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With his arms wrapped around Yeonjun’s frame, Soobin continued stroking the older’s back with his free hand, content at seeing the dark-haired idol in deep sleep with no trace of pain or discomfort. Soobin listened to his light snores and tried to match the rise and fall of Yeonjun’s chest with his.
The younger boy easily thought that this was his favorite spot in the whole world – holding Yeonjun in his arms like the precious being that he is. Truth be told, he was more than satisfied to stay in this position for the rest of his life.
Yeonjun’s breath tickled his neck, and Soobin did his best to pull back just a little bit without waking the older boy up. Luckily, he succeeded at putting a tiny space between them, and he couldn’t help but admire Yeonjun’s sleeping face, a smile teasing his lips as he tried to memorize every feature of his face (like he hasn’t already at this point).
His thick brows arched perfectly, his long eyelashes fanned his sculpted cheekbones, his straight nose rested perfectly in the middle of his face, and his plump pink lips shaped as a cupid’s bow parted slightly. Not to mention the intoxicating strawberry scent that was surrounding him like a warm embrace.
Everything about Yeonjun was perfect and beautiful, Soobin noted. He lifted a hand and ghosted his fingertips over the tiny mole below Yeonjun’s right eye.
Yeonjun stirred lightly but showed no signs of waking up. Soobin gently brushed his fingers in the older boy’s ear before bringing it back down to hold his waist.
When Soobin replayed today’s events in his head, he wanted to rip the camera director’s face off for coming too close to Yeonjun and cornering him. If anything, Soobin would gladly go back to the studio just to teach him a lesson about threatening what was his.
Wait, his?
Yeonjun was not his. Soobin needed to remind himself that Yeonjun was his hyung, member, and friend. But he was not his in that sense. He was not his mate.
But oh, how Soobin wished that were true. Ever since they were trainees, Soobin had developed a crush on Big Hit’s legendary trainee. And the more he got to know the older boy and spend more time with him when they debuted together, he fell even harder every single day. And it was the best thing that ever happened to him, Soobin thought to himself.
Not once did he regret falling for Yeonjun. He was perfect in any sense of the word. He was the most beautiful, caring, loyal, selfless, and talented man with the kindest and purest soul he knows. And Soobin swore to himself that when Yeonjun presented as an omega, he would do anything in his power to protect him from any harm.
If Soobin could claim him, he would have done so years ago in a heartbeat. But the leader knows that the decision should come from the older boy. Plus, Soobin would rather stab himself than ruin his hyung’s ever-rising career as an idol and, in the future, maybe even more.
Taking one final look at the sleeping boy in his arms, Soobin leaned forward to plant a soft chaste kiss on Yeonjun’s forehead, a silent promise that he would always be with him no matter what, before letting go of him to prepare some food for the omega when he wakes up.
Soobin slipped out of the room silently and closed the door behind him. As soon as he exited the bedroom, Beomgyu was standing right in front of him, his face expressing concern with a hint of mirth dancing in his eyes.
“How’s Yeonjun-hyung?” asked the younger omega quietly.
Soobin smiled at his member for caring so much for their eldest. “He’s fine, Gyu. He’s just sleeping now. Let him rest before you bombard him with your questions that I know are burning in your head right now,” replied the leader with a knowing look.
Beomgyu grinned at him but said nothing else. Just then, their younger members approached him, asking the same thing as Beomgyu did. Soobin answered all the same and told them he was going to prepare some food for Yeonjun when he wakes up.
“I can help you out if you need, Soobin-hyung,” Taehyun offered kindly, the younger boy itching to show off his culinary skills.
“Me too!” added Kai enthusiastically.
“Well, if everyone’s joining, then might as well count me in, Soobin-hyung,” Beomgyu said with a wide smile.
Soobin couldn’t help the pride swelling in his heart at seeing his younger members offer their time to help him cook for their hyung. When did they grow up so fast? Soobin pondered.
“Thanks, guys. I was planning on cooking something simple like bibimbap. I think we have all the ingredients so we don’t need to go out. Plus, we can have that for dinner as well,” Soobin stated as he walked to their kitchen, the others following right behind him to check.
The three boys nodded at Soobin’s suggestion before busying themselves with fetching the ingredients. Just then, Kai suggested, “Why don’t we also cook ramyeon? Yeonjun-hyung loves eating ramyeon any time of the day.” Their youngest was holding out five packs of Yeonjun’s favorite ramyeon flavor.
Soobin smiled and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, we can do that. Thanks, Hyuka. Why don’t you man the ramyeon station while Beomgyu and I start washing and cutting the vegetables and Taehyun can start cooking the meat for the bibimbap?”
All of them agreed to the division of labor and got to work. In more or less an hour, the boys finished cooking five bowls of bibimbap topped with fried egg alongside a steaming pot of ramyeon. Soobin glanced at the wall clock, which showed it was already 7:00 in the evening, perfect for dinner.
Soobin deposited a fair helping of ramyeon in two bowls to serve the other to Yeonjun in bed. Placing two bowls of ramyeon and bibimbap in a wooden tray, Soobin excused himself and headed to Yeonjun’s bedroom to bring him his dinner and eat alongside him.
Unbeknownst to the tall leader, three pairs of eyes were staring at his retreating frame, accompanied by wide grins and quiet murmurs of Soobin being utterly whipped for their Yeonjun-hyung.
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When Soobin entered the room, he was relieved to see Yeonjun still fast asleep. But since he needed to feed him his dinner before it got cold, Soobin gently nudged Yeonjun with his elbow as his hands were occupied with holding the tray up.
“Yeonjun-hyung,” Soobin called lightly.
Yeonjun stirred in his sleep and turned towards Soobin’s voice. A beat later, his eyes opened, blinking at Soobin groggily. Upon seeing Soobin with food, a slow smile spread across his face.
“Hi, Binnie. Is it dinner time already?” asked the older boy as he slowly sat up yawning and scooted to the other side of the bed to give Soobin some space, patting the bed to beckon the blond boy to sit down.
Soobin nodded and settled on the free space beside Yeonjun, the tray placed between them. “Yup. All of us cooked together to make dinner,” he answered proudly, showing off what each member did for Yeonjun.
“Wow, our dongsaengs have grown up, haven’t they?” Yeonjun asked warmly, reminding himself to thank them when he sees them soon.
Soobin flashed him a toothy grin and hummed in agreement before lifting a spoon and mixing the bibimbap. Once he was finished, he offered the bowl to Yeonjun.
Being the spoiled idol that he is, the dark-haired boy didn’t accept the bowl. Instead, he leaned forward and opened his mouth, his eyes closed as he pointed to his gaping mouth.
“Ah,” Yeonjun said in anticipation.
Soobin chuckled at his childish antics but didn’t complain. In all honesty, Soobin loved taking care of his members, especially Yeonjun. And if their oldest wants to be spoon-fed, then spoon-feeding he shall receive.
Soobin scooped a healthy serving of the bibimbap and brought it to Yeonjun’s mouth. The older boy hummed in delight on the first bite and Soobin wanted to see more of his smiles and crescent eyes.
So for the next hour, Soobin spoon-fed Yeonjun in silence, alternating between bibimbap and ramyeon, all while eating as well in between bites. Both boys ate in comfortable silence and neither found it awkward. They always enjoyed each other’s presence, whether they were talking or otherwise.
When Yeonjun finished every grain of rice and sip of soup, he let out a tiny burp that Soobin found too adorable for words.
“Are you full, Junnie?” Soobin teased as he took one final bite before collecting their bowls on the tray and placing it on the side table.
“Very, Binnie,” Yeonjun answered happily before letting out a yawn, lying down once more on the bed.
But the younger boy stopped him mid-way as he grabbed him by the arm to pull him back into a sitting position.
“Not so fast, mister. You need to wash up first before going back to bed,” Soobin told him, the leader in him coming out.
Yeonjun jutted his lower lip in an exaggerated pout. “Ack, I don’t wanna,” he huffed, pulling his arm back from Soobin’s hold and crossing his arms in front of him.
Soobin chuckled at his reaction. “Then at least brush your teeth, hyung.”
The older boy still wasn’t budging as he leveled Soobin with a challenging look as if to say, ‘Make me’ .
“If you don’t brush your teeth, I won’t hold you tonight,” Soobin playfully threatened. He turned around and walked towards the door, ready to make true his words. He didn’t see the slight panic that passed over Yeonjun’s face when his back faced him.
As soon as he took three steps away from the bed, Yeonjun admitted defeat.
“Fineeee, I’ll brush my teeth,” he grumbled with a roll of his eyes. “But you have to be here when I get back.”
Soobin grinned at knowing he won before he turned around. “I’ll be waiting, hyung.”
The petulant omega stuck his tongue out at him before standing up and heading toward the bathroom on the other side of the room.
While the older boy was preoccupied in the bathroom, Soobin busied himself with rearranging the litter of hoodies and clothes on the bed in a more orderly fashion. Not too much that it ruins the nest, but enough to make it bearable to sleep on.
In a matter of minutes, the older boy returned and went straight to bed, noticing the neatly arranged clothes and smiling at the thought of the alpha taking care of him. Yeonjun patted the side of the bed while staring at Soobin who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Hold me ‘til I fall asleep again?” asked the older boy innocently.
Soobin could never say no to that face, not that he ever wanted to. “You never have to ask, hyung,” he replied with a warm smile, his eyes softening considerably as he watched the older boy grin in delight. “Let me just brush my teeth real quick, then I’ll join you.”
The older boy nodded with a smile as he made himself comfortable on the bed. Meanwhile, Soobin brushed his teeth eagerly, his body buzzing at what awaits him –or, more likely, who awaits him. He returned as quickly as he left, heading to join Yeonjun on the bed.
Yeonjun waited for Soobin to settle down beside him before diving into his arms for the nth time, loving the way Soobin welcomed him without hesitation. The older boy purred as he wrapped his arms around Soobin’s waist and nuzzled his head on Soobin’s neck, whispering words of gratitude and affection.
Soobin had to control his urge to press kisses all over Yeonjun’s face and neck. His alpha hummed at the omega’s proximity and wanted to shower him with the same level of affection, if not more.
Soon , Soobin promised his alpha.
Not soon enough, replied his alpha, albeit in a low whisper.
That couldn’t be farther from the truth. But Soobin knows that he needs to keep himself in check. Hence, to stop himself from going insane, he nestled his nose on Yeonjun’s tuft of black hair and kissed the crown of his head, inhaling his sweet strawberry scent to calm him and his wolf.
This will have to be enough for now , Soobin told himself. When he felt Yeonjun’s breathing becoming shallower with every passing minute, he finally allowed himself to drift asleep as well.
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His peaceful slumber was interrupted when a loud pained whine echoed across the room, coupled with a pungent scent of strawberries and vanilla that assaulted his sinuses.
Soobin’s eyes flew wide open, only to see Yeonjun curled up in a tight ball with his back to the younger idol, clutching his stomach and releasing wave after wave of strong pheromones. At that moment, the alpha in him knew exactly what was going on.
Yeonjun is in heat.
The blond idol quickly got up to his feet and went to the other side of the bed, immediately placing a comforting hand on the older boy while his other hand went up to check his temperature.
Just as he suspected, Yeonjun’s skin was scalding hot to the touch. When his hand connected with his skin, Yeonjun jerked back from the sudden touch on instinct. But the moment his eyes flew open and locked with Soobin’s, he basically scrambled to get closer, pulling Soobin’s hand back to caress his cheek.
“Soobin-ah,” he whimpered, moisture welling up in his eyes.
“I’m here, hyung. Shh, everything’s gonna be fine. Don’t worry. I’ll call our manager so he can bring you to the heat clinic, okay?” Soobin gently assured as he wiped away a lone tear that trickled down Yeonjun’s cheek with his thumb.
His heart was aching at the sight of his hyung in pain. It always did every time he witnessed Yeonjun struggle with his annual heat.
He should be with us, he heard his wolf all but shouted in his head.
His instincts as an alpha and leader of their tight-knit pack of five were screaming at him to take care of their omega in his own way. But that would entail indulging the sensual aspect of an omega’s heat. And if there’s one thing that Soobin would never do, it would be to take advantage of an omega when he or she is in heat, especially someone as special as his Yeonjun-hyung.
Choosing to ignore his instincts and the voice of his wolf, Soobin brought his forehead to Yeonjun’s and released calming alpha pheromones to somehow mitigate the pain.
“No, no,” Yeonjun cried, shaking his head viciously. “No heat clinic. Stay with me instead. Please, Soobin, please.” The older boy raised his hand to grip Soobin’s shirt so he pulled him towards him, rubbing his head in the younger boy’s chest.
Soobin had to bite back a groan at the feeling of Yeonjun against him, along with the fact that he sought Soobin. But as much as he wanted to, Soobin didn’t trust himself enough to control himself, let alone take care of an omega in heat. Not to mention, the omega in question is none other than his hyung.
The younger boy has never taken care of him in this state. And while Soobin is known for being one of the most composed and calmest alphas, his resolve can only take so much.
Soobin softly shushed the whining omega as he rubbed calming circles on his back. “A heat clinic would help you faster, hyung,” he said, the nagging of his wolf incessant at the back of his head, demanding him to care for the omega himself.
Yeonjun shook his head vigorously against Soobin’s chest. “No, you can make it b-better. Please, Soobinnie, I-I don’t think…” a pained grunt escaped his lips before he continued. “I don’t think I can m-make it to the clinic in this s-state. This heat, my h-heat now, it feels d-different… more intense than a-anything I had b-before,” he bit out, clenching his teeth as he ended, his eyes glazed and pleading heavily at Soobin to grant him his wish.
Soobin was having a mental war against himself. On one hand, he knew that the right thing to do was to call their manager and let them take care of Yeonjun like they always did. But, a part of him wanted nothing more than to be the one to take care of the hurting omega.
Just then, his thoughts were interrupted when Yeonjun spoke softly for a second before he doubled over from the pain shooting in his abdomen.
“I need you, Alpha,” he whispered, almost inaudible. But thanks to Soobin’s heightened senses, he heard him loud and clear as day.
His resolve snapped. One second, Soobin was sitting across from Yeonjun with his arms rubbing calming circles on the older boy’s back. The next, he was scooping the omega in his arms, bringing both of them back to the bed with Soobin’s back to the headboard, depositing Yeonjun on his lap with his legs straddling Soobin’s hips. The alpha then directed the older boy’s head to rest on the juncture between his neck and shoulders.
Yeonjun breathed in deeply, inhaling Soobin’s minty scent and relaxing under Soobin’s firm hold on him. Soobin kept a loose grip on his nape and gave it a gentle squeeze, eliciting a whimper from the omega.
“Tell me what you need, baby,” Soobin asked huskily, trying his damndest to stop his intrusive thoughts from bombarding his rational line of thinking.
“Touch me, please,” Yeonjun basically begged, inching impossibly closer to Soobin as he buried his head deeper into nose Soobin’s scent gland.
Soobin tightened his hold on Yeonjun. He had to swallow the sudden lump in his throat at his hyung’s words. Blood was beginning to surge dangerously south and he prayed that the denim pants he currently had on were thick enough to conceal the growing bulge on his groin.
“Where, baby? Where should Alpha touch you?” asked the younger gruffly, restrained desire coating his words and voice.
“E-everywhere, a-anywhere you want, Alpha. Please, I need your t-touch,” Yeonjun sobbed, albeit stuttering as he ground his hips against Soobin. His sudden action had Soobin sucking in a sharp inhale as he tried to hold in his reaction.
“As you wish,” Soobin muttered in a husky voice before sliding his hand down from Yeonjun’s neck to his shoulders and finally settling on his hand.
He gently placed the older boy’s hand on his cheek, covering his small one with his own while he rubbed his cheek against Yeonjun’s palm.
“Is this good, hyung?” Soobin asked, eyes watching the dark-haired idol like a hawk to see his reaction.
Yeonjun simply shook his head as he pressed his palm harder on Soobin’s plump cheeks. “Need m-more… more s-skin,” he muttered.
Soobin knew exactly what Yeonjun meant – what he needed at the moment. The younger boy was not naive or oblivious about what transpires between an alpha and an omega during their ruts and heats. And it was taking everything in him to go against his nature to take care of the omega in that way.
All Soobin wanted to do was kiss Yeonjun senseless. He wanted to brand him with countless kisses and love bites. He wanted to devour him like a man starved for days. He wanted to consume him until he went limp in his arms. He wanted to own him until the only person Yeonjun could think of was Soobin.
With as much self-control as he can muster, Soobin pushed Yeonjun back lightly, earning him a loud whimper from the latter. Yeonjun chanted whines of ‘no’ and ‘don’t leave me’ as he scrambled towards Soobin, pushing his face into the crook of his neck.
“Shh, it’s okay, baby. I’m not trying to push you away. I just need to do something real quick, okay? Trust me.” Soobin assured him, rubbing his hands up and down the elder's arms to calm him.
Yeonjun pulled back slightly to look at him with a glazed stare, waiting for Soobin to move.
For a split second, Soobin hesitated to do what he was planning to do and almost backed out. But his concern over Yeonjun’s current state overruled everything.
Without uttering another word, Soobin pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his entire torso to the omega. When Soobin looked back at Yeonjun to see if he was by any means uncomfortable, he almost melted at the way Yeonjun was ogling him.
Yeonjun stared at him like he was the most beautiful creature known to man. Heat crept over his exposed body, a pretty red hue painting his skin, especially his chest. Soobin did not have a very defined muscular body like the other idols. But he goes to the gym to keep himself fit and he likes to believe that Yeonjun likes what he sees. The thought alone had his alpha rumbling at the attention.
The blond idol then tugged the ends of Yeonjun’s shirt, not once breaking eye contact.
“May I take your shirt off, hyung?” he asked gently, looking for any signs of discomfort.
Yeonjun remained silent for a moment before nodding his head, placing his hands on top of Soobin, and pulling his shirt up with his help.
Soobin could not stop himself from staring at the older boy’s exposed milky skin – so smooth and soft. He's seen Yeonjun shirtless before but never in this context.
Everything about him was damn perfect.
With both of them topless, Soobin did not waste another second as he pulled Yeonjun towards him, albeit a bit harshly, their chests colliding with a low thud. Soobin was just about to apologize for his harsh action, but when he felt Yeonjun nuzzle his face in Soobin’s neck once more and sighed in contentment, the younger boy deduced that he was fine.
The heat from their bodies was mingling with each other due to the lack of fabric between them. The feeling of Yeonjun’s bare chest against Soobin was unlike anything he ever imagined. It was indescribable in such a way that Soobin’s head went blank for a few moments. All he could do was feel everything.
“Better?” Soobin inquired a bit later, placing his hand on the middle of Yeonjun’s back.
The older boy nodded but said nothing. Soobin took that as a sign that the omega was focused on calming himself down with the alpha’s presence and pheromones. To help him, Soobin released more calming pheromones to surround the burning omega.
While doing so, Soobin found that it was getting harder and harder to ignore the intoxicating scent coming from Yeonjun, the evidence of his arousal suffocating the room.
Just then, Yeonjun felt a jolt of pain shoot across his abdomen, resulting in him groaning and producing more slick, which Soobin immediately noticed with his sharp senses. Given the heady and thick smell choking the air around them, the younger boy figured that Yeonjun was releasing copious amounts of pheromones and slick involuntarily. Confined in the four-walled room, he smelled absolutely divine .
Fuck , Soobin thought. What he would do to taste him and drown in his scent.
He didn’t realize he cursed out loud because the omega quickly looked up at him with deep, apologetic eyes.
“I-I’m s-sorry, S-Soobinnie,” he whispered, tears pricking his eyes, his lips pulling into a tight pout.
Soobin felt like an ass as he looked down at the older boy in panic. He quickly wrapped his arms around his waist and buried his head in Yeonjun’s neck, inhaling his sweet strawberry and vanilla scent.
“Never apologize, baby. You have nothing to be sorry for. I should be the one apologizing. I know this isn’t how you imagined spending your heat.” Soobin tried to reassure him by peppering the column of his neck with kisses and blows, effectively covering him in his own scent.
“N-no, I’m s-sorry for making things h-hard for you,” Yeonjun replied as he tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck more as a sign of submission to Soobin. “But I c-can’t imagine doing this with a-anyone.”
His last statement had Soobin stiffening. The thought of someone else besides him holding Yeonjun this close, basking in his scent, and having him pliant in his arms had Soobin seeing bloody red. He hates – no, despises – the mere thought of Yeonjun being this intimate with anyone.
The alpha in Soobin was roaring at the idea, demanding Soobin to protect their omega. As a result, Soobin suddenly tightened his hold on Yeonjun’s waist, bringing their bare torsos unreasonably closer.
“Mine,” Soobin growled instinctively against Yeonjun’s throat before nipping the area around his sensitive scent gland. To which Yeonjun reacted with a gasp and an erotic whimper. Soobin showered kisses around the slightly bruised skin, which had the omega squirming under his hold.
A full-body shiver wracked Yeonjun’s body as Soobin assaulted his neck with lip bites, the pressure from Soobin’s sucking immobilizing him. The older boy preened under his dominance, releasing another wave of pheromones and slick. This time, however, his scent became much thicker – definitely a sign that he was more than ready to take it to the next level. A wet stain was also beginning to appear on the pair of sweatpants that the older boy was wearing.
The moment Soobin picked up Yeonjun’s rousing scent and felt the damp evidence on the top of his thighs, his control slipped drastically. It felt like a veil suddenly covered his mind and the only thought he could think of was Yeonjun.
His eyes zeroed in on the throbbing – very exposed and vulnerable – scent gland under his ear, begging for his attention.
At that moment, all he had to do was move his mouth a few centimeters, and he could have his fangs clamping down on the awfully tempting spot. It would only take a second, and their fates would be tied together as mates.
Claim him. Claim him. Claim him.
When his lips ghosted against the gland, he heard Yeonjun suck in a deep breath as his hands flew up to grip Soobin’s shoulders, but he didn’t push him away.
Soobin’s canines lengthened, the tips scraping Yeonjun’s neck. Yeonjun cried out loud as he threw his head back, clearly exposing his entire neck to the alpha. Just then, something inside Soobin broke his drunken trance.
Soobin immediately pulled away, his canines now at full length and his senses more heightened than ever before. But he still wanted to bite something. Anything !
With Yeonjun as an absolute negative, Soobin bit the only thing he could think of. Before the omega could even react, the blond boy brought his arm to his lips and bit down. Hard . Hard enough to pierce his skin and draw blood.
When his muddled head registered the pain, it felt like the veil was lifted from his mind, and Soobin was able to regain his full senses.
When a trail of blood trickled down Soobin’s arm, Yeonjun sniffed the air, noting the metallic smell in the air. He reeled back and his eyes landed on the alpha who was biting his arm with now-glowing eyes. Absolute shock decorated his expression before panic settled in.
“Oh my god, Soobinnie, you’re bleeding!” the omega wailed, staring at him in disbelief. “Stop it. Why did you bite your arm?” The older boy didn’t like seeing the younger in pain just as much as Soobin didn’t like seeing him in pain.
For a few beats, Soobin had to close his eyes to calm himself down and keep his alpha in check before unlatching his fangs from his bleeding arm.
“I’m sorry, hyung. I lost control of my alpha and almost bit you. So I just did what I had to to keep you safe,” Soobin replied, his eyes losing their glow, indicating that he now had full control of his mind and body.
Yeonjun continued to stare at him incredulously with a hint of anger. After a few moments, Soobin was about to reach for him to offer comfort, but the dark-haired boy surprisingly avoided his touch. Instead, Yeonjun tried to scamper away from Soobin’s lap, even if it was the last thing he wanted to do.
“No, this is a bad idea. I never want to see you hurt yourself for my sake, Bin-ah. I’ll just ask Beomgyu to hold me for tonight,” said Yeonjun while distancing himself from the other boy.
Panic seized Soobin’s heart at the thought of not being able to touch, see, feel, smell, hear, or take care of the omega when he was in his most vulnerable state.
Before Yeonjun could stand from the bed, Soobin wrapped his arms around the older’s waist and pulled him back to his chest, their bare skin meeting again, eliciting a whimper from the omega.
“Stay with me.” These three simple words were enough to stop Yeonjun in his pursuit to leave.
Among the group, Soobin was always the most selfless one. He would never demand any of the members to stay with him if they didn’t want to. But tonight, he was feeling anything but.
When it comes to Yeonjun, the blond idol often finds himself becoming more and more selfish. He always wanted to be around Yeonjun. He wants his attention on him whenever they’re together. He was that desperate for the omega.
And as much as he loves his members, he didn’t want them to take care of Yeonjun, especially when he is in heat. Soobin is deluding himself that as their leader, it’s his responsibility to take care of their eldest and his alone. When in fact, he just wants Yeonjun all to himself.
Soobin brought his lips to Yeonjun’s ear before saying, “Trust me to take care of you, hyung.” His lips brushed the shell of the omega’s ear while he spoke.
Yeonjun all but melted at his actions and words, shivering from when Soobin’s lips grazed his now reddening ear.
“I already do, baby,” Yeonjun breathed, his eyes fluttering close. “But I hate seeing you get hurt in the process.”
“If I promise you I won’t hurt myself anymore, will you stay with me then?”
The older boy turned his head to look at the alpha, seeking his eyes to see if he was being serious. When Soobin stared at him with sincere-filled eyes, Yeonjun sighed and nodded.
Feeling like he won the lottery, Soobin flashed him his signature dimpled smile before carrying the older boy back to their prior position with his back to the headboard and Yeonjun on his lap.
“Now, tell me what you need,” asked Soobin, brushing his fingers on the side of Yeonjun’s face, his injury completely forgotten. It already stopped bleeding anyway.
“I need you,” answered the elder without question, leaning his face towards Soobin’s touch, his eyes piercing Soobin with a suggestive look.
Soobin proceeded to shower him with soft touches and kisses all over his face, neck, and chest, with a few licks and sucks here and there. He, however, did his best to avoid Yeonjun’s lower part like the plague.
Even when he came close to grazing the dent on the older boy’s sweatpants, Soobin immediately withdrew his hand and refocused his attention to someplace else.
Having said that, controlling himself was no longer the problem. It was actually controlling Yeonjun who kept grinding his hips against Soobin while his hands explored the expanse of the younger boy’s chest.
It came to the point where the evidence of their arousals brushed against each other on minuscule but multiple occasions. And Soobin was afraid – terrified, even – that biting himself won’t be enough to stop him from doing something rash.
“Hyung, s-stop,” Soobin rasped out, his breath getting caught in his throat as Yeonjun aggressively rubbed his groin against Soobin and gripped his forearms, the thick smell of arousal assaulting his senses.
Despite his plea, albeit weak, the older boy showed no signs of stopping as he grazed his fingertips against Soobin’s nipples and continued his grinding.
This has to stop before things get out of hand, Soobin thought.
Soobin did the one thing he promised himself he would never use against his members, especially with the omegas.
“Omega, stop,” Soobin commanded using his alpha voice, the alpha command making the omega stop instantly like pressing a pause button.
His alpha thrashed against him, scolding Soobin to keep touching the omega and continue his ministrations. But the rational man knew better.
Yeonjun leaned back to look at Soobin before he burst into tears. “Does Alpha not want me? I’ll be really good, I promise,” he sobbed, tears sliding down his cheek.
The sight of him crying and that he was the reason behind it broke Soobin’s heart. His heart terribly ached at the thought of hurting his hyung. His own wolf was scolding him for making their omega cry. Not that he was his but Soobin’s alpha argues otherwise.
Soobin cupped Yeonjun’s face with both hands as he wiped away his tears, calming him down to stop the tears. “Shh, shh, please don’t cry, baby. I’m sorry. Alpha’s sorry,” he cooed in a soft tone. “I just needed a minute. You kept grinding against me and fuck, I wanted to… *cough*, I mean, my brain had other thoughts,” explained Soobin calmly.
He waited for Yeonjun to stop weeping before he continued. “Trust me, baby, you have no idea how much I want you,” he said huskily, touching his forehead against the older boy.
He heard the other boy sniffle before asking with a pout, “Then, why did you push me away?”
A nervous chuckle bubbled in Soobin’s chest as he looked at how adorable and innocent the older boy looked right now. He planted a soft kiss against his forehead before responding.
“Because I don’t want to hurt you,” the alpha answered.
“You can never hurt me, Binnie,” Yeonjun retorted with full confidence, sniffling once more.
Soobin’s heart swelled at the trust their oldest gave him without any hesitation. He felt deeply humbled. “How you trust me, my dear hyungie,” the ‘my’ slipped out smoothly. “But I can’t say the same thing about me. One slip up from my sanity and I can have you pinned against this bed so fast, you’ll never know what hit you.”
Soobin intended to threaten the omega to make him see him as a terrifying predator that shouldn’t be trusted too easily with his safety. He expected Yeonjun to draw away. And while he and his alpha whined at the thought of losing him, he needed to accept that to keep his omega safe.
However, contrary to his expectations, the older boy seemed thrilled about the threat – even excited! The smell of thick aroused slick wafted into Soobin’s nose, his eyes fluttering and glazing with hot desire and lust.
“Who says I don’t want that?” breathed the older boy, his lips a mere breath away from Soobin. One more push and they’d be kissing.
But thank God (or maybe, not), Soobin still had a residual of his self-control as he tilted his head to the ceiling, the back of his head hitting the headboard.
“Please, baby. Don’t make this harder than it is,” the younger boy practically begged. “This is your first heat with an alpha, and all I want is to make this as painless and comfortable as it can be without indulging into… that .” Soobin looked down and pinned him with a pleading look.
Yeonjun huffed his obvious disapproval, muttering phrases such as ‘ too chivalrous for your own good ’ and words along those lines.
“Just admit you don’t want me,” Yeonjun whined with a pout, hating being denied what he wanted so desperately as he cast his head down.
“Look at me, baby.” Soobin coaxed the older boy to lift his head with his fingers under his chin. “I want you more than anything. Never doubt that. I want to claim you like there’s no tomorrow. I want you to mine and mine alone for the longest time. I love you but this kind of decision should be made when we’re both in our right minds. We’ll talk about it when your heat is over, okay?”
Well, so much for being subtle about his want for the older member. He basically just confessed his feelings for him and his desire to claim him as his in the most unromantic way possible. Way to go, Soobin. No point in hiding it now, he thought.
His sudden confession rendered Yeonjun speechless as he was stunned by the intensity of Soobin’s words, gulping despite his dry throat. A beat later, a wide grin spread across his beautiful face, leaning forward to rest his head on Soobin’s shoulder with his face facing the younger boy’s scent gland.
“Okay. Let’s talk about when my heat is over,” said the dark-haired idol before skimming his nose across Soobin’s neck. “Just so you know, I wanted you to be mine for so long too,” he confessed in a soft tone. “Oh, and I love you too, in case you’re wondering.” A weak chuckle followed after he spoke.
The blond boy felt his heart stop before it thrashed against his chest to the point that it hurt after hearing Yeonjun’s simple confession. The omega he’s been in love with for years now also loves him back? This has got to be the single best thing that ever happened to Soobin, apart from meeting and debuting with Yeonjun.
It felt like his heart was so full that Soobin thought he would suddenly burst into song. His alpha was jumping and running in circles in absolute delight upon knowing that their omega wanted them. Soobin wrapped his arms around Yeonjun tighter and left a long kiss on his forehead.
“You have no idea just how happy you made me right now, hyung,” remarked Soobin, barely able to contain his excitement.
Yeonjun couldn’t help but giggle at his comment. “I don’t have to know. I can feel how fast your heart is beating right here,” he replied, placing his hand over Soobin’s beating heart.
Soobin chuckled as he covered his hand with his before bringing it to his lips to deposit soft kisses all over his fingers and knuckles. “From this day onward, I promise to love you and take care of you like never before, hyung. I hope I can be a great mate worthy of you.”
Yeonjun gazed at him lovingly from his neck. “I have no doubt that you'll make an amazing mate, Binnie. I know I'd be honored to be bonded to you,” he said confidently with a genuine smile.
Soobin preened at the older boy’s words. He patted his thick mop of hair and stroked his bare back with the other.
“There’s no greater honor than to be bonded to someone as amazing as you, hyungie,” said the alpha merrily.
Hiding his face against Soobin’s neck, Yeonjun hid his flushed cheeks, feeling more embarrassed at the younger boy’s words, rather than the fact that they just confessed their feelings for each other, or that their bare chests were pressed against each other.
Yeonjun couldn’t help but trail a path of soft kisses from Soobin’s neck near his gland to his chin, then both cheeks, then the tip of his nose, then his forehead, and finally, his plump lips before leaning back.
His peck against Soobin’s lips felt so light and soft like a petal’s touch, but it was enough to ignite a burning flame at the pit of Soobin’s stomach and make him feel like combusting.
The small gesture left Soobin wanting more. He needed to taste him properly. He can be a gentleman later. Right now, he needed to kiss his hyung longer and better. The younger boy brought his hand up to cup the back of Yeonjun’s head to bring him back.
The moment their lips touched again, Soobin couldn’t stop the groan that left his mouth. And neither could Yeonjun with his own. Heat spread across Soobin’s chest at the feel of Yeonjun’s lips on his.
At first, their kiss was innocent and sweet, their lips sliding against each other in a play of multiple tugs and pecks. Both found a rhythm that they were comfortable in as they basked in each other’s warmth.
The strawberry and vanilla scent of Yeonjun turned sweeter as Soobin licked the older boy’s slightly-thicker bottom lip. The alpha figured he liked that so he continued doing it between their tiny kisses. The sweet scent surrounded them and excited both males.
However, a few minutes in, Soobin felt Yeonjun beginning to grind against him, the scent of his arousal wafting in the air once again. His alpha was urging him to give their omega what he wants. And at that moment, Soobin did not feel the need to fight him.
A beat later, their innocent kiss warped into something more intense as Soobin felt bolder to kiss his omega senseless. “Open up for me, baby,” he said gruffly, giving Yeonjun’s nape a gentle squeeze.
Yeonjun complied almost immediately as he shyly opened his mouth before Soobin slipped his tongue inside, eliciting a whimper from the omega. The intensity of their kiss went up a hundred times as both boys tried to get closer, taste better, and just feel each other.
Soobin gripped the side of Yeonjun’s thighs and gave them firm squeezes to which Yeonjun responded by shuddering from the sign of dominance. The older boy squirmed in his lap to try and get more friction and pressure against his hardening member, evidenced by the visible bulge on his sweatpants.
The younger boy indulged him by lifting his hips to meet the downward movement of Yeonjun’s hips, giving the omega exactly what he needed.
“You taste amazing, Junnie,” commented the alpha as he pulled back to trail open-mouthed kisses all over the column of Yeonjun’s neck. “And you feel so good right now,” he added as he ground his aroused member against Yeonjun’s damp backside caused by his slick.
Yeonjun could only whimper in response. “More, Alpha. Need more, please,” panted the omega against his ear.
“Patience, baby. All in good time,” Soobin replied slowly as he slid his right hand from Yeonjun’s thigh to his bottom and gave it a soft squeeze. “Tonight, let me just hold you.” He planted a lingering kiss on the older’s cheek.
Yeonjun groaned in frustration. “You and your gentlemanly ways,” he grumbled. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m horny as fuck right now, Soobin-ah. I need some release before I combust,” whined the older boy, his pout appearing again.
Soobin stopped his ministrations to look at Yeonjun who was eyeing him with desperation. The blond idol cupped his cheeks and kissed him fervently, drowning in his scent and taste once more. Yeonjun did not hesitate to kiss him back with as much ferocity.
Distracted by their kiss, Soobin snaked his hand to the front of Yeonjun’s pants and palmed his hardened member. “Does hyungie crave attention here?” he asked, all while massaging him through his pants.
Yeonjun moaned loudly, not bothering to cover up his sound. “Y-yes, Alpha, yes,” gasped the omega, rubbing himself on Soobin’s palm. “I’m close, Bin-ah.”
Soobin smirked at him, stroking the aroused member. He was getting excited at the sight of a worked-up Yeonjun. He was even more delighted to know that he was the cause of it. The blond wanted to elicit more reactions from him. Wanted to be the reason behind his every moan, gasp, whimper, and groan.
And so, Soobin angled himself so that his own arousal pushed against the spot where Yeonjun was copiously wet and sensitive. He then leaned forward to bring his mouth a breath away from the older’s ear, causing the latter to shiver from his proximity.
“What a good omega you are, hyungie. So hard and wet for me. I can’t wait to have you all to myself. Would you like that, omega? Want Alpha filling up your weeping hole?” whispered the alpha hoarsely, not once stopping his ministrations on the omega.
Soobin had no idea where this confidence and dirty talk came from but he sure as hell is not stopping. Not after realizing how much it aroused the older boy based on his release of pheromones. Yeonjun mewled at his words and actions, begging for more.
“Soon, baby. Right now, I want you to come. Let me see how beautiful you are when you come for me. Wanna see you let go for me,” coaxed the alpha seductively.
Yeonjun leaned back to stare at him with hooded eyelids and slightly parted lips, showing how close he is.
“P-please,” he said, his voice cracking from the built-up pleasure at the pit of his stomach, begging to be released.
“Come now,” Soobin ordered gruffly, squeezing Yeonjun’s cock hard and lifting his hips to hit the right spot on the omega’s bottom.
Yeonjun cried out his name as he felt pleasure explode and course through every fiber in his body, his head thrown back as wave after wave of pleasure seized his body and mind. He wrapped his arms around Soobin’s shoulders as he came.
Sparks flew in his closed eyelids and he felt himself get higher and higher until he exploded before slowly descending. His aroused cock twitched as cum spilled out, drenching the front of his pants in thick spurts. Yeonjun panted like he just ran from a marathon after coming.
Soobin waited for the omega to come down from his high before peppering him with kisses all over his face.
“You did so well for me, omega. You looked so beautiful when you came. I’m so proud of you,” he said, cupping his cheek and kissing him on the lips.
Yeonjun flushed heavily at his praise and flashed him a shy smile. “Will you cuddle me some more?” asked Yeonjun in a whisper.
Soobin grinned at him, his dimples deep in his cheeks. “There’s nothing more I want to do, baby,” he answered. “But first, let me clean you up before we go to bed, okay?”
The older boy could only nod and answer with a tiny OK. Soobin looked at him lovingly before he gently removed the omega from his lap to fetch some tissues and a new pair of underwear and pants for him.
He returned quickly, instructing Yeonjun to lift his tired hips so he can clean him up. All the while, Yeonjun just kept staring at the alpha with adoration and awe. Even in their most heated moment yet, Soobin never fails to put him and his needs before all else. And the younger boy fully intends to keep caring for him until the end of time.
Soobin made quick work of cleaning him and dressing him up with clean clothes before joining Yeonjun on the bed and bringing both of them down to lie on the bed, their arms wrapped tightly around each other’s waists.
Yeonjun buried his head in Soobin’s neck, wanting to get closer. “Feel so nice. But are you sure there’s nothing more you want to do?” Yeonjun teased in response to Soobin’s statement a while ago, a playful grin teased his lips.
Soobin pinched him on the side, earning him a playful yip from the older boy. “Behave,” he lightly scolded but all in good fun. There are about a million things he wants to do, but all of them can wait.
If anything, Soobin is a very patient hunter. He’s willing to wait for a lifetime if it means Yeonjun will become his in the end.
Pleasant silence descended in the room as the boys felt more than satisfied with being in each other’s arms. Deep in their own thoughts, both were thinking about how they would properly ask one another to be mates as soon as Yeonjun’s heat ends.
Dating, be damned. They have known each other for so long, they basically know everything about one another. All they need to be certain of is that they cannot imagine spending their lives with anyone but each other.
And on that night, they have never been more sure about anything in their entire lives.