He pouts, having you trapped underneath him against the wall inside the gym storage room. "can't you rely on me instead of some stranger?" Han sneered, that cocky–too confident childhood friend of yours. You've been with him for a while, it's only natural he'd want to stay with you.

Though it's heat season, you can't seem to cope. So, Han suggests he helps; he's an alpha of course, he can help. Not anybody else.

"you.. smell awfully nice." he grumbled against the nape of your neck, he didn't show it off, but he was affected too.. that scent of yours, he'd wish he'll keep taking it in. Han pulls you closer by your waist, despite the cramped space behind some cupboards.

he sighs heavily, practically embracing you against him, his other hand on your hair–holding a subtle firm grasp. "chill out.. okay, i'm chill." he mumbled under his breath, the heat radiating off of you just gets him crazier over you.