The Claimed Omega

The squirming figure beside him moves closer, and as the soft hairs poke into his nostrils, Minwoo moves his nose around to stop himself from sneezing. He tries to rub the hairy thing away from him but his hand feels very heavy. Wha… 

Owh.

Between his eyelids, Minwoo sees a bundle of hair belonging to the beautiful omega. And at this distance, he can really enjoy his alluring scent, as sweet as its owner.

Wonho is fast asleep, facing away from him, but he is holding onto Minwoo's hand over his chest while his head is resting on his other arm. No wonder he cannot move them. The room is really bright it hurt his eyes. Minwoo has to narrow his eyelids so he can focus on something without getting a headache. There should be a clock somewhere…

Urgh. His neck hurts. He cannot move much in this position without letting go of Wonho. But he doesn't want to let go…

Can he just pull Wonho on top of him and carry him around?

No. Wonho needs the rest and he is tired too. Sighing, Minwoo places a soft peck on top of the unconscious one's head, sniffing deeply, as if he would gain something from doing so. Motivation to get up, maybe. Slowly liberating his arms, Minwoo leans against the headboard. It is only 9 o'clock. 

Looking back at the sound asleep omega, he deduces that the man won't be waking up until early morning, or at least for another hour or so. The probability of them spending the night together here is really high. Of course, he can always just leave Wonho alone but, no way. Not again.

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The fact that the facility has a fully functional hot shower is beyond him. He was expecting a cheaper shower set because - university facilities, but that is not the case. Maybe he underestimated Korean university too much. Or maybe, this is because this building is the one closer to the arts department. He doubts it would be as good if they were at the one near the medical department, just like all the other worn out buildings there.

Putting his shirt back on with his boxer, Minwoo brings out a damp towel to start cleaning his omega. He can imagine how grumpy Wonho will be if he wakes up with his bottom wet. It is his fault the bed was soaked anyway, he should at least do this much. He did, drained the man off his energy. He shouldn't expect Wonho to be able to stay awake to clean himself after that long session.

…fuck. 

Not again. Goddammit.

He forgot the condom. Again.

And surprise - there is a bunch inside the drawer, just like what the receptionist told him.

Owh well, not like he can turn back time…

…fuck. What the hell was he thinking?? Looking at the digital clock, he gets up on his feet. It is already 9:30. He should go down to see if the pharmacy is still open. 

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The room feels really comfortable. The smell… this is not his room. 

There is warmth beneath his body… 

Frowning, Wonho tries to open his eyes slowly but decides it is too comfortable to break his half-asleep state. He can still save himself as long as he keeps his eyes close. Then, his brain won't notice he is awake…

…but this is Minwoo's…

Forcing his small lids open, Wonho is stunned as he is greeted by the noble staring back at him. Awkwardly looking around with his body still frozen inside the man's embrace, Wonho takes note of the arm around his back, locking their bodies together. 'Hey.'

He opens his mouth to answer but no sound comes out, only whistle-like noise. Flustered, he attempts on clearing his throat in vain; the vibration only succeeds on hurting him.

There is a gentle rub on his shoulder; he doesn't know how to feel about it. He likes it, he wants to enjoy the soft feeling it gives him, but his brain is screaming for him to get away. There is a voice on the back of his head telling him to push this alpha away from him. Because this alpha hurt him once, and he will do it again. This alpha shouldn't be trusted. 

But he doesn't want to. He feels really safe right now. The safest he ever felt since he got back to campus. And that, is what bonds do. He read the books; he knows this much.

'Here, water.' Wonho didn't notice Minwoo had gone to pour him a glass of water which he readily accepts. The man also, passes him a familiar looking pill, 'I did it again. Sorry.'

Shit. Panicking, Wonho shifts his body as he looks around for a tissue box or a towel. He needs to clean it as quick as- 

'I cleaned you up. You were asleep for a while.'

He releases a sigh of relief, touching the black shirt on his body. This is not his… and boxers… 

'Your, clothes. It was dirty so I washed them. The store downstairs sells cheap shirt and undies for,' Minwoo pretends a cough, 'I guess for stuff like this…'

Noting a similar looking one on the other, Wonho nods as he puts the pill in his mouth and proceeds to wet his throat. That feels so, so good… 

'Want anything to eat?' Wonho avoids looking at the younger male, eyes wandering around to search for the time instead. This doesn't feel right. He should not be here. 

But he doesn't want to leave either. He is still very exhausted. 

But he needs to get away. Break the bond. 

'It's late so the restaurants downstairs closed. We need delivery.' The soft voice breaks him from his thoughts again. This is suffocating. This dilemma he is feeling, this is too much. He wants this to stop. He wanted this to st- 

'Wonho? Are you okay?'

'Min...' Wonho stares at the concerned pupils gazing back at him, trying to hold the urge to cry. He doesn't want to feel like this. He wants to be able to accept, or reject the man clearly. He cannot deal with this ambiguity. This, this confusion. The constant war in his head. The tiri-

Owh. What just happened?

Grabbing the hands on his cheeks, Wonho studies the alpha in front of him who has just placed a kiss on his forehead. He doesn't know what Minwoo did, but it stopped. Did he suck the bad thoughts away? Can nobles do that? Like some kind of magic shit?

'You hungry?' Wonho nods. He is really hungry. No, he is famished. He hasn't eaten from lunch…

The sudden movement from the alpha triggers something in him and Wonho reacts by grabbing his hand and pulling the alpha back, just enough to stop him from leaving. That seems like a surprise to the latter, which is expected. Wonho even surprised himself. 

'There's a few pamphlets on the table. I'll just bring them here.' Minwoo caresses his cheeks softly, and Wonho feels himself blush. Why did he do that? God, so embarassing… 

'Jajangmyeon looks good. Hrmm…' Minwoo sits back on the bed and spreads the pamphlet for easier comparison. He already has something a few hours earlier so he can survive, but he is really sure that Wonho will refuse to eat if left alone. And that man, needs food. Lots of food. He needs fats.

'Cheeseburger.'

'Hrm?' Minwoo tries to search for any burger flyers to no avail. Maybe he heard wrong?

'I want cheeseburger. Give me cheeseburger.'