Rendezvous

Mark Jung

I'm Mark Jung, 20 years old, an Alpha, obviously. My Korean name is Jung Minhyung.

So, if you guys wondering why I have an English name, it's because I was born in Canada, and my family came back to Korea a year before my brother was born.

The brother that I'm talking about here is my annoying little brother, Jeno Jung, a year younger than me. Don't get me wrong, it's not that we are not in a good term, it's just that sometimes I find him annoying, especially when he starts clingy with mom and dad.

If I could give an award to the greatest father in the world, Jung Jaehyun will be the one who received it. My dad is the best dad in the whole world, he owned an advertising company in Korea. He is my role model, a total package of everyone's dream husband. He's handsome, talented, hardworking, kind but maybe, well, like everyone he has his weakness too, that is my mom, Jung Taeyong.

My mom runs a bakery shop and you know what? He bakes the best cookies and cakes, I don't think anyone could beat him on that. My mom is such a beautiful Omega, kind and cheerful, but he can turn into a scary monster when someone messes with him, even with my dad. Everyone always said that they are the true definition of couple goals, which is true btw. And I wish that I will have a mate like my mom someday. For me, mommy Taeyong is the most beautiful person in this world, well that's what I thought before I met him.

Who is he?

Let me tell you a bit about him, Haechan Seo.

The Seo family is my parents' best friends, they knew each other since their school days I guess? I was 5 when I met with Haechan Seo for the first time, my mate to be exact.

That day, a normal day for me, as I had just come back from kindergarten. I noticed there were four of them, the parents, a tall male Alpha and a small beautiful male Omega next to him. On their left was their daughter, she was about my age I guess, and there was this girl, hiding at her mom's back. In which I assumed the youngest one.

“Mom, who is she?” I asked my mom, pointing at her, while eyeing the said person.

She looked so cute, has a pair of beautiful hazel eyes, which reminds me of my Mr. Brown (my teddy bear that mom gave me on my 3rd birthday), her skin was more like my fave chocolate milk, and also her fluffy brown hair. She was peeping at me, still hiding behind her mom.

Mom chuckled at me as he ruffled my hair. “no honey. That little boy is Haechan. He is the same age as Jeno, and that is Yeri, she is the same age as you. Now, go and ask them to play in your room okay, together with Jeno,”

I nodded at mom and went to him, but Jeno suddenly beat me to it. I don't know why, but that was the first time I got despised at Jeno. Not to mention when Jeno held his hand.

An instinct maybe, I growled at Jeno and grabbed Haechan's wrist.

“NO! MINE! MATE! ”

And that left our parents speechless. Jeno was crying when I slapped his hand, mom was hugging him and kissing his head, mumbling something to him. And I know, something is not right. Being an older brother to Jeno, I always let Jeno win, but I guess not this time.

Haechan's mom whispered to my mom, “I think we're going to be a family soon,”. And mom, he nodded and shook hands with Haechan's mom.

While his dad, rubbed his temples, it already looked like he was having a bad day. “I'm not ready to share my son with someone else yet. He's just a baby,” with that, my dad gave a squeeze on his shoulder.