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We found you in the woods

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They’d been walking for weeks when they’d found Taemin. In woods these dense, with no supplies, a child never should have survived, unless they had just been abandoned there. They barely had enough to get by just the two of them, but neither of them even considered leaving the poor boy. And so their makeshift family grew by one.


“Here,” Minho offered his hand to Jinki to help him up the short escarpment that had formed in the woods. Constant hiking was tiring, but having a partner like Minho really took a load off his shoulders. It wasn’t that Jinki was a submissive beta that needed an alpha to lead him, it was just nice to have a partner. Especially one like Minho who never acted as if he was above him.

“Thanks,” Jinki replied as he grabbed Minho’s hand and was hoisted up. Taemin made a whining noise from the makeshift child sling strapped to Minho’s back and Jinki shifted his attention to the small omega.

“I’m sorry Taeminnie, I know you don’t like being stuck in there for so long but this part of the hike is too dangerous for you to walk on your own. The land will flatten out soon, don’t worry buddy,” Jinki soothed, stroking his thumb across the boy’s cheek. In response, Taemin simply huffed and turned away. Minho and Jinki shared a tired smile before continuing their march for another few hours, hoping and praying they at least found land suitable enough to set up camp for a while. It had been months since they’d last seen people at all, somehow surviving by hopping from caves to abandoned shelters and back to caves again, hunting and gathering as they went. They had almost lost all hope of finding a welcoming village for their rag-tag family.

“Jinki, look!” Minho exclaimed, pointing to the base of a nearby tree. He followed Minho’s gaze to find an abandoned woven basket. Their first sign of human life in months. He couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up and out of him.

“We must be getting close to a village if they’re established enough to be crafting baskets,” Minho said with a smile. “This is our chance.”

They looked at each other with so much hope it was almost hard to look away. This was it. Their months of searching, of barely getting by, could finally come to an end.

“Come on, let’s keep moving,” Minho said as he turned the makeshift child sling around to his chest and lifted Taemin out and onto his feet. Immediately Taemin attempted to take off but Minho was prepared for his built up energy, scooping him up quickly before he actually got anywhere.

“Taemin, you have to stay close, okay? Here, hold my hand,” Minho instructed as he placed Taemin down again, quickly snatching his hand to keep him close. Taemin grumbled but held Minho’s hand back.

“Just a little longer,” Jinki told the child with a pat to his head.

“Ok,” Taemin pouted.

All the travelling had clearly taken its toll on him. Taemin didn’t speak much anymore, he was sad often, and he cried whenever one of them left his sight. He had no stability in his life from the constant travelling, all he had was them. They hoped this village would be just what Taemin needed to become a lively child again.

They set a brisk pace, considering the length of Taemin’s legs, in an attempt to reach the village before nightfall. Minho and Jinki kept their eyes peeled for any more signs of human life that could lead them to their destination. But something must have caught Taemin’s eye - or nose - while they were distracted as one moment he was next to them, and the next he had broken through the bushes in front of them.

“Taemin!” Minho shouted, immediately racing after the child.

Taemin almost lost them as he ducked under branches, rushing through the forest a way only someone his size could. He ran like a hound that had caught a scent, but what could he have smelt that they didn’t? It wasn’t until they had almost caught up to Taemin that they smelt it too. An omega. A person.

They ducked under the last set of branches and entered a clearing to see little Taemin hugging the legs of a startled, and incredibly beautiful, omega.

“Um, hello. Is this your child?” the omega asked, arm gently petting Taemin’s head, as he watched the two of them enter the clearing.

“Yes, I’m so sorry,” Minho said as he rushed forward to pull Taemin off the stranger. Minho grabbed under Taemin’s arms and started to lift him away, but Taemin just held on tighter and began to cry.

“I’m sorry, it’s been- well, we don’t really know how long it’s been since he last saw another omega. We found him alone in the woods a few months back and kind of took him in,” Minho explained.

“Oh, you poor thing,” the omega replied and picked up the little boy himself, letting him burrow into his neck. He stroked his back and hummed a short tune for the child. It took barely any time at all for Taemin to settle. Jinki felt drawn to him already. The omega looked up from the child and smiled.

“I’m Kibum,” he introduced with a slight bow.

“Minho. And this is Jinki,” Minho responded.

“Nice to meet you both. Do you belong to a village or are you wanderers?”

“Wanderers, currently,” Jinki said sadly, “we’ve been looking for a village for months, hoping to settle and build a home for Taemin.”

Kibum smiled and looked at the two of them for a while before glancing back down to Taemin, “I think I can help you with that.”

"Really?" Jinki said, hardly able to hold back all the emotions overtaking him. Hope, relief, and a slight feeling of hesitancy. Was Kibum actually going to help them? What if this was some sort of trap? All these months in the wilderness taught them to be cautious, but they couldn't turn away from this. This was their chance, they just had to put their trust in a stranger.

"I can't promise acceptance from the village leaders, but I can certainly take you to them," Kibum offered.

"Thank you, so much. We would be honoured to accompany you back to your village," Minho said politely, and Kibum just gave him a look of amusement at the sudden formality.

"Follow me," Kibum instructed, Taemin on one hip and his basket balanced on the other, as he turned and led the way through the woods.

Jinki and Minho shared a look before linking hands and following Kibum. As they walked, Jinki pondered what the village awaiting them would be like. His gaze fell on the omegas clothes: long flowing pants, simple sandals, and a fitted long-sleeved shirt. Not particularly practical, but pretty and comfortable. He wondered if his clothes were his choice or that of the village. He turned his attention to the basket next. Beautifully woven and filled with various herbs and spices, by the looks of it. Some medical, but some not. Was this village truly established and comfortable enough that they had time to weave beautiful baskets and cook flavourful meals? God Jinki missed cooking for people, trying new things and seeing the joy on people's faces when he made something especially delicious. He felt the familiar sting of tears in his eyes and he fought them down. This was not the place to cry.

He looked over to his partner beside him, wondering what he was thinking but unsure how to ask. Minho, however, had his eyes locked on Taemin and Kibum in front of them. He looked over and saw that Taemin had emerged from Kibum's neck, and was now chirping away over seemingly anything that came to his mind, Kibum nodding along and reacting at all the right points. It made him smile seeing Taemin so happy, and Kibum was so good with him. He supposed that there really was a special connection between omegas that didn't exist between other sub-genders.

He felt Minho squeeze his hand and he looked over to meet the alpha's eyes.

"Do you… do you think he could be the one?"

Jinki looked back to the omega in front of him. They barely knew him but he gave the impression of a kind and caring partner, not to mention he was absolutely beautiful. He watched as Kibum whispered something in Taemin's ear that made the boy burst into the most adorable giggles, before rubbing his face into Kibum's neck in an attempt to be scented. Taemin really seemed to like Kibum.

Jinki looked back at Minho with a smile, "I hope so."

Not long after, they began to see signs of civilization. Wooden ornaments hung from the trees and lined their path, symbols of peace, happiness, and family amongst them. The trees began to thin out and soon they found themselves at the edge of a small, but beautiful village.

Kibum turned to them, "I'll take you to the Alpha's house first."

As the pair were led through the village, they took their time observing their surroundings. The buildings were simple wooden cottages, but they looked so warm and welcoming in comparison to the caves they were used to. There wasn't a particularly large populace, but those that were out and about looked at them with kindness. Hesitant, sure, but not unwelcoming.

When they reached the building in the center of the village, Kibum stepped forward and knocked twice on the door.

"Alpha, I have returned from my gathering and I have brought a family of wanderers with me."

Footsteps were heard and then the door opened. The man behind the door was a tall, strong looking alpha, everything a head Alpha should be. But despite his clear power, he looked kind. Jinki's thoughts were confirmed when he spoke.

"I was wondering why you were being so formal all of a sudden, but I suppose we should be polite in front of our guests," he laughed and put a hand on Kibum’s back before turning his attention towards the two of them. "Welcome to our village, my name is Yunho. What brings you to our little corner of the woods?"

“Thank you, Alpha,” Minho said as the two of them bowed in greeting. “We are wanderers from the south, our villages were washed away during the Great Storm and we met while travelling the woods in search of civilizations that survived.”

“A tragic, yet common story, to be sure. I mourn the loss of your villages with you. We are no strangers to the devastation of the Great Storm, many of this village came seeking shelter the same as you do now. We were lucky that the worst of it missed us,” Yunho said softly. “Have you come looking to build a home here?”

“It would be an honour,” Minho replied, surprised at how quick things were moving.

“Then I will teach you who we are and what we stand for. Please join me for a late dinner,” Yunho turned to Kibum. “Could you fetch the others for dinner?”

Kibum bowed to his leader before passing a sleepy Taemin back to Jinki. He flashed a smile before scurrying off with his basket.

Yunho held the door, “Please, come in.”


Minho managed to feed Taemin a small snack before putting him to bed in the front room of the building, close enough to hear if he needed them but far enough that their dinner conversations shouldn’t disturb his sleep. By the time Jinki and Minho settled at the table for dinner, most of the group had arrived. They sat in silence while the rest made idle chit-chat while waiting for the remaining two guests. When they finally arrived and took their places, Yunho stood.

“Minho, Jinki, I would like to introduce you to everyone. First, I will reintroduce myself. My name is Yunho, I am the head Alpha of this village as well as one of the founding members. To my right is Taeyeon, alpha advisor and another founding member. To my left is Jungsoo, omega advisor and leader of our biggest group of wanderers to join at one time. The three of us work as a council to guide this village through any and all adversity. Aside from Taeyeon and myself, we have 3 other founding members of our village. There is Kibum, who you have already met, as well as Hyukjae and Donghae. The 5 of us belonged to a small, hunting village in the mountains prior to forming our own. My father was the head Alpha of the village, and, quite frankly, he was a monster. I wished to change our violent ways, but he was obsessed with ‘carrying on the ways of our founders.’ He refused to pass his title down to me, and without it, I knew I could not make the change I wished to see. The 5 of us left the village behind to build one we could be proud of,” Yunho’s face was stern, but his eyes were kind. “We accept wanderers from all over, but we must insist that you live by a code of non-violence. Our village was created as a safe haven from the violence of the world, to be a place that focuses on creation rather than destruction. If you are not able to live by our ways, you will be asked to leave. Do you understand?”

“Completely,” Minho responded and Jinki nodded.


Taeyeon and Jungsoo stood to match Yunho.

“Welcome to the village,” the two advisors said warmly.

“Let’s eat then!” Yunho announced.


The conversation was led primarily by Jungsoo as he seemed to ask them as many questions as he could think of. It would have been overwhelming if they weren’t so starved for human contact. Throughout the course of dinner, they learned that Alpha advisor Taeyeon was Kibum’s older sister, that Jungsoo’s village was also lost in the Great Storm, and that Hyukjae and Donghae were a pair of beta soulmates who had known each other since they were infants. As the topic of soulmates continued, the questions flipped to them once more.

“Wait, so you never met before despite being from neighbouring villages?” Donghae asked in disbelief. “Did you not feel some sort of pull like something was missing?”

Minho and Jinki glanced at each other, unsure of how to answer.

“Well, sure,” Minho said. “But we didn’t know we were missing something until we found it. Soulmates are not as common where we’re from.”

The idea of living without a soulmate seemed completely incomprehensible to Donghae, meanwhile Jungsoo simply said, “I think it’s wonderful you were able to find each other despite everything. Although, it is still strange to me to grow up without at least thinking about meeting your soulmate.”

“Actually, on the topic of soulmates, I was wondering if you could tell me… if it’s possible to have more than one,” Minho asked cautiously.

Across the table, Kibum and Yunho were deep in conversation, unaware of the question posed on the other side of the table. Taeyeon, however, seemed to be rather interested in their conversation.

Jungsoo hummed, “I believe so, but I would not say it is particularly common. Even less common is being lucky enough to find all your soulmates, if you truly do have multiple. Why? Do you believe you have more than one, Minho?”

Jinki spoke up, “Not just him, I feel it too. We believe we may have a shared third soulmate.”

“That’s incredible,” Jungsoo praised. “I truly wish you are able to find your shared soulmate.”

They both thanked him. Across the table, Taeyeon smiled.


“We tend to keep an empty house at all times in case of emergencies. In this case, it will become your new home so you do not have to bunk with anyone else while your house is being built.”

“Thank you so much, we are forever in your debt.” They bowed.

“Nonsense, this village is made for people like us. I hope it will feel like home for you all soon.”

“Thank you.”

“Good night, Minho, Jinki, and Taemin. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to visit me in the village center,” Yunho told them. They thanked him for the millionth time that day before saying their goodbyes and entering their new home.

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Taeyeon had barely closed the door behind her when she spoke.

“Ok, spill.”

“Huh? Spill what?” Kibum turned to face her.

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe just the fact that you’re suddenly acting all demure and cute because of the newbies? What happened between you and them before you got here?”

“Nothing! Honestly, I barely even spoke to them apart from learning their names and that they were looking for a village to build a home for their kid,” Kibum defended. “And hey! I’m always cute.”

“But you’re never this quiet,” Taeyeon pointed out. “You’re nervous, aren’t you? You think it’s them?”

Kibum wanted to retort, but instead he sighed.

“I’m just being delusional. I know it’s nothing.”

“It’s not nothing, Kibum,” Taeyeon smiled. “At dinner they asked if it was possible to have a third soulmate, and not just out of curiosity. It actually could be them!”

Kibum’s expression seemed hopeful, but something held him back from believing.

“It’s just, what are the chances?”

“I don’t know, but I want you to promise me you won’t avoid them, ok? This could be it,” Taeyeon urged.

“I don’t avoid things,” Kibum grumbled.

“Whatever you say,” Taeyeon ruffled his hair as she passed. “Good night, Ki.”

“Good night,” he replied as he watched Taeyeon retreat to her bedroom for the night.

What if… What if it really was them?


The next day, Kibum rose shortly after the sun. He normally woke early, but today he felt particularly restless and alert. In an effort to distract himself, he began preparing a larger-than-usual breakfast for himself and Taeyeon. There were not many fresh ingredients left to work with, as the village’s small group of hunters and explorers had yet to return with this week’s haul, but he made do with what he could find. As the broth boiled, he finished chopping the vegetables he still had left before adding them to the clay pot on the fire. The smell of food drew Taeyeon out of her room and she joined Kibum in the kitchen to help finish the various side dishes.

“So, any particular reason for the extravagant breakfast? Do we perhaps have a certain pair of guests visiting this morning?” Taeyeon wiggled her eyebrows.

Kibum gave her a light shove before deflecting, “No, I just felt like it this morning. But if you’re going to be annoying, I’ll just eat it all by myself.”

“Sure you will,” she chuckled and began setting the table for the two of them.

They chatted about the things they had to do that day while they ate. It didn’t take long for them to finish eating and cleaning up. Soon they were off to start their days.


Kibum arrived at the village’s makeshift “school building” (some tables with benches and a covering to protect against rain) early and took his time setting up all the materials he would need for his lessons that day. While spinning and weaving were an art in their own right, they also held a more practical purpose towards the village. As such, everyone was taught at least the basics before deciding if they wanted to continue or not.

It didn’t take long for his first student to arrive, escorted by one of her older sisters. Yerim was a sweet girl, the same as both her older sisters, Wendy and Joohyun. He saw Joohyun particularly often as she shadowed Taeyeon in preparation for being either a future head Alpha or advisor. She was kind and caring, and not nearly as loud as the middle child. Wendy was a refreshing ball of energy with a passion for music and a habit of singing all the time.

Kibum struck up a friendly conversation with the two girls while they waited for the remaining students to arrive. Ten was the next to arrive. The kid had a real passion for the craft and Kibum had taken him under his wing as a sort of apprentice. While the rest of the kids learned the basics, Kibum would teach Ten more advanced techniques on the side.

Next to arrive was Jongin, a shy, quiet boy, and his older brother, Jongdae, another ball of sunshine with a penchant for randomly bursting into song, followed shortly by Donghyuck, who… God, there really was no end to the number of energetic and loud singers in this village, Kibum thought. Thankfully, his last student was Jisung, the youngest and quietest of the lot. Once everyone had arrived, Wendy waived her sister goodbye and the lessons began.

Kibum had only got a few minutes into his lesson when Yunho appeared, escorting Jinki, Minho, and Taemin.

“Hello,” he welcomed them.

“Good morning, Kibum. I hope I didn’t interrupt your lesson,” Yunho replied.

“No worries, is there anything I can help you with?” Kibum asked, eyes wandering to the guests Yunho had brought with him.

“We thought it might be nice for Taemin here to start meeting some kids his age, would you mind taking on another student?”

“Of course not, you’re welcome anytime, Taemin,” Kibum smiled at the little boy. He seemed nervous, but not as distraught as when he had first met him. “There are some seats near the back by Jongin. Jongin, could you raise your hand, please?”

Jongin raised his hand quietly, looking just about as nervous as Taemin did. He wasn’t used to strangers in such a small, tight-knit community.

Minho crouched next to Taemin, “Don’t worry, we’ll be right here with you,” he looked up at Kibum, “Do you mind if we join your class too?”

“Feel free,” Kibum invited, and so Taemin, led by Jinki and Minho, settled near the back next to Jongin.

“Thanks, Bum,” Yunho said after turning back to him. “I should probably get going, but I’ll see you later.”

Yunho had only taken a few steps before abruptly turning back again, “Oh, and our supply group just got back. Thought I’d give you a heads up.” He smiled before leaving again.

Kibum thanked him for the warning and began his lesson once more. It wasn't a long lesson, most of the time was for the kids to practise the things they had learned. Once the kids had all gotten started on their individual projects, Kibum brought Taemin up his own workstation to begin filling in the basics he had missed.

He began explaining to Taemin how he would normally have to clean the fibres before spinning them, but because Kibum had already done so, they could skip that step, when he smelt a familiar alpha approaching. Almost immediately after he noticed, he felt a pair of strong arms wrap around his middle and his feet leave the ground.

“My sweet, Bummie!” Jonghyun cried in the most exaggerated voice he could muster. “Oh, how I missed you during the long, cold nights on the road!”

“Yah! Jjong, put me down! You were barely gone a week!”

Kibum felt Jonghyun smirk into the back of his neck before putting him down.

“Yes, but I still missed you,” he pouted and turned Kibum to face him.

“Aish, so needy,” Kibum huffed and scratched the underside of Jonghyun’s chin.

Suddenly, he remembered where he was and he turned to see that Minho and Jinki had come to stand with Taemin. He couldn’t tell what the expressions on their faces were, but they certainly seemed uncomfortable. He didn’t know if they were actually his soulmates or not, but if they were, he doubted they wanted to have much to do with him after that. Sure, he and Jonghyun weren’t together, but he didn’t know how to explain that to them without betraying what he was really feeling.

Thankfully, Jonghyun seemed to pick up on the awkward air fairly quickly and stepped forward.

“Hello, are you guys new? I’m Jonghyun, one of Kibum’s friends,” he introduced with a small bow and a smile. Minho and Jinki looked a little more relaxed, but still a little hesitant.

“Nice to meet you, Jonghyun. Yes, we just arrived yesterday. I’m Jinki, this is Taemin, and this is Minho, my partner,” Jinki replied with his own small bow.

“Nice to meet you, as well. How are you liking the village so far?”

“It’s amazing. We can’t thank everyone enough for their kindness, we feel so welcomed,” Jinki said, truly grateful to all the people of the village.

Kibum felt touched by his sincerity, they were both such kind people and it made Kibum feel even more drawn to them. Given the look on Jonghyun’s face, he didn’t hide affectionate expression very well. Jonghyun smirked.

“I’m glad you’re settling in so well! I’ll get out of your hair now so you can spend some time with just Kibum,” Jonghyun winked at the pair before grabbing Kibum’s shoulders and laying an overdramatic, wet kiss on Kibum’s cheek and walking away.

“YAH!” Kibum called after him, rubbing his cheek clean with his sleeve. Minho and Jinki chuckled behind him and he turned back around to face them.

“He seems awfully friendly,” Minho smiled, and Kibum sighed fondly.

“He joined the village not long after we settled into this area so we’ve known each other a long time, he’s probably my closest friend,” Kibum said with a smile.

“I’m glad you’re friends,” Minho said.

Kibum didn’t know exactly what Minho meant by that, but Taeyeon’s words came to mind. It was possible, and he wasn’t going to ignore it.

“Oh?” Kibum asked suggestively with a raised brow.

Minho flustered for a moment before regaining his confidence.

“Yeah, I’m glad you’re friends,” he said, and Kibum smiled.

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Once the first step had been taken, the relationship between Jinki, Minho, and Kibum made fast progress. Kibum argued he hung around them so much because he wanted to spend as much time with Taemin as he could, but Minho suspected there was more. Between Kibum bringing them breakfast every single day, seeing one another at classes every other day, and meeting for evening walks when they had the time, the three of them spent a lot of time getting to know one another. Kibum was just as interesting as they had suspected. His tongue was sharp and his humour was dry, yet he was extremely caring and loved being with kids. He went out of his way to make them feel at home, giving them tours of different areas around the village in the evenings. It was on one of their evening walks that Minho finally broached the subject of soulmates.

“Have you met yours?” he asked.

Kibum looked unsure of how to answer, but settled on, “I don’t know.”

Minho slowed to a stop on the path they’d been walking along and turned to face him. Kibum just kept his eyes forward, looking at the trees around them instead of turning facing the pair beside him. However he did stop, so it wasn’t as if he didn’t know Minho and Jinki wanted to stop to talk to him about this.

“I didn’t, a-and don’t, mean to make you uncomfortable,” Minho started. He stole a glance at Jinki for support before continuing. “It’s just, well, we were wondering if we could see your soulmark…”

That got Kibum’s attention. He turned away from the sun setting between the trees and to the pair beside him. Minho might not have been raised with the same stories of soulmates, he knew his understanding was lacking in many areas, but even he knew that seeing another’s soulmark was considered highly intimate. To ask abruptly in such a way implied that one believed they were the soulmate of the person they asked - and Kibum must have known that. His eyes were hesitant, but curious, his skin glowing in the golden light of the sunset.

Minho waited as Kibum took in the situation, eyes fluttering back and forth between the two of them. He looked nervous, sure, but not scared. In fact, he looked almost hopeful.

“Ok,” he whispered.

“Are you sure? You don’t have to if you don’t feel comfortable,” Jinki insisted, but Kibum shook his head.

“No, I… I want to know too.”

Kibum seemed to steal his nerves and reached for the bottom of his shirt. Besides the whole situation of soulmates, spontaneously taking your shirt off in the middle of the forest was uncomfortable in and of itself. But Kibum grabbed the base of his shirt and pulled it over his head and off his body in one swift motion. He stood there, shirt in his hands, too nervous to meet either of their eyes, trying his hardest not to cover himself. He was so beautiful.

Minho felt tears sting his eyes almost immediately, smiling so wide it hurt. The mark in the middle of Kibum’s torso was the very same as on his and Jinki’s. Minho stepped forward, one hand settled on the dip of Kibum’s back while the other combed through Kibum’s hair. He pulled him close, burrowing his nose in Kibum’s neck as he felt Jinki move to sandwich Kibum in from behind. Their eyes met over Kibum’s shoulder.

“Why have neither of you said anything…?” Kibum whispered, but Minho could hear a hint of teasing in his voice; he wasn’t nervous anymore.

Minho pulled back and whipped his shirt off quickly, grinning from ear to ear as he looked at his two soulmates in front of him. He felt so lucky to be blessed with them both. Jinki, who smiled softly at him, used to his antics by now. And Kibum, who looked like he was trying his hardest not to stare directly at Minho's abs. Minho just smirked at his reaction and Kibum turned his back on him, focusing on Jinki instead.

“What about you? Can I see yours?” Kibum asked, curious despite knowing exactly what it would look like.

Jinki simply lifted his shirt enough to reveal the mark without taking it off. He held his shirt up to allow Kibum’s fingers to trace along his upper abdomen. As slender fingers brushed against Jinki’s skin, Jinki watched Kibum’s expression carefully. Jinki reached out and cupped Kibum’s cheek, brushing away what must have been fresh tears with his thumb. Reversing their position from before, Minho held Kibum from behind as Jinki embraced Kibum’s front, both smothering him in their scents in an effort to soothe him. Kibum let out a wet laugh as Minho made a show out of inhaling Kibum’s scent along the back of his neck.

“God, omegas really do smell the best,” Minho mumbled over Kibum’s shoulder to Jinki.

“Mmhm,” Jinki agreed.

“Stop talking like I’m not here,” Kibum pouted, trying to move his hands from where they were squished between his and Jinki’s chests, “And let me put my shirt back on.”

Instead, Minho held on tighter and licked a thick stripe up the side of Kibum’s neck. Immediately, Kibum stopped squirming, knees giving out, and the most adorable whine escaping his throat.

“Stooop,” he complained, “We’re still in the middle of the path and anybody could walk by.”

“Well, we wouldn’t want anybody else to see you like this, now would we?” Jinki whispered seductively, directing the final part over Kibum’s shoulder at Minho. Kibum’s head snapped up, shocked to hear such sexy confidence coming from Jinki, and Minho chuckled at his reaction. Although gentle by nature, Jinki was a great leader, and Kibum was about to experience that control first hand.

“That’s true, I’m not really in a sharing mood right now,” Minho replied, hands reaching around to grab the shirt from Kibum. As Minho stepped back, Jinki spun Kibum towards him, “Best we cover you up.”

Minho slid Kibum’s shirt back on and glanced over to Jinki, silently asking for permission before leaning in to capture Kibum’s lips. With his hands cupping Kibum’s face, and Jinki’s hands resting on Kibum’s hips, the omega was completely caged in between the two of them. He nipped at Kibum’s lips a few times, getting a little carried away until he heard - and felt - Kibum moan into his mouth. He wasn’t sure if it was something he did or if Jinki had touched somewhere especially sensitive, but either way it reminded Minho that they were still in the middle of the pathway. He pulled away to put his shirt back on, watching as Jinki took his place in front of Kibum, kissing him deeply, hands never leaving their firm grasp on his hips. When Jinki pulled away, Kibum looked as if he was in a daze, reaching out when Jinki moved too far. He smiled at Jinki’s expression, seeing love written all over his face and knowing he wore the same expression.

He held out his hand, "Come on, let’s go home.”