Fingers intertwined with his own, steeling Zach, for a moment, from his inner turmoil. The soft smile that he found on his friends face eased the ache in his chest as a small ghost of a grin began to form on his own lips. Maybe Alois was right, though the alpha very much rather sit at home an wallow, going out didn't sound all that awful. In the back of his mind he worried about his ex finding them, catching the wrong idea and ruining any chance -- though when he realized what he was thinking he realized just how foolish that was. He didn't want someone who would do this to him because of their own assumptions. There was nothing going on between Alois and himself. Even if there was, Zach wouldn't be with someone else, he'd be with Alois. He wasn't a cheater. He gave his whole heart, nothing less, when he was with someone. Perhaps that's why this hurt so much. He had given everything and it hadn't been enough.<br/><br/>"Alright," Zach sighed, voice still slightly rough. Standing straighter, shoulders rolled to loosen the tension between them. "I'll shower first," he didn't want to go out smelling like all the vodka he drank last night. Hands slowly pulling apart, Zach leaned forward so lips could catch the softness of the omega's cheek. "Thanks Alois. I don't know what I'd do without you," he said softly before stepping away. Heading off to his bathroom, Zach started a shower, making it as hot as he could stand before jumping in. He was feeling better already, though he knew that was mostly, if not all, to do with the omega he called his best friend. Alois had really been there through a lot with him, though their friendship could be called fairly fresh. They just.....clicked. It was hard to explain but Zach liked it, he liked how easy things were with Alois. He never had to worry about screwing up or saying something stupid. It was easy.<br/><br/>Freshly showered, he was quick to dress -- ripped jeans with an old shirt and his favorite leather jacket before styling his hair. He was a poster boy for the purposefully messy look, soft brown hair wild and yet tamed. Slipping his shoes on, Zach didn't want to make Alois wait longer than he had to, so he was quick to grab his keys and wallet, figuring that he could leave his phone at home. He didn't have anyone who would be looking for him, no one of importance anymore at least.<br/><br/>"Ready to go?" he asked, flashing a small smile. He was slowly getting better. The hole was still nestled in his chest but it ached less now. It wasn't painful to breathe anymore, and as he locked their hands together, intertwining their fingers, Zach felt like everything was going to be okay.