Random Oneshots Pt. 2

YeonBin: {Love Me Lots} [F]

Here you go! I'm on a roll

POV: 3rd Person

  Soobin knows their type of love is non-traditional, and it does come with some nasty looks towards his way as someone who's supposed to wear the pants in a relationship with an omega. But.. he can't help but fall into the older's arms, who would hold him close and wrap his scent around him.

  On a day like this, when the cafe is a little too much and a little more than a handful of rude customers, all the alpha wants is to be wrapped up in his omega's arms, and nuzzle up in bed. Though still, he doesn't get to go on break yet, even if it's already a little past noon because of the oncoming rush.

  They all seem to realize that they can all step on him, an alpha who has a weak, mellow scent. Tall, but soft-looking. Quiet and timid. A bite mark on his neck that gave off a scent that was stronger, more intimidating. But it was not normal for an alpha to be the one marked.

  "Shameful." A man spat, glaring at him in his sweaty construction uniform. His scent musty and disgusting, and it makes Soobin shake. He really doesn't want any trouble right now.

  Just then, the high-tingling of the doorbell rung, notifying him of a new customer to add into this already long line - but the man stocks up, bright pink hair and dark clothes, and raises an eyebrow. Fox-like eyes pinning daggers on the old man's soul. "What's the problem, huh? Quit holding up the line."

  Soobin holds his breath. The owner of the bite on his neck is here - and his scent overwhelmingly intoxicating to the alpha - though very intimidating to most. "Hah.. getting an omega to stand up for you?"

  "And what's it to you, old man?" Yeonjun's quick to anger, and the younger man has to take his hand in his to stop him from lunging at the alpha's throat. "Bin-ah, don't you hear him talking about you?"

  "A lot of people are waiting, Hyung.." His voice is quiet, and he gives Yeonjun a little tug. The man rolls his eyes before stepping out, not before flipping off the other alpha, who could only huff and puff before stomping out the cafe.

  "Want a hand?" Yeonjun's already putting on an apron, over his baggy outfit, and tying up parts of his hair. It doesn't matter what Soobin would say, because he'll help him anyway.

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  When the cafe does finally miraculously get empty, save for the regulars who sit in a corner and study by themselves, Yeonjun takes it as an opportunity to get close. To scent Soobin again at their regular time before it truly fades.

  For an omega, his scent is strong. The type that would usually be for an alpha - but it seems both of them were made for each other with how unusual they both are. He licks a stripe on Soobin's neck, and sinks his teeth onto the bruised flesh.

  The taller's knees had buckled, and he had muffled a whimper, trapped against the wall of the cramped backroom, and his fingers digging into the older's shoulders. In times like these, Yeonjun would place his scent all over, in different times, he'd take Soobin whole, and the male would only rub his glands on Yeonjun. Just like how the dancer had liked it.

  A soft floral and a dark bitter scent mingling and mixing.

  He pats Soobin's bottom, and ushers him out. Yeonjun sprays another scent to mask out their scenting, and follows after.

  Ah, like this, on a lazy afternoon, Yeonjun hands stays beside his hips and traps him against the counter for a soft kiss.

  "I love you lots, Binnie. But you have to defend yourself, too."

  "But.. I like it when you save me." Soobin places a shy kiss on his lips, hand fiddling with the baby strands behind the omega's ear. When his hand is pulled away and held in Yeonjun's owns, he feels full of love.

  "Ah.. you're looking for trouble, mm?"

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Author's Note: Non-traditional A/B/O dynamics my love