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Sorry I Love You 3 (SKZ Minsung)

Warnings : EXTRA long, angsty and with a sMUTTY ending (marking/knotting), mentions of sh, you've been warned!
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Jisung awoke later, his head throbbing as he groaned and attempted to sit up. Recollection flooded back: the university, the overwhelming sensation, Jongho's concerned face. He found himself in a bed, surrounded by a sense of comfort, but the pain persisted as he felt his head spinning.

Slowly, he surveyed his surroundings, piecing together the events leading up to this moment. He remembered Jongho's pack members, their worried expressions, and Seonghwa's offer to prepare a meal for him.

Jisung breathed slowly, grateful that he's finally able to breathe in and out without a struggle. He still didn't understand what's gotten into him to the point of finding himself curled in a ball with a heavy heart and a weird longing feeling his inner omega had put him through.
As he tried to rise, a sharp pain shot through his neck, causing him to whimper and tremble. Breathing deeply, he managed to calm himself before approaching the mirror. His reflection revealed a pale, exhausted figure with dark circles under lifeless eyes, even his lips were chapped and dark. He sighed, exposing his neck to examine it. His eyes widening at the sight of his mating glands, red and swollen, he could practically feel them throbbing. They were extremely sensitive to the point that he couldn't stand the fabric of his shirt touching them.

That was Jisung's first time experiencing such a thing in his life, leaving him bewildered by its origin and significance. Could it possibly be related to his mate? but he hasn't met them yet, so how could he suffer this much and he's not even mated?

Unless... it's a special bond.

Only fated mates suffer separately from longing to each other, even if they're not even bonded.

Jisung shook his head, he dismissed it as a myth that he never once believed.

Tossing that to the back of his head, he descended the stairs, slowly and very quietly as his mind was still dizzy. He could hear voices surging from the kitchen and he could immediately detect Jongho's and the Luna's voices as he slowly approached the place.

"I'm just saying, you usually talk to Jisungie or Mingi when you're having an issue." he heard Seonghwa say. "it's rare when you come to me so I'm slightly concerned."

Jisung was a few feet away from entering the kitchen and being in their line of vision when he stopped at what he heard from the alpha.

"because this is about Ji, and I'm sure Mingi hyung can't help me with what I'm going to ask." Jongho's voice carried through the room.

Jisung hesitated, uncertain whether to enter or retreat. Despite his scentblocks, he felt exposed, his headache intensifying.
Leaning against the wall for support, he grappled with his conflicting emotions, unsure of his next move.

"go ahead then, ask away."

"hyung, you and Hongjoong hyung have a special bond, right?" Jongho inquired as he began slicing carrots to assist the Luna in preparing Jisung's meal.

"Yes, because we're fated mates," Seonghwa confirmed, nudging onions toward the young alpha for cutting.

Jongho pondered aloud. "so let's say, hypothetically, Hongjoong hyung is using scentblocks, will you still be able to sense him from a distance?"

Seonghwa tilted his head in thought before affirming, "of course! scentblocks cannot obstruct our connection. I can still sense his presence and even feel his emotions from afar."