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#this entire fic exists bc i wanted schmidty getting drugged into a heat and stumbling into zemos biker bar all 22k of it
six-demon-bag · 2 months
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decoherence
Pairing: Ernst Schmidt/Helmut Zemo
Summary: Schmidt gets drugged at a shitty bar and ends up literally stumbling into Zemo’s life. Things only get stranger from there.
Rating: Explicit
Tags: Crossover, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Ernst Schmidt, Alpha Helmut Zemo, insecure schmidty, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Caretaking, Knotting, Rimming, Massage, Falling In Love, Reveal, Happy Ending, Alternate Universe - Mob, Mob Boss Helmut Zemo, oblivious schmidt, Pining
Word count: 22303
Link: decoherence
Excerpt:
Zemo doesn’t just stick to caretaking, he’s downright protective. It’s not overbearing, the way a lot of alphas are. Schmidt’s maybe gotten too attached to it. Zemo makes him feel safe, even in these situations that are so far out of Schmidt’s comfort zone he’d be running if Zemo weren’t there, fingers soft on his hand and dark eyes steady over the flickering candle. Schmidt sighs in defeat. Zemo beams at him. The table is small and close, just a tiny warm nook for the two of them and Schmidt barely registers the food. He’s sure it’s good, not that he recognizes it even when Zemo explains the names, not when Zemo looks at him like this. Not when Zemo gently directs him through the etiquette of the everything here, not when Zemo leans across the table to make a point in their conversation. Schmidt is sunk. He can’t deny it anymore, not with the way Zemo’s crooked smile in the candlelight makes him feel. He’s in love.
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