Forest-Namseok

Chapter 13

Fate has a strange sense of humor. Haven’t you noticed? When something starts to go smoothly something else happens and ruins everything. But that’s life isn’t it? Not everything is roses and sugar plums; life is a mix of whiskey and cola. A bittersweet cocktail full of flavor that everyone can drink, made by Choices.

Let’s imagine Choices as a skilled bartender. They calculate your demeanor and fix your whiskey and cola depending on your life. If you chose to have chosen, let’s say, A during the day your cocktail will be bitter, if you chose B it’ll be sweeter and if, by any chance, you chose C then it’ll be just right.

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“So the three of you had actually mated a year ago?” Taehyung almost spit the coffee he was drinking when the three males had arrived and told them their side of the story.

Namjoon was filled in on the packs situation by Hoseok. It was just the four Betas he had met, the two Alphas and the two Omegas. There used to be more members but most of them joined other packs or died due to a war between his pack and another one. It was more of a vendetta according to Hoseok that ended when the previous pack Leaders died

“Yeah, but you know how the Leaders are. They can’t understand lots of things” Jungkook said and looked at Namjoon worriedly

“Hey, don’t worry.” Said Namjoon chuckling. “My parents are pretty vanilla. I struggle to get them out of that box” he could see how weary the trio was. They didn’t know him like Jin and Taehyung and definitely didn’t trust them like Hoseok did, so he didn’t mind their disbelief.

“They are good people but when it comes to kinks or types of couples they kind of forget that and they think it’s only gay or straight” he said and kind of lost track when he sensed Hoseok glue his nose on his neck and sniffed his aftershave “Heck, I had a hard time making them believe I’m pansexual. For a year they were looking at me weird when I washed pans”

“Don’t tell me they believed you were getting off with pans” Yoongi asked the confusion evident on his face

“Oh they thought pots too” that earned giggles and laughs from the other people who couldn’t believe how uneducated to lgbtq+ their Leaders were. Right then the front door opened and a shy ‘Namjoon, you here’ was heard

“Yeah I’m coming!” the kids had decided to buy coffee and have the breakfast delivered to the shop. The woman behind the café counter suggested it since it would take a while to be cooked and they did not want to wait awkwardly for half an hour.

As Hoseok slid off Namjoon’s lap and fished his mates wallet out his coat for him, Namjoon had already stood up and straightened his suit.

“Thanks babe” he whispered to Hoseok as he skipped out the backroom to get the breakfast leaving the others to empty the coffee table from the junk.

“Oh hey! Young is that right?” Namjoon asked as he recognized the delivery boy to be one of his high school classmates. “You work at the Belle?” he asked the stunned boy

“W-well yeah… you own the place?” Young asked scratching his cheek “I thought that French lady owned it”

“She retired and gave the shop to me, so yeah you can say it’s mine?” Namjoon could almost feel the werewolves eavesdropping in his conversation. “So what do you do? I mean out of work. Do you go to college?” He asked out of interest. He hadn’t seen his classmate in a while and since he guessed he’ll be ordering for a while it wouldn’t hurt to keep good relations, would it?

“Um…no not really. Just the work” he said and chuckled as Namjoon nodded with a soft smile. “Oh- your food!” Young exclaimed and Namjoon laughed kindly.