TAATO-Shots

Chapter 23

(A/N)

Let me address this; I'm real sorry I've been so stingy with all the other ships.

Tevin wedding is underway, and this chappy here will be Kavi.

Again, sorry. Like when I go looking for other ship requests, I see 89% Scomiche requests or things with the little bbs and then I get all excited and just write one of those instead.

ALSO; There's a small chance I have another chapter for you today but idk so keep an eye out xD

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Avi had only known Kirstie for a few weeks, before he decided that he liked her.

Usually he was so focused on his duties as an Alpha to even notice any of the Omegas.

That was before Mitch, of course. But Kirstie came along before anything could happen between the two of them.

And Kirstie's arrival turned his entire world upside down.

Kirstie made a few subtle hints to him about being interested, but ultimately she just wanted him to make the first move. Truly, she thought it was adorable how nervous he got around her.

Kirstie had even spoken to Alex about it, and he thought it was cute too.

Finally, one day, Avi decided he needed to be a man about it and just ask her out.

It was just after lunch, when Avi walked into his room, seeing Scott changing into some clothes for the day. Most likely to go for a run or something, as he so frequently did.

Avi closed the door, and spoke up quietly. "Hey... Scott?"

Scott turned quickly, holding his shirt in his hand. "Yeah?"

"I have to ask you something."

Scott's face instantly became nervous. "It wasn't me this time, I swear. I didn't even go near the kitchen today."

"What?" Avi laughed a little, and took a few steps toward him. "No, I'm not talking about the kitchen."

"Oh.. Okay. What's up?" Scott asked, slipping his shirt over his head.

"I like that shirt." Avi stated randomly.

Scott looked down at his black tank top. "Oh. Thanks. Mitch said something about how I good I look in it, and I just..." He shrugged.

"So you're just gonna wear that shirt every single day, then."

"No, I'm..." Scott looked down at the shirt again. "Maybe."

"He's cute. You should just talk to him. If his opinion means so much to you, maybe there's more to your friendship than you think."

"Yeah... Maybe. I don't know. I'm too chicken shit to even get near him without getting all flustered. And then my smart ass will say something mean or arrogant or something... Huge turn off. I can see it on his face. And then I just wanna smack myself, and--"