HanSeo opened his eyes slowly, looked around in a daze and when he tried to get up he felt a weight on his waist, when he looked down I went an arm around him and so the plug fell, he had slept with Vincenzo Cassano, and...

— Oh my gosh. — Whispers as she brings her hand to her neck. Yes, HanSeo had let Vincenzo mark him. HanSeo tries to turn around slowly and when he succeeds he faces Vincenzo and stands admiring but something catches his eye. — Right... It can't be.

— Yes you can. — Cassano speaks with his eyes closed. — You are one. — Bring HanSeo closer. — Let's get some more sleep.

— No, Vincenzo waits. — HanSeo pushes him. — How did I do that?

— ... — Vincenzo opens his eyes. — You're like me.

— I can't be.

— But it is. — Vincenzo sits down and brings HanSeo along. — Those medicines prevented your wolf from appearing, when you stopped taking it, it began to appear gradually.

— So... — Points to Vincenzo's neck which had a nice bite.

— I tagged you and you tagged me. — Vincenzo smiles. — Unlike the others only alphas can mark omegas, but we pure DNA have equality, alphas and pure lupus omegas go hand in hand, so if an alpha marks your omega, the omega also has the right to mark your alpha.

— I'll be able to transform.

— Ask him.

— Um?

— I know you can already hear a voice inside you.

— How...

— I have too, it's our wolf talking to us... I learned that mine loves you very much.

— Vincenzo!

— What? — Cassano deposits a sealar on HanSeo's lips and then gets up from the bed. - Is there a bathtub here?

— Has.

— Stay here, I'll be right back.

— Where else would I go. — Talk to a downcast woman. And then he throws himself on the bed.

Vincenzo goes to the bathroom and turns on the faucet to fill the tub, then goes towards the kitchen and looks for a good wine, and then it was still eight in the morning.

— It must be eight o'clock at night somewhere. — He finds a bottle, grabs two glasses and goes back to the bathroom, arranging everything to his liking and then goes back to the bedroom, where he had a HanSeo who had gone back to sleep.

— Lazy. — He picks up HanSeo and leads him to the bathroom. — Perfect. — Speaks When he stops in front of the mirror, Cassano watched the warmongering scene in front of him. Two naked bodies full of marks of a wonderful night. When he finishes admiring the scene, Vincenzo gets into the tub with HanSeo and has him sitting on his lap.

— What. — HanSeo opens his eyes and sees where he is. — Cozy. — Snuggles more into Vincenzo's chest. - We can stay here forever.

— As much as you want.

— You're so perfect. — HanSeo kisses Vincenzo's cheek. — How did someone like me find someone like you?

— I should ask that. — Vincenzo brings his hand to HanSeo's chin and holds it, then brings his lips to HanSeo's lips initiating a slow kiss that then turns into something urgent.

HanSeo settled into Vincenzo's lap, he puts one leg on each side and then fits into it.

— Um... So... Good. — Speech going up and down slowly.

— So perfect. — Takes his hands to HanSeo's buttocks helping him with the movements. The water from the tub moved along with them and occasionally fell to the floor wetting him.

— More... Fast. — HanSeo was a mess of moans and gasps, his mind was blank, it just happened how perfect and very hot Vincenzo was.

— Just a little more. — Vincenzo increases the moves more until they reach the apex at the same time. — That was...

— Incredible. — HanSeo speaks with his head lying on Vincenzo's shoulder.

— I wanted to ask you something.

— What?

— Want to live in Italy with me?

— That's a pretty big thing.

— You don't need to answer now, think carefully. You still have your life here, I will agree with your decision.

— You're so good.

The months went by and HanSeo's life got better every day, he had nothing to complain about. But today he had something serious to do, a very important thing that had already been postponed for a long time.

— Vin? Are you at home? — HanSeo comes home from work more tired than usual. It had been a few weeks since he had had the pike he had before, the same blame the new project he was taking care of.

— In the office. Cassano had moved into his apartment, life living together wasn't always a wonder, but they went on as best they could.

— Still working? — HanSeo speaks by entering the office and then sitting on Vincenzo's lap.

— Look who's talking. — Cassano hugs HanSeo and runs his hand over his belly. — So beautiful. — Vincense had a habit of praising HanSeo.

— I wanted to tell you something.

— What?

— I want to.

— What do you want?

— Go to Italy.

— Are you sure?

— I've never been so sure.

— Was that all you had to tell? — Vincenzo glanced at HanSeo's belly and then stared at him again.

— Should I have something else?

— Can't you feel it?

— Feel what?

— You're so busy that you don't notice the changes in your body.

— Vincenzo, I'm not getting it.

— Let's have a baby.

— ... — HanSeo stares at Vincenzo without reaction and then starts laughing, he laughed so hard that he ran out of air. — You... You're so funny today.— Vincenzo looked seriously at HanSeo. — Vin... Seriously?

— Focus on your body, look for your inner lobe.

— Okay. — HanSeo closes his eyes and concentrates.

— It's been a while since we've spoken, so long that we've even been expecting a puppy.

— So...

— Yes.

— Vincenzo.

— Yes my love.

— A son.

— I know.

(...)

HanSeo was so happy, so happy that he could explode with so much happiness. After he found out of his pregnancy he couldn't hide his smile, it was radiant. His brilliance could be seen from afar, and Vincenzo couldn't get any more joyful, seeing his love radiant was everything, there was nothing more pleasurable. HanSeo was so different from that HanSeo from the beginning, now he wasn't afraid anymore, he was lighter.

— I think we should put an Italian name, just like yours... I don't want him to have my last name. Even though HanSeo had evolved, he still remembered everything his family had done to him.

— Whatever you want. — Vincenzo speaks stroking HanSeo's still belly less abdomen.

— How about Luna? I'm fascinated in Harry Potter and I went to research and that name is Italian, it means Moon, cute no?

— Luna Cassano ... Perfect like everything you touch or do.

— You're going to be a very mellow dad.

— No more than. — Vincenzo is interrupted by his phone ringing. — A second.— VIncenzo gets up and goes to answer the phone. After Cassano told him he was the leader of a mob, HanSeo didn't much care, but they made a deal, that every time Vincenzo walked through the door, he would leave things outside.

— Heard drinking, your name is going to be Luna. — HanSeo speaks. — You're lucky, I'll give you the love I lacked, you'll be the most loved child in the world.

— Love? — Cassano rushes into the room.

— We have to go to Italy this week.

— But why?

— Your brother has managed to distract my men and now I don't know where he is, so it's not safe for you or you to stay in Korea.