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Wonwoo forcefully dropped down in the lecture hall chair between his two classmate friends, the little table attached to it shaking a bit.
“Uh oh,” Seungkwan said on Wonwoo’s left side.
“Uh oh is right,” Jeonghan followed up from the other side, both omegas eyeing their friend.
Wonwoo let out a sigh, running his fingers through his newly dyed lavender locks before glaring forward at the empty podium where the class waited for their professor to enter and begin class.
Seungkwan blinked. Jeonghan blinked. It was a beautiful autumn Wednesday. Nothing should have been so upsetting on such a nice day.
“What happened?” the youngest of the three asked cautiously, turning in his seat to face the grumpy omega.
“I’m pissed off at Kim Mingyu,” Wonwoo immediately shared, crossing his arms over his chest. “He’s an asshole.”
Seungkwan pushed his lips out while turning to look at Jeonghan, giving him the eye contact that said ‘I never had a boyfriend to be pissed at. You take care of it,’ which was returned with a look from Jeonghan that retorted ‘neither have I! How should I know?!’
‘Just say something nice,’ Seungkwan spoke with a look.
‘Why don’t you say something nice then?’ Jeonghan responded with another look.
“Can you stop talking with your eyeballs? It’s annoying me too,” Wonwoo grumbled, pushing his hands out and placing his palms on his friend's face, immediately shutting up their eye-contact talk.
“Okay, okay,” Jeonghan said aloud, moving the omega’s hand off his face. “What happened? Why are you mad at Mingyu?”
“He’s an asshole.” Wonwoo crossed a leg over the other, arms still over his chest.
“Are you pouting?” Seungkwan inquired, a hint of a smile on his lips while the older omega scoffed and turned his glare towards the youngest of the group.
“No. I’m mad .”
Jeonghan poked Wonwoo in the cheek, gaining his attention. “Why is your boyfriend an asshole? He seems so dotting and spoils you rotten to the core.”
The omega sighed, slouching in his seat. “He’s not an asshole per say. He’s just been… ignoring me.”
“What do you mean Mr. Perfect Alpha has been ignoring you?” Seungkwan gasped dramatically while Wonwoo rolled his eyes.
“At first I just thought, I dunno, I was overthinking things. But…” Wonwoo paused, picking at the ends of his sweater paws. “...he’s been avoiding coming back to the dorm until late at night. He’s canceled lunch on me twice this week. And when I asked him if he noticed my new hair color, he said it was ‘cool’ and then walked away to shower without me.”
“Oh no, not you guys having to shower separately,” Seungkwan cooed with a tease to his voice, earning him a light punch to his arm from Wonwoo.
“I think he hates me right now and I don’t know what I did wrong.”
Jeonghan’s gaze softened at the ranting omega beside him who was undoubtedly pouting now. Wonwoo was not one to complain about things or talk about his relationship much unless he and Seungkwan pried, so to have the omega voice his feelings right now had Jeonghan sympathizing.
“Hate is definitely not in Mingyu’s vocabulary when it comes to you, Wonungie,” Jeonghan said, ruffling his friend’s pretty purple colored hair. “You are literally his entire world.”
“Well he’s avoiding his entire world right now,” Wonwoo said with a sigh.
Seungkwan wrapped his arms around Wonwoo placing his chin on the older omega’s shoulder. “Try to talk to him, hyung. I’m sure Mingyu will explain himself.”
Wonwoo sighed and nodded. “I’ll try again. As long as he doesn’t run away for the fifth time.”
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Obsidian eyes peeked over an open book that covered most of his face before hiding back behind the pages.
One minute passed.
Another one.
Wonwoo peeked out behind his book again, watching the entrance to the dorm building for a certain someone while hiding in the common room.
Another minute passed.
And bingo— in walked Wonwoo’s target.
Even with the hood of his sweater pulled up over his head, the omega knew his alpha anywhere.
Snapping the book shut, Wonwoo silently waited for Mingyu to get into the elevator before taking the next one up.
His boyfriend had canceled their lunch date again earlier that day right after talking to Jeonghan and Seungkwan and with his bubbling annoyance spilling over, Wonwoo skipped his 3pm class to confront Mingyu.
Opening the door, Wonwoo quickly stepped through before shutting it loudly with his back against the wooden frame blocking the door as if anticipating the alpha would try to leave. With how Mingyu had been acting and how much the omega felt the alpha was avoiding him, the idea of his boyfriend trying to escape wasn’t completely off the table. And Wonwoo wasn’t going to let him slip by this time.
Whipping his head to stare at the unexpected intruder, Mingyu blinked, shock evident upon his features. “Wha–”
“You canceled lunch to come back to the dorms and…” Wonwoo finally took a moment to notice the duffle Mingyu held and the fist full of clothes that was half way shoved into the overnight bag. “...pack clothes?” he asked softly, staring at his roommate’s hoodie that Wonwoo favored, hanging out of the bag.
“I…W-what are you doing here? Don’t you have class, love?” Mingyu shifted the bag slightly behind him, but it was of no use, Wonwoo had definitely seen it.
Obsidian eyes moved to meet the alpha’s own dark set. “I skipped it.”
“Not a good habit, hyung. You should set a good example,” Mingyu joked with an awkward laugh, scrubbing his free hand against his forehead.
“Where are you going, Min?” the omega asked, gaze weighted with seriousness that subsided whatever light joke Mingyu was trying to hide behind.
“Uh, I, uh…”
Stepping forward into the small room, Wonwoo kept his eyes on every movement his alpha made, noticing seemingly insignificant gestures like the small tug against the neck of his hoodie, or the tightening of Mingyu’s grip around the straps of his duffle bag, or the perspiration upon the taller man’s forehead… the omega took note of it all. Something was wrong.
“Are you sick?” Wonwoo asked, concern laced within his words as he reached up to feel Mingyu’s forehead.
Snapping his own hand upward, Mingyu encircled the omega’s wrist in a tight grip, stopping Wonwoo in his tracks before the latter could touch him.
The sudden, unexpected action drew a quick inhale from the omega who felt a sudden chill run down his back while a contrary heat ignited in his gut.
“Don’t,” the alpha said, head bowed down slightly while the hood that still covered his head shadowed his features slightly.
They stayed like that for a moment before Mingyu exhaled heavily, letting Wonwoo’s wrist go as if had burned him suddenly. Stumbling backwards, the younger man shook his head. “I’m okay. It’s okay. Sorry. I…uh. I just have to take care of something. And I– uh, I just have to go–”
As he spoke, the alpha stepped back, grabbing the half packed bag and pushed past Wonwoo making a beeline for the door.
With a harsh glare, Wonwoo swiftly slipped in front of Mingyu, slamming his own back against the door, blocking it once again before his roommate could grasp the door handle.
“No.”
“Wonwoo. Move.” It was almost growled out.
Locking his jaw, the omega planted his feet stubbornly and stared up at the slightly taller man. “No,” he repeated. If Mingyu wanted to leave so badly, he’d have to toss Wonwoo aside, and the omega was 99.9% sure Mingyu would never do that. “It’s pissing me off that you keep canceling on me or coming home late when you think I’m sleeping, or texting me you’re studying in the library till late, when we both know you don’t study and just get good grades naturally, which is also annoying–”
“You don’t– fuck, hyung just move ,” Mingyu growled fists tightening as if he was holding himself back from slamming a hole into the wall.
Mingyu was rarely ever short tempered, the man’s tolerance was like that of a saint. So to see his alpha struggling to maintain whatever thread of restraint he had left worried the omega.
“Talk to me, Min. What the hell is going on?” Wonwoo asked firmly, brows knitted together. “Where are you going? Why are you avoiding me?”
“I’m not. I just…I mean, I can’t–”
Frustration surged through the omega at his alpha not communicating like he was usually so capable of doing. “Can’t what ? Look at me, Mingyu.” Reaching up, Wonwoo tugged the alpha’s hood off his head to try and meet Mingyu’s eyes.
And suddenly the omega’s breath was caught in his throat at the slam of strong cinnamon and the unmistakable scent of lust swirling around them.
Wonwoo's heart raced and his body instantly burned with desire. “Gyu…”
His alpha was probably less than half an hour from going into rut, and by the looks of it, he was probably overdue by a few days as well.
Wonwoo had noticed Mingyu’s scent diminishing from their dorm room through the week and wondered about it for only a moment, only shrugging it off as “maybe some alpha thing.” But now, the not-so-presumptuous idea of Mingyu taking suppressants and slapping on patches to subside and hide any indication of his oncoming rut fit the puzzle pieces of his absent alpha (and his lack of scent) together.
“I have to get out of here, Wonwoo,” Mingyu croaked out. His pupils were blown wide yet softness still lingered there. Meanwhile, sweat dampened the younger man’s forehead and he looked antsy and shaky.
Gently placing the palm of his hand against the alpha’s burning cheeks, Wonwoo stepped closer to his boyfriend’s body, the scent of soft peach mingling perfectly with the spice of Mingyu’s cinnamon. “Stay with me,” Wonwoo whispered, his other hand intertwining with Mingyu’s fingers by their side as his thumb softly caressed the alpha’s inner wrist soothingly. “Don’t go.”
“I want to stay,” Mingyu said, voice horse as he slipped his arm around his boyfriend’s waist, pulling him close and dropping his forehead against Wonwoo’s own. “I really fucking want to…but…”
The omega’s eyes softened at the unsaid words. Even in a state where biology was supposed to dictate reason, Mingyu fought it to protect his omega.
“You won’t hurt me,” Wonwoo assured gently, stepping even closer so that their bodies were mere centimeters apart, heat radiating in the tiny space between them.
“I’d hate myself if I did,” the alpha rasped, swallowing hard. His eyes closed as he inhaled the subtle, sweet scent of his omega in front of him.
Wonwoo moved his head slightly so his lips brushed over Mingyu’s, his own eyes heavily lidded. “Please stay. I’ll be okay,” he soothed, thumb caressing the taller man’s cheek. “You won’t hurt me. I promise.”
Mingyu felt every fiber in his being crave his omega, the restraint he had tried to keep tight for days slowly crumbling at the words Wonwoo professed.
“Mingyu, I’m here.” Leaning up the tiniest bit, Wonwoo stole a small kiss that could be barely called a kiss, rather an innocent brush of lips. “Will you let me take care of you?”
Letting a small laugh slip from his lips at those familiar words he had once said to his omega during his first heat, Mingyu pulled his boyfriend against his chest, dropping his forehead down against Wonwoo’s shoulder. “I love you, you know that?”
“I know.” Wonwoo smiled, stroking his alpha’s damp locks for a few silent moments before pulling back to meet Mingyu’s darkened eyes. “Let’s take a shower, okay? Come on.”
Letting Wonwoo lead him to the in-dorm shower with their fingers still entwined, Mingyu focused on the omega’s cool touch, reveling in his senses taking over, that addictive velvety peach scent enveloping his head.
Encircling his arms around Wonwoo’s shoulders, Mingyu attached himself to his omega’s back, causing the other man to stumble a bit, slim fingers clutching lightly at the alpha’s forearms that clung to him protectively.
Smiling, the omega leaned into the hold and let Mingyu scent him, tilting his head to the side as his eyes fluttered shut.
“You should have told me,” Wonwoo murmured, a fire burning in his belly as the man behind him nosed against his neck, hot breaths prickling the omega’s skin. “I told you I wanted it.”
Mingyu grinned, placing a light kiss to his boyfriend’s neck where his scent was the strongest. “Always eager, aren’t we,” he teased.
Playfully scoffing, Wonwoo waddled a few steps towards the shower with the alpha still attached to him. “And you alway promise next time, but don’t give it to me,” he shot back while flicking on the shower, reaching out to feel the temperature. “I was starting to think you didn’t actually want me.”
It was said lightheartedly, but Mingyu immediately turned his omega around to face him, hand cupping Wonwoo’s face ever so gently.
“I’ll always want you,” he rasped, eyes locked in obsidian. “I only ever wanted you. And I’m scared that if I get this, if I get a taste, I won’t be able to stop.” Mingyu’s eyes spoke a thousand more unsaid words to Wonwoo in the few seconds of silence between them, steam from the running shower head beginning to envelop the already heated room.
“Then don’t stop,” the omega whispered, hands moving up and unclasping the button of the alpha’s pants, dragging the zipper down slowly. “I want all of you too, Min,” he breathed.
Slipping his hands under his boyfriend’s hoodie, Wonwoo pushed the fabric up and over the taller man’s head, tossing the thick material aside all the while holding his gaze with Mingyu’s own.
A large, warm hand found its way back to the omega’s cheek, thumb caressing soft skin, before sliding down the slim column of Wonwoo’s neck where he could feel every swallow, every inhale, every beating pulse of his omega’s life in the palm of his hand. It was fucking arousing and Mingyu’s eyes were glued to his own fingers as if in a trance while the entire scene had the omega wet between his legs.
“Shower,” Wonwoo reminded with a whisper, fingers lightly tracing up his boyfriend’s abdomen and chest. The single word had Mingyu lowering his hand to let his dotting omega finish undressing him until every inch of golden, sun-kissed skin was bare.
In a beautiful contrast, Wonwoo slowly exposed his own ivory color as he stripped himself, eyes carefully watching Mingyu’s own gaze that drank in every purposeful movement.
Reaching out, the omega hooked a finger around his boyfriend’s thumb and led them under the pour of the shower. The warm water felt like it was burning into Mingyu’s skin, but in such a way that he never wanted it to stop.
“Do you want it cooler?” Wonwoo asked.
Mingyu shook his head. “No. It’s good for now.”
In the shower, a small built-in seat protruded from the corner opposite of the shower head. Wonwoo made Mingyu sit there, the alpha’s larger frame not quite fitting comfortably, but it wasn’t even a thought because his entire focus was on deft fingers massaging his scalp and gently comping shampoo through his hair.
“Good?” Wonwoo hummed.
Mingyu closed his eyes and nodded before he dropped his forehead against the omega’s abdomen, rivulets of soap and water streaming down his face. “I like this,” he murmured, an arm lifting to wrap around his naked omega, pulling him closer, even if it was only half a centimeter.
Wonwoo chuckled, continuing his gentle massages until all the suds had been rinsed from the alpha’s hair.
Meanwhile, Mingyu kept himself busy with placing small kisses to his omega’s stomach and chest. And what started as short, innocent pecks soon turned to languid kisses against Wonwoo’s torso, Mingyu’s tongue dragging hot stripes along the omega’s wet skin.
Wonwoo’s unsteady breaths filled the shower, his head tilted back slightly, eyes closed, and his fingers tangling through Mingyu’s dark locks. A moan that slipped from his lips encouraged the alpha’s ministrations, leading to a large hand smoothing over Wonwoo’s ass, fingers dragging teasingly between his heat.
Slick substantially coated Mingyu’s digits as he continued his teasing caresses while the omega in his hold panted out his name, nails moving to dig into his shoulders.
“Min,” Wonwoo moaned, head lolling to the side as his alpha pushed a finger deeper inside of him while lips attached themselves to a pert nipple that was gently rolled between Mingyu’s teeth.
The hot slick that coated his fingers drove the alpha a little insane, a low growl resounding in his chest at imagining shoving his tongue in his omega’s heat, lapping up every ounce of Wonwoo, or shoving his fingers in his omega’s mouth and making him taste how fucking addictive he was.
“Fuck, hyung,” Mingyu groaned as skillful fingers wrapped around the alpha’s cock that stood proud against his stomach. Even if they hadn’t gone all the way, months of handjobs had perfected Wonwoo’s expertise and had the alpha coming within seconds.
Tilting Mingyu’s chin up, Wonwoo leaned down and captured the other man’s lips, his fingers still stroking the alpha’s length languidly. “You’re burning,” he murmured against Mingyu’s lips.
“If I were more in my right mind, I’d come up with some witty comment of how you make me hot, baby,” Mingyu said through a grin.
Wonwoo snorted, turning around and lowering the temperature, the pour of the water turning cooler and making his skin break out in goosebumps.
“C’mere.” Mingyu wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s midsection, pulling Wonwoo against his chest. “I’m not done with you yet, love.” Lips sucked the omega’s neck while the alpha’s hands felt up Wonwoo’s lithe body from the tip of the older man’s cock to the pink buds on his chest that begged to be twisted, pulled and bitten.
Wonwoo grinned, resting his head against his alpha. “Good.”
Less than ten minutes found the two stumbling naked back into their room, limbs still damp as they hungrily clawed at each other.
Pinning Wonwoo against the wall, Mingyu devoured his omega’s lips and trailed his kisses down onto his neck, leaving reddened marks that would undoubtedly turn an elegant shade of purple and blue. Hands gripped Wonwoo’s hips while the older man’s fingers stroked Mingyu’s cock with intent and purpose while stuttering out the alpha’s name.
“Gyu–ngh–bed,” Wonwoo whined out, throwing his arms around the taller man before he was suddenly hoisted up, his legs wrapping around Mingyu’s waist.
Wonwoo couldn’t help but let out a giggle at the manhandling before he was set gently on the beds that were pushed together to make a larger one, back flat against the sheets as Mingyu fit himself between the omega’s legs that were bent at the knee.
The unbearable heat was back, licking at Mingyu’s insides and coiling in the pit of his gut. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself deep inside his omega and fill him completely until Wonwoo was squirming and begging for more and–
“Fuck,” Mingyu cursed, shaking his head and pulling back to sit on his knees. Scrubbing his face, Mingyu breathed, trying to shake the fog from his head that wanted to take over, instinct craving to steal control.
“Hey,” Wonwoo whispered, sitting up and reaching out to take his alpha’s hand. “Talk to me.”
Mingyu peered at his gorgeous omega who he thought deserved the entire world, one which he would gladly give to him if he ever could.
“I didn’t… it wasn’t supposed to be like this… for our first time,” the alpha said like a disgruntled puppy.
Wonwoo’s smile softened as he leaned forward to place a tiny kiss to Mingyu’s cheek. “It’s perfectly us though, isn’t it?”
Mingyu let out a small laugh at that, recalling their very first confession through the bathroom door while Wonwoo was in an unexpected heat after being deemed a beta for so long. Mingyu wouldn’t have changed it for the world though, and at this moment, how they were about to indulge in the all-consuming burn of desire right now, it was safe to say Wonwoo wouldn’t have it any other way either.
“You’ll be good to me,” Wonwoo whispered, eyes already half hooded. “I promise.” His hand gently pulled Mingyu towards him as the omega’s back met with the mattress again, the alpha’s body hovering over Wonwoo’s. “Take me,” the omega coaxed, eyes glassy yet filled with resolution. “Mingyu, I’m yours.”
With those words uttered, the alpha smashed their lips together in a searing kiss that Wonwoo believed rivaled the sun’s burning heat. Hands were all over skin, feeling every smooth plane of each other’s body while tongues licked sensually against each other as if it were the first time tasting.
Pushing the omega’s legs apart, Mingyu rubbed two fingers against his lover’s wet entrance, easily pushing in and earning a pretty gasp from the man beneath his frame.
“Good, baby?” the alpha asked, pace deep and steady.
Only letting out small pants as an answer, Wonwoo opened his legs wider, hooking his knees over his hands just as Mingyu taught him previously when they explored with the alpha fingering him.
“Good boy,” Mingyu praised through a growl, his body reacting to his omega spread underneath him. Adding two more fingers, the alpha continued to stretch Wonwoo, soothing the mewling omega with his scent encompassing the tiny room.
“Min-ah,” Wonwoo moaned, eyes fluttering open. “Please. You,” he begged, a hand desperately tugging at the alpha’s wrist.
“I got you, love,” Mingyu groaned, pumping his fingers a few more times into the older man before pulling out. “I got you.”
Mouth salivating at the mere thought of his cock being sucked into that wet heat, fucking his omega senseless, the alpha brushed a thumb gently over the inviting hole eliciting a flood of hot slick that taunted him.
Feeling Mingyu pull back, a whine slipped from Wonwoo’s throat that soon turned into an overstimulated cry upon feeling the alpha’s mouth and tongue lapping and sucking at his entrance.
“Gyu,” the omega panted out, hands moving to tangle between Mingyu’s thick hair. A sudden itch inside of Wonwoo crawled up and settled in the pit of his stomach. His skin prickled and his blood felt like it was boiling. He wanted, needed , something more.
A familiar decadently sweet, needy scent spiked and it had every muscle in Mingyu’s body going rigid.
Wonwoo was going into heat.
Reacting to the needs of his alpha, the omega slipped into a rut-induced heat, body wanting and willing to be filled.
“Fuck, baby,” Mingyu grunted, scraping his teeth against Wonwoo’s inner thighs. “You’re driving me insane. More than you already do.”
Moaning, Wonwoo’s grip on the alpha’s hair tightened before the omega came, white ribbons adorning his naked torso while stray splatters reached his chin and the tip of his nose.
Smirking, pupils dilated and eyes hazy, Mingyu crawled over Wonwoo, his larger frame hovering above the sweaty omega before he gently wiped away the small remnants of Wonwoo’s pleasure off his flawless face.
Closing his eyes at the touch and trying to catch his breath, Wonwoo couldn’t help but notice the burn that still flared in his gut even after coming. He didn’t know why until he felt Mingyu slowly, gently, slide his thick cock inch by inch into Wonwoo’s heat. And then he knew.
“More,” the omega rasped, keeping his glassy eyes on the alpha’s hips that slowly rocked into him while his own hand instinctively slid over his stomach. “All of it,” Wonwoo whispered, moving his sight up to meet Mingyu’s dark gaze. “I want it all.”
Not making his omega ask twice, Mingyu fucked his cock inside of Wonwoo before slowly dragging it back out, the older man’s earlier orgasm helpfully easing the alphas full cock inside of him.
Fingernails clawed at Mingyu’s shoulder blades as the younger man thrusted back in quicker, a rhythm falling into place as he fucked into Wonwoo’s heat.
“You’re doing so well,” the alpha praised, leaning down and kissing the omega's sweaty forehead, purple colored strands sticking to it, while Wonwoo’s eyes closed and his mouth parted. “Always so good.”
Preening under the pampering words, Wonwoo’s walls clung to Mingyu’s cock as the omega began to squirm, body wanting to release itself for a second time.
“Min-gyu,” he moaned, completely blissed over with the unrelenting thrusts deep into his body. He wanted this, needed this. And yet it still didn’t feel like enough.
“I’m coming, baby,” Mingyu groaned, hips rolling and moving his cock euphorically against a certain blissful spot inside the omega.
His stomach twisted as he held back as long as he could, wanting his boyfriend to come undone first. That was until Wonwoo whispered, “knot me, Min,” ever so softly and beautifully, like he had practiced saying it a million times before.
Mingyu came with his lover's name on his lips, cum claiming Wonwoo’s walls, while his knot formed at the base of his cock. Pushing deeper into Wonwoo, the alpha kept a hawk-like gaze on his omega features, picking apart every expression, determining pleasurable pain from actual hurt and discomfort.
Meanwhile, beneath his hovering alpha, Wonwoo focused on his breath, one hand flat against Mingyu’s chest while the other wrist was encompassed by larger fingers, a comforting tight squeeze given anytime the stretch felt too much.
If Wonwoo thought his head was up in cloud nine before, being totally filled with his alpha's knot had him completely delirious.
“You’re so perfect, love,” Mingyu cooed, his words muffled in Wonwoo’s dizzy head. “My pretty omega.”
Whatever stupid, silly butterflies Wonwoo had caged up in his chest after knowing Mingyu for over 20 years escaped and fluttered around his stomach upon hearing his alphas words.
After being pronounced as a beta (and not even a true beta at that since he has no scent, no beta marker) never in a million years did Wonwoo think he'd ever hear such praise that would make his heart pound in his chest, much less from his most favorite person in the whole whole.
“Min-ah, I—“ Eyes squeezed shut, Wonwoo came again, smaller spurts adding to the mess on his skin, before he could even warn his lover.
Attaching his lips to his omega’s neck, Mingyu sucked against Wonwoo’s scent gland possessively with his knot buried deep inside the older man. His heart rate slowed down as he listened to Wonwoo’s own, the burn inside the alpha’s body simmering down to a bearable heat.
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Shifting in bed, Mingyu only realized he had fallen asleep as he blinked his eyes open, his cock stiff once again and a renewed fire coursing throughout his body.
Sitting up on his elbows, Mingyu took note of the clothes that were piled around him, a mixture of his and Wonwoo’s favorite pieces scattered around the mattress in an orderly mess. Bottles of water and snacks that were usually kept under their bed or in the closet, were tucked in pockets between clothes along with some towels and wipes.
The alpha smiled. It was the perfect little nest his omega had made while Mingyu was sleeping, instinct undeniably dictating his boyfriend’s conduct.
Finding Wonwoo snacking away at something cutely in the alpha’s hoodie, Mingyu smiled fondly while sitting up, hand running through his own disheveled hair.
“Taste good?” he asked, voice rough and low with sleep before he cleared it, the sheets pooling around his naked waist.
Peeking over his shoulder, Wonwoo grinned, crawling back over to his alpha. “Hey, you’re awake.” He placed a peck to his boyfriend’s nose lovingly.
“Hey, you,” Mingyu murmured, mirroring his omega’s smile, fingers brushing repetitively over the soft skin of Wonwoo’s inner thighs. “What are you eating?”
Pulling out a pepero stick, the omega pushed it past Mingyu’s lips.
“Not very sustainable,” the alpha teased, while munching on the treat nonetheless before swallowing. “I have fruit in the fridge,” Mingyu said, jutting his chin towards the mini fridge that was housed under his dorm desk across the room.
Giving a happy hum, Wonwoo climbed out of bed. The large hoodie he wore barely covered his bottom half, his slim thighs and long legs gorgeously on display. After several seconds, the omega returned back to the bed with a container full of grapes, apple slices and watermelon.
“You pre-cut these?” Wonwoo asked, hopping back into the bed and opening the tupperware while plopping a grape in his mouth.
“Yeah,” Mingyu answered, letting the omega feed him a cube of watermelon. “I like fruit.”
“Me too,” Wonwoo grinned. “Now I know where to steal it from.”
Smirking, Mingyu reached out to his omega, stealing the container from Wonwoo’s hand and placing it aside. “C’mere, I want you,” he murmured as Wonwoo laughed, crawling onto his boyfriend's lap.
“I want you too,” the omega said, lips placing soft kisses to the alpha's heated skin before capturing Mingyu’s lips in a hot kiss, arms thrown around his lover’s neck.
A roaming hand traveled up and under the hoodie Wonwoo wore, fingers brushing against smooth, velvety skin while the other snaked up the older man's nape and tugged at the ends of the omega's lavender colored locks, the action causing Wonwoo to lightly gasp and tilt his head back, throat completely exposed.
"I didn't get to compliment you're new hair, did I," Mingyu muttered against the bare column of skin, finger still gripping his lover's prettily dyed hair.
"You said it was 'cool'," Wonwoo recalled, a small hint of distaste heard with the said word. "And then you ran off."
Making the omega meet his darkened gaze, Mingyu stole a kiss, tongue swiping against Wonwoo's own in an almost apologetic manner before he pulled back. "I love it," the alpha said, finger's tangling between the strands and once again tugging at them firmly to show just how much he did like it. "It was driving me insane, how pretty you look, Jeon Wonwoo."
Mewling at the rough handling, the omega happily hummed with the compliment he finally got from his alpha.
Moving his weight to his knees, Wonwoo got up slightly, only to reach behind and guide Mingyu’s throbbing cock into his wet hole.
Watching his omega from this angle – head thrown back, eyes shut and mouth parted as he lowered himself onto Mingyu’s cock – the alpha realized a lifelong dream he didn’t fucking know he had.
“Oh god,” Wonwoo groaned, brows furrowed as he clutched onto Mingyu’s shoulders. Fucking himself on his alpha’s cock was a completely different feeling, one he undoubtedly knew he could get addicted to.
“Keep going, baby,” Mingyu encouraged, large hands holding Wonwoo’s waist and lower back with immense care. “You’re doing so good.”
Unabashedly letting his voice fill the small dorm room, Wonwoo increased his pace, bouncing atop the thick cock, hitting places deep inside of him that sent the omega’s head spiraling.
Cursing, Mingyu committed the intensity of the moment to memory; every sound, every feeling, every burn inside his body, every unlocked expression he could pull from Wonwoo. If this was what it would be like spending his rut with his omega, Mingyu was actually looking forward to it every single damn time.
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“I think it’s time for you to wake up now.”
Mingyu petulantly groaned and shook his head, burying it in the crook of Wonwoo’s neck while his arms held the omega’s waist a bit tighter. There was barely a day where Mingyu didn’t fall asleep or wake up without Wonwoo in his arms, and on the rare days the omega wasn’t there, the alpha hugged a pillow for comfort because now there was absolutely no way Mingyu could sleep without cuddling something.
But fortunately he wasn’t holding a pillow, unless a pillow could give an amused scoff, followed by a sigh. Mingyu grinned lazily while picturing his boyfriend’s eye roll to go along with his huffing.
“Min, it’s been like four days. And I’m pretty sure we could have gone to class yesterday,” the omega said, poking his stubborn alpha’s cheek.
Maybe Mingyu did pretend to prolong his need for an extra day, but when Jeon Wonwoo was your omega, who wouldn’t?
“I don’t wanna go,” the alpha complained, almost kicking his feet. Almost . He still had some self-restraint.
“Come on, you big baby,” Wonwoo teased, trying to wiggle out of Mingyu’s hold. But, to no avail. “Mingyu,” he whined, struggling.
The alpha smiled, placing a chaste kiss to Wonwoo’s neck. “Thank you,” he murmured sweetly. “I love you.”
Clicking his tongue, the omega relented his struggles, settling into Mingyu’s hold. “I love you too,” he whispered back, lacing his fingers with his lover’s own. “Next time, don’t hide it from me. I’m here for you, you know,” Wonwoo said, peeking over at the man beside him. “If you try to sneak out again, I’ll think you don’t want me.”
Mingyu’s gaze softened, his thumb brushing over his lover’s cheek as an insurmountable warmth filled his chest. “I’ll never stop wanting you, Wonwoo-hyung,” he whispered in the small space between them. “Even in another lifetime, I know you’d steal my heart. I belong to you and you have everything I am.”
Wonwoo stared into dark chocolate colored orbs that he was helplessly in love with before placing the softest kiss to Mingyu’s lips. “I’ll take care of it,” he murmured against those enticing lips. “In every lifetime, I’ll take care of it.”
“I know you will,” Mingyu smiled, delighted, before furrowing his brow a few moments later. “And are you going to tell me I’d steal your heart in every lifetime?”
Wonwoo playful pursed his lips together and looked up at the ceiling as if contemplating those words. “Mmmm, maybe. Maybe not.”
“You’re a brat, Jeon Wonwoo,” the alpha huffed, digging his fingers into his lover’s side and earning himself a yelp and laugh as Wonwoo wiggled away from the tickling.
“Fine, fine, you’ll be the conniving thief that steals my heart in every lifetime too. Happy?”
“Happy,” Mingyu preened, pecking the other man’s lips. “And I promise to take good care of it too.”
Wonwoo grinned, placing a kiss to his boyfriend’s beauty mark atop his nose. “Good. Now get up. I’m hungry.”
Escaping the alpha’s hold, Wonwoo sat up, tugging on a nearby hoodie that belonged to Mingyu while the said man also got up with a groan.
“Do you think the neighbors heard?” Mingyu asked, a smirk on his lips as he stepped into a pair of sweatpants.
“Undoubtedly,” Wonwoo mumbled, pink blooming on the tips of his ears. They probably should move out and break their dorm contract, even if there was a fee. There was absolutely no way they could pass as alpha-beta roommates anymore.
Not bothering to spray the room down with scent dissipators or blockers, Mingyu and Wonwoo walked out hand-in-hand to the dining hall where two certain omegas were also getting a bite to eat.
“Uh oh,” Seungkwan said loud enough for the approaching couple to hear.
“Uh oh is right,” Jeonghan agreed with a knowing grin, propping his chin in the palm of his hand.
“What ‘uh oh’?” Wonwoo asked, plopping down beside his friends while Mingyu pressed a kiss to the top of his head and went off to get some food.
“‘Uh oh’ because we have to pry now, and we know how much you love us prying,” Seungkwan explained with a wide, inquiring look. “You were missing for several days, you have a little limp to your walk, and if those hickies are anything to go by…”
Wonwoo slapped a hand over his neck before adjusting his hoodie to try and conceal what it could (ie: not much).
“So…give us the details.”
“Every dirty detail,” the older omega added with a giggle at Wonwoo’s disgusted look.
“I don’t know why I keep you around as my friends,” Wonwoo sighed.
“Because we practically helped you two get together,” Seungkwan said with a playful nonchalance as he shrugged his shoulders.
“You did not ,” Wonwoo argued.
“Did so!”
“Not.”
“Yes!”
“Not.”
“Yes!!”
“Alright children,” Jeonghan said, clapping his hands. “We won’t pry,” the older omega acquiesced, before a mischievous look gleamed in his eyes (as per usual). “But, tell us one thing… was it unbelievably good?”
Wonwoo stared at his friends before a small smile bloomed on his lips, giving them a one word answer: “Very.”
Seungkwan and Jeonghan broke out in giggles while Mingyu came back, a confused look on his face. And rather than explain, Wonwoo just patted his boyfriend’s arm and stole a piece of pizza from the taller man’s tray, silently reminiscing on their four day hideaway.
He definitely would not deny that sometimes he hated what biology dictated. But in this case, Wonwoo was very much pleased they didn’t resist.