Jaehyun's POV
At the closing of the bathroom door, the confident smirk I had been wearing drops from my face.
Pausing just outside the door, I lift my hand to touch wound Yujun left behind, the sting makes me hiss, "fucking Choi" I curse, his attack was somthing I could have avoided but didn't, now my upper lip throbs, I chuckle as I carefully wipe the blood around the cut.
I am in awe of Yujun as a person, growing up on the opposing sides of clan wars has naturally pitted us against each other, making everything we do a competition, everything is Choi versus Hwang.
And somehow without cheating, Yujun has never for once slipped from his position as number one above me. Now finding out that he has been an omega all along only deepens my respect for him.
Patting the lighter in my pocket twice, out of a habit I have developed over the years whenever I feel antsy, I stare down the hallway leading back to the party, the last place I want to be.
I have always hated these gatherings, a gathering of monsters masquerading as men, liars smiling at the same person whose death has been plotted and finalized by their clan.
I am about picking my phone from my pocket to call my driver when I smelled it…him.
Leaking out of the bathroom is Yujun's pheromone, I look from the bathroom door to the hallway, my first instinct being to make sure no one comes in or smell him like this.
The smell is subtle but hits like a storm, like his scent patch is no longer able to contain the force of his feeling.
My alpha piques at the scent of the omega we had protected during his heat, unsettled that instead of comfort and sweetness, he smells smoky and bitter- like charred herbs.
My nostrils flare as his strong scent pulls on me, making me want to question every principle I have laid down for myself, because not only does he smell like he is in pain- he smells of post-heat pheromones.
Yujun's jasmine scent is intensly coarse, made so by the bitter emotions he was feeling but still, the subtle undertone of post-heat pheromones is powerful and alluring like the songs of the sirens.
"Fuck you Choi Yujun, why do you keep putting me in situations like this?" I say in frustration and I run my finger through my hair, and take deep breaths to shut the alpha within me, clawing with the desire to go into the bathroom and ease the omega of whatever pain he is feeling.
I know I will not be able to control myself if I dare to go into that bathroom- not after I had spent four days being exposed to his scent.
I know I can't go in there myself to let him know his scent patch is failing, at the same time I know If another alpha gets a whiff of him, they will no doubt harm him.
In my worry, I walk down the hallway a bit to find anyone that can help- I luckily run into three men and I let out the breath that I didn't realize I was holding. They were part of the hotel's beta bodyguards, one of them being a friend that I have grown familiar with.
"Hyung" I call and bow to them in respect, "Jaehyunnie, what happened to your face?" Keehoon asks, worry coloring his expression. "Hyung, there is a mentally unstable man in the bathroom" I say dramatically .
"Really? He was the one that hurt you?" one of the betas beside him asks and I nodded, lifting hand to my lip. "Let's go! let's go!" Keehoon hyung says and they rush to the bathroom.
I breathe a sigh of relief knowing that Yujun would be fine with them. Finally ready to leave, I pull out my phone from my pocket and dial my personal assistant.
"I am ready" I say into the phone. "I will be there in five minutes but boss, you need to hear this" Taeho says gravely and I sigh, "what is happening now? Who is bidding their daughter this time" I ask.
"It's the Kangs, our mole brought news" he says and I press my finger to my temple, news about the kangs can never turn out well. The Chois and the Kangs, although enemies are different sides of the same coin, evil and desperate to bring ruin on the innocents.
"What's his plan this time around TaeTae" I ask, and I hear Taeho cuss at me under his breath, "really? Are you going to turn everything into a joke?" He asks me, tired of my antics. "It's not my fault you want life to be melodramatic" I smirk, already picturing the look of frustration on his face.
"Do you want to hear it or not, asshat?" he asks, and I laugh, "fine talk to me Jeon Taeho" I respond still smiling. "Tonight, by twelve fifteen A.M, a mole with access to Choi Yujun's room will douse the room in carbon dioxide and murder him" Taeho says, and I hum.
"Kang never gives up with his shitty plans, who even is the adviser that comes up with these childish plans?" I say laughing. I lift my nose to check on Yujun and as expected, his scent has been reined in.
"Thank you Taeho, see you in five minutes" I say and end the call before going to the bathroom door to wait for Yujun. As soon as the door opens, I put on my signature smirk.
"Tonight you work, don't sleep too deep" I say to him, and he glares with those beautiful brown eyes…wait where did that thought come from?
Confused at my own thought, I frown at him. "also Choi Yujun, don't go back to the party, I can smell your post-rut" I say with a cough before turning around to leave him.
What was that?