Third person pov
Minho drove the car, gripping the steering wheel tightly, while Jisung fidgeted restlessly in the back seat.
"Hurry up, Lee!" Jisung cursed, his desperation evident. "I need to touch myself!"
"If you want, you can touch yourself, Han. I don't mind," Minho flirted, glancing at Jisung through the rearview mirror with a mischievous smile.
"If you say another word, I'll chop you into pieces and feed you to the eagles," Jisung snapped, his eyes flashing with irritation.
"Oh my, I'm so scared," Minho mocked, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
The two mates bickered like they had known each other for years. Well, they were mates, and the red string of fate that bound them had its own magic, right?
"Ugh, I can't bear this pain," Jisung moaned, his voice filled with agony. The sound sent a shiver down Minho's spine, making it harder for him to concentrate on the road.
"Just wait a bit longer, Jisung. I'll get you home soon, and you can... well, you know," Minho stammered awkwardly, his cheeks flushing slightly. How could he talk about such intimate things with Jisung?
"Oh, now you feel awkward? Didn't you just suggest I pleasure myself in front of you?" Jisung retorted, his voice tinged with sarcasm and frustration.
"This heat is only getting worse because of you and your teasing," Jisung sighed, his voice filled with a mixture of anger and need.
"Stay here. I need to get something," Minho said abruptly, pulling over near a suspicious store.
"Hurry up. I don't think I can control my hormones much longer. This is all your fault," Jisung muttered, his voice strained with desperation.
"Calm down, man. I'll be back in a minute," Minho reassured him before rushing into the store.
A minute later, the alpha returned with a bag in hand.
"Are you serious? Did you really buy clothes when your mate is in heat?" Jisung shouted, disbelief and frustration evident in his eyes.
"So what do you want me to do? Pleasure you? Satisfy you?" Minho asked, raising an eyebrow, his voice a mix of challenge and concern.
"No—I didn't mean it that way," Jisung stuttered, his face turning a deep shade of red with embarrassment. The tension between them was palpable, the air thick with unspoken emotions and need.
"Hey, I'm just flirting. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable," Minho apologized, his voice softening.
"Hmm... can you get me to my house now?" Jisung moaned, making Minho fall silent. Jisung's scent was already filling the car, heavily affecting the alpha.
Finally, after enduring the intoxicating mix of Jisung's moans and his apple-and-honey scent, Minho stopped the car in front of Jisung's house.
As soon as the car door opened, Jisung bolted into the house, grateful that his dad was out of town for a meeting.
Jisung rushed to his room, searching frantically for medicine to ease the pain. Meanwhile, Minho grabbed the bag and followed him inside.
"Jisung, can you come here for a minute?" Minho called out, but received no response.
He hurried upstairs and peeked into Jisung's room.
"Jisung—" he started, but stopped when he saw Jisung lying on the floor, curled up in a ball.
"Don't come in! Can you get me the medicine from the other room?" Jisung asked, his voice weak.
"Mm, where is it?" Minho asked, trying hard not to succumb to the overwhelming scent of the omega.
"It's in the first room on the right, inside the closet. The room's password is 251074," Jisung said, panting. Minho removed his overcoat and handed it to Jisung. Jisung inhaled the alpha's scent and let out a moan of satisfaction.
Minho rushed to the room Jisung had indicated. "251074," he muttered, entering the numbers into the lock.
"The dates are the same as my birthday? Including Jisung's mobile password? Why did he use my birthdate?" Minho wondered aloud while retrieving the medicine from the closet, which was filled with women's clothes.
"Whose room is this—" Minho's mouth dropped open when he saw a large portrait of a woman next to the closet with the name "Han Haeri" and the dates "25.10.1974 - 14.09.2000."
"Is this Jisung's mom? I had a same birth date as her ? She died so young?" Minho wondered, his thoughts interrupted by a scream from downstairs.
"MINHO!"
The alpha rushed back to Jisung and handed him the medicine and the bag with the items he had bought.
"What's this?" Jisung asked, trying to suppress his omega instincts in front of the alpha.
"Some toys—you know what they're for, right? Use them. I saved my number in your phone as Lee Minho. Call me if you need anything," Minho said quickly, then rushed out, locking the door behind him and checking again to ensure Jisung was safe.
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Idk this chap feel lil rushed!
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Guys i am working on a skz bxb oneshot book and requests are open. If u want/have any oneshot ideas u can say it on that book! Support that book too<3
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