𝙄𝙎𝙊𝙇𝘼𝙏𝙀𝘿 ➥ ˢᴱᴮᴬᴱᴷ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ²

"Just because he walks differently, has the ability to command people, can easily overcrowd others, he has the right to tell me what to do?" A boy, very feminine and modest looking, had quizzically questioned his therapist.

"Now Baekhyun, I'm not trying to impl-"

"No, it's clear and hard to miss what you're implying here Mr Kim," The one named Baekhyun had interrupted his 1 year therapist as he crossed his arms sassily across his chest.

The sudden formal name had took the therapist off guard since Baekhyun was the one who decided they should both just drop the formalities. That was when he knew he truly hurt the omega's pride.

"As your therapist and possible friend, I want the best for you Mr Byun," Mr Kim had said but frowned at Baekhyun's next words.

"Friend? Not even close." There was silence and knowing the omega, Junmyeon had sighed and took his glasses off. "I see we're not going to agree here...I'll just call this meeting off with Mr Oh." The beta said, drained.

A sudden guilt was felt over washing Baekhyun when Junmyeon stood up and poured himself a glass of water. "Look, I'll go," Baekhyun said, cutting the silence as he for once put his pride down for the sake of his wellbeing. "But, if this Mr Oh guy demands for information I don't want to tell him, then I'll gladly show him what type of omega I am."

Junmyeon gulped at that, wondering how his patient was identified as submissive when he clearly wasn't as weak and frail as the rest. His physique was far different from the others as he had a full on washboard underneath them clothes although not as defined as an alphas.

The therapist wouldn't say he isn't attracted to Baekhyun but he wasn't really all for an omega. They just weren't his type and he thought the same for alphas. The submissive ones at least. He preferred betas and fully believed that he was completely the stereotypical type.

In this era, people believe that betas have all rights to be with whoever they want including the other races. Junmyeon just didn't agree with that. Simply because he wanted children.

Interrupting his thoughts like Baekhyun always did, the older one had smiled politely at his patient. "Jheez, I may have called you Mr Kim, but don't go all mushy on me now." Baekhyun warned docilely.

Junmyeon just laughed at that and ended the therapy lesson there. Baekhyun rolled his eyes as he headed out the door, not even fazed by the fact that hungry eyes immediately turned his direction. But did he really give a shit? No. Why?

Because he was the son of Byun Woohyun.

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As soon as Sehun had heard the knock on his office door, he placed the glass of whiskey on his desk and reluctantly shifted his gaze from the view outside his window to his apprehensive assistant.

"What is it Kim?" Sehun had questioned, looking back down at the profile of his patient due for another 2 months. "They've arrived sir-"

Jongin had immediately kept quiet when he heard the faint howling from his bosses direction and spotting the yellow eyes didn't seem to soothe his uneasiness.

"Shit." Jongin had mumbled under his breath. What's happening? This only ever happened to him when he got...excited but he never, not once, saw Sehun as bad as this.

"Sir?" Jongin tried to regain his attention since it's been a couple minutes too long since the patient has arrived. However he was caught off guard when he heard a low growl emitting from his boss.