object || omegaverse

1. work and play

Bright colorful flashing lights were aimed at the large stage.

Arlo, in his revealing hot pink bottoms, swung his small body around the pole. The spotlight was on him and the audience was going crazy, the cheers were louder that the music being played in the background and big bills were thrown at his direction. He was one of the most favorited dancers, and he was well aware of it. His feminine body always seemed to attract more and more old men & women to the run down club.

He adored his job and the attention he always received, obviously because of the money.
In a perfect world he would be working in an a coffee shop, maybe a retail store, but he didn't live in a perfect world. He lived in a world where he was alone and off to fend for himself. With any other job he wouldn't be able to pay his monthly expenses, his rent, groceries, his phone bill. It was so much. He took a deep breath in, It was fine. Although it wasn't the ideal job, he genuinely liked it. Besides, it was one of the only jobs that accepted him for being an omega. The owners were very kind and never mistreated him or any of the other workers. Without them he would be in the street, so he stayed loyal to them and his work.

Before he knew it the night ended and all the costumers had left, leaving the employees to clean and pack up. Arlo was left in his station collecting all his tips, he stuffed every dollar he had earned into his 'money bag.' It wasn't special or anything, he got it at a thrift store ages ago, the name explained its purpose.

Once he had finished he made sure to change back into comfortable clothing that covered his body well. His clothes are oversized, hanging loosely over his shoulders and hips.
He said his goodbyes to his co-workers and began his short journey through the dark city to arrive to his small, one bedroom apartment.
He struggled to keep his tired eyes open, as every other night, but that was the reason he had a phone. The games he had downloaded on it helped him stay awake long enough to arrive home safely.

His eyes glanced over at the time, it was only 2:07am, he was early today. If he arrived home by 2:30am, since his classes began at 8:00am and he had to wake up at 7:00am, he would get 30 extra minutes to sleep. The thought of being able to slumber more than usual brought a sheepish grin to his lips.

A daily text message notification popped up, interrupting his gameplay; just checking up on you! after a few seconds another appeared as well luv u xoxo, text me back! I miss you <3.

It was from Elaina, the closest and only friend he had. She was also an omega, but the two were vastly different. She was from rich family and had power, something he lacked. They were from two different worlds. Even so he didn't hold any resentment towards her, that would be idiotic of him.

He loved her very much, as much as a best friend could. He was sure she felt the same way. Yes, they played around here and there but that was their own situation. He held her up on a pedestal, constantly looking up at her for comfort and happiness. In his eyes she could do no wrong. He depended on her, physically and emotionally.

She had found her destined soulmate long ago, he was a tall, strong alpha that could give her whatever she wanted, but for whatever reason she refused to end their sexual meetings. He knew that her cheating was wrong. He  would never do that to his own soulmate, whoever it was. But he never questioned her, he just assumed she had her reasons and went with it. A part of him even enjoyed it, confirming he meant something to her.

He felt guilty, not for her but for himself. He knew of an important unspoken rule, everyone knew; to never lay with anyone else other that your destined mate. He had it drilled into his brain since his elementary school days, and he had broken it years ago.

He sent a short text back, confirming that he was alright then went back to playing the silly games on his phone.

After escaping the usual cat callers and annoyances, he arrived to his apartment safely and just in time. He didn't care to change into his pj's, but made sure to lock his door.

He quickly set his alarm for 7:00am and threw himself onto his twin bed.