Breakfast was... awkward. At least for Zephyr. Well, he didn't know about the omega, but An was wearing his straight face. As usual.

Heh! Of course! That little sassy omega would never show him any expressions unless he was intoxicated.

Oh, how he would love to once again see the look that little omega had in his face last night. It was certainly refreshing. And it turned him on.

If he could get the younger guy writhing under him again, he would-

"ZEPHYR BLAKESLEY!"

The young alpha's daydream abruptly cut off by the hoarse voice of his grandfather, demanding him to pay attention to whatever the elderly had said just now. It was clear to EVERYONE that the younger alpha was not paying attention, looking at his stupid grin and a teensy weensy bit of drool threatening to fall from his mouth.

"YES, GRANDFATHER!" The voice shocked him so much that he jolted from his seat and automatically turned polite and formal.

An who was sitting to his right was scoffing internally, maybe having a minimal secondhand embarrassment while looking at his husband-on-paper's embarrassing scene.

"I was telling you to take a break from work for a few days. Hand over your work to Jason, let him handle the office for a while."

Zephyr's eyebrows raised questionably. "Why?"

Granddad exhaled a deep breath and shook his head helplessly. "Why? Didn't An tell you that he was going to visit his grandmother back in the countryside?"

It was An's turn to look at Master Blakesley's face in confusion. Zephyr clapped his hands once, and pretended that he had just remember that and laughed awkwardly. He turned his head towards An, raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes before looking back at his Granddad.

"Oh yeah! It slipped my mind!" He still didn't know why he had to take days off, though. "Soooo... I'll just take a few days off, aaaand...."

"I can go all by myself," An interrupted him.

Zephyr quickly looked at the omega before sudden realization hit him. Ohhh! That's what he meant!

"No can do, sweetheart. You are Zephyr's responsibility now. You're his wife. And as a husband, it was Zephyr's job to take care of you and spoiled you rotten! Just take him, use him as you please. Make him your slave, for all I care. This stinky little boy needs to learn how to be a good husband for his wife!" Granddad side-eyed his grandson and shook his head.

Zephyr was a little embarrassed when he was treated as a little boy by his Granddad. Seriously! He's twenty-six, for God's sake! Certainly not little!

An was put in a tight spot. If he could, he wouldn't want Zephyr to intrude in his life more than he was. He was so sure that this marriage wouldn't last forever, so some things he preferred to be left out. For example, his past.

"I don't think he was comfortable with me tagging along, Granddad..." mumbled Zephyr quietly.

Granddad heard him still, but he pretended not to listen. His attention was on An all this time, watching the little grandson-in-law's reactions intently.

"...it's fine, I guess," An breathed out the words quietly. He just hoped that he could kick Zephyr away before they reach the town.

"Good. Zephyr." Granddad shifted his attention towards the younger alpha who responded with a less enthusiastic "yes". "Make sure you take a good care of my precious grandson and be a good company."

Zephyr half pouted. "I thought I am your precious grandson."

"Hmph! You're my grandson, An's my precious grandson. Know the difference."

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The buzzing sound of the air conditioner filled the air surrounding the master bedroom. An slowly closed his eyes and tried to ignore the heat he was feeling all over his body. He felt so lethargic and slightly irritable at everything. The omega knew what this meant, though it wasn't supposed to happen at this time of the month. He had taken his suppressants a few minutes ago, and now, he was waiting for the symptoms to go away.

His estrus was usually mild, with not much affect to his body. Sure, he felt a small itch here and there, but it never overwhelmed him; although that would always result in irritability at every little things around him. Not that he was a stranger to anger. Heck, he felt angry ALL the time. He just very good at controlling it. Usually.

He didn't even know when he started to collect all the pillows available in this room and stuffed it into the closet. As much as this fact irritated him, he particularly loved this one pillow, that belonged to that certain stupid alpha. An rubbed the bite mark that was still remained on his scent gland.

"Stupid alpha," the omega mumbled while bringing the pillow closed to his heart before he entered the closet and closed the door tight. Thankfully, the closet had slits that allowed air to flow in between them. So, he wouldn't be found dead the next time Zephyr opened the closet.

Zephyr couldn't find his omega anywhere. Right when he started to feel withdrawal symptoms from not being able to hold An close. He tried to restrain himself, but gave up soon after because he knew he wasn't very good at doing so.

So, here he was, looking for that smaller guy, except he couldn't find him at all! Not even An's shadow!

"I was never good at seeking," Zephyr grumbled.

It was then that he noticed a sweet smell of cotton candy, and it was teasing his nostril to come and follow its trail. Without wasting any more time, Zephyr who was in the edge of turning crazy, ran towards his room. As soon as he opened the heavy wooden door, he was attacked by a wave of his current favourite scent. It went whoosh at him, and whoosh he went, straight to the source of his insanity. He cautiously opened the closet door, and there he was. His adorable little omega, who was looking as docile as a sleeping cute little tiger cub, surrounded by many pillows and the alpha's clothes. Zephyr's heart clenched and jumped out of his chest at the cute-as-hell scene that was happening right in front of his eyes. He had to contain the little shriek he nearly let escape, afraid of what the omega would do if he accidentally awakened the sleeping cub.

He admitted that An was a little- NO. A lot more than "a little" scary.

Nevertheless, what made him automatically turned on his body's vibration mode was the fact that his omega was currently nesting! With HIS clothes, and towels, and pillows! How adorable!

At least, this- HIS omega didn't make him sick.

Oh, how badly did he wanted to join the omega inside the nest. Maybe gave him some cuddles, of little kisses... or more...

But,

Zephyr looked around the closet.

He wouldn't fit.

DARN IT!

Why must he build his nest in a very cramped place, of all the spaces he had in this room?!

Why not on the bed?!

If he could, Zephyr would move the nest on his bed right now, but he could faintly remember from his lessons in middle school that no one should ever touch an omega's nest without the omega's permission.

What a shame.

An stirred in his sleep while grunting. The movements shocked Zephyr, and before he could even move away, his silver eyes met a pair of droopy amber eyes.