"Please tell me this is the last box" Park Seonghwa huffed as he set the large box onto the ever-growing stack in the newly acquired apartment. The omega glanced slowly around the room, taking in the new environment for everything it had to offer. It was cozy, that's for certain. His usual soft coconut scent spiked slightly in pleasure.

"Who knew we had so much shit" Kim Hongjoong huffed, carrying the final – although considerably smaller - box inside. His dark hair fell in a set of sweaty tuffs across his forehead. The soon to be college graduate had dressed in a pair of tight sweatpants and baggy pink t-shirt tied in a knot at the side - not at all the style society would assume an alpha would wear. Knowing that he would be getting some dirty work done he shied away from his typical reformed clothing.

"How we had space in that tiny ass dorm room of ours to accumulate this much is beyond me," Seonghwa sighed, eyeing the boxes with angry distaste. Although, for four years worth of time spent together this likely wasn't as overwhelming as it could've been. Plus he had forced Hongjoong to go through his hoard of clothing before they officially made the move.

"But now we are finally done!" Hongjoong cheered as he dramatically lifted his arms above his head. With a beaming smile he flung himself onto the nearby leather couch. Kicking his legs happily in the air like an excited child. "That was so much work" he sighed dramatically. Hongjoong's own alpha scent shifted slightly, adjusting to the new environment.

"Yah!" Seonghwa waved an accusing finger in Hongjoong's direction. "Don't you even try it, mister. Your boxes were literally half the size of mine! You have nothing to complain about."

"What!" Hongjoong called and quickly pushed himself up into a seated position. Glaring slightly he locked eyes with the other – whom according to Hongjoong was slightly overdressed for the occasion with a snug pair of jeans and grey knit sweater. "That's a blatant lie and you know it Park Seonghwa! My boxes were just as big – if not bigger – than yours."

Seonghwa snorted and rolled his eyes. "Look who's over exaggerating yet again." To an untrained eye the two men would appear to be taking a path down a destructive argument. However this was natural behaviour for them. Hongjoong would likely never admit it, but this was one of the many things he found intriguing about Park Seonghwa – the elder never took any of Hongjoong's shit. Especially for an omega. Hongjoong had experienced far too many omegas that would bend to his every word simply because he was an alpha. That was never the case with Seonghwa. He never allowed his omega status to define him and the way he communicated with others.

"Am not" Hongjoong huffed. Crossing his arms over his chest in a defiant manner. "My boxes were nearly double the size of yours" Hongjoong insisted – now that was likely an over exaggeration but Hongjoong never denied he wasn't dramatic.

"Double the size?" Seonghwa rolled his eyes in disbelief. "More like they were half the size." A smirk tugged at Seonghwa's lips as he decided to tease the younger. "But I suppose that makes sense. You carried half the size of my boxes because you're half the size of me."

Hongjoong quickly rolled forward and did a somersault across the couch. Positioning himself into a squatted form directly in front of Seonghwa. A glare was plastered to his lips, a clear sign of his assertiveness. "Did you just call me short?"

"And if I did?" Seonghwa questioned. It was his turn to cross his arms as he stood his ground against the other. "What could you possibly do about it? Grow? The puberty ship has sailed Hongjoong. You're not getting any taller."

"Maybe I cant get taller" Hongjoong grumbled. "But you sure can get shorter if I cut you off at your kneecaps."

"Oh you're feeling violent tonight," Seonghwa teased.

"Don't make me hurt you" Hongjoong threatened. Seonghwa was right of course, Hongjoong was rather short in terms of alpha status. Majority of alphas would be towering over an omega, and well, Hongjoong simply didn't. Although he didn't care much about those stereotypes. He knew that his height didn't dictate the type of alpha he was.

"You can't hurt m-ah" Seonghwa flinched away, wrapping his hands around his head for shelter. "Did you just throw your shoe at me?" he stared at the younger in disbelief.

"What?" Hongjoong tilted his head in a clueless action. "I haven't the slightest idea what you're talking about Seonghwa. Why would I ever throw my shoe at you?" he flashed the elder an innocent smile.

Seonghwa bent down and lifted a pale pink converse sneaker that landed on the floor just before him. Holding it up he raised an eyebrow at Hongjoong. "Pink converse are just falling from the ceiling now?"

Hongjoong shrugged in response "maybe it's a bonus aspect to the apartment? We just moved in after all. It could rain shoes?"

"That's the story you're going with?" Seonghwa asked. "An apartment with a ceiling that rains shoes?"

"Yeah?" Hongjoong answered very unconvinced.

"Okay" Seonghwa shrugged. "So you won't mind if I keep this random pink converse shoe? Maybe the matching pair will fall from the ceiling eventually too." With a playful smirk Seonghwa moved towards the hallway intending to lock the shoe in his bedroom.

"Yah!" Hongjoong called. Pushing himself over the back of the couch he launched himself towards Seonghwa – successfully jumping on his back.

"What the fuck" Seonghwa cursed, catching Hongjoong in time for what appeared to be a pathetic attempt at a piggyback ride.

"The shoe wouldn't even fit you" Hongjoong mumbled wrapping his arms and legs around the elder. "You should just give it to me."

"Oh it wouldn't fit me, but it'll fit you" Seonghwa said in a voice of understanding. "Maybe that's because you're so much shorter than me so you need smaller- ah! Hongjoong!" Seonghwa grumbled feeling the blue haired male bite into his neck warningly.

"What?" Hongjoong's lips turned up into a smirk as he pressed his face into Seonghwa neck.

"Why the hell did you bite me?" Seonghwa groaned, unimpressed at the boy's actions.

"You know it's how I show my love" Hongjoong said in an innocent tone. With a twinkle to his eyes he rubbed his nose against the elders neck, before closing the space and digging his teeth into the males skin for another bite.

"Yah!" Seonghwa released his grip on the boy and set him down on the floor. Spinning around to face Hongjoong he held a deep glare on his lips. "What the hell? Are you a vampire or something?"

"You weren't complaining about my biting last night if I remember correctly" Hongjoong smirked and reached forward to tug on Seonghwa's collar. A spike of arousal filled his nose. He knew he got Seonghwa with that one. It was an easy way to ensure he got what he wanted.

The elder shoved the pink shoe into Hongjoong's chest with a deep blush on his cheeks. "Here's your stupid shoe. Stop throwing it at people."

"Aw Hwa" Hongjoong smiled apologetically. "Would dinner make you feel better?"

"Are you offering to make us dinner?" Seonghwa quested as he stepped around Hongjoong to take a seat at one of the disorganized randomly placed chairs. He leaned back and relaxed slightly.

"Umm no" Hongjoong answered. "For three reasons. First, you will kill me if I disorganized the kitchen, which isn't actually organized at the moment but I feel as though the statement still stands. Second, I can't cook for shit, you wouldn't even allow me to touch the microwave at the dorm in fear of me burning down the place, so I assume ovens are unapproved. Third, we literally just moved in, there is no food anywhere in this entire apartment and I have many skills but magically making food appear is unfortunately not one of them."

"Was that a long, unnecessarily detailed reasoning to support us ordering takeout?" Seonghwa asked from his spot in the living room.

"Yes," Hongjoong nodded. "It was."

Seonghwa chuckled softly and gave his head a little shake of disbelief "that sounds like a great idea." From his pocket he retrieved his phone, swiping to unlock it. Quickly his fingers began to work. "Oh lord I could go for some japchae! And let's get some bulgogi too." Seonghwa was mumbling the order more to himself than the other.

Hongjoong paused for a moment, allowing his gaze the opportunity to look over Seonghwa. The elder was hunched forward slightly, with his entire focus on his task. Smiling slightly to himself Hongjoong took in the way Seonghwa's blonde hair brushed across his forehead and how he nibbled on his bottom lip. So easily Seonghwa had made himself appear right at home slouched comfortably in the chair. Crossing over to the kitchen Hongjoong retrieve a water bottle from the cooler and tossed it in Seonghwa's direction. "Catch" he called.

"Thanks," Seonghwa answered, catching the drink in one hand. Finishing up on the phone he put it away, leaning back into the chair. "All ordered. It'll be here within a half hour." His gaze then moved around the apartment as he took in the new space, "so what do you think?"

"Seems nice" Hongjoong answered with a shrug. "Certainly larger than our last place."

Seonghwa chuckled softly. "Well we've been living in a college dorm room that I'm pretty sure if you laid on the floor it was likely approximately your height."

"Hey" Hongjoong flashed him a glare. "What did I say about insulting my height?"

"I was insulting the room" Seonghwa shook his head playfully. Pushing himself up from the chair Seonghwa sauntered over to the large stacks of boxes. When the younger of the two released a groan, Seonghwa flashed him a glare. "Is there a problem?"

"Please tell me you aren't intending to unpack and organize everything tonight?" Hongjoong whined. Hongjoong was never one for appearing cute, but he would do anything to get what he wanted, and in this case he wanted Seonghwa to take pity on him. Palming his cheeks, he pouted his lips and batted his eyelashes.

"What are you doing?" Seonghwa furrowed his eyebrows. He froze mid action, his hand halfway to the first box.

"Please don't make us unpack tonight" Hongjoong repeated his statement, this time in a sweet tone.

Seonghwa simply rolled his eyes. "Hongjoong" he chuckled lightly. "When are you going to learn that doesn't work on me?" This was a straight up lie. Of course the cute look worked on Seonghwa. Hongjoong so rarely used it that when he did it was near impossible to deny him of any request. "Besides, it's best if we get the unpacking over with. If we put it off today we will find excuses to continue putting it off." And that is why Seonghwa was pack omega. He had a natural way of keeping everything - and everyone - in order.

"Today has nothing to do with it" Hongjoong insisted. "I can find an excuse to put it off any day."

"Ah but that was the old Hongjoong when we still lived in a college dorm" Seonghwa argued. "This could be the new and improved Hongjoong that gets his shit done without procrastination."

"Me? As a new Hongjoong?" the younger titled his head curiously. "But I quite like the old Hongjoong. I don't think I want to change. Don't make me change Hwa." Hongjoong tried the pouting again, this time folding his hands in front of himself in a begging action.

Seonghwa heaved a deep sigh, eying the boxes in distaste. Over the past couple years Seonghwa found himself on more than one occasion wondering how it was he and Hongjoong hadn't torn the other to pieces yet. There were so many incidents where the two clashed in terms of behaviour. Seonghwa preferred to stay on top of his work, get tasks done as soon as they arose – especially in terms of household chores. Hongjoong however preferred putting things off until absolutely necessary, there used to be piles of laundry stacked in corners and Hongjoong's desk is almost always a mess.

However, over the years, by some miracle, Seonghwa and Hongjoong learned to work together and balance each other out. They complimented each other in the ways they needed it most. As both friends and omega and alpha. It was interesting to see the way the two opposite sub genders joined together easily. They developed a partnership in more than one sense.

"You're lucky you're cute" Seonghwa gave in to the begging and closed the box back up. He crossed back over the makeshift excuse of a living room and claimed the seat on the couch beside Hongjoong. "Feel like watching a drama as we wait for our food to arrive?"

Hongjoong gave a shrug of his shoulder and retrieved his laptop from his leather bound shoulder bag. Grabbing a stranded moving box he tugged it over to place the computer on. "We need to buy a coffee table," Hongjoong grumbled more to himself than anyone else.

"You're lucky I ordered a couch and chairs" Seonghwa rolled his eyes. "Otherwise your ass would be sitting on the cold hard floor right now."

"Hey, I'm more intelligent than that" Hongjoong answered pointing an accusing finger at Seonghwa. "I would at least find a pillow or blanket to sit on. Plus, to be fair Hwa, the couch isn't that soft." Hongjoong eyed the second hand dark leather couch they were currently seated on.

"Oh? You don't appreciate our couch?" Seonghwa raised an eyebrow. "Than you can sit on the floor after all." with a gentle shove Seonghwa pushed Hongjoong off the edge of the sofa. Swiftly he shifted so he was lying across the leather cushions giving Hongjoong no place to sit.

"Mean" Hongjoong grumbled, eyeing the elder. "I could lay on top of you if I really wanted to."

"Good thing you don't like skinship" Hwa smirked in response.

The younger simply huffed in response, but made no move to climb onto the couch and fight Seonghwa for space. Accepting his fate – and seemingly content with it – Hongjoong pressed play on the most recent drama the two had been watching before leaning back against the couch.

As the minutes passed and the two university students sat in silence Seonghwa had absentmindedly moved his fingers through Hongjoong's hair? The soft strands of Hongjoong's blonde hair brushed against Seonghwa's palm. A smile tugged at his lips as he felt the other boy lean into his touch. Hongjoong might argue he hates skinship, but when it actually occurs, he rarely shies away.

A buzz sounded through the apartment, signaling someone was at the door. The apartment was older – of course it was considering the cheap rent – but the downside was they couldn't buzz the delivery person inside, instead they would need to go downstairs every time a guest arrived and let them in manually. Hongjoong sighed softly and pushed himself off the floor. "That'll be the food" Hongjoong crossed the room and grabbed his discarded pink converse. "I'll head down to get it. Do not start the next episode without me." he shot Hwa a warning look before turning on his heels to leave.

Seonghwa watched the other from behind as he walked away, closing the door behind him. Leaning his head back against the armrest of the couch he heaved a deep sigh he hadn't realized he had been holding. Hongjoong and he had been roommates at their college dorm for the past three years. The idea of living together in an apartment shouldn't be making his heart skip a beat. However, renting an apartment – choosing to live together – felt far more domesticated.

Retrieving his phone from his pocket, hoping for a quick distraction he noticed the text messages that came through from San.

San:

Hyung! How's the new apartment?

Seonghwa:

The apartment is fine.

We moved all the boxes in.

Waiting to unpack tomorrow. Just chilling tonight.

San:

Chilling on a Saturday night?

Sounds like nothing changed.

You might as well be at the dorm still.

Seonghwa:

At least ones things changed

I can watch my dramas in peace

Without you barging into my room and dragging me to some wild party.

San:

Bold of you to assume I won't come barging into your apartment.

"Hey" Hongjoong huffed pushing the door open with his foot and stepping inside the apartment. "I thought I told you not to start the next episode without me." there was a pout tugging as he lips as he moved into the kitchen and set the food out on the counter.

Seonghwa smiled sheepishly and lowered his legs, sitting up straight offering Hongjoong some space. "Sorry" he apologized, waving his phone around. "I was texting San and didn't realize the next episode started. I'll back track It.'' he leaned forward towards the laptop when he froze. "Oh."

"Hmm?" Hongjoong was distracted with his hands in the takeout bags, retrieving the plastic containers.

"Your hyung is video calling you" Seonghwa answered, moving the cursor over to the notification, intent on answering it.

"Answer it will you?" Hongjoong requested.

"He already did" Hyunjoong's voice came through the speakers. "Hey Seonghwa. Hey Hongjoong – wherever you might be?"

"Sorry hyung!" Hongjoong called out. "I'm just sorting out dinner."

"He cooked?" Hyunjoong lowered his voice, the tone laced with concern. His question was obviously directed towards Seonghwa – who simply laughed at Hongjoong's expense.

"You think I'd let him destroy my kitchen before we even got a chance to move in?" Seonghwa teased. "Of course not. We ordered takeout tonight."

"Okay" Hongjoong frowned. "Why does everyone assume I can't cook? Is this just a running gag?" he grabbed a couple containers and pairs of chopsticks before approaching Seonghwa, claiming the open seat on the couch.

"Hongjoong" Hyunjoong rolled his eyes. "The last time you spent the weekend with us you spilt pancake batter all over your black shirt."

Hongjoong flashed the elder alpha a quick glare. The thirty-four year old was leaning back into his couch, legs crossed. Gone were the standard freshly pressed white button up shirts Hongjoong was so accustomed to seeing his hyung wear as if he graced the cover of magazines. Instead he wore a faded pink sweatshirt with a white stain across the shoulder. His hair was tousled and slight bags under his eyes. The alpha looked like he hadn't slept in years - which was likely very possible.

"Oh I remember that shirt!" Seonghwa burst out into a fit of laughter. He grabbed at a pair of chopsticks and began reaching for some food. "You thought bleaching it would get the stains out."

The younger puffed his cheeks and stuffed a dumpling into his mouth. "Bleaching should've worked," he grumbled with his mouthful.

"Yeah, if it was a white shirt," Seonghwa answered. "And don't talk with your mouthful. Have some manners."

Hongjoong was quick to shoot Seonghwa a glare – which only made Hyunjoong laugh and cause Hongjoong to blush lightly in return. "Mean" he mumbled under his breath.

The elder of the two only offered up a smile of response and grabbed at a napkin. Reaching over he wiped at the corner of Hongjoong's mouth, cleaning it up swiftly with a little shake of his head. His omega instincts had a way of taking over at times. He would feel the impulse to take care of his pack. And Hongjoong was his pack.

"So how has work been going?" Hongjoong asked curiously around another bite of food. It had been months since he was last home with his brother and his family. Hongjoong hadn't gotten the chance since his final semester started. But his hyung understood he needed to focus on school.

Hyunjoong gave a small shrug in response "it's been fine. I got a couple projects coming up," he explained. It was clear by the tone of his voice he wasn't pleased with the heavy workload coming, knowing it'll take him away from home more often. 

"Have you considered taking some more time off?" Seonghwa questioned, mixing the noodles around with his chopsticks. "I know it might not be ideal in terms of money coming in, but you might enjoy some more time at home." Seonghwa was a firm believer in putting family time first, that the rest would fall into place. It was one of the many reasons he insisted that the pack regularly eat dinner together. There was that one time San had eaten on his own at the dorms and Seonghwa got offended by it - he almost started crying. But Seonghwa also blamed that on his pre-heat.

"I would love to be able to spend more time at home," Hyunjoong sighed softly. "But as you said it leads to a pay cut and being out of the industry can be difficult to recover from."

"Yeah but you are still well known and in the spotlight" Seonghwa stated, hoping to reassure him.

"Who's in the spotlight?" a feminine voice asked from a distance.

"You are darling" Hyunjoong's face lit with a bright smile, his gaze turning away from the screen to his wife and beta that had entered the room. "I was just talking with Seonghwa and Hongjoong."

"Why does your name get spoken first?" Hongjoong grumbled.

"Because I'm the favourite," Seonghwa answered with a chuckle.

"Seonghwa! Hongjoong!" the voice cheered as women entered the screen. She took a seat beside her husband, resting a hand on his knee in a comforting manner.  "Seonghwa '' she cooed, "I saw the photographs of your latest shoot. You looked so handsome."

A light blush dusted over Seonghwa's cheeks. "Thank you noona" he clapped his hands slightly and gave a grateful bow. His coconut scent shifted to one of pride - although the other's couldn't smell it, it warmed Hongjoong's heart.

"Oh you should've seen her" Hyunjoong chuckled, and gave a small eye roll. "Mina refused to leave the convenience store until she found the right magazine. She must have flipped through a dozen before she found the right one!"

"Noona!" Seonghwa whined and blushed even more. "I told you the name of the magazine!"

"I forgot it" Mina blushed slightly. "I guess it was the pregnancy brain?" she tried to pass it off.

Hongjoong chuckled softly, his hand absentmindedly finding a resting place on Seonghwa's knee. "Noona, Sumin is already six months old, '' he rationalized. "I don't think you can still blame pregnancy brain."

"Oh Hongjoong" Mina laughed lightly. "When are you going to learn that I can blame the pregnancy brain for as long as I want?"

"She was still blaming her forgetfulness on pregnancy even before Sumin was born. Meaning she was referring to Minjae" Hyunjoong laughed lightly. "And he's four!"

"Ah speaking of Minjae" Mina's eyes lit up, glancing off screen. She held her arms out that were quickly filled with a giggling little boy. Lifting the pup into her lap they both beamed at the screen. "Minnie look at whom we're talking to!" The beta cooed.

The little pup with damp charcoal bangs falling across his face leaned forward to gaze at the screen. His face burst out into a large smile. "Uncle Hwa! Uncle Joong!" he giggled, reaching to touch the screen.

"Even Min says your name first," Hongjoong, grumbled – which earned him an elbow to the ribcage from Seonghwa.

"Hey Minnie" Seonghwa leaned forward sporting a beaming smile. "Did you have a good day?" he asked happily.

Minjae nodded quickly, giving his little hands a clap of joy. "I coloured and picked flowers and took a nap" he resisted his day for the elder. "I have a bath," he added. "And story time."

"Oh I love story time," Seonghwa cooed. This was an understatement. Seonghwa adored story time – especially with Minjae. Every time Seonghwa would visit Hyunjoong and his family with Hongjoong he insisted on being the one to read Minjae to sleep. It was a tradition he has held onto for the past four years since Minjae was born.

Hongjoong will always be surprised with how easily Seonghwa took to the role of uncle. They had only been friends and roommates for a couple months before Hongjoong got the call that Mina had gone into labor. But when he ended the call Seonghwa was there with keys in hand offering to drive the younger to the hospital. Once there it was Seonghwa that directed Hongjoong to the gift shop to grab a bouquet of flowers and a plushy.

Sometimes Hongjoong caught himself thinking about what Seonghwa would be like as an eomma. He knew the other man had the natural eomma instincts to him. He had proven that enough with the way he treated his nephews and how he acted as pack omega. However, there were times he envisioned what it would mean to have Seonghwa regularly putting their pups to bed by tucking them in with a kiss to their forehead, discussing what schools were best and not to mention the family dinners of trying new foods with their puppies.

Not to mention how Seonghwa would look around with pregnancy. He had such a naturally slim frame Hongjoong wondered how his body would shift carrying a pup. The way his hips would surely widen and how his chest would develop. Plus there was the added bonus of breast milk, and Hongjoong couldn't say he wasn't interested in learning if it was coconut like Seonghwa's slick.  Seonghwa was always glowing, but he would be bound to illuminate the entire room when carrying a pup. And his scent would be perfect!

Yeah, Hongjoong wouldn't mind watching Seonghwa glow as he carried their pup.

Wait! Their pup? Hongjoong shouldn't be thinking like that. He knew better than to view Seonghwa as somebody serious that he would want to have pups with. No. They were friends, the occasional fuck buddies. Seonghwa was not his omega to breed pups with.

"What book are you going to read?" Seonghwa asked eagerly, pulling Hongjoong out of his dream world.

"This" Minjae held out the book he had grasped close to his chest. The cover was decorated with a dragon that Seonghwa had come to know well.

With a light chuckle Seonghwa leaned forward fondly, "another Toothless book? You and I will have to read it together when you come for a visit."

"Yeah!" Minjae agreed with a quick nod.

It was Hongjoong's turn to laugh. "And don't forget to bring your Toothless plushie that uncle bought you'' he reminded the little pup. For this past Christmas Hongjoong had bought the boy the plushy of the black dragon insisting it looked like Uncle Hwa. And the pup had been inseparable with it ever since. 

"I bring my Toothless" Minjae stated firmly hugging the plushy he had safely tucked under his arm until then.

"Minnie is always with his Toothless" Hyunjoong said with fondness.

Hongjoong cooed. "How sweet" he said lightly, before a smirk tugged at his lips. "I got my very own Toothless right here," Hongjoong stated as he wrapped an arm around Seonghwa's shoulder and pulled him into an embrace.

The elder laughed and playfully pushed back against Hongjoong, a light blushes forming on his cheeks as his coconuts turned sweeter. Their affection wasn't something they hid from family. Hyunjoong and Mina were well accustomed to their known behaviour. It was often a subject of teasing. Hongjoong would never hear the end from his brother about how he and Seonghwa acted like an old married couple despite not even dating – although nobody ever believed them when they said there wasn't anything going on between them. Everybody insisted eventually they would mate, the timing just wasn't right apparently. Hongjoong however, had very little interest in mating with Seonghwa or any other omega.

Of course it wasn't technically a lie – but it wasn't the full truth either. The best terms to describe Hongjoong and Seonghwa were that they were best friends with benefits. The affection from their friendship would often cloud other people's opinions on their relationship. Making the two apart far more like than ever intended. Not that Hongjoong is completely minded. He didn't care much for people's opinions. He was confident and content with their agreement. They regularly had sex and didn't need to rely on socially constructed labels or expectations of anything official. They were heat and rut partners without asking. They knew each other's bodies and scents as well as they knew their own. It was exactly how Hongjoong wanted it. No commitment needed.

Mina and Hyunjoong shared a knowing smile, a look that almost became agreement on who would get to tease this time. "Aw look Mina" Hyunjoong chuckled lightly. "It's Toothless and Light Fury."

Hongjoong rolled his eyes in response, now releasing Seonghwa from his hold. "Whatever" he mumbled, focusing on some unimportant box off to the side. Had he been looking at Seonghwa he would've noticed the flash of a hurt expression across his face – one that he hid before the elders could notice hopefully.

"We should probably be going," Hyunjoong stated, feeling the moment of awkward silence. "We gotta read Minjae his book after all."

"We will see you soon at your graduation," Mina added with a beaming smile.

"You'll make it?" Hongjoong turned back to the screen.

"Of course," Mina answered. "We wouldn't miss it for anything. We get to watch you and Seonghwa walk across the stage to accept your degrees. How could we not be there to see it?"

"And don't worry" Hyunjoong quickly added, noticing the look in his younger brother's eyes. "It's just Mina, the kids and I."

"I look forward to seeing you," Hongjoong said with a small nod of thanks.

"We both are," Seonghwa added in a brighter tone. "We can all go out for dinner afterwards."

"Of course," Mina agreed. "We will make a whole night of it. It is meant to be a celebration for you both."

"I look forward to it" Hongjoong breathed out, his sandalwood evening out.

"We will talk soon," Hyunjoong promised.

"Say goodnight Minnie" Mina coached the little pup that was already falling asleep in her lap.

"Night uncle Joong" Minjae yawned, glancing at the bright screen. "Night uncle Hwa."

"Night sweet puppy" Seonghwa cooed with a beaming smile, his scent springing happily.

"Night Minnie" Joong added with his own fond look. His brother and wife offered one final goodbye before the conversation ended.

"It'll be nice to see them," Seonghwa stated directly after the video call ended. He stood and began to collect the trash. Putting it into the plastic bag it had originally been delivered in. Hongjoong was actually impressed Seonghwa was able to wait as long as he did before gathering the garbage.

"Yeah" Hongjoong nodded in agreement, leaning back into the couch to relax. "It's been a couple months since we've all been together."

"Now that we aren't stressed out with assignments," Seonghwa stated, "we should drive out to visit them more."

"That actually sounds nice" Hongjoong sighed softly. "So long as my internship isn't too overwhelming. I am starting it in a few days."

Seonghwa chuckled lightly. "How can I forget? KQ. You haven't stopped talking about them for weeks since they reached out to you."

"Because KQ is incredible!" Hongjoong gushed in awe. "They house EDENARY! A gender neutral based clothing line in South Korea? How many of those do you know? And they selected me as their intern? They contacted me Hwa! They said they saw my work online and felt like it fit best with them. It's a miracle!"

"I know" Seonghwa smiled fondly at the alpha's excitement, recognizing the shift in his scent again. "And I am excited for you Joong."

"This will help me grow. Edenary is known to keep his team small. There's only ever been four of them working together. I would work my way up in the company. Start as an intern and maybe become a designer with them. I mean, I know it's a long shot but I should try it right?"

"You should" Seonghwa agreed firmly. "Always strive for the dreams you want to achieve." With that Seonghwa turned on his heels and carried the garbage into the kitchen. Just as he did the phone rang to signal another call.

"It's Wooyoung" Hongjoong said grabbing his discarded phone.

"We are certainly popular tonight,'' Seonghwa chuckled, nodding slightly to signal Joong should answer it.

"Hey Wooyoung. Hadn't expected to hear from you tonight" Hongjoong answered with a relaxed ease.

"Just checking in," Wooyoung's light voice said through the phone. "How is life outside of the dorms? Settling into the new apartment?"

Hongjoong rolled his eyes lightly as he switched his phone to speaker, so Seonghwa could listen in. "what did you want Wooyoung?"

The young omega  gasped dramatically. "Who says I want anything?"

"You always want something Woo" Seonghwa answered, making his presence known.

Grumbling could be heard through the phone, possibly Wooyoung talking to somebody else. "Can we come over?" he finally got to the point.

"You're inviting yourself over?" Hongjoong questioned with a slight frown.

"Nope" Wooyoung answered with ease. "I'm asking if we can hang out, specifically at your place."

"And what's wrong with hanging out at your own place?" Hongjoong asked, not giving in easily to the youngers request.

Wooyoung groaned lightly. "Hyung. You know how shitty our dorm is. Nobody wants to spend more time here than necessary."

"We will bring the drinks!" San's voice sounded over the speaker.

"Besides," Wooyoung added, knowing that his next sentence was bound to get them. "We are a pack after all. It's natural we will want to be with our pack alpha and omega."

Seonghwa looked to be hesitating in terms of responding. Glancing at Hongjoong he mumbled, "we haven't unpacked. It's not the cleanest place."

"I doubt they care about some boxes," Hongjoong answered with a low tone. It's not that Hongjoong had a huge interest in college parties, but he did enjoy the occasional letting loose. They had put so much work forward in moving today that part of Hongjoong wanted to crawl into bed and sleep, but the other part wanted to celebrate with friends.

"How many are we talking about coming?" Seonghwa asked Wooyoung.

"Just us eight in total," Wooyoung answered. "It's already ten. You know I wouldn't overwhelm you with a huge gathering. We already got the drinks and Mingi and Yunho are buying some food. We can just put on some music and hang out if you want?"

Hongjoong smirked a little glancing at Seonghwa, "you could do some of your favourite girl group dances."

Seonghwa groaned lightly, already feeling himself caving to the request. "Okay fine. But we must keep it quiet. I don't want to get in shit with our neighbors before we're even properly moved in."

"Oh great!" Wooyoung cheered. "So glad you agreed, because we are already outside your apartment building."

"What?" Hongjoong got up to move to the window, thinking he could see them outside but of course he couldn't. But just to prove they had in fact arrived the buzzer sounded. Sighing softly Hongjoong went to grab his shoes. "I'll head down to get them," he stated exiting the apartment.

When Hongjoong reached the main door to the complex his eyes widened slightly. As promised it was only the six other friends outside waiting. But what caught him by surprise was the amount of food and drinks they held in their arms. Wooyoung certainly wasn't lying about supplying the alcohol.

Speechlessly he stepped aside and allowed the friends to enter. This is not what he had in mind when he agreed for them to come over. He had expected a couple drinks shared and some snacks. But it wasn't like he was complaining. Leading them up the darkened, rundown stairway it was Mingi that voiced what everyone was likely thinking.

"Damn hyung," Mingi mumbled, stepping around what was likely a used condom. "I know you got a cheap deal on this apartment but this is ridiculous. It looks like a murder took place here."

Hongjoong chuckled lightly. "Yeah Seonghwa said something similar when we first entered too. But the apartment itself isn't as bad. It's only the hallway. Just watch your footing and it'll be fine." He guided them to his apartment and let them enter.

"Hey hyung!" Wooyoung cheered when he saw Seonghwa. The eldest was trying to arrange a couple boxes in hopes of making it slightly more presentable. He flashed Woo a smile as the younger moved to the kitchen to start handing out the drinks.

"Hongjoong where's your stereo?" Mingi called glancing at the boxes stacked together. There was no denying that Hongjoong had the best sound system out of all his friends and they were often in search of it.

"Ah check the box labeled sound equipment," Hongjoong answered, silently thanking Seonghwa for insisting they labeled their boxes before moving.

"I thought we agreed to keep it quiet?" Seonghwa mumbled coming up beside the alpha.

"Yeah I thought so too," Hongjoong stated in a huff. "But we should know by now that Wooyoung doesn't know the definition of quiet." 

Seonghwa gazed across the room. Mingi and Jongho were opening boxes to find the sound system, Yunho was placing bags of food on whatever free surface he could find and San and Wooyoung were serving out a drink to Yeosang.

"I guess" Seonghwa started with a growing smile. "If you can't beat them" he shrugged a little as he moved into the small kitchen. "Join them."

"Beer?" Hongjoong asked grabbing for a can and offering it to Seonghwa.

The eldest chuckled lightly. "What are we college students in a dorm room?" he teased. Reaching around Wooyoung, he grabbed a bottle of red wine. "I'm classier than that." Popping the cork he lifted it to his mouth and took a large gulp.

Hongjoong shivered as he watched Seonghwa's tongue glide across his lips catching any drops. "Yeah" Hongjoong mumbled in awe. "Classy."

"Dance with me?" Seonghwa smirked, holding the bottle of wine in one hand and offering his other to Hongjoong.

Mingi had gotten the music started and Twice's Alcohol Free began to play. With a slight shrug Hongjoong accepted Seonghwa's hand and allowed himself to be guided to the makeshift dance floor – already hearing Mingi laughing and teasing the couple from the sideline.

Hongjoong had immersed himself into the party and found he greatly enjoyed it even though it wasn't planned. He was certain he had finished two bottles of wine between him and Seonghwa. Glancing around the room he noted the others had joined them in the living room. Hongjoong had found himself on more than one occasion pressed into a group of swaying hips as San and Wooyoung surrounded them. The scents of the other alpha and omega overwhelmed him.

"Seonghwa!" Wooyoung called over the music as the Bicycle started to blare through the speakers. "Come on! This is your song!"

Seonghwa glanced at Hongjoong questioning, but the younger easily nodded and waved his hand in the direction of the omega. Indicating the elder should join the cover dance.

With a smirk on his face Seonghwa decided to opt out of dancing with Wooyoung in favor of standing on the coffee table. Hongjoong watched in awe, captivated by the way the many ran his hand across his thigh and bent his body to the music. Then there was his tongue. Seonghwa always had a thing for that particular body part. Whether it was licking wine sensationally from his lips, putting it to work in the bedroom to gather heavy moans or on the dance floor sticking it out in slight concentration and running it across his bottom lip.

Hongjoong quickly found himself stepping off the dance floor, moving slightly to the kitchen, but continued to watch. His eyes never once left Seonghwa. With a deep smirk on his lips he hummed softly to himself. He shot the elder a wink when he saw him thrust his hips forward slightly.

"So how's that going?" Yunho asked, an alpha like Hongjoong, stepping up beside the elder with a knowing smirk. His own woodsy scent dulled with alcohol.

"I don't know what you're talking about" Hongjoong answered with a quick shrug.

"Your relationship with Seonghwa hyung" Yunho replied with ease. It was normal for Hongjoong to avoid the pestering question. However the alpha, and any of the pack members, were used to the behaviour and rarely backed down. They viewed Hongjoong as their pack alpha, following his lead without question, and naturally Seonghwa was their pack omega. They struggled with understanding why they wouldn't be together. If they lead a pack why not be mates?

"It's not a relationship" Hongjoong insisted. "We are just friends."

"Friends don't fuck each other" Yunho chuckled, amused by Hongjoong's quick denial. "Friends don't regularly share heats and ruts together."

"Friends with benefits do" Hongjoong argued. "Same with heat and rut partners."

"Friends with benefits aren't uncles to each other's nephews, kiss each other goodbye before parting ways or share a bed every night" Yunho smirked, feeling as though he had already won the argument.

"Seonghwa and I don't share a bed," Hongjoong grumbled. "We don't even share a room anymore."

"You're serious?" The alpha raised a questioning eyebrow.

"Why do you think we got a two bedroom apartment?" Hongjoong huffed. "We shared a room because we were roommates, in a university dorm."

"I know that. But I figured the two of you would be sharing and the second bedroom was extra or set to be an office" Yunho took a moment to seem confused by the news. "The two of you always act like a couple I had just assumed."

"We aren't a couple" Hongjoong insisted yet again. "How many times do we have to explain that? Seonghwa and I fuck, that's it. We share ruts and heats, but we are not mates. We have sexual frustrations and needs that we both agree to go to each other with. But we still live our lives separately. That means not sharing a room or a bed."

"But sharing an apartment is okay?" Yunho asked.

"Sharing an apartment is something friends do" Hongjoong replied with a shrug, brushing off the argument. "Yeosang and Wooyoung insist they are going to share an apartment after graduation."

"Yeah well Yeosang and Wooyoung aren't fuck buddies," Yunho mumbled. "And Wooyoung is obsessed with San, you know that. His omega won't want Yeosang the way Seonghwa hyung's omega will want you."

Hongjoong, feeling tipsy and annoyed from the conversation, simply shrugged. "It's what works best for us," he said in a tone that said this discussion was over. "I'm not courting Seonghwa and I'm not interested in being mates."

Yunho however had one final concern to bring up. "So long as you both agree it is what works best for you." His gaze shifted towards Seonghwa, still dancing on the table. "I know you have a deep rooted hatred for commitment hyung, and prefer to keep labels off your relationships. I understand that you never want to enter a courtship or settle down with a mate. But not everyone has the same opinions. You don't want to potentially lead anyone on with certain expectations. It could lead to hurting the person and their internal wolf."

The elder alpha of the two followed Yunho's line of sight. Swiftly his eyes locked with Seonghwa's own half fallen ones. A smirk tugged at the omega's lips when he spotted Hongjoong watching him. Purposely he ran his hand slowly up his thigh, knowing that it would surely entice him.

"Seonghwa understands our arrangement" Hongjoong answered. "And he's okay with it. It was him who originally suggested it."

"That was three years ago hyung" Yunho sighed softly. "People change. They grow up. Wants and expectations can be altered to needing something more. His internal omega would've changed and matured. He's graduated now hyung. He's settling down. It's only natural that his omega will start to consider courting and mating and breeding."

Mating wasn't in the cards for the alpha. Hongjoong had known that long before he had even presented as an alpha. He had no interest in placing his bite along somebody's neck. And he certainly didn't want to breed an omega! That was ridiculous - although he had to admit Seonghwa would look amazing round with their pups.

Hongjoong opened his mouth to argue – although he didn't actually have anything readily available to say. Instead Mingi shouting "time for shots' ' cut him off. The gentle giant stood in the kitchen and held up a large bottle of vodka.

"Body shots!" Wooyoung cheered from the dance floor. That received a large cheer from others – specifically San. Wooyoung giggled as he crossed the living room floor into the kitchen, with Yeosang stumbling after him. So much for keeping the volume down. There might have only been eight of them in the apartment but it felt like there were eighty.

Seonghwa jumped off the coffee table a little too confident. If it hadn't been for Hongjoong appearing beside him to steady him, he likely would've fallen. "Thanks" he giggled, looking down at the blonde boy.

"Anytime" Hongjoong answered, his small hand remaining on the elders bicep. Yunho's last comment rested heavy in the back of his mind. What if their arrangement turned out not to be enough for Seonghwa? They were graduating university after all. Set out to experience the real world now as full-fledged adults. The arrangement they made back in their university dorm might not be as appealing to Seonghwa now – he might expect more from Hongjoong than he was willing to give. His omega might start to expect more. They had been together for so long, rationally they understood what they were in terms of relationships, but could their alpha and omega side comprehend that too?

"You okay?" Seonghwa questioned, noticing the wheels turning inside Hongjoong's mind.

"The hosts should go first," Mingi, one of two betas in the pack, said, having poured a shot glass.

"Yeah hyungs!" San added. "Come on!" The group around the counter cheered out encouragement.

"I'm fine" Hongjoong swiftly answered Seonghwa's question. He released his hold on the omega and stepped away. He crossed the small distance to the kitchen and pushed himself up to sit on the counter. Rolling his shirt up to reveal his middle he laid back on the counter. It was a confident action of someone who had done this before.

Had they gone to a club, or even back at the dorms, it would've been expected of the omega to expose their stomach. However, Hongjoong never gave much thought into those gender roles. He didn't care about his positions with Seonghwa. Who was supposed to do what? Hell, Hongjoong had been fucked by the omega before. Body shots were nothing to him.

Wooyoung carefully placed the shot glass over Hongjoong's belly button. A smirk tugged at his lips as he turned to Seonghwa. "Well hyung?" he questioned innocently with a tilt of his head.

Seonghwa gave a roll of his eyes but he didn't complain. Moving towards the counter he stood within the small group, San playfully pushing against his shoulder. Glancing down at Hongjoong his eyes slowly gazed over his body. Hongjoong was rather slender along his waistline with a flat stomach – despite having a strong dislike for working out. Although it was difficult to see through Hongjoong's baggy shirt, Seonghwa knew he had a large chest - uncharacteristic of the alpha he was.

Locking eyes with the alpha, Hwa flashed a small smirk. Turning down to his middle Seonghwa lowered his head, wrapping his lips around the cool glass. Quickly he tipped his head back, feeling the burning liquid move down his throat. Groaning slightly, Seonghwa grabbed the glass from his mouth to hold.

With a deep smirk Hongjoong reached up with his slender fingers and grasped the back of Seonghwa's neck. Leaning up Hongjoong pressed his lips onto the elders. Moving his mouth against Hwa's the sugary lip balm the elder loves so much transferred onto Hongjoong's lips. His free hand moved up Seonghwa's chest – itching to slide under his shirt.

Seonghwa gave into the temptation. He pressed himself into the other male. Guiding his arm around Hongjoong's waist he tugged him into a seated position. Pushing Hongjoong's legs apart, Hwa stepped forward to comfortably stand between them. Resting his hands on his lower back he felt Hongjoong pull away from the kiss. However he was quick to latch onto his neck. Seonghwa tilted his head to the side slightly, giving the other access to his skin.

Letting out a deep groan, Seonghwa noticed the sound of whistling around him. Their friends were receiving a fairly good show - although this wasn't anything new for the group. Hongjoong and Seonghwa might not display affection for each other often but when they had a few drinks in their system all hesitation for PDA was gone. And Seonghwa's coconut was certainly spiked with a deep sense of want.

"We should take this to your room" Hongjoong purred in Seonghwa's ear. His hands were now lightly trailing over his waistline towards his belt. Hooking his finger into a belt loop he pulled the elder closer with a smirk.

"What about the others?" Seonghwa breathed out as though their friends were not a couple feet away watching the entire exchange. He glanced at them worriedly for a moment, considering his want to relieve today's frustrations or being the responsible hyung.

"They can stay out here and continue partying" Hongjoong answered, remaining in their own bubble. The remaining of the pack had parted ways from the kitchen. Some going back to the dance floor and others chilling on the balcony letting the cool air in. "they won't even notice we're gone."

Seonghwa found himself nodding along. He didn't want to admit how easy it was for the alpha to convince him of walking away. But he knew what he wanted, what his omega wanted. He could feel it between his legs. 

Hongjoong smirked as he jumped off the counter and sauntered away from Seonghwa, purposefully swaying his hips. He paused only for a moment to grab at a bottle of wine before continuing his journey to the bedroom that had been designated for Seonghwa.

The elder hesitated for a second. Glancing at their friends. It was San that locked eyes with him and shared a knowing look and a wink. Seonghwa blushed slightly, tilting his head downwards. He could hear San's snicker despite the loud music. With an eye roll Seonghwa made his way down the small hallway towards his bedroom.

The moment he entered the small space Hongjoong was grabbing at his waist to shove him against the now closed door, pinning him into the wall and capturing their lips together.

Seonghwa responded with a deep groan. His tongue guided across Hongjoong's mouth exploring the space he had come to know well over the past three or so years of their arrangement. His hands slowly travelled down Hongjoong's back. Slowly he firmly grasped his butt and gave it a tight squeeze. The alpha let out a low groan as he began to fight against Seonghwa's tongue. The reaction from Hongjoong pleased Hwa and encouraged him to continue.  Grasping Hongjoong's ass he pressed harder against his body. Lifting his hips upwards slightly Hongjoong slowly grinded against the elder. Hongjoong never liked the idea of Seonghwa simply submitting to him. He wanted to fight between them.

Hongjoong's fingers held onto Seonghwa's long shaggy locks. Giving it a gentle tug he released another deep groan. Rolling his hips forward Joong pressed them against Seonghwa. The friction began to create a tent in Seonghwa's pants – earning a smirk from the younger. Slowly, with each grind against Seonghwa's core Hongjoong began to feel his own pants tighten.

Seonghwa slowly began to guide his hands away from Hongjoong's hair and down his firm chest and stomach. Reaching for the hem of the Youngers shirt, he slowly tugged it over his head. The kiss broke apart as Hwa tossed the shirt somewhere into his bedroom.

"Hwa" Hongjoong groaned softly, his mouth moved to the other's neck. "Feels good." His voice was muffled as he spoke against Seonghwa's skin. His lips sucked on the skin softly, his teeth nibbling slightly. Seonghwa felt breathless as he released a low moan; tilting his head to the side he gave Hongjoong more space – knowing the younger was leaving a trail of hickies. His tongue slowly glided across the omega's scent gland. It had become a recent habit of the alpha that he couldn't fully explain. Since they had agreed to move into their own place Hongjoong was drawn to the specific spot, his tongue naturally licking across it or his teeth pressing in a little extra harder.

"More" Seonghwa groaned deep in his throat. Hongjoong wasn't sure if he was asking in the form of a question or more so was demanding. Nonetheless Hongjoong pushed Seonghwa forward harder against the door. Carefully his hands moved inside Hwa's tight jeans to cup his ass. However, that wasn't where Hongjoong intended to focus. His hand slowly moved towards Seonghwa's crotch. For a moment he paused, looking again at Hwa for confirmation.

Seonghwa offered a nod in return. Leaning forward he nuzzled his face into Hongjoong's neck and shoulder blade. Uncontrollably a low, muffled moan escaped his lips. A little blush coated his cheeks, not just because of the moan but for the slick he felt between his legs.

Hongjoong's palm rested over Seonghwa's crotch. Slowly he began to massage at his member. Feeling an immediate response from Seonghwa Hongjoong guided his finger along the sensitive tip. Hongjoong was moving slowly, ensure he wasn't pressuring Seonghwa into something he was uncomfortable with.

Releasing a deep whimper Seonghwa moved his hands down Hongjoong's chest to his waistline. Lightly he trailed his fingers across the younger's hip bones. He wanted Hongjoong to know he was pleased with the direction they were going. Locking eyes with Hongjoong he unzipped his own pants and tugged at them down slightly.

Hongjoong clicked into what Seonghwa was saying. Pulling Seonghwa's jeans and boxers down Hongjoong was welcomed with the scent of coconut slick sliding down Seonghwa's legs. "My omega is so wet for me already" he cooed. Reaching down he grasped onto the elders shaft. Teasingly Hongjoong's fingers brushed against Hwa's sensitive tip. The small touch alone earned a whimper of pleasure from the other.

Smirking slightly Hongjoong's palm took hold of Seonghwa's shaft and started to slowly move in an up and down motion, speeding up only slightly as he moved.

The soft whimpers Seonghwa was releasing only stroked at Hongjoong's ego. Hongjoong took pride in the fact he was obviously pleasuring his omega - it had a way of tugging at his internal alpha. Seonghwa's moans filled the bedroom as Hongjoong began to pick up speed. Hongjoong's hand glided along Hwa's shaft faster, taking the moans and his scent as indication of enjoyment.

"Hongjoong" Seonghwa moaned out for the younger. A slight blush formed on his cheeks at the realization of how loud he was currently being. As well as the amount of slick he was releasing.

Hongjoong remained focused on his omega, Seonghwa doing the same as he worked on pumping Hongjoong's member, stroking and rubbing him quicker. His hand went in time with Hongjoong's. What had once begun as them fighting against each other, soon turned into a balanced dance.

Slowly Seonghwa's eyes gazed down Hongjoong's body. Biting down on his bottom lip Seonghwa resisted the urge to moan. Seonghwa's movements slowed slightly, deciding to tease the younger with his feather light touches.

Hongjoong groaned lightly. "Tease" he hissed out, biting lightly at Seonghwa's skin.

"Yes I am," Seonghwa answered with a cocky tone.

This response seemed to have cracked Hongjoong's calm exterior. Hongjoong pushed him forward, taking control of the embrace. Recapturing Seonghwa's lips with his own, he began pushing Seonghwa backwards towards Seonghwa's bed. The room was dark, only the light through the blinds shining, but Hongjoong could make out the nest on Seonghwa's bed.

"Wait" Seonghwa abruptly pulled away from the kiss. He grasped for air, as he firmly held onto Hongjoong's biceps to keep him in place. "The bed" he huffed, still lacking air.

"I know," Hongjoong groaned, trying to push them forward again. "Let's get on it."

"It's not made," Seonghwa insisted. The elder wasn't exaggerating. It wasn't made – not even the headboard. The newly bought mattress lay on the bedroom floor, having been discarded there hours ago during the move.

For a moment Hongjoong regretted not agreeing to Seonghwa's early request to unpack a little tonight. But he quickly pushed the thoughts aside. "It's fine" he insisted. "We don't need a headboard. The mattress is fine on the ground."

"There are no bed sheets," Seonghwa argued. "We at least need some sheets."

Hongjoong weighed what benefits arguing with Hwa would actually provide him. And the obvious answer was none. Seonghwa was particular about certain things, and cleanliness was one of them. Regardless of what Hongjoong had to say he knew Seonghwa wouldn't agree to continue unless the bed was dealt with. With a deep huff the younger detached him from the other and began scanning at the boxes they had stacked in there earlier.

"What are you doing?" Seonghwa asked, watching him curiously.

"Trying to find the box with the bed sheets" Hongjoong grumbled.

A beaming smile spread across Seonghwa's face, pleased that the younger one listened to him. He got to work at opening boxes. Hwa knew he should've labelled the boxes with more than just "bedroom". But Hongjoong had insisted he didn't need to label the contents of the box along the side. That'll show Seonghwa to listen to Hongjoong next time.

Hongjoong should consider himself lucky that Seonghwa had only been concerned about the sheets on the bed. There was that time back in university, coming home late from overworking in the fashion design studio, that Hongjoong found Seonghwa curled up in his bed crying. The alpha had very little experience with emotional omegas, having never been exposed to omegas much before having been raised in a purely alpha environment. Trying his best to comfort the elder, he had learnt through the mumbled reponses that Seonghwa was displeased with the bed.

It lacked a nest.

Nesting was something individual, one of a kind, for each omega. It depended on their own unique senses and omega needs. Some omegas never built nests, others only during heat or pregnancy, some, such as Seonghwa, wanted a permanent nest - or at least majority of the time.

Since starting university and obtaining a roommate, Seonghwa had fought against the need, allowing his omega to cry out unhappily. He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of an alpha - especially not Hongjoong.

But he hadn't known Hongjoong well at the time, he didn't know what modern thought's Hongjoong held. The alpha didn't care about how omegas and betas and alphas were different. If Seonghwa needed a nest to feel comfortable in their room, then he should build a nest. In fact, Hongjoong had absentmindedly offered to assist Seonghwa in making one - which only earned more tears that Hongjoong still doesn't understand the meaning behind.

"Got them!" Hongjoong cheered pulling out Seonghwa's new cream coloured sheets that were still safely in the packaging.

"The white ones?" Seonghwa hesitated for a moment.

Hongjoong shot him a glare. "Hwa if you want my dick up your ass tonight these are the only sheets you're getting. It's either these sheets or the floor. Take your pick."

Seonghwa was quick to jump forward grabbing the packaging. Ripping it open he swiftly unfolded the bottom sheet and got to work. When Hongjoong chuckled lightly at the amusing behaviour Seonghwa glared at him. "You could help," he hissed.

The alpha's response was to laugh again, but he did assist the other. Getting down on his knees he began tugging the sheet over the corners. Seonghwa would run his hand across the top a couple times before considering it to be perfect. Once it seemed to be of satisfaction Seonghwa laid back into the bed with his legs spread open.

"If this meets your approval" Hongjoong hummed. "May I join you in bed now?" he questioned.

Seonghwa gave a small nod, nibbling on his bottom lip.

Smirking Hongjoong crawled into the small space, reaching out for the elder. Hongjoong's eyes locked with Seonghwa. The two fumbled to touch each other, not hesitating to begin where they had left off a few minutes ago. Hongjoong's lips claimed the elders in a heated passion. Their scents of sandalwood, spices and coconut mix together to smell like a beach.

The omega responded easily. Wrapping his arms around Hongjoong's neck to pull him in deeper. As their tongues tangled together Hongjoong took the opportunity to reclaim Seonghwa's member, stroking and rubbing him slowly.

With a deep moan of desperation Seonghwa grabbed at Hongjoong's member and began to move his hand in time with Hongjoong's. Squeezing slightly around Hongjoong's shaft, brushing his thumb across his tip. Hongjoong thrusts forward, wanting more from Seonghwa. Nodding in understanding Seonghwa began to pump Hongjoong harder and faster. Gently he brushed his thumb around the cum that had began to leak from Hongjoong's tip. This earned another buck of Hongjoong's hips.

"Seonghwa" Hongjoong growled deep in his throat.

Seonghwa groaned in response. "Hongjoong" Seonghwa practically purred in response.

"I'm going to cum" Hongjoong hissed, feeling the pressure build up.

"Cum for me, '' Seonghwa whispered. Seonghwa pumped Hongjoong fast, his hand squeezing as it moved over his shaft. Releasing another growl Hongjoong's pleasure builds up all the way and he is quick to release. Seonghwa smirked slightly, helping Hongjoong ride out his orgasm as the white liquid continued pouring around his hand.

When Hongjoong had shown signs of finishing, Seonghwa released his grip on the other member and lifted his hand to his mouth. Slowly his tongue swiped around his fingers, licking himself clean of the white substance. His eyes locked with Hongjoong's, always amused by the younger surprised expression. It had been years and Seonghwa never shied away from licking his hand clean or swallowing but Hongjoong's expression was still priceless.

"Your turn" Hongjoong whispered, still a little breathless from his recent release. Leaning back he tapped on Seonghwa's inner thigh "open" he ordered. He had allowed Seonghwa to have his fun but now it was his turn to take control. Giving into the command Seonghwa widened his legs to provide the other with more access, a deep blush on his cheeks. His slick pooled around his legs.

Hongjoong lowered himself, nuzzling his face against Seonghwa's inner thigh. His lips pressed into the soft skin, trailing slowly up his thigh. Seonghwa was already a mess beneath him. Moving upwards he nipped at Seonghwa's round plump ass. Leaning in Hongjoong dragged his tongue along Seonghwa's soft round skin. Biting at the plump skin he moved closer to Seonghwa's hole. Breathing in deeply at the sweet coconut milk.

Seonghwa released a deep moan as Hongjoong trailed his tongue across his entrance. His tongue was making quick work. Gliding along the hole he slid his tongue against the entrance again. Carefully Hongjoong pressed his tongue into the hole, slowly swirling his tongue around. Licking eagerly at the slick. Hongjoong had never had much interest in an omega's slick. One omega's slick was just like any other to Hongjoong. But when it came to Seonghwa suddenly he couldn't get enough of the sweetness.

The elder male released a high-pitched moan, followed by a quick gasp of air. Another loud groan escaped his lips when Hongjoong pressed his tongue harder. Hongjoong slowly swirled his tongue around accepting the slick that his omega was releasing.

"Hongjoong" Seonghwa cried in a begging tone. Raising his ass he forced the man's tongue to go deeper. "Please Joong" he cried again. Hongjoong simply groaned in response, indicating he had heard Seonghwa's cries. The tip of his tongue slid deeper pressing harder into his sensitive walls.

"Fuck" Seonghwa moaned. Seonghwa tried to give Hongjoong a warning, an indication of what was about to occur, but he couldn't force the words out in time. It was a rare occasion, happening only a couple times during his heats. Seonghwa felt himself clench slightly, wanting to close his thighs tightly to prevent it. But he couldn't. His body, his omega got the best of him. Uncontrollably he released a gush of slick, directly into Hongjoong's mouth. He had squirted his coconut slick. How embarrassing!

The alpha took it in stride, in fact his sandalwood scent stored at the thought of pleasuring the omega so greatly. He happily ate all the slick that Seonghwa had to offer him. Hongjoong chuckled lightly as he pulled back, licking his lips slowly.

"Hong-Hongjoong" Seonghwa stuttered softly, a blush once again coming to his face. Hongjoong smiled deeply. Rather than replying with simple words, Hongjoong closed the space between them. Capturing Seonghwa's mouth with his in another warm kiss. Holding onto the kiss Hongjoong pushed Seonghwa deeper into the bed as he climbed on top of Seonghwa, nearly saddling him.

Seonghwa slowly moved his hands up Hongjoong's flat stomach and chest. Gently he glided his fingertips against the other boy's nipples, feeling them harden beneath his touch.

Hongjoong slowly started to roll his hips against Seonghwa. Receiving a moan from the omega, Hongjoong was given the opportunity to slide his tongue into the elder's mouth.

Their tongues fought against each other and their crotches rubbed together in a build up of motion. Hongjoong moved slowly as he released the hold he had on Seonghwa's hips in favour of brushing his fingertip against Seonghwa's entrance. Hongjoong tensed for a moment, a realization coming to him. He shifted to pull back, looking at the confused and slightly concerned expression on Seonghwa's face.

"I don't have protection," Hongjoong started with a sigh. There was an awkward blush on his face. When he had cleaned up their dorm room he had likely tossed the packages into the garbage with the other contents of his drawer. He had one in his wallet of course, but that was in his jacket pocket somewhere in the living room. He could go get it. But that meant have to get redressed and do a walk of shame in front of their friends – not that they hadn't seen worse before.

"It's okay," Seonghwa answered in a soft voice. "We don't need it."

Hongjoong nibbled his lip as he hesitated. "Are you sure?" it wasn't that Hongjoong was worried about transmitting anything from the elder. Both were loyal to each other, neither of them sleeping with another partner for years. But he did know Seonghwa was not a huge fan feeling the cum dripping out and he often found it unhygienic. "We can switch" Hongjoong offered. "I'll bottom."

In most relationships, an alpha bottoming was almost unheard of. Why would an alpha submit for an omega when that was literally what they were designed for? Omega's submit, they present themselves, not an alpha. But Hongjoong had never given a shit about those beliefs. He wanted whatever felt right in terms of sex. And that included taking a dick up his ass. Why alpha's didn't do it more often was beyond him. Regardless, he and Seonghwa were more than willing to switch positions.

"No, it's fine," Seonghwa insisted. "I want to bottom tonight. And I... I'm on birth control so it's fine. Just help me clean after?"

Hongjoong nodded firmly "of course." The alpha moved his fingers back between Seonghwa's legs. He moved his finger slowly across Seonghwa's thigh and around his cheeks – successfully coating them with the coconut slick. Rubbing his finger against his entrance.

"Just, go slowly," Seonghwa answered in a small voice.

Hongjoong nodded in understanding. "I'll be careful Hwa." Reaching forward Hongjoong moved his fingers around Seonghwa's entrance. He rubbed the tip of his finger against Seonghwa's hole, watching Seonghwa carefully to ensure he wasn't pushing the elder too quickly. "I'll go slow," Hongjoong promised. He pressed his middle finger forward, his fingertip entering Seonghwa carefully. Hongjoong watches for any change in the boy's behaviour. When Seonghwa tensed up slightly, Hongjoong instantly froze.

"Go deeper," Seonghwa insisted after taking a deep breath. "I'm fine I promise." He appeared confident in his answer, allowing Hongjoong to feel reassured in pushing his finger a little deeper. The omega wasn't as tight as they both thought he would be – likely still a little stretched out from the day before and from Hongjoong's tongue.

Carefully Hongjoong moved his finger in and out. Seonghwa struggled to hold back his moans as they quickly filled the air. Small passionate moans and pants of pleasure were released.

They worked together instead of against each other to make each other feel bliss. It was obvious the two worked well as a team – outside or inside the bedroom. Seonghwa had taken hold of Hongjoong's shaft again and began to stroke him, his fingers moving across the other man's tip.

Hongjoong slid his finger deep into Seonghwa, earning a deep moan from the elder. He twisted his finger around slightly, searching for the spot he had come to know well – until he heard the sudden sharp intake of breath Seonghwa released. Smirked slightly Hongjoong growled out a low, "found it." His full attention had shifted to the singular spot that he knew would give Hwa the greatest pleasure. He moved his finger deeper and began to pick up the speed. Carefully he added a second finger, beginning to scissor Seonghwa.

Seonghwa had tossed his head back as he became a squirming mess of want. He lifted his hips forward as his member throbbed. The pressure was too much, building up deep inside of him.

"Joong" Seonghwa moaned as he reached above his head and grabbed tightly to the sheets, his fingers digging into the fabric. "I'm close."

"Ready to come again?" Hongjoong smirked deeply. He pressed his finger harder into the elder. His desire being driven at the want of seeing Seonghwa become undone with pleasure. "Well we can't have that" Hongjoong stated. And with that he slowed down, slowly pulling his finger free. "Are you ready?" he questioned.

When Seonghwa gave a small nod in response, his breathing heavy. His reply – or lack there of – earned a smirk when the younger. "Legs up" Hongjoong ordered tapping Seonghwa on the thighs. Seonghwa slowly lifted his legs and rested them against Hongjoong's shoulders.

"Hongjoong'' Seonghwa whimpered lightly. He bucked his hips forward wanting to feel Hongjoong inside him. He had swiftly become undone and turned into a whimpering horny mess with Hongjoong.

"Seonghwa" Hongjoong whispered, neglecting to use formalities.

"I want you inside," Seonghwa practically begged. "Please."

"Please who?" Hongjoong smirked, his hands lightly grabbing at Seonghwa's hips.

"Hongjoong" Seonghwa breathed out. "Please Hongjoong"

Holding onto Seonghwa's hips Hongjoong slowly slid his tip into Seonghwa's entrance. Seonghwa gasped softly, eagerly accepting the small pressure. Leaning back into the plush bedding he moaned softly. "alpha'' he begged out for the other male.

Hongjoong guided his shaft deeper inside. "What was that?" Hongjoong teased lightly.

"alpha" Seonghwa released another whimper as he felt Hongjoong move inside him. "More. Please."

"omega" Hongjoong answered to the cry. Holding onto Seonghwa's thighs Hongjoong moved deeper into him, increasing his speed slightly. He pulled in and out, feeling around Seonghwa's cavern. Although he was being soft and careful with his movements, that didn't mean he wasn't trying to find Seonghwa's sweet spot.

Seonghwa arched his back and let out a pleasuring cry as he felt Hongjoong hit his walls. "A-alpha" he moaned out – struggling to hold back from turning it into a scream. "Hongjoong" he cried out. He was arching his back in need feeling himself building again. His fingers were tangled tightly into the sheets and he held onto them in desperation.

Hongjoong began going harder, pressing himself forward. A moan escaped his own lips. The feeling of Seonghwa's tightness around him was driving him crazy. The day they experienced had been filled with stress and frustrations as they moved everything into their new place. They both desperately needed a night together to release some of their built up tension.

Seonghwa finally released that scream he was holding in when he felt Hongjoong pressed against his pressure point. Thrusting his hips upwards Seonghwa moaned. "Hongjoong!" he cried out. In that moment he was glad the music was so loud. Screw the neighbours being upset over a couple songs – at least they wouldn't be hearing Seonghwa getting his back blown out. Although he couldn't say the same about the scent he was releasing. It was likely filling the entire apartment.

"Ah f-fuck" Seonghwa gasped in sudden pressure. He leaned back and rested his head against the soft mattress and sheets. "Alpha!" he moaned.

Hongjoong forced his shaft deeper inside. Holding the other male in place he began to thrust in and out. Giving Seonghwa very little time to adjust to his sudden increase in speed. However Seonghwa didn't seem to mind. The lack of adjustment seemed to only stimulate the elder more. With hard thrusts Hongjoong moved himself deeper into Seonghwa. He knew Seonghwa was ready to come at any second and Hongjoong felt the need to catch up with him. The need to form his knot to lock them together.

Seonghwa arched his back again and let out a pleasuring cry as he felt Hongjoong hit his prostate. "Alpha '' he moaned out – struggling to hold back from turning it into a scream.

By now the younger was pounding into Seonghwa. Hongjoong was pleasantly surprised to see just how well Seonghwa was able to hold back his climax. In Hongjoong's eyes this was something extremely sexy. Especially considering Seonghwa had cum so easily in the past.

Seonghwa finally released that scream he was holding in when he felt Hongjoong slam against his pressure point again. With each thrust Hongjoong not only increased his speed but also the depth. This forced the younger man closer to his release. His legs grew weaker and he struggled to withstand the weight of standing. By now his member was certainly throbbing as it was pushed into stimulation.

Seonghwa began to feel like he couldn't hold it any longer. His body needed the release. It was begging for it. He quickly bucked his hips forward. If he weren't relaxing into the bed he likely wouldn't be able to hold himself up.  The moans had shifted to primarily screaming and they were coming closer together with greater force. "Alpha!" he cried out in pleasure. He was coming. He was going to be released. "I... I need to come."

Hongjoong released his own moan as he had reached his own breaking point. The younger struggled with holding his own releases back. He certainly didn't have the skills that Seonghwa did. However he didn't mind. His own member was starting to throb, a clear indication that he needed to come.

"Me too my omega" Hongjoong painted. With a couple strong thrusts Hongjoong felt Seonghwa shake beneath him as his orgasm reached him. "I can pull out," Hongjoong offered in a last ditch effort to provide Hwa with opinions he might be more comfortable with. Although the alpha was bound to be dissapointed. He could feel his knot wanting to form, and although he was willing to pull out it might be too late. Popping a knot outside of the soft walls of an omega could be painful.

"I want it," Seonghwa answered with another moan. "I need it." Seonghwa whimpered as his body vibrated against Hongjoong's. "Please cum!" He released a large force with the pleasure of overcoming him. He had reached his own climax. His toes curled and his back arched for a final time. "Alpha!" he screamed out in pleasure."I want your knot!"

Hongjoong's own release followed shortly after. A final thrust into Seonghwa earned a borderline scream from the elder. He was then pushed over the edge riding his own orgasm out with slight thrusts. Allowing his climax to fully ride out Hongjoong held Seonghwa in place. Hongjoong's knot slowly formed, locking the two of them together.

With both men breathing deeply, Hongjoong guided the two so they were lying relaxed in bed. Hongjoong wrapped his arms around Seonghwa, holding him against his chest. Trying to offer as little movement as possible as he adjusted to the feeling of the knot inside him.

Seonghwa took a deep breath, leaning his head against Hongjoong's shoulder, allowing himself to relax for the first time that day.

Hongjoong pressed a gentle kiss against Seonghwa's temple. "You were amazing as always Hwa" Hongjoong praised lightly. He had come to know Seonghwa well over the years. The elder craved for skin ship and pillow talk whenever he was coming down from an orgasm. Which also meant Seonghwa loved being locked together with his alpha via knotting.

"alpha" Seonghwa hummed in response. "alpha?" he repeated when the younger one didn't respond.

"Yes omega?" Hongjoong answered, his fingers slowly twirling Seonghwa's hair. He loved the way their scents had blended. They were such a good match together - at least in terms of smells.

"Are you scared?" his voice was small as he spoke.

"Scared of what Hwa?" Hongjoong questioned pulling the other closer to his chest, hoping to provide him with comfort.

"Life" Seonghwa answered. "The future. Adulthood." Seonghwa turned slightly in Hongjoong's arms so he could gaze back at him. "This was our last year. We'll graduate in a couple days. We are suppose to be entering the real world now Hongjoong. What if I don't know what I'm doing? What if I fail?"

"You've always been in the real world Hwa" Joong answered, his fingers twirling the other's dark hair. "Every stage in life provides its own individual challenges and fears, but that doesn't make one stage any less real. You have still been experiencing adulthood regardless of if you are in university or in the working force."

A moment of silence hung over them, before Seonghwa broke it with a "that didn't answer my question."

Hongjoong chuckled softly. "Yeah" he answered honestly. "I am scared. I'm scared the fashion industry won't like the direction of my designs and their breakage of social and gender norms. I'm terrified I'll be stuck in a retail job that I hate but do because it's as close as I can get to fashion. There's nothing wrong with retail! But I want to design. Of course I'm scared of the unknown Hwa. I would be foolish not to."

Seonghwa nodded along to what Hongjoong was saying. Softly he voiced his own fears, "I'm scared all I am is a pretty face, and that won't support me forever." Seonghwa knew his modelling career was nowhere near ending, but he also accepted that eventually it would. He won't keep his young attractive face forever.

"You have never been only a pretty face" Hongjoong leaned forward to press a kiss to Seonghwa's temple. "You are graduating at the top of your class with a business administration degree. Your internship adored you and I'm sure they  wanted to hire you had you not insisted on modelling. But regardless, your modelling career has already proven to be successful and I can't picture it slowing down anytime soon. You have planned for the future Hwa. If you lay here concerned about ten years from now you will miss out on all of today's opportunities."

"Ten years?" Seonghwa questioned softly. "You think my pretty face will only last ten years?"

Hongjoong pushed against Seonghwa's shoulder and released a deep chuckle. Of course Seonghwa would turn something sweet he said into playful banter. "Your pretty face will never fade Hwa" Hongjoong breathed. "You will be beautiful till your last dying breath." His grip tightened on the elder as he held him closer to his chest, feeling their hearts beat together.

"Thank you alpha," Seonghwa breathed softly.

"You're welcome my omega."