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The reports of omegas getting assaulted are growing at an alarming rate. It has Junmyeon paranoid about his surroundings.
He walks home since his workplace is near. A few days ago, there is this suspicious figure in all black trailing behind him.
He is always in the same attire. The strange man disappears every time Junmyeon turns behind to take a picture.
Tonight, Junmyeon can sense the male constantly following him again. His apartment block enters the field of his vision. Junmyeon wants to run but he is scared of getting chased.
What if the man follows him all up to his home?
Junmyeon decides to take a different route. He heads to the convenience store he frequents to lose the stalker. He purposely takes time scanning the items on the rack, glancing around from time to time.
The man cannot do anything to him here since cameras are everywhere. His whole being shudders as Junmyeon catches sight of the stalker in the black cap and black hoodie in the same row as him.
Junmyeon takes in a deep breath, not wanting to panic.
He continues to pretend to check the snacks one by one before putting them away. The man scans his surroundings before moving closer to the omega. Junmyeon knows he has to go now.
He is not sure whether he is safe in here anymore.
He slowly turns away, heading to the exit but then, he spots the familiar broad back of an alpha perched at the eating section of the store near the huge window. He always wears a black bomber jacket.
Junmyeon consistently sees him on the weekends for a month now. Today is a weekday. Junmyeon is lucky tonight. He has no other choice but to do this.
He wraps his arms around the alpha's neck loosely from behind, his tone unbelievingly loving, "It's been a while since I've seen you, darling."
Chanyeol, who has taken the last bite of the pastry, almost chokes to death by surprise. He turns his head to scowl at the individual but he fails because Oh my, what a beautiful person.
Junmyeon whispers fast near the alpha's ear, "There's someone following me a few days ago and he's here again. Please help."
Chanyeol shivers a little at the warm breaths brushing his skin but as soon as he is aware of this person's situation, he acts along as his partner.
"I'm sorry, I was so busy with work," Chanyeol complains as he stands up, hugging the short male from the front, mentally amused that the male perfectly fit in his arms, "I missed you so much."
Junmyeon did not mean to do it but he does as he inhales deeply at the bergamot scent exuding off the alpha, his head slightly becoming dizzy.
He has alpha friends but none of their scents has him this light-headed.
"Are you upset?"
Chanyeol looks down at the person, a head shorter than him, genuinely wondering why the smaller one has gone silent. Junmyeon peers up at him, not realizing how tall this alpha is until he has to crane his neck to look at him.
A whiff of a sweet scent enters Chanyeol's nostrils. He has omega colleagues but none of them has this potent scent. This person has a vanilla smell with a hint of petrichor.
And it is making him a little woozy.
"I'm not," Junmyeon finally finds his voice to answer, "I understand... Shall we head back to my place?"
Chanyeol nods, continuing the act as he hooks an arm around the smaller omega's shoulder, ignoring his racing heartbeats. He needs to get this omega safe to his home.
The man somehow resumes pursuing them. Junmyeon is worried as hell as he whispers, "He's still behind us." Chanyeol does not need to look behind to confirm that.
Alphas have a high sense of hearing. He can listen to the shuffles of sneakers on the ground, taking slow yet steady steps.
"I'm here. He won't do anything," Chanyeol states confidently as he sends a text to the team who are at a stakeout at another part of the district before pocketing his phone into his black jeans.
Junmyeon voices out his concern, "But I don't want him following me back to my apartment." Chanyeol gets his point.
After a turn to the left, he spots a narrow dimly-lighted alley to hide but he throws the idea out of his head. He does not want to frighten the already scared omega.
"I have an idea," Junmyeon proposes. Before Chanyeol can even ask, he is pulled by his hand into the said alley.
"Do you have a mate?"
Junmyeon asks with urgency, his heart hammering inside his chest. Chanyeol is still processing the current situation as well as their proximity.
Their bodies are close, almost pressing against each other. Chanyeol has to place his palms on either side of the omega's head to have their personal space. He shakes his head at the question.
"Kiss me."
Chanyeol's eyes nearly bulge out, "What?"
"He thinks we're putting on an act. That's why he's still following us," Junmyeon glances at the shadow nearing the alley, "Hurry." Chanyeol looks at the shadow, swallowing the lump in his throat before leaning in just like that.
The omega's lips are soft against his. Like flower petals.
Junmyeon's hands come up to rest them on the taller's jaws, moving his mouth against the alpha's plush ones.
Chanyeol briskly dusts the dirt off his palms before having them on the omega's hips, angling his head as he sandwiches the smaller's lower lip tenderly.
Junmyeon melts by the unexpected gentleness, his legs becoming a goo. His hands grab onto the taller's shoulders so that he will not fall. "Mark your scent on me," Junmyeon whispers faintly, "Hurry."
Chanyeol does as he is told, nuzzling deeply into the crook of Junmyeon's neck. The footsteps halt in front of the alley right then.
Chanyeol tucks the shorter's head into his chest as his other arm loops around the omega's middle. He then turns his head to the man, glowering.
The supposed stalker dashes away.
"He's gone," Chanyeol gazes at the omega, looking so cozy in his arms with his eyes closed as he catches his breath.
The alpha inside him coos at the sight. He did not mean to do it but he does as he noses into the omega's hair right above his ear to take in that addicting scent.
"Do you want to continue... ?"
Junmyeon gulps at the lowered voice so close to his ear. The way the taller asked carefully has Junmyeon wondering whether the alpha is scared to have him offended.
Junmyeon's body tingles everywhere just by the voice. He can somehow sense a hint of hope in the alpha's question. Junmyeon does not give a verbal answer.
He frames his palms over the alpha's cheeks before slotting their lips together.
Chanyeol feels warm all over the response. He cradles the back of the omega's head so that it does not touch the dirty wall, his other resting on the waist. He squeezes it firmly as a reminder to himself not to take it too far despite the alpha inside screaming.
Junmyeon emits a sound in his throat by the squeeze on his waist. He pulls the taller closer with his arms sliding around the alpha's neck, tiptoeing to meet his level.
"My name," Junmyeon pants against the taller's neck minutes later, unknowingly scenting the alpha, "It's Junmyeon."
Chanyeol resists the urge to nuzzle his nose into Junmyeon's neck again because the omega smells so sweet and he just wants a little more...
"Chanyeol," He replies with a huff, pressing his forehead against Junmyeon's shoulder from marking his scent further onto the smaller, taking in what he can at this reach as his hands rest snugly on Junmyeon's waist, "I'm Chanyeol."
"And that's how we got married," Chanyeol concludes, a tint of pink painting his cheeks as he stacks the files neatly on his desk.
The group of junior detectives groans simultaneously, not pleased by the short story of their senior who has gotten married to the gorgeous omega who walked into the precinct to fetch Chanyeol for lunch earlier.
"Things just got spicy!"
"You can't just end it like that!"
"Yeah! Did you exchange numbers with him that night?"
"How was the first date?"
"I can't with this cliffhanger..."
"I won't be able to sleep tonight."
Chanyeol snorts out a laugh at their various expressions of disappointment.
"What a coincidence that the man you were assigned to catch was the same person who stalked your husband."
"What happened after that? Did you leave him to catch the stalker?"
"Wait, before you answer that, did your husband even know you were a detective when he asked for your help?"
Chanyeol laughs softly as he remembers how Junmyeon was shaken to the bone after Chanyeol introduces himself as the head detective's assistant on their first date.
He explained that the stalker was his assignment and he was on a stakeout with other detectives that night. The omega kept apologizing for ordering him to kiss him just after they met.
Heck, they did not even know their names before they kissed.
"Stop smiling like that, we're getting jealous!"
"We need to know what happened next."
Chanyeol pinches the bridge of his nose, sighing in exasperation, These guys are not even kids but they sure do act like one.
"I'll tell you everything after we get this case closed," Chanyeol declares as he drops the opened file on his desk for everyone to see, "We'll have a briefing later. Take a look before we move."
The rest flock together at his desk like birds, reading the file's content. Chanyeol's phone vibrates. His husband has sent him a text.
Is everything okay? Your colleagues were looking at me as if they saw a ghost...
Chanyeol chuckles as he responds to the text, imagining a concerned Junmyeon looking at him, I never told them I was married.
Oh. That makes sense!
Yup. By the way, I'll be leaving work early today. Can't wait to see you.
Me too. I miss you already.
Chanyeol blushes, picturing Junmyeon pouting up to him as he replies, I miss you more.
"Look, he's all red again."
Chanyeol throws a crumpled paper to the one taking his pictures, his cheeks indeed red, "Get back to work!"