My Wolves || Stray Kids

chapter o37.

A small cry slips through her lips as she doubles over in pain, pulling her knees to her chest as she clutches her abdomen. Hyunjin jerks awake as his head falls to the ground.

His mind hazes, intense heat falling over his body.

Hwanwoong stumbles backwards in slight shock. He turns around and looks at Youngjo and Chris, asking for help with his eyes.

"The presence of another pack triggered it... full force." Chris comments, rushing towards [y/n] as Hyunjin wobbles away trying to regain his vision and balance.

Chris places his hand on her forehead to feel how warm her skin was getting. He pulls back immediately.

"She's burning up quick."

Youngjo licks his lips, looking down in remorse- "I'm sorry for bringing this to your pack-"

Chan smiles at him, bowing slightly, "no need to worry, it was bound to happen eventually."

He picks up her weak body, taking a deep breath. His mouth waters as the scent hits his nose, but he pushes it back.

"I've got to get her back to the cabin, thank you for letting us stay on your side of the river, Youngjo." Chan bows his head once more, before walking off.

Youngjo watches carefully as the rest of the Stray Kids follow like ducklings. He shudders as his Maknae, Dongju, sighs gently.

"Come on, hyung... it's best we get back." Dongju says, placing his hand on the olders arm gently but firmly.

Youngjo smiles down at him, "you're right, let's go, shall we?" He motions for the four to follow him back home.

Hwanwoong looks back in the direction that Stray Kids has gone, a bad feeling in his chest about the whole situation.

There was something off about that girl.

He just couldn't put his finger on it.

Chan puts [y/n] down on her bed, his mind racing.

"What am I going to do..." he whimpers, feeling his knees give out beneath him.

He sinks to the side of the bed, goosebumps forming all across his back, neck and arms.

As much as Chan hates to admit it to himself- Seoho was right. The boys(and himself, for that matter) hadn't been around a female in heat in well over 4 years, if at all for some of the younger ones.

‼️warning ⚠️ anxiety attack, vomiting and slight self harm‼️

How long would they be able to control themselves?

How long would he be able to control himself?

Chan bites at his fingers, chewing on the skin of his knuckles until they bled, his throat getting tighter as he struggles to breathe.

He rocks on his knees, his body shaking.

He knows that he shouldn't be reacting this way, yet, here he is.

Chan clenches his jaw, grinding his teeth together harshly as his hands move to grip at his arms, fingers digging into the flesh.

He chokes, his struggle for breath coming back to bite him. He begins to cough, tears welling in his eyes.

Bile rises in his throat, and Chan raises to his feet as he rushes to the bathroom.

He holds onto the toilet with one hand, his neck with the other.

He violently vomits up his previous meal, burning the back of his throat.

As he finishes he sobs, hands going to tug at his hair.

‼️end of trigger warning‼️

"Channie? What's wrong?" [y/n]'s broken voice from the other room breaks his attack slightly, just enough to bring him to his senses.

Chan roughly wipes his eyes and face, standing on weak legs to rinse out his mouth.

He spits out the water, and flushes the toilet.

"Nothing, I just felt sick suddenly."

Walking cautiously back to her, he smiles gingerly at [y/n]. She frowns, her eyes barely open.

"You're lying to me again... but that's okay. You don't have to tell me..." She smiles as she winces slightly, "lay with me..?"

Her eyes practically begged him, and Chan felt his heart skip.

His weak will brings him to her, placing him by her side.

He tried to convince himself: "only until she falls asleep..."

While Chris and [y/n] fall asleep, the rest of the pack falls into chaos.

Hyunjin and Jisung were bickering and arguing again, just like they did when they first met.

Jeongin was in his room, staring up at his ceiling, wishing to get away from his house.

Felix and Minho were attempting to make food(not going quite as hoped).

Changbin was strolling the woods, well aware of what was happening and trying to figure out solutions.

And lastly, Seungmin was... missing.

(ok ok i'm kidding)

Lastly, Seungmin was staring at his phone screen, not actually doing anything, just... thinking. Hoping.

WORD COUNT: 785

this is actually out earlier than excepted but- i hope this isn't too disappointing 💛🥺