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“Are you sure your mom’s gonna be okay with me spending the summer with you guys?”
Felix waved his hand nonchalantly as if trying to bat away Jisung’s concerns.
“He’s gonna love you.” Felix reassured and the two fell into an awkward silence once again. They were standing on the porch of Felix’s childhood home, bags clutched in their arms as they waited for Felix’s mom to open the door and welcome them in. The sticky midday heat was slowly suffocating them.
Felix’s dark ponytail stuck to the back of his neck with sweat while Jisung’s shirt felt so damp it was like he’d been participating in a wet t-shirt contest.
Jisung really didn’t want to be smelling like armpit sweat and swamp ass when meeting Felix’s family for the first time.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jisung watched Felix carefully. The omega was staring straight ahead, bouncing on the balls of his feet in anticipation as he waited for the door to open.
As if sensing he was being stared at, Felix turned to look at Jisung which caused the alpha to panic and try and pretend like he wasn’t staring. Being caught in the act had a sudden cringe attack seizing Jisung’s body and he prayed for sweet relief, whether it be the door finally opening or for the heat to suffocate him and let him get out of this situation by dying.
Things had gotten progressively worse between Jisung and Felix ever since last week. The two of them had attended an end of the year party and gotten wasted before ending up on the rooftop of someone’s townhouse. It had just been them watching the sunrise, cuddling together in the chill of the early morning air and, in Jisung’s defense, anyone would have read the situation like he had.
“I’m really glad I met you, Jisungie.” Felix had slurred before pressing his cheek against Jisung’s, all soft and warm and omegan right next to him. “You’re the best…”
Jisung, who must have been some sort of medical anomaly that had been born with his knot in his brain, had taken one look at the omega in his arms before leaning in to kiss Felix. Heart rabbiting in his chest, he pulled away only to be crushed by the sight of Felix’s disappointed face. His eyes were full of hurt and he’d pressed his lips together in a thin line, as if trying to prevent Jisung from going in for another kiss.
“Jisungie…” Felix whispered, blinking tears away from where they’d gathered on his lash line. “I only see you as a friend. Not…like that.”
“Okay.” Jisung whispered back. He idly wondered if the drop from the roof to the ground floor would be enough to kill him- or maybe just land him in a nice long coma where he’d never have to think about this moment ever again. “That’s fine. That’s totally fine! That’s so… totally… fine… ”
Before the kiss had threatened to ruin everything, Jisung and Felix really had something special. They had the symbiotic relationship of a whale and those little fish that hitchhiked on whales, their dynamic benefitting the two of them. Not only did their personalities mesh well, Jisung got to be close with a pretty omega and Felix got to preen from a cute alpha’s attention. It was a win win. Had been a win win before Jisung ruined everything.
The thing was, Jisung hadn’t just been friendzoned by Felix. Something far worse had happened.
“When I have pups and you have pups, I want them to marry each other!” Felix had gushed to Jisung one day, as if that was a worthy consolation prize. That’d been a sentence Jisung would think about over and over, turning in his mind to analyze every possible interpretation. His head hurt the more he tried to figure out- .
What fucking zone was that?
It was like Jisung didn’t even register as a sexual being to Felix. At least friends had the possibility of graduating to being ‘with benefits’. And brothers could mean step-brothers, and those guys had sex with each other all the time on KnotHub. Had Jisung been future in-law zoned? There was no porn about that relationship!
Jisung respected omegas.
Obviously.
He kept his slick and twisted fantasies locked inside his mind palace and occasionally spilled into his incognito browser. So, Jisung had pretended like everything was fine between him and Felix and had been rewarded for his very normal behavior by scoring an invitation to visit the omega’s childhood home for the summer.
Jisung had one very ambitious, lofty, but still achievable and also totally normal goal of making Felix like him back. A goal that was promptly picked up and drop kicked off a cliff the moment the door was opened.
“Sorry to keep you boys waiting.” The older omega said, ducking his head in an apologetic bow. “I was in the shower and didn’t hear you two!”
Living with a knot for brains was really starting to ruin Jisung’s life. All he could do was stand there and gape stupidly at the sight of the sexy omega before him. While Felix had been the picture perfect boy next door, with his sweet round freckled cheeks and kind eyes, this omega was something entirely.
He possessed a mature, elegant sort of sensuality with his narrowed siren eyes, long sloping nose and pretty pink mouth quirked up into a smirk. His short dark hair was soaked, dripping water all over his shoulders and chest and causing the white shirt he was wearing to nearly go translucent- a fact that Jisung noted with dizzy eyes and a dry mouth.
The alpha allowed his gaze to shamelessly travel even further down, greedily drinking in the sight of a tiny waist and thick thighs peeking out of a pair of little shorts, the tanned skin dotted with droplets of water. Remnants of the hot soapy shower…that the omega must have taken… naked.
No way Felix had been hiding his hot older omega brother from Jisung. He must have hated the alpha more than he’d let on…
Jisung had been so busy ogling the hot omega in front of him, that the sound of blood rushing in his ears had drowned out the conversation happening.
“- missed you so much!” Felix was in the middle of saying as he threw his arms around the other omega and pulled him in for a hug. Jisung was an alpha forever changed as he barely registered the way Felix’s shorts rode up his cute little ass with every movement, far too invested in staring at the other omega’s body instead. “Aw man, it’s good to be home!”
“I missed you too, Boks.” The other omega cooed and released Felix with an affectionate smile blooming on his face, making him look so pretty that Jisung felt like his kneecaps had been replaced with jello with how wobbly his legs felt. “You gonna introduce me to this cute little omega over here?”
“Mom!” Felix whined and stomped his foot on the wood of the deck below. “Jisungie’s an alpha!”
Jisung blinked once, twice, and then three times as their words finally registered in his porn brain. It was like being shot two times, once in the chest and then again in the head to make sure he was actually dead.
Felix’s hot brother was actually Felix’s hot mom and he’d thought that Jisung was an omega.
Separately, these realizations would have taken a lifetime for Jisung to process. Having both dumped on him at once felt cruel and unusual, even for the uncaring god that controlled his life.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” Felix’s hot mom (Felix’s hot mom!!!) looked embarrassed, hand mouth and eyes wide as he focused properly on Jisung. There was a very small chance that he liked what he was seeing. Jisung must have resembled a soaking wet chihuahua in the moment, just dripping sweat all over Minho’s porch and trembling with cringe.
“Mom.” Felix hissed. “I told you all about Jisungie already. How could you forget?!”
This faintly registered in Jisung’s mind. Maybe Felix had already told his hot mom about the stupid face Jisung had made right before he’d kissed the omega and the two had had a good laugh at his expense.
”You told me one of your omega friends was spending the summer with you!” Felix’s hot mom (!!!) shot back and then glanced over at Jisung with a guilty smile. “I’m really sorry you have to see this…Jisungie? Did I get that right?”
”Mom!” Felix said loudly. “His name is Jisung! And, you’re thinking about Hyunjin! He’s getting here later today!”
“Ah, my mistake. I must’ve forgotten.” Minho smiled apologetically at Jisung who automatically smiled back, and then abruptly realized he had nothing to smile about.
Jisung felt like his heart was threatening to make a hole in the floor with how hard it was about to drop through his stomach and out of his ass.
”Hyunjin’s gonna be here too?” Jisung squeaked out. Great. His first words in front of Felix’s hot mom sounded like if a rat had been cursed into turning human. Wonderful first impressions all around.
“Yeah, I told you in the car.” Felix pouted. “Does no one listen to me when I speak?”
In all fairness, Jisung probably hadn’t been listening. During the entire car ride, he’d been trying to subtly check out Felix’s hard nipples straining against the thin material of his tank top, so anything the omega had said went in one ear and out the other.
“Why would you invite him when he hates me?” Jisung asked Felix who shifted his weight from side to side, looking visibly frustrated with this entire situation.
“He doesn’t hate you- !” Felix cut himself with a shake of his head, bangs bouncing with the intensity of his movements. He turned to his mom with a desperate look and lifted one of his bags. “Can we please have this conversation inside? I’m dying out here!”
“Of course.” Felix’s hot mom opened the door wider and stepped aside before gesturing for the two to come in.
“Thank you Mr. Lee.” Jisung puffed his chest out and rolled his shoulders back as he stepped past the older omega.
Mr. Lee tilted his head to the side and his heavy gaze froze Jisung to the spot. He awkwardly stood in the middle of the doorway, the front of his body being blasted with air conditioner and the back still in the hot, humid outside. Literally caught between heaven and hell.
Jisung was in purgatory. Pussy purgatory.
“Please don’t call me Mr. Lee.” Mr. Lee- er, Felix’s hot mom (?) requested in a polite voice. His pretty mouth was quirked up in a smirk, making him look all the more sexy. “You can call me Minho.”
It was a sobering realization that Minho was taller than him. No matter how much Jisung straightened his posture, he had to look up at the older omega. Neck craned in a constant state of awe.
“Okay Mr. Minho.” Jisung tried to say casually and then instantly wanted to die. “I mean- ! Not Mr. Minho! Just! Minho!”
“Just Minho.” The older omega repeated and gently tapped Jisung on the shoulder to nicely shove him inside so he could close the door. “Let’s get you boys some water. Sounds like you need it.”
Jisung laughed awkwardly as he watched Minho disappear into the kitchen. His gaze instantly dropped down to the omega’s ass like his back pocket had a magnet in there. Every step the omega took had the material of his tiny shorts shifting, until Jisung could practically see the crease of those glorious ass cheeks.
…wait. Had Minho just called him thirsty?
Jisung braced himself on the cold porcelain of the sink to catch his breath. Cold water dripped down the sides of his face, dotting his haggard expression in the mirror.
He took a deep breath before using a nearby towel to wipe his face dry. He tried not to think too hard about the very same towel clinging to Minho’s shapely nude body after a steamy shower. Which would basically mean he was rubbing his face on Minho’s shapely nude body by association. Except Jisung wasn’t even thinking about Minho’s shapely nude body because that was his best friend’s mom and Jisung was normal.
With hesitant steps, Jisung made his way to the kitchen and froze in the hallway when he heard Felix and his mom talking.
“-you know, Boks. I really thought that guy was going to be an omega too. Where’s he gonna sleep now?”
“In my bed, duh!”
“Yongbok.”
“What? Why are you looking at me like that? Why would that be a problem?”
“He’s an alpha- .”
“Okay, you didn’t even think that at first!”
Jisung winced at the reminder.
“I know but- .”
“But what? Alphas and omegas can’t just be friends? That’s so messed up of you, mom! Ugh!”
“Don’t paint me out to be one of those conservative boomers. He’s capable of impregnating you, he’s not sleeping in your bed- .”
Jisung’s face burned at Minho’s words and he could only imagine the indignant blush that probably exploded on Felix’s face hearing this.
“Are you serious?!”
“Dead serious. Do you know how bad it’ll look if we both got pregnant out of matelock? Our ancestors would be so disappointed!”
“He’s not gonna get me pregnant! You’re honestly so embarrassing…”
“I’d rather be embarrassed than be a grandma at my age.”
“Fine. He’ll sleep on the floor of my room. Like a dog.”
“Hah. You said it, not me! Try not to roll out of bed and fall on top of him and his morning wood though- .”
That seemed like as good a cue as any for Jisung to walk in.
“Hey.” He said lamely and then panicked when both omegas turned to look at him. The two of them shared the same big beautiful brown eyes, although Felix’s existed in a set of perpetual wideness while Minho looked at the world like he was always suspicious of it. “…what’s up?”
”Ah, Jisung!” Minho brightened up at the sight of him and patted the stool next to him, encouraging the alpha to sit. “We were just talking about you. Do you mind sleeping on the floor of Felix’s bedroom for the time being?”
”I love the floor!” Jisung said enthusiastically, trying and failing miserably to act normal as Minho gazed at him.
“…that’s good!” Minho’s smile turned a little confused and he side eyed Felix as if wondering why his son had brought home such a strange alpha. Like a cat owner judging their pet for dragging home the corpse of a small animal.
Felix just shook his head with a weary sigh.
“I’ll leave you boys to relax before dinner.” Minho said and moved to get up, smoothing the wrinkles of his shorts out. The movement of the omega’s hands near his thighs caught Jisung’s attention, eyes once again dropping to the tanned flesh that he longed to squeeze and jiggle and motorboat.
Jisung had only snuck a glance for a moment but when he looked back up into Minho’s eyes, there was no chance that the omega hadn’t caught him looking.
Hyunjin had once told Jisung that when an alpha checked an omega’s body out- for even just a second- that time stood still for them and it was the most obvious thing in the world. Jisung might as well have had his jaw on the floor and tongue lolling out like a horny cartoon character, blatantly lusting over the way Minho smiled knowingly at him before disappearing into the living room.
The kitchen fell into another awkward bout of silence and Jisung tried to mentally bat away the images of Minho’s hips and ass like they were clouds of smoke in his mind.
“Don’t.” Felix finally said and Jisung turned so suddenly and so violently in his seat that he nearly fell over. His friend had snuck up on him like a ninja, appearing like a figment of Jisung’s worst intentions.
”Don’t what?”
“Don’t tell me you think my mom is hot too.” Felix groaned and took a seat next to Jisung by the counter.
Jisung might have been stupid but he wasn’t an idiot.
”What?” He forced out a laugh when Felix looked over at him. “No! That’s crazy…”
”I know!” Felix looked relieved which either meant that Jisung was the greatest actor of his generation or the omega was the idiot between them. “Growing up, that was all I heard from alphas! First they think he’s my older brother. Then they find out he’s actually my mom and those knotheads went wild.”
”That’s so weird. What did they say?” Jisung asked to receive a set of instructions on what not to say out loud.
”Oh, you know tons of gross stuff.” Felix sighed as if these memories weighed heavily on his psyche. “They’d tell me to my face how sexy they found my mom, how badly they wanted to sleep with him and be my step-dad and make younger siblings for me- .”
Felix cut himself off with a shudder. Jisung tried to pretend like all of the above- and worse- hadn’t run through his mind already.
“It’s really hard having a mom that looks like that.” Felix said in a serious voice. Jisung nodded with the intensity of a student who’d accidentally made eye contact with a professor during a lecture. “So, please, try to be normal around him. That’s all I ask.”
The two friends stared at each other for a moment. Looking at Felix, all Jisung could see was Minho. There weren’t many overt similarities between the two but there was something about both omegas that had drawn Jisung to them immediately.
Blood was thicker than water but nothing was thicker than Minho’s fine ass- .
Fuck, that was so stupid! Jisung was almost embarrassed that thought had even crossed his mind.
“Of course, I’ll be normal.” Jisung said, lying through his teeth. He used one hand to playfully punch Felix’s shoulder to make the omega laugh, while the other stayed hidden behind his back with his fingers crossed. “You have nothing to worry about. I swear.”
“You’re the best, Jisungie.” Felix said earnestly before hopping off the stool. He turned to head into the hallway and then paused, looking back at Jisung with soft eyes. “I wish all alphas were like you.”
Usually, Felix saying something that weird would have had Jisung rattled. However, this time the alpha didn’t even flinch. He was a man on a mission now.
It was the theory of equivalent exchange. Humankind could not gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost.
Jisung had to be friendzoned by Felix in order to go on and fuck his hot mom.
“I think that’s Hyunjin! Jisungie, can you go get the door please?”
Jisung, who seemed to possess no free will when it came to pretty omegas, obediently got up. He’d been sitting next to Felix on his bed while they unpacked their bags, and was only trying to catch a glimpse of the omega’s underwear a little bit. Not the one on his body! Any of the pairs Felix had packed really. Jisung wasn’t picky.
However, Jisung froze in the doorway as his knothead brain belatedly registered the request.
“Don’t make me talk to him, man.” He pleaded to Felix, ready to get on his knees and beg. “You know that guy hates my guts.”
“He doesn’t hate you.” Felix insisted- and great, they were both lying to each other now. “Besides, he promised to be civil for the summer.”
“Fine.” Jisung huffed and exited Felix’s room, on the lookout for Minho.
Jisung was already dreaming of a scenario where he pretended to trip and fall right into Minho’s chest and cop a subtle feel of the sensual older omega. Hands appreciatively running up and down Minho’s hips and waist and squeezing a gasp out of him… mhm…
The alpha’s big dopey smile lasted until he opened the door, dropping instantly at the sight of Hyunjin scowling at him.
“Why are you here?” He whined and stomped his feet dramatically, the pineapple like ponytail on the top of his head shaking with righteousness.
“It’s nice to see you too, Hyunjin.” Jisung said politely.
“Honestly.” Hyunjin let out a frustrated puff of air, causing his bangs to blow up. He stalked past Jisung, suitcase wheeling noisily on the wood floors as he easily maneuvered through Felix’s family home like he owned the place. “Hi Mr. Lee.”
“Hello, Hyunjin.”
“Sorry Jisungie’s stinking up your nice home.” Hyunjin said to Minho and the older omega let out a surprised laugh.
“Don’t say that! He seems like a sweet boy so far.”
“So far.” Hyunjin repeated and Jisung stood frozen in the doorway, waiting for the other shoe to drop. There was no doubt that Hyunjin knew that Jisung had kissed Felix and the omegas probably had made fun of the stupid face he made right before going in.
(“I bet he looked like a constipated fish.” Hyunjin had probably said to Felix and the two giggled over how much Jisung sucked.
”Yeah, he’s the worst.” Felix had probably agreed before his eyes sensually dropped down to Hyunjin’s plump lips. “We should totally make out. You know, so my mouth can forget the disgusting taste of Jisungie.”
”You’re so right, that makes perfect sense.” Hyunjin had probably nodded before going in for a sloppy tongue heavy make out with Felix, the two omegas moaning into each other’s mouths and rubbing their chests together- .)
…yeah, that was probably what had happened.
“Well, if he starts to stink I hope you open up a window and air this place out.” Minho said mildly, with the nonchalant tone of someone who was already used to Hyunjin’s dramatics.
“Will do, Mr. Lee.” Hyunjin confirmed, the beautiful bimbo not entirely understanding that the older omega was joking.
Jisung locked the front door and moved to join the two omegas in the living room. He and Hyunjin may not have liked each other but Jisung would never give up the chance to bask in the aura of two hotties with great bodies.
Minho was lounging on the loveseat with the grace and sensuality of an emperor’s head concubine. He had his long legs elegantly folded, one over the other, emphasizing the juicy meat of his thighs and making Jisung nearly walk right into a vase.
“I know Felix is excited to spend the summer with you guys.” Minho said, turning his smile towards Jisung and making the alpha automatically grin. “He’s been talking about this for ages.”
In all honesty, Minho could have been saying the most awful heinous slurs imaginable and Jisung still would have smiled and nodded along. He was really only half listening, more focused on the way Minho’s nipples had hardened in the chill of the air conditioner and began poking through the thin material of his top.
Jisung only allowed himself a few precious fleeting glances. It was dangerous staring at an omega’s nipples like this. Like staring at the sun. If the sun was two perfectly shaped little buds, coloured a nice pinkish brown and so sensitive and perfect for Jisung to touch and put his mouth on and -.
”Mr. Lee, can I talk to Jisungie in private?” Hyunjin asked, arms crossed as he stared daggers right at Jisung.
Fuck. There was no way Hyunjin hadn’t caught Jisung blatantly ogling Minho. The alpha faintly wondered if there was a hole in the floor with how hard his heart had dropped out of his ass.
“Oh!” Minho’s eyes widened slightly as he looked between Hyunjin and Jisung. “Of course. Sorry to keep you two. I’m guessing young people don’t want to waste their summer with an old hag like me.”
Minho was smiling like he’d just said a funny joke instead of something absolutely blasphemous. Old hag- ?! Was he a vampire incapable of seeing his own reflection? Mhm… vampire Minho… pinning Jisung down to drink his blood… and then deciding it wasn’t enough and needing to drain the alpha of another body fluid… oh yeah, Jisung was going to revisit that fantasy later.
”You’re not an old hag!” Jisung blurted out, feeling overcome with the urge to defend Minho from himself.
”Jisungie.” Hyunjin said in a low warning voice. It took a great deal of self control to ignore a hot omega growling his name but Jisung stood firm.
“I mean it.” Jisung told Minho, whose smile grew at how insistent the alpha was being. The sight of Minho’s soft eyes looking right at him was enough to turn off the little part in Jisung’s brain that prevented his word vomit from spilling out. “Honestly, when you opened the door I thought you were Felix’s older brother at first. You don’t look like his mom at all. Not that I think omegas who are moms should look a certain way- ! It’s just that, you know, you look super young and pretty- p=pretty cool! Haha… yeah… “
If looks could kill, Hyunjin already would have been throwing dirt on Jisung’s grave. Unfortunately, all the omega could do was massage his temples to stave off his rapidly growing migraine all while Minho glowed from Jisung’s words.
“Jisungie, you’re so cute!” Minho declared, reaching over to affectionately squeeze the alpha’s shoulder. Bare shoulder. Skin on skin. God bless the genius creator of tank tops. Jisung was never going to wash that shoulder ever again.
“Thanks.” Jisung grinned, cheerful demeanor at odds with the way Hyunjin had grabbed his arm and began pulling him into the safety of the hallway. “Wha- ? Hey!”
As soon as they were out of earshot from Minho, Jisung turned on Hyunjin and shook the omega off of him.
“What’s your problem?” Jisung hissed, keeping his voice down so neither of the Lee omegas could hear him. “We were having a moment!”
”You were having a moment with Felix’s mom?!” Hyunjin repeated in disbelief. “Are you even hearing what you’re saying to me right now?”
“I’m hearing it, and I saw it too.” Jisung jutted a thumb in the direction of the living room, where Minho was busy fluffing up the couch cushions. “I saw it real good- ow!”
Jisung yelped as he rubbed the sensitive skin of his arm that had just been pinched. Hyunjin rubbed his fingers together menacingly, like a crab about to pounce and attack again.
“You better keep your knot in your pants and out of omega business!” Hyunjin warned, crowding Jisung against the wall until the back of his head hit a picture frame. “I’m not saying a word about this to Lix because I don’t want to upset him, but I swear Han…”
Hyunjin took another menacing step forward, taking advantage of their height difference and making Jisung feel like a bug about to be crushed.
“If you do anything to screw up this summer, you’ll be leaving this place in a body bag.” Hyunjin finished in a low voice, jabbing an accusatory finger into Jisung’s chest and making the alpha gulp.
Satisfied with how scared shitless Jisung looked, Hyunjin took a step back and began smoothing out his hair. Whatever demon had just possessed his body seemed to leave, and then it was just drama llama Hyunjin pouting normally again.
“I hate threatening alphas.” Hyunjin sighed, as if he had no control or free will over his actions. He dusted off his shoulder as if trying to decontaminate himself of Jisung’s germs. “But someone has to do it!”
”I mean, I’m just messing around. Obviously. There’s no way someone like him would ever go for someone like me.” Jisung was suddenly overcome with the urge to cover his tracks. You know, plant a believable alibi for himself if Mission Impossible: Fuck Felix’s Mom did come true. Milfssion impossible…
”Ugh, I don’t even like you joking about it.” Hyunjin said, shaking his head disapprovingly. “I just know it’ll upset Lix. Haven’t you done enough?!”
“Hey… do you think Felix’s mom is hot too?” Jisung asked, wisely avoiding Hyunjin’s question. He wanted to distract the omega but also couldn’t help but ask as he needed confirmation that he wasn’t being crazy.
Objectively, Minho was gorgeous but Jisung was starting to get scared and think that he was an actual medical anomaly who was too horny to live. Although, humankind had only made it this long because they were so horny and just kept fucking. Survival of the slickest…
“Obviously.” Hyunjin huffed before shoving his suitcase into Jisung’s arms. Jisung dutifully fell into the role of bellhop as he helped carry Hyunjin’s luggage into Felix’s room. The other omega had disappeared into the bathroom, allowing the two to speak freely about their friend’s hot mom. “He’s super pretty, especially for an old person.”
“I don’t think he’s an old person- .”
“But moms are off limits.” Hyunjin said fiercely, with the passion of someone familiar with this topic. He looked familiar with Felix’s room too, judging by the way he instantly plopped down on the other omega’s bed and pulled a nearby stuffed chicken into his lap. “Moms and dads and older brothers and younger brothers and ex-boyfriend’s and coworkers and next door neighbors, they’re all off limits!”
”If alphas have a bro code, do omegas have a hoe code?” Jisung couldn’t help but tease, smile growing when Hyunjin’s lips twitched.
“That wasn’t funny.” Hyunjin said. “You’re not funny.”
”I’m hilarious. Sexy too! And humble!” Jisung insisted and Hyunjin just sighed.
“Han, I’m serious! All those guys- they’re off limits because it gets messy!”
Dear God, did Jisung want to get messy with Minho… but he didn’t say that out loud. He was too scared of Hyunjin, whose head was shaking so intensely it was a miracle his little ponytail didn’t fly right off.
“Hyunjinnie!” Felix greeted his best friend with a big smile as he entered the room. He moved to hug the other omega and then paused, arms still outstretched. “Wait, what gets messy?”
“Jisungie.” Hyunjin said immediately, gesturing in Jisung’s general direction. “I mean- . Just look at him!”
And then he pulled Felix into a hug as if to physically distract the other omega from this conversation.
“…okay?” Felix blinked slowly over Hyunjin’s shoulder. His body automatically hugged Hyunjin back but his face seemed confused as to what was happening “I mean… I don’t think Jisungie is messy… ?”
“Thanks, man.” Jisung sighed and moved to finish unpacking his own bag. He needed to strap in and brace himself for the long summer ahead.
Jisung wasn’t exactly looking forward to dinner with all three omegas. There was potential for a nuclear level fuckup if they were all in one room together. However, any nerves he felt immediately disappeared at the sight of Minho once again.
The beautiful omega was a real sight for sore eyes. And Jisung wanted to leave him with some sore thighs- .
God, it was a miracle Jisung hadn’t drowned yet with all the slick in his brain.
By the time Jisung, Felix, and Hyunjin had unpacked and washed up, Minho had gotten dinner ready. The older omega was busy rooting through a lower cabinet, oblivious to the way Jisung was frozen in spot and drooling over the sight before him.
Minho had changed into a less revealing outfit for dinner. It was more classy and less ass-y. Gone was the tiny shorts and little shirt he’d been wearing, replaced instead with a velvety soft wine colored blouse and tight fitting black slacks.
And whichever repressed horny bastard that had coined the term “modest is hottest” might have been into something. Despite having more skin covered, Minho somehow looked even more sexy. His pants struggled to accommodate his plump thighs and round behind, the globes of his ass threatening to split the fabric in two.
“Keep it moving, Han.” Hyunjin muttered, shoving Jisung away from where he’d been blocking the doorway.
Jisung, a human shaped worm on a string, tumbled into a nearby wall and caught the attention of Minho who straightened up immediately.
“Are you okay?” He asked Jisung and the alpha wheezed out a sound that vaguely resembled a human being. Minho took that as a resounding “yes”. “Well, come on! We don’t want dinner to go cold, do we?”
”You’re so right.” Jisung said in one quick breath before hurrying over to the table.
He pulled out chairs for both Hyunjin and Felix under the guise of being polite. It made Felix smile and squeeze Jisung’s arm affectionately before taking a seat. Hyunjin’s gaze was far more critical, eyes narrowed like he was trying to read Jisung’s mind and figure out his ulterior motives.
Too late. Hyunjin had made the grave mistake of sitting down in the chair Jisung had pulled out for him, leaving the only available seat the one next to Minho. It made Jisung want to cackle like a supervillain at how well that part of his plan had worked out for him.
“The food looks great, thanks mom!” Felix chirped, quick to dig into the rice and generous portion of beef rib his mom had portioned out for him. “Man, I missed this…”
”I also think the food looks great.” Jisung said in the most normal voice he could muster. He looked right into Minho’s big beautiful soulful eyes, feeling hypnotized by the perfect shade of brown staring back at him. “Looks great, smells great, tastes great too- !”
Jisung cut himself off by taking a big bite of rice and then proceeded to simultaneously choke and burn the top of his mouth.
”Jisungie are you okay?” Felix asked, leaning in across the table to peer at Jisung with concern. His eyes were big, beautiful, and soulful too just like his mom’s… Jisung wouldn’t have minded that being the last thing he saw if he did die right at that very moment. Before he died and went to hell of course.
”Are you dying?” Hyunjin asked in disbelief, spoon paused halfway to his mouth. He sounded confused as to how this was even humanly possible when dinner had barely begun.
“Let me get you some water.” Minho was quick to get up before Jisung could even subtly imply that he actually needed CPR from the older omega to survive. “Can’t choke if you’re busy drinking water. I’ve always said that.”
“It’s true.” Felix nodded emphatically. “He always says that!”
Thankfully, Jisung didn’t die once throughout the rest of dinner. He was very proud of himself. Although Minho did make him come dangerously close. Man, that wasn’t how he’d wanted Minho to make him come…
“Jisungie, a young handsome alpha like you must have a whole bunch of omegas to choose from.” Minho said, chin in hands and delighted eyes pinning Jisung to the chair. Like an insect at the mercy of a mad scientist. “Why are you spending the summer with my weird son and his weird friend?”
“Hey!” Hyunjin gasped, pouting as Minho just laughed and squeezed his hand reassuringly.
“I’m kidding, you know I love you Hyunjinnie.” Minho smiled. “You’re like my Yongbok’s twin… you know, if one brother got more nutrients than the other in the womb.”
Hyunjin and Minho shared a giggle and now it was Felix’s turn to whine and protest. Jisung was more than happy to sit back and watch the three omegas like they were the greatest TV show he’d ever seen. But, Minho turned back to Jisung expectantly and the alpha shot up at the realization that he was waiting for an answer.
“Oh- uh! I don’t have a boyfriend.” Jisung said lamely. “So, why not spend the summer with my best friend? … and Hyunjin. I’m not entirely sure what we are.”
“Sworn enemies.” Hyunjin said immediately and Jisung felt inclined to agree.
“Do you sense the tension too?” Felix innocently asked his mom, pointing his fork between Hyunjin and Jisung. Their twin scowls just made him smile even harder.
“No tension to sense. Me and Jisungie are just… friends.” Hyunjin rolled his eyes and Minho looked inclined to disagree.
“Well… I probably shouldn’t have assumed anything in the first place.” Minho said. He was looking right at Jisung again, their eyes like magnets. “Are you attracted to alphas? Or maybe no one at all? I may be old but I’m very open!”
Was Minho sending him a subliminal message about their age gap? Jisung sat, ears perked up like an eager puppy. Send those dog whistles his way!
“You’re not that old.” Felix reassured his mother.
“Yeah, you’re only… 70!” Hyunjin’s dark brows furrowed together, thinking real hard before he came to this conclusion. He reached over to take Minho’s hand, an impassioned look on his pretty face. “You have so much life left to live!”
Minho stared at Hyunjin in disbelief.
“Hyunjin, do you think I’m actually 70?”
Sensing a need to intervene, Jisung cleared his throat to bring the attention back to him.
“I’m into omegas.” Jisung felt the need to assure Minho of this fact. “I just don’t have a boyfriend for… reasons. Totally valid reasons by the way! But, I’m super duper into omegas. Like. A lot. Haha. Some would say too much!”
His words brought the entire room to a screeching halt.
“...too much?” Minho repeated. “Why would it be too much?”
Minho’s beautiful siren eyes probably allowed him to read minds. Jisung tried desperately not to think of his failed kiss with Felix.
Speaking of Felix, the omega’s eyes were so wide it looked like he’d just seen someone get shot. Hyunjin was staring at Jisung like the alpha was the one behind the gun. Jisung had no idea who’d gotten shot in this metaphor. Probably him.
“I don’t know why I said ‘too much’.” Jisung said, deciding honesty was the best policy in this sticky situation. “I like omegas a normal amount!”
Felix and Hyunjin shared a silent glance, their omega telepathy rudely sidelining Jisung once again. Jisung would give up his knot to gain access to the elusive secret world of omegas. And gain an invite to their sexy sleepovers.
Wait, he technically was invited to their summer long sleepover… only time would tell if it was going to be sexy though.
Minho went quiet for a long torturous moment before a slow smile spread across his face.
“Jisungie, you’re officially the best guest we’ve had for dinner.” Minho reached out to clink his glass of water with the alpha. God, they were practically touching tips.
“Thanks!”
“What about me?’ Hyunjin pouted, stretching his arms out across the table and making grabby hands at Minho. .
“Hyunjin, you thought I was 70- !”
It was after dinner and Jisung was in Felix’s room hyping himself up to sleep on the floor. In the long term, it would probably be great for his back. In the short term, it was probably going to fuck up Jisung’s back so badly he would walk around hunched over looking like a shrimp.
There was nothing shrimpy about Jisung other than his height. Not his posture and certainly not his dick.
”Just letting you two know- .” Jisung began, speaking to Hyunjin and Felix who were getting comfortable on the bed. They were already dressed in their cutesy matching pajamas and, with both of them wearing their long dark hair down, it made Jisung feel like he was seeing double. A real twin fantasy. “You should just ignore me. if you guys wanna cuddle or have a naked pillow fight or practice kissing on each other- it’s like I’m not even here!”
Felix began laughing hysterically which put a considerable damper on Jisung’s mood. There went his spot as an audience member for a live taping of Omegas Gone Wild.
”You’re so gross!” Hyunjin squealed, his disgusted tone betrayed by his bright red cheeks.
“I’m an ally.” Jisung bravely soldiered on, like Hyunjin hadn’t even said a word. “I love omega love and I think more omegas should practice it. Especially you two! Omega on omega action- I mean love!”
Freudian slip, more like Freudian slick…
Hyunjin turned to Felix, physically turning away from Jisung as if he couldn’t bear to look at the alpha anymore.
”Do you have a doghouse for him to sleep in outside?”
”Can’t say I do. Jisungie’s the only puppy I have in my life.” Felix grinned. “Hey, you’re lucky that you’re cute ‘cause otherwise you’re just a total pervert.”
”I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Jisung said, playing dumb just to make Felix giggle even more. “I was gonna suggest turning off the lights to give you guys some privacy!”
”Something tells me all you need are the sounds alone.” Felix teased and Jisung faltered for a moment.
…was Felix fucking flirting with him? He wasn’t allowed to do that after rejecting Jisung.
Jisung had moved on! He’d moved on to greener, milfier pastures! Felix could have ridden the Jisung train and had the time of his life but nooooooo. Felix had missed the last ride offered and now Jisung had no choice but to fuck his mom.
There was to be no overlap if Jisung was going to double dip in the Lee family buffet. He wanted to keep his hands clean while the rest of him got nice and dirty with Minho…
“Haha…” Jisung awkwardly trailed off, realizing he’d been silent for way too long. “Yeah…”
Hyunjin and Felix shared another look. Jisung was comically bad at reading omegas but he’d bet that they were having a silent, telepathic cat fight over who could have him. Yep, that was totally it.
“Goodnight Jisungie.” Felix finally said. He reached his arm over the bed and pet Jisung’s head like he was an actual dog sleeping at their feet. “Sleep tight! Don’t let the demon under my bed bite!”
”The only demon in this room is in bed with you.” Jisung grumbled and yelped when Hyunjin launched a pillow at his head. “Hey!”
”I’m gonna need that back.” Hyunjin said and Jisung used it to cover his own head, needing it to drown out the familiar sounds of the omega squawking. “Han- !”
Not being able to sleep wasn’t so bad. It wasn't the worst case scenario. Worst case scenario would have involved Jisung falling asleep and having an absolute sopping wet dream about Minho and humping his pillow, all while Hyunjin and Felix pointed and laughed above him.
Thankfully that didn’t happen. Instead, Jisung laid in the dark, blinking up at the ceiling and listening to the two omegas in the bed next to him breathe in and out.
He sat up on his elbows and craned his neck to take a look. Just making sure they were actually sleeping. Once his vision adjusted to the dark, Jisung could see Hyunjin protectively curled around Felix with the blanket tangled around their ankles. Both of them looked peaceful, features smoothed out and hair fanned out on the pillows.
Felix’s tank top had ridden up to around his armpits but Jisung barely noticed. Seriously, he wasn’t even looking at the way Felix’s nipples were just out and about and staring right at him.
Feeling thirsty again, Jisung decided to make his way into the kitchen to get some water.
The cool drafty hallway had the alpha shivering, arms crossed against his bare chest for protection from the cold. Jisung had thought he was so smart for sleeping shirtless, wearing nothing but low hanging pajama pants on the bottom. That way, he could casually stretch and flex his abs in the morning if Minho came to wake him up.
However, he hadn’t accounted for the hypothermia he was about to get while stumbling through the dark hallway blindly searching for the kitchen.
“...Jisungie, is that you?”
Minho was sitting on the couch in the living room, figure dimly lit by a nearby glowing lamp. He’d once again changed clothes, this time settling on a little fuzzy robe that kissed the tops of his thighs. The fabric was drawn tight around the top half of Minho’s body but his legs were entirely on display, highlighted by how the omega was sitting.
Back against the armrest and long legs tantalizingly stretched out before him. If Minho moved even a little, his thighs would part and allow Jisung to catch a glimpse of- .
“I like your pajamas!” Jisung blurted out because he was a stupid alpha who said stupid things because he only thought with his stupid knot- !
As if forgetting what he’d put on, Minho looked down and his eyes widened in surprise. He tried to casually cover his bare thighs by tugging at the bottom of his robe, but it was all in vain. The omega could have easily covered himself up with a nearby couch cushion and yet… he was acting like he wanted to draw attention to his body. Like he wanted Jisung to look.
“Thanks…” Minho said slowly and pressed his lips together as if debating whether or not to say his next words. “I like yours too.”
Jisung also looked down to confirm he hadn’t hallucinated while putting his pajamas on. His bare torso stared back and Jisung couldn’t help but smile dopily at the implication behind Minho’s words.
“Say Jisungie…” Minho trailed off again. He was speaking so carefully and deliberately, taking his time like he knew that Jisung was hanging onto his every word. “You wanna join me for a drink?”
Jisung was eagerly clambering across the living room, accepting the offer before Minho could change his mind. He would’ve happily drank anything given to him if it came from a pretty omega. It could’ve been bleach in a wine glass and Jisung would have died happy after sharing this intimate moment with Minho.
Thankfully, it wasn’t bleach. God, Minho was sexy and so kind too. He poured Jisung a generous serving of red wine before they clinked their glasses together.
“Cheers.” Minho’s smile glowed in the low light before the two began to drink.