mr tattoo ⤶ nosung

🎨 chapter.08 🎨

Jisung clamped his teeth together in a tight frown and had to force himself not to growl, because if he did, it would only make whatever he was about to do ten times worse than it would've been. Growling at an alpha, especially as an omega can have serious consequences for being disrespectful.

So instead the tall omega turned around and didn't even try to put a smile on his face. "What do you want?" He snapped, shrugging Yukhei's big hand off his shoulder.

"You" the older boy slurred.

Great, he was pissed off his face too.

Jisung looked back to his friends with a look that said 'help me you useless fucks', but to his dismay they all just laughed which only irritated Jisung more. The tall teenager groaned and grabbed ahold of Yukhei's bicep a little too tight for comfort and practically dragged him out the room to the hallway which was slightly quieter than the living room, which was where the main party was.

(I forgot to mention it last chapter, but Jisung and Chenle gave their presents to Yeeun)

"What is your deal? Why can't you just take the fucking millions of seriously obvious hints I lay out for you and leave me the heck alone!" Jisung exploded, running a hand through his dusty purple locks out of frustration. Yukhei had a dopey grin on his face. "What on God's green earth are you smiling for?!" He snapped, accidentally letting a growl out.

He could literally feel himself begin to shrink into a smaller form when the look on Yukhei's face turned vicious.

In less than a second Jisung was slammed up against the wall, cowering under the intense stare the alpha was giving him. Yukhei was breathing way too loud and obnoxious and the gross smell of alcohol on his tongue made Jisung want to puke. Sure he enjoys getting drunk, but the after smell and taste was disgusting and he hated it with his entire being.

For the first time in a while, Jisung was actually scared, and rightfully so.

"You don't get to talk to me that way" Yukhei snarled, a growl rumbling in his chest. The alpha stuck his nose into the crook of Jisung's neck, and Jisung felt powerless as he tried with all his weak omega strength to push into his chest and get him to go away but he wouldn't budge. The older boy was like a brick wall.

Jisung whimpered as he inhaled deeply. "Mm my favourite, chocolate and marshmallows" he purred, and Jisung felt bile rise in his throat.

"Yukhei stop it, leave me alone..." he managed to croak out but was silenced when Yukhei latched his plump lips onto Jisung's neck. Biting, licking and sucking it harshly. It was painful, and Jisung cried out when he bit down a little too hard. Yukhei moved down to his exposed collar bone and placed the biggest bruised flower he'd made, right there for everyone to see.

Jisung struggled against the alpha, unable to push him away. He squirmed and twisted in his iron grip but he couldn't move. He was completely and utterly powerless and it was way too loud to call for help.

Yukhei looked up and his pupils were heavily dilated and filled with hunger, he practically reeked of lust and Jisung could feel his heart constrict in fear. "Don't struggle baby doll, I know you like it" was all the alpha said before he smashed his rough, bitten lips onto Jisung's. It felt like Jisung's soul was being sucked out of his body as Yukhei bit and sucked at his lips like a crazed animal.

The younger felt like his lips were so swollen, and he's pretty sure he'd cut a tiny slit as he got a tiny metallic taste in his mouth. Jisung struggled, and struggled. He wiggled and twisted and squirmed as much as he could, but all it earned him was a harsh slap on his ass cheek which made him gasp, giving Yukhei a chance to shove his tongue in.

By now, Jisung was hyperventilating, he was hysterical. It was like a fountain was pouring out through his tear ducts, streaming down his face like waterfalls and making the unwanted kiss taste salty. But somehow, Yukhei wasn't satisfied with the making out, so he decided he needed more.

He effortlessly picked the omega up who thrashed about in his hold and went into one of the guest bedrooms, slamming the door behind him. Yukhei dumped Jisung onto the mattress, and he bounced a few times as he scrambled to the headboard, knees pressed against his chest as he tried to protect himself. Jisung was complete mess— pupils dilated, eyes watery and tears still pouring out, lips heavily swollen and red with dozens of hickeys scattered about his neck/collar bone area.

Yukhei had a greedy, hungry look in his eyes as he leaned forwards and grabbed onto Jisung's ankles, dragging him towards the edge of the bed in one quick movement. Jisung screamed as Yukhei began to undress him. Tearing his clothes off with his brutal, alpha strength, though, he left Jisung's boxers on. Everything else was in a pile on the floor, including his shoes.

"I'm saving that for later" the drunk alpha smirked.

Jisung cringed and screamed once more, desperate to attract some kind of attention. But, by the likes of this party people probably thought he was just enjoying sex a little too much, it was an eighteenth, so it wasn't too surprising.

Yukhei pounced onto Jisung, straddling his hips and pinning his arms above his head, preventing any sort of escape. Then he sat up and let his eyes wander over the omega's bare, shaking body. Laboured short breaths of pure anxiety and fear made his chest move up and down irregularly. Yukhei ran his hand down the younger's toned abs and just as his fingers curled around the waistband of his boxers, the door slammed open immediately catching the alphas attention.

Jisung couldn't see who it was, but he was so fucking thankful. Still hysterical, Jisung started screaming even louder and that's when the stranger sprung into action. He pulled Yukhei off of him and onto the floor, he landed with a thud and he must've hit his head because he was out cold. Jisung sat up quickly and looked at his saviour.

"Jeno..?"