Am I Good For You?

My Last Resort

The scene had grown unbelievably worse, Minho was holding onto the outer edge of his door while Minhyuk tried to yank him in.

He growled, loud as a chainsaw, and the two looked up.

"Jinnie?" There was a brief flash of relief in the Omega's eyes, but it was quickly replaced with a dazed expression. His scent was too powerful. Spice and cream flooded the entire area. Minho's body relaxed at the pheromone rush, sending the two flying backwards on Minhyuk's next yank.

Hyunjin darted inside after them, catching the other off-guard and dragging the dizzy Omega back to the hallyway, pushing him behind his back.

"You again. I thought I warned you to stay away from him." Minhyuk glared, standing slowly.

"Clearly that didn't work. Why don't you leave? Okay? And don't ever come back."

The smaller Alpha grinned "I'm not leaving without a doggy bag. I've already been through enough shit for this completely lackluster lay. He's mine until I'm done with him."

Minho clutched a shaking hand into the fabric of his shirt and Hyunjin turned his head to check on him.

"Need to... sit down. It's too much. It's too much..." he leaned suddenly to one side and the taller pulled him upright, reaching a hand back and propping him forward so the Omega's front was pressed to his spine.

"Aw you sweet thing. Haven't you been challenged for anything? You should never look away during a fight." Minhyuk said, now a foot in front of him. He swung a fist hard and high, catching the taller on the side of his chin, and knocking the two fully back into the hall.

He was fast, already rearing back to kick him in the chest or stomach. Hyunjin pressed them further out so that it missed, but he used the empty space to set up a kick that wouldn't. It connected to his diaphragm, knocking the air out of his lungs with a painful wheeze. They stumbled completely back, and he felt the wall press against the hand holding Minho up because they'd run out of space.

His Alpha helped, offering some archaic memory of evading an attack so that he avoided the next few brutal punches, sliding sideways, then down.

"I'm not surprised that he likes you. You're both weak. Not worth my time." He was getting annoyed, resorting to petty insults, still unable to strike properly.

"Then why are you- huff- trying so hard?" Hyunjin questioned, hoping to get him irritated to the point where he might give up.

It had the opposite effect. Minhyuk snarled, overestimating his next attack and swinging right past him. No. He was grabbing Minho- wrenching the smaller out and pitching him against the far wall. The Omega crashed into it fully, too unaware to protect himself.

He bounced off, stumbling down to the ground.

There was a smell of metal or iron.

Minho's nose was bleeding.

'LET ME- LET ME FOR A MOMENT NOW.'

Hyunjin could sense his Alpha taking control. It was overwhelming, intense. All of the things he FELT. He'd forgotten how strong it was. Such powerful and vicious emotions. The hallway absolutely flooded with Hyunjin's scent and Minho moaned lowly, even though he appeared to be unconscious.

"That was NOT A GOOD IDEA." He bit out through his teeth, Alpha enhancing even the tone of his words.

There was real fear in the shorter's eyes. It was nice. Satisfying. He drew up, grabbing the front of what was probably a very expensive jacket and using it to haul him close. "What the fuck are you-" Minhyuk started, and then he was airborne, traveling much too far down the lengthy hallway before hitting the ground and tumbling gracelessly a few feet further.