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Part 7

Ki-moon

I wake up feeling warm, face buried into the crook of Jung-nam's neck. He's on the side of the bed closest to his clip-on fan, but he has his back to it. No matter how we fall asleep, I always find him facing me as the little spoon in the end.

The scent of rosemary clings to my nostrils and I feel relaxed, Jung-nam's bare skin warm underneath my palms, the sensation like electricity coursing through my fingertips. His pheromones are calming, the scent similar to the essential oils made from real rosemary. He smells really good.

"I want to. You've been dating for a while. Why should I continue to wait? It's my decision when to start and I want to start now."

Growling, I hold him closer to me. Jung-nam is gentle and sweet. Him dating makes me uncomfortable. I've noticed the type of guys he's attracted to and they're all the biggest and strongest alphas. The maknae wants to be taken care of.

But I don't want any alpha who doesn't work for Golden being around or even looking at him.

The youngest grips the material of my tank top and I move back a little to see his lips part in his sleep. He looks so gentle despite the fact that he's the tallest and second most built member of the group. Alpha puberty hit him pretty hard and I can't help but miss when he was smaller than me on both fronts and would ask me to reach things and open jars for him.

Now, he can do everything himself and I have to ask him to reach things.

Jung-nam's eyes snap open and they burn red. "Omega."

My heart rate increases, but it quickly calms as I notice he isn't doing anything but look at me with his big eyes. They're red, but they're still his. He's still my baby alpha.

"Nam-nam." I ruffle his dark purple hair. "Good morning."

He blushes. "KM, you're releasing a lot of pheromones. Are you okay? You smell conflicted."

"Sorry. Maybe I was unconsciously competing with your scent."

"Your eyes are red. Do I smell bad?" He frowns and tries to rein in his scent more.

"No, baby, you smell so good."

He smiles, eyes red, but expression gentle. "I'm glad you think so." He moves away to stretch before pausing. "Your scent spiked when I left. Do you want me close?"

"I don't want you to date an alpha," I blurt.

Jung-nam's eyes turn brown and his cheeks turn red instead. "What? Where did this come from?"

"You said that you'll stay here with me. Did you mean that? You won't go on dates with other alphas?"

He blinks slowly. "I don't want an alpha."

I swallow. "I shouldn't tell you what to do. I'm sorry. You should go exploring."

My younger frowns and he moves my hair off my forehead and presses his lips to it. Suddenly, I'm overtaken by his scent again and I grab at him, holding him into me.

"Such a pretty omega. You want food, right? How about you bend over for your alpha?"

"Dirty slut, take it like the worthless whore you are."

"You'll never amount to anything."

"Moonie," Jung-nam whispers worriedly, "look at me."

My eyes meet big, brown, puppy ones. The purple-haired male's lips form a pout and he wipes under my eyes with the pads of his thumbs, his large hands holding my face like I'm made of paper, an origami human.