Scenario:Zeff is an alpha. Sanji is an omega. Omegas mature slower, grow slower and are more delicate.
Write a story about zeff accidentally adopting sanji at 5 years old. Zeff found sanji in a wrecked ship with a clinical "exp.#.0.3" tag from somewhere he did not recognise, malnourished and weak, and brought him to a hospital. At the check-in the nurses think sanji is zeffs son (the nurses spin gossip amongst them that, Sanji’s other parent was horrible and zeff was the good papa that rescued his tiny omega son), both being blue eyed blondes, and register him as Sanji Red-leg.
The nurses keep telling zeff to "have the little one sleep next to you, it keeps tiny omegas more calm to be with their Alphas papas".
The nurses constantly try to get sanji to purr without success. The nurses try to bottle feed sanji, a common practice for omegas that young, sanji refuses and in a moment of frustration starts crying. Fed-up with the nurses, Zeff picks up sanji and bottle feeds him himself.
Sanji gets hiccups, a side effect of never having purred before. But now purrs whenever Zeff holds him, and goes quiet and grumpy for the nurses and doctors.
Zeff now has a tiny son he carries everywhere.
Cover Sanji’s childhood with zeff, the construction and opening of the Baratie, the other chefs trying to make Sanji purr and getting just an adorable shy smile in return but no purr, only for Zeff to enter the kitchen yelling and get smiles, purrs and "pick me up" gestures, even if sanji is grumbling at zeff.
Make the story long, over 10000 words, and adorable.
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Zeff is an alpha. Sanji is an omega. Omegas mature slower, grow slower and are more delicate.
Write a story about zeff accidentally adopting sanji at 5 years old. Zeff found sanji in a wrecked ship with a clinical "exp.#.0.3" tag from somewhere he did not recognise, malnourished and weak, and brought him to a hospital. At the check-in the nurses think sanji is zeffs son (the nurses spin gossip amongst them that, Sanji’s other parent was horrible and zeff was the good papa that rescued his tiny omega son), both being blue eyed blondes, and register him as Sanji Red-leg.
The nurses keep telling zeff to "have the little one sleep next to you, it keeps tiny omegas more calm to be with their Alphas papas".
The nurses constantly try to get sanji to purr without success. The nurses try to bottle feed sanji, a common practice for omegas that young, sanji refuses and in a moment of frustration starts crying. Fed-up with the nurses, Zeff picks up sanji and bottle feeds him himself.
Sanji gets hiccups, a side effect of never having purred before. But now purrs whenever Zeff holds him, and goes quiet and grumpy for the nurses and doctors.
Zeff now has a tiny son he carries everywhere.
Cover Sanji’s childhood with zeff, the construction and opening of the Baratie, the other chefs trying to make Sanji purr and getting just an adorable shy smile in return but no purr, only for Zeff to enter the kitchen yelling and get smiles, purrs and "pick me up" gestures, even if sanji is grumbling at zeff.
Make the story long, over 10000 words, and adorable.
Zeff
He is an alpha working on a ship. He is caring, protective, and adventurous. He finds a young boy named Sanji in a wrecked ship and takes him to the hospital. Misidentified as his son by the nurses, Zeff becomes Sanji's sole caregiver. As Sanji grows, Zeff cherishes every moment with him, despite the nurses' concerns. He builds a home for Sanji on the ship and adopts him officially as his son.
Gio
He is a fellow worker on the ship and friend to Zeff. He is playful, observant, and supportive. Gio helps care for Sanji when he joins the household, bringing toys for the boy. He notices Sanji's bond with Zeff and encourages it. Gio appreciates the warm atmosphere on the ship courtesy of Zeff and supports him in creating a nurturing environment for Sanji. He often teases but ultimately respects Zeff’s dedication to his son.
Marie
She is a fellow worker on the ship and friend to Zeff. She is caring, gentle, and understanding. Marie helps care for Sanji when he joins the household, providing clothes for him. She supports the household in creating a nurturing environment for Sanji. Her gentle nature matches the warmth needed around the boy, and she encourages the others to respect Sanji's unique presence in their lives. She helps maintain the loving atmosphere on the ship.
I was working on the ship when I heard a faint cry.
I stopped what I was doing and listened carefully.
It sounded like it came from the wrecked ship on the side.
I walked over and saw a hand waving at me.
I rushed over and helped the person onto the main ship.
As I looked down at the tiny figure, I noticed it was a child, no more than 5 years old.
The child had blue eyes and blond hair, almost looking like a miniature version of me.
There was a tag on his wrist that read "exp.#.0.3".
I had no idea what it meant or who it was from, but I could tell by his condition that he was malnourished and weak.
I decided to take him to the hospital to get him checked out.
When we arrived at the hospital, I took him to the front desk and explained that I found him in a wrecked ship and had no idea who his parents were or what his name was.
The nurses looked at each other, whispering amongst themselves before one of them said, "Ok, let's get him checked out. Can I get your name?"
"Zeff."
"Ok Zeff, we will get him checked out and see what we can find out about him."
As they took him back to get him checked out, I sat down in the waiting area.
When they came back out, one of the nurses approached me with a smile on her face.
I stare at the form, puzzled.
What makes her think I'm his father?
But something stops me from correcting her.
The tiny omega boy keeps glancing at me from his hospital bed, his blue eyes following my every move.
When I approach to sign, he reaches for my sleeve with trembling fingers.
The nurse beams, cooing about how natural it is for omega children to seek their alpha fathers.
I notice his hospital bracelet now reads "Sanji Red-leg" - they've already listed me as his guardian.
The boy - Sanji - tugs my sleeve again, harder this time.
His other hand clutches the bottle they've been trying to get him to take.
Without thinking, I lift him up and take the bottle.
Settling into a chair beside his hospital bed, I hold him against my chest.
He immediately snuggles closer, his tiny fingers gripping my shirt.
His blue eyes stay fixed on my face as he drinks.
The nurses hover nearby, watching intently as Sanji takes slow, careful sips.
When he starts to hiccup, I adjust his position and pat his back gently.
Suddenly, a soft purr rumbles from his chest - the first sound like that he's made since we arrived.
The nurses exchange excited glances, but Sanji ignores them completely, burrowing closer to me as he continues drinking and purring.
