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Isaac was in the middle of a drinking game against Grizzy, Puffer, Droid, and Yumi. Pezzy and Larry were cheering them on from the sidelines, while Nick had taken Tanner to the bathroom.
The bar they were in wasn’t the best, dimly lit and cheaply stocked, but they weren’t there for anything high end. They were there to get drunk and be rowdy somewhere they wouldn’t have to clean up after.
So far the night had gone well. Pezzy was drunk within thirty minutes, Tanner soon following. Nick and Larry had decided to stay sober and, in Isaac’s opinion, boring.
They were on their unknown round of shots, whatever game they were playing long forgotten. This was simply a competition of endurance.
After roughly forcing his latest shot down, the scar on Isaac’s neck started to itch. He hazily scanned the room, wondering why Nick and Tanner weren’t back yet.
Suddenly feeling much more sober, he looked more closely through the increasingly thinning crowd.
There, near the bathrooms, he spotted his two pack members talking with a stranger. Their uncomfortable body language and the burning in his neck had Isaac out of his seat and across the room within seconds. As he got closer, he began to pick up some of the conversation.
“Come on, baby,” said the douchebag towards Tanner. “It’s not like you’re mated.”
“Listen man,” Nick spoke up, trying to ease the situation. “No means no, so if you’d please let us by, you can go bother some other poor soul.”
The alpha’s scent turned sour and he began to say something back before Isaac was finally next to them.
“Do we have a problem here?” He tried to sound friendly as to not escalate the situation, but that was becoming increasingly hard to do with Tanner’s uncomfortable scent filling his senses.
“Back off man,” the other alpha said stupidly. “This one’s mine.” If only he knew how wrong he was.
Tanner clearly had no interest in this man, and as part of Isaac’s pack, it was the alpha’s duty to deal with this man.
He’d blame it on the alcohol, but honestly he might have done it either way. This guy was just such a dick. A dick that was now on the floor.
“Isaac!” Nick was trying to drag him away, but he was stronger than the omega. The kicking of the knot head was certainly unnecessary in hindsight, but in the moment it’s all Isaac wanted to do. It wasn’t until large arms encompassed his torso and forced him away that he stopped fighting.
Grizzy put him back down outside, the rest of their friends already there. Larry and Yumi were looking at him like he’d just grown a second head while Nick was still bringing Tanner down from his stressful encounter.
With the cool air hitting his sweaty skin and the situation being left inside, Isaac was finally able to breathe again. Grizzy was looking at him with judgment that Isaac felt was unfair. He wasn’t there. He didn’t hear what that idiot was saying.
“I think it’s time to go home,” Puffer said, breaking the silence.
With a few awkward goodbyes and hugs, the two groups parted and started their walks back.
It took maybe ten minutes for Isaac’s pack to get back to their house, the walk uncomfortable and quiet.
Once inside, Isaac forced everyone onto the couch. He wasn’t starting to feel the alcohol again, but he didn’t care. He had a fucking job to do.
He started with Tanner. He knelt down in front of the confused boy before grabbing his wrists and rubbing them on his neck. He then put his wrists to Tanner’s neck and repeated the action. A small purr involuntarily made its way out of the increasingly sleepy omega. Isaac continued this until he was satisfied, Tanner almost completely asleep.
Next was Larry. Knowing what to expect, he held out his wrists and let Isaac do his thing. While the beta couldn’t purr, he still was lulled into a similar dozing state.
When Isaac moved in front of Yumi, he expected resistance. As an alpha-leaning beta, the man often fought his alpha on things he didn’t like, which seemed to be most things. While these fights all ended the same, Yumi still did it. It’s who he was and Isaac had grown to accept it. So when he put his wrists out without hesitation or complaint, Isaac knew he had probably done too much earlier.
None of his pack were scared of him, which he was thankful for, but they seemed to understand he had been put into a mood. One they were not familiar with, but reacted to accordingly anyway.
After finishing up with Yumi, Isaac moved to Nick. He repeated the process he had done with the others, but began to feel the lull of sleep as well. While he had been scenting the others, Nick and Isaac scented each other.
Reluctantly, Isaac stood, proud of his work. He then carried the sleepy betas and omega to their rooms, tucking them in before moving on to the next one.
His legs were burning from carrying three grown men up the stairs, but he ignored it.
Once it was just Nick on the couch, he picked him up bridal style with a sudden burst of energy and carried him to their room.
With his long limbs wrapped around Nick in their nest, surrounded by their shared scent, with the knowledge that the others were scented and sleeping peacefully, Isaac was finally able to relax.
He fell asleep to the sound of his and his omega’s purrs mixing.