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It didn't even take long before some fool posted confidential information about Wolfie and his mate's visit to the Hospital.

So as of right now, numerous media outlets were running the story of Wolfie's reappearance and his mystery mate.

Not to mention, his fan reaction was split in half. On one side, they were supportive and the other side was jealous of Danny.

What exactly were the chances of him ever dating them for them to feel hostile against Danny?

Not to say that it couldn't happen, but still, the odds weren't exactly that good.

Why couldn't they just feel happy for him instead of trying to ruin his happiness?

He was going back to work tomorrow and he seriously dreaded it because he just knew that paparazzi was gonna be waiting for him.

Well what could he say but that it was great while it lasted.

He still needed to have Danny fitted for that gala he had mentioned before the crash - yes, they were still attending it - so later on, he was gonna drive to the tailor - again - in another vehicle.

He had quickly replaced the destroyed one and was now sporting a jeep.

In his opinion, it would be able to handle more damage than a car.

He sighed softly and placed a kiss at the side of Danny's foot.

"Am I good at this or what?"

Danny grinned and lowered the headphones from his ear.

Wolfie honestly didn't know how the Omega found Asmr relaxing but hey, to each their own.

"I don't know what you just said but I could guess," he replied, sitting up a bit so that he would take some pressure from his back. "Yes, I know my toes are beautiful."

Wolfie snorted and slid the bench closer to where Danny was seated on the couch. "Nice try, but no. I was simply stating that I'm great at foot massages."

"Hmm mm."

He closed his eyes and put his headphones back on as Asmr PPomo continued massaging his ear.

God, he loved her.

Discovering the wonderful world of Asmr was like a godsend to him. Of course, it took a bit of searching before he found the best ones to relax and when it did... Heaven.

He released a soft sigh as the sound reverberated in his ears while Wolfie continued massaging his feet.

He was still a bit sore from behind pinned to the passenger seat by Wolfie so the Alpha had suggested giving him a full body massage. But instead of having him lie down, Wolfie was gonna massage each part separately  starting from his feet.

Well, he wasn't gonna complain because, hey. A massage was a massage. Not to mention, it was fucking free.

Who didn't love freebies? Especially when you didn't have to return the favour.

"Hmmm," he grunted softly, wetting his lips as Wolfie massaged a particularly sore spot.

Wolfie grinned and continued observing Danny's reactions to certain pressures; he couldn't wait to receive Danny's gratitude for this massage.

He couldn't help but chuckle lowly.

Did you really think he was gonna do this without asking for anything in return?

Now wasn't the time to act like a sappy romantic.

Haahahaha.

...

Weeks Later

Danny managed to withhold a yawn as the woman blabbed on and on about her accomplishments.

It's been a couple of weeks before Wolfie had introduced him to the world and now, he had been cajoled into having social media accounts - he was only in charge of Instagram - and now, loads of shows wanted to have him as a guest.

It wasn't like he was famous or anything.

Now because of his 'sudden' popularity, he needed to play nice with actual celebrities and it was more of a drag than anything.

He expected to feel excited, elated, whatever. Instead, he was entertaining the thought of ducking out of this party.

Wolfie had sat him at a table with some A-list celebrities and Danny honestly had to give them props for acting like Angels when meeting fans because their personalities were nasty as fuck.

Since Wolfie sat him down, they had immediately began speaking to him. Every word was lined with insults and he just rolled his eyes and told them to stop talking to him like he was some sort of dusty rat.

Just because they were celebrities didn't make them better than him.

So while they talked over him, he was looking around the room for his Alpha who was standing a good distance away talking to... Wait, who was that? Danny knew the face but the name kept slipping him. Wasn't it... Uhh... Natalie... Natalia... No, Natalie Port... man? Yeah, Natalie Portman. That chick from Black Swan. That's gotta be her name.

He sighed softly and averted his gaze to survey the rest of the room, immediately recognizing everyone's faces.

Hey, wasn't that the guy from Game of Thrones? Uhh...Jason Mimosa or something.

He had never actually watched the show, but he had seen snippets of it before.

Then there was that Bi-racial rapper, Logik. Or was it with a 'c?'

You could tell that Danny's movie and song repertoire was rather limited, but hey, he liked it this way.

Aaaand back again.

There was Taylor Swift, Whis- Selena Gomez - he's honestly been on Instagram too much, lol - Sheldon Cooper... Wait, that wasn't his real name but whatever, he forgot.

There was Sheldon and his husband.

'Ugh! This is so fucking boring!' He managed to stop himself from sighing again.

Why did Wolfie leave him to suffer.

"And get this. He said that he's upgraded since we broke up. Like, who the heck does he think he is?! Doesn't he realise who the hell I am? I'm-"

'Oh shut the fuck up!' He couldn't help but think in exasperation.

Lord please spare him! Spare him!

Danny honestly couldn't take it anymore so he sat up, earning their attention.

"Uhhh, where are you going? Do you even know anyone here?" The blonde bitch asked him.

Danny honestly didn't see the appeal in her.

Sure, her movies were good but that didn't mean that she was.

"Yeah... Wolfie is the one with the connections, so if I was you, I wouldn't leave."

Danny looked at her, his eyebrows furrowed. "You're one to talk. The last time I heard about you was when you fucked your director for that movie you were in. How's Rob? Oh wait... You cheated on him with that director. Yikes!"

He honestly enjoyed the looks of shock on their faces.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Danny couldn't help but roll his eyes before sitting back down in his chair.

Okay, this is getting good.

"Hey, wait a minute," he mocked. "As for you. I admit, your movies are good but the last time I saw you, you were doing one of the cringiest Russian accents I've ever heard. What was it called again? Red Bird or something? Hmph. Nevermind that, it's not im-por-tant."

The offended look on her face was honestly giving Danny life.

"There's really no need to be disrespectful because unlike you, we actually know their names."

And Ohh...

Danny rose an eyebrow at that. "Well would you look at that. Looks like we have something in common since I don't know who the heck you are either."

You wanna clap? I guarantee you that Danny would clap even harder.

The man snorted and folded his arms. "I wouldn't expect you to. Do you even have a telly?"

"My, my. Are you actually trying to stereotype?" Danny was so enjoying this. "Yoy wanna talk about materials thing, then that's okay. I'm pretty sure that even though I'm not a celebrity, you may even be able to find my name on Google, unlike you. I bet if you typed your name in Google, there would be no suggestions because no one even wants to know about you."

" Hey, hey. Calm down, everyone. No need to be so hostile."

Danny rolled his eyes in amusement. "I'm surprised you're even here. I'm pretty sure that you are worth more than these pretentious arseholes."

Danny honestly couldn't find it in him to be rude to Harry Styles.

The brunette grinned at him and shrugged. "Whatever do you mean?"

Danny laughed under his breath before one of the bitches spoke up once more.

"We honestly don't even want you here."

"Yeah. If it wasn't for Wolfie, you'd probably be watching us on your t.v right now," the annoying brunette finished.

Danny honestly didn't understand how she was so emotionless.

Was it normal to only have one expression?

This time he rose both eyebrows. "Yeah, that's true, I gotta admit it."

At their smirks he continued.

"But here's the thing. It's funny how you lot think that your opinions matter. I'm here because my man put me here and even though I have to sit with you fake ass bitches and whoever the fuck he is," he pointed to the guy from before.

"My name i-"

"I don't give a fuck. Nobody knows should be your Nickname, puhlease," he interjected. "You," he pointed at the blonde bitch. "The day that your opinion matters to me is the day I'm diagnosed as deaf, so the chances of me agreeing with you would shoot up by 100% since I won't be able to hear the shit that comes out of your mouth. Just a heads up, your ride comes to collect my garbage on Thursdays so don't miss it next time. And you," be pointed at the brunette. "Do you really expect my man to leave me at home? Unlike you, I can keep the attention of a man so that I  don't have to go somewhere else. That freaking director didn't even say jack shit and let's not forget, your ex-man moved on rather quickly. I'm sure you've been stalking him ever since, so how's FKA doing? Last time I heard, they were gonna get married. Yikes! Where's your ring cause mines right here." He held up his hand finger where his Engagement ring was sitting. "Might not be the wedding ring but at least I'm halfway through the process unlike you."

Their faces reddened in embarrassment and Danny was honestly having the time of his life.

"So in other words, you are irrelevant and you," he pointed to the blonde next. "You need to hire a coach because again, that Russian accent, whew." He fanned in front of his face.

The other guy snorted.

"Trash."

Danny turned to him. "Sorry, I don't think I know your mother. But I have heard about her before. Why are you mentioning her?"

"You fucki-"

"Danny?"

The Omega's head snapped up and his eyes connected with those of his Alpha.

"Hmm?"

"Come on, I wanna introduce you to some people." The Alpha nodded at the others before helping Danny out of his seat. "Come on, let's go."

Danny grinned and cuddled up to him, throwing a mocking look over his shoulder as Wolfie's hand strayed to his behind.

'Where's yours? With FKA?' he mouthed before Wolfie pulled him from view.

Yes, Danny was messy.

Sue him.

But wait, he had one of the top Solicitors as his Alpha so bring it bitch.

...

Danny giggled and plopped down couch, pulling Wolfie on top of him; he wrapped his legs around said Alpha who was placing kisses along his neck.

"You are trouble, you know that?"

He laughed and began pawing at Wolfie's suit. "I can't help it. They were pretentious as hell along with that guy. What even is his name?"

"Hmm... Pier- who cares." Wolfie pulled back and tugged his tie and jacket off, dashing them both to the floor. "Harry fucking Styles of all people had to tell me what happened."

Danny just shrugged off his shoes and pants.

The socks could stay for all he cared.

"Harry Styles is a hippy so I doubt he told you much," he retorted, tugging his tie and jacket off before throwing them to the floor. "Now, why don't you get to work? Show me what you got."

He pulled the shirt off, not caring that the buttons were ripped off.

That shirt costed like £2000 but who cared? He was about to get fucked.

Wolfie snorted and undressed until he was butt arse naked; he then pulled Danny's panties off and threw them on the coffee table.

"You are so gonna get it."

Danny fluttered his eyelashes and spread his legs. "Bring it."

And boy did he bring it.

*He bring it so hard that Danny is using wrong tenses so wrong and sentence structure is wrong.*

...

Later that day, Danny began texting Phoebe. As much as he was still miffed at her, she was still his big sister and if anything ever went wrong for him, she would always stick by his side even if they weren't talking.

She would never let Danny go hungry if she could help it. She would put herself in harm's way for him and most of all, she would always love him even if he yelled or embarrassed her.

Sure, what she said and the way she was acting was totally out-of-bounds, but festering anger so long wasn't good for anyone so right now, he was finally reconnecting with her.

Wolfie was already choosing his outfit for work tomorrow and packing whatever case files he needed.

Danny would have to iron it afterwards because the Alpha refused to learn how to.

The last time Danny tried teaching him how to iron his suit, he had intentionally left the iron on it so that it could burn a hole through the fabric.

Yeah... Hopeless.. ly... Lazy.

Before Danny came along, he would pay someone to do it for him but as he's said before, he wasn't gonna let some Rando up in his house to do stuff that he himself could do.

He grinned and played the voicenote that Phoebe sent him

-Okay, so get this. I actually went out on a date with this Alpha and she had the gall to say that she usually never tries this hard to fuck anyone, much less a Beta. Did you really expect me to take that as a freaking compliment?!-

Danny snorted and clasped his hand over his mouth before responding.

-Hahaha! Oh my fucking God! And what happened after? Did you throw water in her face or something?-

As he waited for Phoebe to reply, he switched out of Watsapp and opened up Instagram, groaning as he saw his new follower count along with comments, likes and tags from fans.

He didn't even do anything for crying out loud! He was literally becoming famous for fucking Wolfie.

It was weird.

He didn't even want to be a Celebrity, but he knew that Mating with the Alpha wouldn't just be a low-key affair.

To be honest, he had met alot of his Role models like Will Smith and some of his past Celebrity crushes like Tom Hiddleston and Jared Leto.

Was he the only person that liked Jared as the Joker?

He shrugged and immediately opened Watsapp as Phoebe sent him another voicenote.

-Psssh, no. I ordered the most expensive shit on the menu then ducked out of there. Who did she really think I am? And on another note, the substitute Maths teacher asked me out on a date, finally. I said yes of  course, so he's taking me to one of those five star Restaurants. It's about time I paired up, don't you think?-

He quickly typed back his response.

It was good that she was looking for someone because Wolfie was off-limits and he was never gonna let the Alpha go for anything.

So as he continued talking to his sister, he couldn't help but think that only one thing was missing now.

One.

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Danny had finished baking a batch of brownies and cookies before putting them in a tin for Wolfie.

He already already cooked his lunch for him and all that was left to do was to see him off to work.

He had to admit, it was a bit boring and lonely home when Wolfie left, but the Alpha had signed him up for some Yoga classes and he couldn't even say that he minded.

He had made some new friends, both Omega and Beta.

Not to say that it was all fun and games because they had immediately recognized him. The only advantage was that all of them were Mates of other Celebrities so they thankfully didn't get all up in his business.

He had even recognized some of them.

But back to the present, he wasn't planning on going to class today because he had been having  sporadic bouts of nausea over the past few days and he didn't want to embarrass himself by throwing up on anyone.

Wolfie had practically ordered him to relax, but if there was one thing that Danny was not, it was lazy.

As much as he felt sick, that didn't automatically make him crippled. He could still clean, cook etc it just meant that he took breaks quickly and he had wanted to finally baked those goodies for the Alpha and nothing he said could change his mind.

So here he was, sitting down at the kitchen table after baking and cooking for the Alpha. He didn't like cooking stuff for the next day, so he did everything fresh.

He would wake up early as Wolfie left for work at 7:20am everyday.

"Blehh," he slapped a hand over his mouth and fought to keep down the Nausea.

For fucks sake, give him a fucking break!

It was pretty obvious what was wrong with him but he refused to entertain the notion until he really needed to.

Wolfie couldn't stop sending him pointed looks whenever he changed the subject on the reason why he was nauseous.

Let him reside in La La land for a couple more days... weeks... Months. Then, then he would be willing to listen.

Yeah, he was stubborn but that's one of his endearing qualities.

Right?