Testing boundaries (1/1)

-Taemins point of view-Jongin wasn’t very happy. Instead of leaving in a rage, he was now sitting on the couch sipping his brought beverage. At least he didn’t leave as I thought he would. I embarrassedly change my clothes, still a little shaken up by what Minho and I was about to do in the kitchen yet again. I had soaked through, cleaning myself up before going out there again.To my surprise, Minho was sitting next to Jongin on the couch, both drinking a beer each. They were chatting about Fifa. Even though they were both quite into the conversation topic, they had a serious yet calm look on their faces. Both were too shaken by the events.They both look my way as I come out from my bedroom in new clothes, having an even baggier shirt this time. Just in the split of a second, I watch Jongin retreat his hand from Minhos thigh, it sending a painful sting in my chest.I pretend I didn’t notice, returning back to the kitchen to see that Minho had cleaned up, it having a nice soapy smell. I rub my forehead, a little shocked on what my life had come to. I was used to being alone, and now I had someone here cooking for me, even cleaning. I listen to the two Alphas chat about soccer, both about the game and real life. They had similar tastes.I press a hand over my heart, my chest aching a little as I try to take deep breaths.“You could come over here, Taemin ah.” Minho call softly from the couch, them turning on the TV and start scrolling through the channels. I hesitatingly approach, not at all wanting to share the couch with the two of them. And if I do sit down, I’d want to sit in the middle of them, separating Jongins lusts for my soul bond. In the end, I plop down on the floor on a pillow, which made Minho stand up right away.“Your back is aching, so stop sitting on the floor.” Minho says soft, pulling me up right away. I hesitate, getting nudged towards the couch.“I-I don’t… I don’t want to.” I struggle slightly, But is eventually put on the couch next to my best friend.“Same.” Jongin says in a hurt voice.“I want to sit with Minho. We had a fun conversation just now.” He proceeds to say without looking at me. The stinging in my chest got stronger. I gulp slightly, my fingers fiddling uncomfortably. Minho that sat on the floor had this uncomfortable look in his eyes as well, not knowing what to do.“Can you just… let us drink a little bit?” Jongin mumbles, shaking his leg while looking at the TV. Wow, Jongin.. He has nothing to say about the pregnancy, and nothing to say to me?I stand up, returning to my bedroom without saying anything. I make sure to close the door softly, not really closing it at all, which was also on purpose. I take a deep breath, my body shaking a bit.Of course best friends fight. Jongin and I have a long history of fighting. We always fight. But not over the interest of the same person. Not that Minho is mine or anything, but he is the father of my baby. The more I think about it, the more I feel my hormones go out of control. I want to cry, then explode in anger, then I want to cry again.I stand by the door, listening in on their conversation. And as Jongin said, they were talking about sports. They also got into the topic of Minho not knowing much about the celebrity world, them laughing about him not recognising Jinki in the elevator.“He must have been so surprised.” Jongin laughs, me sneaking close to the door, making sure my shadow wouldn’t show.“I don’t think he realised I had no idea who he was. I try not to be rude but its hard when I’ve never been interested in all of this. My past girlfriend used to show me music and her favourite idols but it never caught on.” Minho laughs, Jongin joining in. I feel my stomach drop a bit, still having the image of his ex kissing him after our fan-meeting event.“Your ex… is it that girl?” My best friend asks gentle, Minho letting out a sound of confusion.

“That girl that kissed you on our fan-meeting.” He specifies his question.“Oh… Yeah. She said she missed me. The kiss came as a surprise.” Minho sighs, making me wish I could see them and read their faces.“Just like I kissed you at the bar.” There is a slight tease in Jongins voice. I gulp, holding my stomach. My face felt hot of both anger and fear.“What are you doing..?” Minho questions all of the sudden, making me widen my eyes out of shock. What was going on?“Oh, I…” My best friend sounded bashful.“I’m sorry. I’m struggling to stay away. I shouldn’t be drinking with you, really. It makes you irresistible. I just… I know I shouldn’t come onto you like this, and that you are Taemins… childs… dad… Or something like that.. But I should fight for what I want. Its my first time in love and I should fight for it. It doesn’t matter to me if you’ll have a child soon. I still-”“Wait a minute, Kai-sshi.” Minho creates space by using formal speech. I lean close to the door, my heart too loud to handle.“Its unfair.” Jongin exclaims.“This is all unfair! The only reason you’re a thing is because he got pregnant, isn’t that right?! If he wasn’t pregnant you would never…” Jongin stops, breathing heavily a few times. He was clearly upset.“You would never be together. I know Taemin. He would never… be with you if it wasn’t for the baby.”There was a truth to his words. I know myself. I know my own problems. If there was no pregnancy, I would more easily be able to stay away. I wouldn’t need his pheromone as much as I do now. I would be able to stay away from him and suppress my own feelings. Without this pregnancy I would be capable of ignoring my heart and stay away.I would protect myself and build a wall like always. But with this pregnancy involved, I have no choice but to let him in. I would grow very sick without his warm Alpha pheromone to ease my pregnancy. Without him, I wouldn’t be able to do