When they arrived, they quickly changed back to human form and rushed for the shower. Kyle was more panicked about the situation than Stark, and as a result he threw off his clothes haphazardly before leaping into the shower. Stark soon joined him.
Even though he had just seen him naked the night before, Kyle couldn’t help staring. Stark shot him a playful grin.
“As much as I’d love to fuck you again, I’m afraid we don’t have time,” Stark said. “Although…” His eyes ran up and down Kyle’s body. “I’m half thinking of calling my parents and telling them not to come.”
Kyle rolled his eyes but he was blushing hard. “Come on, we don’t have much time. Certainly not enough time for jokes.”
Stark laughed.
They showered quickly - or as quickly as possible with a newly mated alpha and omega couple who could barely keep their hands off each other - and stepped out of the shower. Stark lifted a clean towel off the door rack and wrapped it around his omega.
“You even look sexy wearing a towel,” he said.
Kyle pushed him. “Go get dressed.”
They rapidly put on clothes and hurried into the living room. Stark couldn’t help smiling at how nervous Kyle was, fidgeting with his hair and fingers on the couch.
“Hey,” Stark said. “Calm down. It’s my parents, not the end of the world.”
“I know, I’ve just never met anyone’s parents before,” Kyle mumbled. “It’s… not really a thing that happened at the omega breeding facility.”
Stark suddenly frowned. He hadn’t even been thinking about that. He strode over to the couch and sat down next to Kyle, gently rubbing his back. “Hey, I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to be insensitive.”
“No, it’s okay,” Kyle said, shaking his head. “It doesn’t bother me that much anymore, but… itdoesmake me aware of how many normal shifter experiences I was missing out on.”
Stark squeezed his shoulder. “Well, you can experience them now, with me. We can do this together.”
Kyle smiled. “Thanks.”
The doorbell rang three times in rapid succession and Stark felt Kyle nearly jump into the air. “Don’t worry,” he added one more time before he went to grab the front door. Instantly Stark’s mother threw her arms into the air and shrieked before hugging her son as if she hadn’t seen him in years.
“Good to see you too, mom,” he said, muffled through her tight embrace.
“Son,” his father said with a nod. “You’re looking healthy.”
“Yeah,” Stark said with a grunt as his mother finally released him. “Never been better.”
“Oh my god, your place looks fantastic. Did you get new decor? What is that mess under the television - oh!” Her eyes nearly bulged out of her head when she saw Kyle sitting meekly on the couch. She slapped her husband’s hand in excitement. “There he is! David, there he is!”
“Yes, Miranda, I see him,” Stark’s father said with equal parts amusement and fatigue.
Stark quickly hurried to Kyle’s side, hoping he wouldn’t be scared off by his mother’s aggressively-loving behaviour. He slipped his hand into Kyle’s, who gripped his fingers.
“Mom, dad,” Stark began. “This is my mate - “
Miranda rushed forward and took Kyle’s free hand, squeezing it so hard he yelped slightly. “So good to finally meet you, Chase! Oh my god, honey, doesn’t he look like a Chase? That’s so funny.”
Stark watched Kyle’s face go completely white. “Wait, hold on - “ Stark began.
“We’re finally going to be grandparents!” Miranda shrieked. “Youbeentested, right, Chase? You’re fertile?”
Stark’s skin crawled with dread. The look on Kyle’s face was one of both shame and fear. Stark knew he had to intervene before things somehow got worse.
“Mother, wait, hold on,” Stark began, but was interrupted by Kyle.
“I’m not Chase.”
The room went cold and quiet, as if the temperature had suddenly dropped ten degrees. Stark stared at the scene unfolding in front of him and angry that he was helpless to stop it. He knew he had to break the tension. He squeezed Kyle’s fingers in his own, but Kyle didn’t return the pressure this time.
