Minwoo stares at the back of the man who is looking at the lake. He is so tall, looking elegant in his brown spring coat and black turtleneck shirt. He takes a step towards the man, two steps, three steps, until he is almost able to touch him with a lift of a hand.
'…'
The man turns towards him, staring at him with those cold eyes. His features very sharp, as sharp as his gaze which sends electrics to Minwoo's whole vein, traveling down his spine. Towards his groin.
Minwoo swallows hard, their eyes locking together.
'Minwoo-shi…'
His eyes widens at the mention of his name. 'You… you know my name…?'
The man smirks and takes a step closer to him, and Minwoo retreats back. His heartbeat is wild, nervous at the intense stare. The tension between them so high, he wants to attack and bite the slim man right there and then.
He gasps, now on the ground, the beautiful man on top of him, staring down at him. Minwoo feels warmth on his groin area but is too captivated by the pale beauty over him to do anything about it.
'Minwoo-shi...' the man hums, sending shivers. Minwoo remains still, caught off-guard by such bold move. He wants to look away, his face hot all of a sudden but those eyes are too bewitching. Swallowing hard, the alpha breathes heavily as the man lowers his head, painfully slowly until his mouth touches Minwoo's left ear, 'I know what you want…' he purrs seductively, licking his lips.
Minwoo feels the thin fingers rubbing his already hard crotch very slowly, almost torturous, making his eyes shut in frustration. But he dares not to say anything, afraid to scare the man away. He grips the earth beneath him and bite his lips, trying to hold his moans, trying to hold himself together. He wants release. He wants to fuck the guy.
So badly.
'Touch me Minwoo-shi…' the man begs and Minwoo lifts his hand carefully, enjoying the smooth feel of that white neck. Owh, so smooth he can imagine sinking his teeth and claiming the man. But the man wants his touch, and somehow Minwoo wants to obey his every wish. And so, as desperate as he is, he starts moving his hands up and down the man's back, loving the curve of his spine.
'Lick me...' the man whispers and like a hungry beast, he start sucking on that soft skin, hungrily leaving marks all over. 'I'm so wet…. Minwoo-shi…'
The man grinds on him, rubbing their hard-ons together desperately. He keeps on moaning, arching his back sexily while his hands continues exploring Minwoo's back, 'Enter me...'
Minwoo pushes the man onto the ground, turns him on his stomach and pulls his hips up, making him stand on all fours. He tears the pants with one swift motion, revealing that sweet, sweet hole. So juicy and wet. So tight.
I'll make your wish come true baby. I'll make you scream my name until you lose your voice. I'll fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk.
He places his cock at the entrance, the hole twitching, ready for him. He closes his eyes and...
Minwoo opens his eyes to his alarm clock. It is already 7 a.m. and he is back at his dorm room. It was all just a dream. A dream he has every night since that night.
'Damnit!! Just a bit more!!! Urghh!!!' He notices his rock-hard erection and curses inside. Every single time he would wake just before he enters the man! It is so frustrating!
He is so sexually frustrated he has to do it in his dreams and yet, he cannot even reach his climax there.
Minwoo gets out of bed and goes straight to the bathroom to take care of his morning wood. He turns on the shower and start moving his hand back and forth, demanding orgasm quickly. He made a mistake of imagining the stone skipping man to reach his climax though, because now…
'Goddamnit!!! Not again!!!'
…he just knotted and he has to wait a few more minutes before it shrinks back.
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Second week of lecture, still no friends. He hasn't spoken to anyone in two weeks. At least, he hasn't had a real conversation in which the other party actually replies to him, in two weeks.
Wonho tried. He actually tried to look for some faces he never met before, hopefully someone who never heard of him, and talk to them, despite him being socially awkward himself. It took him all his courage to smile and introduce himself, but for now, nobody bothered to return it back to him. He only gets awkward smiles and then silence. Then a few more minutes with them before they decide to move somewhere else.
He doesn't know what went wrong. Does he look intimidating? Does he sound creepy? Granted his voice lower than most people but that never stopped him from making friends up until now. And even if it 𝘪𝘴 because of the rumor about him, everyone should be mature enough to know that rumors are not always true. Why isn't anybody giving him a chance?
And if that isn't bad enough, he has to take a class from a lecturer who is not that fond of him.
Which is his fault actually.
Because two years ago, he took the Creative Writing 101 as an elective under Mrs. Jung, and for each assignment, he and Junjie kept writing about death just for fun. Because she hates it and Wonho loved to hear her sarcastic remarks about their works during the class. He passed the exam though, going 180 degrees and writing about kittens and the beauty of life, and got an A. He never saw her again.
Until this year.
Her class is compulsory. And she definitely remembers him; she called him during class hours to remind him to take things seriously, which exposed his name to the whole class.
Which is why he is now sitting at the very front of the class, alone, hiding his scent from the other omegas. Not that it will change anything, they already hate him for no reason. But he just hates it. He hates how other omegas and alphas are free to judge him from his scent alone. It makes him sick. As if he is not a real person with stories to tell.
Not that he would tell them even if they ask.
They can all just go to hell.
The bell rings and everyone has started to pack their bags. Wonho remains in his seat, still writing down what the professor is saying, taking his own time. He is in no rush. He always makes sure he would be the last one outside the door, and the earliest one in. So he won't have to walk alongside the other omegas.
Lunch time is always the hardest for him in the past weeks. This was the time he usually hang out with Chansol or Junjie, or in rare occasions, all four of them, but he had decided not to do that this year because he thought he would have made new friends and wanted to use the lunch hour to bond with them. And since he already said that to Junjie, suddenly asking them to eat lunch with him will let them know his situation right away which may worry them.
So now, Wonho just buys something from the convenient store and eats alone at the park or anywhere nobody knows him. Sometimes he skips lunch altogether. The third lecture is cancelled today so he decides to go back since he is already done for today.
What shall he do the rest of the day today? There are no assignments, and today is a good day so he really wants to spend his day outside. Maybe do some work out.
But the park will surely be filled with people and he really doesn't want to bump into his dormmates. It will only ruin the perfect day.
On the other hand, he really doesn't want to go out alone… And he hasn't met his old friends yet since the incident so it feels weird to just casually ask them to hang out…
Wonho sighs. Maybe he should just stay indoors and watch some movies, or animes. Or just watch some random stuff on Youtube. Or sleep.
The sound of silence breaks him from his thoughts and Wonho realizes everyone is already gone. He puts all his belongings inside his bag, puts on his earphones and blasts the music. He switches off all the lights and goes out the door. Just as he is about to take the left turn towards the exit, he spots someone familiar. 'Thought you didn't come today!'
'Haneul-hyung? Why're you here?'