Wesper OneShoTs

Wylan's Rat

"Wylan, what is that?" Jesper asked skeptically as Wylan headed toward him with something white and furry cupped in his hands. He was cradling it to his chest and looking at it with admiration, the blue of his eyes shining. Jesper scooted back from his spot on the bed as Wylan neared. Wylan turned his fascinated look to Jesper, but Jesper wasn't looking at him; his eyes were trained on the fluffy creature in the other boy's hands, which had poked out a pink nose and red beady eyes. Jesper swore and scooted away until his back hit the wall behind him.

Wylan let out a laugh and said, "Jesper. Chill. He won't hurt you, will you?" The last part was directed to the creature in his hands, a soft murmur. Jesper had to admit, he kinda liked Wylan's talk-to-weird-creatures voice. Jesper shook the thought off and concentrated on the creature's small pink paws as Wylan set it down on the covers. The creature-- a rat, Jesper could see now-- tried to get used to the soft under its feet as Wylan settled himself on the bed beside Jesper. He sat with his legs criss-crossed, hands resting folded in his lap. Jesper smirked to himself at the innocence of the posture.

The rat stopped shuffling to sniff the air-- a dingy smell of old soup as Jesper recalled it. His dirty socks littered on the floor didn't help-- and made its way toward Wylan, who smiled and beckoned the rat to him, picking it up when it was near enough.

"Wanna hold him?" Wylan asked, holding the rat dear to his chest and looking at it with such admiration that Jesper wondered if he should look away.

Jesper scrunched his eyebrows and shook his head. He was not getting peed on today.

Wylan grinned and looked at Jesper. "C'mon. He's not that bad," he said, then raised an eyebrow. "You're not scared of him, are you?"

Jesper had to admit: he was a little. Back at the farm, he used to help his mother clean the panteries when they got too full or the food went bad. There would be rats, but Jesper didn't mind; he might've even went as far as to call them inconstant friends. Then one, fateful night, Jesper was taking out crackers for soup, and the next thing he knew his finger was bleeding and he was being glared at by a rat that had made its home behind the box. Jesper found himself being jumpy around rats ever since then. And panteries for that matter.

But he wasn't going to let Wylan see that.

Jesper scoffed and shook his head. He watched as Wylan repositioned his hands on the rat to move it over to Jesper's lap. Jesper felt his heart start to pound as Wylan released the rat on his knee, which was pulled up to his chest. If Jesper was honest, he wasn't sure if it was because of the rat or Wylan.

Jesper gently placed his hands in the fur of the rat, petting it tentatively; it was still warm from being snuggled up to Wylan. It was also soft. Jesper relaxed.

As he made sure the rat wasn't going to dig its teeth into his jeans, Jesper asked, "Where did you find it? Not in the cupboard, right?"

Wylan stared at him for a minute. "What-- no. Kaz stole him from the pet shop for a job. He was planning on killing him afterword, but I saved him." Wylan looked superior of himself.

"Aw, look at you. The hot rat savior." Jesper grinned as Wylan's cheeks turned pink. The joy lasted only moments, though, as he felt the rat move to climb to his shoulder. Jesper yelped and moved his leg away from his chest, pulling the rat from his jeans and dumping it back on Wylan.

Wylan startled before accepting the furry little devil, and Jesper looked at them cautiously.

"You are scared of it," Wylan marveled.

"Shut up. You're not keeping that thing, are you?"

"I don't know. Maybe." Wylan looked at Jesper. "I might just let it free in your bed while you sleep."

"Do it and you'll wake up the next morning with one less finger," Jesper said, though it was hard to threaten Wylan when he looked as wholesome as a saint.

Wylan just smiled and shook his head.

Edit: I know it wasn't the best, it was short, and had absolutely no story plot, but I hope you enjoyed nonetheless. (to the three of you who found this) 

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