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A new friend: Chapter 2 (part 1)

A new friend: Chapter 2 (part 2)
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by QTEV
A new friend: Chapter 1
A new friend: Chapter 2 (part 2)
It's been a week since the kiss now. We've chatted at the park every day since then. I never brought it up and neither has he. Probably just the alcohol that caused it. It happens. Anyway, I'm at work just standing near the crosswalk. All the kids have more than likely crossed by now and I've done my job for today. But I wait a extra minute or two just in case. I'm a little distracted today. Can't stop thinking about that kiss. Weird.
  "Hi!" I jump out of my fur. It's Josh?! He's just behind me, and he grabs my paw. "You mind helping me cross?" Uhhh... "Yeah sure, stay close." I put my whistle in my mouth and blow it twice before lifting up my stop sign. Josh and I cross kind of quickly, him holding my paw the entire time with a big smile. I glance at him halfway and notice a blush. Before long we're at the other side. "There you go, safe and sound." I say a little awkwardly. He laughs a little. "Thank you sir! Mind escorting me home?" He's still holding onto my paw, this is a little weird. "Yeah, but uh... You can let go now." He blushed a little. "Oh yeah... Haha. Sorry."
  I think... He's trying to flirt. Do I flirt back? "It's okay, your paws are pretty soft." I say. That... Sounds really creepy. Josh laughs. "Yeah I regularly use lotion on em. Helps avoid calluses." I laugh back. I'm not good at this. "So, to your place?" I start walking. "Well... I was honestly hoping to go to your place. Mine... Has a gas leak. I can't stay there tonight." He walks close by. Is that why he's flirting? Just trying to butter me up? "So... Um... Can I stay with you? Please?" I don't see why not. "Sure, it's a bit of a mess though. Y'know... You don't have to butter me up if you want to stay over. You can just ask."
  "Eep! Was it that obvious? Sorry! I-" I cut him off. "It's okay, I don't mind but I don't want you thinking you owe me anything." He paused and frowned. He looked confused. "But I do owe you. You're letting me stay over... So I should be as nice as I can!" That's a little weird. "I mean... I guess? I don't know. You do what you want. Just don't exert yourself." He smiled back. "Of course not!"
  We reach my apartment and I let him in. I have a blanket on the couch, a beer can on the coffee table and a broken blind. "Make yourself at home." I say. "Your house isn't really that messy. Just has a little character!" The hell that come from? "What?" He speaks a little louder. "You said your house was messy but it ain't!" He grinned at me. "Uh... Yeah I guess not? You want anything?" He nods. "Water please." Oh shit. "Uh... Can't do that. Faucet has dirty water coming out of it." He looked confused. "Dirty? You mean it tastes funny?" "No it comes out brown." "Oh... Uh... What do you have?" Beer, juice and one and half bottles of wine apparently. "I got juice and alcohol." He perked up. Little weird. "I love juice!" He said happily. Not the response I was expecting.
  I pour us both a glass and throw my vest on the floor. I hand him the glass and he quickly drinks the whole thing. "Thank you. I was really thirsty." He had a little juice above his lips, like a juice mustache. Kind of cute. I can't help but let out a small laugh. Josh looks at me a little puzzled, tilting his head. "What?" "I'm liking your new mustache." He looks down. "Oh!" He wipes it away. "Whoops! Haha. Didn't even notice!" He's smiling at me. "You uh... Hungry?" He nods. "I'll order a pizza." "Hawaiian please!"
  We finish the pizza quickly and I see Josh digging through the fridge. "Still hungry? I don't really have any food." He pulled out the unopened bottle of wine. Uh, help yourself why don't you. "Can we open this?" Oh he's asking... Might've been a little hasty. "Yeah sure, you got something to celebrate?" He paused for a second. "Ummm... How about... To the first time I visited your home!" He giggles. "Thanks again Sam!" Heh, guess that's a good enough reason. "To you staying over!"
  He bites into the cork with one of his canines and pulls it out. Okay? Wow, that's crazy. "Uh..." "Oh! Is that not okay?" "Spit the cork out." He obliged. "Is that not okay?" Yeah but it's weird as hell. "No it's fine. Just never seen anyone do that." He chuckled. "Well... I've had practice. It's a party trick! Well... I don't visit parties so... Regular trick?" It's something alright. I'm impressed. "Well, let me grab the wine glasses. You probably won't find em."
  I reach into the cupboard and pull two out. He's right behind me. RIGHT behind me. I can feel him brushing against my back. I'm going to just ignore that. I set them on the counter and walk to the side. Josh stands there smiling. "Uh, Josh?" He looks at me still holding the wine bottle. "Yeah?" I pause as he looks at me. He's pretty damn cute looking right now. "You uh... You have the bottle." He jumps and holds it out. "Oh right, here." "Well no, you can do the honors. Just... Never mind." He laughs nervously. "Sorry..." He quickly pours both glasses to the brim and hands me a glass.
  "Cheers!" I say. He looks at me. "Cheers?" He asks. Didn't think I'd have to explain this. "Before drinking wine most people say cheers and bump the glasses together." "Oh, I don't really drink with others. I didn't know that." His tail is wagging and he holds his glass up. "Cheers!" He says. I hold mine up. "Cheers!" I go to clink his glass and he bumps my glass. His glass shatters, cutting my hand with glass and pouring wine all over me. I immediately drop my glass and it shatters on my foot, cutting my foot too. "Fuck!" I shout. Why the fuck did it shatter? I've had other people damn near slam these things together! "Oh God! I'm sorry-" "it's okay-" "no it's not! I broke it! And you're bleeding!" He looks really upset. "It's not your fault, it's just old. Anyone would've broken it." He's sniffling. "I'm sorry... I... I did it wrong..." I grab his arm with my cut paw. "It's not your fault. Relax. I promise you it's fine." He's kind of overreacting. "But... You're still bleeding." Oh shit, I am. On you too. "Ah shit! Sorry. I just got blood on you! Anyway don't stress about it. I needed new wine glasses anyway.
  He smiles sadly at me. "Okay... But... What do we do about your paw?" He points to it. "This? It'll be fine until I clean the glass up-" "no!" What the hell? "I mean- you're hurt! Let me do it! I owe you that much at least..." He's looking away from me nervously, still kinda sniffling. "Josh no, I'm already cut. We don't need two injured people." He sighs. "I guess you're right... But... I..." I don't think he's going to drop this. "Alright, alright. But don't cut yourself! We don't need to add to the problems."
  Josh makes quick work of the mess with my broom. Don't know why he was so insistent on cleaning it. At least it's let me wash my wounds in the tub. Let's see... Where's the gauze? I know keep it around somewhere... No... No... Am I seriously out? Ah fuck. Josh walks in. "Are you okay?" I nod. "Yeah it's just scratches. Don't know why it's bleeding so bad but it'll probably be gone in a few days." He walks over to me and grabs my wrist gently from behind, his chest pressed against my back. "Here, let me see..." I show him my hand. Why the hell does he insist on pressing against me every time he's behind me? "It's not that bad. You cut that vein there on the back of your hand. That's probably why it's bleeding so bad." What in the actual fuck. "How do you know that?" He steps away from me. "I've had my fair share of cuts. You kind of study up when you're scratched to hell." Why do you keep getting cut though?! "Uh... Why you keep getting cut?" I ask
  "Oh! I told you didn't I? I've been a handy man for a while. Sometimes I just get cut on the job. Like right here." He points to his arm. "A light fixture fell on me while I was replacing it. Cut me open." Huh. Guess you would probably be at risk working with so many broken things. "I see. You wouldn't happen to know a magic trick to stop the bleeding?" He frowns. "No... But I have gauze at my room. I don't think it's safe to go in there though..." "Why not?" He does his head tilt thing again. "The gas leak? Don't you remember?" Oh shit I forgot that's why he's even here.
  "Haha... Right... Oops. Can you check my night stand for gauze? I think I remember putting it there."
He darts in and out of the bathroom bringing it back to me quickly. "Here it is. But you should probably wash up." I remember bleeding on him and gaze at his arm. "Yeah, you too." He smiles. "Then it's settled! We'll shower together! I'll help clean your wounds!" That's not at all what I was suggesting. "That's not exactly what I meant." "What did you mean?" "I meant that we should both clean up." He looked confused again. "I don't understand? That's what I said?" Um. "Yeah but... Separately." He laughed. "That'd be a waste of water silly! There's no reason we shouldn't shower together! Especially since we're both friends!" I mean I guess he has a point. "Yeah but... I haven't really showered with someone else. Seems... Weird." "You haven't?" He replied quickly. "When I was a kid my brother always showered with me."
  That's a little weird. "Why?" "To save water! Besides we're family. It's not like I shower with strangers at all." I guess this happening. He's really damn insistent. "Okay but I still don't see why we need to." We both walk into the shower and I start the water. We both clean up and like he said he helps clean my injuries. Even finding a lone piece of glass in my foot and, painfully, yanking it out. I yelped and he apologized quickly. Honestly he was pretty helpful though. I don't think I could clean my wounds as painlessly as he did, piece of glass aside.

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male 1,109,125, wolf 181,309, gay 139,779, m/m 46,764, blood 19,194, timberwolf 511
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Published: 3 years, 10 months ago
Rating: Mature

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