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Baekhyun checked his reflection in the hallway mirror one last time, adjusting the thin fabric of his tank top. It clung to his curves in all the right places, the neckline dipping just low enough to reveal the swell of his chest. He ran his fingers through his soft brown hair, tousling it slightly before nodding with satisfaction.
The doorbell rang, right on time. Baekhyun took a deep breath, a small smile playing on his lips as he made his way to the door. He could already feel a familiar warmth spreading through his body, the subtle scent of his own arousal beginning to permeate the air around him. It was always like this lately—his body responding to even the mildest stimulation since his divorce. The doctors said it was normal, his omega hormones adjusting to the absence of an alpha bond.
With a casual flick of his wrist, he opened the door, coming face to face with his potential new roommate.
"You must be Chanyeol," Baekhyun said, his voice honey-sweet as he took in the tall, broad-shouldered young man standing nervously in the hallway.
Chanyeol's eyes widened slightly, his nostrils flaring subtly as he caught Baekhyun's scent. The young alpha quickly averted his gaze, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. "Yes, that's me. Thank you for agreeing to meet, Mr. Byun."
Baekhyun laughed softly. "Please, call me Baekhyun. Mr. Byun makes me feel older than I already am." He stepped aside, gesturing for Chanyeol to enter. "Come in. I'll show you around."
As Chanyeol stepped past him, Baekhyun couldn't help but notice how the university student towered over him, his frame both youthful and powerfully built. He smelled clean, with an underlying spicy scent that immediately identified him as an unmated alpha. Young, respectful, and undeniably attractive—exactly the type of roommate Baekhyun had hoped for when he'd posted the vacancy online.
"The apartment isn't huge, but it's comfortable," Baekhyun explained, leading Chanyeol through the living room. He walked with a natural sway to his hips, aware of the young alpha's gaze following his movements. "Kitchen's through there, we'd share the bathroom, and this would be your room."
Chanyeol nodded, trying to focus on the apartment details instead of the way Baekhyun's shorts hugged the curve of his ass or how his breasts bounced slightly with each step. "It's really nice. Much better than the university dorms."
"I'm glad you like it." Baekhyun turned suddenly, catching Chanyeol's gaze dropping to his chest before quickly rising to meet his eyes. The young alpha's blush deepened. "The rent includes utilities, and I'm pretty easy to live with. I just ask that you keep common areas tidy and let me know if you're having friends over."
"Of course," Chanyeol agreed quickly, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. "I'm a quiet roommate, I promise. I spend most of my time studying, and I'm neat."
Baekhyun smiled, leaning against the doorframe in a way that emphasized his figure. "That's perfect. I work from home most days, so I'll be around, but I won't get in your way."
The air between them seemed to thicken as they stood there, Chanyeol clearly struggling to keep his eyes on Baekhyun's face. The omega's scent had grown stronger in the confined space, sweet and inviting, impossible for an alpha to ignore completely.
"So," Baekhyun finally said, breaking the tension. "What do you think? Would you like to take the room?"
Chanyeol swallowed hard, his adam's apple bobbing visibly. "Yes, definitely. It's perfect. When can I move in?"
"How about this weekend?" Baekhyun suggested, reaching out to touch Chanyeol's arm lightly. "I can help you get settled."
The brief contact sent a visible shiver through the young alpha. "This weekend works great. Thank you, Mr.—I mean, Baekhyun."
"Good." Baekhyun smiled, satisfied with the reaction he'd elicited. It had been so long since he'd felt the rush of attraction, the power of being desired. Even if nothing happened between them, having this gorgeous young alpha around, obviously affected by his presence, would be a much-needed boost to his confidence. "Let's go over the rental agreement, shall we?"
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Three days later, Chanyeol stood in the doorway of what was now officially his room, surrounded by boxes and bags. He'd been moving in for hours, and the physical exertion combined with the persistent scent of omega in the apartment had him on edge.
"Need any help unpacking?" Baekhyun's voice came from behind him, causing Chanyeol to jump slightly.
He turned to find his new roommate leaning against the wall, dressed in nothing but a thin robe that barely reached mid-thigh. It was loosely tied, the V-neck plunging dangerously low, revealing the inner curves of Baekhyun's full breasts. Droplets of water still clung to his skin and hair from a recent shower, his scent clean yet somehow more potent than ever.
"I—I'm almost done," Chanyeol managed, his mouth suddenly dry. "Thanks for offering."
Baekhyun shrugged, the movement causing the robe to slip slightly off one shoulder. "If you're sure. I was about to make some tea if you'd like some."
"Tea would be great," Chanyeol replied automatically, trying desperately to ignore the way his body was responding to the omega's presence.
"Perfect. I'll call you when it's ready." With a small smile, Baekhyun turned and walked toward the kitchen, the thin robe doing nothing to hide the soft curves of his body or the gentle sway of his hips.
As soon as he was out of sight, Chanyeol collapsed onto his bed, pressing the heel of his palm against his growing erection. This was going to be much harder than he'd anticipated. He'd known Baekhyun was attractive from their first meeting, of course, but he hadn't expected the constant, overwhelming presence of the omega's scent to affect him so strongly.
It wasn't just that Baekhyun was an omega—Chanyeol had omega friends at university and could control himself perfectly well around them. There was something different about Baekhyun. Something in the way he carried himself, confident and unapologetic in his sexuality. The fullness of his breasts, the curve of his hips, the subtle glances he cast in Chanyeol's direction... it all combined to create an irresistible pull that left the young alpha constantly on edge.
The sound of cups clinking in the kitchen reached his ears, followed by Baekhyun humming softly to himself. Chanyeol took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He was here to study, to save money on rent, to have a quiet place away from the chaotic dorms. He couldn't let his attraction to his older roommate distract him from his goals.
But as he rose to join Baekhyun in the kitchen, already imagining how the omega would look leaning over the counter or reaching for cups in the cupboard, Chanyeol knew with sinking certainty that distraction was exactly what he was in for.