The Claimed Omega

Minwoo unlocks the door to the omega's laughing voice. He is on the floor with his phone, his voice the loudest he has heard, yet. That makes him relieved. From the way Wonho was acting when he left, he would have thought the man would lock himself in the bathroom or the bedroom, not sit in the open having the time of his life.

Not wanting to disturb the other, Minwoo takes out on of the pills and put it on a small plate on the counter. He grabs all the groceries he just bought and gets to work. He notices Wonho looking over while he is chopping the onions, but the man quickly looks away. It is obvious that he is curious but is too stubborn to ask about it.

Too cute.

Having the potatoes soft enough, he takes it out and starts to work on the patties. As he slaps the chunk of meat left and right, he notices the blob of hair turning around again, this time, the head stays that way for a while before returning to its original position, again, without any word. Minwoo can only laugh inside.

Once all the preparation is done, the alpha starts to fry the patty. The loud sound finally piques the omega's interest and he hangs up before making his way to the kitchen. 'That's not ramen'

'Yup. It's cheeseburger. With salad side-dish.'

'I wanted ramen.'

'And I made you cheeseburger.' Minwoo messes with Wonho's hair and skillfully flips the patties. 

'Are you a chef or something? It's so fancy.'

'I'm an alpha.' Minwoo winks at the other but is greeted with the usual poker face. Smirking at the unenthusiastic reaction, he smiles when he sees the glimmer in Wonho's eyes as he looks over the food on the table. His stomach grumbles angrily but the omega chooses to ignores it. Trying to distract the alpha from that humiliating sound, he mutters, a bit loudly, 'That's not even an answer.'

'Owh? Every alpha should be able to cook though.' Minwoo places his chin on his hands, looking at Wonho, 'Balanced meal for our omegas.'

He grins at the flushed face and continues what is left for the burgers. He can still remember the hell he had to go through remembering the thick nutrition book; what is good for omegas during their heat, what is good when they are pregnant, what is good for males, for females. Thanks to that, he road to studying medicine is easier compared to betas so he doesn't really mind it alas.

'Being an alpha is hard too, you know.'

Wonho clears his throat, feeling slightly attacked by that statement. He never said it was easy. Turning to his side, he notices the pill left on the counter with a glass of water and takes it, figuring it is his.

Alphas should know how to cook? That is the first he ever heard of it. He always thought omegas are the ones who is expected to do so. He expects Haneul to take care of Sangcheol, not the other way around.

Come to think of it, Jinyoung doesn't know how to cook anything besides ramen and fried stuffs. So does he. They both would make really bad parents. Thank god it didn't work out. 'Why do alphas need to know how to cook though?'

'Cause you need to eat healthy during your heat and other stuffs. I dunno.' Minwoo shrugs. He never gives it any thoughts. The system is like that, so he just followed it.

To be fair, alphas who are born as one, already know that their other half would be an omega, unlike their counterparts who are first born betas. Unlike omegas who can have a family with both alphas and betas, besides the gender of their partner, alphas really have no choice. Also, some omegas only present shy of being adults so they probably cannot incorporate that many syllabuses in that short while.

In the end, his acquired skills helped him a lot in life too, so there's really nothing to complain about.

Wonho nods lightly, impressed to know that they are expected to learn so many skills from such young age. No wonder all alphas seem that confident with themselves. 

Except Chansol. Chansol doesn't know how to cook though.

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Both the males are in the living room - Minwoo working on his report on the sofa, Wonho leaning against the couch, seated on the floor while watching some random show on the television. The alpha is surprised as he feels a weight on his knees, Wonho just casually resting his head there. The alpha doesn't fail to notice the scent too, it is starting again. Minwoo looks on the wall clock, it is still eight o'clock; his waves are getting more frequent. His peak should be tomorrow or the day after.

This is bad. This is really bad. Recalling the last few times where he almost lost his mind, Minwoo doesn't know how to feel about Wonho's heat anymore.

'It's more comfortable to lie here.' He pats on the empty space beside him and Wonho gets up, sitting exactly a few inches away from him, their hands almost touching. Minwoo pulls him lightly so his head is on his shoulder and starts to intensify his pheromones to calm the omega's heat down a bit. 'Wonho.'

The man looks at him, 'Hurm?'

'Why did you come to me yesterday? Is it because I'm a noble?' Minwoo doesn't like that, that people just casually want him because of his ancestral aura. Even if that person's Wonho.

'Noble?'

'My scent. Stronger than others.'

'Owh.' Wonho nods slowly, recalling that fact back when Minwoo confronted him in front of his friends. Minwoo's pheromones is stronger than Sangcheol's. It kind of make sense that he is a noble, whatever that is supposed to mean. Obviously the man is not from a royal family.

Wait, is he?

'I dunno. Your scent just seemed… familiar.'

'Familiar? Heh.' Minwoo smirks to himself. That is a new excuse - people coming to him because he is familiar. 'You'd go to Leo or Ryuu too if they're around?'

Wonho frowns at the tone. Pushing himself away from the alpha, 'I'd never. What the fuck.'

'Owh. Right. Maybe Jun? Shit. I forgot. Jun's not an alpha.' Wonho's face twitches, disgusted by that comment on his friends. He knows what Minwoo is trying to imply and he will not take this kind of treatment. He is not that kind of person.

He made a mistake. Minwoo is a mistake. He should leave. Standing up, Wonho goes straight to the bedroom to get his bag and before the alpha could respond, he closes the door behind him. 

Minwoo stares at his front door, still trying to process the whole situation. 'Shit.'