He was getting more and more irratible as his skin crawled underneath the bright lights.

"Guys, can you please just sit down and let them do their job." Jungwon scolded his group members for what felt like the 20th time.

"We are not even doing anything, Hyungie" Niki complained, but guiltily let his hands sink into his lap instead of messing with Jake's hair.

Jungwon just huffed, and the makeup Noona looked irritated when jake stuck his tongue out at Niki, who now couldn't retaliate for his own messed up hair anymore.

"Jake-hyung" Jungwon warned, now feeling sympathy for their staff for having to deal with their shenanigans all the time.

Jungwon too sounded exhausted.
He tried his best not to show the sleepless nights to any cameras around, but he couldn't hide from his members, even if he tried.

"Hey Jungwon-ah, you good?" Heeseung had emerged out of the wardrobe, looking like an expansive painting.

Jungwon had to swallow for a second to calm his racing thoughts.
"Yes, Hyung. I'm fine. Are the others done changing, too?"

"We're all set. But you're not fine, don't lie to me. What's up?"
Heeseung pressed on, one hand now holding onto jungwons shoulder, eyes searching Jungwon's face for any sign of discomfort.
He didn't know whether he was trying to comfort or trap Jungwon with his grip.
But it did feel weirdly grounding.

"I just ... didn't get enough sleep, I guess, and they are being a little difficult right now," Jungwon said, looking over at their pack. He hasn't even meant to open up about his concerns so quickly, but his drained mind couldn't help it.

Sunghoon was repeatedly poking his fingers into Sunoo's sides, who in turn shrieked loudly, everytime they made contact.

Heeseung nodded, eyes still looking into Jungwon's and gave his shoulder a little squeeze.
"Okay, I got it."

With that, Heeseung finally loosened his grip on Jungwon and turned around to his pack members.

Jungwon almost sighed in relief when he finally got some peace and quiet, not even 10 seconds later.

He didn't know how Heeseung had done it, nor did he really care. It was finally silent.

His head finally felt like it wasn't going to explode all over these expansive designer clothes, that none of them would ever wear outside of this studio. Except for Jeongseong, maybe.

A few hours later, and a few cups of americano later - which, now that he thought about it, kept reappering in his hands magically - they were finally let off from their photoshoot and sent home by a manager.

On the way home, he was the second to last to enter the van, only followed by Heeseung, who had made it a habit to always be the last to enter a space, maybe to make sure noone was left behind. Or maybe he just didn't want to deal with having to fight for a seat and just settled for whichever seat was left.

Jungwon sat down next to Jay and Sunoo, the ones that were often considered closest to him.

"Jungwon-ah, can we get take out when we're home?" He was greeted by an innocently smiling Omega, who immediately gripped onto his arm and Jungwon almost laughed at Sunoo's use of aegyo for such a petty thing.

"You know we can just make Tteokbokki at home, right?"

"Jay-hyung doesn't want to cook and I'm starving." Sunoo whined and everyone laughed at his dramatics.

Jungwon pulled his arm out of Sunoos vice grip and looked at the others.

They all looked exhausted and hungry, he quickly determined.

"We can pick up something on the way back" He gave in.

A chorus of cheers followed and Jungwon smiled slightly in adoration of their happiness.

"Sunoo-yah, stop spraying your pheromones everywhere now, he already said yes."
Jakes teasing voice ripped through Jungwons smile, which fell just as quickly as it had arisen.

Pheromones?
"Sorry" Sunoo just scrunched his nose apologeticly.

Sunoo had been releasing a stream of pheromones within the van, despite knowing they did nothing to effect their leader.
Jungwon wasn't even able to smell Sunoo's scent. He definitely couldn't pick up on pheromones nor be influenced by them.

And yet, Sunoo's Omega had automatically tried manipulating Jungwon's decision.

It was just another thing that went to show, how much they had already accepted Jungwon as the leader of enhypen and the leader of their pack, treating him like an adult. Like an Alpha.

A wave of nausea hit him.

Jungwon knew he should be grateful for this, knew he should appreciate being appreciated. But instead, he just felt defeat.
He felt tears pricking his eyes, that he would never allow to show.
Couldn't they see him? Couldn't they understand that he was just a puppy?

Jungwon reached over Sunoo to open the window to let fresh air in, chills all over his body.
He didn't need a pack of dazed and pheromone drugged wolves when they finally got to the dorm.

But what Jungwon also didn't feel was the pair of concerned and watchful eyes on his back.

Instead he closed his eyes and let his head fall onto Jay's shoulder. His head was pounding. Lack of sleep and food and overall irritation creasing his forehead and pulling his brows into a frown.

The tab of something cold against his shoulder from the row behind him made him rise up again slightly.

A cold, half empty bottle of water , that had just perfectly touched the slither of skin exposed by his oversized shirt.

"Thank you." He murmured and took the bottle, not caring who's it was. He was just grateful for the cold shiver that rolled over his body, releasing his limbs from the stuffy and warm feeling, as the cold liquid settled in the pit of his stomache.

He was hungry too. Very.

How he hadn't noticed it earlier was beyond him, but as he did, he also remembered that he hadn't had breakfast that morning either, too distracted by his foggy brain, that was begging for sleep.

"We should actually get something delivered to the dorm. If we order it now, it'll probably arrive shortly after we do. It's faster that way." He thought out loud.

"Yess!" Sunghoon and Niki cheered.
Jungwon took out his phone and started ordering, letting his phone wander through the hands of the other members, so that everyone made sure they got what they needed.

Along with the phone, he held the bottle towards the back row of seats and Heeseung grabbed it.

Of course it was him. His always responsible, but humble oldest Hyung.

He often hoped, he would be influenced by Heeseungs perfect behaviour by being around him enough. The man wasn't even that much older than him, and still seemed to know what to do, what was needed, in every situation.

3 years, his brain complied. He was just 3 years older. Jungwon was basically as old as heeseung was, when they first met, and he definitely wasn't anything like his Hyung was back then.

Not as tall, or as smart, experienced. But most of all, he didn't have the same aura of strength, that Heeseung had when he first walked into ILand and everyone held their breath as the shy Alpha aproached.

Now that he thought about it, he wasn't like any Alpha he knew. His mother, a beautiful strong Alpha had the same feel to her. Something that made her seem charismatic but also sofisticated and so so strong to him. Not physically. She was tall but also thin, not particularly muscular. But it was the inner strength her eyes held that made him always want to listen to her and trust her.

Just like he always knew he could trust Jake, Enhypens second Alpha. Warmth and strength reflecting in his eyes when he looked at his pack. It was security in a special kind of way.

Jungwon knew he gave the Boys a sense of safety too. But his specialty had always been reassurance and encouragement. Listening attentively to his members words and making sure their opinions were respected by the company.
He was great at being able to tell right from wrong, caring and scolding when he needed to.
He new how to respect his members.

But in spite of all these things, which made him a great leader, he was never able to completely immitate his mother's way of demanding authority.

But he hoped he'd learn quickly, because his presentation was dooming on him. And he wanted to do the best he possibly could for his pack.
This Jungwon was sure of, even with his raging headache clouding his thoughts.