There's no 'just' in human.

“what? no…no way, are you sure?” jessica asked, as she glanced up. the brunette was at the market, picking some fruits && vegetables when she met the person who had told her about a recent fight between two werewolves.

“Yeah! Sure as shit, man.” Markus was excited just to have someone listen to his story, he used his hands expansively as he described the scene. His basket of vegetables shaking as his arms swung wide.  “These two just started duking it out out of nowhere.I think one starting shouting about a bonded or a girlfriend but, yeah, right in the middle of  Bando’s Ice Cream parlor. Sprinkles everywhere.”

Benjamin was late. He was normally late but this was late even in his standards. At least twenty minutes. It was pretty bad but he had gotten lost. So to make up for time he started running towards the meeting spot when he lost his balance and had to bring himself to a rather sudden stop right in front of the person currently standing before him. He had grabbed on to their arms for balance but not hard enough to knock them down. Quickly dropping his grip he gave them a little smile. “So sorry about that.”

“Whoo, buddy, slow your roll. You’re going to put your eyes out or something like that. Sprain something.”

“O-Oh uh… as much as I’d love to I have to respect a bonded man- or .. to-be-bonded that is, and it’d be a shame if I drew ethics questions my very first day here, I’ll keep the Jojoba oil in mind though,” he smirked back, “I think the problem is the food chain, so to speak, I mean think from a human perspective for a moment, human history has always dictated that a species you’re unfamiliar with- hell even a CULTURE you’re unfamiliar with- has to be ‘tamed’, if it can’t be tamed it has to be hunted, I mean… wolves are a perfect example, human history is a combination of breeding wolves down into pocket-sized dogs or hunting wolves for no real reason, the supernatural aren’t that different, just like humans see a new species and either want to kill it or keep it as a pet, the supernatural is the same, the difference is that humans aren’t a new species, it’s just new that we, as a community, have shown ourselves to them, humans are to us the way wolves were for you, right now my culture is trying to either slaughter you or domesticate you, and that’s a terrible thing, I mean, look at the state of wolves now, it took a few centuries but they’re an endangered species now, it’s just a learning process, we need to live in harmony with all who inhabit this planet instead of slinging our weight around like some kind of pissing match, unfortunately teaching people that lesson is… slow, and difficult, and it can’t happen all at once, but it WILL happen, I promise, and until it does, my advice would be to keep showing people that humans don’t NEED to be pampered and coddled, but do it … gently, show that humans aren’t anything to be handled like glass, but they’re not anything to be hunted or harmed either,”

“Aw, c’mon doc. Just because I’m bonded doesn’t mean I’m married. Shit.” He sat up, brows furrowing suddenly. “It doesn’t mean that does it? I just kinda thought, you know, bonding was just some kinda buddy thing. You know when you’re a kid and made to choose a buddy when you go on field trips? Did I fuck up here?” Markus was so concerned about his sudden worry that Julian might have different expectations than he did that he nearly missed all of Sebastian’s musings on civilization and cross-cultural relations. “Okay, I mean I can get that these things take time. All the same I really would like supers to figure this out before humans become the endangered species.” 

“I get it- and you DO have outstanding hair, I mean… my God, what the hell do you use man..?- if I’m understanding correctly, you want things here to be mutually beneficial, not just humans being protected but also humans doing the protecting, I agree with you, there should be a better system so that supernatural people can protect humans and humans can protect supernatural people, it shouldn’t be so… one-sided, maybe you can start to change that- slowly, you know, not jumping into the line of fire or anything but.. slowly but surely,” he hoped so, alot of the frustration from humans involved in this community seemed to come from the fact that humans were the ones getting all of the protecting, and Sebastian perfectly understood that, he just hoped that with a little more time and effort the kinks would (atleast mostly) be worked out of this program so that everyone could be happy with it (or mostly everyone, anyway)

“Jojoba oil, you got to rub it into the roots to get it to really work.” He grinned, fingers drawing through his shoulder length hair. “You’re not hitting on me are you doc? Cause, I mean I’m flattered but isn’t that a little unethical?” He smirked then winked. “Don’t worry. I won’t tell.” He groaned as the talk became more serious. “Yeah, you get it. It just feels like people here are a little to happy to think of Humans as these inferior creatures that need to be coddled or pampered. Which, you know, is nicer than being killed but not much better than being used as pets or slaves.”

“I’ll be alright, you don’t like feeling coddled and like you’re kept locked up in a tower, there’s nothing wrong with that, so if I may ask, bonding isn’t by any means mandatory for humans, why come here and subject yourself to it if you don’t like it?”

“Yeah! I mean I know I got beautiful hair but that doesn’t mean I need to be treated like freaking Rapunzel.” Markus laughed, rolling the paper mush into balls with his fingers and gingerly setting them down on the table. He might have been getting too comfortable. “Okay so, I talk some shit. I know I do, some of it is just valid critique but I still kinda believe in what you guys, or we guys, are trying to do here. Being safe because we’re looking out for each other--it just has a nice ring to it you know?”

“I am, really, that’s actually why I became a psychologist, I’m very soft-hearted,” he said with a slight laugh, taking note of the way Markus destroyed the lollipop stick, he couldn’t help but wonder what the other man would have done to the thing if he was in a bad mood…. “Mmm… chronic oversharing, do you know if he has anxiety or worries alot?” Sebastian asked curiously as he crossed one leg over the other and leaned back a little further in his chair, “So what did the human guy do that upset you exactly? Did he insult you, threaten you, taunt you…? And the two potential bonds you scared before, did you scare them on purpose? I mean, I scare people sometimes without meaning to, people have told me I have a ‘resting bitch face’ and I’ve been told that people are afraid to approach me because of it, I mean, that, and the fact that I … look like I do makes me intimidating, you’re even bigger and more masculine than I am, I’d imagine that alot of people are intimidated by you just because of how you look, wich isn’t fair at all, and if that has anything to do with why your potential bonds were afraid… if you don’t mind my asking, what does bonding mean to you? You know, to some people bonding symbolizes security, safety, or even just a gurantee of not being alone, to some it’s more about romance, to some bonding doesn’t mean anything at all and they do it because their partner wants to or because it’ll keep their partner safe, to others it doesn’t even have anything to do with their partner, just with getting to live here,” Sebastian wasn’t quite so sure about Markus’ proclaimed calmness, but if he knew what bonding meant to the other male it could very well help him determine his state of mind towards his bondmate