Scars & Stitches | 𝐻.𝑗𝑠 + 𝐿.𝑓 - COMPLETED ✅-

𝖙𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞

Jisung woke up the next day feeling a lot more big than he had the day before. He attempted to stretch but winced from his injury, the pain reminding him of what had happened.

Jisung wiggled out of Felix's arms and made his way to the bathroom.

He took off his little onesie halfway so the top half sat at his hips and turned slightly to see the cut in the bathroom mirror. It was the first time he'd seen it, and it wasn't pretty.

The area was red where the skin was brought back together by the surgical thread. Although it had already been removed, the puncture holes from Seungmin's stitch job were highly visible on his skin.

His eyes began to tear up at the memories, and he felt myself beginning to slip again, as if his brain wanted to think of anything else other than that event. But he kept myself big, just staring at himself in the mirror.

How could I let this happen?

The thought of Felix filled his head and he can't help but to feel extremely guilty for having to involve him in all of this. This was his mess, not Felix's. He shouldn't have to deal with it, yet he is, and Jisung felt like it was his fault for being so careless.

Silent tears trailed down his face and fell into the basin of the sink.

Who was he to think that everything would be better now when clearly nothing was getting better at all?

Felix was all alone in the bed with Jisung no longer by his side. Even from the bathroom, he could feel the drop in his omegas emotions, causing him to stir himself awake. His eyes narrowed and squinting around the room for his lover.

"Jisung!" he calls out, hoping he's not too far.

Felix's voice brings Jisung back to reality and he fumbles to cover up his scars with the onesie once more.

"I'll be there in a sec!" he yells, stumbling back in the alphas room. Forgetting to wipe the tears from his face.

Felix squints his eyes a little more to take a good look at the olders face.

Was he crying?

His cheeks were glossy from where he stood and it really broke Felix's heart to see him so broken.

"Come here baby" Felix pats the area next to him for Jisung to sit.

Jisung hesitantly waddles over to the bed and sits down, leaning forward so his head rests on Felix's shoulder.

"What's wrong baby? What's making my baby cry?" The Alpha lays down with him and rub the apple of his cheek with his left hand

"Nothing," Jisung tried to say, not wanting him to worry.

"Jisung, you're crying. Something is obviously wrong. You have to tell me or I can't find a way to fix it. I wanna know what's bothering you"

"I just-," He barely starts speaking before his voice catches in his throat and the flood gates open. Jisung lets his body curl into Felix as sobs wreck through him, letting out a seemingly endless supply of tears.

"Shhh, it's okay baby. Just take your time" Felix rubs his back in soothing circles while his other hand works on rubbing his ear, doing the best he could to calm the omega down.

It took awhile, but he finally calmed down with the help of Felix, still hiccuping every once in a while and tears still staining his puffed cheeks, but no longer sobbing.

Jisung tried to lift himself out of the wet mess he created but his body wouldn't let him. He felt weak and his head was pounding from the excessive crying, so he just gave up and let himself lay there and cling onto the taller.

"Tell me whenever you want to, I'm here to listen. Remember that okay?"

The omega nodded, tired from crying, and despite it only being noon, soon found himself back in a world where reality was unreal and problems did not exist.

Maybe he'd tell him some day soon.

But that doesn't have to be today.

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter; and the rest of the book will pretty much be fluff with peppering of angst and smut from here on out. So sorry for all the deep subjects brought up so far! Don't worry, there won't be any more. Enjoy!

Word count: 705