Jian Yu smacked Zeke's shoulder and huffed playfully. "You are the one needing a shoulder to cry on, with your Alpha pride bruised."
Zeke brightened up. "Are you going to offer me your shoulder too?"
"If yes, I wouldn't mind losing then," He continued, smiling. Jian Yu's cheek flushed red and he turned away. Avoiding making eye contact with Zeke's.
"Sir Roderick, that's inappropriate--"
"So, where are we going?" Zeke cut him off.
"We?"
"Yes, you and me, me and you. We."
When Zeke saw Jian Yu sitting on that bench, he immediately brightened up. Bounding over to greet him, he never expected his friends to follow him.
When he was asked who Jian Yu was, God just had to bless him with such a friend. Dearest Mika just had to say that.
What the hell was he thinking?
