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„Thank you so much, sunbaenims*“ Yeonjun was smiling brightly at the Maknae-line of BTS.
“Of course” Taehyung grinned at Big Hits newest Alpha “I promised you that we would celebrate your presentation with a shopping spree. This is just a little different than we planned.” With that he gestured to their surroundings. They had made themselves at home in Jin´s flat and two representative of Gucci were bustling around, arranging portable racks loaded with colourful shirts and trousers. An artfully decorated cake waited for the guests on the kitchen table.
It was early march and unfortunately the first cases of the Corona-virus had been detected in South Korea. The company had forbidden their Idols and trainees to leave the dorms for anything else than practice. Yeonjun had tried not to show it but he was quite sad, that all the preparations for his presentation-party and the accompanying outings had to be cancelled. Of course his Hyungs could not stand him low-key moping around the practice rooms and Taehyung had decided, that they could just invite the Big Hit members and a few of his friends for a little party.
And to organize home-shopping – Even from the finest brands – was no problem for the world-star.
They had decided to start the party with a smaller group because not everybody could take the day of. The Maknae-line of BTS had trained their managers for years to give into their combined puppy-eyes, so they were already there. Sadly the only TxT – member, who was allowed to leave dance-training early was Taehyun, because he was feeling a little under the weather. But Yeonjuns Ateez-buddies had promised to arrive in a few minutes.
Yeosang and Wooyoung had called a day earlier and asked carefully, if they were allowed to bring Jongho with them. Their company had not been too pleased with the way, they had managed his presentation as an Alpha two month ago and had not left them a moment to catch their breath since then.
It was no secret, how big Jonghos admiration for BTS in general and Jungkook especially was. So this afternoon would be just as big of a treat to him as it was for Yeonjun. And secondly Jongho was really desperate to see Jin again and apologize to him for the way he attacked the elder in the frenzy of his presentation.
Yeonjun was in such a great mood, that he told the two former Big Hit trainees, that he would be happy to talk to another newly presented Alpha besides Jungkook.
The latter was eying the cake with great interest, before turning to Yeonjun. “I cannot believe, that you presented no less than three month after me. I am two years older than you!” he playfully pouted at the other Alpha.
Yeonjun could not help to restrain a proud grin. Taehyun tried to appease his favourite BTS-member “22 is not such an old age to present, sunbaenim”.
“Oh, don´t try to lie to him” Jimin poked his head out from behind one of the racks with a devilish grin on his pretty lips “We all know that our Kooki is an innocent little late-bloomer. He was just not ready to deal with all of this earlier” Jimin gestured to his own body.
With one powerful jump Jungkook flew over the back of the couch to chase his cheeky Omega around the kitchen island.
Taehyun and Yeonjun eyed the crumbled cushions on the couch anxiously… They did not want to anger Seokjin-sunbaenim, because his flat was left demolished. Yeonjun had been so thankful, when Jin had without hesitation offered his chic flat because the TxT´ dorm was too small.
Or how Jin phrased it: “Not good enough for his poor dongsaengs to even take another breath in.”
Carefully Taehyun put the crumbled cushion back into position, patting it a few times for good measure.
Jungkook had meanwhile caught Jimin and was proceeding to pin him to the wall, with both arms restrained behind his back. BTS-Tae in turn wrapped his arm around Kookies shoulders and whispered “Keep that for later, darling. We have a pup in our midst.”
Jungkook turned his head to land a short kiss on his Betas mouth and then winked at the unpresented Taehyun. The younger boy promptly tried to cover his reddening ears.
He was saved by the ringing of the doorbell. “That will be Wooyoung and Yeosang” Yeonjun exclaimed joyfully and sprinted to open it.
“Yeonjunie” Wooyoung squealed and started forward for a hug. Before the Omega reached his Alpha-friend a low growl sounded behind him. Jonghos hand had shot out to grip Wooyoungs arm tightly, trying to prevent him from reaching Yeonjun.
Instantly Yeonjun felt his own instincts triggered by the fresh scent of a new Omega and the sound of an aggressive Alpha.
Yeosang, who stood beside them, gently laid a hand on his packmates shoulder.
Taehyung rushed to their sides, immediately releasing calming pheromones. Feeling like it was his responsibility as the oldest Beta in sight, to resolve the tension. Yeosang hurriedly joined into the effort.
Jungkook stepped up to them and fixed Jongho with a hard stare. “Wooyoung and Yeonjun are just friends” he reasoned with a steady but strict voice “He won’t take your Omega from you.”
Jongho found back to reality fast and ripped his hand away from Wooyoung.
The heat shot to his face rapidly and he dipped down in a 90 degree bow.
“I am so sorry, sunbaenim” he directed the honorific at Yeonjun, despite them being only one year apart and Ateez having debuted before TxT.
There were a few moments, in which nobody talked and Jongho remained bowing down awkwardly.
“Yeonjun” Jungkook hissed at his company-member authoritatively. The hierarchy between the Alphas was decided, when TxT´s first Alpha shook of his stupor and turned to Jongho a little stiffly “No problem. I did a lot of strange things in the last month as well.”
“Oh” Yeosang smirked after having greeted the BTS members with low bows “You have to tell me all the embarrassing stories. Jongho is more of a mess than we ever were, because we all decided to stop with the suppressants the day he presented.”
Taehyung ushered them inside “And it already shows… I could feel how you were able to direct your scent much more accurate at the intended person than the last time I met you.”
Yeosang could only duck his head shily. No matter how often they met BTS – They still could not stop their inner fanboys around them. Especially when it came to their bias.
Speaking of somebody’s (…Wooyoung…) bias… Jimin was trying to move around Jungkook smiling sweetly at the new additions to their party. The problem was that Jungkook might have been the eldest Alpha in the room, but it was still hard for him to suppress his protective instincts when it came to his own Omegas. So he kept himself positioned between Jimin and the two aggressive Alphas, even after the confrontation ended. Jimin retaliated by hitting his dongsaeng over the back of his head.
“Hyungie” Jungkook wined hurt, but turned around to grab Jimin around his middle and lift him with an elegant half-turn, so he was facing the others. Satisfied the Omega greeted the bowing boys with enthusiastic waves.
“Wow” Wooyoung had stopped when he caught sight of the two Gucci-saleswomen and the endless supply of clothes.
Taehyung ushered everybody to the couch, a dreamy smile painted on his handsome face. “Let´s start shopping” he declared “Everybody can choose one item and Yeonjun will get two whole outfits. Your Hyungs** will pay.”
“Really, sunbaenim?” Taehyun searched Tae´s face for confirmation “We are all allowed to get something.”
“Sure” Jungkook dropped on the couch next to him “I hate shopping in general, but shopping for somebody else is even more boring, if you are not allowed to choose something.”
“Ah Kooki” Tae winked, while holding a emerald shirt up to check if it matched Yeojuns skin-colour. He then shoved him in the direction of the guest bedroom, that had been declared as the changing room “When you decide to choose presents for us once in a 100 years, your choices are always really thoughtful.”
The younger boys watched fascinated how Jungkook started squirming in his seat flustered.
At that moment Jimin´s phone binged. “Oh wow” he said after taking a look at the screen “Jin-hyung just asked me the 20th time this week if we all remembered to install the Corona-alert app.”
Yeosang had to laugh at that “I think all pack-eldest share a few braincells… Seonghwa-hyung is doing the same with us.”
“It is quite important!” Yeonjun reminded everyone with an earnest look on his face, proving Yeosangs point and sending the room into fits of joyful laughter.
“Come here Taehyun” Jimin called, holding up a pair of tight jeans. His voice prompted Taehyung and Taehyun to turn around.
Jungkook looked from one to the other “We have to do something about your names.”
“Hey” Taehyung slung an arm around Taehyuns shoulder “If you Busan boys could pronounce a G at the end of a word correctly, there would be no problem.”
In answer to that Jimin threw the pair of Jeans over his packmates head “My pronunciation is impeccable! You will be Tae for the rest of the evening. And you..” with that he turned to Taehyun, who’s eyes got big in anticipation “…could be allowed to keep your name, if you try on those trousers right now. If not I will from now on call you Baby-Tae.”
Taehyun shot up from his seat and snatched the Jeans from his sunbaenims head “I will try them on now, sunbaenim!”
Tae was not ok with Jimin taking over the role of designer and snatched Jonghos arm “Let´s search something for you.”
Jongho, who had been quite the last minute, intervened with his eyes downcast “I really don´t think I deserve to get a present after that display, Hyung.”
Yeosang nodded as well “That is really too friendly of you, Hyung. We are not even in the same company.”
“And I don´t want to take something from Yeonjun-sunbaenim” Jongho concluded with a sad face “This is his party.”
Jungkook sat up straighter and lent forward with his elbows on his knees “The incident is already forgotten.” It was impressive how fast Jungkook could switch from a maknae to an Alpha-persona. He gestured to Yeonjun, who had just stepped out in the silk shirt “What do you say, Yeo?”
Yeonjun stood there frozen and frowning, causing the normally quite confident Jongho to bite his lips.
But the Alphas little quarrel had nothing to do with the confusion the TxT-member was facing. He was absolutely sure, that the Ateez-boys had continuously called the BTS-sunbaenims “Hyung”. Their elders had not shown any discontent with that behaviour, but to Yeonjun that seemed really disrespectful.
In the few moments, he had frozen up the atmosphere turned uncomfortable.
Finally Jongho tucked his arm out of Tae´s grip and got ready to close his jacket. “I better get going. I think Hongjoong-hyung wanted me to go over…” he searched for an excuse awkwardly.
At that point Yeonjun had managed to get a grip on himself and exclaimed a little too loudly “No no! Sorry, I was fixed on the fact, that those trousers are far too tight for Taehyun”… He was obviously better at finding excuses than Jongho. He shook his confusion off and decided to just ask one of his Ateez-friends later about the way they addressed BTS. “I really want you to stay. Yeosang and Wooyoung talked so much about their beloved maknae. I want to get to know you.”
Everybody let out a relieved breath. With the exception of Wooyoung, who whispered “I never called Jongho beloved, for sure.”
Then Taehyun piped up from behind his TxT-hyung “Jimin-sunbaenim, I think he is right. Those trousers are cool but a little tight.”
Jimin whirled around and looked him up and down “Nonsense, that is exactly how they should look.”
“But sunbaenim” Taehyun sounded desperate “I can´t move.”
To prove his point, he took a few steps into the room stiffly – afraid the jeans might rip.
Jungkook doubled over with laughter “I think he his right, Jimin-hyung. Where is the nice saleslady. We can ask for another fit.”
One of the unobtrusive young women martialized by their side with a smile. “Of course, Sir” she said “May I also regrettable inform you, that my colleague was feeling ill. I sent her to the doctor, but I hope my assistance will be enough.”
“I am sure… Tae-hyung is probably just as informed about the new collection.. Tell her, we wish her well” Jungkook assured.
After that the afternoon progressed in a good mood with clothes being thrown around and a lot of giggling. Wooyoung had escaped a heart attack narrowly, when he found himself changing at the same time as Jimin. Meanwhile Jongho and Taehyun had started a contest of showing Jungkook how awkward somebody could become in front of their bias.
Yeosang followed Tae around like a puppy, trying to discreetly learn everything about being the perfect Beta. That ended when the elder turned around and told his dongsaeng that they should exchange numbers so Yeosang could ask him about everything he struggled with.
Yeonjun decided to forget his problem with Ateez calling BTS “Hyung” and basked in the attention showered upon him by everyone.
When the afternoon came to an end, the clothes were packed away and the Gucci-Lady accepted Tae`s credit card with a deep bow.
Soon everyone was stuffed with cake and waiting for the rest of the guests to show up.
Yeonjun had the biggest smile on his face until all their phones beeped simultaneously. Confused they pulled out the devices.
Their eyes found the screen and every sound vanished from the room.
The words, that would define the next two weeks of their life, were glaring at them in big red letters.
“In the last 24 hours you have been in contact with a person that was tested Covid-19 positive. If possible please remain in your current location until further notice and do not search physical contact with anyone.”
Wooyoungs eyes had grown to saucers. Jimin had a hand pressed to his full lips and Taehyun broke the silence with a whispered “Oh my god.”
In that moment melodic humming could be heard from the other side of the apartment door and something rustled as if it was placed on the floor. Then the beeping sound of somebody entering the entry-code rang out.
“Jin-Hyung” Tae gasped.
Jungkook threw himself across the living room and punched the locked sign next to the door.
The humming stopped.
“What is that nonsense?” Jin´s angry screech was heard through the door.
“You can´t come in here, Hyung” Jungkooks voice trembled from the shock.
“What do you mean?!” Jin started to rant “I can´t come into my own flat? How dare you, little Alpha. I will feed all the banana milk I bought to my sugar gliders…”
“Hyung” Jungkook tried to interrupt desperately.
“Don´t interrupt your Hyung…”
“Hyung, we got the alert” the BTS maknae cut in “The corona alert. Everybody in here got it. One of the saleswomen went to the doctor feeling sick. I assume, she was tested…”
Jungkooks started to breath faster, talking himself into a panic.
There was a short silence on the other side of the door before Jin was able to decipher Jungkooks rambling.
“Oh Kooki. I am sorry, baby. Come, take a deep breath for Hyung. 1…2…”
Despite his rebellious front, Jungkook had always been an obedient dongsaeng when it came to Jin. Instinctually he followed the slow counts and regulated his breathing.
After a few seconds his heartbeat slowed down. Exhausted he let his forehead rest on the closed door “Thanks Hyung.”
Meanwhile Jimin had stepped up behind him and laid his small hand on the Alphas muscular shoulder.
Jungkook grinned sheepishly down at the tiny Omega. Should he not be the one in control as the oldest Alpha in the room? But the thought of endangering his oldest Omega and packmate by letting him enter the flat, had thrown his protective instincts in overdrive.
“You will all be okay Kooki” Jin insisted “The quarantine is just a precaution. And even if one of you caught it, you are all young and healthy…”
Jimin piped up “I am sure, it will be fine, Hyung. We will first inform our companies and the managers. They will figure something out. And your flat is super comfortable.”
“My brave boys” Jin´s voice sounded husky “How are the little ones. The Ateez-members are in there too?”
Jimin turned around to find Tae talking soothingly to the younger boys, the air sick with his scent.
“They look a little shaken” Jimin reported “But I am sure we can handle it.”
“Yeah” Jungkook stood up tall “We have to be the Hyungs now.”
On the other side of the door Jin had pressed ha hand to his heart. His legs were trembling but he used all his acting skills to keep his voice reassuring and calm.
“I will go back to the flat then we can connect via videocall. The others were just arriving. I will leave the first containers of food in front of the door and bring the rest down later.”
“Thank you, Hyung” reached a chorus Jin´s ears and he smiled bitterly.
With a last glance towards the bags on the floor, he turned around.
Jin forwent the elevator because he knew that he needed a second before he could face the rest of Bangtan with the bad news.
To tell the truth, he hoped somebody would think of a fast solution. The virus was one thing to worry about - The other were three freshly presented Alphas locked into one flat …
Those three young Alphas sat around the dining table that was loaded with food now. Jungkook and Jongho had pulled their Omegas on their laps, occasionally nuzzling their scent glands. The action soothed their nerves as much as Jimins and Wooyoungs.
Yeonjun and Taehyun looked at each other a little fore lone. Their bond was not as strong yet, because only one of them was presented.
Tae was pacing up and down in front of the window-facade, his fingers twitching nervously. It somehow felt as if their predicament was his fault. If he only had not insisted on the shopping-day! He was afraid the others would blame him sooner or later.
Yeosangs chair scraped across the floor “Uhm. I should call Hongjoong-Hyung.”
“Oh god” Wooyoung let his forehead fall onto the tabletop. Jongho behind him instantly reacted by pulling him closer.
Jimins gaze was darting between the TxT members and Tae. He could not decide, who needed his comfort more right now. He decided to take the option in reach and grabbed both Taehyuns and Yeonjuns hand. “I am sure, somebody will come and get us soon… And if not, we just extant the party a little. What do you say to a sleepover?”
Yeonjuns answering smile was a little shaky but at least he smiled.
“Yeah” Jungkook exclaimed, having gained his confidence back “Let´s make the best out of it. Everything will be perfectly fine!”
As one Jongho an Taehyun stared up at their favourite star trustingly.
“Really, Hyung?”
“Are you sure, Sunbaenim?”
Jungkook was a little confused by their combined admiring gazes but decided it was time to do the only thing that always made boy groups happy: “Let´s eat! We will be contacted as soon as decisions are made. No need to let the food go to waste.”
***
Seonghwas middle name was calmness. Because of that he was not panicking at all. Everything was perfectly fine!
“Uhm Hyung. Can I help you?”
The head-Omega nearly leapt a feet in the air, when Yunho spoke up from the entrance of Wooyoungs room. The Alpha was eying the space concernedly. All of Wooyoungs belongings were stacked in neat piles throughout the room – really All of them. And in the middle knelt Seonghwa in between two suitcases. He put a hoodie int one of the suitcases, only to exchange it one second later with another one, mumbling under his breath “Which one was his favourite? I just can´t remember… Think Seonghwa, think!”
Yunho crinkled his nose when he smelled his Omegas beautiful scent souring. He really could not take another one… He had just fled his room, because San was having his third meltdown that day while skyping with Wooyoung. Of course he had first made sure that Mingi stayed beside the Omega to calm him down – He was a good Alpha like that.
Gingerly he tried to step over a tower of books but then found himself stuck between Wooyoungs BTS-merch and a pile of socks.
“Hyung, I don´t think Wooyoung will need his math book from six grade” Yunho tried to advise Seonghwa “And he has three BTS members constantly around him… It would be super weird, if you bring him the merch…”
Seonghwa let out a frustrated scream “I know, I know… I just want to pack all their favourite things. They are imprisoned there for two weeks!”
Yunho snorted “I would say that Jin-Hyungs flat is hardly a bad place to relax for 2 weeks.”
Instantly Seonghwa pointed a finger at him “Do not make light of their situation.”
The younger boy lifted his hands innocently “Of course not, Hyung.” He made one big jump and managed to land very elegantly on his knees next to the Omega. Invitingly he opened his arms. After a short moment of hesitation, Seonghwa excepted the loving hug and shied “I am aware that our companies probably made the best decision, when saying they should remain in the flat as long as everybody is fine… They can´t go back to the dorms, without endangering the rest of the bandmembers. And they would have less freedom and company in a hotel room. And it is so generous of Jin-Hyung to let our boys stay there too…Nonetheless I just can´t imagine being without them for two weeks.”
“Yeah” Yunho spoke into Seonghwas hair “I am also quite attached to those idiots.”
“Language” the Omega reprimanded gently but at the same time let himself relax into Yunhos hold.
The Alpha kissed his cheek softly. Most times he could still not believe that he was allowed to hold him in that way. It amazed him that Seonghwa trusted him enough to let go of his head-Omega-persona occasionally. His oldest Hyung had always been something of an untouchable beauty, far out of his league in Yunhos eyes.
Their relaxing moment was interrupted by San barrelling into the room. Mingi was following with outstretched arms as if he had tried to hold him back without success. Sans eyes and nose were red rimmed but his voice was as determined as ever when he exclaimed “Shiber. We have to get Shiber to Wooyoung!”
Yunho wanted to reprimand the younger Omega for disturbing their Hyung who had packed and organized the stuff of the missing members all day but Seonghwa had obviously been recharged.
“A great idea” Seonghwa smiled at his younger packmate “Give him here. And then Mingi and Yunho could pack away everything except for the Hoodies.”
The Beta and Alpha obediently started to clean up the chaos, while San advised Seonghwa on Wooyoungs favourite pieces. “Let´s also pack something nice for everybody… We know, that all three have their bias in the flat. They will want to look their best!”
They had nearly managed to close the last suitcase with Mingi and San standing on the lit while Seonghwa and Yunho pulled at the zipper, when Hongjoong arrived.
Instinctively Seonghwa turned around to the exhausted aura of his pack-Alpha. San protested loudly, when half of the content spilled out of the suitcase again.
Hongjoong smiled tiredly at the scene. He had dark circles under his eyes and his lips were chapped. The last 24 hours had been filled with meetings, giving statements, soothing worried fans and media-management. Even if he could have fallen into his bed and slept for hours right now, he was happy that the BTS-Hyungs had proposed a meeting with them, coupled with the possibility to bring a few things for the imprisoned boys.
Nonetheless he accepted Seonghwas soft lips on his gratefully, before mentioning for his dongsaengs to follow him out to the cars.
***
Soobin held his phone in one hand and talked quietly to Yeonjun. Beomgyu was pressed to his back to get a good look at his band-member on the screen.
“You heard it too, didn´t you?” the TxT- leader asked in a whisper.
Yeonjun nodded “Even Yeosang and Wooyoung call the BTS-sunbaenims Hyung. It is so weird. I never thought they would be so disrespectful.”
Soobin looked up to find Ateez oldest Omega, Seonghwa, talking to Jin-sunbaenim while unpacking groceries, they brought for their teammates downstairs. And Jin was continuously called “Hyung” instead of “sunbaenim”. It just wasn´t proper. Big Hit had taught them better.
“And the sunbaenims obviously are to nice to point it out” Yeonjuns voice was heard from the phone “I will confront the Ateez-members about it this evening. I feel like BTS-sunbaenims just don´t get how important and special and admirable they are. We have to do something about that.”
Beomgyu piped up from behind Soobin “But what if it is all a misunderstanding?”
“How so?” Soobin was really angry “They are no foreigners.”
Beomgyu shrugged. He was not as keen on a confrontation as his Hyungs, but everyone dealt with the stress differently. Their respective bandmates were now locked into Jin-sunbaenims flat since five days and everybody was on edge.
In this context it did not help, that TxT got a first-hand display on the way BTS cared about Ateez. Even Beomgyu had to admit that he felt a little jealous. TxT were BTS first dongsaengs!
Still, he might be slightly mischievous, but in the end he hated open confrontations. Because of that, he slowly backed away from his Hyungs and made his way over to Hueningkai. The absolute maknae of all the idols that were nowadays constantly visiting BTS dorm (Of course with strict hygiene instructions), was at the moment doted on by J-Hope and Hongjoong- sunbaenim. Hueningkai had pulled up one of their latest dance-practices on the enormous flatscreen and was asking the older boys for pointers. The youngest clearly enjoyed being doted on.
Beomgyu did not know where Heninkai got his confidence from. Sometimes he thought, he might be the only potential Omega in TxT.
Meanwhile Seonghwa had stepped over to where Soobin was sitting at the kitchen counter, his arms loaded with supplies. When the TxT-leader did not move, the Omega tried to manoeuvre around him to put down his load. But Soobin moved a little to the side and blocked his way.
Surprised Seonghwa wobbled and a few snacks fell to the ground.
The Ateez-member laughed awkwardly and put the rest down on another corner of the kitchen isle. The atmosphere became even worse when the younger boy made no move to apologize or help the Omega.
Irritated Seonghwa bent over to retrieve the dropped goods, just to find Soobin blocking him again. With a huff he stood up and looked at the unpresented pup. He was left speechless by the hostile gaze Soobin trained on him.
Unfortunately for the TxT-leader Jin had observed the whole spectacle.
Fuming he stepped up to the two boys.
“Soobin?” Jin´s voice was deadly cold – a tone he had never used with his dongsaeng.
Soobin shuddered a little when he met his bias disapproving gaze. But he had to stand his ground! Especially because he admired Jin-sunbaenim so much. So he just crossed his arms in front of his chest.
Jin looked on astonished by the rude behaviour of his company-member. “Would you move aside, Soobin” he stressed, gesturing to Seonghwa “He his an elder head-Omega to you. Show some respect.”
The raised voices had attracted the attention of Namjoon and Yunho, who had previously been discussing the news about Covid-19.
“Is there a problem?” the BTS-leader asked concernedly.
Yunho took in the flustered state of Seonghwa and instantly went to take the remaining snacks from him, as well as shield him from the confrontation.
Jin gestured to Soobin speechless who was slowly regretting his decision to confront Ateez.
“He is acting unbelievable disrespectful” Jin stressed.
Soobin jumped up from his seat and threw an arm out to Seonghwa. “They are acting disrespectful” he exclaimed.
At his words the whole room froze and turned to watch the spectacular unfolding. The young boy puffed his chest out, trying to look confident among all the presented men. But he had to defend his sunbaenims honour.
“They are calling you Hyung, Jin-sunbaenim” he made his point.
But instead of outraged reactions on BTS side, he just got a lot of confused looks.
+++
A nearly identical scene played out one floor below them.
The problem was that here it were two very young Alphas facing each other.
Yeonjun had pulled the first Ateez-member that had his path crossed into the bathroom to confront him.
Yeonjun was normally quite the laid back person – probably a little grumpy sometimes but never aggressive.
Despite that he felt a constant itch beneath his skin since he presented. Something that urged him to go out and do something. Protect someone, conquer something… Most times he convinced himself that he could not find satisfaction because his member were his destinated pack and had not yet presented. But right now he just felt the urge to make a point and let the fire in his veins burn. That might have something to do with being trapped in a (quite luxurious) three-room flat for days with eight people.
“I really can´t stand the way, you are talking to sunbaenims” he hissed aggressively.
Jongho ripped his arm from Yeonjuns grip. If the TxT member was out for a fight, he had chosen the wrong member. Confrontationally he backed the other boy in a corner “What his your problem?!”
If Yeonjun felt uncomfortable trapped in the flat, Jongho was driven crazy. On one hand there was Jungkook-Hyung, whom he really wanted to impress. Than there was Wooyoung, whose scent for some reason grew sweater by the day. And in the end there was that strange Alpha in the territory.
Even if Jonghos rational mind was protesting – His Alpha thought the showdown was long overdue.
Something disconnected... The youngest Ateez-members pushed Yeonjun back with both hands, growling lowly.
Yeonjun stemmed himself against the attack, eyes blazing. “You are calling sunbaenims Hyung” he growled back “It is disrespectful!”
With those word he shoved Jongho to the ground. Surprised the younger boy fell, but instantly regained his bearings and swiped Yeonjuns legs from under him.
“Because they asked us to do so” Jongho straddled the other Alpha now “Why are you bothering me?” He felt like something was takin control of him and his blood was pounding loud in his ears.
Yeonjun looked up at him confused. “They allowed you? That can´t be right… Why are we not allowed…”
But Jongho was to far gone to hear him. He lifted his fist…
In that moment, the bathroom door crashed open.
“What is the meaning of this?” Jungkook shouted.