A loud knock sounded out as I typed vigorously on my computer, editing an old story. I tugged the strings on my hoodie to fight the new evening cold. ( www.polyvore.com/home_alone/set?id=192250436 )"Hang on, I'll be right there!"
Sipping my ginger tea as I rose, I saved my work, stepped into my Pikachu slippers, and sprinted to the door.
"Hi. H-" I stopped my sentence as I realized who it was.
Lance had his hands behind his back and a pleading look on his face. He had the same clothes on as the last time I saw him, but a silver dog tag hung around his neck. Irritated, I leaned on the door frame, exhaling as I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"Look, man, I already told you I'm not gonna do this for you. I frankly find it cool that you're a magical being, but you need to find another mate." "No, it's not that."
He rubbed the back of his neck again. "Last night, while I was out hunting, some guys from another pack came and wrecked my place. I know I haven't seen you for a couple weeks, but would there be any chance I could stay here?"
"Once again, why me?" "Well you're pretty much the only person in the town that knows about my...state."
"Mm.....fine. The Lord wants to incite forgiveness and mercy, so I cannot deny your request."
He immediately grinned and jumped to hug me. "Thank you so much, Brielle! I don't know how I could ever repay you!" I patted his head. "Don't worry about it. Come on."
Grabbing his wrist, I dragged him inside and sat him on the small couch. "Do you want anything? Meat, I suppose?" "That'd be great. I didn't catch a lot of prey last night due to the break in, so I'm starving."
"Okay. I'll make you some bacon and sausage. It's pretty much all the meat I have." "That sounds amazing!!" I could already see the drool spooling out of his mouth. Nodding, I spun on my toes towards the kitchen.
Honestly, I never understood why people spun on their heels. It was always so challenging for me.
The two packages were already half-gone, as I would usually prepare them for a small breakfast when desired. Footsteps came closer to me, and I saw him hop on the counter next to me out of the corner of my eye. His eyes were on me at all times as he watched prepare the food.
"Do you enjoy cooking?" He placed his head in the cusp of his palms as he asked. "No, I only do it when necessary. I'm not really good at following directions, anyway. Written or verbal." "I know that feeling. People always telling you how to live your life. It sucks." "Yea! I mean, just because we know your way doesn't mean we have to do it like that. We can create our own ways based off of our morals, and if we make mistakes, we deal with them. It's a natural part of life."
"Wow. You really are smart. I–oh my god yess!!" He blushed and drooled at the small sizzling sound of the bacon and sausage together as the delicious fumes picked up in his nose. He smelt it cooking, despite it being mostly raw. "Calm down. I know you haven't eaten, but there's no need to have an orgasm over it."
"It's hard with all the tastiness surrounding me~" I strangely looked at him, giving the 'bro are you crazy' look. "You do know that there are only several pieces of meat on the pan. I know canines can get visually impaired, but this is bad."
"Smart, beautiful, and funny. You're just the whole package aren't you?" He hopped off the counter and hugged me from behind. Blushing from both the stove heat and the affection, I stuttered out "U-um, your stuff's ready. Do you want it straight from the pan? I don't think you'd be the kind of person to mind, right?"
"I'd love that, darling~." His steamy breath lingered on my ear even after he whispered the succulent phrase.
I unclasped myself from his loving trap, turning around and awkwardly smiled as I handed him the pan from the handle, as it was still scorching. He left the room with a suggestive wink, took it back to the couch and started digging in vigorously, not minding the heat of the utensil.
I stared shocked at how quickly he ate the whole thing. Maybe he really didn't catch . "So, why did another pack vandalize your shed?" "Upmh numh rifi purh if o pok." The food in his mouth took away his ability to speak properly. "Uh, can't really understand you. Y'know with the chewing and everything."
He looked up from the pan and immediately swallowed everything in his mouth. "I didn't mean speed up! Sorry, take your time, don't hurt yourself." I sat beside him so I could possibly hear him better when he was finished.
"I said I'm not really part of a pack. All the packs in the neighboring forests don't like me because I take up their resources." "Oh, so you're a lone wolf?" "Mhm. Like I said before, don't like other people controlling me. I mean, I was the runt of my litter anyway, so I already had a disadvantage." "Aw, well I'm sorry, man." "It's ok, you don't have to apologize."
"Well, I'm tired. You take the bed, I'll sleep on the couch. Thanks;" I swiped the greasy pan from his hands and put it in the sink. However, when I came back, he was still sitting in the same place. "Come on, I know you must be nocturnal, but still, it's damn late." "I'm staying here." He stated, staring me in the eyes.
"Okay, whatever you want. I'll take the bed then." But as I turned around to go the the room, his hand wrapped around my wrist and stopped me in my tracks. "Then I'm going there. Wherever you sleep, I want to sleep with you." I blushed, then let out a long, hard sigh.
"Fine. I'm too tired to argue. Let's go."
I pulled him up the stairs, even though he had grabbed onto me. We bounced up, and I let him sit on the bed as I went to change in the bathroom after kicking off my Pikachu slippers at the edge of the bed. Taking one arm through my sleeves at a time to remove my shirt, unlike many others do. Frankly, I don't know why, this way is a lot more easy and comfortable.
I popped off my hoodie and replaced it with a grey nightshirt, doing the same with my sweats and pajama bottoms. ( www.polyvore.com/wake_up_in_morning/set?id=192253798) But when I turned around to leave, I saw him peeking in through the doorway.
From the sudden startle, I jumped back then asked monotonously "How long have you been standing there?" Only a shrug came from him in response. Letting out an exasperated grunt, I led him back to the room.
Both hopping in bed, we wiggled under the covers together. All was quiet, except for the synchronization of our breaths. I looked up at his resting face, then argued with myself in my head about my next action.
"This is embarrassing to ask, but I'm not going to waste the opportunity; I've never done this before. Is it okay if I do this?" I hugged him and snuggled my head into his muscular chest.
I could just hear the smirk in his voice as he snaked his hands around my waist again and pulled me closer. "It's perfect."
Curling up against him along with new warmth—a warmth I had never felt from anyone outside my family—flowing through my body, I easily fell asleep in his arms.
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