The Ugly Omega |BBANGNYU|

TUO- 02

Third Person Perspective

chanhee laid on his couch, legs kicked up in the air and playing on his phone. it was probably the only thing saving him from absolute boredom. his father was at the main pack house doing work as a pack doctor and his mom was hanging out with her friends and doing some gardening. which left him all alone. he had texted changmin, asking him to come over. the younger agreed to coming over but said it might be a while.

so he was confused when a knock sounded at his front door less then ten minutes after changmin texted him. he opened the front door and froze. "hi" the alphas son greeted. chanhee immediately bowed to him. "hello alpha" he said politely. the alpha smiled and shook his head. "no need for that, i'm not here for anything related to my title" the alphas son said. "oh. then how may i help you?" chanhee asked. "i just wanted to tell you that your mothers brownie and cookie mashup was very delicious. my father saved a bunch of them and we've been eating them practically all day. i just wanted to send compliments" the alphas son said. "she's out gardening right now but i can tell her when she comes back." chanhee said.

the alphas son nodded before looking as if he remembered something. "right, i also wanted to ask how old you are" he said. "i'm nineteen. my birthday is in a couple of weeks though" chanhee said. the alphas son nodded. "is that all?" chanhee asked. "yes, thank you again for the dessert last night" he smiled. chanhee nodded and smiled. he noticed how the alpha looked him up and down before walking away from the door and off the porch.

chanhee closed the door and looked down to what he was wearing. it didn't look worthy of a judgemental stare so why did he get the impression that the alphas son was judging him.  it was just a large baggy shirt that he took from his dad, short shorts, and knee high socks. nothing out of the normal for him. he shrugged and walked back to the couch. he pulled his phone out to text changmin.

chanhee:
the alphas son just came to my house to
thank me for the dessert last night and
ask when my birthday is.

changmin:
what? alpha younghoon went to your
house? to thank you? and ask for your
birthday? the front families never
thank someone for their preparations.

chanhee:
i know that, why do you think i'm telling
you this? i wouldn't have said anything if
it was a normal occurrence.

changmin:
ok, sassy. i'm heading over soon. have
snacks ready cause i'm bringing movies

chanhee:
istg, if you bring over that doll you have
again, you're not coming inside.

changmin:
fine

he smiled and shook his head, standing up and doing some light cleaning as well as getting snacks ready. he poured some chips into large bowls and also brought out some chocolates he had stored away. he put them on the table and got some soda when he heard the door knock. he opened it and let changmin in who flopped onto the couch, chanhee flopping on top of him, resulting in cuddling.

"i see why juyeon hyung said we look like a couple" chanhee said, cheek squished into changmin's chest. "just two best friends doing couple-y things." changmin shrugged. chanhee rolled his eyes and got up to put a movie in before going back to cuddling with changmin.

-main pack house-

younghoon paced around his living room, his father watching him tiredly as he ate one of the brownie cookie mashups. "what do they call these?" he asked his wife. "brookies. a brownie and a cookie combined is a brookie" she said. "these are delicious brookies. want one younghoon?" the alpha asked. he stopped and turned towards the treat, grabbing it and eating it. "ok, i'm done watching you pace. what's wrong?" his father asked. "these" younghoon said as he held up the half eaten brookie "i'm not following" the alpha said. "well not them but the one who made it. well not even her but her son" younghoon said. "who's son?" his father asked. younghoon froze. "dammit i forgot to ask his name!" he shouted.

"house number 126" younghoon said. his father sighed, rolling his eyes, and standing up to check the list he had for every house number and who lived in it. "the son you said?" his father asked. "yes" younghoon nodded eagerly. "choi chanhee" his father said, going back to the couch. "right. chanhee. yesterday was the first time i ever saw him so yesterday was the first time my wolf told me that he's my mate" younghoon said. his father snapped out of boredom and his mother came rushing from the kitchen. "you found your mate?" his father asked. "yes but he hasn't come of age yet. he doesn't know i'm his mate" younghoon said.

"how long until he turns twenty?" his mother asked. "a couple of weeks" younghoon said. "ok then wait a couple of weeks" his father said. "and then when he finds out, you bring him here immediately because i want to meet my future son in law" his mother finished. younghoon smiled at his mother, turning to his father, his smile dropping a bit. "so, you're fine with the future luna being a male?" he asked.

"son, i don't care what gender your luna is. as long as they love you and you love them, that's all that matters." his father said. "but i will admit it has been a very long time since the moon goddess gave us a male luna. must mean he's special. all the male luna's have something special or rare about them" his father said. "how so?" younghoon asked. "well the last male luna was born with two different colored eyes. one was emerald green and the other was a cerulean blue. then the one before him was born with white hair. he could never dye it either, the color would wash out immediately. but back then they used pigments from flowers and other natural ingredients to make the dye so he didn't have what we have now" his father said.

younghoon thought back to his visit to his mates home. the large tshirt that hid his whole body, the short shorts that showed off his legs, his soft black hair (sorry but black haired chanhee is superior) and his brown eyes. wait. he tilted his head and furrowed his brows. eye? chanhee was wearing an eyepatch. "his left eye" younghoon said. "huh?" his father asked. "chanhee, he was wearing an eyepatch over his left eye today. he also wore one last night at the feast" younghoon said. "today? you saw him today?" his mother asked. "when i went on my run, i stopped by his house first" he said. "that's how you knew his house number but not his name" his father said.

"you lovestruck fool. he's going to be one lucky omega" his mother giggled as she went back to the kitchen