┋apt 120

@ᵃ lee jongwon. The sound of his door opening followed the cursing with his name; Taemin never woke up once; he was passed out cold on the washroom floor. Even when you held him in your arms, he didn't make any sound, his face stayed the same with no subtle changes, his breathing was shallow and slow.

His body had remains of cold sweat, with his fringe stuck to his forehead, and his mouth had leftover toothpaste, which was now dried. As you are in Taemin's washroom, something lightly paws your leg. It was Ddaeng, one of his cats, who seemed worried about his owner, and it meowed a few times as if asking questions. The cream-coated cat was looking at you, hoping to see that his owner was fine.

The omega's scent gradually intensified to its normal state, a sign that Taemin was waking up; his eyes slowly peeled open, though they were heavy.

mm....

He looked at you but didn't register who was there, holding him as his eyelids fell shut once more; he was relaxed in the embrace and the scent that enveloped him. The omega was so out of it that his mind was lost in the clouds as he was recovering from his intense panic attack, unsure if he'd notice what or who was in his surroundings.

@ᵒ lee taemin. invasive prick.

jongwon mentally chided, clear hesitation resonating in quiet knocking against the door when he could have clearely announced his presence with the electronic door bell. anxiety manifested in the constant shifting of weight from one foot to another, he waits for a couple of minutes more before pressing the bell. still no answer.

taemin was definitely inside, he thought, recalling their text conversations at the morning. there was no schedule for today and jongwon remembered deciding to ask the omega for an outing to the art museum. however, his call was met with a voicemail.

he waits, and waits. anxiety gradually crowding his forebrain. it couldn't be, the uncertain alpha held the doorknob and twisted open. a soft click could be heard when the door slowly opened.

taemin? taemin?

he called. the black bag he had shouldered on his left, abandoned on the floor while he scurried towards taemin's bedroom. the scent that engulfed him when he stepped inside the private space was overwhelming, it wasn't the usual pleasant fragrance and then blood in jongwon's veins ran cold.

, taemin!

jongwon was honestly terrified when he found you on the floor. his usually calm mien riddled with anxiety as he gathered you in his arms. tension left his body, when his heard you breathing, rigid shoulders slackening to discover you'd only fallen asleep.

[ selfpost/closed TW: /// For panic attacks and mention of blood from mate biting]


Taemin, with a calm facade, left the lounge; once out of sight from familiar eyes, his stride gradually increased with urgency, as if something was behind his trail, no, he was running out of time. He couldn't lose himself in public; no one else could see him in such a state, especially media outlets. They would eat and tear him and if they got news of him breaking down, they wouldn't see him as a human needing help; he was simply a money grab, a bunch of clicks to their articles.

The more he ran, the more his mouth started to fill with that phantom blood, the taste of his partner curdling in him. His breathing was frantic, and he skipped the elevator ride for it would not be quick enough. He pushed through the doors to the stairs and pulled himself desperately up with the use of the railings.

With a firmness, his body slammed into the front door of his shared apartment, leaving it ajar as he was losing the ability to think logically, with the panic taking hold of him. He made it to his room; this time, he managed to shut his bedroom door and fetched the drawer of his night table, pulling his medication out. The omega's hands were trembling, and once he popped the pill onto his palm, it bounced everywhere, thankfully it managed to stay on his cold, sweaty hand.

He grabbed the cup of water he always left on the table, and flicking the pill into his mouth he chugged the water. The rush of water was not what it appeared to the omega. Instead, it was a hard, crashing wave of blood filling his mouth, making him sick to his stomach. He spits the water along with the pill onto the floor, body shaking out of his control, he couldn't think, it was too late....

His breathing was uneasy and shallow, as if his lungs were fighting for air, as if the room was running out of oxygen and the tears started strolling down his cheeks with a mind of their own.

The blood...he needed this taste out of his mouth....now...

He slowly made his way to his separate washroom, hands gripping the edge of the sink till his knuckles turned white; he grabbed his toothbrush and squeezed the toothpaste tube; a plentiful amount of paste covered the bristles. Jamming the toothbrush into his metallic-tasting cavern, he brushed hard, wanting to wash away the disgusting taste.

The panicked man stumbled back, his broad figure meeting the wall and sliding down until he met the ground, his tears still unstoppable as he hiccups around the teeth-cleaning device. Nothing, it did nothing to remove the phantom sensory; it only made it worse, and once he had enough, he tossed the brush, spitting out the foam of the toothpaste on the floor.

A cry broke out from the hybrid, his body curling into himself as he rested his head against his forearms, fully accepting the panic attack along with the draining aftermath of it. Recalling voices of the past.....

"I'm okay...Taemin...its okay...Look at me..." His partner reassured him.

"I didn't mean it, I loved her, please don't look at me like that!" A man crying, pleading to someone for his innocence and to be heard by a single soul present that day. A young soul was there; he saw it all; he saw what he would grow up into if he ever wished to love someone so deeply. One day he could be pleading for his innocence to be seen and forgiven just like that man, if he foolishly and selfishly loved another.

@ᵒ yang jungwon. easily makes his way to the kitchen, setting the bags down on the counter and he hums in thought.
We can definitely start the pasta first, just boil it in water and we can slowly sip on the wine as it goes?
Begins taking the contents out of the bag and setting them to the side, balling the empty bag up and setting it to the side.
Is carbonara fine?

@ᵒ jake sim. his tail swayed behind himself lightly while he tilts his head, watching you with showing what you'd brought to his apartment.
oh, that's true hyungie. haven't had any type of pasta dish in a while either...
he moved over to the side and closed the door behind you once settled inside.
i.. that would . but good luck to us huh..? let's start cooking now or so? unless you wanna chill first?

@ᵒ yang jungwon. He waited patiently for the other to open the door but once it was open, he held up the bags and gave a smile.
It’s not much… but I figured some pasta and wine wouldn’t be too bad.
He stepped inside the apartment taking his shoes off at the entrance.
Easy to cook too so hopefully you and your roommates don’t lose a kitchen in the process

@ᵒ jake sim. once it was agreed that the two should hangout, jungwon made sure to 'fix up' his part of the apartment. it has been a while since they've talked much in person besides brief interactions in lounge or game room. not too long later, he hears a knock on the front door following up with jake's voice as he plopped down his phone into his pocket again, heading over to the door to unlock and open.
hyungie hii! okay!
he calls out while opening door, a gentle grin spread across his face as he waves to jakey and motions him inside.
woah-

@ᵃ lee jongwon. *she doesn't budge and turns her head to pretend she doesn't see us.*
heh....little princess....
*Gets up, thinking this was all a losing game, until an off-white cream cat strolls inside, looking like he woke up from his longest nap. He meows and notices the treat in your hand, he eagerly greets you by rubbing himself on your legs*
Ah, baby boy is awake~

@ᵒ yang jungwon. after going to the convenience store, grabbing a few items and maybe even a couple drinks, he makes his way back to his apartments, except this time he didn't go home he headed straight towards another members apartment, jungwons. with the bags in one hand he raises the other to knock on the door, calling out for the other.
jungwon! i brought snacks! and drinks!
let me in!

@ᵒ lee taemin. -there is a broad grin stretching his mouth, eyes gleaming with excitement while he held the treat. he watches you careful.
ohh, makes me want to befriend her more.
pretty little thing, aren't you?
-he comments in a soft voice, completely still, waiting for kkoong to come out in her own time.
of course, that is to be expected from cats.

@ᵃ lee jongwon. *lips curl into a grin, holding back from cooing at your cuteness. He hands you one of the tubes and kneels beside you*
She might not cooperate that well. Ddaeng, he'll do anything for treats and praises.
*opens his own treat tube and holds it under the bed*
Kkoong~
*he calls out softly*
They also know tricks, like paw and kissing you, but its a bit fickle with cats
*you can hear her tail flick against the floor, her golden brown eyes glaring at us.*

@ᵒ lee taemin. -he is abandoning his belongings on the counter, without a thought, immediately crouched down and crawling slowly towards kkoong's hiding spot.
-from the floor, he looks up at you with pleading eyes. he sits up, both upturned palms stretched towards you.
please. can I have some?
I want to play with her. I wouldn't want to disturb ddaeng while he naps.

@ᵃ lee jongwon. Oh I can't wait to look at them~ Maybe I can make some tea, and we can have snacks as we look over them together.
*Glances over at you, blinking a few times, a grin stretching out*
Yes, I have two, actually~ My other cat must be sleeping and sunbathing under the sun; he's a dad's boy, a cutie that will do anything for my affection.
*Enters the room, letting go of your hand*
I have treats if you wanna mingle with them
*opens a cupboard to pull out a churu tube.*
here

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@ᵒ lee taemin. -always the curious one, he looks around while following after you.
I do! since I thought you might want to look at some pictures, I brought my digital camera this time. they are mostly pictures of places, things.
-he holds your hand, smiling while looking at them. but he gets distracted by the special appearance.
you have a cat?
-he asked half-excited and half-surprised.
I would have brought some snacks if you'd told me. I love cats. wow, so sassy just like her dad.

@ᵃ lee jongwon. () wheezes so cute XD

-Taemin closes the door behind them, humming as his friend settles out of his outdoor attire.

Well yes you did, but look at you with your gear, a handsome photographer~ ah, thank you
-Blushes faintly, adverting his gaze as to recover but ends up smiling more with the peck.
We should take pictures no? Or....do you have photos already on there, I would love to see some of your work

-Gently takes your hand, tugging you into the bare apartment beside the scattered boxes. Before he can take you to the kitchen, his sassy princess cat named Kkoong appears in the hallway. Her tail flicked with annoyance at Taemin and his guest

Oh this is one of my babies, Kkoong~ she hates the world but is a precious bean.

She struts by, ignoring her owner's presence, and hides away under Taemin's bed.

@ᵒ lee taemin. [adore them. could have them for breakfast, lunch and dinner]

excuse me.

-he muttered stepping inside the room, making sure to leave his shoes at the entrance prior to entering.

I did say I would look presentable. you look pretty, as always, prettier even.
-he leaned to greet you with a peck on your cheek.
so, "friend" of mine. what should we do today?

@ᵃ lee jongwon. () heyyyyy I thought you like simps UnU

*Taemin's breath is drawn away, his eyes capturing every detail of the man he's been so engrossed in for the couple of days, you would think he would bore of him. But being bore, with him, is impossible. He clears his throat offering a gentle smile as he steps to the side.*

Good morning, you look.....dashing~ come inside.

@ᵒ lee taemin. [simp]

-he stood, shifting his weight from one foot to another while he waits. the camera dangling in front of his chest, with the strap around his neck. shouldering a small bag as well, since he'd gotten into the habit of carrying one recently. he smiled charmingly at you.

good morning, sweetie.

@ᵃ lee jongwon. () ughhhh so hot and cute

*Peeks up and makes his way over, wearing an oversized sweater for comfort, and a pair of sweats. Opens the door with a big grin, exclaiming lovingly*
Jongwon~

@ᵒ lee taemin. -he knocked on the apartment door.
some pretty angel with menacing energy summoned me.

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*settles inside with my cat carriers and a massive luggage*
*waiting for the movers to bring the rest of my belongings*