Shades of Blue (Omegaverse BL)

There was a frown on Blue's face. Of all the times and of all the places, this useless Alpha just had to make a scene here…

Blue felt that he was tipsy and that if he got physical with the old man, there was a chance that his pheromones would seep out and trouble would take over.

As a Dominant Omega, though Blue's gender was considered superior in the Omega department, he loathed it. Blue didn't hate being an Omega. He might have hated it in the past, but now he didn't.

What he hated was being a 'Dominant Omega'. It would have been really good if he was a regular Omega, and even better if he was a Recessive Omega.

In fact, Blue had been secretly trying to get himself to become a Recessive Omega, but that was a topic for another day.

Recessive Omegas were the most superior gender in Blue's opinion. They had pheromones, they could sense pheromones, they could also be fertile, but each in small proportions.

A Recessive Omega could be in heat and no one would notice. An Alpha could be using their pheromones on them, but it would be hard for them to get influenced. Giving birth, though uncommon, was not at all that rare for Recessive Omegas.

They had the best benefits amongst all the genders. Luckily for them. And unluckily for Blue.

"Sweet thing, you don't want me to buy you a drink?" The pot-bellied man reached to place a hand on the female Omega, but he was stopped by the people sitting around her.

Two Betas—thankfully—shoved him away and stood up for the female Omega.

"What the hell do you think you're doing? Get away from her!" Someone exclaimed.

"Dirty old pervert! Leave this place!"

The pot-bellied man suddenly grew annoyed and irritated as those words were said to him.

"Fucking Betas. Leave my sight, you useless humans!" The pot-bellied man spat with annoyance.

The air in the pub was extremely hot and icy cold at the same time at that moment. Blue emptied his glass. He'd had just about enough.

He slammed his glass down on the table, so loud that everyone had no choice but to look at him.

Spotting Blue, the pot-bellied man's eyes grew with hunger and perversity. The two other men behind him,who had been keeping quiet, suddenly jerked into action as they noticed Blue and began to misbehave as well.

"What a beautiful Omega," one of them said.

"Wonder how his pheromones smell," the other one said, causing the pot-bellied man's mouth to drool as he drifted into a satisfying daydream.

Blue noticed the looks on the men's faces and he felt like using his hands to disfigure them. Blue stood up from his seat and was about to walk out of the booth when he felt himself getting restrained.

Blue turned around, ready to punch the person who was holding him back, but stopped when he realized that the person was Adam. Adam was wearing an extremely cautious and worried look on his face as he held onto Blue's hand tightly.

"What is it? Let me go." Blue demanded in a hurry, suddenly losing the patience to put up with the three disgusting old Alphas any second longer.

"Let you go? For what?!" Adam spoke in a whisper-yell, but the people seated close to them could clearly hear what he was saying. "Are you forgetting that you're an Omega and that they're Alphas?"

Those who heard Adam's words grew stiff. Most especially Blue.

There were so many things wrong with that single question of his. Putting aside the fact that he was the president of the Empowerment club, which was founded to protect Omegas and their rights and also to educate Omegas that they should not feel as though they were inferior to Alphas.

Yet, such a question was coming out from Adam's own mouth.

But he was speaking facts.

At the end of the day, though the Empowerment club held rallies, conventions, get-togethers, and other things to encourage fellow Omegas, it was only just talking and saying convincing words.

And as everyone in the world knew, actions spoke louder than words.

An Alpha's actions could kill an Omega before they were even able to speak any words. Every Omega knew this.

But Blue chose to ignore this.

He ripped his hand from Adam's grip aggressively and frowned at him as he said, "Fuck you."

Watching this, Winter was tempted to make a burn sound with his teeth to show how invested he was in the drama that was unfolding. But for his perfect reputation's sake, he could only pretend to be worried for Blue as the latter walked over to the drunk men.

Winter, unlike Adam, wasn't worried about Blue. In fact, he even wanted something bad to happen to Blue as he confronted the Alphas. Then, he would be able to swoop in and save Blue at the last minute, showing that he was a perfect gentleman in a den of untrustworthy Alphas.

But Winter was annoyed with two things.

The first thing was Blue's stubbornness and self-righteousness.

Who did Blue really think he was to confront drunk perverted Alphas? Cases with such kinds of Alphas have led to r*pe and murder in the past, present, and most likely even in the future. And they happened even in broad daylight with a crowd watching.

The second thing that annoyed Winter was the other members of the Empowerment club. They were watching a fellow member get harassed without speaking up and were ready to watch a fragile Omega take the lead and play hero.

The funny part was that there were actually Alphas in the pub right now! Was everyone so cowardly these days!?

Winter excluded himself from the cowardly Alphas who were not making any moves to help because he felt that he was different from them.

If this same thing were to be happening in a place where Blue was not present, Winter would've been the first to drive away the drunk Alphas to a police station.

But Blue was here. And he liked watching his prey in action. In summary, he was a good man, unlike everyone else. He was just being inactive now for special entertainment purposes.

Once Blue reached the Alphas, their eyes glinted with excitement, thinking that Blue's action of coming over to them meant he was interested in them the same way they were interested in him.

"You're a Dominant Omega, aren't you? Hehehe." The pot-bellied man smiled pervertedly. "I'm a project manager at a Dumont company subsidiary. Come with me and I'll show you a good time."

Everyone's backs straightened in their seats at those words. While Winter almost laughed out loud. How good was this situation? This man worked for a subsidiary of Winter's family's company. Was there a coincidence much funnier than this one?

Winter didn't think so.

After saying those words, the man thought that Blue would be impressed by him. But out of everyone in the pub, Blue was the only person who wasn't at all impressed. In fact, his face seemed to have gone dark in a scary manner.

Not a lot of people knew this, but along with Alphas, Blue also hated big conglomerates. The reason? They always hired people like the sleazy Alpha standing before him.

"Are you sure you work at such a place?" Blue spoke up with a calm voice.

The members of the club present in the pub began to think that Blue was actually considering doing whatever the man wanted him to do as soon as he heard that he worked at such a powerful place.

Some Omegas began to sneer openly at Blue. He had never spoken to anyone with such a calm and polite tone before. Yet he was being so respectful towards an Alpha who dared to harass one of their own just because he said he worked at a Dumont company subsidiary.

'Tch. Hypocrite!' The members of the club thought in unison.

"Of course I do!" The man exclaimed, then eagerly pulled out his company ID card to show Blue in order to prove his point.

Blue scanned the card with his eyes and truly, this man was not lying. It made Blue madder somehow. He flicked the card back to the man and sighed heavily.

The alcohol he had drank was currently weighing him down, but Blue refused to not cause a scene before going home tonight.

"You fucking idiot…" Blue said with a calm voice.

Everyone was taken aback. Winter didn't even bother hiding the amused smile that appeared on his lips as everyone's attention was focused on Blue, sparing him the chance to expose his real self.

"Wh-what are you… Me?!" The pot-bellied man was at a loss for words.

Blue smiled in an oddly sweet manner, then said, "Let me correct myself: you fucking idiots."

Blue decided to include the Alphas standing behind the pot-bellied man, as well as everyone else in the pub. But as for the latter group of people, they were not yet aware that they were part of the 'fucking idiots'.

"Aye! Who are you calling an idiot! Just because you are—"

"Just because I am what?" Blue cut off one of the drunk Alphas rudely. "An Omega, right? And you three are Alphas, hm?"

The three men naturally nodded. There was not much to say. The difference between Alphas and Omegas was more vast than the ocean.

Blue laughed to himself and muttered, "Ugh… Alphas."

Then suddenly, all hell broke loose.