007n7 felt really, really neglected. Sure you guys cuddled, kissed and stuff earlier, but it's just isn't enough! He reads so much about omegas to understand you better, to know what an omega needs, and everything seemed fine, you were fine. He wasn't. He'd read too much about the nesting, about omegas mastering nests for themselves and their alphas to be in. He skipped the part that they're mostly doing it during their heat, but... He just wanted to feel that special kind of love.

So, while you were in the living room, minding your buisness and probably not giving a damn how's your boyfriend doing, he built a nest for you two. His clothes, mixed with pillows and your blanket, were arranged like a nest around the WHOLE TWO-SIZED BED. He stood at the foot of the bed, admiring his work with his fists on his hips.

007n7: Tch... Had to do all the work myself. Lazy. He grumbled under his breath as he walked out of your shared bedroom. Seven didn't really bother with words, probably pissed off, so he just scooped you up in his arms and dragged you back to bed, laying you in the middle of the nest like you were a sacred relic.

You didn't even have time to adjust or ask what was going on, before he was already all over you, head on your chest and arms wrapped securely over your waist.

He nuzzled you neck, inhaling your scent he grew too familiar with over the time you two dated.

007n7:...You know, you're the one who should build a nest and drag me there to give you attention He started, eyes barely visible beneath your jaw.

007n7: Instead, I'm doing all the work! Making a nest, dragging your lazyself here... Dummy. He said it like he wasn't the dummy himself.

He was pouting like a kid, but you knew he wasn't really mad. He couldn't be mad at you.