Chapter thirty-four

"That's because they can't sense that scent."

It takes Minseok a second to get what the boy, who was kneeling down in front of him while touching his leg, was indicating.

"So your friends are...?"

"Most of them. The only non-werewolves are the few human mates. Well, and I, before I turned. Guess II was the only one who wasn't part of that world. Until, well, until I became..."

Minseok lets this sink in.

So I just sat down with my rival species and didn't even know. But then again, are they still? I mean...am I not part of them too now?

"I guess you are," Jiwon speaks up from his place on the ground.

"I'm what?" Minseok answers with a puzzled look.

"You're also part of...us now. I mean, when humans get mated to werewolves it's obvious they become part of this whole thing. I guess the same goes for your kind. It's only confusing since you're already part of a different thing."

"Wha- did you ju- I wasn't thinking out loud, Won?"

"You don't need to. I can hear your thoughts and feel your feelings. Don't tell me you can't," Jiwon says while he now finally gets his hand off Minseok's thigh and places it right next to it to push himself up and on the bed, "I can't read everything. But sometimes I'm able to. Like this evening I could feel your craving," he was now on hands and knees hovering over Minseok , "Just as I can sense your craving now, only it is another one this time." He reaches down and kisses Minseok on the lips.

When he draws back he looks the boy in the eyes, "Please try to only be around my friends if I'm there too."

Minseok tugs the boy closer by his hair and answers after a kiss, "Your wish is my command."

Jiwon looks at his shirt, "Then can you take it off?"

A smug smile appears on Minseok's face, "Why?" he answers.

"I like seeing the bruises. It's a kind of physical reminder that I really hustled a sexy demigod who happens to be a bottom too," Jiwon answers with that innocent smile of his.

In the beat of a second Minseok turns them over and asks, "What makes you think I am?"

Jiwon laughs and rolls his eyes. "I don't know, maybe it's those looks on your face when I took you in my mouth Friday? Or the flustered and shy way you acted afterwards and how you literally fled? Or how flustered you are every time I do anything to you? Or how needy you get over every little thing" and then Jiwon reaches up, "Or how I literally topped you Friday night?"

Minseok sniffs and looks away, "That was just because of the full moon, you were acting weird so I just let you for the hell of it." 

Jiwon leans up even more, leaving Minseok no other choice but to sit up. "You seemed to be really much enjoying it." Minseok's face gets a red flush while the other continues, "maybe you're a dominant bottom?"

"I'm no bottom."

"Yes, you are."

"Says the boy who gets red all the time too, even more than me probably. And just a second ago you seemed pretty much bottoming in that kiss."

"Tch nonsense," answers Jiwon to the boy sitting on his lap. 

"I'm no bottom. And you're no top, a switch at most."

"Hmmm, I like the sound of that. The best of both worlds, isn't it?" Jiwon asks while pulling Minseok closer by his waist. The boy hooks his legs around Jiwon's waist and loses his hands in his hair while kissing the boy. 

Minseok draws back and takes his tank top off. It doesn't matter how many times Jiwon'll see it, he's sure that body'll tingle every nerve in his body again and again. 

He touches the bruises one by one and smiles. Minseok turns them around once again, laying down on the bed, "We should really sleep now, we're expected for breakfast at seven."

"Wow, so our first time sharing a bed is on school camp. How romantic."

"Well if I should take your words literally this isn't the first time we shared it for something." Jiwon looks Minseok straight in the eyes, "You're so weird." and rests his head on the boy's bare chest afterwards and throws his leg over Minseok's. 

And that's how they fall asleep. Clinging onto each other and Minseok playing with Jiwon's hair. 

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Jiwon wakes up the next morning to the sound of conversation in the living room. He yawns and stretches while sitting upright and looking at the boy who's still lying on the bed. Bare chested. And smiles. 

He kisses Minseok on the cheek and gets up to wash his face. He hears a faint shifting sound in the bed and sees a body joining him in the bathroom mirror. 

"You know," Minseok starts, "I could get used to sleeping with you in my arms. And waking up by a kiss on my cheeks." 

"You know," Jiwon answers while putting toothpaste on his toothbrush, "I could get used to your morning voice," and continues after turning and leaning on the counter, "It's such a shame you never talk in the dorms. The whole world's been kept in the dark about the sexiest sound ever." He puts his toothbrush in his mouth and starts brushing. Minseok kisses his cheek and leaves to change his clothes. 

Or to change his pants and put on a shirt. Jiwon catches himself watching the other get changed but he doesn't bother to look away when he gets busted, instead he locks eyes with him and then turns around to spit out his toothpaste. 

Then the roles change, Jiwon changes his clothes and Minseok brushes his teeth. 

When Minseok leaves the bathroom Jiwon halts him just before he leaves the room. He puts a hand on the other's left cheek and smiles. "Your face looks more...coloured."

"Some moron insisted on me biting him. I don't know who'd do that."

Jiwon leans in and kisses Minseok. "A real moron," He says while pulling away. Literally. He pulled Minseok's lip with him while drawing back.

As they step out of the bedroom they see Jordan and Nico on the couch. Jordan hands Nico a five-dollar bill. When he sees Jiwon's quizzed look Nico answers smilingly, "I told him you both would leave in less than five minutes before we have to get there. And together. I was right." 

"Oooookay," Jiwon answers, "That's a weird bet. Anyways let's get going, I'm starving." In a matter of seconds, they're all out of the cottage and in a heated discussion about what they think the activities will consist of as they're walking to the cafeteria. 

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Silas's sitting at a table with the rest of their friend group, and Minseok's three friends who somehow became part of it last night. 

He takes a look at his hand which is holding his fork. It's trembling. 

His breathing is also uneven and hitched. He tries his best to calm it but it doesn't work.

He's biting his lip in the hope he gets to calm down if he concentrates enough on the conversations happening around him but he can't register any words. 

"...IX!" He shoots his head to the right and sees Jiwon who, apparently, has been shaking his shoulder. 

"What?" He tries to calm his voice but he knows that his beta had heard the crack in his voice. Even if he wasn't his beta, he was his best friend before all, and best friends know it when something's wrong.

"You're feeling it again, aren't you?"

"What?"

"Those attacks?"