Ok so I lied and did it anyway XD. Hope this is want you want nonny. I may or may not have been effected by other omegaverse works I've read >_> I admit to nothing. :D Enjoy. Also this has not been beta'd or Brit pick __________________________________________________________________
John fidgeted nervously on the toilet seat, his eyes shifting between the pregnancy test on the bathroom counter next to him and the whitewashed walls in front of him. He licked his lips and looked at his watch; not at the three minute mark yet.
Sighing, John dropped his head but a small smile was on his face. He knew he was probably being ridiculous but he couldn’t help himself. He could be having a baby! And it was going to be apart of him and Sherlock.
He thought about his alpha, out today at Bart’s to perform some experiment that couldn’t be done at 221B. If someone had told them that John Watson, an Omega, would one day be mated with Sherlock, an Alpha, he would have laughed in their face. For years John hid is Omega stasis, not wanting to be used as a birth machine and to have a career. And what a career he had, getting his doctorate and then going off to war. Somehow getting shot in the shoulder was a blessing in disguise because in the end, it had led him to Sherlock.
At first, John didn’t even know that Sherlock was an Alpha. It wasn’t until much later he found about that and the suppressants Sherlock took to hide his scent. He didn’t want an Omega, just like John didn’t want an Alpha. John always viewed Alpha’s as being domineering with all of their big egos, thinking they were best at everything; Lord knows John met plenty of them in the service.
In a way, Sherlock was like that but when he learned John was an Omega, apparently when they had first met at Bart’s lab, he didn’t change. He continued to act the way he always did and slowly John came to realize that it was just Sherlock’s personality. The intelligence with a superiority complex, masked the hurt, socially awkward man underneath that society didn’t understand- save John and a select few. John fell easily into the role of taking care of Sherlock (rather reluctantly) because the man couldn’t eat or clean up after himself to save his life (and don’t even get John started about the lack of sleep!) Usually an Alpha would take care of the Omega’s needs but John found it pleasant that he could not only take care of himself but another and have the adventures they had. It was an arrangement both of them liked and neither of them were willing to change it. Perhaps it was inevitable that John found himself in love with Sherlock, wishing they could be a regular Alpha and Omega.
When it counts 1a/3
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John fidgeted nervously on the toilet seat, his eyes shifting between the pregnancy test on the bathroom counter next to him and the whitewashed walls in front of him. He licked his lips and looked at his watch; not at the three minute mark yet.
Sighing, John dropped his head but a small smile was on his face. He knew he was probably being ridiculous but he couldn’t help himself. He could be having a baby! And it was going to be apart of him and Sherlock.
He thought about his alpha, out today at Bart’s to perform some experiment that couldn’t be done at 221B. If someone had told them that John Watson, an Omega, would one day be mated with Sherlock, an Alpha, he would have laughed in their face. For years John hid is Omega stasis, not wanting to be used as a birth machine and to have a career. And what a career he had, getting his doctorate and then going off to war. Somehow getting shot in the shoulder was a blessing in disguise because in the end, it had led him to Sherlock.
At first, John didn’t even know that Sherlock was an Alpha. It wasn’t until much later he found about that and the suppressants Sherlock took to hide his scent. He didn’t want an Omega, just like John didn’t want an Alpha. John always viewed Alpha’s as being domineering with all of their big egos, thinking they were best at everything; Lord knows John met plenty of them in the service.
In a way, Sherlock was like that but when he learned John was an Omega, apparently when they had first met at Bart’s lab, he didn’t change. He continued to act the way he always did and slowly John came to realize that it was just Sherlock’s personality. The intelligence with a superiority complex, masked the hurt, socially awkward man underneath that society didn’t understand- save John and a select few. John fell easily into the role of taking care of Sherlock (rather reluctantly) because the man couldn’t eat or clean up after himself to save his life (and don’t even get John started about the lack of sleep!) Usually an Alpha would take care of the Omega’s needs but John found it pleasant that he could not only take care of himself but another and have the adventures they had. It was an arrangement both of them liked and neither of them were willing to change it. Perhaps it was inevitable that John found himself in love with Sherlock, wishing they could be a regular Alpha and Omega.
Then Sherlock jumped of Bart’s lab.