Despite the differences
Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/65339275.
Rating: Not Rated
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandoms: 코드네임 아나스타샤 - 보이시즌 | Codename Anastasia - Boyseason
(Webnovel), 코드네임 아나스타샤 | Codename: Anastasia (Webcomic),
Passion - 유우지 | Yuuji (Webcomic), 장미와 샴페인 | Roses and
Champagne - ZIG
Relationships: Kwon Taekjoo/Zhenya, Jeong Taeui/Ilay Riegrow, Jung Leewon/Caesar
Alexandrovich Sergeyev
Characters: Kwon Taekjoo, Zhenya (Codename Anastasia), Ilay Riegrow, Jeong
Taeui, Jung Leewon (Roses and Champagne), Caesar Alexandrovich
Sergeyev
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha/Beta,
Enigma/Alpha, Mpreg, Fluff, Smut, Humor, Domestic Fluff, no beta we
just die
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2025-05-06 Words: 1,219 Chapters: 1/?
Despite the differences
by wooyoungmyboo
Summary
Taekjoo never thought he could find two other people who were so destructively similar to
his husband yet so different. Leewon never thought he would see a silver-blonde man almost
break down a door. Taeui just wanted beer.
Or
the three couples meet at an event and boom! they're on their chaotic journey to form
something somewhat similar to a pack yet so different.
Notes
I needed more fics of these couples and decided to write em myself! please give me ideas for
this au (or not, there will definitely be some chapters based on canon in the future.
Anyways! Enjoy^^
See the end of the work for more notes
One: The Meet of the Three couples
The atmosphere in the huge ballroom was quite tense despite the slow music that played over.
The event was held for highly influenced officers and people involved in mafia and trade to
make connections. Taekjoo's presence was oddly calm and laid-back compared to his usual
tense self during such parties consisting of people with dangerous backgrounds. But one such
person was also his husband, Zhenya.
Finally having the familiar pheromones of his husband's scent reach his nose, Taekjoo let out
a breath he didn't know he was holding. “Hello, Zainka” Zhenya greeted him by wrapping an
arm around his waist and leaning into Taekjoo.
Taekjoo seemingly relaxed and let out a care-free sigh, “Did you meet them already?” to
which Zhenya replied by shaking his head a no. The only purpose of the blonde being in the
current party was to meet two significant people.
One, the future head of the Sergeyev clan and two, Ilay Riegrow, who he had reconnected
with just a few months ago when dealing with new arms. Turns out the Rick he had spoken to
was the same friend he had back when he was ten. Despite both of them having a personality
that drew people away from them at the mere age of ten, his older brother Vladimir was in
touch with Kyle, who then later introduced the two.
Zhenya nonchalantly dipped his nose into his husband's neck, hoping to take in the strong
flowery scent which had a spicy touch, only to be met with a faint scent of the whiskey he
was drinking. He gave Taekjoo a dejected look. “Scent blockers were required for this party,
remember?” He reminded Zhenya, petting his head gently.
The sound of a series of curse words made Taekjoo’s ears perk up, for he definitely heard
Korean. It was quite a surprise for him to hear his native language at a place like this. He
turned his head to find a black haired man, seemingly an inch taller than himself, who cursed
while limping to the bathroom’s hallway which wasn’t far from where the couple stood.
They were soon greeted by a blonde man who seemed to be inches taller than Zhenya,
shocking Taekjoo. He didn’t think anyone could be taller than the obsessed husband of his,
but he was proven wrong. “Hello, Yevgeny.” He greeted, his deep voice dripping with power.
“Greetings, Caesar.” Zhenya replied with his own authoritative own. Taekjoo caught on that
they were on first-name basis, and seemed like friends despite their…..destructive
personalities.
In order to not seem rude and for his own curiosity, “And you must be Mr.Kwon” Caesar
says, signaling to the tan skinned man. Taekjoo offers his usual professional smile. “Taekjoo
is fine.” He replies only to feel a sudden tightening in his husband’s hold around his waist. A
tinge of jealousy came over the blonde enigma before he brushed it off.
Leewon, who took a moment to calm down in the bathroom after Caesar’s surprising
blowjob, was met with Taeui who ran in almost comically and uttered, “Please don’t tell him
I am here.” He was surprised to see the man bolt inside one of the stalls but didn't question
him. As if on cue, a white haired man dressed in perfect black turtle neck and formal pants
storms in, a clear expression of frustration painted on his face. Leewon tries to ignore the way
the alpha almost breaks the door with his bare hands only to be stopped by the man inside
who whisper-shouts, “I’m half-naked, you don’t want people to see my dick, do you?”
Leewon is slightly alarmed by the alpha, instantly recognizing him as Riegrow. But seeing
the mark on the back of his neck, he shrugs it off realising it was his omega who ran in.
Leewon walks back to his husband, noticing the couple he was to meet for the night having a
conversation with Caesar, he simply joins them. Taekjoo perks up at the sight of Leewon,
“Are you Korean?” He asks in Korean, making Leewon gasp in shock, “I am Half-Korean! I
didn’t expect to find someone from my country to be here.” He excitedly replies and soon
their conversation turns completely foreign for the two men.
Taeui walked into the room, or was dragged into the room by Ilay. “For the last time, Jeong
Taeui, you are not allowed to go out for a beer, you already got your hand twisted the last
time you went out of my sight.” The black-haired man groans. “I told you I just slipped down
the stairs.” Ilay shoots him a glare, “while trying to run away to a train. You should be glad I
didn’t blow up the whole subway.”
“Taeui?!” Taekjoo exclaims in shock, at the sight of a very familiar black-haired omega.
“Teakjoo?!” Taeui, who was whining and displeased, now ran up to him with a huge smile
plastered on his face. Taekjoo hugged the other man instantly, pulling back slightly. “It’s been
so long, I did not expect to meet you here.” Taeui rambles, “What are you doing here?”
Taekjoo’s curiosity asks
Zhenya and Ilay who had been watching the interaction, faces painted with confusion and
jealousy. Zhenya instinctively reached to grasp his husband's waist and pull him back slightly.
Ilay simply pulled on Taeui’s collar, pulling him back.
Two : The Tamed Jealousy that followed
“You guys went to the same college?” Leewon asked curiously, to which Taeui nodded
excitedly. The usual kind smile was replaced with something more happier, making Ilay
clench his jaw in jealousy yet there was a tinge of softness in his heart. Taeui, who rarely
offered such pure excitement despite his ever so kind personality, was now shining brighter.
On the other hand, Taekjoo and Taeui answered Leewon’s curious questions. The trio seemed
to be warming up to each other rather quickly, Taekjoo looked unusually laid back despite
their surroundings, even initiating physical contact like ruffling Taeui’s hair or holding
Leewon’s hand gently to examine his wedding ring. The scowl on Zhenya’s face was almost
funny if not for the fact that he was the literal danger wrapped in the body of a human.
Taekjoo however, when noticed Zhenya's scowl, he simply let him wrap his arms around his
waist while he pulled him down for a kiss. Momentarily melting his jealousy as Zhenya
smirked against his lips, loving how Taekjoo initiated the kiss in front of so many eyes.
“Leewon.” Caesar whispered next to his husband’s year, his long figure leaning down.
Leewon turned his attention back to him expecting the familiar jealous reaction from him but
only to find his usual smile plastered on his place. “Your smile is scaring me, what are you
planning?” He frowns up at him, meanwhile Caesar just responds with a chaste kiss. “I like
the pheromones you release when you’re so excited,” Hearing his words, Leewon blushes
slightly, until…. “It makes me wanna take you right this second.”
Despite the couples’ differences, that night, they chose to bond over their similarities.
Unknowingly forming a strange sense of familiarity, which may or may not bloom into a
familial bond. They weren’t in need of a pack, but they would form a connection stronger
than that of a pack.
End Notes
Also is it too late to post my taekjoo birthday fic in the second or third week of may?
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