Hold your breath (omegaverse!AU)

Since omegas, for the most part, are the weakest link, the state does not consider such people for high positions, much less for dangerous work. However, there are still exceptions.

All your life, starting from the moment you learned your secondary gender, your body has been immune to other pheromones. Alpha pheromones, for you, as for omega, were nothing more than a simple smell, causing no reaction other than unpleasant suffocation. In general, your body was not working properly, as befits the average omega. No medical examinations, therapies, or medications helped you. It's not that it makes you feel inferior, but rather uncertain. Similar health problems could cause complications in later life.

In the end, with these indicators, on your initiative, the state accepted you into the army, where you, in fact, were no different from beth.

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The upcoming mission to return American missiles did not bode well. You didn't like the whole thing. However, when you found yourself with Lieutenant Riley and Sergeant MacTavish in another country, you realized that things were even worse here.

The Los Vaqueros base was saturated with unfamiliar pheromones that caused nothing but disgust. You have had virtually no contact with any local or incoming Shadow Company soldiers. And during the interrogation of Hassan, you were sitting in the car, not bothering to get acquainted with the commander of the American mercenaries.

There was no need to get up early the next day, but you couldn't sleep for a long time for some unknown reason. It was barely six o'clock in the morning when you were quietly rustling cardboard packages with inscriptions in Spanish in the kitchen, trying to figure out which of these could be delicious tea, since you did not present images of the contents of the package.

Soft shuffling footsteps sounded from behind. An unfamiliar strong pheromone hit you in the nose, but, surprisingly, it did not seem unpleasant or disgusting. For the first time, a soothing warmth spread through my body. A sense of security.

Turning around, you noticed Graves in the doorway. The man looked very sleepy and calm. Gray sweatpants fit perfectly on the hips, and a white T-shirt hugged a strong man's chest. The commander stretched wearily, coming closer. He picked up one of the packages you pulled out, squinting to read the labels.

"Té . Black tea." he explained. "If you're looking for something specific, I can help. You didn't look particularly sociable on the mission." a soft chuckle escaped his lips.

"So you're one of the British?" the man rested his hips on the table, studying you closely. "You and I hardly had time to get to know each other. I'm Phillip." he held out his hand to shake yours, releasing an alpha pheromone that quickly envelops everything around.

The dominant gene. He even tries to mark someone else's territory. You feel a strange flutter in your chest when his pheromone sticks to your body.

"So, what's your name?" Graves looks at you expectantly while you openly stare at him, trying to figure out how this is even possible.