Markus flinched at first when she hugged him, before relaxing slightly. He couldn’t help that a few tears dripped from his cheeks, thankful he was hiding his face in his arms already.
He nodded at her question. He was sure he didn’t want to eat anything. He just wanted to be a good little omega, though he really wasn’t. He didn’t feel like he was.
Agnes smiles softly and rubs his back. “There we go. Alright. You’ve got to eat sometime, okay?” She squeezes him gently before letting go. “Everything you own is right here, including your phone.”
She stands up. “You can do anything you like. Do you need me to guide you around the house, or do you think you can do it on your own?”
Markus nodded lightly. He sniffed and rubbed his eyes, carefully reaching out to feel for his things.
“Can you delete some numbers on my phone please?”, he asked, voice quiet. He needed a new phone number, he didn’t want to be called by anyone he didn’t want to know about anymore.
“I’d… I’d need to be guided, please…”.
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