The Adventures of Cat and Kitten

Chapter 10

Jihoon sat at his workstation in his studio, trying not to move too much. It had been their two week anniversary yesterday, which was something so patently ridiculous that he hadn't thought he'd ever celebrate it. He had forgotten about Soonyoung somewhere in there though, because he had gotten flowers (which he didn't mind), gifts (which he definitely didn't mind) and the best sex of his life (which he had not believed could happen but he was very happy about.) Everything was fine, just as long as he didn't move very much. As long as he kept a pillow underneath his ass because damn.

He breathed in and out slowly and winced, then bucked as his nipples brushed against his shirt, rasping ever so gently to and fro. Blushing – thank fuck no one was around to see – he gingerly reached up to touch one gingerly, and coloured when he realised it was still as hard and as puffy as it was this morning, when his alpha had spent nearly a quarter of an hour playing with them, the locked tiny hoops around them to make them stay that way. Something about punishment. Whatever the fuck, it was terrifyingly efficient.

Two minutes later, when he caught himself gingerly stroking one hard nub, he cursed out loud and slammed his earphones off his head, curiously lifting his collar to peer inside.

Definitely hard still, with just a hint of a singing throb, distended enough that it was only the oversized hoodie he had on that stopped the world from being able to see them. A tiny pinch sung pleasure all the way down to his sore ass, and he bit his lip on a moan.

Seconds later as the door to his studio slammed open he guiltily dropped the sweater back into place, preparing to tear whoever it was a new asshole.

The train of thought left him as he saw Seungkwan. Though he didn't often tell him, Boo Seungkwan had one of the best voices he had ever heard, and he considered the first-year almost like a baby brother, which made his current condition worrisome. He was sweating and ruffled, hair stuck to his forehead, and his pupils distended so wide they were practically all black. "Seungkwan-ah?" he said hesitantly, stepping forward only to be slapped through the face by a wave of pure pheromones. Shit, oh shit.

"Hyung," Seungkwan's voice cracked. "I didn't know where to go, I'm so sorry, I'm so... it just started, hyung, I don't know what to do! Everyone's growling at me and I feel sick, like the world is sandpaper, hyung, and I can't breathe deep..."

"Shhhh," Jihoon murmured, taking his soft hands. "Shh, it's okay, Seungkwan-ah. It's a heat. We felines have them, okay? Didn't they tell you about this in high school?"

"Yes!" Seungkwan wailed. "But it's never happened before, I thought I was one of the sterile crosses, oh my fuck, what am I going to do?"

It was a bad situation; there was no way Jihoon could take care of him here, and in the state his junior was in he'd be a lure for every fucking alpha in the university. "I wish I had known," he fussed, turning to haul a bottle of water closer and pressing it into Seungkwan's trembling hands. "We could have booked a heat dormitory, gotten you there safely....no! No, don't cry, okay?" Worried, he sank down next to Seungkwan, wrapping one arm around him. "It's okay, baby, it's okay, it'll be fine." He felt awkward as fuck with all the endearments, but it seemed to soothe his kid, as did the way he rubbed his back. "It's okay. Hyung will sort this out, okay?"

With Boo Seungkwan sobbing and gasping on his lap, his mind whirled. He couldn't invite anyone over, because his protégé smelled like the magical version of catnip, and he couldn't order in either, because someone would have to open the door and the scent'd get out...

Finally, driven by desperation when Seungkwan started creeling from pain, he dug his phone out of his pocket. "Hey," he muttered when his mate picked up. "Uhm... Soonie, I'm kind of in a situation."