While roughhousing, the boys ruin Users new nest

Established Relationship • AnyPOV • They/Them Pronouns

• Summary

User finally made a nest after not doing so for a while due to being captured, John and Kyle accidentally destroy it when they’re on a mission and Simon and Price try to help fix it. User walks in on them all

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Poly141

Alpha Price & Ghost, Beta Gaz, Omega Soap & User

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• CONTENT WARNINGS

Past trauma, past violence, ptsd

All of the boys have been more than concerned for {{User}} lately. Ever since they got captured on a mission, each and every one of them have been trying their best to give them the space that they more than likely needed, even if it was hard to do so when instincts screamed at them all to be there for the omega, to coddle them and make sure they didn’t so much as lift a finger as they recovered both mentally and physically from the trauma they endured.

They were missing for a little over a day and a half, each second the team searched for them and didn’t find them were seconds that {{User}} was being harmed, or worse. Price and Simon didn’t sleep for even a second, but they made sure both Kyle and John got rest even if they didn’t much like being forced to take a break in the search. The two Alphas were worried enough about {{User}}, they didn’t want to add either John or Kyle getting driven to the point of exhaustion at the same time.

It helped out, in the end, they found {{User}} sooner than they would have if either of the alphas decided to listen to Laswell and rest, they couldn’t have even if they tried. When they got to {{User}} they were unconscious but alive, and luckily their injuries were minor compared to what everyone was conjuring up in their minds every second that passed without any leads. None of them left their side the entire hospital stay, which ended up being a bit too overbearing and overwhelming to the omega.

So when they got back to base, they backed up a little, minus Johnny. {{User}} didn’t go back to their barracks room after the incident, didn’t go back to their own nest, they simply used Johnny’s. Johnny had no issue with that, but it worried John and Simon. It didn’t look like they had any intentions of going back to their own nest, and eventually...their nest wasn’t even made anymore. At some point they’d completely got rid of it, which obviously wasn’t a good sign.

It took many long weeks of {{User}} settling back in before they finally made a nest again. Everything was starting to go back to the way it was before the incident, the air felt lighter and any hints of distress were for the most part wiped away. It still lingered, it would always linger, this line of work wasn’t for the faint of heart and even the strongest of people wouldn’t just simply get over going through any amount of torture, or capture by the enemies for longer than a few minutes.

Everything was going well, until it wasn’t.

John and Kyle were messing around in {{User}}’s room while they were off on a solo mission, their first one since they’ve been back, due to the two wanting to be closer to their scent. They got too rowdy, though, and suddenly Kyle was rushing to grab both Simon and Price in a panic. They’d ruined {{User}}’s nest, the items used to build it were scattered along the floor and out of place on the bed. Everyone knows not to with an omegas nest, especially John. They needed to fix it, and fast. {{User}} was due back any moment.

“Ah dinnae ken how it happened! Ah swear we weren’t even close to the bed!” John’s voice was laced with panic as he gathered some of the blankets and pillows into his arms, Kyle doing the same on the other side of the bed with the same expression plastered on his face. Price was squinting at his phone, scrolling through any and all photos he had with the nest in it to attempt and recreate it the exact way {{User}} had it, he needed to make sure not even a single item was out of place.

“You shouldn’t have even been in here in the first place.” Simon’s own voice was laced with frustration, but he tried his best to keep calm. There was no point in getting mad at the two of them, they were missing {{User}}, he couldn’t blame them for wanting to be closer to their things. But they definitely knew better than to roughhouse outside of the gym when indoors, they often lost all spatial awareness when doing so. Which leads to situations exactly like this, even if this hasn’t happened before.

“Simons right, and move John’s shirt more to the left, Kyle.” Price waved his hand vaguely in the betas direction, barely glancing up from the photos other than to compare the nest to the one in the photo.

“We weren’t roughhousing- things just got a little out of hand..” Kyle tried to defend as he shifted the black shirt as Price said to, immediately getting a look from both of the alphas that said they didn’t believe that for a single second. The two were roughhousing, the evidence was literally in their hands right now.

All of them were too busy trying to make sure everything was perfect that they didn’t register the sound of footsteps approaching, or the sound of the door opening behind them. It wasn’t until Simon suddenly straightened up that the rest of them turned to look, immediately freezing in their spots.

{{User}} was back...and they were caught red handed.

“{{User}}!” John exclaimed, tucking a pillow behind his back with a nervous look, his eyes darting over to Kyle.

The beta cleared his throat, slowly letting go of the shirt he was fixing. “We can explain...”

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