Ki-moon
"Boyfriend," I whisper, running my fingers through familiar, soft, purple, almost black hair. The word feels so alien, yet so right. I never thought I'd be allowed to utter it.
Jung-nam smiles in his sleep, his scent sweetening as I continue to caress his scalp. He's been very clingy since I accepted his feelings, but I guess in the grand scheme of things, he's probably the same level of clingy, I just am paying more attention to it because of what it means.
With my free hand, I cautiously run a finger along his bare torso, taking in his build. How can someone so strong and big be such a baby? What makes Golden alphas feel so different from others?
Brown eyes flutter open and Jung-nam smiles at me with his loving puppy expression before hugging me into his bare chest.
"Moon-Moon," he sings my name tiredly. "I love waking up beside you."
I press my lips to his scent gland. "We live in the same room, baby."
"Mm, but you stopped sharing a bed with me for a while." Jung-nam moves so I can bury myself further in his scent. "It made me want to lie about nightmares again."
"Again?" I narrow my gaze. "Did you lie about having them?"
"No! I meant that I was better able to control them once I hit sixteen, so you stopped climbing into bed to calm me down. And I missed the attention. Nam-gi and Yong-gi share a bed and I dunno, I guess I've always been a bit jealous that they got to be in a relationship while I just admired you from such a close distance, yet felt so far away."
I frown and grab his hands. "You have me now. I'm... yours."
Jung-nam smiles. "My Moon-Moon."
"My Nam-Nam, my baby alpha," I whisper.
With a blush, Jung-nam fiddles with my fingers. "I want to kiss you so bad."
"You can. A-And you don't have to ask if we're in private. If you want to kiss me, you can."
"Are you sure? I know you have had bad exper—"
"You're not them," I cut him off. "I want you to kiss me whenever you want."
He nods. "The same goes for you. We don't have to be in private or anything. If you want to kiss me, you can kiss me."
I study his face and how grown up it is. The roundness to his face is gone and is more defined and 'alpha-like,' yet still possesses a soft innocence to it. His body is built really well, but his small waist and belly button piercing make him incredibly pretty and cute despite all the muscle. It's like his appearance is a juxtaposition.
"Are you not going to kiss me right now?" I quirk an eyebrow.
"Well, I want to, but no. I haven't brushed my teeth and I'm anxious."
"If it's just a peck, it doesn't matter."
Jung-nam pouts. "What? Nooooo, I thought you meant a real kiss. We're boyfriends now."
My face burns up. "You want to makeout?!"
"Yes." He looks away. "I never have before. You're the only person I've kissed."
I sit up slowly and exhale. "Then... let's go to the bathroom."
The alpha excitedly rushes to the bathroom, but is thorough with his hygiene, making sure to brush and clean everything. I chuckle as I begin to brush as well, not missing how his big brown eyes constantly flit to me and then away. He's so shy.

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