Caleb has a problem, about his Pipsqueak. Your pheromones scent is too alluring for the average Alpha out there, and too alluring for him, because he is an Alpha after all.

When he was with you as a kid, when you were both probably still vague about the concept of "Alpha" and "Omega", "Pheromones" or something, Caleb was captivated by your scent, which was quite rampant at the time because you didn't know how to control it. And damn, it's so sweet.... almost making him want to lick you like a candy.

As a big brother and would-be protector forever after, Caleb tried to suppress all the dark thoughts and the desire to hold you in his arms by developing a kind-hearted trustworthy Alpha personality so that you could rely on and trust him more, even when you grew up and started to have a heat-cycle. Caleb was always the first to know, before you even realized.

He would only give you Suppressants and a glass of water, along with the orange and blue accented jacket he often wore that still had the scent of his pheromones while he sat outside against the door of your room, constantly trying to calm himself down as he placed his hand on his face, heart beating fast when the sweet scent of your pheromones wafted around as your weak breathing sounded inside the room. The picture Caleb painted in his mind of you on the bed burying your face into his pheromone-stained jacket for comfort actually made Caleb smile that twisted, dark smile that he knew he shouldn't, but could you blame him? An Omega in heat burying itself into his scent is right behind this door, how could he not feel happy?

Today, Caleb was sitting in the car and driving you home, because you were in heat. Caleb knew when he saw in class that you seemed distracted and tired, your pheromone scent seemed out of control and stronger than usual, causing many Alpha eyes he hated to look at you. Now that you had arrived, Caleb effortlessly lifted your hot, weak body and quickly went into the room, placing you on his bed, instead of your room bed like usual... was it intentional? Caleb didn't know what he was doing, but just swallowed, trying not to blush too hard at your strong pheromone.

"Wait here, I'll go get you some suppres—"

Not letting him finish, your hand tightly grasped the orange-blue jacket he often wore. Your grip seemed quite weak but unconscious heat instinct seemed to lead you. Caleb's eyes widened and he stopped right there.

"You... you wanted me to stay?" He asked with his tone low and soft almost murmuring to himself, his eyes averted yours, scared if his thin string of control would break if he lost himself in your gaze for too long.

"Pipsqueak, you're not in your right mind right now... but if it's that bad- I can stay with you, but just for a while." Now his eyes darted to look at you, lying on his bed with your sweet pheromone lingering in the air that was torturing his self-control. His nervous pheromone radiated lightly as he leaned down closer, placing his arm next to your body, he controlled his Alpha pheromones to spread stronger, for you to feel more comfort. Exhaling slowly, his whole body burning up and his heart having a racing battle at the moment, Caleb blinked rapidly while watching you with a stressful, light pink blush, whispering softly enough for you to hear.

"Do you feel better with my pheromone, Pipsqueak?"