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Three Years Later
They were all at a bar. They were celebrating their youngest finally graduating. Seonghwa was getting roles. They weren’t lead roles yet but his manager had called to say that someone was interested in casting him as a second lead. So far, he had only been getting recurring roles as side characters. The back up couple, you could say. But this new one was a second lead. And that wasn’t something he would pass up. It was hard working in the entertainment industry. Most of the craze was romantic shit. And he still didn’t like touching people who weren’t part of his pack. But Hongjoong was very understanding about it. If Hongjoong scented him heavier on the days he would have to do a kiss scene, then no one had any say in it. Not when Seonghwa would skip onto set, smiling happily. If his kissing partner was a little pissed off afterwards because Seonghwa was so obviously taken then he didn’t care.
Hongjoong was a producer. He created songs for big names. And while Seonghwa got paid quite a bit for his job, it was nothing compared to the salary that Hongjoong had. They had bought a bigger house that was further from the center of everything so they could relax. It was in a neighborhood that promised privacy because a lot of rising names were in their pack. Wooyoung and Yunho were choreographies for big kpop groups and Mingi was a hip hop music producer. Yeosang worked in fashion. The other boys were constantly running into each other for their jobs. Yeosang had even styled for one of the shows that Seonghwa had a cameo on. The crew had been very surprised when Seonghwa had openly hugged the stylist. And Jongho was graduating. He already had offers from different companies to be a solo artist but Jongho was holding out for a duo project.
It was always fun going out with them. Seonghwa had felt like everything had gone a complete 180 from the first time they had gathered. Seonghwa was chatting happily with Yeosang about some clothes he had seen on one of the neighboring show sets that he had designed. Hongjoong ruffled his hair which brought Seonghwa’s attention back to his mate. It had stuck. The mating bite was clear as day, barely concealed by the shirt he was wearing. If he tugged to the side even just a little bit, Hongjoong’s teeth marks would be on show. “I’m gonna get us a drink, baby, the usual?” Seonghwa blushed. He never got used to the pet names. He didn’t think he ever would. They just made his heart beat faster. Everyone had said that his feelings for Hongjoong would change. After the first year, with plenty of arguments, they still cared for each other. At the end of the first year, Hongjoong had blown up. Seonghwa still remembers what he had said, Fucking hell, Hwa, I don’t want to control you. I just want to protect you because I love you. I don’t want anything to happen to you. Do whatever you want, just let me know where you are. It was the first time that Hongjoong had said I love you and Seonghwa had been so focused on it that he had completely forgotten why they were fighting in the first place. A week later, Seonghwa asked for the bite, the mating bite. And the fighting ceased because Hongjoong could feel that Seonghwa was okay.
“The usual is fine. Thank you, alpha.” Hongjoong grinned and kissed his lips quickly before he took off. There was a round of groans from his pack. “It’s been three years. When will you two stop being so nauseous?” Seonghwa stuck out his tongue, “Don’t be jealous because my alpha loves me more, Wooyoungie.” San choked on his drink, “Excuse you? That is absolutely not true. I love Woo--” “You don’t have to rub it in, Seonghwa hyung.” San gasped at his mate’s admission. “Woo, baby, that’s so unfair. You are supposed to defend our love. We’ve been mated longer than they have. Where is the loyalty?” Wooyoung rested his head on his hands, “When you can make me scream like Hongjoong makes Seonghwa scream when he eats him out, then I will consider defending our love.” There was a dark look on San’s face but Seonghwa covered his own in horror. “Jung Wooyoung, you cannot talk about--” “Uh-oh. Hyung, some omega is trying to get your man.” Seonghwa stopped his lecturing as his head snapped over to the scene. Hongjoong was leaning against the counter, glaring down at some small boy. The boy put a hand on Hongjoong’s arm. He watched as his mate pushed the boy’s hand off and started talking. He already knew that Hongjoong was chewing him out. His eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets when the omega just leaned forward all over Hongjoong, running a hand up his chest.
Seonghwa tore away from his seat. He knew he smelled like burnt lemon custard and cinnamon (Hongjoong’s scent had mixed with his almost perfectly) as he walked through the center of the club. They all parted at the sight of the pissed off alpha. Hongjoong had already pushed the omega away by the time he got to his side. Hongjoong glanced over and his nose crinkled at the burnt scent Seonghwa was giving off before a smile almost flickered on his face. Hongjoong easily accepted Seonghwa pressing into his side. “Hey, baby, I was just getting our drinks.” Seonghwa draped over Hongjoong from behind, posessively, “You took too long. So I came to find you.” He acted like he was pouting and Hongjoong snickered, “Always so impatient, angel.”
Seonghwa chanced a glance at the omega who was staring at him with his jaw dropped. “You--you are Park Seonghwa.” Seonghwa cocked his head to the side. He wasn’t famous enough to be recognized in public often. He was at the healthy amount of fame that let him live his life decently while also making good money. “Oh? And who are you?” The boy was obviously grasping for straws. Seonghwa smiled, it looked none too kind he knew, before he pulled away from Hongjoong, intentionally letting his collar slip to the side. He watched as the omega looked at the mark and then back at Hongjoong before he looked ready to throw up. “I was just--I was...um…” Seonghwa gently patted the boy on the shoulder, “Thank you for trying to keep my mate company. But I can take over from here, okay?” The boy nodded and nearly ran away. Seonghwa turned around with a huff and Hongjoong was grinning like an idiot. “Not the possessive type, huh?” Seonghwa swung at him, “That’s fucking different. He literally pressed himself against you. I know you can take care of it--” Hongjoong easily caught the swing, pulling the man to his chest. “I’m just kidding, Hwa. It was hot.” Seonghwa still pouted until the bartender set down two drinks. “Here are your drinks sir.” Hongjoong pecked Seonghwa on the lips before he grabbed the two drinks, handing one of them to Seonghwa.
They joined their friends again. The table broke into snickers when they spotted the omega glancing at their table every so often. Seonghwa gritted his teeth, “I was trying to be nice because he knows who I am, but if he looks over one more time, I swear I’m gonna--” The omega chose that moment to look over. Seonghwa tried to lunge from his seat but Hongjoong caught him with a laugh, pulling him into his lap. “Joong, let me go. I’m gonna show that little shit that he’s looking in the wrong--” Hongjoong sunk his teeth into Seonghwa’s nape and the alpha went boneless. “He’s looking at you, Hwa. When you went all defensive, he thought it was hot. He’s been checking you out. I should be the one upset.” Seonghwa whined, before Hongjoong sunk his teeth in again, settling him. “You already know I’ve only ever been yours. From the beginning.” There was a happy hum from Hongjoong but he didn’t unlatch his teeth and Seonghwa let himself succumb to the fog.
“Why don’t you settle me like that, San? Hm? Are you afraid to get a little freaky in public?”
“I’m not Hongjoong, Woo. I’m not gonna fuck my mate on a gross table in a bar.”
“Gross table. How about the bathroom? They fucked in a bathroom. Four different times.”
“Just have Hongjoong fuck you if you are so unsatisfied.”
“Yunho, can you settle me like that? If I...get upset? It looks nice.”
“Mingi, sweetheart, we are the least kinky in this group. But if you want me to settle you in public like some asshole, then your wish is my command.”
“Yeah, San, why can’t you be more like Yunho?”
“Wooyoung, I will stuff that loud hole with something real soon if you don’t shut the fuck up.”
“Fucking try me, bitch.”
“You know, I was really flattered when you guys said you’d buy me drinks for graduation, but I’m honestly feeling like this is not about me at all.”
“Jongie, it’s time you accept that some things will never change.”
“Yeah, Jongie, Yeosang has been trying to get dicked down by your beta ass since you two met. It’s been 6 years. Make a fucking move.”
“Yeosang-hyung, wanna leave these assholes here and go watch a movie?”
“Only if you cross ‘get dicked down by your beta ass’ off my bucket list.”
“Okay.”
“Like okay you’ll dick me down? Or okay, let’s watch a movie.”
“Okay like we can fuck in the movie theater if we choose the back row.”
“Great. So Yeosang and Jongie aren’t even dating but Jongie agreed to give Yeosang some dick just because he asked--”
There was a sudden ruckus as San dragged Wooyoung towards the bathroom, a smirk on the omegas face the whole way. Seonghwa watched with blurry vision as Wooyoung sent their group a thumbs up and a wink. And Seonghwa decided that he really loved his pack. He really loved Hongjoong.