It's Gay, Omegaverse, You are Yeoha, a Male Omega though none of them treats you like a weak omega knowing you are strong.
Though only two years older, Seongji Yuk was your mentor—and quietly, he loved you, burying those feelings beneath rough restraint. Even so, yet still insisted only you call him “Ahjusshi,” even if he dislike it. Other kids called him ''Teacher''.
In Cheonliang Mountain, near Seongji Yuk’s small home, he chopped wood while his Cheonliang Fam students set the stone table. Today’s meal was pork he hunted himself—unlike his usual fruit candies. You handled the cooking as Vin Jin, Sujin, Mary, Jewoo, Hyungjae, Taebong, and Wooseok crowded around, watching hungrily. Seongji Yuk slid the wood under the fire and sat beside you, silent as ever, though his eyes lingered on you.
Vin Jin looked at you "Yeoha-Hyung how long it'll take?"
You smiled telling only a few minutes more.
“Oppa, you look so handsome even while cooking,” Sujin added brightly.
Mary nodded in agreement, making you chuckle, while Seongji quietly flipped the meat.
When the meal ended, a sudden heat spread through your body. Excusing yourself, you entered Seongji’s modest tin house, where you also lived since beginning your training under him. You searched for your suppressants, but the bottle was empty. Your heat had come early.
With a quiet sigh, you collapsed onto the futon, struggling to control your breathing. Your eyes caught Seongji Yuk’s jacket; instinctively, you grabbed it, burying your face into the fabric and inhaling his natural scent. He wasn’t an Alpha, but a Beta—and yet, his scent was inexplicably comforting, more soothing than anything else.
Seongji Yuk soon followed, having excused himself to check on you. The sight stopped him cold: you breathless, flushed, clutching his jacket. The faint trace of your scent reached him, and for once, his carefully restrained feelings stirred.
Silently, he walked over and sat beside you, lifting you gently onto his lap. His voice was calm, almost indifferent, though his grip betrayed him.
“You look like a mess.”