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Jihun stared forth, a bit slack-jawed as he observed the other. Lazy eyes traced over all his features, taking him in-- before a soft scoff escaped him. He leaned closer, chin guiding him, and squinted. Hard.

“ So, you’re the infamous ‘Google’ in real life ?” he asked, gaze flitting across him as if trying to investigate the guy. Finally, he let out a chuckle, leaning back and relaxing. 

(( I hope you feel better! ))

Jihun responds with a grunt, merely pushing him closer to Alpha’s side. Like anyone else, he expects him to kind of GET the point here, but... Well, obviously, he’s not. After a moment of pushing and prodding, he sighs heavily, before taking it upon himself to grab Alpha’s arm and sling it over his own shoulders.

“ Yeah, medical attention ,” he murmurs, nuzzling closer without it being in the way. “ I need some good, old-fashioned cuddlin’ to keep me from losing my mind. Now shut up and hold me .”

For a beat, he remained quiet, pleased to just squish himself to Alpha and call it a day. However, his mind was skipping around. Heaving a sigh, he dropped his arm around the other’s torso, weakly, and muttered into the side of his STUPID DragonBall-Z era uniform.

Proud as punch, he sends Alpha an adoring look. Truth be told, he’s kind of surprised he was CAUGHT, but it’s far from bad. He is delightfully surprised. Kicking his feet, much like a child, Jihun tilted his head to rest it upon Alpha’s shoulder. Demanding affection and attention in a goofy, masked manner, instead of OUTRIGHT requesting it.

Utterly satisfied with himself, Jihun flashes Alpha a wide, CHEESY grin, before beginning to pump his legs back and forth. He is completely at home, pestering Alpha with his presence and taking up his space. 

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