F.E.A.R (Forget Everything And Run...Or Face Everything And Rise) - KimChay Au

Chapter 3

(Chay finds out something out Kim which ends up with him as his housemate.............because what could possibly go wrong?)

Chay stood in his living room...........staring as Kim sniffed (both literally and figuratively) around the space, bag in hand and wearing a pair body hugging jeans and t-shirt. What was really blowing Chay's mind currently though was the fact that Kim's leather jacket was hung up on the coat rack, Kim's shoes were tucked neatly away by the door while the man was wearing a set of slippers purchased for him. And as if that wasn't bad enough! Kim's larger, duffle bag, with changes of clothes and toiletries..........was currently on the bed in Porsche's old room.

How the hell had he let himself be talked into this?

It had been about a week ago when Kim had just started to lose that glassy look to his eyes, when Kinn and Porsche had entered the hospital room.

And then everything had gone to hell!

Luckily Kim had still been restrained, as the doctor hadn't yet deemed him safe to be released. Unluckily the Beta nurse was too close to Kim, and when he reared up, eyes almost feral, and that same visceral, animalistic growl emerging from his throat that Chay had heard the evening of the attack. Kim's teeth had clamped onto the nurse's shoulder before anyone could move, ripping his mouth away with a howl, and taking a large chunk of the poor woman's flesh with it. The nurse had understandably gone into shock, holding her shoulder in panic as the doctor looked from the bed to his colleague. Kinn and Porsche had tried to rush forward, Kinn to control his younger brother and Porsche to try and pull Chay away from Kim, whether to give Kinn more room to manoeuvre or protect Chay.............Chay didn't know. He had been too stunned to think.

Unfortunately, Kinn and Porsche's movements had had the exact opposite effect on Kim than intended. Kim's growls got louder, as he thrashed about, not only in his restraints but against the presence of his own brother. No words were coming out of his mouth, simply snarls and growls, showing that no matter how weak and unconnected to reality he currently was, his inner Alpha was completely in control of his actions. It was like his more civilised, human, brain didn't exist.......or if it did, it certainly failed to recognise anyone in the room.

There were too many scents clogging up such a small space, some confused, concerned, frightened, even terrified........all of them merging until they became on indistinct haze floating around the room. Even Chay was finding it hard to distinguish his own scent from the rest, and he had no chance of telling anyone else's. No, actually there was one scent that was almost overpowering even the rest of them combined. The scent of wax and spice, with more than a little tang of what you would expect metal to smell like........it was so strong that even with everything else going on, Chay could smell it. He knew from his past experiences with Kim, that the man was extremely skilled at keeping his scent under control. It had taken Chay months to fully grasp it. Yet here it was, fully on display, fully being wielded by an Alpha completely out of control. Chay could see both Kinn and Porsche struggling, holding their hands to their heads at the assault on their senses, but strangely neither himself nor the doctor seemed affected.......it seemed Kim was purposefully aiming at the other Alpha's in the room..........but why would he consider his own brother a threat?

Things had only gotten stranger when the doctor had eventually gained enough control of himself to force both Kinn and Porsche out the room, while simultaneously shouting at Chay to calm Kim down. At first it hadn't worked, but without the other Alpha's present to replenish their scent, Kim slowly began to calm. Both Kim and Chay's breathing gradually returned to normal, and Kim stopped struggling against his restraints once again. This time Chay didn't need to be told, and did move to sit on the edge of the bed, close enough that his scent would be the dominant one Kim was breathing in.