× our little secret

@yangyang ₂ A soft purr leaves Yangyang's lips at the tight hold around his waist, once again melting into that feeling of familiarity, warmth, and comfort that his twin provided without fail. He was probably too high on his own heat to think straight, but he clearly had no problem letting the other nuzzle him so intimately, tickling his neck with his hair, breath so close to his skin. For a moment, he had even forgotten they were still out in the hallway until the bell rung, the sound so amplified in his sensitive ears that it echoed inside his head almost painfully.

He pressed his head up against Yang's chest as they started to move again, trying to block out the shrill noise of the school bell as much as he could. Again he's whining, his senses suddenly so clear and yet so fragile that even the slightest stimulation would probably set his body on fire, if it already didn't feel that way.

"You smell nice," he comments out of the blue the moment they turned into another hallway. Yangyang wasn't aware of what exactly he was doing, but he found an odd comfort in running his fingers down the side of the alpha's neck, enjoying the colder feel of his skin under his heated fingertips. "Won't we be late for class?" the omega still manages to ask despite the heat instinct trying to take over him, somehow more worried about missing a lecture than his current situation.

"Can you stay with me, please? When we get there? Don't leave me," comes another pitiful whine from the omega just as they arrived at the open doors of the infirmary, the scent of his heat clouding the smaller room almost immediately.

@yangyang *kun™ How had Yang not notice the overwhelming scent his younger twin was releasing was beyond him. However, the moment Yangyang latched himself onto the elder, a brick wall of something sweet assaulted his nose, almost pulling a growl from his throat. He wrapped his arms around his brother’s waist, tight and secure, protective and very much possessive.

“Have you always smelled so good?” The words slipped from his lips before they processed in his brain, squeezing Yangyang to his chest as he nuzzles the boy’s neck. The mating gland suddenly seemed so tempting to Yang, nodding the spot as he breathed in deeply, intoxicated by the strong smell belonging to the omega. His canines were poking at his bottom lip uncomfortably, coveting to just sink into the tender flesh of Yangyang’s neck and claiming him as his own.

Yang’s mind was fuzzy, unaware of his surroundings anymore. They were still in the hallway, with the risk of being caught, but the elder was getting drunk on his brother’s scent. He wanted nothing more than to devour the omega right here, right now, right on the floor of the school’s hallway — everyone else be damned.

The sudden ringing of the school bell shattered Yang’s haze and he snapped out from his reverie, quickly pulling back from Yangyang and almost stumbling. Though he was quick to catch his twin once more when the latter couldn’t hold himself up, cooing softly. “We better get going,” muttered Yang, mostly to himself, as he carried his baby brother to the infirmary once more.

@yangyang ₂ The omega whined softly, hesitation evident in the way he refused to move from his spot. His body was starting to feel heavy, wanting nothing more than to curl up in his room and nest peacefully in his bed. At that point, he could probably feel just as comfortable if he were to lie down on the floor righg now, but he supposed that would be quite a sight to see on campus.

"Okay," he breathed out, trying to steady himself by grabbing the older's arm, "I guess that's fine." Despite the skepticism in his voice, Yangyang let's his brother lead him again, though he quickly finds his legs wanting to give up on him a few steps later.

"Carry me," he whined, voice soft and gentle, probably exhausted. In fact, he didn't even wait for an answer before he was jumping into the alpha's embrace, arms around his neck.

Yang smelled so incredibly comforting to him, not too overwhelming unlike the strange alpha that had approached him earlier. It prompted the omega to snuggle closer, face buried in the crook of his neck, aimlessly nuzzling at the older's jugular and down to his scent gland, where his nose was comfortable the most. He says nothing about it when he finds it, although Yangyang couldn't help but shyly at the spot like a kitten, trying to explore the current feelings he had that he didn't quite understand.

@yangyang *kun™ yangyang looked visibly dazed, the only explanation being the heat was getting to his head by now. if yang doesn't hurry, he would find himself with a very needy omega in pain. the elder wasn't sure which one was scarier; the omega in pain part or a needy omega part.

"yeah, that's all," confirmed yang in a rush. "they're just pills, you only need to take one. they should kick in after a few minutes. it won't take too long." he nuzzled his brother's nose, bumping them together in hopes of comforting the younger. "you will feel this much discomfort and pain during your heats, but the suppressants help to tone them down. you won't feel a thing after taking them and they start responding."

even as he explained all of this to yangyang, he didn't force the omega to move. he just stood there, allowing his twin brother to relish in his presence as he combed his fingers through the latter's hair. he was patient, waiting for his younger brother to give him the green light before leading him to the infirmary; he didn't want to upset his little brother anymore than he should.

"shall we go to the infirmary now then?" yang asked as he pressed a kiss to the omega's forehead.

@yangyang ₂ The omega stood there, half-dazed at that point despite the older trying his best to explain the situation to him, and yet all his words went through one ear and out the other. Yangyang's eyes were glazed over, a little darker than usual as he looked up at his brother's oddly faded figure, as if his vision had fogged up though he was clearly still awake and standing.

"Is that all?" he asks, still quite apprehensive, his guard still up just in case the other decided to start dragging him again immediately. "Suppressants," the omega repeated, sighing softly as he felt his legs turning to jelly, close to giving out. He would collapse right then and there, but he was too afraid to move in fear he would trigger something and make it even worse. "How long does it take?" Yangyang soon asks, taking small steps closer to his twin despite the weird feeling of omega instincts plaguing his muscles with unbearable heat.

"Does it usually hurt like this too?" Admittedly, Yangyang was suffering, although silently. He didn't like worrying other people, yet here he was doing the opposite. He was literally overheating, but despite the burning heat in his bones, the hoodie that draped over his whole frame was still comforting, filled with the scent of a familiar alpha.

@yangyang *kun™ the weight dragging behind him was prominent, but yang chose ignorance as he continued to drag the younger behind him. finally though, yangyang proved too stubborn to move, so the elder turned around to face him. his gaze softened as they took in the panicked expression on the omega's face, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he held his brother's shoulders gently.

"baby," started yang, the endearment slipping from his lips going unnoticed. "heat is a normal cycle that omegas go through. typically, they are more ually hyper during this period, as they're ready to mate. symptoms include nesting in which they would comfort themselves by drowning in the scent of the person they love or trust, and discomfort and heat of the body. do you feel excessively hot right now?"

even as he asked, he reached forward to touch yangyang's forehead, frowning at the temperature. the younger was obviously not this hot just this morning. he cursed under his breath; the heat was coming on fast.

"the school nurse should have heat suppressants. they'll help make the heat bearable. if you don't take them, you'll have to go through a week of agony, your body too feverish to handle." he paused briefly, biting his lower lip. "there are cases where, if left unattended, an omega in heat /could/ die."

he shook his head quickly, adding, "but that won't happen to you, okay? come on, baby. we'll grab the heat suppressants from the nurse then get back to class."

yang refused to explain one other method in quelling an omega's heat - there was no way he would allow anyone to touch his younger brother in such inappropriate manners.

@yangyang ₂ Yangyang held his breath as the stranger moved closer to him, lips quivering from a growl that wouldn't leave his mouth no matter how badly he wanted to react. Fortunately for him, his brother came back just in time, a pleasant warmth spreading throughout his chest just at the thought of the older protecting him like that. The omega in him reacted first, and the moment the other student was threatened to leave, he leaned forward to nuzzle his face into his twin's side. However, the comfortable was short-lived, and soon enough Yangyang felt confusion take over him as his brother insisted on bringing him to the infirmary.

"Heat? What do you mean? What's happening?" Yangyang tugged at the other's grip on instinct, a little afraid of what the other was telling him. He had definitely heard of heats before, and he was quite content with not knowing what they felt like until this moment, now experiencing the infamous cause of almost every omega's breakdown during the mating season. And the thought of all that pain happening to him made him panic, the anxiety rising to his throat like bile, burning at his lungs as if he had just inhaled cinnamon powder.

"Why do we need to go there? Is it really necessary?" he finally asks out of fear, managing to stop them both by holding his brother back with his weight, his body now aching slightly. "What's the school nurse going to do to me? I don't want to go," Yangyang whined, feeling hot tears prickle at his eyes although they never stream down his cheeks. "Ge, please," he tries once more, sounding a little more desperate now even at the slightest tug, shaking his head as he refused to budge from his current spot. If it had to come to drastic measures, he would even curl up on the floor if it meant he wouldn't have to step foot in that clinic for a reason he didn't understand.

@yangyang *kun™ Yang nodded in acknowledgement, and on his way jogging out of the classroom, he called after Yangyang. “I’ll be back in a minute!”

The nearest vending machine was down the hallway near the stairs. Their classroom was only the second room to the stairs, though one classroom was pretty big, so the distance could still be felt. An unexplainable anxiety riddled Yang’s mind as he left his younger brother alone, nerves prompting his legs shifting beneath him as he waited for the snacks he pressed to fall out.

There was something different about Yangyang today, a different air to the omega. The alpha could sense it — the sudden urge to be covered in his elder brother’s scent, the feeling of security he seek, and the sweet smell his twin brother exuded when Yang leaned closer. It wasn’t until much consideration did realisation dawn on the alpha, cursing loudly as he snatched the bags of snacks from the flap and rushed back to the classroom.

The scent of an alpha flooded his senses first, sending a growl tumbling from his lips as he entered into the classroom. Eyes landing on the stranger towering beside his baby brother, Yang stomped towards the former before slotting himself between his twin and the student, very unkindly shoving the other back. Yang made a point to cover Yangyang from the other alpha’s view, his eyes squinted as he stared the latter down, gaze cold and dangerous.

“Sorry, but my brother and I are busy right now. Please leave us alone,” explained Yang monotonously, red brightening his orbs as he pinned the alpha down with his glare.

Before the alpha could cause a scene, Yang turned back to Yangyang and held his elbow, fingers gentle when they wrapped around the younger. “Come on, Yangyang. Grab your stuff, we’re going to the infirmary.”

He reached over to pick up his bag, waiting for the omega to pack up his own stuff before coaxing him to stand up, guiding him out of the classroom.

“You’re having your heat, Yangyang,” elaborated the elder once they were out of the classroom, making their way to the infirmary. “I think it’s just starting to settle in. We might still be able to quell it.” Hopefully, if they reached the infirmary soon.

@yangyang ₂ Often times, either from sheer eagerness or focus, Yangyang had quite the tendency to forget to eat, the inability to feed himself on time causing him to weigh a little less than his older twin. Perhaps it was one of the reasons why the alpha had always been so protective of him. Understandably, though, as he was the living definition of a poor little thing. Scrawny and weak, resorting to intimidation in an effort to protect himself from the other wolves that orbited him in the campus.

"That would be nice, get me something sweet," he calls out after his brother, a bit hesitant to let the other go by himself knowing he would be alone in the classroom for a few minutes or so. Though he would have liked to convince himself that everything would be fine. After all, they were half an hour earlier than every other student was. Surely no one else besides them, and maybe a few quiet bookworms and honor students, would sit in a boring classroom when the bell hasn't even rung.

He watched Yang sprint out the door, leaving it ajar slightly as he left. He squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, thighs pressed tightly together at the heat that was forming in the pit of his stomach. Yangyang had simply brushed off the feeling for weather sickness, pulling off his hood thinking it would help alleviate the sweaty warmth that seemed to attack him waist down, slowly making its way up his spine and leaving behind the sensation of cold sweat. It felt weird and annoying, so distracting that he couldn't even bring himself to write on his notebook or look up when some other person that isn't his brother suddenly approaches him.

He immediately inhales the overwhelming scent of an unknown alpha, probably older by a few years, definitely from the senior building, if the glimpse he caught of his uniform badge was any indication of that. Yangyang growled softly at him in warning, but the sound in his throat quickly fades into a pathetic whimper when the other stares at him so intently, and if he had a tail out right now, it would probably be between his legs, shaking in fear. The omega doesn't entertain the stranger much, only providing answers if it meant the alpha wouldn't touch him inappropriately. It was getting increasingly discomforting just to sit there, and be could only hope that Yang would come back soon enough to protect him.

@yangyang *kun™ Yang waited for the other to explain better, keeping silent as he collected his stationeries and books before dumping them into his bag. He almost crushed the water bottle he picked up when he heard what other alphas had been doing while Yangyang was not under his supervision, quickly catching himself from growling. Frowning worriedly at his twin brother, the elder sighed as he walked over, cupping the omega’s face before nuzzling his nose. “I’m glad they stopped bothering you, or else I would’ve made them stop myself. They have no right to touch you- you’re mine, and mine /only/.”

There was just the slight hint of possessiveness slipping into his voice, hugging the younger as he nuzzled his neck, rubbing more of his scent on the other. He chuckled at the younger’s joke and allowed himself to be dragged, not putting up a fight — though, he was still amused by the slight struggle Yangyang had in dragging him. In the end, they made it to the school anyway.

Yang squinted at the stares thrown their way, an arm around the omega as he pulled him closer to his side, baring his teeth at the students who were looking at them. Protectiveness presented itself in his want to shield his younger brother from all the staring; possessiveness rose from his need to keep away potential suitors who were eyeing the omega by his side. No way in hell was he going to let them get their hands on his younger brother.

“Yeah, sure, let’s go,” murmured Yang as he steered them away from the crowd, hiding Yangyang from being seen as they entered the building. They quickly reached their classroom which was expectantly empty, taking their seats beside each other in the middle of the room. The elder didn’t like to sit at the front where the teachers could see him clearly, and the younger didn’t like to sit at the back where he couldn’t concentrate on what the teacher was teaching; so they opted for the middle ground, satisfying both their needs.

“Do you want to grab something for breakfast first?” Yang asked as they set their bags down. “We haven’t had our breakfast yet, frankly.” He chuckled, remembering they had left in a hurry. “I can go to the nearest vending machine and grab us some snacks to fill up?”

@yangyang ₂ The omega quietly fidgeted into his jeans before padding over to their shared desk, neatly placing his textbook and notes right into his bag, subsequently tucking a pen inside his left pocket. He hummed in response to his twin brother's question, also unsure of why he felt the way he did. "I don't know," he replied, shrugging his shoulders as he turned to face him, a comb now tangled in his damp hair, "I just do."

Yangyang allowed himself to become silent, pondering deeply and not knowing that the other was still waiting for a better answer. "It's comforting," he starts off again, pulling slightly at the knitted laces that poked out of his hood. "You smell like safety. Makes me feel all warm inside. Plus, most of the other alphas don't approach me anymore. Frankly, I've gotten sick of them groping me." Yang probably didn't know every single thing that happened to him whenever he wasn't around, but the omega had always decided against telling him in fear he would get extremely upset and start a fight. And really, that was the last thing he wanted his brother to be doing.

"Let's go then? I don't want to risk spending time in detention today," Yangyang joked, waiting until his twin had fixed himself up completely before happily grabbing onto his arm and, quite literally, dragging him out of the room with what little strength his omega body would allow him. The older was a bit difficult to deal with so early in the morning, but he didn't mind that at all, mostly because he knows that he would rather be at home than anywhere else without his beloved brother.

Eventually, though, they manage to arrive at school on time. Students were still loitering outside and the bell had almost half an hour left until its ringing schedule. The moment they stepped onto campus, the stares began to intensify around them, and Yangyang found himself slowly sinking into the hoodie he wore, wondering what he was getting so much unwanted attention for. "Can we head to class early, please? I bet they're still empty. I just don't like it out here."

@yangyang *kun™ Even as Yang got himself dried and had the towel wrapped around his waist for some semblance of decency, he couldn’t help but to be distracted by the slim omega as he waltzed out of their bathroom in his full glory. He watched the way those hips swayed, totally not eyeing his twin’s behind longer than necessary. He blinked when he realised what he was doing and quickly shook his head, pushing down the desire that was already brewing within his stomach, pointedly ignoring the suspicious stir of .

Yang quirked a brow at Yangyang’s request, amusement clear in the slight upward tilt of his lips as he imeagined the younger in the outfit. Needless to say, there was no need for him to respond because his twin was already putting the outfit on, resulting in a huff being strung out from his throat. Walking to their closet, he pulled out an underwear to slip on before untying the towel from his waist, rummaging for more clothes.

“Wear whatever you want, baby. Either way, you look good in anything.” And nothing at all.

Yang blinked at that sudden thought process, and realised he had also just called his own baby brother ‘baby’. However, as he considered the fact the other was in fact practically like a baby, he didn’t feel as bad, or guilty. Shaking the thought away, he put on a shirt and jeans before waiting for Yangyang to be dressed too.

“You’re really feeling like smelling a lot like me, aren’t you?” Yang asked in intrigue, quirking a brow as he checked the omega out. There was an odd feeling settling in his chest, something like contentment and fondness. Both very familiar emotions, yet something felt different at that moment. “Might I ask why the sudden mood for it?”

@yangyang ₂ Yangyang dabbed himself dry once he stepped out of the shower, humming softly to himself in content as he waltzed back into their bedroom shamelessly without thinking of wrapping the towel around his bare lower half. It's not like it mattered, really. Him and Yang were extremely close anyway so there was no need to feep intimidated until he found his brother staring at him so intently. At first came the slight pang of suspicion, followed by that naive innocence that always kicked in before his rational sense could even have a chance at surfacing.

"Can I wear this today, please?" Yangyang begged, hugging an oversized light blue hoodie in his arms, one that definitely belonged to his older twin. It was fresh from the laundry and smelled like flowers and summer grass, although it still predominantly smelled of the alpha's scent amongst everything else. He stood there, puppy-eyeing Yang and pouting even though he probably already knew that the other wouldn't say no to him. Either way, Yangyang wasn't going to take no for an answer, and if he had to whine a little more, then so be it.

"I want to smell like you," the omega hummed, not waiting for an answer anyway as he was already halfway into the hoodie, the edges falling right at his thighs because of the length. Yangyang finishes dressing up the fastest, too energetic for his own good, bouncing at his heels out of unknown excitement. He had no idea what he was being si giddy for. Perhaps it was Yang's alpha scent that was starting to make him feel pleasantly high.

@yangyang *kun™ Yang preened and allowed Yangyang to wash his hair for him, laughing internally when the younger tip-toed to spread the shampoo better. Worried that he might slip, he kept his arms around his twin’s waist, closing his eyes so the shampoo wouldn’t slide into them. He silently enjoyed the innocent and peaceful moment.

Though Yangyang’s statement was nothing short of pure and beguiling, it still sent his belly tumbling. It definitely filled him with pride to have Yangyang smelling a lot like him, it would keep the alphas away from his gullible twin. He wouldn’t want anyone to come too close to his brother — the omega was /his/.

Before he could dwell on the thought, his nose wrinkled at the dab of shampoo placed on it, huffing in disbelief. “Childish,” mused Yang, though he also playfully made an act of wanting to bite Yangyang, just nibbling at the omega’s shoulder as a payback. Even through the strong smell of his shampoo, he could taste his brother’s sweet scent on his tongue, strong and fresh in his nose that he almost salivated.

“Okay, I think we’re done,” decided Yang once the shampoo was washed off, turning off the shower head and grabbing for their towels. He dried Yangyang’s hair first, soon resting the fabric around his neck before reaching for his own towel and drying his hair. “Let’s get dressed,” mused Yang and opening the shower door, letting yangyang exit first before following behind him.

@yangyang ₂ The rush of water over Yangyang's skin was soothing, the sensation of his twin's fingers gently massaging his scalp only adding more to the wonderful feeling. If he were to stand there any longer, he would probaby become lethargic. And for someone who was trying to get to class on time, lethargy was the last thing he wanted to worry about after leaving the shower. He stood there obediently as his brother washed away the remaining clouds of soap from his hair, the dark brown strands sticking to his forehead like wet rice paper.

He looks up at Yang from the little gaps between his bangs, eyes just as sparkly despite the obstruction. Although he would have liked this shower session to go even faster, he was unfortunately getting distracted with every second he spent there. And of course, he couldn't exactly resist his brother's offer either. Before the rational part of his brain could speak to him, Yangyang was already reaching for the shampoo bottle, pouring a generous amount onto his twin's damp crown and repaying the gesture.

It's always a mess when he does it, and the height difference between them wasn't even that great, so he was wondering what the hell he was even tiptoeing for when he could reach him just fine. "Isn't it nice? Now I smell a lot like you! I wonder if anyone can tell us apart once we get to school," Yangyang mused, his tone innocent and laced with childish excitement. He hurriedly but gently washes the alpha's crown of soap bubbles off, but not before leaving a dollop of it on the tip of his nose.

@yangyang *kun™ Yang wasn’t expecting to be attacked by his precious little twin brother Yangyang’s puppy eyes so early in the morning, and realising the shampoo was his own only made an odd heat to settle upon his cheeks and left simmering deep in his gut. He cleared his throat, perhaps a tad too loud than supposed to, and took the shampoo from Yangyang, idly nodding at the reminder. “Don’t worry your pretty little head over it, Yangyang. We’ll get to school in time.”

With that, he firmly held Yangyang’s shoulders and spun him around, easily catching him once the younger had his back to him and making sure the turn didn’t make the latter fall. Nodding in approval, he popped the shampoo open and drizzled a good amount onto Yangyang’s hair, setting it to the side before starting to wash his twin’s hair. His fingers were gentle as they massaged the omega’s scalp, spreading the shampoo across his head and coating every strand with foam.

“Okay, now close your eyes,” announced Yang his completion, guiding Yangyang under the shower head and lightly tipping the latter’s head forward so to wash off the shampoo. He slowly turned Yangyang back around to face him, nuzzling his brother’s nose with a smile. “You want to help me wash my hair too?”

@yangyang ₂ Grabbing his own brush, Yangyang busied himself with checking his teeth in the mirror, letting his older twin hop right into the shower first while he finished up with his basic morning routine. Only when he heard Yang tell him to come in did he move from his spot, stripping off his clothes rather sluggishly before hopping into the shower with him.

"Wash my hair?" the omega hummed, puppy-eyeing his twin as he handed the other a bottle of shampoo, specifically the alpha's, because although he didn't want to admit, he actually preferred to smell like the other. The scent was much more pleasant, and was pretty good at keeping other alphas at bay while he was in school.

"Let's try not to shower too long, okay?" Yangyang reminded, remembering the last time they had showered together and got a little too carried away because his brother wouldn't let him leave just yet.

@yangyang *kun™ watching yangyang waddling to him was like watching a penguin, and it was a cute image that made yang grin like a fool. he hugged yangyang tightly as they approached the bathroom — by some miracle, they managed to not tangle their legs and trip themselves along the way. it's probably a twin thing.

yang couldn't help the whine of protest that fell from his lips when yangyang pulled away, the wolf in him already missing the familiar scent and /comfort/ even though the omega was just in front of him. although, the affectionate cheek rub and hair ruffle had the alpha going lax, basking in the small affection. it made him want to fall back asleep.

however, before he could, he felt water splashed onto his face, and it was /cold/. if he hadn't been awake before, he definitely was now as his eyes flew open. he mumbled something grumpily under his breath, but forced himself to grab his toothbrush and squeeze some toothpaste on it, making quick work of brushing his teeth.

"i'll dive in first," mused yang as he took off his clothes, picking them up and placing them on the counter before hopping in to the shower. he the tap and screamed in surprise at the temperature, quickly adjusting it so it was warm. he turned to yangyang. "okay, you can come in now!"

@yangyang ₂ Huffing softly as he swung his legs off the bed, Yangyang couldn't help but waddle into the other's arms as soon as he stood up. Admittedly, he was also rather sleepy at that hour, but he had more determination to get to school on time and hopefully not have to stand in front of his class and explain why he was late. He wouldn't even know what to say then.

"Let's go then," he mumbled against the alpha's shoulder, whining softly as he dragged him along, trudging to the bathroom tiredly before they would both collapse on the floor. The air was cold so it thankfully kept Yangyang a little more awake, but with the way his twin was smothering him in his embrace, he knew he was going to end up going lax once more if he didn't pull away.

"Just for a moment, Yang. Please?" He pries the alpha's hands from his body, turning to face him and press his cheeks together in an attempt to wake him even more. "Are you even awake enough to shower?" the omega asks, raising a brow in amusement as he ruffled the alpha's hair, letting the water from the sink run over his fingers so he could flick them at the other's face playfully.

@yangyang *kun™ yang merely hummed absentmindedly, easily slipping back into unconsciousness while hugging yangyang like a koala to its eucalyptus tree.

he knew five minutes was short, and was ready to ask to sleep longer. however, hearing the younger's invitation, he couldn't help but to crack an eye open. albeit drowsy, there was a glint of excitement in umber as he quizzed, "you promise?"

almost in an instant, yang detached himself from his twin and rolled right off the bed. it was ungraceful, yet the nonchalant way he just got onto his knees then slowly standing up made it seem as if he was nothing but elegance. he rubbed his eyes, as if it could rid his exhaustion, then smiled lazily at yangyang and making grabby hands, wanting to cling onto his younger brother again.

"i'm up!" he announced, looking very proud of himself for the small feat as he waited for yangyang to get off their bed too. "let's go take a bath, you promised." there was a pout on his lips, still a bit sleepy to bother about being his cocky and confident alpha self. he's always a softie in the morning.

@yangyang ₂ Mornings were always a difficult thing to get used to especially for someone who lacked proper hours of sleep. Yangyang knew they were both like that, but unlike the older, he was running on worry and responsibility, unable to rest until he does what he needs to. This is exactly what prompts him to immediately stir from the sound of the alarm, taking a deep breath and letting the alpha's scent fill his nose and wake him up further. However, it seemed as though his brother was still unwilling to get up, nuzzling him in an attempt to doze off once more. But Yangyang shook his head, whining softly as he raised a hand to the older's hair, "I-... five more minutes, okay? Then we have to get ready or we'll be late. I don't... exactly like it when the class stares at me whenever I miss the first bell."

Despite his words, Yangyang makes no move to push the other way nor does he untangle his legs from the older's. He stays there, now fully awake but willingly acting as a pillow for his brother, not wanting to disturb him from the remaining minutes of sleep he had given him. Eventually, even if he wanted to stay in bed longer, Yangyang had to attempt and drag the older off of their shared bed for the sake of getting ready and reaching their classes on time.

"Come on, I'll let you shower with me again if you wake up right this instant," Yangyang tries to convince him, hoping the invitation would be enough to coax the older to finally open his eyes properly. It was always a slow morning routine, but Yangyang was patient enough to wait for his brother, because no matter how slow he could be sometimes, he didn't like going anywhere doing anything without him.

@yangyang *kun™ Yang enjoyed the closeness between them, the consistent nuzzling from Yangyang as he tried to press more against him, even when there was barely any distance left between them. It filled his heart with pride knowing how much his presence affected the younger’s behaviour, how clingy his twin would become towards him like he couldn’t live without him. As twisted as it sounded, Yang was happy, satisfied even by the thought, being the only person his baby brother probably ever needed.

He ran a hand through Yangyang’s soft locks as he hummed in confirmation, noise emitting low from his throat, rumbling in his chest. “Of course I do. I’ll do everything to make sure my baby brother is cared for.” He smiled fondly, nosing the younger’s neck, leaving his scent, trying to rub as much of his own smell onto his twin.

“Goodnight, Yangyang,” bid the elder too as he closed his own eyes, possessive arms wrapped tightly around his brother’s waist.

~*~*~

Morning the next day was greeted with the insistent chime of their alarm, annoying sound ringing in the room at the crack of dawn. A groan of annoyance from Yang had him rolling on the bed to slap the stop button on the clock, effectively silencing the device. Even so, he made no move to get up from bed and just went back to snuggling Yangyang, already feeling the younger stirring in his hold.

“Morning,” murmured Yang drowsily, still hugging the younger’s waist as he nuzzled his neck. “Let me sleep a bit longer.”

@yangyang ₂ The feeling of having a warm body close to him in bed helped the younger relax, humming softly as he affectionately nuzzled the other. His eyes immediately close although he wasn't exactly falling asleep just yet, mostly because of the thoughts running through his head incessantly. They were restless and annoying. Everyone in his class found it odd how close he was to his own brother, often being told that no siblings were as close to each other as they were. Sure, he got enough looks in his direction to get the hint that it probably looked weird to other students, but he personally found no problem with it. It was normal to be this close, right?

Forcing those thoughts to the back of his head, he snuggled closer to his twin, gripping his shirt gently as he tried to press himself closer for more warmth. "I know I don't take care of myself properly, but life isn't giving me much of a choice," he mumbled, voice soft and muffled by the blanket, "But at least I have you, right? I would probably not be sleeping or eating if you weren't here to remind me."

The click of a switch later and the room goes completely dark, prompting Yangyang to relax even more, weight completely sinking into the bed now that he had no light trying to get into his eyes. The mattress dipped soon after and Yang's arms were around him once more, an unseen smile making its way to his lips as he pressed his face against the other's chest, inhaling his scent in a matter of slow, deep breaths. "Of course, that's no problem," Yangyang replies softly, eyes still closed. "But for now, let's just... sleep. Goodnight," he whispered, a smile evident even in his hushed tone.

@yangyang *kun™ “You know I don’t,” was Yang’s simple answer, voice chirpy as he grinned broadly while Yangyang got into bed with him, instantly snuggling up to his twin brother. Arms wrapped around the younger’s waist and nose buried against his neck, Yang inhaled slowly while breathing in Yangyang’s sweet scent, relaxing a bit more into the bed at the familiar smell. As alluring as all other scents may be, he found his twin’s the most attractive, a feeling of comfort, need and want flooding him whenever he detects the other’s scent.

A soft chuckle left Yang at the apology, musing softly. “What are you saying sorry for? It’s not as if I waited a century for you to be done with schoolwork.” Though it did seem to feel so, especially when Yangyang skipped sharing a bath with him in favour of returning to their bedroom earlier to finish up projects. “I’m here for you anyway. If you get too caught up in your work, I’ll be there to remind you to loosen up. Isn’t that what brothers are for?” And basically what twins were for, to /always/ be there by each other’s side, though Yang purposefully didn’t say that. “Still, one of these days if you keep it up like that, I worry you might just fall sick! Staying up all night doing homework and not getting enough sleep unless I tell you to. What would you do without me?”

Yang shook his head as he propped himself up, leaning over to switch off the lamp light before returning to cuddling with Yangyang. “Enough of that already, you can continue with your projects tomorrow. Oh! And, can you lend me your finished works too? Gotta make sure the ones that I have done are /really/ done.” Because sometimes, Yang did his homework, but forgot a few other questions that the teachers told them to do. “We should sleep now.”

@yangyang ₂ The sound of gentle tapping filled Yangyang's ears as he meticulously scanned the pages of a research report he had due the following day. At some point that night, his handwriting had gotten rather lazy and his eyelids were way heavier than when he started. His papers were starting to become blurs of white and yellow in his vision, and one of his pencils that had rolled off earlier had been long forgotten on the floor.

Being the good student he was, Yangyang stressed to himself that he could handle one more paper before bed. But the moment his hour-older brother came walking in through the door, he knew he could no longer keep writing, knowing that the other would probably urge him to get some rest. And so, after setting his things aside and neatly piling up his research papers, Yangyang soon joined his twin on the bed, sighing softly at the feeling of a soft mattress against his sore back.

"Did you at least do yours?" He asked, whining softly as he crawled under the covers for warmth. He gave Yang a curious look, awaiting a reply that he already knew. Years of being inseparable had told him that the other was much more carefree than he was, so he assumed the older had done either little or nothing at all. Nonetheless, he didn't have the heart to scold him for it — not that he would dare tell an alpha what to do anyway. "Sorry you had to wait long. I didn't notice the time..."

@yangyang *kun™ even though older by a mere hour, yang was, in every sense of the word, protective of his twin.

it's probably the fact yangyang was an omega and he himself an alpha that prompted such behaviour towards his baby brother. even so, yang won't even try to hide how possessive he could get of his twin - even when around their own parents at the dining table. he would be all over the younger wherever they went, and since they shared the same classrooms at school too, they were basically glued to the hip.

"yangyang," drawled yang as he flopped onto the younger on their shared bed, already in his sleepwear and ready to go to bed. "put away your homework and sleep already. i want to cuddle!"

yangyang, being the more diligent twin out of the two, was finishing up homework that needed to be handed tomorrow. yang, as bright as he was, could barely bother about what work the teachers had given them. he would just copy from yangyang's. "come on, we still have time tomorrow before handing up our work. it's almost midnight already! let's just sleep for now."

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