edited 10-5-25

Dante

I stared at the boy sleeping soundly on my couch. His body was wet from the rain, the water dripping onto the hardwood floor; he was beyond pale, cold. I knew I had to try and wake him up, but I have no idea how to go about it. Just as I was about to stand up and walk over to him, his face contorted and scrunched up in pain, his eyes darting open and looking around rapidly.

 “Oh my god, you're up! ” I couldn't help but shout 

“Wha- Dante? What am I… how did I get here?” Shock at his surroundings covered his face.  

"Um, well, I'm pretty sure you ran here or, at the very least, walked here from somewhere. You kind of just showed up at my door, soaking wet, and then you kind of collapsed," I said slowly, kind of shocked at the way he asked. His face was growing more and more pale.

“Did you see me or anything else on the street at all before I came to your door…?” His eyes were darting across my face, looking for any sort of answer.

 “No, actually, you showed up out of nowhere, man,” he had gotten ridiculously close at this point. He breathed a sigh of relief.

 “Are you ok? What happened?” I looked at him as if he were losing his mind. He brushed his damp hair out of his face and sat back down. “Just some drama with.. Um, extended family, I needed to get out of the house, but I don't remember getting here or why I came here in the first place.”

 “Um, well, do you want to take a shower? You're kind of soaked, dude, and freezing.” hesitantly He looked down at himself and chuckled

 “That would be great, thank you, Dante.” he smiled sweetly at me, sending a wave of heat through my face.

 "Ok! Um, if you just want to go in my room, I have a bathroom in there, so if you just want to hang your clothes somewhere, I'll go grab them and put them in the dryer! Oh, but don't worr,y I'll wait until you're in the bathroom to go in and grab them, and you can use some of my pajamas too if you want, and I-" He put his hand against my mouth, stopping my rambling

 "Dante. Honey, breathe," He said with a small smile. I could feel the heat rising through my face, but I stayed quiet

“I'll be done in a bit, so see you then.” He said with a wink as he removed his hand from my mouth. I sputtered mindlessly as I watched him walk away towards my room.  

Karma

As soon as I got into his room, I stripped off my clothes and hung them on a chair by his bed. going into the bathroom, and starting the shower, I get in almost immediately. I let the hot water pour down my body, closing my eyes, leaning against the wall, and trying to remember how I got to Dantes in the first place. I know I  ran through the woods towards my cave, and I guess I reached my cave, but didn't stop.  I don't know why. But I just kept going. Soon enough, I reached the edge of my territory. I wasn't in control of my wolf at that point, and that's the most I remember, but if I didn't stop, and I was a human when I got here, where the hell did I get those clothes I was wearing

But why would my wolf bring me here, of all places?

Getting out of the shower and wrapping a towel around my waist, I opened the door, but as I started to enter the bedroom, I saw Dante setting a pair of his clothes down on the bed. Dante glanced up when he heard the door open, a wild blush spreading across his face as he looked at my bare chest, clearly admiring something. 

A devious smile spread across my face, noticing his stare. And walking closer to him, I dried my hair with a separate towel. As I got closer to him, he started to stumble backward until he fell on his bed.

 I just smiled at him as I reached towards his lap. He gulped and closed his eyes, but I just grabbed the clothes that he had in a death-grip and went right back into the bathroom to get dressed..

Dante

I froze when I heard the bathroom door open. I glanced up to see the boy, or maybe I should say man, only wearing a towel around his waist and neck. His black hair was soaked, and his curls hung down in his face. I noticed his piercing green eyes staring at me as he tilted his head, his fox-like face contorting into a deviant smile. I glanced down at his chest. It was toned and, like the rest of his body, a light tan color; it was clear he worked out. I noticed it earlier when he had carried me...but this?

 As he slowly walked towards me, I could feel myself hit the bed. Falling on it when he was merely a few inches from my body, I could see him reaching down. I closed my eyes, awaiting the inevitable touch, but it never came. All he did was take the clothes from my hands gently, and then he headed back into the bathroom with a cheeky grin. I glanced towards the mirror to see that my face was a dark crimson.