#damnedfratality

he's looking at the group curiously, blue hues fixated on the head barely visible from where it's surrounded by a group of much broader males — alphas, at that. the others spoke in low tones, too faint for even his heightened senses to detect, and he thinks that they might be harassing the small boy, but he can't be too sure — he's across the room a few moments later, weaving through the wall of bodies to wrap his arm around the smaller boy's waist. " sorry, but this one belongs to me. " he states, flashing his most amiable smile ( though the sharp canines peeking through spoke volumes ). he turns to the blonde then, concern painted across his features. " are you okay? did they hurt you? " he asks, pointedly paying the other alphas no mind.