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Wooyoung leans in closer, stretching himself up so he can speak into the man’s ear. He wants to press his palm against this man’s chest, to brush up against him, but he holds back. Give the guy a chance to warm up to him, if he wants to, and if not, no hard feelings. Plenty of other alphas in the sea. “What’s your name?” The man turns just slightly into him, not quite as much as Wooyoung would hope for, but enough that Wooyoung thinks he isn’t totally uninterested. “Mingi,” he says, almost like a question, then again. “I’m Mingi.” He swallows and moves ever so slightly further into Wooyoung’s space, and Wooyoung gets a hint of his scent and– Oh, shit. Suddenly Wooyoung knows exactly why this guy–Mingi–is standing here by himself, why no pretty little omega has snatched him up for the night. He knows why he’s tucked away in the corner looking like he’s too small for his skin. This gorgeous, tall, broad-shouldered alpha, standing here by himself, isn’t an alpha at all. He’s an omega.

Fics like what I want (what I need)

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