“Serik, I’m in a hurry,” Ilya informs, his posture tense.Serik scans his face. “Are you okay? You discharged yourself from the hospital without proper bed rest. You really have no regard for your life, do you?” “I’m fine, it's just standard bruises. I've had worse.” Ilya says again, a sudden urgency in his voice. He seriously doesn't have time for a conversation, but Serik refuses to see the hint and keeps blocking his path. Serik suddenly swallows hard, his eyes scanning Ilya’s face with a strange, heavy longing look that makes him instantly uncomfortable, and his brows furrow.“Ilya, can I ask you something?” Serik blurts out, his voice dropping slightly, almost like a whisper, while a look of nervousness crosses his face. “And please, just be honest with me.”“Can it wait?” The beta shakes his head. “No, it can't wait. I don't think I'll ever muster the courage of asking you again. I have to do this now, Ilya. Please let me." Ilya frowns but nods, giving the beta all the attent
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