When Kim Sunoo writes an explicit letter detailing how exactly he wants his dream alpha Park Sunghoon to fuck him, it's supposed to be a manifestation- or, at the very least, a healthy way to get his feelings of sexual frustrations out.
But then the...
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˚˖𓍢ִִ໋🍂°•˚˖𓍢ִ✧˚.
The post office was a nondescript little box on the edge of campus. Sunoo had kind of thought that Jungwon had lied to him about it being open on Sunday’s just to get him and Jake far from the apartment, but it was actually open.
Just one person was working behind the desk inside, a pretty omega with his head down and headphones on.
“I volunteer to go inside.” Jake immediately said after catching a glimpse of the omega. He had his hands pressed to the glass, breath fogging it up as his imaginary tail wagged excitedly. Sunoo pulled him back by the collar, grimacing as he wondered whether to warn the employee about giving the glass a wipe down afterwards.
“Absolutely not.” Sunoo said flatly. To his credit, Jake wasn’t the least bit deterred.
“I can be the honeypot!” Jake argued. “I go inside, seduce and distract the guy into giving up your letter, you reward me with my hug, everything’s all good in JakeLand again!”
“I hate JakeLand!” Sunoo shouted, startling a nearby alpha who was jogging beside them. What kind of sick fucking freak jogged on Sunday mornings?
Sunoo’s heart was so full of hate, it was starting to scare him.
“I’m sorry for yelling.” Sunoo said in a quiet voice, feeling bad at the sight of Jake pouting like a kicked puppy. “I’m just very upset right now.”
“You won’t be for much longer, because I’m gonna help you!” Jake said, and his passion was enough to make Sunoo smile. “C’mon. Let’s go inside together. I’m sure the guy’s gonna help us out.”
“Thanks Jake hyung.” Sunoo couldn’t help but cheer up a little at that.
“Can we hold hands going in?” Jake asked.
“No.” Sunoo said shortly. “I’m still mad at you.”
“I understand.”
“Just. Please don’t try and seduce him.” Sunoo sighed as he opened the door, the sound of a bell jingling announcing their presence. “I can’t burn another bridge. When that barista on campus tried to hit you with an expired muffin and missed and hit me instead, it really hurt.”
“I didn’t mean to ask him to put his milk in my coffee.” Jake tried to defend himself. “I just forgot the names of the drink sizes at Starbucks and got nervous! Heeseung hyung said that if I say the wrong one, the barista will take me out back and shoot me-!”
