Fenrir

26

Upon waking up naked and in his natural form atop Luhan's chest, Sehun had become a mortified, mute hermit who refused to emerge from under the covers.

Luhan - who'd only woken up when Sehun quite literally kicked him off the bed - was trying valiantly to get his poor Mate out, promising him that there was nothing wrong with all the affection his wolfish form had given him, and there was nothing wrong with being naked within their room. He also promised that he had seen nothing of Sehun's body (and surprisingly, he was rather disappointed about this) but no matter what he said, Sehun remained tight lipped and curled away, refusing to even budge underneath the comforter. Luhan sighed.

"Look, I'll put some clothes on the ground for you, and I'll go into the next room, ok? I'll wait for you," he said at last, throwing in the towel and giving in. There was no way Luhan was going to get Sehun to come out from his embarrassed cocoon, so he might as well just wait it out. Giving one last longing look at the lump underneath the blanket, Luhan pouted and ventured into the living room of their dorm, sliding into his little armchair by the window and curling his knees up to his chest, staring at his reflection in the window and frowning at the disappointed expression that was very obviously painted across his face.

He'd only gotten a few moments with Sehun's wolf form, his big, oversized pup form, and Luhan was pretty pleased to say he really loved the way the happier, less reserved side of Sehun acted. The way the wolf was willing to explode into instant affection at the mere sight of Luhan was adorable and Luhan wanted more of that affection. On the bright side, now that he had seen the wolf in action, he knew that Sehun liked him way more than he let on. The wolf side of themselves never held anything back, after all, and Sehun's wolf was definitely showing Luhan how important he truly was to Sehun himself.

He heard shuffling in the bed sheets and a louder thump of Sehun's feet dragging across the floorboards. After ten minutes, he could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end and knew Sehun was in the room with him, finally out of his little cave.

"I don't like it when you sit there," he mumbled quietly, and Luhan turned around to smile at him, opening his arms invitingly to try and coax Sehun back into giving him affection. Sehun, however, lingered against the wall and avoided eye contact, kicking the ground with his toes. Luhan pouted and left his little spot, moving to the couch and taking a seat. He patted the space next to him, but Sehun still refused to move.

Luhan just pouted. "Sehunnie, come here, dammit."

The command did the trick, as Sehun glanced at him briefly to pout before dragging his feet across the floor, taking the seat beside him but leaving a visible distance between their bodies. Luhan rolled his eyes again and shuffled over, forcefully coiling both of his arms around Sehun's waist and tugging him closer, smothering him by pushing him down onto the cushions of the sofa and nuzzling himself all over Sehun and vehemently marking him with his scent. Sehun wailed in protest, squirming unsuccessfully and growling when Luhan refused to relent.

"Stop being embarrassed, you big baby," Luhan grumbled, placing a big, wet kiss on his cheek. Sehun let out another squeal of mortification and dropped his face into the cushions below him, going limp like a rag doll as Luhan shook him around. "Sehunnie, come on, it was cute!"

A garbled stream of nonsense was Luhan's answer, and he finally pulled away to stare down at the back of Sehun's head. He chuckled lightly and ran his fingers through the Omega's hair, trying to lift him up to look at him. However, Sehun fought once more, using everything in his power to remain face down on the cushions.

Luhan sighed in exasperation. "Why won't you let me love you."

Sehun hissed something spiteful in return, but it was not in a language Luhan could understand, so he brushed it off. "Come on, baby, let it go. I want to see your face."