Chapter Text
Please don't be mistaken, Soobin is the one who actually starts it all.
Yeonjun has been calmly caressing Mango's fur, his best friend's dog, while the other is still browsing through movies for them to watch. It is a calm summer evening, just like any other. The only noticeable difference being the absence of his friend's family, who decided to travel to the beach, and well, Soobin isn't a big fan of sand.
Said sand hater is currently wearing the horrid bright yellow shorts with peach emojis all over it that Yeonjun gave him as a joke last christmas, but for his eternal dismay, Soobin somehow loved and wouldn't stop wearing it, Yeonjun sometimes questions if he really likes it or just enjoys his friend's utter distaste for the clothing piece. Yeonjun is still on his workout attire, having stopped by at Soobin's house after gym, ignoring his friend' stink eyes when he managed to drain all the cold water from his fridge and Soobin had to fill all of the bottles again, to be fair Yeonjun filled one for him.
There isn't anything different in the air between them, just the warm weather making Yeonjun sweat a bit more while Soobin seems perfectly fine as he finishes his ice cream. So it takes him by complete surprise when the younger one turns around suddenly, with no apparent change in his scent, and straight up says to him, "Would you kiss me?"
Yeonjun chokes a little, eyes almost jumping out of his face and scent spreading wildly as he dumbly stares at his friend, "What did you just ask?"
Soobin seems unfazed by it, excluding the slight turn of his nose, "I asked you if you would kiss me. Would you?"
"On the lips?" Yeonjun asks, mouth hanging open.
"Yes? Where else dumbass?" Soobin just glares at him.
Yeonjun coughs a bit this time, pondering over the question, and then checking his words to try and not make the situation weirder than it needs to be, because his answer is, "Yes, I would kiss you. I think? You are, hm, pretty kissable you know? Handsomest and prettiest, bestest smelling omega friend I have, Choi Soobin." And then he goes for a high five, which is completely ignored by the younger one.
Soobin just stares at him, pondering, for a while and then nods, "Good."
"Is that it?" Yeonjun asks, now annoyed at his friend's dismissive ways.
"Not really," he shrugs, "I have something to ask you, actually."
"You are full of questions today. Good thing you will be majoring in journalism, huh?" Yeonjun chuckles, but doesn't earn even a smile from Soobin, who just squints his eyes at him before rolling them.
"Promise me you won't be annoying about it." Soobin groans, making Yeonjun smirk. "Please, Yeonjun."
"That's impossible you know that."
"I hate you, just forget it." He turns back around, returning to the movie searching. This time his strawberry scent does sour a bit.
And Yeonjun can't handle the curiosity tickling in his brain for too long (and the thought of having upset Soobin), "Nooo, c'mon. I am sorry, just say it. I won't be annoying for like, five minutes. I promise you."
Soobin turns again, and he takes a few more seconds to start speaking then, voice much quieter than before, "I… I think that I like someone."
The information registers in his brain slowly. It isn't a thing Yeonjun hears from him all the time, Soobin isn't the type of person to constantly have crushes, or even look for people in that way, too focused on his hobbies, studies and friends to care about dating, so that takes him by surprise to say the least.
"Oh, yeah? Who is the unlucky guy?" Yeonjun says playful, ignoring, and trying to hide, the awkward feeling that settles across his limbs, that suddenly seem to unlearn how to be positioned in a comfortable way. He does his best to control his scent, praying for it to work.
"His name is... Yangyeol, he is an Alpha from the acting department. I met him in a play last month." Soobin answers, taking Mango away from Yeonjun's lap, leaving his hands to roam awkwardly through the sofa.
"The Lion King one…?" The alpha scratches his head, trying not to melt under Soobin's hard stare. Yeonjun fucked up a little that day, he knows it.
"Yes, exactly. The one where you stood me up to go to that frat party." Soobin rolls his eyes again, Yeonjun counts that as the third one from the evening, making it a game for himself to get distracted with.
"Sorry." He raises both of his hands up, shrugging slightly. He would never stand Soobin up, in any other situation, but he didn't want to actually admit that he was quite creeped out by the outfits and make-up on the play, so he went to the party that Taehyun, his roommate, was going to as an excuse.
"Actually, you know what? Don't apologize." Soobin says, way too bright, "It's good that you didn't come. I got to meet my crush, and you got to get down and dirty with people."
"Fucking hell, Soobin. You can just say fuck, your parents aren't home." Yeonjun is the one who rolls his eyes this time around.
Eye roll counter:
Soobin = 3.
Yeonjun = 1.
"Whatever, I want to ask you to help me with him. You clearly have more experience than me in the field." He says, raising his eyebrows up and down, just like that, putting Mango on the floor, who runs off to the kitchen, to come up and sit besides Yeonjun on the sofa, the sweet and fresh scent of strawberries immediately making the alpha's muscles relax.
"And how would I help you, exactly?" Yeonjun asks, suspicion and a wary feeling, that always seems to come when Soobin has one of his stupid ideas, crawling over his back. "Besides being all for it, I don't have much experience with other alphas."
"Still more than I have. And you can like, kiss me? Just to tell me if it's good or not. Give me some advice on how to improve? And maybe check for improvement?" He suggests biting at his lower lip, scent spreading and talking way too fast in classic nervous Soobin fashion.
"What the hell, Soobin?" Yeonjun asks, completely scandalized by his friend's words.
"Listen, I know it is sudden and kind of a weird thing to ask. But we are going out Friday night, and I really don't want to make a fool of myself in front of him. I kissed like two alphas in high school-" He begins to ramble but Yeonjun cuts him off.
"One. That peck Beomgyu gave you on your birthday does not count Soobin, I have told you that a hundred times already."
"Ok, fine." Soobin eye roll number four, "I kissed one alpha, which just makes it way worse."
"Yeah that was a mess wasn't it? Didn't you guys date for like three days, say 'I love you' and break up through text messages?" Yeonjun laughs at the memory, Soobin had been a hot mess in his second high school year.
"Why do you have to bring that up every single time?" Soobin, with his face burning red, pinches the older one's nipple, to which Yeonjun screeches higher than his pride would admit.
"You little shit."
And then, of course, in Yeonjun and Soobin classic fashion they start a tickling fight, until they end up with their scents completely mixed up, laying down on Soobin's mother's expensive and way too colourful mat, both laughing hard while trying to catch their breaths.
"What do you want me to do again? Train you in kissing so your crush isn't disappointed when they get to smooch you?" Yeonjun asks while still laughing, turning his head to stare at Soobin and his flushed cheeks.
"No one says smooch anymore, Yeonjun. But well, yeah, that's it, and like… just help me with the physical stuff in general. You are the campus playboy after all." Soobin mocks, to which Yeonjun gives him a fingerflick right in the forehead, feeling satisfied with the pout that appears in his lips.
"Your boy has moves, Soobin. You should be proud of me." He tries to wink at him, but fails, making the other laugh harder, Yeonjun counts that as a win anyways, "But wait, so you will be going out with them, while we kiss to improve your kissing skills?"
The omega frowns, "Yes? Why?"
"Isn't that cheating?" Yeonjun asks, faking utter shock.
Soobin eye roll counter = 5.
"We aren't dating, you idiot. Nor are we courting, we haven't even kissed or got to know each other like that. If we get more serious, we can stop the training sessions." Soobin tries to appear calm, and while his scent stays controlled, Yeonjun knows him well enough to notice the slight tremble of his voice and the shaking in his limbs. "So are you in?"
Yeonjun pretends to think for a while, because really, what are the downsides of teaching Soobin how to kiss so he can score a nice alpha for himself?
Well, except… "I mean, yes I am in. But what do I gain from this?"
"Are you asking for payment? Really, Yeonjun? Nevermind, of course you are. What do you want?" Soobin sits up, crossing his arms, Yeonjun follows him along.
"Food will be fine." He answers, a nice and easy smile on his face.
"That's it?" Soobin raises an eyebrow, suspicious. "You want me to bring you food?"
"I am a college student, Soobin. Food is all I can wish for." The alpha says, dramatically putting both of his hands over his heart. He is bummed when his friend completely ignores the small act.
"Alright then I will bring you all the food you wish for, can we start now?" Soobin kneels, coming closer to him faster than the older one hoped for. Strawberry fills up his lungs, which makes Yeonjun dizzy for some unknown reason.
"N-now? Hm… sure, y-yeah." Yeonjun stumbles over his words, hand gripping tight at his shorts. Fuck, he hopes he isn't spreading any weird pheromones through the air.
"Why are you nervous?" Soobin' stare sharpen at him. Oh no, he got caught.
Yeonjun gulps, fighting with his stupid brain to get his thoughts back together. There is nothing to be nervous about, truly, this is Soobin, his best friend of years now, his right handed man, his pal, the o to his a, the person he pulled dozens of up-all-nighters with during high school, the first person who Yeonjun shared his parents divorce with, his little spoon when they are feeling lonely during movie nights, the one who held his head when Yeonjun drank way too much and ended up throwing up the whole night in Soobin's bathroom, because of course he went there instead of going home.
Soobin is safe.
Yes, this is just Soobin. His Soobin. It will be fine.
"I am not nervous." He says, trying to sound firmer than he feels, he even manages to straighten his shoulders and all.
"Well then, kiss me." Soobin asks, no, that wasn't a question, it was a demand.
And he looks oh so good when he acts like this, smells so deliciously fresh and fruity, that, well, Yeonjun does just like he asked him to. Couldn't faint to deny Soobin of anything he demands of him.
His hands pull his friend closer by the waist before it leaves to grab at his cheeks, feeling their noses touch, way too shy for people who have known each other for so long. He feels Soobin's breath hitting his lips and chin, their scents mingling in a mouth watering mix, and the only thought inside the alpha's head as he stares at his friend's mouth is how come only one person got to kiss it properly, and how lucky Yeonjun is to be able to do so too now. Soobin's lips are so fucking pretty and deserving of all the kisses in the world, especially the slow and deep ones, that would leave it all red and shiny, pulsing, tingling and trembling from being bitten, dragged and licked - ravished.
Yeonjun takes a deep breath, smelling strawberry everywhere, but specially on his friends lips, feeling the hair of Soobin's neck rise up under the palm of his hand when he finally closes the distance between them, breaths mingling with one another before their mouths finally fit together. Soobin's lips are soft, sweet, his tongue tastes like the ice cream they had been eating earlier and the lingering taste of his grape flavored mouthwash spreads all over their kiss.
Yeonjun makes sure to take his time kissing him, sucking at Soobin's lower lip and encouraging him to do the same, pressing softly with his tongue to set the rhythm just right so the younger one gets to slow down. The lack of experience is there, Yeonjun feels it in the way that Soobin's jaw is locked tight, tense just like the rest of his body is, in the way that he moves too fast and always repeats what Yeonjun does, in the way that his head doesn't tilt, and then keeps on tilting too fast. But that's fine, because Yeonjun gets to hold his chin, gets to grab at Soobin's hair and guide him in the right direction, gets to set his own rhythm and give Soobin the kiss he would like to receive. Which he ends up receiving, Soobin is a fast learner after all.
Yeonjun feels weird when his jaw starts aching, his lips pulsing and his breath coming out with more difficulty, because he suddenly realises that he doesn't want to stop kissing Soobin. And that shouldn't be a thing, right? That would make this weird. Or maybe, maybe he just likes kissing people, yes, that's it, he concludes, forcing himself away from Soobin's eager-to-learn mouth.
"Wow." The younger one breathes out when they pull apart. "How was it?" He asks, eyes shining with sheer curiosity.
Yeonjun struggles to come up with an answer, eyes landing on Soobin's flushed cheeks, red shining lips and pretty sparkling eyes.
He feels utterly dazed for a minute.
"Your inexperience shows." He says and starts regretting it immediately when Soobin' shoulders shrink, scent souring. "But! You have super fast learning skills, and you didn't clash teeth with me, bite my mouth off or sucked on my tongue for a minute straight so I guess you have potential in the field, I am grading this kiss a C+." He finishes with a smile, feeling warm when one appears across his friend's pretty reddened lips too. Yeonjun tries to ignore the bubbling on his stomach at the thought that he was the one responsible for the red spreading over Soobin's cheeks and lips and the sweet scent in the air.
"How generous of you, Mr. Choi." Soobin blinks repeatedly at him, and Yeonjun rolls his eyes, not really remembering the eye roll count game anymore. "Is there anything I could do to make you raise my grade?"
"Stop indulging my kinks." Yeonjun smirks, getting up from the mat to lay down all spread across Soobin's couch.
"You are disgusting." The other one glares, walking away to stop Mango from eating the bananas on the kitchen counter.
So yes, Soobin is definitely the one who starts it all, just to be clear.
But well, it would be only fair to admit that yes, even if Soobin did start it, Yeonjun is the one responsible for making it escalate to very, very, dubious levels.