Will You Catch Me When I Fall? || Minsung

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A/N: Happy Channie Dayyy <333333

I watched Chan's live, 4 HOURS??? Near the end he was mostly speaking Korean so I couldn't understand and I almost fell asleep to his voice like it's so perfect and soothing and healing and fvjiejdiojewfkowiskdwk\\

BUT LIKE, HE ATE SPICY RAMEN AGAIN AND DIED ALL OVER AGAIN- I'LL PUT A PICTURE UP TMRW BC ITS LATE RN BUT I COULDNT STOP GETTING DEJA VU😭

Anyways, here's the promised Channie Day special :D

-Recap-

And then there was a cool touch to his forehead, refreshingly soothing as it made contact with his warm skin. His head met a torso and he desperately grasped the shirt in his fists as soft, calming notes of rain, honeysuckle and lime wafted into his nose and it all felt so... quiet for a moment despite the overwhelmingness of what was really going on.

"Just breathe, Jisung. Follow my breathing." A voice murmured into his ear. Jisung took a few deep shuddery breaths before focusing on the steady rising and falling of the chest he was collapsed against.

"Good. Just like that." The voice hummed contentedly, the calmness bringing Jisung to open his eyes only to find those familiar feline eyes looking softly into his.

The agony stilled.

TW: Mentions of SA & Panic Attacks

"You should've stayed home another few days. That wasn't good for your concussion."

All the pain came crashing back down, making the omega wince and clutch at Minho's shirt. The alpha sighed, reaching into his bag and digging out some pills and a water bottle.

"Painkillers. One should be enough for now." Jisung took one, managing to get it down easily with the water before exhaling heavily. He looked up to find all the other omegas huddled together and Seungmin passed out in the middle.

"He saw the messages in the alpha group chat when I was in the shower, and so he knew what happened even before I did. He couldn't sleep last night." Hyunjin said guiltily, agitatedly brushing a hand through his own blonde locks while the other hand in contrast gently petted Seungmin's fluffy brown hair. "I'm sorry for everything that's happened, Jisung. He wasn't supposed to see those messages."

"What happened? What messages?" Jeongin asked impatiently, anxiety clawing at his skin. "To what extent is it to make Minnie cry for the first time in years?"

"Nothing, it's just-"

"NOTHING! It's not nothing! My best friends are upset, Seungmin cried because of 'nothing', Jisung had a panic attack for the first time in a while because of 'nothing', it's not fucking nothing!"

Everyone was stunned into silence at Felix's outburst. They'd never seen their ray of literal sunshine raise his voice at anyone, let alone spill frustrated emotions like that. 

The air was heavy with sour and bitter scents, making Jisung's head throb even more. Minho noticed, and carefully rested a hand on Jisung's knee. "All good?" Jisung shook his head truthfully. "Too much." He mumbled in an ailing voice. "It hurts." His breath hitched, knuckles becoming white as he clutched onto Minho's arm. 

Meanwhile,  Minho who had never interacted this much with an omega before was trying to reign in his panic. He quickly closed his eyes and when he reopened them that usual, stone-cold expression was back. He managed to somehow get Jisung in a tight hug, and he only realized himself after he found a quiet, unconscious omega in his arms.