Chapter fourty

"We can't go to the nurse." 

Minho looks incredulous at Jisung, "What do you mean we can't? We have to. He may need to get a check-up or something. Anything could've caused him to faint."

"But we can't. I told you I'd take him. Go back. I already told Seungmin to come. He should depart soon, we'll take it over from here."

Minho takes a step back as Jisung tries to take Felix from him, "Why is he coming? Is there anything serious going on with Felix? Is that why he's been that bad the last week and why the school nurse won't do it?"

Jisung wanted to lie, but he knew Minho would see straight through it. Even if he wouldn't see through it, his senses would give it away. 

"It's a little more complicated than that."

"Why? Is it that bad?"

"He can't go to the nurse, Minho, that's all."

"Why not?"

"Just because," Jisung loved his mate for worrying this much, but he really should stop pressing. 

"Because wHAt, Jisung?"

"Because they'll know!" Jisung broke.

Minho looked at his mate in a questioning gesture, "What?"

"He can't go to the school nurse, or any normal nurse, just as I can't. Not anymore." He puffs.

Minho remembered what Jisung told him about never being alone with his friends. "Ow. He's...?"

Jisung sighs, "Yes, yes he is." I hope Felix won't mind this. 

"Why did you call that Seungmin?"

"Because we obviously can't walk?"

"I have a car for fuck's sake."

"Okay? Good for you."

Minho rolls his eyes and walks to the school entry/exit.

"Minho? Minho, where are you going?"

"Tell that Seungmin dude he can stay and follow his class."

"What why?"

"I'll take you. I hope you know the way 'cause I've never been to a werewolf doctor before," Minho says while walking over the parking lot towards his car.

"Minho, you don't have to take us. Seungmin'll do. You go back to class."

"Bin won't mind. And besides..Wait, can you take my keys out of my pocket and open the door, please?" Jisung does as asked and opens the door. Minho lies Felix down in the back seat and gets into the driver's seat.

Jisung sighs and opens the front door and takes a seat in the co-drivers seat. "And besides what?"

"And besides, what good is a boyfriend if you can't even use him as a private driver?" Jisung blushes at this comment. Even though it was pretty obvious what they were, they never said it officially and hearing Minho say it out loud for the first time made Jisung's belly tingle.

It felt more like a choice now that he said that. Jisung was scared because this whole pre-destined-lovers thing took the whole choice part out of their relationship. It didn't matter for him, it kind of was his choice, but he was still scared on Minho's part. No need to worry.

"So," Minho begins, "Where am I taking you both?"

Jisung starts leading the way and they got to the small home clinic in no time.

It was owned by an old werewolf. She had finished her studies in medicine and decided she wanted to dedicate her life to looking after werewolves since they couldn't go to a doctor without them knowing something was off about them.

The old lady examined Felix after waking him up as Minho and Jisung were sat in the waiting room. After a couple of minutes, Felix came into the room and told them his examination was over and that they could get back to their classes. 

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Both the besties sat in the back seat when Minho drove onto the school grounds. 

"Bye, Minho," Jisung said as he left the car.

"Thank you again, Minho. I'm sorry that you had to go through all that trouble," Felix says, scratching his neck, feeling guilty.

"It's okay," Minho reassures him, "Jisung told me your parents wanted for you to go to your personal arts and I figured you couldn't possibly get there without a car."

"Thank you," Felix says one last time as he turns around walking towards the school entry. 

As Minho locked his car and followed the two into the school building he saw Jisung turning his head towards him, smiling and mouthing the words thank you. This little gesture warmed his heart, just as he turned the corner to get to his English lecture someone stood before him.

"Hey Bin," Minho says, "Ehm...everything alright? You seem tense."

"Can I have a word with you? Please, Min."

"Of course," Minho followed him back to the studio, which was now empty, "Sup, mate?" 

"Perfect choice of word."

"What?" 

"Never mind. How's the boy doing? The one that fainted?"

"He's doing great. Nothing noteworthy. His name is Felix by the way." 

"Yeah, I think it's pretty noteworthy."

"How come?"

"It's my fault, Min."

"Yeah, I know. You fucking changed the boy. Why? why didn't you just stop in time?"

"I thought you'd understand what these stupid mating-senses do to you."

Minho stepped back for a second, looking Changbin up and down.

"You're mated to Felix."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Only the more reason NOT to bite him!" Minho yells at Changbin while giving him a shove to his chest due to which Changbin stumbles backwards, "You should want the best and the best only for your mate! If that means containing yourself you fucking should!"

"Don't act all innocent yourself, Minho," Changbin bit back.

"What do you mean with that, Changbin?"

"Your scent was already lingering in the hallway before you entered the school. You bit him, didn't you?"

"What?"

"You bit that squirrel-boy. And now you're shitting on me while you did the same thing yourself."

"That's different, Changbin."

"How come?"

"Jisung and I both accepted our fate. He had already bit me," Minho says, pulling the rim of his shirt furiously down to show the two 'birthmarks' on his neck, "I am his. All his."

After a breath, he continued, "Jisung saw I was doing badly due to being thirsty and practically forced me to bite him. Do you really think I'd do that? I'm not as fucking selfish as you are Changbin."

"Know your damn place, Minho," Changbin warned him.

"And you should know your fucking worth. Like it or not, you're his. Better act like it instead of hurting the boy." 

"I'm as much his as he is mine."

"No, no you're not. The only reason you bit him is that you can't fucking stand someone having the upper hand on you. Admit it. Yeah, you made him. But that doesn't change the fact you are his."

"Minho, pick up your mouth."

"You know I'm right. Fucking deal with it," Minho spits, turning around and leaving the dance studio after slamming the door shut. 

Leaving a shirty Changbin behind. 

As he walks in the hallway he bumps into a rather familiar boy.