Belated birthday oneshot for Yunho! Enjoy...
A/B/O.

Everyone knew the alpha of KQ High: Song Mingi.

Omegas swooned after the male, following his attractive features, falling for his deep voice, and complimenting his kind personality. He pushed his achievements even further to class president and was an athletic yet an artistically talented student.

The only flaw anyone in the school found with him was his inability to acknowledge all omegas who offered themselves to him.

That would soon change.

Mingi greeted his friend group as usual upon arriving at school. The group of four tended to gather at his locker, but as they were often told to move, they'd relocate to one of the empty classrooms.

"Another day Mingi hasn't found himself an omega," San teased. "To be him..."

"Oh? So Wooyoung isn't working out?" Yeosang grinned.

"We're still hooking up... I just want the popularity Mingi has."

The oldest yet calmest of the four was Seonghwa, who crossed his arms. "That's all you alphas care about now, huh?"

San rolled his eyes. "You're mad because you're old."

"Old-fashioned," Yeosang agreed. The two laughed.

Mingi cracked a smile but merely shrugged. "I just haven't found anyone. Sure they're all pretty and handsome, but no one's... stood out?"

The three looked at him with sympathy.

"We get it. Maybe it's not your time yet."

Mingi huffed. "I wish my parents got that," he mumbled.

Mingi's parents were eager to have their son find an omega. With the reputation he had, he would no doubt be a contender for the head alpha of the town. And what an honor for them it would be.

As Seonghwa felt Mingi lean onto his shoulder for head pats, they heard several students walking by the classroom in a hurry.

"Come on!"

"Shit, is he that handsome?"

"Yeah... and he's so hot."

"Hotter than Mingi?"

"Shh!"

Mingi whipped around at the sound of his name. He was curious to see where these omegas were going. Who were they talking about?

"Could it be the transfers?" Yeosang asked.

Mingi raised an eyebrow. "Transfers?"

"Yeah... Horizon Academy. Some students were coming."

Mingi didn't reply. San and Seonghwa shared a glance at his thoughtful expression. Then he watched his nose twitch.

"Sorry, I should go to class. Bye, guys." Mingi threw his bag across his chest and swiftly left the room.

"What was that about?" the three asked each other.

After the first class, Mingi had hallway duty. His intimidating steps would scare any alpha or omega back to class or hide. But his talented smell was too good for them. He would find stray students in an instant.

This is what led him towards the gym doors, then stopped.

An alluring scent of peaches.

Mingi tried to fight it off. The scent danced around his nostrils, teasing and taunting his senses.

He quickly sprinted down the hall just as his vision clouded.

"Dude, you look like a fucking mess," San muttered to the alpha at lunch. "Are you feeling okay?"

"No..." Mingi could feel the fork in his hand shake under intense pressure from his fingers.

"What's wrong? First, you left in the morning, then this?"

"I'm..." Suddenly Mingi flinched. A tray set itself at the end of the table.

"Hey, it seems pretty quiet around here. Can I sit with you guys?"

Seonghwa answered him first with a welcoming smile. "Yeah. You're one of the new guys, huh?"

"Yeah. Yunho," he stated. The others nodded and casually got to meet him.

Mingi now gripped the edge of the table, tapping his foot impatiently. It was back—the smell of peaches from an alpha.

"Mingi?"

"Huh?"

"That's Mingi. He usually isn't like this."

Yunho nodded at Yeosang's words. "Ah... Mingi. Nice to meet you."

Mingi looked down after a single tilt of the head. "Likewise."

"He's not feeling well. Sorry about that," Seonghwa commented, rubbing his friend's back.

Mingi didn't show up the next day. But the day after that, he entered school five minutes after the bell. The hallways were clear already after signing in—the perk of being tardy.

Most eye-catching was Mingi's attire. He wore thick, baggy sweats and an oversized jacket. Considering the day was slightly humid, he was burning under the layers.

A light aroma of oranges escaped the fabric, and he knew.

Mingi couldn't go to class. Maybe it would go away for a few hours and leave him alone. Perhaps he could wait it out before going to class.

So he did. He held onto the railing and sped up the stairs until reaching the roof.

However, this time, Mingi didn't know what to do when the peach smell reached his nostrils. He was frozen in place, clenching his hands.

The scent jeered at him even more. It flitted around his pointed nose and swiveled around his body until he could feel it deep inside himself — in his lungs.

"Ah... Ah..." Mingi cried as he buckled his hips against the thick pillow. Nothing was helping. Nothing could calm down the sweat emitting from his neck, the heat that came over him.

Mingi raised his voice. "Where... Where are you supposed to be?"

Yunho stopped in place. A slight smirk formed on his lips.

"And why do you care?"

"You shouldn't be o-out here... You need to go to class," Mingi stumbled.

"What are you, a teacher?"

"Class president."

Yunho squinted his eyes in annoyance. "And what would you possibly do if I don't, omega?"

Mingi's eyes widened as the last word fueled anger in him.

"What did you say?" he gritted.

"Omega," Yunho pressed without hesitation. "What the hell are you going to do to me as an om-"

Mingi roughly grabbed Yunho's collar, eyes intensely locking onto his.

"I'm an alpha. Get that? Don't you dare call me an omega." He squeezed his fingertips into the cloth. "Looks like you still don't know your way around here. And the way around here is to respect me."

Mingi believed his message went through to the other by how stunned his face was. But then it morphed into a grin and, soon, a fucking laugh.

"You're cute," Yunho laughed. "So cute."

Mingi's hands shook, ready to punch the shit out of him. Yunho slowly calmed down with a new look in his eyes.

"Did you practice that yesterday? Or were you riding your dildo like a good boy?"

Mingi's hold ever so carefully let go. He stuttered to say something.

"You can grab me and threaten me. That's hot," Yunho chuckled. "But you have to admit you haven't been feeling so well ever since I came to your territory. Right, princess?"

Mingi's cheeks grew pink. He opened his mouth to say something but heard a whistle.

"Mm, mm, mmh! What's going on here?" a male student asked. This student, Iseul, despised Mingi's reputation. He wanted to be the alpha in charge, to feel everyone's eyes on him. "I'm sorry, did I walk in on something?"

"Go to class. This doesn't concern you," Mingi muttered.

The male stepped forward. "When two alphas are about to fight, it does concern me."

Yunho pulled Mingi's arms down. "We're not going to fight, Iseul. You can leave."

"Something smells... tasty." Iseul licked his bottom lip. "Can you smell that, Yunho?"

"..."

"...Mingi?"

Iseul laughed slowly, stepping towards Mingi. "I knew there was something off about you, Mingi. And it makes sense now. Of course you wouldn't be interested in omegas... You are one!"

Mingi flinched at the accusation, backing up in fear. "N-No! That's not true..."

"You knew about this, didn't you? And you were going to keep him for yourself, new guy?" Iseul grinned and grabbed Yunho's chin, forcing him to look at Mingi. "An omega just put his hands on you. Shouldn't we show him what happens to disrespectful omegas?"

Yunho stared at Mingi's downcast eyes, tears threatening to fall. His heart pounded heavily beside his pleading lungs.

"I'm going to tell the whole school who the alpha they idolized is." Iseul grinned. "Unless you do a little something for me..."

Yunho's hands clenched as his jaw hardened. Yet his feet remained rooted to the floor.

Mingi shook his head while backing away from Iseul. When the male wouldn't stop, he broke into a sprint.

"Come here, you b-"

Mingi fell to his knees when he saw Yunho above the man, pummeling him with aggressive punches.

Yunho couldn't control himself. The inborn intuition to protect jumped out of him. No matter the cost.

Satisfied with Iseul's beating red face, he grasped the man's jaw.

"You're not going to tell anyone about this, or I'll leave you worse next time. Understand?" Yunho lowly growled. After a weak hum, he abandoned Iseul on the ground.

"Go home," he said to Mingi. "It's not safe here."

Yunho couldn't find the well-being to stay in school that day, so he waited for the office teachers to leave early for lunch, then snuck out. His hands were tucked into his pockets while exhaling the torrential air of school.

He tried to ignore the oranges clouding his nose, though it proved impossible.

"Yunho!"

"..."

"Yunho, stop!"

Yunho gritted his teeth and pulled Mingi's arm to the side of the building. "Do you want them to find us?" he hissed.

"Yunho..."

"You're going to get us in trouble by yelling out-"

"I want you."

Yunho stared at Mingi with wide eyes. That was unexpected.

"P-Please."

Yunho lifted a hand to touch Mingi's cheek. His skin was warm.

"Would you let me do that?"

"Mhm."

"...You would be a bitch for my dick. Isn't that right, my little omega? You would be my omega despite calling yourself a big, bad alpha?" Yunho whispered with a low tone. Mingi could've sworn Yunho's eyes almost tinted purple with how lustful he was.

"S-Stop..." Mingi began.

"What? Would you let me breed you? Stuff you with my juices? Have pups, sweetheart?"

Mingi felt a pulse in his body as he clutched his stomach. He could imagine all the scenarios he ever could with Yunho.

"Would you let me lick up your slick, tasting the oranges?" Yunho grasped Mingi's chin to force him to look up. "Answer me, big, bad alpha."

Mingi whimpered, his body urgently begging for more touches. He eventually fell to his knees, face red as he viewed Yunho's shoes.

Then feelings in Yunho clicked.

"Are you sure you want me, little one?" Yunho stroked Mingi's hair.

"One kiss... one..." Mingi gasped, nuzzling the crown of his head into Yunho's hand. "Yunho, please..."

Yunho swallowed.

"Get up. Stand up for me, princess." Yunho thought of Iseul. He recalled the angry feeling in his chest when Mingi was endangered. He thought of how fragile Mingi looked, how he made him feel so conflicted despite barely knowing him for a day. But Yunho knew it all happened for a reason.

"Ah!" Mingi felt his feet lift off the ground as Yunho pulled him up from under his arms like a baby. Once Yunho made sure Mingi stood on his two feet, he held his waist, protectively having him to his side.

Mingi whined at it. He unzipped his jacket for cool air, but the citrus scent grew.

"You're in heat," Yunho dragged Mingi with him past the gates. "Why the hell would you ever come back?"

"Stop talking to me like I'm an omega!" Mingi shouted as they turned down the street. He pulled away. "I'm not an omega! I'm not!"

"You're begging for a kiss! You're attracted to my scent the way I'm attracted to yours!" Yunho exclaimed.

"But I'm... but I was told I was an alpha!" Mingi groaned, hand around his stomach.

"You're so annoying when you're in heat. Where's your house?"

"...The end of the street. That one." Mingi felt Yunho clasp his hand and start towards it.

Mingi's parents wouldn't be home until dinner time, Mingi told the older. But even if Yunho were out by that time, he wouldn't be able to hide his scent anymore.

As Mingi breathed in the scent of his home, he gasped. Yunho trapped him against the wall.

"You have to admit it. You're not the baddest alpha you believed you were. You're behaving like an omega."

"That's not true... It's not... it's-," Mingi finally let his tears fall.

"Fuck..." Yunho cursed.

Mingi fell still when a gentle hand caressed his hair.

"D-Don't cry, princess. I know it hurts... Will you let me take care of it?"

"P-Please," Mingi begged. "Please, a-alpha."

The call was the only thing Yunho needed before he picked up the other and followed directions to his room. He tossed Mingi back-first to his bed, staring down with lunatic eyes of desire.

"J-Just take it all off, Yunho! Everything! It's so hot!"

The scent grew stronger the more clothes Yunho tore off. His erection bothered him most, pressing tightly against his underwear. How he wished it could be out.

Mingi was in the same position. His underwear was soaked from the front and underneath. As Yunho pulled it down his legs, he gulped.

"Shit..." Yunho palmed himself as he kneeled to lick the top of Mingi's leaking dick. He purposely held back so the other could impetrate for more. Yet even he couldn't hold his own body back.

"Yunho, just get in me! Make it stop!" Mingi exclaimed. His hands yearned for Yunho's hair, wrapping around his locks and pulling tight. That didn't sit well for the older because he looked up with threatening eyes.

"You're asking for it, princess."

"I am! I am!"

With no more time to waste, Yunho resisted the urge to lick up any clear slick and instead ran a finger over the surface to push it into Mingi's hole.

Mingi groaned in contentment. His arms flexed to grip the sheets while buckling his hips to calm the pleasure down.

But he didn't want it to stop. "P-Please! Move them, alpha! More!"

"Now, now, shouldn't I make the rules?" Yunho didn't allow Mingi to answer as he pushed another finger in. "Oh wait, I do."

Mingi gasped at the way Yunho's fingers scissored inside him. His ear caught on to the wet mess at Yunho's fingertips — literally.

"I'm not an omega! I'm not an omega!" Yunho mocked. "Look at you. A whiny mess for my fingers."

"I-I'm not-" Mingi suddenly released a moan as his back arched. Yunho's fingers were curving deep inside him, teasing him close to his prostate.

"Yunho! Ugh, Yunho, please!" Mingi pleaded. He wasn't sure for what or why. It was all his mind could think of yelling. Any obscenities, any demands. He wanted it all.

Mingi's never felt this way before. From a mere stranger.

"Fuck... you're so hot." Yunho bit his lip and leaned forward to press a kiss on Mingi's warm forehead. They trailed down until reaching the corner of his lips.

Mingi made a pouting sound as Yunho backed away. He wasn't going to let the man tease him. His hands let go of the sheets so they could pull him back down for a full kiss.

A surprised Yunho still kissed Mingi back. His soaked fingers slowed their pace as he focused on kissing Mingi instead.

It wasn't so much of a kiss, much more than a sloppy wet mess. Hot breaths danced against each other as saliva trailed from their bottom lips. Yunho practically devoured Mingi's mouth as his erection painfully pulsed. He didn't realize how much he was torturing himself until he finally had it.

Mingi swallowed down the lump in his throat as Yunho touched himself. He never imagined being the bottom, being dominated, being used. Yet the sight of the male's downcast and delirious eyes made Mingi rejoice in this more than what he would've been expected to do as an alpha.

Yunho's eyes snapped back up. "What are you doing? Turn around," he ordered.

Mingi blushed when he felt the other's hands hold his nude ass and guide him onto all fours.

Yunho cursed as he entered Mingi. His head tilted towards the ceiling with satisfaction and welcomed the bonded scents of their bodies.

"How does it feel, princess? Can I move?" Yunho caressed Mingi's lower back, observing the boy's beautiful form. Thick thighs, tiny waist. His favorite.

"G-Go." Mingi lowered to his forearms, pushing his ass back towards Yunho's pelvis. He immediately regretted that because Yunho thrusted back into his body with no mercy. He cracked a smile.

"Is this funny to you?" Yunho gritted. He leaned forward to tuck strands of Mingi's dark locks of hair behind his ear. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Mhm... Mhm!"

Yunho licked his canines. "Good. My omega."

Mingi softly pressed his head into the sheets. "Yours..." he subconsciously repeated.

Yunho snapped his hips faster, fueled by inhaling Mingi's strong scent. His hand groped Mingi's ass so his thrusts could strike the other in all the right places.

"Ahh... Ahhh..." Mingi cried. He could feel Yunho nearing his prostate again, feelings churning his stomach.

"What, princess? Does it feel good?"

"So so good. Right there..." Mingi moaned.

Yunho felt Mingi jerk when he shifted his hips to a different angle. The boy's voice rose a few pitches, something he was proud of causing.

Mingi created a mess on his sheets, white strings of cum falling on the bed with his slick.

"D-Don't stop, Yunho!"

"Don't worry, princess, I won't." Yunho suddenly pulled out to flip Mingi onto his back. He swiftly lifted one leg to his shoulder and shoved back in.

Mingi shut his eyes as his mouth remained open to expel explicit sounds. Yunho drilling into him felt so good... he was unsure how long they'd go, but he was anticipating it.

"So t-tight... Gonna cum..." Yunho whispered. His tongue ran over Mingi's lower thigh, pushing the other over the edge again at sight.

"Yunho, don't-"

"I know, sweetheart... I promise."

It only took a few more thrusts for Yunho to pull out again and cum. While catching his breath, Mingi took his hand and tugged him in for a kiss.

The two relaxed as their lips locked together. They were just in their world—two strangers who barely knew each other, matched by their animalistic instinct to mate.

And it was when they broke apart to breathe that Yunho could truly take in Mingi's mesmerizing beauty.

"W-What?" Mingi asked and blushed.

"You're beautiful, that's all."

"I'm fucked out of my mind and you're saying this now?"

Yunho shrugged with a shy grin. "I thought I should mention it. Since we'll be seeing each other more."

"What does that mean?" Mingi playfully bit his tongue.

"Don't act all coy. You know." Yunho pushed his hips.

Mingi groaned. "N-No I don't," he said.

"Mm, I think you do." Yunho exhaled as their dicks touched.

"Nope. I don't get it."

Yunho opened Mingi's legs. "Let me help."

Their session continued for two more hours until Mingi couldn't cum anymore. His body was a mess by the end: red, sweaty, wet, and sore. It was to no surprise when Yunho found him dozed off after opening the window. So he crawled into bed beside Mingi, caressing his cheek and possessively watching over him. He wouldn't leave Mingi's side at all.

And when Mingi woke up, some time before his parents would be home, Yunho carried him to the bathroom so they could shower and clean their mess, throw on some soft pajamas, then head to bed once more.

Mingi's parents smelled it as soon as they opened the door to their home. But when they saw the pair lying in bed together, they warmly smiled.

Throughout the night, Yunho tucked his nose into his omega's neck with tenderness as Mingi tangled their legs together, arm hugging his alpha close.