Kylian didn't show any sign of resistance, nor did he struggle to break free from Zenith's embrace, but keeping his hands down without reciprocating him, was his own little way of showing dissatisfaction towards Zenith's answers.
However, resting his head on his broad warm shoulder, Kylian couldn't stop his tears from streaming down, but Zenith's strong pheromones were miraculously calming the extreme anxiety that had piled up inside him all this time.
Being wrapped by Zenith with such sincere devotion, Kylian felt as if he was the lost last cube of the puzzle, that had found its right place, and that was Zenith's embrace.
Sensing his tears dripping down on his shoulder drop by drop, Zenith patted his back tenderly to comfort Kylian. Just from the whiff of his strong omega pheromones, Zenith could sense the uneasiness and anxiety Kylian must have endured all this time with his absence.
