Kai strides down the hallway of the studio, his steps purposeful and determined, a folder of scripts clutched tightly in his hand. The lights overhead cast a harsh glare, illuminating the polished floors beneath his feet as he navigates the bustling corridors.
As he walks, Kai's mind drifts to thoughts of Haneul, a flicker of annoyance igniting within him at the singers unexplained absence.
"Where the hell has that bastard been?" He mutters under his breath, his voice dripping with irritation. "Probably off chasing some other hot piece of tail. Typical."
The thought needles at him and anger simmers just beneath the surface as he wonders if Haneul was simply after a quick fling, a thought that leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.
"No surprise there." He scoffs, shaking his head.
Yet, he knows all too well that such encounters are not uncommon in the cutthroat world of stardom. In fact, with his own ambitions to reach the upper echelons of fame, such dalliances might become commonplace for him.
"I'll have my pick of the litter soon enough." He muses, a self-assured smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "And then they'll be the ones begging for a piece of me."
"I'll show them all!" He declares, his voice ringing with conviction. "I'll be the biggest star this industry has ever seen!"
Yet, even as he pushes forward, thoughts of Daewon linger in the back of his mind like a persistent shadow. Memories of the past week floods his consciousness, and a scowl mars Kai's features as he recalls the countless times Daewon had spoken to him with icy disdain or burdened him with unnecessary tasks.
It seems as if Daewon is determined to ensure Kai has no free time.
"That damn demon!" Kai scoffs, his irritation palpable. "Why is he so set on bothering me? Is it really just because he walked in on me and Haneul? What a prude!"
As Kai strides down the corridor, the scent of caramelised sugar and spicy ginger mingles faintly with the air, his weak pheromones betraying his agitation. He shakes his head, trying to dispel the unwelcome thoughts. He has more important things to focus on.
"Maybe he's just jealous."
As Kai strides down the studio hallway, lost in his own thoughts, his path suddenly intersects with Haneul's. The collision is unexpected, jolting both men momentarily as they find themselves face to face once more.
Their eyes lock and for a moment the world narrows to just the two of them. Haneul's icy blue eyes pierce into Kai's with an intensity that makes his breath catch. There's a playful glint in those crystalline depths, a spark that dances like sunlight on frost.
Haneul's lips curve into a mischievous smile, his gaze sweeping over Kai with a combination of amusement and admiration.
"Hey there, doll." Haneul purrs, his voice smooth as silk. "Sorry I haven't been around much. Been busy recording new tracks for the upcoming album. But I'm here now!"
Kai's eyebrows arch slightly at the flirtatious tone, but he quickly masks his surprise with a nonchalant shrug, turning up his nose in defiance. "Whatever. It's not like I care what you're doing."
"Come on, don't be like that," Haneul chuckles as he leans in close, the scent of cold fresh citrus enveloping Kai. "You know you've missed me."
Kai's cheeks flush a delicate pink, his pulse quickening with a mixture of annoyance and excitement. Despite his best efforts to maintain his composure, he can't deny the magnetic pull of Haneul's presence, drawing him in like a moth to a flame. The air between them crackles with electric tension, a silent battle of wills playing out in their gazes.
"Why do you always have to be so annoying?" Kai mutters, his voice tinged with a tone of exasperation.
"Why do you have the cutest reactions?" Haneul's voice is a seductive murmur, his touch growing increasingly intimate.
Kai's resolve begins to waver, his mind clouded with a potent mix of desire and uncertainty. The eyes that may be watching their every move fade into the background, eclipsed by the heat of the moment and the overwhelming allure of the man before him.
Unbeknownst to them, Daewon had been nearby, having just wrapped up a script reading in one of the adjacent rooms. The muffled voices had caught his attention, a familiar irritation sparking within him as he recognized the tones. As he moved closer, the scene before him became clearer, each word and gesture sharpening his focus.
Kai catches a glimpse of movement from the corner of his eye, his heart skipping a beat as Daewon's tall, imposing figure comes into view. Daewon's expression darkens, the storm in his eyes brewing as he takes in the scene. Kai's heart sinks, bracing himself for the confrontation that is about to unfold.
Daewon's approach is swift and purposeful, each step resonating with restrained fury. Haneul's grip loosens, but his presence remains a smouldering flame at Kai's side.
However, much to Kai's surprise, Daewon's actions take an unexpected turn. Instead of unleashing his wrath, Daewon grabs Kai with surprising force, pulling him away from Haneul and into his own broad chest. The sudden movement catches Kai off guard, and for a moment, he is enveloped in the warm, comforting scent of sandalwood and dark amber.
The atmosphere crackles with tension as Daewon's furious gaze pierces through Haneul. His usually stoic voice is sharp with anger, each word a dagger. "What are you doing?"
Haneul meets Daewon's glare head-on, his icy blue eyes filled with defiance. His tone is unapologetic, almost mocking.
"What does it look like?"
The air between them thickens with each passing second, a palpable intensity that makes Kai feel like he's caught in the eye of a brewing storm. He can practically taste the electricity in the air, a potent mixture of desire and avarice that leaves him feeling both exhilarated and uneasy.
The powerful pheromones of the two alpha's mingle, creating a stirring cloud that envelops Kai. Even as a recessive omega, Kai can't ignore the overwhelming presence of their scents, each one hitting him with the force of a tidal wave, sending shivers up his body and making his knees weak. The pheromones swirl around him, an invisible forcefield of raw, primal energy that heightens his senses and stirs something within him.
Kai is no stranger to the tactics of alphas trying to overwhelm him with their pheromones during his countless fights back in his delinquent days. He had learned to steel himself against the onslaught, using his adaptability to navigate the turbulent waves of aggression and attempts to dominate his instincts.
But the pheromones of Haneul and Daewon are different.
They don't just attack; they seduce.
It's a potent combination that makes his defences crumble in a way he's never experienced before.
Kai, caught in the maelstrom of emotions swirling around him, his mind struggling to keep up with the unfolding drama, manages to blurt out, "What the fuck is going on?"
Daewon, without breaking his gaze from Haneul, gently places a finger under Kai's chin, tilting his head up. The touch is both commanding and tender, a stark contrast to the fury radiating from him.
Then, with a sudden, desperate intensity, Daewon leans down and captures Kai's lips in a passionate kiss. It's a kiss filled with a raw, unspoken need, his tongue tracing the seam of Kai's lips before plunging deeper.
Kai's world narrows to the sensation of Daewon's mouth on his, the taste of amber and sandalwood and the slightest hint of lavender.
It's a strange and disorienting feeling for Kai, who has never been affected by alpha pheromones until just recently. The intensity of the sensations overwhelms him; his skin prickles with goosebumps, his heart races in his chest, and a dizzying warmth spreads through his veins.
Despite the exhilarating allure, a flicker of anger ignites within Kai.
He's always prided himself on his strength and stubbornness, his ability to resist what others could not. The fact that he's succumbing to Daewon's pheromones infuriates him, his pride warring with the undeniable allure.
He tries to pull back, to reclaim some semblance of control, but his body betrays him, drawn irresistibly to the alpha's presence.
Yet, amidst the turmoil, the sensation feels so good, wrapping around him like a comforting embrace.
He's angry at himself for wanting more, for not being able to resist the way he always thought he could. But the feelings coursing through him are too intense, too overwhelming to deny.
As he sinks deeper into the sensation, Kai grapples with his conflicting emotions, his mind a chaotic blend of defiance and surrender.
Kai pulls back slightly, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he looks up at Daewon, his eyes wide with a mixture of shock and burgeoning desire. "What…?"
Daewon's grip on Kai's chin tightens ever so slightly.
Before anything more can escalate, a voice crackles over the intercom, slicing through the charged atmosphere and calling them all back to the set.
The sudden interruption feels like a jolt back to reality, pulling Kai from the whirlwind of desire and tension.
As the spell breaks, Kai takes a step back, disentangling himself from Daewon's grasp. His heart still pounds in his chest, echoing the intensity of the confrontation. The taste of him still lingers on his lips.
"Let's just get back to work." Kai mutters, his voice a hoarse whisper edged with frustration.
He doesn't wait for a response, his steps quick as he hurries down the hallway. Each footfall echoes in the corridor, a metronome to the storm of conflicting emotions raging within him.