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Knock. Knock. Knock.
Jisung is pulled from the warmth of his dream by the obnoxious noise. He groans and rolls over burying into his pillow, hoping the noise won’t return and he can go back to slumbering like a hibernating bear.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ugh! The noise is back and is much louder this time making him wince.
“Sungie! Wake up damnit or I’m coming in!” A voice calls out from behind the bedroom door. He vaguely recognizes that voice through his sleep fogged brain, it’s Felix his roommate and best friend, otherwise known as his sunshine twin.
His inner omega perks up at the voice. ‘Lixie! Friend! Pack!’ However, Jisung is not as excited and would much rather ignore the outside world in favor of his nest.
“Han Jisung!” Jisung groans a little louder this time hoping to get the message across that he wants to be left alone. It doesn’t work because the next thing Jisung knows he’s being pounced on by a blonde, freckled, ball of fluff and sunshine.
“Oof!”
“C’mon Sungie get up!” Felix squeals while shaking the sleep drunk boy pinned underneath him. He receives a muffled whine in response.
“You’ve been moping around for almost three weeks now! You need to get back out in the world.”
‘Sad. Not good enough.’ His omega replies. “I think I’m fine with staying right here, thank you very much,” huffs Jisung, voice gravely with disuse.
“Well, that’s too damn bad because it’s Friday and Jinnie and I are taking you out tonight so… up you get! Come on!” The blonde says cheerily giving a quick swat to Jisung’s ass which pulls a squeak out of him. Felix’s face scrunches when he gets a good whiff of Jisung. “Whew! Take a shower – you stink – and put something sexy on. We’re going to Insomnia tonight!” Felix sing-songs dramatically, dragging out the ooo in ‘Insomnia’ and the iii in ‘tonight.’
“The place where Minho hyung works?” he asks receiving a nod in response. “Lix, I’m not in the mood to-“
“I will tickle you Han Jisung,” Felix interjects with a devious grin.
Jisung halts his complaining to look up at his best friend with wide eyes. “You wouldn’t,” he states nervously.
Felix just holds a hand up, looking at his fingers as he wiggles them slowly in a menacing sort of way. He then turns his attention back to Jisung and raises an eyebrow. Jisung knows that look, it says “try me.”
He blows a puff of air from his round cheeks before trying to make one last appeal, “But Lix, I-“ is all he manages to say before Felix attacks Jisung’s sides with his fingers, worming his way up to his underarms.
Jisung shrieks and flails his arms and legs in a futile attempt to buck off his attacker, but Felix remains perfectly perched on his hips with a cheeky smirk while tickling the raven-haired omega into a fit of giggles.
“Please! Lixie, stop! I- I’m gonna pee!” he pleads.
“Not until you get up!”
“Okay! Okay! I’m up! Just stop, please!”
“Thank you.” Felix stops the attack and looks down at him satisfied.
“I hate you,” Jisung snips but there’s no real bite to his words.
“Nah. You love me,” Felix states matter-of-factly.
Jisung only smiles, his scent fills with fondness for his best friend and fellow omega. His omega happily chirps, tail wagging wildly. Now that he’s awake, Felix’s sunny disposition and heavenly sweet scent of vanilla and honey makes him feel warmer and lighter than he has in days.
Despite his grumbling, Felix is always able to make Jisung feel better when his mind becomes the enemy even if it’s just for a few minutes. It’s one of the things he appreciates most about his freckled twin.
Of course, they aren’t really twins. It was a passing joke that first called them twins after they discovered that their birthdays are only a day apart and it just happened to stick. It was actually quite fitting, they were already glued at the hip and fed off each other’s personalities. Thus, the sunshine twins were born.
“I just want to see you start living again, Sung-ah. It’s been three weeks almost. It hurts to watch you suffer. Plus, the longer you stay locked away the harder it is to get going again,” Felix says.
Jisung knows he’s right. It still stung when the beta guy Jisung was dating dumped him out of the blue to go hook up with some pretty and vibrant redheaded omega girl. At least this one broke up with me first. ‘You’re really nice and all, but I’m just not that attracted to you anymore,’ he had said. And sure, Jisung wasn’t all that into him either, the guy was a bit dull, but he had gone for the safe choice. The guy that had his life together, was kind and smart, and had a reputation for treating his partners well. He had hoped that going with his head over his heart this time would lead to a lasting and healthy relationship, but he couldn’t even keep the boring simple guy interested. Even though he wasn’t head over heels for the guy doesn’t stop his mind from spiraling. His omega whines when the familiar cloud of painful thoughts rolls in. What did he do wrong? Is he not desirable enough? Is he a bad omega that couldn’t make his potential mate happy?
Those types of thoughts have been replaying through his mind ever since the breakup. As a result, he’s been depressed and withdrawn. His work has been pushed aside. Thankfully as an independent music producer his schedule is basically whenever he wants unless he’s been contracted for a job. He’s hardly seen anything of his friends. Despite living with Felix, their interactions have been limited to a few words when either his appetite or bladder called for attention and forced him out of his room. He’s caught a few passing glances and whiffs of Hyunjin, Felix’s boyfriend and his friend since freshman year of high school. His other friends have reached out to him, but he’s only managed a few one word text responses.
Objectively, Jisung knows he didn’t do anything wrong, but he’s struggled with anxiety and depression for most of his life and at times like this logic and objectivity don’t have much power. The severity of these periods varies significantly but they always disrupt the rhythm he works so hard to establish.
Right now he feels bad for neglecting his friends and misses their antics and shenanigans, but he knows they would never hold it against him. He can feel that he’s touch starved and scent barren, two states that are unhealthy particularly for omegas who crave and need regular physical contact. His omega feels shaky and insecure which is only making the situation worse. He needs an emotional reset to get out of this funk and maybe a fun night out with his two favorite people could be just the thing.
“Alright, let’s get ready. I could use some excitement,” Jisung says.
Felix’s smile is blinding and he squeals with excitement, pulling Jisung into a tight embrace. A burst of his sweet vanilla scent engulfs the room and Jisung’s omega yips excitedly. ‘Packmate happy!’
Jisung sits up in bed as Felix clambers off him and begins ransacking his closet, tossing clothes across the room into a haphazard pile of swirling colors and textures on the bed. Felix is whirling through the clothes so fast the scene could be right out of a Saturday morning cartoon. Jisung huffs a laugh, “Lix what are you doing?”
Felix pauses and gives him a puzzled look. “What you thought I was going to let you dress yourself?”
“Uh… yes?”
“Pah!” Felix scoffs. “Only if you want to look like you’re going to the library or the skate park.”
“Hey!” Jisung whines loudly. “I can dress sexy if I want to!”
He receives an incredulous look from the blonde. “Just let me do my work,” Felix pretends to toss long hair – that he doesn’t have – over his shoulder with a sassy ‘hmpf’ thrown in. “Now, where is it?” he mutters to himself turning back to the closet to sort through more items.
His eyes flick back to Jisung and he raises his eyebrows when he sees the raven haired still sitting there. “What are you waiting for? Go shower!”
Jisung just rolls his eyes but climbs out of bed finally. He stretches his arms over his head and feels his back pop satisfyingly. Just as he’s about to close the bathroom door he hears Felix exclaim, “Yes! Found it!” from the bedroom. He wonders what outfit Felix has planned for him.
After his first shower in nearly a week, brushing his teeth, and completing his skincare routine Jisung leaves the bathroom with a towel loosely hanging from his hips as he rubs a smaller one through his hair. Felix is gone but most of the clothes have been returned to his closet and there’s a shirt, pair of jeans, and some jewelry set out neatly that must be for him.
Felix walks back into his room mostly dressed, carrying a variety of body chains and harnesses he must have pulled from his own closet as well as a makeup bag. He’s in black leather pants and a skin tight metallic black mesh short sleeve shirt that shows off his tiny figure and a hint of the milky skin underneath. His hair is styled quite simply with his bangs covering his forehead and a bit of product worked through to make it slightly messy. It’s understated but attractive at the same time. On top of the shirt he has a thick chain style harness that crisscrosses over his shoulders and collarbones spreading out from an o-ring right at the base of his throat. It makes his shoulders seem wider while also giving off a dangerous-sexy vibe. He finishes the look with a pair of high heeled black boots. It’s perfect for the club and Jisung has to snap his jaw closed when Felix giggles at the awestruck look on his face.
“Hyunjin is going to lose it when he sees you Lix.”
“He better!” Felix laughs. “I don’t want to be able to walk tomorrow.”
Jisung snorts and doubles over laughing. When he stands back up, Felix looks him over top to bottom like he’s analyzing Jisung’s features – and he probably is – before saying, “You’re gonna looks so hot tonight!” He skips forward and places a hand on Jisung’s chest pressing into the muscle there then runs his fingers over his shoulder and down his arm before squeezing his bicep. “You seriously look so good, Ji. You’ll have the alphas all over you.”
“Oh? What did you pick for me?” he smirks playfully. Jisung is proud of his body. Over the last year he’s been going to the gym with his friend Changbin, and he’s helped Jisung to put on a good amount of muscle. He doesn’t look like the scrawny weakling that he did coming out of high school.
“Here. Put these on.” Felix hands him the clothes he’s picked out. He’s chosen a pair of coated black skinny jeans with a black leather belt. For a top he puts on a dark blue sheer button up – leaving the top 3 buttons undone – he rolls the sleeves up to his elbows and tucks the shirt in to emphasize his tiny waist. The sheer fabric does great job of showing off his toned muscles without being overly revealing. For accessories there’s a silver body chain with various sized clear stones throughout that hangs from his neck like a necklace and runs down the center of his chest before splitting and wrapping around his torso at the base of his rib cage. He adds a matching waist chain, his favorite rings, and simple small hoop earrings and a pair of combat boots.
He brushes through some styling crème and Felix helps him style his black hair into a middle part that exposes his forehead. They do similar eye makeup: a little eyeliner with some reddish brown eyeshadow smoked out with a tiny bit of shimmer on top. Felix adds a little highlight to his cheeks while Jisung rubs some body glitter on his exposed chest. They top it all off with a spritz of pheromone enhancing perfume on their wrists scent glands, avoiding the neck to prevent unwanted attention. The looks are eye-catching and they feel sexy so they take a few pictures in the mirror together to post online. It feels nice to get dressed up and feel pretty again. His omega purrs in satisfaction.
“Are we meeting Hyune there?” Jisung asks.
“No, he should be here any minute. You know him… he thinks he needs to ‘escort’ us. Typical alpha stuff,” Felix says with a shrug.
Right on cue there’s a knock at the door. Felix squeals excitedly and takes off to let his boyfriend in. Jisung follows a moment later. When he enters the room, Felix has a pair of long arms tightly wrapped around his waist and is standing on his toes to allow him easier access to his boyfriends lips.
Hyunjin and Felix have been together since their senior year of college. That was two years ago but they started pining for each other from the moment they met freshman year. Although they haven’t formed a mating bond yet, Jisung doesn’t think he’s ever seen a better couple. On the outside they’re the perfect image of an alpha-omega relationship. The strong, gorgeous, dark and mysterious, princely alpha and the delicate, bubbly and bright, stunningly beautiful omega. They’re near perfect behind the scenes too. Hyunjin’s dramatics, deep thinking, and reservation all balanced by Felix’s patience, light heartedness, and outgoing personality. Not to mention the love they share for dance and being creative – Hyunjin with art and Felix with baking. He couldn’t be happier for his best friends, but he can’t pretend it doesn’t make his heart ache and his omega long for someone special of his own.
The combination of Felix’s vanilla and honey scent with Hyunjin’s pine and cinnamon as well as the explosion of happy pheromones the two are producing makes Jisung feel a bit dizzy. He watches on in fondness as the two share a few chaste kisses and smiles before separating.
When Hyunjin looks over his eyes scan Jisung, appraising his appearance before walking over and pulling Jisung into a tight hug of his own. Jisung always feels better with Hyunjin around. Although they aren’t together romantically, he considers Hyunjin to be one of his best friends and part of his pack, and knowing the alpha is around and looking out for him makes his omega feel much more secure. Hyunjin has always been protective of his loved ones, so much so that he had to be physically held down by their friends, Changbin and Jeongin, when he found out Jisung’s ex boyfriend had been abusive.
“Damn Sungie, you’re going to cause a riot walking in there like that. Guys will be falling all over themselves to get to you,” Hyunjin says in a silky tone with sultry eyes and grabs Jisung by the waist snapping their hips together. Jisung knows he’s teasing and Hyunjin’s act only lasts another few seconds before he’s leaning back with his face scrunched as looks Jisung over one more time. “Maybe you should put on that really big coat you have…” And there it is, Jisung thinks, amused at his friend’s protective instincts showing up. The trio laugh at Hyunjin’s silly antics.
Jisung smacks the alpha on the chest. “You’re one to talk. Which photo shoot did you steal this from?” he asks cheekily pinching the fabric of Hyunjin’s top.
As a professional dancer and model, Hyunjin is often gifted luxury designer pieces and has access to stylists to pick the perfect outfit. Right now he’s dressed in all crisp white. Combat trousers paired with a cropped wrap style blazer. Long strips of fabric extend from the lapels, wrap around his abdomen, and tie off at the hip. It’s a contemporary look that emphasizes his shoulders and tapered waist. The wrapped portion sexily exposes a few sections of the alpha’s sculpted abs and the tattoo on his lower ribs. His raven black hair is parted down the middle like Jisung’s, and his eyes are defined and smoked out with some dark eyeshadow while his plump lips have a pink tint on them.
“I didn’t steal anything, it was a gift,” the alpha snarks back pinching Jisung in the side making him squeak and jump back.
“Hey!” Felix interjects. “You didn’t say anything about my outfit.” He pouts at his boyfriend using his big doe eyes.
“Well baby…” Hyunjin grabs Felix by the waist pulling him into his other side. “That’s because we’ll never make it to the club if I look at you too much.” He nips playfully at Felix’s ear making the blonde omega giggle.
“Yuck!” Jisung makes gagging noises and steps away from the couple. “Alright you two, either get a room or let’s get going,” he says moving towards the door. He stuffs his phone and wallet in his pockets and grabs the keys off the hook as the other two follow behind. Once the door is locked Hyunjin orders an Uber, and they make their way to the lobby to wait.
The line for the club is down the block when they pull up. Jisung wonders why they’re coming here if half the night is going to be spent waiting in line. As if sensing his thoughts Hyunjin leans over and whispers, “Hyung is working tonight and said he’d get us in.”
Sure enough, when Hyunjin leads them up to the bouncer and gives their names they are let right in with no problem.
Inside the base is so strong Jisung feels like his bones are vibrating. Purple, red, and blue lights pulse with the beat creating an intimate and sensual atmosphere. The dance floor is packed with sweaty bodies dressed in a variety of club attire. The smell nearly knocks him off his feet and the pheromones are overwhelming. Horniness permeates everything. Spicy dominant pheromones from the alphas, sickly sweet and alluring from the omegas, while the betas normally neutral scents adopt notes from one side or the other depending which direction they naturally lean. It all makes his head hurt a bit.
“Let’s go get drinks,” Felix says leading the group to the bar. When they get there, Felix excitedly yells to the familiar perfectly sculpted face behind the bar, “Minho hyung!”
Minho whips his head around when he hears his name and smiles as the group approaches, his bunny teeth on full display. “Bokkie, Hyune, Jisungie! I’m glad you made it!” His warm smile greets them as they squeeze into the open space. “What can I get started for you?” he asks throwing a bar towel over his shoulder.
“Um, a mojito for me, a vodka cran for Jinnie and Sungie…”Felix replies.
“A tequila sunrise,” he finishes. “Thanks, hyung.”
“Coming right up!” Minho starts filling the shakers with ice and mixing the drinks in a well practiced dance, twirling the heavy glass bottles as he makes a show of pouring the streams colorful liquids into their various mixtures.
Minho is a couple years older than them but was in the dance program at university with Hyunjin and Felix. Now he works as a choreographer and dance instructor during the week and at the bar on weekends.
Jisung and Minho have a special relationship. As the oldest of their friend circle, Minho took it upon himself to take care of his dongsaengs and Jisung often needed that care. When he had his first panic attack during finals week of his first semester, Minho talked him through it and stayed with him all night to make sure he was okay – sacrificing his own study time. During his heats, Minho took it upon himself as the eldest omega to take care of Jisung. He would help Jisung to gather materials for his nest and help the younger build it exactly the way he wanted, not carrying how picky the younger was being. Minho would also make sure he would eat and drink, help clean the sweat and slick off him, and cuddle him through the worst of his cramping. He was there sophomore year when Jisung caught his boyfriend cheating on him, never complaining when one of his shirts was soiled by Jisung’s tears and snot. Jisung has always admired the omega for his calm and collected presence and he clung to it like a lifeline when Jisung finally made it out of his abusive relationship fourteen months two weeks five days and 21 hours ago. But who’s counting. Minho was there every step of the process as Jisung reported the scumbag and recounted his story to detectives and lawyers and the jury, reliving the horror over and over. On the outside Minho can come off as intimidating and cold but anyone who really knows him is blessed to experience all the warmth and love hiding under his steel shell.
After finishing their drinks, Minho leans against the bar to make conversation easier over the music. “Jisungie I’m so happy to see you here. You’ve been ignoring my texts and cat pictures you little shit.” Minho scowls menacingly.
Jisung ignores the look. “Missed you too hyung. How are the kids?” By kids he means cats. Minho has three cats that he adores to the moon and back.
“They’re good. Dori got a new light up ball. He’s obsessed, but that’s not the point. I’ve been worried about you.”
“I know, I’m sorry I shut everyone out. You know how I can be sometimes,” he smiles at the elder. “I’m doing better though. Not so upset anymore but it took Lix dragging me out of bed to break me out of the funk.”
“I’m glad. You look incredible!” Minho gives him an appraising look. “Any particular goals in mind tonight?” he smirks at Jisung. “Plan on taking someone home? Get your brains fucked out? Or are you going to play hard to get and drive all these dumb alphas wild?” There’s a teasing lilt to his voice and his grin makes him look like the Cheshire cat. Fitting.
“Hyung! Oh my god! Don’t say stuff like that!” Jisung whines. “I’m just here to have a few drinks and dance for fun. Nothing else!”
“Alright, alright,” Minho raises his hands as a sign of concession. “I’m just saying it might be what you need and it’s not like you’re lacking options.” He points his chin over Jisung’s shoulder. When Jisung looks there’s a hulking beefcake of an alpha that looks one steroid injection away from popping like a ballon staring him down like a piece of meat. He turns back around and meets Minho’s eyes with a grossed-out shiver and they both snort loudly, breaking out into giggles.
“What’s so funny?” chimes Felix leaning in to join the conversation, Hyunjin follows suit, his chin rests on the blonde’s shoulder.
“Oh, just Jisungie attracting the big bad wolf back there,” jokes Minho tilting his head in the alpha’s direction.
“Oh, ew. Creepy,” Felix shudders after spotting the lurker. A low throaty growl cuts them off and they turn to see Hyunjin staring down the other alpha, lightning shooting from his eyes.
“Jinnie…” chides Felix.
“What? I don’t like the way he’s looking at Sungie,” Hyunjin responds and moves between Felix and Jisung, wrapping a protective arm around them both. The other alpha must decide there’s easier options elsewhere and stalks away.
Suddenly, Jisung feels a hand lightly rubbing on the side of his neck. “Hy- Hyune? Are you scenting me?” he asks with a surprised laugh.
“Hey, I’m just trying to keep the creeps away, okay? You’ll thank me later.”
“Okay, okay enough with the possessive alpha crap. Let’s go dance!” Felix exclaims. He grabs both Jisung and Hyunjin by the hand and starts pulling them towards the packed dance floor. Jisung deposits his empty glass on the bar and yells a quick thank you over his shoulder at Minho who just waves a hand at them.
Once they find a suitable spot on the dance floor, Jisung let’s the deep bass of the house music take over his body. Moving to the rhythm while laughing with his friends. They bounce around each other exaggerating dance moves in goofy ways. Felix and Hyunjin of course nail all the trendy moves perfectly to the songs while Jisung hypes them up, ignoring the dirty looks they get from the other club goers. Jisung can see his omega playing with Felix and Hyunjin’s inner wolves, all chasing and tackling each other into a puppy pile. After a couple songs the DJ decides to change the vibe and a more sensual song comes over the booming speakers.
Felix presses his back to Hyunjin’s chest and begins grinding back on the alpha. Jisung sways his hips next to them just enjoying the feel of the music. Suddenly he’s being spun back to front against Felix, who grips his waist pulling Jisung’s ass flush to his crotch. Jisung doesn’t mind. He knows Felix loves dirty dancing so he must be enjoying being pressed between his boyfriend and best friend and the three of them have fooled around a few times over the years. Jisung enjoys the contact as well, feeling the alcohol from earlier relax him. He leans his head back onto one of Felix’s shoulders and feels Felix nuzzle into his neck, blowing cool air over his sensitive scent gland just to tease . He hums, letting the pulse of the music and Felix’s warm body take over. The three of them meld together, moving as one entity. His omega preens at the attention and closeness to his packmates.
“You have another admirer,” Felix whispers into his ear. “10 o’clock.”
Jisung giggles but doesn’t bother to look just yet, enjoying the moment more than caring about some creep ogling him. “Oh? And what’s your evaluation?” he whispers back keeping his eyes closed and hips swaying.
“Short, but a little taller than you. Athletic. Lots of muscles. Pretty face. Kind eyes. A bit shy. Definitely an alpha. I’ll go for it if you don’t want to.”
“Hey!” Hyunjin growls.
The omegas giggle at the alpha’s protest, “Sorry baby,” Felix teases giving Hyunjin a pouty peck of the lips.
Felix’s description has both Jisung and his omega curious, so Jisung cracks his eyes open and looks in the direction Felix indicated. Quickly he’s able to locate the alpha in question. He’s dancing with a group of friends but keeps peeking in Jisung’s direction. Immediately, Jisung feels attracted to him.
When they make eye contact, Jisung’s breathe hitches and he feels a shock run through his body, his hair standing on end. Molten warmth explodes from his chest seeps through his limbs like magma as it goes. They stare at each other wide eyed, not even blinking, as if the other will dissolve into vapor if they disappear from sight for a fraction of a second. The rest of the world fades away around them and they’re left standing under a spotlight, illuminating each other in the darkness. The music and sounds of people around them seem muffled and far away like they’re floating deep underwater. Jisung’s thoughts are quiet, his head feels full of cotton. He feels a thrum of crackling energy in his body like his senses are on full alert, ready for fight or flight, yet he absorbs nothing but the image of the man, the alpha across from him. He gasps when he see the other’s eyes flash the vibrant crimson red of an alpha and he feels the subtle burn in his own eyes indicating the flash of the brilliant ice blue of an omega in his own.
Internally Jisung’s omega is just as enthralled. Ears tall and forward, pupils dilated, muscles taught. The only piece betraying the intensity of the moment is his furiously wagging tail. ‘Alpha! Want alpha! Now!’ His omega is restless with curiosity and anticipation, wanting nothing more than to go barreling towards this intriguing alpha.
Neither has realized they’ve attracted the attention of their friends until Felix is shaking Jisung out of his trance. The blond omega steps in front of Jisung, blocking his view of the alpha which seems to break the spell. The world comes rushing back into focus with a crash that makes Jisung shudder and wince.
“Jisung! Hey, look at me!” Felix is nearly yelling by the time he finally registers his friend is standing in front of him. Jisung blinks several times as his brain comes back online like an old computer on dial-up.
Over Felix’s shoulder Jisung can see the alpha reluctantly being pulled off the dance floor by his friends, his gaze still directed at Jisung. His omega whines loudly, vigorously digging at the ground desperate to run after the alpha as he’s guided away, but Jisung doesn’t realize that he whines out loud as well.
“Sungie? Are you alright?” Felix asks with a look of concern. Hyunjin is looking at him over Felix’s shoulder with furrowed brows and a similar worried expression.
“What? Oh. Y- yeah, I’m okay, I think… I- I don’t- what- what happened?” he asks, confused.
“Im not sure. You just kind of zoned out. Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Ye-yeah. I think so.”
Felix and Hyunjin share a skeptical look. “Let’s go get you a drink,” says Hyunjin guiding the two omegas towards the bar with a hand on their lower backs.
“Hey Minho, can we get some water?” Felix asks when they get to the bar.
The elder omega quickly shuffles over to them after handing a customer their cocktail. “Sure. Everything okay?” he asks, a hint of apprehension showing through his calm exterior. Minho easily picks up on the slight worry in Felix and Hyunjin’s scents.
“Guys, I’m fine I promise,” Jisung says trying to sound convincing, however he does feel a little hot and shaky but he doesn’t want his friends to worry and he’s sure it will pass, so he maintains the façade.
“Hmmm…” Minho fills the glass with ice and filtered water then sets it in front of his friend. Jisung takes a few slow sips from the glass feeling the cold liquid trickle down his throat and into his gut where it cools and soothes some of the heat and anxious energy. When he sets the glass down he finds Minho leaning slightly over the bar with a scrutinizing look. Immediately, Jisung knows Minho is not convinced.
The elder is able to read people like open books. When he stares directly into your eyes, squinting slightly, it’s like he can see completely through you and into your soul. It’s a running joke among their friends that Minho is either a superbly trained spy or a seer of the moon goddess. On top of that he has the nose of a bloodhound and can pick up on subtleties in people’s scents that others would never notice. All that’s to say, Jisung knows Minho can tell he is more effected than he’s letting on.
“What happened?” Minho asks sternly.
“What do you mean?” Jisung knows playing dumb as a deflection technique isn’t going to work, but he’s not entirely sure he can answer Minho’s question.
“Well, first of all you’re so flushed you look like a cherry tomato. Second, you’re shaking.” Four pairs of eyes drop to Jisung’s hands and sure enough they’re shaking. Felix reaches over and grabs them, gently rubbing his thumbs over Jisung’s knuckles in the way he knows comforts him.
“Third, your eyes. Your pupils are dilated, they’re cloudy, and is that-“ Minho pauses and leans as close to Jisung as possible with the bar between them. Still, they end up nose to nose so the older omega can study the younger’s eyes. “Flecks of blue…?” Minho continues after a minute, speaking mostly to himself seemingly lost in thought. Not a moment later he gathers himself up and states, “You have flecks of blue in your eyes.”
That surprises the three youngest. “Also, your scent is going crazy. If I hadn’t smelled you when you first got here I’d think you were about to go into pre-heat.”
“What?!” Jisung exclaims. “My heat is almost two months away!”
“I know Jisungie, calm down. I don’t think you’re actually going into heat, your scent is just thicker and sweeter than normal, there’s other reasons that can happen. Breathe for hyung, you’re okay, you’re safe.” Jisung didn’t realize how shallow his breathing had gotten and gladly let’s Minho talk him through some deep breaths while Felix continues to hold his hands. “Okay. I’m okay now. Thank you,” he says after a minute.
“You’re alright, Jisungie. I just think your body had an intense reaction. Can you tell me what happened?” Minho asks with a soft look in his eyes.
“I’m not really sure.” It’s the truth. Jisung doesn’t understand what happened. The intensity of the attraction he felt to that alpha is honestly a bit scary. He barely made eye contact with the guy, and he felt ready to give himself over fully, mate with him, and runaway off the sunset like a fairytale ending. Is he feeling this way because of what happened with his ex? Because he’s been rejected and treated like dirt and feels undesirable will he fall head over heels for anyone who looks even slightly interested?
The scars of his past relationships run deep. Deeper than he realizes. His last serious boyfriend always made him feel worthless, like nobody wanted him, and that he should be thankful he was still around even if he was being abusive. He feared that he was being settled for out of convenience or because his giving nature meant he was easy to take advantage of. When he found his first college boyfriend cheating it reinforced all of Jisung’s insecurities. He isn’t interesting enough to keep a relationship. He isn’t desirable enough as an omega for his alpha to stay loyal. Now that pain must be rearing it’s ugly head in his desperation for attention, because that’s what happened right? He let himself get swept up in his own hopes and dreams that somebody found him just as alluring as he did them. What else could it be?
He realizes he’s just been standing there gaping like a fish out of water, so he shakes the thoughts from his mind and answers his hyung.
“I was just dancing with Lix and Hyune when Lix noticed a guy watching me. I didn’t care too much at first but when I made eye contact…” Jisung pauses staring down at the bar while his friends wait patiently for him to continue.
“It’s hard to explain. I just found myself staring at him, I couldn’t take my eyes off him and I felt warm inside. I don’t think I’ve ever been that attracted to someone before.”
Before he can continue he catches a whiff of the most delectable scent he’s smelled in his entire life: soothing, earthy petrichor and a hint of sandalwood – unmistakably alpha. One that conjures up images of kind eyes, a warm smile, and a god like body.
When he takes another breath, the scent fills his nose, and his body responds instantly. His pupils dilate, his heart starts racing, the warmth returns in his gut while his body feels electrified. His breathing turns ragged and his knees nearly give out. Thankfully Felix is there to catch him.
“Jisung!” he exclaims wrapping his arm tighter around Jisung’s waist. “Sungie what’s wrong?” There’s worry in his voice. Hyunjin makes his way to Jisung’s other side to help hold him up while Minho looks on like he’s solving a puzzle.
Jisung shakes his head to try and pull himself together. The spike in his friends scents help to drown the other out. He whines at the loss but does manage to get his legs underneath him enough to stand on his own.
“Wha- what happened?” he asks dazedly.
“I’m not sure, you just sort of went slack. Are you sick?” Felix responds.
“No. No, not sick. That scent. What was that scent? I can still smell it…” he says to no one in particular while sniffing the air around him like a dog smelling meat on a grill. He tries to step away from the hold his friends have on him, head turning in all directions to try and find the source of the scent.
“Scent? What scent Sung? There’s so many in here I can barely pick out your guys’. Whoa, where are you going?” Hyunjin asks while pulling Jisung back into his grip by his belt loops. Jisung whines deep in his throat, his omega frustrated to not be able to track down the scent. ‘Alpha smells good! Where is alpha?Find alpha!’ Since it was clear his friends wouldn’t allow him to track down the scent himself his wolf decided to try another tactic. ‘We smell good. Alpha finds us!’ A sudden burst of jasmine with orange blossom hits the group’s noses as Jisung’s scent flares around them brimming with seductive pheromones.
When his friends catch the smell Felix’s eyes look like they could pop out, Minho’s face scrunches tightly and Hyunjin has to turn his head away while coughing. Many of the other nearby club-goers look around confused while others seem hungry to track him down.
“Jisung stop it! You’re going to get pounced on, reign it in!” Minho had joined them on the outside of the bar. He shakes Jisung hard by the shoulders and smashes his face between his hands to get the younger omega to look him in the eyes.
“Sorry, hyung. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I just smelled something so good it’s making my omega crazy.” He manages to reel his scent back in though his body is still buzzing and his omega is frustrated and upset that his plan was foiled. “I’ll be okay I just need a minute.” He leans on the bar and takes another swig of water.
“Let’s go sit down for a bit,” suggests Felix.
The group of four make their way across the crowd to the lounge area against the other wall. There are a mix of soft cushioned chairs and leather couches set around small tables for groups to drink and make conversation in comfort.
“Hyung, aren’t you supposed to be working?” Hyunjin asks Minho who had joined the other three.
“I’m owed a break. It’s okay, don’t worry. I just want to make sure you’re okay Jisungie,” Minho replies turning his eyes on Jisung. “I’ve only seen a two people react like that to a scent before.”
“You have?” questions Felix, eyes wide.
“Just twice, yeah. You see a lot of things working in a place like this. It’s pretty rare.”
“What’s rare?” Jisung asks.
“For your body to respond to a scent like that outside of a rut or heat. We all know how those pheromones can effect people, but whosever scent that is obviously isn’t in rut or we’d all smell it. It’s only effecting you,” Minho says pointedly.
“Why the hell is it happening?” Jisung asks exasperated, running his fingers through his hair.
“Maybe it’s your soulmate!” Felix exclaims bouncing up and down in his seat making fast little claps.
“Lix-“ Jisung starts but is cut off by the blonde’s enthusiasm.
“In all the stories they say when someone’s scent effects you so strongly then they’re your soulmate! Oh my god we have to find them!”
“Lixie, baby calm down,” coos Hyunjin nuzzling into Felix’s neck while releasing calming pheromones. “You’re going to stress Sungie out.”
Felix giggles when Hyunjin presses a few feather light kisses on the side of the blond’s neck, but settles comfortably into his boyfriend’s arms. “I’m sorry Sungie, but just think! Mister right could be right here in this room…” he singsongs.
Minho makes a fake vomiting sound at the display of affection the two lovebirds are showing. “You know Jisungie, Lix is not entirely out of his mind…”
“Hey!” Felix squawks.
“Ugh! Hyung, you know I’m not looking for another relationship right now and I’m not going to go cavorting around the club looking for my ‘soulmate’” Jisung sasses putting the word in air quotes.
“I didn’t say anything about soulmates. However, there have been studies on compatibility based on initial attraction involving scent. More often than not those that were attracted to each others scent were compatible both biologically and through their inner wolf and that compatibility increased with the level of attraction,” Minho says ignoring the looks of befuddlement on his dongsaeng’s faces.
“Who are you? Professor Lee?” Hyunjin teases.
“No. It’s called reading. Try it sometime,” Minho counters with an eye roll, tongue sharp as always. Turning his attention back to Jisung he continues, “Besides, they may not be a ‘soulmate’ per say but it would probably be a fantastic fuck,” he says smugly.
“Hyung!” Jisung whines aloud cheeks flushing scarlet from embarrassment. How can his hyung be so shameless. However, he won’t admit to anyone that on the inside his omega is bristling with excitement at that prospect, pacing back and forth, begging Jisung to go hunt the alpha down. ‘Alpha smells good. Want alpha. Find alpha! Show alpha nest! Need alpha! Want alpha’s knot!’
God, his wolf could be a knot whore sometimes. It’s not like it’s been that long since I’ve had sex. Right? Thinking about it Jisung realizes it has been quite awhile. He definitely hasn’t from when he first met Minjun, their relationship never got intimate enough for that. Jisung even spent his last heat alone because he was exclusive with Minjun but they definitely weren’t ready to spend a heat together. Speaking of heats, it was actually the heat four months previous to his last that he had sex. Hyunjin and Felix had helped him through it because he was still too shaken up from the tumultuous breakup with him, and he is comfortable with them and they’d fooled around a few times over the years. That was six months ago! He realizes.
Okay, so maybe six months isn’t that long, but for a healthy young omega, and because Jisung is Jisung and thrives off of touch and physical affection almost as much as Felix, it is a long time.
“Oh come on Sungie…” Felix’s words pull Jisung out of his thoughts. “If Minho hyung is right and this person affects you so strongly you need to pursue it!” Felix says excitedly.
“Maybe…” Jisung concedes. “But how do we even find him in here? There are hundreds of people.”
“Well, if you’re that attracted to their scent then we should just move around until you catch the scent again then just follow your nose. They might be trying to find you too!” replies Felix.
“There’s no need,” interjects Hyunjin. “I think he found you…”
The other three follow the alphas eye-line across the floor towards the bar where the same alpha from the dance floor is watching Jisung with a hungry yet simultaneously shy look in his eyes. Jisung feels his stomach do a flip when they look at each other but he quickly diverts his eyes bashfully.
“Oh, it is him!” exclaims Felix. “The hot-muscley-shy guy from the dance floor.”
“Well, he doesn’t seem so shy anymore. He’s coming over,” Minho says.
Jisung’s eyes go comically wide and he starts fidgeting. “What do I say? What do I do?!” he asks in a panic.
“Uh, introduce yourself? Talk? Go dance maybe?” Minho scoffs like it’s obvious. And really it is but this alpha has Jisung’s stomach doing gold medal worthy gymnastics. He’s used to feeling defensive around alphas but right now he’s nervous, excited even!
Jisung doesn’t have much of a chance to fret because he’s soon hit with the intoxicating smell of the alpha again. Immediately his anxiety disappears and is replaced by a fuzzy warmth and dull simmering arousal deep inside.
The alpha makes his way to their table. He has nicely styled wavy dark brown hair, friendly eyes with a bit of eyeshadow for definition, a strong nose, and defined jaw and a slit in his eyebrow. He’s wearing a band tee with the sleeves cut off and the sides cut low along with a pair of ripped skinny jeans, a belt with a chain, and boots. His cut off shirt shows off his arm muscles and gives flashes of a strong chest and a washboard set of abs. Jisung has to stop himself from drooling all over the table.
“Hi,” the alpha says when he reaches their table. “I’m Chan.” He seems a bit nervous. His hand rubs the back of his neck as he gives Jisung a sheepish smile.
“My friends encouraged me to come over and introduce myself,” he says looking back to a group of three guys at the bar that shoot him a thumbs up. “I was wondering if I could buy you a drink?” Chan asks. He shifts his eyes around the table quickly looking down when he meets Hyunjin’s eyes. It’s a sign of respect and submission between alphas that says he means no harm. Chan must sense that Hyunjin is protective of Jisung, though his scent isn’t present on Jisung in the way a mate or official packmates would be however Chan is showing deference to the tall alpha anyway.
“Uh, hi. I’m- I’m Jisung,” he replies with a small smile. “Of course, you can.”
“Really?” Chan seems surprised and excited by the response. “Okay, great.” He holds out a hand for Jisung and helps him out of his seat. Jisung is immediately endeared by the alpha’s cute response. He seems to be quite humble and a tad shy but Jisung sense’s a quiet confidence about him as well. It’s very different from the alphas he’s dated in the past. His ex was particularly boisterous – always puffing out his chest and bragging about anything to make him seem like the strongest, smartest, or most successful. It’s still first impressions though so Jisung will keep his guard up a little bit.
Chan gently leads Jisung towards the bar. Jisung looks back at his friends over his shoulder. Minho shoots him a wink and gets up to resume his shift behind the bar. Felix wiggles his eyebrows suggestively and giggles while Hyunjin watches Chan with a slight scowl.
When they get to the bar Chan orders them some Soju and carries them to one of the tall standing cocktail tables meant for people to casually gather around instead of sitting in one of the lounges. Jisung appreciates the choice. It allows them to talk comfortably without being too intimate. He has the ability to walk away if he wanted rather than being caged in – a dirty trick some alphas use to keep omegas and submissive betas trapped long enough to slip something in their drink or attempt to forcibly dominate them with pheromones. That Chan went to this table instead shows he is likely both aware of those tactics and doesn’t intend to pressure Jisung into anything. It’s a welcome change to what he’s used to.
“So, Chan-ssi where are you from?” It’s a safe question to start with. Jisung decides to try and make conversation to keep him from falling into the warm pit of desire bubbling in his core, “I couldn’t help but notice a slight accent.”
“Call me hyung, please. I’m actually from Australia. I was born here but my family moved to Sydney when I was little. I came back for college and stayed after I graduated to work,” Chan’s smile makes Jisung’s heart flutter. Oh my god he has dimples! Jisung thinks to himself.
“Really? My friend Felix is from Australia too, he’d love to meet you,” Jisung says.
“What?! Really? I’d really like that Jisung-ssi! I haven’t met anyone else from Australia here, but maybe later, okay? I…” Chan hesitates a moment, “I have my full attention on someone else tonight.” Chan’s ears flush cutely and he seems sheepish, but he gently reaches out and grasps Jisung’s hand, lightly rubbing over the knuckles.
Jisung’s heart does a full swooping backflip in his chest. Fuck he’s so cute! How is he so cute and hot at the same time?! Jisung finds himself already deeply attracted to Chan. He’s been respectful – so far – sweet, a little shy, but also he’s extremely hot and fuck, he smells so fucking good. Jisung slides a little closer to him, giving in a little to the strong desire to be closer to the alpha. He’s so easy to be around. I want him to hold me. Ohmygodohmygodohmygod! He’s holding my hand! Jisung’s mind is a mess of giddy excitement, a reaction he’s never had before. He’s not sure what is making him feel so comfortable with Chan but he’s enjoying it. “So what did you study and what do you do now?” he asks to play off the excited buzzing inside him.
“Oh, I studied music production and composition. Now I’m a producer at JYP.”
Jisung is taken aback by the answer. How can this man get any better? “No way! So am I! Not at JYP obviously, I’m still working independently. I’ve sent my work in to several companies but haven’t gotten much of a response yet.”
“Really? I’d love to hear your stuff sometime.”
“You would?”
“Of course! We could listen to each other’s work and maybe… collaborate on something,” Chan suggests a little unsurely.
“Aww hyung, it sounds like you’re asking me out,” Jisung teases, batting his eyelashes in an exaggerated flirty way.
“Maybe I am.” Chan says back and the warmth in Jisung’s core blooms. There’s a bit of a teasing lilt to his voice but it’s subtle. Enough to be able play it off as a joke if he’s rejected but not so much that Jisung can’t tell he’s serious. And Jisung can tell he is completely serious.
Feeling a sudden surge of confidence mixed with desire to get close to Chan he leans near to the alpha’s ear and in a sultry purr says, “Maybe I’ll say yes if you give me a little… incentive.” He sees the alpha shiver and pulls back slightly – biting his lip – so their eyes meet and the alpha’s are dark with a hunger that makes flames lick at Jisung’s insides, his knees tremble, and his omega bare his neck.
“Dance with me?” Chan asks simply holding out a hand in offering which Jisung grabs eagerly.
Chan leads them onto the dance floor leaving a respectful distance between them to start which Jisung both appreciates and despises. His omega certainly doesn’t like it, whining. Closer. Smells good. Closer.
Still, Jisung tries to not come across as too desperate, so he begrudgingly maintains the space for now. Instead he decides to entice the alpha by swaying his hips to the rhythmic pounding of the bass. He raises his arms overhead which shows off his tiny waist, then teasingly runs a hand down the center of his chest and stomach, lightly playing with his body chain. He keeps his eyes closed but can feel Chan’s gaze burning into him with every wave and roll of his body.
Being this close to the alpha Jisung is able to breath in more of Chan’s delicious scent which combines nicely with the alcohol in his system to make the young omega feel relaxed and warm. The magnetic attraction between them pulls harder every minute making Jisung feel needy for the alpha. He wants Chan’s hands on him now but he wants the alpha to come to him so he decides to tease the elder just a bit more.
After a slow body roll Jisung turns away from Chan and rolls his hips a few times with the music while continuing to caress himself and sensually circle his arms above him. Then he drops into a squat while circling his hips before straightening his legs out but keeps his upper body low then arches his back when he rises up, jutting out his ass like he is presenting – creating a sinful image that he knows will really rile the alpha up. It’s a dirty tactic to use on an alpha to play with their animalistic instincts but Jisung doesn’t care. He wants Chan and he’ll do what he has to to get him. To finish off his seductive display he looks over his shoulder at Chan with hooded eyes and sensually licks his lips.
Chan’s restraint seems to finally crack. With a quiet growl the alpha grabs Jisung by the hips and quickly pulls the two together – the omega’s supple ass pressed against the alpha’s semi hard length.
Jisung gasps, surprised by Chan’s sudden brashness however the spike in his scent betrays the rush of arousal he feels. His omega preens at the alpha’s reaction.
“You’re so pretty, baby.” Chan whispers in Jisung’s ear. ‘Alpha likes us,’ his omega chirps happily. He sways his hips seductively and leans his head back on the alpha’s strong shoulder.
“Fuck, you smell good too,” the alpha says with a low rumble from his chest that signals how pleased he is. Chan’s nose skates along the crook of Jisung’s neck where his scent gland is located sending shiver through the omega’s body. Oh, how he wants, wants so badly for Chan to put his lips and teeth on him and mark him. Nibbling and sucking his claim into Jisung’s body.
Now that he’s pressed against the alpha, Jisung is overcome by his scent. The fresh earthy notes of petrichor make him feel safe and relaxed while the warm woody notes of sandalwood stoke the flames of arousal growing deep inside. He feels like he belongs in the alpha’s arms. ‘My alpha.’ His omega states.
Jisung reaches back to play with the hairs on the back of the alpha’s head while pressing the swell of his ass to the alpha’s clothed dick. He’s rewarded with two strong arms snaking around his waist pulling him even closer as well as a pleased rumble from deep in the alphas chest that vibrates through to his core.
The noise stirs something within his omega, and he feels himself growing hot and needy. His own scent mixes with Chan’s, both full of desire that creates a heady mixture that Jisung feels drunk on.
He leans his head to the side to allow the alpha more access to his scent gland. Little tingles of pleasure run down his spine as Chan continues to nose at the gland.
Jisung catches a glimpse of Felix and Hyunjin dancing nearby. His friends spare him an occasional glance to make sure he’s okay, but mostly they’re too wrapped up in each other to care.
A fresh wave of arousal hits and Jisung grinds his ass against Chan harder. He feels the alphas nose dance along his jaw and then a light press of lips to his scent gland. He gasps when Chan’s lips touch him. Though fleeting the contact leaves a burning mark on his skin and sends an electrified wave of molten desire through him, falling deeper into the pleasure filling his body and the euphoric haze in his head.
Chan’s grip on his waist is bruising. Good. I hope they stay for days. Jisung wants to be even closer. He wants Chan to devour him. There is a small voice in the back of his mind trying to get him to slow down and figure out what’s happening to him. He’s never felt this enraptured by someone before but Jisung can’t bring himself to care. He feels too good. He wants more.
“Wanna see you,” he whispers to Chan.
The alpha spins Jisung around in his arms and pulls their bodies flush against each other so fast it leaves Jisung’s head spinning. The display of strength is a massive turn on. His omega purrs and rolls over submissively. ‘Strong alpha. Protect us.’ Jisung does like that. He’s not used to feeling protected by his partners, but Chan is different. It’s a little scary to him that in just minutes all of his defenses seem to have gone down. His wolf implicitly trusts Chan’s and as a person Jisung hasn’t seen any red flags. Chan is totally disarming and that both intrigues and frightens Jisung, but he’s not able to think about that right now, overcome by the glorious pleasure and desire coursing through his veins.
They continue grinding on each other, foreheads pressed together, panting into each others mouths. As his arousal and desperation build Jisung feels his cock begin to fill out in his pants. He feels the alpha’s significant length hardening too and it makes him needier, whining into Chan’s open mouth.
“Ji-Jisung…” Chan’s voice is breathy, wrecked already. Jisung can only muster a hum in affirmation. “Can I kiss you?”
“Please,” he replies quickly, and their lips meet together in a soft kiss that contrasts the intensity of their bodies. Chan’s lips are slightly chapped and pillowy soft and so so kissable. The kiss is slow and exploratory as they develop a rhythm. Jisung tilts his head deepening the kiss.
Chan bites his lower lip causing Jisung to gasp and takes advantage of his open mouth to slip his tongue inside. It quickly turns wet, messy, and desperate and has his body burning up and it’s so so good. Jisung shivers and whines deep in his throat as Chan licks over the roof of his mouth and the back of his teeth.
Chan separates their lips for air and slowly kisses along Jisung’s jaw nibbling and sucking lightly on the spots that make Jisung squirm. He makes his way to the crook of Jisung’s neck leaving little love bites behind that Jisung hopes will bruise – he loves being marked up. When Chan reaches his scent gland he begins sucking and kissing in earnest. Jisung moans loudly, not caring who’s around him or where he is, too wrapped up in the whirlwind of pleasure and desire for the alpha. Chan licks a stripe over the sensitive area pulling a high pitched keen from his throat and he throws his head back, giving the alpha full access to do what he wants. Jisung’s mind is fogging over with euphoria and want and he ruts desperately into Chan, rubbing their hard lengths together seeking the delicious relief the friction provides.
Waves of pleasure shoot through his body with each grind of their bodies but it’s not enough, Jisung wants more and more. The alpha releases another pleased rumble deep in his chest, sensing Jisung’s desperation for him. He licks another stripe over Jisung’s scent gland but continues up his neck, finishing right below the omega’s ear. He then gently bites and pulls on the earlobe and Jisung shudders.
“Fuck, baby you taste so good,” Chan rumbles in Jisung’s ear. “Sweet like flowers and fruit…”
Jisung stutters, struggling to put words together through the fog in his head. “Puh-please, Chan- Channie, I want-“ hhng, Jisung whines before he can finish as another surge of pleasure rips through his body.
“Oh baby,” Chan coos at him. “Tell alpha what you want.”
“I- I want… I need you. Please, Channie hyung please,” Jisung pleads. He is overcome with an encompassing need for the alpha. Internally his omega is pacing back and forth anxious and desperate for more of the alpha’s touch and attention. ‘Alpha, alpha, alpha. Want alpha. NEED alpha!’ The omega repeats like a mantra.
“Shh omega, I’ve got you.” Chan releases calming pheromones – his own internal alpha breaking through – instinctually wanting to soothe and care for the needy omega. “Do you want to get out of here?”
“Yes! Please, please,” Jisung says instantly, rutting up hard into Chan in his desperation. Oh god he’s so hot! What the fuck, what the fuck? I want him. I need him.
“Okay, let’s go, I’ve got you omega.” Jisung’s omega purrs at being addressed as such.
Jisung makes to rush off the dance floor and out of the club pulling Chan behind him. Somehow through the fog, Jisung’s omega yips at him before he can get too far. ‘Pack! Where’s pack?’ “Oh shit, my friends…” Jisung says breathlessly. Thank god one of us still has half a brain. He thinks to himself, his omega just pants and wags his tail happily. “I should tell my friends I’m leaving.” Looking around he quickly locates Hyunjin and Felix dancing comfortably nearby. Stumbling over to them pulling Chan behind him, Jisung approaches the couple.
“Lixie, Hyune, I’m leaving,” he says once he has their attention. When Felix and Hyunjin catch the intense scent of arousal pouring off the other two, they scrunch their noses and look at each other, a silent conversation taking place.
“Are you sure, Sungie?” Felix asks looking over Jisung’s shoulder at Chan who is desperately trying not to pull Jisung back into his arms to avoid triggering Hyunjin’s protective instincts as the tall alpha scowls.
Jisung nods enthusiastically. “Yeah, Im sure. I have my phone. I’ll call if I need you!” he yells over his shoulder at his friends dragging Chan behind him.
“Okay, be safe! Love you!” Felix calls after him. “Wow,” Felix says turning back to Hyunjin. “Did you smell him? It was almost like-“
“He was going into heat? Yeah, I noticed,” Hyunjin interrupts with a slight growl.
“He’ll be okay, Jin. His heat isn’t due for almost two months – he’s just pent up and horny.” Felix says with a giggle. “Chan doesn’t seem like a bad guy. I even think Changbin has mentioned him. I think they met at university, and you know Changbin doesn’t put up with assholes. Plus, Sungie and I have location sharing active on our phones if we need to find him for any reason.” He says trying to relieve his mates worries. “He’s been depressed for so long, he deserves some fun,” Felix says.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Hyunjin says into Felix’s ear while wrapping his arms around the blondes tiny waist. “I just worry for him, with all he’s been through,” Felix nods and nuzzles into the alpha’s neck. “He’ll be okay baby. He can’t stay locked up forever.”
Hyunjin hums an acknowledgment and pulls back to look at the blonde in the eyes. “Now… can I show you what I had in mind for tonight?” he teases with a smirk.