OUR🌳TREEHOUSE: Run

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Jaemin shoot up in the bed, grasp his chest. His whole body suddenly started to tremble with such unknown reason and he feel so hot right now and he thinks he know what it is.

He immediately stood and grab his bags and go out swiftly and quietly. He don't know what is Mark's second gender but regardless of it, it is better to be more wise because he'll be in grave danger if he don't do any action and just stood weak there.

It was good that he had bring his hoodie with him to cover up his scent for the meanwhile.

He was lucky that he felt the tingling feeling since he is a bit of a light sleeper and it was just four in the morning, it was still dark and only few people are awake which make Jaemin fortunate.

Though Jaemin is having it in his worst as he tries to escape the street with his weakening knees. He feel a sticky fluid about to flow that is inside his lower region so he also try squeezing his legs to prevent it to ooze down, He feel the blazing fire inside of him slowly colonizing his system as he breath unevenly, this feel definitely the worst. He was in heat.

He was already limping, trying to squeeze his legs and thighs more together at the same time to avoid the fluid to stain the pajamas Mark gave him, his forehead were forming cold sweats when he stumbled down to the dry cold lawn of his house front yard.

In all fours, he was salivating like a crazy dog and he can't control his body and longer as it shiver and tremble non stop. He run so fast, so fast that it exhausted him that made his condition much worst.

Mark's apartment were atleast 5 blocks away from the subdivision he was living in. It was so fucking far and Jaemin thought that his heart was about to explode while he was running.

"Angmhh" He clasp his upcoming moan almost thought he was bomiting because of.the sudden build up circus in his lower stomach, there is this sensation crawling inside his body. He was trembling and shivering at the same time, his stomach feels like being twisted and its so ticklish.

The pain, it was insatiable, it was literally unbearable. "What the fuck is this!" He groans in pain, tears are upcoming in the edge of his eyelids.

As the grass touches his skin, he shivers on the touches, he want to be fucking touched but still in his right sane mind he don't want to, it was so wrong he don't want to do it to just anyone.

He won't deny, the lingering feeling of loving an alpha also hits his head, it was told in a long tale that an omega and alpha's love is euphoric and it is on the other level but no, he can't, he have no alpha to aid this fucking heat and he won't let his heat just push him to any random stranger in the dark.

This, all this pain makes him cry, he was literally crying because he don't know what to do. His insanity is slowly getting fucked up and he feel so worst right now.

Luckily being still in his right state of mind well he manage to last his sanity trying to fight this heat, as he heard someone walking from a far he quickly ran and go back to their backyard. He look up to their house and saw the window of his bedroom. The door of his room is lock multiple times in and out because of his parents and because his room is the only safe place he have and now its time to use its advantage.

He climb the elevating fence that is connected to the window, his window.

He always kept his window opened for this kind of event, he is some psycho for thinking that but it is helping him now because he believe himself not naive enough to plan alternative routes. Yet he took a lot of time climbing as he take deep breaths going slowly step by step as he was trembling.

It was hecking cold as the night wind brushes on his skin but the insides of his body are boiling and was about to explode.

His hands were almost slippery because of.the sweats coming out of him and he can feel his vision now shuddering, flickering.

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