#xiaoooolishan

Yeosang took 2 steps on the stairs at once, speeding to the 3rd floor. He passed plenty of freshmen lingering on the stairs, the hallways and corners, chatting and drinking their night away. 

"Did you smell the pheromones of that alpha passing trough here a few minutes ago? It was crazy he must have gone into rut unexpectedly!" A girl exclaimed loudly to her friends which made Yeosang halt his steps.

"I'm sorry" he started, looking at the girls. "I overheard your conversation. You said there was an alpha in rut around here?" He asked.

"Yes! And his pheromones were incredibly strong." The blonde one answered, nodding her head. 

"What did he look like?"

"Hmm I'm not sure, he seemed to be in a rush. But he was tall with feline eyes."

"He was also dressed in all black!" The other one added.

Yeosang bowed to thank them then continued onward.

This is bad.

By the time he reached the 3rd floor there were barely anyone around.

Classroom 102... 102... there!

He ran down the hallway until seeing the number on the wall. No light was coming out from under the door, but it surely had to be this room. At least that's what the person on the phone said. He opened the door after taking a large breath then stepped inside.

What awaited him was worse than whatever he expected. The smell that hit him in the face was sweeter than everything he ever smelled, and it was so strong it brought tears to his eyes. He had to take a step back and steady himself grabbing the door handle from the inside, then he closed it shut.

"Holy mother of– Wooyoung!" He started but then spotted his friend laying on the ground between two rows of desks. He ran over hurriedly, squatting down and holding Wooyoung's head up. "Whatever happened here?!" He asked with outmost worry in his voice.

"Yeosangie!" Wooyoung's eyes lit up as he saw his best friend. He tried getting up but his body betrayed him.

Yeosang got up and opened all the windows in the room, then hurried back and tried picking Wooyoung up but to no avail. His body flopped around helplessly.

"What's with all these omega pheromones? Someone must have gone crazy to release them like this." Wooyoung laughed earning a confused look from his friend.

"What do you mean? Wooyoung, you went into heat." He replied and now it was Woo's turn to blink in surprise. 

"Don't joke around like that" he started "I don't have a secondary gender, it hasn't developed." He said and closed his eyes with exhaustion weighing them down.

Yeosang finally understood it. This was worse than what he thought it would be. A lot worse. In fact, this was the worst possible outcome in which Wooyoung's secondary gender could develop. A party full of youngsters, betas, omegas and alphas alike, all from the freshest class of the new intellectual generation of their society. They must all at least know of Wooyoung's identity, as he's the one and only son of the dominant alpha of the prominent Jung Group. If people get wind of this, that could permanently damage their reputation, or might even end the whole family.

Oooh this is bad, very bad!

"Wooyoung, give me your phone!" He demanded and Woo pointed on the floor where it lay.

Yeosang picket it up, and after unlocking went straight to the contacts, searching for the person Wooyoung told him to call in case of an insane crisis and as Yeosang evaluated this to be one. He tapped on the name and pressed the call button. He remembered Woo told him to wait till it rang out thrice, and that is when they'll pick it up.

"Good Evening, Young Master, how may I be of help to you?" The person on the other side of the phone spoke in a low, calm tone.

"Hi! Hello? Yes, well, we are in a bit of a crisis!"

"Who am I speaking to?"

"Wooyoung's... well the Young Masters friend, Yeosang!" Yeosang screamed into the phone eagerly as he watched Wooyoung slowly pass out in his arms. "We are here at Campus C of XX University, on the 3rd floor in room 102. Wooyoung seemed to have... passed out. But I cannot move him, it... it would cause a scandal. Please, get him out of here discretely!" He pleaded desperately.

There was a light whirring and clicking on the other side until the man spoke again.

"Why cannot you move him? Is he injured? Should I send an ambulance? Why would it cause a scandal?" The man asked several questions and Yeosang felt his sanity slipping away.

"It seems... his secondary gender might have developed." Yeosang said with a shy voice, biting his nails nervously.

The employee finally grasped the seriousness of the situation, as he seemed to tap away furiously on a keyboard and talk to someone out of Yeosang's reach to hear.

"Understood. The whole building will be cleared out in 15 minutes, hang in there until then. We've got your exact location. I notified nearby police forces to use them as incognito. The rescue team will also appear to be dressed as officers." He said commandingly, stating the plan. "If there's nothing more, I'll be hanging up."

"Sir, there's actually one more thing..."

"That being?"

"Please send a full team of Betas to the rescue." He spoke in the lowest voice possible, and he could have sworn he heard a ghasp on the other line.

"Thank you for the intel. We'll keep in touch."

As Yeosang put down the phone, he glanced at his friend sleeping in his arms, and he already heard the police sirens getting closer.

We are so fucked Woo.

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Yeosang spent approximately two and a half hours pacing back and front in front of Wooyoung's 4 meter tall bedroom door, until he was allowed inside. 

During the time he spent outside he was offered tea 4 times, tea cakes 3 times, breakfast 2 times, and a place to sit 8 times. He lost count of the side eyes he received that day and it was only 5 in the morning. The worst of all was that all the employees refused to talk to him, and as a reasonable mention in the list of bad things, his atrocious party attire that made him feel incredibly out of place at such a mansion. He didn't even need to battle staying awake like the guards, as his nervousness kept his eyes wide open.

It was almost 6 when the nurses hurried out of the room and down the long corridor with white marble tiles and similar tapestry. He didn't even have a chance to speak to them, as they were long gone even before he opened his mouth. Seconds later, 3 men dressed in tuxedos arrived and stood in front of the door. The tall one in the middle turned to Yeosang, bowed his head and extended his hand for introductions.

"Good Morning Sir. You must be Mr. Kang Yeosang, the one who called called us" he spoke, the voice eerily familiar. "My name is Jeong Yunho, I'm the head of the Young Master's safety team."

Yeosang bowed hurriedly and shook the hand in a crazy form.

"Sorry for my informal speaking sir, but I must know if everything is alright with Wooyoung? Is he injured, is he sick? How is his condition? Did you find anything extreme during the monitoring?" He blurted out several questions, and the man smiled.

"I'm afraid that is classified information for now."

"Please sir! I must know!" Yeosang begged and even fell on his knees. The two bodyguard behind Yunho stepped forward with hands on their side, probably read to take their guns out but Yunho signaled them to back off. He stepped closer and held out a hand to raise Yeosang from the floor. After little consideration, he smiled again and spoke.

"You may follow me inside" he said, and signaled all the guards around for standby while they entered trough the enormous door.

Once inside, they arrived onto a small corridor, not directly into a large bedroom area. It seemed more like they just entered another luxurious apartment inside the huge villa. Yunho carefully watched as the door closed and the electronic key system clicked in place signaling no one from outside could enter without a passcode. When he was sure they were alone, he let out a huge sigh, ran a hand trough his perfectly gelled back hair and loosened his tie, all to Yeosang's surprise.

"Man! I was so nervous trying to keep my composure!" He said between two heavy breaths. "This job is fucking tough."

He only came to halt his behavior when he noticed Yeosang glancing at him dumbfounded, with eyes the size of two plates and mouth agape.

"Oh shit sorry, I didn't mean to startle you" Yunho begun with worry between his brows. "I'm actually new at the job, that's why I didn't recognize your voice yesterday even though we have an 8 year database of everything about you, all your phone calls to us recorded and shit. Oh I actually wasn't supposed to tell you that. It's my first big assignment like this. I was chosen because I'm a similar age as the Young Master but my GOD this is taking a toll on my mental health" he blurted out all kinds of things and Yeosang could do nothing but smile dumbly.

"It's okay man. It's actually nice to see someone like yourself on Wooyoung's side, rather than someone strict and apathetic. You seem nice." Yeosang told him, with the most reassuring smile he could conjure. "But about Woo..."

"Ah yes! Thank you once again for being so discreet about the situation. As I'm the head of his unit it will be a must that I know of his... circumstances but if word got out even between the employees... all in all the more people know the less it is a secret and the harder it is for Jung Group to keep face."

"Understandable. It would be a scandal of unimaginable size."

"Exactly. Regarding his condition–" Yunho started then spaced off into nothing for a second. "You were right. New results came back, his secondary gender did develop last night. Unfortunately, he bloomed to be an Omega." He stated with visible worry on his face.

"But how is that possible? Isn't his father a Dominant Alpha? Isn't it almost impossible to not be a Dominant Alpha if one of your parent's is one?" Yeosang asked back, stressed.

"Maybe he won the genetic lottery, maybe he lost it." Yunho replied looking at details in his tablet. "But we found something else too. After they were done cleaning him up and giving him the necessary medications, while they were doing some tests on his blood they found out that his first heat wasn't induced by raw Alpha pheromones."

"What?"

"They found traces of an unidentified party drug in his system. Running tests on it revealed the components of the drug were similar to those of medical heat inducing pills, but it was somehow modified, making it a threat even amongst party drugs." Yunho stated, and Yeosang gasped, clasping a hand over his mouth.

"Shit" Yeosang muttered.

"I know. I already ordered our men to thoroughly investigate the matter. I fret this might be a bigger case than what we would expect."

Yeosang nodded and glanced inside the room. Yunho watched him smiling.

"I'll let you stay until he wakes up. I'm just glad he has a friend like you" he said, and Yeosang nodded tiredly. 

Once Yunho left the room he stride further  inside until he saw the huge bed in the middle. The room was designed in monochrome colors, and instead of feeling homey it rather felt like a hotel room. There was not even a single ounce of personal stuff, which was just sad in his opinion. Wooyoung lay on his side on the bed, the covers up to his ears. Yeosang smiled. He was adorable. They have been friends since early childhood. Wooyoung was there for him when his results came back as he was announced beta. He knew what this meant. That everyone instantly lost interest in him. It was always about alphas and omegas and fated mates and heat cycles, nobody seemed to even notice betas. For a while he was furious. He had no chance of changing this, no matter how hard he worked or how good his grades were or how handsome he was, at the end of the day he was just a beta. He was sure as hell he will be alone for the longest while between all of these kids, until one day Wooyoung showed up. He was a vision. A vibrant star. He entranced everyone with his smile, style, thee way he spoke, everything about him was just perfect. Most people wanted to befriend Wooyoung because of his upbringing but all of them seemed to have failed once he set his eyes on Yeosang. From then on, they were inseparable, best friends forever - they used to say. But Yeosang felt a change coming. Vivid images of earlier today popped into his mind, holding Wooyoung in his arms, his face contorted, the smell of those sweet pheromones he could almost feel on the tip of his tongue... Yeosang snapped back to reality when he heard a whine from Wooyoung as he moved around the covers.

Oh right. It was still Wooyoung after all, no matter that he developed his secondary gender, no matter that he is an omega, it was still Wooyoung, his Wooyoung, his best friend.

"'Sangie?" 

Yeosang shook his head to rid it of unnecessary thoughts and hurried over to his friend.

"What are you doing here?" Wooyoung's voice was weak and hoarse, eyes blinking sluggishly as he yawned.

"I was worried about you." Yeosang stated matter of factly.

"Why would you... oh."

They smiled at each other then Yeosang shrugged off his shoes to climb on top of the bed. It wasn't the first time he slept over. 

However there was a time Wooyoung also tried to sleep at Yeosang's place but failed miserably when his father's bodyguards came over to pick him up. It was the talk of the town for a long while. To be honest their friendship had always raised the voice of others. Wooyoung was from one of the most prominent families, it was a wonder itself why he didn't go to a private school and "mingled" with "commoners", all the whilst Yeosang was the child of a single mom who was divorced due to the father's domestic abuse. Not to mention both of them were mere betas. 

Wooyoung never cared about these things. Status and money meant nothing to him, even less did the secondary gender attributes. He didn't believe in their validity. More like he didn't want to believe in it. He refused to acknowledge the fact that that one word scribbled onto a paper could control so many people and make them do those evil and wicked things he heard so much about even though they tried to shelter him since a young age. He refused to believe so called "instinct" would be able to control him. Flashbacks of the party flooded his mind from time to time making him realize that he was wrong. 

Yeosang felt Wooyoung scoot closer to him as they both laid on the bed now. Woo under the covers, Yeosang next to him just on the bed. He didn't want to dirty Wooyoung's sheets by climbing into them in used clothes. 

Wooyoung let out a huge sigh to which Yeosang hummed in response with a questioning tone. 

"This sucks ass" Woo cursed.

"What do you mean?"

"Omega?" Wooyoung continued, his tone dripping with disgust. 

"Wooyoung..."

"Don't try to console me. All of this everything about it just sucks." He said turning his back towards his friend. 

"You should have known once it would come to time you developed your secondary gender. It just had to happen at such an annoying time and place."

"You don't know shit about that." Wooyoung snapped back. "Your evaluation was done at 12 at school in a calm and controlled setting, and you got it back right away and then grew up calmly knowing you are just a beta." 

Yeosang's eyes widened. Wooyoung never spoke to him like this before. Never. It was as if he was a whole different person. He almost couldn't recognize him from this angle. He tried to remain calm, making his facial expression his voice as stoic as he could, even if Wooyoung didn't see him.

"I know how you feel." He said slowly to not make Wooyoung angry but that was a lost cause.

"What the fuck do you mean by asking that?" He turned around and sat up, raising his voice. "You didn't come from a family of dominant alphas and then developed into the most pathetic of all, a useless omega, you didn't go your whole life enjoying being undeveloped as it made you fucking free. You didn't get fucked in a university freshman party on the floor in the middle of a classroom by a fucking guy." He hissed.

Yeosang was dumbfounded. Pink dusted his cheeks from shame and embarrassment. It took a while until Wooyoung realized what he just said. His eyes went big and he slapped his own mouth.  

"I mean I..." he stuttered, but Yeosang grabbed his wrist. 

"You don't have to hide that from me. We are best friends after all. And also, at the end of the day it was me who went there and collected you from the floor in that classroom."

"You did?" Woo asked surprised. "I though it was the GPS tracker, that they found me, dad's people..."

Yeosang shook his head.

"Don't worry Young'ah, whatever happened there stays between us. And you can't continue being ashamed of things you obviously can't change anymore."

His words were so reassuring that they felt unnecessary and even intimidating so just as how Wooyoung was, he tried to change the topic by joking around. 

"You're such a great friend 'Sangie!" He jumped into his arms and hugged his best friend, who reluctantly after what Woo had just said a few seconds ago, but hugged back.

Right. They were best friends.

"Enough with this when did you become such a softie that you're casually just hugging me?"

"Just now." Wooyoung smiled at him.

Yeosang tossed Wooyoung's arms down from his body and stood up.

"What?"

"Take a shower. You stink." Yeosang exclaimed pointing at him.

Wooyoung smelled his armpits and recoiled in disgust. 

"What the fuck" he stood up with knees still a little weak and wobbled over to Yeosang.

"What do you want?" 

"Wash me" Wooyoung smiled at him with a shit eating grin because he knew Yeosang would never say no to that. 

Even tough he rolled his eyes, Yeosang still agreed and helped his friend into the en-suite bathroom. This wasn't the first time they showered together or saw each other naked. Many times before, Woo took a shower at his house after or before a party while he was getting ready in front of the mirror, or they occasionally walked in on each other being in bed with someone, of course doing the deed. It was nothing new to them, really. However once Woo took off his clothes and was about to step into the shower he stopped, eyeing the floor. Yeosang stood behind him with a sponge in his hand and one of his brows raised in a questioning mater. 

"Woo?"

"'Sang... just leave. I will do it myself instead" he spoke quietly and closed the shower door behind himself without turning his face towards the other. 

Yeosang gulped and put down the sponge from his hand. He walked out awkwardly as the water started running, without even saying hi and packed his stuff, but when he raised his head he was faced with the presence of an uncomfortable person. 

"Mr. Jung!"

Things were indeed changing.