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This summer was proving itself to be a bit hotter than last year’s if the thin coat of sweat streaming down Mingi’s back was anything to go by. However, it could also be his extreme anxiety acting up again, crawling up his heart and gripping it tightly in its claws since the moment he sent Yunho that impulsive text asking to meet at their usual hotel. He had imagined this moment inside his head an unhealthy number of times, taking mental notes on all the worst and best-case scenarios, and practicing a monotone, emotionless speech over and over again.

He can’t mess this up even more.

This is the right thing to do.

He was off to a good start, so far. He was not stumbling on his words yet and they were having the same small talk. Nothing out of their usual. They just needed to walk inside that room, sit on the couch, and talk like two full-grown adults. Mingi would start by saying, “We’re done. We need to stop having sex. I loved spending time with you, but we need to go our separate ways.” Or something along those lines, if he managed to stick to his speech. Yunho would understand and agree – because the omega was inhumanly kind and understanding – and then MIngi would come back home and cry in the shower for some long, humiliating minutes.

Wait, no, he would not cry.

He didn't deserve to.

He didn’t have the right to cry.

So no tears over this issue.

“And yeah, work has been hell lately,” he continued with a tired sigh as his last week flashed before his eyes like a movie. “Bang Chan is insufferable. I swear to God, how can someone be so annoying?” 

“He’s your boss’ son and they’re stinking rich. I guess being spoiled during childhood makes you turn into an annoying brat when you grow up.” Yunho’s laugh reverberated sweetly inside his ears and the gentle hand on the small of his back guiding them to their usual room made his heart and mind spin like crazy.

Hell, Mingi could already tell the thing he wanted to do would be a herculean task.

“Says the only child.” He eyed Yunho with a smug smile on his lips and brought the keycard to the lock with anxious shaky hands, opening the door and walking inside.

“I wasn’t spoiled, though,” the omega pointed out, giving the beta a light slap on his butt. “San, on the other hand…” He left the sentence like that, laughing knowingly. Mingi laughed as well.

The door locked behind the beta’s back, the clicking sound loud in the deafening silence of the room. Mingi swallowed, uselessly trying to hydrate his dry throat. He watched as the omega in front of him took off his jacket and placed it on the small couch in the corner of the room. Yunho moved silently and delicately, completely unaware of the anxiety wrapped tightly around the beta’s heart.

Doing the right thing was proving to be way harder than it seemed when he was thinking about it in the comfort of his car.

He couldn’t chicken out. 

Should he?

No, he shouldn’t.

The moment he feared was getting closer way faster than he anticipated, and the crippling anxiety would become utterly obvious in his scent if he didn't calm himself down. Yunho was not supposed to notice his nervousness. He can not notice it. All of his plans and speeches would go down the drain the moment Yunho asked if everything was alright.

Because he would notice something was off.

And then he would know what Mingi called him for.

And things would get messy… messier .

Mingi took a deep breath, fresh and artificial air running inside his lungs and coming out in a long sigh. He finally stepped shakily towards the taller man and hoped his fake confidence wasn’t as painfully obvious as he felt it was.

He needed time.

They needed time.

Mingi laughed awkwardly, swallowed around his dry throat, and looked at the ground, the earlier nervousness creeping to his heart and making his fingers quiver. "Anyway, sorry for calling you so suddenly." He coughed, trying to buy some time again and mimicking Yunho by taking off his jacket as well. "Hope I didn't interrupt something important."

"You know I have nothing important to do on a Saturday night." The omega laughed lightly as if the beta had said something utterly ridiculous. "I wouldn't be here if I had more important things to do."

"Oh. Yeah, that's right," he awkwardly agreed while he placed his jacket on the couch as well. "That makes sense, yes." 

Good one, Mingi. Now he totally doesn't think you’re acting weird. 

He knows you’re acting weird.

Gosh, why does he sound so much like a teenager lying to his parents? This is ridiculous.

Mingi watched as a frown took over the omega’s soft features and he stared at him, the confusion clear in his glare. Feeling like his soul was being meticulously analyzed, Mingi couldn't think of anything that would help him hide the awkwardness of this silence.

They were never awkward. Actually, there had never been a single awkward silence between them in all the years they'd known each other. Maybe because Mingi was an awful liar. Maybe because Yunho made Mingi’s mouth run more than it should. Maybe because Mingi never had a reason to hide anything from Yunho.

Either way, this never happened, and it was painfully obvious something was off.

“Is everything alright, Mingi?” Yunho's voice broke the silence and his gaze met the beta’s scared eyes.

No.

No, no, no.

NO .

“W-what do you mean?” Mingi cursed under his breath. He wasn’t supposed to be stuttering, fuck. “Of course it is. Why wouldn’t it be?” he added more confidently, hands fidgeting in front of his torso as he forced himself to laugh.

“Right.” The omega chuckled, rolling his eyes and following the beta’s movements closely. “And I totally have a knot.” Yunho laughed for real now, watching the beta choke on nothing but air.

“God, why do you need to make everything sexual?” the other complained. “Are you a 5th grader or something? Jeez.” And he laughed because the comparison couldn’t be more accurate.

Yunho laughed as well, his smile wide and amused. His eyes never seemed to be able to stop looking at the beta, though - something about the other made it impossible to stop looking at him. Maybe it was the gummy smile and the loud laugh that came with it. Maybe the way his eyes disappeared into crescent moons and made his features soften. Maybe all of this and more. Yunho never really cared about the reason.

He never needed to.

“You sound more like yourself now,” the omega commented, smiling softly, eyes shining. “Wanna tell me why you were acting weird, now?” he asked carefully, deep inside feeling a bit worried at the unusual behavior.

Mingi sighed. He knew it was physically impossible to lie to Yunho. Not when the omega always seemed to read him like an open book with those attentive, caring eyes seeing through his lies and filling him with a feeling of safety. 

He felt loved every time.

And that was the most painful part of all of this mess.

The beta sat next to Yunho on the small couch, his head meeting the lean shoulder next to him as he breathed in the sweet and comforting scent of cotton candy he loved so much. He stared into the void, the speech he practiced over and over in his head sounding unnatural, like a truth-filled lie. It didn’t make sense, it was nothing more than a mechanical, emotionless way of saying the truth without hurting himself.

He didn’t want it to hurt even more than it already did. But he didn't have much of an option.

Or did he?

They stayed silent, syncing their breaths and heartbeats while staring at nothing in particular. Their minds raced even though everything seemed to be happening in slow motion. The moment dragged out lazily, giving Mingi time to clear his head enough to start talking.

There’s no need to overthink it anymore. His decision was final and it would hurt anyway.

“We need to stop seeing each other,” he whispered, so softly that Yunho wouldn’t have heard if the silence wasn’t so complete.

It was out there now. There was no turning back from this point on.

Yunho remained silent for some time, his breath stuttering. He gulped and his hands twitched on his lap, unsaid words getting stuck in his throat. Mingi could feel it. He watched with his very eyes as Yunho intertwined their shaky fingers in a tight hold, the otherwise sweet cotton candy scent turning bitter on Mingi’s tongue as Yunho sighed, head low.

“The time has come, huh?” His voice also tasted bitter, but he didn’t sound surprised. “I want to say I wasn’t expecting it, but I’d be lying.” He laughed, pained and resigned. “Can I at least know why today, of all days?”

Mingi smiled sorrowfully as his heart danced to a cheerless beat inside his tight chest. Yes, Yunho deserved to know the reason why his heart had been broken so suddenly. Even if he already knew why. Even if it would only make his heart ache more as it had at the beginning of this mess. 

“What we’re doing isn’t fair to Seonghwa, Yunho.” The beta bit his lip and sighed as he added, “He doesn’t deserve to be cheated on like this. To stay in a loveless marriage with someone like me, who doesn’t hesitate to go to someone else’s arms at night and still says ‘I love you’ when he wakes up in the morning.” 

The world looked blurry, unshed tears burning his amber eyes as he remembered all the times he’s done that. The guilt bruised his heart as the lies that slipped from his lips made Seonghwa smile and sing an ‘ I love you too, baby’ in return, so easily and innocently. 

“And the pups…”

The word felt so painful on his tongue that he had to stop himself, a single drop racing down his cheek and burning its way to the still intertwined hands on Yunho’s lap. Yunho was warm, and his hand would be comforting if not for the bitter, sugary scent filling the room as the omega’s shy sobs echoed inside Mingi’s head.

Yunho was crying.

He did it. He made Yunho cry.

What a monster, he thought.

The beta tried to stop the first tears, trying to remain calm, to seem unbothered and emotionless, sure that this was the right thing to do. However, every new tear seemed to burn twice as much as the previous one, and the first sob broke through the castle of lies he called lips unexpectedly. And then other, and another, and then several that made his shoulders shake uncontrollably against Yunho’s, and his heart beat painfully.

If that was the right thing to do, then why did it hurt so much?

Seonghwa didn’t deserve this. The gentle alpha deserved someone loyal and loving, yet Mingi couldn’t find it in him to be either of them properly. Because his heart would always run to Yunho’s arms over and over again, totally aware of the consequences. And even then he wouldn’t hesitate to do so. After tasting Yunho’s sweet addictive love for the first time, he would never think twice before clashing their lips hungrily in hotel rooms night after night, messing the same beds once more and whispering empty promises that could never be real. 

Because the universe hated them.

Because what they had was a mistake.

Because not even Yunho deserved someone like Mingi.

“I’m so sorry, Yunho.” He sobbed the words out, hugging Yunho’s arm tight against his chest. He hoped the other could feel the miserable beat of his sore heart, the dull pain that was suffocating him slowly. “You didn’t deserve any of this either and I am so sorry. Please forgive me, Yunho .” The last sentence was whispered achingly as his amber eyes met the omega’s pained gaze.

And Yunho smiled.

Of course he did.

“There’s nothing to forgive, sweetheart.” His words soothed Mingi’s wounds and brightened the gloomy heart beating against his ribs for a delicious fraction of a second. “We were both aware of what we were doing and we knew this was going to end one way or another. You didn’t decide this by yourself. I had a say in it as well.”

Mingi sometimes wondered if Yunho was some kind of superior being who was impossibly understanding and caring at all times. There was no way a common mortal could be like Yunho, right?

“I’m sorry,” the beta whispered again, trembling, incapable of forming any kind of coherent sentence at the moment.

“We did this together and we’re going to end this together,” Yunho continued, ignoring Mingi’s words as if he had said nothing. “You have a family to come back to. A husband to love and take care of, and two beautiful pups to raise. They are so lucky to have you and Seonghwa as parents, Mingi. You love them so much and you are such a caring, passionate mother. They’re going to be so happy.” The way Yunho smiled as he said those words was warm and utterly fascinating. So incurably kind, so miserably honest, and it made Mingi smile as much as it made his heart ache. ”And I… I have…”

Both of their smiles died slowly as their eyes locked on each other sympathetically.

No one.

The universe was awfully unfair to the wrong people.

“You can always visit the pups whenever you want,” Mingi said softly, caressing Yunho’s cheek lovingly. “They love it when you visit them and bring the sweets Seonghwa doesn’t let them eat regularly,” he added with a small, cheeky smile, making them laugh.

Yunho smiled tenderly, looking into Mingi’s eyes with those dreamy stars that made the beta’s breath stutter as his heart started pumping pure devotion into his bloodstream. Their foreheads met carefully, slowly, breathing the same air as their lips touched faintly, Mingi’s hand still cupping Yunho’s cheek.

They gazed into each other for what felt like the shortest eternity, their eyes saying what their lips were too afraid to confess, what the universe had marked as forbidden. 

They were not destined to happen.

But that was okay.

They’re going to be okay. 

“Can we touch one last time?” Yunho breathed against his lips, insecure, fragile, hand faintly caressing Mingi’s red cheek.

Mingi smiled, nodding silently before kissing the omega’s lips softly. Just a peck. A small hesitant touch that sent earth-shattering chills down their backs. 

He gasped, the unexpected intensity surprising him. Yunho chuckled lightly with that same reassuring smile that made Mingi feel like he was dreaming. Their noses brushed fondly, both breathing their mixed scents. Cotton candy mixed with lemon, sweet and sour finding comfort in each other. Mingi’s hand wiped away a tiny, salty drop rolling down the omega’s face, rubbing his cheek before sliding down his neck, subtly caressing the other’s scent gland.

The little hum he got in response was delightful, a smile dancing on his lips before Yunho kissed them eagerly. Mingi melted under his touch, his other hand grabbing a fistful of Yunho’s shirt and pulling him close, their chests flushed against each other as he deepened the kiss. He felt the omega’s lips pressing firmly against his, Yunho’s trembling hands meeting his waist and squeezing the familiar skin gently, his intentions clear when his lips parted.

Mingi moaned when their tongues met, finding himself drowning in Yunho’s kiss all over again. He drowned in the lips he would never taste again, in the sugary cotton candy scent that made him feel lightheaded, and in the racing heart beating against his own, the one he would never be able to feel again.

The heart which would never meet his again. The heart he had craved for so long but was always too much of a coward to claim as his. Those were their last kisses, their last touches, the last time their opposite scents would perfectly blend together. This was the very last time he could selfishly think that Yunho’s galaxy eyes looked at him as if he was his world, even though those were all lies, even though the universe would rip them apart once more.

They would never love each other again.

Everything was mostly a lie. But, at least, it was a beautiful one.

Reality started to kick in, and Mingi choked on a sob, his heart breaking one more time as he hugged Yunho’s neck. His wide, unfocused eyes stared at the wall behind him. Mingi felt scared and lost, grabbing Yunho like a desperate child, straddling him with his thighs, unwilling to let go, and pathetically crying on his shoulder.

“I am sorry,” he whispered as if he hadn’t said those words yet, sniffing and sobbing miserably, hugging Yunho tight. “I’m so sorry for doing this to you, Yunho,”  the beta repeated, his jittery hands playing with the short strands of hair at Yunho’s nape to try to ground himself. “You don’t deserve going through this. You don’t deserve to be rejected by some dumb coward be–”

The omega’s hands pushed him away, his red-rimmed eyes stared at him mere centimeters away when he pleaded, “Please, stop, Mingi,” his voice stuttering and bottom lip quivering.

And Mingi did as told, trapped in that suffering glare, watching the stars in those galaxies shine behind the tears as they pierced his soul and read him fully. He drowned in those tears, gasping for air and begging for them to go away, to bring back the loving and caring gaze he had fallen in love with.

This was all his fault.

Yunho swallowed around his dry throat, cupping Mingi’s cheeks with both shaky hands and kissing his red nose lovingly. “Please, stop saying those things. It’s okay. You don’t need me to forgive you for anything, my love. I’m fine.” The lie sounded sweet but empty, his smile not reaching his eyes even if he was trying hard to seem honest.

“You’re literally shaking non-stop, dumbass.” Mingi pointed out with an empty laugh, soothing Yunho’s hands with his own. “I know you’re hurt. I know you’re sad, maybe even angry or frustrated, I don’t really know. Just please, don’t pretend to be okay when you aren’t. I don’t want you to pretend-”

The next thing he knew, Yunho’s lips robbed his words before they were even out with a long, firm kiss. Goosebumps ran through his body as a wave of sugar soothed his distress and made him forget whatever he was planning on saying.

Yunho admired the dizzy expression on Mingi’s face as long as he could, caressing the thighs that were hugging his hips. He laughed through his nose. “This is the only way I can manage to get you to shut the fuck up and listen to me, isn’t it?” he smirked, a familiar, challenging smirk that has always succeeded in making Mingi’s mind spin. “Are you going to listen to me and be a good boy, Mingi?”

Mingi choked on air and turned red immediately, staring at the omega in disbelief. “You did not just say that shit.” And he ended up laughing, slapping Yunho’s shoulder. “This is not the right moment for that, horn dog.” Yunho burst out laughing, sinking his face against Mingi’s strong chest and sighing. 

“I’m sorry, I was just trying to lift the mood up a little bit,” he admitted, muffled against Mingi’s shirt. The beta hummed, playing with his hair and drawing calming circles on his scalp, encouraging him to continue. “I am heartbroken, sweetheart. I really want to cry my eyeballs out right now since I am madly in love with you and I will never have the chance to make you mine because you already belong to someone else,” he continued, grabbing handfuls of the back of Mingi’s shirt, and trying to sink his face in his chest even more as tears stained the fabric. “This will be the last time I will ever be able to love you as I wish I could. I’m gonna lose you forever and I feel so miserable,” Yunho confessed finally, refusing to face the beta as he let himself cry against Mingi’s broken heart.

Mingi bit his quivering lip, trembling hands grabbing the other’s hair, letting the warm tears stream down his face after the other’s confession. He wasn’t surprised, but it still hurt like hell to watch his lover breaking down in his arms, hugging him so tightly he couldn't even breathe properly. Yunho held him just as tight, just as unwilling to let go, just as desperate and hopeless. The few pieces of his heart shattered right before his eyes as Yunho sobbed after so much time holding it in. It make Mingi sob just as much, staring silently at the ceiling and continuing to comfort the omega as much as he could muster.

However, some sadistic side of him felt a rush of consolation after listening to Yunho’s words. He was relieved that he wasn’t alone in his feelings, that he wasn’t the only one feeling miserable, and that Yunho, just like him, was heartbroken and hopeless. They were both scared of never being able to touch each other, to feel and love each other. They had both lost their shot at love.

Even though this was mainly Mingi’s fault. 

Because he was selfish. 

Because he was a coward. 

Because he never let Yunho know he was madly in love with him too.

Because that would cause an even bigger mess.

Yunho lifted his head and looked at Mingi, his red-rimmed eyes, red nose and wet cheeks facing the beta in all their sorrowful glory. The omega dried Mingi’s wet cheeks and the beta did the same to Yunho. Yunho’s galaxies drowned Mingi’s amber eyes in a long, fixed stare and a small pleading smile sculpted his soft features.

“I don’t want to waste our last night crying, my sweet lover boy,” he whispered fondly, brushing his nose on Mingi’s and sighing against his beautiful lips. “I just want you to be mine for one more night, Mingi. Can you do that for me? Do you want to be mine tonight, angel?” It was not a request, it was a raw plea, and Mingi knew that.

And he could never refuse anything when those galaxy eyes were stripping him naked and begging him to let go.

“Yes, please,” he breathed, not even finishing his words before feeling Yunho’s lips clash against his.

The omega’s hands began to pull Mingi’s shirt off, breaking the kiss to hurriedly throw it on the floor. He dove into another kiss, giving Mingi no time to even breathe or think about what he was doing. They dove into each other, lips meeting impatiently, breathlessly, as if the world was ending, as if there was no time to waste. Their hands explored the familiar bodies with ease and boldness. Yunho’s hands sank deep into Mingi’s warm skin, almost bruising. The beta pushed the strands of the other’s hair between slim fingers to make the taller groan against his lips, and got his clothed thighs squeezed in return.

Yunho’s fingers traced every detail of Mingi’s strong back, mapping every muscle under his fingertips and memorizing the path of his spine and the little dimples on his lower back. He remembered all the times his tongue traced those muscles, every time his teeth sunk on his shoulders, and how ethereal he looked when his nails bruised the honey skin. He remembered how much he loved having Mingi on all fours for him, his gorgeous back arching prettily every time he was balls deep inside him. His sweet, deep moans were like an aphrodisiac that made the omega pound restlessly inside the beta, addicted to his voice, his body, Him .

A moan escaped the beta’s lips when the omega grabbed his ass with a strong grip, moving Mingi’s hips and rubbing their clothed erections together. Mingi let Yunho set a pace for his hips, so compliantly, only moaning and panting softly against the omega’s lips.

So pretty and submissive. The feisty beta always submitted to the commanding omega, and that drove Yunho completely crazy.

He’s gonna be his pretty boy tonight.

The omega delicately grabbed Mingi’s neck, pulling the hungry beta away from his lips. They were both panting hard, swollen pink lips glistening with saliva, and half-closed eyes staring at each other eagerly. Yunho swallowed dry and smirked, squeezing Mingi’s neck lightly. “Can you take off all your clothes for me, little beta?” he whispered. “Hum?”

Mingi shivered, nodding eagerly before standing up, his limbs wobbly and shaking pathetically. His teeth brushed his lower lip as his hands met his pants and opened the zipper slowly, eyes trained on the omega right in front of him.

Yunho eyed Mingi with hunger in his galaxy eyes, fire running through his veins and burning him from the inside out with lust. He meticulously observed every movement. The way Mingi’s trembling hands tried to weakly slide the pants down his legs, freeing a throbbing erection that was tenting his boxers. His light tan skin, covered with soft little moles, glistened in the dim light of the room and hugged his thick thighs. Yunho smiled, desire and utter sadness mixing perfectly inside his heart at the thought of never being able to see Mingi like this ever again.

His heart ached.

The beta stopped, standing in front of Yunho in his boxers. He waited for the omega to say something, to give him further instructions. His hands fidgeted in front of his tummy, anxious.

“I told you to take off all of your clothes, angel,” Yunho reminded him, looking at him from the screaming erection inside his boxers back to his confused frown. “Why do you still have clothes on?” he added, arching an eyebrow.

And he smirked, sending shivers down the beta’s back, a deliciously familiar feeling hugging his heart and reddening his cheeks.

Mingi swallowed nothing but his own saliva and took a deep breath, almost falling to the ground when the sickening sweet cotton candy smell made his legs lose all their strength. He almost moaned, the scent flowing directly to his neglected cock still inside the tight boxers.

As fast as he could manage, Mingi slid his boxers down his legs. He sighed in relief when his cock was finally free from the tight prison, already fully hard and needy.

“You’re beautiful, Mingi,” Yunho whispered as if he was actually talking to himself at that moment. His eyes traveled the other’s body slowly, drawing every detail one last time on a canvas inside his head. 

Then, the omega got up, his hands meeting Mingi's bare hips, and lips smashing against the other's in a passionate kiss. Their steps led to the bed, the back of Mingi’s knees banging against the edge of the mattress and making him fall. His warm body met the cold silky sheets, bare legs spreading apart, waiting for Yunho to come and warm him up again.

However, the omega did not move. Yunho kept staring at the naked body underneath him, inviting him in eagerly as it always did. The power felt like honey on his tongue. The way Mingi was completely naked, at his most vulnerable state, and he was still completely clothed, made his heart skip a beat and shivers run down his spine.

"Come here, Yunho," Mingi whispered into the quiet room. He felt exposed under the intense gaze of the omega, red tinting his cheeks. "Please?"

And he couldn't help but smile at the beta, melting under his sweetly deep voice, so needy and raw, so vulnerable for him and only him. Yunho felt like Mingi was his at that very moment. Mingi was his one and only and even thinking that this feeling was nothing more than an almost burned-out candle, on the verge of dying, made tears blur his vision.

He just wanted Mingi to be his for real.

So Yunho sighed, forcing a soft smile and running a delicate hand up Mingi’s torso as he climbed over him. Pale fingertips drew invisible roads on the honey skin, traveling his faintly marked abs, his ribs, his bicep, and, finally, intertwining their hands together firmly.

The omega’s knee rested between Mingi’s spread legs, their eyes finding each other and staring. All the words they couldn’t say out loud echoed in the silence. Their breath mingled while they rubbed their noses together lovingly, taking their sweet time to feel one another for the last time.

The kiss started softly, lips rubbing slowly. It tasted almost like their first time, so experimental and fragile, trying to get to know each other all over again. However, that didn’t last long, the passion and intensity of the moment winning them over and making the kiss rushed, wild and desperate. Teeth softly bit tender flesh, tongues rubbing together in a dance they both knew by heart, lovers dancing together in the dark night to the sound of their own symphony.

Mingi moaned softly when Yunho’s scent filled his nostrils and warmed up his body, his giddy mind spinning, addicted. His eyes rolled to the back of his skull at the feeling of the omega’s clothes against his bare skin. A light layer of sweat started to coat his skin, the summer heat warming the room and mixing with their scents. 

Lightheaded, Mingi pulled the omega's hair between his fingers, grounding himself. He moved his naked erection against the fabric of Yunho's clothed thigh, a whisper of a moan brushing against those pink lips. However, with a strong hand on his hip, Yunho trapped Mingi against the mattress, teasing lips kissing his skin down his jaw. He nibbled and wet the soft surface with open-mouthed kisses, sucked the skin under his tongue, and marked his body with cotton candy.

"I'll miss you so much, my love," he whispered against his collarbone, his trembling breath sending shivers down Mingi's spine as Yunho marked his way down his chest. "All your little sounds and breaths, your beautiful skin." Mingi groaned when a rough tongue circled his nipple, squeezing Yunho's hand and arching his back at the wet and warm feeling.

Staring at the white ceiling, Mingi gulped, increasingly overwhelmed as Yunho touched his body with such adoration, as if he was worshiping every inch of his entire being. The beta couldn't help but remember all the times Yunho unraveled his body, when the omega kissed and touched his skin with absolute devotion like one would do to something precious, something sacred and god-made, worthy of being worshiped.

Those big, soft hands knew every inch of that skin by heart, remembered every single sensitive spot, all the places that loved to be touched, and every detail. Those hands alone made him scream, made his body shake with utter pleasure, and drew all kinds of sounds out of his lips with ease. Like they were made for Yunho. Like he was made for the tall omega to play with. With pure adoration pumping inside his veins, Yunho kissed all the scars, discovered all the little dots on his skin, and loved him whole. 

Yunho loved him whole.

Yunho loves him whole.

Yunho loves him.

Loves him?

A particularly hard suck on his pink bud brought Mingi out of his thoughts with a moan. Yunho pinched the other nipple with one hand while the other soothed his hand with a thumb. The beta was left panting, staring back at those galaxy orbs in what he hoped was love or safety or fear.

Lots of fear.

"I'm going to kiss every single part of your body, Mingi. Make you mine," the omega muttered, leaving kisses down Mingi's faint abs without breaking eye contact. "So that I'll never be able to forget you."

Mingi sighed, tears watering his amber eyes.

"Yes, please ." It was barely a whisper, a soft sound with nothing but raw, deep feelings. "Please, Yunho."

Please make me yours.

Mingi wished he could say it.

Why was loving Yunho so complicated?

Hands still strongly intertwined, Yunho’s lips traveled through every expanse of skin on Mingi’s body. He nibbled the thin skin of Mingi’s collarbone, sucked a bruise next to both of his pecks. He bit the soft skin of his abs, and kissed his sides, using his free hand to keep the beta’s hips down. Mingi was left panting heavily and humming small moans at the attention his skin was receiving. He closed his eyes tightly and focused on the wet feeling of Yunho’s tongue, the slight ache of the harsh sucks, and the rough bites of his teeth. 

Heat simmered beneath his skin, burning lava flowing through his veins everywhere Yunho’s mouth touched. Sadness mostly subsided - he thrived in how good it felt, how loved he felt. Even if it wouldn't last. Even if it would be just for some more minutes, even if tomorrow there would be no “us” between them.There would be no love, no touch, no feelings, not a remnant of what they could be. Right there, at that moment, Mingi was his.

His .

Time seemed to slow down while Yunho worshiped Mingi’s body. Maybe the universe was finally giving them a chance, an opportunity to be able to love each other for real, to let all their feelings be bare and transparent. It almost seemed like the outside world didn't even exist, that there was nobody else but both of them. There were no parents to disappoint, no husband to come back to, no pups to impress and take care of.

There was no need to pretend he was someone his children could look up to.

There was no Seonghwa to love and take care of.

There were no parents to satisfy. 

There was only them.

There was only Mingi and Yunho, Yunho and Mingi.

No one else.

Mingi sobbed, eyes still staring at the ceiling lights over them, his breathing stuttering as tears rolled down his temples. The beta grabbed Yunho's soft hair and pulled him close, slotting their lips together in a hurried kiss, messy and emotional. His soft pants and sobs were muffled by Yunho’s mouth.

He wished this lie could last a bit more.

"Fuck, I'm sorry," Yunho whispered against his lips, the pad of his thumb brushing a tear out of the corner of the beta’s eye. "Was it too intense? Are you okay?"

"No, no, it's… it's okay. I'm okay," Mingi breathed, smiling softly and wiping his nose with the back of his hand. "I got emotional out of the blue. Please, don't stop. Please ," he all but begged, kissing the other's lips and squeezing their joined hands in reassurance, even though sobs were vibrating inside his chest.

"Are you sure? You're sobbing, angel," the taller one pointed out, worry tinting his soft voice. He cupped his lover's cheek and drowned the beta in his galaxy eyes. 

"Yes, yes! Please, Yunho. I want you. Don't stop, please." 

"I won't stop, it's okay." A soft squeeze in return soothed Mingi’s racing heart, a last kiss was planted on his lips before the omega kissed his neck.

This time, Mingi watched as Yunho kissed his way down his torso again, attentive, never daring to look away. Their eyes locked on each other as his tongue worked outside his mouth, drawing the lines of his body with spit. His lips and skin glistened in the bright light of the hotel room. Mingi’s eyes rolled to the back of his skull when his neglected cock brushed against the smooth skin of Yunho's neck. He was throbbing with want, his length hardening under the feather-like friction.

Yunho smirked, kissing the trimmed hairs on Mingi’s pubic bone before finally touching his cock. Tongue swirling around his head, big, pale hand wrapped around him, squeezing lightly and stroking it up and down, so, so slowly, painfully slow. An embarrassingly loud moan made its way out of Mingi’s lips, once again rolling his eyes in pleasure as Yunho pressed his skilled tongue against his slit and then pressed delicate kitten licks around the head. Mingi squeezed Yunho’s hand and sighed again.

“ Fuck , Yunho,” he gasped, his free hand holding Yunho’s long hair out of his forehead and pulling the strands, eyes staring at the ceiling. “ Shit. ”

“Look at me, Mingi,” the omega demanded, eyeing Mingi with a sharp glare, and then stopped his movements, giving a gentle squeeze to his cock, warningly. “I want you to watch what I’m doing, angel,” he added, voice softer, and rubbed his thumb on Mingi’s hand soothingly. “Please?”

Mingi took a deep breath, nodded eagerly, and looked at the taller man, losing himself in those big, shiny eyes once more. Yunho looked stunning, lips shining with spit, his pale hand contrasting with the darker skin of his hard length, fitting perfectly inside his fist as if Yunho’s hands were made to hold his cock. The omega was blushing, a red tint painting his soft cheeks, ears, and chest, and his hair was an utter mess, dark strands curling around Mingi’s bony fingers, looking so fucking beautiful, ethereal, almost unreal. 

Yunho was the epitome of beauty.

Soft on the edges but still sharp and rough.

And the omega smiled, giving the slightly bigger cock a dreamy momentary stare before finally sucking it into his mouth, bobbing slowly and slurping lewdly, sucking it all in without any kind of shame.

"Fucking- oh ," Mingi groaned, spine arching prettily to Yunho's delight. The beta found himself fighting to keep his eyes open so he could watch his cock disappear inside Yunho's mouth while the omega stared up at him, watching him in return. 

Shiny eyes got wet as Yunho took his beta’s cock deeper and deeper, soft nose brushing the dark trimmed hairs at the base, completely uncaring that his gagging sounds were reaching Mingi's ears or that precum and saliva were dribbling down his chin and onto the sheets.

"You do this so well. Fuck ." The beta gasped, breathless. "You look so good like this. Feels so good."

Mind clouded and dizzy, his eyes rolled to the back of his skull when Yunho moaned around his dick. The raw, low sound vibrated through his entire length and sent the beta to cloud nine in seconds. And Yunho kept bobbing his head, fluttering his eyelashes up at Mingi, and the beta thrived on that sight.

Yunho was gonna be the death of him. 

Pinning the beta’s hips against the mattress with a firm grip, Yunho faintly scratched the sensitive skin with his teeth, just like he knew would drive Mingi crazy, and lightly squeezed the hand that was still holding Mingi's own. It was so overwhelming, so good, so intimate, and dirty and caring, all at the same time. It made Mingi’s chest flutter as he watched Yunho take his cock so well, fluttering his eyelashes to be able to see through the tears. 

Once again holding onto the omega's dark locks, Mingi pulled the strands between his fingers when his cock brushed past Yunho's throat, a long groan breaking past his lips at the tight, warm feeling. However, he found himself whining in frustration as Yunho took his cock out of his mouth.

"No! Fuck, I was so close!" He growled out with need and the omega smirked, condescending. "Why would you do that?"

"I don't want you to cum yet, sweetheart." His tone was as condescending as his smirk and Mingi found himself whining again. "Don't whine, baby," he warned, kissing Mingi's inner thighs lovingly while slowly stroking his cock with a loose grip. "Be patient, please."

A bit less lost in pleasure, Mingi watched as Yunho supported himself with one arm, the other reaching the zipper of his jeans and undoing them. The crackles of the metal belt echoed in the room as Yunho pushed his jeans and underwear down the middle of his thighs, just enough to brush the skin between his asscheeks with his fingers and get them past his rim, groaning at the unexpected stretch. 

Yunho took his hand off, sugary scented slick coating his fingers and dripping onto the mattress. Mingi moaned pathetically loud at the sight, blood racing inside his veins like burning lava. His citric scent got more intense in response, mingling with Yunho’s cotton candy one. He caught Yunho smiling smugly, observing the beta attentively and feeling deeply amused at his cute and desperate sounds.

Slicked fingertips circled Mingi’s rim, and Yunho took his cock in his mouth again, making Mingi groan. The first finger slid in easily, going all the way in quickly and immediately setting a steady pace, dragging in and out of the beta’s now slicked ass and drawing pretty moans out of him. And then the omega left Mingi’s cock, breathing heavily, panting hard, saliva rolling down his chin as he tried to catch his breath. 

And he smiled.

“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” His voice sounded raspy, his throat feeling dry and abused. Mingi couldn’t do much more than moan at him, loud and clear, keeping his eyes on the omega as instructed earlier. “I love your pretty moans.” Yunho laughed, cleaning the mess on his chin with the back of his hand, and then went to kiss the inside of Mingi’s thighs, biting the skin lightly.

"Yunho," Mingi gasped. He swallowed dry around his throat, trying to catch his breath but failing miserably, already a moaning mess under Yunho’s attention. "More. Please?" he muttered, unable to form more than a couple of coherent words.

"Since you asked so nicely, sweetheart," the omega said with a sly smile on his lips, utterly amused, watching the other break down under him.

He's going to miss this so much.

A sad smile danced on Yunho’s lips at the thought and the omega shook his head, trying to shake the sadness away. He glided a second slicked finger inside Mingi, slow and deep. The warmth from Mingi’s hand covered the omega's cheek and a smile painted his lips, melting under the caring caress. 

He paused his movements to kiss Mingi's lips, desperate, seeking something to appease his heart, to dim the ache inside his chest that's burning him from the inside out at the thought of their limited time, their last breaths before their candle is abruptly blown and their love runs out of fire. 

Infinity was never an option. 

Moans swallowed by their kiss, Yunho thrusts his fingers vigorously, opening them up little by little. He brushes his fingertips right beside Mingi's prostate, stretching the beta attentively so as not to hurt him later on. Over Yunho’s shirt, Mingi ran his hands down his lover's back, mapping all the little lines of his muscles like Yunho did to him. He reached to the hem of the shirt and pulled it, trying to touch the warm skin underneath. 

"Take this off. Please?" the beta muttered, hooded eyes staring at Yunho's large ones with stars in his amber eyes as Mingi grabbed at the shirt suggestively. 

A small laugh brushed his lips as Yunho got up, smiling at him as he took off the shirt and tossed it aside. He dove back to Mingi’s lips, sliding three sugary fingers inside the beta. Mingi groaned at the unexpected stretch. 

Now free of any kind of clothing, Yunho's back was finally under Mingi's eager fingertips. He explored the large expanse of pale skin and toned muscles, scratching long red lines along his back with blunt fingernails while thin fingers teased his prostate.

"You're doing so good, baby," Yunho whispered, kissing right under his earlobe in time with another deep thrust. "So, so good." 

“ Yunho .” The beta breathed out mindlessly as the pleasure started building up in the pit of his stomach. His hands hugged the omega’s neck and pulled him close, their lips finding each other once again in a kiss. 

Mingi moved his hips in time with Yunho’s fingers, toes curling against the bedsheets and moans muffled against spit-slicked lips. The pad of his thumb brushed soothingly against Yunho’s scent gland, cotton candy impossibly strong under his nose. It made him dizzy, his mind floating on a sweet cloud of pleasure. 

Instinctively, lightly tanned hands slid down Yunho’s pale back, gripped the bare hip bones lovingly, and brushed past the small of his back. Yunho’s ass was squashed by big hands, drawing a sweet hum out of him, and then curious fingertips caressed his slicked rim. A broken moan echoed in Mingi’s ears like a sugary sweet melody, Yunho’s head falling on his broad shoulder as the omega’s fingers stuttered their thrusts.

He was so sensitive. Mingi thrived on the feeling of Yunho breaking down at the slightest touch. Watching the dominant omega moan and quiver every time Mingi touched him in return was delightful, impossible to describe. Mingi loved being dominated by the omega, the power dynamic making him feel giddy and lightheaded. But it was just as pleasurable to watch Yunho stutter and lose his train of thought for a few precious seconds, briefly overwhelmed and caught off guard.

Two fingers spread Yunho’s cheeks, small squelching noises blending with their moans as the omega’s slick covered Mingi’s fingers. Wet fingertips slid past his tight rim, not going much further, shallow thrusts meeting Yunho’s inside him. The omega groaned and licked Mingi’s scent gland, spreading his pale, thin fingers wider. He kept a steady pace, blushed cheeks hidden against the beta’s shoulder.

The citric cotton candy scent was dense inside the room, almost suffocating. Their pleasure mingled with the hot summer air coming in the open window, silky curtains flying in the breeze. Moans and gasps flew with the wind, getting lost in the city noise, carrying their love to the moon, far, far away from their reality.

Their sad reality.

“That’s unfair- fuck .” Pale legs quivered when Mingi circled his rim again and another moan dragged long against his lips. “I would appreciate a- shit , a warning, sweetheart,” the omega warned, impatiently working his fingers inside Mingi a bit faster.

Mingi laughed softly. “I love your reactions when I do it without a warning, though. It’s- fuck .“ His eyes rolled to the back of his head at a particularly hard thrust of Yunho’s fingers right against his prostate. “It’s a-amusing.”

“You were saying?” Yunho smirked, condescending. He kissed Mingi’s cheeks and neck fondly and slowed down his thrusts. “‘Think you need a bit more stretching, angel?” he asked, worried and caring eyes locked on Mingi’s.

“No, I don’t think so.” He shook his head, an endeared smile painting his lips. “You did an awesome job, as always.” Mingi pecked his lover’s lips.

“Glad I did such a good job.” Yunho’s fingers slid out of Mingi with a wet noise and the beta sighed, already missing the fullness. Hungry eyes ran down his exposed body, Yunho’s gaze longing between the smaller man’s legs as he looked at the stretched hole with a proud smile. “You’re so beautiful, darling.” A blush painted Mingi’s face, yet he smiled wider, heart eyes lingering on Yunho’s soft face. “So perfect.”

Lovingly, Yunho kissed his way up Mingi's neck as big hands caressed his sides soothingly. He brushed his nose against the citric scent gland, breathing him in deeply and making goosebumps rise on the beta’s skin. The omega couldn't stop touching Mingi like it was his last time doing so. He kissed and touched so delicately, so mesmerized and utterly desperate, hurting deep inside.

Time flies when we don't want it to.

After leaving a small peck on Mingi's lips, Yunho stood up and quickly took off his pants, leaving the clothes on the floor without much thought. Mingi watched him attentively, elbows on the mattress and legs spread wide just like Yunho left him, and sighed at the sight. 

Vast milky skin on a tall and thin figure, without much muscle or definition, just like when they first met. Yunho hasn't changed since then, still the same tall omega with limbs too long for his body and a bit clumsy, yet with a much bigger heart, impossibly kind and understanding. Mingi knew all the little moles and freckles by heart, all the little acne scars on his cheeks, and the small stars that painted his skin.

Yunho reminded him of the whole milky way. Full of stars, planets, and asteroids. So impossibly wide and endless, so close yet so distant. Incredibly ethereal and mesmerizing, intense and so, so bright. The omega holds the whole galaxy inside his eyes and body.

Too much for Mingi, yet so, so good.

He wants him so much it hurts.

They held each other's gaze as Mingi dragged himself closer to Yunho on the edge of the bed, supporting himself on his knees. Tanned arms hugged the omega’s neck before their lips met once again, stuttering breaths mingling together in a soft kiss. Pale hands gripped naked hip bones and a thumb soothed the warm skin underneath, slow and caring. Their tongues met outside their mouths desperately, aching hearts beating in sync inside tight chests. Warm and earth-shattering waves flowed through their bodies like electricity when their skin met, a touch of fire on lukewarm bodies.

It felt like they could blend their bodies and souls into one single person.

As they wished they could.

They crawled up the bed together, not even thinking about coming up for air as they kissed intensely, in an almost bruising manner. Teeth found soft flesh and heavy breaths mixed together. Silky sheets felt soft under hot skin and the summer breeze from the window kissed their bodies gently, hugging them inside their bubble of intimacy.

An intense shudder ran down Mingi's body when their neglected cocks brushed together, making them moan against each other's lips and the beta’s spine arch on the bedsheets. He smiled at the small, exasperated sigh that escaped Yunho's lips, and grounded his feet on the mattress. He lifting his hips and rubbed himself against the omega, moaning softly.

"I want you, Yunho," the beta whispered and stared at the omega's eyes, begging silently.

"I want you too, Mingi," Yunho whispered back, kissing him sweetly. "So bad." 

Eyes met again, lingering silently, small smiles dancing on their lips as they stared at each other. Yunho collected more slick with his fingers, his legs trembling at the sudden touch, and spread it on his cock while still holding gazes with Mingi. 

"Can I go now?", he muttered, worry glowing inside those galaxy eyes.

"Of course," Mingi answered, smiling wide and hugging him close, brushing their scent glands together for the first time today. "I'm ready."

Yunho smiled against his shoulder, almost purring at the sweet rub against his neck. Leaving small kisses on Mingi's neck, the omega supported himself on one elbow, the other hand holding his length and positioning it against Mingi's hole, clenched around nothing since his fingers left it.

Strong hands gripped Yunho's pale shoulders when the blunt end of his head pressed against him, stretching him slowly and entering him cautiously. His mind got clouded and lightheaded, his fingertips losing their color while squeezing the omega's shoulders tight, trembling legs hugging Yunho's hips almost immediately. Every single little second of that slow drag drove Mingi crazy, leaving him floating and dizzy, so fucking good and perfectly full in every way.

Yunho groaned and took a deep breath, resting his forehead against Mingi's. He sighed against his lips, hooded eyes staring at the beta with so much love it spilled, drowning him in it. Pale, thin fingers circled his neck, feeling Mingi's heartbeat on his fingertips and caressing his pulsing scent gland.

The beta moaned, low and long, open lips brushing against Yunho's. For some moments, he stopped breathing, his lungs forgetting their purpose as Yunho's smaller cock slid deeper and deeper. Yunho stretched him slowly, making him feel so full, full of him, full of love and cotton candy flavored slick. Amber eyes closed tightly and strong hands pulled dark strands between his fingers, just as tight. He felt more than heared the omega’s pants and groans on his lips, his pale hand lightly squeezing his neck.

"You okay?" Yunho breathed out, swallowing around his dry throat and stopping himself from moving, already balls deep inside Mingi, their bodies flush against each other. He cupped Mingi’s cheek, a soothing thumb rubbing the blushed skin underneath.

The beta’s heart melted under his kind words, so impossibly caring and loving. It was impossible not to smile wide, bright eyes lingering on every soft feature of this man's perfect face. He was utterly in love with every detail, every piece of this beautiful creature above him. A small sigh brushed Yunho's lips as Mingi felt like he could explode right now with so much love and adoration.

"Yeah. Everything is fine," he whispered, smiling and kissing Yunho's lips reassuringly, still completely endeared with the omega's caring nature. "I'm fine, Yunho. You can move now."

The omega smiled just as wide hearing the beta’s words, leaving a bunch of small and quick kisses against his lips and brushing their noses together. The hand on Mingi’s cheek caressed the warm skin and slid down his body, light fingertips drawing feather-light lines before grabbing Mingi's hip. 

Strong hips moved slowly away from the beta, flushed cock sliding out of him with a light wet noise echoing in the room along with their heavy breaths, smiles painting their lips. In a quick, shallow thrust, he slid back inside Mingi, who moaned low and squeezed his legs around Yunho's hips, bringing him closer, deeper. An intense shudder ran down his spine and his own length throbbed against the other's abs.

Low groans reverberated in Mingi's ears every time Yunho sank his cock inside him, slow and steady, as deep as it could go, hips flushed against the beta’s inner thighs. Their eyes met, intense glares locked together. Their breath mixed after every shallow thrust and every broken moan and whine that escaped their lips.

"I'm gonna miss this so much, Mingi," Yunho whispered softly, melancholic words caressing Mingi's red lips. "So, so much."

Mingi lingered on Yunho’s galaxy eyes, watching that intense, sad gaze fill up with tears and a small smile stretch those lips. Mingi swallowed dry - the thought made his heart ache and he didn't know what to do.

"Yunho," he tried, yet Yunho thrust hard against him, the slap of skin hitting skin echoing loud on the walls and drawing a surprised moan out of Mingi. " Fuck ."

Hips moving along with the thrusts, Mingi sank his nails into Yunho's pale back to ground himself. The taller man’s cock hit his prostate every single time in that maddening slow pace, feeling close but so, so far at the same time. He couldn't bring himself to stop staring at Yunho's eyes, which were reading his soul and mapping his features relentlessly.

It looked like Yunho was trying to make this moment last, trying to drag their time out as long as humanly possible and stretch this moment just a bit more. To give them the chance to have a bit more of each other, a bit more time, just living the tiniest part of the dream they shared with each other. 

Just a bit more.

A little more.

Please, just a bit more.

"I don't want this to end." Mingi's whisper was so faint it almost had no sound, just lips moving in the dense silence. "I don't want it to end."

"Me too, my love," Yunho reciprocated, kissing his lips and then sighing, sounding defeated. "Me too."

Hard thrusts began to set a faster pace, their skin slapping loudly every time Yunho's hips met Mingi’s body, their moans getting increasingly louder. The beta felt Yunho's free arm snaking its way around his waist, pressing their bodies painfully together as if he was trying to melt them together, to get inside Mingi's skin and soul. And Mingi complied, tightening his hold around the taller man's hips and neck and kissing him, pressing his lips harshly against Yunho’s pink ones.

Lost in each other, their moans clashed inside their mouths as Yunho kept his harsh and steady pace. He never let go of Mingi's body, hugging it close and feeling their hearts beating in sync inside their chests. Their sounds echoed inside those four walls, carving their place in the concrete, forever stuck in this hotel bedroom, a reminiscence of their lost love, of Mingi’s cowardice and fear, and Yunho’s heartbreak. Their joined bodies and souls were forever imprinted in those walls, the very moment they gave up on their love stuck in this room for as long as it would last.

Finally they stopped kissing, hard pants coming from their lips. Mingi's hands found Yunho's cheeks, cupping them and joining their foreheads. Loud moans and whines made their way out of him without any shame, his orgasm coming closer every time Yunho hit his prostate just right. Yunho matched his sounds, eyes tightly closed as he fucked him the beta, body tense and trembling, so, so close to the end. 

Yunho's body always matched Mingi's, like they were made for each other, as if the universe divined this. The universe was cruel, so fucking evil, making them perfect for each other yet not allowing them to experience it. The little taste of heaven was proving itself to be deadly. From the first time their bodies had danced together, perfectly in sync, with their own music and rhythm, unique and so, so good . 

No other touch made Mingi's world spin and his mind dizzy like Yunho’s. No other scent would make his legs wobbly and feel all giddy and lightheaded, stuck on cloud nine for so long that he almost lost himself in it. No one could break him into little pieces and put him right back together as easily, or touch him with so much love and care and delicacy and utter adoration as Yunho always did.

No one was like Yunho.

No one would ever be like Yunho.

Mingi would never be able to feel as loved as Yunho made him feel.

And maybe that was one of the things that hurt the most. Knowing that no one would ever love him as deeply as the omega. Not even Seonghwa, his husband, who loved him unconditionally and expressed it all the time, would ever make him feel as loved as Yunho did. Not with this intensity, not with so much adoration and pure devotion in every little movement and word. The way Yunho loved Mingi was almost humanly impossible to match, unique and exclusive to Yunho and Yunho only.

And Mingi was giving all that up right there.

He was willingly choosing to never feel Yunho's love ever again.

Thoughts and feelings ran through the beta’s mind restlessly, so fast the little beta couldn't even keep up with them. Unsaid words rang inside his ears. Promises he couldn't keep trying to break free from his lips like a secret. Regrets and past decisions flashing behind his eyes, a scattered movie rolling right in front of him, documenting all the times he could have said or done something to change his fate, all the things he could have done to not feel this lost and broken. 

Only this time, Yunho wouldn’t be there to put all his pieces back together.

The only thing he could do now was repeat Yunho’s name over and over again like a mantra along with his shamelessly loud and sobbed moans. Salty tears streamed down his face from his half-hooded eyes, stare lingering on Yunho’s own wet glare. 

What has he done?

"M' sorry." He sobbed mindlessly and tangled his hands on Yunho's hair, pulling at the strands when the omega hit his prostate once again. "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry."

Sorry for hurting you.

Sorry for giving up on us.

Sorry for leading you on.

Sorry for being a coward.

Sorry for making you fall in love with me and putting your love to waste.

"I'm sorry, Yunho," he repeated, louder, their noses brushing together tenderly even as Yunho aggressively slammed his hips against Mingi’s ass. 

"I know, Mingi." And the omega smiled, voice strained and breathing harshly. "I know baby, I know." Yunho's tears rolled down Mingi's face,  slow and shiny, filled with stardust and pure, utter sadness.

He knew, yet that didn't make Mingi feel any better.

He didn't deserve to be forgiven this easily.

"Why would someone like you ever love me this much?" he found himself asking out loud, brushing Yunho's tears off of his pale skin and caressing his cheeks. "You don't deserve this, Yunho."

"Don't say that–"

"I don't deserve you." Mingi cut him off, eyes staring so hard into those galaxy orbs that he almost felt them on his skin. "Please, hate me, despise me, anything," he stuttered, violently sobbing against Yunho's lips and watching the omega cry as well. "Anything but this."

Yunho stopped moving suddenly. One of his hands grabbed the beta’s red locks and pulled them harshly, drawing a moan out of him. His tear-filled eyes stared down at Mingi so hard it felt like he was staring directly at his soul, stripping him naked to a whole other level.

"I love you so much I can't even comprehend it, Mingi," he started, words brushing Mingi’s lips softly. "And I know that if I hated you, both of us would feel better about all of this but I'm sorry." Yunho kissed his lips, his wet cheeks, and his red eyelids. "I'm sorry but I love you. I have all the reasons in the world to hate you yet I can't bring myself to do it." The last sentence was lightly whispered, as if he was afraid to say it, like a deep-rooted secret that was making him rot from the inside out.

Mingi gulped, trembling hands uselessly resting on Yunho's shoulders as he listened to the frustrated and pained words spilling out of the omega. Tears rolled down his soft cheeks and fell on Mingi's own, nose as red as the beta’s, sniffling like a little kid in time with the broken sobs.

"I can't hate you even though I wish I could." Yunho continued. Mingi watched as Yunho's eyes slowly widened, the grip on the beta’s hair faltering and his body stiffened. His fingertips quivered and the sugary cotton candy scent began to taste bitter on Mingi's tongue again. "I wish… I could hate you."

The words settled between both men and Mingi frowned, utterly confused as he watched Yunho silently. He noticed how his eyes were impossibly wide and dull, filled with tears yet not shiny at all, no stars shining inside those galaxy orbs anymore. He wasn't moving, mindlessly staring at Mingi for long seconds before a single drop traced its way down his face.

Mingi felt his heart ache after listening to those despair-filled words. He couldn't deny that Yunho was right, that all of this would feel and be completely different if Yunho hated him, if he didn't love him so much. However, even though he knew it, it still hurt like hell knowing Yunho wished he could hate him. 

Because he loved Yunho too much.

He knew he couldn’t handle his hatred even though he deserved it.

Oh, Mingi. You dug your own grave.

How miserable.

There were times when Mingi would regret ever meeting Yunho and taking him as part of his life. For short, tiny pieces of moments, he wished Yunho never existed. He wished Yunho could be just a fever dream and not this huge, bright, and loving nightmare that’s been making his life much more complicated than he expected

He wished Yunho was gone.

But those moments never lasted. They never lasted because Mingi knew he brought all of this upon himself willingly. He thought about every single implication and yet decided to go on with it knowingly. He created this mess.

He made this happen.

And he dragged sweet, loving Yunho into a mess he never wanted or deserved to be a part of.

You’re awful, Song Mingi.

Covering his face with his hands, Mingi's muffled sobs seemed to bring the omega back from his daze. He didn’t hesitate before leaving kisses all over the beta’s big hands and hugging him so tight he couldn’t even breathe.

"But I can't," the omega reassured, pinning Mingi’s wrists against the pillow to look him in the eyes, a small smile filled with sadness on his lips. "I don't hate you, sweetheart. I will never hate you, ever. Even if I should." He cupped Mingi’s cheek with one of his hands, tender and kind.

And Mingi laughed bitterly, cleaning his sniffling nose with the back of his hand and sighing. "Yeah, you really should. Dumbass." He bit his lower lip, fat tears rolling down his temples, and cupped Yunho's cheeks as well.

"Guess I'm way dumber than I thought." Yunho joked, still sniffing like a little child and leaning into Mingi's touch. "At least I'm not an ugly crier." He laughed softly. 

"Fuck you." Rolling his eyes to the back of his skull, Mingi slapped the other's chest and laughed a bit louder. "Ugh, we're not supposed to be crying. I'm sorry-"

"No, no, it's okay, my love. It's okay," the other reassured again, covering his unrequited love's face with kisses.

"You said you didn't want to spend our last night crying and here I am, fully sobbing like a little child." His frustrated words made Yunho laugh a bit more lightly, his sugary scent finally tasting sweet in the air. 

Sweet Yunho hugged Mingi's waist once again, pressing their bodies together and hiding his face in the crook of his neck. He took in the citric scent with deep breaths and kissed his scent gland. 

"It's okay, baby. This is pretty intense for me as well," he confessed against warm skin, rearranging his hips and sighing heavily when he felt himself balls deep inside Mingi, finally noticing himself a bit soft. 

The beta took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. His almost completely soft cock trapped between their bodies twitched when Yunho brushed his prostate suddenly. He hummed, the feeling of Yunho kissing his scent gland combined with the omega's pheromones calming him with ease. His hands found Yunho's hair and he mindlessly started drawing circles on his scalp.

"Can we continue, please?" he asked after some long seconds and moved his hips, sighing softly. 

"Of course, my little beta," Yunho whispered with a sweet voice and then kissed him just as sweetly, lips moving slowly in time with the slow drag of Yunho's cock inside him.

The kiss turned sloppy with every little hum and groan that made its way out of Mingi’s lips, low moans vibrating inside Yunho's chest. It took no time for them to get hard again, aroused scents once again overpowering the night summer air from the open window as their sounds got louder. As always, they lost themselves in each other. The beta’s fingertips draw the subtle lines of Yunho's lean back, marking their way with red trails from blunt nails and touching the tiny moles and scars passionately, carving inside his brain the way his muscles tensed with the effort to keep himself from crushing Mingi under his body.

When the omega's lips moved to his scent gland once again, marking its way through his neck and kissing his pulsing point, Mingi got a glimpse of Yunho's neck. Driven by a familiar instinct, he reached for it, brushed his lips against his scent gland, and then licked it, shamelessly, a fat, wet stripe on the sensitive skin. Yunho moaned and bit his shoulder in response to hide the sound, thrusting his hips harder against his ass and making his spine arch off the bed.

" Fuck , I wish I could mark you, baby." The omega groaned and a frustrated cry made its way out of the beta, tears filling his vision as Yunho slammed himself against his prostate even harder than before. "Make you mine."

" Yunho ," was the only thing Mingi was able to moan, voice high and broken, mind clouded with pleasure and Yunho . Yunho inside him, Yunho above him, Yunho kissing him, Yunho fucking him, Yunho, Yunho, Yunho .

Only Yunho existed right there. He was the only thing that mattered. Mingi threw his head back against the mattress when Yunho slammed his cock over and over again on his sweet spot without any kind of mercy. Yunho was the only thing on Mingi's mind as the omega’s tongue rubbed his scent gland raw, tasting the citric flavor as if he was starving.

And when Yunho got a hold of Mingi's neglected cock, the beta couldn't help but scream his name, hand slowly stroking up and down in contrast with the almost bruising pace of his thrusts. Strong legs squeezed Yunho's restless hips and Mingi found himself matching his pace.

"M' yours tonight." Mingi babbled in between moans, high pitched and needy, recalling what Yunho asked for earlier. "Only yours, Yunho"

' Do you want to be mine tonight, angel? '

Fuck yes, he does.

He was already Yunho's. Has always been.

He will forever be his.

From the moment he got a taste of his love, Mingi has always been Yunho’s. It was inevitable, devilishly divined by the universe from the beginning. His taste was heaven and heroin at the same time. So fucking perfect yet addictive, incredibly sweet but deadly. Every taste of this drug seemed to never be enough, getting drowned in that feeling never felt enough, always needing just a bit more, a bit more of heaven, a bit more of this deadly feeling.

Being Yunho’s was heaven and hell at the same time. Too bad but so, so sweet.  

"Yes, sweetheart. You're mine tonight." Yunho breathed out and then bit his earlobe, teasingly, only to face him again and look inside his teary eyes. "Only mine."

Too far gone to form coherent thoughts, Mingi felt his world reduced to sensations, blinding lights, cold summer night wind and warm skin on his.> The dizzying smell of cotton candy was dangerously close, along with so much love he feared his heart might actually explode, too overwhelmed, too guilty, too regretful, too heavy on his chest.

Yunho kissed every expanse of skin he could reach, inch by inch, and whispered sweet compliments. Fond praises fell down his lips, and promises he couldn't keep nibbled at Mingi's heart. He nosed at his neck like an addict, nibbled his gland teasingly, and sucked the tanned skin over and over again. He marked the beta as his, not even thinking that Mingi wasn't actually his, that Mingi was already owned and those marks could bring problems.

No, it didn't matter. This time, just for the time being, nothing else mattered. Seonghwa didn't matter, the pups didn't matter, and his family didn't matter.

Only them, in their bubble of hot, forbidden love.

Everything was overwhelming. Yunho made sure to be everywhere, to be everything Mingi could ever think of. He was all around him and so deep inside him, safe from the cold reality that was waiting for him outside and protected under the sugary scent under his nose. His forehead met his own again, the hand on his cock stroking him faster as his thrusts got quicker, deeper, and shallow. Fingers on the other hand looping around his red hair and sweet lips whispering hushed Mine, mine, mine 's against his own. Mingi couldn't hold back his tears at the unshakable certainty that this was where he belonged.

It was only when this realization hit him that the feeling of finality settled heavily inside his chest and he found himself hugging Yunho closer, pushing lips against his in a salty kiss and swallowing the other's moans.

It's ending.

It's ending so fast.

Please, make it last.

Please, he's begging.

Just a bit more time

Please, please, please . 

"Tell me you want me, Mingi.", the omega choked out, voice breaking around the words. "Please, tell me you truly want me," he repeated, words in time with every one of his steady thrusts inside Mingi, desperate.

As much as I want you, he wanted to add.

Enough to leave everything for me, he wished he could say.

Yunho just wanted to be wanted.

Why did he always end up alone?

Broken sobs and whimpers made their way outside Mingi’s mouth, utterly overwhelmed by everything. He couldn't stop looking at Yunho, wondering if he would ever be able to live without him, if he was really doing the right thing.

Was this the right thing to do?

He wanted Yunho so bad it hurt. He loved Yunho so bad it drove him crazy. 

Heavy tears rolled down his temples. Yunho became a blurry silhouette in front of him, so close but so far at the same time. He was warm against Mingi’s body as he moved fast and deep inside him, yet was cold and far from his heart and soul. Mingi knew Yunho had his eyes on him, watching him with those bright galaxy eyes while waiting for something, for any kind of answer, so visibly insecure, trembling with anxiety.

And for the first time since the beginning of this mess, Mingi decided to be honest and speak with his heart.

"I want you," he said, voice loud and clear between the moans and whimpers, a small pained smile on his lips. "I want you so bad it hurts, Yunho."

Yunho's tears fell on Mingi's cheeks, mixing with the beta’s, and he became a mess of stuttered thrusts and strangled sobs and groans. He kissed his beta’s smile, the same smile mirrored on his own lips, relief and love mingling with deep sadness and despair, feeling loved. As loved as he never had been in his entire life by anyone. And Mingi just kept crying, the overload of emotions and pleasure sending him over the edge, a mess of broken sobs and loud whimpers the only thing filling that room besides their intense scents. 

And it's kissing Mingi that tipped Yunho over the edge as well, his cum warm inside the beta, his slick dripping on the silky sheets> The throbbing pleasure echoed and sent waves of pleasure through Mingi’s body. It's with the salty taste of tears and saliva that Yunho rode his orgasm with shallow and slower thrusts. He spread Mingi's cum all over his own neck, right over his scent gland, rubbing his lover's citric scented cum on the sugary skin, marking himself as Mingi’s.

Loud sobs and cries echoed through the room, a helpless Mingi hugging Yunho tight in his arms and hiding on his shoulder. "Don't leave me alone," Mingi whispered against his skin, mindless, never even considering the consequences of his selfish words. "Please, don't leave me Yunho."

You are the one leaving him, Mingi. 

He knew.

He knew this better than anyone else.

And this felt awfully familiar.

He heard the omega gulp, hands trembling where they were touching the beta. He didn't pay much attention to it, drowning in his own feelings, his own pain, his own tears, and the utter mess he created. In the lingering daze of his orgasm and overwhelming feeling of self-combustion, the only thing he could do was cry, hold onto Yunho as if he was going to die, and hope this was just another bad dream, a lucid nightmare, anything but this sad reality.

A reality he created.

Oh, this was going to haunt him forever. There was no coming back.

Was it?

The omega just sighed, long and tired, rearranging their position so that they could hug without completely crushing the fragile beta underneath him, and then hugged Mingi just as tight. Now laying on his side, legs tangled and bodies flushed together, Mingi couldn't do much but cry silently, shoulders jumping and voice breaking around the intense sobs. Yunho's fingertips drew mindless patterns on his back and his pale chest vibrated with a mirrored version of his own cries.

"Stop your crying, baby. We'll be alright." Mingi heard him whisper before being hugged even harder, laying on sex-wrenched bedsheets inside a feelings-filled room.

And that was the last time he saw Yunho.