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Minje thought that moving to that dorm was, by far, the worst decision he ever made.
Don't get him wrong, he liked the place, it was very spacious and the walls weren't that thin, so he didn't had to listen to the noisy neighbors all day. Also, the rent was pretty cheap and it was located in a good city. The problem wasn’t the dorm itself, it was his roommate.
Jang Juwang was definitely not good at living with someone else. He was selfish, complaining if Minje dared to utter a word when he was trying to sleep but once he was awake, noise didn't matter anymore and he left all his things all over the place like it belonged to him and just him. Covering the entire dorm with his stupid scent that made him dizzy and not caring at all about Minje.
But what bothered him the most was his face. That beautiful face. Those cute doe eyes that looked at him with intensity, round rosey cheeks and plump lips that haunted his dreams. It was such a waste. He was the most gorgeous man Minje ever saw, but it all got ruined by his selfish personality.
And it mostly bothered him because, when he wasn't busy, it was all he could think about, and that drove him crazy. Juwang consumed his life like no one ever had. He was always thinking about that pretty face and that heady scent that intoxicated his lungs and made him feel light-headed. And, to a certain point, he couldn't really hide it.
He could for sure hide his reactions, but his scent didn't lie. Every time he looked at Juwang, Minje’s scent became softer, more romantic, and Juwang clearly noticed.
It was so embarrassing, he supposedly hated the other man, and he made sure Juwang knew. But the times were they were a little too close or looked at each other for more than one second, Minje's scent immediately informed Juwang that he wasn't against it entirely. And Juwang didn't seem to dislike it, at least that's what Minje thought.
Minje noticed that, over the months, Juwang started to tease him more often, looking for his reactions on purpose, and he didn't understand why. What was he gaining with making Minje flustered and extremely self-conscious?
He really couldn't figure it out. Was Juwang actually a really bad person that enjoyed his suffering or was it something else? Could it possibly be that Juwang also felt weird when he was close to Minje?
This thoughts were consuming his entire self. He stayed late at night thinking about his “relationship” with Juwang, wondering what the other felt towards him. Because Juwang controlled himself way better that Minje, never letting him know anything of his feelings other than possesivness for his space.
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One friday night, Minje was alone in the apartment, and the only thing that crossed his head was Juwang. It was so annoying that he couldn't stop thinking about him that he decided to drink to try to forget him for a while.
He grabbed a glass and some wine and poured himself a cup. Soon enough, one cup became two, and then three, and so on. He lost count of how much he drank, but he for sure knew that he was drunk.
He was lost in thought, laying on the couch facing the roof, when he heard the front door and felt that delicious scent that drove him mad. He stand up faster that he possibly could and, without thinking, he started walking towards that beautiful aroma.
Juwang met him with a confused expression, wich became even more uncertain when Minje grabbed him by the waist and pulled him closer, taking in all the scent by putting his nose on Juwang’s neck.
“What do you think you're doing?” He asked with that condescending tone that got into Minje's nerves, but he didn't care anymore.
Minje didn't answer, he just pressed closer, brushing his lips against Juwang's neck.
Juwang immediately held Minje's shoulders with his hands, voice cracking lightly as he spoke. “I don't think you know what you're doing”
Minje ignored the other's warning and started softly kissing the smooth skin of Juwang's neck. He heard a gasp coming of the other alpha, wich made him want to go further. He started to suck at that warm skin, tasting Juwang while finally feeling that scent change.
The fragrance filling the air was sweet, leaving behind the strong feel of possession and giving the place a honey-like scent.
“Minje…” Juwang's voice sounded weaker than usual, his hand gripped harder on his shoulders.
At that, Minje started licking more passionately, getting whines and whimpers in response. He felt like he was in control, biting and kissing Juwang like his life depended on it, but that changed quicker than he expected.
With a swift motion, Juwang switched positions with Minje, pinning him against the wall, moving his face closer to the tallers neck.
“I’ve been dying to do this” Juwang whispered and bit directly into Minje's throat, making him yelp. His hold of Juwang's waist became stronger.
The only thing he could do was whine and feel Juwang's hot mouth all over his neck, that possessive scent making his way back into the dorm, but this time it was different. He wasn't possessive over the apartment, or his clothes, or his space.
He was possessive over Minje.
He could feel those strong teeth pressing hardly against his collar, leaving bite marks that claimed him completely.
He could feel Juwang's aroma taking over his glands, scenting him so everyone around him would know that Minje belonged to him and just him.
And what drove him even more insane about that situation was that he loved it. He loved feeling Juwang's scent all over. He loved belonging to him.
Once Juwang stopped, Minje felt helpless, like he needed the older alpha to help him stand up. But when he met Juwang's gaze, he looked at him very satisfied.
They separated, and Minje was about to protest, but Juwang was faster.
“Now everything in this place is mine.” His voice sounded secure, like he was sure Minje wouldn't disagree, and he was right.
Minje stared at him blankly, no other thought in his head, just Juwang.
Once again, he was left alone, covered in Juwang's controlling scent, thinking about him and only him.