[Whoops. Natsume frowns, already shaking his head at the sharp, distressing scent of fear, reaching out and tugging Junpei forward, hands on his hips.]

It's okay, I'm okay. It's all right. [He pulls the omega closer, into his lap, not even thinking about it, just wanting to calm that panic, with his closeness and his scent.] It's okay. I got in a fight at school and got expelled, and my guardians were angry. That's all.

[He leans up, nuzzling at the side of Junpei's neck, arms going around him.] Everything's okay. It doesn't even hurt.