#i was listening to it yesterday then remembered a mutual talking about jealous jude and here we are

[siiren-romqntics]

My Eyes Are Green: A Drabble

It’s half an hour past midnight at one of Vinicius’ parties, and Jude would do anything to be at home right now or have everyone leave because he’s staying at Vini’s place tonight. The party doesn’t care for Jude’s bitchy mood, though, because song after song plays, drinks keep flowing, and a gorgeous girl won’t stop rubbing herself all over Vini.

Jude considers himself lucky that his scent patches are on right now because he knows the entire room would probably be able to smell how pissed he is without them. The smell of spice and burnt cinnamon rolls would probably be a good sign of his jealousy, but the blatant glare he’s throwing at Vini and the girl—some influencer? Small-time model? Jude doesn’t remember, nor does he want to—gripping at his bicep and throwing her head back, giggling sends the message pretty clearly. In the back of his head, Jude swears Vini hasn’t said anything that funny to trigger such a reaction.

Suddenly another wave of anger and jealousy rushes over Jude. He can’t help the way his eyes judge her. Green eyes, light brown skin, and big, bouncy brown hair. She’s not too tall, not too short, and has a nice figure. Jude could already tell, but he caught her scent earlier; she’s an omega. Suddenly, self-consciousness beats like a drum in tandem with jealousy, and while Jude appreciates his own looks and his larger-than-life stature, in moments like these he can’t help but envy being an omega like her. Though he knows his omega identity is just as valid as anyone else’s— His mom making sure to remind him of that—he surrenders to some feelings of insecurity.

It doesn’t help that said pretty omega is all over Vini, his alpha. Well, that’s not exactly true, Vini is not his alpha; they’ve mostly just been messing around, but Jude knows he’s falling hard and fast, so sue him if he can’t stand the way this girl’s trying to rip off Vini’s clothes with her eyes.

At that point he’s decided he’s had enough, gets up in the middle of Fede’s story about how terrifying his son gets when he’s throwing a tantrum, and begins to march over to where Vini and Ms. Model Influencer-Whatever are. The rest of the group pays no mind to his antics, apart from Rodry, who lifts his head to see why Jude’s gotten up and only chuckles and says, “Judy está a la caza,” when he looks to see the situation across the room.

As Jude nears them, Vini has already turned his attention from the omega on his arm and towards Jude. If Jude didn’t know any better, he could’ve sworn Vini acknowledged him right as he was just a few meters away, almost like he’d been waiting for Jude to come raging over. As he stands right in front of Vini and sees that stupid smirk lined with canines that just love to mark Jude up, he knows that’s exactly the case.

“Is everything ok, Jude? What’s up?”

Vini knows damn well what’s up, and Jude cannot believe he hadn’t clued into what this fucker was doing sooner. He doesn’t care about this omega; not even for a night, he just wants to watch how pissed off Jude can get because he gets off on it. He’s weird like that—Jude ignores the fact he adores this the other way around as well— and Jude fell for it. He feels pretty stupid now because it’s honestly not out of the blue for him or Vini to flirt with some random person at a party for appearances sake and mean nothing of it. Jude chalks it up to being tired and already in a foul mood as to why he got so riled up. Another part of him knows what he feels for Vini is beginning to go past the friends-with-benefits situation they’ve got going on; he feels like what’s his is being taken.

“Nothing, just thought I’d check in on you.”

And okay, yeah, he feels really stupid now. He can’t believe Vinicius Junior has him acting like this right now. Vini can definitely believe it, though, if the huge grin on his face is anything to go by. The green-eyed omega looks between them a little confused, and Jude would have some sympathy for the poor girl’s puzzled expression, but he’s too busy revelling in how Vini’s attention is solely on him right now. He thinks back to Camavinga calling him an ‘attention whore’ after he scored a screamer in training, and the first thing he did was try and gauge Vini’s reaction—Jude thinks he wasn’t so far off. “Hi, it’s nice to meet you, Jude; we didn’t get to talk much earlier!” The girl chirps excitedly to him.

“Nice to meet you too, uhh,”

“Jude, this is Tati.” Vini interrupts.

“Right, Tati— you were saying something about how you model before, right?”

“Oh yeah, it’s just commercial right now, and it’s pretty independent—“ And that’s how the conversation goes on for a while; she talks, Vini adds his own little quips, they flirt, and Jude hopes some higher power strikes down all three of them. When it’s gone on for a few minutes and Jude is thinking about leaving, feeling incredibly stupid he let himself get sour over Vini flirting with another omega knowing they’re not exclusive, the conversation’s stopped and it’s quiet. Jude looks up from his moping and staring down at his shoes to see Tati’s gone and it’s just Vini staring at him softly.

“What happened to your model? She got bored of your shit jokes?” Jude is still ticked off. It gets Vini laughing, and Jude is struggling to stay mad because Vini’s laugh is one of his favourite things ever. “No, I asked her to get some more drinks, and I’m hilarious; I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Vini responds after he’s done giggling.

“Oh, come on, baby, you know I was just flirting for fun—you know, appearances and all that.” Vini tries to appease Jude, who is still glaring at him. Honestly, Jude knows Vini is right, but jealousy and what he feels for him aren’t exactly rational. “Is that why you spent so long talking to her and letting her throw herself all over you even when I was right in front of you?” Jude questions because he can be incredibly stubborn when he’s like this.

“Ok, well maybe I just wanted to see how your face screws up and the way you tensed whenever she giggled.”

“You think that shit is funny, don’t you?”

“I think you look hot as fuck when you’re jealous is all.”

And Jude would call him out for being such an idiot if he also wasn’t feeling pent up and ready to fuck Vini, filled with frustration and jealousy. It seems Vini can sense the warm feeling in Jude’s belly because his grin goes even wider, and those canines are flashing at him. Some omegas might feel a type of way when an alpha flashes their teeth at them like this; it is a sign of dominance after all, but Jude just gets horny knowing what those teeth do to him.

“Oh my God, Jude, you’re getting off on this too, aren’t you?”

“Shut up, Vini.”

“You like when I get you mad; you want me so bad—“

Suddenly, Jude grabs Vini and takes him to a more secluded area, where prying eyes won’t see him shove Vini up against a wall in one of the many hallways in his lavish home.

Jude is doing his absolute best to look intimidating, but it’s all failing because Vini is staring at him with this dopey smile while his hands move up and down his sides, and that does nothing but infuriate him further as well as make his body heat up. He needs Vini so badly right now but isn’t ready to give in just yet.

“Are you done yet?” Vini teases him because right now Jude looks more like an angry kitten than whatever persona he’s putting on.

“Done with what?”

“Done acting like you’re not dying to let me bend you over right now?”

“I’m not dying for it—“

“Oh, but you want it?”

“I didn’t say that either— also, you looked very pleased to have another omega get on her knees for you. What changed?”

Vini’s hands on his waist grip him tighter, and it’s at that moment Jude realizes Vini wants this just as badly as him, if not more. He’s showing all telltale signs that he’s about to lose it over Jude— constantly licking his lips, can’t keep his hands off his body, and is starting to nose at his neck. Jude’s got on a shit-eating grin of his own when he realizes he’s got Vini wrapped around his finger.

“Fuck Jude, what do you want me to say? I don’t care about her, and I really want to be in you right now?! Can we move this to a room already?” Vini’s scent gets headier, arousal building.

Jude starts to untangle himself from Vini’s arms. “Hmm, I don’t know. I’m pretty tired, and I’m not sure you’re interested…” Jude starts his own teasing.

“Wait, wait, wait! Ok, I’m sorry the joke wasn’t funny; I won’t try it again, and you’re the only omega ever, Jude, please—“

“Ok, ok—oh my word, hurry up and pick a room already.” Jude relents because he can’t stay mad at Vini even if his life depended on it, and he honestly doesn’t want to hold back any longer. He doesn’t even attempt to hide his smile as Vini kisses all over his neck and face as a last apology.

They sneak off to Vini’s room and lock the door, tripping over each other and giggling all the way as they fall into bed together once more.