Ojesi (1/1)

wrote it twice. didn't save. so I'm ditching the editing again. I'm a writer not an editor, whatever hahaha.   Mino held Lu as he scratched and bit in attempts to bolt in the direction of Sehun's scent. "Let go!" Luhan wailed. "Miss him! Pups miss him!" his bite marks trailed the elder man's arm but didn't seem bothered."Luhan, please-""Our alpha, want to go home now." he hissed in defiance."Baekhyun help me, please." Mino asked and the other uke obliged, kneeling and patting his cheeks softly."Lulu stop! Sehun will come." he whispered under Mino's more firm efforts."Luhan you gotta calm down. Stop kicking and flailing before you hurt yourself - or your belly." he pleaded. "Before you get hurt or Zico comes back." the words fell on frantically deaf ears."No! Let go. I don't like you anymore." he sputtered, tears streaking his face as the aura of his alpha faded into the distance. It all had rushed into his numbed senses, reminding him where he waa and just how badly he missed home."Well, thats tough luck, doll." Zico tutted. He had returned and made determined strides towards the pregnant wolf. "Because I like you, Lu. I can't let you go with him. My life would suddenly be so boring, no?" Lu even bit Baek, by the time Zico was ontop of him. He stradled the boy to keep him in place."Lu don't care!" he howled back. Zico pinned him tighter against the floor. Mino loosened his grip to a more comforting one. "Hyung, you're gonna hurt him." he warned through clenched teeth."Then he has to relax and stay put." "I dont want to stay." Lu refused to eat. "Want Shixun. Pups felt daddy close. Want home and daddy." he pout.Zico sneered, but lowered his lips not even an inch from Lu's own. "It looks like I haven't been spending enough time alone, teaching you what obedience means." Baekhyun, who had heard enough, stormed closer. "Grrhh." he pout, reaching them and with all his strength shoved the ceo about two feet from Lu. He looked down with narrowed brows. "Lulu is alpha son, lulu is mated." he glanced to Mino, who blushed ever so slightly. "Stop touching on him like that!"Luhan did know obedience to the person that his loyalty belonged to. And one more moment of what he was seeing, Baek might have done worst to the man."Hurt pups, I hurt you." he warned. Zico was annoyed but merely brought himself to his feet. Baek pulled Luhan into a sitting position again and stroked his hair from his face. He was pale, looking a little under the weather. "You need to calm down, so you're okay when Mr. Oh comes for you." Zico sucked against his teeth, translated as not going to happen, doll."Is... Did Sehun not want to take Lu home?" his dark eyes were brightly glistening. "Sehun didn't take Luhan home..." he had patiently waited and for what? He had come and decided not to take his uke home? Luhan did not understand why Sehun would leave him there. "Silly pup." Baek shook his head, exasperated. "He will come back. All the mans with the guns probably kept him away...." "Yeah?" hopeful but torn. He wondered if his alpha would come back. The time he had waited was suddenly becoming far too obvious in his mind. It suddenly felt like years since he felt Sehun's lips."I will take you now. Just me and you. We will tell stories of our mates until we fall asleep?" Luhan wiped his tears and nodded allowing Baek to guide him to his feet. Zico stepped forward, presumably to argue but Mino stepped between them."I know im not who you want either, but I will check on you later, in case you are hungry or unwell... Go straight upstairs, don't wander." The attempt to distance Lu and Zico was appreciated by the ukes but not the CEO. Zico clenched his teeth, growing impatient with Mino's kindness. "That is acceptable." he agreed, though clearly there was a catch. "Rest. I will come get you in the evening. We will eat dinner and you will rest in my chambers tonight." the words made Luhan stumble as he reached the door. In fact, Mino stumbled in place at the new demand. To interfere in Luhan's relationship or pregnancy was not part of the plan. The wolf people were to be taken care well, and just long enough to arrange the trip to Exo planet.  The plan seemed to be changing. Mino didn't like where things were heading.     Sehun could not focus of business matters or even basic social courtesy once he had seen his beloved Lu and their babies. Luhan was within the mansion, that much was certain. Bypassing security would take some time but meanwhile, he could not turn off his racing mind. He could not turn off his worry or possessiveness. His fear. Fear of any harm befalling either of the ukes or pups. He was supposed to be the alpha that guided them and kept them safe but he had failed.That was how it felt at least.I need you to come home. I need you.So, he drank too much when he returned. He picked his hardest liquor by 5 pm. By 8 pm he was a a state enough to pass out in his office, curled up on his desk as if all professionalism had left his body limp.He awoke again long after the regular staff and clientele had left the building. I need you. He awoke, drunk and angry. Drunken dreams of Lu had been a treat, then he was there, awake and alone - terrified that something foul would happen. That he could lose everything because, maybe it would be karma for the many wrong things he'd done. The thoughts of what he might deserve blended with what he felt for his little darling. He would easily trade his life for Luhan's happiness - so how could he have failed so miserably at protecting him? How could losing him ever be fair? Mr. Oh had changed. He wasn't the man who had built OhSen. He was entirely new since Lu had happened to him - the best thing to happen to him. Luhan was right there within those gates. Should he have just barged in? Shot up everyone? Jailtime was surely worth it but had Lu ended up hurt because of his impatience..."What am I supposed to do?" he was still drunk, though groggier due to the nap he had taken. He growled, rubbing his face in annoyance. "Tell me what to do?" he wasnt asking anyone, really. Not God or Lu. Perhaps he meant himself. Himself. He was angry at himself as much as Zico and when he stood, he done so with aggression. His fingers hooked the desk's edge and as he rose, it overturned loudly. All the glass frames, ornaments and stacks of paper alike - clamouring across the marble floor. The cacophony of breakage was barely and yet slightly satisfying. His upper-lip wrinkled in an aggressive defeat. He crumpled back to the lonely desk chair and lowered his face