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Mark knew he was staring but he couldn't stop.
He may only be a few inches taller than Renjun, but he’s noticeably more broad and that is absolutely reflected in their clothes.
Mark’s now-obsession with Renjun wearing his clothes didn’t really take off until he and Donghyuck were officially moved into the Dream dorm. Sure Renjun had borrowed a jacket here or there before the move (and it was always adorable to see him drown in it), but they had lived separately for years so their wardrobes never really mixed.
The first time Mark had come home to Renjun wearing one of his sleep shirts, he almost passed out on the spot. Nothing could have prepared him for how the loose fit showed off his collarbones – or the way he blushed when he noticed Mark staring. But in Mark's defense it was hard not to stare, Renjun was the most beautiful omega in the world and the sight of him on a normal day was already breathtaking enough. Renjun just had this thing about him that made alphas and betas alike drawn to him.
Mark stepped into the living room where Renjun was curled up on the couch watching an old drama. He made sure that his scent wasn't suppressed so he wouldn't startle him and proceeded to wrap his arms around the omega's shoulders from behind.
"Hi baby," he said, nosing his way into the crook of Renjun's neck and placing a kiss on the first patch of skin he could reach.
"Hi hyung," Renjun replied softly, absentmindedly reaching a hand up to pet Mark's hair as he continued watching his drama.
For a minute Mark considered joining him and sitting quietly, or – god forbid – leaving the omega to enjoy the show on his own, but his inner alpha longed for attention just as much as Mark himself did. Renjun had seen this drama before anyway, Mark told himself.
Giving in, he rounded the couch and stood between it and the TV. Renjun looked up at him with a slight pout.
"Hyungg," he whined, grabbing the remote and pausing the show reluctantly. "What do you want?"
"I want time with my baby," Mark said, crouching in front of the couch. He raised a hand and cupped Renjun's cheek, rubbing his fingers along the omega's jawline and ear, unconsciously scenting him, which was completely unnecessary given the fact that Renjun was not only at home but also wearing Mark's clothes, but it was a habit of his that he had no intention of breaking. "I missed you."
"I see you everyday," Renjun said with a little smile. "How can you possibly miss me?"
"I always miss you when you’re not next to me," Mark teased, but he really did mean it. His hands moved to rest on Renjun's thighs and he squeezed gently. His thighs were always so soft, and even though he couldn’t feel skin directly at the moment, he thoroughly enjoyed himself anyway. Mark ran his hands up and down the omega’s thighs, squeezing whenever he felt like it and maintaining eye contact with a now blushing Renjun.
"Stop it," Renjun whined again, throwing the world's smallest (and cutest) punch at Mark's chest before trying to push him away. "And don't say shit like that."
"But it's the truth!" Mark laughed, pleased by Renjun's flustered reaction. He gave the omega's thighs one final squeeze before launching up from his previous position. He extended a hand towards Renjun. “Come on.”
“Huh? Where?” Renjun asked, but he reached out and grabbed Mark’s hand anyway.
“You’ll see,” Mark replied simply.
He pulled Renjun to his feet with one hand and grabbed the remote with the other, turning quickly to shut the TV off before throwing the remote back onto the couch carelessly. His hands wandered to Renjun’s waist as his eyes wandered to Renjun’s face. He was so, so pretty.
“You’re so cute,” Mark said sweetly, leaning in for a quick kiss.
Renjun sighed into the kiss and gave him an unimpressed look when he pulled back. Mark couldn’t help but laugh, so much more than endeared with the beautiful boy in front of him. He leaned in again for a longer kiss, pulling Renjun flush against him by the waist and nipping at his bottom lip. The omega’s arms found their way around Mark’s neck as he kissed back just as passionately. His hands wandered lower in response before settling on Renjun’s ass and squeezing. A surprised whine escaped his throat and he quickly buried his face into the alpha’s neck.
Giving into his impulses, Mark reached his hands down and gripped Renjun’s thighs, hoisting him up and into his arms.
“Mark!” he gasped, scent spiking in alarm and arms tightening around the alpha’s neck. Mark just chuckled and weaved his way through the dorm to his bedroom, holding a very flustered omega in his arms.
When they got to the bedroom, Mark laid Renjun down gently in the middle of the bed and crawled between his legs. He looked down at the boy between his arms and couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face when he saw Renjun’s pink cheeks and angry pout.
“You’re stupid,” Renjun grumbled, but Mark just laughed and leaned in.
Despite his words, Renjun met him in the middle again for a kiss. And then a second. And a third. Again and again until the pair had lost all sense of time. One of Renjun’s hands held onto the front of Mark’s sweatshirt and the other looped around his neck, both ensuring he stayed close. Mark kept one arm under himself so he wouldn’t crush the omega and ran the other up Renjun’s chest to his neck. He placed a warm hand along his nape and stroked his thumb up and down the column of Renjun’s throat mindlessly, too consumed by the other’s sweet taste to even notice his own actions.
“Renjun-ah,” Mark slurred into his mouth, practically drunk off of the omega's scent. “Junnie.”
Mark moved his attention to gently nosing around Renjun’s scent glands. He placed a few feather-light kisses before opening his mouth and latching onto the omega’s neck. Renjun whimpered, grasping onto the sleeves of the alpha’s sweater. It was cute how he tried to still himself, but it was even cuter how he couldn’t and ended up squirming anyway. Mark sucked harder, determined to leave a lasting mark, public image be damned.
When he smelt a familiar sweetness enter the air he immediately brought his hand down to touch the growing wetness. He pressed his middle finger firmly into the growing wet patch and Renjun gasped. With every passing moment Mark found it harder and harder to not just rip Renjun’s clothes off and take the omega immediately, but he finished off his mark with a few nips and kitten licks before pulling back to observe his work. In the middle of Renjun’s right scent gland was a big, blooming red splotch. It was rather impressive, if Mark did say so himself, and he felt his chest puff up a little.
He took in the sight of the omega beneath him, panting and flushed with his hair falling like a crown around his head as he stared up at him with star filled eyes. He looked so pretty, so pretty, and Mark was nothing if not weak for him. He leaned in again and sealed their lips together, slipping his tongue into Renjun’s mouth easily. He distracted the other with kisses as he took his pants off, Renjun wordlessly raising his hips to help. When Mark pulled back to take his own shirt off, Renjun moved to do the same.
“Wait,” Mark said and grabbed Renjun’s hands, holding them together against the omega’s chest. “Leave it on.”
Renjun looked up at him with confused eyes and Mark looked down at their hands.
“I… like when you wear my clothes,” he admitted sheepishly, unsure how much he wanted to let on. “...like a lot.”
He glanced up to see Renjun’s face in the silence that followed. His cheeks were rosy and his eyes were wide when they made eye contact.
“Oh,” Renjun breathed.
“Yeah,” Mark released Renjun’s hands.
“Ok, I’ll leave it,” he conceded, reaching out to take off Mark’s shirt instead.
Renjun lifted Mark’s shirt off delicately, eyes locked on the alpha as he took in each new inch of revealed skin. Once the shirt was off, Mark watched Renjun pause with the shirt in his hands before slowly bringing it up to his nose and taking a deep breath. The shirt must have been absolutely soaked in Mark’s scent after their heavy makeout session.
“I like wearing your clothes too,” Renjun admitted, just barely audible from behind the fabric. “I like smelling like you.”
Mark groaned, feeling like he was losing his mind.
He ripped his shirt from the omega’s grasp and threw it aside before diving in to claim his mouth once more. Renjun gasped into the kiss and Mark smelt a fresh wave of slick rush out into the room. He held Renjun’s chin in his hand as he tilted his head for the best angle and sucked on his tongue. He kissed him until he couldn’t breathe, and then as Renjun lay there gasping for air, Mark pushed his sleep shirt up and played with his nipples. He leaned down, licking and sucking at Renjun’s sensitive chest as the omega struggled to catch his breath between moans and whimpers. Renjun hands made their way into Mark’s hair as he held on for dear life.
When Mark was done with Renjun’s chest – for the time being at least – he untangled the omega’s hands from his hair and pressed them into the bed above his head.
“Stay,” he instructed, pulling back to take in the sight of Renjun lying exposed on his back, naked except for his cute white socks and Mark’s own shirt bunched up under his armpits. He was completely at the alpha’s mercy as he stared up at him with those dark eyes and flushed cheeks.
Mark started at the top, kissing each of Renjun’s wrists before trailing his lips down the omega’s right arm to his shoulder. His mark from earlier was darker and bruising. He pressed a kiss against it and watched as Renjun pressed his lips together to stifle a moan. He continued down Renjun’s chest to his stomach, running his hands along the flat plains and fantasizing.
He lowered his face farther and watched as Renjun’s cock twitched under his breath. Mark ran his thumb up the omega’s small penis and watched his whole body jerk in surprise. Moving a little lower, he pressed a finger against Renjun’s perineum and watched as more slick oozed out and joined the puddle forming on the bed. In hindsight he really should have put a towel down.
“Mark,” Renjun whined, squirming a little unconsciously. “Just get on with it.”
Mark chuckled at the omega. Everything he did was just too cute.
“Alright, alright,” he relented, scooping up some slick and coating his fingers. He pressed his middle finger in slowly and Renjun exhaled above him. He pumped his finger in and out a few times before adding a second. The stretch of two fingers made Renjun’s breath catch in his throat but he showed no signs of pain or discomfort. He scissored his fingers in an attempt to pull more sounds from the omega, whose moans were soft and breathy.
“More?”
Renjun just hummed and nodded his head, relaxing into the stretch. He smelled content, which pleased Mark’s alpha. He pressed a third finger in and began searching for that special spot that would make Renjun scream. When he found it, the sound he made was angelic.
Everything about him was just so pretty and perfect, and Mark was desperate to draw out every unique sound he could from Renjun’s lithe body. He added a fourth finger just to be safe, but at that point Renjun was practically begging for him to just get on with it already. He slipped his fingers out and Renjun whined instinctively at the loss.
"S’alright, baby, just give me a second," he said, using the puddling slick to coat his cock before lining himself up and placing a sweet kiss on the other’s forehead. He pushed in slowly and steadily as Renjun whined loudly, trembling in his arms from the stretch. The omega took deep breaths and nosed along Mark’s neck to distract himself.
"You okay?" Mark asked softly, finally bottoming out. Renjun nodded quickly but said nothing, too focused on breathing. Mark waited patiently as Renjun adjusted until he was given the go-ahead.
“Okay,” Renjun breathed.
“You sure?”
“Mark,” he scolded.
“Right. Ok,” he stammered, holding Renjun’s hips still as he pulled almost all the way out.
“Um, here we go,” he said dumbly, thrusting back in quickly before Renjun could say anything about his incredibly lame pillow talk. Renjun moaned high and loud from the force of it, flexing his fingers above his head in a desperate plea for something to cling to.
Mark built up a steady rhythm with his hips and Renjun’s moans turned whiny and breathless as he relaxed into it. He was so pretty like this, but Mark wanted more. He adjusted the angle of his hips while lifting the omega’s up to meet him. He tried a few different angles until he struck gold and Renjun cried out.
“Mark!” he gasped, unable to stop himself from wrapping his arms around the alpha this time. He held on for dear life as Mark pounded into him with no respite, drawing out moan after moan. Mark pulled his hips closer, dragging the omega’s back down the bed and lifting his hips higher into the air as he kept his pace.
Mark leaned in closer to nose around Renjun’s neck, practically folding the other in half as he paid special attention to the mark he left earlier.
There was just something about leaving a visible brand that satisfied him to his core. Renjun, ever the desirable omega, was theirs. He belonged to DREAM, and he belonged to Mark.
He pressed his nose in further and inhaled deeper. He felt high on the other’s scent.
Overtaken by instinct, Mark’s jaw fell open and he bit down into the omega’s neck. He didn't mean to break skin, or maybe he did, he didn’t really know. But either way, the sharp taste of blood was unmistakable. Renjun’s scent spiked and he let out a cry unlike anything Mark had ever heard from him before, coming all over their chests.
When Mark pulled back to see the omega’s face he was met with rosy cheeks and glassy eyes. Although Renjun met his gaze, it was clear that he wasn’t fully there anymore.
“Oh shit,” Mark whispered, snapping back to reality. He lowered them back onto the bed fully, hard cock still sheathed inside the dazed omega.
For a few moments he stayed perfectly still, watching as Renjun blinked up at him slowly with big, pleading eyes. He looked confused as to why they had stopped, but willing to wait for Mark.
His eyes looked like they held entire galaxies of stars within them, and his hair stuck to his forehead in cute little curls. He was so beautiful Mark could barely bring himself to look away, but he’d never actually put anyone into headspace before and was feeling a little bit panicked about being with Renjun on his own. Not to mention that he bit down harder than he should have and Renjun was bleeding.
He tried to shift back, but Renjun only whined and tightened his arms around Mark’s neck, pulling the other back in against his neck.
“Hey, hey, baby, it’s okay. I just need to go grab someone and I’ll come right back, okay?” he explained, trying to pull Renjun’s arms off from around his neck, but Renjun just whined louder and held on tighter. His strength was honestly impressive given his size. “I promise I’ll be right back, baby, please.”
When Mark managed to pry one of Renjun’s arms off of him, the omega let out the most distressed cry he had ever heard from his pack and immediately locked his legs around the alpha’s hips. His scent soured and Mark stared at him in shock as the omega's glassy eyes watered over, fat tears rolling down his cheeks. He let go of Renjun’s arm and it immediately found its way back around his neck.
"Oh my god, Renjun, I'm so sorry! I-I won't leave, I promise," Mark comforted, wiping away Renjun's tears and cuddling in closer for comfort. He rubbed his hands all over the other’s body and peppered kisses along every inch of skin he could reach without disturbing their position. He barely had time to wonder how he was supposed to get anyone else's help before Chenle came bursting into the room with Jisung hot on his heels.
"What happened?" Chenle asked urgently, taking in the sight before him. At the sound of his voice, Renjun's head flopped over to face the door and his glassy eyes blinked up at the pair.
"W-well I was just- you know…” Mark stammered like he was caught doing something he shouldn’t have (which he supposed he sort of had been?) but Chenle just ignored him and made his way over to the distressed omega. As soon as the beta reached the side of the bed he gasped and dropped to his knees.
“Oh my god, he’s bleeding!” Chenle exclaimed, head whipping between Mark and the patch of blood on the bedding. He reached out to assess the source of the blood and Renjun whimpered as his fingers brushed against the fresh wound. “Did you bite him??”
“I’m sorry, I really don’t know what came over me!” Mark apologized, feeling even more panicked because of Chenle's reaction. Renjun whined underneath him, sensing the others’ distress.
Chenle turned towards the youngest at the door, “Jisung, can you go grab a wet towel? One that nobody will care if we get blood on, preferably?”
“Right,” Jisung nodded and disappeared down the hallway.
Chenle turned his attention to Renjun, reaching out to pet the omega’s hair softly and releasing calming pheromones into the room. “Gege?”
The omega met his gaze and blinked lazily.
“I think he’s in omegaspace,” Mark explained nervously, watching for Chenle’s reaction. Immediately some of the tension in his shoulders dissipated.
“That’s a relief at least,” Chenle sighed, ruffling Renjun’s bangs. The omega pushed his hand away with a whine and Chenle smiled.
“Huh?”
“I’m assuming the bite set him off,” Chenle prodded. “Is your rut coming early or something?”
“I don’t think so, I just… You know…”
“I really don’t,” he tried to joke. “I have no idea how an alpha hindbrain works.”
Mark sighed and looked down at Renjun, avoiding Chenle's eyes.
"I really love all of you guys. Like, so much. But there's just something about Renjun that makes my alpha hard to control," Mark said as he ran his fingers along the omega's face, tucking a stray hair behind his ear. Renjun just tilted his head curiously in response. "He doesn't even have to do anything and I just get these overwhelming urges, I can hardly hold myself back."
“Yeah, because he’s the only omega," Chenle said as if it explained everything going on in his brain.
"I guess. Normally I'm pretty good with holding it back, but I guess I fucked up this time, huh?"
Chenle petted the back of Mark's head.
"You didn't fuck up, Renjun will be fine. And it's okay to listen to your instincts sometimes, you know?"
"I know, I'm just scared of hurting him… like I just did."
"Like I just said: Renjun will be fine. I doubt he can't even feel the pain in his headspace,” Chenle went back to petting the omega’s hair. “The bite will close up by the time he comes to anyway, so stop worrying."
Mark continued to run his fingers along Renjun's soft face, taking in the gentle beauty of the omega beneath him. He looked so delicate, like glass or porcelain, one drop away from shattering. But he wasn't fragile, he could handle a little roughhousing. He asked for it most of the time, insisting he could take it.
“Hyung, have you ever induced an omegaspace – in anyone – before?”
Mark shook his head, bangs covering his eyes, and Chenle hummed thoughtfully.
“Did you try to leave the bed?”
“How did you know?” Mark gasped, glancing back up at Chenle. Chenle cooed, reaching out to pinch the other’s cheek.
“I’ve induced Junnie’s headspace enough to know what he’s like in it, and being alone is the number one thing that stresses him out.”
“That makes sense,” Mark hummed, looking back at the omega and getting lost in his sparkling eyes for a moment. “Wait– how did you induce an omegaspace?”
Chenle smiled smugly.
“Omegaspace is about submission. I don't need to be an alpha to make him submit," he said idly, watching Mark’s shy expression.
“Oh…"
Jisung returned with a towel and first aid kit, glancing nervously at Mark before approaching the other side of the bed to tend to Renjun's wound.
"What happened?" he asked softly.
"Mark’s never induced an omegaspace before," Chenle replied, immediately selling Mark out.
Jisung looked at Mark in surprise as he held the towel to Renjun's neck. Renjun squirmed a little and Jisung reached out his other hand to pet the omega's head without looking away from Mark.
"Wait, seriously?" Jisung asked genuinely. "I guess that makes sense, since you weren't in the group for most of our presentations."
“So is this, like, normal for you guys?” Mark asked, looking between their youngests, seeming perfectly at ease with Renjun like this.
“I guess? We normally talk about it first before anyone goes under, but I suppose it’s not abnormal for us?” Jisung explained.
“Yeah, especially if it’s been a long day,” Chenle added. “Sometimes Renjun-hyung will ask one of us to induce it just so he can relax. It’s good for relieving muscle aches and speeding up the natural healing process.”
“Really?” Mark's eyes widened and he looked down at the drowsy omega under him. “That’s so cool.”
“Here, look,” Jisung prompted, showing Mark the freshly cleaned bite that was already starting to stitch itself back up.
“Woah.”
Mark ran his fingers along Renjun’s cheek, smiling when the omega nuzzled into his hand instinctively.
"How long is he under for?" Mark asked.
"Depends. My guess would be about half an hour, but you never really know."
"Do I need to do anything?"
"Nope, just stay with him and he'll come to eventually."
“...should I pull out?” Mark asked awkwardly.
“Definitely not,” Chenle answered firmly. “Just stay as you are.”
Mark nodded seriously.
"Thank you Lele, I really appreciate it,” Mark said sincerely. “And you too, Jisungie.”
Jisung smiled at him as he placed a blanket over the pair to keep them warm while they waited. He smelled totally at ease, and it put Mark at ease too.
~
Mark had almost drifted off in the crook of Renjun’s neck when he felt the omega begin to stir. Mark pushed himself up onto his forearms and watched as the omega rubbed his eyes and blinked the headspace away as if he was waking up from a nap. He didn’t risk pulling out even though he was almost entirely soft at this point.
“Hey,” Mark whispered. “How’re you feeling?”
“Tired,” he mumbled. “What happened?”
Mark felt his face flush and he averted his eyes down to the – honestly massive – bruise on Renjun’s neck. The wound had closed over but the mark was very much still there. Renjun brought a hand up to his neck in confusion and flinched when his fingers made contact with the bruise.
“Ow, what the heck?” he said in confusion. “Did- did you bite me?”
“I’m so sorry,” Mark said seriously. “I really didn’t mean to break skin or put you into headspace-”
“I went into headspace?” Renjun looked slightly horrified and covered his eyes with both hands. “God, that’s embarrassing. I didn’t do anything weird, did I?”
“What?” Mark was genuinely taken aback by Renjun’s reaction. “No, I don’t know, you just wouldn’t let me leave but that’s not important. Aren’t you mad at me?”
“No, not really?” Renjun said dismissively, tilting his head to the side. “Should I be?”
“I put you into headspace without asking,” Mark stressed. “And I bit you.”
“What? Mark, I don’t care that you bit me or put me into a headspace, shit happens. It’s seriously fine,” Renjun said. “I’m just… embarrassed.”
“Embarrassed of what?” Mark asked innocently, trying to meet his eyes.
“I don’t know… I don’t have any control of my actions in headspace and then I get all clingy,” Renjun turned away so he didn’t see the other’s reaction. “It’s just embarrassing.”
“I like when you’re clingy,” Mark told him. “God knows the rest of us are.”
“But I’m not normally, so it’s different.”
“It doesn’t have to be,” he placed a hand on Renjun’s cheek and turned the omega’s face to meet him properly. “A wise man once told me ‘it's okay to listen to your instincts sometimes, you know?’”
Renjun snorted, “Chenle is a wise man?”
“How did you know I was quoting him??”
“Because it sounds exactly like something he’d say to you,” he grinned.
“Damn,” Mark paused. “Do we spend too much time together? Actually, never mind. I don't care.”
He leaned down and kissed the omega beneath him, brushing those thoughts aside. There was no such thing as too much time together when it came to them.