⚘ 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚-𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆

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Jaemin grew even more worried about his boyfriend after Haechan's phone call with Renjun.

"Come with me." Was what the tanned male had told him while trying to call someone else on his phone– probably one of his co-workers to cover up his shift.

And here they are, at Renjun and Jeno's shared apartment. Gently knocking on the hard wooden door as Haechan was holding a paper bag of sweets specifically for the purebred omega werewolf boy.

They can't smell anything despite being just outside where Jeno's at. Not a single scent of sweet Raspberry and Green apples in the air surrounding them.

The door opens, revealing a very obvious tired Renjun. They had expected to be immediately invited in for whatever reason Renjun had called them over for.

But instead, the witch boy had shut the door closed behind him, wand in hand. "I have a strong spell on around the apartment so no one can smell Jeno from a mile away." He said first.

"That explains why." Haechan chuckles a little, handing the small paper bag of sweets to his boyfriend. "Here, maybe Jeno can have these if he feels like it."

"Oh definitely, he's extremely picky and whiny when in heat." Renjun comments as he peeks through the paper bag.

"Why'd you call us?" Jaemin asks, not hiding how impatient and worried he is.

His best friend turns to him, "Jeno needs you." He briefly said.

Jaemin quirks an eyebrow at him, confusion written all over his face. "But didn't you say–"

"Rare moments Huang Renjun is wrong, my dude." Haechan cuts him off with a nonchalant shrug.

He ignores the smack he receives on his arm matching with a harsh glare. "Don't tease him too much about it though, he doesn't want to admit it." He grins.

Jaemin snorts as a small reply. Renjun lets out a bitter huff and crosses his arms, "look, Jeno is in pain, like–" he tries to explain with his hands moving around.

He then exhales deeply, "I'm too tired for this explaining thing– just, see it for yourself." Giving up, he turns back around to open the door to his apartment.

Once Haechan and Jaemin steps a foot inside the apartment, they were immediately greeted by slight disaster.

For starters, anyone would know an omega is in heat somewhere in the place thanks to the very sweet scent entering their noses.

But that's not what Haechan and Jaemin were shocked about.

The place looked like it was raided. By an animal.

There was a broken glass in the corner, the couch was messed up and had holes in them which you can obviously see the foam, the carpet was also a little messed up.

Then there was a small trail of food on the floor.

The sight made them raise a brow at Renjun who was already holding his magic wand.

"Jeno tried to escape the apartment and wouldn't want to go back to his room, so I tricked him with some food he might like. Kind of worked." He shrugs.

"Why did he want to escape?" Jaemin questions. Why did his boyfriend want to leave his own safe space while in heat?

"He was looking for you." Renjun replies, voice now almost strict. "He kept asking for you to come over, but I obviously wouldn't let that happen," he explains.

Jaemin rolls his eyes, damn right Renjun was an idiot this time.

"That's why the place looks like this," the witch boy added as he gestures to the mess in the living room.

"Jeno gets very moody, he throws a tantrum whenever he's not getting what he wants." He nonchalantly said as if that was a normal case.

Maybe for him since he's been watching over Jeno during his heats anyway. Still, that's a lot to handle especially when Renjun is still studying to be a doctor.

"He got upset earlier this morning, and it only added up to his stress and frustration from his heat. So he threw a glass of water and ruined the couch."

"Let me guess, he wanted Jaemin over." Haechan spoke up, a resting bitch face on.

Renjun sighs but nods anyway, he knows he might've been wrong about keeping Jaemin away as much as possible from Jeno for the meantime.

"Jeno's in his room right now, a little calmer since he took his medicine a minute ago, but the pain is still there, so be gentle please." He instructs Jaemin.

"Haechan and I will leave you two be, I need some fresh air anyway." Shrugging his shoulders as he mumbles a quick spell to clean everything up.

"I agree, I don't know how you managed to not get a nosebleed with this scent lingering around the place while I've been here for a few minutes, about to pass out." Haechan quips.

Renjun lightly laughs and kisses his cheek, "come with me to the pharmacy, Jeno needs more medications and he might want a slushy later too."

Jaemin mindlessly hums at them, eyeing the door to Jeno's bedroom. His ears then twitch when he hears a small whimper from the said room.

"Go on." Renjun ushers him. Giving him approval as he reaches for Haechan's hand and leading them outside. "Call us if needed."

Jaemin doesn't respond, he just takes a moment to prepare himself while taking a deep breath, the sweet scent of his boyfriend entering his nose.

He feels like a werewolf by now. A small growl escaping his lips as he marches up to Jeno's bedroom door.

He knocks, earns a mumbled reply of invitation, before turning the doorknob.

He sees Jeno surrounded by clothes, nesting. If Jaemin thought the scent in the living room was enough, Jeno's bedroom is definitely worse.

The purebred omega blinks up at him, mid chew on a toy bone Renjun had given him to help him calm down and get distracted.

Jaemin's breath hitched when he sees what Jeno's wearing.

Just a simple white tee that was too big for him, reaching his thighs as Jaemin can see a glimpse of Jeno's boxers.

He feels a little lightheaded, maybe overwhelmed, and he really, really wants to do something. But he's restraining himself– he doesn't want to hurt his boyfriend.

"So be gentle please." Renjun said earlier.

Before he could greet the younger boy, Jeno jumps to his feet and runs up to him, dropping the toy bone while at it as he practically jumps into Jaemin's arms.

"Min," he mumbles against Jaemin's shoulder, arms around his neck while his legs were snaked around Jaemin's waist.

"Sweets." Jaemin croaks, hugging Jeno tighter as he could feel Jeno's slick escaping his boxers and running down his thighs.

Yeah, Jaemin feels like he's about to either pass out or pounce Jeno right now.

Jeno pouts and clings closer, tighter, nosing Jaemin's shoulder, "need you." He whines.

And Jaemin, Jaemin's now conflicted.

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