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"every half a year until my hormones stabilize, they said," hyunwoo groans, plopping flat on the mattress of his newfound personal room. "or until i find a willing alpha to fuck me through one."
"you're not wrong but stop dramatizing," jinsik chuckles, lucky bastard. "it's just a week every six months, nothing you haven't dealt with before."
"this week always ending up when it's, like, a day before we have a comeback," hyunwoo rumbles, sitting up. "you have no rights in this conversation, you found your willing dick when we were in high school."
"i am right here," sumin comments, busy filling mini fridge with bottles of water, cans of energy drinks and some meat he and hunter grilled this morning. "i have already told you that we're alright with helping you out on that."
"ew," hyunwoo grimaces, hitting jinsik with a pillow when jinsik grips his thigh. "you two are never getting in my bed."
"so the reason for your suffering is you being a hopeless romantic."
"or not a fucking pervert."
"its 21st century, baby, that's basically the same."
the first thing hyunwoo learned about kq after stepping his foot inside is not their dating ban (which doesn't exist, as he learns later) or schedule scheme but the fact that company has around five empty bedrooms placed at random parts of the building, for hormonal periods. mostly because administrator told him but also because he happened to witness eden-sunbaennim knocking on one and being dragged inside with a weak hand. yeah, nothing out of ordinary here.
turns out, when your ceo is friends with ex-block b it gains you some respect for your body's needs. makes sense, knowing one of the reasons block b sued their previous company.
however, his heat first hit them in usa, during predebut training. junmin has been all over the place, like he trained to be a nurse, not an idol. he was the first one to notice, grab hyunwoo by his elbow to ask why the fuck he hasn't told earlier. hyunwoo shrugged, saying he didn't thought his cycle could've change and the last one was, like, two months ago. junmin rushed everyone out of one of the rooms, piercing minjae with his stare when minjae asked if there's anything they can help with. that's what hyunwoo learned about group first. that park junmin is their head omega for a reason.
now it's been three and a half years since hyunwoo joined kq, almost two years since they debuted, and hyunwoo is back at this damn room. he hates it. he's always cold there until his heat actually starts, it's always hot in the room during it, and he always feels miserable and weirded out after it ends. his last heat was late because of the stress during watch out promotion, so he almost collapsed there last time. and now the comeback is in a week and a half and hyunwoo is separated from his friends and practice, hating how his face looks, cheeks already red and his recent loss of weight making him look even more weak.
"hyung," yujun sneaks in after practice, sleepy but still ready to spend some time with hyunwoo. hyunwoo is more than grateful. jinsik, that bastard, just threw someone's stolen switch at him this morning. "you're not starting yet?"
"for now just sick and anxious," hyunwoo smiles, letting yujun slip next to him under the blanket. "how are you?"
"seeun keeps complaining about needing new vape," yujun prompts, fixing his eyes on the game hyunwoo is playing. "your scent's sweeter than yesterday. maybe it'll end sooner this time?"
"tell seeun I'll buy him one for borrowing his switch here," hyunwoo says, taking a sniff of yujun's scent in return, his beta pheromones calming. "and i doubt. i've been too stable since middle school."
"seeun fights to not go in there," to that, hyunwoo can relate. he wishes he never had to be in this room. "alpha's scolded for wanting to see you because it's the worst idea ever," junmin continues, placing some ramen and snacks here and there. "jinsik said you're about to start, right?"
"either tonight or in the morning," hyunwoo replies, head in the pillow. it's been one night and he's already hating this room. "so i will be done by sunday."
"don't push yourself so much," junmin coos, sitting beside hyunwoo and petting his hair. "want me to scent you? that should help you stay more in control."
"as always, hyung. thank you, really."
its past midnight, hyunwoo's desperately trying to sleep before he has to fight for his life and sanity with himself, when door quietly opens and someone a bit too familiar makes himself comfortable behind hyunwoo before hugging him by his waist.
"you have a death wish if you came here after junmin-hyung's threats," hyunwoo murmurs, settling into his arms. "or did you just miss me that much? it's only been a day."
"junmin-hyung should've known better than coming back to our room after scenting you," junghoon says, voice harsh, before pressing his own nose into hyunwoo's scent gland. "and it's about time."
yeah, its about time. for hyunwoo to lose his mind with an alpha, the kim junghoon, scenting him when his heat is crippling from his insides. the room isn't cold anymore.
"i can hear you freaking out," junghoon continues, mouth closing around exact same spot, and hyunwoo gulps down a mewl forming in his throat. "hyung, let me take care of you. we both know that one day it should've happened."
"it's called sexual harassment," hyunwoo prompts helplessly, and junghoon chuckles, low in his chest, before getting up to pin hyunwoo down to the mattress. well, its not like he was going anywhere. "you're ruining our reputation as a good alpha-omega friendship."
"we were never a good example," junghoon counters, one of his hand covering hyunwoo's scent gland, the other resting on hyunwoo's stomach, right where hyunwoo's heat wakes up, ready to hit him in it's full force. "i've been courting you since we first met."
"im not sure if listening to me yap is considered courting," he's going to die tonight. junghoon lowers himself, pressing hyunwoo down with his weight, before latching his mouth on hyunwoo's scent gland again. like a bee to honey.
"then how about scenting your clothes to keep other alpha's away? letting you stick to my side so my pheromones will sate your anxiety?" hyunwoo's head's spinning a little. junghoon kisses up from under his ear, wet, right to look at hyunwoo properly. "sleeping together? would you consider me giving you all of my attention and personal space courting, hyung?"
"you're making me look like an overthinking idiot," hyunwoo complains, pouting at junghoon's satisfied expression. junghoon moves his hand that's been resting on hyunwoo's stomach under hyunwoo's shirt, caressing the skin of his ribs.
"that's because you are," he says, pressing their foreheads together. his breathe hits hyunwoo's face, already hot, and apparently having your wet dream pinning you down isn't exactly a bad experience. "would you let me?"
"i would let you choke me to death if you were asking so nicely," hyunwoo sighs, finally letting his hands hug junghoon's neck. "just promise not to embarrass me even more when guys start commenting."
the force junghoon kisses him with might be used to ruin a couple of ancient buildings. it's suddenly the only thing hyunwoo's ever needed, junghoon's scent enveloping him, earthy and grounding, spiced up by their mutual arousal with something like maybe burned wood. it's tongue, threatening to get to hyunwoo's vocal chords, it's hands under hyunwoo's shirt, long fingers learning his body, the way he follows every small touch. it's hyunwoo's own fist closing in junghoon's hair, legs opening involuntary.
"i wasn't planning to bother you this time," junghoon confesses, catching hyunwoo's thigh to grasp the flesh here. he's been obsessed over hyunwoo's bottom lately, so it shouldn't surprise hyunwoo but he still yelps, leaning into junghoon's grip. hyunwoo hooks his leg around junghoon before letting his tongue slip past his lips out of habit, now forcing junghoon to kiss him again. "but it's like your preheat was everywhere. i am blaming junmin-hyung for that."
hyunwoo replies him with agreeing sound, absorbed into the feeling of an alpha, the kim junghoon specifically, filling his heat ridden system with his pheromones. his stomach feels hot but it doesn't hurt as it should be by now. it's a miracle that one dick can solve so much problems. it's even better that the dick in question is the alpha hyunwoo's been in love with for three years now.
it's a little too sensual, a little too slow for heat foreplay but hyunwoo melts in junghoon's purposed touches. peck to hyunwoo's cheek, lick on his scent glad, possessive bites on his collar bones. hands roaming over hyunwoo's torso, soothing circles on his abdomen. feels right, junghoon letting his alpha side lead him. he's not violent in any way and it makes him even hotter. even sumin is a little violent but jinsik likes that, so.
"you sound sweet," junghoon comments, fucker, earning a kick to his back where hyunwoo's leg is still hooked around him. "ouch. i just didn't expect you to be so vocal."
"i can still reconsider and start talking nonstop," hyunwoo offers, whimpering when junghoon trusts his hips. junghoon chuckles cruelly. oh, he's worse than violent. he's being himself. "junghoon-ie."
"do not complain when you where the one to start teasing," junghoon purrs, helping hyunwoo get up a little to take off his shirt. his hands are back in seconds, eyes following their way on hyunwoo's body, sprawled in front of him. "you can talk, i love your voice," he continues, tilting his head to take a proper look at hyunwoo. hyunwoo's probably a mess, hair dump from sweat, lips puffed from kissing, and he's sure he feels some saliva drying on his chin. junghoon's grin grows more cruel when he gets to hyunwoo's eyes, glistening, tears collected at corners. "but i thought we were just going with the flow. those tears ain't from pain? how's your heat?"
"i seriously can't stand you," hyunwoo bites back, making junghoon laugh before laying right on top of him, face buried in hyunwoo's neck, nose back where it belongs - at hyunwoo's scent gland, like junghoon's trying to imprint himself in hyunwoo's scent. oh wait, he is.
"i love you too, hyung," junghoon whispers, not exactly vulnerable but way sweeter than he's been before. hyunwoo places a kiss on his temple, fingers still messing junghoon's hair. junghoon melts in the gesture, licking a long stripe on hyunwoo's neck, like a cat he is. "now, where were we?"
"you were trying to prove me that as long as there's an alpha around my heat won't start to hurt," hyunwoo says blankly, still trying to process. the moment is sweet, they're kinda getting together right now but his brain is half terrified and half turned on to think straight. "what an alpha thing to do."
"i was simply asking to take care of you," junghoon's back at his teasing as soon as affection is passed both ways. "it's stupid to think a willing dick takes away the pain."
hyunwoo bursts out laughing too before he can stop himself and at that exact moment his damn womb decides to remind of itself, sending a sharp pain through his legs. it's bearable for now but it's still the worst feeling ever.
"sorry, i was just thinking that we complete each other perfectly," he explains, fingers finding a way under one of junghoon's fucking black t-shirts, riding it higher until junghoon gets the hint and helps hyunwoo undress him too. "i have never heard anyone beside me calling an alpha a willing dick before."
"i'm glad you know that," junghoon says, shifting to stay between his legs, both of his hands slipping under hyunwoo's knees. now, this position is not leaving any place for misinterpretation. "how're you feeling?"
"like it wouldn't hurt to hurry," hyunwoo admits, opening his mouth readily to let junghoon kiss him.
they're a mix of limbs from here, junghoon pressing their crotches together, smiling as every teasing thrust makes hyunwoo mewl a little higher. hyunwoo murmurs about him being cruel and junghoon just agrees, calling hyunwoo pretty, and hyunwoo whimpers involuntarily at the compliment.
there's a moment when junghoon pins both of hyunwoo's wrists over his head with one hand, and that alone triggers unauthorized kink hyunwoo didn't know he had, but then his teeth are in hyunwoo's neck, leaving a very visible lovemark on the left of hyunwoo's adam's apple that'll make their manager uncomfortable, and hyunwoo tilts his head back more, feeling like this can replace his mating bite. junghoon - for fuck's sake - growls, not biting anymore, surely understanding that a couple more and the urge to mate will make them do some stupid things, but still marking hyunwoo's neck in hickeys. new information learned - they're both a little into possessiveness. hyunwoo feels miserable when his hips start buckling up against his will, every twitch of junghoon's tongue driving him delirious.
his boxers are ruined, he's aware that he's always overproducing (it raised one and only neat habit he has - changing his bedding every three days without a miss) but he's pretty sure that he's never been so turned on and messy before. maybe he'll have to throw those away. it is a possibility. when pain pulsing in his abdomen starts bordering unbearable hyunwoo is forced to break the kiss - junghoon is really into kissing him, for some reason, no matter how disgusting they look from outside.
"junghoonie," hyunwoo pants, as junghoon comes back to licking at his scent gland like possessed. "we... we have to..." he gulps when junghoon raises to meet his gaze, hair muddled and lips red, teeth baring as he's doing onstage often. thinking about the fact that junghoon only lets his alpha out on this two occasions makes hyunwoo even more dizzy. "knot me? it does hurt, you know."
"can't believe you can be so confident with those eyes," junghoon slips, his speech getting informal. hyunwoo isn't sure if he's ever heard junghoon talk informally. it makes him sound cool. hot, in a way. "sure, hyunwoo, i can do that."
yeah, the word knot really does things to a man. he hit the spot with that, despite junghoon acting like it's nothing.
junghoon stops him when hyunwoo starts to wiggle, planning to deal with his useless, sticky sweats. hyunwoo raises an eyebrow but looses all of his courage when junghoon presses a kiss to his hip bone. right. junghoon has a thing for his legs or whatever. this is a disaster for hyunwoo's sanity. and he's already almost gone with all of this.
slowly, steadily, with a kiss to newly naked part of skin, hyunwoo's stupid, soaked sports finally reach his ankles. he's hating how his toes curl with every touch. that's bordering a fetish but when junghoon sinks his teeth in hyunwoo's thigh the last thing in hyunwoo's mind is that it's not exactly healthy to enjoy that.
hyunwoo fights his own body, hurting and limping, to sit up and grab onto junghoon's sweatpants in return. junghoon raises his eyebrow at him, just the exact same way but he does look like hyunwoo is going to be spanked for misbehaving. hyunwoo considers that he's ready to fight for that one, so he presses his lips to junghoon's happy trail before looking at him from upside with big eyes. junghoon seems taken aback. good, hyunwoo's heat brain whispers. as he fights his trembling fingers to untie straps, junghoon's fingers find their way in hyunwoo's dump hair, caressing him attentively, less force than there should be. right. they're not fucking. they're making love.
"so," junghoon starts again as their clothes is shoved on the floor. hyunwoo is one step away from fucking presenting. wow, he hasn't felt like that since he was a teenager. "how do you want me?"
"you should stop reading so much wattpad stories," hyunwoo replies, his cheeks trying to get even hotter from embarrassment. he has to remind himself that they're both inexperienced idiots at that. "just com'ere, we'll figure this out."
"i cant believe i'm in love with you," junghoon comments, leaning in for another kiss that's way more tongue than lips, grasping the closest pillow he can find without looking. he lifts hyunwoo's hips to place it under - huh? "that's what you learn from wattpad. your back will thank us later."
"pervert."
"retard," junghoon counts back, lining himself. "can i knot you now, hyunwoo?"
hyunwoo mumbles something about him being embarrassing, hiding his face behind one of his hands before nodding. his cheeks are so hot he's sure he's disgustingly red.
it's a good thing they're caught up in his heat, because if they would have to face v-card dealing while hyunwoo wouldn't have been needy with his whole being, he'd just died at this point.
"hey, talk to me," junghoon calls out, pressing a soft kiss to hyunwoo's cheek.
"there's nothing to talk about," hyunwoo hiccups, whimper following right after when junghoon thrusts his hips a little rougher. "now that's just mean."
"not when you're acting like it's not a big deal," he purrs, satisfied with hyunwoo's high pitched mewl as he's patiently settling inside hyunwoo's burning gut. "can i scent you? they say it might be overwhelming."
hoarse 'whatever' is barely out of hyunwoo's mouth before junghoon sinks down to his scent gland again. hyunwoo's been so sure there's nothing special in his scent for years, even his classmates used to say hyunwoo's a little more neutral than omegas tend to. so junghoon quite literally obsessing over his scent is more overwhelming than the combination of a dick up his ass and the scenting itself. he still whines at the feeling, tilting his head and taking hand away from his face to fist junghoon's hair. junghoon's chest rumbles at the gesture - fucking hot alpha.
there's a subtle stiffness where the knot will form later and when he feels it, it's suddenly obvious that there's mere inches before the head hits his damned womb. junghoon is tall, a bit too hot even when they were still teens, with long stupid limbs and long as fuck fingers - he says it's because of the piano but hyunwoo's been playing piano and he doesn't have a fingers like that. but, yeah, should've seen this coming.
"can you feel it?" his heat forces out of hyunwoo's mouth. god. "a little deeper and you'll be able to breed me directly."
"that's gross," junghoon comments but he thrusts his hips a little too forceful this time, finally bottoming out. hyunwoo whimpers involuntarily, his heat prying high sounds he doesn't usually produce. "i didn't think you were into idea of having kids though."
hyunwoo tries to laugh, he swears he tries, but his receptors are filled with their mixed scents, heavy in the room, and he's in heat, so the sound is closer to a whine than anything. "no, not really," he manages. junghoon catches both of his wrists in one hand again - hyunwoo unsuccessfully tries to stop himself from shivering, his body reacting without his permission, raising a little from the mattress, in junghoon's direction. oh how his back will hurt at the showcase. junghoon accepts the invitation though, fingertips biting hyunwoo's waist, pressing a little too hard. the thoughts of bruises here only stirs hyunwoo to be glad he doesn't have to wear crop tops for a week at least.
"your body being more responsive than you is not something i expected," junghoon says, starting to move slowly, passionately as he is. hyunwoo's body refuses to cooperate, still shivering. "is this okay?"
"stop asking," hyunwoo complains, letting his hips move, urging junghoon to do the same. junghoon does, lifting himself a little to pull out, then thrusting back in - deep, still hot, not violently hard. hyunwoo has a good taste for sure. "this is perfect. lets keep kinky stuff untill there's anything beside need to be fucked stupid inside my brain."
"fucked stupid, that i can arrange," junghoon teases, and hyunwoo hates how attractive he sounds. so he decides that kissing might be the best way to prevent junghoon from taking. who would've thought he might need to shut junghoon up.
junghoon rests weight on his hands, one keeping hyunwoo pinned by his wrists, the other still gripping hyunwoo's waist. the only thing hyunwoo can move now is his hips, trying desperately to not be too needy with those, and his tongue, letting junghoon kiss him. his heat likes that, being left at alpha's mercy. hyunwoo compensates his still sane side by forcefully scratching junghoon's back with the hand that's not ruining junghoon's recently updated blue color. oh, the sheets' are definitely going to be blue too, with all the sweat.
when junghoon comes back to hyunwoo's scent gland, obsessed with hyunwoo's sweetened flavor, hyunwoo's left grasping for air and whimpering pathetically at the feeling of junghoon's dick rearranging his insides and tongue fighting to lick it's way to mating. it's- a lot. hyunwoo mewls when the tip presses inside his womb, junghoon biting down on his shoulder as his hips falter. thrusts become less controlled, more desperate and that's when hyunwoo remembers that he has some advantage too. he uses his fist, still in junghoon's hair, to make him raise his head and press a kiss to junghoon's scent gland. the need to just go limp when junghoon's pheromones cloud him, still more burned wood than anything, is almost unbearable but hyunwoo bites on it instead, receiving a very, very non-alpha sound from junghoon, bordering a whine. junghoon growls - second time, hyunwoo counts - hand leaving hyunwoo's waist to go through his bangs, press him into the pillow and force him to open his throat. junghoon's teeth ain't gentle, biting a collar of blooming hickeys from one shoulder, hiding the previous ones he left on hyunwoo's collarbones, to another. a knot hyunwoo almost forgot about, desperate to drive junghoon insane in return, pops itself, locking them together, and then teeth scratch his scent gland, threatening to mate. this feeling sends hyunwoo somewhere he didn't thought is possible getting, whimpering as he comes, junghoon's chest rumbling, satisfied.
"for fuck's sake," hyunwoo finally exhales, settled comfortably on his side in junghoon's hands. junghoon's nose in his hair, and with the purring going from junghoon's chest he can tell that he smells like an alpha. his alpha. "wow."
"uh-huh," junghoon agrees. hyunwoo scratches him with his teeth, pouting when junghoon looks at his face. "hm?"
"now you're back to non-verbal," hyunwoo complains, still allowing junghoon to kiss him before continuing. "there's not much options so be a good boy and talk to me properly."
"i love you," junghoon offers, making hyunwoo's just cooled down face heat up again. hyunwoo kisses him to muffle a sound forming in his throat.
"i love you too," he replies, hiding his face back at junghoon's neck, nose pressing to junghoon's scent gland. there's no burned wood anymore, just earth, ozone maybe. hyunwoo always loved junghoon's scent. it's less aggressive than you'd expect from an obvious alpha that junghoon is. "but that's not what i meant."
"you're the talker."
it's embarrassing leaving the room. because junghoon refuses to leave even when hyunwoo's back to normal, two days earlier than he'd usually be. gladly, no one came looking for junghoon but they will have to apologize for their behaviour. hopefully just in front of the members and not their manager. they successfully devour most of the food left for hyunwoo by sumin and junmin, throw sheets with blue lines from junghoon's hair to the laundry and even shower, though junghoon pins hyunwoo to the bathroom wall and kisses him senseless in the process. hyunwoo has no idea if it's junghoon reacting to afterheat omega or if he has to face those antics from now on. he just hopes they'll be better than jinsik and sumin. they're disgusting half of the time.
hyunwoo feels blessed that he managed to steal junghoon's hoodie when packing change of clothes here, so now they both have something to wear that doesn't smell like a sex marathon. junghoon still comments though, when hyunwoo tries to hydrate with the bottle junghoon just offered him. hyunwoo purposely spills water on him too. little bully.
"hyung!" yujun's the first to react, clinging to hyunwoo's side when they try to sneak into the dorm. around five heads pop out of rooms immediately, and hyunwoo can hear someone loudly sliding down their bunk. sneaking failed. "you smell like junghoon-ie," he whispers, giggling, and hyunwoo uses the time he has to tickle yujun and his too sensitive for a beta nose.
"wow," sumin exhales, as he comes closer to give junghoon a high five. hyunwoo sighs. alphas. "you're sure there's no mate bite on you somewhere?"
"he was just desperate to imprint however he could," hyunwoo huffs, kicking sumin's leg. junghoon leans on the wall, this idiot. hyunwoo's sure he's grinning. "anyone has anything else to say? just spill it out, we have practice in two hours and i need to sleep a little before that."
"look who's bossy now that he has an alpha to bark for him," seeun comments blankly, gulping down a large piece of pizza. "sorry, i had to."
hyunwoo nods, leaning down to tie his shoelaces that refused to cooperate since they left the company. someone comically gasps. hyunwoo's sure it's yechan.
"and you said we're perverts," jinsik pins out unhelpfully. hyunwoo raises his eyebrow at him and that's when junghoon bursts out laughing, jinsik pointing out at his own collarbones that's not hidden under clothes. hyunwoo presses his hoodie back to his chest and he's convinced there's steam leaving his ears from shame. he just plops down, sitting on the floor, hiding his face in his hands.
"so, no promised more revealing outfits then?" hunter teases.
"especially not the crop tops," junghoon answers instead of hyunwoo before lowering himself to massage hyunwoo's nape. unfortunately, it helps. hyunwoo still hates him.
"i'm not asking anything, don't wanna know," minjae grumbles, one of the lens on his finger as he stands at bathroom's door. "you're dealing with the manager yourself if needed."
"and what's with the one on the neck?" seeun asks, laughing cruelly as hyunwoo curls into an embarrassed ball. junghoon's fingers slip in his hair, trying to relax him. at least he feels obligated to hyunwoo's omega now.
"i can help with that," junmin finally speaks, scolding tone in his voice. "you both, our room. hyunwoo-ya will still feel more comfortable sleeping in junghoon's bed after that."
junghoon locks their fingers as hyunwoo whispers about his long-living death wish. the dorm is back to normal when junmin's done looking at junghoon like he's a five year old who broke mom's favorite vase. it's good to know hyunwoo's is junmin's favourite.