Crown

19. More than an Artefact

Smut starting somewhere in the middle of the chapter.

Warnings for like everything that a/b/o involves. Knotting, breeding, belly bulges etc.

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"Alright, but what about the part where he said he will assume your arrival here as consent? You know you were not that glorious in pushing him off two days ago in Kasachstan."

Seonghwa inwardly cursed at San and his useless need to call Seonghwa out for his mistakes. It was not the time for that.

"That's exactly why we waited until he's gone to do this! That would just make things awkward if I told him that uh no, I'm actually not here to get into your bed, I just came to steal from you. Are you sure he's far?" Seonghwa squinted over at the house Hongjoong resided in with his team. It was all dark inside, all lights long since having gone out. He was sitting in the bushes in their little garden and waiting for his signal to go.

"Yeah, his signal's been stuck in Lyon for quite some hours now. Maybe he has a date that isn't as stubborn as you."

Indignant and definitely not jealous, Seonghwa rose to approach the house in a sneak attack. Everybody had left somewhen during the day. Seonghwa had spent his day waiting and watching them, picking up their scents as they took the evening off.

He had been faster than Hongjoong this time. The man had taken a detour to the south so Seonghwa had come right here, ready to sneak off with the artefact pieces.

He had seen all three of the pack members leaving the house one after the other. The first one had been their omega, Wooyoung. He was an adorable little thing with bouncy blond locks and a big smile on his face. He had smelled like peaches, and San had been over the moon when Seonghwa told him. San loved peaches, after all.

The second one had been Jongho and his classy scent of old books. He had left the house in a turtleneck despite it being a sunny day and a gloomy face that showed he was deep in thought.

The last beta had been Mingi, then. Mingi was a tall and red-haired man that Seonghwa first thought smelled of coal or fire when actually it was smores being toasted above said fire.

They made a weird pack, but at the same time, it fit Hongjoong so well that Seonghwa wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. The reminder that Hongjoong was a pack alpha sometimes made his insides feel weird.

"Alright then, in we go." Seonghwa was thankful to be secluded by their garden and fence so him picking the lock of the door wouldn't look as suspicious. Contrary to Seonghwa, Hongjoong lived in a smaller house somewhere in a nice rural area in Paris, instead of a large mansion out of the city. Still, he had some hidden high-tech security that San had disabled for him after Wooyound had left his place behind the computers.

"I hate having to lie to Wooyoung for you," San murmured even now, dejected. Seonghwa imagined him pouting as he stepped in and closed the door behind him quietly. It was completely dark inside, but he had no qualms to hit the light switch.

"Whose pack are you in, you wanna desert us?"

Seonghwa looked around in the comfy but not too messy living room right to his left. Now, where would Hongjoong hide these things?

"I'd ditch you, but never dear Yeosangie. You're lucky. Hmm, there are some more security systems upstairs, he might keep it hidden somewhere. Go up on the next floor and then to the left."

Seonghwa did, sneaking carefully. It was eerily quiet here without anybody around, and he didn't even need to be that cautious, but it could never hurt.