DESIRE | sanhwa

chp. eleven

The next day, Seonghwa waited until he knew San was done with classes for an hour, before sneaking behind him, cupping his mouth and pulling him into the Janitors closet.

"Mmh!" San's protests were muffled, the boy squirming in Seonghwa's grasp. Releasing calming pheromones, he slowly removed his hand from San's mouth.

"What the fuck Seonghwa?" The omega spun around, fox eyes zoned in on Seonghwa's, brows furrowed. The other was cute angry, to be honest.

"What? You wouldn't allow me in the house yesterday, so this is the next best thing."

"I was drunk?" San said, stating the obvious to both him and Seonghwa.

"Right. It was one bottle. There's no way someone like you, who I watched, drink more than four bottles before getting drunk, was already tripping around after one."

San was quiet, eyes flickering away from Seonghwa's piercing gaze, "So?"

"So, I know that was all an act. You weren't really drunk, thought I do give kudos to a show well done. I believed it."

"Why would I act drunk?" San crossed his arms.

"I don't know. But you do."

San scowled, turning his body to the side, looking away from Seonghwa, arms still crossed while letting out a huff of breath.

"Oh come on..." Seonghwa slid his fingers onto San's hips, head leaning forward to see San's face, (their bodies were almost flush against each other now) "Tell me why, hm?"

"For you information... I was drunk. Just... not on alcohol." San murmured the last bit, face going slightly red with the blush dusting his cheeks. Seonghwa raised a brow, "So then what were you drunk on?"

"That's for you to figure out."

"How?"

"I don't know, just don't talk to me for a few days, or week then."

Then it seemed to click for Seonghwa. San was mad because he and Seonghwa hadn't interacted since the time in the bathroom. And with all the people coming up to him, whether it be to greet or welcome him, from asking if he had a mate, Seonghwa was pretty sure he had just solved San's weird attitude towards him.

"You're jealous." He chuckled lightly as San whined and turned around fully, giving his back to the alpha.

"It's so stupid." San groaned, feeling red creep on his face even when he was consumed by green.

"But it still doesn't explain why you wouldn't let me in and what you were drunk on, does it?"

San sighed, finally, slowly, turning towards Seonghwa with his head facing the floor.

"I wouldn't let you in because I wanted to know if you would get jealous like how I got jealous. I called Joongie 'my baby' and asked if he was cheating because I wanted to know if you'd get jealous." San played with his fingers as he confessed, looking everywhere but Seonghwa's eyes, which were opened wider than usual.

"As for me being drunk... it was you. Your scent has been stuck in my room for the past few days, and it's driving me and the omega in me insane. Your everywhere—my bed, desk, bathroom— it's overwhelming. "

Seonghwa was pleased. To know that San was jealous and addicted to his scent made his alpha purr, content with the effect he had on the younger omega.

"But..." despite already being pink in the face, he got redder. Seonghwa brought one of his hands up to cup San's check, "But what?"

San whined, shaking his body while adding a mini stomp, "I don't want to say it."

"San." Seonghwa hardened his voice, no longer using the soft tone that he had been using earlier with San.

"It's fading..." San mumbled.

"Hm?"

"It's fading." San spoke up, just a touch louder this time.

"What's fading baby?" Seonghwa lowered his voice, it was almost a whisper now.

"You..."

"I'm right here, how am I fading?"

"No, in my room. It's hard to smell you now, and it's hard to sleep."

Seonghwa smirked slightly, using the hand on San's cheek to lift up his face to make the omega look at him.

"So, what do you want to do about it?"

San pursed his lips, "You're a dick."

Seonghwa laughed, hand dropping off from San's face, not hearing the quiet whine from San as he did so.

"If you don't want me to help, that's fine, I already got what I wanted." Seonghwa shrugged, passing by San, hand on the door when a hand caught his wrist, fingers enclosing around them, forcing him to stop.

"Why did you ignore me these past days?" San felt small as he looked up at Seonghwa, tear's welling up in his eyes for no reason, clouding his vision making Seonghwa's beautiful face blur. With a light and quick blink, a tear fell down his cheek, caught by the sleeve of his hoodie before it had the chance to make it too far. After the first tear, more and more fell down his face, San wiping them as quick as he can with his sleeve. "I don't know w-why-" San stumbled on his words, voice choking on his sobs. As he covered his face with his hands, muffling his sobs as he tried to hold them in. Embarrassed at the thought Seonghwa would see him crying.

Not a moment later after he covered his face, he was engulfed in a warm hug, inhaling calm pheromones that allowed him to melt into the embrace. "Shh, it's okay. I'm sorry, I wasn't ignoring you I was just busy with work." Seonghwa's hand pet the back of San's head, the other hand running slowly and gently up and down San's back.

"You're sorry?" San asked, voice strongly muffled by his hands and Seonghwa's chest.

"Of course."

"You won't do it again?"

"Never."

"Promise me." San pulled out of Seonghwa's grasp, looking up at the older with red eyes and tear stains on his cheeks.

"Promise. I'll do anything to make up for the missing days."

San perked up at this, "Anything?"

"Yes, just say what you want, I'll do it." He cupped the omega's face, thumb wiping the tear stains from San's face.

"Come to my house today—bring a hoodie, my room's been pretty cold lately." San's face went neutral, if he hadn't had a tear stains face and red, puffy eyes, he wouldn't have thought that San had been crying at all.

"I- okay."

"Thanks, see you later." San quickly kissed the alphas cheek before opening the door to the closet, stoping as Seonghwa spoke, "Did you just—"

San bit down a sly smile before leaving, shutting the door behind him and leaving a stunned Seonghwa behind.

"Shit, I think I may be falling for you Choi San."