“Markus.”, Markus replied quietly. He was tense, sitting with another alpha. He knew he was safe here, he was in a cafe, and his bonding marks were obvious, and he smelled like his alpha -but he was still scared. He was just far too used to being scared of alphas by now.
He pondered over asking Bing for his name, before deciding against it. He just kept on quietly eating his cake.
Bing tilted his head at Markus, noticing his scent slightly changing.
“Would you like me to leave,” he asks softly, low enough that only he and Markus could hear him. He didn’t want the small omega to be scared around him, so if he had to, he would heave him alone.
“Ah- n- It’s- it’s fine, really.”, Markus wasn’t sure what to answer. He did want Bing to leave, but he didn’t want to tell him that.
His phone buzzed, before a ringtone chimed. Markus scrambled to pick it up.
“Yes?”, he asked, voice small. He listened quietly, shrinking into himself a little.
“Mhhm… yes.. of course I’ll- I’ll come right home. Sorry…”, a few moments later and he put his phone in his pocket, grabbing for his cane. He had already paid, for if he had to leave suddenly.
“Sorry, uhm- I- I need to go home. Sorry.”, he apologized to Bing, before he hurried off.
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