The Survey Corps Mafia | Sansang

C22

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When Yeosang opened his eyes, he couldn't help but smile. San had stayed with him, he hadn't left. He was lying beside him and hugging him, hugging his chest with one hand in his hair. In that moment, he wanted nothing more than to wake up every morning by the alpha's side, he caressed San's cheek with his fingertips. He didn't have to be afraid anymore. He was following the Survey Corps Initiation and would be fully able to defend himself when he finished it. He was going to join an organization that could protect him, his safety was assured... So why resist what his instincts had been screaming for months?.

"Yeosang?"

The omega did not withdraw his hand, on the contrary, he put it entirely on the cheek of the mobster. The latter sighed as he came to place his own hand on Yeosang's hand.

"I'm here" he whispered.

The steel eyes of the executioner opened slowly and they were even more beautiful from so close. San's thumb began to make small circles on the back of the younger one's hand.

"How do you feel, sweetheart?"

Yeosang almost purred with pleasure when he heard his nickname in San's hoarse morning voice.

"Better, I have aches and I'm still in a bit of pain. But it's bearable."

San placed a kiss in the palm of his hand before tying their fingers and holding them against his heart.

"Do you think you can eat a little?"

"I might."

"Do you want me to cook or do you want to eat your food?"

"My supplies, so you don't go away..."

"Okay, sweetheart."

"But I need to go to the bathroom."

"Go, I'm going to go see Chungha."

The alpha extracted first from the nest while Yeosang gently stretched. The mobster took the opportunity to kiss his forehead before leaving the room. The omega had red cheeks and a huge smile on his lips following this gesture of affection, he got up very gently to make sure his legs would carry him. The first steps were slow and painful, but he would do it again without hesitation to be able to relieve himself and do a bit of grooming. He grimaced as he felt a small spike of pain in his lower abdomen. San had only been gone for a few minutes. The young man hurried to finish up in the bathroom and go back to his room, San and Chungha were waiting for him there.

"Hello Yeosang" greeted the beta.

"Hello Chungha."

Normally, Yeosang would have stopped to chat with her, but then he hurried back to the arms of the mobster. The latter wrapped his arms around Yeosang to keep him close, the omega sighed with contentment. The pain diminished again now that he had found the cocoon of warmth and security provided by the alpha. Chungha smiled at the tenderness coming from the mafia executioner.

"Is the pain back?" he asked.

"Yes" squealed the younger one as he huddled closer to San's chest.

The scientist cleared her throat to get the duo's attention, "Can you sit down? I'd like to talk to you both."

They obeyed and took their place in the heart of Yeosang's nest, Chungha stood outside.

"Do you remember a few weeks ago I drew blood from you, Yeosang?"

"Yes, I remember."

The scientist put her glasses back on her nose.

"Good, I have been able to analyze your results and I need to ask you a number of questions."