Over the Edge

Chapter 2

Changbin's POV

The moment he asked her to come in, the omega stepped inside, closing the door behind her but not moving any further. Han had already slipped off his shoes, adding to the pile in the entryway before heading straight to the living room, calling for the others not already there. Reaching up to scratch the back of his head, Bin looked sheepishly between the pile and the omega. "Sorry, uh you can take your shoes off and put them pretty much anywhere." He followed Hannie's example and kicked off his own shoes, stepping over the other shoes before heading towards the living room as well, seeing the others either on the couch or seated on the floor. Clearing his throat, he looked around at his pack mates, unsure really what to say.

"Well, so...this is Y/N. There's this whole thing with JYP that's probably best to not get into until hyung gets a chance to talk to him about this, but uh, yeah she's at least staying-" He was cut off mid-sentence, confused looks staring back at him.

"Hyung, who are you talking about?"

His brow furrowed as he blinked twice at Jeongin, taking a minute to process the question before gesturing behind him with his thumb. "Y/N....the omega right.." he barely turned his head, seeing nothing out of the corner of his eye, actually turning his whole body this time to find no one behind him. "..here?"

He stared for a moment before heading back towards the door, only to stop and stare once more, dumbfounded by the scene before him. There was Y/N, kneeled down on the floor in the entryway, pairing and lining up their shoes on either side of the wall. From what he could tell, she had even organized them, all of Chan's neatly lined up along the wall, space even left for he assumed the ones hyung was currently wearing, then his own were beside Chan's, going through each member.

Did their feet stink that bad that she could actually distinguish which shoes belonged to who? Man, that was an embarrassing thought, especially if it was true. As she was finishing with the last pair, he noticed she had placed her own shoes in the corner by the door, furthest away from theirs. Changbin didn't really understand why, but decided not to comment on it.

"You didn't have to do that, you know?" He reached a hand down to help her stand, but she ignored it, straightening up on her own and brushing off her knees. Awkwardly, he pulled his hand back, not missing the slight wince that flashed across her face when his hand reached towards her, shifting back to that expressionless stare barely a second later.

Taking a moment to really look her over, she seemed a bit on the thin side, every muscle on her was tense, as if ready to take off at any moment. The streaks of white in her hair didn't seem dyed, going all the way to the root while at the same time some strands had the white all the way down to the ends while others were just starting to grow out white, stopping just a few inches from the roots. The rest had lengths varying anything in between. She still refused to look at him though, her gaze never going higher than his chest.

There was a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, too many things with this whole situation raising red flags for the alpha. A sigh left his lips, glancing back towards the living room. He was not fond of this whole situation, but he was positive their pack alpha would handle it. For now, he just had to wait. Soon enough, she'd likely be back home or wherever the boss had gotten her from.

"Come on, I need to introduce you to the others." This time, he stopped after taking just a couple steps, looking back to ensure she was actually following this time. He let out a huff before continuing further into his home, rolling his shoulders back to try and work out the irritation and unease, though it really didn't help much.

The moment they were within eyesight of the others, all eyes were on them, well, her to be exact. "What exactly is going on here?" He met Minho-hyung's tense but confused gaze, still unsure what exactly to say.