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Jeno met Jaemin when he was in his second year of university. If it wasn't so weird, he would have called their first ever encounter romantic.
Alas, it starts like this: Jaemin, the freshly graduated intern aspirant pulling his hair out in their local convenience store. Seated beside him is Jeno, slurping as much noodles as he can in the hopes of substituting all the alcohol in his body for carbs and cup ramen soup.
At first, Jeno is too preoccupied with eating as fast as he can to get to class on time that he does not notice the stanger on the brink of a mental breakdown next to him.
After a while though, muttered curses of fuck me fuck me oh my god is enough to divert his attention from his half empty cup of noodles to the sight of a distressed man with a loose tie hung around his neck.
On the table, a phone is propped against a water bottle and is paused on a youtube video. The top left of the screen reads: how to tie a tie for absolute dummies..
Jeno glances down at the strangers pathetic excuse of a knot, then up to the sight of a handsome face near into tears. Before Jeno can look away, he makes eye contact with the man, a long string of noodles hanging from his mouth.
Seemingly from getting caught, the stranger's lips wobble, and tears collect in his eyes at an alarming rate.
Embarrassed, Jeno power chews through his noodles and speedily swallows before coughing out a "Do you need help tying your tie?", just a little bit of remnant red soup spraying across the table.
Thankfully, or maybe not, the guy is too upset with his tie to notice. Said stranger is sobbing out a please before Jeno is even finished wiping his mouth.
That is how they first meet. Jaemin was fresh out of grad school, and having gone through his whole university life with a wearable tie (the pre-tied kind that you only had to slip around the neck), figuring out how to tie his tie in a convenience store minutes before his interview was the cherry on top to what was the worst month of his life.
Having met Jeno right at that particular day and time was the most romantic thing to probably happen in his 26 years of life.
And Jaemin will never let Jeno forget, often crooning and calling Jeno his savior and the reason for his success when the story is somehow brought up again. Jeno maintains his stance though, that it was weird.
It took months before they even met a second time, and it's not like the tie Jeno knotted for him actually helped Jaemin pass his interview; Jaemin was actually late, having spent fifteen minutes venting to a stranger in the convenience store.
Jaemin will brush it away, calling it a matter of semantics, and will tell anyone and everyone listening to the story that they were destiny.
Either way, Jaemin now has Jeno for all his tie related business- both for work and matters outside of work..
Jaemin, despite the age gap between himself and Jeno, could never forget the wide-eyed looking puppy offering him help as noodles hung below his chin.
Although Jeno himself would never admit out loud how cute their first meeting was, Jaemin did not get that experience out of his head until he met Jeno again the second time and finally shot his shot.
The second time around, Jaemin was finally his usual sexy self and not a mess. He had a new sexy high-paying entry level job, a brand spanking new apartment (courtesy of his parents), and a new and sexy Toyota company car.
According to his mom, all he was missing now was a partner to share it all with. His friends celebrate his new found success by taking him out to a bar, and its here that he meets Jeno a second time.
As he enters the comfort room of the bar after hours of chatting with friends, he catches a whiff of an oddly familiar scent of mint and lavender. Its only when he pairs the scent with the sight of a puppy leaning across a stall that it clicks- noodle tie saving boy. And well, the rest was history. Jaemin spent the rest of the night with Jeno, helping him sober up in the burger joint next door.
Jeno, now in his third year of university, has been dating Jaemin for over a year. Despite what some of his classmates say about his supposed sugar daddy, Jeno has never been happier to have offered help to a stranger.
Except maybe now, when a senior approaches him with a beer in hand.
"Hey Jeno, I heard you met your old man by offering to do him up. Why don't you help me with my knot too eh?" The sleaze bag says, glancing down at his visible bulge. The guy even goes so far as to bring his hand up to Jeno's neck to stroke him there, but before he can do anything further, Donghyuck, his best friend, is already standing up to grab the guy by his shirt to shove him to the side.
"Mark! Get this asshole out of here before I start doing something that might land me in jail," Donghyuck growls at his boyfriend. Soon, the drunken alpha is being dragged across the living room floor to outside the house, people making way for an angry Mark.
Jeno sags against the couch, not in the mood for partying anymore.
"What a fucking asshole. He was trying to scent you too, what the fuck? Did he think letting out that awful scent would woo you?" Donghyuck gripes, flopping down next to Jeno.
Jeno snatches the red cup in Donghyuck's hand and gulps it down in one go, not wanting to be sober any longer. "I have no idea what assholes like him think they accomplish by pulling shit like that. Do they think I find that crap hot? Jaemin was literally about to cry when I first met him," Jeno angrily says.
"...Are you saying you find crying men hot?"
"I can cry for you, babe," Mark says as he comes back, sitting on the edge of the sofa to be next to his boyfriend.
"But you already do, every night?" Donghyuck tilts his head back to look at Mark, teasing grin on his face and all signs of earlier annoyance gone.
Mark laughs before looking at Jeno, who was painfully wishing Jaemin was next to him right now. "Did that asshole try to scent you?"
Jeno scrunches his face, feeling dirtier in his clothes by the second. "Fuck, is his scent that strong? Do I not stay over at Jaemin's tonight?"
Mark and Donghyuck share a look before facing Jeno and his troubled pout. "If you don't go home to his apartment tonight like you promised, he's gonna know something's up. Anyway, it's not like its your fault. Just explain that there was a creep that got too close. I'm sure he'll understand."
Jeno pouts further, for some unknown reason feeling really sensitive and keyed up. "I just don't want to worry him." The more he thinks about it, the more Jeno feels like crying. He didn't even do anything to stop that sleezebag. Fuck, what is up with him today?
Donghyuck raises his eyebrows, leaning forward to smell Jeno better. "Dude, are you in pre-heat?"
Jeno's eyes widen, suddenly understanding what's had him feeling so jittery the whole week and wanting to de-stress in a weekend party.
"Oh no," he wails, tears filling rapidly in his eyes as he feels heat fill up his body all at once. Sudden awareness of his state makes it worse.
"I'm not supposed to have my heat until next week! Now Jaemin will think I'm some irresponsible college student. I even told him this morning I was fine to go to the party! But nooo now I'm in preheat and smelling like some other jerk," Jeno sobs, his pout now on full blast and puppy eyes even bigger than usual.
"Ah shit," Mark mumbles, watching in mild amusement as his boyfriend immediately tries to comfort their bestfriend.
As Donghyuck hugs Jeno, patting down his head with one hand, he extends his other hand behind him to give Mark his phone.
Mark understands what his boyfriend wants of him right away and gets hold of the phone, quickly inputting Donghyuck's password to text Jaemin.
hey man, this is mark
don't want to alarm u or anything but Jen is in pre-heat ahahaha
not that its funny
just
hes kinda crying rn and its cute bc he normally wouldnt be crying over what just happened
fuck im making it worse arent i
anyway just wanted to let u know in advance, we're dropping him off at urs soon
Satisfied with his save, Mark pockets the phone and instead fishes for his car keys.
Donghyuck now has Jeno stood up and propped against him, and soon the trio are out of the house and on the way to Jaemin's.
Jaemin is in the middle of typing a passive aggressive e-mail to his intern when he decides to check his phone for the time.
Seeing multiple messages from Donghyuck, he quickly swipes his phone open, worried something's happened to Jeno.
His stomach sinks as he reads the series of messages sent about 20 minutes ago, getting more concerned as he reads each one. As he stands up to prepare things for Jeno, he hears the doorbell ring. Jaemin quickly leaves his office and jogs past the living room before he's opening the door to a teary-eyed Jeno standing all alone outside his apartment.
Jaemin pulls the boy in for a hug, securely wrapping his arms around him and kissing the side of his cheeks down to his neck to calm him down, except-
"What is that smeel? This isn't how you usually smell during pre-heat," Jaemin says, pulling back from the hug to have a look at Jeno. Except Jeno is hugging the life out of him, whimpering as he squashes his face into Jaemin's neck.
The 27 year old alpha gets even more worried and brings Jeno in, closing the door behind them. He picks Jeno up and carries him to the bedroom, the whole time Jeno whimpering into his neck, and each second driving him mad with worry as he thinks of all the possible things that could have happened at the party.
"Hey baby, can you calm down for me? What's going on?" He whispers as he lowers him down onto the bed, successfully detaching Jeno from the home he's made in his neck.
"..Some alpha tried scenting me today.. and it's partly because my heat is starting and I didn't even know! I swear I didn't mean it! I just felt so strung up the whole week and I wanted to unwind today, I'm not irresponsible about heats ok I swear you know tha-"
Before Jeno could continue and dig himself into an anxious hole, Jaemin calmly shushes him, cupping his face with both hands so that Jeno looks at him. "Don't worry, Jen. It's not your fault, whether you're in preheat or not. I know you're not irresponsible, ok?"
Despite the anger he feels simmering at the thought of someone trying to scent Jeno, he pushes it aside for now to calm the boy down through his heat-intensified emotions.
He places Jeno's head on a pillow and continues trying to bring him down from his sniffles, "I'm not upset at you, ok Jen? So I need you to breathe in and out for me," Jaemin noses along Jeno's neck, silently chasing away the awful foreign scent on his baby.
"That's right, just like that Jen," he says as he mouths around Jeno's collarbone, finally hearing Jeno's breathing calm down.
For now, Jaemin is satisfied having scented Jeno to this extent and leans back on his hand to look over Jeno.
His omega is gazing at him cutely, nose red and blinking every so often. "I love you," Jeno mumbles cutely.
Jaemin smiles, all previous stress gone in the blink of an eye. "I love you more."
Then Jeno is making grabby hands at Jaemin, and Jaemin is falling on top of his body to cocoon him. He inhales the scent of fresh mint and lavender that's mixed with his own scent of sandalwood and jasmine, and feels the physical tension bleed out of him now that he's hugging Jeno against him.
He doesn't know how long they stay like that, but soon after he's blinking his eyes awake to the sound of Jeno's whining and the sickeningly sweet smell of lavender and spicy mint invading his senses. There is an intense warmth radiating below him and soon he's rolling next to Jeno to wake him up.
"Hey baby, I think you're heat is starting," Jaemin says as he soothes his hand down Jeno's stomach, where he's been unconsciously scratching at.
Jeno faces Jaemin, apparently having been awake the whole time. "I didn't want to wake you up. I know you've been tired working recently," he confesses, but his face scrunches as the pain starts to escalate.
"Never do that again. Wake me up whenever, ok?" Jaemin leans in to finally, finally kiss Jeno on the lips for the first time that night. As Jaemin pulls Jeno's body closer to his, their kiss turns heated and Jeno is licking into his mouth with fervor.
Jaemin opens his mouth wider and lets Jeno have his fun for a while before he takes control of the kiss and is rolling on top of Jeno to pin his hands up by his head. Knowing Jeno's heat is about to hit full force, he separates from the kiss despite Jeno's whining to get all their clothes off.
When all layers between them have been peeled off and discarded, Jaemin immediately goes back to the irresistible sight of a pink-tinted Jeno splayed out on his bed, bleary and lustful eyed just for him.
Jaemin goes back to molding his lips against Jeno's, sliding his hands down from his arms to his abdomen, all the way down to where slick has started spilling out of Jeno's hole. He circles Jeno's rim, feeling it tremble as he circles around the sensitive area. "Mhmm, all this for me, babe?" He collects slick on his finger before slowly inserting the tip of it in as Jeno shakily exhales.
Jeno pushes down to get Jaemin's finger in deeper, but Jaemin holds him down by the hips and takes his time swiveling his finger inside Jeno.
Jeno whines in between kisses, trying to communicate his need for more, licking into Jaemin's mouth desperately.
Taking pity on him, Jaemin adds a second digit and scissors his fingers, his other hand crawling up to trace around Jeno's nipple.
Soon Jeno's a sweating and moaning mess on the bed as Jaemin is twisting three fingers in and out of his wet hole. Normally, he likes to play this out longer and slower, have Jeno begging on the slow sensual ride of his fingers exploring his insides, likes to have Jeno shaking and writhing on nothing but pure unhurried contortions of his hand before they go any further.
But as an obscene amount of slick continue to rush out of Jeno, Jaemin knows his heat is now at its peak and is need of relief. So Jaemin takes his fingers out, spreading the wetness that has collected on his fingers to smooth over his own hardness and gives himself a few pumps before lining himself up to Jeno's wet hole.
He groans as the head of his cock penetrates Jeno's hole, the tight heat constricting around the head so nicely. Jaemin slowly pushes in, loving the moans Jeno lets out as he feels his cock finally slide inside Jeno's walls. They both let out a moan when Jaemin bottoms out, and Jeno is already shaking despite not having done much.
"Please, Jaem please, I can't wait-" Jeno's pleads get cut short as Jaemin slams into him, starting a rhythm that has them both panting into each others mouth.
"Hnng," Jeno moans as Jaemin leans back from his red swollen lips, a string of saliva clinging on to both their lips.
"You feel so good for me Jeno-yah, always so good," Jaemin says, holding down Jeno's hips as he thrusts a bit higher, finally hitting the spot that has Jeno wailing in pleasure.
Soon, Jeno is sobbing into his arm as Jaemin is abusing that one spot, hitting it dead on each time he rams his hips forward.
"Arm out of your mouth baby, I want to hear you," Jaemin says, never once faltering in speed or power in pushing his cock deep into Jeno's wet heat.
"Ahhh, it feels too- hnnng good, aahh!" Jeno cries when Jaemin bends down to suck a nipple into his mouth.
"That's it, baby." He puckers his lips around the perked pink nipple, then licks around it before nipping at it with his teeth.
At this point Jeno is so lost in the pleasure saliva is trickling from the side of his mouth, and with one particularly harsh slap of his hips against Jeno's ass, driving his dick in so deep Jeno that he sees it protrude from his stomach, Jeno comes with a high pitched wail, white spluttering from his untouched cock.
Jaemin slows down, giving the boy enough time to recuperate, Jeno's chest heaving up and down from the force of his orgasm.
He feels a sudden possessiveness wash over him, watching a heavy lidded Jeno panting on his bed. The anger that he pushed down a while ago rears its head out from its hiding place, feeling all sorts of irritated that someone would try to scent his omega while he was gone.
Jaemin goes back to nosing Jeno's neck while he waits, sucking on his neck and leaving as many pretty bruises as he can, all the while Jeno lets his pleasure be known by letting his hands roam the expanse of Jaemin's back.
Once he deems Jeno ready enough, he goes straight back to pounding into Jeno, anger propelling him to make Jeno feel him inside, to let Jeno know who could make him feel this good alone.
"I love seeing you like this," Jaemin breathes against his lips, swallowing all of his incomprehensible keening.
"Do you feel good, mhmm my omega?" And because he feels like he's close, throbbing inside Jeno from how well his omega takes him, he curls his fingers around Jeno's cock.
"HNNGG, s-so good, Jaemin-ah ahhh," Jeno moans, fresh tears spilling from his eyes at the new onslaught of pleasure floods his senses.
As he slides his hand up and down Jeno's cock, Jeno's walls constrict tighter around him and he feels the tight heat coiling inside him let go to the sweet sound of Jeno whimpering his name. He drops his head down onto Jeno's shoulder, weakly thrusting his hips as pure ecstasy fills his veins.
At the feeling of hot semen filling him up, Jeno too feels himself overcome with pleasure a second time. Jaemin heightens the feeling by biting on his neck, and Jeno can't help the scream he lets out, legs twitching out of his control as he rides the high, slick pouring out of him in waves. His claiming mark throbs, Jaemin licking the bite over it with his tongue, and Jeno can do nothing but lay there and take it. After a while the hand on his dick starts getting too much, and he lets his discomfort be known by whining in Jaemin's ears.
"Just one more, baby," Jaemin pants, continuing his ministrations on Jeno's once again hard dick.
"I, I dont know if I c-can," Jeno sobs, but the heat is returning to his abdomen, and pleasure starts to override the pain.
"One more for me," Jaemin peppers kisses along his jaw, trailing down until he's sucking on the sensitive spot just above Jeno's collarbone.
A few minutes and another stream of white across Jaemin's abdomen later, Jaemin lets go of Jeno's cock and pulls out of him, sitting back on his heels.
He stares at a fucked out Jeno, chest rising up and down and upper body littered with his love marks. "So perfect for me, Jeno-yah. My good boy."
Jeno smiles, his signature crescent eyes a cute contrast to the absolute pornographic sight of his body. "Your boy."