his back. He offers his hand and Theo pulls him up.

"Then let me drive you. The Talbot clan won't mind another guest" He tenses, as Mason gets a T-shirt and tugs it on. Immediatley the smell of the tall beta is back. "Take that off!"

"Why?" Before the sigh has passed his lips, Theo is trying to wrangle the T-shirt off of his head.

"Hey!"

"You stink of him...again!" He stops a snarl, and let's go. He rubs his neck as Mason fixes his shirt and charges towards the door. At lightening speed the chimera is infront of him. Crowding him without touching him.

"Let me out!" Mason barks.

Theo doesn't know why he sinks down onto the floor and strokes his thighs, sliding his knuckles on the inside. That chapped black skin feels warm. "Maybe Brett needs a little reminder"

"I don't think that's necessary-"

"I do!" But before Theo's fangs can release his boyfriend's knee collides with his face.

"Fuck!" The growl shakes the bed. He runs into the living room, to find it empty. "Mase!" He needs to calm down. His boy is going to confused, now shaking and scared. He goes to the drawer and picks up his phone. And he starts typing something, anything. It's hard to tell, where he is, he smells are mixed with his friends, and the fear is overwhelming.

He searches every room in seconds before running outside, cursing as he trips over. He looks up when he hears the beep of the horn. Sure enough it's Brett in a Bulgari. With Mason in the backseat. It feels like as soon as Theo pushes himself up off the pavement, he's dragged off the floor and pinned to the wall.

"You're never seeing him again, you're Pathetic!" Brett hisses as his claws threatened to scratch his neck.

"Fuck you!" He spits.

He said you were getting paranoid about his relationship with me? I'm not fucking him Theo! Although now the floodgates are open. Mason and I can do whatever the fuck we want!"

AAARRGGHH!" Theo moans as he tries to swipe at him, but the hand twisting his neck gets tighter.

"He's done with you freakshow, it's over!" Brett kicks him in the stomach before shoving him to the ground. He gets in the car and starts the engine.

"Thanks...I'm just glad that you went easy on him" Mason sighs laying on the backseats.

"I'm not. Let's get the fuck away from here!" The were swiftly puts himself into gear as they both stare at Mason's ex writhing against the wall in pain.