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Seungmin hated being sick. It meant being uncomfortable, stuffed up, and sore. But more importantly, it meant having to stay home while the rest of his pack went into work. Which didn't sound too bad, but it also meant not getting to see them during the day and that always ruffled his omega.
They made sure to text him a lot, sure, and send him some pictures and Chan had called him earlier when he'd gotten a free moment to make sure he was doing alright. But it wasn't the same as seeing them in person.
And to make things worse, he thought he was starting to enter his preheat, which was just the cherry on top of his problems because it meant he wanted to be even closer to his mates than usual. He tended to be more drawn to the other omegas before his heat, wanting to nest with them and scent them, but Minho, Changbin, and Jisung weren't around for him to do any of that so all he could do was sulk in his own nest, reaching occasionally for a tissue or a sip of water. Hyunjin had filled up a water bottle before he'd left and made him promise to keep drinking it during the day.
He passed his time mostly on his phone, even trying to write some lyrics but the motivation wasn't really there and he kept sniffling annoyingly, his nose a little stuffy.
He kept going back and forth on whether to let someone know he was going into preheat, knowing that it would just make them feel guilty about not being with him and he didn't want anyone to rush home from work unnecessarily when he was fine, even though he didn't want to admit it.
So he pressed his face into his nest instead, taking special interest in Jisung's hoodie that he had right next to his pillow which the omega had left for him just that morning. It smelled delicious, a sweet honey scent that got past his stuffed nose and made him hum in content.
His knees curled up as he pulled his blanket over himself, thinking he might take a nap to pass the time. Jisung's scent was making his eyes feel a little heavy as he kept breathing it in and he let them close as he drifted off to sleep.
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He wasn't sure how much time had passed when he opened his eyes again, but he was sure that he'd officially entered preheat. He whined to himself, upset that his mates weren't here, especially when he checked his phone and saw that it was still a couple hours away from when anyone would probably be home.
But then, he spotted a message notification and when he clicked on it, expecting another in check-in or maybe a picture, he saw it was from Minho, sent about thirty minutes ago.
pack omega
my vocal lesson for this afternoon got canceled, coming home.
you doing okay?
He sat up, noticing that his door was cracked open a little bit when he was sure it was fully closed when he'd fallen asleep. Had Minho come in and seen he was sleeping?
He threw his blanket off, took another sip of water to make Hyunjin happy, and peeked his head out his door. In his preheat he was more sensitive to smells and he could tell Minho was in the apartment, his scent more recent than any of the others.
He ventured out further into the apartment and found Minho on the couch, legs up and concentrated on something on his phone. He saw his nose twitch minutely and then he looked up, catching sight of him.
"Hi, Seungmo. You okay?"
He shuffled over to him, his omega pleased at having a packmate home when he thought he'd have to wait longer to see any of them. Minho's nose twitched again as he came closer.
"Baby," he said as Seungmin crawled onto the couch next to him. "Are you in preheat?"
Seungmin hummed, pressing close to him, his hands looping around Minho's arm as his face tucked into his neck. Minho's sweet pudding scent invaded his nose as he took a deep breath, body slumping against him.
"You should've told us, puppy," Minho scolded lightly but Seungmin just pressed closer until he was practically in Minho's lap, their chests pressed together.
Minho grunted, his arms wrapping around his waist to keep him secure.
"Definitely in preheat," his pack omega muttered, tilting his head a little to give Seungmin better access to his neck. Seungmin took advantage of it, his nose squished into his scent gland to breathe him in. Both he and Minho were in shorts (Minho must have changed after getting home) and the bare skin of their legs rubbed together as his hands clutched Minho's t-shirt to keep him from pulling away as he scented his pack omega.
He sat back abruptly, though, dragging Minho off the couch with him because something wasn't quite right and he knew how to fix it.
"Come to my nest," he said before Minho could ask what was wrong, and the omega followed him obligingly down the hallway into his room where he pushed Minho down onto his bed, into the middle of his nest. Minho landed on one of his own t-shirts that had just been starting to lose his scent.
Minho wheezed as he flopped on top of him, knees squeezing his waist as his nose found its way back to his neck and scent gland. He took a deep breath, and the beginnings of a purr started in his chest now that he had Minho in his nest.
"Did you miss me?" Minho cooed. "Little omega was all alone in preheat?"
"Mhm," he nodded, oblivious to the teasing. He didn't feel like bickering right now, too focused on rubbing his own scent on Minho. He could vaguely detect the scents of other people on him, could pick up the scent of two or three staff members that Minho must've interacted with today and it wouldn't usually bother him but he didn't want those scents in his nest so he worked hard to cover them up with his own coffee.
He growled slightly as he caught the scent of one of their omega managers and quickly wiped it out, pumping his coffee out aggressively until the only thing he could smell on Minho was himself. He even snuck his hands under Minho’s shirt, craving some more skin on skin contact.
"Seungmin…"
Minho sounded winded, his voice a little weak and Seungmin realized that maybe it was a little over the top to completely douse him in his scent, but Minho hadn't tried to stop him.
He snuggled in, rubbing his cheek against his scent gland while his wrist dragged along his stomach, scenting him all over. He could feel the edges of his brain going a little fuzzy as Minho's scent got stronger, trying to mark him as well.
His mouth parted, tongue licking across his scent gland and Minho made a soft sound, his hands gripping him tighter until one of them moved a little lower, slipping into his loose shorts to feel for the sensitive scent gland on his inner thigh.
He shivered, whining lowly as Minho rubbed his wrist against his thigh. He kept licking over the pack omega's neck, sucking on it gently as he pulled out more and more pudding scent until it was all he could focus on, a quiet buzzing filling his ears and he could feel himself getting scent drunk He was definitely more prone to it when in preheat since he was more sensitive to scents, and it came on quickly, but from what he could tell Minho was starting to lose himself too. His stronger preheat scent was definitely making Minho more prone to getting scent drunk, too.
He was panting, and he bullied Seungmin away from his neck so he could switch them around to get his own nose in Seungmin's scent gland, kissing it and scraping it gently with his teeth. He had started to purr, too, both of their chests rumbling against each other as Seungmin shuddered at the touch of teeth.
"Gon' bite you," Minho said, though his words were a little slurred. Definitely scent drunk, then, just like he was.
He whined, tilting his neck submissively to give Minho room to bite him, one leg kicking out instinctively as teeth sunk into his sent gland. Minho bit down relatively hard, pinning him in place as he squirmed, the purr stuttering in his chest for a couple seconds from the pain but it was quickly washed away by a flood of dopamine and a rush of Minho's scent enveloping him.
He felt dizzy, almost like he was in another dimension as he clung to his pack omega, Minho licking over his bitten scent gland to soothe it. He was purring again, louder this time and Minho responded to him, nuzzling his neck lovingly as he kept rubbing his wrist against the scent gland on his thigh. His other hand was in Seungmin's hair to keep him in place as he scented him.
Seungmin was blissed out, his eyes closed and whole body lax as he kept breathing in Minho's scent until he was almost choking on it, but he didn't want to pull away. Not when his omega felt so settled and happy.
He had no concept of the passage of time as they laid there, listening to Minho's purring. The pack omega had the loudest purr out of all of them and it filled the room, could probably be heard from outside of it too so it was no surprise when he vaguely heard the sound of someone coming down the hallway, probably drawn to the sound.
It was surprising that someone was home already, but maybe they'd been here longer than he'd thought. He was definitely feeling very out of it, very loopy and pliant and drunk on Minho's scent.
"Seungmin? Minho hyung?"
It sounded like Felix even though his hearing was a little off. It almost sounded like he was underwater, and Felix was speaking to him from above it. It was a little muffled, but he could mostly make it out.
He could also see familiar blond hair, though his vision was spinning a little bit and he had to blink hard to bring Felix into better focus. He could see Jeongin behind him, peeking his head in the door.
"Hey," Felix said, reaching into his nest to put a hand on his shoulder. "What are you guys doing? Should you really be all snuggled up like this when you're sick, Seungmin? You could give Minho hyung whatever bug you’ve caught."
He wasn't really listening, though. His nose was pressed securely against Minho's scent gland and he was much more focused on inhaling more pudding than paying attention to whatever Felix was saying. Minho's purring was also loud enough that it partly drowned out his boyfriend's words.
"Hyung, he smells like he's in preheat," Jeongin noticed, and Felix hummed.
"Yeah, you're right. They also look like they're on hard drugs."
He heard Jeongin laugh. "I don't think I've ever seen Minho hyung quite so scent drunk. I guess the preheat pheromones really hit him. Look, he even bit him."
He felt hands brushing against his sides, but they seemed more aimed towards Minho because soon he was being pulled to the side, away from him. Before he could panic, though, Minho was growling, and his fingers dug into his thigh and hair to prevent himself from leaving, pressing even closer and snuffling his scent gland defiantly.
"Minho hyung," someone said. He didn't care enough to figure out who. "You're both really scent drunk right now, maybe you should take a break from each other. Have a drink, get something to eat? Has Seungmin had dinner?"
But dinner was the last thing on his mind right now. He was still purring, arms tightening around Minho to keep him close as he pressed a couple open mouth kisses against his scent gland. More of his pudding bloomed out of it and he licked it over with his tongue, trying to breathe it all in as his head went even fuzzier.
There were more hands on him, though, and he whined in distress as he was pulled away. He wasn't as successful as Minho was at pulling away, mostly because his body was so limp and pliant that Jeongin had an easy time prying him away, even though Minho was still clinging to him.
"Seungmin hyung," Jeongin was murmuring in his ear. "It's time for dinner, baby. Aren't you hungry?"
He did a little growl of his own, though it sounded less threatening than Minho's had. Jeongin managed to pull him to the other side of the bed and Felix was untangling Minho's hands from his shirt to separate them.
The pack omega put up a bit of a fight, a growl rumbling through his chest as he kicked out and strained his neck towards Seungmin, towards his scent, but Felix managed to pull him away.
Seungmin was whining sadly, though he did feel like he could breathe a little better now that his nose wasn't clogged up with Minho's pudding smell. He slumped into Jeongin, whines puttering off a little as the alpha rubbed his tummy soothingly.
"You guys can keep cuddling later," Felix told them as both omegas sulked. "But I think you should get some food in you first. Plus, the others will be back soon and I'm sure they'll want to see you."
Seungmin pouted, but Jeongin was getting off the bed and swinging him up into his arms. "I'm gonna take Seungminnie to the kitchen and start on some food," he heard him say, and then they were leaving the room. He hooked his chin on Jeongin's shoulder and waved sadly to Minho as he was carried out of the room against his will.
"Sit here, hyung." Jeongin set him down on the couch. "Can I step away for a second to get you a glass of water? It'll help clear your head."
Seungmin nodded hesitantly, still feeling disoriented and fuzzy, his vision still not working perfectly, but the couch was familiar and he relaxed against it.
Jeongin left him, but he could hear him moving around quickly and soon he was back in front of him, guiding a straw to his lips and coaxing him into holding a glass. "Drink up, hyung."
He sipped the water, and it felt refreshing against his throat. It woke him up a little, too, probably what Jeongin was aiming for. He blinked a couple times and took a few more gulps of water before looking up at Jeongin.
"Better," he mumbled.
"Head clear?"
"Kinda.” His head was still fuzzy, his muscles still lax and his hearing still a little muffled but he definitely felt more present than he’d been a couple minutes ago. “Can I see Minho hyung again?" He pouted.
Jeongin chuckled. "Lix hyung will bring him out when the food is ready, and when you're both a bit more clear minded. Did you have lunch at least?"
He nodded. "Made a sandwich and took a nap an hour later. Minho hyung was back when I woke up."
Jeongin nodded. "You wanna come into the kitchen with me while I make something? I think I'll just heat up some leftovers for you two and then the rest of us can make something later, yeah?"
He nodded. Now that he was coming back to reality he realized he was getting kinda hungry.
"There's some leftover meat from last night," he told him. "I'll eat that. And come with you."
"Okay," Jeongin patted his knee. "I'll text Lix hyung and have him bring Minho hyung out. Hopefully he managed to calm him down a little cause he was not happy about us separating you."
"I wasn't either," he grumbled as Jeongin held his hand into the kitchen. "We were having a really nice time."
Jeongin hummed. "And you can go back to having a nice time once you've both had dinner and washed up for bed. I'll even tuck you in together."
Seungmin leaned patiently against the kitchen counter as Jeongin heated up the leftovers on two separate plates, but he perked up when Felix entered the room followed closely by Minho who looked sleepy and a little out of it but more aware than he'd been before. He made a beeline for Seungmin and he saw Felix hesitate but the blond let him go.
"Seungmo," he muttered, rising on his feet slightly to hook his chin on his shoulder. He snuffled at his scent gland just as Jeongin set their plates down in front of them.
"Eat, Minho hyung," Felix said firmly. "Then we can put a movie on and you two can lay on the couch while the rest of us eat."
He thought Minho might tell him not to boss him around but he just sighed and started eating quickly. He began working on his own plate, too, eager to finish it so Jeongin and Felix would let them go scent each other again.
They finished quickly and Jeongin took both their plates for them as Minho took him by the wrist and dragged him to the couch. He still looked a little cloudy eyed and he himself was still feeling a bit loopy, his limbs felt tired and he had to focus on putting one foot in front of the other until they collapsed on the couch and Minho swung a leg over his lap to pin him down, reattaching his nose to the scent gland on his neck and Seungmin sighed in content as he was surrounded by pudding again.
Felix came in to turn on a movie for them but it was really just background noise as they inhaled each other.
They laid there peacefully until he heard the sound of the door open and several voices flooded the apartment, the sound of the rest of their pack arriving home.
They were both purring again, Minho louder like usual and the noise drew their mates toward them, peeking their heads into the living.
"Hi, babies," Chan cooed, placing a hand on each of their heads. He felt Minho stiffen slightly, maybe scared Chan would try to pull them apart, but their pack alpha just petted them and pulled a blanket over their laps. It seemed that now they'd been fed their mates were content to let them be.
He snuggled into Minho, pressing some more kisses into his scent gland to coax out more of his sweet scent. The rest of the pack slowly trickled in, sitting around them and paying more attention to the movie than they were. Somewhere beyond the flood of Minho's scent he could detect popcorn.
He could feel himself growing sleepy, getting scent drunk again as his eyelids grew heavy and he leaned all his weight on Minho's body until his head was just resting on his shoulder, nose close enough to his scent gland that he could keep breathing him in.
This was a much better way to spend his sickness, and his omega was very satisfied with the amount of scent he was getting from his packmate during his preheat. He thought, as he fell asleep, that he should try to get Minho scent drunk more often because this was really, really nice.