jamie/segs, a/b/o dynamics, modern day royals au. I can't seem to write a story right now, but snippets still work, so here we go. yes, there is an actual story that goes with this but um, that one's not done yet. or anytime soon.
"Stop looking like you're trying to set people on fire with the power of your mind," Brownie whispers, nudging Tyler with his elbow.
"Just thinking about stabbing them," Tyler says, sipping on his glass and trying for patience, which, like, such a fucking lost cause. "With a rusty spoon, right into their mooning faces."
On the ballroom floor, Jamie is ducking his head, blushing when Minister van Bokhoven steps up to him just as the music stops and Lady Hill has no other choice but let go of Jamie.
Tyler downs the rest of his glass when the music starts again and Jamie and Minister van Bokhoven stumble their way into dancing. Figuring out who leads isn't that easy for two alphas but come on, Jamie's the king-to-be, what even. In the end, Jamie grimaces and straightens, grips the Minister's hand firmly and just -- does his thing. The one where he takes charge without being an ass about it, making it easy for people to let him, and Tyler bites back a sigh. They could be in bed right now, put Jamie's instincts to better use.