4 Works in Alpha Jean-Baptiste Augustin
Overwatch, an organization in which missions are appointed and the members do as their told. well, if only it was that easy right? this fic is going to be full of very very very surprising events. So hold on to your seats readers because this is going to be a wild ride
Akande cannot see straight. He’s looking right at the man, right at him, but he cannot see through the scarlet film that has draped over his eyes since the man was walked into the room.
Every time Akande looks at the man, all he can think about is Lúcio.
Every time he blinks, he sees it again. Sees Lúcio again. Sees the blood dripping freely down his omega’s chest.
- Part 1 of ABO DoomCioTiste
“Can’t you both just take turns?” he asked, the question already one he knew the answer to.
“I go first,” Akande and Baptiste both growled, their eyes snapping up to meet in a staring contest over Lúcio’s head.
The omega sighed, reaching up and cupping each of their chins, guiding them gently down to look at him, where he glanced from one to the other. “Come on, guys. Can’t we just be adults about this?”
“Can you not simply choose one of us to go first?” Akande retorted, his eyes leaving Lúcio’s briefly to glare at Baptiste.
“No, because I know you two, and I know that whoever I didn’t pick would end up stewing in a misplaced sense of inadequacy but would never admit to it, and we’d all just end up dancing around the bad feelings until they inevitably explode.” He looked from Akande to Baptiste, his eyes challenging, and did not fail to notice how neither Alpha contradicted him.
- Part 2 of ABO DoomCioTiste
They would have her and team up if needed.
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