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Communication

It’s my birthday weekend 🥳🥳🥳

My actual birthday is Tuesday but who celebrates their birthday on a Tuesday.

I’m doing a lot of waiting so I’m writing all weekend!

First up is for my boo @mcbethins some light and fluffy Jax/Bi-Han. And a slight threat to go back on strike if I don’t get more fic 😘

Some light swearing and omegaverse stuff.

Communication

“What is this?”

“A phone,” Jax explained. “So we can talk to each other, even when we’re apart.”

Bi-Han inspected the cell phone before handing it back. “No.”

Jax did not accept. “What the hell do you mean ‘no’?”

“If we are not together and I need to speak with you, I will use the shadows to find you.”

Bi-Han using the shadows to find Jax is exactly what prompted this discussion on boundaries. Jax was no stranger to cold, aloof people. He was - had been - Sonya Blade’s closest friend, after all. Defrosting a cryomancer’s icy exterior didn't seem tough. Getting entangled with a socially stunted Alpha after losing his precious Omega and spending years in solitude was a challenge Jax was ready to face.

He had expected the transition to be a bit rough. Jax had gotten friendly with Bi-Han’s friends, and Bi-Han was respectful enough to Johnny Cage, in addition to being cordial to Jacqui, and patient with Makaira. Cyrax mentioned that the only close relationship Bi-Han had ever maintained was the one with his brother, and the majority of that relationship didn’t exactly sound healthy. He had a budding relationship with a Netherrealm woman, but the rumor around the Lin Kuei was that he wouldn’t commit to her.

So color Jax surprised when Bi-Han was the one who was frustrated by how slowly they were moving.

“I have wasted enough of my existence dead and wallowing in nihilism,” he explained.

Even after saying that, Bi-Han was apprehensive about actually pursuing the relationship. When Jax invited him out for drinks, he became completely non-responsive.

Okay, maybe that’s too much too soon, Jax had suspected.

So he offered to make dinner rather than go out. Then he offered to come over and cook.

Still nothing.

It took showing up in below-freezing temperatures for Bi-Han to finally see him. Cyrax seemed shocked that Bi-Han hadn’t spoken to him, and from the argument he overheard, it seemed like Bi-Han still didn’t want to see him. So when he finally came to the main hall to greet him, Jax was pissed.

“Look man, I’m too old for these games. You don’t want to go any further? Fine. No hard feelings. Just don't waste my time.” He had turned to leave this godforsaken place, but ice sealed the door before he could exit.

“Jackson.” Vera called him that. And he swore that if he ever heard the name from anyone else, he wouldn’t respond.

He turned as Bi-Han approached. “Come.”

He opened a portal. Jax definitely didn’t want to enter - who knew where it would go? But he wanted to put this matter to rest.

He expected it to lead to Bi-Han’s throne or a private office. But it led to the most private place of all - a bedroom. Nothing lavish, but big enough. There were pictures, most old and faded, that he had taped to the wall near his bed.

“I… apologize. I never imagined a life where I could indulge in leisure. When I think of spending time with you…”

He didn’t need to finish the sentence. The only way to describe the sudden flood of his pheromones was an unleashing. These were Alpha pheromones, and the potency gave Jax goosebumps. A current ran through his spine, and he had to cover his mouth. Another Alpha freely releasing such intense pheromones in another’s presence. Anyone else, he'd take it as a challenge. But he could see from Bi-Han’s hopeless expression that he simply couldn’t hold them in.

His body was still young, Jax realized. And his biology had been carefully trained and curated for the sole purpose of being intimidating. To scare others away and make himself unstoppable. He knew that his pheromones were off-putting, but they were all he had. He had never needed to use them to attract someone.

“We’ll figure this out,” Jax assured him, still covering his mouth, but using his other hand to squeeze Bi-Han’s shoulder.

A relationship between two Alphas was hard enough. But he never thought here, at his ripe old age, he would be doing pheromone training again. Trying to keep a newly presented Alpha teenage Jacqui in line had been the deciding factor in not having any more kids. It was even harder to do this time around since he was the trigger for a powerful Alpha who wasn’t unstable - he was indoctrinated to be this way. Jax had no idea what the Lin Kuei had done to Bi-Han to make him so intense, but it was getting corrected now. The man had no sense of social etiquette, growling and using his pheromones to intimidate anyone who he saw as a threat to his time with Jax. And everyone was apparently a threat. He had to drag Bi-Han away from Smoke when the latter wouldn’t back down.

“I apologize,” he had said tightly, his body shaking from the anger.

Jax was surprised to see that he was shaking at the sight of Bi-Han agitated. The cryomancer’s scent had been hanging onto his clothes, his skin, his face. It drove him nuts, but the last thing Bi-Han needed right now was to know that Jax was becoming attached.

When they finally got his pheromones under control, Bi-Han agreed to go anywhere with him. The first place was nothing fancy. A barbecue joint where they sat at the bar and eased into light conversation and good food. The other patrons, familiar with Jax, Jax and Jacqui, Jax and Vera, were curious about his new friend but amused by his willingness to try whatever food they placed in front of him.

By the time they left, it was snowing out. He looked over at his date, who was staring up at the sky, cold air gathering at his nose and mouth. He could see Bi-Han’s eyes, normally ice blue, were now a warm, deep oceanic hue.

His date.

His date was fascinated by his arms. And not in the spectator way that people were usually fascinated.

“They’re so warm.” He said it almost in awe, with an edge of suspicion. He was feeling the smooth cyber-skin, drawing his cold fingers along. Jax noted that they are cold, but it was a fact, not a feeling. There was the pressure of his fingers, but the ice of his touch was missing.

“Takes a lot of energy to keep these babies going,” Jax explained, flexing. “Take all the warmth you need.”

They must have looked odd, he realized. He, with his cybernetic arms, displayed them in a sleeveless hoodie and jeans while Bi-Han dressed casually in a black collared shirt and slacks. He had just pulled his knit hat on when Bi-Han grabbed his face and kissed him.

From then on, Bi-Han didn’t want to be away from Jax. The retired commander wasn’t used to the constant companionship and Bi-Han just showing up, at all hours, sometimes covered in blood, sometimes asking to take him out for dinner as he ate dinner with Takeda, Jacqui, and Makaira wasn’t exactly convenient for his newly domestic life.

So he thought the phone was a nice compromise.

“You would prefer not to see me?” He asked. His normally biting voice was touched by an edge of hurt.

“There’s a camera. We can see each other through video chatting,” Jax explained, unsure of how much he actually understood about cell phones.

Bi-Han tried to hand it back. “I don’t know how to use it.”

“Then I’ll teach you,” Jax insisted, pushing it back.

Bi-Han looked at him, then away. Jax wasn’t in a place yet where he could feel exactly what Bi-Han was feeling but he could easily feel the apprehension rising from his pheromones.

“What’s up? Normally people say ‘thanks’ when they get an expensive ass gift like an iPhone,” Jax chided.

“You would prefer to keep me at a distance. Like… everyone else. You have grown tired of me.”

Ahhh. Sometimes it was hard to believe that an Alpha who presented so intimidatingly needed such reassurances.

“I’m not tired of you. I’m having more fun with you than I’ve had in years. But I can’t have you just showing up. And I don’t want you dropping everything to spend time with me. I know what it’s like to lead your men. I want you to call or text me to plan to hang out,” Jax explained.

Bi-Han looked at the phone in his hand. “You would like to be notified in advance.”

“You got it.”

The cryomancer rolled his eyes. “I will try.”

“That’s all I’m asking right now,” Jax said with a wide smile. “Let me teach you how to use it.”

He reached for it but Bi-Han held tight. “You’re certain that you haven’t grown tired of me?”

“I would not sink my entire afternoon in teaching you how to use this damn thing if I was sick of you, Bi.”

He wasn’t sure what pleased him more. The cryomancer’s relieved face or the joyous pheromones that were now flooding him. They would have to work on that, Jax noted as he put his arm around him. Bi-Han pressed his forehead against the side of Jax’s head and gave him a hesitant kiss as Jax took the phone and turned it on.

But they had time.

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