There will be some Jinki pov in this chapter I think. There’s not just Jinki’s lack of comfort but his differences from what is expected of alphas. Omega are below them, even while mated, so like being unsure of how to deal with their own child, they don’t know how to always deal with ‘emotional’ omega.
eta: Minho sees it and has different reactions to it, one being internalized victim blaming.
Here is one of an early onho scene from the next chapter. c:
Jinki stands far off, away from camp in the night. Minho wakes to his mate night beside him again. It happens some nights since they left the village, Jinki just up and gone when Minho wakes. Minho gets up this time, finding Jinki just standing, watching the forest with a light breeze whistling through the treetops.
Minho’s presence is know before he’s actually beside Jinki, alpha sense picking his moments up, but he doesn’t turn back, he doesn’t even look at Minho.
He’s been wondering it a while now, so Minho tries to find the strength to say it. “When we reach your village, do you want to leave?”
Jinki looks to Minho finally, head tilted, expression neutral. “Leave?”
Minho isn’t sure what the laws say for what has happened, other than when a mated omega willfully lays with an alpha not his mate, and it isn’t a pleasant one. Rules were broken that night though.
“Will you leave me,” his hand brushes his neck, where a claim still lays and will always lay until a proper challenge is made and one dies. It weakens Jinki’s mated claim already upon Minho. “I won’t be your mate if you don’t want me to be, I’ll-,” Minho looks away, because he would be lying if the thought of being unmated to Jinki didn’t scare him to death, what a village would do with what’s left of him, or how he wouldn’t have the privilege see Yoojin. “I’ll go into elders’ care.”
Minho is suddenly pulled into a tight embrace, feeling the alpha’s face bury in his shoulder. He blinks wide eyes.
“I won’t leave you, Minho.”
His head is touched, fingers through hair, before Jinki pulls back with a faint smile. “Go back to bed.”
Minho nods, returning to camp, climbing beneath covers, not sure why Jinki has been acting the way he has if he has no intention of leaving. His fingers rub the rough patch of skin over his neck, lips bitten. Why is reassance fleeting.
The next night, an arm his wrapped around Minho as he settles for sleep. That night he stays warm next to his mate.