Wolf

Chapter 5

All I have to say is, there will be slight angst, but not enough to make you cry. Bye enjoy!!

The two walked in the forest, hand in hand, sharing short yet sweet conversations. "So..." Kyungsoo shyly looked up at his now called mate. "Uh... J-Jongin..." Jongin looked down at his blushing mate. He smiles down at Kyungsoo. "Yes Kyungsoo?" Said boy blushed a darker shade of red, "W-what is your pack like? I mean... will they like me?" Jongin almost cooed at how adorable his mate was being. "Of course they'll love you. If anything happens, I'll be there to protect you." Jongin smiled and kissed Kyungsoo on the head. Kyungsoo melted in the soft touch of Jongin's lips. He wanted to stay this way forever, scared to lose his warmth. He was strangely drawn to Jongin, even though they had just met. "Just stay close to me ok?" Kyungsoo could only nod, continuing the journey with Jongin.

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By the time they arrived, it was already noon. "Are you sure about this?" Kyungsoo whispered, "They're all staring at me..." Everyone was staring, some were snickering as the two walked by. "It's alright, I'm here for you." Jongin patted his head, as they entered Kris' tent.

"Hyung, I've brought him!" Jongin said happily as he and Kyungsoo sat down. Kris entered the room, and sat across from them. "Thank you. Now young one, please tell me your name." A small toothy grin crept onto his face. " Do Kyungsoo... Hyung."
"What can you tell me about yourself?"
"I-I love roaming the beautiful, green forest, and picking flowers f-for my Hyung who lives in the forest. I-I live with my mother and father in a small cottage out in the village. I love making friends, and baking...a-and I love animals." Kyungsoo rubbed the back of his neck, "I mean, I'm not that interesting..." Kris smiled and licks his lips. "Jongin. Could you please leave the room? I want to talk to your mate about... personal matters..." Jongin nodded, and stepped out of the tent. He couldn't believe how well his Hyung and mate were hitting it off. He then saw Sehun walking towards him.

"Hyung! How are things going in there? Is Kris-Hyung... you know... happy?" Sehun whispered the last part. "Of course. He kept smiling, and I can see Kyungsoo starting to calm down."
"Seriously? Kris-Hyung smiling?" Sehun guffawed. " Anyway, your mate~" Sehun leaned in closer,"What's he like?"
"His scent, man... it's like he's covered with flowers and white pears." Jongin sighed, breathing in more of his mate's scent that still lingers in the air.
"How'd you tell him? How did he take the news?"
"Ah...he was so cute..." Jongin had a dreamy look in his eyes, "He kept blushing, and I gave him some flowers, and he looked me in the eyes. I can't explain it...he's just..."

Suddenly, he heard a deep scream coming from inside the tent, it was the cry of his mate. His blood boiled when he barged inside to see Kris pinning Kyungsoo down on the ground, shirt in tatters, and his red cape a mess on the floor. Kris stopped in his tracks, slowly shifting back into his human form. "Oh... Jongin. I thought I told you to stay outside." Jongin punched Kris square in the jaw, his eyes burning with fury and his sharp teeth bared. "What the hell are you doing to MY Kyungsoo?!" He growled and picked Kyungsoo up and wrapped him in his cape to cover up every and any part of his skin that showed. Kris stood up from where he lay, "What do YOU think you're doing to MY meal?!" Kris shifted back into a wolf as he pounced at Jongin, who put Kyungsoo down and shifted into his wolf form as well. Kris went for Jongin's neck, but Jongin was quicker and knocked Kris to the ground with his giant paws. Kris snapped at him from under his grip and Jongin grabbed him by the neck, dragging him out of the tent. Jongin growled and Kris managed to bite Jongin's ankle, causing him to whimper and draw his paw back. Kris took this chance to pounce at Jongin again, this time knocking Jongin to the ground to distract him as he ran back to the tent to finish off what he started. Kris tore through the entrance of his tent toward the small boy wrapped in his red cloak.