Jaehyun's POV
Yujun's shoulder rises and falls with each breath he takes.
His lips are slightly parted, pink, plump and slick with a coating of our saliva from kissing. He looks conflicted even in his sleep, he must be having a bad dream. Concerned about my omega, I move forward carefully to smell him, his scent is spiking and relaxing, it is disturbing.
"Baby?" I call him gently, his face is screwed up but relaxes when I call him, but he still doesn't wake, I brush a strand of white hair out of his face, and he leans into my touch.
His temperature is fine and I hum softly, maybe the sound will soothe him a little bit, the song is nonexistent but seems to help him relax in my arms.
My humming is brought to a stop when there's a knock on my door that makes me groan tiredly, fuck, what now?
"Who is it?" I ask, I am still connected with my omega and my knot is just starting to go down slowly, a rough grunt reaches my ears from outside and I recognize who it is instantly.
