"Don't you have work?"

"I quit."

"At your own company?" Seokjin asked with a laugh as walked to the closet.

Namjoon only hummed watching his omega move around the room in a mild rush. He was grumbling about his uncharged phone and his white rubber shoes. "If you can't find it then don't go." Namjoon suggested from bed where he was sat on watching in amusement. His issue with work long forgotten. The omega poked his head out of closet only to glare at him before going back.

"Am running late joon-ah why won't you help me?" "Because I don't want you to go." Namjoon replied truthfully, moving the lap desk that was sitting over his legs to the other side of the bed. He placed it to the side carefully, minding the plates and glasses that were still on it.

"You know I have to go, I missed the last one because of you."

"You missed because you couldn't go with a limp." Namjoon laughed in recall. "And whose fault was that?" The omega asked by the door way now dressed in the said rubbers, a pair of black jeans, white T-shirt and a small leather bag. He really had that boyfriend look going on. The alpha only smirked leaning against the head board. "We could always make a repeat." Namjoon suggested.

"Nice try." Seokjin scoffed checking his phone to see it at a better percentage. "Thank you for the breakfast." Namjoon said smiling.

He had just been served plates of lemon blueberry pancake poppers with bacon, fruits, and a cup of tea after. The omega had woken early to make it, and Namjoon was indeed surprised when he was woken with kisses, then good breakfast. He couldn't think of any other way that he would want it.

"Your welcome." Seokjin smiled putting away his phone and wallet in his bag. He had a couple of hours drive to a talk with a university that he would be late too if he didn't leave immediately. Hence the rush. "I have to go, am running late." Seokjin said slinging his bag in his arm and moving to the bed to kiss the alpha goodbye.

Namjoon willingly accepted his lips, pulling at his waist to bring the omega to him lap. It was easy to get the omega distracted, especially with Namjoon before him in nothing but his boxers. Seokjin sat on the alpha lap kissing Namjoon within an inch of his life. Passionately, until it turned into a make out and Seokjin had to remember how late he would be.

He pulled away, trying to get off the alpha's lap. "Not yet." Namjoon whined kneading his cheeks. "Not now. I have duty." Seokjin chuckled as the other pouted. "I'll make it up to you tonight." He pecked the others cheek one last time before he walked away. He alpha only groaning in response.

"How am I suppose to fix this?" Namjoon grumbled pointing at his tight boxers. "Use my toys." Seokjin replied with a laugh at his own joke
"That's not funny." Namjoon commented when the other wheezed in laughter. Seokjin opened the door to leave as his excitement died down.

"I love you." Namjoon beat him to it, his tender eyes peering into his. "I love you too." Seokjin said blowing the other kiss before he left the room. Namjoon gazed at the place his omega had been standing on before. "I really need to throw away those toys." He said shaking his head and moving to the bathroom.

He rushed quickly through shower, and dressing, before cleaning, arranging their room and leaving the home almost an hour later. He liked to keep himself busy of late, not wanting to be by his thoughts too much. And boy were those a lot.

Yesterday he had found himself at the peek. He wanted to tell Seokjin about his meetings with Seulgi and how she would not bother them again. But the omega had smiled so beautifully at him. And he didn't have the heart to upset him with any of that. Besides, it was the last of his antics. He wasn't going to stir up anything now.

The office was lonely without his omega. His day was slow and progressively annoying. Too much work on his hands. He resolved to take a break at the end of the next month. Maybe a couple of weeks with just him and Seokjin on their private island and maybe finally propose to the omega.

He had been thinking about that for a while despite all that was going on. He wanted to be bonded with the omega legally too, put a ring on his finger and make him his by law. He only hoped seokjin would say yes with all the drama that had surrounded him so far.

The omega seemed to have caught onto something, he looked like he had a question or two, and honestly if he would have asked Namjoon would have told him. He didn't think he could lie or hide one more thing from Seokjin.

Evening came soon, and Namjoon stayed in his office, not wanting to go home just yet. The omega wouldn't be back till around eight or nine, so he buried his face in work as he waited. It was probably only him on the floor, the others having checked out when it was time, including Wendy who left early about a date, or something Namjoon didn't quite catch.

A knock on his door had him raising a brow, and he invited the guest in, raising his brows even higher when Seulgi popped in. "Not to be rude but what do you want now." The lady only smiled walking in completely. A bottle in her possession, her bag in her other hand. She wore a simple skater skirt, a blue shirt and some heels.

She walked to the other's desk with a smile. "Nothing, I just wanted to thank you. I figured you would be here."

"You could have just done that over the phone." "Do you really hate me that much?" She smiled sitting by the alpha's desk. Namjoon sighed looking at her. "Not really, but you've done some pretty questionable stuff to my personal life."

"I wouldn't call it questiona-" she cut herself off when Namjoon glared at her. "OK, fine." She laughed, before gazing at Namjoon. "I know I could have called, but I wanted to apologize too." Namjoon only hummed.

"I brought this to help." She pushed the bottle on the table. "Am still at work Seulgi I don't think drinking is the best option."

"Come on, its late and nobody is here, besides, am leaving Korea tomorrow, dad finally gave me my shares thanks to you." She smiled at Namjoon. "Just today and you won't see me in the near future." She added when Namjoon didn't seem to care.

"That's what you said last time." He complained as the other got up. She only laughed, moving to the table by the side to pick a glass. "Come on joon-ah just for tonight." Namjoon should have known she wanted more than just drink with him.

Just for tonight.

He couldn't see what she doing as she spoke with her back towards him. She stood with the glass, flashing a smile before grabbing the bottle and pouring Namjoon a drink. "I'll be out of here before you know it." She said with a smile bringing the bottle to her lips. Namjoon eyed his own drink contemplating. He gazed at her. Seulgi looking back at him with a smile. Encouraging.

Namjoon shrugged. The sooner he finished the faster she would leave. He drank, then again and again, loving the feel of something strong.

The one thing Namjoon's closest competition Jaebum always told him was that he was too trusting. He was lenient with people even when he didn't have to be. His inability to see the world as it was, was going to cost him, either his business or something far more valuable. Namjoon didn't think that was true, he tried to keep an open mind business wise, try to pry the good out of people for his business until he didn't need them anymore. It wasn't malicious, it was just how business worked, and that was exactly what he was doing with seulgi. She was still in great deal the biggest part of the project, and Namjoon tried to keep the business relationship good.

He should have known he was getting played tonight.

The liquor was the expensive kind, with a high percentage of alcohol, but even then Namjoon wasn't a light weight, a glass or two of alcohol wasn't enough to get him drunk. So he shook his head lightly when he felt himself getting drowsy. "You OK?" Seulgi questioned watching him, and he just nodded, tipping back the glass with a smile.

His vision stirred after that, a blur including the woman in front of him. He could have sworn she was smiling, but he didn't trust his eyes anymore. He got up to take a bottle of water but he staggered like a drunkard catching himself by his desk. Seulgi rushed to his side.

"Ok, champ just take it slow." She spoke, but it sounded far, with an echo. Namjoon could feel his body burning with this heat, his clothes were suddenly suffocating him, and these weird emotions of lust ran through him. He could feel it down to his member.

He didn't get to do anything as he was pushed back to his swivel chair. He realized quickly he wasn't drunk, at least not with alcohol. "What did you give me?" He asked with a breath, feeling beads of sweat on his face. He couldn't even see seulgi properly.

His hands tugged at his tie trying to yank it and open his shirt. "Just a little sedative to help you loosen up. You don't see how up tight and stressed you are?" Namjoon heard her, or he could have imagined it. He wasn't sure.

He groaned trying to get up, but was pushed back to the chair immediately. His heart thumbed so loudly he could hear it in his ears, and his muscles contracted with something he couldn't tell. God what was happening to him? He could feel his member straining in his pants without any action whatsoever too. The fuck?

"Let me go Seulgi. We had a deal, I don't w-want any part of this." He managed to say with closed eyes. "Well I do, I just want a piece you for tonight, so just relax." Seulgi could have given anything to get this man in bed with him for only one more night. And here she was, risking everything to get it. She wanted everything he had given him before, if she couldn't get his heart, then he wanted his body, against hers just one more time.

What she wants she gets.

"No, don't you fucking dare." He growled his limps going slack and his chest moving rapidly. He didn't feel too good. He was slipping, losing mind on what was real and what was not. He tried to keep Seokjin in his thoughts, avoiding the strain of his body so he wouldn't give in to the darkness like his wolf already did. He tried chanting his mate's name, to stop his mind from syncing with his bodily wants.

Seulgi was not making it any easy, her hand trailed up his thigh, to which Namjoon slapped it away. "Behave yourself Joon. And I'll let you off your misery soon."

"If you do this I'll never forgive you." He growled tightly gripping the hand on his thigh. "You'll be begging me to help you soon Namjoon, so if I were you I would think about that again." She purred close to Namjoon's face, before latching her lips onto his.

Namjoon wanted to push her away, but instead he let out a groan as she sat on him. It was painful, but the slightest of frictions caused him pleasure. He didn't want this, not a single part of it. But whatever she had given him was making him painfully crave. He had nobody else to blame. He had let this psycho of a woman back into his life and given her the freedom to do anything. "No no n-no get off me." He mumbled turning his head away from the others lips. He grabbed her pushing her off him with less force than he had intended.

"Stop resisting." Seulgi growled back at the end of her patience as Namjoon attempted to get back again. She forcefully cupped his crotch, rubbing her hand over the alpha which earned her a groan of pleasure. "Just like that, let it all go." She praised as she continued her assault despite the alpha grabbing her hand.

Namjoon could tell he had already lost when he felt familiar. He just wanted someone to release him off the pain in his veins, his groins. Thoughts of Seokjin were slipping him as he felt himself lose more clothing, the cold air of his office hitting the parts of him that were on fire. The hands running on his body robbing him of everything than the pleasure it brought him.

He closed his eyes briefly wanting to hold onto anything from his mate, a memory, a feature, a smile or maybe a body part, anything. But it simply couldn't work, one thought overrode the other, and he felt himself plunging into the darkness. A pit of desires that he wasn't meant to feel.

He grunted once more as as he felt lips on him, on parts of him that he had sworn to Seokjin only. He felt his hands pulled and settled on something he assumed was hair, or the other's head.

He opened his eyes to see Seokjin, his emerald eyes looking back at him as he worked him undone. His cheeks were blushed like they always were. Lips perfect around him as they sucked him off.

But why did the strands between his fingers feel longer, wavy and way tangled than the one he was used too. Seokjin's hair was short, it was light and it was soft. So was this his mate or not?

He groaned once more trying to gather anything up, his eyes moved up over his desk and he was met by another set of emerald eyes. He looked between the seokjin below him, and the one standing ahead of him. Wondering what tricks his mind was playing on him.

What actually was this dream?, who actually was his mate? He asked himself but failed to get an answer. A new weight was added to his lap, hands grabbing at his shoulders while a set of thighs played with his still hard member. It didn't feel right. So with a new gathered strength he forced his muscles up, standing forcefully, when he made the figure of the other seokjin running out of the door.

It might have still been his imagination, but he wanted the other. He felt a tug to him. So he chased out the door, staggering, his ears aching with a scream, maybe a shout. He couldn't tell anything. He didn't get any far as his legs wobbled and his vision darted in and out of darkness.

He braced himself on the wall before completely giving in to the floor. Face first.

He only saw white rubbers darting off the corridor, away from him. The last things he heard too was the sound of the same shoes as they went further and further from him.

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What was the reason? You ask.

OK, so I have preached the need for transparency in the relationship between the two. Its the little things Namjoon brushes aside or hides that eventually catch up to him, And then it blows into a whole mess that will ultimately affect them.

I have always had this idea in mind, to portray such a character, strong and willed, but also a little gullible in a game of life.

Thank you and stay safe.