Me: Fast paced slow burn

You: *confused but still reading for some reason*

You need to understand that since it's ok to hunt dragons, info on sizes would be accessible the way fish sizes are accessible. And I compare them to fish bc I know more abt fishing than abt hunting


27. Για τα ωμεγα

Trevor must have done something truly outstanding in some previous life to deserve the kind of power he had; because for the first time since becoming the lead photographer of the Ellison High year book committee, he had an easy time locating one Evan Hansen.

His fellow omega was surprisingly alone, particularly considering the sweet undertones to his scent that spoke of faulty heat blockers - had Trevor been a man of faith he'd have prayed for Evan to have a quick and hazardless heat, like he would for any other omega -; it should have been easy to go talk to him. Trevor really wants to stress that 'should'.

It wasn't much of a problem of how to approach the anxious omega, though Trevor held no illusion of himself being able to do so without causing him some level of distress - how Evan reacted to him was entirely out of his hands -; but rather a problem of Trevor being immobilized by the other's scent.

A scent that lit up every warning sign in the omega's head, telling him to keep his distance; a scent he recognized. It was the same scent as the one in the orchard, only without the possessiveness typical of nests; still the scent of an omega protecting a pup.

Trevor had never believed himself the kind to Sherlock Holmes his way through the information gathered by his nose; but he would've bet good money on the fact that Evan didn't only know what had happened in the orchard, but knew exactly where Tera was. All of this would be great, if Trevor could bring himself to move.

Fear was a curious thing. On the one hand, Trevor knew he needed to walk to Evan and talk him into meeting with Alexei on private, particularly since Tera's safety was in the blonde's hands; on the other hand Trevor wanted nothing more than to stay as far away from Hansen as humanly possible, lest he find himself asphyxiated for a longer time.

Trevor doesn't understand, he should feel threatened by Evan's scent while on school, it shouldn't scare him, not when his fellow omega is a werefox and smaller than him; something doesn't fit. But Trevor will keep his mouth shut, who knows what Evan will do if he thinks Trevor suspicious; he's not risking it, not with Alexei's sister on the line.

Trevor swallows, takes a deep breath, clenches his fists, and crosses the rest of the distance between himself and Evan Hansen in strides. And prays to whatever higher power is listening, that things won't get hairy.

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There's something to be said about how accustomed Evan had become to hearing Tera's voice in his head, to the point that he's seriously considering having Connor learn draconic just so he doesn't have to keep translating his answers to her; the alpha is smart enough to guess what she says from context clues.

Ok, so maybe the whole heat thing was affecting Evan more than usual, what with the fact that he now reeked of an alpha he couldn't actually go to for relief - and wow, if that sentence wasn't proof of how affected he was - but now Connor had a solution for that; Evan would have to ask him what his mom liked, he owed her a proper thanks.

He busies himself with keeping Tera entertained, a task that was much easier back in the orchard, where he could shift with her; but hey, apparently cat toys work wonders for dragon pups, or at the very least fire drake dragon pups, Evan was really glad Tera wasn't a bigger species of dragon.

He's trying to think on how to teach Connor draconic - that is if the alpha even agrees to learning it - when a semi-familiar scent became close enough that he could smell it despite his own; sweet apple flavored caramel with just a hint of something that tickled Evan's nose, and the scent of the head photographer for the yearbook committee, only Trevor Fletcher didn't have his camera this time.

"Hello Evan, could I talk with you for a second? It's about Connor"

Evan has to remind himself that Jared is the only one who actually knows, that they destroyed the nest the very day Evan found out about the orchard project, that Trevor has no way of knowing, and that the taller omega is probably only talking to Evan this early in the year because Connor has a reputation; it makes sense that he'd come to Evan, because Connor and him were pretending to be into each other - well, there was some truth to that on Evan's front -, and Connor didn't really come out as approachable.

Trevor has more than likely grown used to Evan doing long winded pauses every time he approached him, because he waits with a patient smile as he reasons with himself.

"Uh… ok"

Trevor claps his hands together softly so the sound doesn't startle anyone, and keeps them together in a mock prayer.

"So, I have this friend, Alexei, they really need to talk to Connor about something personal, I'm not privy to the details, but do you think you could convince him to talk to them?"

The first thought that goes through Evan's head is that Trevor is lying through his teeth, that he does know what this Alexei person needs to talk with Connor, but doesn't want Evan to find out; that's not good. The second thing is surprise at how well their ruse must be going that people think he has any effect on what Connor does or doesn't do, that he could sweet talk the alpha into doing something he didn't actually want to; that's technically good, even if the idea of taking advantage of Connor's non-existent interest in him makes him feel wrong all over.

The third thing is 'oh shit, I have to answer', particularly when he sees Trevor's patient smile again; the boy has the uncanny ability to make Evan feel like he has all the time in the world while also being timed all at once, it unnerves him to no end, so he tries to avoid interactions with him.

"I'll try?"

"Wonderful! That's all, have a good day"

Trevor leaves with a kick to his step and Evan has the realization of what he just said, he has to calm down, Connor would probably be able to handle whatever this was, or maybe he wouldn't even go, like, Evan doesn't think Trevor and his friend would be surprised by that. Still, the omega has to talk to him about it, if only to be able to say he did really try; besides, he had to meet him anyway to get the suppressors.

As Trevor rounds the corner and fades from view, Evan's hit with a faint scent of fear that can only belong to the other omega; and he thinks, startlingly, that maybe his first instinct had not been all that mistaken, that Trevor knows enough to be afraid of him.

He wishes, not for the first time, that he could have the freedom of dealing with things one at the time; he already has to deal with the upcoming dinner at the Murphy household to hold the pretense him and Connor are putting on in order to keep Jared from spilling, Evan does not need to deal with a second person knowing on top of that.

Fear is a powerful thing though, and if it means keeping Tera safe, Evan is not beyond using it to his advantage.