The clicking of polished shoes echoed across the marble floor as Junghoon entered the quiet house.
"Is there anything I should get you, sir?" his housekeeper called after him.
Junghoon paused, glancing at the sleepy omega in his arms. "Rice and chicken broth."
She nodded. "Is that all, sir?"
"Stock the freezer with every ice cream flavor you can find," he ordered, climbing the stairs.
Junghoon stepped into his room. "You need a bath," he murmured, approaching the bed.
When the alpha tried to put Jihoon down, he refused to let go.
"Sweet?"
The omega sniffed, winding his arms around Junghoon's neck. "Please... don't leave me..."
Junghoon's eyes softened. "I'm not leaving, Sweet," he explained gently. "I'm just going to run you a bath."
Jihoon shook his head, tearing up. "Don't leave. I'm... scared."
The alpha sighed. "Alright then."
With the omega still in his arms, Junghoon walked to the bathroom and filled the tub.
