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thehereticdiaries · 28 days ago

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Pack Mentality: Chapter One

Chapter Summary: You're working at your dad's hobby shop when you run into Seungmin, a beta with the protective nature of an alpha. He calls in his pack alpha, and they have to use some... unconventional methods to convince your dad to let you leave

Warnings (These are IMPORTANT!!): Verbal, emotional, and physical abuse at the hands of a family member / threats of violence (not acted upon) / prejudice against omegas / reader is treated like an object

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There’s a hole-in-the-wall hobby shop that Seungmin wanted to visit. One of his friends from JYP told him about it, and the shop has figures for a show that he and Jeongin enjoy together. Since they were on a short break, Seungmin utilized the day off to walk down to the shop. It was surprisingly close to the dorms. It was odd that he hadn’t found it sooner.

The hobby shop was longer than it was wide. It was packed with comics, figures, board and video games, and other miscellaneous nerd shit (/pos). A tiny office sat behind the front counter, and you were currently standing by the door. Your dad owned the hobby shop and he had you work there most days. When he called you into the office, you felt your heart drop into your stomach. Nothing good ever happened in that office.

“You know why I called you in here?” Venom hid just below the surface of your dad’s question. There was no right answer here. If you said no, he’d berate you for being so air-headed that you couldn’t recognize your mistake. If you said yes, he’d punish you for ignoring your mistake instead of telling him immediately.

“No, sir.” You decided the verbal lashing would be easier to take than the physical. He scowled at you.

“You fucked up the comic order, you dumb bitch!” You flinched at the sudden increase in his voice. Tears burned at the back of your eyes. “Do you even know what you fucked up?” You shook your head, not trusting your voice. He scoffed and shoved a piece of paper into your hands. You scanned the numbers, scrunching your eyebrows when you couldn’t find a mistake.

“You ordered the wrong volumes of Geiger.”

“I ordered volumes 1 and 2, like the list said.” You were beyond confused. The order list was meticulous, you never messed up an order.

“You ordered Geiger 1 and 2. You were supposed to order Geiger: Ground Zero 1 and 2.” His tone was turning impatient, dangerous. “We already have the ones you ordered!” He snatched the order summary from your hands.

“I’m- I’m sorry, the order list only said Geiger. It didn’t specify Ground Zero.”

“So you’re trying to blame your fuck up on me?” He slammed the paper into his desk. It took every ounce of willpower you had to keep yourself from hiding behind the door frame. “I shouldn’t have to specify that it’s Ground Zero. If you had used your fucking brain you would have figured out that we already have 1 and 2 of the original series. The obvious fucking answer would be to order the other first and second volumes in the series!”

“I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.” Your voice was shakier than you wanted it to be. Weakness only makes it worse.

“Yea, sure it won’t,” he scoffed. “I should have never trusted an omega to handle such an important task.” Traitorous tears escaped as your breathing increased. “God, go calm yourself down. Your sad omega stink is gonna drive away customers.”

“Yes, sir.” You turned to leave the stifling walls of the office. A rough hand gripped your bicep, pulling you back into the room.

“Do not let any customers see or smell you, understand?” He squeezed your arm harder. There were definitely going to be finger-shaped bruises there later. “Understand?” You nodded rapidly. He released your arm with a shove and you immediately rushed to the gaming room at the back of the store.

Seungmin stood among the shelves lining one side of the shop, unaware of the conversation going on in the office. He was browsing through the many figurines when you hurried past him with your head down. The overwhelming smell of utter fear hit Seungmin like a brick. His head snapped up but you were already disappearing into the gaming room.

Normally, Seungmin and his beta had a very understanding relationship. The beta stayed relatively quiet, really only piping up during important matters. He had never heard his beta shouting at him like it was at this moment.

Omega! Packmate! She’s crying, why is she crying? Who hurt her?! The beta’s voice bounced around his skull. Seungmin’s eyes widened when the beta’s words were fully processed in his mind. He quickly unlocked his phone, clicking on Chan’s contact. He needed to know, he needed to be here. Seungmin was worried he wouldn’t be able to calm you down on his own.

“Seungmin? Is everything alright?” Chan answered after two rings. An actual phone call from the beta usually didn’t bode well.

“I have good news and bad news. The good news: I found our last packmate.”

“What?! That’s amazing! What’s their name? What’s their presentation? What-”

“Chan. I haven’t spoken with her yet. I didn’t even get a look at her face. She rushed past me in tears and all I could smell on her was fear,” Seungmin interrupted Chan’s excited questions. He felt a little bad for cutting off his pack alpha, but this was urgent.

“She’s what? Why is she crying?”

“I don’t know, but I intend to find out. You need to get down here while I go talk to her. She was practically hyperventilating and I’m worried about her passing out.” Seungmin hung up after receiving an affirmative from Chan. He shared his location before moving to the back of the store.

The gaming room was just another small office outfitted with a TV, bean bag chairs, and a small table for RPGs. You huddled under the table, clutching your mom’s hoodie to your chest in a pathetic attempt to nest. A soft knock forced you out of your thoughts. Before you could answer, the door opened and a young man with short, dark hair peeped in.

“Oh, did you want to use the room? I’ll leave.” You really, really didn’t want to go back out to the shop, but you couldn’t let a customer see you in your distressed state.

“No, no, you don’t have to move if you don’t want to. I actually came in here to see if you were okay?” His forehead was creased in concern.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Not to be rude, but I can tell you’re lying. You’ve been crying.” He moved into the room to crouch in front of the table. “Can I sit?” At your nod, he sat criss-cross in front of your cowering form. You had your back pressed into the wall, in a fetal position. It honestly broke his heart.

“I’m sorry, you’re a customer. You shouldn’t have to worry about me,” you whimpered. You hated how your voice cracked. You hated that you were worrying this boy with your problems.

“Customer or not, I don’t ignore people when they’re this upset.” His kind eyes and words warmed your heart. “I’m Seungmin, what’s your name?”

“Y/N.”

“You’re still breathing really heavily. Do you want me to walk you through some breathing exercises?” You hesitated for a second, eyes flicking to the now open door. Seungmin hummed and quickly shut the door, then returned to his place in front of you. “Ready?” You nodded. Seungmin patiently helped you calm your breathing.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” You asked, now a bit calmer. Your scent was still tinged with fear, but its usual sweetness was slowly returning. The lavender and peppermint made Seungmin dizzy, it was so intoxicating. He kept his composure for your sake. He didn’t want to scare you more, but the truth would be better in the long run.

“I don’t want to freak you out, but I think you’re the missing member of my pack.” Your eyes widened and you kept the bottom half of your face hidden behind the hoodie. “You probably can’t tell since you’re congested.”

“Can you hand me the tissues from the bookshelf behind you? I want to confirm for myself before I get too excited.” Seungmin nodded and reached up to grab the box. His shirt lifted with his arm, showing a sliver of skin. Your eyes were glued to it. He set the tissues in front of you so you could blow your nose. Several tissues and a lot of sniffling later, your sense of smell returned. The scent of cedarwood and lemon surrounded you. It was calming, and you knew in your gut that Seungmin was telling the truth.

“Finally caught my scent, huh?” Seungmin teased when your nostrils flared. He could finally see your whole face. Him and his beta had the same thought: cute. A light pink dusted your cheeks.

“I did call my pack alpha before I came in here. I asked him to meet me here. Do you want to wait to explain what happened? So you don’t have to say it all twice.” You nodded again. You were nervous about being near a strange alpha, but if Seungmin trusted him, you did too.

“Can… Can I hold your hand?” You asked timidly. Seungmin smiled and scooted closer to lace his fingers with yours. He leaned against the leg of the table so you could stay under it. The two of you sat in a comfortable silence until his phone rang.

“Hey, you here? Yeah. Yeah I’m still with her. Back of the store, there’s a door on the left side of a short hallway. Okay, see you in a second.” You listened to one side of the conversation, getting the gist of it. Seungmin’s pack alpha was here, and he was headed to the room you were hiding in. The door opened and another dark haired man stepped in before shutting it behind him. Seungmin gestured to you. The new person probably couldn’t see you under the table. He crouched down and his heart absolutely shattered.

“Oh, sweetheart,” he cooed when he saw your hunched figure and tear stained face. He sat next to Seungmin.

“Chan, this is Y/N.” Seungmin ran his thumb across your knuckles to reassure you that you were safe. The alpha smelled of mahogany and amber. Normally, any alpha’s scent puts you on edge, but his was strangely relaxing. There was something slightly different about his scent that you couldn’t put your finger on. It was like Seungmin’s with something extra added in.

“Hi, Y/N. It’s nice to meet you. Although I wish it was under better circumstances.” He kept his voice low, as if he was afraid to break the heavy silence. “Can you tell me what happened?” You inhaled sharply and squeezed Seungmin’s hand.

“Take your time, we know you’re nervous,” Seungmin gently reassured you.

“You don’t have to, but do you want a hug?” Chan tilted his head and opened up his arms. You thought about it for a second, but you couldn’t resist his scent. You crawled over to the alpha, allowing him to pull you to his chest. You sat between his outstretched legs, your own laid on Seungmin’s lap. The room once again fell to silence so you could gather your thoughts. Gentle hands traced patterns along your back and legs.

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled after a minute of listening to Chan’s breathing and heartbeat. You kept your eyes fixed on your fingers. You picked at the skin around your nails.

“What are you apologizing for, love?” You tucked your chin closer to your chest, almost afraid to answer the alpha’s question. You couldn’t help it. All the alphas you’ve ever encountered got angry when you answered wrong in their eyes.

“Cus your last packmate is a useless omega. I’m sorry that you’ll have to put up with me.” Both boys’ eyes widened at your words.

“You’re not useless, Y/N. Who said that to you?” You refused to meet Seungmin’s gaze.

“Please tell us what’s going on,” Chan added. You picked at your skin harder. How were you supposed to burden them with your issues? Chan used one hand to stop your anxious habit. The other cupped your cheek, pulling you so you faced him. Your eyes stayed locked on his hoodie strings. “Look at me, please, Y/N. I want to help you.”

“I can’t. I shouldn’t push my problems onto other people.”

“Omega, look at me.” He didn’t like pulling the subgender card, but it was the only thing he could think of to get through to you. You reluctantly made eye contact, fresh tears gathering on your lash line. Chan’s thumb brushed over your cheekbone, breaking down the last of your resolve.

“My dad.”

“Your dad did this to you? Has he done this before?” Seungmin asked. You nodded weakly. Chan tensed, taking a deep breath to keep his composure.

“What kind of things has your dad said to you?”

“You’re a worthless excuse for a daughter. If I’d known you’d turn out to be an omega, I never would’ve agreed to have you. No alpha with any self respect would want to claim you. You’ll be lucky if you can get a beta.” You rattled off as many of the insults your dad has said to you as you could remember. Chan felt his blood boiling with every word. He looked to Seungmin, but the younger beta was seething.

“When did this start?” Chan asked through gritted teeth. You sat up so your head was no longer on his chest and shrugged.

“Since I presented as an omega. So eight years? I think he wanted me to be an alpha like him,” you sighed. Your life would have been so much easier if you had been an alpha. The shoulder of your cardigan fell, exposing your upper arm. From his angle, Chan couldn’t see what Seungmin could. He zeroed in on the fresh bruises, distinctly shaped like fingers.

“Are those bruises? Has your dad fucking hit you?” You flinched at Seungmin’s harsh tone. “I’m not angry with you, I promise. I’m angry that your own father could be so cruel to you.”

“Have you tried to move out? Obviously this isn’t your fault, but maybe if you could get some distance…” Chan trailed off. You shook your head.

“I can’t. He doesn’t pay me to work here, I don’t have any money. He- He said he’d hurt my mom if I tried to leave.”

“Does your mom know about this?” Chan rubbed soothing circles over your wrist’s scent gland.

“No. My dad is smart. He doesn’t leave marks on the visible parts of my body. If I try to leave, or try to tell mom, he said he’d kill her and sell me to an omega ring.” You admitted quietly.

“What about the police?”

“Dad has friends on the force. They’d dismiss my report without even looking at it.” You sounded so defeated. It made the boys’ hearts drop.

“Jesus fuck,” Seungmin scoffed in disbelief. “Chan, how are we going to get her to the dorms? We can’t just leave her here.”

“I know, I know. Let me think for a second.” Chan pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. Anxiety creeped into your gut the longer he stayed quiet.

“You don’t have to do anything. I can handle-”

“Absolutely not. We, I, can’t leave you here with an abusive asshole.” Seungmin left no room for arguments.

“Right, I have an idea but I hate it,” Chan announced. “You said he was willing to sell you?” He cringed before meeting your gaze. You gaped at the suggestion.

“N-no, I could never ask you to waste your money on me. I don’t even know how much he’d ask for,” you protested.

“First, it wouldn’t be a waste of my money. It would be a small price to pay to get my omega out of an abusive household.” You perked up slightly when he called you his omega so casually. “Second, the amount doesn’t matter. Our pack all have a very well-paying job.”

“I need to make sure he won’t turn on mom,” you noted. Chan nodded and pulled you both to stand.

“Stay with Seungmin and let me do the talking. I'll have to sound like a douchey alpha to pull this off,” he instructed. You clung to Seungmin’s arm, steeling yourself for the confrontation. Chan led the two of you to the front of the store.

“Hey guys, you find everything alright?” Your dad had a polite smile, but you saw the malice hiding in his eyes. “I hope my daughter didn’t bother you too much.”

“I’d actually like to talk to you about her,” Chan stated. He leaned against the counter with his hands in his pockets. Your dad gestured for him to continue. “How much?”

“Excuse me?”

“How much do you want for her? I could use another omega in my pack. Half of us are alphas and there’s only so much the betas can do to help.” Chan sounded shockingly similar to a frat boy. If you hadn’t just spent the last 15 minutes being comforted by him, you’d be pissed.

Your dad scoffed. “Are you asking to buy my daughter?”

“Obviously.”

“$500,000.” You squeaked and tried to protest, but Seungmin’s hand squeezing your own stopped you in your tracks. “In cash.”

“Done. Give me ten minutes to hit the bank. I’m leaving my beta here to watch her.” Chan sauntered out the door before your dad could say anything else.

“Well, would you look at that? You’re finally useful to me,” your dad sneered. You shrunk into yourself. Seungmin’s jaw twitched as he held his tongue.

“What are you gonna tell mom?” You couldn’t leave if he wanted to hurt her. Your dad put a finger to his chin in mock deliberation. Without answering you, he pulled out his phone and started a call.

“Hi, honey! Is everything alright? You don’t normally call during the work day,” your mom’s voice echoed through the speaker. Your dad smirked at your expression twisting in anxiety.

“I’ve actually got great news. Y/N has finally decided that she’s ready to move out of the house!” He gloated. “She said she met a friend at school. She wants to move in with her.”

“Oh! That’s a surprise for sure. Sweetheart? Who’s this friend? You know you’re more than welcome to stay home until you’re done with school.”

“Hey mom. My friend’s name is Ji-ah, and I am 100% certain that I want to move in with her,” you easily followed the lie.

“Okay, but please make sure you call and visit! I’m going to have a tough time going back to just me and dad,” your mom quickly requested.

“I will. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

“Alright, I’ll see you later, hun.” Your dad abruptly ended the call. “See? Easy. And now I’ll be able to take Min-Ji on the honeymoon we never got because of you.” An awkward, heavy silence filled the store. It was interrupted by the bell over the door, revealing Chan with a thick bank envelope.

“Here.” He shoved the envelope into your dad’s chest. “I’ll be taking her now.” Your dad hummed, distracted by flicking through the hundred dollar bills. Chan rolled his eyes and led you and Seungmin onto the sidewalk. Chan hung a few feet behind you and Seungmin as the beta pulled you along to their dorm. He quickly unlocked his phone to call Minho, his second in command.

“Chan? Where did you go? Jisung said you left the studio in a rush.” Minho answered immediately.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to worry him, but Seungmin needed me. He found our missing packmate and he needed help calming her down,” Chan explained. “Minho, her dad was abusive. She has bruises and she’s incredibly hard on herself.”

“Christ, you got her out though?”

“Yea, but I had to fucking buy her from her shitty excuse of a father,” Chan scoffed at the ridiculous notion. He heard a deep breath on Minho’s end.

“What do you need me to do?” Minho’s voice was calm, but Chan could tell that he was holding back his rage.

“Get everyone into their own rooms except for Felix. He’s going to be the first one to meet her. Having another omega close will keep her from panicking.” Chan instructed the younger alpha. “I’ll bring everyone in slowly, so she can adjust and get used to our scents.”

“Alright. I’ll make sure everyone knows what she’s been through. I know I’ll need a few minutes to compose myself, I’m sure I won’t be the only one.”

“Good, thank you, Minho. We’ll be back in like 15 minutes,” Chan said a quick goodbye before hanging up. He sped up so he was walking right behind you and Seungmin. The rest of the walk went by in an anxious silence.

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staylovesmiley · 6 months ago

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Going Dumb Masterlist

ᯓᡣ𐭩Pairing; Kim Seungmin x Fem!reader , Stray Kids x Fem!reader

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩Summary; It had been over a decade since you had last seen each other, having met in choir when Seungmin was living with his grandparents in LA and you with your Aunt. Now that you are both presented adults, how will he handle a change to the reality of you he had made in his mind in your absence over the years?

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 Notes; This is an ABO!AU. in this world when someone reaches puberty they will present with one of three sub genders; alpha, beta, or omega. Due to Alphas and Omegas experiencing rut and heat, some jobs are restrictive as to what sub genders they will hire, specifically singling out omegas as heat suppressants are harder to obtain than rut suppressants. Scent glands are located near the pressure points on the neck and small hormonal patches called scent blockers can be placed over them to reduce or rid an individual of their scent for a period of time depending on the strength of the hormones in the patch.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩Warnings; abo!au, beta!kim seungmin, almost all alpha!straykids, poly!pack dynamics, female!reader, angst, mild violence, mentions of sexual harassment/assault and discrimination, smut, enemies to lovers, Kim seungmin is kind of an ass I’m so sorry dandy boy, she/her pronouns used for reader, jealous seungmin, I have only ever wrote one abo story before but it is one of my favorite genres so I hope I can do this justice~

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Chapter 1

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Chapter 2

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Chapter 3

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Chapter 4

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Chapter 5

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Chapter 6

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Chapter 7

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Chapter 8

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Chapter 9

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Chapter 10

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Chapter 11

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Chapter 12

More to come….

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justastraymoa · 27 days ago

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Unwilling Alpha

Chapter 11

Warnings ⚠️ swears, abo dynamics, mentions of slave trade, mentions of rape, mentions of abuse, mentions of death, fear, manipulation.

Nothing within reflects anyone or anything irl. Pics off pinterest.

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The live lasted just over 2 hours before the boys finally signed off. They had given all their announcements and answered as many questions as they could.

I noticed that no one gave me any more questions to answer. Most likely because STAYs responses upset everyone so much last time I answered a question. Still, I participated in the conversations and even asked questions of my own occasionally.

As soon as the camera was off Chan swept me off Seungmins lap and spun me, hopping little hops in his excitement. “You did so good! Ahhh!” he wiggled a bit, making my body flop side to side slightly.

“Christopher, oh my god!” I laughed loudly. Truth was I was tired and my muscles sore from my panic attack. I was ready to soak in the tub with a good book and my new phone.

“You were amazing. You handled STAY very well.” Hyunjin emphasized.

“I did okay.” I amended. Chan set me on my feet. “I did have a panic attack. Thank you for covering for me, by the way.”

“No need to thank us. Really.” Han said giving me a hug. “And you still did the live in the end, which is impressive.”

“We should celebrate.” Hyunjin declared. “Let’s go shopping!”

I scoffed, picking up my bag of electronics and turning to leave. “Shopping for what?”

“Stuff to decorate your room.”

I paused mid step. “My room?”

“Did you think we would keep that room as a guest room?” Lee Know asked.

I blinked, thrown off. I hadn’t thought about there being a ‘my room’. “Isn’t it taboo for you to be seen shopping or something? Don’t you usually shop online?”

Chan shrugged. “Not really taboo per say. It’s just more private to shop online.” He said.

“You’re talking about like Walmart or Target, right? Do you have Target here?” I really needed to learn my new home a little better. There were probably stores here I had never even heard of.

Hyunjin gave me a over the top disgusted look. “We are not going there! Are you nuts!”

“There is nothing wrong with Walmart and Target! Bougie ass.”

“He likes interior decorating. Knows all the best places.” Changbin informed proudly, slinging an arm around Hyunjins shoulders.

“My HyunBin heart is all aflutter!” I clutched my chest and swooned dramatically.

“Oh, you’re a shipper? Who do you ship? Me and Lino?” Han asked.

“Everyone. I honestly love all the ships and seeing everyone’s relationship with each other.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, everyone ships everyone. Are we shopping? I know this amazing place not too far away.” Hyunjin gushed showing me his phone where he had a very posh looking storefront pulled up. It looked like it had some truly beautiful items, but we were jumping the gun a little. And I truly was tired.

“Slow your roll. I have plenty of stuff at home.” I just had to get it shipped here is all.

His face fell into a pout. He had honestly gotten excited about decorating my room. “Okay, we can shop online for a few things tonight.” I relented. God, these boys had me wrapped around their fingers, but he perked up a bit, so it’s okay.

“Let’s get changed and get a few more hours of practice in.” Chan ushered everyone from the room.

I was happy to get out of the fancy clothes and back into my comfy ones. I stole some makeup removing wipes and threw my hair into a messy bun with a large smile on my face.

“Theres our beautiful girl!” Changbin kissed my freshly cleaned face on his way by.

My face heated. “Shush! The makeup is gone, it’s just me now.”

“Exactly!” Lee Know responded. I just rolled my eyes.

While the Omegas practiced, I worked on setting up a company to pack my stuff, ship it here or sell/donate it. At the very least I would need my clothes. Before they tried to get me to buy overpriced luxury brand clothing. Though I’m sure I would be forced to wear those too. At least when I was in the public eye.

The new tablet was a very nice one. Already loaded with my preferred editing programs and everything. The socials on all the devices were set up differently than I was used to. One, everything was in Korean. Two, I had the official check mark next to my usernames. The coveted check mark everyone seemed to want. And I got it so fast and easy. I no longer followed anyone, had any posts, or any followers. Well, all my followers were brand new I should say. Within minutes of my reveal, they started finding me. Netizens were the best online detectives out there.

I shrugged and uploaded the pictures I took earlier to pick one to post. Might as well, it was odd to have socials that were totally empty. Odder that some people decided to follow anyways.

I was careful with the photo. A group action shot of the Omegas dancing. I inspected it very carefully to make sure there was nothing bad in it. No rude gestures or things in the background or mirror reflections. Then I posted it.

Curiosity got the better of me and I went to the comment section of the recent live to see what STAY had to say about me. I braced myself, already knowing it was bad, but unable to help myself. The comments were exactly as I expected.

I closed the app. Even though I was expecting it and braced myself, it still stung. It hurt to see all the hateful things my fellow STAY said about me. I always felt a bond with other STAYs, but this felt like a betrayal. And they confirmed all my worst fears. I wasn’t good enough for Stray Kids and I was turning STAY against them.

It took a week for the company I hired to get my things to me. We came home late from practice to several very large boxes addressed neatly to me.

“Yay, my stuff!” I hopped and clapped in excitement. I had been impatiently waiting. I started shoving the first box towards my room.

“Does this mean we have to go back to our own rooms?” Felix asked pouting slightly as he looked at the boxes.

The Omegas have yet to spend a night in their own rooms since I left. It was something we never really talked about. And I think we all secretly dreaded the day they would be forced to sleep in a different room again. Myself included. I had grown accustomed to their comforting presences while I slept. The feeling of safety they brought.

So, I shrugged. “I’m sure I can manage to have enough room for everyone to stay.” Felix looked a little hopeful. “Hyunnie, you wanna help?”

Hyunjin and I had already bought curtains, rugs, and a couple paintings for my room. I have yet to be able to hand or put them up, but we bought them. And tomorrow they had a day off so I could get one of them to help me if we don’t get it finished tonight.

Hyun started pushing another box. The two of us spent the next several hours setting things up in my room and putting away everything.

He got a good kick out of the boxes of carefully packed Stray Kids merch he found. “Oh my god! You have an entire wardrobe for every Skzoo!” He held up my Jiniret and made it wiggle.

I sucked my teeth and snatched Jiniret back. “Don’t tease! You know I was a fan before all this happened.” I pouted and petted Jinirets head.

“Aww, I’m sorry!” Hyunjin pulled me to his chest and rubbed my back. “Don’t pout. I was only kidding around. I won’t do it again.”

True to his word, he didn’t tease while hanging my numerous Stray Kids shirts. Though I did catch him smirking to himself multiple times.

The others came and went. Helping to hand some shelves and my macrame ceiling swing. By the time it was time for bed, everyone being exhausted, the only things left to do were to hang my curtains and build my desk. And Hyun had fun interior decorating my room with me. Brutally honest but had a good eye.

And though it was a bit more cramped, the boys were still able to make up their beds to stay with me for the night. I was happy about that, truthfully a little scared to sleep alone again.

For the first time since bonding with Stray Kids, I was allowed to sleep in and wake up naturally. The boys were already awake and enjoying their day off. I could hear the TV going in the living room through my open door. Hannie was laying on his stomach next to me on the bed, reading quietly. Felix was on one of the makeshift beds nearby playing his game system, Changbin also nearby on his laptop.

“Morning. Coffees in the kitchen.” Felix greeted half distracted.

I hummed in thanks and reached out to ruffle his hair. He leaned into my touch, eyes never leaving the screen his game was on.

With a stretch, I got started with the day. There were things that needed to be done today, while I had the time. My desk and curtains needed to be built and hung, and I needed to go through my clothes with the others to find suitable stuff to pack for the tour. My day off was full of things that needed to get done.

My stacking the makeshift beds out of the way chased the 3 Omegas from the room, who didn’t want to get roped into helping clean and were sick of being told to move so I could continue my task.

Hyun, Chan, Lee Know, and Seungmin were watching TV in the living room while multitasking. Hyun was drawing on his nails with Chan. Lee Know was on his phone, absorbed in whatever it was he was doing. And Seungmin was plucking at his guitar and writing in a notebook laying on the cushion beside him occasionally.

Han had gone to his room to continue to read, Felix had started a game with I.N, and Changbin now sat at the table, still working on his laptop.

“Can any of you take a moment to help me with my curtains?” I asked the apartment in general.

“My nails are still wet. Later?” Hyun replied wagging his fingers at me. Chan did the same to demonstrate that his were also wet.

“Let me just finish this. I’m onto something.” Seungmin mumbled while writing.

Changbin reached out and squeezed my hand. “I really need to catch up on this, sweetie. Maybe in a little bit when I finish.”

“After this round!” I.N called for both him and Felix.

Han and Lee Know didn’t even answer me. Too absorbed in what they were doing to even hear me.

I shrugged and sighed. This was their day off; they should spend it how they wanted. It was unfair of me to ask at all. They have been working extremely hard and deserved a break. I could do this on my own. It wasn’t rocket science.

That being said, the directions to build my desk might as well be in hieroglyphics. I sat surrounded by desk pieces. No idea where to even begin. This might be harder than rocket science. This might be impossible.

For my own sanity and to soothe my Omegas I took breaks often to check in with them. Running a hand along their back or fingers through their hair to reestablish and reinforce our connection.

It took 3 hours, but eventually I stood facing a built desk proudly, hands on my hips. I took the next half hour to set up my desk. Using decorating as a reward for a job well done. I loved setting up my cute, cozy workspaces with my favorite things. Making this little space a place I wanted to work at.

When I went out to see everyone again, I noticed they were still busy enjoying their day. The gaming had migrated to the living room where Hyunjin and Seungmin had joined in, playing multiplayer. Han had finished his book and joined Changbin on his laptop, discussing quietly amongst themselves. The others were spread around watching the game or on their phones. I wasn’t going to interrupt them to ask for help again. It was just hanging curtains; I could do it myself.

I stole a dinning chair to stand on. If I placed the chair in the middle of the window, I should be able to reach both ends without needing to climb on and off the chair a dozen times. And I should be able to tell if they were straight from there too. I put together an entire desk, surely, I can hang some curtains.

The window was wider than I originally thought, and I really had to stretch to reach the top edges in order to put up the curtain rod. It was tricky getting the nails in at the odd angle and the chair wobbled under my feet, but I was cautious.

One side complete I marked the other and leaned back to check if it was even. Last thing I needed was uneven curtains to bother the hell out of me every time I saw them.

It was good I checked too because the second side was a good 2 inches lower than the first side. I adjusted my markings and shifted back to check them again, more confident in this placement.

There was a moment of pure fear as my calves hit the back of the chair unexpectedly, and I windmilled my arms to try and keep my balance with no luck. I gasped and braced as I flipped over the back of the chair and landed on my upper back and hit my head. Landing right on my box fan. I heard the telltale snaps of plastic before everything went black and peaceful. (A/N: safety first! When using a chair to stand on, make sure the back is facing the wall/in front of you, so this does not happen!)

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mediocre-shark-tales · 10 months ago

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Fated by the Stars (10)

Straykids ot8 x Reader

Warnings - SMUT 18+ Not intended for MINORS (ITS NSFW)

Summary - Heat with the boys

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Hands slowly ran up from my stomach to my chest, pulling the oversized shirt up with it. These same hands caressed my chest before finishing removing the shirt. Another pair of hands removed the boxers and shorts off at the same time. They quickly returned to my slowly heating skin to massage my thighs. I whined as the heat became more unbearable. "Please remove socks alpha, is too hot.." I asked and quickly my request was taken care of. Now I was laying bare in front of my pack alpha and his second in command. Their eyes eating me up as they caressed the most sensitive parts of me.

I blushed see them stare at my body, their eyes roaming up and down my body. I whine and sat up trying to crawl into Chan's lap. "Alpha please help me, it hurts, need knot." He cooed at me petting my hair before he spoke softly. "Alphas will take care of you sweetie, You must be patient we want to show you our love before we knot and fill you up. Before we leave our mating mark forever adorning your skin." Minho smiled and brought my face to look at him. "First you need to take this shot so you don't get pregnant before you are ready. Every 24 hours we will have to administer the meds like this until your heat is over." I agreed with him and watched as he grabbed the paper bag behind him.

He pulled out a syringe and a bag of needles. Each needle was package separately to keep them as clean as possible. I watched as he used a glove to put one of the needles on the syringe. Then he pulled out the medication and began to transfer it into the syringe. Once he had it done and the air was removed from it, he crawled back over to me. I gave him my thigh as I already knew how this worked. Both the boys gave me astonished looks and chan whispered from behind me. "Honey have you done this before." I nodded. "Sang-jun would do this when he during his rut, he would spike me into a forced heat and then give me the meds as he didn't want a pup yet. They both growled at the notion that I had suffered so much without them.

"Don't think about him anymore alpha's after this heat I'll be all your forever and ever. Now please hurry up and put your knots in me and your marks on me." Slowly my voice went from a straight serious mind to a whiney and whimpering omega again. The two boys smirked again and Minho quickly administered the medication. Once done he picked up the bag and syringe throwing away the needle and placing the rest of it on the counter in the bathroom.

While he was doing this, Chan began to caress my chest again while holding me from behind. I could feel his slowly growing hard on near my butt. So I backed up a bit more to try and grind my ass against him. But he moved back first instead leaning down to kiss around my neck and shoulder. I whined as all my heat hazed mind wanted was to be mated and knotted. But the alphas around me had a different idea. They wanted to show me all of their love before they connect us for life.

As Chan continued to leave small love bites up and down my neck while he massaged my chest. I watched minho return to the room as he locked his hungry lusty eyes with mine. He stalked closer before kneeling down onto the bed and slowly crawled into the nest. Once close enough he pulled me into a deep kiss. His tongue entering my mouth with ease, dominance radiated off of his figure. He pulled away for a few mere seconds before he reattached himself to my collar bone, kissing slowly down my chest. Chan stopped massaging one breast to allow minho to kiss around the nipple. But that lasted a short period of time before he had my nipple between his plump lips, sucking and nibbling it. Euphoria filled my system as both boys showed me how an alpha should really pleasure their omega.

This show of love was nothing like Sang-jun, who would take what he wanted. His pleasure was more important than mine. I don't remember ever experiencing such love, such euphoria and I don't think I would ever be able to get enough. Minho allowed his spare hand to wander around my skin until he was cupping my opposite hip from the breast in his mouth. Suddenly Chans spare hand moved my face to his and he snatched me into a lust-filled kid with him. I felt Minho grind his clothed erection into my crotch forcing a long needing moan from my lips.

Both boys smirked against my skin as I writhed under their hands. Whining for more that they were slowly giving me. My mind was a jumbled hazy mess but as Minho began to strip in front of me, I could feel myself spill out more slick. Once he was undressed, he pulled me out of Chans lap. This allowed the other to begin undressing while he took my attention away. I now laid onto of him but he still had the dominance that he had controlled this whole time. His hands massage my ass as he caught me in another French kiss. I felt one hand leave my ass as he moved his hard on from between us. Now it stood tall leaning against my heat, every now and then he would grind up against my cunt.

I was soon a whining and whimpering mess on top of him, however I soon noticed his untouched glowing skin under me. Now only one thought filled my head, that was to cover him in love bites just as he had done to my chest. I kissed right between his pecks, biting everyone and then. his chest rumbled in a soft moan as I gave him a similar pleasure to what I was feeling. Chan's hand came around and softly pulled me away from leaving my love bites. I whined at this but he quickly tsked me. "No no sweet baby, right now is all about you, showing you what really love feels like. You can please us another time baby." I pouted but agreed, however that pout was quickly faded as I felt his other hand against my cunt.

One finger entering me as he moved back to see my most sentive part bare for him. "Let's get started prepping you for both our knots, Huh pup?" I whined against Minhos chest as Chans fingers began to pump in and out of me, it was quick that had already gotten a second finger inside me. Minho pulled my face to look at him whispering, "I wanna watch how pleased you are while chan opens you up for us." I stayed put staring back at Minho as another finger was added to my cunt, curling and pumping in and out. However suddenly chan's tongue was swirling around while he continued to stretch me out with his fingers.

The pleasure I was feeling was beyond clear comprehension. sure the heat would definitely magnify my pleasure but this was something I would have never experienced before coming to this pack. I was sure after this heat I would never ever want anything more than my pack mates. Even without the soul ties we held, without a mating mark. I would forever be there's and I would hope they would forever be mine had the circumstances been different.

My mind was brought back to earth as I felt the fingers leave my cunt empty, before I could even whine I felt a cock align up to my whole. I looked back to see chan smirking down at me as he slowly began to push himself in. However he allowed for me to get comfortable with each stretch. My heat brain wanted him to just push all in at once but knowing how my pack acred for me, they would never risk hurting me. "Yes alpha please, please move more, 'mega wants all of it please alpha." His slow movements were making my omega restless, wanting nothing more than to be claimed and knotted. Chan growled at me. "We will both have you knotted under us 'mega, be patient." He didn't mean any of this in anger but with how lost in my omegan heat I was, this was the only way he could get through to me.

Once he was fully inserted into me, he began to rock back and forth at a medium pace. Minho scooted himself down to begin sucking and nibbling my nipples again. More pleasure flowing through me as they both used any means necessary to calm the storming heat in my system. I felt chan grab my head, forcing me to look up at a mirror that was against the wall across from us. It had been next to the bathroom door for ages. "Look at that 'mega, watch yourself get fuck and filled by your pack alpha. I want to see your face, do. not. look. away omega. Or I won't knot you tonight." I whined but followed his orders, I would get this knot and mating mark.

His pace began to slowly pick up, until finally he was impossibly pounding in and out of my aching cunt. My body filling quickly with pleasure beyond the gods strength, I knew I was close. However My brain was to succumb to the euphoria to speak coherently. I could feel chan slowly losing his perfect pace, this was enough to know he too was close to blowing.

He growled in my left ear, "Gonna mark you here 'mega. I'm gonna come and tie our souls together for infinite" I felt his cock begins o expand at the base before he finally blew his load deep into my cunt as his knot inflated fully. With this I saw his canines elongate and he bite down around my scent gland. This gave me the final blow to come with him. As I enjoyed the high of my orgasm, I could feel his soul reaching out to mine. Our soul entwining together as almost one. When he detached, I could see his bite mark perfect circle the outside of my scent gland. Perfectly centered on the left side of my neck. I carefully turned around trying my best to hurt neither of us as his knot still stayed stiff. Once I was looking fully at him, I could feel my own canines grow and I latched down onto the space right at the junction between his neck and shoulder. Leaving behind my small yet perfect mate mark as our soul finally fully came together as one.

I smiled at Chan as he gave me a similar loving smile. "As soon as my knot deflates, it's Minho's turn to mate you baby." I glance behind me at Minho who now sat patiently waiting with a shit eating grin.

A minute or two later I was able to detach from chan, and I crawled over to Minho. I was able to climb into his lap already grabbing his red hot cock with my entrance. In seconds I had sat down fully on his cock, moaning at the feeling of being full once again. He picked me up and laid me back down in the nest. Still deep inside he began to pump in and out. Slowly out but slamming back in. Every slam forced a moan from my horse throat. "Please alpha give me more, I wan your knot and mark pwease!" I felt tears fall from my eyes as I begged him.

I got a soft smirk from him as he wiped away my tears. "Okay 'mega no more waiting, I'll knot you up and mate you for life. Then we can go to bedd and the others will come join us soon." I nodded as he began to pick up his pace. Eventually he was pounding in and out of me, both of out breaths were uneven as we looked into each others eyes. Sweat covering both of our skins as we worked to each others high. He pulled me into a deep kiss, making out with me while he continued to pound my cunt into heaven. Soon my high was on the edge again, He too was ready to blow as he began to expand at the base. Just as we locked together, both of us orgasmed hard. Our canines now fully protruding as we both found the perfect spot to claim.

The feeling of our souls sewing together into one while experiencing the euphoric high of our orgasms was beyond a description. I was so lucky to get 6 more times to experience such perfection. We both pulled away from each other, I could see my mark left in a similar place to how I mark chan. A glance to the mirror showed me that Minho had left the exact same mark as Chan just his was surrounding my right scent gland.

I smiled and went back to clean up minhos mark, licking away at the wound so it would heal nicely. I had done the same to chan while we waited for his knot to deflate. Feeling both of them clean up the wound of the mark afterwards was nearly a romantic feeling. It was just soft and full of professing love.

Once minho had fully deflated, I was pulled off of him by Chan. He had put his t-shirt and boxers back on. While minho got his tshirt and boxers. Chan helped me get into a clean pair of boxers and a shirt. He opened a nearby drawer set, apparently he had already prepped the drawers in advance, t-shirts and boxers from all my mates sat inside ready for me to use between the highs of my heat. I could smell that the tshirt was from minho and the boxers from chan. After making each other we were more sensitive to each other, wanting only our scents on each other. So I was given their clothes to wear as a way to keep me smelling like them.

They both pulled me down into the nest. The base of the nest had been switched out by Minho while chan had dressed me. That way I could lay in a clean nest while we rested, instead of slick, sweat, and cum. After laying together for a few minutes I heard the sound of the rest of the pack joining us. I was sandwiched between Minho and Chan, So they all took turns giving me a kiss on the forehead. They all complimented and praised me for how well I handled the two alphas.

Their soft voices quickly lulled me off into a deep sleep as the exhaustion from earlier activities finally kicked in. I finally succumb to the energy loss and fell asleep, happily between all my pack mates.

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#x reader #alpha beta omega #bang chan #childhood trauma #han jisung #hwang hyunjin #kim seungmin #lee felix #lee minho #yang jeongin #seo changbin #omega heat #omegaverse #stray kids #smut

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lunearta · 2 months ago

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❃ 𝙱𝙰𝙸𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙾 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝙱𝙾𝚂 - 𝙲𝙰𝙿Í𝚃𝚄𝙻𝙾 1 ❃

» Temática: SKZ híbridos x Oc (Lis) » Género: Poly, fantasía, OMEGAVERSE » Warnings generales: Fluff, smut con historia, angst, tensión sexual, sexo, degradación, dinámica A/B/O explícita, dom/sub, sado, amor, entre otros. » Tipo: Serie. » Palabras: 3.512.

» Masterlist « | Capítulo 2

— A ver si lo he entendido bien. —dijo Lis, cruzándose de piernas—. ¿Me está usted diciendo que el mánager de un grupo de k-pop se ha casado y ha encontrado una manada propia, y que ahora necesitan a un substituto?

Su jefe, un beta nervioso y con unas intenciones de dudosa honestidad, asintió. Lis llevaba tres años en aquella empresa de televisores tan reconocida a nivel mundial... como una secretaria de recepción de mercancías.

— Y que, de entre todos los perfiles habidos y por haber, ¿el mío es el más adecuado? —la chica se cruzó de brazos y puso una mueca—. No me lo trago, señor Haneul. Debe haber algo más.

El hombre en traje suspiró.

— Hiciste cursillos especializados y te preparaste a consciencia buscando una oportunidad...

— Ni siquiera me saqué la universidad. —cortó—. Y los cursos fueron eso... Cursillos. No hay literalmente nada en mi historial que diga "¡Oye! ¡Eres perfecta para el puesto de mánager de uno de los grupos de la cuarta generación!"

Haneul puso las manos encima de la mesa y agachó la cabeza, deliberando si debía o no contar la razón real.

— Mira. —empezó, inseguro—. Tú no tienes nada que ver con los híbridos como nosotros. Tienes veinticuatro años, eres joven y fuerte. Puedes aguantar los instintos que los demás no podemos y controlar mejor una situación... descontrolada, valga la redundancia.

— Es decir, evitar que mis futuros protegidos se tiren a otros idols en época de celo, ¿verdad?

— ¡Exacto! Aunque claro, al ser una gran manada, no existe ese problema real. Tienen la jerarquía bien montada entre ellos. ¿Significa eso que aceptarás?

— Si no acepto, me echaréis de la empresa. —espetó, para sorpresa de su jefe—. Es lo que le hicisteis a mi anterior compañera.

Haneul sonrió mostrando así los dientes amarillos, pero perfectamente alineados.

— El caso de Jihye fue diferente, pero sí. Para que accedas te diré un detalle más: Ellos mismos fueron los que eligieron tu currículum. Sería una lástima tener que decirles que no.

— Ni siquiera me gradué en dirección de empresa. —insistió.

— Pero eres humana.

Puso los ojos en blanco, contrariada. En realidad, no lo era.

Se había volcado toda su vida en pretender lo contrario. Con parches anti olor bajo camisas de cuello alto incluso en verano y supresores médicos, ni siquiera se había tenido que preocupar por el celo. Eso hasta hace un par de ciclos en los que se había dado cuenta de que no podría seguir así mucho más. Los supresores empezaban a fallar, y casi se había desmayado del dolor sola en su casa con el último celo.

¿Por qué tomarse tantas molestias en ocultar su naturaleza? Bueno... todo el mundo tiene sus traumas. Por suerte, contaba con al menos dos meses antes de iniciar el nuevo. En ese período podría encontrar unas nuevas pastillas más eficaces.

— Vale. —sacó un bolígrafo del bolso y lo alzó—. Dame los papeles de la renuncia y los de traslado de empresa.

El hombre dio un par de palmadas en el aire, emocionado, y Lis lo apuntó con la punta del boli, el ceño fruncido y una mueca de disgusto.

— No sé qué suma te habrán prometido por dejarme ir, pero primero, no lo valgo, y segundo, espero que aproveches cada won que te den.

— Créeme. Los aprovecharé bien.

— Más te vale.

— Ah, sí. Otra cosa más. Tu presencia se verá requerida casi las 24 horas. Empieza a empaquetar tus pertenencias cuanto antes.

— ¡¿Perdona?! —revisó el contrato detenidamente, ahora sí.

En una de las cláusulas rezaba: "El contratado o contratada pasará a entera disposición de los clientes o las clientas durante el tiempo que se le asigne, con sus correspondientes días festivos y un sueldo de 20.000.000 de wons a percibir el 28 de cada mes. Dicho contrato podrá ser rescindido si una de las partes incumple con su trabajo."

Sí, estaba protestando por lo del traslado total, pero... Pero... ¿20.000.000 wons? Eso eran 13.709 euros. Eran 14.833 dólares. 245.735 pesos mejicanos. 14.534.043 pesos chilenos. 355.567 pesos cubanos. 12.721.844 pesos argentinos. Suma y sigue.

Tragó saliva. Lentamente. Muy, MUY lentamente. Era una barbaridad cada mes. ¿Cómo se gastaba tanto dinero? ¿Qué tenía que hacer con él? Podría conseguirse una casa propia, podría llegar a tener su cafetería soñada, una con temática de Alicia en el País de las Maravillas. Parecía infantil, ¿verdad?

Se levantó tras firmarlo todo, muy digna, como si la suma de dinero no fuera nada del otro mundo. Ya con la mano en el pomo de la puerta, se giró hacia su ex jefe. Aún había algo que debía preguntar.

— ¿Qué grupo es, por cierto? ¿IVE? ¿NMIXX? Qué se yo... ¿Le Sserafim?

El hombre sacudió la cabeza.

— Ni idea.

A la mañana siguiente, el sonido del despertador le hizo tomar consciencia de la vida. Sí, la vida. Se quedó mirando el techo rosa pálido y desgastado de su minúsculo piso de alquiler, exhausta. No había descansado ni un poco, y eso que, por una vez en su vida, no se había ido a dormir demasiado tarde. Poco antes de las cuatro de la mañana.

— No sé por qué no me muero ya. —dijo para sí misma. Luego se rió ante la ocurrencia y se dio la vuelta, buscando volver a conciliar un sueño que sabía que no iba a recuperar. Pero se estaba tan bien sobre el colchón hecho nido...

El zumbido de la vibración del móvil interrumpió su paz. Esta vez no era una alarma, sino una llamada entrante. Levantó la pantalla y se cegó a sí misma en la oscuridad. Emitió un sonido de dolor, pero deslizó el dedo hacia la izquierda para desbloquearlo.

— Espero que sea importante, porque si no lo es voy a estar MUY enfadada durante todo el día por haber perturbado mi sueño. —murmuró, dramática como solo sabía ser.

Al otro lado se oyó una risa.

— "Siento molestarte, señorita Elise. Te aseguro que nada más lejos de mi intención. Soy Jung Han, el mánager del grupo. Bueno, ex mánager. Llamaba para saber cuándo podría pasarme a buscarte y llevarte a conocer a los chicos."

Lis abrió unos ojos como platos y se incorporó en la cama, despierta del todo. MIERDA. Se había olvidado completamente del asunto. Y encima le había hablado mal a alguien tan importante como...

Un segundo.

— Chicos. —repitió en voz alta.

— "Sí, chicos. Stray Kids. ¿Los conoces? ¿Te habló tu jefe de ellos?"

Los labios de Lis se convirtieron en una fina línea, tensa. Claro que sabía quiénes eran, y ahora sabía que su jefe, pese a haberle dicho miles de veces que no quería tener contacto con ningún hombre, se había callado ese pequeño dato.

No, jamás podría olvidarse de quienes eran. No cuando su antiguo compañero de clase estaba en él. Oh. Espera. ¿Es por eso que la habían contratado? ¿Se acordaría de ella? La chica se llevó una mano a la frente, retirándose los alborotados cabellos de la cara.

— No, pero... los conozco. Están en todas partes. —mintió.

— "Bien, bien. Entonces, ¿cuándo crees que podrías estar lista? ¿Te parecen bien dos horas? ¿Medio día?"

— Con una es suficiente. —se levantó y fue hacia la cocina, reprimiendo un fuerte bostezo.

— "¿Segura? Hablamos de un traslado completo, tendrás muchas cosas que recoger."

Con el manos libres activado, vertió el contenido del café de un sobrecito en una taza con leche y removió perezosamente.

— Para nada. Todo lo que tengo me cabe en dos maletas. Desde que me fui de casa de mi padre he preferido no tener demasiadas cosas materiales... —¿Por qué le estaba dando información adicional a alguien a quien no conocía de nada? —. Perdón, estoy divagando.

— "No hay nada que perdonar. Entonces estaré allí a las once y media. Ah, y Lis... Gracias de antemano."

Antes de que lograra preguntarle a qué se debía ese agradecimiento, la llamada se cortó. Se sentó en el sillón del centro del goshiwon y se quedó mirando a la nada, pensativa.

¿Qué hace un mánager?

Una hora más tarde y puntual como un reloj, un precioso Hyundai Palidase 2020 la esperaba en la entrada de su casa. Era negro y grande, con las ventanas tintadas a fin de que no se viera nada del interior.

Solo había tardado media hora en hacer las maletas, y por supuesto, en asearse y renovarse los parches anti feromonas. Había dudado en si debía o no maquillarse y pese a que le hubiera gustado ir natural, el espejo le devolvió una imagen fea y demacrada de sí misma. Bueno, lo usual en realidad. Aún se preguntaba por qué seguía intentando verse guapa cuando no lo era. De igual forma, se dibujó una fina línea con el delineador, lo suficiente como para sentirse algo mejor.

Dios, cómo desearía ser normal y sin ningún tipo de problema de licantropía.

La ventanilla del conductor bajó y un hombre de aspecto risueño le dedicó una de las mejores sonrisas que había visto en su vida. No era guapo, —no su estilo—, pero poseía un aire afable que ablandaría el corazón de cualquiera en una jerarquía. Y eso que "apestaba" a alfa.

— Soy Jung Han. —se presentó—. Tu debes de ser Elise. Es un verdadero placer conocerte.

— Prefiero Lis. Es menos caótico para que otros lo pronuncien. —le devolvió la sonrisa porque, ¿qué otra cosa podía hacer cuando la estaban tratando con tanto respeto? —. Encantada.

El ex mánager señaló el asiento del copiloto.

— Sube, hablemos por el camino.

No se hizo de rogar. Tras cargar las dos maletas en el maletero, —Jung Han era enorme, como un oso gigante—, se subieron e iniciaron la marcha hacia su destino. El hombre se pasó la media hora que duró el viaje preguntándole si estaba cómoda. A la cuarta vez, Lis suspiró y lo miró de frente.

— ¿Por qué?

— ¿Hm?

— ¿Por qué tanto interés en que esté bien? Es más... ¿quién tiene tanto interés en mi bienestar?

Jung Han miró hacia adelante y sonrió.

— Hemos llegado. —comentó, evitando el tema.

Frente a ellos se alzaba una imponente casa de cuatro pisos en uno de los barrios más apartados y ricos de Seúl.

Pensaréis que es una tontería, pero las feromonas de los ocho individuos que rondaban por aquella gigantesca casa eran tan fuertes que los estaba oliendo a través de la puerta de la entrada.

Allí, de pie, sin atreverse a pasar recibió en el brazo un leve empujoncito del ex mánager para sacarla de su ensoñación.

— ¿Te ha entrado miedo o algo? —sonrió, amable—. Son peculiares, pero... creo que acabarás encajando.

Lis giró la cabeza para mirarlo.

— ¿No me había dicho que vivían separados, cuatro y cuatro? —tragó saliva, tratando de que no se le notara en la voz que su loba estaba arañándola desde dentro. Figuradamente hablando.

Jung Han perdió la sonrisa.

— Nunca dije la cantidad. ¿Cómo sabes que hay específicamente ocho ahora mismo?

Mierda. Había hablado de más. Se suponía que era humana y no notaba nada. Para salvarse de la situación, señaló los enormes coches en el porche de la casa y también la cantidad de ventanas por encima de sus cabezas.

— Son Stray Kids. Todo el mundo los conoce. Y supongo que como voy a ser su nueva mánager no habrán pillado actividades. —dijo.

Ah, tenía razón, qué despistado. No había que ser Sherlock Holmes para llegar a esa conclusión.

— Antes sí, vivían separados porque formaban un grupo platónico. Pero desde que consolidaron la manada, no pueden estar separados. Y discuten bastante, ¿sabes? Ya lo verás.

Abrió la puerta por ella y los olores la golpearon con más intensidad que antes. Se notó salivar, y una gota de sudor le bajó por la nuca. Dio gracias a que el pelo le tapaba la piel. El rellano era simple pero grande, y varios zapatos se agolpaban en el desnivel anterior al parqué de color caoba. Una vez descalzados se aproximaron al salón, donde un par de chicos abrazados levantaron la cabeza al escuchar los pasos. Uno de ellos se puso las manos en la boca y gritó:

— ¡YA ESTÁN AQUÍ!

La fuerza de su voz hizo trastabillar a Lis, demasiado acostumbrada al silencio de su goshiwon. ¿Dónde se estaba metiendo? Se oyeron varios pasos arriba y algunos de los integrantes se hicieron ver también. El mayor, que sabía que se llamaba Chan fue el primero en acercarse y extender una mano a modo de saludo. Trató de ignorar el penetrante olor a bergamota y miel que desprendía, sin éxito.

— Bienvenida, es un placer conocerte al fin. Soy Chris. O Chan, como prefieras llamarme. —le dio un apretón suave y la dejó ir—. ¿Eres Eli?

— Lis. —corrigió. No iba a dejar que nadie volviera a ponerle un diminutivo. No lo permitiría.

— Lis, sí, disculpa. Voy a evitar los rodeos: Sabes quienes somos, ¿no?

La chica asintió.

— Más o menos.

Chan fue señalando a los presentes con el dedo.

— El que acaba de gritar es Changbin, el segundo alfa. Con él está Felix, y aquí atrás tenemos a I.N, Lee Know, o Minho y...

— Kim Seungmin. —las palabras se le escaparon como un suspiro, sin poder detenerlas.

Seungmin abrió mucho los ojos y desvió la vista. Hubo un incómodo silencio en el que nadie se atrevió ni a moverse mientras intercambiaban miradas y preguntas silenciosas. I.N carraspeó y dijo:

— ¿Os conocíais?

Lis ladeó la cabeza.

— Éramos amigos en el instituto.

— ¡Por eso tenías tanto interés en contratarla! —exclamó Changbin, cayendo en la cuenta—. ¡No sabes cuántos currículums nos hizo desechar una vez vio tu fotografía!

Seungmin puso los ojos en blanco y chasqueó la lengua, aunque un rubor le cubrió las mejillas.

— Y tenías que abrir esa bocaza de morsa. —le espetó, contrariado.

Changbin se quedó un segundo quieto, y al siguiente Felix lo tuvo que agarrar para que no se abalanzara contra su compañero. Chan sacudió la cabeza, cansado de pronto.

— Lo siento, siempre hacen lo mismo. ¡Bien! Ahora que hemos arrojado un poco de luz sobre el tema... En fin, ya tendremos tiempo de hablar. —le echó un rápido vistazo a Seungmin, uno que significaba "vamos a tener una conversación acerca de los motivos egoístas y personales que te hicieron prescindir del currículum de gente mejor preparada que ella".

Jung Han frunció el ceño.

— Faltan dos. — indicó.

— Jisungie ha empezado el celo. Hace... un par de días, por cierto. —explicó—. Hyunjin está con él.

— ...Comprendo.

La situación estaba más tensa de lo que pensaba. El ex mánager se despidió de todos, deseándoles un buen día y cuando la puerta hizo "clic", Lee Know caminó perezosamente hacia la muchacha, que se puso rígida en el instante en que empezó a olfatearla.

No se movió, no respiró, ni siquiera se atrevió a parpadear mientras ese híbrido de facciones perfectas la escudriñaba de arriba abajo. Se atrevió, eso sí, a percibir disimuladamente su esencia. El olor a menta y hierbabuena casi le desencajó la mandíbula y le nubló los sentidos. Era un beta como ella.

Al poco, el hombre se retiró dejándola con el pulso disparado y la cara roja de vergüenza.

Minho arrugó la nariz y se dio la vuelta.

— No huele. —siseó—. No me gusta.

— Eso ha sido muy grosero. —contestó Lis, cruzándose de brazos.

— No creas. —una preciosa sonrisa iluminó el rostro de Felix, quien se apoyaba en el hombro de Changbin, tranquilo—. Significa que puedes quedarte.

Se giró hacia Minho, quien ya no la miraba y pretendía que ordenar la vajilla del mueble del salón era más interesante que la situación. I.N se aproximó a la muchacha, curioso.

— Con permiso. —dijo, antes de inclinarse también a olfatearle el cuello.

¿Por qué tenían que ser tan condenadamente atractivos? Todos, sin excepción. Si no se hubiera tomado los supresores esa mañana, estaba convencida de que la mezcla de olores le habría provocado el celo a ella también. El chico que tenía delante desprendía un aroma a canela con un punto especiado. Tuvo que frenarse para no rascarse la nariz por las cosquillas.

— Sí que huele, Minho. —le dijo al mayor—. Es muy leve, pero los humanos suelen tener esta clase de olor.

— Al menos tú has pedido mi consentimiento. —Lis resopló—. Creía que los híbridos tenían más respeto por las otras razas y sus costumbres, pero no se aplica a todos, por desgracia.

Changbin emitió una risa, se puso una mano en la oreja y fingió tener un micro en la otra.

— "Aquí Seo Changbin, retransmitiendo en directo. En efecto, el golpe de ese comentario se ha escuchado en todo Seúl, parte de Busán y en el sudeste asiático, y ha hecho que el anticiclón que acababa de aterrizar en Normandía se tornara una depresión con intensos vientos procedentes del sur..."

Felix le dio un golpecito en el hombro.

— Eres un payaso. —lo insultó.

Minho se dio la vuelta con cara de pocos amigos. Alguien más se estaba ganando un viaje gratis al interior dela freidora. Le importaba bien poco encararse contra un alfa, no era la primera vez ni sería la última.

El chico de pelo rubio, Felix, saltó del sofá y también le dio un apretón de manos.

Vainilla, dijo su loba automáticamente, Y almendras.

— No olvidemos las viejas costumbres. Siento mucho que no podamos estar todos para recibirte, pero... Bueno, no sé cómo de familiarizada estarás con el tema del celo.

Más de lo que crees, quiso decirle.

— Sé algunas cosas. —alzó la cabeza hacia Seungmin, esperando que mantuviera la boca cerrada como había hecho hasta ahora. Se topó con unos ojos castaños y una expresión indescifrable, aunque había algo más que no lograba distinguir—. Un compañero de hace tiempo me explicó el funcionamiento y la jerarquía. —mintió.

— Genial, entonces no hay mucho más. Tu habitación está arriba, en el ático. No hay ascensor, pero seguramente alguien muy amable te ayudará con el equipaje. —contempló a Chan, que carraspeó.

— Sí, claro. —se hizo con el asa de las dos maletas. Diablos, era fuerte—. Después de ti.

Lis se apresuró a subir por las escaleras ignorando la mirada de Seungmin, cuyos ojos, por un momento, brillaron en tono aguamarino.

No solo era fuerte, sino rápido. Casi podía oír al líder respirarle en la nuca, presionándola para que siguiera subiendo sin pararse.

Chan, por su parte, trataba de no mirar demasiado. Falló incontables veces. La visión de la parte trasera de la muchacha y cómo movía las piernas al caminar le hacían difícil la tarea de escoltarla a un sitio "seguro". Seguro y lejos de él, y seguro y lejos de todos.

Hembra. Cubrir.

¿Su lobo se había vuelto loco? Qué quería, ¿matarla? Los humanos eran tan frágiles como los gamma, sino más. ¿Por qué tenía pensamientos tan obscenos con una completa desconocida? ¿Se le estaba escapando algo?

Chan, céntrate., se reprendió, Eres el líder por algo.

— Es aquí. —señaló con la cabeza la última puerta del rellano. Lis hizo girar el pomo y ambos entraron.

Era una habitación vacía de tamaño estándar con una cama de matrimonio en el centro. Tenía facilidades como un escritorio y un armario empotrado con puertas de desplazamiento horizontal que no quitaban espacio. El balcón de marco blanco daba a unas vistas hermosas de la ciudad en aquella hora del crepúsculo, haciendo que las paredes caoba se vieran mucho más cálidas. Era un buen sitio.

— Gracias por cederme una habitación, Chris. —comentó, absorta en el exterior—. Es perfecta.

— ¿Sí? Menos mal, temía que no fuera de tu agrado. Jung Han nunca vino a vivir con nosotros así que eres la primera en usarla. Siéntete como en casa. Mañana te pondremos al corriente de tu papel como mánager. Si tienes hambre, hay sobras en la nevera... Aunque también puedes pedir a domicilio.

Una parte de ella se ablandó ante la cándida carga de información que le estaba proporcionando. El líder era el ser más amable que jamás había conocido.

Dirigir a un grupo de híbridos no iba a resultar una tarea tan complicada al parecer, ¿verdad? ------------

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cherryeol04 · 2 years ago

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Valentine’s Surprise

➻ Pairings: Minho x Chan

➻ Genre: slice of life, romance, college au, wolf au

➻ Additional: humor, angst, misunderstandings, soulmates au

➻ Word Count: 3.5K

➻ Warnings:

➻ Author’s notes: This story is cross posted on multiple sites under the same username!

“And then Mr. Kim mansplained why doing the project earlier was more beneficial.” Minho sighed, closing his eyes at the memory, though mostly to help ease the tension in his eyes from staring at the glowing screen in front of him. Though he didn’t keep them closed for long, not wanting to miss a moment of seeing Chan’s beautiful face. It was hard for them to get time to talk like this. Even if Chan was only a few more hours ahead of him in time zones, they both lead pretty busy lives. So Minho was greedy when it came to his time with his boyfriend.

“And what could he have possibly explained -”

“Mansplained.” Minho corrected and Chan rolled his eyes lovingly at the other.

“You’re a man too, babe.”

Snorting, Minho crossed his arms, glaring at Chan as hard as he could, though judging by the laughter, he probably came off more of like a cute kitten as Chan has often told him. “It’s the principal of it, Channie. He was talking down to me like I was some helpless omega.” he scoffed. “I wouldn’t put it past him to be the type of person that still believes an omega’s place is in the home, caring for twenty litters of pups.”

“Twenty - oh my god.” Chan choked. “That’s an excessive amount of pups, don’t you think?” he asked, eyeing the screen warily.

“Of course not!” Minho grinned as he leaned in closer, eyes locking on the camera lens. “Don’t you want to have a big family with me, Channie?” This time he was pouting and perhaps laying it on a little thick. Though it was worth it as he watched Chan’s cheeks heat up, despite the graininess of the video call. Even Chan’s HD camera was no match for Skype’s shit quality. “Hmm?”

“Of course I do, Minho.” Chan cleared his throat. “But twenty is definitely too many pups to have. We’d be eaten out of house and home.” Well, Chan did have a point about that. Okay, maybe they wouldn’t have that many pups, but they would at least have one and that thought alone pleased his wolf in ways that Minho really didn’t want to acknowledge. He wasn’t the type that liked to rely on his instincts and be the “typical” omega type. But there was something about Chan that had him wanting to do all the homely things that many associated with his second gender. He wanted to provide a wonderful home and family for his alpha.

“You win this round, Mr. Bang.” he teased as he sat back in his chair. “But just so you know, this war isn’t over.” He giggled, beaming when Chan laughed as well. He loved the way Chan laughed - how his shoulders shook and eyes turned into crescents. And his dimples were always on display when he laughed. They were possibly Minho’s favorite part of Chan’s body. Their happy little bubble burst when Chan’s alarm went off, startling them both. Minho watched with sad eyes as he picked it up and turned off the annoying sound before looking back at him.

“I have to go.” He whispered.

“I know.” Minho could feel the sadness radiating off of Chan through the computer and he was sure it was the same for the other. Ending their calls was always the worst, but they couldn’t stay on video all the time, as much as Minho liked to argue. Even with all his cunning ideas, it still wouldn’t work out, but he gave it a valiant effort every time. “I miss you.” He could feel the heat dusting his cheeks, but decided to ignore it. He hadn’t meant to say that out loud, but it was too late to take back the words. Not that he was lying or anything. He really did miss Chan, even with him right in front of him like this.

“I miss you too, Minnie.” Minho’s heart fluttered, chest swelling with an emotion he had felt so many times that it could only be love. That or it was heartburn and he still hadn’t deciphered which it was yet. “I love you.”

Minho scrunched up his face, looking away to avoid making a fool of himself. He wanted to giggle, or coo or flail about. Every time Chan said those words, he had such a visceral reaction that he just couldn’t handle himself. “I love you too…I guess.” he shrugged, hoping his voice sounded as indifferent as he wanted it to be.

“I would hope, you’re kinda stuck with me for life.” Chan lifted his right wrist, his fingers grazing over the mark and watching it glow a beautiful golden yellow. Looking down his left wrist, Minho watched as his own mark glowed, reacting to his soulmate, even though they were miles apart.

“Wouldn’t have it any other way.” He whispered, lifting his eyes back to the screen. “You should go. Text me when you get home.”

“Always.” Chan grinned. “Remember to eat today.” Chan’s set him with a stern gaze.

“I will.” He probably wouldn’t, especially if he got wrapped up in the choreography for his upcoming dance evaluation. But Chan didn’t need to know that, right now at least.

“Good. Talk to you later, baby.”

“Bye.” Minho always refused to be the one to end the call, and he silently hoped each and every time that Chan wouldn’t end the call either. But just like all the previous times, the call ended and Minho was left in nothing but the static silence of his bedroom - feeling alone. His wolf howled in agony, the dramatic little thing because he knew it wasn’t the end of their relationship. Chan would text like always, Minho was sure of that, but trying to convince his wolf of that was like talking to a brick wall.

So Minho resigned himself to his daily cycle of sadness and forced himself out of his chair to go and get ready for dance practice. At least if he was doing something, he wouldn’t notice the sadness as much.

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Felix stared worriedly as Minho paced the floor of their practice room. He looked flushed and agitated and if it wasn’t for the thick Eucalyptus scent wafting from the other, Felix would have been inclined to believe that Minho was sick.

He felt that way. Minho felt absolutely nauseated- wrought with worry because Chan had stopped answering his calls and texts. Minho would be understanding if it had been a one time occurance, or if Chan called him back, but he didn’t. For the past couple of days, no matter what Minho did, Chan never answered. His read receipts were suddenly turned off as well as his location services. Every phone call would ring twice before going straight to voicemail and Chan’s status on Skype was always offline.

It’s like the man just disappeared off the face of the Earth! How was that even possible? For a popular and good looking alpha like chan to just go missing?

Minho froze in his tracks as a horrendous thought crossed his mind. What if Chan was cheating on him?

He snorted to himself. No, not Chan. He was as loyal as one person could possibly be and not a mean bone in his body. He wouldn’t cheat.

But…

It was the only explanation for the sudden behavior change. It all made sense if he thought about it. And it’s not like he could blame Chan. They were separated by miles of land and ocean, and at least two if not three time zones. They’ve only ever seen each other through video calls. Their relationship was the epitome of long-distance.

“Hyung.”

What if Chan had met someone else? Someone prettier and better? More willing to bend to the stereotypical behavior of an omega? Someone who didn’t sass back as much as Minho did. Who expressed themselves better than Minho ever could? Someone who was within arms reach that Chan could touch and hold and kiss and…mate with.

“Hyung?”

What if Chan had met a better mate and was getting ready to break their soulmate bond?

“Minho hyung!”

Jerking back at the touch to his cheek, Minho blinked rapidly, clearing the tears blurring his vision. Since when had he started crying? Frowning, he reached out and wiped the tears aways with a little more aggression than necessary. Stupid tears. Stupid emotions. Stupid Chan!

“Minho hyung, what’s wrong?” Minho knew Felix had been standing there, but it wasn’t until that moment that he actually registered his presence fully. The younger beta was staring at him with such worried eyes that Minho wanted to cower from the gaze. He didn’t want to feel like a burden.

“Nothing.” He spat and immediately regretted his words at the forlorn expression tossed his way and was quick to apologize. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay hyung.” Felix whispered, eyes shaking with emotion. “But something is wrong.” He stated firmly. “You can tell me, I want to try and help.”

Minho took a few shuddering breaths, trying to calm himself down because he certainly didn’t want to snap at Felix again. He really was only trying to help. And it’s not like he put these horrible thoughts in Minho’s brain. No, Minho only had himself to blame (and Chan). “It’s really nothing.” He tried to assure, but faltered. “Actually…Chan stopped texting me and answering my calls.” He said slowly. “Did he mention anything to you about…anything really?”

There was a look of realization that crossed Felix’s features only to be quickly replaced by a look of deliberation. Minho squinted at him, poking his side a few times.

“Felix…what do you know?”

“Huh? Um, well…” the way Felix trailed off was a bit suspicious, like he was trying to think up an excuse. “I remember him saying something about a deadline and you know Channie hyung gets when he’s composing.”

Oh yes, Minho knew first hand how wrapped up in his work Chan could get. But even when focused on his work, Chan would always call him back when he was done. This wasn’t normal working Chan behavior. But the fact that Felix didn’t seem worried did help to put the Omega’s worries at ease. If only slightly.

“I guess.” He muttered, heaving another sigh. Reaching up, he rubbed his cheeks, taking note of how hot they were, but that was to be expected. He was still pretty worked up. “Whatever. Let’s just start practice.”

“You sure hyung?”

“Yeah.” Turning, Minho headed over to the counter and started the music, effectively ending all conversations.

——

Minho really should have listened to his body more. Despite the fact that he had been hot during practice, he had told himself at the time that it was just because he was upset. And that wasn’t a lie. He had been upset and was still upset, even days later. It was going on a week and half since he last heard from Chan and no matter how hard he pressed Felix, the younger Australian had no information about his older cousin. And that only added to the stress and worry and negative thoughts. But even all that couldn’t explain how hot he was becoming. He should have realized days ago that this was a sign his heat was coming, but Minho was so wrapped up in the “cheating” scandal he had fabricated in his mind that he lapsed in caring for himself.

Now he lay prone on his bed - a naked, panting mess that absolutely refused to do anything to help ease the pain. And why would he when the one thing - one person that helped him through his heats was missing in action. Over the three years that Minho knew Chan, the other had always been there for him, talking him through each orgasm until they were both a trembling, sticky mess on a video screen. Not the ideal way Minho wanted to be with Chan, but he would take anything and everything he could get.

But his alpha was gone and he was in pain. It was like his body knew Chan wasn’t there and was rebelling against him like it was Minho’s fault. His wolf was antsy, howling and searching for that connection, but in his heat induced delirium, he couldn’t find it. Had Minho had a better grip on his thoughts, he would have known their bond wasn’t broken if he only touched his mark. But as it was, he could barely remember his own name as he writhed and curled up into a ball as another cramp claimed him. A harsh sob wretched itself from his throat and all he could think about was just wishing for the heat to end.

A sudden knock to his door pulled Minho out of his spiraling thoughts, the fog momentarily lifting as he tried his hardest to process what had just happened. Another knock sounded shortly after, leaving Minho confused. Who would be at his apartment now of all times? He had already called off work, put in his absences with his professors and told his friends he would be out of commission for the next week. Everyone who needed to know he was going through his heat, knew, so they wouldn’t be coming to his apartment. At least he hoped not. It would be highly unprofessional if his boss or professors decided to pay him a visit. And while the thought of a teacher-student or boss-employee relationship was appealing, the only person he wanted in that authoritative role was Chan.

But Chan wasn’t there. He was probably off screwing some omega and starting his happy life while Minho laid there suffering. Begging and pleading for a higher power to bring Chan back to him. He absolutely hated this.

Another knock and Minho snapped. He pushed through the pain of the cramps, forcing himself up and out of his bed. The thought of putting on clothes sickened him, body too overheated to be confined, but he knew he couldn’t answer the door naked. Well he could, but the resulting consequence that may happen far outweighed and won over the need to be comfortable. So Minho pulled on his pajama pants and left the safety of his bedroom. The once stale air of the house came alive with a mixture of mint and eucalyptus as Minho made his way to the front door. As he reached it, another knock sounded and without so much as a care of who could be on the other side, Minho yanked the door open harshly.

“What the fuck-” he stopped mid sentence, eyes widening as he took in the body before him. “C-Chan?” There stood a very sheepishly looking alpha. His normally styled hair, now just a heap of messy black curls. There was not a lick of makeup on his face and if Minho squinted hard enough, he could make out the very light dusting of freckles along his cheeks, just like Chan had always said he had. It was a family thing, though Felix had been more blessed in that area with a whole galaxy of freckles covering his face. He was adorned in all black, but that wasn’t something unusual as it seemed to be Chan’s favorite color.

“Hey, Minho.” He said, voice barely a whisper as he looked Minho over slowly. Minho watched the way his pupils seemed to dilate, steadily growing blacker the longer he looked at him. He felt so vulnerable under the gaze, yet desired, especially as Chan’s tongue swiped across his lips. As Chan dragged his eyes back up, he seemed to come back to himself, the tips of his ears turning a beautiful shade of red as he held out his hand, thrusting a bouquet of red and purple Baby’s Breath towards him.

Minho was stunned, blinking rapidly as he tried to formulate some sort of coherent sentence that wouldn’t sound dumb, but everything he came up with always fell flat. He wanted to interrogate Chan on where he had been and why he hadn’t been answering his calls and texts. Another part of him wanted to ask why he was even there. In the end, he settled on probably the safest topic as he took the offered bouquet. “You remembered.”

“Of course I did. I remember everything you tell me.” Chan chuckled softly before clearing his throat. “Except for when your heat is supposed to hit.” Minho tore his eyes away from the flowers to glare at Chan, the alpha gulping in response.

“You would have known if you had answered my calls!” he snapped. “Where the hell have you been?! Do you know how worried I was? What’s her name?”

“Huh? What?” Chan was taken aback by the angry outburst.

“What’s her name?”

“Who?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, Bang Chan. You went off the grid for over a week and you don’t think I wouldn’t know that you’re cheating on me?” he growled. “I never would have thought you would be such a no good, low down alpha to-to do this!” Minho was angry, his scent spiking exponentially. Unfortunately it wasn’t its usual sour scent. Nothing could mask the smell of his heat and the more worked up Minho became, the more potent and thick the scent filled the air.

“Baby, I don’t think this is the best place for this. Your heat.”

“This is the best place for this!” Minho snapped at him. “You have some fucking audacity to show up at my door step -” Minho paused, brows knitting together as he stared at Chan before looking around the empty apartment hallway behind him. “How did you know where I live?”

“Felix.”

“Felix?” Minho huffed and crossed his arms over his bare chest. “I knew he knew something.”

Chan laughed, though Minho was not amused. “Yeah, he knew. I had been planning this for months.”

“You had been planning to cheat on me for months?”

“What? No!” Chan groaned and rubbed the back of his neck in frustration. “Baby I’m not cheating on you. I was planning to surprise you by visiting.”

“Surprise me? By visiting?” he parroted as if repeating the words would help him understand better. “So you turned off read receipts, turned off your location services and stopped answering my calls and texts because you were coming to visit me?”

“Yes.” Chan nodded quickly. “Surprise! Happy Valentine’s day.”

“Valentine’s…” Minho trailed off, thoughts racing a mile a minute - each train of thought getting lost in the fog of his heat as the inferno grew stronger. This was crazy, ludicrous even but made more sense than Chan cheating on him. “Oh my god.” he whispered.

“Yeah, so then. Can I come in?”

Minho stared blankly at him before stepping back quickly. “Yes, come in, come in.” he ushered the other in. “Don’t mind the mess, I didn’t have time to clean. Been lost in my-”

“Heat. Yeah, I know.” Chan chuckled. “The whole building probably knows now.” Minho flushed as he closed the door quickly and locked it, sliding the chain for extra protection because Chan was indeed right. The whole building probably could smell him now and he didn’t need an unwanted alpha or beta to try and force their way into his home just because he smelled so alluring.

“Probably.” he muttered as he leaned back against the door, staring at Chan. “ I still can’t believe you’re here. I thought…I was so stupid.” Shaking his head, he gave a small laugh. “You were just coming to visit me. I swear to god Channie.” Chan chuckled as he stepped closer to him and gently pulled Minho into his arms - cradling him so carefully it was like he was made out of glass. And maybe he was. Minho certainly felt delicate enough at the moment. His body was in turmoil; hormones raging as he felt like he was burning alive while simultaneously being stabbed to death. The cramps were no joke.

But for a moment, Minho’s mind was cleared of all thoughts of his heat. This was the first time Chan was holding him, touching him. Minho had waited for this moment for too long. Had dreamt of this very moment more times than he could count and yet he never thought it would happen so soon - so unexpectedly. His heart skipped a beat, racing in his chest as he snuggled into Chan’s embrace, resting his head on the other’s shoulder. “Channie,” he whispered.

“Yes, love?” Minho’s fingers curled in Chan’s shirt, clutching the fabric tightly as he nuzzled into his neck.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I probably would have thought the same thing, honestly.” Chan placed a gentle kiss on the top of Minho’s head. “I love you Minho.”

“Love you more.”

Chan hummed softly, running his fingers through Minho’s hair. It felt so nice and soothing. And for the first time in a while, Minho felt complete. “How about we go and take care of your heat, hmm?” Minho could only nod eagerly, letting himself be dragged off to his bedroom.

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dlstmxkakwldrlarchive · 7 days ago

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genuinely feel like a lot of even ot5 wols that arent jjinggus just have a made up image of jinki in their head for some reason like hes so frequently mischaracterized�� all of shinee kind of suffer from this to some degree esp minho too but jinki in particular has it so bad its like do yall even know him. Are we perceiving two different guys

no literally and its crazy how his own words are dogshit for them like just to think abt how some ppl behaved during his ia, saying that he was ready to retire or that he actually enjoyed yoga - yoga classes that incorporated music btw- more than singing lol (its crazy btw how he isnt even allowed to have hobbies bcs what the hell was all of that anyway) or just them making up stuff abt him like shut the fuck up he doesnt like ed sheeran he doesnt give a fuck abt kwangya and THE CHICKEN OBSESSION WAS A JOKE BCS SHINEE WERE ENDORSING CHICKEN

honestly i dont expect shinee 'funny' pages to be a wiki abt shinee members but put down that hello baby ep and read interviews, watch REAL behind stuff ‼️‼️‼️

#AND BEFORE ppl start saying that it was actually them accepting his choice its nawt true like u guys love to throw ideas like omg idols #should form an union and then you cant respect that an idol gets more than one month to rest like 💀#tbh the thing i hate most is that before yk all of this mh had this homophobic label on that started as jokes bcs of his beef with kb but #then it got serious like ppl were saying he genuinely was homophobic like 👤#that and him being an alpha #between omegas got him like im sorry for the shinee yaoi flaming charisma minho 😔#asks #anon #answered

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leviackermanscleaningbuddy · 2 years ago

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^Skz!pack Minho.

That’s it. That’s the tweet.

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dis-trict9 · 6 months ago

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YOU GUYS!?! OKAYOKAOKOKAOKA SO, THIS IS STILL IN PROGRESS BUT ONLY FOR A FEW MORE CHAPTERS! (Unfortunately...) IT IS SMUT, AND MxM (HyunLix, MinSung) IT'S LITTERALLY SO GOOD YOU DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND!! THERE IS LIKE NON-CON IN IT, SWEARING, SCENTING (It's omegaverse) SO ANYONE UNDER 18 DON'T READ IT. THIS IS NOT MINE, 100% CREDIT TO kb_ellen ON AO3. I LOVE THIS SO MUCH ADNBIUSFHBIUSGB

LINK!!: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54847111?view_full_work=true

(If that link doesn't work the story is called Sugar & Spice by kb_ellen on Archive of our own or Ao3!!)

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minhosimthings · 7 months ago

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Aww look at Hannie he's so cute- WRONG BITCH

THIS MAN CAN AND WILL MOST CERTAINLY DESTROY YOUR ENTIRE LIFE AND YES I SPEAK FROM EXPERIENCE

#mona's sessions #minho move my turn with Hannie #he's my princess babygirl #but he's also my alpha dom tsundere mafia boss ceo

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staylovesmiley · 2 months ago

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Going Dumb~ Chapter 9

ᯓᡣ𐭩Pairing; Kim Seungmin x Fem!reader, Stray kids x Fem!reader

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩Warnings; abo!au, beta!kim seungmin, almost all alpha!straykids, female!reader, poly!pack dynamics, angst, mild violence, mentions of sexual harassment/assault and discrimination, smut, enemies to lovers, Kim seungmin is kind of an ass I’m so sorry dandy boy, she/her pronouns used for reader, jealous seungmin, I have only ever wrote one abo story before but it is one of my favorite genres so I hope I can do this justice~

It wasn’t too long after Chan had left and you had began drifting back to sleep when the door quietly pushed open and someone slipped into the room and under the covers, careful not to wake you.

Despite their efforts, your eyes fluttered open to be met with a foxlike gaze staring back at you with a startled expression. “Sorry bunny, was I too loud?” Jeongin spoke softly, a frown on his face causing you to shake your head frantically and give him a sleepy smile. “No, just felt the bed move a bit…” you said with a yawn, rubbing at your eyes.

The alpha whined, pulling the blankets up over the two of you higher. “Just go back to sleep, ‘kay? It’s still early, Channie hyung just asked if I’d come keep you company….said you were cold?” His pout was so cute it made you wanna reach up and pinch at his cheeks though you refrained and instead chose to snuggle closer to the young alpha and inhale the deep smell of black cherry. “M’kay, don’t have to tell me twice ayen~” you said with a bright smile, eyes closing as you started to drift off in the maknae’s arms.

Jeongin smiled, a light blush on his cheeks as he brought one hand up to play with your hair gently until he too fell back asleep with you in his arms.

After sleeping in a few more hours, the smell of someone cooking wafted into Chan’s room and effectively woke the both of you.

“Did you sleep okay?” Jeongin said with a yawn, sitting up in the bed causing the blankets to pool at his waist and pull away from you slightly. “Yeah I did, thanks to you~” You said with a smile, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you sat up beside him. “Should we go see what whoever’s out there is cooking?” You questioned, raising an eyebrow at the alpha who nodded eagerly. “M’so hungry- smells like Leeknow hyung’s cooking!” Without another word the maknae was up and pulling you with him into the kitchen.

“Good morning sleepy heads!” Jisung chirped from the island, the cup of coffee in his hands nowhere near as strong as his own natural scent even with the smell of Minho’s caramel scent mixed within it. You gave the alpha a sleepy smile and settled beside him with a wink. “You and Min smell like you had fun last night after I left.” A light blush crept up his neck and to his cheeks at your words, looking over to where Minho was cooking to see if he had also heard. “You could say that, yeah-“

You laughed into your hand at his reaction to your teasing, feeling good to finally not be the one turning red at one of their relentless attempts to fluster you. “Cutie, Innie, you hungry?” The two of you nodded in sync as you leaned over the island to try and get a better look at what the older was cooking up.

“I can always eat.” The youngest chirped as he walked to where the coffee pot sat on the counter. “Bunny do you want some?” He gestured towards the cup he was pouring for himself before moving to get an extra mug.

“No thanks- I feel weirdly energetic already.” Seungmin appeared from his room, wordlessly shuffling over to where you stood and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind with his chin resting on your shoulder. “That’s normal for after an omega’s heat breaks.” Minho explained, messing more with whatever it was he was cooking on the stove before moving to grab a stack of plates from the cabinet. At the mention of your heat, Seungmin looked over to where Jisung stood beside you to see him give you a look that caused you to blush and look away from him.

Seungmin pulled away, feeling nauseous at the display as he felt angry stew in his chest. At the loss of warm you let out a whine and turned to see where your childhood friend had gone to catch him moving over to rummage around in the fridge for something other than coffee to drink. He berated himself in his head for getting upset over the interaction and the memory of the intimacy you now shared with the alpha. Something far back in his mind growled, gnashing it’s teeth as it tried to claw its way to the surface. The desire to steal you away and not let anyone even look at you again echoing loudly in his mind though he couldn’t understand why.

As you watched Seungmin make a quick plate of whatever Minho had been cooking before retreating back to his room a frown found its way to your face. “What’s up with him?” You said, just above a whisper as the second oldest passed you a plate of your own full of the breakfast he had made. “Woke up on the wrong side of the bed I assume.” The alpha smirked, passing plates out to Jeongin and Jisung before leaning against the island with his own plate before digging in. “Don’t mind him- he has his moments.” You nodded, knowing all too well how his so called moments could be. Deep down you worried that maybe you had done something to upset the beta, afraid of ending up back how you had been when you first arrived.

The four of you ate in relative silence, you and Jeongin clearing aways and cleaning up after everyone was finished. While you were at the sink washing up the dishes you felt a pair of arms snaking around your waist from behind. The smell of warm caramel enveloped you and you smiled softly to yourself. “Hi Min.” Your voice was calm, your hands continuing to work at your task of washing up while the alpha’s chin came to rest on your shoulder and he took a deep inhale near the scent gland on your neck. “You still smell like Hannie-“ With a giggle you shrugged off his words, setting another two plates into the drying rack on the counter beside the sink. “Is that a bad thing?”

At your question, Jisung could be heard shouting out from where he sat in the living room on his phone that it most definitely wasn’t. However, the older alpha leaned in to muzzle against your neck. “Could smell better like the both of us.” He teased, causing you to almost drop the plate you were holding into the sink. A blush crept up to your cheeks and you carefully pulled away from Minho’s embrace to finish up and dry your quickly pruning hands.

Minho tried not to take your actions as a form of rejection, the sight of your flushed skin calming any worry he had that he may have been too forward and upset you. Well, that and the sweet smell of oranges filling the space you shared in the kitchen. “Listen- uh…do you have any plans today?” You thought for a moment, moving passed the alpha to flop down onto the couch beside Jisung who’s arms immediately pulled you closer to him. “Not that I can think of? I’m kinda off whenever you guys are-“

The older alpha stared at you blankly for a moment before nodding, chuckling awkwardly to himself. “Right, right- we’ll I wasn’t sure if anyone else had made plans with you so I wanted to check-“ coming around the couch, Minho took a seat on the over side of you as Jisung gave a kiss to the top of your head. At the feeling you leaned your head back against his shoulder to look up at him and he gave a wide, heart shaped smile once he had your attention. “What Minho is taking forever to say is that we want to take you shopping today if you are up for it.”

It was your turn to stare, a lost and confused look in your eyes as you pulled away to look at him properly. “Shopping? Is there a reason or you guys just feeling like enjoying some retail therapy?” You teased them lightly, not fully grasping what they meant. “Bunny- no, we mean shopping for you. Well, more specifically for your room!” Oh, you thought. Your eyes subconsciously drifted over to the door to your room as your head tilted slightly. “What do I need to go shopping for my room for?”

Minho whined, causing Jisung to follow suit as the pair of alphas draped themselves over you dramatically. “Your room is so lame!” Minho said, over exaggerating his words with the way he groaned along with them. Jisung nodded in agreement and gave you the softest puppy dog eyes you’d ever seen. “Please go shopping with us for your room- you can pick out whatever you like just as long as it’s really what you like! Our treat!” You frowned a bit, looking between the alphas as you bit your lower lip.

“I couldn’t ask you guys to do that-“ Minho perked up, taking your hand in his own as he pulled you in the direction of your room. “Well good thing you aren’t asking, we are offering.” “Begging-“ Jisung corrected, hot on your heels as he trailed after the pair of you. “Yeah- that! Anyways- please get ready and we will be waiting out here for you so we can go.” The older alpha gently ushered you into your room and you let out a soft laugh. “I am not really getting a say in this, am I?”

The pair shook their heads, smiles wide as they closed the door for you to get ready. “Nope! It’s for your own good. Don’t take too long now-“ You heard the sound of their foot steps retreating back into the living room as you shook your head, laughing still at their antics while heading over to where your suitcases sat in your closet.

Shopping for your room had taken much longer than any of you had anticipated, Jisung and Minho insisting that you needed to replace almost everything already in the room to suit your taste on top of finding things to actually decorate and make it feel more personal. You ended up back at the dorm in the early evening, having to call in reinforcements from the other members to carry in everything that didn’t need to be ordered.

There was everything from new bedding, decorative pillows and throw blankets, stuff to hang on the walls and set on your desk and dresser, not to mention the new bed frame and mattress that Minho insisted you needed because your eyes lingered on the display a bit too long in the store.

Now, sat back in your room with multiple bags full of what the two alphas had got for you, you got to work setting everything up to your liking. It didn’t take nearly as long as shopping for everything had, finishing up the final touches you took a step back to admire your work. The room now looked warm and inviting, everything in soft shades of orange, yellow, and green with touches of creams to balance it out. You had even switched out the overhead lights in the room and left only the new lamp at your bedside table on to cast a warm glow around the room.

The only task you had yet to complete was your closet.

Minho had given you strict instructions to unpack your belongings finally, even purchasing new hangers to prompt you into doing so. You didn’t really know why you had put it off, telling yourself it was most likely due to the nature of their, and now by extension your, job. Traveling was a necessity and having everything still packed away made it more convenient but you knew deep down you we’re waiting for something to go wrong, for the other shoe to drop so to speak and for you to be out of a home again.

Home.

That’s what this was for you.

More than just a place to eat, bathe, and rest your head at night. This was your home and so were they. The thought of ever having to leave again caused a rock like put to rest in your gut and make you feel nauseous and dizzy.

As these thoughts were racing through your head and you were slowly putting away each individual item of clothing like a game of jenga where one wrong move could send the whole tower crashing down around you, a soft knock sounded at the door and the smell of warm fresh linens wafted from the crack underneath. “Come in, Minnie.” You called softly, working to hang up one of your sweaters without snagging the fabric on the hanger.

The door opened slowly, the beta making his way inside before closing it behind him with a soft click. “Woah…you’ve really started to make the place your own, huh?” He said, a hint of fondness in his tone as he made his way into the dimly lit room to take a seat on the edge of your bed.

You nodded, smiling to yourself as you continued to work putting away your clothes. “Mhm, you could say that…Min and Hannie didn’t really give me much of a choice.” You said with a laugh, thinking back to how they practically dragged you from store to store picking up anything that seemed to catch your eye and refusing to take no for an answer when it came to getting it for you. “Not that I’m not grateful- I just….didn’t see why it was so necessary.”

Seungmin nodded, fighting off the smell of soured laundry left in the wash too long from invading his normally neutral scent at the mention of a certain alpha. “Right- about that…” his word’s caught your interest, your hands now working to fold and place articles of your clothing away in the small dresser in the room. “About what- My room? Do you know why they were so insistent that I decorate all of a sudden?” Though you weren’t facing him, the beta shook his head before realizing he would have to vocalize his thoughts to you for you to understand.

Taking a deep, shaky breath, his fists curled into the comforter beneath him as his gaze was glued to his lap. “Han- um…you and he are like- what is going on there?” His words both came tumbling out of his mouth like a can of soda shaken violently before being opened while also feeling like it took the force of an army to push them out. “What-“ Your movements froze mid fold as you held a soft pair of sweat pants to your torso, not noticing that they happened to be Seungmin’s that he had loaned you all those months ago yet you had kept forgetting to return them.

The beta closed his eyes tightly, nose scrunching slightly with the force. “It’s just- I get it, ya know….he’s a good alpha. He better treat you well or I-“ you cut him off with a giggle, hand coming up to cover your mouth as you turned to face him. “Minnie, honey- that’s really sweet of you, honestly, but-“ You made your way over to him, standing in front of where he sat on the bed to run a hand through his hair gently. “There isn’t anything going on between me and Jisung.”

He leaned into your touch, a contented sound raising in the back of his throat as he felt his body visibly relax from the tension he was holding in since the moment he and the two youngest alphas had returned back from their vacation. “Really? But-“ You shook your head, smiling down at him as you let the smell of sweet citrus surround you both. “We’re you jealous?” You couldn’t help but ask, some insane part of you wishing he was. You always knew part of you, no matter how small, had feelings for the beta. Even as children you couldn’t help but admire him, and that admiration had turned into adoration over time.

Now, with how close the two of you had been growing with the close proximity, you couldn’t deny the attraction there that pulled you towards him. You had never believed in the soulmate bonds everyone spoke of, thinking them just a silly superstition, until you had met Seungmin all those years ago. You tried to ignore and push away those thoughts, especially since the two of you were now working together. But with him in front of you now, face heating up slightly as he inquired about your time spending your heat with one of his members, you found it hard not to let your mind wonder of what it could mean.

“No- ‘m not jealous.” Seungmin huffed, pulling you to sit on his lap as he buried his face in the crook of your neck to rub his nose and cheek against your scent gland so the smell would wash over him completely. “Just worried….I- I just got you back, and I was such an ass in the beginning…” he explained softly, voice just above a whisper now. “If you and Han got together now- I dunno I just was afraid maybe you wouldn’t want to spend as much time with me.” You smiled, giggling a little as you placed a kiss on the top of his head. “You think you can get rid of me so easily? Sorry, Minnie. I’m you’re problem til the day I die.” You teased, pulling back to cup his face in your hands.

The smell of warm laundry straight from the dryer and sweet candied citrus swirled around the two of you as you stared into each others eyes for what felt like an eternity. Seungmin swallowed hard, trying to force his eyes to look away and save himself some dignity before you could catch the way his gaze shifted slight to look down at your soft, plump lips only inches from his own. It would be so easy for him to tilt his head up just so, and press a light kiss against those lips. A whimper escaped his throat before he could stop it and instead of giving into his impulsive thoughts he rested his head back against your shoulder.

You laughed, shaking your head as your heart was beating out of your chest. For a moment there it felt as if the beta was going to kiss you, and you probably wouldn’t have had the strength to stop him. “Seungmin, really….you don’t have anything to worry about. I’m not going anywhere any time soon- but I’m glad you came to me about your worries.” You brushed his hair back gently before rising from where you had been sitting on his lap. “I gotta finish putting these away, but I’ll be done in a bit and then we can go cuddle up in your room for a movie night if you want?” You suggested, figuring he was just missing you since it had been almost a month since they had all seen you or Jisung between the schedules you two had to miss and their vacation time after.

Before the beta could answer there was a knock at the door before it quickly opened to show a freshly showered Chan dressed comfortably in a pair of sweat pants and a tight fitting black tank top. “Hey Bunny I was thinking and I was wondering if you wanted- oh. Hi Seungmin- sorry Bun, I didn’t know you had company…” the beta stood quickly, looking between the two of you before bowing slightly to the alpha. “I was just heading out, hyung.” Seungmin spoke softly, giving you a sweet smile before heading out.

The pack leader didn’t miss the look of longing on your face as he left, or the way the room smelled like a perfect mix of the two of you in a way that brought him deep comfort. A smile settled on his face, knowing deep down what he had come to speak to you about was right as the effect the both of your scents had to calm down his nerves in an instant was enough reassurance for him that he wasn’t thinking irrationally. “Is everything okay, Chris?” You asked softly, trying not to sound too disappointed at the departure of the younger man. “Oh- right!” The alpha beamed, taking the clothing you were folding to set it on top of the dresser before taking both of your hands into his larger ones. “Bunny, I know this is coming far too late, and at this point it is only a formality- to make things official-“ As the older rambled on, your face betrayed you as it dawned on you what he had come to ask. “Yeah?” Your voice was full of hope, looking up into his warm brown eyes with excitement as you tried not to bounce on the balls of your feet with the anticipation building inside of your chest.

The alpha laughed, shaking his head before pulling your hands so that they rested against his chest and his arms moved to circle around your waist as if to help ground you from the adrenaline coursing through you. “Would you please join my pack?” You practically squealed, launching yourself at him as your arms wrapped around his neck and you cling to him tightly. “As if I’d ever say no-“ he chuckled, holding you close and rubbing slow circles over your back before carefully setting you down. “Well I wanted to make sure- you know you are already pack to all of us….this will just make things more-“ “-real.” You said, almost breathlessly as you thought about how things got to this point, all that you had been through to make it here.

“Do you want to do this here or-“ you said, eager to officially become a member of the pack you had become so fond of. “I thought so…if you want- would make the room smell a lot like me though.” You scoffed, eyes rolling playfully as you pulled the older man over to the bed. “You say that like it’s a negative thing-“ he only chuckled, choosing not to answer as you stopped at the edge of the bed.

Suddenly nerves started to build inside of you, wondering if it would hurt like how your mother had always warned though you were sure that was only to stop you from joining the first pack to come along asking for you to be their omega.

Chan offered a warm, dimpled smile as he could smell the anxiety suddenly tinging your scent. “Bunny, breathe.” His voice was deep, soothing, as one of his hands came to cup the back of your neck while the other rested on your waist. You forced yourself to hold eye contact with the alpha as he carefully pulled you close against his chest while using the hand on the back of your neck to tilt your head and make room for him.

His breath felt hot against your skin as he placed soft kisses against your scent glands, shivers running down your spine at the anticipation before suddenly you felt the sharp sting of his canines piercing your skin. You let out a whimper, hands fisting in his top before suddenly you felt your mind wiring with the connection to the eight members to yourself. Just like that your mind, body, and spirit felt heavily in tune with the man in front of you and as the feeling overwhelmed you your body went limp in his hold.

The leader was quick to support your weight, the hand on your waist curving around to hold you up against him before gently laying you down against the soft mattress. As he pulled away from your neck, Chan looked down into your blissed out expression and chuckled. “You took it better than Seungmin did- don’t tell him I told you so but the pup was a blubbering mess when he got his pack mark.” You couldn’t help but giggle, shaking your head at the thought as Chan laid down beside you and began carding his fingers through your hair gently. “Yeah? Well- he doesn’t like to advertise it but he is pretty sensitive.” The alpha laughed, head burying into your hair as he placed a kiss there.

“Want me to stay here for a bit while you settle into it all?” You nodded instantly, not hesitation as you curled into his side. “Please?” He nodded, holding you against him as you rested your head against his chest.

While you lay there, heart beat regulating itself from where it had spiked from the sudden rush of being linked together with the others instinctually. You could hear your phone buzzing on the beside table, no doubt from the others as they had to have felt the moment you were connected with them all through their own pack marks. “Leave it. We’ll go out and see them for dinner shortly anyways and we can talk all about it. Now I get you all to myself, the new baby of the pack.”

You giggled, shaking your head as you nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. “Jeongin isn’t gonna be too happy about that-“ the older scoffed, pulling back enough to look down at you. “Actually it was Minho before you- so you’ll have to take it up with him.” His smirk wasn’t missable and you felt yourself take a deep and shaky breath. “Oh-“ was all you said as the alpha burst into a fit of laughter at the look of fear in your eyes, though only feigned as you knew the second eldest would never lay a finger on you like he did some of the others. Call it omega privileges if you will, or just the alpha’s own bias.

The two of you stayed like that for the rest of the evening until Minho was practically breaking down your door with how hard he was knocking, assuming the pair of you had fallen asleep, coming to let you know that dinner was ready and to come eat before it was all gone.

Three weeks, that’s how long it had been since you officially became part of the pack.

Things were going well and you felt as though you had found a better home than you could have ever imagined with the stray kids pack. Your days didn’t change much, only now the members who used to hold back from scenting you didn’t hesitate any longer. You were never without at least two of the members scents mixed into your own and it definitely turned some heads at the company but no one said a thing to you or the others about it.

You also had to get used to more than just Minho and Seungmin being overprotective.

If you were in the buildings cafeteria to grab coffees for the members, you would feel Hyunjin’s arms wrap around you lazily from behind as his chin came to rest on your shoulder and the scent of worn leather that had been sitting out in the sun draping over you just as his lithe frame did. His eyes would dart around the room, almost daring anyone to look at you the wrong way.

Or say you were at the photoshoot for their upcoming comeback, watching as they got done up in all the glitz and glam while unbeknownst to you the photographer was approaching from behind with a look in his eyes that didn’t settle well with Felix when he caught the movement from the corner of his eye.

Just as you were introducing yourself to the camera man you felt a strong arm wrap around your waist and the blonde’s long hair tickling at the side of your neck as he leaned down to whisper to you “is he giving you any trouble?” His voice was deep, a low growl hidden in his tone as you quickly shook your head, pushing out your scent in an attempt to prove to him that you were at ease. “Everything‘a okay Lixie, really.” With a little huff and a saccharine smile he gave a kiss to your temple before calling for the photograph to follow him, claiming he was ready for his solo shots while leaving the strong scent of sweet chocolate liquor on your skin where he had just held you.

And of course there was now, waiting at the airport with the members dressed head to toe in Tommy Hilfiger for their appearance at the Met Gala in just a few days time. You had Changbin on one side of you, his pine scent smelling like a forest after a heavy rainfall while on the other side of you Chan’s ocean breeze smelt more like a bright summers day. The contrast had you feeling dizzy as the cameras in front of you flashed in your eyes despite the sunglasses you wore for protection.

The boys had insisted they dress you up to match as well. Though it was just a simple pair of light wash jeans and a bright red Tommy Hilfiger sweatshirt, your heart fluttered at the thought that they wanted you to be seen as a part of them so publicly. While the rest of their staff wore their usual attire, you clearly stood out and almost looked to be a part of the group, and by a technicality you were.

You may not be a member of stray kids the band, but you were part of their pack and the visual hint to this sent fans into a spiral as your attire paired with the group’s quickly became a trending topic while you were busy boarding your flight to New York.

It felt a little unnerving to be headed back to the states after so long, especially the East Coast where you were originally from. Almost half a year had past and things were so different than when you had arrived for Korea alone and scared yet hopeful of what the new beginning would bring. Oh how right you were to be so hopeful.

author’s note: I am SO sorry this took me so long to update- I honestly just got so busy and my muse for this story started to kinda wither a bit but reading everyones lovely comments and reposts recently has been reviving my inspiration and I just couldn’t put it off any longer! Also I know- I was gonna keep where exactly Bunny is from more vague but tbh it’s hard to write a character being from somewhere you aren’t used to or have never been before?? So uuuhh east coast rep it is hehe~ please lmk what you all think of this chapter, what was your favorite part, and what you are excited for to possibly happen in the next chapter (spoiler alter it’s gonna contain scenes from the Met sooo let your imagination run wild with that for now!) ᕱᕱ₊˚⊹♡

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justastraymoa · 1 month ago

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Unwilling Alpha

Chapter 9

The reveal pt 2

Warnings ⚠️ swears, abo dynamics, mentions of slave trade, mentions of rape, mentions of abuse, mentions of death, fear, manipulation.

Nothing within reflects anyone or anything irl. Pics off pinterest.

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The next morning, before dawn, Chan gently shook me awake. “Good morning, lovie.”

Groaning, I rolled over and pulled the blanket over my head, not ready to be awake. I’m warm and comfortable, no way is Chan going to get me out of this bed. Sadistic bastard!

“Up, up, up! We have a couple hours before the live. We need to agree on a track list and get practicing.”

“Fuck you and your fucking track list.” I snapped.

Someone cackled. “You made her shit list, Hyung.” I.N said amused.

“Yeah, yeah. I can be on any list you want, as long as you get up and get ready.” Chan dismissed shoving at my hip again so I couldn’t fall back asleep.

With a frustrated sigh I uncovered my head. “I will find a way to get you back for this.” I promised darkly.

“You can’t do that if you’re still in bed!” Chan’s voice faded as he left the room.

Rolling onto my back I took a minute to rub the sleep from my face and attempt to wake my sluggish brain up. A task that currently felt like an uphill battle I was losing.

“I’d say you get used to it, but you really, really don’t.” I.N said.

“Mm. Where is everyone else?”

“Getting dressed, eating breakfast.”

Slowly I sat up and opened my eyes. Only to immediately squeeze them shut again. The room was bright. Too bright. It stung my sensitive eyes and only added to my misery. The first full day of being Stray Kids Alpha was already proving difficult and the sun hadn’t even risen yet.

“I need a gallon of coffee.” I declared.

There was a shuffle and I.N kissed my hairline. “We can stop somewhere on the way.”

As soon as I could open my eyes I freshened up and put on the first clothes my fingers touched. Zero brainpower to plan an outfit and look cute. Not happening today.

When I met up with the others, Lee Know handed me a granola bar and Felix twisted my hair up into a baseball cap. Changbin helped me put on an oversized hoodie and black face mask. Still half asleep I just moved where they wanted me without complaint. In the back of my mind I registered that they were helping me hide my identity and scent until the live later. Something it hasn’t occurred to my sleepy brain to do when I got dressed.

“Care you even awake?” Changbin asked when I rocked off balance.

I looked at him through one open eye. “Coffee. Please.” I breathed through the face mask hiding my identity from the world.

“We can manage that. Let’s go, cars ready.” Chan informed picking up the bags sitting at his feet and heading to the door. I stumbled after him almost blindly, eyes unwilling to stay open for more than a few seconds at a time.

After I bumped into the third wall, I felt Hyunjin place his warm hands on my upper arms and start steering me. Keeping me from bumping into any more obstacles.

Once in the car I leaned on the nearest shoulder and immediately dozed off. Since it was still so early the Omegas were pretty quiet. Only talking lowly amongst themselves. The murmur was a pleasant lullaby.

Gentle finders brushed hair from my temple and stroked over the exposed apple of my left cheek. “Wake me up one more time, Chan, and I will neuter you.” I growled.

A puff of air hit me as Hyunjin laughed. “It’s me. Sorry, we need your coffee order.”

This roused me and I opened my eyes. Hyunjin was crouched in front of me with a soft fond look on his face. “Coffee?”

He smiled brightly at me. “Yes. Coffee. What would you like?”

As soon as there was a hot coffee in my hands, I started to feel like a human again. The smell and hot steam helped me keep my eyes open while I waited for the drink to cool off enough to drink.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” Changbin teased.

I shook my head, testing my coffee. Still too hot. “Not yet.” I answered roughly.

It was only a couple more minutes before the car stopped at a sheltered back entrance of JYPE.

“Wait! Mask, Y/n.” Chan reminded when I slid toward the door.

“Oh, right. Thanks.” I replied pulling the mask back into place.

Apparently, conference rooms are pretty much the same no matter what country you are in. Long table with chairs all around, large white board covering one wall, huge TV on another, A conference phone smack dab in the middle of the table. As well as the group company photo squeezed into a random patch of wall, everyone wearing matching shirts.

There were several people already in the room when we arrived. I stopped in the doorway and looked to Chan wide eyes. I hadn’t thought about anyone else being here and my first instinct was to leave before they saw or smelled me.

Chan smiled and reached for me. “It’s okay, Y/n. This is our manager, the set manager, and sound master. They won’t bite.

I nodded and waved at the 3 Betas holding my coffee cup in front of me like a caffeine shield. They nodded back, politely uninterested in my presence. I sighed silently, relieved.

I wheeled one of the chairs into a corner out of the way and curled up into it, cradling my coffee as I sipped at it. I watched as everyone settled in, more animated and loud now that they were more awake.

Everyone looked soft and cozy. Hair product free and floofy, comfortable clothing, no makeup. I kind of liked them like this. Just people and not idols. These were my Omegas in their ‘true’ form so to speak.

I had no idea what to expect in a meeting like this. I was insanely curious about this part of the process. What went into the songs they picked to perform. How the set theme was decided. How they came up with the absolutely amazing sets and performances. As a fan you never really got a complete explanation for any of this.

That being said, it wasn’t long before they started speaking in terms I didn’t understand. I got bored pretty quickly after that.

So instead, I pulled out my phone and caught up on all the Stray Kids stuff I avoided when I was gone. And started the process of officially moving. Canceling my mail, getting my appointments canceled, changing accounts to my new Korea address. I needed to make lists, I know I am forgetting things.

Most importantly I need a Korean phone plan, because the overseas charges on my current plan were absolutely outrageous! I don’t know the first thing about Korean phone plans or companies. Does Verizon exist here? It had too. Verizon exists everywhere, right?

Felix must have gotten bored because he pulled my chair close to his and started to watch what I was doing over my shoulder. I glanced up, pretty sure he is supposed to be paying attention, but Chris seemed to pretty much be handling everything. The others interjecting occasionally.

“We can just put you on our plan.” Felix whispered to me in his Australian accented English.

“Youre all on the same plan?” I never thought about their phone plan.

“Yeah, the company pays for it and has all the information in case we get hacked or something.”

Oh, the company. “No, I’ll just get my own plan.”

“Why?”

“I’m not with the company. Im with you guys. I don’t feel comfortable having the company pay my bills.”

“Its not like you haven’t earned it. Besides, they will need the information for you too in case you get hacked or lose your phone.”

Saying I ‘earned it’ felt too much like I was being paid to be their Alpha, and that felt gross. I made a face, but didn’t respond to him. This wasn’t the time or place for this conversation.

However, it did remind me that I needed to find some way to make money. No way in hell would I be depending on the boys financially like that. They aren’t my sugar daddies and im not a gold digger.

I only needed a short-term solution. Just until I am forced to sign a contract with the company and they ‘strongly suggest’ becoming a brand ambassador or to do a commercial or something like that. I need something to hold me over until I ultimately end up working for JYPE. It was only a matter of time.

The meeting blissfully wrapped up quickly after our short conversation. And with a track list decided, it was time to start refreshing themselves on the lyrics and dances. So, we moved to a practice studio in another part of the building.

I.N handed me a familiar black bag as I made myself comfortable in the back corner of the room. I looked at him with wide eyes. “My camera? You brought it for me?” It was amazingly nice of him. My camera is a part of me and I usually don’t go anywhere without it, but I was too tired this morning to think of grabbing it.

He shrugged, trying to play it off. “Figured you would be less bored if you could take photos.”

I pulled him down into a hug, ruffling the hair on the back of his head and squeezing him tight. Cuteness aggression is a very real thing.

“Alright, alright! Enough!” He complained pulling away, cheeks dusted a light pink and avoiding my eyes.

I giggled and dug into my bag. Everything I could need is here. I was unbelievably excited to get some shots of the Omegas. And having something to do will pass the time quicker.

Standing up I took a few test pictures to adjust for lighting and quality.

As they did their thing I snapped action shots of each of them, doing my best to stay out of the way.

Stray Kids, being the gremlins they were, started to make overexaggerated silly faces. There was even some rude gestures thrown in here and there. I smiled at their antics, not deterred in the slightest.

As everyone rested and got some water, Chan approached me. “Since this is an official live with announcements, they are going to want to do hair, makeup, and outfits.” He warned.

I wrinkled my nose, but already suspected as much. “Okay. I look like shit today anyways, so that’s probably a good thing.”

He flicked my ear lightly. “Stop. You look lovely.”

I rolled my eyes and swatted at the offending hand. “Whatever you say. When is this makeover?”

“We will head over when everyone has had a chance to rest.”

“Ill pack up then.” I nodded to the camera in my hands.

Hair, makeup, and wardrobe was an overwhelming experience. At any given moment I had 2-3 people surrounding me. Poking, pulling, and prodding all over. My face was plastered, my hair yanked and gooped. And at one point I swear I saw the metallic flash of a pair of scissors.

The room itself is loud and chaotic. People yelled and rushed around everywhere. All the overstimulation was starting to get to me. I felt my patience growing short and my muscles get tense. The lights started to give me a headache and the voices made my ears ring and all blended together. I scratched my arms to try and relieve the symptoms. To have one strong thing to focus on so the others were less intense. It was something I have done since I was a baby, and I have never been able to break the need when the overstimulation gets too bad. During college I had to wear thick hoodies during mid terms and finals because if I didn’t, I would scratch so much I would bleed.

Gentle hands stilled my own and I refocused. Hand soothed my burning arms by rubbing them softly. They were bright red now. “Its okay.” He whispered understandingly but still concerned.

I sighed heavily, thankful for the reprieve. He must have shooed everyone off when he noticed my distress. “I’m sorry. I’m – it’s a lot”

He nodded and fished into his pocket. He fitted a pair of earbuds in my ears. “This may help.” He said as he scrolled through his phone for a few seconds before Gods Menu started to play. Something nondestructive for my mind to focus on. I nodded and smiled my thanks.

Han left and the people for styling converged again. Guess they only stepped away long enough for Han to help me before continuing their work. It was much easier to deal with now as Gods Menu ended and Side Effects started.

When everything was complete and I looked acceptable enough to be seen as Stray Kids’ Alpha I stood and looked at myself in the mirror. The sight made me sigh in defeat. I didn’t look like me.

The clothes were expensive looking and not my usual comfy style. My hair, usually just left alone or pulled into a messy bun was curled and styled perfectly in place. It was a couple inches shorter now too. And ive never been one for makeup. Never had a knack for applying it and didn’t like how I looked in it. Now, though natural looking, makeup was applied in such a way that it changed the shapes of my face. Nose shaded to look more angular and petite. Eyes made to look bigger and rounder. Cheeks and chin sharper. I was a different person.

“You don’t look very happy.” Chan observed.

I sighed and removed the earbuds. “They did a great job.” Its true, the work was exquisite. Flawless even.

“But?” He prompted.

My lips twisted and I looked back at the mirror. “I don’t look like me anymore.” I closed my eyes against a heavy sense of loss. I shouldn’t complain. “I’ll get used to it eventually.”

I knew this was coming. That I would lose who I was. That they would change me. I just…I guess I just wasn’t as prepared for it as I thought. I expected it to take longer. That it would be slower, piece by piece over time. This felt like all at once. I lifted my hand to mess with my hair, but caught myself and lowered it again with a hum.

Chan wrapped an arm around my shoulders and squeezed me close, rubbing my upper arm. “We will have them dial it back next time.” He promised.

“And we can teach you makeup at home too, so we can find a happy medium.” Seungmin added joining us at the mirror.

“Don’t worry. Ill be fine. I was expecting this.” I straighten and pull myself together. This was fine. I looked beautiful. Flawless. Worthy to stand next to Stray Kids proudly.

“Y/n, we don’t want to change who you are. You’re perfectly fine as you are.” Chan said.

“I’m not though, am I?” It was a rhetorical question. We all knew I wasn’t even close to good looking enough on my own to be seen with gods such as them.

We were summoned away before either male could reply.

My nerves about the live and subsequently the reveal, previously forgotten when I became overstimulated, then saw myself in the mirror, returned full force. Millions of people are about to watch me on live and find out im an Alpha. They will know my face. I'll be plastered all over the internet.

What if I made a fool of myself? Or said the wrong thing? What if I embarrassed the boys? Ruined their reputation? Or worse yet, turned STAY against them? So much could go wrong.

The live setting was familiar. A living room set up that they had used before on past lives and videos.

“You look ready to vomit.” JYP said from behind me.

I spun around, excited. I didn’t expect J to show up today. “J! what are you doing here?” I threw my arms around him.

“Its your reveal day, I didn’t want to miss it.” He replied patting my back.

I smiled at him, thankful for his comforting fatherly presence. Someone who had secretly been watching over me my whole life. He wouldn’t let anything happen to me now. It would ruin all his hard work.

“Don’t let me say anything stupid, please.” I requested wringing my hands.

J chuckled. “Sorry, hun, but your bound to put your foot in your mouth eventually.”

I groaned and bounced a little to try and relieve some anxiety. “Ooh, I can’t do this.”

“Yes, you can. Just be yourself. Stray Kids have always been authentic and chaotic, so fans are used to that. They like that.” JYP reminded me. It was true. They weren’t fake and genuinely cared about what they do and their fans. “Just flow with the conversation. They will lead you, guide you.”

I nodded and turned towards the set again. Lee Know was at a mounted tablet set up for the live on a tripod. He tapped a few buttons on the screen.

“Okay. We are live.” He announced before moving to take his seat next to Han on one of the couches.

There wasn't enough air in the room.

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mediocre-shark-tales · 9 months ago

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Fated by the Stars (12)

Straykids ot8 x Reader

Warnings - Mentions of Abuse, Mentions of Wounds/Injuries Traumatic Past, Violence, Swearing, and Mentions of Non-consensual Molesting.

Summary - Sang-Jun finds out you're taken will he stop pursuing you or what?

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Finally the heat had broken, I had worried the boys when my heat lasted longer than it should have. They took me to the hospital at one point because it hadn't broken. When the doctor had learned of my past with heats, he soon understood what the problem was. "So based on all the information I am aware of, her natural heat stopped becoming natural. Basically it stopped all together as her first pack alpha forced it to stay on track with his ruts. Since she had gone so long with out the medication I believe her body finally got back into the natural flow of things. It is probably just bad timing, like her heat might have already been about to come on. However she got spiked which sped things up, but her body is not used to the medication anymore. So her heat still came like it planned but that coincided with her forced one. She should break the heat within the week, since we don't know when her natural heat started it's hard to give an exact date." With that the boys brought me back home, their emotions more calm with an expert opinion behind them.

Once it finally broke, they found me crying in my nest. All of them rushing to find out what was wrong. I shook my head when they asked if I was hurt. But instead I told them, "I feel soooo grossssss, I'm so uncomfortable, please help me wash up?" I made grabby hands at them all, waiting for someone to take my offer and help me with my needs. They all chuckled in some way as Chan and Hyunjin stepped forward. "We will give you a nice bath pup, we were about to wash up anyways." Hyunjin said while carrying me. Chan told the others to clean up the rest of the house, Minho and Felix would start dinner. He would ask me before I left the room if they could take down and wash the nest. Which I nodded to with the exception that they must re-scent their specific blanket, or fur once cleaned. They all eagerly agreed and went off to do their specific task while Chan, Hyunjin and I went to wash up together.

Ever since then we have had great day after great day. Even when they had to be gone for work, all was okay, cause we were mated for life. I could feel their emotions and they could fell mine. We were more sensitive to each other, able to find each other quicker. All was good, I finally felt really love, experiencing how an omega should be treated. It was so fantastic.

Today, I was brought to the mall by Seungmin and Changbin. They had the day off and when I asked if I could go to the mall alone they threw a fuss. We came to the agreement that they would take me and wait in the car so if they get anything bad happen then they could get to me quickly. I agreed as long as they didn't look in any of the bags when I returned to the car. I wanted to make them all something nice as a token to our completed bonding. I just loved giving them things.

Walking in the mall, I could feel myself adorning a large smile as I walked through different craft stores buying all the items I would need to complete my project. As I moved on to the next store for more supplies. I happily walked along the hallway, seeing cute couples and family's with kids walking past me. I smiled thinking about one day having a bunch of pups of my own. I wished to birth a kid for each one of my mates, making them happy to each have their own offspring.

However I soon stopped as that acidic smell entered my senses, in front of me stood both Sang-jun and Sang-Hee. I felt my blood run cold, as my body instinctively went numb. It was always better to hide your emotion than suffer the consequences of having the wrong emotion at the wrong time.

I saw them both staring at my shoulders. I had worn a pretty off the shoulder top with a pair of jean shorts. I wanted to show off all my perfectly healed mating marks. I had learned through social media that these were most like trophies in the omegan world. So I wore the perfect outfit to feel cute and show off my bond to my pack.

Yet when these two saw the marks, they were filled with overwhelming anger. Both of them stalked up to me menacingly. It's then that I could feel the anger and fear of my mates, no doubt they could feel my emotions run cold. I'm sure when my emotions had gone numb to them as well they all freaked out. This was good however, as it meant Changbin and Seungmin were running in for me. I just had to hold my ground for a bit.

"So you decided to mate to those worthless alpha's bitch?" I growled back at Sang-Hee. "Say what you want about me but don't speak filth of my pack." Sang-Jun growled at me. However I stood proud knowing my alpha and beta were coming. "It's doesn't matter how hard they hold onto you Omega. We will get you back, even if we have to slaughter that whole pack just to retrieve what is rightfully mine." Sang-Hee looked at Sang-Jun. "Ours you mean." Sang-Jun nodded. "Whatever"

A few years before my escape, Sang-hee had taken a liking to me after experiencing how I would act and submit to Sang-Jun. Thus they promised to share me. Though it was easy to tell Sang-Jun wasn't 100% happy with the outcome. But he knew that it meant two chances for a perfect alpha pup from me.

My confidence began to drop as they were able to pin me to a wall, I was stuck. Fuck. Sangjun had his had wrapped tightly around my throat. Just above the mating marks so all I could feel was pain and loss of breath. "I promise you with my life omega. I WILL get your ass back in my home. I will break every last sliver of hope you have. I will fuck you into my perfect submissive omega that you used to be, and you will give birth to our pups. You WILL be mine, one way or another. just you fucking wait bitch."

With that he let go and they both walked away, when they turned the corner never to be seen again. That's when Changbin and Seungmin finally found me. They first noticed my tears, then noticed the slowly purpling bruise around my throat. it was obviously a hand print and they knew exactly what had happened. They just didn't know who. I wiped my tears as I let myself go numb, forgetting they stood there as I walked away.

I was no longer mentally aware, I went into full autopilot. The boys tried to reach me but soon realized why my bond went radio silent. They allowed me to finish buying my things, carrying my bags for me. Soon I was back in the car, sitting behind them as Changbin drove and Seungmin tried to calm me by rubbing my leg from the front passenger seat.

When we got back home, I could hear Seungmin on the phone. It sounded like group call as multiple voices came through the other end. He talked about me, they were probably all freaking out as my bond was numb. Nothing came from me, I had regressed to the same state I had back in my old pack. Changbin followed with half the bags. We both sat them down in my small art studio, it was a small room they had emptied out and renovated for me. Once they were sat ready to be emptied, I instead walked back out of the room. Changbin following as he shut the door for me. He silently followed as I made my way back to my room. He watched from the doorway as I crawled onto my bed and laid down staring at the ceiling.

I heard him sigh as he allowed me time alone, probably hoping I would come back from the headspace on my own. Yet that is not what happened. As everyone arrived home only two hours later, they opened my bedroom door to find me sat on the bay window. There was enough space for all of us. I sat in the middle, legs tucked up against me as my head and arms rested comfortable onto of my knees. I stared off out the window on tot he beautiful forest horizon. My room had one of the best views as I could watch the sunset.

I could hear them enter the room behind me and slowly come closer. Until finally a few of them sat down on either side, all of the Betas were sat around me. The alphas stood behind me, unsure of how to help their omega.

Hyunjin pulled me into his arms, carrying me to my bed. He laid back against the headboard, leaning me against him. He was hugging me to him from behind as Jisung laid down against my front. Seungmin and Felix each took a side, hugging me together in a puddle. When that barely worked, the alphas began to join them. Each one finding a spot to drown me in the huge cuddle puddle. The first one to speak was Chan, as an idea came to his head.

"Omega is safe now, Pack is here to protect omega." Each one of them felt and saw a small subtle change in me. Almost as if I was beginning to relax into their hold. So everyone began to say different things. Some told me how good of an omega I was for them. Some told me they were here to protect me from all evil. A few explained how they would rip apart anyone that tried to hurt me again. Finally my numbness faded, and I was hit with a rocketing wave of fear, pain, and sadness. I began to cry loudly as they all cooed and tried to hold me tighter. I began to receive kisses, and other wiped my eyes. Some massaged my stiff limbs. But what stood out the most prominent to them was how horse my voice sounded, this is when they knew who ever had choked me definitely damaged my throat.

This sent the alphas into a frenzy as I was ripped from he betas by Jeongin. Changbin sandwiching me against mjeoning for behind as they all asked who had hurt me. It took a moment but I was able to calm down enough to say his name. "s-Sang-jun." It hurt to speak, and that helped me calm down more as it took precedence in my mind. Growls erupted into the room as the boys could only imagine what he must have done or said to me for this kind of reaction to happen.

Yet when they calmed down, they decided it was better to let me experience all their love tonight. The questions could be saved for tomorrow, for now I needed to be reminded of how much they loved and adored me. This was not only for myself, but also them. Most if not all had felt like they failed me, especially the two who were with me. They scolded themselves for not being fast enough with finding me. Only showing up to the aftermath of the event. They would make to make it up to you. Some how.

Chan picked me out of Jeongins arms, handing me over to Hyunjin. He knew the lead beta was best at pampering me when it came to baths and such. "Give her the most pampered and calming bath you can. Then dress her for bed and bring her down for dinner. We want her as comfortable as possible for the night." When can looked around the room he said. "Everyone needs to take a sick day tomorrow. It's time to spoil her for the day again, to remind her she is safe with us." Everyone nodded at his words. The alphas all following him to ago help clean and set the table while also cooking my favorite for dinner.

The Betas all followed with me and Hyunijin into the main bathroom. This one was big enough for almost the whole pack to bath together. But that never really happened, it was usually just a group of us together.

Together they helped me undress, they undid my hair letting it flow down. Then they too all undressed themselves, Jisung was the first one ready and he began to set up the bath. Felix grabbed all our soaps, shampoos and conditioners. Hyunjin picked me up and placed me down into the warm bath with ease.

Then everyone joined us as bubbles surrounded all of us, jisung had made me a bubble bath. They were all trying their best to bring my mood back up. Trying to make me smile fully again. This made me happier, but I don't think I would fully smile again for a bit. I was still experiencing short memories of my past.

The abuse I had taken for years upon years, along with everything I seen done to others. It was beyond devastating. I could still almost feel the pain from everything, all the mental, emotional and physical pain I had experienced.

More tears began to cascade down my face as these memories flashed through my head. Seungmin noticed me first and instantly picked me up to sit in his lap. He held my face into his neck, filling my senses with the scent of him.

This act of his began to calm me down slowly, as my body began to relax he began to kiss along my neck. He kissed specifically his mate mark, giving both of us a sense of euphoria in that single moment. Soon I felt more kiss from the other boys as they each kissed their mate mark. This some how helped me to finally fully relax, the horrid memories fading from my mind.

Now I was being filled with short memories of each mate, moments that made me feel as euphoric as possible. Seconds later Felix began to wash my hair with shampoo. While Seungmin and Jisung washed my body. After that hyunjin had washed himself and took care of my hair for the conditioner. While the others began to wash themselves.

Once all cleaned up, they helped me get out and began to dry me off. Hyunjin helped wrap my hair up in the towel. Once I was dry enough they helped me out of the room and off my my room. They grabbed their own clothes along the way.

Once in my room, I was sat on the extra fluffy grey fur laying on my bed. I was now dry save for my hair which was wrapped up in a towel still. Seungmin sat beside me, rubbing a hand over my back in comforting way while we watched our mates search my closet for clothes.

However besides the underwear, anything else they brought me I was unwilling to wear. "What would you like to wear sweetheart?" Seungmin finally asked after 5 minutes of this. "I want alphas clothes, but I also want to have your scents on them too." I whined. I needed the constant scent of my pack to keep me sane. I didn't want to risk falling into that pit of mental darkness again.

So with that Hyunjin and Felix went to snatch some clothes. When they came back I watched them spilt the clothes amongst the four of them. Hyunjin held Chan's jacket while scenting one half of it so it smelled like both of them. Felix scented Changbins shorts, Jisung had Minho's t-shirt and Seungmin had Jeongin's fluffy socks. Once the items smelled like one alpha and one beta, they helped me dress up. Finally I felt comfortable surrounded by their scents.

With that I was picked up this time by Felix as they brought me into the dining room. I could smell the delicious scent of spicy lamb skewers, with all the most perfect side dishes. I could feel my mouth water at just the mere sight of it all. Around the table stood each of my alpha's. I squirmed in Felix's hold who sat me down confused and a little worried. I quickly pecked his cheek as I went around giving each pack mate a quick kiss.

Without words I wanted them to know that I loved them, that I trusted them. I needed them to know that I didn't care they weren't there at the moment. Because they were there right now and that's all that mattered to me. They wouldn't let me get hurt again so this was okay.

I could feel them slowly relax with my actions, their emotions becoming softer more Lovey-dovey.

I quickly sat down in my normal seat, mall the alphas were quick to sit as close to me as possible. This the Betas were more than okay with after having spent the last half hour together. Immediately to my sides were Chan and Minho, while Changbin and Jeongin were next to them. Chan picked up and passed my plate to Jeongin who sat next to him. Jeongin filled my plate with a few good looking skewers. Minho grabbed my sides plate and had Changbin start putting on a few sides. Once they had filled it up Chan and Minho got to add a few more things as well. Till finally they were satisfied and placed my plates back in front of me.

This I smiled at and began to enjoy my meal, it was easy to notice all the pairs of eyes on me. I sighed in content at the taste of food as they watched me eat, they made sure to keep eating as well. I waited however until I had finished and was full before speaking.

"I guess you all want to know what happened today?" My voice was more timid than I initially intended it to be. "You don't have to say anything if you're not ready to babygirl." Chan spoke first. The others readily agreeing with him.

I took a deep breath before beginning to tell them the whole story. All the way from the beginning so they would understand everything. From the agreement with Seungmin and Changbin about my shopping spree, to the moment they found me in the mall. I stopped there to allow them a moment to take it all in before continuing.

"When I was found I had fully regressed into the instinctual mindset I had back in my old pack. Where it was better to have no emotions than the wrong one at the wrong time. I haven't experienced something like that since leaving that place, but something today just set me back into that headspace. When that happens, if it ever happens again, I never talk unless told to. It will be hard to bring me up from it especially if I regress really far. The days were I would regress way to far, I actually would remember little to nothing about that day." looking around I could angry and sad faces.

In the silence I decided to crawl into Minho's lap, burying my face into his neck as I just breathed in his scent. I felt him hug me tightly as he breathed in mine too. He was first to speak, reassuring me of everything. "We will never let that bastard of a man get to you sweetheart. No matter what it takes you will be ours. We are mated for life, nothing will tear us apart. We love you too much for us to let you feel pain like this again." I heard agreement around the table as Changbin spoke next. "Seungmin and I will see to it that you get the best of the best bodyguards anytime we go out where there is a possibility he may be." Seungmin nodded to me. Then he spoke as well. "If you would like we can also teach you self defense or get you some self defense weapons." I nodded to him saying I would think about the offer.

Soon everyone was calming down, having talked everything out and understanding what had just taken place was good for us. So with my belly full and my mood back to it usual tranquil happiness. I got up dragging the two lead alpha's along. "Movie night with pack cuddles please." I spoke loudly. With that I heard everyone get up and begin cleaning the table off. While the two I had dragged behind me just laughed to themselves.

Chan picked me up seconds later, as he and Minho pecked my cheeks. This earned them a giggle as I returned the kiss to each of them before we finally descended into the pack nest room. I would set up the nest with the freshly scented blankets, furs and even pillows. The other two were to get a movie picked out and then help me finish the nest, before the rest of the pack would join and a soft fluffy movie night full of love and cuddles began.

Masterlist

#x reader #alpha beta omega #bang chan #childhood trauma #han jisung #hwang hyunjin #kim seungmin #lee felix #lee minho #omegaverse #yang jeongin #stray kids #seo changbin

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