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Wonbin has never been the type to get jealous. Granted, he can get much too territorial over his nests, but who isn't?
But things have changed since last summer.
Wonbin went from being pretty chill, to wanting to keep Sungchan encased - all for himself. He wishes he could rewind time, back when things were simpler and all it took to have Sungchan all for himself was to wake up in the middle of the night once the older boy returned from cream school, and make him some kimchi fried rice.
His slumber was compromised but nothing compared to the way Sungchan fell asleep with a handful of rice in his mouth still, leaning against Wonbin's shoulder.
And if Wonbin wiped Sungchan's mouth with his own shirt and carried him back to bed, that's between him and him only.
Things were simpler back then. Not only is Sungchan busier now, but there things keeping him busy as well. Nuisances, perhaps. But Wonbin won't steep that low. Yet.
He watches as a herd of omegas gather around Sungchan, intertwining their arms with his, clutching into his jersey, pressing themselves against his sides. It makes his blood boil. Sungchan's newly presented alpha status was not the reason that had Wonbin swooning over him, but apparantly now every eligible omega and beta wants a piece of his boyfriend.
For the longest time Sungchan had lived his life as a beta. But Wonbin noticed him. Wonbin was the one leaving terribly baked chocolates in his locker (to this day he remains a terrible baker), Wonbin was the one who asked the unpresented beta out on a date.
Sungchan had initially thought it to be a joke - which Wonbin could understand why. He was what people called a prime omega, beautiful - ethereal, even. He was good at academics, came from an influential background. Though he didn't think too highly of himself, he wasn't impervious of his societal status.
"Go on a date with me."
".. Huh?"
"I'm asking you to go on a date with me. Right now. Let's go."
"Wh.." Sungchan stares at him for a good few seconds, waiting for the omega to laugh at his face any given time. "You could have any prime alpha out there. Why do you want to settle for a beta like me?"
Because Wonbin loves the way Sungchan's nose scrunches up when he's concentrating in class. Loves the way he tries to be so mindful of his strength, but ends up knocking everything in his way anyway because he's clumsy like that. Loves the way his eyes sparkle like a deer. His infactuation with the colour yellow. His affinity for cute keyrings.
But Wonbin's never been good with words, so all that comes out of his mouth is, "Because you like yellow. I-I do too."
-
Sungchan later ended up accepting Wonbin's courting and they found themselves in a cute cat cafe, with Sungchan having a lapful of two cats - one of them being Wonbin curled up against his sides, squishing his cheek against his shoulder as Sungchan read them both a book.
Wonbin is brought back to reality when an omega brushes past him, waking him from his stupor. He watches Sungchan make his way through the crowd of admirers. It's when he watches the way Sungchan's eyes soften when they land on Wonbin, that the omega remembers just how precious Sungchan is.
The school doesn't know about it though. Nor does anyone on campus.
Its not that they have anything to hide. They're just in no rush.
"Wipe that frown, baby."
Wonbin frowns. "I'm not frowning."
Sungchan smirks knowingly, slinging an arm around Wonbin's waist like it's his second nature, and buying his nose against his neck. "I can smell your distress, you know. Don't know why nobody else couldn't."
"They would if they'd stop rubbing themselves all over you, alpha."
Wonbin shouldn't have, because now he can feel Sungchan's smirk against the side of his neck, his breath hot in his ear.
This is a post-presentation side of Sungchan that has Wonbin conflicted. Not really, because Sungchan is still the same goof that trips over his own shoes every morning. But now he's - self assured. Cocky even, sometimes. Not to the point of it being a turn off, just to the point where he gets Wonbin easily flustered at any given time.
His muscle and growth spurt that came with being an alpha is also a (welcome) change that Wonbin would like to not discuss at the moment.
"Are you jealous?" Sungchan presses his nose against Wonbin's hair.
"I - no, I just don't like it when other people are all over what's - mine."
"You know I don't want anyone else, right?" Sungchan's voice is softer now, but the way his fingers tighten around his waist is a testiment that Wonbin calling him his affected him quite a bit.
"I know." Wonbin pouts, and notices the flock of omegas staring at his boyfriend from afar. He turns towards Sungchan and makes a show of pressing his body further against him, wrapping his arms around the older man's broad shoulders. "Let's go back to my room."
Without sparing back another glance, Wonbin swiftly maneuvers them both away from the crowd.
They head back to the dorms, hands occasionally touching.
As soon as they're inside, Wonbin discards his cardigan and pulls one of Sungchan's hoodies from his nest.
"You were my first kiss, you know?"
Wonbin turns around. "What's gotten into you?" he takes his place on Sungchan's lap.
"My first everything, in a way. No one even spared a glance at me before sophomore year, and then I have the attention of the most beautiful omega I've ever seen? Can you imagine?"
Wonbin whines and hides his face in Sungchan's neck. "Stop that."
"So it amuses me."
"What does?"
Sungchan flicks his forehead softly. "How that pretty little mind of yours jumps to conclusions about my feelings for you."
Wonbin frowns. "I don't question your love for me."
"And I'm not saying that, baby. I'm just saying," Sungchan grunts in frustration and waves his hands around nonsensically, before settling his palms on both of Wonbin's cheeks. "Look at me."
Wonbin does so. "Do these eyes look like they could hold love for anyone but you?"
Love.
That's a heavy word.
"Did you just say you love me?"
"I-" Sungchan gulps. "I implied that my eyes-"
"Shut up, you just said you love me. No take backs."
Sungchan gives up quite easily. "I do, actually. I love you."
Wonbin laughs, warmth rushing to his cheeks. "And you're okay."
Sungchan pinches at his sides, causing Wonbin to yelp and fall out of balance had Sungchan not pulled him back in his lap easily. "Okay, I do love you too. Quite a lot. Very a lot, actually. So much a lot. For quite a while, actually."
Sungchan closes his eyes and presses his temple against Wonbin's chest. Wonbin shivers as Sungchan gently licks at his exposed skin.
It's when he idly rubs his fingers up Sungchan's arms that he has an epiphany. This is what he wishes for. Him, in Sungchan's solid warmth and saccharine smile.
"Mate with me." Wonbin whispers.
Sungchan stops his ministrations, but presses himself against Wonbin's chest just a bit more.
"Sungchan." Wonbin whines.
"I'm giving you time, baby." Sungchan's hands slip underneath Wonbin's hoodie, pressing his soft fingertips into the omega's pillowy skin.
Wonbin almost protests, because why does he need time to think? Its not like the thought of mating with Sungchan hasn't crossed his mind before. Of course it has, but Sungchan doesn't know that. So Wonbin tries to understand his apprehension about mating.
But when he looks back at Sungchan and sees flecks of gold starting reflecting in his eyes, he whimpers.
"I'm sure, please."
Sungchan presses down on his waist. "I think you're missing a word, love."
Of course, he has to be an asshole about it.
"Yes, alpha."
-
"You did so good, baby." Sungchan licks at his newly mating wound, finding it extremely adorable, the way Wonbin shivers at every swipe of his tongue.
Wonbin's stomach flutters.
Sungchan is his alpha, now. He feels light headed.
"Didn't know you take dick so good, baby. Hope your attendance record is spotless because I'm not letting you leave this room anytime soon."
Wonbin purrs at the praise, nuzzling his neck before pressing a chaste kiss on Sungchan's mating wound as well.
"Guess now everyone will have to leave you alone." Wonbin sighs but there's no remorse in his voice.
"Dumbass." Sungchan shakes his head.
"That is no way to address your omega." Wonbin pouts.
"I'm sorry, is princess okay?"
Wonbin blushes but says no word. "No."
"How about kitten?"
He feels slick drip down his thighs again and Wonbin doesn't miss the way Sungchan's eyes flash golden.
"Sungchan, no-"
But he's too late because his alpha is already pouncing on him in record speed.