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Jisung felt like shit, there was no other way to explain how he felt, his body ached with an almost bone deep tiredness, whilst his stomach seemingly waged war with anything he ate. The omega found himself having a restless sleep too, only settling down once he curled up in his nest, the faint smell of an alpha still clinging to the blankets.
All he really wanted to do was curl up in his nest and sleep. Yet Jisung knew he couldn’t, soon he would have to get up and make his way to the SM Building for practice with the rest of his members. This was something that he was truly dreading, as the one Alpha he wanted to see so bad simply wouldn’t be there.
Resigning himself to a long day of practice, Jisung forced himself out of the nest, dragging his body to the shower, holding to wash away some of the flush he found coating his face. The omega was definitely getting sick.
Jisung went about his daily routine in a blur, leaving his flat and making his way to the SM building still deep in thought, not even realizing he had pulled on the hoodie that his alpha had left in his flat a few weeks back, until Jaemin unceremoniously pointed the fact out in front of everyone.
“Jisungie, that hoodie. It’s Jaehyun’s, no?” Jaemin teased, leaning forward to smell the fabric, “That’s definitely Jaehyun’s scent, it’s faint, but it’s there.”
“Oh? I didn’t realize,” Jisung murmured out, having Jaemin’s scent so close to him had his stomach slightly churning, “He must have left it at mine a while back or something and we just didn’t notice.”
Before Jaemin could retort, the group's choreographer entered the room, sending the members scattering to their positions. It was almost strange to see the practice room so full even with a few of the 127 members missing.
It wasn’t until lunch that a few of the older members managed to get a good look at Jisung, spotting his flushed cheeks and sluggish movements, yet no one said anything until lunch arrived. The strong smells had Jisung bolt out of the practice room, with Chenle hot on his tail.
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“Sung, wait.” Chenle’s voice echoed down the corridor but Jisung didn’t slow, darting into the closest bathroom as his stomach churned, pain shooting though his back, as his morning’s breakfast made an appearance.
The younger shook where he sat hunched on the bathroom floor, hand shaking as he pressed gently on his stomach, whimpering at the slight tenderness, only to jolt when he felt a hand run though his hair, glancing up to see Chenle staring at him in worry.
“Sungie, are you okay? Are you sick?” Jisung simply shrugged his shoulders in response, the cold of Chenle’s hand feeling nice on his skin.
Jisung let himself relax back into the older touch as Chenle helped him up, wetting a napkin to run over the omegas' sweat soaked skin. It was nice to have Chenle fret over him, but Jisung found himself pulling back slightly as Chenle’s scent began to overwhelm him.
“You smell really strong, Lele, not in a bad way, just feels a little too much,” Jisung whispered out when Chenle looked at him in concern.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I don’t remember putting any spray on this morning,” Chenle’s brows furrowed in confusion.
“No, your smell Chenle, your pheromones, it’s really strong, Jaemin’s was too,” Jisung started, tilting his head as tried to think why, "Maybe it's left over from your ruts last week, but you don’t smell like each other?”
Chenle simply nodded, brows still furrowed in confusion over the omegas words as he helped his best friend back to the practice room.
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A sudden silence fell over the practice room as the pair stepped in, the faint smell of food in the air still making Jisung’s stomach churn but nowhere near as bad.
“Are you okay, Ji?” Taeyong was first to step forward, his scent filled with anxiety and worry for the younger omega.
“I’m okay, Hyung, just a little under the weather I think.” Jisung smiled at the older omega, still leaning against Chenle as the older Alpha rubbed a comforting hand on his waist.
“We spoke to the choreographer and your manager, you’re going to go home and take tomorrow off too.” Taeyong ran a hand through Jisung's hair as he spoke, smiling softly when the younger nodded in agreement, letting out a small sigh at the comforting touch.
“Do you want me to come with you, Sungie?” Chenle questioned
“Mhm, no I’ll be okay. It’s probably just the flu or something.”
“Wait Ji, isn’t your heat due soon? Maybe you're just in preheat?” Jisung turned, slightly locking eyes with Jeno.
“I think so, I’m not too sure, it would definitely make sense though.” Jisung tilted his head in thought before turning back to Taeyong, “I’ll check my calendar when I get home and let you know if it is my heat.”
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The car ride was mostly silent on the way home, only broken by Jisung asking his manager if they could stop at a pharmacy first. He realized that it was probably better to get the medicine now if he was in fact sick, but yet Jisung couldn’t stop thinking, Jeno’s words repeating in the back of his head.
Standing in the pharmacy, Jisung let his feet take him away, not truly thinking as he collected medication until he found himself staring down one aisle in particular. Jeno’s words rang in his head as he pulled out his phone.
There reality settled over Jisung, Jeno was right in one way his heat had been due, it was supposed to happen 3 weeks ago. Jisung hadn’t even noticed he’d missed it, but he found so many things clicking into place for him, the aches, the sickness, the need to be surrounded by his Alpha's scent, by Jaehyun’s scent.
Turning around, Jisung walked down the aisle coming to a stop in front of the shelves, grabbing 3 boxes as he tried to debate whether he wished his thoughts were right or wrong.
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The air felt like it was charged as Jisung paced his bathroom, three tests sat on his counter as he waited for his timer to go off, not daring to look in their direction as the omega fretted over every possible outcome.
Jisung jumped as the timer went off, anxiety creeping over his body as he turned towards the tests, flipping them over one by one, his breath growing ragged with each test, all three of them holding 2 stark red lines, Jisung was fucked.
He knew he needed to call Jaehyun, he needed to tell him, but he also knew Jaehyun wouldn’t have access to his phone for the next few hours, but this couldn’t wait. He needed to let him know now, to at least ease some of the worry he was feeling.
Princess
- Hyung we have a situation
- Please call me as soon as you can
- I don’t know what to do Hyung
Princess sent a photo
To say Jisung was a nervous wreck was an understatement, he had to force himself to place his phone outside the nest to stop himself from consistently checking his still unread messages to the older.
Gradually, Jisung’s body relaxed, his mind finally coming to terms with the news he had learnt hours earlier, letting the younger slip into a well needed sleep unaware of the phone currently lighting up only a few steps away.
Jae
- Princess?
- What are those?
- Wait
- Are you serious
- Baby pick up the phone
- Oh my god I’m going to be a dad?
- I’m taking leave
Princess missed a call from Jae
Princess missed a video call from Jae
Princess missed a video call from Jae
Jae
- I’ll be there soon baby
- I love you