Blane scans his bed full of blankets and clothing as they stand about him before lying on the couch. One of his favorite sweatshirts is partially hidden behind the blanket from the living room and one of Knight's exercise shirts, and Knight can see the pink fluffy jumper he wore two days ago.
“Are you okay, sweetheart? Do you need anything?” Vernon asks when he sees Blane lying down on the couch. His heat was still on although he had already taken his suppressants.
The omega nodded his head, still closing his eyes.
“I’m only downstairs so call me if you need anything, alright?”
Again, Blane nodded his head.
“Okay,” Vernon sighed and walked directly to the door. Opening it and exiting the room, closing the door behind him. He knows that he isn’t supposed to get worried since he kn
