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Yunho sighed as he knocked on the door for the third time of San and Seonghwa’s dorm room. Normally San would open the door before Yunho had finished knocking the first time. So what was the hold up? They both agreed to study for a few hours and then game until Seonghwa kicked them off so he could sleep.
Finally, in the middle of his fourth knock the door opened. Yunho huffed and looked down at- not San.
“Uh, who are you?” The words tumbled out of his mouth before he could stop them. Whatever, he’ll regret his big mouth later. Right now he was focused on the pretty boy looking him up and down.
"Wooyoung, who are you?” The newly appointed Wooyoung responded with a raised eyebrow. Yunho guessed he deserved that.
“Yunho, is San in?” He asked, and Wooyoung hummed before opening the door, turning and yelling through the dorm.
“Choi San! Some tall hot guy called Yunho is here, get your ass up!” Yunho blinked, shocked at Wooyoung's words as the shorter boy turned to smile at him.
Cute.
“Oh shit!” Yunho heard San curse followed by a thump before San appeared from the hallway leading to the bedrooms. Wooyoung snickered before disappearing down the hall.
The omega smiled bashfully, scratching the back of his neck.
“Sooo, I totally didn’t forget about you coming over today. Anyway Wooyoung and Yoesang spent the night and we were just watching a movie on my laptop if you wanna join? I promise we’ll study after!” San spoke with a grin while Yunho toed off his shoes, placing them in his designated shelf spot Seonghwa had labeled for him.
“Of course you did, You can’t be away from Yeosang for like five minutes can you?” Yunho teased as they walked into San’s room and joined the other two boys. This would be his third time meeting Yeosang, the gorgeous omega smiled at him when he walked in.
Yunho liked Yeosang, he was a bit reserved, and hard to read at times, but he was nice and made San happy. So he was a green flag in Yunho’s books. Although this was his first time meeting Wooyoung, and he was grossly underprepared for the rambunctious beta.
They ended up watching three movies, and in the middle of the third, San and Yeosang had started tuning out the movie to whisper to each other, giggling occasionally making Yunho huff in mock annoyance.
He looked away from the couple only to make eye contact with Wooyoung, who motioned for them to leave the others. Yunho nodded and they headed back out to the kitchen, where Seonghwa greeted them with a smile.
“Yun! I didn’t know you were coming over today. How was dance?” Seonghwa asked as he turned on the stove, seeming to be cooking dinner for himself. Before the alpha could respond, he was cut off by a gasp from Wooyoung.
The beta smacked his arm before crossing his own over his chest.
“You dance? Why didn’t you tell me! I love dancing, Sangie and I go to classes on friday nights.” Wooyoung pouted, Yunho huffed out a laugh and looked over at Seonghwa. The older just shook his head and shrugged, Yunho guessed this was typical of Wooyoung.
“You have to teach me some moves, you have no choice now.”
Yunho hated how traditional his family was. Of course there were many families like this, the alpha knew that, but it didn’t make it suck any less. The tension, the constant seeking approval, the tight mold he was supposed to fit into… it was a lot to keep up with.
Which is why he and San chose a college far away, to escape the pressure they had grown up surrounded by. Everyone in their small town expected them to mate, it was infuriating. They pressured San to fit into roles he hated, the omega fighting it at every turn.
But that was hard for Yunho,fighting those roles. He was the alpha son his parents wanted. He studied hard, called his parents once a week, stayed active, was nice to others and always down to help one in need. But it was hard keeping up the facade constantly. He needed a break, and that break was dance.
Which now included a loud beta who refused to leave the dance studio until Yunho taught him a choreography. Wooyoung had been ‘interrupting’ his time in the dance studio for the past couple weeks. Ever since he met Yunho and found out the alpha could dance, he wouldn’t leave him alone.
Not that Yunho minded, he loved the company. Wooyoung was a fast learner and took criticism well. He was always pushing himself, listening to Yunho’s commands but also lightening the mood with his faux complaints and his loud laughs whenever Yunho made a goofy face at him through the mirror.
Wooyoung was fun to be around, be himself around. He could be silly and goofy, whine and pout when the beta would nag him to go over the choreography again. He could stumble over his words or his feet and Wooyoung would just laugh and move on. Never criticize, never look at him with judgment, it was nice.
“Yu-yu, I know I said I wanted a challenge, but this is too much!” Wooyoung whined from where he lay on the dance floor, chest heaving. Yunho crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head while he laughed.
“It’s just footwork Woo, you’ll get it! You know plenty of idol choreo’s, this is nothing!” Yunho encouraged, nudging Wooyoung with his foot, the beta played dead.
“Can’t, I’m dead. You killed me with that fancy footwork.” Wooyoung sighed dramatically before tilting his head and sticking out his tongue for added effect.
Yunho sighed, turning and walking over to his duffle bag that sat against the wall. He started shuffling his stuff around, pretending to pack up as Wooyoung’s head was turned the other way.
“Guess I’ll need to go out and find a new dance partner, maybe Yeosang? I heard he’s great with footwork.” The alpha mused, back turned to the beta.
“Yeosangie is horrible with footwork! I can do better in my sleep!” Yunho jumped slightly at Wooyoung’s volume before he felt the younger drape himself along his back. “Don’t leave me Yu-yu, I’ll do better this time I swear!” Wooyoung whined cutely in his ear, knocking the sides of their heads together.
“Better in your sleep you say? Let’s test that theory.”
The biggest thing he struggled with, was the fact that Wooyoung was too much. Not in a bad way, he was loud, charismatic and sexy , dear god was he sexy. He wasn’t afraid to touch Yunho in their choreographies, and whenever the beta chose a dance they were going to learn, it always had at least one intimate part to the dance. It was suffocating.
Having the beta be so close, inches apart constantly but always out of reach. Yunho noticed the stares Wooyoung got when they were hanging out as a group with San, Yeosang, him and Wooyoung. How he turned heads, how he flirted back. Wooyoung wasn’t interested in him, but he was comfortable with him. Yunho didn’t know falling for someone would hurt this bad.
So he relished these private moments they had. Sure when they were out with San and Yeosang, Wooyoung would still be clingy with him, but he was also super clingy with San too. He was just like that, a touchy person. But these moments, their bodies moving in sync, caught up in the music, comfortable and content and always open. These moments Yunho could pretend as much as he wanted.
“Yu-yu! I found this new dance last night, it's a short choreo, do you think we could try it?” Wooyoung asked as he walked into the room, Yunho stretching in front of the mirrors. Yunho turned his head to look back at Wooyoung, about to respond when his eyes landed on the beta.
He was wearing yoga pants and a cropped t-shirt, scrolling on his phone as he walked closer-presumably pulling up said video he had found. But all Yunho’s knotheaded brain could think was; thighs thighs thighs thighs. Those leggings did wonders to Wooyoung’s legs (and ass…but Yunho was trying to ignore that). Normally the male would wear sweats, but he was known to dress how he felt, streetwear one day and a skirt the next. Yunho just didn’t realize this also applied to dancing outfits, he was not prepared at all for this.
“Uh- y-yeah we can try that today, is it a solo or a pair dance?” Yunho finally responded, shakily standing up and turning to face the shorter one with a smile. Wooyoung grinned back before thrusting the phone in Yunho’s face.
"A pair, but they both dance separately until the last ten seconds. I was hoping it could become a warmup dance for us? It’s pretty simple.” Wooyoung spoke as Yunho watched, and the beta was right. It was a fairly easy viral dance, but looked fun enough to actually learn.
“Sounds great, could you look it up on my laptop so we can watch it a few times first?” Yunho asked as he moved to his duffle bag, taking off his sweatshirt and fixing his work out tank that got twisted when he removed the first layer.
He missed Wooyoung’s eyes rake down his exposed back muscles while he fixed his shirt, the beta humming and setting up the video.
They practiced the dance silently a few times before setting up the music to actually try the whole choreography together. As Yunho turned on the room’s speakers, his phone started to ring. He lowered the volume of the speakers and motioned for Wooyoung to do his part while he answered the phone.
When he read ‘mom’ on the screen he shook his head, answered, and put it on speaker before joining Wooyoung in the dance, just behind him waiting for his signal.
“Hey mom, I’m practicing with Woo right now, what's up?” Yunho spoke as he began his moves, meeting Wooyoung in the center and pulling the other into a spin before his own solo.
“Oh Yun, sorry to interrupt! I was just checking in. How’s class going?” His mom asked as they moved to start their paired dance.
“Good! I got some pretty easy classes this semester.” Two steps forward, hand extended for Wooyoung to grab.
“Oh that’s great! You deserve a break, my hard working boy. How’s San?” Wooyoung twirls into his arms, his hands curve around the betas waist as he dips him.
“Good, he’s got night classes though, so I don’t see him as much right now.” He stands flush behind Wooyoung, hands on his waist as Wooyoung places his hands on Yunho’s neck and shoulder.
“You really need to mate that boy! Who knows what alphas are after him!” Yunho goes rigid against Wooyoung’s back. Wooyoung raises his eyebrows at Yunho through the mirror.
“Ma, we’ve been over this. I’m not dating San, I don’t like him like that.” Yunho grumbles, pulling away from Wooyoung. The song finishes a few seconds later, they didn’t do the end moves
“Oh hon, but San is such a sweet omega, you’d be perfect together!” His mother sighs. Yunho turns to glower at his device he had set next to the music equipment.
“We’ve been over this ma. We’re not interested in each other.” Yunho’s voice deepens in irritation.
“For now! Just wait till you graduate and he moves on! You can’t miss your chance, you should have mated when you graduated like your father said!”
“I like someone else! Drop it mom, it will never happen!” Yunho growled, stomping over to the phone and hanging up before his mom could respond.
Yunho sighed, running a hand through his hair and gripping it, glaring down at the floor. His scent spiking with annoyance. God, they just wouldn’t let it go! It’s been two years since they left and Yunho’s parents refuse to acknowledge that Yunho and San will never be together. He felt his pulse quicken in anger, muscles tensing and hands aching to punch something.
Why can't they let him have this one thing? They already got a ‘strong alpha son’ studying for a degree they wanted, can they just let him have this one fucking thing?
“Hey,” Yunho jolted when a hand covered his balled up fist, head turning to look at a concerned looking Wooyoung. “You wanna talk about it?” Wooyoung mumbled, reaching up and pulling Yunho’s other hand out of his hair and holding it.
"Sorry, I didn’t mean to get this worked up, I just-” He winced, letting Wooyoung pull him down to sit. “I just hate it when they pressure me like this. I love San, and San loves me but we’re pack, we’re family. Not lovers, brothers. I’ve told them both so many times and yet it's like talking to a wall! Like I’ve given them everything else, can I just fall in love with someone I actually want to fall for?” Yunho sighed, hanging his head.
Wooyoung cooed, sitting across from Yunho and bumping their knees together. Then he tilted Yunho’s head up with a gentle finger under his chin. Their eyes met and Wooyoung pouted, moving his hand to cup the alphas face and rub his thumb along his cheek. Yunho did his best not to blush.
“Well, fuck them! They’re not you, and they're not even here! They’ve got an amazing son and if they can’t pull their heads out of their asses to see how miserable they make you, then they can fuck right off.” Wooyoung huffed, brow creasing in anger on the alphas behalf. It made a small smile grace the alphas lips.
“Thanks Woo, means a lot.” ‘- coming from you’ his mind finished, he mentally slapped himself.
The beta hummed before his eyes widened and he slapped his other hand to the other side of Yunho's face and squished his cheeks together.
“You have to tell me your crush though! Don’t think I missed that part of the convo puppy.” Wooyoung said with a cheeky grin, and Yunho almost lost control. Almost. That puppy nickname got his arms to twitch at his sides, eagerly wishing to hold the beta. But he was a grown ass man and he would not break so easily. He refused.
“Nope! Confidential information, you’re gonna have to get higher clearance for that.” Yunho cheekily spoke, albeit slightly muffled due to the squished face. Wooyoung scrunched his nose and let go of his face only to push his chest, making the alpha tilt back, hands catching himself before he fell backwards.
“No fair! We’ve been hanging out for months now, you even let the phone be on speaker around me! I deserve a promotion to this level of clearance thank you very much,” The beta huffed, leaning into Yunho’s space and squinting his eyes.
“Is it Seonghwa? He’s a really pretty alpha honestly.” Wooyoung mused, head tilting in thought.
“Ew! No he’s like a mother to me- don’t tell my mom.” Yunho’s face scrunched in disgust, Wooyoung snorted.
“Well it can't be our gross Sanie and Yeosangie, disgusting lovebirds. And if it's not hyung, then is it someone in one of your classes?” The beta pressed, leaning back in and moving a hand to rest on Yunho’s thigh for support.
“Uh, no we don’t share any classes actually.” Yunho mumbled, totally not focused on the beauty mark on Wooyoung’s face.
“Do you have a job?"
“Nope, especially not with you taking up my free time with these dance lessons.” Yunho denied, Wooyoung squawking and smacking his arm while the alpha grinned.
“Hey! You love me and our dance days.” The beta pouted. Yunho wanted to kiss him so bad.
“Not the point, Woo.” He rolled his eyes.
“Exactly! So who is it? I need to know, I’m a great wingman, I got San and Sangie together after all.” Wooyoung leaned in closer, Yunho adjusted his stance slightly. Putting more space between their faces. Wooyoung frowned.
“I can't say.” another Wooyoung pout, but this time with big, sad eyes. “Hey no fair! No pretty pouting eyes, you know that's cheating!” Yunho lightly challenged, Wooyoung smirked before using his free hand to push Yunho backwards until his back hit the floor and the beta’s arms caged his head in.
Dear god. Yunho might lose it.
“I wouldn’t have to cheat if someone would just spill already. So hurry up alpha, I want answers and I’m not leaving you alone until you tell me!” Wooyoung rumbled, adjusting to sit on Yunho’s waist.
Yunho covered his face as he mumbled it out. He felt Wooyoung shift on top of him before hands were pulling his apart, he halted Wooyoung's movements, much to the betas annoyance. But Yunho was stronger, that he knew.
“You know I can't hear you when you cover your face right?”
“That’s kinda the point,” Yunho mumbled, looking at their position through the mirror to avoid Wooyoung’s gaze. Unfortunately Wooyoung turned to look at him through the reflection too, but this time with disappointment.
“Do you really not trust me, after spending so much time together?” Wooyoung whispered, hands going slack around Yunho’s.
“It’s you.”
Silence. Wooyoung blinked. They were still looking at each other through the mirror.
“I like you, Wooyoung,” Yunho rasped, searching the betas reflection for a reaction. Wooyoung was frozen on top of him. Yunho looked away after a few more beats of silence. He couldn’t stand it anymore. He gently moved the younger off him before standing up, grabbing his phone and bag and heading for the door.
He was almost at the door when Wooyoung grabbed his elbow, turning him to face the beta. Before he could open his mouth to apologize, Wooyoung grabbed his nape and tugged him forward.
“God, I’ve been waiting forever to hear you say that,” Wooyoung mumbled against Yunho’s lips before finally closing the distance.