"I don't know, I can't even imagine it. Being mated." Jisung's speaking casually to Felix as they fold clothes, oblivious to Minho's hidden presence, to the way those words threaten to squeeze his heart so tightly it might shatter.

Felix responds after a moment of silence. "Don't you want to be, though? Everyone does. I know I do."

"I..." Every second of Jisung's hesitance is like another stabbing pain into Minho's very soul. Jisung doesn't want to be mated?