he scrolls and scrolls and frowns when he finds nothing.

huh. what was he looking for exactly? oh right. he was just passing the time.

lz sighs and turns his engine on. time to get home. it’s been 9hrs already and he wants his pack.

at the back of his head, he knows he forgets something.

wwx: don’t worry doc. i already have plans for that.

his doctor just laughs before standing up.

👨‍⚕️: well, you still have 24hrs in this room and you have a pack that’s been anxious for your well being right on the hall. want me to let them in?

wwx laughs, giddy.

wwx: yes! please do!

wn: ge… are you okay?

wwx is nearly vibrating where he stands. why can’t wn just leave?

the omega winces as if wwx said it out loud.

wwx: ofc! why won’t i be?

wn: um…

he can see wn shaking like a leaf.

wn: just… idk how… i’m not a threat nor jiejie is! but… you appear… you feel… like an omega.

except… except it throws him into a panic.

wwx was barely aware of making the nest.

all he can remember was being in a trance — answering a deep need to make sure his pup is comfortable and surrounded by his favorite scents.

how?

instinct?

no. that’s an instinct he should not have as an alpha.