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"It's going to be a white Hyundai with a sole male occupant, going sixty five in a fifty area. Initiating a traffic stop."
"Copy that."
A dispatcher sitting in a small enclosed room grabs the mouse on a table before him and adjusts his square glasses to see the location of a police vehicle he's currently tracking better.
"Looks like the driver is complying and pulling over. Low-risk stop, just gonna give him a ticket and send him on his way."
Wooje sighs in relief as he hears a familiar voice saying those words trough his headphones.
"Copy that." He replies formally, before adding a more personal phrase in a quieter tone. "Still, be careful." Doesn't matter if others on the line can hear him.
He leans back and watches the map on the big screen in front of him, the red dot showing the precise location of a police vehicle. A minute passes before Wooje gets another update from the officer on scene.
"Dispatch, can you run Jung Jihoon trough the base? Born march first two thousand one, personal code is..."
Wooje quickly pulls up the citizens database search page and enters all the details provided to him. It takes a few moments for the result to load, during which he hears a voice in the distance.
"Look officer, I'm really sorry for speeding, but you gotta understand, my husband is in labour as we speak. Please, alpha to alpha, you know a moment like this doesn't happen every day, I have to be there. Can you just issue a ticket on my name digitally? I'll pay it later I swear!" The man speaks fast, his voice loud and full of adrenaline.
"He has no criminal record." Wooje reports with a faint smile.
"Please man, come on, it's just five hundred meters from here and there's no stoplights or anything, please, I have to hurry up. I won't be speeding the rest of the way I swear. " The man begs again, Wooje hears the officer chuckle.
"Okay man, since this is your first violation I'm letting you go with a warning." The officer complies. "Here's your ID back. Now go, you can't be late!"
"Thanks officer, I won't forget this!" Wooje hears a motor roar as the man drives away.
"Congratulations man! Say hi to your omega for me!" Wooje bursts in laughter as he hears the officer yell those words at the leaving vehicle. He follows in a serious tone. "Dispatch, traffic stop concluded. Driver let go with a warning due to the lack of previous violations."
"Copy that." Wooje makes a "warning issued" mark on the man's profile and enters the exact date, time and reason in a form. He then leans forward to the mike standing on the edge of the table and presses the small red button below.
"This is Choi Wooje from the room five. Checking in for a scheduled break." He knows how important it is for a worker in his position to always account for his absence. Any second an officer's life might just start depending on the clear communication between them an the dispatcher back in the office, so simply leaving without having your line covered is strictly prohibited.
"Dispatcher five, your line has been covered. You may now leave for break. Please check in no later than forty five minutes from now. Time is fourteen fifty three." A female voice reports back from the mic.
Strict and precise, but that's how it's always been at his job, and over the course of two years Wooje has been working here the omega got used to the harsh rules and they became nothing more than a routine for him. Still, the importance of his compliance and the safety of both officers and civilians depending on him have always kept him grounded, making sure he follows any given instruction down to a t.
He leaves the small space and walks past a row of similar rooms, each marked with a number on the door with a small window. Voices can be heard from some of the spaces, and Wooje tries his best to make minimum noise as he goes through the hallway, even though he knows the rooms where his fellow dispatchers work are built in a way to prevent any external noice from entering. Still, he doesn't want to risk disturbing his colleagues in any way, so he only relaxes as he gets behind a door that separates the narrow hallway from a much bigger one, being the floor area connecting multiple different offices. Omega throws himself on a nearby couch, leaning on the soft fabric with his whole body and takes a deep breath, closing his eyes. It's been a long day already, and he still has hours before his day shifts officially ends and he switches places with a nighttime dispatcher.
He stays in that position for a couple of minutes, but opens his eyes as the first faint traces of sleep threaten to overtake him. He can't fall asleep right now, he has a time to check back in, a duty to carry.
To keep himself awake Wooje reached in the pocket of his pants and takes out his phone which has been set to a silent mode since the beginning of his shift, and decides to check the notifications he received since. As soon as he lights up the screen a message from one person gets all of his attention, making him forget about anything below in the row.
Hyeonjoonie
Can you believe that guy
He was a mess like he's the one giving birth lol
Sweating everywhere and it's not even that hot outside
I hope he makes himself look more proper before he shows up in front of his child for the first time
Wooje smiles widely at his partner's messages and types a reply.
Dear
Well, he has a right to be nervous
You did the right thing by letting him go
An answer comes in an instant.
Hyeonjoonie
Well if that was me I wouldn't be late
Dear
You wouldn't?
Hyeonjoonie
No way
Dear
I guess you'll prove it one day
Hyeonjoonie
Of course
Bet
Omega stares at the screen with a joyful expression and wants to type something back, but a sharp wave of warmth on the sides of his neck takes catches him off guard, making him drop his phone to his knees and cover the heating area with his hands. He could feel his scent glands burning, the sweet smell of mango filling the air nearby. Wooje knew this was coming, his job forcing him to always account for his heat cycles so he knows exactly when to ask for days out. Still, he thinks he would never truly get used to the signals his body sends him to let omega now that it demands an alpha soon and is preparing itself for their use.
Wooje feels warm liquid coming out from inside to cover his most sensitive and needy area, thankfully the amount small enough not to drip out and stain his underwear. He clenches his legs tightly, whining almost soundlessly as he senses the front part of his abdomen heating up as well, but only for a few moments before the feeling is gone.
As the preheat loosens omega from its grip Wooje removes his hand from his neck and picks up his phone again, breathing heavily, legs still stuck together. He looks at the screen and the name above the chat makes him bite his lip instinctively, thoughts of his alpha filling every last space in omega's head. The new messages he hasn't read yet make him blush and smile again.
Hyeonjoonie
You're on a break right now right?
I'll be at the office in ten
Come to the second floor bathroom
Dear
Is your shift over?
Hyeonjoonie
Ye
Dear
You're not going home straight away after changing?
Hyeonjoonie
Wanna check on you baby
Wooje giggles and kicks his feet in the air. His alpha is always so loving, so attentive, always knowing exactly what Wooje needs and giving it to him, always making his omega feel protected and cared for, always responding to his needs in the right way, making him feel so incredibly loved when he needs it the most...
Wooje cuts his dangerously loosened line of thought off and focuses his attention on the phone screen again, listening to the voice of reason as he types his next message.
Dear
Why the bathroom though?
Hyeonjoonie
Don't worry dear
I just wanna meet you somewhere less crowded
You know I'd never do anything without your consent
Right?
Dear
Of course
See you there then
Hyeonjoonie
See you love
I still have to drive all ten minutes though
Plus five minutes for changing
Dear
Well stop typing and hurry up then
Don't have much time left
Wooje decides to get a little cocky, knowing it's always safe to do so with his partner, but also acting this way out of desperation. He wants to get close to his alpha, and he wants it as soon as possible and for it to last as long as possible. Omega lets out a small laugh as he sees a short "k" in response to his last messages and pick himself up from the couch to go down to the second floor.
***
Wooje stands in front of the bathroom mirror, fixing the way a few stray strains of hair lay on his forehead and spreading balm he applied moments earlier over his lips by rubbing them against one another. He is startled slightly as the door behind him opens, his body tensing just for a moment before relaxing as he catches a familiar woody smell. He launches onto Hyeonjoon, covering the distance between them in a second and wrapping his arms around alpha's back in a tight hug.
"Hey baby." Hyeonjoon hugh his omega back with one arm, holding something in the other. He smiles at the way omega's face immediately finds its place at alpha's neck, nose rubbing against the scent gland, tickling Hyeonjoon slightly but the feeling lost in an overwhelming desire his inner alpha screams with to pull closer, to protect, so succumb and give himself to his omega completely. Wooje pulls away a few seconds later and Hyeonjoon feels sad over the lost of the stimulation.
"I needed that." Omega confesses, his cheeks burning with gentle pink shade appearing on them as he locks eyes with his partner.
"Yeah, I could tell." Hyeonjoon smiles softly at the love of his life and lowers his hand from omega's back to his waist, pulling him closer before leaving a feather kiss at his lips. Wooje giggles and taps his lips against alpha's cheek in response. They pull away again, both men's eyes sparkling with the joy of rejoice with their partner.
"How are you doing love? You holding okay?" Hyeonjoon asks as he examines Wooje's face from a distance.
"Yeah, I'm fine for now." Omega answers as he looks back at his partner and then down, his face flushing a deeper shade of pink. He notices a paper bag Hyeonjoon is holding and points to it. "What's this?"
"Oh yeah." Alpha brings the bag in front of him and grips each handle with one of his hands, separating them. "I brought you some snacks."
"Hyeonjoonie, thank you, but..." Wooje gasps as he looks inside. "That's too much sweets."
"No its not!" Alpha protests as he also looks inside. Meat sandwiches and a box of salad being lost at the bottom of the bag, barely visible under wraps of donuts, various candies and two juice bottles. He looks back at the omega with slight judgement in the expression. "You need to eat a lot now since you're in preheat. You know very well that soon you won't be eating properly since you'll be too busy with other..." Hyeonjoon smiles and closes the distance between himself and his omega again. "Activities." He finishes, breathing the word on Wooje's lips.
"Gosh." Wooje weakly pushes the alpha in his shoulder and leans back on the sink. He would lie if he'd say he doesn't love how straightforward his alpha always is with his words, especially when he whispers sweet promises into omega's ear as the heat between their bodies rises to the boiling point, alpha's body hovering over his partner's, hands wandering on the burning skin, ready to make every phrase that makes Wooje cry out with desire and arch his back a reality. But in this moment it feels like too much. Wooje knows he has to keep himself in control.
"Speaking of which." Hyeonjoon continues, reaching his free hand forward omega's face and brushing his cheek softly, loving the way Wooje leans into his alpha's touch. "Wooje, baby, I'm dying for your taste. Can you give it to me? Please?"
Wooje's eyes widen as he registers the words. He knows exactly what Hyeonjoon means.
"Right now?" He asks, his voice touched with disbelief.
"Please?" Hyeonjoon repeats, as his hand shifts to Wooje's jawline, index finger tracing the contour before moving down even lower, dangerously close to omega's sensitive glands.
"Hyeonjoon..." Wooje exhales sharply, his body jerking forward instinctively, trying to bring alpha's fingers to where his skin is burning with desire to be touched. Omega attempts to fight his primal wishes, turning his head sideways, making alpha's fingers slip. Wooje clutches his teeth to not whine out loud at the lost of touch.
"Actually never mind, sorry dear, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, I'm-" Hyeonjoon doesn't get to finish.
"Come here." Wooje interrupts, his voice lower than before, eyes sparkling with mischief as he steps into the furthest of the stalls. Hyeonjoon follows quickly, too quickly, almost bumping into omega as they both find themselves in a small space. Alpha closes the door and hangs the bag on the handle. He places both of his hands on a wall near Wooje's shoulders and looks in his omega's eyes.
"Come on baby." Hyeonjoon calls out as Wooje stalls for a second.
"Fine, just stop staring." Wooje blushes deeply and looks away to avoid eye contact while his hands start to undo the belt on his pants.
"Can't help it, you're too pretty, especially when you're shy like this." Hyeonjoon smiles.
Wooje bites his lip and mumbles "don't say that", making alpha let out a small chuckle. But the next second it's Hyeonjoon who is biting on his lips as he watches omega throw his head back and close his eyes slightly. Hyeonjoon looks down and sees that Wooje's hand is now under his jeans and underwear on his back side. Omega loses himself in the sense for a moment, his fingers circling the oversensitive area around his rim with feather touches before he pulls the hand out, index and middle finger coated in transparent liquid dripping down his knuckles. He brings his hand to alpha lips and whispers.
"Here you go."
Hyeonjoon parts his lips, allowing Wooje's fingers inside, and closes his eyes as he feels omega's sweetness starting to dance on his taste buds, exploding on his tongue like bright fireworks of all colors. He feels some slick slide down his throat as he sucks Wooje's fingers deeper and quietly moans at the feeling, sending vibration trough omega's hand, making his entire body shake.
Hyeonjoon's tongue twists and curves around Wooje's fingers, licking every inch of the skin, desperate not to miss a single drop of deliciousness. Omega whines as he looks at the way his alpha's face glows with pleasure, his lips wrapped tightly around Wooje, not willing to let go.
"Hyeonjoonie..." Wooje calls out in a broken voice, concerned at the way warmth starts igniting between his legs. "Hyeonjoon, please, we have to stop..."
Hyeonjoon's brows furrow slightly as he gives Wooje's fingers one final lick with his tongue before opening his mouth just enough for omega to take them out, pausing for a moment as he does so, mesmerized by a thin line of some sticky liquid connecting alpha's tongue and the tips of his fingers. It's either Hyeonjoon's saliva or what remains of of omega's slick, maybe the mix of both, Wooje can't tell. But he hopes that his alpha will savor him for a while after this.
"Delicious." Hyeonjoon exhales as he leans forward, resting his forehead against omega's. "You taste so fucking good." He continues, feeling Wooje's body tense at the words. He leans down to his omega's ear and whispers in a low tone.
"Can't wait to devour you tonight."
Wooje squeaks and pushes alpha back, hiding his face by looking down while fixing his pants, but the evident heat visible on his face betraying his inner intentions, revealing just how much he wants this. Hyeonjoon giggles and steps backwards, giving omega more space to work on himself, adoring the way Wooje's face twists with frustration as he tries to pull the zipper up with one hand, suspending the other in the air to avoid touching anything with it, fingers still soaked with liquid and sweet smell.
"Here." Hyeonjoon lowers his hands and gently helps Wooje with the zipper, careful with every touch to not let it slip where it shouldn't. He knows how sensitive omega gets there during his preheat and doesn't want to trigger any unwanted reaction from his partner.
"I'm going home now to prepare for you coming in the evening." He lets Wooje know, now working on his belt, omega giving any attempts to help up and trusting himself in his partner's hands. "Where are you going to nest?"
"On our bed, like last time." Wooje answers quietly, looking down at the way alpha finishes working on his pants. "Is that okay?" He asks as he lifts his eyes to meet Hyeonjoon's soft gaze.
"Of course, I loved sleeping there with you." Alpha smiles at the memory of them spending nights in each other's tight embrace surrounded by neatly shaped stacks of clothing, mostly belonging to Hyeonjoon, placed around and under them. Every morning when they would wake up Wooje would spend a considerable amount of time fixing any parts of his safe space that got uneven or messy after enduring their nighttime activities, before inviting his partner back in. Hyeonjoon was always so thankful to Wooje for making such a perfect space for both of them.
Wooje nods and pecks alpha's cheek with a quick kiss before they pull apart.
"Don't forget to eat." Hyeonjoon removes the bag from the handle and hands it to Wooje. "Do you have blockers left?" He inquires, lifting his hand to gently play with omega's hair.
"I took two pills in the morning right before my shift started." Wooje answers with his eyes closed, enjoying pleasant movements of alpha's fingers on his head. "It's starting to wear off a little bit, but I think I can handle myself okay for the rest of the day."
"Good." Hyeonjoon unwillingly removes his hand from Wooje's soft hair and turns around to exist the cabin. "Don't want you to overdo it."
"I'll be fine." Wooje follows his partner back to the sink area.
"You still have fifteen minutes left. Please eat." Hyeonjoon puts his phone back in the pocket of his jeans after checking the time and looks omega straight into eyes.
"I will." The latter reassures. "Although I doubt I can eat all of this in fifteen minutes."
"You can if you really try." Alpha winks and lightly brushes his hand over Wooje's hair one more time. He then turns to leave. "Bye love, I'll come to pick you up."
"Bye." Wooje replies with a smile.
Hyeonjoon puts his hand on the handle to exist the restroom, but then freezes and looks back at omega.
"Wooje?"
"Hyeonjoon?"
Wooje blinks rapidly in confusion and the very next moment he finds himself between his alpha's arms, as Hyeonjoon locks their lips in a heartfelt kiss. It's not very deep, both men just savoring each other's lips without going further, but its full of hunger and mutual longing. Wooje twists his head sideways for a better angle and leans forward unconsciously when Hyeonjoon slowly moves away, breaking the connection much to both's disappointment.
"A little sample of what's to come for you, dear." Hyeonjoon winks and lets go of his partner. "Bye for real now." He adds as he slips behind the door, leaving Wooje standing there with his cheeks burning, one hand gripping on the bag tightly, the other tracing the contour of his own lips. There's absolutely no balm left on them.
***
Wooje leaves the building trough the main entrance and runs down the stairs, crispy evening wind playing with his hair as he descends into the parking lot. He spots a familiar car on the opposite side immediately and heads towards it with the maximum speed his tired body manages to produce. He can't stop a smile from blooming on his face as he sees the tall and slim figure of his alpha leaning against the hood of the car, looking at something in his phone, brightness of the screen contrasting with the dark evening sky.
Hyeonjoon looks up as he hears haste steps approaching and instantly turns his phone off, shoving it into the pocket of his hoodie just in time to catch his omega launching at him, hands wrapping alpha's shoulders.
"Hey." Wooje exhales happily, closing his eyes for a moment before hearing the sound of paper bag he was holding in one of his hands hitting alpha in the bag. Omega backs away with a guilty expression. "Sorry, did that hurt?"
"It's fine, don't worry." Hyeonjoon smiles seeing how worried his partner is. With alpha often finding himself throwing people on the ground while getting a beating from them trying to break free as a part of his job he thinks that even a full force punch from Wooje couldn't probably hurt his trained body much. Not that he has ever had or is planning to have a way to prove it. They argue, of course, like any couple does, but Hyeonjoon never, in his wildest fantasies, could imagine them hurting each other physically. On the contrary he always feels ready to beat the shit out of anyone who would dare to raise a finger on his omega. His omega who whails as credits of some dorama with a sad ending roll. Wooje needs to be treated gently, and Hyeonjoon always gives him that.
"Throw it in the backseat and let's go home." Hyeonjoon says as he circles the car to reach the door of driver's seat. Wooje quickly follows the words, opening the backdoor to put the bag inside and then hopping on the front passenger seat.
"You okay love? Have you eaten?" Hyeonjoon asks, briefly looking at omega as he starts the car and drives out of the parking lot onto a wide highway.
"Yeah, almost everything." Wooje answers shortly, pressing himself against the seat to relax.
"Tired?"
"Mhm." Omega yawns and rubs his eyes. Hyeonjoon catches Wooje stretching with his peripheral vision and chuckles at how cute his omega is, with his hair undone, disturbed by the wind earlier; his glasses slid down, sitting almost at the very edge of his nose; puffy cheeks turning pink after coming in contact with chilly evening air; water gathering in the corners of his eyes from constant yawning. He looks like he's ready to doze off at any moment.
"The blockers are probably sucking all of your energy out." Hyeonjoon mentions, slight worry in his voice. "And you're still managing to work through the entirety of your preheat. So strong, so brave, you're doing so well Wooje, my dear."
After hearing no reaction from omega's side Hyeonjoon stops the car in front of a stoplight just in time to check on his partner. He turns his head and finds Wooje with his eyes closed, head tilted on the side, breathing steadily. Alpha smiles at the view and reaches his arm to pat Wooje's knee, before returning to the steering wheel.
Five minutes inside the car pass in silence, contrasting with the buzzing world outside getting especially noisy during the rush hour with people hurrying home to rest after a long day and meet their loved ones. For Hyeonjoon thought, his entire world is near him right now, quietly snoozing, feeling safe with his alpha who glances at him from time to time just to make sure everything is alright.
Hyeonjoon is startled slightly when the silence is broken by Wooje hissing. He looks at his omega and sees how the latter wrapped his arms around his neck, eyes still closed.
"Baby?" Hyeonjoon calls out. "What is it? Something hurts?"
Wooje doesn't respond, his palms start to rub against the sides of his neck, stimulating the glands, filling the enclosed space with a mango scent so sweet Hyeonjoon can practically taste it on his tongue. Omega frowns and throws his head back, while his hips perform an opposite motion, jerking forward as far as the seatbelt around them allows. "Mmnh... Hyeonjoon..." Omega whines as his chest starts raising and falling rapidly. "Ah... Alpha... Hnn..." He moves his hips forward again, whining as he fails to find any surface to rub against which his body seeks so desperately.
"Shh, baby, we're almost there, I promise." Hyeonjoon tries to calm his omega who's slowly crossing over the border dividing the preparation phase and the actual full blown heat, while also having to mentally wrestle his inner alpha ordering to take what's ours right now. Hyeonjoon shakes his head and grips the steering wheel tighter, trying to focus his attention on the road and ignore the mind fogging smell of his favorite fruit sounding trough the entire car now. He's not sure his words reached omega, who seems to be completely out of the external world at the moment, breathing rapidly, fingers frantically pressing on the sides of his neck, legs clutched together tightly, lips parted, letting little "ahs" and whines out.
Hyeonjoon stops at another stoplight and cusses under his breath. He wants to get his omega home as quickly as possible, but seems like the entire world is against him. He looks at Wooje who seems to be completely lost in desperation, and reaches to him with one arm.
"Here, baby." Alpha gently places his palm over one of omega's hands still gripping on his neck, and slides his thumb underneath, making Wooje loosen the grip and taking a full hold of his hand, lowering it to omega's lap. Wooje's face twists with displeasure but then Hyeonjoon covers the exposed scent gland with his hand.
"Ah, alpha!" Wooje cries out, his entire body twitching as he feels Hyeonjoon massage his most sensitive spot lightly. Omega's body relaxes and he leans back in his seat, wrinkles on his forehead disappearing as the muscles on his face give up the tension.
"Is that better?" Hyeonjoon asks quietly, watching his omega come back to his senses. Wooje finally opens his eyes as he tries to steady his breath and looks back at his partner.
"Yeah." He nods. "I can feel it's close... The blockers... Stopped working..." He adds and closes his eyes again, leaning in the touch his alpha gives him.
"Just hold on a little longer, we're almost home." Hyeonjoon reassures as he massages the entire length of omega's gland before removing his hand.
"No..." Wooje cries out desperately, reaching to alpha and tugging the sleeve of his hand now gripping the steering wheel again.
"Shh, it's okay dear, I'm still here." Hyeonjoon grips Wooje's arm, squeezing it for a moment before lowering it on omega's lap and letting go.
"Sorry, I couldn't control myself for a moment." Wooje confesses as he shyly looks down, gripping the fabric of his jeans with both hands.
"Don't apologize. You can hold onto me if that makes it easier, just not the hands, okay?" Hyeonjoon answers softly.
Wooje nods and reaches to grab the edge of alpha's hoodie in his fist, brushing it with his thumb, wandering dangerously close to the exposed skin, making Hyeonjoon squeeze his teeth and press the accelerator pedal harder to get ahead of the car in front, which goes way below the speed limit for some fucking reason.
***
"You go shower first."
Wooje lazily lifts his head from the back of the couch he has almost fell asleep on and looks at his alpha sitting next to him. He drops his head back and purrs at the way fingers of Hyeonjoon's arm wrapped around his shoulder brush his hair.
"I'll do the dishes." Alpha slowly breaks their embrace and starts collecting empty plates from the table standing between the couch and the big TV. He made Wooje eat a nutritious dinner despite omega claiming his was full already from the snacks Hyeonjoon brought him during the work day. Alpha knew that this is most likely the last proper meal his omega will have before the heat takes him, making him forget hunger but also draining his energy at a rapid pace.
"Can't we just go together?" Wooje asks and reaches his arms to tap on alpha's back, tips of his fingers barely reaching since he doesn't lift himself up. "Will you carry me there? Please?"
"No dear, go alone." Hyeonjoon stacks the plates on one another and lifts them up carefully, turning around to go to the kitchen.
"Why? I'm tired." Wooje whines, pursing his lips.
"Cause if we go together one of us might lose control and trigger the start of your heat early. And you still have to rest." Hyeonjoon explains to his omega, knowing that the latter might not be able to fully think things through with only several hours left before his preheat ends.
"Fine." Wooje gets up with a dramatic expression and walks past his alpha to exist the room firts.
"Don't worry baby, I'll give you anything you want after you rest, okay?" Hyeonjoon calls out, making Wooje turn around in the doorframe, smiling.
"Promise?"
"Promise." Hyeonjoon reassures.
"Jung Jihoon, the young ceo of one of the biggest branches of national vehicle brand "Hyundai" has become a father earlier today, with his omega, Lee Sanghyeok, giving birth to a healthy baby whose gender is currently unknown. The businessman stated that he's going to step down from his position for an unspecified amount of time to spend time with his partner and their newborn." A female voice reports from the tv, with a picture of a young couple in their mid twenties appearing on the screen, both men attending some kind of red carpet ceremony.
"Ya, that's the guy I pulled over today, Jung Jihoon!" Hyeonjoon exclaims as he points to the screen. "He's a partial owner of Hyundai? Damn." Alpha smirks as he walks past Wooje into the kitchen.
"In the database it was written that he works for the company, but the position wasn't specified." Wooje walks in the hallway after alpha and opens the bathroom door. "You're kind of their hero for allowing them to reunite in time, you know?" He adds in a playful tone before stepping in the small space.
"Well, hopefully he made it in time." Hyeonjoon replies as he rolls up his sleeves and turns the tap on, hearing the door behind him close. "Remember, wouldn't be late if that was me!" He adds louder, trying to reach Wooje in the bathroom over the sound of the running water. Omega catches these words and leans his back against the door, biting his lip. He stands like that for a while, lost in thoughts. Hyeonjoon did say he will do anything Wooje wants tonight, right? Omega decides that this time something is going to be different. His stalling is interrupted as he feels the sides of his neck heating and warm liquid dripping down his legs. He decides to hurry up, remembering his alpha's words that he should manage get some rest.
Back in the kitchen, Hyeojoon fists his hands on the kitchen counter and leans on them, lowering his head down and squeezing his teeth as he tastes omega's sweet smell chasing out any clear air in the entire flat, filling every corner with a pleading call to mate. Hyeonjoon has to put a considerable amount of will force to work to stop himself from running in the bathroom where the source of intoxicating scent is all needy for his alpha, pinning him against the wall and fucking his soul out him, getting drunk on his sweet screams of pleasure. Alpha shakes his head and closes his eyes, breathing deeply. No, he can't do that to Wooje, who trusts him completely. Hyeonjoon might have an alpha inside him who's desperate to answer his omega's call here and now, but his rational side is not some feral animal with a complete lack of self control. Even if the two sides of his identity sometimes battle, the ultimate winner is always the one who can protect Wooje and give him all he needs. And right now he needs rest.
"I'm done, your turn." Wooje walks out, his face red from the contact with hot water, hair wet but still somehow puffy, and he took off his glasses. He's wearing a set of red pyjamas, with cartoon duckling face printed all over lose pants and long sleeve shirt. Hyeonjoon thinks that Wooje himself looks very much like that duckling, so small, cute and innocent. And all his.
"Okay, I'll come soon, go rest." Hyeonjoon walks into the bathroom, having the idea to hug the omega who he could see standing in their bedroom trough the open door, but chases the thought away. Not yet. He has to keep them both in control right now, since omega is gradually losing the ability to do so with each passing second. Alpha takes a quick lukewarm shower for the second time this evening since he was home earlier, though his first one was prolonged by remembering that short kiss he shared with his omega in the second floor bathroom. This time Hyeonjoon is determined to keep himself in check. He gets out of the shower stall and brushes his teeth before putting on a set of pyjamas that matches Wooje's, only this one being yellow with faces of cartoon tiger. It was omega's couple gift for the Valentine's Day this year, and Hyeonjoon just wasn't able to sleep in anything else since, only switching when the clothes have to be washed or when its too hot outside for such warm wear.
Hyeonjoon walks in their bedroom, checking in the living room beforehand to make sure the TV was turned off by Wooje. Omega himself has already curled into a soft ball of puffy hair and woolly fabric right in the middle of other clothes folded on the bed in a wide circle. Alpha's heart skips a bit as he watches the love of his life being so vulnerable in front of him. Over the course of three years of their relationship Hyeonjoon still couldn't get used to how much trust his omega was putting in him, feeling overwhelming will to repay it with care and protection.
He sits at the edge of bed, careful not to cross the fabric circle, and just looks at his omega for a while, admiring every little detail on his face, his long eyelashes, small moles, curved lips. He smiles softly as he sees Wooje open his eyes.
"Hyeonjoonie?" Omega calls out. His vision is blurry in the dark and without his glasses, but he still reaches out to his alpha, the latter leaning down to allow omega's hands grip his shoulder.
"Can I join you?" Hyeonjoon would never stop asking for Wooje's approval before entering his safe space, even knowing how much trust omega puts in him. He whispers the question and covers Wooje's palm with his.
"Please." Omega calls out, pulling on alpha's shirt to get him closer. Hyeonjoon enters the nest carefully, trying not to ruin its formation. Wooje buries his face in his alpha's chest, feeling one hand hugging his back and the other massaging the skin on his head in circular motions. Omega purrs at the needed touch and fills his lungs with alpha's woody scent. With their legs intertwined, arms wrapped against each other's backs and hearts beating in unison both partners start to drift away in the realm of dreams.
"Sleep tight, dear." Hyeonjoon presses a light kiss against Wooje's hair, pulling him closer. "I love you."
***
Wooje groans as he turns from a side to his back, rolling away from alpha who shows an unhappy expression after the lost of contact but doesn't wake up. Omega whines as he feels just how wet everything around him is. The sheets underneath are soaked, and his pants are quite literally a hot mess with how his body is burning. He takes off his shirt to throw it on the floor and tries to pull the fabric on his legs down, kicking his feet in frustration as it sticks to the skin, making the process harder. After managing to pull the pants down to his knees omega brings his hand back and gasps loudly as he touches himself in the spot where large amounts of slick liquid come from, coating his hand in an instant.
Wooje whines as he turns back to his side to face his alpha, who was still peacefully sleeping beside him. After looking at his partner omega completely loses the last traces of self-control he managed to keep up to this point and throws his entire heating body at his alpha, getting on top of him. He positions himself on Hyeonjoon's tights and starts grinding desperately, his body setting a rushing pace. He throws his head back and shuts his eyes, lips parted in a soundless scream, letting out a sharp exhale as he feels alpha starting to get hard below him.
"Mhm, baby?.." Hyeonjoon opens his eyes, his mind still trying to process the current situation but his body already responding to omega's call, with his hands quick to find their rightful place at Wooje's thighs, squeezing the exposed skin slightly.
Omega continues his rhythmic movements on top of his partner, the tempo now slower but each push firm and hard, allowing him to grind his hips along the entire length of alpha's hardened member hidden under the fabric.
"Please... Hyeonjoon, ah... Alpha... Need you... Now..." Wooje cries out, his words matching the movements of his body.
Hyeonjoon's eyes light up in a way that Wooje recognizes immediately as he looks down at his partner. He is finally allowing his inner alpha whom he was leashing the entire evening to come out and take control. Omega gasps as he feels alpha strengthen the grip on his tights, forcing Wooje to stay in place, making him unable to continue his grinding. He whines loudly and whispers something incoherent. He feels Hyeonjoon letting go of one of his hips and tries to grind them forward again, but freezes as alpha's freed hand lands on his ass with a delicious smack.
"Of course you do." Hyeonjoon twists his head slightly and smiles at the way his omega's entire body shakes, struggling to keep itself still. "My needy omega, want your alpha to put you in your place and fuck you hard, hmm?"
Wooje nods frantically and that gives alpha full green light. In a swift movement he switches the position of their bodies, now leaning above his partner and looks him in the eyes with primal hunger. Omega throws his hands around Hyeonjoon's shoulders and lifts himself from the pillows to find alpha's lips with his own, making them touch just for a moment before he falls back, unable to hold the position. Hyeonjoon gets the signal and leans down to finally give his omega a proper kiss they both craved so much. It starts rather slow, but the pace quickens as both partners are eager to taste each other properly. Hyeonjoon lets go of omega's lips and licks them with his tongue, asking for more, and Wooje gives it to him. He opens his mouth and allows alpha's tongue inside, meeting it with his own, both of their mouths intertwining in a wild dance only they can understand.
Alpha breaks the connection first, making Wooje whine, and shifts his attention to omega's neck, licking and biting everywhere except for the burning sides which he purposefully avoids for now. Wooje cries out in displeasure, shifting his head to the side, but Hyeonjoon only smiles mischievously as he moves down to lick omega's collarbones.
"Alpha... Please touch me there..." Wooje whines as his body jerks upwards when Hyeonjoon starts leaving kisses all across omega's chest, pausing to play with the hardened pink bud, teasing it with the tip of his tongue.
"Not yet, baby." Alpha breaths out against his partner's skin as his lips move lower to kiss his belly, a very sensitive spot on omega's body, making his toes curl. Hyeonjoon leaves a gentle kiss just under Wooje's belly button as if apologizing for his words, making omega gasp from sudden gesture of gentle care, which contrasts with how his alpha was practically devouring him earlier.
Hyeonjoon shifts his attention to omega's legs, positioning himself between them and carefully parting Wooje's hips with his arms. He begins leaving small kisses all over omega's inner thighs, grabbing his legs under knees and bending them slightly, opening more space for alpha's lips to trace over. Wooje lifts himself on his elbows to look at his alpha and lets out a broken moan as he watches Hyeonjoon enjoying himself while licking sweet liquid off omega's thighs. He grabs a handful of alpha's hair and weakly attempts to pull him up to where omega's hardened length is leaking desperately, red and angry at the fact it has been ignored all this time.
Hyeonjoon exhales as he feels omega attempt to take control and digs his teeth into the plush skin of Wooje's inner thigh, making him fall on the sheets and throw his head back, letting out a soundless scream.
"Please..." Omega whines as Hyeonjoon's teeth let go of their grip. Alpha moves away slightly, admiring the way his bite remains visible on the soft skin, tracing it with the tips of his fingers, making Wooje jerk his legs up. Heat made him so very sensitive, so responsive to the smallest touch his alpha gives him.
"Please, Hyenjoon... Touch me already... Please, I need it..." Omega whines as he feels alpha's lips leaving wet traces on the inner sides of his thighs again, getting frustratingly close to the pulsing skin of his arousal before moving away again moments later. The teasing makes Wooje think he's going to start screaming soon.
"But I am touching you, dear." Hyeonjoon smiles as he continues the trail of kisses on Wooje's legs, moving further down to one of his calves and then all the way to his foot, leaving a kiss on every toe, feeling omega's body trembling in response to alpha's lips feathering the oversensitive skin.
"P-please..." Wooje calls out again, his voice a broken cry. "Please, H-hyeonj-... Ah, Hyeonjoon... I need you... There..." Omega barely manages to form coherent words in between whines and moans. Hyeonjoon senses the last of his restrains disappear after this desperate plea from his omega. He rapidly moves up and bites on Wooje's thigh again, this time on the opposite side, marking his partner like his inner alpha commands him to.
"Look at you, my pretty little omega." Hyeonjoon moves back on his knees and observes his partner from head to toes. Wooje is reduced to a whining mess, his face filled with a mix of pleasure and begging, body blooming with red marks and bites alpha left on him, hands gripping on the sheets below in an attempt to keep himself grounded and not let the sensations completely overtake him. His neglected cock still completely untouched is leaking with precum, twitching the moment Hyeonjoon looks at it much to alpha's satisfaction. He knows how hungry he looks for the body below him. "Can't do anything without you alpha? Can't make yourself feel good without my help? Want me to devour you so bad, don't you?" Hyeonjoon smirks as he watches Wooje nod frantically, not able to utter anything more than a broken "Please..."
"I did say I'll give you anything." Hyeonjoon moves both of his hands under omega's back. "On your stomach."
Wooje whines in confusion and frustration as he obeys the command his alpha gives him and flips himself with the help of Hyeonjoon's hands, now lying on his chest. He gasps at the way the fabric stimulates his hardened nipples and starts moving back and forth to create a satisfying friction.
"Come here." Hyeonjoon commands as he grabs omega's hips and pulls them up, making him bend his back and lift his ass. Alpha pauses at the sight of drips of transparent liquid leaking down from the inside of his omega, staining the sheets below.
"Gosh, Wooje, you are so, so wet." He pats Wooje's round cheeks with the tips of his fingers before giving them a squeeze. "Damn, baby, you've leaked literally everywhere." Alpha points out, the new position of omega below him revealing more of the sheets completely soaked through. He inhales deeply, getting high at the suragy scent of his partner so strong it makes his ears ring.
"Hyeonjo-on..." Omega cries out again, his voice muffled with the pillows he hides his face in. "P-please, you promised..."
"I'm on it love, I swear." Hyeonjoon leans down to the point where Wooje could feel alpha's breath on his ass. "I'll make it worth your wait."
With that alpha presses a kiss on one of Wooje's cheek as he slightly moves the two of them apart. He sticks his tongue out and circles omega's rim squeezing around nothing, pleading for something to come inside. Omega lets out a high-pitched moan as he grabs the sheets even tighter, making his knuckles turn completely white. He jerks his ass up instinctively, leaning into the warm touch.
Hyeonjoon's slowly pushes his tongue inside the trembling omega, rolling his eyes back in pleasure as he feels the wet tightness around himself. He senses his own arousal becoming almost painful, his dick still being trapped inside his pants, but alpha brushes it off the best he can to focus on the task at hand, or rather, at his face. He moves his tongue inside Wooje, licking the wet walls around it and feeling slick dripping down his throat, chin, neck, everywhere. Alpha purrs at the feeling, sending the vibration inside his omega, getting an especially loud moan out of him in return.
"Ah, alpha! Feels so good! Please, more! More!" Wooje practically screams out, leaning back so he can get alpha's tongue to go deeper inside his hole. He cries disappointingly as Hyeonjoon stops the movements and pulls out, pressing his forehead against omega's hip.
"Gosh, Wooje, you're suffocating me..." He swallows in an attempt to get some of the liquid in his mouth go to down his throat. "I love it."
"Hyeonjoon..." Wooje turns his head sideways and looks at his partner, slight worry in his eyes. Even though he can't fully register the current situation he is conscious enough to be concerned about his alpha.
"Don't worry about me, dear." Hyeonjoon calms his omega with a smile. "I'll make this good for you."
Alpha goes back to Wooje's hole and puts his tongue to work inside of it again. This time he also lifts one of his hands he kept on omega's waist and moves it up to Wooje' chest, moving the tips of his fingers around until he finds one of his nipples. He moves the bud around with one finger and then squeezes the hardened tip between two, rubbing it. Omega bends his back and cries out from the double stimulation sending waves of pure pleasure through his entire being, making him feel like he's in heaven, or maybe hell with how just how hot he feels, but it's the hell he's not willing to leave.
Hyeonjoon continues to circle around omega's hole and licking it diligently while his hand moves down from Wooje's chest to the lower part of his abdomen, wrapping around omega's dick, giving it the first touch of the night.
Hell. It is definitely hell Wooje finds himself in, because heavens could never know the bodily pleasure he's going through right now. Alpha feels his partner becoming impossibly tight around his tongue and hears his muffled screams of raw ecstasy. The combination makes Hyeonjoon's dick twitch and leak intensively, as he tenses to prevent himself from coming from just the knowledge of how good he makes his omega feel at this moment.
"H-hyeonjon, please, don't stop, I'm so close, I'm, I'm-"
Tears run down Wooje's face as the double sensation of alpha's tongue moving inside him and his thumb massaging omega's cock brings him over the edge, pulling him in the sweet release. His mind goes completely blank and he squeezed his eyes so hard he can see stars. Hyeonjoon is pretty sure he heard a sound of fabric being ripped.
It takes omega a good minute to regain the sense of his surroundings, and when he does he feels Hyeonjoon leaning above him, spraying kisses across his sweaty back while alpha's hands move around the oversensitive body in soothing circles, helping Wooje return back to reality.
"You did so good love, so good... It's okay, I'm right here..." Hyeonjoon whispers against Wooje's sensitive skin, patiently waiting for his partner to come down from his high. Alpha hisses and clenches his teeth when he bends lower, making his burning erection come in contact with omega's tighs trough the soft fabric of pyjama pants. Wooje gasps at the sensation and instinctively moves his ass back to strengthen the connection, making Hyeonjoon lose his mind.
Omega weakly lifts himself up and slowly turns around to lay on his back again, guided by Hyeonjoon's hands. He observes his alpha's face and feels something twitch inside his stomach. Hyeonjoon looks at him with so much appreciation and care, touching him so gently, knowing how oversensitive omega's entire body is right now. His alpha is so attentive, so patient. The entire time he was giving all of his attention to Wooje, making sure omega feels as good as possible while neglecting his own desire. Wooje could tell just how much his alpha was holding himself back. He didn't want him to.
"Hyeonjoon..." Omega whispers as he grabs alpha's shoulders and pulls him down in a kiss. Wooje senses his own taste and whines quietly, feeling alpha's tongue licking his mouth with similar motions he felt inside of himself earlier. He breaks the kiss and feels Hyeonjoon breathing rapidly, his entire body shivering, hands clutching the sheets on both sides of Wooje's head.
"Hyeonjoon, please... Want you in me..." Wooje pleads and runs his hands under alpha's shirt soaked with sweat and omega's slick. "Take it off..."
Alpha moves back, kneeling on the sheets and removes the article of clothing with one quick motion. Wooje can't contain a gasp of admiration as he observes his alpha's body from afar. Daily physical activity at his job and regular gym visits made his body resemble that of some Greek god: muscular arms that can hold omega like he weights nothing, strong chest, pronounced abs. Omega reaches for Hyeonjoon's back as the latter hovers over his body again and exhales in satisfaction as his hands trace contours of alpha's back muscles.
"Alright baby." Hyeonjoon kisses omega briefly. "Do I need to warm you up?"
Wooje shakes his head in a fast motion, spreading his hair all over the pillows below.
"N-no, just... Please just... Do it already... Need you..." He begs his alpha to act.
"Okay dear." Hyeonjoon moves back again to reach to the bedside cabinet, grabbing a condom laying on top with one hand and freeing himself from the pyjama pants, exhaling sharply as his dick finally gets released from the confinement. "Then-"
"No..!" Wooje interrupts as he sees alpha bringing the small package to his teeth to tear it open. "No, I don't wanna..." He whines and moves his hand up to catch Hyeonjoon's wrist.
"Baby." Alpha leans down to cup Wooje's cheek with his free hand, brushing his thumb over it to get omega's attention. "Baby, we have to..."
"No, don't wanna..." Wooje whines again. "Want you to breed me, alpha..."
Hyeonjoon sighs and still proceeds to tear the package open. He knows better than to listen to his omega when he's at the peak of his heat, thinking he has only one purpose at this moment.
"Hyeonjoon, please, please..." Omega catches both of Hyeonjoon's wrists, preventing him from rolling the condom over his length. "I want... I want us to have a child..."
Alpha looks up at his partner face, his eyes widen.
"Wooje..." He leans down to lock eye contact with his omega.
"I'm not saying that just because I'm in heat..." Wooje hugs alpha's shoulders again, his voice trembling. "I'm... I'm saying that because it's... It's true..."
Hyeonjoon presses a soft kiss against omega's forehead, feeling the salt taste of sweat on his lips.
"Wooje, dear..." He whispers, brushing his nose against omega's cheek. "I also want to have a child with you, but we haven't talked this trough." Heat and tormenting arousal move somewhere in the background as alpha's heart fills with concern. "I can't let you make this decision right now, please love, you have to understand..."
"I won't regret this." Wooje tries to reassure his partner, attempting to keep his voice steady. "Please, Hyeonjoon, I love you... You've said you'll give me anything I want tonight..."
Hyeonjoon feels his resistance break under omega's pleading. He always feels his heart ache when he has to deny Wooje, and right now is no exception.
"Please..." Wooje calls out one more time, begging with his entire being before alpha finally gives in.
"Alright." He tosses condom aside and spreads omega's legs, positioning himself between them. "Let's do it your way." He adds, feeling his inner alpha growl and take over again.
"Hyeonjoonie..." Wooje smiles happily but his expression changes as he feels the tip of alpha's cock touch the outside of his leaking hole. Omega throws his head back and shuts his eyes, lips parted, letting out small cries as his body trembles with anticipation.
Hyeonjoon leans down slightly, grabbing Wooje's waist as he begins to fill omega slowly. He groans and drops his head on Wooje's chest as he feels the tight warmness taking him deeper with each movement. The way omega accepts him, his soft and wet walls clutching around alpha's sensitive dick makes Hyeonjoon feel like he's on cloud nine, the world around him turning into a blank space as the only things he can feel is his partner's embrace both around his cock and shoulders, and the only sound he hears is Wooje's broken moans.
Once fully inside alpha freezes and throws his head back in ecstasy.
"God, it feels so fucking good to be inside you..." He whispers, unable to keep his voice steady due to an overflow of sensation. "You're so tight around me, taking me so good right now, you're incredible..."
Wooje whines at the words and feels his entire body shake with mix of pleasure and emotions. He tightens around alpha inside of him again, hips moving forward instinctively as he sesnes Hyeonjoon's dick deep inside, stretching omega just like he wanted this entire time.
"H-hyeonjoon... Move, p-please..." Omega begs in a broken voice, attempting to bring his hips up to create a friction between the bodies. Alpha hovers over his partner, placing both of his hands on the sides of Wooje's head and moves his abdomen back, slipping out of omega's hole almost entirely before slamming back in with full force, the sound of skin slapping against skin rings trough in the room.
"Yes!" Wooje exclaims as he arches his back, finally feeling himself getting properly handled by his alpha. He feels Hyeonjoon's dick twitch inside him after alpha hears the scream of pleasure and cries out loud at the overwhelming sensation.
Hyeonjoon exhales sharply as he feels how impossibly tight Wooje is around him and starts thrusting in omega's body in a fast but steady rhythm, making them both moan in unison as the pleasure of connection overtakes their yearning bodies.
Alpha purrs as he feels Wooje's nails digging in the skin of his back after one particularly hard thrust, pain mixing with pleasure, creating a boiling mix of emotions in Hyeonjoon's body. He opens his eyes as he feels one of Wooje's hands slipping down from his shoulder and watches as omega brings it down to touch himself, wrapping his fingers around his leaking dick and stroking in fast motions, trying to match the rhythm at which alpha was thrusting into his body.
"Let me..." Hyeonjoon shifts all of his weight on one hand, freeing the other and placing in over Wooje's, removing his fingers wrapped around omega's length and replacing them with his own. The movement causes alpha's entire body to move slightly, changing the angle at which his hips were slamming deep into omega. The way Wooje reacts makes Hyeonjoon think that he's going to come right at this moment, cause what he sees is so fucking hot.
Wooje arches his back at an angle that only leaves his head on the sheets, shuts his eyes and opens his lips in a soundless scream. The strength with which omega grips his shoulders and the way he clenches around him make Hyeonjoon realize he hit that spot. Without letting omega catch a break alpha resumes the movement of his hips at a new angle, now brushing over omega's prostate with each thrust, knocking all air out of his lungs.
Alpha forms a ring around Wooje's length with his thumb and index finger and starts stroking him slowly, movement on omega's dick contradicting with the fast pace of their bodies colliding against each other. The contrast only adds fuel to to already raging fire of pleasure inside Wooje's whole body. He tries to say something between gasps and moans but most of his speech is incoherent, with the only words Hyeonjoon could understand being "alpha" and "please". He knows what his omega is asking for. His fangs start aching.
Without stopping any of the movements his body produces to please omega below him Hyeonjoon moves his head to the side of Wooje's neck where the sweet smell is the strongest. He brushes his lips over the burning skin and feels omega grabbing a fistful of his hair, pulling him closer.
"Do it do it do it..." Wooje whispers frantically, his voice broken from screaming earlier.
Hyeonjoon groans and digs his teeth into omega's scent gland, his head spinning from the sweet intoxicating smell. He hears Wooje cry and feels his body shake stronger than before. Alpha attempts to move his mouth away but omega presses on his the back of his head, preventing him from doing so.
"Please... Don't stop..." Wooje pleads, his breathing quickening. "Please, Hyeonjoon, I'm so close..."
So Hyeonjoon doesn't stop. He licks the skin caught between his teeth, his hips thrusting hard inside omega, reaching the sweet spot every time while his hand stimulates Wooje's length, stopping at the top to tease the slit before moving all the way down to the base. The combination of the senses eventually becomes too much for omega to bear. He leaves shallow scratches on Hyeonjoon's back as he comes for the second time, his head ringing, vision blurry. Hyeonjoon lifts his head and watches as his omega loses himself in mind twisting pleasure, feeling warm liquid splashing on his hand, hips, stomach. The way omega's hole tightens around alpha's dick makes the latter moan as he feels his own climax getting close.
"Fucking hell Wooje..." Hyeonjoon whispers against omega's skin. "You're going to milk me dry..."
Omega whines as his nimb hands fall on the sheets, feeling himself being fucked past the oversensitive point.
"I love you. Fill me, alpha." He whispers quietly.
Hyeonjoon's dick twitches as he hears those words and he feels the orgasm hit him like a hot wave, crushing against his entire body. He burries his head in Wooje's neck and sees stars dancing before his shut eyes as he comes deep inside his omega. Both partners gasp as they feel a knot inflating at the base of alpha's lenght, locking their bodies together with a firm connection.
They remain frozen in one position for a while, both catching their breaths and going through last stages of their climaxes. After their bodies calm down slightly Hyeonjoon switched their position without breaking the connection, laying down on the sheets with his back and placing Wooje's body on top of his.
"Are you okay, dear?" Alpha asks quietly, massaging omega's scalp.
Wooje purrs and answers with a barely audible "yeah", closing his eyes and relaxing on top of his alpha.
"We have plan b pills, so don't worry." Hyeonjoon sighs, worried that now, when heat let omega out of its clutches for a while, he might regret his decision.
"I don't need them." Wooje answers firmly and looks up to lock eye contact with his alpha. "I want this child, Hyeonjoon."
"Me too, dear." Alpha reassures before his omega can get worried and start thinking god knows what to himself. "Just thought you might have changed your mind."
Wooje shakes his head and closes his eyes again, lulled by Hyeonjoon's steady breath.
"Then..." Alpha starts slowly, getting Wooje's attention again. "Will you marry me?"
Omega smiles softly and feels his heart skip a bit. He nods and repeats "yes" multiple times, making alpha laugh quietly.
"I have a ring for you already. I was waiting for the right moment. Though we could go somewhere on our next vacation to make it romantic. But I guess it doesn't get much more romantic than this."
Both men smile at the last words, pulling each other tighter in a mutual embrace.
"When are we going to have a wedding..?" Wooje asks half asleep.
"This weekend? We could just go through the vows and make it official and have a celebration later. What do you think?"
Omega doesn't relpy, having already drifted away in the world of dreams. Hyeonjoon feels his eyes shutting as well, and reaches for a discarded blanket, noticing the nest losing its formation, smiling as he imagines omega diligently fixing it up. He covers both of their bodies with the warm fabric. Their bed is a mess and their bodies are not in a much better state, covered in sperm and slick, sweaty and still connected but so, so happy. Hyeonjoon notices firts traces of the dawn breaking in the room trough the curtains so he knows it won't be long before he wakes up to clean them both. He closes his eyes and whispers.
"I love you. Both of you."