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Suho had barely pressed the doorbell before he heard the soft patter of footsteps rushing over from the other side of the door. The familiar shuffle of feet made him smile immediately.
A moment later, the door cracked open just an inch, wide enough for a sliver of Sieun's face to peek through, flushed pink and wide eyed.
Suho tilted his head to the side to see Sieun better through the crack of the door, grinning as he held up the two bulging plastic bags in his hands like peace offerings.
"I got you ice cream." he singsonged.
The door opened the rest of the way, and Suho did not even manage to step both feet inside before Sieun was on him, wrapping both arms tightly around Suho, latching onto him with all the force and warmth of a human sized hot water bottle. He pressed his flushed face into the crook of Suho's neck like he was attempting to climb into his skin.
"Sieun-ah," Suho chuckled, tilting his head down to press his cheek against Sieun's soft hair. The scent of Sieun's heat hit him full force, warm and thick in the air, the notes of Sieun's peach and milk clinging to him like a second skin. He closed his eyes and let his sweet scent wash over him for a moment, before breathing through his mouth to steady himself. "Let me put this away first, mm? It's gonna melt."
Sieun made a sound that was more vibration than grumbling and reluctantly peeled himself off Suho, fingers still brushing against Suho's before letting go completely. His hands immediately moved to nervously tug against the oversized sleeve of Suho's shirt he was wearing. The t-shirt swallowed him up entirely, and the shorts he wore beneath barely showed from beneath. His hair was a little wild, like he was rolling around in the nest, his skin flushed a soft pink the way it did when Sieun was in heat. Suho had to look away before his brain could entirely derail.
He was here to take care of Sieun.
Suho took off his shoes and headed to the kitchen, unpacking the bags full of groceries so he could make Sieun a proper meal later and shoving the ice creams and meat into the freezer. When he turned around, Sieun was no longer in the room but quickly reappeared- holding a neatly folded stack of clothes with a fluffy towel on top. He walked over and stopped in front of Suho with a determined expression in his eyes that Suho found too adorable, and extended the bundle out to him.
Suho blinked, then pointed at himself, raising a brow in question.
Sieun gave a small nod. "Take a bath."
A soft laugh escaped Suho.
Of course. Entry into Sieun’s nest was never granted without the cleansing process. If Suho smelled like anything other than himself- especially since he had come here right from his part-time job, smelling of oil and grilled meat from the restaurant or the pollution and dust from the road- Sieun would feel uncomfortable letting him in.
“I got it,” Suho said, taking the clothes from him with a little grin. He ruffled Sieun’s hair as he passed, fingers sliding affectionately through the soft strands. “I’ll be quick, okay, Sieun-ah? You get comfortable.”
Sieun nodded again, lips pressed into a little line as he turned and waddled back to his room like a sleepy penguin, the door closing gently behind him.
Taking his mind off Sieun's slender legs, he headed towards the bathroom down the hall- the one in Sieun's father's room.
Ever since Sieun had mostly started living alone, with his father coming over less and less frequently, Suho had gotten used to staying over at nights or throughout the weekend, spending the time cuddling together or suffering while Sieun somehow managed to teach Suho enough to pass Calculus. There were some curveballs- like the time Sieun's father had shown up completely unannounced at two in the morning while Suho was up in the kitchen for some late night snacking.
That had been a night.
After the initial shouting and chaos had calmed down, the two of them, along with Sieun, who had woken up from all the noise, had sat around the table awkwardly. The beta man had given Suho some measuring and long looks, then, halfway through the awkward sit down found a common topic to talk about that wore down the ice. By the end of it, the man had even clapped Suho on the back before getting up to pack his clothes.
Suho had noticed how tense Sieun was the entire time. And he hated it. Not one moment of eye contact with his father until he stood to leave in the hallway, suitcase in hand. Sieun was a quiet person, but he was not that quiet. The man had left after telling Sieun to pick up the phone when he or his mother called, giving Suho a nod and asking him to take care of Sieun.
Suho did not understand it.
What kind of person showed up to their teenage omega son's apartment, found an unknown alpha he knew nothing about prowling around- and didn't even ask a single question? There were no warnings. No concern. Just this utmost trust that Sieun would know what to do right at all times.
His halmeoni, on the other hand, had not stopped asking about Sieun since the day Suho had told her that he may like Sieun as more than a friend. She had met Sieun once and instantly adored him, coddling him and pinching Suho if he tried to tease Sieun. Worrying that he did not eat enough since the day Suho said so, and now they had the ritual of going to her home for lunch on weekends. Sometimes she had more questions to ask about Sieun than he did.
Suho massaged the shampoo into his hair and quickly started scrubbing himself clean with the non scented soap. He didn't want to take too long- Sieun was probably in the middle of his nest, waiting with twitchy limbs, pouty lips and that cute, impatient expression on his sweet face.
He rinsed off, dried quickly and put on the clean clothes Sieun had left for him- already smelling of Sieun's scent somehow.
When Suho knocked gently and opened the door, Sieun looked up like a deer caught in the headlights. He was crouched by the side of the bed, tucking a pillow onto the side of the nest with near surgical precision. His hands had paused mid shove, and then with one final, almost aggressive adjustment to the pillow's angle, he sat up and tracked Suho with his eyes as he walked over.
Suho spread his hands once in front of Sieun and turned around in a slow circle. "All clean."
He was rewarded with the softest smile blooming on Sieun's lips and eyes crinkling softly at the corners. Suho always felt a little victorious when he managed to make Sieun smile.
"Are you done making the nest, baby?" he asked gently, stepping closer to the bed.
Suho was prepared this time when Sieun launched himself at him with full bodied commitment, arms wrapping around him and burying his nose right against his scent gland. Suho caught him easily, holding him around the waist and smiling into his hair as Sieun took a deep breath of Suho's sandalwood and pine scent and made a low, satisfied sound in the back of his throat.
"Not bad, huh?" Suho asked, amused.
Sieun nodded against his chest, then slowly tilted his head to trail his nose along the side of Suho's neck. Sieun pressed a soft, openmouthed kiss to the underside of his jaw, and Suho shuddered as the omega's warm breath brushed over the sensitive skin. His heart stuttered at the quiet affection, and he held him tighter.
But then Sieun squirmed slightly in his arms, fidgeting as his eyes flickered towards the bed.
"Suho-ya" he called, voice small and uncertain. "The nest.... is it good?"
Suho followed his gaze. There was no reason to think about it to be honest. Sieun always made the best nests Suho had ever seen. But he liked it being appreciated by Suho whenever he made them, so Suho would. He was sure Sieun would even make him grade it if not for being too impatient to cuddle with Suho.
The nest was a carefully constructed space- almost an architectural marvel with how perfect everything was. Soft pillows lined the perimeter of the nest like a wall, each of them fluffed up to perfection. Multiple comforters were layered within it, going from thickest to the thinnest from the bottom, making it look so plush that Suho was sure they would sink into it on climbing inside the nest. They were all in soft muted colours that Sieun liked- mostly creams and soft pastels with a splash of bright green that Suho recognised as the blanket from Suho's room at Halmeoni's house. There were also some of Sieun's scarves and Suho's windbreaker placed close enough for Sieun to sniff at any time.
Everything smelled like Sieun because he had scented each material thoroughly before including it as part of the nest. And Suho knew he was just about to receive the same treatment, too.
"Baby," Suho said, seeing the anxious flicker in Sieun's eyes and his scent growing slightly moody. "This is the best nest I've ever seen. I like it a lot." He pressed a kiss to the side of the omega's head. "I love it"
Sieun smiled up at him. "You say that every time."
"And it is true every time." Suho brushed the tip of their nose together and watched fondly as Sieun scrunched his face at the contact. Sieun looked at the nest contemplatively one more time, then seemed to have made up his mind and crawled inside first. Suho did not move and patiently waited to be invited or pulled inside. An omega's nest was sacred- crossing it without permission, especially that of an omega in heat, would deliver you the same consequences as encroaching a wolf's territory would.
Suho watched quietly as Sieun sat in the middle of the nest, smoothing down the comforters and the pillows with practised care. He tugged at a pillow on his left, leaned over to pat down a corner of a blanket that had already been patted down repeatedly, and then sat back on his heels to assess it all one last time- serious and focused like a tiny general preparing for battle.
Then he turned and reached out an inviting hand towards Suho.
Suho smiled and reached back, lacing their fingers together and placing a soft kiss on the back of the omega's hand. He let himself be pulled in, crawling carefully across the edge of the nest, mindful not to disturb the barrier of pillows that Sieun might as well have arranged with mathematical precision.
As he expected, the nest was perfect.
God. It was so soft. It was like sinking into the warmest cloud, dense with Sieun's syrupy sweet scent.
His inner alpha, the part of him that he usually kept tame and tucked away, gave an approving growl in the back of his mind.
Good omega. Clever. Safe. Mine.
Suho didn't shove the thought down, but he did not say it aloud, knowing Sieun did not like that kind of talk until he was a little farther into heat and given in to his omega instincts- pliant and needy and sulking into Suho's chest. Right now, he was a little too sharp around the edges and territorial. If Suho even said 'mine' as a joke, Sieun would probably hiss at him and kick him out of the nest.
They sat across from each other in the middle of the nest, their knees touching and hands entwined. Sieun's hands on his wrists were gentle as the omega brought them close to his face.
He pressed his nose to Suho’s scent glands, the right one and then the left, inhaling deeply. His lashes fluttered, and a small sound escaped him- a low and pleased sound that was almost a purr — and then he guided Suho’s wrists toward his own neck.
Suho exhaled slowly, his body already thrumming with the effort of keeping still. He took initiative and gently rolled his wrists in circles over the sensitive skin of Sieun's scent gland, dragging back and forth in slow, rhythmic passes- again, and again, and again. He could feel Sieun’s skin warming and smell his scent shifting.
It was intoxicating. Sweet and warm and dizzying.
Suho kept his eyes on Sieun's face, taking in the way his lips were slightly parted, his brows twitching, and his eyes closed in concentration. His body language only softened more and more with every passing second.
Suho shifted, wanting to be just a little closer to the omega. But the second he moved, Sieun's eyes flew open, and those soft brown eyes were dazed- pupils dilated and lashes fluttering from being scent drunk on Suho already.
Sieun blinked at him slowly. Then, apparently deciding he was satisfied with drowning Suho in his scent, he leaned in on his knees and pressed a kiss to the corner of Suho's lips.
Sieun laid a hand flat against Suho's sternum, pushing at him gently but firmly. Suho did not resist. He let himself fall back into the nest, head sinking into the plush pillow, hands still on Sieun's knees, gently caressing it. He stared up at Sieun while the omega got to work again, arranging Suho like a doll. One arm being nudged to the side, a knee adjusted slightly so Sieun could press in between. His t-shirt was smoothed down carefully, and his hands lingered on Suho's chest and strong arms longer.
Suho let it all happen, still and pliant, letting Sieun work through whatever need was rising in his chest because of his heat induced instincts. Sieun needed control right now. Needed certain things, and Suho just so. This was necessary so Sieun would feel comfortable for the rest of his heat period.
Then came the softest sound- a low rumble that started somewhere in Sieun's chest and vibrated out into the space between them, making Suho's alpha instincts all happy and territorial again.
Purring.
Suho's heart swelled. He felt impossibly warm. When an omega purrs, it means something special- it is a sound of absolute trust, comfort and security.
And coming from Sieun, who always gives affection so shyly, it is even more precious.
He watched, eyes bright with wonder and love for his best friend and the love of his life, as said omega crawled forward on top of him- slow and taking his time, but claiming without any hesitation. His hands pressed to Suho's upper arms once again and squeezed with a trill like sound, and then he settled down on Suho's chest, letting his full weight rest over Suho's warm body like a living weighted blanket, his head tucked perfectly just under his jaw.
Sieun's purrs grew louder as he pressed greedy little open mouthed kisses on Suho's neck and shoulder.
Suho's hands twitched with the need to hold his omega close, to run his fingers through his soft hair or rub circles onto the small of his back.
He moved one hand up slightly, just an inch really and-
Sieun hissed.
It wasn't loud, but it was sharp. A warning, a little don't you dare Suho-ya.
Suho froze and lowered the offensive hand back onto the mattress slowly, careful not to startle his hissy kitten again.
"Okay," Suho whispered, barely holding back a laugh. "Not allowed to move."
"Hmm", Sieun said and lowered his head back onto Suho's neck, and the purring returned in full force, vibrating gently through both of their bodies.
Suho swallowed, screwing his eyes closed to remain still as he felt the drag of Sieun's sharp fang against his neck.
"Sieunnie", Suho called gently after a while. "Can I hold you now?"
Sieun makes a soft sound of protest and presses a kiss to his jaw.
"Quiet" is all he says before closing his eyes and getting back to it.
Suho chuckles fondly and rubs his cheek against Sieun's head. "You're so bossy", he says fondly, but remains pliant and still for the rest of the time.
When Sieun is finally satisfied, he moves to lie down beside Suho, the soft materials of the nest dipping around him.
Suho took Sieun getting off of him as his cue to finally move. His limbs ached a little from lying still so long, but he didn’t complain- he just shifted slowly and carefully, turning onto his side before he reached out, gently wrapping an arm around Sieun’s waist and tugging him in.
Sieun came willingly, immediately tucking himself against Suho’s chest like he belonged there.
He nuzzled his face right into the crook of Suho’s neck with a contented little sigh, and then he wriggled around until one of Suho’s legs was between his own, hooking it lazily between his legs and settling in.
Suho let his hand smooth up and down Sieun’s back in slow, calming strokes and pressed soothing kisses to his forehead.
Suho pressed his lips to Sieun’s nose in a playful kiss, then rubbed their cheeks together- slow and affectionate. He nuzzled against his jaw, brushing his nose along the soft curve until Sieun made a tiny, pleased sound, barely audible but unmistakably happy.
That one sound alone made every bone of stress in Suho's body disappear.
Sieun tilted his head to the side just a little, exposing the length of his neck, offering it up to Suho without a word.
Suho dipped his head and nosed along the smooth skin, down the slope of his neck, his breath catching as Sieun’s scent wrapped around him completely. Sweet and heady- rich chocolate, ripe peach, and just a hint of milk. He smelled like the inside of a bakery, fresh and comforting and impossibly his.
Suho mouthed softly at the baby soft skin over his scent gland, just letting his lips brush over the sensitive skin. He only started kissing properly after hearing a frustrated little whimper escaping Sieun's throat.
Suho chuckled under his breath. He pressed a few fluttering kisses to the spot and then buried his face in Sieun’s neck, inhaling deeply.
He let the scent settle into his lungs, into his bloodstream, into the marrow of his bones and every single cell in his body. He wanted to bottle it up, drown in it, and never leave this nest in his life.
“You’re so cute,” Suho murmured, pulling back just enough to press a loud, smacking kiss to Sieun’s lips.
Sieun’s eyes fluttered open. His cheeks were pink, and his lips were bitten red from all the nervous chewing he’d done earlier while fussing over making the perfect nest.
He leaned forward, eyes locked onto Suho's, and pressed his lips to the alpha's again, wordlessly asking for more.
And who was Suho to deny Yeon Sieun?
His hands rose, cupping Sieun's cheek with the carefulness of someone holding porcelain. His thumbs traced slow circles along the curve of his cheekbones, and he tilted his head, meeting Sieun's soft, plush lips again in a sweet kiss.
Sieun melted in his arms, his body relaxing in that boneless, trusting way that always made Suho feel like the most important person in the world.
Their noses brushed, light and familiar. Suho felt the soft tickle of Sieun’s lashes fluttering against his cheek.
The kiss was slow- not demanding or rushed, the way their hungry stolen kisses usually were. Their mouths moved together in quiet rhythm, soft kisses that deepened and lingered with every caress of their lips against the other. Suho caught Sieun’s bottom lip between his teeth, gave it a careful, teasing nip, and then soothed the spot with a gentle sweep of his tongue.
Sieun sighed against him, the sound dreamy and content. His fingers curled tighter into the fabric of Suho’s shirt, clinging to the alpha.
He kissed back just as sweetly, matching Suho’s pace. He pressed upward slightly, enough to deepen the contact of their lips, and Sieun nibbled lightly at the corner of Suho’s mouth, and Suho chases after his lips again.
The world narrowed into just them. Nothing else mattered.
There was only Sieun in his arms, his skin warm and soft beneath his hands, the taste of Sieun on his lips and his heartbeat that mirrored his own.
Sieun shifted slightly, moving away from another kiss just enough to tuck his face into Suho’s shoulder and yawn softly against his shirt.
Suho smiled, utterly smitten. His inner alpha was screaming at him to squeeze Sieun like he was a plush toy- to hold onto him and never let go. Instead, he reached up carefully, brushing back a stray strand of hair that had fallen across Sieun’s cheek and tucking it behind his ear.
“Feeling sleepy, baby?” he asked softly.
Sieun nodded against his shoulder, the movement barely there, small and drowsy. He mumbled something incomprehensible against Suho's chest.
Suho moves his hand up and down Sieun's side in slow, soothing motions, fingers curling on the dip of his waist and squeezing slightly.
"Did you have dinner?" Suho asks, and he feels it instantly- the slight tension in Sieun's shoulders that made Suho sigh before Sieun could even say anything. He tutted at the omega. "Sieunnie", Suho murmured with slight disapproval. "I told you not to skip dinner, didn't I?"
He petted Sieun's silky hair, running his fingers through the soft strands. "I'll go make you something quick to eat before you fall asleep, okay? Maybe some rice or-"
Sieun made a low, growly sound, more pitiful and threatening when Suho tried to sit up, and clung to his shirt tighter.
"No," he mumbled stubbornly, peeking up at Suho with narrowed eyes. "Sleepy."
Suho huffed fondly. His omega was officially reduced to his one syllable answers only mode now.
“I know, I know,” Suho cooed gently. “But if you don’t eat, you’ll get sick. You need energy during your heat, Sieun-ah.”
He reached for Sieun’s hand, still curled tight into the front of his shirt, the fabric wrinkled from where he’d been holding on like a lifeline and tried to ease his fingers loose.
"Nooo," Sieun whined immediately, voice thin and wounded like Suho had just told him he would walk out of the apartment and never come back. "Suho-ya, no," He added with teary resolution.
Suho stilled, seeing the beads of fat tears clinging to the corners of Sieun's pretty eyes, trembling on his lashes like they would spill any second. Suho feels like he has been shot- his heart does backflips in his ribcage, and butterflies are resurrecting in his stomach.
He sighs in defeat.
"Okay, okay," he says as he pulls Sieun back into his chest, arms tight around him. "I'm not going anywhere, baby."
Sieun pressed his face into Suho's collarbone with soft sniffles and held onto Suho like a little bear cub. Sieun could feel his body heat against his skin, and the little sniff sniffs of Sieun trying to calm down.
"Mean," he muttered.
“I’m not trying to be mean, baby. Just trying to take care of you. Halmeoni is going to scold me if she finds out you skipped a meal again.” Suho kissed his forehead. "And you really do need the energy, baby. Don't you want alpha to tire you out later?" he teased and received a sharp kick to his feet for it. Sieun made a vague sound, somewhere between a grumble and a whine and remained firmly tucked into Suho's chest like he was staking a claim and making it clear he had no intentions of letting go anytime soon.
"I'll make you a big breakfast tomorrow, don't whine then, okay? Hyung will be mad"
Sieun scrunched his nose at Suho calling himself hyung. He really was obsessed with it.
"Hmm", he replied again, sounding a little more pouty.
They lay there in comfortable silence for a few seconds before Sieun was alert again and poked at Suho's ribs.
"Your work?"
Suho grinned at him.
He should’ve seen that one coming.
The last time Sieun was in heat, Suho had made the mistake of thinking he could sneak out for his night shift while Sieun was asleep. He had left a note just in case and made sure to return before sunrise. What he came back to instead was an empty nest, and an already wide awake and teary eyed Sieun glaring up at him from within his blanket cocoon on the couch. He had rolled over, tucked himself further into the blanket and refused to look at Suho or eat anything he offered.
He had to spend the next five hours forcefully cuddling back into Sieun's good graces- and even then, he had only gotten a single kiss to the cheek.
Suho had learned his lesson.
"When you texted me that your heat had started, I called right away and let Ahjumma know I would need two days off," Suho said, hands wandering all over Sieun's torso. "And Yeongyi also offered to cover my shifts. So I'm all yours, baby. Don't worry."
Sieun blinked, then nodded very seriously.
And then he curled right back into Suho’s chest and mumbled, “Don’t move from the nest. I mean it, Suho-ya”
Suho peppered kisses all over Sieun's face. "I won’t,” he promised. “I swear. We’re staying right here, cuddling and curled up like this forever. We’ll meld into each other and become one person. You and me. Super omega-alpha hybrid. We'll be more awesome than Spiderman.”
“You're so ridiculous,” Sieun muttered with a soft, amused huff that was almost a sleepy giggle.
Suho smiled against his hair. He reached down to pull the blanket up over bodies, making sure Sieun was swaddled up in the warmth.
“I love you, Sieun-ah,” he whispered, watching with delight as the boy's ear turned bright red.
He didn’t expect a reply. But a few heartbeats later, he felt it- a soft kiss pressed to his collarbone, and a gentle whisper that accompanied it.
"Love you."
Suho squeezed his eyes shut, jaw clenched tight, putting all his mental strength into restraining the earpiercing whoop of delight that threatened to claw its way up his throat. His inner alpha was prancing around in circles like a golden retriever that had just been called a good boy.
Don't ruin the moment. Be cool. Be cool. BE COOL.
Get yourself together, Ahn Suho!!!
He exhaled through his mouth, forcing his body to relax and buried his face into Sieun's hair to hide the absolutely unhinged grin that had taken over his face.
Sieun was already fast asleep, breath coming in soft puffs of heated air against Suho's skin. The gentle golden light streaming in from the adjacent dressing room cast over Sieun's face made him look like an angel. He was completely out. Unbothered. Probably dreaming about math equations, how to subtly steal more of Suho's windbreakers or biting Suho's hand if he dared to move the wrong way. He pressed one more kiss to his cheek and tucked his chin over the omega's head.
"Good night, Sieun-ah." He whispered.
Suho woke up slowly, body heavy with warmth and limbs tangled in the soft sprawl of the nest. His mind felt... foggy.
And suddenly all of his senses were being overwhelmed at once- the heat slick air, the thick scent of ripe peaches and sweet milk more headier and intense than it had been hours ago, sugary slick and dizzying.
Every nerve ending on his body was on high alert.
There was a soft sound, broken and desperate.
A gasp.
Then a whimper.
Suho's first instinct was to worry, panic blooming in his chest as he pulled himself away slightly to caress the omega's trembling shoulders- thinking that maybe the omega was in pain from those horrible heat cramps he got sometimes.
"Sieun-ah", he reached up to turn the side table light on and paused.
Sieun was still fast asleep. His eyebrows were drawn together, cheeks flushed a deep pink, sweat damp at his temples, and lips parted as harsh panting breaths left his mouth. And he was....
Grinding.
Slow, instinctive rolls of hips, unconsciously needy and desperate right against Suho's thigh that was pressed between his legs. Suho couldn't breathe.
"Suho ya.... alpha...." Sieun whined, voice sweet and broken. His hips pressed down again, and Suho could feel the slick soaking through Sieun’s shorts and staining his trousers as well, and the hard line of the omega's cock pressed up against him- leaking, twitching with every rut of his hips.
"Fuck," Suho cursed under his breath, voice strangled.
Sieun whimpered in a whiny and pained sound, and Suho wrapped his arm around his waist, keeping him from moving around too much.
Suho’s entire body tensed. His face burned with heat and want. He bit the inside of his cheek, trying to keep himself grounded.
This wasn’t for him,he reminded himself. Sieun was in heat. His best friend-his omega, was lost to it and acting on instinct. And Suho was hard.
His cock throbbed beneath the waistband of his pants, painfully aware of the slick smearing against his leg, of the soft little whimpers that left Sieun’s mouth, and of how delicious and ripe his Sieun smelled.
But Suho didn’t move. He didn’t grind back or rut against him- even touching Sieun now felt too much, too close to a line. But Sieun was moving so much, clearly needy and overwhelmed, hips rolling without coordination, leaking more and more slick, and Suho was scared he would hurt himself or wake up ashamed- they had never gone past heavy makeout sessions or anything beneath the neck after all.
“It’s okay,” he whispered, leaning in to press his lips to Sieun's neck, mouthing at the prominently flushed scent gland. “I’ve got you. It’s okay.”
He closed his eyes and focused on releasing more of his scene- sending warm waves of sandalwood and pine into the air around them, letting it curl around Sieun like a blanket of warmth and need. Sieun shuddered against him, a broken sound caught in his throat.
His hips jerked once more against Suho's, and his breath hitched.
And then, with a gasp and a soft, shaky moan, he came.
His body trembled, tight against Suho’s, and a low whimper escaped him. Then he went completely slack.
And just like that, Sieun was curled up into Suho's chest and sleeping like nothing had happened at all.
Suho was thankful for it. He was panting hard, his skin was burning wherever his omega was in contact, and his mind was still trying to reassemble itself together.
His chest ached with how much he loved him, even now, even like this.
After taking some calming breaths, he gently unwrapped Sieun's claw like grip on his shirt and very slowly slipped out of the nest, worried any sudden motion might wake the omega- or worse, make him cry. His legs shook slightly as he stood. He looked at the wall as he gently tugged Sieun's shorts off, trying to be as clinical and unaffected about it as he could be.
Sieun whined at the sudden cold, and Suho quickly covered him with the blanket again. "You're going to kill me one day, baby", he whispered, patting his ankle gently until he settled down again. He chucked off the stained clothes and carefully padded over to the bathroom, fingers turning white with the grip on the edge of the sink as he splashed his face with cold water. He washed up quickly, then went to the kitchen to get some water for himself and for later, when Sieun wakes up.
When Suho made his way back to the bedroom, Sieun was still sound asleep right where he had left him, face soft and breathing even. Suho crawled back into the nest and gently eased Sieun's legs into a fresh pair of shorts. His hands lingered a moment longer on the softness of his thighs before he moved away, leaning down to kiss the omega on his navel before easing himself back into the nest again, getting under the covers.
Suho moved to hold him, and Sieun curled into his chest like it was instinct now, making a soft crooning sound as his nose pressed into the space above his collarbone and then stilled again in sleep.
This time sleep came quickly to Suho too.
The nest felt colder without Suho in it when Sieun woke up.
His fingers twitched against the blankets, reaching out instinctively for warmth, for the familiar scent of pine and snow, and the steady heartbeat underneath him that he had fallen asleep to.
Still disoriented from sleep, Sieun sat up slowly, his hair a fluffy, tangled mess from sleep. The smell of food wafted through the bedroom door that was left slightly open.
He blinked again and crawled out of the nest to find the source of the smell.
Suho was in the kitchen, barefoot in a loose white tee and wearing a bright yellow apron with a cartoon crab designed on it, humming the tune of a song as he flipped something in a pan. There were three bowls on the counter, a pan steaming on the stove, and ingredients laid out as if he had forgotten he was only cooking for two people.
He looked up the moment he heard footsteps.
“There you are Sieun-ah!,” he grinned. “Ok, wait before you get mad, I know I technically broke your rule and left the nest. But it's noon already and I need to make food for you baby. I still stayed in bed for an hour after waking up and-”
Groggy from sleep, Sieun blinked slowly like a cat and interrupted his nervous rambling. “Did you change my clothes?”
Suho froze with the spatula halfway to a plate. He blinked, then looked guilty, like he had been accused of stealing panties.
“I- yeah. I did. You were soaked, and I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable sleeping like that. I didn’t look Sieun, I swear.”
Sieun stared a moment longer at Suho. "Okay," he said simply and padded over to the kitchen island like nothing happened. He pressed himself against Suho's side and rubbed his cheeks against his shoulder like a cat.
Suho smiled at him, winding a free hand around him and reminding himself to take full advantage of this time when Sieun was clingy and easy with physical affection. Sieun in heat was truly a blessing from the divine.
"How are you feeling?" Suho asked, flipping the pajeon with a single hand.
"Hungry. Tired." Sieun said, sighing heavily. "I want cuddles"
Suho cooed, amused. "You really turn into a cuddle monster when you're in heat"
"Are you complaining?" Sieun asked, tilting his head to look at him.
"Does it sound like I'm complaining?" Suho asked, leaning down to press a loud smacking kiss to his cheek.
Sieun flushed happily and remained clinging to Suho while he finished up at the stove.
"Breakfast first. Cuddles later." Suho said as he nudged Sieun towards a chair and helped him sit down. He set a plate down for both of them, followed by a stack of scallion pancakes and two small dishes of his Halmeoni's kimchi that Sieun loved.
"Eat up, Sieunnie," Suho smiled. "Then we can back to the nest and cuddle until dinner."
Sieun visibly lit up at that.
"Thank you for the food," he said with sudden enthusiasm and took the chopsticks.
Suho's answering laugh was loud and bright.