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The moment Sung Hyunjae draped Sillekia’s Wings over Han Yoojin’s shoulders, Han Yoojin immediately felt safe. The heavy fabric was a comforting weight over him, as if he was being hugged from behind. The alpha’s signature coat felt like it belonged to him and him only. 

His inner omega purred at the alpha’s heavy scent of oak and spice that practically drowned his senses. It almost felt nostalgic, as if Han Yoojin experienced this before, but he only met the Seseong guild leader less than a handful of times. He momentarily forgot about the plan until Sung Hyunjae spoke to him. Han Yoojin lightly slapped his cheeks and set his plan into motion.

But the entire time, the scent of Sung Hyunjae stuck to Han Yoojin.

How strange.

Han Yoojin had only felt this safe with his own brother, let alone the Guildmaster of a rival guild. Years of being alone in his previous regression must have made him more sensitive to others. 

The warm coat was two sizes bigger than Han Yoojin, forcing him to pull the sleeves up so he could point in different directions. And when his cheeks brushed against the collar of the coat, he felt a brief sense of content each time.

Han Yoojin shook his head. He had to focus! There was no time to waste. 

“Let's go!”

Sung Hyunjae lifted him up with ease and together they defeated Bhabar the Mountain Devourer with the rest of the S-class hunters. Han Yoojin could hear everyone’s cheers as they celebrated their win.

He could even feel Sung Hyunjae’s pride and strength, basking in the glory of their victory.

Once again, Han Yoojin’s inner omega cheered at successfully impressing the alpha. 

Dizzy with adrenaline and fatigue, Han Yoojin blissfully passed out, the scent of Sung Hyunjae clinging to him as he closed his eyes.

“And take your damn coat!”

Sung Hyunjae held his hand out as Sillekia’s Wings was thrown towards him. He caught it with ease and put it back on.

Oho?

He sniffed the lapels and grinned. There was a new underlying tone of sweetness ingrained in his coat.

A sweetness that can only be caused by a certain omega. 

When Sung Hyunjae first met Han Yoojin, he found the other’s scent quite normal. The scent of a fresh, earthy garden underlying the calming smell of fresh linen permeated his nose. It was almost nostalgic. Perhaps they briefly encountered each other before their official meeting.

Han Yoojin truly lived up to his nature as a caretaker. The omega’s scent felt like home, a place where he could hide and be comfortable.

It was a breath of fresh air. 

In his day to day life, Sung Hyunjae was surrounded by hundreds of different scents, mostly irritating and cloying. Many people wanted to earn his favor, using their scents to try and seduce him. It sickened him. 

However, Han Yoojin was different. The omega was prideful and confident, yelling to the world that they had to come to him for beast taming. He made himself a prime commodity for others to seek. He welcomed everyone to challenge him and seek his art.

And Sung Hyunjae willingly let himself get hooked.

Today he will step back and let Han Yoohyun take his dearest brother home.

But next time…Sung Hyunjae will not relent. His fascination had taken root and it wasn’t going to fade anytime soon. 

Eventually the two became close. Sung Hyunjae showered Han Yoojin with gifts and luxuries, causing the omega to balk and run away. But as he proclaimed before: Sung Hyunjae did not relent.

He gave Han Yoojin his black credit card and handknit cardigans made with hot pink wool of the highest quality. He cooked Michelin star meals and graced Han Yoojin with the most premium equipment he could find. Sung Hyunjae even allowed Han Yoojin exclusive usage of Sillekia’s Wings.

(That was a bonus for Sung Hyunjae. When Han Yoojin returned the coat, it smelled divine. Sung Hyunjae didn’t wash the coat for a long time.) 

For Han Yoojin, it was a long journey of tiptoeing over boundaries and knowing when to back off. When golden eyes gleamed, Han Yoojin knew trouble would follow. 

Luckily Han Yoojin had a L-rank Fear Resistance skill. He wasn’t afraid of Sung Hyunjae.

Okay, that was a lie. If he turned off his skill, then he was sure the S-class would intimidate him.

But only a bit! Han Yoojin was already used to the alpha’s sense of humor and roundabout ways of teasing. Sung Hyunjae made things interesting, that’s for sure. 

They used each other, becoming partners in crime. They discovered each other’s weaknesses and eventually became something that even the system couldn’t fathom: mates.

At first, Han Yoohyun threw a fit. He threatened to set the Seseong guild on fire after he saw a hickey on Han Yoojin’s neck. Han Yoojin, always weak for his younger brother, confessed immediately. 

Sung Hyunjae welcomed the challenge. He whisked Han Yoojin away, forcing Han Yoohyun on a manhunt to end the life of the alpha who dared to claim his precious hyung. The two guild masters fought outside of the city for around an hour, no holds barred. But when Sung Hyunjae saw how distraught Han Yoojin was at their injuries, they reluctantly paused the fight.

“You don’t deserve him,” hissed Han Yoohyun as he held an ice pack to his cheek. Flames exuded from his body, threatening to burn Sung Hyunjae, who sat a few meters away.

“I don’t,” said Sung Hyunjae, his ever present smile on his face, “but I like to think that I make him happy. Don’t you want to see your precious hyung happy?”

Han Yoohyun glanced at his brother, who was tending to Sung Hyunjae’s mild burns. Han Yoojin was totally concentrated as he carefully applied medicinal salve and gauze. Han Yoohyun scowled and turned away. 

“Of course I do. I just wish it didn’t involve you.”

There was a dangerous glint to Sung Hyunjae’s smile, but the Haeyeon guild master’s words were not unwarranted. Seseong had many enemies as it did allies. It didn’t help that Han Yoojin was also affiliated with Haeyeon and the taming center. There were going to be many eyes on them. 

It was just another challenge that they would have to overcome. The odds were already against them, but that didn’t stop the two from pursuing their desires. 

The first time Han Yoojin spent his heat with Sung Hyunjae, the alpha put the entire Seseong building on lockdown. Security was on high alert and no one was allowed near the vicinity. Although excessive, Sung Hyunjae wanted to ensure that Han Yoojin’s heat would pass safely. 

He also didn’t want anyone interrupting their precious time together. 

Han Yoojin built his nest close to the aquarium, which was strange, but Han Yoojin insisted on being able to see the fish as he rested. Sung Hyunjae didn’t object. Instead, he shifted all of the furniture and brought in cushions so they wouldn’t have to lay on the hard floor. 

“Anything for my dear partner,” he told the moving company as they rearranged the room to his omega’s liking. It took three hours of Han Yoojin directing the movers and another hour of Sung Hyunjae coaxing Han Yoojin to give the movers a break, but the room was finally suitable for a nest. 

Han Yoojin was prepared and already had plenty of clothing for the nest. Bak Yerim’s favorite hoodie, Yoo Myeongwoo’s soot-stained shirt, and Noah Luire’s extra security vest made its way into the nest. He even saw some clothes from his own guild members. 

However, there was a small eyesore in their otherwise perfect nest. Sung Hyunjae did his best to ignore the entire section that was made up of various articles of clothing from Haeyeon’s Guildmaster. Han Yoohyun had a personal vendetta against him and made sure to supply his dearest hyung with half his damned closet. Han Yoohyun must have personally scented each article of clothing because Sung Hyunjae could smell the other alpha’s stench from across the room. He even had to politely ask his partner to not bring Han Yoohyun’s underwear to their lovely nest.

Han Yoojin’s eyes were hazy, signaling that his heat would start soon. His logic was beginning to fade so Sung Hyunjae thought it would be better to convince his partner now.

“Dear, are you sure you want that in our nest?” Because they definitely did not need Han Yoohyun’s briefs anywhere in his peripheral vision.

Han Yoojin pouted, clutching the offensive piece of clothing. “But Yoohyun-ah gave it to me…he insisted it belongs in our nest.”

That bastard knew he couldn’t deny Han Yoojin. Sung Hyunjae gently patted Han Yoojin’s head. “I understand that but...can you perhaps put it under something else?”

Han Yoojin leaned into Sung Hyunje’s touch. “I guess I can,” Han Yoojin rearranged the Han Yoohyun pile so that the cursed item was hidden. “How’s that?”

“Perfect.” 

Sung Hyunjae’s favorite section was towards the top of their nest where it was filled with everything that Sung Hyunjae knitted for Han Yoojin. From gloves to scarves and shirts to cardigans, everything was lovingly knitted for his dear Han Yoojin. The hot pink went well with the flush of Han Yoojin’s cheeks during his heat. 

Sung Hyunjae settled into the nest, holding Han Yoojin as close as possible. Han Yoojin rested his head against Sung Hyunjae’s chest, right above his heart. The rhythmic beating anchored him and he gradually fell asleep, letting out soft snores. Sung Hyunjae thoroughly scented his mate and pressed a kiss against Han Yoojin’s forehead.

“Rest well, my dear partner.”

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Today was Han Yoojin’s birthday, but Han Yoojin was currently stuck in his nest, burrowed under layers and layers of his loved ones’ clothing. He was in the last days of his heat, which was mostly over but he was still not lucid enough to celebrate with his friends and brother. He held a video call with Han Yoohyun, but was still sad he couldn’t spend the day with his dear brother.

He tossed and turned, quietly whining into the clothes. He held one of his brother’s coats to his nose and deeply inhaled it. Although the scent was calming, it just wasn’t enough. 

Why did he feel so…uncomfortable?

Han Yoojin tried to rearrange the clothes around him, but even after shifting everything, it still didn’t feel right. Han Yoojin’s whimpers increased, doing his best to hold back all of his frustration. He kicked at the air and stretched himself in random positions, hoping to find the perfect position that would alleviate this unknown discomfort. 

“What the hell is wrong with me?” Han Yoojin quietly muttered to himself. “Stupid omega biology is messing with me.”

Before he could let out another pained noise, something was draped over his body. The scent of his alpha instantly overwhelmed him and Han Yoojin calmed down. He sniffed the collar and the heat inside of his belly began to simmer down.

“You finally showed up, stupid bastard.” Han Yoojin scowled at the smiling alpha. “Where were you? How dare you leave me alone.”

“Sorry Yoojin,” Sung Hyunjae cooed at his unsettled omega, “My subordinates had a difficult time finding the pudding you wanted, so I had to personally look for it.”

“Tch.” Han Yoojin clutched the coat closer and rubbed his cheeks against the lapels of Sillekia’s Wings. “So did you get the pudding?”

“Of course.” Sung Hyunjae held out a silver tray and Han Yoojin’s eyes gleamed as he saw three cups of pudding. He snatched one and began to devour it, humming in delight as the sweet treat invaded his taste buds.

“Delicious.” Han Yoojin finished the cup in less than a minute. “Thanks. Now come back to the nest. Your scent is fading.”

“Anything my omega asks of me, I shall endeavor to follow.”

“...Stop sounding so fancy and just cuddle with me already.”

Sung Hyunjae wrapped his arms around Han Yoojin’s body, pulling him close so that the omega was flush against him. Han Yoojin rubbed his face against Sung Hyunjae’s chest, mewling as the alpha’s familiar scent permeated through the nest.

“Would you like anything else? The birthday boy can request anything from me.”

“Just stay,” Han Yoojin found Sung Hyunjae’s hand and intertwined their fingers. “That’s all I want.”

Sung Hyunjae smiled and tightened his hold around Han Yoojin’s waist. “Of course.”

Sung Hyunjae assumed that his omega was going to fall asleep, but he still felt Han Yoojin’s eyes on him. When he looked down, he confirmed it as hazy eyes glared up at him.

“Yoojin?”

Han Yoojin huffed with a pout on his face. “Stupid alpha, why are you so handsome?”

Ah. The return of heat-dazed Han Yoojin. His omega was more cute and unguarded, often saying things that he would usually keep to himself. 

“I’m handsome? That’s very sweet of you to say Yoojin.”

“Tch.” Han Yoojin raised his arm so he could reach Sung Hyunjae’s cheeks. He pinched the alpha’s face and his eyes widened. “Your skin is so soft…” 

“I have a very good skin care routine.” He raised his hand so he could hold the hand that was cupping his cheek. “Would you like to try it out?”

Han Yoojin shook his head. “You probably use a bunch of expensive stuff.”

“I can buy it for you if you want.”

Han Yoojin paused, seemingly contemplating the offer before shaking his head again. “No.”

“Alright, but just say the word and I can buy anything you wish.”

Han Yoojin sighed. “You really need to be wiser with your money.”

“If it’s for my dear omega, the price is irrelevant. It will be yours.”

Now both of Han Yoojin’s hands were captured by Sung Hyunjae. Sung Hyunjae turned so that he loomed over Han Yoojin. The omega was trapped under the alpha, who leered down with a smirk. 

“What should we do, Yoojin? There’s still a lot of daylight. We need to celebrate your birthday to its fullest.”

“Spending time with my loved ones is all I want to do,” Han Yoojin said with a pout, “And you won’t even let me spend it with my one and only brother.”

Sung Hyunjae’s eye twitched at the mention of Han Yoohyun, but he continued smiling. “And you know why I can’t let you do that. Is there anything else you would like to do?” His hands crept lower so he could massage Han Yoojin’s lower back. 

Not catching the innuendo, Han Yoojin huffed. “What the hell? I asked for cuddles and you’re already trying to back out?”

“No…I was trying to allude to something else.”

“What else is there? You won’t let me leave, you won’t let anyone visit….” Han Yoojin’s lip wobbled and his eyes began to mist. “You don’t want to cuddle or spend time with me…Are you throwing me away?” 

Sung Hyunjae’s inner alpha instantly went on red alert, all of his instincts demanded him to comfort his distressed omega. “No, no no, I would never,” Sung Hyunjae returned to tightly hugging Han Yoojin, ”I would do anything for my omega.”

“Heh. Damn right.” Han Yoojin sniffed his alpha’s neck and pressed a kiss against a vein. “Stay.”

Sung Hyunjae’s eyes narrowed at his omega and he pressed a kiss to Han Yoojin’s forehead. “Now you’re just doing this on purpose.”

Han Yoojin blinked innocently. “Doing what?”

“My partner is quite demanding.”

“D-Demanding?” Han Yoojin’s eyes were startled, “Is it wrong to cuddle with my alpha? Does my alpha not want me anymore?”

Shit. “You misunderstand Yoojin, I was just playing around.” Sung Hyunjae peppered kisses all over Han Yoojin’s face, “Forgive me. We can spend all day in our nest.”

Han Yoojin’s eyes softened and he rested his head against Sung Hyunjae’s chest. “Sheesh finally. Now let me nap. I promised Yoohyun that I would video call him again later. Then you’re going to order the biggest cake for me.”

The mood change was quite drastic. Sung Hyunjae’s lips formed a lazy smile. “Did you…fake everything?”

“What do you mean by that?” Han Yoojin winked at his alpha. “I’m just an omega. There’s no way I can deceive such a strong and powerful alpha like you.”

Sung Hyunjae smirked at his devious omega. “You really have me on a tight leash. Would anyone believe me if I told them how conniving you are?”

“I doubt it. No one else can handle you but me. Well, more like no one wants to put up with you, so it’s my job instead.” Han Yoojin almost looked proud of his own statement.

“That hurts Yoojin~”

“Shut up.” Han Yoojin rolled his eyes. “You know I’m right. Besides, you’re my partner. I’m not giving you up.”

A rare show of possessiveness? Sung Hyunjae almost blushed. “Oh? How forward of you Yoojin.”

Han Yoojin gradually noticed that the heat inside of him was beginning to simmer down the more he held onto Sung Hyunjae. He let out a content sigh as he buried his face in Sung Hyunjae’s chest. 

“I want to nap. You better be here when I wake up.”

Sung Hyunjae rested a hand on Han Yoojin’s hip. “Are you sure you don’t want to eat more before you pass out? You still have leftovers from yesterday. I can reheat it and mix it with the extra portion of tripe.” 

Han Yoojin thought about it for a half second but then reluctantly shook his head. “Keep it in the fridge, I’ll eat it later. Besides, it’ll just be a quick nap. Yoohyun wants to video chat later, since you, you know, won’t let me leave the building.”

Sung Hyunjae let out a small laugh. “Your smell would entice the entire city, I can’t let anyone else experience how delightful your scent is.” Sung Hyunjae’s golden eyes gleamed with possessiveness as his hold tightened over Han Yoojin. Only Sung Hyunjae was allowed to enjoy Han Yoojin’s scent.

(There was an exception. Sung Hyunjae unfortunately had to ignore the fact that Han Yoohyun smelled it before since he was related to his omega.)  

“Stupid possessive alpha.”

“Just for you.” Sung Hyunjae nipped at Han Yoojin’s neck

“Yeah yeah,” Han Yoojin purred in delight as Sung Hyunjae scented him, “Okay, now shut up and hold me while I nap.”

“Alright then,” Sung Hyunjae pressed a kiss to Han Yoojin’s hair. “Rest well dear, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

“You…better,” Han Yoojin yawned as he found the perfect place to rest his head on Sung Hyunjae’s chest.

Sung Hyunjae watched as Han Yoojin drifted to sleep. He pressed another kiss to the temple of Han Yoojin’s head.

There was once a time when Sung Hyunjae would have thrown away Han Yoojin without any hesitation, but now he couldn't imagine a life without him. Han Yoojin was the sun that gave his life warmth. Before he met the omega, the world was cold and stifling, nothing could break the monotony of life. 

But now, Sung Hyunjae had Han Yoojin in his arms. He didn’t know how he could live a day where he couldn't witness the creep of Han Yoojin's blush over his nape and ears. He didn't know how he could live without having Han Yoojin's reassuring scent wash over him after a stressful meeting. And how could he live without Han Yoojin’s smile?

How did Han Yoojin become so interwoven in his life? It felt as if Sung Hyunjae's entire life revolved around this F-rank omega. 

(Perhaps it did, but Sung Hyunjae would never say it aloud, lest said omega get embarrassed.)

Sung Hyunjae scented his omega once more, making sure Han Yoojin was thoroughly drenched in his scent. When the omega finally wakes up, Sung Hyunjae couldn’t wait to gift him with the handknit sweater and mittens he crafted for the omega’s birthday. He was sure they would become lovely accents for a future nest.