Jihoon hastily got off the bed. "Seungho, you are here," he mumbled awkwardly.
His friend stared at him, unimpressed. "So you guys are..." he trailed off, looking between them.
"No!" The omega protested. He tried to approach his friend but Junghoon grabbed his hand, halting his advance.
"So what?" the alpha said with no ounce of shame. "We are together."
Jihoon tried to pull away, but the other's grip was firm. "Let me go," he hissed under his breath.
Junghoon reluctantly released him with a sigh.
"I can't believe this," Seungho shook his head, disbelief evident. "I rushed home because I remembered you heat was about to start."
"And this is the thanks I get?" he added.
"Junghoon was just helping me—"
"By shoving his tongue down your throat," his friend cut him off. "I could clearly see that."
Heat crept up Jihoon's neck as his ears turned red. He bit his lips.
The alpha leisurely rose. "We don't need to explain ourselves to you."
