Koala/Sabo (1)
(Locked Alongside A Hollow Ache)
Sabo knew he was an omega. And he didn't mind it.
He doesn't know much about himself, though and that was what bothered him instead.
He doesn't know at what age he presented his dynamic. He didn't know if his family tried to kill him, or if they were even alive. He doesn't know his age. Where he's from. Why he even left his home island in the first place, or if he had even been willing to leave in the first place.
He didn't know anything about himself.
Except there where three things he felt where more than truth.
His name was Sabo. He was an omega. And he had a severed pack bond.
When he had figured out why he felt so aching and hollow, so alone, after being rescued by Monkey D. Dragon, he had cried. Because it meant that he had had a family. A family that loved him. Cared for him. But for some unknown reason their bond had shattered. Love was lost between them somehow.
And he didn't know how it happened.
He didn't know if they had abandoned him. If they died. If he had made them mad and they stopped loving him before leaving. Or if he had left them for some reason and in doing so lost their love, because, honestly, he knew that no matter what, the Hollow ache in his chest, when he thought of his potential pack out there, somewhere in the world, was too great for him to have ever stopped loving them.
But he couldn't do anything about it. Simply because he didn't. know. anything.
It was painful, but there was no use in dwelling.
So he tried to push it down, lock it up and forget about it until he was alone at night, laying in bed and couldn't see anything in the darkness.
Instead he focused on other things. Dragon let him join the Revolutionaries after he healed, and they trained him. He discovered he fought better with some form of a staff or pipe, and learned to defend himself properly.
He was 13 when he met his future partner, and friend, Koala.
She was a...strange, alpha.
She didn't carry herself like an alpha, no matter how unconsciously, and slight, every alpha did it, and she seemed to always be in a good mood. She was also a bit of a clean freak. It wasn't too bad, it was more like a hobby than anything.
She brung a spark of life back into his chest.
They became partners, and friends. Best friends.
They went on missions together, their rooms were next to each other, they ate together, and spent almost all their free time with each other.
He had seen the shadows that sometimes lurked in her eyes, and she had seen his. But neither of them asked.
On Sabo's 15 birthday, what they had dubbed as his birthday since he couldn't remember, he had realized that he had fallen in love with her.
He had been terrified.
He had tried to avoid her for the next day, which didn't work because she hunted him down and yelled at him for it. So he had stopped trying with that tactic and instead decided to push it down hard enough that the feelings he felt for her would sit comfortably next to the broken pack bond that still never stopped aching.
It was the only logical scenario he could have done. Because Koala. Koala didn't even seem to notice Omega's. Not in that way.
As a matter of fact she didn't really show any interest in anyone. There had only been one instance where she showed interest, but she hadn't acted on it, but that didn't stop the fact that she showed it.
And the worst part. The guy had been a beta.
Something Sabo wasn't.
Coupled with the fact that she rarely showed interest to anyone else, Omega or Alpha, he had no chance.
For now he can be content just being by her side.
He'd have to be.
Otherwise he might loose her in every way forever.
