no one knows; yugbam

nok: four

Yugyeom wakes up for the fifth time, hearing noises coming from his mom's room. He groans, getting up to check what time it is. He lazily pads out of his room, and walks toward his mom's room, slightly opening the door. He peeks in, and his eyes widen, the sleep driving out of them at what he sees. He smirks to himself, quietly closing the door as he walks back to his room, putting music on to drown the noises out.

--

Hours later, Yugyeom is surprised that this time his mom hasn't woken him up. He looks at the clock as he yawns, stretching his arms; 7:11. 

Yugyeom pads toward the bathroom after getting up from his bed. He does his business, and washes his face and hands, turning the light off behind him as he pads toward his closet. He changes into a black and white plaid long-sleeved shirt tucked into black pants, a black belt tied around his waist. As he finishes tying the belt, he hears the door from his mom's room open, and he smirks, quickly grabbing his shoes on his way as he runs out of his room.

Eun Ae walks out of her best friend's room, tying a robe around her body, heading downstairs to make breakfast. As she walks, she is surprised when Yugyeom's door slams open, the said omega having an exciting look on his face, his shoes in his hands.

"So how was it?" he asks excitedly, walking with Eun Ae.

"What do you mean?" Eun Ae tilts her head in confusion.

"I think you know what I mean, Eun Ae," Yugyeom states. "Come on, tell me, please. I've been shipping it for so long, it's only fair if I know."

"I still don't know what you're talking about, Yugyeom."

He sighs, rolling his eyes. "Last night—I heard you two."

Eun Ae's eyes widen, her hand stopping midway from grabbing three bowls from the cabinet. "What? W-what do you-"

"I know you and my mom had sex last night, Eun Ae. Now tell me. Was it good?" 

Eun Ae sighs, grabbing the three bowls. "Yugyeom, you're too young-"

"No, I'm not," the omega frowns. "I'm seventeen. I'm going to turn eighteen in less than seven months. Please, Eun Ae?"

The alpha sighs, rubbing her forehead. "It was great, okay?"

"'Great'? That's all?"

"What do you expect me to say, Gyeom? Give you all the details, and how it went down?"

"Yeah!" Yugyeom squeals, his eyes lighting up.

Eun Ae shakes her head, starting to serve the cereal. "Just...imagine it. It's...too personal, and weird to say out loud."

"Fine," Yugyeom sighs, grabbing his bowl. "So...who topped?"

"Who do you think topped, Yugyeom?" 

"Mom?"

Eun Ae rolls her eyes. "Yeah, because omegas top."

"Some do," Yugyeom says defensively.

Eun Ae shakes her head. "Just eat your breakfast, Yugyeom."

--

"It's Friday! Finally!" Chaeyoung is cheering once Yugyeom finally arrives where they are.

"Gotta get down on Friday!" Sana continues, bopping her head.

"Please don't continue." Momo grimaces.

"It's a good song though," Sana pouts.

"Cutie," Tzuyu coos, squishing her girlfriend's cheeks together.

"You guys are weird," Yugyeom chuckles as he sits down on Nayeon's lap.

"Hey, that place is only for me," Jeongyeon protests, frowning.

"Too bad, then." Yugyeom sticks his tongue out at Jeongyeon.

Momo laughs. "Anywho, so who's house are we meeting up at?"

"For what?" Yugyeom asks.

The other nine slap their foreheads at the only male in their group.

"Yugyeom, Yugyeom, Yugyeom," Nayeon tsks, shaking her head at the other omega. "What are we going to do with you?"

"Love me, feed me, and take me in if I ever become homeless." Yugyeom smiles, showing his teeth.

"Ah, so cute!" Jihyo squeals, pinching his cheeks.

"We're going to Bambam's party, remember?" Jeongyeon replies to Yugyeom's question, going back to the main subject. "And maybe we could meet at mine. I think my sister and mom are going out for the night."

"Why?" Tzuyu questions.

Jeongyeon shrugs. "Dunno. I don't really care, though."

"Do we really have to go, though?" Dahyun whines. "It's Friday, and all I want to do is go home and sleep."

"Too damn bad then," Yugyeom huffs, crossing his arms.

"Rude." Dahyun crosses her arms as well.

The rest laugh at the two.

"And I mean, you don't have to go, unnie," Chaeyoung says, shrugging. "The rest of us can go, have some fun, forget all about you..."

"Fine, fine, fine! I'll go!" Dahyun decides, shutting Chaeyoung up.

--

Their dance teacher is currently showing them how to dance to PENTAGON's "Shine", but as she does the shooting dance movement, she twists her ankle, letting out a curse.

"Ms!" a student cries out, running toward the teacher.

Everyone runs toward her, and three students help her up. 

"Someone...h-has to teach the class," she says. "Yugyeom, how about you?"

Everyone's eyes turn toward Yugyeom, and the omega gulps, smiling and nodding nervously. Everyone knows how great of a dancer he is. He's even better than the dance teacher sometimes.

As the students help the dance teacher walk out of the classroom, Yugyeom nervously walks up to the front, avoiding eye contact with a certain alpha as he does so. He walks toward the teacher's phone, and presses play, walking toward the front of the class before he starts teaching.

--

"That was...tiring." Bambam pants as he and Yugyeom are kind of left alone in the classroom.

"No, it wasn't," he scoffs, wiping his sweat away.

Bambam rolls his eyes. "You're only saying that because you're an amazing dancer. Me? Not so much."

"Kunpimook, you're an amazing dancer," Yugyeom says pointedly.

"Don't believe you." Bambam shakes his head. He decides to change the subject. "So you coming today or nah?"

"Why do you care so much?" Yugyeom lets out a small smirk, the other two students leaving the room.

"Because I want to see if you're my mate," Bambam jokes.

Yugyeom scrunches his nose up in disgust, but deep inside he knows he feels something else. "Shut up. I am so not."

"You're right," Bambam chuckles. ❝we're just two people that fuck. nothing else.❞

Yugyeom gulps, feeling his heart pound against his rib cage. ❝r-right.❞