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Minseok groaned as the endless movement stirred him awake.

-“Stop moving” - Minseok moaned as he sent a small kick towards the white lump beside him.

The shuffling and turning didn’t stop.

He slapped the moving lump beside him in annoyance for waking him up. A small whine emitted from the white lump beside before tossing and turning around in bed yet again. Taking a small glance at the alarm clock on the bedside table, he saw the numbers “8:04” glaring in bright red. With another groan of annoyance he stood up, not before sending a small glare to the now still lump hidden underneath the covers.

-“Bastard” - he muttered underneath his breath as he padded through the cold wooden flooring, a slight chill running up his spine.

Minseok groggily made his way to the kitchen, lids still heavy with fatigue.

Soon the kitchen was filled with the sounds of sizzling and the smell of bacon and eggs wafting through the air.

As Minseok placed the plate of bacon and eggs on the table, he hollered for Jongdae to get his lazy out of bed. Said man later sleepily made his way into the kitchen. Feeling a little sympathetic, Minseok guided his sleepy lover onto his chair. Minseok secretly smiled at the cute sight in front of him, Jongdae’s bobbing forwards and back, his eyes slightly puffed from fatigue and his hair in a dishevelled state.

As he glided over to his seat, he picked up a dreadfully familiar rustic smell. His eye twitched in annoyance as to what he thinks it might be. He sniffed the air again just to make sure.

“Jongdae, arms” he ordered briskly

This caused the younger man to snap out of his sleepy reverie as his eyes snapped open, his gaze downcast and his arms now behind his back.

And with that, Minseok’s suspicions are confirmed.

-“Arms up!” - Minseok barked, his eyes turning to little slits as he glared at his younger lover.

Jongdae reluctantly placed his arms on the table. Minseok warily eyed Jongdae’s choice of clothes. Jongdae was wearing black long sleeves on top of his usual pyjama pants.

With a deep sigh, he pulled back the sleeves of Jongdae’s top. Minseok winced at the state of Jongdae’s arms. On his left arm was a long gash with dried up blood around the edges and bits of dirt that were still stuck and on his right arm were little scratches that littered his skin.

Minseok felt anger rise up in him. He could feel his eyes glow red as he let out a small growl.

Jongdae whimpered, lowering his head further.

-“Seriously... Kim Jongdae! I thought we talked about this before! Be more careful when going out on hunts! What the hell happened this time...? Y-you know what, I don’t want to even know!”

Minseok pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance but seeing the stupid little pout on the younger man’s lips immediately soothed his anger.

-“Aigoo~ what are we going to do with you?” - Minseok muttered under his breath as he stood up to grab the first aid kit by the medicine cabinet.

Jongdae let out another pitiful whimper not casting his eyes upwards once.

Minseok grabbed a chair and sat down in front of Jongdae. He carefully grabbed his left arm and inspected the wound. He couldn’t help but wince yet again at how horrid the gash looked.

-“Why is it that each time I let you out on a hunt, you come home battered and bruised? Maybe I should go with you every time from now on. If only I didn’t have any bloody work last night…” - Minseok continued to mutter as he cleaned and tended to Jongdae’s wounds.

-“Mianhae, Minnie. I’ll try to be more careful next time” - Jongdae said, causing Minseok to stop his ranting.

Jongdae had finally lifted his head and stared at the dark brown orbs into Minseok’s eyes. A small little pout nestled on his pink lips.

Minseok could feel his defences slowly quavering.

-“Oh you stop that act of yours Kim Jongdae! Your sad puppy look isn’t going to get you anywhere! Maybe if you had been more careful this wouldn’t be happening! I swear-“

The sudden hug caused Minseok to shut up.

Jongdae had his head buried into Minseok’s neck sending shivers down his spine as Jongdae muttered

-“I’m sorry Minseokie hyung, I really am”.

The corners of Minseok’s mouth turned upwards as he wrapped his arms around his lover slightly.

-“Fine, fine” - Minseok sighed in defeat. - “Now let me finish treating your arms”

Minseok set to work cleaning away all of his wounds. As he finished cleaning Jongdae up, he continued to stare at the ugly gaping wound of his left arm which was now a harsh shade of red.

-“Jongdae, I have to personally fix up this wound. It’s been open way to long. Just stay still okay?”

And with a pat to his arm, Minseok brought Jongdae’s arm to his lips and a long stripe across his wound. Minseok couldn’t help but grimace at the rusty taste of Jongdae’s blood, scrunching his nose in mild disgust. He continued to do small little kitten as the skin began to fix itself. He gave a last swipe with his tongue as the skin is now left with a faint scar with the skin around it red. It’s not entirely good as new but still better than the state that it was a good few minutes ago.

Minseok let go of Jongdae’s arm and began to pack away the first aid kit.

-“Okay, now that that’s over and done with let’s now have breakfast before it turns ice cold”

Jongdae simply smiled at his lover before gobbling down his breakfast in one go. Minseok couldn’t help but chuckle at how cute Jongdae was.

Soon the table was cleared and the dishes were done. Minseok dried his hands and let out a scoff as he saw Jongdae lazily lying on the couch watching morning cartoons.

-“Yah!” - He cried out

-“Minnie-yah~ I can’t hear the TV” - Jongdae whined. Minseok felt his left eye twitch in annoyance.

-“That’s hyung to you, you little brat!” - Minseok growled as he launched himself towards Jongdae, ready to strangle the younger one any minute.

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Joonmyeon was surprised to see a smiling Minseok standing outside his door at seven in the evening, especially due to the fact that Jongdae was not in tow.

-“Oh, hyung! What are you doing here? There’s no meeting tonight or anything” - Joonmyeon said. Minseok simply pushed past Joonmyeon and went into the apartment.

He strolled into the living room where Jongin and Sehun were sitting in front of the large plasma screen playing some video games. As Minseok turned to wave at the maknaes, he noticed Jongin freeze slightly before he awkwardly waved and Sehun following in pursuit.

Interesting

-“Funny thing was, Jongdae came home this morning to the biggest gash I have ever seen. Not only that but he had other cuts all over his arms and tiny bruises starting to form on his legs as well you know?” - Minseok laughed icily, glaring at Jongin’s back, who now sat straighter and as still as a rock.

Joonmyeon felt a tiny shiver down his spine.

-“Now, Joonie. I know you’re new to being the alpha of the pack but I thought it was blatantly clear that as the head of the group you are to make sure that the entire pack is safe and scratch free from hunts” - Minseok growled, his Alpha tone now in use.

If Joonmyeon were in his wolf form now, his ears would be pressed against his head and his head hung low. Despite the fact that Minseok had passed the title of Alpha wolf to Joonmyeon, the older man still let out his inner alpha in situations especially in situations like this, situations that involved Jongdae.

There was dead silence within the room.

Minseok continued to glare at Jongin’s back.

Jongin slowly turned around to meet Minseok’s eyes before letting out a small whimper.

-“Jongin... you tell Minseok what happened. You are, after all, responsible for last night’s events” - Joonmyeon said with his arms crossed across his chest.

-“W-well... You see, me and Sehun kind of got separated from the pack. I just wanted to look around a bit more to see if there were any more stags... then I came across someone from a different pack. Since he knew that we both were younger he kept making fun of us kept calling us cubs, so I swiped at him and Sehun joined then we got into a fight…and Jongdae hyung found us and tried to pry the other wolf….and might or might not have been dragged into the fight?” - Jongin finished off with a squeak.

-“YOU WHAT?” - Both Joonmyeon and Minseok screamed incredulously.

-“You told me that the other wolf started it!” - Joonmyeon cried, glaring at the younger wolves.

Both lowered their head in shame.

-“WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT?” - Minseok shouted.

“What the hell would you two have done, if Jongdae didn’t save your sorry asses or if other member’s from his pack came!” - Minseok buried his face in his hands.

-“I’m sorry you did what now?”

-“What was that again?”

2 eerily familiar voices called out. Sehun and Jongin both flinched before turning to see their mates Luhan and Kyungsoo standing behind them with scarily calm expressions on their faces.

Minseok simply stayed put by the couch as both Luhan and Kyungsoo dragged their lovers by their ear and dragged them up the stairs. He smiled in satisfaction at the sounds of Sehun’s and Jongin’s whimpers and “I’m sorry’s”.

-“Minseok hyung is so scary when it comes to Jongdae sometimes that it creeps the hell out of me” - Yixing, who emerged from the kitchen, whispered into Joonmyeon’s ear. Joonmyeon only nodded in response.

-“Cubs...” – Joonmyun sighed.

-“Hey, at least Tao was not involved, right?” – whispered Yixing, massaging the tension away from Joonmyeon’s shoulders. Said man shuddered.

-“If Tao were to be involved... Heads would roll. I swear to God, Kris is more protective of Tao than Minseok from Jongdae.”

-“And that’s saying a lot” – Yixing chuckled.

-“Yeah... we better go prepare for tonight’s hunt, Xing”

Yixing showed his dimple with a smile and gave Joonmyeon a on his cheek and nuzzling his neck, showing him his affection.

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Minseok shut the door loudly, making Jongdae slightly jump and cower on his spot on the couch.

Hearing the light steps towards him, Jongdae shuddered, he knew Minseok was mad at him; so, when the steps became closer, he dared to look at Minseok’s direction. He couldn’t help himself and blurted out:

-“I’m sorry Minseokie hyung, I know you don’t like me going hunting without you but it’s just that Sehun and Jongin were in trouble and I didn’t want them to get hurt because you know how those cubs are and I knew I didn’t have much time to let the rest of the pack know so I had to help them...” – Jongdae’s eyes watered – “Please don’t be mad at me hyung, I couldn’t take it”

Minseok remained stone faced while Jongdae hiccupped on his spot on the couch, feeling smaller under Minseok’s glare, if he were in his wolf form he was sure his head would be lowered and his body completely on the ground as a sign of submission.

After what seemed like a long time, Minseok sighed and took Jongdae’s hand, making him get up from his spot on the couch.

-“I’m not mad at you...” – Minseok whispered, cleaning a stray tear from Jongdae’s face with his thumb.

-“You’re not?” – Jongdae asked, dumbfounded.

Minseok shook his face.

-“I was just so scared...”

-“Scared...? But why, hyung?”

-“When I found out that you got those wounds because you got into a fight, I started thinking of the what ifs, you know?” – Minseok took Jongdae’s hand in his and made slow circles on his palm with his thumb. – “What if, a member of the other wolf’s pack got there? What if the fight escalated? What if the wounds have been worst? What if you couldn’t come back home...?” – Minseok’s voice cracked.

-“Hyung please don’t cry...” – Jongdae whispered and cradled Minseok’s face on his hands, his own eyes watery.

-“I just... I wouldn’t know what to do without you...” – Minseok sniffled.

Jongdae didn’t know what to say so he decided to just show Minseok he was there with him, he was ok, and he wasn’t going anywhere.

Jongdae hugged Minseok tightly, nuzzling his face on the crook of Minseok’s neck and whining lowly on his throat.

-“I won’t ever leave you, Minseokie hyung... I love you too much to do that” – Jongdae whispered and kept nuzzling Minseok’s neck and lightly his face as a sign of affection.

-“I love you too, Jongdae” – Minseok whispered calmly, encasing Jongdae’s warmth between his arms. - “I love you too...”