Minho / Minsung

Morning sunbeams penetrate the room, even through the tightly drawn curtains, forcing Jisung to pry his eyes open. He feels pain throughout his entire body, but surprisingly, it's almost pleasant. Han looks around. It doesn't immediately click for the omega that he isn't lying in his own bedroom. Beside him is not the warmth of his husband, but someone else's. Han slowly shifted his gaze to the still-sleeping stranger—he was lying on his stomach. Muscles rolled smoothly across a broad back, and a long dragon tattoo stretched from his strong shoulders down to his lower back. Those powerful arms look as if they break hundreds of human bones every day. Soft chestnut hair glints gently in the sun. Jisung quietly got out of bed and quickly pulled on his clothes. If his husband finds out, he'll skin him alive. His husband, Lee Jeongsu, is a businessman who inherited both the business and power from his father. He can't be called a professional; he was quite the slacker. On the other hand, he had aggression issues. Han hadn't married him for love, but because his parents had decided it for him back when he was eighteen.

His current husband had an important conference today, which Jisung was obligated to attend. Han kept his distance from Jeongsu, only occasionally trying to show affection for the sake of the public. —Jisung, my brother is coming here; I advise you to stay far away from him, — Jeongsu stated.

A few minutes later, a tall man appeared beside them. This alpha was the spitting image of the one the younger had slept with today. There was no doubt—it was him. Minho approached them, intentionally lingering his gaze on Jisung. He recognized him too. Fortunately, for once in his life, Jeongsu helped and saved Han's ass from embarrassment.

— Jisung, this is my... brother — Lee Minho, — He paused briefly, scanning the man with his eyes, —*** Minho, this is Jisung — my husband.***

After these words, Jeongsu wrapped his arm around the omega's waist and pulled him close. Han showed no initiative in response to the embrace, which made Minho smirk.

— Nice to meet you, little one.

The event had been going on for three hours now. Jeongsu had left for negotiations. Han breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on a sofa in the VIP area.