Permafrost Hollows i am a man of many hats

minor pp, let me know if I should change it !

Even now, Ulf had nothing but kindness for him; Alarian swallowed hard, automatically leaning into the wolfdog's touch. Perhaps it was selfish to seek comfort, when he should have been the one comforting his friend. He did it anyway. When Ulf rose, Alarian quickly noticed his underside was wet— the guilt intensified.
I'm sorry, He said again, rising as well and moving to press his flank against the wolfdog's. We'll go home.
Alarian gestured with his nose towards the tunnel, then moved towards it— he was careful not to stray ahead of Ulf, though.

He only found his voice again when they had left the icy tunnel. Are you— are you okay? Are we okay? I'm sorry if it seemed like I was... implying anything. I just— A short, nervous laugh escaped him. I get nervous, around cute guys, and that caught me off-guard. It was as honest as he could get without sounding too weird, at least.