The Nose Blind Wolf.

Chapter 1

It's that time of year again.

"I know, I know. I just need to run out and get some stuff really quick. Do you want me to starve or something?" Junhoe complains into his phone while tugging on his boots.

"Are you crazy? You can't go out right now. You might get mauled!" Jinhwan's high-pitched, panicked voice filters through his ear. "Any Alpha would be able to tell and then it's over. You have to stay inside."

"My heat hasn't even started yet," Junhoe counters. "And I'm just going to the store nearby. It'll be like ten minutes max. I promise."

"No!" Jinhwan protests vehemently into his ear. "Even if it hasn't started yet an Alpha would be able to smell it coming anyways. Just wait, please? I'll make Hanbin go pick up some things for you or something."

"What are the chances I'll even run into an Alpha anyways? It's four in the afternoon. Alphas don't do anything until, like, ten. They like to prowl around at night." Junhoe finishes tugging on his boots. Standing up, he grabs his keys from his kitchen table and stuffs them into his pocket. Then he opens his front door, intending to leave in spite of all his friend's protests. "Besides better me than Donghyuk right? At least I can feasibly fight off an Alpha."

His roommate, Donghyuk, has already holed himself up in his room in preparation for the hormonal storm about to hit the two omegas, and, even though Donghyuk is not his most favorite person in the world, Junhoe would actually feel bad forcing him to go out and buy emergency food supplies for both of them. He's scrawny and weak, and an Alpha would surely jump him if alone in this state - or even his normal state for that matter.

"Just because you lack a brain-to-mouth filter does not mean you can fight off an Alpha," Jinhwan deadpans. "They don't care if you say they have a small dick. They'd stick it in you anyways."

"Gross. Don't talk like that." Stepping outside the door, he glances down the hallway before quietly shutting the door behind him. No need to alert Jinhwan that he's blatantly disobeying his commands.

"Please, Junhoe. Hanbin will be home in, like, forty minutes. Just wait. It's just food, and you're not due to start for another day or so. You don't have to get groceries right now."

"Yeah, except Donghyuk keeps bitching about his cramps," Junhoe tells his friend, briskly walking towards the elevators. "You know pain meds do jack for him. He wants those Thermacare heating packs, and we're all out."

"And you can't wait for an hour?" Jinhwan sounds near hysterical. Junhoe rolls his eyes at his over dramatic tone.

Jabbing the down button on the elevator, Junhoe spins around and leans back against the wall beside it. "I really would rather not endure anymore of Donghyuk's whining for now. He's annoying enough when he's not keeled over in pain and near heat. This is pure torture. And, like I said, I'll be fine. If I were in the middle of my own heat of course I'd wait, but this is fine. I promise. What can happen in ten minutes?"

The elevator arrives on his floor with a ding while Jinhwan continues to grumble under his breath. The doors slide open, and Junhoe steps into the empty elevator. "Okay, well Donghyuk's whining his ass off again, so I better check up on him," Junhoe lies, "I have to go. Bye!" And he hangs up before Jinhwan can throw in one more plea to stay home.