seventeen oneshots

safe haven (meanie)

LINK:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11640186

Summary:

Wonwoo wakes up in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by trees. His hearts aches after being rejected by an Alpha that he just knew was his mate. This is what it felt like to be heart broken, and in heat.

But poor Wonwoo didn't know how much worse It could actually get.

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Wonwoo wakes up in the middle of nowhere, head aching, heart aching, insides aching. He sits up and frowns, noticing the deep gash in his right arm. There's dried tears on his face along with some dried mud.

He shivers and tries not to cry anymore, using a hand to lift himself off of the wet ground. He spins around in a small circle, small eyes squinting in confusion. There were no footprints, no anything to tell him where the hell he was.

He sighs and heads forwards, where ever that was. The rain burns the long cut running down the side of his forearm. He shuts his eyes tightly, trying to focus on getting out of the heavily wooded forest.

There's a pang in his lower stomach that makes him clutch onto a tree and let out a breathy moan.

That's right, he thinks, I am definitely in heat.

He pushes off the tree and shuffles forwards, through the thick mud and grass. After a few moments, he feels much better, a wave of the heat having passed.

Suddenly, the rain starts coming down in sheets, slamming into Wonwoo's weak body like little glass shards. He starts crying again, this time though, he can't even tell. His stomach tightens again, and he tries not to reach a hand down his body. Now was not the time.

A lightning strikes somewhere close in the distance and a loud boom of thunder shakes through the trees. He jumps and slides down a thick trunk of an Oak. There was no way he could go on like this.

He pulls off his jacket and uses it to cover his head and legs, shielding himself from the rain. Maybe if he just slept for a while, it would all be over.

Unaware of the time, he awakens, the sky is a dawny pink, dotted with the faint purple-black of the night. The grass holds a heavy dew that drags the little stalks down.

Wonwoo gathers the strength to stand up again, even with weak legs. He can't remember the last time he's eaten, but that was not on the top of his list of priorities. He walks for a while before something dawns on him. Something that should have be realized long ago.

He was a wolf.

He rolls his eyes at himself for being so stupid. All he had to do was change and call for help, and surely there would be other wolves somewhere near.

He shimmies off his jacket and jeans, not really caring about his underclothes. He takes a deep breath in and before he knows it, he's on all fours with ripped pieces of cloth around him. Usually, the wolf was controllable unless one was in a rage, like if someone's mate was killed or one they loved. Very rarely did Wonwoo lose control of his wolf.

He shakes out his dark brown fur and gathers up his clothes before continuing in the direction he came from. His right arm still screamed in pain, but that was bearable for the time being. One thing he couldn't ignore though, was the aching in his lower region, that felt almost ten times stronger. He trudges on anyways looking for a good place to call for help.

Finally he spots a fairly large rock up ahead, tucked between two tall trees. He drops his jacket and claws his way up to the top. When he arrives his sits and tilts his head back, letting out a loud, painful cry. He'd tried to let out a S.O.S sound but it sounded more like a I'm an omega in heat and he wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing.

He stops for a moment to listen, sniffing the surrounding air for any trace of wolf. There was one that was oh-so faint. Probably of a wolf that passed through a long while ago. He lets out another howl, this time using all of his strength to be loud.

This goes on for about another 5 minutes before Wonwoo finally gives up, laying down as the sun rises in front of him. Silence ticks by, and he's almost fallen asleep when he hears it. A deep, loud, and close sounding howl. He immediately perks up, almost falling off of the rock trying to respond.

They exchange a form of communication for a while, the savior letting out a sound, and then Wonwoo letting another out as it neared.

Eventually Wonwoo hears the cracking of sticks under the paws of a familiar animal. He was saved.

The wolf appears in the small clearing, Looking around for Wonwoo. He slides down the rock, running over to where the other wolf stood. But then, he realized something.

The other looked bloodthirsty.

Now that he was closer, he could see the sharp teeth laced with blood. His heart began to jump. It was all a play to get to him and rip him apart.

The tan wolf circles around Wonwoo. Sizing him up. He could tell that it was a loner. When in packs, no one ever goes anywhere alone. Wonwoo should have known when he only heard the singular howl.

Before he can react properly, the tan wolf attacks, knocking them both rolling to the ground. Wonwoo quickly tries to scurry to his feet, protecting his throat and stomach, but his arm protests. He lifts it from the ground, trying to give it a small break. He would have put up a fight but the damned arm.

The other wolf is back up now too, charging towards Wonwoo again. He's knocked over but this time, the tan beast stands over him. This was it. His throat was exposed, and the other could easily claw his insides out.

He whimpers as it shows it's fangs, pressing the bloody teeth towards Wonwoo. It swipes a sharp claw across his chest, making Wonwoo howl in pain. He feels himself change back into a human, body screaming in agony. The four swipes bleed profusely, but Wonwoo has bigger problems to worry about. There's a flash of black and the weight of the tan wolf disappears. He hears two loud thumps to his right, but he doesn't have the strength to look and see.

He hears one of the deepest growls that he's heard in his life, and then the sound of a wolf crying out in pain, like he did not to long ago. This time though, it sounds much more pained.

Wonwoo suddenly smells something so good it makes him open his eyes. He looks over and sees a large black wolf tearing into the throat of the tan one. But that couldn't be the smell. Was there a fruit nearby that he just couldn't see?

I must be going crazy. He thinks.

He turns his head the other way, unknowing of his slowly fading vision. He spends his final moments of cohesiveness looking for the honey flavored fruit.