⇾ room 1

@(o) youngjae Standing there, alone, was slightly nerve wracking for Mark, hoping he wasn't making the omega feel uncomfortable in any way. Upon seeing the distraught look mar the younger's features, Mark panicked, ready to do whatever Youngjae needed just so he wouldn't have that upset look. The worry for one of their omegas distracted Mark from his lightheadedness, more alert now. "I know, I know, and tried calling him, too, but I can't really get a hold of him." Mark hurried to cut in to soothe the latter, furrowing his brows in frustration for this situation. The pleading look that was now being directed at him had Mark swallowing thickly. Help, okay. He could do this, right? Usually, Mark wasn't around when one of their omegas had their heat, or he was locked up in his room trying to fight off his own heat alone. His steps faltered for a moment before he found himself beside Youngjae, gingerly taking a seat at the edge of the bed. "Okay, it'll be okay, Youngjae-ah.." He tried in his calmest tone, reaching out to brush the omega's sweaty bangs from his flushed face. "Just tell me what exactly you want me to do, hm? I don't want to do anything you don't want."

@(b) mark Youngjae watched as the other started scampering off towards the apartment. Youngjae sat there, a look of agony visible in his face upon feeling the eerie feeling of the said heat. Youngjae could feel himself leaking and it was the most unpleasant thing he ever felt in his life. He tried crossing his legs but it made him leak even more and so defeated, he ended up freezing in his spot, back hunched before seeing the retreating figure of the beta. He doesn't need to know that the news of course, is obviously upsetting base by the expression found in the elder's face. "W-what? B-but I need him.." Youngjae said, voice breaking. Youngjae saw how the other was once again, having difficulty on focusing. He knew it was his scent, it made himself lightheaded even. When the other offered help, Youngjae just wants to cry in relief. Upon hearing the word 'privacy and mark leaving.' Youngjae pleaded as he looked onto the elder. "Hyung, please. Help me. Anything. Need this.. to go away.." Youngjae said, eyelids closing upon the intensity of the shaking in his head. Going through a heat on your own was normal for Youngjae, but it was way too painful, he can't even do that anymore. And so, he took the risk, gently tugging the elder's arm towards him. "Hyung.. please.. anything.. help me.."

@(o) youngjae With some difficulty, Mark was able to focus on Youngjae's words and stumble out of the suffocating room in search of the other pack omega. Now that the scent wasn't as strong out in the hall, though noticeably present, Mark could think clearly. However, worry started to settle in when the youngest was nowhere to be found. Okay, so he wasn't in the apartment, but that didn't mean Mark couldn't call him, hoping the latter wasn't busy. The beta took his phone out of his pocket and dialed the number of the youngest, waiting for the three sets of tones to finish before letting out a frustrated huff. After trying this process several times only to obtain the same results, Mark, with a defeated sigh, made his way back into Youngjae's room to break the news. "He's not home, and he's not picking up either." He informed slowly, trying not to focus too much on the scent. "Is there anything I can help with? Or..do you, maybe, I don't know, want some privacy? I can leave if you need me to--" Mark knew how painful it was to go through a heat on your own, but he also knew some omegas weren't entirely comfortable with a beta or an alpha in the room if they weren't ready. He just wasn't sure what Youngjae would want so he opted for awkwardly standing by the door and not daring to venture too far into the room.

@(b) mark "Youngjae-ah.." the way the elder's soft voice called his name out was enough for Youngjae to feel calm despite the eerie feeling in his senses. Even though the elder was reassuring him that he was there, Youngjae had to fix his gaze onto his lap as he tries to find a way on how to be comfortable despite the feeling of something very unsettling on his skin and his stomach. That's when Youngjae failed to smell his own strong smell. He grimaced a bit upon sniffing as the sweet smell was too strong that it even made him scrunch his nose a bit. Looking at the elder who was practically clutching onto the door frame, Youngjae was no fool that of course, his heat affects Mark just as the others from their pack would be. For a second, Youngjae reconsidered on probably telling Mark to stay away from him for he knows Mark is also having a huge problem with being this near to him or suffer alone. When the other brought up about Yugyeom's presence, Youngjae almost screamed in happiness. "Hyung, yes, please. Thank you." Youngjae breathed out even though his breathing was obviously uneven, little did he know that Yugyeom was afterall, not in the dorm and is unable to help him.

@(o) youngjae The moment Mark walked into the apartment, a strong, sweet scent filled his senses. The beta had been shocked, frozen in his steps for a brief second before coming back to his senses and quickly closing the door lest someone else take a sniff and come barging in. When Mark passed by the slightly ajar door of the first room, he heard the soft whisper of his name coming from within. Mark could sense the silent desperation from the omega as he met his eyes, trying to take a few deep, controlled breaths before advancing. The closer he got, the more the haze seemed to cloud his mind, making him dizzy as he approached. It was a bit of a struggle to even clear his vision, having to had clutched onto the doorframe to steady himself. After a violent shake of his head, Mark was able to clear his thoughts for the time being, using that chance to go closer. "Youngjae-ah.." He called softly in worry, brows furrowed at the sight of the flushed omega. "Hyung's here..." Mark assured the latter, attempting to calm him down. "How can I help? Would you rather I call Yugyeom to come back to help?"

@(b) mark Youngjae was woken up by an eerie feeling in his skin. He can feel how his sweat would trail onto his back and if it wasn't the most uncomfortable feeling in this world, he could've stopped himself from groaning upon the feeling. It was also impossibly hot, but the gods know it's supposed to be cold in their country since it was undoubtedly winter after all. Youngjae shifted a bit and that's when the sudden shot of blood rushed to his groin that he realizes something very very wrong. "." He curses as the thought of him being in heat was nowhere near his imagination for it was only the 4th of December and his heat starting like this is definitely a mistake. He had his heat about 2 weeks ago but now the realization that it was another different month, Youngjae let himself whine as the struggle of finding someone before this would go out of control. Yugyeom, the other omega in the pack would mostly be the needed one here for he is also an omega and would be almost willing to help Youngjae out of all of this. Though, just by the thought of Yugyeom being away, it made him pray for his dear life. Youngjae struggled as he sit up, every movement making blood rush to his groin and it felt extremely embarrassing yet painful. He took slight steps towards the door before falling back to the bad upon smelling a familiar scent. "Mark hyung." He whispered to himself when the figure appeared. He can't tell himself that he was afraid, no he wasn't because firstly, Mark was a beta and not an alpha which is quite relieving. But the thought that Mark was after all still from their pack, it made him tense a bit. Youngjae clutched his stomach tightly and looked at Mark with pleading eyes as if to say 'help me'. Youngjae was even more scared if his scent would start spreading onto the dorm, knowing that there were lots of perfectly healthy young boys. "H-hyung. I-it came out earlier than I-I expected." Youngjae stuttered out, his cheeks flushing a shade of pink hue.