At 19 years old, Beomgyu should be supporting his favorite band, going to malls to look at the seasonal clothes that have arrived, or being raising money for his high school graduation. But no, in his short - or long - 19 winters, Choi Beomgyu is pr...
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It's only been 10 minutes and thank God Taehyun hasn't done anything but growl when the omega and his cousin get too close or smile at each other.
To Beomgyu, it felt nice. They were under a tree that gave them shade, the air made their branches collide and make a relaxing noise. "How long are they going to be here?" Taehyun asks, interrupting and typing something on his phone.
"About...an hour or a little more" Beomgyu looks at the clock and his phone.
"Okay. I'm leaving" he stands up. "Here, if you want you can buy anything to eat" he leaves some money inside the omega's backpack and begins to leave.
"Will you go to work?" The alpha only shrugs his shoulders but never stops walking.
"Is he difficult to deal with?" Heeseung asks. "I don't know why he acts like that with you. Many of our aunts love him for being protective."
"I don't know, it's always been like that with me"
"As well as?"
"Like hostile and idiotic" Heeseung nods, copying a few things into his notebook.
The advice is going well, the alpha apparently learns quite quickly. Heeseung was always kind to him and at no time did he insinuate anything or say off-color things. On the contrary, he said he was happy to have him in his family and even happier that he would soon be an uncle. He said that of the cousins, Taehyun was the first to mate and have a child. Well, maybe the black-haired alpha was one of the oldest of his cousins, his family was still young.
With the money that Taehyun gave him, he saw that he could buy some things at the supermarket. That would be better because then both of them would eat. In a small supermarket he bought bananas, bread, ham, cheese and some vanilla milk. He also recharged his cell phone with some credit.
He looked at the time and it was already close to 6PM, and he still had to wait for the bus to take him home. Walking to the station, he passed by an art store, there he bought a small can of white spray paint. He had a job with Soobin on Friday, so he might as well buy it at once.
On the bus, he sighs happily, he just wants to get home and eat something, then take a shower and sleep until the next day. Around 7PM he is opening the door to his small house. It smells like cigarettes and other things, a very thin layer of smoke comes out of the kitchen entrance. Inside is Taehyun, accompanied by two more alphas and Beomgyu doesn't know those. There are bottles of beer on the table, also dirty glasses and a half-drunk bottle of cheap whiskey.
"Ehh..." Beomgyu comes in with the bags and puts them on the table, next to the dishwasher.
"Is your omega, Taehyun?" A drunk and maybe drugged alpha asks. The black-haired man doesn't answer. "He has a nice ass"
The brunette opens his mouth but nothing comes out, he just watches in disbelief as Taehyun nods, and then laughs. The others follow him.
Beomgyu prepares a sandwich, under the mocking gaze of the three alphas, when he finishes. He leaves without saying anything to his room. He spends all his time there, locked up.
