time flies when you're crying

Feeling relief spread throughout him as Sverre enveloped him, Kuroo didn't budge. Even as Sverre lowered his muzzle to whisper into his ear, he only wished to sink more into the man's chest. Warmth filled him in their embrace as he inhaled deeply. Somehow, the masculine scent calmed his nerves and stopped the spread of his upset feelings. Relishing in how soft Sverre's fur was to distract him from the tragedy that poked at the back of his mind, he listened with one ear perked at the man's question. "My brother has informed our pack," he mumbled into Sverre's chest as felt the slight pressure of Sverre's chin upon the top of his head. "I am glad you are okay," Kuroo whispered as he rubbed his cheek lightly against Sverre in a comforting nuzzle.

"Speech"