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Safe and Protected (poly alpha Non-Judging Breakfast Club x gn omega reader)

Summary: your packmates comfort and take care of you after you get into a fight with another omega

Warnings: a/b/o dynamics (alphas Serena, Blair, Nate, and Chuck/omega reader), hurt/comfort, mentions of injuries due to fighting (I also go into extensive history of a/b/o fighting techniques/backstory that I completely made up on the spot), they/them pronouns used to refer to the reader in a gn manner

A/N: apparently my life has come to me writing a/b/o fanfiction when I'm upset. why does that somehow not surprise me

The members of your pack were spread out across the city when they got the text from Dan saying that they needed to meet him at their shared penthouse ASAP because it was an emergency. Usually they'd just ignore him (it was Dan, after all) but the moment he mentioned you were involved they dropped everything and quickly rushed over.

Blair was naturally the first through the door, followed quickly on her heels by Chuck. As the most protective of the group, it would make sense that they were leading the investigation to figure out what was wrong. Nate and Serena were equally worried but hung back a little, not wanting to rush in right away if they didn't know what was wrong first.

"What's happening? Where are they?" Blair demanded the moment she saw Dan, the smell of distressed omega permeating his clothing. The pack instantly recognized the scent as yours, which only heightened their worry.

"Look, just try to remain calm-" He began, but she was having none of it.

"Do not tell me to calm down right now, Humphrey. I'm not in the mood to take orders from you of all people," she snapped, her nostrils flaring as her eyes narrowed. Chuck rested a reassuring hand on her shoulder when he noticed the way Dan was starting shrink back a little, the omega clearly frightened by such an angry display.

"What she means to say is that we're worried," Nate piped up from behind them, the Golden Boy often reliable when it came to being the voice of reason in situations such as these. "And we want to know what's going on."

Dan nodded his head in understanding, taking a moment or so before speaking again. "They... got into a fight with another omega. One who was making fun of Jenny." He gave up the information rather reluctantly, not quite sure what their reactions would be to finding out something like that.

Safe to say, they were all fairly shocked. Fights between alphas were the most common and fairly brutal, and fights with betas happened only occasionally and had pretty tame results. While fights among omegas weren't completely unheard of, it was still surprising when they took place, especially when one or both of the parties involved ended up seriously hurt.

Omegas typically weren't able to hold their own weight against an alpha or even a beta, but with the even footing of fighting against a fellow omega gave them the advantage point to use something they didn't get to very often: the primal instincts that went with their untapped rage.

That was one of the reasons why alpha and beta fight rings were fairly common but ones with omegas weren't, because when they fought they didn't fight for fun or to assert their dominance or to try to prove something. They fought out of pure fury, and in certain situations it could result in pretty graphic injuries that caused at least one of the people involved to end up needing to be hospitalized.

With taking all of this into consideration, it was really no wonder why Dan had been reluctant to share with them what really happened.

"Who was it?" Serena asked curiously, unable to view such a sweet and good-natured omega like yourself initiating a fight like that.

"I'm not sure. It was someone who use to model for Jenny before she fired them. They've already been taken to the hospital just as a precaution."

All four of the alpha's jaws dropped when hearing that. You sent another omega to the hospital?

"Where are they now?" Blair demanded in reference to you, her instinct to protect growing stronger than ever before.

"Hiding in their nest. They wouldn't let me take them anywhere to get their injuries looked at. They just said they wanted their pack." He led them further into the penthouse somewhat reluctantly, the smell of your distress even stronger than before. It was hanging in the air so thickly, they could practically taste it, and it only got worse the closer they got to your bedroom.

The sound of rustling and faint whimpers could be heard coming from behind the door, giving just a glimpse of the current agony you must've been in. Your packmates hesitated, even Blair looking much less confident than usual. Still, she forced herself to act, carefully turning the knob and opening the door to your room.

The first thing that hit them was the rather potent smell, and they realized from it that you weren't just scared, you were angry, too. Your nest was even more of a mess than usual, and your huddled up form could just barely be seen underneath all the blankets in the dim lighting.

"Sweetheart?" Blair spoke up after a moment or so, carefully approaching the nest so she wouldn't scare you. When you lifted your head up, she could see the cuts and bruises on your face, and judging from what she already heard from Dan she had no doubt the rest of you looked just about the same.

"Blair," you faintly croaked, reaching a hand out to her. She let out a soft gasp at the sight of it; the cuts there were pretty hard to miss.

"Oh my God," Nate muttered somewhere behind her as he caught a glimpse of you. If this is how you looked, they'd hate to see the omega you'd put into the hospital.

"Hey, come here," Blair muttered while getting in the nest with you, not caring if her outfit got dirty or messed up. Right now, you were far more important.

You seemed even more fragile than usual as you curled up beside her, her hands moving to gently cup your face so she could assess the damage done there. "What happened?" She softly asked, the rest of the pack slowly beginning to creep in after her.

"There was another omega who was spreading lies about Jenny," you muttered, your hands shaking slightly due to the leftover adrenaline still coursing through your body. "They- they were saying that they couldn't believe a beta of all people had such a popular fashion line, and that she must've gotten it by sleeping around."

Someone could be heard sucking in a breath of surprise, though you couldn't tell who. It might've been all of them. The things said about Jenny or even betas in general weren't exactly surprising given the nature of the people living on the Upper East Side, but judging from what your reaction had been to it they got the feeling what they said was much worse than that and you were purposely leaving out parts to your story. Still, they didn't want to push.

"My sweet baby," Serena cooed as she moved to join you in the nest. Usually Blair wouldn't be too keen to share, but she couldn't refuse Serena from comforting you when you clearly need it. "You're shaking, poor thing."

"We need to get them cleaned up," Blair announced suddenly, capturing the attention of the other alphas in the room. "Nate, go start running a bath for them. Chuck, I'll need you to carry them in there. Serena, you're going to help me get there nest fixed so it's not a mess anymore. And if Dan's still here, have him make them something to eat."

Your packmates thought it best not to argue with her and each got to work on each of their given tasks. Chuck carefully picked you up off the bed and carried you into the bathroom while Nate ran the water for your bath, Serena and Blair staying behind to fix the mess your nest had been made of when you were upset.

Luckily, the strong pheromones being emitted by your alphas had done their job of keeping you calm and relaxed, so you were pretty complacent during the whole thing, allowing Chuck to help you get undressed for your bath before Nate carefully cleaned off your scrapes and cuts once you were in it.

Blair appeared in the doorway to the bathroom when you were almost done, Serena close behind her. "Go make sure Dan prepared the right thing for them, and if he's still here tell him to leave. We can take over from here," she instructed Chuck and Nate, who both simply nodded and left for the kitchen without another word.

"My poor baby," Serena muttered while kneeling down beside the tub, reaching out to cup your cheeks with her hands. You gladly leaned into her touch, nuzzling into her palms in an affectionate manner. "Nate and Chuck took such good care of you, didn't they?"

"Serena," Blair suddenly spoke, her tone sounding a little stern. "There will be more time to baby them later. Right now, we need to get them out of the tub and dry them off before the water gets cold."

The blonde let out an annoyed huff in response but complied regardless, letting go of your face and getting up off the floor. The two helped you out of the tub and dried you off with big, fluffy towels before getting you dressed in some clean and comfortable clothes.

Dan was already gone by the time you left the bathroom, which was probably for the best with how everyone was being more protective than usual given what had happened, especially Blair. Your injuries hadn't been bad enough to need urgent medical care, but it was obvious from the way you looked you were going to be sore for the next few days.

"How are you feeling? Are you doing okay?" Nate gently asked as you curled up next to him, your packmates surrounding you on all sides as you rested in your now clean nest.

"Yeah," you quietly confirmed, allowing Serena to feed you a little bit of food so you could build your strength back up again.

"You took a hell of a beating," Chuck mused out loud, his hand rubbing your back in a comforting manner while he spoke. "But from what we heard, the other person looked a hell of a lot worse."

"Chuck!" Blair hissed out in a scolding tone, lightly smacking him on the arm. "Don't encourage this kind of behavior! They really could've gotten hurt."

He rolled his eyes while mumbling out a vague "sorry" that didn't make it seem like he was very sorry at all.

You just giggled as you watched the interaction, no longer upset like you were before. They were glad to see that your mood had improved, and each one of them hoped this would be both the first and last time you ever fought with somebody. After all, you were their baby, and they hated to see you get hurt like that.

"I'm tired," you mumbled after finishing your food, letting out a yawn that did nothing but strengthen your case.

"Lay down, baby. We won't go anywhere," Serena said before pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek.

At her gentle encouragement, you laid down in your nest and cuddled up with your packmates, getting as comfortable as possible. The warmth of their hold combined with the way their scents filled the air only made you feel drowsier, which aided in helping you quickly drift off to sleep, safe and protected in your alphas' arms.

End notes: I loved writing this and have absolutely no regrets

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