The Adventures of Cat and Kitten

Chapter 3

That day marked a new awareness in him. Where he had been aware of Jihoon's attractiveness before, it tortured him now. He didn't know if the omega wanted him too, if he was interested in a relationship, a quick fuck, whatever. He didn't even know whether he was interested in men.

All the same, he went back. Day after day, where he teased the omega and got playfully pushed away, or tortured, or scolded. Where he let him cuddle in their soft, sweet moments just after dawn if he wished, and where each night was filled with his most rampant fantasies. He was fucking whipped and struggled to hide it from everyone. Rather let everyone think he was a goofball as thick as two planks glued together.

The second month passed into the third, then the fourth before Jihoon's oldest friend, the aforementioned wolf with a harem, invited him for beers one day. Tired, aching and not in the mood for any shit, he nearly refused, but in the end gave in. Choi Seungcheol was a decent sort of chap for a wolf alpha; sure, he had the massive protectiveness of that type and species, but he wasn't overbearing with it. Clever too; the man was managing to pass a difficult business management course without any issues that Soonyoung could see.

"There you are," he said as Seungcheol slid into the booth Soonyoung slouched in at the bar. The rest of it was full of salarymen out with their colleagues, offering them privacy. The booth, thanks to whoever had the bar, had white-noise generators at the edge of it, which meant they were wrapped in a soothing bubble of sound and everyone else's chatter didn't hurt his ears. He leant sideways to pull the still-closed bottle open, concentrated for a moment and twisted the cap off, sliding it over to the wolf.

Seungcheol smirked. "Showing off that tiger strength, huh?"

"Oh, shut up," Soonyoung sniped. "Like you've got anything to complain about. Since I can smell about three girls on you, you're either off a spectacular night or about to start one, so... what's this about?"

"About to," Seungcheol confirmed. "And what else? I'm here to talk about Woozi."

Soonyoung's ears twitched with irritation. It was some kind of nickname Jihoon used since youth for production, that was about all he knew of it. "Okay?"

Seungcheol eyeballed him. "To be honest," he finally said, "I can't tell if you're interested in him, or you're merely masochistic. You buy his coffee and meals, you're patient and non-threatening and not scum, and every time he pushes you away you just come back for more. So either you're interested in a long play, or you've got some kind of punishment kink."

Soonyoung choked on his beer. "You think I'm masochistic because I'm nice?" he asked incredulously. "Shit, dude, it's not like I'm hurting for money, or I would have lived in the dorms. Buying him coffee and late-night food isn't going to hurt me."

"I know," Seungcheol continued. "And I've been watching you with him."

"Like you're approving who's allowed to approach him?" Soonyoung asked as he chugged back a mouthful.

Seungcheol didn't even blush. "Exactly. But I approve of you, so why won't you make a fucking move?"

Soonyoung wiggled up two fingers. "One, I've no idea if he's even interested because he's about as tsun-tsun as they come. Two, I don't know if he's into dudes. It's not like we've ever discussed it. For all I know he's got a girlfriend somewhere and he's just using me as a self-heating body pillow."

Seungcheol brayed, he howled with laughter at that one. "And you let him do it? Oh man, you're whipped." He put the bottle down on the table. "Trust me. Lee Jihoon is more than willing to be with men. We've never swung that way because we're friends and I'm totally straight, but believe me when I tell you he's interested. Interested enough that he's been whining at me, thus this intervention. He's attracted to you. Kindly get your shit together."