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SKZ DRABBLE-OT8

The one where bridges start to mend. And Felix (like usual) holds the glue.

Or PART II of the fourteenth installment of the SKZ!pack Prequel Series.

Tags: SKZ, SKZ Drabble, Stay, Stray Kids, OT8, SKz!pack, skz!abo, Poly!skz, omegaverse, skz x you, skz x reader, bang chan, lee minho, seo changbin, lee felix, hwang hyunjin, han jisung, yang jeongin, kim seungmin, y/n, skz fluff, skz imagines, skz reactions, skz scenarios, skz angst

Genre: Light Angst, Fluff

Title: Sleepless in Seattle (Seoul Style) Part II

Getting Hyunjin down to Felix’s dorm is a struggle, to say the least.

Luckily, you don’t even need to try to get the barely conscious omega to walk on his own, because Changbin sweeps him up and carries him easily, leaving your only job to open doors and summon the elevator. 

Changbin makes short haste of the trip, short legs moving at a surprisingly quick pace, which leaves you and Chan to trail behind. 

You do your best to ignore the other alpha, but it’s not easy, considering all you can smell is that damned scent of rain. 

It makes you want to choke. 

Changbin waits for approximately two seconds for the elevator before he’s turning to the two of you impatiently and saying gruffly, “This is taking too long. I’m taking the stairs,” and promptly disappears from view down the adjacent stairwell. 

You sigh, rubbing at your forehead, deciding whether to follow after him, when the elevator beeps, signaling its imminent arrival, and Chan is already holding open the door for you, watching you expectantly. 

Fuck, there are so many other things you’d rather do than spend a 45 second elevator ride alone with Christopher Bang-namely gouging out your eyes with a rusty spork, or braving Minho’s unending wrath by guessing his cats’ names wrong-but you’re still here, standing, and he’s still here, waiting with that expectant look on his face, and there’s nothing else to do but step into the elevator. 

You regret it as soon as the doors close. 

The smell of impending thunderstorm is overwhelming. 

You swallow and try to focus on anything but the other alpha. 

Elevator buttons just became a whole lot more interesting. 

Chan clears his throat, and you clench your hands into fists at your side. 

“Look, I feel like I need to apologize-” He starts, and you immediately feel panic well into your throat, bitter and vile. 

“You really don’t-” You plow him over, desperate for him to just stop talking. 

God, does it really take this long to get to the next floor? 

“No, I really do.” Chan says with finality, and you stare at the ceiling with abject despair, because honestly, it’d be just your luck for the elevator to give up the ghost right now, leaving the two of you stranded for hours with nothing to talk about but feelings and apologies, waiting for the fire department to come and rescue you.

You might just die if that were to happen.

Luckily, the elevator signals the arrival to the lower floor at that moment, and the doors swoosh open before Chan has a chance to say anything else. 

“Oh look, Felix’s floor. Let’s go!” 

You’ve never exited an elevator so rapidly in your entire life. 

Felix’s dorm door is already ajar, and you pause for a moment on the threshold, readying yourself for the absolute wave of scent that’s going to hit you the moment you step inside. 

One omega in heat is rough, two is going to be absolute hell. 

You feel more than see Chan appear at your shoulder, and hear him take in a deep breath through his teeth. 

Taking in a breath of your own, you step through the doorway. 

A cacophony of lemon and orange assaults you instantly, and your wolf howls-long and low and desperate-and shit, before you can lose all control entirely, you reach up to cover your nose with your palm. 

It smells so much like Felix in here that you’re sure you’re drooling. 

And Hyunjin’s suddenly strengthened scent isn’t helping much. 

Chan swallows thickly. 

“Where’s Changbin?” 

You glance over your shoulder at him, and once again, as if he’s been summoned by the mere mention of his name, the other alpha appears, exiting Felix’s bedroom, Hyunjin’s arm slung around his waist for support. 

Your boyfriend looks better now-probably Felix’s doing, omegas need each other when they’re simultaneously in heat-more alert and a little more like himself, though he’s still drawn and entirely too pale and weak for your liking. 

Your wolf growls protectively as he stumbles slightly and Changbin holds him up. 

And then the fragrance of sweet honey hits your senses in a cloud-tinged with the milder, less noticeable smell of leaking slick-and your throat tightens, teeth suddenly aching as saliva pools beneath your tongue. 

“Bin-” You cough out, still covering your nose slightly. 

The other alpha glances at you, and you’re not quite sure how he’s remaining so stoic in the face of two omegas in heat. He’s a stronger man than you are. 

“Felix is bad. He’s on day two and he needs an alpha. Now.” 

Hyunjin whimpers at the sound of Felix’s name and sags in Changbin’s grip a bit more. 

“Binnie. It hurts.” 

Changbin glances at him, reaching up to carefully card dampened blonde bangs out of his eyes with a soft look. 

“I know, baby. Hang on just one more minute for alpha and then I’ll make it all better okay?” 

Hyunjin nods reluctantly and curls into his side, hands covering his stomach as the cramping grows stronger.

Changbin fixes his gaze back on the two of you once more, eyes dark and expression grim. 

“He wants you.” 

Your wolf preens under the attention and the idea that Felix had asked for you specifically. 

Changbin settles his gaze onto Chan. 

“He wants both of you.” 

Your mind grinds to a screeching halt, your wolf snarling and clawing at your insides, immediately at the defensive, even as Chan clears his throat anxiously beside you.

“I don’t know if that’s a good-” 

“Why the fuck would he ask for him?” You blurt out before you can stop yourself, your voice rising with anger and emotion, and Hyunjin whines and buries his face in Changbin’s chest as if your voice is physically hurting him. 

Changbin stares you down pointedly, arms going tighter around the cowering omega at his side. 

“I don’t know. But that’s what he said.” He holds your gaze sternly, lips curling back to reveal his teeth, and when he speaks again, his commanding tone has dropped into alpha territory, little more than a growl. “It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that they’re both going to need to be knotted soon. So whatever asinine little competition you have going on between the two of you, Figure. It. Out.” 

Everything inside of you goes ice cold, freezes to a stop entirely.

Changbin straightens, pulling Hyunjin gently up with him. 

“I’ll take care of Jinnie. Handle Felix. When everything’s said and done, we’ll run them a bath in the common bathroom and then get them settled back in their nest together. Understood?” 

He doesn’t wait for an answer, turning to head down the hall to Felix’s small bathroom, carefully directing Hyunjin with a gentle palm in the middle of his back. 

They disappear from view and the sound of a door closing seals your fate. 

The smell of lemons slowly fades, as does the pulsing ache in your jaw. 

Beside you, Chan sighs. 

“Okay, so how do we do this?” 

You clench your hands into fists at your sides and grind your teeth for a moment of silence, trying to calm your irritated, furious alpha before you speak. 

It’s not much use. 

“Felix wants us both. You heard that part, right?” Your reply is short, biting, as if you’re goading him slightly, because you know for certain he did indeed hear that part.  “And I don’t understand, and I don’t want to, but I do know that one of my mates is in their suffering, and it’s going on the longer I stand out here, doing nothing, so I’m just gonna suck it up, and we’re gonna go in there, and do what we have to do.” 

Chan swallows again, and you want to reach a hand around his throat. 

“But what if we-” He hesitates, toeing the carpet in front of Felix’s once again closed door, and you try not to notice the way his worn pair of converse match his current nail polish. 

“What if we what?” You whirl on him, voice full of exasperation, motions reeking of irritation. 

He holds your gaze, which respect, it’s more than you would have done in the face of a pissed off, annoyed alpha. 

“What if we can’t control our instincts? What if we get too possessive? Go after each other?” 

You stare at him in open disbelief for several long moments, and then deadpan bluntly, “Then I’ll simply rip your throat out. Two of my problems solved with one stone if you will.” 

Chan stares at you for a brief moment, lips parted, as if not sure what to say, and you sigh, heavily this time, reaching up to run a hand through your hair as you ask with vexation, “C’mon, man. Don’t tell me this is your first time helping an omega through heat.” 

When the other alpha still doesn’t respond, you push forward, bating him a little, indulging in the anger, just for a moment, because it feels good to let your wolf bare its teeth, feels good to let the bubbling rage in the pit of your stomach well into something more like a threatening volcano. 

“Please. Bullshit. You seem like the typical knight in shining armor come to life-upperclassman, experienced alpha, ‘let me show you my studio, it’s entirely innocent’ type-swooping in to save little virgin omegas from their first heats, all intentions obviously completely selfless.” 

Something in Chan’s expression tweaks at your biting words, and his lips pull into a thin line. 

The scent of rain sours a bit, into something decaying, dead. 

“I don’t do things like that.” 

You can’t bring yourself to stop. 

You take a step toward the other alpha, hackles raised, dominance on display.

You let your voice drop into a stage whisper, cocking your brow at the alpha, a smirk crossing your lips.  

“C’mon, Channie. Don’t be modest. Tell me. Don’t you wanna brag about how many good little omegas have taken your knot?” 

“I don’t-” Chan takes a step to match your own, and now you’re nose to nose, his warmth breath washing across your cheekbones, the scent of rain making you dizzy. “-do that.” 

“Bullshit.” You repeat again, a hiss through your teeth now, as you drop all pretenses. “Every typical alpha I’ve ever known has been the same. Why would you be any different?” 

“Because-” Chan stops his words, popping his jaw in obvious agitation, and your wolf crows in triumph. 

Got him. 

“Why?” You press again, thoroughly enjoying watching him squirm now. 

The muscle in Chan’s jaw flickers, and you try to keep your focus on his gaze, try not to let your eyes flit down to the movement, dangerously too close to his lips. 

The thunderclouds are gathering now, dark and dangerous. 

“Because I fell in love with you, okay?”

Everything grinds to a standstill, for the second time since you entered Felix’s apartment. 

He stares at you, chest heaving, as if he’s just run a marathon, eyes large and dark, expression completely serious. 

You gape at him like a fish out of water. 

He goes on. 

“Is that what you wanted me to say?” He asks in clear exasperation, throwing his hands out, as if asking the gods above why he’s been cursed with someone like you. 

He laughs-a short, staccato, breathless sort of sound that lacks any humor-and you continue to stare at him. 

“I wasn’t that type of guy before-I was never that type of guy-but I sure as hell wouldn’t be that guy now.” He holds your gaze, his own fiery, and in this moment, you can see it, can see the alpha hidden deep within the dark depths of Chan’s eyes. Your wolf bares its throat. “I fell in love with you the moment Changbin showed me your picture, the moment I met you the first time, and Changbin? God, I’ve loved that stupid idiot ever since he first walked into my studio, ever since he showed me his first real composition.” 

Chan is breathing hard, and the storm is swirling. 

You can’t seem to tear your gaze away. 

He’s beautiful. 

He paces in the short space of Felix’s hallway, walking back and forth in front of you, tousling his hair with his fingers in an agitated movement as he talks, the curls spilling over his forehead and into his eyes. 

“And then Hyunjin-” He heaves a sigh and stops for a moment, letting his head fall back so he can stare at the ceiling. He glances at you once more, and there’s something softer in his expression now. “-did you know, the day after Changbin introduced me to all of you, Hyunjin tagged along to the studio and brought me a bottle of nail polish? Said the shade reminded him of my stupid accent or something. And then he painted my nails, right there, at the desk, while Changbin pretended not to watch from the corner of his eye, smiling the whole time.” 

You feel your breath catch in your throat, because no, you hadn’t known that. 

Hadn’t known any of it. 

Chan keeps going, resuming his pacing, and you wonder how long he’s wanted to get this off his chest. 

“I fell in love with you, and Changbin, and Hyunjin, and your whole goddamn pack, and I knew you hadn’t accepted me, not even close, and I couldn’t, for the life of me, figure out what I’d done wrong, what else I could apologize for, because you seemed-seem-to hate my guts, no matter what I try-” 

You find the courage to interrupt. 

“I don’t hate you.” 

Chan’s movements come to an abrupt halt, and he laughs again-that short, humorless chuckle that’s more like a scoff-and when he looks at you, his eyes are hard, sad. 

“Could’ve fooled me.” 

You feel guilt pool in the bottom of your stomach, replacing the anger. 

You glance toward Felix’s door, and then back to the alpha standing, waiting, in front of you. 

You take a step toward him, and go on. 

“I don’t hate you.” You reiterate, quieter this time, firmly, and a wave of frost starts to permeate the chill of rain. “I hate the way that Changbin introduced us, hate how he made me feel like meat on a platter.” You take in a deep, steadying breath, and slowly release your fingers from their fist, one by one. “I hate that everyone immediately loved you, hate that you disrupted the pack, hate that I feel this weird pull that I haven’t let myself explore because I don’t do that, I don’t believe in anything-fate, destiny, whatever you want to call it-that takes away someone’s free will.” 

Chan is watching you, still wary, but his expression is softening now. 

You take another step, staring at the carpet beneath your feet, the way your converse touch, just barely, the toes of his own. 

When you finally bring yourself to look up at him, you can’t help the sardonic hint of a smile that tugs at the corner of your mouth.

It’s all so stupid. So dumb. And yet, you can’t seem to bring yourself to stop now that you’ve started.

“I hate your stupid accent and the way your stupid curls always look so soft. I hate that you have the exact same hoodie as Changbin that makes me just want to steal it and curl up in it and never give it back. I hate your stupid producer name-C’mon, CB97?-and the stupid raging crush Changbin has had on you for forever, even though he’ll never admit it.”

Chan smiles at that, it doesn’t quite reach his eyes, but it’s there. 

You stare at the appearance of his dimple, take a deep breath, and force yourself to finish it out. 

No going back now. 

“But most of all, I hate the rain. I hate it. I’ve always hated it. The rain and thunderstorms and anything remotely related to bad weather. I’ve hated it all since childhood, and then you came into the picture, and all I could smell was the damned rain, the thing that’s made me uncomfortable, uneasy, scared, terrified, for god knows how long and your scent just-” 

Chan is staring at you still, but now his lips have pulled once more into a thin line, and he looks upset again, frustrated and guilty and angry all at once. 

“-makes you feel unsafe.” He finishes with slight defeat in his tone, hands clenched now at his sides. 

It’s your turn to laugh-humorless and higher pitched than normal and a little hysterical-and Chan looks entirely caught off guard. 

“No, that’s the thing! The thing I hate more than anything.” 

He cocks his head, and you try not to think about how much he looks like an adorable, curious puppy at this moment. 

“You make me feel safe. You! The alpha who smells like rain and thunder and everything I’ve ever been scared of, everything bad that has ever plagued me. I’ve never felt safer than I do when I’m with you, when you’re near, hell, even when you’re in the same room, I feel safe and watched out for and completely at ease. And I don’t understand it, not in the slightest, and that may just be the very thing I hate most.” Uncomfortable silence stretches for an unbearable amount of time after your confession, and you’re beginning to think that Chan might just turn on his heel and leave completely, when you feel his fingers slide underneath your chin and raise your gaze to his. 

“(Y/N).” 

“Oh god, don’t.” You groan, immediately trying to pull from his grasp at his tone, soft and tender and sweet. “I’m like Minho. I’m allergic to affection.” 

Chan chuckles, for real this time. 

“No you’re not.” 

“Ask him! It’s a real medical condition-!” You begin to protest, but before you can finish, Chan leans in and slots his lips with yours. 

It’s a short kiss-chaste and simple and very much Chan-but everything inside of you melts into warm goo at the feel of his mouth enveloping your own, and though you’d never admit it, you almost want to whine for more when he pulls away. 

He regards you for a moment, small smile pulling at his lips, and then he slides his fingers off of your jaw and steps back. 

“You’re not breaking out in hives.” 

“That you can see.” You retort back in a grumble beneath your breath, and Chan laughs at your pouting. 

“Okay, drama queen, we have an omega to take care of. But later-?” 

He leaves his question open ended, and he doesn’t need to finish, because you know exactly what he means, even if the words are unspoken. 

Your heart does a weird little triptych in your chest. 

You nod. 

“Later.” 

*********

The moment you enter Felix’s room, it steamrolls you like a train barreling down the track. 

The smell. 

God, it’s like if you were standing in an orange grove, surrounded by bakers making dozens of cookies, the vanilla and citrus marrying in the air and becoming an intoxicating cocktail that instantly has your insides clenching as soon as it hits your nose, your throat, your core. 

Behind you, Chan swallows thickly once more. 

You take a deep, steadying breath, and approach the bed on as steady legs as you can muster. 

You try your best to ignore the calls of your wolf, at least for now, the incessant cries of that’s ours, our omega, he needs alpha, give him what he wants, breed him, see how well he takes you-

Instead, when you reach the edge of Felix’s carefully placed nest, you reach out a hand and let your fingers hover over him, waiting for him to come to you. 

“Lixie.” You murmur carefully, so as not to startle him, and a shaggy, disheveled head of blonde hair crests the mound of blankets. 

“Noona?” 

“Yeah, baby.” You confirm, giving him the hint of a smile, as he fully emerges now, bundled in one of Minho’s overly large sweatshirts, hair tousled and sticking up in odd directions, fingers gripping the blankets so hard his tiny knuckles turn white. “I told you I’d come, right?” 

“You did.” Felix breathes out in awe, as if he didn’t really think you would. 

You take in a deep breath through your nose, and try to ignore the saliva building beneath your tongue, the ache starting once more in your teeth. 

Felix’s pupils go wide and dark, and you know he’s just gotten a whiff of your alpha pheromones. 

The scent gland at the base of his throat is actively weeping, filling the air with heady, sugared citrus, and it’s making your thoughts hazy, making it harder and harder to ignore the cries of your desperate wolf. 

Do it. Take him. Make him feel good-

Felix shifts on the bed, slightly baring his throat to you, and the movement tugs the blankets down low around his hips, and the sight of the tan skin of his bare thighs, the sudden smell of new slick in the air, has you biting down on your tongue so hard you taste copper. 

“Lixie.” You say his name carefully, choking slightly on the delivery, as you try desperately not to focus on the delicious smells coming from the omega in front of you. “Binnie said you wanted both of us. Are you sure?” 

You’d almost forgotten Chan was in the room, but he moves to stand beside you now, and you note the way he’s digging his nails into one of his palms, leaving crescent shaped indents, red and raw, in a desperate attempt to control himself. 

You get it. You do. 

“Yeah-” Felix pants out, affirming his answer with a brief, curt nod of his head, his fingers gripping the blankets once more. 

He lets his eyes flick between you and Chan, the pink tip of his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

 “-Yes, alpha.” He corrects himself, staring up at you with large, dark eyes. 

“Good boy.” You praise in a low tone, your words dipping down into alpha timbre, and Felix’s pupils blow, the smell of oranges spiking as you lean over the bed to take his chin in your hand. 

He swallows hard, and you can feel the way his pulse flutters like a caged bird beneath the skin of his throat. 

The scent of slick is maddening. 

Chan tenses beside you, and you glance over your shoulder at him, watching him take in Felix with a sharp, predatory gaze, but his expression remains soft, like the omega is the prettiest thing he’s ever seen. 

You can’t blame him. Felix is pretty and delicate and pink and everything a perfect omega should be. 

All of that only makes it all the more fun to ruin him. 

“Lixie.” You purr out, tightening your fingers on his chin, and the omega looks at you obediently. “I’m gonna walk Channie through this, okay? Are you okay with that?” 

Felix wets his lips once more, and glances at Chan, who has taken in a breath and held it at your words, as if he doesn’t dare to breathe. 

You smirk and tap a finger beneath the omega’s chin. 

“Eyes over here, Lixie. I need to hear you say it.” 

Felix slides his gaze back to you, and his eyes are slightly glassy now, a dreamy expression on his face, and you know it’s your combined alpha pheromones doing their job, taking the edge off, making him feel at ease. 

Good, your wolf purrs, our only job is to make sure the omega-our omega-feels good. 

After a brief moment, Felix nods. 

“Yes, alpha.” You release your hold on his chin and step back from him, and Felix whines at the loss of contact, almost breaking your resolve, but you settle down on the edge of the bed with a placating smile in his direction, and then turn to Chan. 

Chan, who is still staring at Felix, and has not moved from his current frozen position at the foot of the bed. 

“Channie.” 

The use of the nickname has him snapping to attention, gaze flying to your own, and you tilt your head, offering him a knowing smirk now, as you gesture with your chin to the omega lying on the bed. 

“You’re gonna have to touch him eventually, you know.” 

Chan swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing, and anxiety washes across the caramel irises of his eyes, his nails once again biting into his palm. 

“I know, but I don’t want to do anything wrong.” 

“Which is why I’m going to walk you through it.” You hold his gaze until he reluctantly nods, and Felix whimpers from his place on the bed. You glance at him and reach out to run a finger down his cheek soothingly. “I know, baby, be a good boy for alpha and hold on just a little bit longer, okay?” 

Felix groans and shudders with discomfort. “It hurts, alpha. Want you.” 

“I know, baby.” You repeat, leaning over to brush some stray hair from the omega’s eyes, letting your palm linger over his scent gland, pressed against the warm skin there. 

When you pull back, Felix chases after your touch like a flower chasing the sun. 

“Channie’s gonna make it better. Don’t worry.” 

You lock gazes once more with Chan, and you see his chest rise and fall with a determined breath, before he crawls onto the bed, careful not to disturb any of the pieces of Felix’s nest. 

Felix whines again and makes grabby hands at Chan, who looks to you in an almost pleading ask of silent support. 

You bite back a smirk. 

“Lixie’s delicate. You have to give him lots of reassurance and tell him how pretty and good he is and how well he’s doing. Slow and soft and careful.” 

You see Chan swallow, his pupils blowing as he catches a whiff of Felix’s heat heightened scent, and then he leans in, Felix’s hands tangling desperately in the front of the alpha’s shirt, even as he hungrily collides their lips together with a little moan from the back of his throat. 

Pretty, you think, watching the way Chan’s mouth gently works over Felix’s, until the omega’s lips are kiss bitten pink and slick with saliva. 

They pull apart, and you have to tell yourself to ignore the wetness gathering between your own legs just from watching them together. 

Chan looks to you then, and you shrug. 

“You’re a natural.” 

He’s breathing hard, and when he speaks, his voice is raspy with want. 

“Thanks, I think.” 

You turn to Felix, who is pinned beneath Chan’s body weight, fingers still tugging at the fabric of the alpha’s shirt. 

“And Lixie-” 

He turns his head to meet your gaze, pupils blown and expression dazed, cheeks heightened with color, lips flushed and full, still shiny with spit. 

God, he’s pretty. 

“-you’re doing so good, baby, being so good for alphas, hm? What does my pretty baby want? Tell alpha, be a good boy.” 

Felix melts under the praise, and you can practically see his omega-front and center with his heat-preening under the alpha attention. 

“I want-” Felix starts, his voice hoarse, his fingers curling tighter into the front of Chan’s shirt. 

He hesitates, as if afraid to say it out loud, and Chan takes the opportunity to lean forward and kiss him again, gentle and tender and slow this time, unhurried. When they break apart for the second time, he smiles down at the omega, open fondness on his features. 

“Go on, baby. You can tell us.” 

Felix shivers at the reassurance falling from Chan’s lips, and glances back to you once more. 

“I want both of you, alphas.” 

“You have us.” You repeat firmly, voice soft, as you lean forward and card your fingers through Felix’s hair. “We’re right here.” 

“No, like-” Felix licks his lips, stumbling over his words once again, and sucks his bottom lip between his teeth. The freckles on his cheekbones wink like the stars of a far away constellation. “-I want both of you. To help me. Together.” 

“Oh.” Chan says dumbly, like he doesn’t quite get it, and then it clicks, and his eyebrows disappear into the hairline of his curls and his cheeks go a deep red. “Oh.” 

“There it is.” You laugh, already climbing onto the bed, and Chan looks at you like a deer caught in headlights. You smirk and reach out to pinch his chin between your fingers. “C’mon, pretty boy, I thought you were good at sharing.” 

Chan’s expression darkens with the challenge, his cheeks still a little pink, and your smirk widens, as you lean forward and nip his bottom lip playfully, pulling back as Felix whines from beneath the two of you. 

The smell of slick is back ten fold, and Chan visibly shudders from his spot astride Felix, his eyes swirling golden now, hot and copper and full of want. 

“Fuck, Felix.” The alpha swears low beneath his breath, the words almost a growl, and rolls his hips experimentally against the omega’s. 

Felix’s hands fly up to splay palm down with a solid thwack against Chan’s chest as he gasps, his lips parting and his eyes fluttering closed. 

 You reach out to grip his chin, and Felix opens his eyes once more, gaze filmed over with desire, and you smirk, letting your hand trace down the column of his throat, tracing his weeping scent gland slowly and deliberately with the tip of your finger. 

Felix gasps again, and this time, it’s a coherent word. 

“Please.” 

From atop him, Chan groans, low and primal in the back of his throat, and you meet the squirming omega’s gaze with dark, hooded eyes, your fingers tangling into his hair as you lean in. 

“My pretty omega. Pretty Lixie. You’ve been such a good boy. Such an angel for alphas. I think it’s high time we gave you a reward.” 

[taatianaad]

Heatwave

The scorching heat hung over Seattle, and the blazing sun seemed to intensify with each passing minute. I, Y/N, decided to take a day off from the hospital and enjoy a quiet day at home with my girlfriend, Carina DeLuca.

However, the oppressive weather was far from friendly, and my body began to protest against the temperature.

Despite having the air conditioning on and the curtains drawn, the heat was relentless, infiltrating our apartment relentlessly. Carina and I tried various ways to combat it: fans, cold drinks, and long showers. But as I attempted to prepare a light lunch in the kitchen, a heatwave hit me, making me stagger.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Carina asked, noticing my suddenly pale expression.

"I'm not sure, Carina. I just feel a bit lightheaded," I replied, trying to ignore the dizziness that was taking over.

The heat seemed to be conspiring against me, enveloping me in an overwhelming sensation. My vision blurred, and I felt the need to sit down before completely losing balance.

Carina quickly approached, concerned. "Come, sit here. Should I call a doctor?"

I shook my head, trying to stay calm. "I don't think it's necessary. I just need a moment."

However, before I could react, a more intense wave of heat hit me. My legs gave way, and I collapsed onto the floor, losing consciousness for a moment.

When I came to, I was lying on the couch with Carina

by my side, looking worried. My body was soaked in sweat, and the sensation of heat persisted.

"Y/N, you scared me. How are you feeling now?" Carina asked, holding my hand with concern.

I struggled to sit up, feeling weak. "I'm okay, just a bit dizzy. But this heat is unbearable."

Carina furrowed her brow, looking around. "We need to do something to cool you down. How about I take you to the room with the air conditioning and help you freshen up a bit?".

I nodded, grateful for her attention and care. Carina helped me up, taking me to the room where the air conditioning offered a welcome respite. I lay on the bed as Carina prepared cold compresses and offered me cold water.

The feeling of relief in being in a cooler environment was instantaneous. Carina sat beside me, gently stroking my hair. "How do you feel now, love?"

"Better," I responded, feeling the coolness starting to alleviate the stuffiness. "Thank you, Carina. This heat really hit me suddenly."

She smiled, placing the cold compress gently on my forehead. "The weather can be relentless sometimes. We need to make sure to keep you cool and comfortable. Maybe we should consider moving to a cooler place or installing a more powerful air conditioner."

I nodded, thankful for her consideration. "That's definitely something we should discuss. But for now, I'm grateful to have you by my side to take care of me."

We spent the rest of the day taking precautions against the extreme heat: resting in a cool room, staying hydrated, and avoiding strenuous activities. Carina made sure I was comfortable at all times, offering her support with love and patience.

As the evening fell and the sun began to relent, I felt the temperature gradually drop. Carina and I decided to take a short walk when the weather was more bearable. The cool breeze and the company of my girlfriend made the day end more relaxed.

That night, as we cuddled together, I reflected on the importance of taking care of oneself in extreme weather conditions and was thankful to have someone like Carina by my side, always ready to offer support and love. Amid the exhausting heat, we found shelter in each other's love and mutual concern, reminding us that together, we could overcome any adversity life threw at us.

[kickthecan-revolution]

I took a day trip to Seattle yesterday to make a bunch of decisions about the remodel. We got almost everything done on our list except the slab that needs to go up onto the fireplace, so I have to go back again on Thursday to get that done.

My sister is so good at this - there is an old rusted railing that I share with the neighboring apartment building, and it’s falling into my property line. She saw someone over there and ran over to say hello and figured out who the owner was based on that conversation, she is so assertive with that stuff where I get a little shy. And her ex-partner is great too helping me with the contractor part of the work. I feel lucky that I have him. We were frantically going from place to place that stopped in to a place called Mean sandwiches where you can look up your sandwich and what it looks like up close on these little old toys you click through (I can’t remember what they’re called)

This is all money I didn’t plan to spend but the mold, the discovery of ants, and the charred wood around the fireplace is pretty scary that could’ve absolutely caused the whole place to burn down make it necessary. In hindsight, I was so so lucky nothing ever happened when I rented this place for so many years. It is fortuitous that the upper unit renter is moving out after saying he never would, and I’m just going to pay attention to that. This needs to be done and I’m going to do it in a way that will last for a really long time. We’ve ordered new flooring, new fireplaces, that will be properly installed, and we are also going to extend the deck and put decking out on the little patio so it covers up the stained cement and put a railing out there for safety.

It’s all work that I should’ve done years ago but thankfully everything is still OK and they’re still time to do it now.

[anewkindofme]

WIP Wednesday

As always, thank you @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad for the tag!

This takes place in "But I'm An Avery". This isn't for the next installment, but for a future one. I put up Mark's POV a week or so back. Here's a look at why Jackson is so upset.

***

The ER is abuzz this afternoon. A bus crash on the I-5 has brought in over 20 patients, each with their own set of medical needs. Already, 2 are in surgery. The nurses found 4 that need a plastics consult. They split the cases between Mark, Jackson and Ben. Jackson takes his clipboard and heads for the curtain.

The man is in his 60s according to the chart. Busted up nose that they just barely managed to get the bleeding to stop. Jackson steps closer, still looking at his clipboard.

“Mr. Sturgess, hello. I’m Dr. Avery. I see here you’re complaining about your nose. Can you tell me what happened?”

A familiar, strained voice echoes through the chaos of the ER around him. “I was standing up to speak with the driver when we were hit by the semi. Got knocked to the floor.”

Jackson walks closer. The man’s nose is a gnarly shade of black and blue. It swells up at least twice it’s normal size. Jackson tenderly touches it and the man grits his teeth.

“I want to call an X-Ray,” he says. “It may take a bit, given all that’s going on. But from the looks of it, you may need surgery.”

“Just great. How long will that keep me out of work for?”

“It’s hard to say. What line of work are you in?”

“Counseling.”

Jackson meets the man’s bright blue eyes. There are some scrapes surrounding them, as well as the rest of his face. In comparison to some of the others he’s seen, the man got off lucky. Jackson tilts his head. Sturgess frowns.

“I’m sorry,” Jackson says. “You just seem so familiar.”

“I do a lot of work with the community,” Sturgess offers. “Perhaps that’s it.”

“Maybe.”

Jackson glances back at the clipboard. Duncan Sturgess. Classified as a caregiver. According to the nurse, he gave that information reluctantly.

His eyes scan down the rest of the man’s body. He wears a pair of torn jeans, with burn marks from skidding across the bus. His shirt is a blue polo with white lettering in the corner.

Seattle Correction Camp

Jackson’s heartbeat picks up. He once wore a similar polo, though his was in white. Campers wore white, counselors in green and the head directors, blue. His itched his collarbone and left a nasty rash behind. Especially when paired with the humiliating signs forced around his neck. The most common one reading “Bedwetter”. It took a full decade before he could wear a polo again.

When he heard “bus crash”, he assumed a public city one or maybe even a Greyhound on a trip.

SCC has their own busses. Jackson still remembers the ugly white paint with the name of the “camp” scrawled across the side in gaudy black font.

The first person he met while approaching the bus had deep blue eyes and a full head of blonde hair.

In 16 years, the hair has thinned out, but the eyes remain.

For a moment, Jackson smells smoke. He feels the hand colliding across his cheek. It takes all he has not to whimper in pain.

You’re at the hospital. You’re safe. You’re not bleeding.

One look into those scary blue eyes undoes every bit of his mantra.

“Dr. Avery?” Duncan’s scratchy voice breaks through. “Are you alright?”

Jackson blinks a couple of times. He tries to regulate his breathing, but can barely remember the steps Mark taught him. Instead, he turns and strides out from behind the curtain without another word. He busies to the first nurse he sees and thrusts the clipboard into her hands.

“Y…you need to get Dr. Sloan o…or Dr. Warren for this.”

He doesn’t wait for her to question why.

***

No pressure open tag to anyone who wants to do this!

[hernanpaganini]

When the orphaned gesture is shared becomes ours / Cuando el gesto huérfano se comparte se vuelve nuestro / Beautiful moment captured by @ryanwarnerphotography during his visit to my studio 🎨🌞 Seattle, July 2023. - “Hernan keeps a vintage box of vocabulary words in his studio and gifts a takeaway from the box to studio visitors. I randomly pulled the word ‘elucidation’ - explanation that makes something clear. This word seemed fitting, given that I was privy to elucidate Hernan's quiet, creative intensity, distinctive and wide-sweeping body of work, and innate human magnetism in mere minutes. Rooted in his start as a graphic designer in Buenos Aires, Hernan has produced work in assorted mediums across various stops, including residencies in Spain and Bolivia. Lucky for us, he found his way to Seattle in 2017 and has blessed the arts community with his energy and extraordinary vision. Hernan's studio radiates with color. Works are strewn about the walls and floor, but all meticulously cataloged and organized. It is a space that marinates concept, exploration, and execution. Hernan possesses a rich chronology of art-making from small-scale collage work to ornate sculpture, drypoint studies to one-of-a-kind ceramics, extensive installations, to cut-out musings. Yet, his approach is so fresh, youthful, and energy-giving. You can feel it with him in his space. He is a conduit through which color and light spill through. I got a standing invite to visit the studio whenever I'd like. I'll be taking Hernan up on that offer”

[seattledreamfloors]

If You’re Looking for Hardwood Floor Installation Services in Seattle, WA, You Have Several Options To Choose From

If you're looking for Hardwood Floor Installations in Seattle, WA, you have several options to choose from. Here are some steps to help you find the right professionals for the job:

Search Online: Start by searching online for hardwood floor installation companies in Seattle. Use search engines like Google or online directories like Yelp to find a list of contractors in your area.

Ask for Recommendations: Ask friends, family members, or colleagues who have recently had hardwood floors installed in their homes for recommendations. Personal referrals can be valuable in finding trustworthy contractors.

Check Online Reviews: Read online reviews and ratings for the contractors you find. Websites like Yelp, Angie's List, and Google Reviews can provide insights into the quality of their work and customer satisfaction.

Verify Credentials: Ensure that the contractors you are considering are licensed and insured. This is important for your protection in case of accidents or damage during the installation process.

Request Multiple Quotes: Contact several contractors to request quotes for your project. Be specific about the type of hardwood flooring you want, the square footage of the area, and any other relevant details. This will help you compare prices and services.

Ask for References: Ask contractors for references from past clients. Contact these references to inquire about their experience with the contractor and the quality of the work performed.

Visit Showrooms: If possible, visit the showrooms of the contractors you are considering. This will give you a chance to see the quality of their hardwood flooring materials and get a better sense of their expertise.

Discuss Timeline: Discuss the expected timeline for the project with each contractor. Make sure they can accommodate your schedule and have a clear plan for the installation process.

Get a Written Contract: Once you've chosen a contractor, make sure to get a written contract that outlines all the details of the project, including costs, materials, timelines, and any warranties or guarantees.

Follow up on Permits: Depending on the scope of your project, you may need permits or approvals from your local city or county. Make sure the contractor is aware of and can assist with obtaining any necessary permits.

Here are a few Hardwood Floor Refinishing in Seattle, WA that you can consider (as of my last knowledge update in September 2021). However, please verify their current status and reviews:

Seattle Flooring America: They offer a wide range of hardwood flooring options and installation services.

Seattle Floor Service: They specialize in hardwood floor installation and refinishing services in the Seattle area.

Eco Floors of Seattle: Known for environmentally friendly flooring options, they offer hardwood floor installation services with a focus on sustainability.

Abrams Floors: This family-owned business has been serving the Seattle area for many years and offers hardwood floor installation and refinishing services.

Remember to do your due diligence, obtain multiple quotes, and select a contractor who meets your specific needs and budget. Additionally, make sure to check for any updates or new contractors that may have emerged since my last knowledge update in September 2021.

[commercialwindowshieldo]

HITT Hires CWS For Decorative/Privacy Window Installation Project For Government Tenant

ARLINGTON, Va. – HITT Contracting has hired Commercial Window Shield for a decorative privacy window film installation project for a federal government agency in suburban Washington, D.C.

The project, for the Department of Commerce’s Office of the Inspector General, involves the installation of a special dual gradient decorative window film on all glass office fronts and conference rooms of one floor of a building at 2800 S. Randolph St. in Arlington.

Once installed, the band of film runs across the center of the glass. It’s more opaque in the center and fades to clear above and below the film band.

The privacy window film installation is Phase 2 of a project that began with HITT completing a buildout of the floor occupied by the Inspector General Office.

Commercial Window Shield will begin its privacy window film installation project in mid-to-late September.

The company has had a close working relationship with HITT since 2008, having completed numerous window film installation projects. In addition to HITT, Commercial Window Shield works with other top general contractors, including DAVIS, Rand Construction, DPR Construction, D/Watts, Harvey-Cleary and Gilbane Building Co.

In addition to the installation of decorative privacy window film, Commercial Window Shield is a leader in the installation of safety and security, radio frequency [RF], switchable smart and bird safety window films.

Since 1985, Commercial Window Shield clients have included the U.S. Capitol, FBI headquarters, the Pentagon, all House of Representative and Library of Congress buildings, Grand Central Terminal, Merrill Lynch headquarters, the United Nations, the Willis [former Sears] Tower, O’Hare and Seattle international airports, and the Philadelphia and Denver mints.

Source URL:- https://brandhelps.com/hitt-hires-cws-for-decorative-privacy-window-installation-project-for-government-tenant/

[puredryrestorationwa]

Prepare Your Home for Summer to Avoid Water Damage – Expert Tips Inside

Summer increases water usage at home, which heightens the risk of water damage. Common signs of water damage include wet spots, moldy smells, peeling paint, and warped wood. Here’s why summer is prone to water damage and how to prevent it.

Common Summer Causes of Water Damage

Increased Outdoor Activities: Gardening, swimming, and more showers stress your plumbing.

Intense Weather Patterns: Summer storms, rainfall, and hurricanes can lead to flooding and leaks.

Vacation Absences: Unchecked small leaks can grow into bigger issues while you’re away.

Humidity and Condensation: High humidity fosters mold and mildew growth.

Overworked Appliances: More use of air conditioners, dishwashers, and washing machines can cause leaks.

Tips to Avoid Water Damage

Outside the Home

Disconnect Hoses: Prevent continuous water flow.

Clean Gutters and Downspouts: Avoid blockages and overflow.

Maintain Trees and Vegetation: Prevent root damage to pipes.

Inside the Home

Know Your Water Main: Shut it off during emergencies.

Maintain Appliances: Regularly check and service washing machines, refrigerators, etc.

Fix Leaks Promptly: Immediate repairs prevent bigger issues.

Install Water Detection Devices: Early detection of moisture prevents extensive damage.

Check Water Pressure: Keep it between 40 and 70 PSI to avoid pipe bursts.

Monitor Your Water Bill: Spikes can indicate leaks.

Problems Caused by Water Damage

Mold and Mildew Growth: Health issues and structural damage.

Contamination: Unsafe water due to bacteria and pathogens.

Damaged Appliances: Malfunctioning and hazards like fires.

Surface Deterioration: Peeling, discoloration, and weakening of materials.

Cracked, Warped Floors: Rotting wood and damaged concrete.

Trust PureDry for Restoration

If you experience water damage, contact PureDry Restoration at (425) 600-9815 or visit their website for expert help.

[skaddy111]

Hikila Construction Group LLC: Leading the Way in Concrete Services in Seattle

At Hikila Construction Group LLC, we pride ourselves on being the premier provider of concrete services in Seattle. With years of experience and a team of dedicated professionals, we offer a wide range of concrete solutions tailored to meet the unique needs of our clients. Whether you're looking for a new concrete driveway, patio, or flatwork, our expertise and commitment to quality make us the go-to choice for all your concrete needs in the Seattle area.

Expert Concrete Flatwork in Seattle

When it comes to Concrete flatwork Seattle, Hikila Construction Group LLC stands out for our precision, attention to detail, and commitment to excellence. Concrete flatwork includes any flat, horizontal surface made of concrete, such as driveways, patios, walkways, and slabs. Our team of skilled professionals uses the latest techniques and high-quality materials to ensure that every project is completed to the highest standards. We understand the importance of a solid foundation, and our flatwork services are designed to provide durability and longevity, ensuring that your investment stands the test of time.

Top-Rated Seattle Concrete Contractors

As leading Seattle concrete contractors, we have built a reputation for delivering exceptional results on every project. Our team is composed of experienced and certified professionals who are passionate about their craft. We take the time to understand your specific needs and provide customized solutions that meet your budget and timeline. From initial consultation to project completion, we maintain clear communication and transparency, ensuring that you are informed and satisfied at every stage of the process. Our commitment to quality workmanship and customer satisfaction sets us apart from other contractors in the area.

Durable and Attractive Concrete Driveways in Seattle

A well-constructed driveway is not only functional but also adds curb appeal to your property. At Hikila Construction Group LLC, we specialize in creating Concrete driveways Seattle that are both durable and visually appealing. Our driveways are designed to withstand the heavy traffic and varying weather conditions typical of the Seattle area. We use high-quality concrete and modern construction techniques to ensure that your driveway remains in excellent condition for years to come. Whether you need a new driveway installed or an existing one repaired or replaced, our team has the expertise to deliver outstanding results.

Beautiful and Functional Concrete Patios in Seattle

Enhance your outdoor living space with a custom-designed Concrete patios Seattle. A concrete patio is a versatile and low-maintenance option that provides a durable surface for outdoor activities and entertainment. At Hikila Construction Group LLC, we offer a wide range of design options to suit your style and preferences. Our team works closely with you to create a patio that complements your home and meets your functional needs. From simple, elegant designs to intricate patterns and finishes, we have the skills and experience to bring your vision to life. Our patios are built to withstand the elements and provide a comfortable, attractive space for you and your family to enjoy.

Comprehensive Seattle Concrete Flatwork Services

For comprehensive Seattle concrete flatwork services, look no further than Hikila Construction Group LLC. Our expertise extends beyond driveways and patios to include a variety of flatwork projects, such as sidewalks, walkways, garage floors, and more. We understand that each project is unique, and we approach every job with the same level of dedication and attention to detail. Our goal is to provide high-quality, durable flatwork that meets your specific needs and enhances the value of your property. Whether you're undertaking a residential or commercial project, we have the knowledge and resources to deliver exceptional results.

Quality and Reliability You Can Trust

At Hikila Construction Group LLC, we are committed to providing quality and reliability in every project we undertake. Our reputation as trusted Seattle concrete contractors is built on our unwavering commitment to excellence and customer satisfaction. We use only the best materials and employ industry-leading techniques to ensure that our concrete work is of the highest quality. Our team is dedicated to completing projects on time and within budget, without compromising on quality or safety. We take pride in our work and strive to exceed our clients' expectations on every job.

Custom Concrete Solutions for Every Need

Every concrete project is unique, and we believe in providing customized solutions that meet the specific needs of our clients. Whether you're looking for a new concrete driveway, a stylish concrete patio, or comprehensive concrete flatwork services, we have the expertise to deliver results that match your vision. Our team works closely with you to understand your requirements and provide personalized recommendations that suit your style, budget, and timeline. We take pride in our ability to turn your ideas into reality and create concrete surfaces that enhance the beauty and functionality of your property.

Sustainable and Eco-Friendly Practices

At Hikila Construction Group LLC, we are committed to sustainability and eco-friendly practices. We understand the importance of minimizing our environmental impact and strive to use sustainable materials and techniques in our concrete projects. Our team is knowledgeable about the latest advancements in green construction and incorporates these practices into our work whenever possible. By choosing us for your concrete needs, you can be confident that you are making an environmentally responsible choice.

Exceptional Customer Service

Customer satisfaction is at the heart of everything we do at Hikila Construction Group LLC. We believe in building strong relationships with our clients based on trust, transparency, and exceptional service. From your initial inquiry to the completion of your project, our team is dedicated to providing a seamless and enjoyable experience. We are always available to answer your questions, address your concerns, and provide updates on the progress of your project. Our commitment to customer service ensures that you are fully satisfied with the results and confident in your choice of contractor

Contact Us Today

If you are in need of reliable and high-quality concrete services in Seattle, look no further than Hikila Construction Group LLC. We are dedicated to providing exceptional service and delivering results that exceed your expectations. Whether you need Concrete flatwork Seattle, Seattle concrete contractors, Concrete driveways Seattle, Concrete patios Seattle, or Seattle concrete flatwork services, we have the expertise and experience to meet your needs. Contact us today to learn more about our services and how we can assist you with your next concrete project. Trust Hikila Construction Group LLC to be your partner in creating durable, beautiful, and functional concrete surfaces that enhance the value and appeal of your property

[commercialwindowshieldo]

CWS Retained by N.C. Manufacturer For Security Window Film Installation Project

CHARLOTTE, N.C. – Commercial Window Shield has been hired by one of the country’s leading manufactures of residential doors to install safety and security window film at its corporate headquarters.

 Masonite, a division of fiberglass giant Owens Corning, had an issue with vandals tossing bricks through its ground floor building windows after business hours, forcing them to replace the costly glass on more than one occasion.

Masonite retained Commercial Window Shield to thwart the vandals and protect its windows. The company will install 8-mil safety and security window film with a 4-sided wet glaze attachment system on all ground floor glass. The film is shatter-resistant and will remain in place preventing potential entry by rock-throwing vandals as well as discourage them from continued attacks.

Masonite was referred to Commercial Window Shield by Owens Corning. In 2017, the company installed the same 8-mil security window film with a wet glaze attachment system on the ground-floor entranceway and all vulnerable first-floor windows at Owens Corning headquarters in Toledo, Ohio.

The Masonite project is scheduled to being the week of August 26.

With more than 40 years of experience, Commercial Window Shield is one of the nation’s leading security and solar control window film installers. Among its many projects, the company has protected windows at the U.S. Capitol, FBI headquarters, Pentagon, all House of Representative buildings, O’Hare International Airport, Seattle-Tacoma International Airport, the Willis Tower [former Sears Tower], Denver Mint, Grand Central Terminal and the George R. Brown Convention Center in Houston.

Source Url: -  https://inspirebyblog.com/cws-retained-by-n-c-manufacturer-for-security-window-film-installation-project/