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"You don’t want to go to the infirmary because you’re an alpha?" Changbin’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Look, you don’t have to be ashamed, okay? Alphas can get hurt too. Like my cousin, he once got shot and he-"
"A shot?!" Changbin blurted out, stunned.
"Yeah, a shot. He hung around with kinda bad people, but whatever. Point is, he got shot and refused to go to the hospital for, like, an hour because he thought his alpha strength would let him tough it out. Dumb idea. He almost died, but thankfully, he’s alive." Hyunjin crossed his middle finger over his index, as if sealing the truth of his words.
Changbin was speechless for a moment, blinking at the cheerful face in front of him. He couldn’t decide whether he found the boy even weirder now, or if he should just focus on how unrealistically pretty he was.
"Thanks, but I don't need to go to the infirmary. The pain's already fading."
"Alright!" Hyunjin smiled, pulling the ball a little closer to his chest. "But if you get shot..."
"I'll go, don't worry."{xxx}
aka Changbin likes staying close just to smell the peach scent of an extremely spoiled little omega, but how can he complain when he’s always giving in to his whims?