EternallyViolet
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“Mine,” Minho hissed at the alpha, crowding his stolen pack in closer together so they were all behind him.
“Mm, okay,” the alpha purred, something delighted glinting in his eyes. “Yeah, they’re yours, you’ll protect them, won’t you? Make them happy, make sure they’re full and well, groomed and scented properly, yeah? Make sure everyone knows they belong to the Bang pack.”
Minho settled, the alpha’s words making him nod, sinking deeper into fluff and fuzz. “Yeah…” He agreed, a small purr starting in his chest. Minho would do that, he’d look after his pack, scent them all so that everyone would know.Someone is looking after Chan’s omegas. All he knows is that they have the prettiest scent every time they douse one of his boys in it, leaving his pack too scent-drunk to tell him who keeps looking out for them. He’s determined to find out though.
Or: Minho is stealing the pretty abused omegas from their rotten alpha and he fully intends to take each and every one of them. He just can’t understand why they keep going back, and why they keep insisting that they’re not abused at all, and why this Chan is their favourite person in the world when he’s clearly neglecting them.
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Minho is pregnant.
He’s happy. Of course he’s happy, he's wanted to be a dam for so long.
That doesn't mean he isn't scared of what the future holds for him.
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Minho is finally going to have his pup.
Unfortunately, everyone seems to have a problem with that.
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“Iyen…where are your scent glands?” He whispered, frantically checking over the young alpha’s neck. “I-I can’t feel them.”
“My what?” Jeongin prompted, looking baffled by the question, squirming out of the leader’s iron grip to face him properly. “Hyung, what are you talking about?”
“Your scent glands.” Chan repeated, equally as confused. “You’re not giving off any pheremones whatsoever, and I can’t feel the glands in your neck.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Jeongin admitted, eyeing the pack alpha with concern. “What are scent glands?”
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Pack alpha Chan somehow falls into a universe where the omegaverse isn't real. Sleep deprived producer Chan falls into a universe where the omegaverse IS real. Both Chans miss their kids.
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Chan’s eyebrows furrow, and he sets down his glass. “If you knew there was a truth spell on the wine, then why did you drink it?”
“I don’t have much to hide,” Minho says. “And I’ve always wanted to try this wine.”
Brow still crinkled, Chan continues to stare at Minho. “Who are you?”
“I’m Lee Minho.” He says this with the most deadpan voice he can muster.
Chan snorts. “You know, I asked around about you.”
“Like actually asked around? You didn’t just go on Naver?”
“Naver? What’s—” Chan shakes his head. “Never mind that. They said that you run the best magic shop in the city, that you’re smart and reliable, but that you’re also hard to predict.”
“We also ship worldwide,” Minho adds.
Minho captures the interest of the king of demons. He's not sure if that's a good or bad thing.
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“You say that you once held me in high regard,” Chan said, his throat feeling tight as he spoke. “Do you no longer consider me a friend?”
Minho looked at him startled, as if he hadn’t expected Chan to pick out that part of his words and focus on. His lips parted in surprise and Chan wished he didn’t have as much restraint as he had so he could steal Minho away and make him his, but he could never do something like that.
His self-control was too excellent.
Or, shame has permeated Chan’s existence and all of it has to do with how much he longs for his childhood friend. Minho deserves only the best, however Chan can’t give him anything but the worst.
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- Part 2 of The Season of Us