If you don't take me to the pound, fine. But I need suppressants.

*He demanded as he crossed his arms and watched the man. He wasn't so sure he believed the elder had mates, but he could see the marks coming out from the collar of Seungho's shirt.*

Who are you?

*He wanted to know what he was getting into before he decided if he wanted to stay or if he was going to sneak off and leave when Seungho wasn't being mindful of him.*