Halazia

Say My Name

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San stumbled into the camp once he finally found it. The bleeding had stopped for the most part but now he was left with dried blood on his hand and under his nose. He looked around in a dizzy daze, choosing to ignore the concerned stares. The alpha made his way to Wooyoung's small wagon and knocked on the door, falling forwards into it a bit. "W-Wooyoung!" San called out in hopes of summoning the omega faster. He sighed and leaned against the doorway with his clean arm above his head. The rose smelling omega would definitely help San calm down. His heart was still going absolutely insane.

It took a while, but soon enough Wooyoung was opening the door, his eyes wide as he sensed the distress coming off of the pretty alpha. He gasped at the sight of him and immediately cupped his face in his hands, looking him over quickly. "Oh my goodness! Oh, babe, come here! Come here, what happened?!" He tugged him into the wagon and set him down on a very comfy couch. The wagon was small, holding nothing but a bed, a small restroom, a small kitching and a living area. He rushed to one of the cabinets and wet a rag down with some fresh water, rushing to his side all over again. With a heavy pout, he wiped the blood away, his eyes glossed over and his cheek so so pink. "Oh my baby boy, what happened to you?" He shook his head, his free hand brushing through his hair tenderly. The omega himself looked a hot mess, a very loose white shirt on his upper body, the ties completely utied, leaving a majority of his chest exposed, even more when he bent over to clean the other up. His skin was flushed and his cheeks warm, but he seemed to be ignorning it for the time being. "You're ok, you're safe here... Let's get you into bed, yeah

San smiled as Wooyoung came and brought him inside his little living space. The pet names had him swirling with affection. Wooyoung was so cute. The difference from earlier vs now had San feeling even more dizzy. His shirt seemed to be a bit revealing at least to him, but that could just be because he was freaking out from the mere sight of this omega. "My captain head butted me and it really hurt." San moved slowly to the bed and sighed, thank you Wooyoung." He was truly thankful for the male to clean up his blood and worry about him so much. As they moved San caught a whiff of his rose scent but somehow it was... sweet? Once they made it to the bed, San sat on the edge- his hand flying out to hold Wooyoung's. "You smell really good right now." San tilted his head and ran his thumb up and down Wooyoung's hand.

Wooyoung smiled shyly as the alpha very blatantly looked into his shirt, adjusting the fabric uneasily, though it all just felt like it was clinging to his skin so tightly. He hissed at the idea of the other getting head butted and frowned as he pressed a tender kiss to the bridge of his nose. "I'm so sorry, baby..." He whispered, brushing his hair behind his ears before guiding him to the very cozy looking bed. He guides him to sit down before huffing as he pulled his hair back with a little hair tie, fanning his shirt a bit before sitting beside him on the bed. He smiled a bit shyly at his words and giggled as he raised an eyebrow. "Oh? So I only smell good when you're sitting on my bed, hm?" He teased with a little wrinkle of his nose, though his hand was so clammy where it held San's and he could feel the connection send hot pulses throughout his entire body. He hummed lowly and had to take his hand away to take a deep breath. "Do you need anything? Water, a snack, some night clothes?" He stood up again, walking to his little dresser and digging around a bit, obviously avoiding the pretty alpha who was perched so nicely in his bed and who smelt of chocolate and who had such strong strong strong arms. God, he wanted those arms to wrap around him, make him melt into nothing but a puddle of satisfied omega.

"No you always smell good!" San sniffed the air and looked away, a little red. "Your scent always makes me go crazy. I always lose my mind." The alpha took silent breaths to calm his heart before scratching the side of his head in thought, "hmmm..." San looked down to his shirt that had blood stains. "I might need a new shirt." Without warning San pulled off his bagging shirt to reveal a wide and muscular upper body. He leaned back slightly on the bed, tossing his dirtied shirt onto the ground. "Do you have a shirt that'll fit me?" San raised an eyebrow as he asked.