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Lee Minho never thought he’d find something he actually cared about in life. All that matter was surviving from one day to the next and avoiding capture. That was until he climbed a tower and his entire life changed.
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When Minho woke up, a scorching heat pulsed from every pore, spreading dampness over his skin accompanied by an overpowering surge of arousal.
His first thought was that he must have a fever, and he thought maybe he’d had a wet dream, too, considering he was feeling very uncomfortable in his shorts. He supposed he and Jisung had been so busy lately that it wasn’t impossible. Faint memories of their passionate night together two weeks ago lingered in his mind.
He pushed himself from the couch, throwing off the sleeping kitty that had been stealing his warmth. Now, as he walked, he realised the wetness he’d noticed was now trickling down his thighs. Panic flared in him, and he stumbled to the bedroom until he was standing before the full-length mirror.
That’s when he saw it: his shorts were dry in the front; it can’t have been a wet dream.
Or: Minho is hit by a sudden presentation. His omega boyfriend helps him out.
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"Before you, I never produced any slick. Like, at all. Maybe a tiny bit, but it was always so dry." Jisung's head tilted. "Now that I- now that we have been hanging out so much, I can't stop."
"Wh- What do you mean, exactly? What does it have to do with me?"
Minho snorted, "Okay, I'll be more direct, then. I could not produce any slick." Jisung nodded, eyebrows furrowed. "But your scent is so fucking addicting, and every time i'm near you, i produce so much slick, i have to wear multiple layers of protection."
Silence fell between them.
Then, the omega watched Jisung's cheeks slowly begin to colour as the realization settled in. "Oh. You.. Like the way I smell?"
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His eyes go wide as he spots Minho, moaning into his hand, the fabric of his—Jisung’s—hoodie stuffed into his mouth, a hand between his thighs. Minho can smell himself now, too heavy, the vanilla in his scent brought out, sweet and overpowering like it is when he’s in heat.
Which doesn’t make sense, because it’s never like that normally, always balanced, a blend of both vanilla and raspberry. That could only mean—
Oh fuck.
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A week before his preheat is about to start, Minho goes into a surprise heat. Because of Jisung, nonetheless.
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Two years. Jisung had tried to get his attention a couple of times in passing, but it had been to no avail. The man barely acknowledged his existence. Once, he’d seen him in the campus library while eating a snack and had asked where the study rooms were, and the alpha had looked up at him and promptly looked back down at his work- didn’t respond verbally, just pointed behind him to the wall lined with different study rooms. Even when Jisung thanked him, Minho just kept his head down, reading whatever book he had on the table.
He had watched one of Felix’s dance performances at the end of their first year, and found that Minho was also a dance major. Jisung tried to congratulate him for his insanely good routine, thinking that it was a sign of sorts that the universe put them all in one place, but Minho had only nodded his appreciation and went back to his group of friends.
Two. Years.
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[Minho refuses to notice Jisung's efforts and advances, at least that's what Jisung's Vibe Detector ™️ is telling him]
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“M-Minho,” he tries again, teeth chattering, voice shaking. His nerve ends are on fire. “W-we should go to bed.”
“Wan’ you,” Minho slurs. He presses a hot hand right against Jisung’s heart. God.
Jisung shakes his head and squeezes his eyes tight. “This isn’t right. You’re not thinking straight. I-it’s your heat.” He cannot pop a boner right now. It’ll totally ruin their friendship.
(Minho is an omega, and Jisung is a mess.)
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