The Claimed Omega

'Why's he at your apartment anyway?' 

Minwoo licks his lips at the question. He brought the man home secretly wishing he could get a little something but regretted it at once. However, it was too late since the omega already made the place his nest. How should he tell the other that without sounding like a pervert?

'Anyway,' avoiding to answer, 'he woke up this morning thinking he is bleeding and went all crazy. He fucking called 119! Something's wrong with his head and-'

'Rude…' Seungyun rolled his eyes and sneered at the alpha. 

'What now?'

'Why don't you try eating and sleeping with lube in your ass.' The omega retorts and Minwoo cringes at the mere thought. His distaste is evident and the other rolls his eyes in annoyance, 'we are beta men before we are omegas, it's not like we have periods or something we can relate to.'

'Well you guys don't go kooky every heat so how should I know that?'

Seungyun lets out a sigh and pokes the blue bruise, 'We get used to it, duh! That's why I told you to bring him to the house! Someone's there to help him!'

'He didn't want to go!!'

'What happened to your 'noble dominating tone' you're so proud of?' He did ask the omega to follow him, but Wonho is either that strong, or he didn't hear the order so he couldn't comply. Either way, last night was a chaos. He is about to insist the other omega to help him but Seungyun seems busy with his own matter, so the alpha reluctantly lets him leave.

Remembering the promise he made to the omega, he heads straight to the office to enquire about the bicycle. To his luck, they found it with the bag, the wallet and phone still inside. Only retrieving the bag, he tries to go through the phone, but it is locked. He did saw some notifications though - lots of messages from Junjie, and a few missed calls.

There are some from Chansol too. He is about to put the phone back into the bag before the phone vibrates - another call from Junjie. Pouting from annoyance, he rejects it and turns the power off.

He really dreads having to return to the apartment, back to the mess, back to the hysteric omega in heat, back to having to control himself, back to being hurt. He just wants to relax and focus on writing his last report in peace.

Driving ever so slowly back, Minwoo stops by the adult toy store again. He remembers seeing some books for new omegas. He should buy that for the man. Since Wonho doesn't know anything about himself.

Eyeing around, his eyes catches on some neck protector. Wonho really needs one. With his beautiful face and that perfect body, not to mention his alluring scent, he will be the perfect target to be claimed. Any alpha will want to bite him. Minwoo wanted to mark him the first time he saw Wonho. Even more now that he saw the man's sexy face whimpering in bed. 

Wonho needs a neck protector. Minwoo is buying him one.

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The moment he opens the door, those seducing scent invades his nose straight to his groin. It has only been less than five hours; how did it get this intense?

Minwoo closes the door again and returns to his car. He cannot do it. That is too much stimulus for him. He never met someone with this strong scent. Heck, even other omegas' peaks aren't as strong as this guy's and it is just his second day. Minwoo should get away from there before he loses control again.

If only Wonho will let him touch him. Why isn't he attracted to Minwoo's noble scent in the first place? No omega can resist him and his family, instead, they will beg to be held. Why isn't Wonho reacting the same way? Unless…

No, he didn't sense other alpha on him so the man is a free omega. Then why?

Minwoo refuses to get out of the car only to be greeted by that tempting pheromones which excites him. The fact that he needs to control himself is too much of a torture. Mentally and physically. It is not as if he owes the man something, all he did is provide him with a place to spend his heat. He has no responsibility to help Wonho get through it. Just as he is about to start his engine, a mail comes in.

Wono-hyung's with you? Is he okay? – Leonie

Dammit Bae Seungyun! He totally forgot about this. Replying a simple yes and assuring the man not to worry, he gets another reply a few seconds later.

Gimme your address! I'll go pick him up! – Leonie

Minwoo scratches his head reading the message. Is the guy seriously coming to pick his omega hyung who is in heat? Does he really think it is okay for an unmated alpha like him to be close to someone like Wonho during this time? What the fuck is their relationship??

Sending an accidental angry reply, he hits his head on the headrest a few times out of regret. He should be happy that someone is willing to take the burden away from him, why is he getting mad? After pushing Chansol away, he automatically becomes someone who is accountable for the other.

Sighing, he walks heavily back to his apartment. Now, his only salvation is the protector he bought in case he wants to claim the man, and the hope that Wonho will be attracted to him.

Wait. Something might work.

He can try to release as much pheromones as he can near the door without entering! If Wonho wants him, he will come closer and if he doesn't, Minwoo can just throw the omega's bag and the neck protector inside before returning to campus.

ThatThat might actually work!

Standing close to the door, he is about to focus on amplifying his scent before the door opens, revealing a drenched omega. A desperate omega clouded by his heat, pulling Minwoo close for a hug. Embracing him. Caressing him. Nuzzling him.

Inhaling his scent hungrily.

'Wonho…'

'Minwoo please…'

'Y-you need to stop.' He tries to push the man, feeling himself getting rock hard from the action. Wonho didn't hear him though and continues his teasing to excite the alpha. 'Wonho stop! Thi-this is bad!'

'Wonho!!' He growls and the omega finally stops, looking at him with those dark orbs, tempting him to go in for a kiss. 'I won't hold back if you keep provoking me like this.'

Wonho brings his face close, touching their nose together before enclosing their forehead. 'Don't hold back.' He whispers.

'Won-'

'Touch me, Minwoo. Please…'

To hell with self-restraint. Wonho's his.