Bonding and Bite Marks

Snap Shot

"Thank you for dropping me home..." John murmured quietly as he hovered in the doorway of his apartment. Lin had dropped him off on his way to the office. The black van was waiting, hastily parked at the side of the road. John accepted his duffle bag, holding it quietly as he waited for Lin to leave. It was still daytime, so Lin was content to leave him in the open doorway. He was meeting Naru on the way to work anyway. He'd been staying at Mai's apartment for the past two days since his heat had passed. His excuse had been giving Lin and John some space, but he knew Naru better than anyone. It was obvious he and Mai had entered a new phase in their relationship, and he considered it a good thing.

"It's no trouble, but are you sure you'll be alright?" Lin was still a little wary of being separated from his omega. It felt different this time. He'd been finding it harder to part from him for the past two months, but now that they were fully mated, he felt even worse. He wasn't sure he could go without seeing him for three full weeks. Part of him hoped that John would feel the same. John looked almost awkward as he put on a smile and nodded his head.

"Of course! I'm fine-I'm fine!" He kept his bright façade and remained in the doorway to wave Lin down the stairs. His soft eyes widened slightly as Lin leaned down and gave him a chaste kiss before hurrying away. John waved until he was out of sight before closing the door and sliding down to the tiled floor, where his shoes lived in a neat row. He looked into the cold and empty apartment with a sense of loneliness, surprised as tears pricked his eyes. What am I doing? This is silly! He continued to chastise himself as he got to his feet and picked up his bag.

Inside the bag, all of his clothes were clean and neatly folded. Lin had done the laundry the night before, and tumble-dried the few items that needed it that morning. Unfortunately, that meant they were so clean that they hadn't allowed his scent to seep into them. John whined quietly at the thought. He buried his nose into the white top that he was wearing to find Lin's scent already being chased away by his own. He was startled as his phone buzzed in his pocket.

"Lin?" He almost stammered as he answered, wondering what he could possibly need so soon. He'd barely left a few moments ago. Despite that, his whole chest flooded with happiness and need at hearing the concerned lilt in his alpha's voice.

"Are you alright?" His voice was thick with worry and a sense of longing. John felt his cheeks heat as he realised he'd been allowing his emotions to just rush out as they pleased. Of course he's worried! I need to control myself! John heaved an almost frustrated sigh as he tried to rein himself in. He didn't want Lin to worry about him. He had enough to do with Naru at the office without worrying about him, too.

"Of course! I'm totally fine!" He paused as he heard a low sigh on the other end. Lin didn't believe him for an instant. He could feel the lie through their bond, and the underlying guilt for worrying him. John felt his cheeks flush as Lin's feelings flooded his chest. He was worried, and he missed his presence in a similar way. John covered his mouth quickly, feeling a small sob rise in his throat. The last thing I need is to have Lin worrying about me!

"Will you have dinner with me? We could meet at the office later and go somewhere..." Lin paused anxiously, waiting for John's response. John felt his heart swell. Lin wanted to spend more time with him. He smiled brightly as he nodded, forgetting that Lin couldn't see him, though he could feel the swell of happiness and acceptance that flooded their bond.

"That sounds good." The apartment suddenly didn't feel as cold as it had before. He hurried to shower and unpack, deciding to wear the blue top that Lin had bought him a few weeks back. Pausing in front of the mirror, wearing only the top and a pair of tight black boxers, he wondered which trousers to wear. I wonder what Lin would say if he saw me like this...His tight black boxers were barely visible beneath the powder blue top that barely reached past his crotch, and his curled blonde locks were dripping and glistening in the morning light.