Seoha's POV
No turns into a reluctant yes and three hours later, Minjae and I are snuggled up together on the couch of a private jet.
A private jet!
I have never boarded a plane before, but here I am in a private jet with my mate's name on it.
Said mate is sitting across us.
My alpha has been glaring at Minjae and me with Sooin on his lap. Our pup has an upset stomach, and she insists on staying in her dad's arms.
The sight of them together is so cute.
Taesan is consistently patting her tummy, he occasionally murmurs comforting words to her, and at the same time, he's glaring at us.
"You can take a picture of us, they last longer" Minjae snickers and I slap my hand over his mouth to make him stop.
"Don't provoke him" I say and he licks my palm.
"Minjae!"
"Let me be, I have freedom of speech in this country" he says sassily, earning an audible sigh from Taesan.
