Pidge trembled as he backed into Shiro. He had been cornered by three huge Betas who had only one thing on their minds.
"We just want to play," one of them sneered, making a move to grab Pidge. Instead, he grabbed Shiro's robot arm, which led to him looking up into the Alpha's eyes. The sudden, thick scent of urine filled the air, but that didn't stop the other two Betas, who snarled at Shiro.
"We saw him first! Didn't we, Crash?"
"Yeah, Smash! We saw him first. He's ours!"
Pidge managed a soft growl, but Smash and Crash howled with laughter.
Shiro let go of Pidge for one second, but that was enough time for Crash to grab hold of Pidge's arm. Suddenly, blood sprayed from beneath Pidge's clenched teeth, who had attached himself to Crash's arm and crunched into a few veins. Crash howled in agony, and Smash rushed forward to help his brother, only to be picked up by the throat and thrown into the wall by Shiro. The thick scent of sweet blood filled the air, and without thinking, Shiro swept Pidge up and rushed him back towards Alfred. Apparently, Crash, with his other arm, had fetched a blade and slashed Pidge's chest open, but the Omega was too preoccupied to realize and had too much adrenaline rushing through him to feel the pain. However, halfway to the hospital, Pidge began to feel the pain and began to cry, gasping for breath.
Behind him, Shiro could hear the other Beta from the alley pursuing them on quick feet. Shiro didn't want to turn around, he couldn't turn around, Pidge was begging for him, blood was covering his body, he had to get Pidge help...
Pidge groaned, immediately regretting it as his throat felt like sandpaper. He trembled, blinking slowly in the dim light overhead. He slowly opened his eyes against the light and took in his surroundings. He was absolutely alone, and when he finally got his sense, his chest ached fiercely, as if there were knives jabbing him.
His head turned when he heard the door open, and he watched as Shiro moved toward him before sinking into a chair. He reached out for the Alpha, his heart squeezing when the Alpha turned from him. He managed a choked whimper, feeling relief when Shiro suddenly had a glass of cool water against his lips. He drank slowly, feeling better as his throat became damp once more.
"Shiro, what happened?" he asked. looking at his Alpha, who returned the gaze.
"Well, what do you want to hear?"
"Everything."
"You probably killed someone today, but I doubt anyone will miss him; he was a rapist wanted throughout the country for raping young boys. After I got you back under Alfred's care, I went to speak with the police... they want to talk to you."
Pidge grew fearful and whimpered. However, when he felt Shiro scent him and the smell filled the room like thr best perfume, he calmed down. They shared a brief touch of the lips before the cops walked in.
The first cop was tall, built like the poles farmers put in their gardens to grow tomatoes. His skin was pale, but his hair made up for the pallar by being a frighteningly bright shade of orange. The man had the most ridiculous mustache Pidge had ever seen. His partner was a stark contrast to him. Tall, graceful, her skin seemed to glow with a warm, mocha glow. Her hair was a shade of silver that cascaded down her back in beautiful waves, and for once, Pidge felt a twinge of jealousy. But he didn't say this.
The orange man looked at Pidge, then at Shiro.
"Are you the boy's father?" Shiro grew pale.
"No. Pidge is my ward, but I am his Alpha." The orange man seemed to grow green at this statement.
"So, you admit to having relations with the Omega in question?" Shiro felt his hackles rise.
"No! I wouldn't dare! Just because I'm his Alpha doesn't mean I'm fucking him! It means that I provide for him, keep him safe. I've even provided him with a Safe Zone for when he goes into heat." The lady spoke now, and Pidge instantly grew calm, reaching for Shiro.
"I apologize. Coran can be testy. I must ask you, Pidge was it?" Pidge nodded slowly.
"Pidge, could you tell us exactly what happened?" Pidge blinked, surprised when he caught the scent of Alpha wafting from her. It was a calm, soothing scent, and he found himself speaking.
"I had wandered off to go buy some things after Shiro had given me his card. Unfortunately, this trio of Betas saw me and followed me. They herded me into an alleyway, and by then, their leader, I think his name was Scratch, cornered me. That's when I screamed and for Shiro."
Pidge closed his eyes, comforted when Shiro hugged him gently.
"Shiro got there before they had me against the wall. When he was behind me, he kind of grabbed onto me. Scratch tried to grab me, but grabbed Shiro instead. I think he wet himself.
"The other guy, Crash, he grabbed me when Shiro turned away. I didn't think, and when my vision cleared, I had his arm to the bone, blood was everywhere but I didn't let go until Shiro grabbed me. I hope Crash is dead." Pidge curled up then, yawning.
"He's really tired, officers. He's had a very long day, can you come back tomorrow or something?" Pidge was fast asleep when the woman, Allura, handed Shiro a card with the station's number on it and her number on the back. He ignored the back of the card; he didn't have time for that. Pidge needed him more. He didn't like it, but eventually, he dozed off next to Pidge, falling asleep surprisingly quickly, especially considering just what exactly had happened today.
Pidge whimpered when he woke. His whole body was sore, and the lower part of his body was tingling.
"Not now, not here," he barely spoke, tears filling his eyes. Shiro woke then, mumbling something incoherent, then blinking owl eyes at Pidge for a moment, before the scent hit him. He growled low, but nuzzled him anyways.
"We'll get you to the Safe Zone as soon as possible," he whispered, giving him a soft kiss, then drawing back.
"I don't want to leave you now, but I have to get Alfred." Pidge looked at him, before flashing a toothy grin.
"If I can do what I did without guilt, I can protect myself pretty well," he said, smirking, but gasping when he felt a pang, and almost without conscious thought, he reached for Shiro, whining high in his throat. Shiro respectfully scooted out of his reach, but just close enough to grab his hand and kiss the back of it.
"Hold out, Pidge. Just a few minutes longer, I promise." Pidge whined and reached for him again, and Shiro was glad for the IV that stopped him.
Pidge was beyond glad to nestle into his moonflower-scented bed when they were home. He briefly rolled around, getting the scent purposefully all over him and his clothes until he stank of it. When the door opened, he ceased his rolling, head on the footboard and feet on his pillow. Shiro chuckled softly at the sight, smiling as he walked up to Pidge. He looked down at the silly Omega, eyes bright.
"I've been thinking, Shiro. About that toy company." Here, Shiro raised a brow, curious as he drew a chair and perched.
"Would you like me to take you there?" Shiro asked, but Pidge shook his head then.
"Not yet. If I do purchase one of their toys, I don't want some stupid toy to take something that won't mean anything next year except to me and.." he almost said you, but something stopped him. Shiro seemed to understand, and leaned forward to gently kiss him.
"Pidge, even if you were willing to give that to me-"
"I know, I know, the age gap." Shiro held up a hand.
"Pidge, I accepted a long time ago that I was going to Hell. Our first kiss confirmed that for me. What I was going to say, was Alfred said nothing serious until those stitches came out. Which, were you breeding, would include sex." Pidge grew scarlet, and he trembled slightly. He ducked his head, looking up at Shiro beneath the footboard.
"Y-You would really...?"
Here, Shiro leaned forward, and gathered Pidge up, placing him in his lap so he straddled him, kissing him with more passion than he ever did before. Pidge trembled, locking his arms around the back of Shiro's throat, surprised and fearful when he pressed against something hard.
"If it meant keeping you happy, safe and free, I'd do anything for you, Pidge," Shiro whispered when they broke the kiss, and simply held him while Pidge suddenly began crying.
"I love you," they whispered in quiet unison, and as the sun began to rise in the distant horizon, the pair fell asleep in that uncomfortable chair.