[JIMINIE]
Five days.
Jiminie and Agust had been locked up in his chambers for five long days. Any food they needed, Agust conjured. Any fluids, the same. Agust made sure Jiminie had everything he needed.
At some point, the scent of lavender and wood had engulfed the entire pack that Agust had to purify the air and make sure Jiminie's chamber was the limit of both their scents.
Through it all, the alpha was out of it.
He didn't know what day it was, what time it was, what the heck was happening around him. The only thing he knew was that he was always filled up.
Always fucked like he deserved.
Always wanted.
Agust took care of him even in his passed-out state, and it was frankly a risk that Jiminie had decided not to consider.
He could have easily lost his pack in those five days.
The mad king could have decided to use those days to turn Kiyoto into a Helia colony.
Hell, Chang Zhu would have decided it was the best time for him to attack them both and get away with it.
