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“Hello?” Kim Taehyung called out towards the door that he was left in front of by some weird person he had assumed to be a senior of the university he was going to attend for the next four years. Taehyung had been exceptionally excited to finally start university, especially at the one his older brother was attending, one that he had heard of all the stories and he could finally study in it! The fact that he had gotten lost did not put out his excitement, though Taehyung insists that he only got lost because he was too excited, and not because he did not have a guide around the large campus since his older brother was occupied with something and could not help him.
The senior, however, was weird - though he might have mentioned it earlier. The expression that the senior had once he mentioned his dorm room number, a complete contrast as to the one that he had when he first saw a clueless Taehyung, which seemed like the senior was looking at him as if he was some fresh meat to a predator.
Well, technically he was one. Kim Taehyung was an omega. But the eccentric senior could not have known that since he was still on suppressants which would have masked all of his scents and so no one would have been able to smell him or know what he was.
The boy shrugged helplessly. The senior was weird after all, despite Taehyung being absolutely grateful to the former for helping move his things and guide him through the unexpectedly huge campus. Besides the chances resent of seeing that weird senior once more in the campus population of a few thousand was probably low, especially since that senior was majoring in engineering, while Taehyung himself was majoring in Theatre and Musical Studies - a complete opposite.
Taehyung switched his attention towards the large number plates that were probably glued onto the door of the dorm room. The plates formed ‘613’, and the room was found right in the corner of the sixth level, to which Taehyung had hoped was a slightly larger room due to its location since he had quite a number of things with him and he did not know if his roommate would be alright with his items taking up the space if space was limited.
Thinking of his roommate that he was going to meet, Taehyung really hoped that the former would be nice and understanding, the boy had his fair share of people he met mistreating and disrespecting him for his biology ever since he had presented at fifteen. That was one reason why Taehyung was exceptionally particular about his suppressants so that he could continue doing whatever he wanted without facing any discrimination.
The boy braced himself, taking a deep breath as his right arm moved to knock on the wooden door in front of him. But before his fist could touch the wooden surface of the door, a hand had appeared on his left shoulder, taking the poor boy by surprise as he jumped in fear. Taehyung quickly turned his head towards the hand, only to be greeted by a bright and almost blinding smile.
“Hi!” The owner of the smile, and the hand, sounded almost too cheery for Taehyung’s standards, which was pretty high considering that it was coming from Taehyung himself. Taehyung bowed his head slightly, a habit obtained from his extremely etiquette dedicated high school, throwing out a timid ‘hello’ in response to the newcomer. All sorts of thoughts passed through Taehyung’s head, though the most alarming one was if the newcomer was his roommate. The newcomer with a smile too dazzling continued the conversation, “Is this your room?”
Taehyung nodded his head once more, wanting to speak but was hastily cut off by the newcomer who continued on. “Really? Wow… You’re cute…” He chuckled as Taehyung felt a rush of blood to his cheeks, “Nice to meet you, my name is Jung Hoseok. I am in my third year as a Dance major, and is unfortunately not your roommate, but you’ll see plenty of me here since I live next door and has one of the world’s most unfortunate title of being your roommate’s best friend. And just call me hyung! I hate it when people I’d like to talk to be distant alright? Now, where did you come from?”
Hoseok was friendly, that was the one thing that Taehyung could confirm as of now. Taehyung relaxed slightly, becoming more comfortable as a faint musky scent trailed over from the former. It was quite clear that Hoseok was a beta with his scent and the aura he was exuding. Taehyung quickly answered that he was from Daegu as Hoseok gestured for him to open and enter the dorm room, the latter helping to pick up some loose bags that were found around Taehyung’s feet.
The two swiftly moved into the room, to which Taehyung was partly amazed at the size and layout of the room that seemed like an apartment with a small kitchen area, two separate rooms and a humbly sized living room. The dorm room, or apartment, since the space seemed of be more of the latter, was decorated simply with no extra things hanging around, and monochrome themed furniture from the sofa to the ridiculously sized but adorable round dining table that Taehyung thinks could only fit 2 people at most. He blinked, taking up the looks of his dorm for the next four years, before noticing that Hoseok, his hands filled with Taehyung’s stuff, was walking towards one of the room, the one on the left.
The older turned around, “Oh my, Yoongi - your roommate, is also from Daegu! This is fate! Well,” Hoseok jerked his head towards the room, “this would be your room. Don’t enter the other without permission unless you’d want to die headless. Also, the toilet can only be accessed from the rooms and is shared between the two rooms. I-”
The older boy was cut off with a ringing from his phone, as he gestured to Taehyung about taking the call outside of his room, leaving Taehyung on his own in his new room. Taehyung looked around, somewhat satisfied at the lack of furniture in the room that only had quite a large mattress and bed frame. It only meant that Taehyung had free realms to fill the room with whatever he wanted, though that definitely came with the need to visit a furniture shop, maybe Ikea since there was one twenty minutes away from the campus.
The boy thanked himself silently, for looking up all the possible places that he would need to visit once he had reached the campus the day before. Quickly planning and thinking of what he needed to get to achieve the ideal room he had in mind, Taehyung found a notepad and quickly jolted down whatever that had came to mind.
When he was done, Taehyung took a step back to confirm that he had written down everything that he needed, and before he could turn around, the door to his room opened, revealing Hoseok and a stranger behind him. The stranger seemed to have a fixed scowl on his face, his skin almost as white as snow and was slightly shorter than Taehyung was, but the strong pheromones he was giving off screamed ‘alpha’ to Taehyung.
Hoseok moved forward, the smile still on his face, “Taehyung!! Meet your roommate! This is Min Yoongi, a third year student majoring in Music and Audio Producing. Yoongi, this is Taehyung that I’ve told you about just now! Well then, I’ll leave you two to bond while I have some things to attend to, so I’ll see you around Taehyung!”
And off the boy went, leaving Taehyung and the stranger, who he now knew was Yoongi, to stare at each other without any of them initiating conversation. Yoongi’s eyes were somewhat similar to a mirage that Taehyung wanted to be immersed in - wait, what was Taehyung thinking about?! He had just met Yoongi and barely knew the latter, it was wrong to think of the latter in anyway apart from being the roommate he needed to share his dorm with for the next two years.
Taehyung blinked, having finally processed his thoughts and gave an awkward smile directed at Yoongi, his box smile a little stiff as he quickly greeted the older and introduced himself, “H-hello! I’m Taehyung but you probably already know that from Hoseok hyung. I’m majoring in Theatre and Musical Studies! I heard that it’s pretty tough but I’d like to think that I can do it, you know? Since I love being on stage and my best friend tends to comment that I’m too dramatic for my own good.. Oh right! Are you free, Yoongi-ssi? I need to go get some furniture for my room, it’s quite empty and I need to unpack my things but I’m not sure if I can carry everything back myself since I’m pretty weak and Yoongi-ssi is an alpha so you must be stronger than me. If you’re busy, it’s fine! I think I’ll figure something out myself by the time I get everything I need and..”
“You talk too much.” Yoongi finally spoke, his low, raspy voice cutting the rambling boy as an annoyed edge appeared in his almost black orbs. Taehyung jumped, shutting up immediately as his body straightened unconsciously at the almost non-existent threat laced in the older’s words. Yoongi continued staring at Taehyung’s face, “How do you know that I’m an alpha?”
“I-,” Taehyung blinked, looking down as he hesitated on telling his biology to the older in fear of judgement from the latter. “Your pheromones are quite strong, Yoongi-ssi.”
Yoongi’s eagle-like eyes squinted at Taehyung, causing the younger to squeak and straighten himself once more. Silence returned to the room, with Taehyung too afraid to relax his body under Yoongi’s sharp gaze on him, not to mention the sudden spike of alpha pheromones in the room, which were starting to make Taehyung feel weird due to the intensity of the said pheromones.
Taehyung became more tensed, doing everything he can with his mind to prevent himself from getting into a difficult situation with someone he had just met. But of course, what went on in his mind was not enough as the omega started to feel some slick discharging from a place where he would rather not mention. Before the fluid could begin to run down his thighs, the pheromones seemed to disappear from the room and Taehyung let out a soft sigh, not noting the slight sparkle in Yoongi’s eyes and the barely noticeable upward twitch on the older’s lips that disappeared as fast as they had appeared.
“Hyung.”
“Eh?” Taehyung had thought that they would remain in that situation for the rest of the time they were standing in the same position, and was undoubtedly surprised when the alpha suddenly threw a word out. Yoongi locked eyes with the omega, his thin lips moving, “Call me hyung. And I thought that you needed to head to get some furniture?”
“Y-yes?”
“Let’s go. Before the sun sets, omega.”
“E-eh?!”