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In hindsight, it should have been obvious.
When his co-worker slash fuck buddy had suggested to set him up for a blind date at a nice café, Seungcheol should have immediately realised it would be the lovely smelling omega his co-worker roomed with.
He had never met him before, yet as he sat down in front of the beautiful man, the smell alone made it feel like he already intimately knew the omega.
The soothing lavender always clung to Hong Joshua like a second skin, to various degrees of intensity, but always there. Having a casual friends with benefits with said man meant Seungcheol had been up and personal with Joshua’s body, had inhaled the mix of mint and lavender on many occasions.
Due to the smell being so familiar it felt like a reunion rather than a first meeting.
The flicker in the omega’s eyes told Seungcheol he thought the same.
“I should have known,” the omega’s voice was light, a little airy, with a natural cuteness to it. “Of course Shua would set me up with the guy he is fucking.” Amusement was clear on his face, lips tugging into a gentle smile.
“I was thinking the same thing,” Seungcheol was grinning widely. “It’s nice to meet the man whose scent I smell everyday.”
“Likewise. You are Seungcheol, right? Joshua’s cubicle mate?”
“Yeah. And you’re his room-mate and, I quote, his ‘returning headache’ Jeonghan, right?”
The pretty man laughed. “That would be me.” He leaned closer, eyes shining. “Guess we already have something in common, huh. We’ve both tasted Joshua’s dick.”
Seungcheol burst into laughter, finding it funnier than he should. Some tables next to them gave them looks at his loudness, but it didn’t matter when the pretty omega in front of him smiled even wider.
As his laugh died down, he wanted to say something but was interrupted by the alarm of the pager. Jeonghan quickly jumped up and grabbed it, returning moments later with two cups.
“Shua told me what to get you, I hope he was right? Caramel macchiato right?” He placed a white cup carefully down in front of Seungcheol.
“Yeah.” He always got them on days he felt like indulging and today had been one of those days.
“So, Seungcheol,” Jeonghan was sitting again, looking fluffy in an oversized yellow sweater. “Tell me about yourself.”
It was pleasant, like talking to a friend you hadn’t met in a while and had a budding crush on.
Yoon Jeonghan was absolutely gorgeous.
Of course Seungcheol was instantly smitten, already excited for their upcoming movie date next week. They parted outside of the coffee shop with shy gazes and a single sweet kiss on the cheek.
Arriving back home, Seungcheol was still buzzing with excitement and warmth and he definitely sounded sickeningly cheery as he picked up his ringing phone.
“Hey, Josh!”
“How was the date?” Direct and to the point, typical Joshua.
“It was nice! I didn’t even consider it would be your best friend until I smelled him.”
“Well,” he could practically hear the smirk. “His scent is why I decided to set you up,” he admitted.
Seungcheol felt his cheeks heat up. A few weeks back, while he had strong thighs around his waist and his dick sliding against dick, Seungcheol had groaned and talked about how lovely the mint and lavender mix was, his nose pushed against the scent glands.
Of course Joshua had noticed, even if it had been mostly incoherent babbling.
Seungcheol must have been silent longer than he thought while fighting the embarrassment and Joshua seemed to interpret it to something else.
“You know, someone’s scent and their personality is different, if Jeonghan isn’t someone you could see yourself falling for, that’s fine. I know he can be difficult to like.”
“Difficult? In what way? Like, how he says nonsensical things sometimes?"
“Yeah he can be puzzling," Joshua murmured softly.
“I find it cute,” Seungcheol had been endeared by the way the omega used made up sayings and words, eyes crinkling up whenever Seungcheol looked confused.
“So, he’s someone you could see yourself having a future with?” Joshua asked quickly. “I mean I know it’s too soon to tell, but- He’s been broken many times before, he- It’s my fault, because my smell is always on him and the alphas and betas he has dated haven’t been able to handle it even if Jeonghan and I stopped all sexual activities as soon as he was in a relationship and-“
“Joshua,” Seungcheol spoke softly. “Breathe.” His always composed friend was never one to rant, never one to sound so insecure. The guilt must have been weighing on him for long. “I told you, didn’t I? I like your scents mixing.”
Jeonghan was a long cry from the type of omega society encouraged. Him living with an unmated alpha was already a huge taboo, but also his varying sex life.
Old fashioned, but omegas were expected to be pure upon mating.
Well, it was becoming less common honestly, but Jeonghan’s easy nature to casual sex was still heavily frowned upon.
It didn’t bother Seungcheol. Jeonghan could have spread his legs for the whole country’s population but it wouldn’t change his sparkling eyes and the cute flush on his cheeks when Seungcheol had complimented him.
“I like him, Josh,” Seungcheol finally answered. “I’m excited for our second date.”
“Good. Great,” Joshua sounded like himself again. “What’s the plan?”
“A movie at my place.”
“Your place, huh?” One could practically hear the smile in his voice.
“I’m not gonna fuck him.”
“Why not? Jeonghan isn’t a prude.”
“Maybe not, but I want to be a little romantic.”
“Pfft, sex can be romantic. Spear him on your big knot, he’ll love it.”
“Joshua!” Seungcheol sputtered, nearly choking on his own spit.
“Hey, I’m just giving you advice! Jeonghan gets all pliant and mushy and sweet after a good fucking.”
“You’re annoying, Hong Joshua.”
“Baby, you haven’t experienced annoying until you’ve been in the same room as me and Jeonghan.”
Seungcheol didn’t doubt it, yet the idea of it made him smile.
-
Honestly, they should stop.
Not because Seungcheol was going on a date tomorrow, but because this was their work place and if anyone caught the two alphas making out and jerking each other off in the janitor closet they would definitely get in trouble.
But Seungcheol couldn’t say no to Joshua. He had let the other alpha push him into an open janitor closet, didn’t protest as soft lips mouthed at his jaw and a hand pushed down his pants.
He did nothing but gasp and moan, leaning against the wall and letting Joshua jerk their cocks together with his big hand.
“Fuck! Josh!”
“I’m close too,” Joshua groaned, letting his head fall against Seungcheol’s shoulder.
The mint and lavender mix was extra strong today, meaning either Jeonghan had scented him before work or they had spent a night together.
His dick twitched at the thought of the room-mates locked in a ravenous kiss, Joshua fucking into Jeonghan’s wetness.
“I’m-“
Seungcheol moaned, spilling into the palm rubbing along his cock. Something wet hit him too and judging by Joshua soft moan he had come as well.
“Well fuck,” Seungcheol breathed out. “How do I hide this scent?” Most people wouldn’t think too much of alpha scents clinging, as most never expected alphas to be sexually active together, but still-
“You think so little of me, Cheol,” Joshua pulled out a few things from his jacket pocket: wet wipes and a small perfume bottle.
“Thanks,” Seungcheol accepted a few wipes and grimaced as he cleaned his soft and wet dick. “You think the perfume will work?”
“It’s strong enough for Jeonghan to get annoyed and claim it clogs my scent.”
“Oh." Seungcheol tucked himself back in his pants and leaned closer to Joshua, inhaling sharply. “You still mostly smell of Jeonghan. I don’t think you need it.” His own apple scent could only barely be smelled under the mint and lavender mix.
“Figured.” Joshua rolled his eyes. “He kept clinging onto me all night and all morning.”
Seungcheol blinked. “You don’t like cuddling?”
“I like cuddling a normal amount. Don’t tell me you’re clingy too?”
“Some exes told me I was handsy and physically clingy, I guess," Seungcheol couldn't stop the heat growing on his cheeks.
“Then the two of you are perfect for each other. Here.” He aimed the perfume at Seungcheol and pressed it twice.
Woodsy. It was a nice smell. Gentle.
“Okay, let’s go.”
They both froze when they came eye to eye with a co-worker as soon as they opened the closet door.
The beta grimaced as the smell hit him. “Jesus, it reeks of alpha pheromones. Did you guys have a fight?”
“Seungcheol made the mistake of saying something about my omega,” Joshua quickly said, lying easily. “So we had a private talk.”
“Never compliment an omega’s scent to his alpha,” Seungcheol added with a sheepish smile.
The beta bought it up. “Alphas,” he shook his head. “Glad you talked it out, alpha brawls are so messy.”
They both breathed out in relief when he left.
“Look at us being problematic and enforcing alpha stereotypes,” Joshua spoke in a whisper, lips twitching with amusement.
“It’s better than anyone finding out we got horny and jacked off during work hours. I need this job."
"Yeah, me too."
-
Jeonghan arrived at his apartment with a sweet smile and in comfortable clothing.
The movie had already been decided, the two texting the day before until they settled on a romcom they both had seen before.
It didn’t matter, honestly. It was there as pleasant background noise while they talked and bonded.
“You can scent me, you know.”
“Huh?” Seungcheol blinked in confusion; they had been in the middle of a nonsensical debate about having to always walk on four versus only being able to walk backwards.
“You keep leaning close, stealing small whiffs.”
Seungcheol’s cheeks burned. “Sorry.”
“Why are you sorry?” Jeonghan smiled kindly. “I just said you can scent me.”
They were on the couch, both of them turned to face each other, the television was long forgotten.
Seungcheol’s brain short-circuited as he imagined pressing his face into the slender neck.
“Actually,” Jeonghan spoke again. “Can I sit on your lap?”
“Uh- Sure,” Seungcheol suddenly felt parched.
Seconds later Jeonghan was straddling his lap, smiling kindly down at him and baring his neck. “Scent as much as you want.”
Grabbing the thin hips Seungcheol leaned forward and pressed his face into the scent glands.
The lavender smell was something he had experienced almost everyday for the past six months of being Joshua’s cubicle mate, but going directly to the source...
It was so good.
The mint being strong too only made it better.
Seungcheol kissed the neck gently, pushing his tongue out to taste the skin. “You smell so good.”
“Shua was right,” Jeonghan’s fingers were digging into broad shoulders. “You’re obsessed with our scents.”
Seungcheol hummed. “Did he scent you right before the date?” It would explain why the mint was so prominent. He inhaled deeply again, body shuddering in content.
“Yeah, he suggested it. I’ve never- Oh!” He pressed his body closer as Seungcheol nibbled on the unblemished skin. “Never met an alpha nor a beta who didn’t freak out when they scented an alpha on me.”
“It’s just Josh,” Seungcheol murmured, lifting his head, eyes on the tempting lips.
Jeonghan’s fingers twitched. “Can I kiss you, Seungcheol?”
“Of course.”
Unsurprisingly, Jeonghan tasted amazing. His silky lips felt good against his own and they complied so easily when Seungcheol wanted to deepen the kiss, pressing his tongue into the mouth.
Maybe it was too rough for a first kiss, but it felt right. Felt perfect with the way Jeonghan groaned into his mouth and pressed his lower half harder against him.
Seungcheol’s own fingers had slipped under the sweater, ghosting over bare skin and revelling in the way he made the other man shudder.
The two parted, breathing deeply and staring into each other’s eyes. Jeonghan dipped down, pressing their foreheads together, his breath fanning Seungcheol’s wet lips.
“Take me to bed, Cheollie.”
Cheollie.
His heart did a small thump, his stomach coiling pleasantly; despite only having known Jeonghan for a week, despite having originally wanting to take it slow, it just felt right to nod.
With a small laugh Jeonghan jumped off of his lap and held out a hand, which Seungcheol accepted readily.
“Show the way.”
He did, holding Jeonghan’s hand firmly as he pulled him to the small bedroom.
“Cozy,” Jeonghan noted, retracting his hand and hastily undressing.
Seungcheol, mesmerised, watched in silence as skin got revealed; unsurprisingly skinny body, but hints of lean muscles could be seen in the arms and on the flat stomach.
The legs-
Seungcheol might already be obsessed with the legs. Long, thin, but thighs meaty enough for him to grab and knead and nibble on, if he wished.
“Hey, get naked too, Seungcheol,” Jeonghan had stopped, hands on the waistband of his own briefs.
“Yeah,” Seungcheol inhaled deeply, a little flustered, and pulled his sweater off in a move he meant to loo cool, but his head got stuck for a few seconds as he flailed. It was worth it though, hearing the way Jeonghan giggled.
Finally free from the sweater, revealing his hard earned toned muscles (he wore no shirt underneath), Seungcheol hastily pushed down his pants and briefs too, a little eager (which Jeonghan noticed judging by the soft laugh).
Seungcheol finally lifted his gaze, seeing Jeonghan completely nude and holy hell was Yoon Jeonghan a work of art;
The body he had already admired, had already envisioned putting his mouth over every inch of skin, but also seeing what Jeonghan had between his legs.
Like Seungcheol, Jeonghan was already half hard, his cock (which was as pretty as the rest of him) was reddening and right under it was the cunt which already seemed to be leaking slick.
A squeak left Jeonghan as Seungcheol hoisted the other man up, long legs instantly wrapping around his waist, and pressed him down on the bed.
Blond hair perfectly contrasting the black sheets, cheeks flushed and eyes glazed.
“Hi,” Jeonghan breathed out, lips quirked into a soft smile.
They were chest to chest and Seungcheol easily stole a kiss, which he did. “Hey,” his hips twitched involuntarily, pressing his hard cock against Jeonghan’s crotch. “You’re beautiful.”
“So are you,” Jeonghan murmered, a hand playing with Seungcheol’s thick, black hair.
He smiled. “Tell me what you want.”
“Your mouth on me.”
“Easy,” Seungcheol stole another chaste kiss before slowly moving down the slender body, leaving a trail of kisses.
One against the defined jaw.
Against the neck, licking above the scent glands to pull out a small groan.
On top of an erect nipple, even opening his mouth to gently suck the nub for a few seconds, enjoying the way Jeonghan squirmed beneath him.
“Alpha, please.”
It satisfied a deep, primal part of him to hear the title from the pretty lips.
He was not to deny anyone asking so beautifully.
He groaned against the soft skin, his movement more hurried as he resumed his trip down the flat torso.
Within seconds he was tentatively licking the hard dick resting against Jeonghan’s lower stomach.
“Oh!” He bucked his hips, but Seungcheol hastily held him down by the thighs. “Please.”
“Of course.” He moved one hand from a soft thigh and wrapped it around the cock to hold it in an upright position. “Whatever you want.” He did not tease, just easily engulfed the length in his mouth. It was the perfect size, omega cocks were usually not big and it barely pushed into his throat when he sucked it all in; his gag reflex had long since been trained away when he realised how much he enjoyed sucking cock.
“Holy fuck,” Jeonghan’s hand in his hair tightened. “Oh!”
Seungcheol bobbed his head, keeping a slow pace while he pushed his free hand between the spread legs, two fingers gliding across the the hairs of the neatly trimmed pussy. Jeonghan’s thighs quivered and Seungcheol pressed the fingers between the wet folds, pleased at how much slick had already gathered.
“Cheol, it- Yes!”
He pushed the fingers into the hole, finding it already open for him, the slide easy. With a somewhat rough pace he scissored the pussy, fingers dragging along the soft walls and feeling as more and more slick pushed out due to the ministrations. Not once did he stop bobbing his head, although a little shallower, but focusing on teasing the tip and tasting the pre-come.
“Wait-“
The fingers in his hair tugged hard and the cock slid out of his mouth, fingers stilling.
Jeonghan looked sheepish. “Sorry, didn’t wanna come yet.”
“It wouldn’t have been a problem,” Seungcheol’s voice was a little thicker from having a cock partially down his throat.
“Yeah, well- I want your cock inside me now, so-“ Jeonghan blinked, lips curling into a faux innocent smile. “And you said ‘whatever I want’ so...”
Seungcheol moved, finally aware of the way his own cock was hard and throbbing, leaking.
Slender legs wrapped around his waist and Seungcheol grabbed his own dick, using his wet fingers to lubricate the hard length.
“Fuck, Shua was right, your dick really is huge,” Jeonghan licked his lips, eyes trained on the hand around the cock.
Seungcheol snorted as he carefully guided his cock between the wet folds, nudged the tip against the opening.
“You talk about me often?”
“Mhm, he loves talking about his office fuck buddy- Ah!”
Seungcheol had pushed inside, slowly at first but when it was evident Jeonghan was loose and horny enough he snapped his hips harshly, balls pressed against slick covered skin.
“Don’t you talk about me?” Jeonghan looked up, eyes inquisitive and lips swollen. His hands were bunched in the sheets.
“Not really, I only knew normal roomie stuff about you,” Seungcheol pulled out until the tip. “But ever since our first date he’s- Uh, spoken more freely about you.” He slammed inside, moaning as the velveteen walls squeezed his length.
“It’s because he trusts you now,” Jeonghan lifted his hands and placed them on Seungcheol’s broad shoulders. “He knows you don’t judge us. Judge me- Oh! Yes right there, alpha!”
Seungcheol had angled his hips slightly and got rewarded with a beautiful whimper. He picked up his pace, rammed into the heat with certainty.
“Are you - fuck - always this talkative?” A genuine question.
“Some of the- Ah! Some of the best conversations I’ve had has been while I get fucked open.” Jeonghan’s fingers were digging into skin, nails leaving dents.
The pain felt good.
“One time- God, Cheol you’re so big,” He groaned, closing his eyes and arching his slender neck. A beautiful sign of trust, baring his neck like that. “One time I had a discussion about words and how silly they are when you think about it. Who decided apple means apple and- Jesus, Seungcheol I’m not gonna be able to walk if you keep fucking me that harshly,” Jeonghan keened.
Seungcheol stilled, worry washing over him as he peered down at the flushed face. “Want me to be gentler?”
“No, I didn’t tell you to stop,” Jeonghan was a little out of breath. “As long as you’ll help me if I can’t walk.”
Seungcheol laughed and dipped down, indulging in a languid kiss. “God, you’re gorgeous.”
“Likewise,” Jeonghan tightened his legs. “Come on, move.”
Seungcheol laughed again and did as he was told, shallowly rutting into the wetness. “Are you okay with knotting or-“
“Yes! Please!”
“Okay.”
The eagerness from Jeonghan was so cute. This beautiful omega under him was so perfect. They had only known each other for a week yet Seungcheol was already head over heels.
Overwhelmed he fell down (gently), chest against chest as he rutted desperately, Jeonghan bucking his his hips along with his movements, simultaneously rubbing his own cock against Seungcheol’s soft stomach.
“Fuck,” he buried his face in the neck, high on the minty lavender. “I already can’t wait for our next date.”
A sharp inhale of breath. “You want another date?”
Normally such words would make cold travel down his spine, thinking he had misinterpreted a situation, but the happiness in his scent-
“Of course.” They had stopped moving, Seungcheol knowing they had to address this immediately. “Why wouldn’t I?”
Insecurity flickered behind Jeonghan’s hazel orbs, but his lips were pulled into a thin line. Defiant. “Most just want to get their dick wet.”
Seungcheol should feel insulted, arguments on the tip of his tongue, but he knew it wasn’t personal. Remembered the conversation with Joshua after their first date.
It was clear now.; the man under him, this beautiful perfect man, had had his heart shattered by empty promises countless of times.
“I would love to take you out on a third date, if you let me,” Seungcheol spoke softly and sweetly, like they hadn’t been in throes of passion mere seconds ago. “And a fourth. And a fifth. And so on.”
Wariness could be read in his eyes, like he couldn’t fully trust Seungcheol’s words. Like he had heard it all before.
Yet his eyes softened, his lips forming a small smile.
“I’d love to.”
“Perfect.” They kissed again, but this time it was softer, tender. Even a little careful, like a first kiss.
It made Seungcheol’s heart race.
Yet the tenderness was brief.
“Mm, now fuck me, Choi Seungcheol. Want your knot.” A cheeky expression had taken over, before it morphed into a pout. “Shua has refused to knot me for weeks, I need-“ His big eyes were begging and for a moment Seungcheol forgot how to breathe.
His knot swelled without permission, but he knew it was because it had heard the sweet request.
Being so close, sweaty skin on sweaty skin, Seungcheol could only chase his orgasm by shallowly thrusting, but judging by the sounds from Jeonghan he was close too.
With one final push, going as deep as he could with his knot, the walls tightened around him and something wet hit his stomach, Jeonghan moaning loudly. It pushed Seungcheol over the edge too and he came with an equally loud moan.
For a whole minute neither moved nor cared for the mess they had made.
But as reality came knocking, so did the awareness of sticky stomachs and wet sheets.
“God, we have to change the sheets,” Seungcheol mumbled as he carefully pulled out and saw slick and come drip down under Jeonghan.
“And shower.” Jeonghan looked absolutely fucked out. “But I don’t wanna move.”
“Let’s rest a few more minutes?”
“And clean dried cum from our skin? No.”
“Point taken.” With a sigh and slightly stiff back, Seungcheol got out of bed. “Let’s shower first.” He held out a hand, pulling Jeonghan out of bed with ease.
He was extremely light.
Showering had been quick, the two helping each other get slick and come off with gentle touches and giddy smiles.
Seungcheol was struck by how he would happily share a shower with Jeonghan every day, casually talking and washing up while stealing a few kisses here and there.
It was Seungcheol who had ended up changing the sheets after making the mistake of agreeing to rock, paper, scissors, despite having a vague memory of Joshua once telling him to never agree to Jeonghan’s bets.
“It’s okay if I stay the night, right?” Jeonghan stood by the bed, shuffling from one leg to another, wearing a big fluffy robe.
“I mean, I thought that was implied. Was hoping to cuddle?”
The lavender was sweetened by happiness.
“Okay,” Jeonghan jumped down on the bed after dropping the robes. “Cuddle me.”
Naked cuddling was one of Seungcheol’s favourite past times and it seemed Jeonghan was just as needy for post coital cuddles as him.
They were spooning, Seungcheol with his face buried in the neck; the smell was different now, his own apple scent joining the mix. It hadn’t pushed out the mint, which was a little surprising because usually one alpha scent would erase the other, but considering they lived together the mint must be a part of Jeonghan’s scent as much as the lavender.
Seungcheol was oddly happy about it.
Jeonghan was humming to some indie song, vaguely familiar, while he texted Joshua, telling him he was staying over.
“Shua says hi.”
“Tell him hi back,” Seungcheol felt drunk on heavy scent in his nose and the pheromones in the room. He felt Jeonghan move, probably placing the phone down and then he turned so they were face to face.
“Can I scent you?”
“I’ve knotted you, I don’t think you have to ask,” Seungcheol leaned closer, rubbing the tip of his nose against Jeonghan’s.
Then Jeonghan was the one nosing his scent glands, making his pulse quicken. Scenting was an intimate gesture, the neck being a vulnerable spot.
It felt good.
“Mm, you smell a little like him.”
“Huh?”
“Joshua. Must be due to yesterday’s hand job.”
“He told you about that?”
What strange pillow talk.
“I told you, he tells me everything,” Jeonghan lifted his head again, wearing a cat like grin.
A pang in his chest; he wanted to see Jeonghan beside him every evening and every morning.
Despite his mushy inner thoughts, Seungcheol remembered something else. Something he was curious about. “Why didn’t Joshua give you his knot, did you misbehave?”
Jeonghan blinked, gaze unreadable and eyes sharp, like he was trying to figure out something, but then his expression melted into a look of annoyance. “He’s just an asshole sometimes. Likes to torture me.”
“Are you sure you didn’t misbehave?” Seungcheol had noticed Joshua’s dominant tendencies, which meant the two of them, both alphas and dominant, shouldn’t work as fuck buddies, but it had. Because with Joshua, Seungcheol did not mind submitting.
Jeonghan gasped and looked scandalised. “I’m an angel, Cheol. I would never.”
“Well, you certainly are beautiful like one.”
Jeonghan made a whimpering sound, tips of his ears reddening rapidly.
“How are you getting this shy from a compliment when I’ve heard you talk about being dicked down with a straight face.” A horrid thought suddenly struck Seungcheol. “You’ve heard compliments like this before, right?”
“Of course!” Jeonghan’s cheeks remained just as red. “It’s just- The way you say it, it feels different to me. I can’t explain. Usually it’s partners telling that to me when we’re fucking, or there’s some possessiveness related to it. I mean my friends call me beautiful too, but friends don’t count, you know.”
“Possessiveness?” Seungcheol knew Jeonghan had had boyfriends before, knew it had ended in heart breaks; knew Joshua carried guilt about it.
“No offense, but alphas, and even betas, get weird about my promiscuous history or they get weird about Joshua, even if they at first say they’re okay about it,” he looked away as he talked, refusing to meet Seungcheol’s eyes. “It’s not as I cheat, you know. Me and Shua never do anything as soon as I’m in a relationship, I wouldn’t do that. But they don’t trust me, or they’re embarrassed about my past. Too embarrassed to introduce me to friends and family.” He finally looked up again, determination clear on his pretty face. “If we ever- If we get to all those dates, if we become exclusive, I promise I would never cheat.”
“I know.” Technically he didn’t, he had only known the man for a week, but there was a certainty in him, a conviction. “We’ll take things slow, yeah? Get to know each other well.”
“Yeah. Yeah, I’d like to take it slow. At least emotionally.”
Scarred. It was so easy to see it in his eyes. Hurt by this world.
Seungcheol’s heart ached.
“Then we’ll go on dates, get to know each other, and maybe one day be boyfriends. Until then,” Seungcheol held the omega close, inhaling his pleasant scent. “You can do whoever, but I want to ask of one thing.”
“What?” Jeonghan looked stoic and indifferent, but the twitch of his fingers against Seungcheol’s back betrayed his nervousness.
“If I have competition, please tell me? Random one night stands is fine, but if anyone is catching your attention-“
“Deal,” Jeonghan interjected, voice amused. “And likewise. But honestly, you don’t have to worry. Between my nurse job, my friends, Joshua, and now dates with you... I doubt I’d have the time.”
“Same,” Seungcheol chuckled. “It’s why I had to combine work and pleasure yesterday.”
“I still can’t believe you did that!” Jeonghan slapped Seungcheol on the shoulder. The previous tender and serious mood instantly broken. “Like, I know Joshua is a whore, but it feels like you have morals, you know. More proper, I guess.” He adopted a thoughtful look. “But then again, I’ve only known you for a week.”
“I mean, I usually wouldn’t, but Joshua can be convincing,” Seungcheol said and he heard Jeonghan hum in agreement. “But yeah, it’s weird right? Only one week.” Sure, they had texted every day since the coffee date, but one week is still a short time.
“I blame your scent,” Jeonghan reasoned. “Or, Shua I guess. You feel familiar, like someone I’ve known you for months. You feel safe.”
Seungcheol breathed out and threw a leg over Jeonghan’s hip, feeling a need for their bodies to be closer. “Yeah, I’ve been thinking the same.”
A silence befell them, both deep in thoughts while enjoying the closeness and the caressing hands over skin.
“How do you like your eggs?”
Jeonghan blinked. “You gonna cook breakfast for me?”
“Well, Joshua mentioned he always cooks, so I guess you can’t, right?”
“Won’t.”
“Huh?”
“Won’t. I can cook, I just won’t,” Jeonghan raised his chin stubbornly.
It was endearing to Seungcheol. “Okay, won’t then. But you didn’t answer my question.”
“I’m allergic. Or, not really, but I get stomach pains when I have eggs. I’m fine with it being, like, an ingredient, but having fried or hard boiled eggs? My stomach hates it.”
“Okay, no eggs. How about pancakes?”
“I’d love that.”
-
Once in a blue moon, Joshua wanted to be a pillow princess top.
His words, not Seungcheol’s. Because Seungcheol wasn’t even sure if that was a thing.
Oh well.
Usually Seungcheol was quite active as a lover, loved to be the one doing the work, but with Joshua he often found himself pliant and submissive. Having no problem with giving up control and accept whatever given, although sometimes his alpha would flare up and they could have a small, arousing fight.
For Joshua to want to just lie there… Seungcheol was not going to say no. Was not going to miss the chance to ride Joshua, be allowed to choose the pace and for once be in control.
Obviously it was more work than with an omega, but even before the friends with benefits stuff with Joshua, Seungcheol was familiar with anal sex. Had dated male betas in the past, and even some alphas.
Seungcheol wasn’t a stranger to bottoming, and with Joshua, he had learnt to love it even more than he did.
So he was happy to oblige.
Having Joshua under him, peering up at Seungcheol with dark eyes, was a vision.
Joshua was curvy. Small waist, thick thighs, impressive pecs.
Gorgeous. Especially gorgeous when his sharp eyes were closed in concentration, lips open as he breathed heavily, holding himself back from taking control.
Slowly Seungcheol was sinking down, his loosened heat sucking in Joshua’s length.
It was wet and warm, loose after Seungcheol had spent at least twenty minutes with three to four fingers scissoring it open before Joshua arrived.
God, Joshua’s cock was huge. Made Seungcheol’s carefully prepared hole stretch impossibly wide, the only comfort was the tingling he felt from the cock pressing against his prostate. Had to stop for several long seconds as he sat there, only halfway down.
“You okay?” Joshua looked up at him, hands squeezing Seungcheol’s hips comfortingly.
“Yeah, just-“ He exhaled and opened his eyes. “Gotta get used to the burn.” To think he was going to take Joshua’s knot too.
He finally bottomed out, ass pressed against plush thighs.
He would need a few moments to get used to the stretch.
“So,” Joshua talked sweetly and caressed Seungcheol’s sides affectionately. “You said you prepped with your fingers? Don’t you have any toys, baby?” Usually it was Joshua preparing Seungcheol, since he loved to do it. This was the first time Seungcheol prepped himself.
Seungcheol shook his head. “I’ve thought about it, but I don’t know much about it.”
“Hannie has a lot. You can ask him for recommendations.”
Of course Jeonghan had lots of sex toys.
“Yeah. I think-“ He coughed, cheeks red. “I want a knotting one.” Knew what he was implying.
“Oh,” suddenly Joshua’s gaze felt sharper. “Are you sure?”
They had never knotted before, Seungcheol always chickening out and Joshua all too patient. Today he was adamant. “Yes. Just tell me before you pop your knot, so I’m mentally prepared.”
There was something soft and loving in Joshua’s gaze, making Seungcheol’s heart melt. “I will.”
Seungcheol began moving without warning, his strong thighs easily lifting him up and down as he slammed himself down on the length. Moaned loudly as he felt the pleasant burn of the stretch, whimpering every time it brushed against the bundle of nerves, nearly cried when he felt Joshua’s cock swell ever so slightly.
Joshua was big. Of course he was, being an alpha, but it always shook Seungcheol. Got him dizzy and needy, hands pawing at Joshua’s chest. Was still moving, being good, but it was getting hard.
Yet.
Yet.
Seungcheol had promised. Said he would do all the work. Gathered himself and shook away Joshua’s worried question. Kept moving his hips, slamming his loose hole onto the cock. His own dick slapping against his stomach pathetically, staining both himself and Joshua with pre-cum.
“You’re a fucking sight, Cheol. Sitting so prettily on my lap, riding my cock with such ease. Fuck baby, I’m gonna knot.“
If Seungcheol thought he was full before, he was sorely mistaken as the cock ballooned in him, growing bigger and stretching him impossibly wide. Part of Seungcheol wanted to cry and slump down, to beg Joshua to fuck him; to take control.
But, Seungcheol had chosen this.
He… He wanted to be good.
“Alpha,” Seungcheol whined as the knot pressed against the bundle of nerves insistently, making him cum uncontrollably; spilling all over them in short bursts. It didn’t stop, he kept cumming and getting them dirty. Just cried as his hole constricted against the massive knot.
“Fuck,” Joshua whispered in a whimper, an unusual sound from the usually in control man. “I’m gonna-“ His words were stolen from him as his dick spilled, cumming in troves inside Seungcheol. With a knot in place, it meant even more cum, and Seungcheol had never been this filled before. Could feel wast amounts drip out of his hole as Joshua’s cock slid out.
Minutes later, as both had caught their breaths, Joshua slid out of the bed with a grimace.
“Shower?” Joshua suggested. “I’ll help you clean.”
“Sure.”
Standing in the shower, sticking his ass out so Joshua’s long, thick fingers could clean him out might seem sexual, but it just felt domestic and natural. It made a pleasant warmth bloom in his chest, lips tugging into a soft smile.
“Are you staying the night?” Seungcheol asked when they stepped out of the shower, squeaky clean. “We can watch a movie, order some food.” It wasn’t even 8pm.
For a moment Joshua hesitated, but ultimately nodded. “Sure, might as well. Better than returning to an empty apartment.”
“Jeonghan is out?”
“Yeah, hanging out with his omega friends.”
“Ah, the trio? What were their names.. Seokmin, Seungkwan and Soonhyun?”
“Soonyoung,” Joshua corrected. “And yeah, them.” A short discussion on what to watch followed, but they both agreed on putting on a random sitcom Netflix recommended.
“Things are going well between you,” Joshua commented an hour later, putting down his plate; they had ordered bibimbap from Seungcheol’s favourite place.
The ‘you’ was implied, but Seungcheol understood. “Yeah.”
It had been little over a month, each date better than the last. Tomorrow would be their seventh date and Seungcheol had planned a trip to the aquarium.
“You like him right?”
There was something in his eyes, a wariness mixed with something hard.
One wrong answer and it all would come crumbling down.
“Yeah. Yeah I do.”
All of Joshua relaxed, shoulders sagging and the corner of his lips softening. “Good.”
Seungcheol hummed and leaned his head onto Joshua’s shoulder, eyes firmly on the television as he was surrounded by his favourite mixed scent.
Neither mentioned how this was the first time Joshua had spent the night.
-
The next date was one where Seungcheol tried his best to show his cooking skills. A homemade meal he had made himself, and aside from putting just a little bit too much garlic, it was a success.
In fact, the atmosphere was so relaxing and gentle while they cuddled on the couch that Seungcheol felt confident in asking the one question which kept burning in his mind.
“Why aren’t you and Joshua officially mated? The bond you share is quite intense.”
Even if Jeonghan stayed a whole day getting fucked into the bed by Seungcheol, the mint scent would not leave. It was unusual, unless you were officially mated.
They had to share some sort of bond similar to a mating bite.
“If I asked he would,” Jeonghan’s eyes shifted around the room, the previously smiling lips set in a thin line. “But I don’t want him to feel obliged to. I don’t think he would be happy mated with me.” The omega’s voice wavered.
“You love him. Romantically,” Seungcheol quietly stated.
He had a feeling. Jeonghan wore his heart on his sleeve; was the type to hide behind truths concealed as jokes. He was an easy read, if one took some time to know him.
Jeonghan inhaled sharply, thin fingers grasping Seungcheol’s forearm desperately. “I love him, but I promise you, Seungcheol. I promise you that my heart has room for you as well. Joshua is a constant, but I’ve loved other people. I’ve had my heart shattered due to the deep love I felt for someone who didn’t want me back.” The fingers gripped tighter. “And no matter what, I would never betray your trust in me.”
Distress and panic was wafting off of Jeonghan strongly, clouding the room with a heavy, oppressive smell.
“Oh, Hannie, I don’t doubt for a second that your heart is big enough to love me too,” Seungcheol pulled the other man into his embrace.
Due to instincts blaring at him to help the distressed omega now, Seungcheol forgot to share the feelings he too felt for the sharp eyed alpha.
He kept thinking to do it, days later, but never found the appropriate opportunity to bring up the topic again.
-
The tenth date was a little less official. Seungcheol had been invited to movie night with Jeonghan, Joshua, and two of their friends.
The friends were a couple. Still not mated, but judging by the soft looks between the two, Seungcheol knew it was only about time.
Seokmin and Mingyu.
Seokmin was one of their oldest friends, an omega Jeonghan confided a lot in and someone Joshua looked upon as his younger brother.
And Mingyu was the boyfriend.
A tall alpha with kind smiles and an ‘always ready to help’ attitude.
Apparently the two had been dating for a year, had recently moved in together and, according to Jeonghan, was planning on sealing the deal soon.
Seungcheol instantly liked Mingyu. Seokmin too, he was cute, but Mingyu was easy to talk to and he quickly realised they had a lot in common.
(“You bike too? You should join me and Josh!”)
They had ordered food, greasy fast food perfect for a Friday night in front of the TV. Joshua had been forced by Jeonghan to sit on the couch, with Seungcheol on one side and Jeonghan on the other while the couple were cuddling on the glaringly hot pink love seat.
(Seungcheol had been surprised when he first saw the chair, not imagining Joshua ever agreeing to such a tacky piece of furniture, but the backstory had explained it all. Another lost bet... Joshua lost a lot of those, apparently.)
“God, you’re both so clingy.”
“Shh, you have nice shoulders, Shua.”
“Yeah,” Seungcheol agreed.
Joshua grumbled but his scent felt fresh and perky, betraying how he truly felt.
“Wait, I don’t understand why the main character did that.”
Seungcheol’s focus was taken away from the two men beside him and he watched as Mingyu softly explained the main character’s motivation.
They were cute. Domestic.
Seungcheol hoped he would have that for himself too soon.
-
The movie was a long one and by the time the end credits rolled, it was close to midnight.
Jeonghan had declared it was too late for the couple to go back home.
“Me and Seok will sleep in my room, Cheol and Shua will sleep in Shua’s room, and Mingoo will take the couch.” Jeonghan had pulled Seokmin away within seconds, leaving no room for objection.
Seungcheol saw the dejected look on Mingyu’s face; the couch was definitely going to be an uncomfortable fit for the tall alpha.
Joshua must have seen it too, lips pulled in a sinister grin. “You can sleep with us if you’d like.”
It was almost flirtatious, which confused Seungcheol.
“No thanks!” Mingyu almost sputtered as he talked, eyes on the floor.
“Your loss.” Joshua’s warm hand grabbed Seungcheol’s forearm, holding it gently as they left the living room.
“God, he’s so easy to tease,” Joshua chuckled to himself.
“He gets uncomfortable when alphas flirt?”
Most would, seeing as relationships among alphas weren’t normal.
“No, he just gets uncomfortable when it’s me,” Joshua was pulling off his shirt. “Mingyu isn’t judgemental, don’t worry.”
“Ah.” Seungcheol cast a look towards the closed door. “Will he be fine on the couch?” It wasn’t a very big couch. The three of them today had been a squeeze.
“Jeonghan is probably dragging out the guest futon as we speak, don’t worry.”
As they had conversed they had both gotten ready for bed, slipping under the blanket.
“Are you disappointed?”
“Huh?”
“That you’re not sleeping with Jeonghan?” Joshua elaborated. “He gets like that sometimes, wants to cuddle with his omega friends.”
“No- I mean, yeah,” Seungcheol itched to reach out the few centimetres between them, feel the hard planes of Joshua’s body under his fingertips. “I was hoping the three of us would sleep in the same bed, so yeah I’m slightly disappointed.”
Sometimes it was hard to read Joshua’s eyes, a flicker of emotion Seungcheol could not define.
“Maybe next time,” Joshua said softly, a ghost of a smile on his lips. “When are you planning on going official? Been almost two months of dating.”
“Soon? Maybe? Whenever Jeonghan wishes to.”
“So it’s up to him? You already want to be exclusive?” Joshua was the one to reach out first, placing one palm on Seungcheol’s hip.
“Yeah, I want him. I want to be domestic and loving and wake up every morning to see him,” Seungcheol’s voice lowered to a whisper. “To see both of you.” He was pretty much admitting how he felt for both of them.
It sounded even cheesier when saying it out loud, but Joshua did not tease him. His eyes widened a fraction and then they were kissing; a languid, unhurried kiss. It made his heart jump, his stomach curl. A type of kiss he had never shared with Joshua before.
Sadly it was cut short as the bedroom door opened.
“I forgot to get my good night kisses,” Jeonghan stood in the doorway, arms on his hips and eyebrow raised at the two alphas.
“Seriously?” Joshua groaned, dramatically flopping down.
“Yes,” Jeonghan stalked over to the bed, crawled onto it to press one chaste kiss on Seungcheol’s lips then leaned even further to do the same with Joshua. “Okay good night, loves, you can continue whatever you were doing.” And then the door closed and the two alphas were doused in darkness as Jeonghan had turned off the light as he left.
“Cuddle?”
“If I can be the big spoon? I can’t sleep if someone is holding onto me,” Joshua confessed.
“Sure,” Seungcheol chuckled and turned around, letting Joshua wrap his arms around him and press his face against his neck.
Seungcheol wasn’t used to being the little spoon, but he quickly realised he quite enjoyed it. Loved the feeling of someone flush against him and strong arms holding him; it was comforting.
The only thing missing was a certain wiry omega.
-
On month three things changed.
“God, Cheol, how long are you gonna torture Jeonghan?”
“Uh, what?”
Seungcheol stared in confusion at the other alpha. Joshua had invited him out for a drink after work, the two sitting in Seungcheol’s apartment with a glass of wine each. It was Friday, finally weekend after a long week of stress and nearly missed deadlines.
“You’re practically boyfriends already, so why not make it official?” Joshua had one leg over the other, his tie gone and white shirt slightly unbuttoned; he looked extremely attractive, it had taken all of Seungcheol’s willpower to not let his horny brain steer the reigns.
“Um, we agreed to take it slow, it’s up to him.” Seungcheol sunk further into the couch, eyes glued onto the man in the chair on the other side of the coffee table. Jeonghan hadn’t said anything, had never expressed his wishes for them to finally label what they have.
“Oh come one,” Joshua scoffed and placed his glass down with a quiet clunk. “Jeonghan smells so ready to be bred it’s been stinking up our apartment for two weeks now. He’s ready for you to claim him at this point, so he is def up to you being boyfriends.”
“Ah.”
“Seriously? Knowing him he must have dropped his hints?” His gaze was sharp, pretty eyes trained on the older man.
Seungcheol squirmed. “Uh, maybe.” Thinking about it, there had been occasions the last few weeks where Jeonghan had sighed wistfully and talked about being excited to one day be mated, but Seungcheol hadn’t wanted to get his hopes up.
“Make it official next time. Seriously, Jeonghan has burned himself so many times in the past, so he wants you to initiate.”
Seungcheol nodded, subconsciously digging his nails into his palm at the thought of Jeonghan’s past relationships. It hadn’t all be bad, but some of them had left Jeonghan traumatised and scared; left him thinking no one could handle how experienced he was.
“I will,” Seungcheol straightened his posture, fingers flexing nervously against his dress pants. “Uh, what about you?”
Joshua raised an eyebrow, eyes boring into Seungcheol’s. An uncomfortably long silence followed, Joshua’s mint scent flaring up just a tad.
“Well, of course I won’t come between the two of you, you know that. I’m not a homewrecker,” Joshua’s lips curled into a smile. “Well, usually I’m not.”
A lump settled in Seungcheol’s throat. “That’s not what I meant.”
Joshua tilted his head.
“It’s-“ Seungcheol swallowed around the lump and mustered up his courage. “You know damn well there is room enough for you. Hell, I’d prefer if you were a part of the relationship,” he confessed. “You forget I’ve always been attracted to both of you. Both your scents. It wasn’t only the lavender or only the mint, it’s when I smelled Jeonghan on you or you on Jeonghan.” And it was even better when his own scent mixed into it as well.
Joshua’s face was expressionless. Deadpan almost. “You’re a strange alpha, Cheol. You’d be fine with another alpha fucking your pretty little omega?”
“It’s not ‘another alpha’. It’s you. Just you.” He hated to admit it, but Seungcheol was definitely the stereotypical jealous and possessive alpha. He would hate anyone getting too close and intimate with Jeonghan. He would feel the same about Joshua, hated how naturally flirty the alpha was towards the co-workers who sported obvious crushes on him. But when it came to Jeonghan and Joshua being together? It just made his whole chest warm up pleasantly at the thought alone.
Joshua’s sweet lips twitched, eyes clear with amusement. “I’m not surprised,” he said. “I- Well, I think it should be obvious how I feel about Jeonghan, right?”
Seungcheol nodded; he could see why Jeonghan’s past boyfriends had been intimidated by Joshua. The bond between the two were as strong as mated pairs. He didn’t doubt for a second Jeonghan would never cheat on his partner, but living a life competing with someone already so important to the omega.
Yeah, it would be hard.
But not for Seungcheol who loved the relationship between the two, found them endearing. Preferred whenever it was the three of them, though he also loved hanging out with them individually.
And maybe Seungcheol had not caught the hints Jeonghan might have thrown his way about wanting to be official, but he definitely knew how deeply Jeonghan loved Joshua.
“I’m honestly surprised the two you weren’t already mated,” Seungcheol said softly.
“It’s complicated. If he had asked, I would but-“ Joshua’s gaze fell, chest heaving as he inhaled sharply. He didn’t lift his eyes, kept looking at the the fingers in his lap. “I love him, but I don’t think I would be able to make him happy. I can’t give him what he wants.”
Seungcheol couldn’t help it; he snorted loudly.
Seems Joshua maybe wasn’t as all knowing as he liked to carry himself.
“What’s so funny?” The other alpha’s posture was stiff, eyes harsh.
“Just seems like you and Jeonghan should talk. He said something similar once, saying he wouldn’t be able to make you happy.”
All tension evaporated within a second, the guarded look gone. “I see. I guess you’re right.”
It was fascinating to see the immaculate Hong Joshua be insecure. Both at work and in private he always seemed confident and like nothing could ever knock him off balance, but somehow when the topic was about the sweet omega, Joshua would falter and show part of his vulnerability. Seungcheol hoped one day he too could elicit such responses from Joshua.
“I guess,” Joshua paused. “I guess we should all talk? Together.”
“Yes.”
“How about now? Jeonghan is home.”
Seungcheol’s breath hitched, chest tightening, but he nodded. “Sure, I’ll call for a cab.”
-
Jeonghan regarded two alphas with a raised eyebrow. “I didn’t expect to see either of you tonight.” He was on the couch, hair a frizzy mess and wearing loungewear with a couple of small, mysterious stains.
Seungcheol had never seen a more adorable sight.
“Disappointed?” Joshua was grinning, dropping down next to Jeonghan and pulling him into a tight hug, not even asking before he was inhaling the lavender scent directly from the source. Seungcheol itched to do the same, but decided to just quietly sit down on the couch as well, on the other side of Jeonghan.
Jeonghan looked towards him, smiling softly and reaching out a hand to grasp Seungcheol’s. “Hey.”
“Hi.” Seungcheol’s heart was thumping wildly, a warmth in his chest and gentle fluttering in his stomach. “Missed you.”
Jeonghan giggled. A blessed sound which would even put angels to shame. “Missed you too, Cheollie.”
It had only been a few days, but it had felt like ages. Joshua he was lucky to see everyday, but with Jeonghan it was usually only once a week.
“Cheol wants to ask you something, Hannie,” Joshua’s usually melodic voice sounded muffled, his face still buried in the neck. A second passed and he lifted his head, eyes full of mischief. “Right?” He looked directly at Seungcheol.
“Oh?” Jeonghan’s eyes widened and he turned his body more towards the oldest man. A hint of nervousness could be smelled in the calming lavender, but mostly it was doused in curiosity.
“Uh, yeah.”
Joshua was grinning at him from where he was glued to Jeonghan’s back, it felt both teasing and encouraging.
Their cuddling was cute. For a moment Seungcheol stilled, realising he had never seen Joshua and Jeonghan like this before. The two were affectionate and obviously had a healthy sex life, but never had they been this cuddly in front of him.
Perhaps they had been holding back. Alphas could be territorial, he knew that, but it still hurt to realise the two might not have felt comfortable enough around him, maybe scared of how he would react.
It didn’t matter, because now they did.
And his heart was softening at seeing the two people he loved cuddling so casually.
“Cheol?”
“Ah, sorry,” his cheeks flushed and he squeezed the slender hand in his. “Got sidetracked.” He flashed another smile. “Uh, Jeonghan, it’s not the most romantic setting, but I want to ask if you would like to go official? With the intent to one day, hopefully soon, to mate.”
A thick blanket of lavender engulfed the whole room, a sweet scent of happiness laced on top of it.
“Yes. Of course,” Jeonghan’s lips were strerched so widely it looked like they might tear. “Thought you’d never ask.”
“Okay, good,” Seungcheol longed to lean over and kiss the scrunched up nose, but he had more to say. “Me and Josh were talking as well, and like- I think- uh-“
“I’ll take this one, Cheol.” Joshua had straightened up and leaned back, his mischievous smile gone, replaced by a serious expeession. Jeonghan turned around, the confusion clear on his face. Seungcheol took the chance to scoot closer, pressing his chest against the back and breathing in the smell he obsessed over.
It smelled so perfectly of them. Especially after Joshua’s brazen little scenting session.
“Jeonghan,” Joshua cupped Jeonghan’s cheek. “Seungcheol told me that you think you couldn’t make me happy.”
Embarrassment flared and Seungcheol felt the way Jeonghan stiffened in his hold. Automatically he pushed calming pheromones, hoping it would help the tension.
“Don’t look so sad, Han. Today I said the same thing, that I’ve always thought I could never make you happy. That’s why I was fine with just being your friend. But,” he looked into Seungcheol’s eyes for a short moment. “I realise we’ve both been stupid. I want you, Han. Always have. Always will. So I’d like to go official with you, with the intent to mate. If you’ll have me.” His lips curled slightly. “If you’ll have us.”
While in the cab, the two had done some extensive researching and found out that, although frowned upon, it is fully possible create a three way mating bond. People would stare and judge, but Seungcheol did not give a flying fuck what other people would think.
“Uh,” despite the slight waver in Jeonghan’s voice, his whole body was betraying how happy he felt. “It’s not a prank right? If this is a prank I’ll never forgive you.” He glanced at Seungcheol. “Neither of you.”
Joshua snorted and rolled his eyes. “Han, I would never be that cruel. We’re being serious, we even did some research before coming here. It’s possible.”
“Of course I know it’s possible, this has been my dream ever since Seungcheol first fucked me, but I never thought-“ Jeonghan paused, and turned again, back against the couch so he could look between the two alphas. “You’re sure it’ll be fine? What about ruts and heats? You alphas get so territorial.”
“I have a feeling it’ll be fine,” Joshua easily said. “But even if the instincts get the best of us, we’ll work it out. Right, Cheol?”
“Yes. But I’m confident too, I love the thought of you two together,” Seungcheol looked between the stoic alpha and the worried omega. “My two favourite people.”
Jeonghan’s expression melted, eyes widening and lips falling open. “Oh.”
“Damn, cheesy.” Joshua made a grimace, but there was a hint of softness in his pretty eyes.
“Shua, you smell happy. Don’t pretend you didn’t like that,” Jeonghan lightly hit the younger man. “So, officially a throuple?”
“Yeah,” Joshua nodded. Seungcheol hummed.
“Does that mean I’ll have two alphas courting me?”
“Ugh. We’ve been friends for more than ten years already, aren’t we passed that?”
“I’ll court both of you,” Seungcheol interrupted, suddenly flush with determination. “I’m the new element, I should be the one proving my worth.”
“Cheollie I was jo-“
“Cheol we know-“
The two spoke at the same time, paused, looked at each other, and then Jeonghan opened his mouth. “I was joking. I don’t need to be courted. The many dates we went on were plenty enough.”
“And I wanted to say,” Joshua’s voice was firm. “That we already know your worth. You don’t have anything to prove. We both want you. Right, Han?”
“Exactly.”
“Oh.”
God.
Seungcheol loved them.
He had no clue that accepting the blind date would end up with him having two boyfriends and two future mates, but this was a scenario so good he would never have even entertained the idea.
He was so happy. He had two lovely people he could dote on, kiss, cuddle, experience life with.
A searing, intense happiness was bubbling directly under his skin.
He had two future mates.
“God, Han. Why do you smell like preheat? Your heat isn’t scheduled for another three weeks.”
Joshua’s strained voice brought Seungcheol back to the real world and instantly his nose flared, his stomach tightening; Jeonghan did smell sweeter and more inviting than he had been just minutes ago. Hell, Seungcheol was certain he could already smell the slick pussy.
“Uh, I think it is actually my preheat,” Jeonghan squirmed. “Getting two beautiful alphas as my boyfriends must have triggered it.”
It was a little endearing. “You’re that happy?” Seungcheol laughed sweetly.
“Insanely so,” Jeonghan said in all seriousness. “God, if my preheat is here it means I’m gonna be in heat tomorrow,” he pouted. “Is it too early for me to have you both, or are we confident that will be fine?”
“We should talk more. Way more,” Seungcheol murmured. “But,” he shared a look with Joshua. “I’m confident and comfortable we’ll be able to co-operate well and help you on your heat.”
Joshua’s smile was genuine. “Agreed.”
Yeah. It was going to go absolutely fine.
“Perfect. Always wanted to try to take two knots.”
“At the same time!?” Seungcheol said in horror while Joshua spoke at the same time;
“Ooh, sounds fun, you’re def slutty enough for it.”
Seungcheol's worry deepened. “Guys, I don’t know if that is safe, you can’t be seriously considering it.”
“Relax, Cheol,” Joshua had leaned forward and stole a quick peck from Seungcheol. “We’re joking.”
“For now,” Jeonghan mumbled.
Seungcheol glared at the two, but finally nodded. “We’ll discuss that another day. Let’s prepare for Hannie’s heat. Grocery trip?
Joshua nodded. “Yeah, lemme go find get the heat list.” He went into the kitchen with quick strides. “Anything specific you’re craving this time around, babe?” He half yelled, before returning back to the living room with a wrinkled piece of paper in his hand.
“Blueberries.”
“Okay, I’ll add that. Let’s go, Cheol?” Joshua held out a hand and Seungcheol accepted it, entwining their fingers.
It already felt so natural. Like they had already been dating for years. It already felt like this was routine, the two heading out to shop everything Jeonghan would need during his heat.
“Yeah.”
In that moment Seungcheol truly believed Jeonghan and Joshua were his fated mates. He had never felt more right about anything in his life.
It was as if everything had clicked in place, like he was exactly where he was supposed to be.
With the people he was supposed to be with.