Seoha's POV
I open the door and find Minjae waiting with his hands on his hips.
"I have a million questions" he says.
"I have zero answers, Minjae" I say tiredly, and walk past him, my legs feel like jelly with every unsteady step I take, I keep myself up as long as I can before crashing on the soft couch.
He walks over to me with a worried look in his face.
"Seoha…what is going on?" my best friend asks and snatches the card out of the hand, the current bane of my existence.
I want to throw it out the window and watch the wind blow it around, but something tells me, it will still end up in my hand, I don't know how, but I know it will.
Kang Taesan.
"Seoha" Minjae calls my name firmly with a frown, he won't let this go till he's sure I'm safe and fine, and I don't want to talk about it, I'd rather no drag him into this.
"This card, do you know who the owner is?" he asks, still holding his frown and I shake my head side to side as he lets out a sigh, "this is…"
"WE ARE THE LOVESICK GIRLS" Minjae's phone rings, startling us both, he looks at me like I'm the one calling his phone.
"This conversation is not over" he says, pointing at me before going to answer the call.
The omega goes into his bedroom, and I bury my face in the soft cushion of the couch, truly exhausted but unable to do anything about it, my life, my things, my mom's guitar, my-
"Daeshin-ssi, I'd rather not insult you this morning" I hear Minjae say, his voice is full of anger and I get up on autopilot.
"I told you, he's not here and even if he's here I'm not letting him talk to your unloyal ass you uncultured son of a bitch" Minjae says, cursing with all the fire in him.
"Let me talk to him" I say.
"No" Minjae growls at me and my omega whine, he still hasn't accepted what has happened, we have never gone this long without Daeshin's scent on us.
"Minjae please…"
"No" he says, pointing at me angrily, forever the protective one, I understand him, but my heart is aching.
I snatch the phone from Minjae and run into the bathroom with the phone to my ear and I hold it pressed up with my back against the door as I whine into the phone.
"SHIN SEOHA! DON'T BE STUPID" Minjae yells from outside the bathroom.
I shouldn't be doing this…I shouldn't still want him like this…this cursed omega biology.
"Baby, is that you?" his voice asks and I breath in through my nose in relief, his voice feels good and hurts at the same time, I hate him…
"What do you want?" I hiss into the phone, forcing down my omega's need for an alpha's protection, and holding myself up.
"Have you eaten? See? I told you you'll need me" he says, demeaning me in that soft voice, he doesn't wait for my response before speaking again, "wont you come back, the kitchen is cold without you, I've got a raise in my job and I'll-"
"Daeshin" I call his name with a shaky voice.
"Baby?" he says.
"Fuck you, I'm fine on my own" I say and end the call, I open the door and find Minjae waiting for me with his arms folded.
"You-"
"I'm not going back to him" I say quickly, keeping my eyes on the floor, I'll cry if I look at him.
"Cuddle?" he asks and I laugh softly, my first laughter in the past few hours, "don't be silly, you're going to work" I say and wipe at my face.
"I don't want to see you hurting over that moron that doesn't deserve you" Minjae says, "you really need to stop insulting everyone" I say and pat his head.
He looks at me with sad eyes but then his alarm rings, he has to get ready and leave for work, I have to figure my life out.
"I'll make us something to eat and leave for work real quick" Minjae says leaves.
I return to his room to place the phone on the nightstand, "Minjae-ah, can I borrow something to wear?" I call and he calls back a loud, "sure"
I go through his wardrobe and immediately get discouraged.
Minjae's style is the opposite of mine, Daeshin keeps my wardrobe modest and limited, while Minjae wears what he wants.
I pick out a white turtleneck and a black pair of pants, by the time I'm done dressing, the smell of breakfast is already wafting into the room.
"Eat, eat and rest" he waves his hand and leaves to dress up for work.
When he returns, I am also done eating and ready to leave too, Minjae looks me up and down.
"You're going where?" he asks and I shrug, "going to get a job, I am sure I'll find something" I say and he winces.
"Seoha-ya, you have no idea how tough it is out there" he says and adjust his collar, a silent warning, the world hates unmarked and unclaimed omegas.
"I'll be fine" I reassure him with a smile.
Twenty-six hours later, I'm not fine.
I am drenched in sweat and standing with my fingers crossed in the elevator of the tenth building I would be walking into for the day.
My stomach is grumbling, legs shaking, scent patch starting to fail as bits of my scent seeps through with how much pressure I'm under.
No one wants me.
No one wants an omega…unless they have evil intentions as they size me up.
"Enter" the woman accompanying me says and opens the door for me to go through and I bow before I walk in.
Please. Please fate, be kind to me. I will never rob anyone in my life again.
The person in the executive chair lifts his eyes and my eyes meets deep brown eyes and an unimpressed look.
"Hello, Bambi, I was waiting" he says and leans back in his seat while my heart freezes in my chest.
Oh no, not again.