Become So Tired || Seongjoong

An Omega Needed

"Oh you're out here again," Seonghwa stated, stepping out onto the balcony with his coffee cup in hand. The omega wasn't ready for another deeply emotional chat; especially so soon after he had let his walls down.

"I am" Hongjoong nodded leaning against the railing, also with a coffee cup. "I see you are too, with your extra sweet coffee." He raises his mug towards Seonghwa in a cheers motion.

Seonghwa chuckled slightly, sipping his coffee slowly. Pulling the mug back he released a dramatic sigh. "Ah sugar with two spoons of coffee. Just how I like it."

Hongjoong, who had been mid-sip, let out a snort. He quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth as he released a loud cough. "You're funny!" He forced out through his coughing fit.

The other rolled his eyes, "glad I could amuse you." He slumped back further in his seat feeling as though he was being mocked.

"No I'm being serious" Hongjoong cleared his throat. With the coughing under control he could explain fully. "I didn't realize you could actually crack a joke like that."

"Oh so you just thought I was lame?" Seonghwa asked.

"Kinda yeah" Hongjoong shrugged.

Seonghwa's face fell. Why did he suddenly feel like a wilted orange blossom? His internal omega felt like turning around in a circle and hiding his nose under his set of paws.

"Not in a bad way" Hongjoong stepped forward quickly. The alpha had picked up on the saddened scent, figuring he had upset the omega without intending to. But Seonghwa responded with a raised eyebrow, as though to question how he could mean it any other way. "I just thought you acted like an adult."

"I am an adult?" Seonghwa questioned, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "And you are too."

"Yeah but I mean the type of adult like our parents" Hongjoong crossed the balcony and claimed the seat beside Seonghwa, their legs brushing against each other.

"We are parents too" Seonghwa glanced at him.

Hongjoong groaned, but there was a light laugh underneath. "Well yeah, I got two pups inside that ensure that statement is true. I meant the type that works those boring office jobs sitting in a little cubical only ever getting out when there's a meeting. Not to mention the damn monkey suits you have to wear!"

"What's wrong with suits?" Seonghwa frowned.

"Nothing," Hongjoong shrugged. "They're boring, they all look the same in terms of colours and cuts. There's nothing unique in it."

"You sound as though you have lots of experience in wearing suits," Seonghwa said. Was he trying to get to know the alpha? Were they having an actual conversation today? Without cursing each other out or over sharing personal details?

"Wearing them? No" Hongjoong shook his head. "But I have designed my fair share of them."

"You design clothes?" Seonghwa sat up a little straighter with interest. He turned his body so he was facing the alpha, his knees digging into the other's thighs.

"I do" Hongjoong answered, glancing down at their legs.

"That's so cool!" Seonghwa gasped. "Have I seen any of your designs?" his eyes were round and his scent spiked. The omega was truly interested in what Hongjoong did for a living.

"Ah, yes and no" Hongjoong responded, with earned a look of confusion from the omega. "I don't have any designs in a shop or on the runway yet. I mean it's why I moved to Seoul, so that I can have more opportunities like that. But you have seen some of my projects. The clothes my pups wear, I made it."