there’s one thing in this life that can never be doubted is how much Beomgyu and Yeonjun love each other. It’s almost disgusting how much their love runs deep, how much things always seem to work out between them even among all the differences and arguments, all the fights that somehow end in good terms after they swallow their pride and talk about their feelings. So there’s no doubt that Beomgyu and Yeonjun truly love each other, but there's a question in the back of Beomgyu’s mind that’s been bothering him for quite a few weeks now.
Why does Yeonjun never let him leave a mark on his neck as a token of their love and everlasting relationship? Six years together is something to be celebrated with a party in times where relationships barely last a year, and Soobin had a mark on his neck even before he reached his second year together with Kai.
It shouldn’t be that serious, Beomgyu doesn’t remember ever having that question in his head before. Not on their third-year-anniversary when someone brought up the lack of mating marks on their necks, or a few months ago when Taehyun teasingly asked him why Yeonjun was wearing a sleeveless turtleneck on summer — it wasn’t to cover any mating marks, but rather a bunch of hickeys and bites that Beomgyu uncontrollably left the night before.
To put it simple, Beomgyu never gave much mind to an archaic and savage thing such as mating marks on his probably future mate, never felt this need to be possessive over Yeonjun to the point of claiming him recklessly, never felt that need that most alphas talk so brashly about when it comes to their omegas.
So he cannot understand why such thoughts and desires have been plaguing his mind lately to the point that he has been paying more attention to the lack of a mark on Yeonjun’s neck and being bothered by it.
Now that he thinks about it, he has a vague idea of where this whole thing has started to become something of more importance to him.
It was after Soobin and Kai’s wedding, a month ago. A beautiful ceremony, very emotional and heartwarming, Beomgyu could swear that if happiness had a physical form, it’d look like the newlywed couple waltzing in the middle of the dance floor to a song not meant for such while avoiding the other people dancing around. Beomgyu still remembers vividly the way Soobin’s eyes were perpetually closed from how hard he smiled and how Kai’s laughter exploded in the place all the time. Beomgyu was sitting on one of the tables, eyes shifting from the married couple to his boyfriend, dancing with Soobin’s daughter — an accident that soon turned into the best thing of their lives, Beomgyu loves that kid as if it’s his own.
Yeonjun looked beautiful, mesmerizing even. His hair was long, a shaggy look that reminded Beomgyu of his own long hair from a year ago; he had to push it back from time to time, the strands falling over his face and making him look like a painting that has received life. Hyunseo was swinging from side to side, bringing Yeonjun with her while the man smiled so happily. Beomgyu couldn’t take his eyes away for even a second, hypnotized by his boyfriend's joy and beauty.
Something blew up in his head, a thought that Beomgyu probably had passingly in the past but never with this strength. He can see it, his own wedding with Yeonjun, having the man to himself for the whole time they have together. Yeonjun looking even more beautiful and happier, dancing with him on the dance floor, waltzing to a song not meant for it but not paying attention because they’re both busy looking at each other, soaking in all the love. Beomgyu can imagine the after too, a life where they have a little girl or boy to take care of, a life where Yeonjun has a mark on his neck that matches with the one Beomgyu will be sporting.
A life where Yeonjun is his mate.
That’s where everything started. That’s where Beomgyu’s downfall and spiraling has emerged, all thanks to a wedding that he came out drunk and had called Yeonjun beautiful and mine for more than twenty times during the whole ride back to their shared apartment — and said those words ten times more while Yeonjun fucked him stupid against the sheets.
