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The Claimed Omega [BL omegaverse]

Suddenly presenting as an omega, attacked and claimed by a stranger while celebrating the end of exam season with his friends, Wonho struggles to except all the new changes in his life. Then came Minwoo, a narcissistic, proud noble alpha with distaste in omegas who can't seem to leave Wonho alone, thinking Wonho is a mere beta who shows no interest in him. How in the world with these two strong-headed males even get together? Or, will they even get together in the first place? ---excerpt 'Tall, dark and handsome…' He starts, and as he expected, Minwoo blushes as if he knows Wonho is talking about him, '… just the type I hate.' Wonho smiles in triumph as he successfully wipes the smug of that face. Unfortunately for him though, Minwoo crouches beside him, too close for comfort. 'Looks like we have another thing in common, I prefer pale, beautiful people shorter than me too.' --- An original campus omegaverse AU, with none of the heavy alpha-dominating-omega storyline. [Warning] An angsty omegaverse with a twist. Not for the easily triggered. Proceed with caution! Also, contains Mature Contents for you pervs out there :3

Tiffany_JC · LGBT+
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172 Chs

Beginning of Summer 2

'Wonho… Remember not to see any of your alpha or omegas friends fo-'

'-at least two days or they'll know we were together and they'll kill you. Okay.' Wonho finishes his sentence, staring bemusedly at Minwoo. The latter has been repeating the same thing over and over again since yesterday, making sure he remembers so their time together won't be exposed, as per Wonho's own request. According to the guidebook, since they slept together, their scents linger around each other for a while. Most alphas' scents only last for a day but Minwoo's a noble so his lasts longer. 'Minwoo?'

'Yeah?'

'Is our scent lingering the same as bonding?' Minwoo almost bursts out laughing before noticing the genuine confused look on the other. 'Nope. Urm, how do I explain this… for bonding, you'll feel like the other's mate is always nearby but our scents mixing after sex is just like… hrmm… you wearing my shirt?'