Arren stared at the worried alpha, his heart warming up and a soft chuckle escaping his lips. His voice was painfully hoarse at this point, due to both his fever and all of his crying earlier.
The alpha arched his brows, possibly perplexed as to why Arren, who had just cried, was now laughing. Arren laughed even more because of his reaction, he started coughing.
The alpha's expression changed again, and he furrowed his brows and leaned over, "Are you okay? Why are you even laughing?" his tone was concerned and softly scolding.
"Gah, you're really cute sometimes, of course, I'm fine," Arren smiled, his sweet smile this time. "And don't worry, I'm perfectly fine with meeting him." To prove his point, he gripped the alpha's hand a little too tightly.
His emotions settled and his breathing became more even; although his head aching still, it was more bearable now. Arren liked the feeling of someone caring and worrying about him, of having someone on whom he could rely.
