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Isack is sitting alone with his drink, kinda liking the melancholy of the October night.
”I don’t want you bothering Liam.” A British voice is speaking behind him. Arvid doesn’t ask, just pulls out a chair at the table, and sits down.
”Liam and I are friends.” They haven’t been spending that much one on one time lately, but Isack hopes the fact still stands. It had been Isack making it weird, he knows that, and regrets it every day.
He shouldn’t have done what he had done. Isack knows his family has expectations and even though Liam is beautiful and brilliant, and amazing, he is not who his parents want to meet one day, when Isack is bringing a serious partner home. Isack shouldn’t have been letting feelings mess with their friendship, or bothering Liam with the whole thing. Liam deserves so much more than Isack can give.
”Nothing wrong with that. Liam should have friends and his own people. But you have to stop with those lovesick looks and imagining what could have been. You were leading him on for months. Letting him think that maybe was a yes, and you were about to do better on any moment. You left quite a mess behind." Arvid leans back in his chair, crossing his strong arms on his chest.
”Now he is finally a bit more comfortable in his own skin.”
That’s what had caught Isack's attention. Liam smelling like fall wind, and apples, and something else. Content. Satisfied. As vulgar as it is for Isack to have those ideas he smelled like an omega who had had his pussy thoroughly licked and fucked, and loved every second of that. He had been a little bit more open with his omega side, allowing Kimi to cuddle him in the pack nest. The younger omega's joy was honest, "Omega cuddles can heal everything", he had told, all serious, and pulled Liam down.
They both let their eyes find Liam’s figure on the yard of George’s family villa. He is sitting on the garden sofas with Kimi, Gabriel, and Ollie, listening to Kimi who is in the middle of a story. Liam laughs, all white teeth and tanned skin. A healthy, young omega having a good time with his close friends.
He is gorgeous. He can never be Isack’s.
”Try to grow up a little. Liam still loves you as a friend.”
Arvid stands up, pushing his chair back in. ”And you know what, Isack?”
”What?” he croaks, taking a long sip from his glass.
”I took him to meet my family last week, and they welcomed him with open arms.”
Arvid heads to others, Isack watching Liam’s eyes lighting up at the sight of his alpha. The Brit sits down, kissing his temple.