Naseer had approached his Alpha by the riverbank as the evening started creeping upon them not expecting a single word from him, fully prepared to return to the cabin all by himself to silently doctor Kai's wounds before letting sleep take him. They have all been too lost in their own grief to do much else for weeks. Ill omens for the already devastating winter. But instead, Corrigan turns to him like the first flower of spring turns toward the sun, slow and tentative, still brittle from the howling cold, but braving the terror of living despite it all.
His lungs seize for a moment, a shuddering gasp as Corrigan's arm wraps around him, as his breath warms his skin. He softly apologizes, and it's all Naseer can do to not fully break down in his arms. It's been so lonely. Losing Kurt, losing the baby, losing Corrigan, the constant fear of losing everyone to reckless grief...
The Beta has barely held it together, persevering solely because he knows the pack needs him to. It's only with his Alpha's permission that he lets himself crumble.
"Y-Yes, they will. Both of them w-will need us," he somehow manages, squeezing his eyes to stem the flood of tears, the relief and grief and agony washing over him too much to bear. His hands tremble when they reach for Corrigan and pull him close, holding on for dear life. It might be too much too fast—he's been so averse to touch for so long—but Naseer just needs him too much. He needs the comfort of his love, his king, his soulmate. Just this once.
"Cor," he whimpers, sounding so much like the frightened young pup he'd been a lifetime ago. Unmoored and unsure how to even be a wolf, let alone a partner, a pack Beta, terrified of what that fear meant. "I c-can't do this alone anymore."
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Date: 2023-12-31 01:35 am (UTC)His lungs seize for a moment, a shuddering gasp as Corrigan's arm wraps around him, as his breath warms his skin. He softly apologizes, and it's all Naseer can do to not fully break down in his arms. It's been so lonely. Losing Kurt, losing the baby, losing Corrigan, the constant fear of losing everyone to reckless grief...
The Beta has barely held it together, persevering solely because he knows the pack needs him to. It's only with his Alpha's permission that he lets himself crumble.
"Y-Yes, they will. Both of them w-will need us," he somehow manages, squeezing his eyes to stem the flood of tears, the relief and grief and agony washing over him too much to bear. His hands tremble when they reach for Corrigan and pull him close, holding on for dear life. It might be too much too fast—he's been so averse to touch for so long—but Naseer just needs him too much. He needs the comfort of his love, his king, his soulmate. Just this once.
"Cor," he whimpers, sounding so much like the frightened young pup he'd been a lifetime ago. Unmoored and unsure how to even be a wolf, let alone a partner, a pack Beta, terrified of what that fear meant. "I c-can't do this alone anymore."