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“Sooooooooooo…” Minseok began, looking at him cheekily.
Just what did I do to deserve this. Hyukkyu knows that look and tone of the younger, he’s up to no good.
“I heard something really interesting from Kwanghee hyung the other day.”
“Hmmm?” Hyukkyu hummed, paying no attention. If it's from Kwanghee then he has also probably heard about it.
“How is Kwanghee hyung?” Changhyun chimed from Hyukkyu’s left, with a chicken leg in his mouth.
“Yah, Changhyun! Don’t talk with your mouth full, it is disgusting!”
“You’re disgusting Jihoon.” He shot back.
Opposite him, Hyukkyu could see Minseok rolling his eyes. “Hyung, you know last week when we invited you to Haidilao and you said no? You know because you were going to eat galbi tang with a friend.” The younger mimicking air quotes when he said friend.
Hyukkyu narrowed his eyes, “You mean when you guys wanted to go eat hotpot for the third time last week? Pass.”
“Your loss hyung.” Changhyun remarked once again. Minseok proceeded to wave the other off once again. “Yah, Minseok! You keep waving me off, hurry up and get to the point already!” Changhyun retaliated.
“What I was trying to say is.” Clearing his throat, Minseok paused for dramatic effect. The drama queue is his dongsaeng. “Kwanghee hyung was telling me that on the same day, apparently, Zeus was saying that Faker also ditched them to go eat galbi tang with a friend.” Once again, friend in air quotes.
Oh shit . Hyukkyu knew what Minseok was trying to imply and so did the other DRX members as they turned around to look at him.
“Oh shit, hyung really?” “Did you really go on a date with THE FAKER?!” “Hyuuuuung, why didn’t you tell us?”
Ugh, my head hurts .
“Calm down kids.” Hyukkyu said, raising his hands. He had half a mind to just take his dinner plate and bolt it back to his room.
“Nu-uh hyung. You are not getting away with this, explain yourself!” Minseok said, as if reading his mind, clinging onto his shoulders.
Hyukkyu shrugged, maybe he can play it cool. “What do you want me to say? Sanghyeok and I had galbi tang. It was just a dinner between friends.”
“So what you are saying is, you and THE Faker, voted #1 most popular and goodlooking idol of 2025 are friends?!” Jihoon exclaimed.
Hyukkyu’s mind immediately goes back to that night where they had shared a passionate make out session. Well, its true that neither of them had spoken about the kiss, Sanghyeok had been initiating outings with him more and more. Dinner at places the older wanted to try, movie nights at his fancy apartment, going shopping for new clothes together and the likes. If Hyukkyu didn’t know better, he would have thought that the alpha was courting him.
Nah, Sanghyeok is straight. Further, if he really was courting me, he would have been more aggressive in doing so. At least, that’s how Seong Hoon acted in the past.
He would be lying if Hyukkyu said Sanghyeok’s actions weren’t a bit confusing though he opted for brushing it off. Nothing is going to happen between us anyways!
“Earth to Hyukkyu hyungggggg!” Minseok snapped his finger in front of his face.
“W-what?” Hyukkyu looked suprised, “Don’t snap your fingers at me.”
“You were spacing out hyung.” Jihoon supplemented helpfully.
The oldest shrugs, an action he finds himself doing alot these days, “What ya want me to say?”
The youngest all looked like they were going to protest until Cheonju hyung came into the dining room. “Kids! 5 minutes til scrim, I know you guys want to grill Hyukyu but you guys can do it after our scrim please. Let’s go, hussle everyone!”
Hyukkyu looked at Cheonju, ever grateful as the team slowly filed out of the dining room one at a time.
“Hyukkyu… Don’t think I don’t suspect where you were the day before the LCK shooting.” The betrayal! From his hyung! “I just want you to be careful alright? Filming WGM doesn’t mean you guys are actually married.”
Hyukkyu looked at his coach, deadpanned, “Don’t you think I know that hyung?” Before scurrying to the team’s practice room.
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“I am just saying, your omega has a tiny frame and nice child-bearing hips. You think he’s the type to be able to bear children?”
Ugh, his head hurts. “Why?” Sanghyeok whined.
“What do you mean why hyung? It’s because you have to do something nice for your wifey that’s why! Even you said it was a good idea when the producer brought it up.”
“No, I am asking myself why I decided to bring you idiots along.”
Wooje and Hyeon Jun erupted in laughter, “Face it hyung. It’s your destiny to have to deal with our shit.”
“Besides, when will we ever have essentially VIP seats and an all-access backstage pass to the LCK Opening Event ever again?”
Sanghyeok looked at Wooje with a look, “You serious dude? You do know you’re an idol right? You can just request for VIP seats and a backstage pass.”
“That’s different. This way, I can get Deft to introduce me to all my favourite players.”
“Do not inconvenience Hyukkyu.” Sanghyeok almost snarled out.
Wooje held his hands up, proclaiming innocence whilst Hyeong Jun raise a hand to Sanghyeok’s chest. “Hey leader-man, no need to growl. I won’t do it if Deft doesn’t want to.”
“Pfft, so protective over his wifey. What’s up with you guys man? Y’all dating or something?” Minhyung commented from the side.
Now he really regrets bringing the fools along. “No. I’m straight, remember?”
“So? If the guy looked like Deft, I’d turn gay.” Hyeong Jun remarked, wiggling his eyebrows at their leader.
“That’s because you’re already gay fool.” Sanghyeok shot back. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Pish, homophobe.”
“Guys, I hate to interrupt but we have arrived. Let’s go.” Their manager announced as the automatic doors to their car slid open.
It’s game time .
After having visited the LCK Event voting booth, where he obviously voted Team Deft (which was actually Team ADC but Deft was their leader anyways) and had dragged every other member who had came to also vote for Team Deft despite Wooje’s protest of “But I want to vote for Team Top!”.
Sanghyeok and his idiots took their seats at the LCK’s VIP-cum-celebrity seats at the side of the arena, the four of them holding up Team ADC placards.
“How did we let our leader steamroll us into holding Team ADC support banners? I wanted to vote for Team Top.” Wooje continued to whine.
“Oh shut up, we are here to support our brother-in-law. Can it.” Hyeong Jun defended. Sanghyeok mentally blessed his younger dongsaeng for that.
Naturally, Team ADC had clinched their victory and were invited onto the stage for an interview and of course, the interviewer had asked Deft about the victory as well as T1 in the stands.
Deft had given some generic answer about how his team did well and joked that he did well just to impress his husband in the stands. Sanghyeok can’t help but puff his chest out, pride filling him all the way. He doesn’t know if its because Deft has been getting better at this PR fake-marriage thing or if its because Deft said he performed for him.
Either way, “Sanghyeok…” Their manager’s voice came from behind him, “Keep your scent to yourself, I can smell your happiness from here.” With Minhyung nodding furiously beside him.
“It’s pride by the way.” He defended, “Oh hey, is it time for us to head backstage now?” As the Team ADC players finished up their interview and were walking off.
“Changing the topic, I see you hyung.” Hyeong Jun accuses as he stands up, “But I do agree, let’s go! I can’t wait to see Hyukkyu hyung again!”
“Yah, since when do you call him Hyukkyu hyung? I, on the other hand, would like to meet Keria.” Minhyung accused, following his suit. Yeah, good question!
The tallest shrugs, “No idea. I just feel like I could. A sense of bond with Hyukkyu hyung you know?” The other rambled nonsensically, justifying while he’s allowed to speak informally to his fake brother-in-law as they made their way backstage.
“Oh hey! You guys made it, come on in.” DRX’s manager ushered them in. The T1 members walked into what looked like the LCK’s version of a music show waiting room but bigger. He scanned the room, looking at all the LCK pro-gamers spread around the room, some off to the side using their phone but most of them mucking around.
“Omo! Brother-in-law!” Minseok and Changhyun fake-yelled. Those dramatic asses . As Hyukkyu and Hyeong Jun rolled their eyes. Instantly, the T1 members could feel the room quieten a few notches, a couple of heads turning to look at them and scents started to smell more. Curious, sweet, intrigued, the alphas in the group had pumped out more pheromones - it's nothing new to them as idol members anyways.
“Oh you dyed your hair?” Hyukkyu said in a small voice, eyes trained on the top of Sanghyeok’s head as his members rushed over from their spots.
“That’s too bad, Hyukkyu hyung really liked your black hair.” The small one, Minseok, said next to him.
Reaching up, touching a few strands of his fringe, “Oh yeah, the stylist thought it would be a good idea for blonde.” Huh, did Minseok say Hyukkyu liked his black hair?
“For the comeback and all.” Wooje supplied. “Wooje!” Their manager scolded, “We aren’t supposed to tell anyone about it yet!”
“Oh please, like most of our fans don’t suspect it. Plus isn’t it scheduled to be announced soon?”
“Oh! Oh! Hyukkyu hyung can return the favour by supporting you guys at your MV filming!” The small one suggested before looking sheepish, “I saw it during Jeesun and Junsik’s WGM episodes.”
Sanghyeok laughed, “You know what, I think our director is going to love that suggestion.”
“Yo Kyu!” A loud voice yelled from a couple of meters away, “Interview time!” Sanghyeok recognised the other as another alpha, Song Kyungho or Smeb - former pro-player turned streamer and interviewer and a close friend of Hyukkyu.
“Yah, you punk!” The taller, seemingly having walked over, clapped Hyukkyu on the back, “What’s taking so long?” Before he looked straight at Sanghyeok, alpha pheromones coming right off his, “Oh. This is your fake husband right?”
Extending a hand, “Nice to meet ya, I’m Kyungho or Smeb. This guy,” As Kyungho threw an arm around Hyukkyu’s shoulder, “closest friend and former ex.”
“Hyung.” Hyukkyu elbowed the other man and whispered, “What are you doing?”
Well, Sanghyeok was never one to back down from a challenge. Giving the outstretched a firm handshake, “Lee Sanghyeok or Faker, current husband of Hyukkyu.”
“Hmm, fake husband.” Kyungho commented snidely, “Anyways, got to borrow this guy for an interview. See ya.” Before he sees Hyukkyu being dragged away.
Sanghyeok can tell that the atmosphere has turned awkward. “Don’t mind Kyungho hyung, he’s always teasing Hyukkyu like that!” Jihoon chimed as the DRX members eyes darted around the room.
“Yeah.” Changhyun laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head, “We should probably go and get ready for our interviews as well.” Before the pro-gamers in front of him awkwardly shuffled away.
Once they were out of earshot, he could hear Wooje mutter, “What was up with that.” and Hyeongjun nodding along, “Hey leader, you might want to tone it down on the pheromones. You’re reeking!”
“What? He started it first!” Sanghyeok defended. What the fuck was that about? Sanghyeok looked on as Smeb made a huge show of him being close and touchy with his fake wife, arms around his shoulder and waist. Sanghyeok knew from all the interviews he had watched of Deft that Smeb usually wasn’t this clingy and- Did he just smirk at me? Bastard . Sanghyeok had to suppress a growl he felt crawling up his throat.
“Sooo… Smeb huh?” Sanghyeok asked as he drove him and the other to their dinner place for tonight, having gotten their shots for next week’s WGM segment earlier in the day. Thankfully, by the time they finished wrapping up, the LCK Arena had mostly cleared out of the day’s participants who had to return back to their dorms for practice, leaving him with the golden opportunity to ask the younger out for dinner.
“Ugh, don’t even mention it. I have no idea why he did that today!” Hyukkyu wailed, throwing his hands into his face.
“I mean, I didn’t know you guys dated.”
Hyukkyu sighed, “It was a long time ago. When I came back to Korea.”
“Oh really? Do tell.” Sanghyeok hummed, trying to seem nonchalant about the entire thing.
“Why? I don’t want to! You know so much about my dating history already.” Hyukkyu pouted from the passenger’s seat.
“I just want to know more about my wifey!” The driver protested. “Pretty please with a cherry on top? I’ll buy you dinner if you tell me.” This earned a laugh from the omega, “You buy me dinner anyways!” Which was true, Sanghyeok had been the one to pay for all their meals and activities claiming because “he was older and earned more” that he should.
“Alright, alright.” Sanghyeok raised a hand in mock surrender. “What if I told you about my dating stories in exchange for yours? Is that a fair deal?”
Hyukkyu thought about it but couldn’t help but tease the alpha. “But everyone knows about your dating stories. I’ve read about your scandal with that idol and all your dating rumours!”
“Oh yeah? So tell me Mr Kim, what have you read about me?”
Hyukkyu put a finger on his lips, in a thinking pose. “Well, let me count. I’ve heard about your scandal back in the day with that girl group member, Crystal.” Sanghyeok hummed. “And your rumour with that pretty omega from Evil Geniuses and the other one with that beta actress from Goblin when you made that cameo.”
“False. I never dated her.” Sanghyeok countered, wagging his finger blindly in the passenger’s direction before pulling up into an underground carpark.
“Wait, are you serious?” Before looking around, Hyukkyu asked. “Where are we?”
Putting his vehicle in park, Sanghyeok opened his own door before walking over to open the other’s door. “Come on. I hope you don’t take offence but I’ve heard the seafood at the Marriott’s is one of the freshest and the best so…” Hyukkyu observed the alpha turning pink and his smell starting to turn anxious. “So I booked us a room in the hotel.” Holding his hands up, “Not for any nefarious reasons or anything but the restaurant’s private rooms were booked today and I don’t think it would be great for us to be seen in public together. You know rumours and all that.” A wave of his hand, Sanghyeok hoped that Hyukkyu really didn’t misunderstand what he was trying to say. “The hotel and restaurant told me that they were able to serve dinner to us in a hotel room and you know so I booked one. Just for us to eat dinner in peace, without prying eyes! But of course, I completely understand if you are too uncomfortable with it, I mean… We could still head over to some-”
“Sanghyeok!” Hyukkyu called out, tapping him on the arm.
“Uh-huh?”
“Stop rambling, it’s hurting my head!” As if to make a point, the small tapped his temples. “Don’t worry about it, I won’t misunderstand.” Hyukkyu doubts Sanghyeok has ever looked at a man that way anyways. Pfft .
“Thank you for booking, it was very considerate of you.” The younger thanked Sanghyeok, the tips of the omega’s ears and cheeks going pink as he glanced up at the older through his eyelashes. Sanghyeok couldn’t help but marvel at the sight, taking in the satisfied smell that the omega was giving off.
Only the ding of the elevator indicating that they had reached their floor would snap Sanghyeok out of his daze. A small you’re welcome and Sanghyeok stepped off the elevator, leading both of them to their designated room.
“Woah.” The omega remarked as he stepped in, “Do you have to do everything in luxury and grandiose?” Taking in the Superior Suite on the higher floors of the Marriot. “Look! The view is insane!” He exclaimed, as he pointed to the window, taking in the view.
Laughing, Sanghyeok defended himself. “I didn’t book this suite specifically but the hotel and the restaurant were apologetic that they couldn’t provide a private dining room so they must’ve given us this as an apology. Here, take a look at the menu and tell me what you’d like.”
After they were done picking out and receiving their orders, the pair found themselves sitting on opposite ends of the dining table, chatting about their lives. This was what Sanghyeok enjoyed the most about his time with his fake wife, getting to know a friend better.
“Wait! So you're telling me that the pretty omega-”
“Which one?”
“Oh ok, Mr Popular.” Hyukkyu mocked, “The one from Evil Genius, Hyeri and you did actually date?”
Sanghyeok nodded, “Yeah, what about it?”
“You are really Mr Popular then.”
“You’re one to talk! I just found out about Smeb today!” Sanghyeok countered.
“Ok, so let’s count. How many exes have you had?” Hyukkyu challenged.
Sanghyeok hummed, “Like 4 maybe? Not counting dates or situationships I suppose.”
“Situationships?!” The younger exclaimed. “Hey, I have to deal with my ruts somehow! Stop changing the subject, what about you? How many exes? I bet there are loads.”
Hyukkyu pouted, “Not really. Not counting dates or situationships,” he mocked, “You know the only two boyfriends I’ve had.”
That surprised Sanghyeok, “Really? Only two?”
“Well, being a pro-gamer doesn’t really leave me many opportunities to meet others or much time to date.”
“But you’re gay, all the pro-gamers are guys and I think a good chunk of them are alphas.” Sanghyeok said flatly.
A flush of pink started to spread across Hyukkyu’s face, “Yes, but not all other pro-gamers are gay hyung!”
Ah right, that slipped Sanghyeok’s mind. Though he thinks if it was Hyukkyu maybe that wouldn’t matter.
“So Smeb.” Sanghyeok decided to change the topic. “What’s his deal?”
Hyukkyu shrugged, “I don’t know, he just likes to tease me sometimes.”
Sanghyeok could tell from the numerous video compilations he watched of the two of them but “I mean, what’s the story between you and him?”
Looking away and back, Hyukkyu smiled. “It’s nothing really. When I was coming back from my time in China, I had approached Kyungho hyung about leaving ROX and coming to KT with me.”
“Which he did.” Sanghyeok pointed out. Nodding, the omega looked down, still smiling. “He did. He was kind, handsome and funny. I don’t know, we just naturally fell into a relationship I supposed, after he had helped me with my heat one cycle during my first year back.”
“Your heat cycle. How does that work? Aren’t you on suppressants?”
“Well, I time it so that I go off the suppressants during the off-season and my heat comes a few days after.”
Wait, “That means you are due to go off them soon are you not?” Mentally checking the dates in his head, season opening had just started and the teams had about a month or two break before regular season started.
Hyukkyu pursed his lips, giving only a small nod as an answer.
“Soooo, what are you planning to do about it?” Sanghyeok asked gingerly. He knows that heats are a sensitive thing for omega, unlike ruts which most alphas seem to boast about.
Thinking if he should share that information with Sanghyeok. But there’s no harm right? And we are friends now?
“I usually spend it at umh, Kwanghee or Kyungho hyung’s place.” Now that has got Sanghyeok’s attention. “Well, I also spend it at my own sometimes. I didn’t know if I told you but I have a home that I bought for my family and one for investment so I spent my heats at the investment property sometimes if it's not rented at that time.”
A pit of fire suddenly burns in Sanghyeok’s stomach but before he could stop himself, “And Rascal or Smeb? Do they umh… help?” He knows that at times when omegas enter their heat or even when alphas enter their ruts, they may get someone to assist them. After all, even he knows that spending his ruts with an omega or even a beta helps tremendously in reducing the length and pain of going through the ruts himself.
Rosy cheeks appeared on the omega, fidgeting in his seat. “Kyungho hyung helps me with my heats sometimes. You know because of… the past and well, it's kind of hard to ignore, you know, the scent in your house.”
Sanghyeok forced himself to nod, “And Rascal?”
“I-It’s not like that. Kwanghee is an idol after all, it wouldn’t.. It wouldn’t be appropriate for him to help me with my heats. The fans may catch my scent on him.” But he is an alpha Sanghyeok wanted to point out and that Hyukkyu never did deny Rascal helping him. Hiding your significant other’s scent was something Sanghyeok knew all too well and unlike Hyukkyu, he didn’t have the luxury of blaming his partner’s scent on dorming together.
“Hey, if you ever need a place for your heats, my place is available.” Does it come with you? Hyukkyu wanted to ask but held his tongue. Not like that you idiot!
Of course, as expected, Hyukkyu declined , Sanghyeok insisted - both knowing that this push and pull will get them nowhere.
“Why did you even join this program anyways?” The omega suddenly questioned, having went from the dining table to the bed watching some random chick flick they had put on. This is turning out to be one hell of a long dinner .
The alpha sat up from his corner of the bed and looked at him, as if he couldn’t believe the question. “What do you mean? Why wouldn’t I? You’re cute, I am happy we got casted as a couple.”
Raising up a finger, “Well first, you’re not gay? Why would you agree to be paired with me?” and then another, “You’re a top tier idol, you don’t need the exposure?” and a third, “Plus, aren’t you afraid of angering your fans?”
Grabbing the other’s hand in his own, “Well, I am also almost 30, my fans aren’t that crazy anymore.” He pushed the third finger down while Hyukkyu snorted. “I may be a top tier idol but I just got out of compulsory alpha military conscription, I needed to gain some exposure and they thought this was the best way.” With that another finger went down.
Wagging his finger, Huykkyu questioned, “And this one?”
Sighing, Sanghyeok looked towards the TV and then back at that finger. “I guess I owe you that much. But just so you know, I didn’t know you were my partner. Even so, I am not a homophobe. I wouldn’t have cared even if I knew in advance. I just wanted to be on the show. Well.. because a month before the casting request, my long term girlfriend broke up with me. Honestly, I thought that joining the program would let me get over her or… make her jealous.” Even he was a little embarrassed to admit the other part.
“Oh stop it, I can feel your pity.”
“No. I mean, I get it. Breakups are hard. Even when they weren’t for a long time.”
Sanghyeok scoffed before apologising, he wasn’t angry at Hyukkyu for saying that but “We were together for two and a half years.”
Hyukkyu gasped as the realization hit him, “You guys went through your compulsory alpha training as a couple?” Even he knows the significance of a couple surviving through the compulsory alpha training.
“Mmhmm. All that and for her to dump me a few months after I completed.” Suddenly, he felt himself enveloped in warmth. Hyukkyu was… hugging him? This feels nice.
“I’m sorry Sanghyeok. That must have been so painful.” Taking in Hyukkyu’s faint scent, he hugged the younger one as well. I can’t wait to be able to smell Hyukkyu fully once he is off his suppressants.
Sanghyeok has to admit, that was one of the best sleep he has had in awhile.
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“So this is what a company looks like when it has money huh?” Hyukkyu remarked, stepping out of the car with Cheonju hyung, looking up at the fancy interior of the parking space.
“Or that’s what a company looks like when they don’t spend their entire budget on a League team.”
Walking into the reception, a pretty beta stood up from behind the desk. “Mr Kim and Mr Choi,” He greeted with a polite smile, sliding over their visitor’s passes, “We have been expecting you. Here’s your pass, please head up to level 10 - T1’s practice room is located there.”
“Thank you Jaehwan.” Cheonju gave a sweet smile, taking the passes and basically shoving Hyukkyu into the gates and to the waiting elevators. “What the hell,” He hissed, “They even have a good looking receptionist?!”
Hyukkyu rolled his eyes, “You’re so dramatic. You are good looking too hyung. Remember the fangirls you had back in the day?” Jabbing the tenth floor and watching the elevator ascending, slowing down at three and stopping at four.
Barreling in at the fourth floor was Lee Seungmin or Perfect, the vocalist of Sandbox. Who looked just as surprised to see them, halting at the entrance of the elevator before being shoved in by someone behind him.
“Oof.”
“Hey man, what the fuck, why would you block the- Oh my gosh! Hyukky hyung, Cheonju hyung!” Kwanghee crooned, shoving his way past the other and immediately heading over to the pair and enveloping his favourite hyung in a hug.
“Eh? Deft hyung?” Cuzz, Hyukkyu recognised him as one of the Sandbox members, remarked. “What are you doing here? Oh, are you heading to level 10 as well? So are we!”
“Uh, oh yeah” Hyukkyu stuttered, watching Seonghoon enter the elevator as well. “Here to film something for the show.”
Kwanghee raised an eyebrow, taking in a deep breath. “We got married?” Cheonju snorted, “What else? This show takes up most of his spare time now.”
“So Faker huh?” A low voice from the body that suddenly crowds at his side remarked. The nerve of his man, Seonghoon breaks up with him, drags him into this game of a push and pull and now has the audacity to smell jealous? Ugh, Hyukkyu hates alphas at times. So possessive over nothing!
Hyukkyu decides on a simple shrug and tries to reel in his scent. He had to remind himself that going off his suppressants yesterday, his smell was going to start being released again.
Ding! FINALLY!
Upon exiting the elevator, he was greeted with the sight of his fake husband and his teammates along the corridor.
“Hyuk- Oh! The Sandbox members!” Hyeonjun exclaimed.
“Yeah, we met in the lift.” Kwanghee supplied helpfully, Sanghyeok immediately walking over to attach himself to Hyukkyu. “You alright?” He whispered, pointedly glancing at Seong Hoon who was trying to look impassive.
“I’m fine. How did you know we were coming up anyways?”
“The receptionist told us. Now come on, the crew is already in the practice room. They have some stuff set up for us.” Sanghyeok said as he ushered him and Cheonju into their practice room.
After a couple of hours, Hyukkyu dropped to the floor (almost literally) with a pitiful whine. “This dance is too difficult!”
“Hyung, we already gave you the easiest dance in our choreography!” Wooje teased, almost dying of laughter.
“Not easy enough.” He pouted, he was a pro-gamer. They weren’t meant to take physical abuse of this level! It turned out that the WGM crew’s genius idea for today’s episode was for Hyukkyu to learn one of T1’s comeback songs. T1’s manager thought it was an amazing idea and even proposed that Sanghyeok and Hyukkyu film their comeback challenge after this.
“Alright kids, how about we break for lunch?” The director announced.
Sanghyeok came to his side, “Hyukkyu-ah, do you want to rest in the practice room? I can grab you a plate at the staff cafeteria. Pork or beef?” Sanghyeok tries his very best to ignore the snickers coming from his bandmates, all of who have made it clear their opinions that they think he is whipped for Hyukkyu. In his defence, he’s just being a good fake husband. Plus, in this situation, Hyukkyu is clearly too exhausted to go get lunch for himself, so why not bring it to him?
“Mhmmhmhmh, beef please Sanghyeok-ah.” Nodding, Sanghyeok got up to join his teammates who were already waiting by the door.
Once they were out of Hyukkyu’s earshot, the teasing began. “Wooje, would you like pork or beef?” “Could you also get me lunch too, Sanghyeok hyung?”
Ignoring them all, Sanghyeok mentally curses them in his mind while they make their way to the staff cafeteria. He makes quick work of ordering two sets of the beef bulgogi with rice and a soup before he decides it should be a to-go order and adds on an iced boba for Hyukkyu.
“What the hell hyung! I thought we were going to eat at the cafeteria together?” Wooje pouted, looking betrayed as him and the other T1 members stood with their trays in front of a Sanghyeok who was waiting for his takeout order.
“Shut up guys, I am just trying to be nice. He shouldn’t be moving around this much, I don’t know why he even came to film when he’s so close to his pre-heat.” Sanghyeok complained.
Minhyung nodded, “We understand hyung.” As he patting his leader on the shoulder, “There’s your takeout order, go serve lunch to your princess.”
Sanghyeok rolled his eyes, too lazy to even bite back a response as he hurriedly takes the takeout bags sitting on the counter. He’s not sure what Hyukkyu does for his pre-pre-heat but Sanghyeok figures that a warm soup, some meat and boba couldn’t hurt right?
As he makes his way back to the practice room, he could smell Hyukkyu’s scent, even if muted, which was a pleasant surprise when he had greeted the other at the lift today. However, as he approaches the practice room, Hyukkyu’s smell is distressed and some other scents, alphas. Was Hyukkyu in trouble? He quickened his pace to the practice room.
“Stop it Seonghoon. You know better than-” Rascal.
“I was just offering.” … Kingen?? Also, that smell - the smell of an (or two?) posturing.
“Stop it, you know-” Throwing the door open, Sanghyeok comes face to face to one Hyukkyu who looks very stressed, one Rascal who looks like he’s going to tear someone’s head off and another Kingen who looks a mixture of angry and smug.
Nodding at the other two, “Hey, got our lunches. Sorry, I didn't get any for you two.” Setting the takeout bags down on the floor, hoping that the other two would get the hint and leave.
Rascal, good on him, sensed what the oldest was talking about. Wrapping his arm around Kingen’s shoulder, “We are just about to go. Just came to say hi to Hyukkyu hyung you know.” However, it seemed like Kingen had other plans, jostling with Rascal, as if he wanted to stay and turning to face Sanghyeok with a smirk. “Oh sure, we were just looking for you to tell you that Jimin sunbae is here filming for content and is looking for you but we ended up finding Hyukkyu hyung instead.”
Sanghyeok forced out a nod, “Sure, thanks for letting me kn- What’s this?” Sanghyeok walked over to Hyukkyu where now a yellow jacket rested on his shoulders.
“Uh-um-er-” Sanghyeok can tell that Hyukkyu is panicking and he is stressed. However, it doesn’t help that the jacket reeks of Kingen’s smell and that he can sense his own phermones spiking.
“It’s mine obviously.” Kingen offers, still with that stupid smirk on his face before it grows wider, “I offered it to Hyukkyu hyung. You know, to help with his heat.”
Before Sanghyeok could even think, he let out a snarl as well as a fist in Kingen’s direction.
Wham .