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June 18th, 2013
Standing before him now might just be the most beautiful man he has ever had the pleasure to view.
Yoon Jeonghan, as he was just introduced, bows to the group of rowdy boys. His lithe body practically drowning in a t-shirt so long it comes down to his mid-thigh. While everyone else is greeting him politely, Seungcheol gapes and continuously stares at the boy.
He’s absolutely stunning.
His nose bridge is long and thin, jaw sharp but narrow, lips pouty, and his eyes beautifully round.
As much as Seungcheol dislikes the stereotypes, the boy before him is the ideal image of omega .
The company dislikes parading around statuses and he can respect that. Pledis kept After School’s sub-genders unknown, aside from the leader - Kahi, being an Alpha woman.
It was definitely uncommon to see, but a leader of a group having an alpha sub-status is nothing shocking. With Kahi’s sub-gender being open to the public, this allowed Seungcheol to have his own be public. As much as the pups complain about his growing alpha scent that stinks up the practice rooms, he doesn’t need to wear scent blockers.
However, that morning Seungcheol had been informed of a new member joining Seventeen, and he applied scent blockers to keep himself neutral.
He was also told the omega would be wearing blockers as well, yet Seungcheol wishes he asked them not to. What he would do just to smell that omega—
What is he saying?
That’s inappropriate, he’s a leader. He’s a role model to the pups. He can’t be thirsting over an omega.
“...ngcheol-Ssi. Seungcheol-ssi.”
Seungcheol snaps his head up, completely wiped from his thoughts suddenly.
“Seungcheol-ssi, would you please explain to Jeonghan-ssi how things work around here?”
The staff member speaks like he’s a child. How obnoxious. Instead, Seungcheol bows, “Yes, of course.”
Seungcheol gulps, walking over to Jeonghan and bowing once more towards him, “Hi.. I’m the eldest of the group, Choi Seungcheol.”
The omega’s eyelashes flutter at him as he gives a polite smile in response, bowing back to him and greeting him, “Hello.”
Seungcheol stands awkwardly, staring at nothing in particular- Oh. Right.
“Ah- Okay so…” Seungcheol looked around, gesturing him to follow him as he walked out of the green room and into the ‘grey room’ that was connected to the green room.
“Sorry, it’s loud in there.” Seungcheol closes the door behind him, putting his hands in his pockets. “So, we have a live stream thing, I’m sure you’ve heard of it.”
Jeonghan nods, humming softly as he looks around the room, smiling at the one-person trampoline that leans against the wall.
“It’s pretty much every other day, we’re halfway through season 2. The live stream lasts a few hours and there are different cameras. So just know that you can’t like, pick your nose or something.” Seungcheol laughs, “Because it’ll be caught on camera.”
Jeonghan smiles, his hands held behind his back politely.
He’s quiet.. Seungcheol takes note of that. He won’t force him to talk.
“Uhm..” Seungcheol picks at his fingernails, “We’re on a stream right now, actually.”
“Ah, Hello.” Jeonghan bows to the camera.
How cute.
“There’s a chatroom that the fans can talk in too, isn’t that cool?”
Jeonghan nods, approaching the camera curiously.
“The staff can control the cameras and move them around. I don’t think anyone’s manning them right now though.” Seungcheol abruptly claps his hands, causing Jeonghan to flinch and whip his head around.
“Oh, I’m so sorry! I-I won’t do that anymore.”
Jeonghan exhales, “No it’s okay, I’m just.. I-I don’t..”
Seungcheol thinks he gets the hint. He can’t imagine what it’s like being alone with someone who is very obviously the alpha leader.
“Let’s go back into the main room, again, I’m really sorry.”
Jeonghan nods, looking at the ground as they leave into the main room. The way he ducked to make himself smaller made him resemble a mouse.
Well. That went horribly.
Seungcheol finds himself smiling as he sees Jeonghan chatting quietly with Jisoo. Those two are both extraordinarily quiet, it’s a match made in heaven.
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November 11th, 2013
Seungcheol almost wishes he gatekept Jeonghan.
Jisoo is the only person that Jeonghan talks to, and Jeonghan is the only one Jisoo talks to.
Why is he jealous on both ends?
…
Jisoo is very pretty, though.
He assumes Jisoo will be an alpha, he’s pretty lanky right now but he imagines he’ll grow into himself.
That doesn’t stop Seungcheol from finding him gorgeous though, Alpha or not. Seungcheol doesn’t really discriminate.
He wouldn’t say he’d look for an alpha partner, but he wouldn’t necessarily mind it…
Anyway, the day had been boringly normal and as loud as usual.
Halfway through the day, the boys gathered to eat the worst food ever, unseasoned boiled chicken. It looked horrific.
Seungcheol was minding his own business, the loud boys around him suddenly went silent as everyone picked up a sickly sweet scent.
Seungcheol immediately covers his nose, a bit annoyed because it’s most likely a staff member who didn’t take suppressants.
The boys immediately started speaking again, yet it seemed panicked. And finally, Seungcheol looks up and sees Jisoo curled up on the floor.
Jeonghan and Hansol are kneeling next to him, though the younger of the two avoided touching him out of respect. Jeonghan however, is rubbing Jisoo’s back in a comforting touch.
The staff scrambled, as well as the boys. A member just went into heat. Damnit.
Seungcheol decided to take charge in that moment, standing up and completely forgetting the chicken he was eating - after all he doesn’t really care for it in general, let alone when his ‘pack’ is in ‘danger’.
Seungcheol ushered the pups out of the room, including Hansol who had whined at him, after all Hansol is pretty close to Jisoo, it must be distressing to see him in pain.
“Can he go to a heat-hotel?” Seungcheol asks the closest staff member, who immediately shakes her head. “No, he’ll have to stay at the dorm, there’s no budget for that.”
“Seriously? That’s-” he really wanted to argue with her, but he just shook his head and huffed, “Okay, whatever sure. Take Jisoo-yah and Jeonghan-ah to the dorm, please.”
His mind would be settled if the omegas were home and safe. They’ll figure out the dormitory situation later.
“Please make sure a Beta brings them, please.” He would never risk an alpha manager bringing home a vulnerable omega, and another omega who is just as vulnerable in different ways.
A (thankfully) beta staff member escorted the two omegas out, and Seungcheol finally sat down. He’ll ask to leave early to check up on them later.
So much for Jisoo maybe being an alpha.
-
Seungcheol was thankfully allowed home an hour before the rest of the pups would be allowed home. He made sure to assure Hansol that he would make sure Jisoo was okay. He’s a good kid.
As soon as Seungcheol arrives at the dormitory, he opens the door and his face is practically smacked with the thick scent of slick.
Seungcheol is more than relieved that he requested to go home early, because the first thing he sees in the dorm is two nesting and very naked omegas laying on the couch.
Seungcheol refuses to let his own alpha mind take over, and he covers his nose and approaches the two.
Just by his footsteps, Jeonghan had sat up abruptly atop of Jisoo, and he catches himself in a growl.
Yet, the embarrassment catches him first, as he snatches a blanket and covers himself and Jisoo.
Seungcheol’s face burns red as he stares at the ceiling, “Let’s clear a bedroom for you two to stay in. Please don’t use the couch..” he muttered.
Jeonghan sighs, “You’re right. Things got… Time went by fast.”
“Okay sure just.. Get a little dressed, I’m gonna move some beds from one of the rooms out. I’ll leave one bed, and you guys can stay there.”
Jeonghan nods slowly, and hides himself back into the crook of the sleeping Jisoo’s neck.
Seungcheol left the room, and did just as he said he would. Maybe it was the adrenaline, but he was able to move the beds out of the room and into the living room instead. He avoided looking at the omegas, as he knew they were getting dressed, although sluggily. This left one bed perfect for nesting.
Seungcheol went back into the living room, covering his eyes. “Okay, you two can.. Go in there.”
Jisoo was swaying side to side, successfully dressed but looking like he could pass out at any second.
“We’re dressed,” Jeonghan mumbles, and Seungcheol uncovers his eyes, Jeonghan continues, “Seungcheol-ah, Could… Could you carry him, please? I don’t think I can help him over there, that’s why we ended up here.”
Seungcheol stares at Jisoo, and incomes a moral dilemma, “I-I don’t want to scare him…”
“You won’t, it’s okay, he’d let you. I’d let you.”
Seungcheol is a little flattered that the omegas trust him, but he has a job to do right now. He carefully walks over to Jisoo, and scoops him up, holding him to his chest and supporting him by his thighs.
Jisoo, very much half awake, clung to Seungcheol’s t-shirt and seemingly tried to pull it off. Jeonghan smacked his hands away and walked behind the two as Seungcheol brought the youngest omega to the makeshift heat room.
He lays the boy on the bed, who whines and tries to keep him with him. Seungcheol pulls away, he knows it’s right, but the complete look of betrayal on Jisoo’s face nearly broke his resolve.
Jeonghan notices this, and lays on the bed along with Jisoo, hands going up the other omega’s shirt and feeling him up.
Seungcheol blinks, looking around anywhere but the two omegas, and he realizes it’s time for him to leave. “Lock the door behind me, please. The pups will be home soon.”
Jeonghan curtly nods at him, his hand already down Jisoo’s pants. Seungcheol quickly leaves, closing the door behind himself and retreating to the living room.
Thankfully the two omegas had left enough blankets on the couch to prevent any staining. Seungcheol scoops up the blankets and leaves them in front of the heat-room door.
The blankets were completely soaked through in some spots. What on earth…
Wow.
He can’t really get his mind off of what he saw, as horrible as that sounds because the omegas trust him enough to be comfortable in their most vulnerable moments with him.
He tries to pretend that he can’t hear the moaning, begging, and near screaming.
“What the hell is even going on in there..” Seungcheol mumbles to himself.
It took maybe 5 more minutes, and the moaning finally stopped. Thank god.
The momentary silence was interrupted as the dormitory door opened, and all too many kids flooded in at once. Seungcheol’s eyes widened, he really did not want the pups to hear the loudest sex he’s ever heard in his life.
Seungcheol got up, immediately he knocked on the heat-room door. It took a good minute, but the door opened just a creak, and the light from the hallway flooded into the semi-dark room.
Jeonghan peaks through the doors slim opening, staring at him and not saying anything.
“The kids are home. I’m okay with the noise when it’s just me here, but I don’t think the pups want to hear that…” He picked up the blankets from the floor, handing them to Jeonghan who let them plop onto the ground.
Jeonghan huffs, “Okay.” in response to the complaint.
But he doesn’t close the door just yet, instead, he stares at Seungcheol, and his eyes flick down to his shirt. “Give me that.” Jeonghan blurted.
“What? Give you what?”
Jeonghan opened the door a few inches wider, reaching his arm out to tug at Seungcheol’s shirt. “Uhm, okay?” Seungcheol, mr ‘when a bad bitch tells me to do something’, of course, takes off the shirt and gives it to Jeonghan, who snatches it and closes the door quickly.
Seungcheol has a feeling he won’t see that shirt ever again.
Seungcheol sighs, walking back to the living room a bit defeatedly.
“Where is your shirt?” Mingyu asks as he went back into the living room.
“They just stole it from me.” Seungcheol laughs, smiling in disbelief.
Yes, Jeonghan agreed to stay silent, but everyone just had to pretend that they could not hear nor smell the arrangement.