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Chan groaned. Apparently he has to move into a new dorm with SEVEN alphas. How's he supposed to walk around and not be overwhelmed by the scents??
God if only he could tell everyone he was an omega.
Technically, he COULD.. he just didn't wanna. He was starting college and because it's fucking expensive, had to move into a shared dorm. Because. Rent.
Technically, he could get a job, but he 1. Didn't have the time, especially not if he wanted to be top of his class and make something out of himself after graduation, and 2. He'd most likely end up covering others shifts because he's too kind for his own good. So; paying less than half!
Chan KNEW he'd face more challenges if he told everyone he was an omega, so he bought some suppressants in high school and ran with it.
At first, it'd been really hard. The urge to nest was so strong, and no one really held back on their scent around him anymore. But, it was also a relief. It felt like everyone left him alone for once. No alphas crowding around him and no hard omega prejudices. He was just Chan. Chan the beta.
But living as a beta was also hard. They were so.. under represented. He was always dismissed when trying to talk and media NEVER acknowledged betas. In a way, it was easier for him to hide, but christ. How many betas does he know, and how many feel like this? So ignored?
His parents knew about the suppressants and faking being a beta, and they didn't like it. But, they were scared of losing him. Especially with the long distance, so they just didn't talk about it. Win-win.
He'd always been a bit different. Bigger build, a bit (very) sassy, and his bigger features. Now, Chan was very proud of his body. He himself thought he looked amazing. His plump lips and doe eyes.
It's just that he couldn't always ignore comments or glares, you know? He had heard whispers before. Whispers about how un-omega like he was and how he would have be a nice alpha. Maybe he really was supposed to be one.
Chan was just.. proud. And he can't help it if he has a sassy comment or something? People should frankly just think a bit before they speak! That's all. Okay, maybe a bit too proud, but he felt confident. He liked who he was, well maybe his subgender was something he didn't need to tell anyone ever because why does it even matter? Hahaha.
He'd decided to go to an artistic focused school, because their music production program was to die for. Honestly, he wasn't sure about what other programs they had, but it was probably gonna be fine. Just keep 'em Economy majors away from him.
Before knocking on the dorm door, he adjusted his white beanie so his curly hair didn't stick out and zipped down his blue zip-up hoodie before finally doing it. God he was nervous. He only knew they were alphas, male ones.
A guy opened it. He smelled strongly of the ocean. It was calming. His hair was brown, curly, and fairly long. Chan reaally wanted to squish his cheeks. He looked ho - attractive. He looked attractive.
Okay, no biggie, he's just rooming with a really cute alpha among 6 others. Cool. Cool, cool, cool.
"Hey, I'm Chan."
The guy blinked, seemingly taken aback as if he was waiting for something and or someone else. It took a small bit before he had seemed to process and when he did, he smiled happily and reached his hand out, chan shaking it on reflex without a second thought. His hands were warm. They were nice.
Maybe staying here wouldn't be THAT bad. Just.. avoid romantic feelings.
"Jisung, Han Jisung. Well, everyone calls me Han. Why do you think it's like that? I mean, I don't really have a preference but I guess people just like saying Han more. I do music production! What about you?"
Okay. A talker. That's another one of Chan's "please date me" boxes. No biggie. It's fine. It's aaalll good.
"Uhh.. Music production as well.”
A loud gasp erupted from the boy and he instantly smiled even brighter. How was that even possible?
Maybe this'd be a bit harder than Chan had initially thought. He could always distance himself and set clear boundaries.. or get a new dorm..
“No way! I have got to tell Changbin hyung! Oh, right! - how old are you?”
Ah. Right. Age.
“.. 21.”
That's not too bad, is it? At what age do people usually go to college? Oh god, is he like way older than Jisung? Maybe this was a really bad idea. He should find a new dorm.
“Whaat! You look so young.. so cute! I thought we had a new maknae at first.. but you and Minho hyung are the same age! He's the oldest, or well. Now both of you are! I'm 19.”
The omega nodded with a shy smile, clutching his bag and waiting for you know, him to be let inside..
Jisung's eyes were nice as well. The irises were a dark shade of brown, and mixed in with his pupils. He was looking so intensely at Chan, as if he was uncovering everything Chan knows about himself and more.
A new sudden voice broke the silence and eye contact. God damn it was deep. Chan had to admit he flinched slightly. He gripped onto his bag tightly and watched as a new face appeared.
This one was absolutely nothing but stunning. There were freckles scattered across their cheeks and their lips looked so soft. They had a button nose and sharp eyebrows. He reminded Chan of a cat.
His blonde hair covered his nape and was disheveled slightly. A white sweater with a catprint on was proudly fully displayed and some beige sweatpants.
“Oh! Hi! You must be Chan? Let's go inside, yeah?”
The guy weirdly reminded Chan of home back in Australia. Maybe some mannerisms or the way they walk, maybe their scent. It was a nice soothing floral one. A scent Chan wouldn’t mind falling asleep too.
He smiled and nodded shyly, feeling so small around these guys. He didn't understand why. He was always so confident. What was different??
They walked inside, taking their shoes off and the blonde guy asking if he wanted to take his beanie off as well. He declined. He wasn't.. too fond of his hair. He'd probably straighten it tomorrow and then let them see.
Han and the blonde guy talking about something Chan didn’t really listen to as he looked around the dorm.
It was nicely decorated, a homey vibe to it. There were a few clothes scattered everywhere and a strong smell of alphas. A few dirty dishes stood on the living room table and what seemed to be a half eaten bag of chips.
Chan felt a slight headfog at the strong scents and exhaled heavily to just clear his brain a bit. Didn't really work, but he got the 2 alphas attention.
“Let's go see the others, they're all in the kitchen, I think. Maybe not Minho.. We never really know where he disappears off too.”
Chan nodded and smiled, starting to feel a bit more confident even with the lingering head fog and hesitance in the back of his mind.
They went to the kitchen, 4 men all occupied with different things. One was using the table as a workplace for some clothes designing, another occasionally looking up at them whilst playing around with their phone. Jesus were they all stunning around here? The fuuck?
The designer guy had orange-ish hair and it was a bit wavy. He suited it extremely well and had a focused look on his face. Everything about him was sharp.
Chan liked his eyes. A lot.
The phone guy was wearing a gray hoodie with the hood up, but the omega could still see his hair a bit. It was black and long, but he didn't know exactly how long. It looked smooth and well taken care of.
His eyebrows were sharp as well, and he had full lips that looked slightly glossed.
The man was a fucking dream. Who looks like that in real life?
The blonde guy smiled before turning to Chan and pointing at sharp guy first.
“That's Yang Jeongin! He does fashion. Like, in general. Design, Styling. He's a bit of an ace. He's only 18 as well! Our maknae on top~”
This caused heads to turn and Chan felt his cheeks heat up a bit. He was not gonna survive living with 7 alphas that looked like the manifestation of every single wet dream he's had before.
Next mr. blonde pointed at the dream man who was now smirking with a teasing look in his eyes as he winked at Chan.
“and that’s Hwang Hyunjin! He's 20 and is here for the dance program, like me! He's a huge flirt, just ignore him..”
Hyunjin pouted at that and put his phone down on a piece of fabric, causing Jeongin to glare at him.
“No fair! I wanted to have a little fun with the new guy! Especially such a cutie.”
Chan's gaze was locked onto Jeongin who now scoffed and stood up fully. Revealing his hands.
Holy fuck. Holy fuck. Oh my god.
Those are NOT human.
“Leave him alone, Jinnie Hyung. He hasn't even been here for 20 minutes. Hey, between. Sorry for the delayed greeting.”
Chan felt the blush on his cheeks as Jeongin and him made eye contact.
He instantly felt something, like his omega trying to get closer to Jeongin. The alpha seemed to experience something too as his breath hitched. Something about the maknae was so.. attractive. More so than the others.
He was about to greet the alpha back before an arm wrapped around his shoulder. The man turned his head to see it was one of the two other men.
This one was extremely built, more so than Chan was himself. He was a bit shorter than Chan but definitely made up for it in muscle. His hair was jet black and styled neatly.
Good lord what Chan would let the alpha do with those biceps -
“Hey! We're doing introductions, yeah? I'm Seo Changbin. 20 and a Music Producer.”
Changbin pointed over at the last guy, who was reading a book whilst writing something on his computer.
Fuck he was stunning as well. Confirmed they're all stunning. No doubt the Minho guy was as well.
He also had orange-ish long hair, with nice bangs that covered his eyebrows just the right amount.
“That's Kim Seungmin. 19 and literature. He's our local puppy.”
Seungmin put his book down, marking where he was with a bookmark before looking at Changbin with a menacing smile. Fuck Chan could die for that smile.
“You don't even know what literature means, Changbin Hyung.”
Changbin seemed very offended by this as he let out a dramatic gasp and wrapped both arms around Chan, covering his ears playfully. Chan could still very much hear.
“Yes I do! Don't make me look bad in front of the pretty beta!”
A giggle escaped him, which quickly escalated into him laughing. His hand covered his mouth, trying to block it out. He failed miserably.
When he calmed down, he looked up to see all of them full on staring holes into him. He shifted awkwardly.
Was his laugh weird? Probably was. Fuck it was going so well. He might've actually had a good shot at getting friends.
“.. that's your laugh?”
Seungmin said. There was this look in his eyes that Chan couldn't decipher. It looked almost predatory. That’s not at all extremely attractive.. He felt so small under their gazes, shrinking in on himself as he shamefully whispered a yes.
Fuck he felt the tears he'd probably made a fool of himself -
“Fuck that's adorable.”
Oh.
“Do that again.”
“Pleeeaassee!”
“We promise we won't dote on you. Only a little bit!”
Fuck. Yeah this was gonna be really hard.