It was driving Seungri crazy. Daesung was an affectionate person by nature and had no issues with skinship, but surely even he should have noticed what Jiyong was doing. He didn't know if it had to do with being such a young Alpha having another, more confident Alpha play and tease with his Omega, but the possessiveness was slowly robbing him of all sense. 

It was heartbreaking, really. You had tried to prevent just this, but he was insistant. So now, here Chanyeol was, sitting on your stairs with a glazed and distant look in his eyes and you could practically hear your family's comments circling around his head. 

Daesung still dreams of ocean currents and distant ringing echoes of song. He stil dreams of the way the black sludge had closed his throat.

He was angry, and you completely understood why - even agreed with him - but it wasn't doing either of you any good to stay bitter. It wasn't going to make it better, and it wasn't your fault they were like that. You hadn't even wanted to come, he'd been the one to insist. 

Jackson had hooked up with Namjoon. Mark really wanted to be nasty about him, call BTS' leader out as the clumsy, idiot dork that he really was, but watching the way he made Jackson smile, the way her face would light up whenever he called her or her soft little giggle from the top bunk which meant he'd texted her goodnight back . . . He couldn't bring himself to be that much of an .  (Sorry to anyone who read this before. It's actually finsihed now, properly.)

Jiyong was a , and that was something she could freely admit. Especially in their early days. She didn't know how Daesung had put up with her, let alone like her enough to become invested. She was just glad he did.

Your only saving grace had been that he didn't speak your native language. It had allowed you to limit his knowledge on what your family was saying, but he had eyes and ears and knew full well that the stares, jibberish comments and flippant ignorance weren't friendly. It didn't take him long to stop being hurt and start getting y. 

Should have been an alpha, born an omega. Missing nothing but the knot. Seungri had been suppressing since his first heat, living life as a beta, if unable to gain the status he should have had. But, perhaps, just maybe, he forgot to acknowledge that there was another omega in the group who didn't see his status as less than any other. 

Taekwoon hadn't thought much of it the first time it happened. But when Wonshik always seemed to know, sometimes before her, when her period was on, she started paying attention. Something was up with Wonshik, even if the rest of VIXX thought he was fine.

Follow up to Domestic. Wonshik takes Taekwoon back to his pack lands to show her his secondary form. 

Being mated to Taekwoon was easy. Except when other Wolves come along and decide they want an easy lay from a human.