Junho's POV
Everything hurts worse than when Taesan and I used to practice combat.
Taesan owes me a broken rib, a black eye, a bruised nose, an explanation and an apology.
Minjae has been pacing the room and cursing Taesan in words that I've never heard before. His vocabulary is…rich.
My body is in pain, but my eyes devoutly follow his movements as he walks from my wall to the window. The pregnant omega is not repeating any curse words, they're just rolling off his tongue.
"Then I'll punch him in the nuts, Seoha will have to forgive me for making his man nutless" he says and pauses midway.
"Wait, I will definitely do that while twisting his nipple. That will hurt better"
"Minjae, sit. You'll exhaust yourself" I suggest because it's been two hours, but he gives me a glare.
He fascinates me. He is the loudest and most feisty omega I have ever seen. He's strong and doesn't hesitate to speak up.
Would he really like to completely be mine?
