ChanMin Shorts||ChanxSeungmin

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~Chapter 3~

Chan's car got to the dorm first. Chan held Seungmin's waist as he walked him up. He was still feeling unnaturally weak compared to the others, who had all relaxed by the time they got home. "God, you're burning up," Chan gasped as he leaned his head against his arm, taking the back of his hand and raising it to his forehead. "It's okay, we're almost there," he softly said, brushing his hair as they continued to walk.

"Y-Your r-room," Seungmin feeble whispered. Chan immediately went to his room instead and laid him in his bed. Seungmin painfully whined as he curled into his sheets, desperately clutching his arms around his stomach. Chan instantly noticed this, much like he always did. "I'll be right back, okay," he whispered, gently kissing his forehead.

"Oh," he surprisingly said, opening the door to Minho raising his hand to knock. Hey, what's up?" Chan asked as he closed the door behind him.

"Seungmin..I'm really sorry. I want to apologize," He softly confessed, looking down at his hands.

"Min, it's okay. He knows you didn't mean it," Chan smiled as he lifted his head to him.

"But..I said some things. I know I hurt him," Minho regretfully added. "I'm really..really sorry," he cried.

"Min, please don't cry," Chan cooed, pulling the younger into a hug. He couldn't help it; he always cried after he got really upset. It was like a cycle he couldn't escape from. "Hey, Seungmin is feeling sick again. Can you make that soup that he likes?" Chan suggested to him, hoping he would feel better if he felt he was helping. 

"Okay," he sniffled, nodding his head and pulling away from him. Chan smiled as he watched him walk to the kitchen. He followed him out to the living room, looking for Felix. Of the three omegas, he had the most effective calming effects, regardless of whether they were mated.

"Felix, can you get a cold rag for Seungmin," he softly asked, kissing the top of his head. Felix hummed as he quickly jumped up from the couch and ran to the bathroom.

"Hyung," Jeongin quickly called out, stopping him before he went back to his room. Is Seungmin Hyung going to be okay?" he worriedly asked.

Chan smiled as he sat down on the couch next to him. "Of course he is. I promise you don't have to worry about him," he firmly said with a reassuring smile. Jeongin smiled back, accepting his answer. Turning back to the TV that was playing a random show, the younger had just started.

Chan took a deep breath as he looked around the dorm. Minho was in the kitchen pulling out ingredients for the soup, Jeongin was resting on the couch, and Felix ran to tend to Seungmin. He quickly went to the bathroom, letting Felix sit with him only before he invaded the space.

Maybe it was an excuse for him to hide away from it all, long enough for him to take a quick breath. Because as firm and strong as he was for everyone, he was slowly breaking inside.

Something was wrong with Seungmin, and he couldn't figure out what it was—knowing that he couldn't help him hurt him severely. He was his alpha's mate, and he couldn't help him. He felt fucking useless. He knew Seungmin wouldn't blame him, but he couldn't help but blame himself anyway.

It felt like his fault. How could he comfort him, hold him in his arms, and just watch him suffer? Watch him cry in pain and not be able to do anything about it. Try to stay as strong as possible for him because he already feels shitty, and seeing him cry for him will only make it worse.

What about the members? How can he make Seungmin feel better so they can finish preparing for their comeback? He can't be entirely mad at Minho. He heard the same constant threats from the companies, repeatedly making sure they knew they were in control and could shelf their entire album at any moment that it didn't matter how popular they were. They were whatever the company deemed fitting. And the delays weren't helping fight their case.

"Fuck, what am I going to do," he whispered to himself as he ran his hands through his hair. He took a deep breath as he turned his head to the knock on the door.~~