The sudden appearance of a pink breed omega in the capital of their kingdom was a big shock to everybody. The only one left was Duho for over 16 years now. He was the only one that had survived. And they weren’t that common anywhere in the world as far as they knew, anyway.
Namil remembered that day perfectly. The feeling that had woken him up panting and clutching to his chest only to get suffocated by the insane scent that covered the whole town like a thick fog. He had immediately ordered his most stable guards to get him the source of the smell. The omega with the pink hair and ice-blue eyes that had brought a bad taste to his mouth and a memory he didn’t want to recall to the front of his eyes.
From the day of his appearance, the long-haired omega had been the subject of every conversation across the town. There were noble men and women, alphas, that had requested to see him. The king was uninterested and shut down the person every time it was brought up around him. A number of them had rushed to Kangdae, since Namil was known for his lack of tolerance and sudden outrage and since everyone knew the both of them had accompanied the omega through his heat, and asked for a chance to have him and to see him but the duke had said the pink breed was sick and they’d let them know once he was available. Kangdae himself hadn’t understood why he told him to respond like that to possible requests, but hadn’t questioned his orders further.
It was ridiculous and beyond annoying how the boy had no idea about what was happening to him. He didn’t have a single clue, and that confused him. Even now, with the omega sleeping soundly after another week of intense heat —tired, broken and worn out— he still couldn’t figure him out. Insu was… fearless. Or at least as fearless as an omega could get. And that, specifically, pushed a red button in Namil’s head and made him furious. That, had to stop.
The boy had simply attached himself to his body, an alpha’s body, like it was the most common thing to do. He had refused to let go and had pulled him down and kissed him roughly. Omegas weren’t allowed such behavior. They had to be good submissive individuals, only taking what was given to them and not ask for more. And certainly not take them just like that without permission.
The other’s heat had started in an instant. There had been no pre-stages like the omegas’ bodies would normally go under. Namil had left the room with his kid and Ryung, had hugged Hyo to his chest while he cried his tears of not wanting to be separated from Duho to sleep, and then he had gone back to the main hall to the council. All of that only to be hit by the sudden flood of that delicious intoxicating scent like a pleasurable slap across his face that knocked the breath out of his lungs. He would be lying if he said Insu’s scent wasn’t the best he had ever smelt.
Before anyone on the council or any other nobles present in the castle could get any funny ideas because they all could smell him, he had jumped up, ran to the locked-up room, and took the curled up body out to his own. There was no way he could take care of this omega’s heat while Duho, his bondmate, was present. It would break the other omega and his own protective instincts didn’t want that to happen. Namil could already feel how alarmed the pink-haired boy was with this whole situation.
A pained whimper ripped him out of his train of thought. The omega was curling up into himself again but not in need. His heat was over and he could tell by the lack of pheromones in the air. He didn’t care at first. The part he had to care about was over and now he only had to tell the servants to take him back to his room and to clean him up. But then his face started going pale and his body started trembling dramatically. He watched for a minute or so to see if it would stop but when it didn’t, with yet another annoyed sigh, he got up, put a thick robe on and ordered the guard by his door to call in Ryung.
The doctor arrived fast, regarding he would normally take his time, and tore the doors of his chambers open on his way in.
“What’s wrong?” His childhood friend asked, eyeing him briefly before his eyes fell on the weak body on his bed.
“What did you do this time?” Ryung pushed him away as he made his way to the boy, sitting on the edge and checking his heartbeat and temperature. “Are you gonna keep this up until you finally kill him? Is that what you want? I don’t get you! He’s been here for a mere month and he’s been continuously beaten up by you. For fuck’s sake!” The nagging continued as the doctor got his stuff out and started examining the unconscious omega.
“Shut up! Your voice is ringing in my ears. I’m gonna take a shower. Don’t take him anywhere without my permission.” And then he walked off to the bathroom.
Water felt good on his body after a week of constantly fucking. He had been alone too, and had no time to rest like the last time with Kangdae and the tiredness was finally showing itself now that he was a bit far from that scent.
He took his time cleaning up and drying himself before he walked out fully dressed.
“So?” He asked, not really caring because if the omega was down, it meant no trouble and no trouble meant peace.
“I should take him to my hospital. He’s… there’s something weird about him.” His black-haired friend replied, and if he himself wasn’t curious and confused, he might have not accepted.
“So you’re telling me that his heat started all of a sudden? Without going through the pre-heat cycle?” Ryung asked, looking to the side at the still unconscious pink-haired omega and back at the monitor.
Namil hummed but said no further. He had already talked way past the amount of the limited words he usually would in a day. The doctor had asked all kinds of questions to know every detail.
The latter exhaled roughly, straightening his back.
“We should wake him up. I have questions that only he can know the answers to.”
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