It was Hyunjin's day off, and normally he would be pleased, even moreso with Felix in the middle of his heat. But, Jisung was also in heat, and as much as he tried to ask little from the other Omega, he ended up getting on Hyunjin's nerves. Especially after Changbin sucked Jisung's scent gland before leaving for work, hoping to not only soothe the suffering Omega, but also to calm the scent dispersion, so Hyunjin wouldn't be so irritated. It had the opposite result.
"Fucking easy, sleazy bitch." Hyunjin muttered under his breath toward Jisung, after Changbin left the bunker.
Jisung was laying in the living room nest, completely bare except for a pair of boxers, and was drenched in sweat. Hair stuck to his forehead, and all of his skin glistening from the perspiration. His breathing was labored not long before, only steadied after Changbin's intervention.
Hyunjin started to walk down the hall, toward Felix's bedroom door, and turned back to Jisung. "If you need me... don't." He nipped, before continuing down the hallway and into Felix's bedroom.
When the door opened, Felix woke up, yawning while turning over to see who it was. "Hi, Jinnie."
"How are you feeling?" Hyunjin asked, closing the door behind himself before walking further into the room. When he was close enough, he knelt down, feeling Felix's forehead with the back of his hand, who purred in response.
Wiping the dried drool from his face, Felix rolled over more. "Not bad right now." He answered, pointing to the small remote control laying by the pile of shirts he curled into a makeshift pillow.
"Good ol' reliable." Hyunjin giggled, though he agreed. "I'm gonna go shower before climbing into your blood bath. I don't want to bring honey with me."
"Honey!!" Felix lightly gasped, whining as he begged, "I miss Hannie. Give me your shirt, at least."
"No. I'm so fucking sick of smelling it. I've had enough of him." Hyunjin complained, the annoyance dripping from his words as he walked toward the bathroom. "Let me enjoy snickerdoodles."
Felix put on a pout, but didn't push any further. Hyunjin and Jisung would bicker and get annoyed with each other fairly easily, so it wasn't anything new, nor was it a good idea to try to get them to make amends, as they would take it as the other side being picked.
Hyunjin slammed the bathroom door closed, even though he wasn't mad at Felix. He was just angry overall. After turning on the water to warm up, he began stripping off his clothes, stuffing them in the bottom of the hamper to bury the sweet smell that had him bitter. When he caught a glimpse in the mirror, he saw his neck and stared at it, reaching up and running his own hand over his scent gland. It was lightly bruised, and had the faintest shape of Changbin's teeth. Everything in him wished it would matter. Wished it would bind them together. Wished it would make him special.
But, Hyunjin wasn't a fool. He knew that no matter how many times Changbin bit him, telling him that if he could make it real, he would, that Omegas couldn't actually mark anyone. So, while it made him feel better every night, cuddling into his favorite pair of arms, a fresh throb over his scent gland, it brought sadness the next morning, when the clarity hit. When he was realistic with himself. It did surprise him that there was a faint scar, but he attributed that to the fact he had been getting bit for the last year, continuously damaging his skin.
A little over an hour later, Jisung stood up, intent on going to get more water. He already drank, and sweat out, what Seungmin had brought earlier in the day. Just as he got to the kitchen, he got lightheaded, and tried to take a moment to let it pass, holding onto the granite for dear life. But his vision started spinning, and his knees gave out, dropping him to the floor and hitting his head on the counter on the way down.
