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This is very awkwardly not proofread or finished, but I don't think I'll be able to finish this by the end of today, so here is what I have thus far haha.



Returning to the apartment after a long day of classes is always the best way to end the day, except today, Hyunjin is most definitely sulking as he opens the door.

It isn’t that he’s not happy to be home, he is. University is so draining, and the closer he gets to finishing, the more unmotivated he feels to try as hard as he did in freshman year. But being home is just another reminder that something is off and he isn’t able to fix it.

Letting out a long sigh, Hyunjin curls further into his borrowed sweater to try and smell Chan’s scent more even though he knows it has faded throughout the day.

Thin arms wrap around his waist from behind and a soft cheek rubs against his, Hyunjin automatically relaxing into the hold.

“Don’t be sad,” Jisung says softly.

“I’m trying, but I miss him,” Hyunjin says, sighing sadly. “Why can’t he come back from his trip already?”

“He’ll be back soon,” Jisung replies, but it falls on deaf ears. It isn’t the first time Hyunjin has heard it in the last two days and he knows it won’t be the last time he’ll hear it until Chan comes back tomorrow.

But being sad isn’t going to make Chan come back any sooner, so Hyunjin turns in Jisung’s hold and kisses him in apology. Jisung startles, clearly not having expected the kiss, but he kisses back just as easily not even a second later.

“Sorry for being sulky,” Hyunjin whispers. He knows it isn’t Jisung’s fault. Just like he knows it isn’t Chan’s fault, but Hyunjin doesn’t like the fact that he can’t smell Chan on him as strongly as he normally can. Of course, Woojin has been trying his best to fill the void that Chan’s temporary absence has caused, but Hyunjin knows that Woojin misses him, too. It has never been easy to have Chan gone for a few days while he tries to close deals with suppliers, and even though Hyunjin knows and understands that it’s something Chan has to do for their bakery, it doesn’t mean he has to like it.

Jisung is the one who initiates the kiss this time, just a short peck that has Hyunjin pouting. Chuckling, Jisung says, “It’s okay, it’s not your fault.”

This is why Hyunjin loves Jisung so much. He’s bright and bubbly and adorable, but he understands Hyunjin on a level that’s surprising even to him at times. Jisung somehow always knows what to say to make Hyunjin feel better.

“Can we nap?” Hyunjin asks, small in the way that he knows he shouldn’t be because Jisung never denies him much of anything, much less a nap, but still is anyways. Their sleep schedule is so messed up already that a nap really isn’t going to make much of a difference in the long run. Besides, Hyunjin always gets antsy waiting for Woojin to come home from the bakery, and even though they were just there and they were just able to sneak into the kitchen for kisses, Woojin still won’t be home for a few more hours. It’s two birds with one stone really, Hyunjin getting to cuddle with Jisung and getting to pass time faster.

Jisung doesn’t even respond, merely grabs Hyunjin’s hand and starts tugging him towards their bedroom. Before they can enter their room, though, Hyunjin pulls Jisung further down the hall towards Chan and Woojin’s room instead.

It’s a testament to how much Hyunjin has missed Chan that something in him instinctively settles when he enters their room and climbs onto Chan’s bed. Chan’s half of the room is exactly as he had left it, and even though Woojin’s scent is just as strong given that it’s his room too, Hyunjin can still smell Chan’s scent permeating the sheets.

Sighing, Hyunjin all but lets himself melt into the sheets, feeling only slightly better now that he can somewhat smell like Chan again.

“Cute,” Jisung says from where he’s kneeling on the bed.

“Says you,” Hyunjin retorts, all but pulling Jisung onto the bed and into his arms. Jisung yelps as he falls, but Hyunjin’s always there to catch him and press a kiss to his lips.

“Me?” Jisung wonders, looking confused as if he isn’t one of the cutest people on this entire planet as he stares up at Hyunjin bundled up in an oversized grey sweater that definitely belongs to Chan, his brown hair mused and fluffy.

“Don’t you dare pretend that you don’t know what I’m talking about.”

“I don’t-” Jisung starts to protest, but Hyunjin doesn’t let him finish that sentence, shrieks of laughter filling the air as Hyunjin mercilessly attacks Jisung’s sides with deft fingers.

“Okay, okay!” Jisung cries through his laughter, Hyunjin stopping his tickling for a brief second to stare at Jisung and his flushed cheeks. “Fine, I’m cute, are you happy now?”

“Very,” Hyunjin replies. His heart threatens to beat right out of his chest when Jisung smiles softly, his cheeks the prettiest shade of red and eyes full of affection, as he snuggles further into Hyunjin’s hold.

“I’ve missed you,” Hyunjin suddenly blurts and it only takes a second before he can feel the flush rapidly rising to his cheeks. Even though he and Jisung go to the same university, they don’t get to see each other all that often from how they only share one elective class. Of course, they walk to and from school together and eat lunch together (and, well, live together), but Hyunjin misses Jisung more than he had realized. Add that to the fact that Chan has been on a trip for two days and Woojin is almost always at the bakery before they leave and after they come back home, Hyunjin is feeling a little sappy.

Gentle fingers cup his heated cheeks, and when Hyunjin looks at Jisung, his breath catches in his throat. His boyfriends are beyond gorgeous, Hyunjin has always known that, but there are still times when he’s absolutely thrown over how beautiful his boyfriends are and now is but one of those times. Jisung’s eyes could hold entire galaxies in them with how much they seem to be glittering like the stars. Hyunjin is so in love with Jisung that it’s almost impossible to love him more, and yet he thinks he just fell a little deeper from the way Jisung is looking at him.

“I’ve missed you, too,” Jisung says, soft in the way he only is with the three of them. He smells likes strawberries, the familiar scent mixed with the lingering scent of vanilla from Chan’s bed sheets so soothing that Hyunjin finds himself easily drifting off within minutes.



It’s definitely darker when Hyunjin blinks his eyes open and groggily peers around the room. Woojin still isn’t home yet if the lack of noise and Hyunjin’s inability to smell him are any indication, but now that Hyunjin is awake, he knows he won’t be able to sleep, not until he sees Woojin.

The tricky part, though, is going to be maneuvering out of Jisung’s embrace. Jisung’s senior project has been draining him for the past few days, enough so that he has been going to bed far too late for Hyunjin to feel comfortable about. He needs the rest, that’s for sure, but Hyunjin is on the inside of the bed and Jisung is clinging to his sweater like he never wants to let go.

Luckily for Hyunjin, he has had more than enough practice in getting out of his situation given his propensity to climb into his boyfriend’s beds at night, yet wake up earlier than whoever is cuddling him. Chan sleeps like the dead, so Hyunjin never has to worry about waking him up, and Woojin sleeps the lightest out of all of them, so Hyunjin usually wakes him up with kisses instead of trying to slip out of his embrace. Jisung is somewhere in between depending on how long he has been sleeping, but Hyunjin can only hope that since Jisung hasn’t been sleeping as much lately, that he won’t wake up now.

It takes a while, but Hyunjin manages to uncurl Jisung’s fingers from his sweater and place enough space between them that he can safely get up and out. There had been a terrifying moment where Jisung had scrunched up his nose from being jostled, Hyunjin holding his breath at the movement, but he had thankfully settled back down just as quickly once Hyunjin gave him one of Chan’s stuffed animals to cuddle.

Now, Hyunjin pads down the hallway in search of his backpack so he can start on his homework. It’s far too quiet for Hyunjin’s liking, their apartment always lively and full of laughter given that there’s four of them living together, but he’s hoping that if he listens to music and really tries to focus on his homework, he can ignore it.

It works for a while, which is a miracle in itself given how Hyunjin’s thoughts mainly center around how much he misses his boyfriends.

Everything goes to hell once Hyunjin catches the faint scent of cinnamon in the distance that gradually gets stronger and stronger as the seconds pass by. Hyunjin can barely control his excitement, missing the pause button on his phone multiple times before getting it right and all but yanking his earphones out before sprinting to the door.

Just as Hyunjin rounds the corner, the door opens and Woojin steps through, looking worse for wear after what has no doubt been another twelve-hour work day. But the smile that lights up his face when he sees Hyunjin is so bright and beautiful that Hyunjin can’t help but throw himself into Woojin’s embrace with a smile on his own face.

Woojin laughs as Hyunjin all but barrels into him. Sturdy arms come to wrap around Hyunjin’s waist and Hyunjin can breathe again. “Hi, sweetheart.”

Hyunjin feels like a weight has been lifted off of his shoulders now that he has one of his alphas in his arms, the sweet scent of cinnamon clinging to Woojin’s clothes and smelling like home. He bares his neck instinctively, an action that he used to be incredibly embarrassed about until Woojin and Chan helped him realize that wanting affection and comfort is far from something to be embarrassed about.

Woojin doesn’t waste any time in nosing against Hyunjin’s neck, Hyunjin practically melting into Woojin’s arms at the familiar motions. Woojin laughs again, short puffs of air against his skin that cause Hyunjin to shiver. Before Hyunjin knows what’s happening, the ground is no longer under him and he’s being lifted up, Hyunjin instinctively clinging to Woojin’s neck for dear life at the sudden weightlessness.

“What-” Hyunjin begins to ask, heart threatening to beat right out of his chest.

“I didn’t want you to fall,” Woojin explains as he settles into the couch, Hyunjin still protectively cradled in his arms. With how Hyunjin is now sitting sideways on Woojin’s lap, Woojin now has perfect access to his neck. This time, the shiver that runs down Hyunjin’s spine is full-body, a whine involuntarily leaving his lips when Woojin runs his teeth lightly over the spot right under Hyunjin’s ear. He can feel the way Woojin smiles against his skin before he moves to nose against Hyunjin’s collarbones, alternating between sweet kisses and soft nuzzles.

The smell of cinnamon is everywhere almost to the point of being overwhelming, but Hyunjin loves it, loves being scented, loves knowing that his boyfriends are his just as much as he is theirs. He loves feeling connected to his alphas, but his favorite thing about being scented is that it makes him feel safe. Only fools would try and get close to Hyunjin when he reeks of one of his alphas like this, and even though Hyunjin can take care of himself just fine, not everyone is smart enough to stay away from a clearly taken omega.

When Woojin moves on from his neck to skim his lips over his jawline, Hyunjin turns his head for a kiss, slow and unbothered and like they have all the time in the world. It’s relaxing, sitting in Woojin’s lap and letting Woojin have his way with him because for as much as Hyunjin loves to be scented, Woojin absolutely adores scenting him and Jisung, sometimes Chan too if he’s feeling particularly possessive.

One kiss turns into two, three, four, their lips only breaking apart for the shortest of seconds before connecting again. Even though Hyunjin just woke up from a nap, Woojin’s calming presence alone is enough for Hyunjin to feel as if he’s about to drift off again, safe and warm in his boyfriend’s arms.

“Woojin?”

Hyunjin turns half-lidded eyes towards the source of the question, heart melting as he takes in Jisung stands there, sleepily rubbing at his eyes with a sweater paw.

“Hi, baby,” Woojin whispers.

Hyunjin moves immediately, settling on the couch to Woojin’s left so Jisung can snuggle into Woojin’s right, a spot Jisung claims immediately. The kiss they share is soft, just a simple press of lips that has all of them smiling.

Woojin moves to scent Jisung as well once they pull away from each other, Jisung letting out a content sigh as Woojin noses around his neck. Hyunjin leans his shoulder against the couch as he watches Woojin nuzzle against Jisung’s neck, heart feeling so incredibly full. Jisung’s eyes are fluttering shut every few seconds and the way he’s clearly trying so hard to stay awake is incredibly cute.

Woojin finishes his scenting with one last kiss to Jisung’s lips, Jisung blinking up at him sleepily. Jisung isn’t even looking at Hyunjin, but Hyunjin’s heart doesn’t care, beating away from how absolutely adorable Jisung is like this. Hyunjin loves Jisung no matter what, loves him when he barges into their room yelling about whatever new thing has caught his attention, loves him when he’s cute and whiny after a long day, loves him when he pulls Hyunjin into his bed and doesn’t let him go, loves him when he smells like their alphas, but he especially loves Jisung like this, soft and unguarded. Just Jisung.

“Jisung,” Hyunjin calls softly. Even he can hear the love he has for Jisung in his voice, but he doesn’t care, only smiles at the soft pink that dusts Jisung’s cheeks because he definitely heard it, too. They share a look, Hyunjin’s flickering his eyes towards Woojin for a split second. Jisung lights up at the unspoken question and quickly nods.

“What are you two planning now?” Woojin asks. Hyunjin can hear the smile in his voice and a quick look confirms it. Woojin has the smallest, yet most beautiful, smile on his face as he looks between the both of them and Hyunjin’s heart stutters in his chest. Neither of them answer, though, Hyunjin simply smiling as he nods at Jisung once again.

Hyunjin stretches up the last few centimeters between him and Woojin to nose against his neck, and Woojin startles, a short gasp leaving his lips that Hyunjin can feel from where his own lips are pressed against his skin.

“Oh,” Woojin breathes out. Hyunjin can feel the exact moment Woojin relaxes and he can’t help but smile once Woojin settles further into the couch and tilts his head back.

Jisung keeps letting out tiny, pleased noises and Hyunjin can’t see what he’s doing, but he can only imagine that he’s nuzzling into the place where Woojin’s neck meets his collarbones. Jisung has always gravitated towards that spot when they’re cuddling or scenting, having once told Hyunjin that it’s because their scent is the strongest there and also because there’s so much space to nip and kiss. Hyunjin himself doesn’t really have a favorite spot, more preferring to leave his mark anywhere and everywhere he can - Woojin isn’t the only possessive one in their relationship.

Hyunjin spends more time scenting Woojin than Woojin had scenting him, never pleased until his boyfriends are practically covered in his scent. Luckily for him, his boyfriends never deny him, always pliant as he works. It might be the smallest thing to them, to sit there and let Hyunjin scent them as he pleases, but it means the world to Hyunjin that they indulge him.

Placing once last kiss against Woojin’s jawline, Hyunjin settles against Woojin’s shoulder.

“Are you happy now?” Woojin wonders.

To anyone else, that question would sound teasing, but Hyunjin knows that Woojin genuinely wants to know and is more than content to keep sitting there if Hyunjin isn’t satisfied.

“Very much,” Hyunjin answers. He reaches out for Jisung’s hand over Woojin’s lap, heart still skipping a beat after all this time when Jisung’s fingers fold into the spaces between Hyunjin’s own.

But as content as Hyunjin is right now, all three of their scents mingling in the air and coating each other’s skin, it still isn’t right. Hyunjin doesn’t want to ruin the mood, but he misses Chan so badly that he aches with it. It was okay during the day when he had been by himself, but now that he’s curled up with two of his boyfriends, it’s glaringly obvious that one of them is missing and Hyunjin hates it.

“What’s wrong?” Woojin asks softly.

Hyunjin squirms slightly, guilty at getting caught. But communication is something they’ve always prided themselves on in this relationship and even though Hyunjin feels bad, he knows he shouldn’t keep it to himself.

“I miss Chan,” he says, nothing more than a whisper.

“Oh, sweetheart.”

Woojin has the softest look on his face when Hyunjin gathers the courage to look at him and his lower lip starts to wobble the longer Woojin holds his gaze. Woojin lifts a hand to cup Hyunjin’s face and even Hyunjin himself is surprised when Woojin thumbs under his eye and it comes back wet.

“Don’t cry,” Woojin says, a furrow to his brow.

Hyunjin only sniffles in response. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry.” It’s Jisung who speaks this time, a fierce expression on his face. “You’re feelings are valid.”

And Hyunjin knows that, but he still feels awful to have brought the mood down so drastically.

“Want to watch a movie? You can pick,” Woojin offers. It’s clear what he’s trying to do, but Hyunjin takes the bait anyways, knows that Woojin is only trying to help and loves him all the more for it. Besides, a movie doesn’t sound too bad right now, especially if he gets to pick. Jisung is always fighting him on what to watch, so any free pass he gets, he’s going to take it with greedy hands.

As Hyunjin searches for a movie to watch, Jisung gets up and heads off down the hallway, coming back seconds later with a blanket in his hands that Hyunjin knows belongs to Chan. Instead of settling back down on Woojin’s side like Hyunjin had assumed he would, though, he’s pleasantly surprised when Jisung sits next to him and drapes the blanket over all three of them before cuddling up to Hyunjin’s side and holding his hand once again.

The confusion must show on his face, for Jisung blinks at him and asks, “What?”

Hyunjin stares a little longer, but eventually shakes his head with a smile. He loves Jisung, he really does. There’s not a day that goes by where Jisung doesn’t do something that makes Hyunjin’s heart flutter. It’s simple, but the fact that they’ve been together for so long that Jisung instinctively knows when Hyunjin needs comfort and wordlessly provides it is enough for Hyunjin to fall in love with him all over again.

Woojin shifts slightly once the opening credits appear on screen, Hyunjin leaning away a bit so that Woojin can bring his arm up from between them and put it over Hyunjin’s shoulder. He settles more comfortably against Woojin’s chest, sighing happily when Woojin starts running gentle fingers through his hair.

Even though Hyunjin was the one who had picked this movie, he finds his thoughts drifting off not even ten minutes in. His mind is a mess, bouncing between thoughts of Chan, to thoughts of Woojin, to thoughts of Jisung. The most prevalent thought, though, is that Hyunjin is lucky. He’s so lucky to have the life he does, completely in love with his three boyfriends and just a few months shy from graduating college and working in their little bakery full-time.

Their bakery has been really taking off in the past few months, and everyone except Chan seems to realize that they need more staff to be able to keep up. Jisung and Hyunjin working there part-time when they can helps, but not to the extent that Woojin and Chan aren’t drowning when they’re the only ones there. Especially given that Chan has been away for a few days, Woojin has been practically alone.

Seungmin, one of their close friends and another senior about to graduate, had been interested in working there after hearing Hyunjin complain to Jisung about how late their other boyfriends kept coming home. But like Hyunjin and Jisung, Seungmin is focusing on graduation more than a job at the moment, which leaves two more months until the three of them can work full-time. Hyunjin is glad their bakery is taking off, of course he is. It’s Woojin and Chan’s baby that they built from the ground up and he has believed in them from the beginning, so it’s nice to see that other people are finally seeing the same.

But at the same time, Hyunjin worries about Chan and Woojin. They’re always so tired at the end of every day and Hyunjin wishes so badly to be able to do more for them.

A gentle touch to the back of his neck brings Hyunjin’s focus back to the present with a shiver, Hyunjin turning questioning eyes up at Woojin. Despite the small dark circles present, Woojin’s eyes look bright and alive, Hyunjin getting completely lost in how pretty they are. He could stare at Woojin all day and never get tired of how effortlessly handsome he is. Even in a plain white shirt and jeans like he’s wearing now, Woojin is absolutely breathtaking and Hyunjin loves him more than he could ever put into words. He loves how Woojin always has his arms open for Hyunjin to crawl into, loves how he never fails to make extra baked goods and bring them home, loves how gentle and soothing his touch is when Hyunjin is having a bad day, loves how Woojin lets him be himself without worrying because Woojin loves him no matter what.

“Guess what?” Woojin whispers, his eyes twinkling like the fairy lights Hyunjin has strung up in his and Jisung’s room.

“What?” Hyunjin whispers back.

Woojin smiles, his eyes curving up into the crescents Hyunjin loves so much. “I love you.”

And despite it all, Hyunjin feels a blush quickly rising to his cheeks. It’s one thing to know that he’s loved, but it’s another entirely to be so blatantly, lovingly reminded just how loved he is.

“I love you, too,” Hyunjin replies, soft, a little shy.

Woojin leans forward slightly, Hyunjin closing his eyes instinctively. The pressure on his forehead is gentle, a mere brush of lips, but Hyunjin relaxes into the touch nonetheless. Hyunjin’s such a sucker for kisses, of the belief that kisses can make everything better and he hasn’t been able to find any evidence on the contrary yet.

Hyunjin snuggles closer with a happy sigh as he turns back towards the movie.

Thank you.

Woojin takes hold of Hyunjin’s free hand and squeezes.

You’re welcome.



A soft hiss escapes into the air when Woojin adds more noodles into the pot he’s stirring. Almost if on cue, Hyunjin’s stomach grumbles.

Jisung flat-out laughs at him from his spot leaning against the kitchen counter. He has been trying to beg his way into being a taste-tester for the past ten minutes, but Woojin hasn’t budged despite the very adorable pout on Jisung’s lips. “So much for not being hungry, huh?”

“Be quiet,” Hyunjin grumbles. When the movie had ended and Woojin suggested they eat some type of dinner, Hyunjin had originally declined, not wanting to eat so late. But now with the smell of home-cooked food wafting through the air, Hyunjin just might begrudgingly admit that he’s hungrier than he thought.

“Only if you make me,” Jisung sings, puckering his lips exaggeratedly.

Hyunjin rolls his eyes in response. “I’ll pass.”

Jisung gasps, his eyes wide. “You’re denying me kisses? After everything I’ve done for you?”

“Yes,” Hyunjin deadpans, but he can feel his self-control slipping, the need to laugh at their dumb conversation growing by the second.

“How dare you!”

That’s the moment Hyunjin absolutely loses it, bursting into laughter. It doesn’t take long for Jisung to start laughing, too, the sound of their laughter ringing throughout the kitchen.

“You two are silly,” Woojin says fondly once their laughter had died down.

Hyunjin gasps while Jisung exclaims, “Are you making fun of us?”

“I think we deserve apology kisses,” Hyunjin says, nodding to himself even though Woojin is too busy focusing on their food to notice.

Woojin merely shakes his head, but even from a distance, Hyunjin can see the smile on his face. “Like I said, silly.”

Laughter once again fills the empty space of their kitchen and maybe it fills a tiny bit of Hyunjin’s heart, too.



Hyunjin is just putting the last bowl down onto the table when he freezes, eyes widening when he catches a hint of a familiar scent. His mind must be playing tricks on him. Or maybe Chan’s scent rubbed off on him more than he thought when they were snuggled under his blanket earlier.

Except the scent of vanilla becomes more clear and strong, and at the first sign of movement outside, Hyunjin bolts for the door.

A very familiar figure is just opening the door once Hyunjin gets there, and like deja vu, Hyunjin runs forward and into his arms.

“Woah there!” Chan exclaims, staggering slightly.

Hyunjin only snuggles closer, a soft whine leaving his lips because Chan is here, Chan is home.

Strong arms wrap around Hyunjin’s mid-section in a warm embrace, Hyunjin smiling to himself because he has always found it adorable how short Chan is. He’s the perfect height for hugs, though, short enough that Hyunjin can comfortably wrap his arms around Chan’s shoulders, but tall enough that Hyunjin doesn’t have to bend much at all to hug Chan.

“I missed you, too, baby,” Chan murmurs, a shiver working its way down Hyunjin’s back from the sudden heat against his neck from Chan’s words.

“I missed you so much,” Hyunjin admits freely. This happens so often that there’s no need for Hyunjin to be embarrassed about how much he loves his boyfriend, not really. Chan and Woojin and Jisung deserve to know how much he loves them.

“I know, I’m sorry,” Chan murmurs.

“It’s okay,” Hyunjin replies. It isn’t Chan’s fault he has to go on these trips and the last thing Hyunjin wants to do is hold Chan back from being able to expand their bakery no matter how much he misses his boyfriend when he’s gone. It’s stupid and it’s cheesy, but distance really can make the heart grow fonder in some cases.

Hyunjin can’t help the whine that leaves his lips when Chan pulls back slightly, but Chan merely chuckles and gently tilts his chin up with a finger. The kiss Chan presses to his lips is perfect, Hyunjin feeling the emotions behind it easily.

“Can you stop monopolizing our boyfriend!” Jisung suddenly yells from the kitchen.

Chan pulls away to laugh, and Hyunjin can’t even find it in himself to be mad about the disruption. Chan’s laugh is adorable and loud and happy and Hyunjin loves everything about it.

“Should we head over now?” Chan questions, eyes still bright with laughter. He’s absolutely glowing and there’s no doubt Chan can hear just how quickly Hyunjin’s heart is beating from this close. Two years later and Hyunjin’s heart still hasn’t learned how to act around his boyfriends.

“I guess,” Hyunjin drawls, but he doesn’t let Chan move until they’re holding hands, Hyunjin’s heart fluttering yet again at the sweet smile Chan sends him.

The minute they walk into the kitchen, Jisung smiles and quickly closes the short distance between him and Chan, wrapping Chan up in what is no doubt a big, warm hug. Jisung may be tiny, but for what he might be lacking in body size, he more than makes up for with his enthusiasm.

Chan laughs again and it’s the sweetest music to Hyunjin’s ears after not being able to hear it in person for days.

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