BinHwan : Delicate ¦ o m e g a v e r s e

1 ¦ the pills?!

Kim Jinhwan has never been to a club before. Unlike his friends who are regulars, he never really liked getting drunk in a crowded place full of wild teenagers grinding their body in every living thing around them, or sometimes not (he saw someone dry humping the floor not too long ago)

He never likes the feeling of people touching him. Yes, he may be an omega, but he will never be like one. Omegas may be accepted in their society nowadays but the derogatory labels attached to them will never cease anymore.

He wanted to defy those labels though. He's not like them, he says. He's not always a bitch in heat. He's not an omega who spreads his legs to any alpha. He doesn't sleep around, calling for a quick hook up. Nope. Not him.

So what the fuck is he doing in this crowded place now?

"Jinhwan-hyung! Come on, at least pretend to be having fun!"

He watched his friend Jiwon bob his head to the music with his permed violet hair sticking everywhere. This guy really, knew he will disappear later on, probably hooking up with some omegas on the dance floor.

He pushed Bobby away because the guy kept on singing over his head with his hoarse voice. Out of all his friends, Bobby's voice is the most annoying, especially when the guy's just basically belting out weird noises like a howling animal.

But Bobby never left him, so he had to bribe the guy just so he will leave him alone.

"If you don't fucking leave me alone after this, I swear Bob." Bobby just watched him with anticipation crawling in his body.

He gulped the tequila down until his throat gone sore. He even heard Bobby cheering with his authentic wild noises while he tried to shook the aftertaste of the alcohol left on his tongue.

"Hyung, you're so fucking cool." And then Bobby just had to smooch his face before running off to the dance floor where his other bandmates are having fun.

It's their third anniversary as a band, so when his friends decided to celebrate it in a club, he cannot refuse at all.

His members have always been considerate of him. Their first and second anniversary is always celebrated in a secluded place, having some barbecues, talking until everyone is drunk, crying over each other's thoughts, having fun, just them, because his friends knew how he never liked crowded places.

Today is the first time their producer, Kim Hanbin also didn't make it to their anniversary. He is an official member but he never performed with them. He doesn't understand though since Hanbin has talents and that guy has the visuals too. He asked him a couple of times why he doesn't like going to the stage but Hanbin's answers are vague and quizzical.

Damn!

The tequila must be affecting his system when his body started to feel hot and queasy all of a sudden. He tried shaking his head to keep his mind in place and tried standing up so he can head to the toilet if ever he will vomit when he felt something oozing down his thighs and he knew he's fucked up.

Fuck. He felt so dizzy. His insides are churning. His body is so hot he wanted to just strip every clothes in his body.

He's starting to get uncomfortable and sensitive.

Jinhwan cursed when he felt the gazes of alpha's near him. Shit. Did he forget to drink his suppressants? No, today isn't even supposed to be his heat.

He tried hauling himself up before he can even attract more alphas from all the pheromones he's releasing in the air when he felt two large hands on his shoulder.