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How did Yeonjun even end up in that situation? Sprawled up in a stranger's bed, fully clothed, with head spinning around and his body burning up, Yeonjun was more confused than ever. He's dazed and lost, alone in 'the city of love.'

Maybe, he shouldn't have listened to Beomgyu. Maybe, he wouldn't have done a series of those bad decisions if not because of his stupid suggestions. Yeonjun swore he's going to punch Beomgyu when he'd meet him again.

"Come on, hyung," said Beomgyu. "I promise it'll be good." He held the tickets on Yeonjun's hand, eyes wide and lips pouty like a child begging for candies. "You've just been laid off by your rotten boss and your asshole ex just broke it off with you. Now is your opportunity to actually get something good."

Yeonjun rolled his eyes as he grabbed the tickets and leaned back on his seat. He sighed. "And leave my family and friends behind to restart a new life in Paris, out of all places? What is this, a shitty 2000s romcom?" He crossed his arms on his chest.

Beomgyu sighed. "Just go, hyung," he said, softly. "You can use my tickets and the apartment unit and everything for free! All you need is to pack your bags and leave it all behind." He forced out a smile. "You really need this fresh beginning, hyung."

Well, technically Beomgyu wasn't wrong. Yeonjun had just gotten laid off in a mass lay off, for no reason actually, by his company, though his performance was well enough. Then, somehow, his ex cheated on him and the moment he admitted it, he just broke it off easily with Yeonjun, after three years together, with no guilt at all. Not to add, Yeonjun was basically still grieving his pet bunny, though it passed for well over a few months then. 

Besides, the offer wasn't that bad at all. Beomgyu basically accommodated everything for Yeonjun while Yeonjun was trying to get back on his feet, in return for looking after his boutique there, since he wasn't approved to take a leave by his company. (Apparently, maintaining a double income was hard.) So, Yeonjun needed not to pay rent and tickets, because he'd fly and live there with Beomgyu's money. He only needed to pay for his living costs there and he believed he still had pretty much enough to sustain from his savings and investments.

"And who knows, perhaps you'd find a new boyfriend and a new job that treats you better?" 

Beomgyu was right. Yeonjun clicked his tongue and shoved the tickets in his pocket, so, "Fine. I'll go."

Instantly, Beomgyu cheered. He hugged Yeonjun tight. "I promise you won't regret this, hyung."

Well, it seemed like Beomgyu was wrong because Yeonjun was regretting his choices. He was still jet lagged as he landed in Paris only a few hours prior. Somehow, his jet lag didn't stop him from doing stupid things like going clubbing that night right away. And even worse, he somehow ended up in a bed he didn't even know who the owner was. Yeonjun's head was panging and he himself was all to blame. "Ugh."

"Oh, you're awake," said the man who suddenly appeared before Yeonjun. He seemed pretty tall, and perhaps even taller than Yeonjun, although Yeonjun himself was pretty tall. From his vaguely woody scent, the guy was most likely an alpha, although his soft features would probably get him mistaken as an omega or a beta. He looked gentle and nothing threatening, especially when he was doing nothing but standing frozen with a glass of water in his hand. Only, what was weird was the fact that his nose was being pinched by a clothespin. Probably feeling Yeonjun's strangely heavy stare, he immediately walked to place down the glass on the night stand beside Yeonjun. "Oh, drink up."

The guy was so awkward that Yeonjun almost laughed. Still, he needed to be cautious. "You didn't drug it, did you?"

The man shook his head so quickly. "Absolutely not," he said as he moved back a few inches away. "If I wanted to take advantage of you, I would've last night, and I didn't, just because." When Yeonjun took a sip with his eyes squinted in suspicion, he sighed and slumped. "I'm a man with morals, okay?"

"Okay, 'man with morals'," answered Yeonjun after he finished the water and placed it back on the night stand. "Thanks for the water, but how did I end up here?"

The strange man pursed his lips and sat on the couch near the floor-to-ceiling window. He seemed like he was processing his thoughts for a while. "I'm Soobin," he introduced himself, to begin with. "Last night, you were really drunk and while you were talking with this alpha, you scratched away your scent blockers. Then, he started touching you when you insisted you didn't want to do anything with him." He gulped. "The thing was your chocolate was so sweet, like it was laced with arousal, so instead of that alpha stopping, there were tons of other alphas—who I assumed to be his friends—that crowded you instead."

Yeonjun tilted his head slightly as if he was in disbelief. He crossed his arms as he leaned back on the head board. "So, you saved me?"

"Yeah..." Soobin scratched his nape but it didn't seem like it was from an itch. "Sort of, I guess."

Suddenly, Yeonjun felt guilty for kind of blaming the man baselessly. "Oh, well, thanks, I suppose," he said awkwardly. "I'm Yeonjun by the way."

The man, who's supposedly named Soobin, snorted. "Yeah, you already told me your name yesterday." He gulped. "Or more of I heard that alpha calling you by your name yesterday."

"How did you-"

"I told them all to back off from you, saying you were my boyfriend left unattended. They kind of questioned my authority because you were basically flirting with that alpha initially, though with no intentions to sleep but just play around, but I insisted anyways, because I'm afraid anything would happen to you. I'm pretty sure you can defend yourself when you're sober, but you were drunk and helpless and your scent was inviting, and I was not about to witness a gang rape or some sort without intervening."

Then, it clicked with Yeonjun. He finally realized how his scent was still overly sweet then. "That's why you're clamping your nose?"

Soobin nodded. "Also, you were probably with fever last night, because you were so warm when I brought you back. I had to turn on the air conditioner to the lowest setting, although I was freezing, because I just didn't think it was a good idea to strip you off."

Oh. "Oh." Yeonjun was kind of charmed by the man's self control. Sure, it's supposed to be bare minimum to not touch an omega under the influence, but alphas had been disappointing him enough by then to know that that much of self control in itself was rare. He cleared his throat when he saw Soobin sitting cross legged all in a sudden, so uncomfortably. Oh. "So, what were you doing in the club alone last night?"

"Me? Uhm, I just had a bad break up," he replied timidly. "My boyfriend said it's best for us to part ways and the next day he posted with his new boyfriend, so I kind of spiraled last night. I wanted to just drink it away, but I saw you, so... yeah."

"Sorry for interrupting your plans," apologized Yeonjun. "And for touching this sensitive topic." He gulped. "I just broke up too. He cheated on me with another guy and just left without saying sorry to the point I moved here to start fresh yesterday."

Soobin bit his lower lips. "Ouch." He awkwardly huffed. "Guess we're both victims of assholes, huh?"

Yeonjun chuckled a bit. The man that took him in seemed really kind that it eased his headache. Although the dizziness hadn't gotten away completely, he felt much safer and less in pain already. He smiled as he breathed in the woody scent that calmed him down. 

"Anyways, take your time to rest. I suggest you lie down for a bit before you go back home, because your scent will attract unwanted alphas. I already patched you up with scent blockers but it's still damn strong," explained Soobin as he stood up. "And maybe wait for your temperature to lower down a bit," he continued as he pointed at the cooling patch on Yeonjun's forehead. He smiled.

Uh-oh. Yeonjun immediately retrieved his phone that was on the night stand, panicking. When he saw his calendar, he groaned. He should've known why he was all burning up and his scent was sickly. "Fuck, I'm in heat." How did it not occur to him until then?

Soobin's eyes widened. It's like he was also putting the puzzle pieces together. "Ah, uhm, well, I should've known, I suppose," he replied. "I just didn't want to assume..."

"What do I do now?" Yeonjun felt helpless. He was in a whole new city he wasn't quite familiar yet. He hadn't even made a nest in his apartment, for fuck's sake! Not to mention, he was in somewhere else's home and he didn't know how to transport himself without putting himself in danger. Yeonjun wanted to cry. What seemed like a way out of his problems only added more to his problems.

"My ex boyfriend's heat usually lasts three to four days. How long does yours usually last?" Soobin immediately pulled out his night stand drawer. When it was opened, it revealed a bunch of pill bottles, mostly multivitamins, heat induced painkillers, pregnancy preventives, and hangover cures. "How are you feeling? If you don't have any allergies, you should probably take some of these."

Yeonjun sighed and shook his head. "Five to six," he replied. He's glad Soobin was really gentle with him and treated him well. It's just he couldn't help but be afraid of how painful his heat would be when he's in a strange place all alone. "I'm just a little light headed now."

"Okay, I'll bring you some water to drink the meds with and some breakfast." But as soon as Soobin wanted to walk away, Yeonjun held his wrist. "Is everything alright?"

"You don't need to. I better get going," said Yeonjun. He swallowed. "I have to go before it worsens."

Soobin only furrowed his eyebrows. "Nope, you're not going anywhere," he replied. "You can't possibly risk yourself by going anywhere now. You just moved here to start fresh and it would only worsen your situation to put yourself in danger instead." He seemed to think for a while, then: "You can have your heats here. Just make a nest and stay. I'll sleep in my other room and will only come here to feed you."

Yeonjun gasped. "But-" When Soobin crouched down to sit beside him and looked at him intently, Yeonjun lost all ability to speak. Soobin didn't seem like the type to be assertive, but right then somehow, Yeonjun felt weak. "I can't just be a parasite here."

But Soobin only shook his head. "You won't be, I promise," he replied, tenderly. "This is kind of an emergency situation, so I think it's best for you to stay. I hate to say it but I just want to help you out and, uhm- let's just say, there are a lot of feral alphas in this city."

If being completely honest, Yeonjun didn't know what else to say. Right then, Soobin was right. He was not in the condition to be able to protect himself. Yet all Yeonjun could think of was how he's supposed to repay Soobin then.

"I know it's bad to trust strangers so easily, but it's kind of non-negotiable now."

Soobin did exactly as he promised. He went to take some water and food. He watched as Yeonjun ate, took off the cooling patch from Yeonjun's forehead, and left just as immediately. He gave Yeonjun his number so he could call Soobin if he ever needed him.

Yeonjun felt much better after eating and taking the pills. Though, a strange sadness built up in his chest, approximately a couple hours after Soobin left. He knew that lingering feeling was linear to an omega being left by their alpha, but Soobin wasn't even his alpha. Somehow, even with the knowledge, the loneliness didn't go away and his tears flowed down his cheeks. 

The headache did go away for Yeonjun, but the heat was building up within him and his whole body was cramping. He made a nest from the pillows and the blanket, which all smelled like Soobin. He breathed in the woody scent, but it didn't feel enough.

The cramps somehow got worse and it was getting warmer. Yeonjun felt bad for getting naked and leaking and staining all over Soobin's bed, but Yeonjun couldn't help it. The heat became more intense and he could feel his dizziness coming back from his own insanely sweet chocolate around the air.

Perhaps, it's the unfamiliarity of where he was, but Yeonjun never felt a heat so strong before. It's driving Yeonjun crazy. Usually, he'd still be able to watch something on the television or scroll on his phone, but the ache was too sharp then for him to even be able to do anything. He was breathless, sticky and sweating, and he felt like he was on fire.

The realization came in a form of a hit of Soobin's scent from his pillow when Yeonjun tried to collect as much air to fill in his lungs. Perhaps, the pain was due to how he'd usually have a partner to accompany his heats. Sure, his boyfriend did stop accompanying his heats for the last couple months before the break up, but the strange security protected Yeonjun from falling apart like that. Right then though, Yeonjun had no one and he could only writh and groan in pain alone.

Sure, Yeonjun was an independent omega. Still, it didn't change the fact that his heat was painful and he could barely handle it alone. He wanted to bite his skin away and reveal his flesh to some fresh air from the heat spreading on him like wild fire.

Before Yeonjun could realize it, he started crying.

"Yeonjun," called out Soobin from the outside. He knocked the door. "Are you okay with me coming in? I have some pastries for lunch."

As soon as Yeonjun heard Soobin's voice, a peculiar sense of calm surged all over him. His sobs quieted down. Before he could collect himself, he blurted out, "Just come in." He just covered himself in the blanket.

When Soobin walked in, his face immediately turned concerned. The worried frown lines were so prominent on his forehead. "I saw you ordering pain au chocolat and some fruit eclairs last night, so I thought you might like these. I threw in some blueberry scones too." He placed the paper bag on the night stand, alongside a huge cold tumbler bottle filled with water to the brim, before sitting by the bed. 

Before Yeonjun could register it, Soobin's hand was placed on his temple. The moment Soobin's skin touched his, a bit of his pain was somehow alleviated. "I'm fine," he lied, not wanting to add more burden to Soobin. "Thank you for taking care of me, Soobin."

"No problem," said Soobin, softly. His smile seemed so bright and welcoming and soft. Something about him radiated safeness that Yeonjun very much needed. "Tell me if you need anything. It's a Sunday, so I'll be here all day." He grinned for a while. Though then, "But I'll be at work tomorrow, so just hit me up if you need to." His fingers threaded through Yeonjun's hair, so caringly. 

Yeonjun felt bad. It felt like he was taking advantage of the kind man who was simply being generous to him. Still, he didn't want the moment to pass so quick. His inner omega needed to bask in that woody scent. "Thanks," he mumbled timidly. He gulped nervously. "Uhm, can you stay for a while? Your scent is calming me down."

Soobin nodded. "Sure. Anything you need." He smiled. When Yeonjun gave him his hand, he took it and laced their fingers together, squeezing it tight. He stayed quiet for a while, looking into Yeonjun's dilated pupils. He seemed so lovely then, although he had to cross his legs again to cover the inevitable between his thighs. "Is this better?"

"Yeah, much better," replied Yeonjun. His heart beat steadied. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

When Yeonjun awoke, the sun was halfway setting and Soobin was nowhere to be found. Yeonjun picked up some of the pastries and ate them, although the pain was starting to take over him again. He wanted so badly to call Soobin but he didn't feel like he had a good reason to. 

But his whole body was feeling like it was being burnt on stake again. Yeonjun rolled over the bed and inhaled Soobin's scent on the pillows, but it wasn't enough. He craved for more.

Just then, Soobin knocked on his door. Yeonjun couldn't answer though, because he was in so much pain. When Soobin knocked again, he only finally was able to speak, hoarsely, voice barely a whisper, "Come in." He didn't even cover himself when Soobin walked in because he was aching so badly.

Instantly, Soobin covered his eyes. He took slow steps towards the night stand and placed a box of sandwich. "Uhm, so I got you dinner."

"Yeah, thanks," croaked Yeonjun. Then, suddenly an idea formed in his desperate brain. "Soobin, I need your help."

"Hmm?" Soobin still didn't open his eyes.

"Look at me." When Soobin opened his eyes, Yeonjun's whole flushed body was in display. "Fuck me." He didn't know where that blatant courage came from, but it seemed like his omega was a lost cause. Yeonjun couldn't control his carnal desires anymore. He looked at Soobin's bulge beneath his pants and it seemed like he couldn't hold it in again. "It's not like you haven't gotten your third boner today because of me."

Soobin gulped. He slowly backed away. "You're not in the right mind," he said. "I don't want to take advantage of an omega in heat."

Yeonjun's body was convulsing. "It's not taking advantage if I give you my consent," he stated, so sternly, so surely. "I might be an omega in heat, but I'm not a child. I know what I want and what I need. Right now, I need you."

For a while, Soobin stayed quiet. He bit his lips anxiously. "A- are you sure? I believe my ex bought an unused knotting dildo somewhere-" But before he could finish his sentence, Yeonjun already jumped and claimed his lips. His arms around Yeonjun's naked waist, he reciprocated the kiss. Slowly, he placed Yeonjun back to his bed. "Yeonjun," he finally said again after pulling away a bit, "are you really sure?"

"Never been more," answered Yeonjun. His arms circled around Soobin's nape. "I have choices, Soobin. If I wanted to, I could've ran away and risked myself, but I chose you. So, let me choose you too now." He grimaced. "Besides, knotting will lessen my pain and reduce my heat days, so technically you're helping me out."

"Okay," replied Soobin, as if trying to convince himself with Yeonjun's words. He bit his lips a little. "I'm clean."

Yeonjun nodded. "I trust you."

It didn't take long for Soobin to take off his clothes every time they came into abrupt stops while they kissed. He removed his scent blockers and immediately, the room was filled with a scent Yeonjun could tell was rare, something so earthy and faintly medicinal, like aspen. Soobin kept on pushing himself onto Yeonjun, seemingly equally desperate as Yeonjun.

Soobin was surprisingly a good kisser. He had that wilder side that licked Yeonjun's mouth, but also not rushing like an inexperienced virgin. The whole time, his slender fingers traced along Yeonjun's body and when he found that Yeonjun squealed a little the moment he touched his nipples, he smirked and played around at the sensitive buds.

Yeonjun felt like he was in heaven. It's been at least four months since he was last touched like that, deprived from the sensations so good it could make him ascend. Besides, his ex was never that good. On the other hand, Soobin was so good that Yeonjun's chocolate couldn't stop filling the air with its sharply sweet scent. Yeonjun felt breathless, because everything Soobin did was taking him off the edge. His sight became hazy and his mind was cloudy, but Yeonjun was sure he never felt so... cherished?

"Fuck, you're so beautiful, Yeonjun. You're so pretty," grunted Soobin. He looked at Yeonjun with an enchanted gaze. "I can't believe someone would choose someone else over you."

"I guess I'm not pretty enough to keep him," replied Yeonjun. He huffed dryly. Though strangely enough, Yeonjun didn't feel sad over it. Instead, he felt glad somehow, and perhaps it had something to do with the puppy-like alpha on top of him, looking at him like he was the most precious gem to ever exist.

But Soobin only went down to press his lips against Yeonjun's neck. Slowly, he went down to Yeonjun's collarbones and his chest, littering bluish purple marks all over it. "He's stupid," said Soobin as he marveled at the garden of lavender upon Yeonjun's skin. Then, he looked at Yeonjun's eyes, as if asking for permission. "Let me fuck you until you forget him." 

Yeonjun grinned. "Go ahead, alpha."

At the calling of his secondary gender, it seemed like Soobin's buttons were finally pushed. He hungrily crashed into Yeonjun's tempting plump pink lips, while letting his cock brush against Yeonjun's. His hands explored Yeonjun's buds, twisting around while listening to Yeonjun's cries.

"Fuck, alpha," moaned Yeonjun, under the haze, as if hypnotized, breathlessly, "breed me." He didn't mean it so literally, but his omega probably did. He twitched up as he hungrily chased Soobin's plush lips as well, tasting and exploring his mouth as Soobin grunted. Decadent nutty scent of Yeonjun's chocolate continued to fill in the air, somehow mixing perfectly with Soobin's woody aspen. "Knot me," he urged.

Soobin's legs were tangled with Yeonjun's, locking Yeonjun in position to not let go off him. When Yeonjun's nails dug crescent moon shapes on Soobin's back, holding him just so he could feel his flesh, Soobin groaned. There was that kind of possessive drive in him that made him want to mark Yeonjun his, visible from the way he acted, probably his alpha instincts so that no one would be able to touch Yeonjun like he was doing. "What a good omega," he groaned lowly.

It seemed like Soobin knew what he was doing, because Yeonjun felt his whole body tingling when Soobin called him by 'omega.' He immediately wanted to surrender it all; the way his whole self craved for Soobin to own him and mark him. His hole was leaking even more, slick glazing his thighs and bare ass already. When Soobin held him by his hips and adjusted the tip upon him, he wanted to cry.

"Now, be a good omega and spread your legs open, Yeonjun," Soobin demanded, yet ever so tenderly. When Yeonjun did as told and even resting the back of his thighs on Soobin, so Soobin could easily access his slick-glazed entrance, Soobin grimaced. "Good job."

The praise only made Yeonjun want to chase the high even more. He whined and whimpered as Soobin's huge hands wrapped against his dainty waist, steadying him as he gradually pushed himself in. Every little friction had reduced Yeonjun into a bundle of moans, crying needily in euphoria. He couldn't even look at Soobin as his eyes were shut completely, unsure if he was really being fucked with such girth. 

When he bottomed out finally, he grinned as Yeonjun squealed and opened his eyes. "Good. Now look at me while I fill you with my pups."

"Ngh~ Soobin..." Yeonjun's voice trailed and rattled while Soobin pumped into him mercilessly. Breaking his heat never felt that good. He looked at Soobin through his teary eyes, all while Soobin was shoving into him, tongue flicking around his chest and latching on his buds, while his hands settled on Yeonjun's waist. He could feel like he was being ravaged by a wild animal, and suddenly it hit him that he really didn't know Soobin at all. He was so intoxicated, so full of Soobin's cock jumbling and rearranging his organs inside of him. Yeonjun needed Soobin to impregnate him at once and he wanted to it right away. "Please," he begged, not knowing of what. 

"You're doing really great, Yeonjun," he reassured. Soobin kissed Yeonjun again, while his hips rutted against Yeonjun, letting the length drag through the wet and warm pulsating walls that were welcoming him so well. He pumped deep inside Yeonjun with a thrust pace that caused the mattress to shake under them as he slammed his entire body into it. He moved his hands as to hold Yeonjun by his thighs, while his breath hitched as he grinned, looking at how Yeonjun's belly bulged with him inside, so clearly imprinted. "You're so perfect," he said, impressed.

Yeonjun was at his most vulnerable state, but with Soobin, somehow he felt protected. Soobin's constant reassurance aided him and guided him as he was being fucked into oblivion. Never Yeonjun would guess that Soobin would be that charming; Soobin was so patient with him but also fulfilled his needs to be plowed deep until he was blown out. The omega moaned loudly and lewdly shamelessly. At some point, he almost blacked out and he's pretty sure he saw stars dancing beneath his eyelids. 

It didn't take long for Soobin to fasten his pace as if he was about to end. And he probably was about to finish. His breath became rapid as his pace grew quicker, though still slamming as deep as he could, not wanting to go shallow just because of the pace. His twitching tip grazed over Yeonjun's walls and soon enough, he couldn't hold it anymore. "Fuck." Before he could say another word, he released a rush of cum into Yeonjun, filling Yeonjun up as he promised. His cock began to swell and form a knot too, blooming to block any trace of seed dripping away instead of fertilizing Yeonjun's womb. He buried himself to bite a bit of Yeonjun's scent glands, so he could bask in Yeonjun's scent as he continued to ejaculate.

"Mmfgh- hng- Soob-" Yeonjun too came, squirming. He spurted out from his cock, shooting white strings all over Soobin's stomach. His arms pulled Soobin in while he basked in Soobin's scent too. He could feel Soobin getting bigger and bigger in him, as if Soobin was already huge enough. "I can't take this," he croaked, hopelessly. "It's too big." And it's true: Yeonjun had never been fucked out of his relationship and Soobin's size was quite... a lot too handle, especially with the knot.

Soobin's voice soothed Yeonjun. "I know you can," he said, so softly, "just a little more to break your heat, okay?" He lifted himself a little and cupped Yeonjun's face. He looked like he couldn't stand Yeonjun in pain, so he peppered kisses all over Yeonjun's face. He kept on mumbling 'it's okay' and 'it'll be over soon.' Soobin kept on making sure Yeonjun was alright, thumbs rubbing and wiping away the tears from Yeonjun's cheeks. 

When the knot was formed, they both stilled for a while. The moment Yeonjun started shuddering, Soobin immediately cupped Yeonjun's cheeks delicately. Soobin placed his lips to brush against Yeonjun's, and nothing else. They just stayed like that, while Soobin calmed Yeonjun down until it was over.

"How are you feeling?" Soobin asked, as soon as he removed himself. He took some wet wipes and tissue paper to clean Yeonjun and himself a little, though not the most proper measures, since he probably knew Yeonjun was not ready to take a shower yet with his fatigue. "Better?"

"Sort of," replied Yeonjun. He wasn't lying, per se. His body was much less hot and more in the warmer side, which indicated his heat wasn't broken yet, but almost. He wasn't exactly alleviated from all the cramps, but it did feel much better after Soobin knotted him. It was nicer to be able to see the world clearer without a panging headache and sharp invisible needles poking him everywhere. "Thank you."

Soobin shook his head as he threw away the dirty wipes with their remnants. He sat beside Yeonjun. "No problem," he said. "Do you want me to leave?"

Strangely enough, Yeonjun didn't want Soobin to go. Soobin's presence was so comforting to him, like Yeonjun would remember the way the fireplace in his grandma's place used to make him feel so cozy. Something within Yeonjun stirred and churned. He wanted Soobin so badly and though perhaps it's a bit early, Yeonjun felt a little attached. He hoped it was just his heat driving him to think that way. He gulped and shook his head. "Stay."

"Okay." Soobin complied so easily, snuggling in Yeonjun's nest. He let his body close to Yeonjun, then let Yeonjun wrap around him without asking for permission. His hand rubbed Yeonjun's back, an act so subtle and careful, but somehow showed a sheerly immense care that Yeonjun hadn't received in months. Soobin might not know Yeonjun needed it, but even the innocent intention itself was already so incredibly warm.

With Soobin's chin rested against the top of his head, Yeonjun wondered if he could ever find someone like Soobin. He inhaled Soobin's scent again, that time no longer from a mere pillow. "I'm sorry I'm invading your space and bothering you. I don't know how I could ever repay you."

Soobin chuckled a little. "You don't need to. I only need to know you're safe and that'd be enough for me," he responded, ever so calmly. "Though it'd be nice if you'd let me know you better."

Yeonjun smiled, drawing stars on Soobin's chest. "Sure," he said. They probably weren't at the best state to start a relationship yet, but it seemed like neither wanted to rush either. They had time anyways. There was no need to pressure anything further than what they're ready for. "Sounds good to me. It'd be nice to have a friend while I'm here."

"By the way, how long are you planning to stay here?" Soobin looked at Yeonjun who suddenly looked up. He pursed his lips a little. "Are you on work visa or something?"

Yeonjun snickered. "Technically, I'm currently jobless because my boss just laid me off, but I'm here to replace my friend who actually only wanted to check in his boutique for a month but couldn't. So, yeah, I am on work visa," he explained, "and it lasts for six months, but I'm pretty sure I can leave after a month or two, though he told me he'd cover my apartment expenses for six months."

Soobin tilted his head slightly. "Sorry to hear that." He paused. "So, are you good with fashion?"

"I was a creative director assistant for my company back then, which was a fashion magazine company," answered Yeonjun. He smiled sheepishly. He still felt a bit unfair for being fired while he did his job very well for the past five years. He was a loyal employee and had his work well appreciated by the majority of the media and the mass, so he couldn't understand why he was being laid off over some other employees who did worse jobs than he did. "So, I'm kind of good, I guess. It's my lifelong interest initially and my portfolio is basically that entire magazine volumes for the last two years, because the creative director didn't want to pour in his ideas as much anymore."

Hearing the statement, Soobin grinned. "You're in luck, I guess." When Yeonjun raised his eyebrows, he simply continued, "I'm an executive creative director for a brand group. There's a vacant spot that urgently needs to be filled. I guess you could be a strong candidate I could recommend then." He smiled.

"Really?" When Soobin nodded, Yeonjun's heart swelled. Good things would come when the time comes, indeed. He embraced Soobin tighter, giddy. "Thank you."

Soobin just huffed. "Cute," he muttered under his breath. "No worries, Yeonjun. It's my pleasure," he said. He pulled Yeonjun closer to his neck. "Now sleep. Rest and break your heat, so I can put you in the role as soon as possible."

Perhaps, the universe had stored good things for Yeonjun. He grinned until his face cramped, too excited, as he buried his face on Soobin's chest to rest. He closed his eyes with his heart full. He was fed well, taken care of, fucked well, and got his employment too. It felt too good to be true, like Yeonjun was killing multiple birds with one stone. And perhaps that stone came in a form of a six foot alpha that was entrancingly charming and gentle.

And Yeonjun guessed it wasn't a series of too bad decisions after all. Well, maybe Beomgyu actually deserved a big kiss on his cheek instead. Yeonjun couldn't wait for more to unfold.