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Breakfast was slightly awkward. Yuta and Mark were clearly very annoyed still, casting not-so-subtle glares towards Johnny. Johnny was still sick, but after some medicine, and food, he was feeling a little better. Rapid healing did come in handy.

The other wolves weren't going to let Johnny or Somin's mates off without a little teasing, though.

"What does she wear to bed?" Ten asked Johnny with a grin. "Did you get to cuddle with her?"

"Did she hug you back?" Winwin wanted to know.

"Does she snore?" That was Doyoung.

Johnny rolled his eyes, but he as grinning. "Shorts and a shirt to bed--no cute lingerie. We might have to fix that. Hmm...we cuddled. She doesn't move a lot in her sleep, but she was my little spoon. No snoring that I heard."

Yuta slammed his hand down on the table hard enough it was a wonder the chopsticks in his hands didn't go through the table. "Don't encourage them." Then he turned to Somin. "I'm putting a lock on your door."

Somin learned to ignore them, simply shrugging while she continued eating.

"She's an adult. She's your mate but not your girlfriend, let her handle it," Taeyong said in a way that made it clear he was already annoyed with his pack. Yuta gave Taeyong a glare, then picked his chopsticks back up to resume eating as well.

"You're a fresh cut of raw meat dangling on a hook in a cave of werewolves," Taeil mused as he stood to put his dishes in the sink. "In a near literal way. While it's entirely possible these idiots could be mature about pursuing you, odds are not in your favor."

"I don't like raw meat," Doyoung brought up.

"Which is why you're falling behind." Taeil cocked a brow, then walked towards the door. "I'm heading to school early. If anyone else wants to as well, be ready in ten minutes."

"He's encouraging them too," Yuta moaned in despair. Mark even looked a little annoyed, his nose scrunched up as he poked at his food.

"I'm a big girl. If I could handle being around my father's pack, Johnny's not hard to deal with. Jaehyun's been teaching me how to fight too, so maybe I can have him in a chokehold soon."

"--ow!" Johnny glared at Mark as he rubbed the back of his head. "I'm older than you, brat."

"I'll be the one having him in a chokehold soon," Yuta grumbled. He grabbed his dishes, as well as Somin's, and put them away. He returned to where his mate sat at the table, his arms wrapping around her shoulders as he kissed the top of her head. "Sorry. I can't help but get pissed."

One glance at Mark and Somin nodded, gently touching his arm before casually slipping out of his grip and going to get dressed for school.

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At school, Somin felt incredibly awkward. It was time for gy