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      Namjoon was very clumsy.

      Against the background of other omegas, he especially felt different from everyone else. Because of his dense and very masculine physique, many strangers and others perceived him as an alpha, so there were many embarrassments. One of which has just happened.

      "Excuse me", — someone called out to Namjoon and patted him on the shoulder when omega was working hard in the gym, and there were headphones in his ears. At someone else's touch, Kim turned around and took out the headset to find out the reason.

      "Did you want something?" — a broad-shouldered sports coach was standing in front of Namjoon (omega understood this by the name badge located on his chest).

      The stranger tensed and tried to find words in his head, apparently, because the dialogue did not last long.

      "We have a hall for alphas a little further away, and I'm here with the omegas", — the coach explained and studied Namjoon inquisitively.

      Omega grinned and wasn't even upset — he was used to this happening all the time in his life. — "I am an omega, if you are concerned about my belonging to a certain gender. But I'm doing it here because nothing is offered for omegas except Pilates, yoga and stretching".

      "Ah! So do you like to pull weights? I understood everything", — the stranger somehow smiled in a kind way and did not look at omega accusingly — on the contrary, sparks of interest slipped into his gaze.

      This cheered Namjoon up a lot.

      "If anything, my name is Kim Seokjin, I am your personal trainer for all paid classes. Therefore, if there are any questions, wishes or other things, please contact us, — broad—shouldered was a very friendly and well — mannered alpha — Namjoon realized this just now - so the younger one felt somehow ... especially? It was as if something unusual but pleasant had just happened to him.

      Until the end of the training, Namjoon was fascinated by the process and practically did not see Seokjin. He left the sports complex after half an hour and went home to his little son.

      Nam was not married — the former alpha and the father of the child depended on the opinions of people around him and colleagues, so he was more worried about the appearance of his omega than himself. The former was more concerned not that Jun doted on the alpha, was so caring, courteous, and so on — it all rested on the fact that Kim did not look like an omega: tall, alpha physique, cheekbones that stood out brightly and a short haircut. Aka a rebel who is disgusted by his gender identity. But Namjoon was not bothered by any of the above; he accepted himself as such, raised an intelligent and culturally developed son, and now he was also fond of sports, while the nanny sat with Mingi and told him fairy tales.

      Namjoon had to change a lot of sports complexes in order not to hear insults in his address. And this hall, where he was now, was a real exception.

      Well, and the instructor there is just a darling, isn't he?
      
      
      

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      Namjoon arrived for the next class a day later. He was full of energy, vigorous both in body and spirit. As soon as he was in the omega room, he heard a familiar voice from behind. — "Good evening, Namjoon-ssi".

      Turning around a hundred and eighty degrees, Nam managed to show his charming dimples on his cheeks and make Seokjin shine from this action.

      "You can just Namjoon", — omega asked and added, — "and good evening, of course, Seokjin-ssi".

      "Then you should just call me Seokjin. Agreed?"

      That's what they decided.

      It was just the two of them at the gym today; it's clear that the alphas had a full house, but now there was only Namjoon and Seokjin watching him in the omega gym.

      Omega was lying on a sports couch and was trying on a barbell lift with his eyes.

    "I will insure you, and in general I can be sure that you will cope", — Seokjin encouraged him in every way and instilled such faith in himself that omega blossomed under someone else's attentive gaze and felt so right now.

      Omega managed to lift the barbell, and not a couple of times — as many as fifteen! Seokjin was so impressed that when Namjoon got to his feet and was too close, the alpha decided to check the relief of his muscles and touched his chest, enthusiastically opening his mouth in amazement, but…

      "Oh, this is a very dangerous zone, Seokjin", — omega suddenly blushed when the elder touched next to the juice, wanting to touch the pectoral muscles. Jun didn't expect this, so he reacted in a similar way.

      "What is it? Did you not tell me about any injuries?" — the brown-haired man was clearly concerned about the condition of his client, so he immediately began to look around the chest, lifting the omega sports jersey high. Almost up to the neck.

      Namjoon was already like a boiled crab by this point. — "I haven't finished lactation yet", — Namjoon stammered, and lowered his chin so as not to collide with the elder's gaze.

      For some reason, I was very ashamed in front of Seokjin right now.

      "And how did your alpha allow this? Just let go of studying and didn't even help in such a difficult state for omega?" — it seemed that Seokjin was really angry at the situation and outraged.

      But Namjoon quickly stopped him. — "There is no alpha, there is no one to slow me down and take care of me, too".

      For some reason, this explanation sounded so quiet and ordinary, as if it should be so for the rest of Namjoon's days.

      But definitely not for Seokjin.

      After hearing this, the alpha approached and began to stroke the chest more sensitively, as if calming with his movements. — "Sorry for the personal question: but why is there no alpha? How did this even happen?"

      Namjoon sighed heavily; he hadn't discussed this topic with anyone for a long time. His parents did not understand him, his brother said to deal with such trivial problems on their own, and colleagues only shied away. Namjoon had friends, but by correspondence, and these are the most amazing people in the whole world. But it seemed that another amazing person had appeared.

      "He thought the omegas should look the part. Everyone thought he was gay and was dating another alpha. There were constant reproaches. So when Mingi was born, I left my husband. I began to live independently, now I work remotely and try to build a life further".

      Namjoon's voice was smooth, but somewhere in its depths, Seokjin heard such loneliness that he felt a desire to help the black-haired man. As if they should have met earlier and discussed all their problems.

      "You won't believe it, but they say about me that I'm too handsome for an alpha and that I should have been born an omega in order not to listen to complaints".

      They smiled warmly at each other, and then Seokjin asked, pointing with his eyes at the pectoral muscles. — Do you want me to help? I have heard that a large accumulation of milk can cause unbearable pain. And if the baby has already given up the breast, it is also psychologically painful.

      June felt as if he was being read like an open book. It seemed that Seokjin scanned him with his eyes and understood him without a word. Isn't that amazing?

      Namjoon nodded, as if to make it clear that he needed help badly. But he did not expect that Seokjin wanted to solve this problem in this way.

      The plump lips at first just touched the nipple, as if they decided to test someone else's sensitivity, and after that they grabbed it, and Seokjin slightly began to pull in his lips and feel drops of warm milk, now paying attention to how much omega was straining.

      "Should I continue or are you embarrassed about what we are doing and where?"

      The younger really did not expect such a reaction of his body to such an innocent action, but yes, Seokjin was right — Namjoon felt such embarrassment that he felt red inside, huh.

      "And if all at once?"

      Seokjin laughed without malice and pulled away from omega; the warmth between them continued to grow, so it would be very absurd to doubt the attraction that was forming right now between them.

      "And if I come to you after work? With dinner, of course, so that you don't waste your precious time cooking. Also tell me that it is possible for your baby as a gift — I don't want to come empty-handed at all".

      Namjoon was bursting into an adorable smile. — "He's about three, he's an omnivore, and here's my number", — Namjoon put a business card in alpha's hands, — "dial me. I would really like to spend this evening with you, Seokjin".

      Finally, they hugged, and Seokjin decided to give an ephemeral kiss on the omega's cheek, still impressed by the charming dimples that he would definitely not be able to forget that night.
      
      

      
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