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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.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" Changhee cups her face.

"I'm fine, oppa. 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.

"How are you getting home?" Chan asks. "Should I call for a car?"

"I already did," Changhee smiles at the alpha. "But thank you, Bang Chan-ssi. The car is waiting for you outside. What do you want to eat? Dinner is on me."

Y/n sniffs as she continues to hug her manager. "Would you be mad if I said steak?"

The 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 turns to 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 stills as her scent washes over him, his shoulders rising while his alpha rushes to the surface. Jisung's eyes widen as his pupils dilate, and he smacks his hand over his nose, trying to keep himself from inhaling her intoxicating scent. 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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"Do you remember this place?"

Y/n smiles, nodding her head as she glances up at the restaurant. "Yeah. You took me here for my first official line-up and we had dinner with the other girls." She dips her head as the memories float through her head. "Unnie got super drunk that night and we spent the next day cuddling her and nursing her back to health."

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