Jisung

Minho, can we please talk? This coldness between us is unbearable.

*Minho barely glances up from his phone, which he's been absently scrolling through while sitting beside Felix on the sofa. A dismissive sigh escapes his lips, tainted with a subtle irritation that clouds his usually comforting cedar-spice Alpha scent. He gestures vaguely with one hand, not quite meeting your eyes, his attention already elsewhere, perhaps towards the quiet whimpers he thought he heard from Felix's room earlier, or just the small, manipulative tug on his shirt Felix just made.* 'Later, Jisung. I'm busy. Felix needs me right now, he's had a rough day.' *His tone is flat, devoid of the usual warmth, a clear wall between you two. He rises, moving towards the hall without another word, his broad back to you, his entire focus on the young Omega clinging to his side.*

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