Am I Good For You?

My Minhyuk

Dancing was different. Hyunjin thought it might be good. He was rarely distracted by the scent changes of the others around him. And the Omegas were obviously more comfortable in his space, able to let go of some of their normal restraints.

"Not bad Jinnie." Felix gasped, passing him a water bottle at the end of the day. They were both sweating, something that would usually have them keeping their distance- but Hyunjin's Alpha was still missing, so he barely noticed Felix's scent, even as the delicate man sat down right beside him.

"Not bad yourself." He huffed, smile weak and exhausted.

"Jeez. Still nothing huh?"

"Not a thing."

"Have you been able to see your neighbor at all today?"

"Not yet. I'll text him tonight to check in. He's kind of, going through something." Hyunjin turned, eyeing the blonde with new interest. Maybe Minho would like Felix. Most people did. "You want to meet him sometime?"

The shorter twisted back around, pulling his own water bottle away from his face to nod emphatically. "Oh my God yes. So much. I had a dream that I met him and we got along really well and you know how I am with dreams Jinnie, my dreams become my reality. Usually. The good ones do anyway." He shut his mouth, looking like he wanted to say a lot more.

The taller laughed. "Okay cool. I'll have him come next time we go out to do something. That way, both you and Bin can meet him. Like, officially."

"Badass." The little blonde whispered, stretching his arms up.

Jisung left early in the morning, needing to head back to work to finish a few songs he was still not satisfied with. Minho slept in, ignoring the way his phone kept buzzing. There were quite a few people he was avoiding- one of them being his boss.

When he got up at 3, it was to loud pounding on his door. He opened it without checking who it was, and thusly, confronted an unhappy Minhyuk.

"You're in trouble baby." He growled, scent of clove acrid and strong.

Minho slammed the door with all his might, holding his breath and running back upstairs. Minhyuk was ready for it though, and he kicked the door before it could latch, chasing and catching him by an ankle before he'd made it even halfway up the stairs, yanking the shorter beneath him and pinning his wrists to the carpeted steps.

"Ah! Wait-"

"You don't tell me what to do. You FUCKING cheater!" the clove smell was powerful enough to get his head spinning and his eyes crossing- Omega in complete submission at the power behind it.

"I'm not! Uh... 'hyukie don' drug me."

"Who was it?" he was so pretty, even in anger. His white shirt was thin, much too thin to help hold in any of his smell- it was everywhere. It was everything.

"I'm- urg... please. Not so mad... Alpha... pleas-" the fury choked him, had his beast shivering and scared. The clove settled a fraction and Minho blinked his eyes back open.

"Tell me. I deserve to know. Who the hell did you spend your heat with? And why the fuck was it so early?"

The younger ran through the list of honest and acceptable answers in his mind just to see if any of them matched up. Minhyuk was very possessive, a traditional type of Alpha he'd begun dating mostly because of how lonely he was when his friends were too busy to hang out.

They'd been together six months and Minho had kept it going because his Omega loved the elder. He was all of the cliché things an Alpha was supposed to be. Practically a perfect mate.