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they stare at him. "I can't believe you believed that," sn mutters.
"so, what, are you guys saying that if I try this thing I'll end up meeting 'the one' or something?"
"not at all," ys says. "but there's no harm in trying, right?"
they stare at him. "I can't believe you believed that," sn mutters.
"so, what, are you guys saying that if I try this thing I'll end up meeting 'the one' or something?"
"not at all," ys says. "but there's no harm in trying, right?"
"seriously?"
"how else do you think he met sh hyung?"
"seriously?"
"how else do you think he met sh hyung?"
"what?"
"well," ys starts, "we may have found a solution."
this makes wy sit up. "go on."
"there's this center nearby that connects unmated singles or people with specific, um, conditions with others who need assistance during their rut or heat."
"what?"
"well," ys starts, "we may have found a solution."
this makes wy sit up. "go on."
"there's this center nearby that connects unmated singles or people with specific, um, conditions with others who need assistance during their rut or heat."
"we're sorry," sn says gently.
wy eyes the discoloration peeking out along their necklines and long sleeves. "so what now?"
"we're sorry," sn says gently.
wy eyes the discoloration peeking out along their necklines and long sleeves. "so what now?"
"-it's not just rough on you anymore," sn says. "these past few ruts you've needed both of us, and it didn't seem like enough."
"-it's not just rough on you anymore," sn says. "these past few ruts you've needed both of us, and it didn't seem like enough."
wy loves his best friends and knows they love him too, but finding out the two omegas won't let him fuck them anymore still feels like a blow.
"I can't believe this," wy says with his forehead flat against the cafe table. "my bottoms are holding a mutiny."
"never say that again," sn sighs.
wy loves his best friends and knows they love him too, but finding out the two omegas won't let him fuck them anymore still feels like a blow.
"I can't believe this," wy says with his forehead flat against the cafe table. "my bottoms are holding a mutiny."
"never say that again," sn sighs.