Bangchan

Bangchan was swirling his wine glass while listening to some investors talking.
He had gone to that cocktail party only because Heesun had pressured him to go, under the pretext that there would be good contacts, and he wasn't lying, there were, however everyone was talking about stupid things.

Bangchan raised his head as a peculiar smell reached his nostrils; it was a strange, different smell...
Fruity notes with jasmine and a hint of vanilla.
The scent of an Omega.
He had noticed that smell since he entered the place, however Heesun told him that he was wrong, the event was only for betas and alphas, it was impossible for there to be an omega in that place.
But Bangchan wasn't wrong, that smell was too obvious, and it was clear that no alpha smelled like strawberries with jasmine.
Although the smell wasn't exactly unpleasant, Bangchan was bothered by it. Omegas weren't exactly his type, so to get a break from that annoying smell and the boring situation he was in, he apologized and went out onto the terrace to smoke a cigarette.

He placed a cigarette between his lips and as soon as he exhaled a puff of smoke, he heard noises coming from behind a flowerpot.
He turned his head intrigued and his eyes rested on the small shoulders in front of him.