Annoying exes and farewells

Vernon stared at him for a while then lifted his wine and took an elegant sip. “Is that included in your résumé too?”

He chuckled at Oliver's clueless face. "Being his expired partner?"

"You are also shameless you know?" Vernon chuckled softly. "Coming here."

He tilted his head, curious. "Do you not any self respect left?"

Oliver’s face reddened with anger and he pulled his hand back. “Just because you married him does not mean you own him.”

He snapped his fingers with a confident smile. "I can get him whenever I want."

Vernon clicked his tongue in annoyance. Barely a day into the marriage and he was already being confronted by an ex. “I can see why he threw you away.”

“You are totally boring and predictable” Vernon looked at him with disdain. “And whiny, too.”

Oliver glared at him. "I hope you're still this arrogant when I snatch him from you."

“I belong to my husband alone” came Xavier’s calm voice and a hand gently settled around the omega's waist.

Vernon nearly flinched. He looked at the alpha, who was now frowning at Oliver.

“Xavier" Oliver called with a pout, eyes filled with fake tears. “I just wanted to congratulate your husband but he was being so mean to me!”

Vernon sighed and decided to let Xavier handle it. He did not want to start a scene on his wedding day of all days.

Xavier's eyes narrowed. "I didn't invite you to my wedding"

His voice turned cold, and Oliver flinched, his tears vanishing instantly. He blinked. “What…?”

“Stay away from my husband,” Xavier warned. “Or you won’t like the consequences, Mr. Hamilton.”

He looked at the Vernon, his gaze softening. "It's time to go home."

Vernon frowned. “What about the—”

"Anything can wait," the alpha said gently. "You need to rest."

Vernon allowed himself to be steered away. Unable to resist being petty, he turned and stuck his tongue out at Oliver, delighting in the man’s stricken expression.

"It wasn't nice to meet you."

Xavier chuckled in amusement. "You are being petty."

Vernon did not deny it at all. He threw him a glance. "Are there any expired partners I should be worried about?"

The alpha's lips twitched. "No."

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The large mansion loomed over the street, its entrance lined with bodyguards. As the car drove into the compound Vernon wondered why his husband needed so many of them.

They stepped inside and he was taken aback by the minimal decor and black and white palette.

"Do you even live here?" Vernon blurted before he could stop himself.

Xavier chuckled, taking off his tie. "I'm very bad at decorating and my work keeps me away from home."

"Maybe you could change things to fit your preferences?"

Vernon's brows furrowed. “I’m… allowed to change things here?”

The alpha frowned at him. "Of course. You're my husband."

He said it like it was the simplest thing in the world and Vernon was at a loss for words.

"Fine" he murmured.

Xavier grinned at him and dropped his jacket on the couch. Vernon tried not to stare at the way his muscles moved.

It was... attractive.

"Are you hungry?" the other asked, snapping Vernon out of his daze. "I can make—"

"No" he interrupted gently as he shook his head. "I just want to... sleep."

"Oh," Xavier muttered. "Let me show you the way."

The other took him upstairs and Vernon’s heart pounded in fear as they neared what would be their room.

He knew sex was expected, and that tonight the alpha would—

"Here's your room," the alpha announced, stopping outside. "Your things are inside."

Vernon blinked in confusion. "... What?"

The other raised a brow at him. "Is there a problem?"

"I thought…" Vernon played with his fingers nervously. “…we were supposed to…”

Xavier chuckled. "Have sex?" he asked bluntly, and Vernon’s face flamed.

He looked away. "You don't... have to say it so crudely."

The alpha leaned in, his warm breath brushing the Vernon's cheek. “You don’t have to worry about that. We’ll only do it when you’re willing. Until then…”

He pulled away. "I won't force you."

Vernon looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of dishonesty. There was none.

Unless Xavier was simply good at pretending.

Either way, he was sure he'll never want to have sex with his husband.

No matter how attractive he was.

"What if people—"

"For someone who hated this marriage," Xavier drawled with a teasing glint in his eyes. "You’re oddly interested in sleeping with me."

Vernon's eyes widened. "That is not true!" he protested. "I was just trying to..."

His words trailed off, unsure of what to say.

The alpha tilted his head innocently. "I won't judge you. Do you want to have sex?"

"No!"

He regarded Vernon for a moment and took in his wide eyes and trembling cheeks. "Tell me if you need anything. My room is next door."

Vernon glared at him. 

Was the alpha seriously making fun of him at a time like this?

"Goodnight sweetheart" Xavier muttered and he entered his room, closing the door.

Vernon placed a hand over his chest, feeling his heart beating rapidly.

"What is happening to me?" he wondered to himself as he stood in the quiet corridor.