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2023.05.29

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After Y/n pulls herself together, Jisung and Chan escort her out of the room. Her manager meets her at the end of the hall, and his face pales at the sight of her redden eyes.

Changhee rushes up to her, cupping her face. "What's wrong? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Appa. Just got emotional." Y/n squeezes his hand, nudging her nose against his palm.

Changhee huffs and pulls her into a hug. "It's okay to cry. You've made it."

Y/n slumps into his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder and holding him close just a little longer. Changhee has always felt like an uncle to her. She appreciates him more than anything.

"How are you getting home?" Chan asks, face soft and open. "Should I call for a car?"

"I already did." Changhee smiles at the alpha. "But thank you, Bang Chan-ssi."

He pats Y/n's back. "The car is waiting for you outside. What do you want to eat? Dinner is on me."

Y/n sniffs as she keeps hugging her manager. "Would you be mad if I said steak?"

The older omega laughs, rocking her from side to side. "Absolutely not. Let's get some steak in you. You've had a long day."

Y/n finally lets him go and faces Chan and Jisung. "I– Thank you for choosing me. I promise to carry my weight."

Jisung wrinkles his nose as Chan shakes his head. "Don't talk like that. It's alright. Go ahead and eat. We'll talk tomorrow."

"Alright." She smiles, slightly waving her hand. "Goodnight."

Jisung waves back with a small smile on his face.

"Alright, let's go. I'm hungry now." Changhee ushers her forward. His eyes dart down to her neck, and he recoils. "Yah. You still have these on?"

Y/n flinches as Changhee gently takes the patches off her neck. "Oh, yeah. I forgot about those. Sorry."

"It's alright. Come on."

Chan tenses as her scent washes over him, his shoulders rising while his alpha rushes to the surface. Jisung's eyes widen, his pupils dilating, and he smacks his hand over his nose, trying to keep himself from inhaling her intoxicating scent. What in the world?

Chan takes a rigid step forward, and at the sight of his red alphan eyes, Jisung darts out to grab his arm, yanking him back and slamming him against the wall, quickly caging him in.

"Hyung," he hisses. "What are you doing?"

Chan briefly glances at him but his face is turned toward the space Y/n left behind, the overwhelmingly ravishing scent that hovers in the air. "Why does she– Her scent– I-I thought she was an omega."

"She is an omega." Jisung grips his arms. "She has to be."

"Do you think she could be a prime omega?" Chan asks, relaxing under Jisung's hold as he finally reigns in his alpha.

"I don't know." The omega sighs, resting his head on Chan's chest. He frowns as her scent lingers in his nose. "Her scent is so strong. I've never met a prime before, but I'm pretty sure that's what they smell like."

Chan shudders out a breath as he dips down to bury his face in Jisung's neck, trying to get that scent out of his head. "Fuck, what did I get us into?"


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