Who: Marc and Cath What: Comfort and angsty beta Where: Marc's place. When: Now. Warnings: TBD
Normally, Cath was more then happy go lucky. He loved talking to people in general, meeting new ones, and this place? He was the most talkative he'd been even when they'd been at home. If anything, for the last month or so, he'd been enjoying himself. Chattering away to his pub mates, to his new angelic friend. Despite this,with the moon only a few days away the younger beta was slowly feeling the tug of it.
Frowning, he folded his arms around himself as he shifted from foot to foot until the older alpha opened the door,before throwing himself at the older wolf. Shifting, he pressed his face against the other's chest, Marc's scent, his presence, calming the streak of panic welling up in him. "Wan' ta go 'ome."He muttered into the other's chest. At least there the moon nights would be familiar. Safe. And nobody would care if he was skittish during them or not. Biting his lip,he wound the hem of the other's shirt between his fingers,letting his eyes close as he stayed pressed against his alpha.