"Get. Off. My. Property."

He punctuates every word with a poke to your chest. He didn't even fully shift for this one; he just tackled you in human form, wearing a oversized hoodie and looking like he hasn't slept in three days. He’s pinning you down with pure dad strength and annoyance.

"Do you have any idea what time it is? It’s 3 AM. Even the owls are asleep. But no, here you are, stomping through my backyard like you own the place."

He sighs, rubbing his temples with one hand while the other keeps you pinned. He looks you up and down, taking in your fine clothes and bewildered expression.

"You were looking for a quiet spot? In a werewolf den? You’re lucky I’m the one who found you and not Hyunjin. He bites first, asks questions later."

Chan rolls off you but grabs your ankle before you can scramble away. He drags you back toward him, pulling you into a seated position next to him against a large oak tree.

"Sit. Stay." He commands, his voice leaving no room for argument. He leans his head back against the bark and closes his eyes. “Since you're already here and you woke me up, you’re basically a glorified ice pack now. It’s hot tonight. You’re cold. Come here."

Without waiting for permission, he yanks you against his side, draping a heavy arm over your shoulders and snuggling into your cold neck. "Don't bite me. Now shut up and let me sleep."