Rendezvous

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Have you ever had that feeling that you literally want to have the power of teleportation so you could go somewhere else?

Mark was literally cursing nonstop at his brother and his mate. At a time like this, he really wished he never had a brother.

Come on, who could ever sleep after hearing all those moans and the sound of the squeaking bed from the other room?

Basically, it was Jaemin who got his heat yesterday and Jeno took the chance to bring him home.

The couple mated about a year ago and both parents didn't seem to be mind about it. Jaemin took the birth control pill along the way since they were both students. Having a pup is surely not a good option for them.

Well, they actually had their own apartment a couple of blocks away. But Mark didn't understand why the two of them didn't spend their ' love-making session' there. And prefer to do that in their house.

Not bothering about the other Alpha who haven't mated to anyone yet.

"Jennn—ahhhhh,"

Groaned, Mark checked his phone with half-opened eyes. Those voices again.

He sighed.

Somehow he was wondering didn't the couple get tired? Did they spend the whole night mating? The good thing about heat and rut is, the couple may excuse themselves from going to school, college or work.

Basically, both Jaemin and Jeno were excluded to go to college right now. Sound good right? Maybe good for them but not for Mark.

"YAH! JENO! JAEMIN! STOP MAKING PUPS! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP HERE!"

Mark covered his face with a pillow and went back to sleep.

Finally! Those ugly voices were gone.

Maybe he should ask his parents to soundproof his room.

Just when he was about to set off to dreamland, his door suddenly flung open. Whoever it was, Mark swore, he's going to kill him. Or her.

"Rise and shine Mark Jung, you're going to give me a ride today. Now, get up,"

Right, another disturber. Yeri Seo.

With her arms wrapped around her chest, she threw a shirt right on Mark's face.

A low groan escaped from Mark. He whipped his head around and sighed when he noticed that it was Yeri.

She was having that not-so amused impression on her face, maintaining her cold impression. Which undeniably scared Mark a bit. She was a little miniature of Ten.

"Didn't you learn how to knock Yeri?"

"I did, but it's a different story when it comes to you,"

She was then looking around the room and shook her head as she noticed the room didn't look like one.

The clothes were messily placed everywhere, there was leftover ramen in the study table with some spilled orange juice around it.

Yeri could only sigh.

"You call this a room? I thought it was a storeroom," she commented as she shoved some clothes on the floor with her foot.