《You Are Ours [DISCONTINUED]》••17••
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He blinked.
He was back in the room again. He guessed Woojin already left but the older's scent was left on his bed sheets.
He looked at the hoodie the older left behind in their cuddle session and sighed. Another long, boring day began.
His favorite moment on the day was when the eight of them came home. They left the house early almost every day and came home pretty late.
Home
It felt weird to think like that. He hated the silence in the mansion and the long days where he had nothing to do. That made him miss them more than necessarily.
Hyunjin snuggled closer to Woojin's hoodie and inhaled the soothing scent of the older. Visibly relaxing, he sighed into the clothing and curled up.
Blinking, he realized what he just did.
Sweet Jesus, why was he acting like an omega?
Hyunjin groaned and sat up in his bed. He'd better get up sooner or later. He began walking towards the bathroom, bringing Woojin's hoodie with him.
After changing into comfortable gray sweatpants and a black t-shirt, he looked on the brown hoodie before shrugging and putting it on. It felt nice to have Woojin's scent surround him and he let out a happy noise as he began going downstairs.
Breakfast went by fast, he was eating alone as usual. The distant sound of maids in the house was in the background and he decided to listen to some music.
Though he still haven't received a phone, they gave him music players and access to the tv in case he would be too bored. Most of the time he read or painted random things and other days he danced in the training room.
Which he still was sure they planned.
He sighed again, finishing his meal before running up to his room and jumped back in bed.
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Snuggling with the large hoodie, he took some pens and paper, just to entertain himself for a while.
Later that night when Chan came though the door, Hyunjin immediately came down the stairs and hugged the older.
Chan laughed and put his arms around Hyunjin's waist, pulling him closer so they wouldn't lose their balance.
"Did you miss us baby?"
Hyunjin pouted.
"Of course I have! You guys always leave so early and leave me all day in this boring mansion."
A chuckle were heard from behind them as Minho came in.
"Sorry, sweetie. We have to work, sadly. If I would choose, I would cuddle you all day."
Hyunjin's eyes lit up and he giggled.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
The older smiled gently and pecked him on the cheek, making Hyunjin blush. Woojin came through the door and kissed him on the forehead, gladly accepting the younger's 'welcome home'.
"Isn't Woojin's hoodie way to large for you, Jinnie?"
Seungmin sat down in the couch and Hyunjin happily jumped down beside him, leaving Chan to take off his jacket.
"Nah, Minnie. I think I'm keeping it from now on."
He snuggled closer to the hoodie, unaware of the fond smiles aimed his way. Jisung entered shortly after, happily yelling as he hugged Hyunjin making the other laugh.
Changbin and Felix entered hand in hand, both smiling at his 'welcome home' and hugging him before pulling away to take off their jackets.
"Why do all of you have to leave all the time? I'm dying out of boredom here!"
Chan and Woojin chuckled.
"You know, if you want, we can take you on lunch."
Hyunjin widened his eyes and looked at them. They steadily met his shocked expression with gentle smiles.
"The...outside? You mean-"
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"Yeah, the restaurants outside the mansion baby."
"But you have to remember the rules, alright?"
Hyunjin nodded. They were letting him out? He understood that it was only lunch but that really ticked him off.
Why?
He shook his head and smiled.
"Thanks, guys."
After dinner, Hyunjin started feeling weird. Was it something he ate?
He couldn't remember anything dangerous in the food, the others ate too and they looked fine.
Though Felix's scent seemed stronger and sweeter. Realization hit him and he gasped at Felix, who now sat in front of him.
Shit.
"Felix?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you going into heat?"
The omega looked surprised at him.
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