Destiny Makes Eight

The Kim Pack

Yeosang woke up slowly. He had slept well enough but still had a difficult time fully waking. Maybe it was the heavy scent wafting off of Seonghwa that kept him feeling lethargic. He blinked his eyes open slowly and was met with Wooyoung’s face in front of him. The pretty mole under his eye was always one of Yeosang’s favorite things. Wooyoung smiled at him before his eyes rolled back a little in his head. Yeosang blinked then his eyes widened as he took in the sight in front of him. Seonghwa’s arms were wrapped around the Beta, holding him close. His hips rutting against Wooyoung in search of relief.

“Save me…” Wooyoung dramatically reached his hand out for Yeosang. The blonde knew Wooyoung had no intention of escaping. He loved when Seonghwa was clingy with him and honestly, Yeosang wasn’t surprised that their Luna had latched onto Wooyoung during the beginning of his heat. His worry over both Wooyoung and Mingi had stressed him out enough to force his heat to start a little early.

“You love it.” A sleep strained voice caressed Yeosang’s ear. Surprisingly, Yeosang hadn’t realized that he and Wooyoung had switched places during the night. He found himself right next to San judging by the sound of his husky morning voice in Yeosang’s ear. Yeosang watched as Wooyoung’s smirk returned to his face.

“I have a Luna to take care of.” Wooyoung squirmed around and managed to face Seonghwa. He nipped at the elder’s neck and shared a scenting session with him. Seonghwa’s scent sweetened even more. The smell of sugary roses getting stronger due to his heightened hormones. Wooyoung sucked on a spot on Seonghwa’s neck, eliciting a low purring sound from him.

Yeosang flushed a bit and pressed his back closer to San’s chest. Surprised, the Alpha stiffened a little. Yeosang hadn’t really sought out his physical affections much outside of his own heat. He’d done it a few times, but San wasn’t sure exactly how comfortable he was yet. When Yeosang looked over his shoulder with a tiny pout, San knew he was a goner.

“Do you want to sleep more?” San asked carefully as he laid an arm over Yeosang’s waist.

“Is Hongjoong home?” Yeosang asked, snuggling closer. San was over the moon at being chosen by the cautious Omega. There had been many long and difficult conversations with the pack when Yeosang first joined them. It was hard to believe this was even the same person.

“He went to check on our guest.” San said softly. He couldn’t stop the smile that came to his face when he felt Yeosang play with his fingers over the Omega’s stomach. He was elated. So much so that he was worried he would start vibrating with how happy he was feeling. If he were paying more attention, Wooyoung would certainly be happy as well.

“Mm…I wonder what he’s like.” Yeosang mused then turned over suddenly. He pressed his nose into San’s neck, taking in his Alpha scent of citrus and amber. Yeosang knew that Seonghwa’s heat hormones would eventually trigger his own heat. But for now, Yeosang wanted to avoid it for as long as possible. He was usually a few days behind Seonghwa, making the entire thing last about five days between the two of them. San’s scent spiked happily. His citrus notes a little stronger for a few moments. Yeosang loved it almost as much as Hongjoong's forested rosemary.

“Are you doing alright?” San asked after the initial shock wore off. Yeosang was actually scenting him. All on his own, and not in his heat. He wondered if something was bothering the smaller man. San’s cheeks were dark red as he let Yeosang do as he liked. “It’s just…you don’t usually cuddle up to me like this.”

“I feel a little anxious. But…you’re helping. You feel safe.” Yeosang admitted quietly. He settled with his face in San’s chest and wiggled a bit until the Alpha had his arms wrapped protectively around him. His broad shoulders and chest encompassed Yeosang easily.