•Finding my pack•

Work!?

Jeongin's POV:

I woke up to my annoying phone ringtone at about 8:30am. My eyes slightly burned as I angrily looked at the caller ID only to see JYP Entertainment on the bright screen. I immediately shot up in shock, almost knocking myself on the head from the roof of my car. I eagerly pressed the answer button and hurriedly put the phone against my ear, shivering at the cold contact on the side of my face. I then heard a woman, probably the receptionist, clear her throat.

*OTP*

"Good morning. You're Mr. Yang Jeongin. Am I correct?" She pondered.

"Yup, that's me." I enthusiastically answered.

"Great. I was calling to tell you about your schedule, plans, payment, and living arrangements." She explained. Her voice was soft and kind, and her words were just very smooth, and it had me excited for no apparent reason.

"Okay, got it," I responded.

"So, as for schedule, we want you here 5 days a week from Monday to Friday. Would that work for you, Sir?" She asked, making sure I could do the provided schedule.

"Yes, that will work." I agreed since I would be doing nothing, essentially.

"Terrific. We would like to know if 6am-7pm would be alright with you." She suggested.

"Sure, I don't really care about timing. I've got nothing to do anyway." I could hear the clicking of her keyboard as she typed up my responses.

"That's wonderful. We want to offer 47 dollars an hour for this particular job." She negotiated. I just hummed my agreement.

"It seems you are on board with everything! That's extremely helpful, so we don't have to change anything." She excitedly informed me.

"Yeah, I have just been kicked out and don't have friends, so I'm available for just about anything," I told her the sickening truth, not for attention or petty, just so I could get it off my chest. The other side of the line went quiet, and I could hear the clicking of her keyboard come to a halt.

"Really? Are you sure you are in a set mindset to be working?" She immediately asked, concerned.

That question really set me into thinking mode.

'Am I ready to work?' I questioned myself. It made me think about the breakdowns I had almost every hour or every time I saw or heard something that reminded me of them. The panic attacks, fear of not knowing where to go or who to trust, the lonely feeling that hung in my stomach, the memories of me being kicked on their way to the back of my mind to not be thought about again, the trauma, and the anxiety of being disowned again. I felt a few hot tears stroll down my face, and I let out a shaky breath I didn't know I was holding.

But I've wanted this job forever, and I am in dire need of the job right now, and I'm not going to let my stupid family bring me down in life. I'm not going to let them ruin this once-in-a-lifetime chance for me. I wiped my stray tears and let out a huff of bravery.

"Yes, I'm ready." Those three words made me feel explosive with courage. And excitement. I could finally breathe without feeling like my world was collapsing, and in those sadly short seconds, I felt that maybe my life wasn't as bad as it seems right now. I felt like my life had just started, and I could catch a break.

I heard her chuckle."I'm glad you are delighted to let that off your chest." She coaxed.

I hummed my agreement. That felt really good, actually. I feel way better. I then heard the woman start again.

"Okay, so will tomorrow work for you?" She asked the final question.

"Yes, it will." I then hung up.

I felt very clear after the phone call. The conversation replayed in my head like a broken stereo. I thought about the fact my parents had kicked me out because they believed that I wouldn't succeed, and now look at me, 47 dollars an hour just for starting payment. I knew that the job would be very well-paying. But not this well-paying. 47 dollars is two times the money I was making at the cafe. I am so excited to work at JYP.

2 hours had passed, and I was so incredibly bored just scrolling through useless videos on TikTok. So I tapped on Snapchat. Looking at Jisung's profile. He is 20 years old. So, he is only one year older than me. Finally building up the courage, I tapped on his username. And began typing.

Han's POV:

After I got home last night. I immediately pulled all my mates into the living room and told them exactly what had happened at the mall with the cute omega. As their mate, I could tell they were interested in this Jeongin guy. Asking questions, and his snap. But I told them to back off. And that he was mine first.

They just giggled at my antics like I was joking. How dare they!? If they don't believe that he is mine, I'll have to prove that he is. Just thinking about marking him, and fucking the omega until he could only mutter 'Alpha' through his loud moans, made my cock just ache.

This now brings me to the present at 11:00, waiting for Jeongin to finish texting me. We were having an easy conversation until I asked him if he wanted to hang out sometime. Usually, any guy I ask out automatically says yes. Still, he was taking his sweet time with his response. It made me start thinking if he was even interested in me like that because we had only met once. And it was just such a short conversation, so we didn't get that much time getting to know each other.

I looked down as my phone flashed with a new text from the omega stating that he would love to hang out with me sometime, and my heart swelled at the sight.

Jeongin's POV:

I didn't know that a simple hi could get me anywhere near being asked to hang out with a guy I'd only seen once.

But I'm not going to lie. I may have a tiny crush on this Jisung guy.

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I'm so sorry I disappeared. School started and I just have been burnt out so here is a update. :3

QOTD

"You define your own life. Don't let other people write your script."

-Oprah  Winfrey