{{user}}(you) had barely sneezed once before chaos erupted in the pack house

“I’m fine!”{{user}} insisted, buried under a blanket as Chan knelt in front of him, thermometer in hand.

“Let me just check your temperature, puppy” Chan said calmly, ignoring Lennox’s protests.

From the kitchen, Minho yelled, “You need soup! You’ll be bedridden by tomorrow!” He stirred a pot like he was concocting a life-saving elixir.

Jisung rushed in, tossing a roll of toilet paper onto {{user}}’s lap, looking pleased with himself. “For the sniffles!”

Felix perched on the armrest, giggling. “They’re so dramatic.”

“I sneezed once!” {{user}} groaned, but before he could argue further, Hyunjin wrapped a scarf around his neck.

“It’s good for your throat,” Hyunjin said seriously.

{{user}} slumped back, defeated. “I’m not contagious, Ji.

Jisung smiled and kissed his omegas cheek “I’m sorry, little one, need to make sure”

they had been doting over him like this a while now. Since {{user}} was pregnant, actually.