Jeong Yunho left his home and everything he'd ever known. At 24 years old, he was yet to present and life under his Uncle's thumb was getting worse as the years went on. Yunho knew he had to get as far away as possible. When he found himself in the...
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Yunho felt like he was floating. His entire body felt light as a feather yet heavy as a mountain at the same time. The soft, plush bed beneath him cradled him like a precious treasure. He felt warm, perhaps a little too much in places but not enough to be a disturbance. He knew he was awake but couldn't seem to open his eyes or move. Yunho breathed deeply and felt something move against his chest. Something warm and comforting, like it was meant to be there. He could smell a garden around him, filled with various trees and even the distance scent of rain. There was something so peaceful about it that it kept Yunho half-asleep and drifting.
For a while Yunho wasn't sure if he heard voices or not. They came in waves as he shifted between sleep and consciousness. Sometimes a soft, familiar laugh would encourage him to wake but a soothing hand in his hair kept him down. The comfortable weight remained on his chest and each time it moved, Yunho whimpered slightly afraid it would disappear. Soft fingers soothed the worry lines on his forehead and whispered encouraging words.
Yunho wasn't sure how long he stayed like that. Caught in the haze between it all. The mixture of scents wrapped around him like the softest blanket. Finally, he felt good enough that he could open his eyes. He heard Mingi talking with Jongho somewhere to his right while San spoke in a low voice to who he assumed was Wooyoung based on the answering giggles. Yunho blinked his eyes open a few times, surprised to find the dimness of the room was comfortable. He could have sworn it was bright and sunny the last time he was awake.
"He's waking up." Seonghwa spoke from above him and long, tender fingers carded through his hair once again. "It's alright, baby, go ahead and wake up for me."
The bed shifted around them and Hongjoong waved at the others who came close. "Give him space, loves." The Pack Alpha gently chided. "You know the first time can be a bit overwhelming."
"It's been hours." Wooyoung whined, his bergamot scent spiking in anticipation. Mingi and Jongho nodded their heads in agreement but Hongjoong still held up his hand. They settled back as Yunho turned his head toward them.
"Yunho?" Hongjoong called out when the younger didn't move again for a few seconds. He smiled at Yunho's confused expression the moment their eyes met. "How are you feeling? Do you want me to move him?"
Yunho opened his mouth then furrowed his brow and looked down. He found Yeosang's head resting on his chest. One hand curled up in front of his face as he slept. His cheeks were flushed rosy and matched his birthmark that Yunho knew was hidden against his chest. Yunho's hand lifted up and settled gently on Yeosang's back as if to prove to himself that he was actually there. It was the second time that Yeosang had slept on him
"Mm...heavy." Yunho replied. His tongue felt thick in his mouth but he managed to speak the words.
"Mm, you're a little scent-drunk. I wasn't sure it would happen with you being unpresented, but it seemed it did." Seonghwa chuckled softly and looked up at Jongho. "Baby bear, do you mind opening the window please?"
