The bunker was significantly warmer than usual, at least, to Jisung it was. His heat had intensified tenfold since he had been marked, and he was feeling the symptoms of his condition more than ever. Not only was his body temperature reaching new heights, leaving pools of sweat in a matter of seconds, but his cramps were beyond debilitating, having him crying from the pain. No one else in the bunker could smell it- which to some extent he was relieved about since Hyunjin definitely would have complained, but his scent had gotten stronger, to the point it was too heavy to even himself. He felt like he might suffocate in his own room, just like the day in the storage closet, drowning in the blend of fragrances his Alpha had purposefully spilled. His bleeding had lessened though, probably from his hormones being thrown off with the bite, so he wasn't fainting from loss of blood.
Everything just.... burned. His skin, his organs, his cramps, the oxygen he breathed, the unbearable tugging pain in his chest, and especially his mating bite. It had healed, scarred over completely, but it still felt like someone was holding a flame to it, or clawing at it, or cutting it off. Jisung couldn't exactly pinpoint it but it was torture, he knew that.
Because he was suffering so much, he just wanted relief, whatever it took. He had tried everything, from warm baths, heating blankets and pads, ice packs, medicine, different resting positions, and cuddling his pack, and nothing helped. That's how he ended up staring at the trove of unfamiliar items in front of him.
Seungmin, who had been camped outside of Jisung's bedroom door since he slammed it shut and locked it hours earlier, kept listening to the utter distress the elder was in. "Hannie..." Another whimper trembled it's way out of the younger.
"I'm fine." Jisung lied through gritted teeth. He cringed at the thought of smelling anyone else's scent, could gag at the thought of anyone touching him at the moment.
In a pitiful whine, Seungmin cried, "Hannie... you're in heat.. I.. I always spend your heats with you." Their bond had become so strong over the years, it broke his heart to not be able to be with Jisung.
Without meaning to, Jisung growled, involuntary irritability making him vicious. Once he realized what he had done, he immediately apologized, "I'm sorry Minnie but I just.. don't want anyone." His voice cracked at the end, which revealed just how sad he actually was.
Slumping further to the floor from his own sadness, Seungmin's pout could be heard in his next words. "It's 'cause of your mark, isn't it?"
"I don't know." Jisung answered quickly. Because he truly didn't know with absolute certainty, but it would be the most obvious conclusion, given the recent events. But, just like before, there was nothing they could do about it. Seeking treatment as Omegas was not an option in the current world they lived in.
"Hyune, I have to get up to get ready for work." Changbin whispered into the messy long hair of his favorite person.
Hyunjin groaned, cuddling further into the broad chest of Changbin. "Call out." He mumbled, half-joking.
"If I did every time you wanted me to, I'd be fired." Changbin snorted a laugh, lightly scratching the warm skin of Hyunjin's back.
Playing off of Changbin's response, Hyunjin purred, "More time to spend with me." He might have even rolled his hips down against the elder's thigh intentionally.
It was Changbin's turn to groan, picking up on exactly what Hyunjin was doing. "Don't tease."
"I'm not." Hyunjin hummed before grinding down again, "We have time."
"We actually don't." Changbin chuckled, "You've been insatiable the last few days."
The younger remained silent, knowing there was more weight in the words than they were said with. His lack of response must have caught Changbin's attention, though, because he was suddenly squeezed into a tight hug where the elder was licking over his neck.
