A puff of fluff

Passion

I sat down on my bed, tired, but excited at the same time. I can't get the thought of Snowball out of my mind, and I don't know the cause of it. We only met a few days ago, and I feel so happy. Just to hear his voice, see his smile, his perfect bod. And the same height as me-... well... almost. I'm a centimeter taller then him, but that's okay. This feeling, is a burning, loving feeling. I've only felt like this a few times before, until it had to end... could I really be in love with him..? We're only friends, but... I guess you can crush on your friends as well... I'm afraid to even ask him or... to see if he likes me back... but... that seems ridiculous to even think... right?

I went downstairs to grab a bite to eat. I checked the fridge, and inside it was a few cuts of ham and an egg salad sandwich in a container. There's also a half-empty ketchup bottle, and a few cans of beer. I took out the sandwich, then ate it.

A few hours have passed, and I grew bored of sitting around, doing nothing. I thought for a while, then decided to call Snowball, just for the sake of it. I called him a few times, but he hasn't picked up. I kept trying, but nothing had been said. Not a single call back, not a single text message, nothing. I kept trying, over and over again, until he picked up. "Yes..!?" He sounded a bit tired, and now I wonder if I disturbed him while he was doing whatever. I cleared out my throat, then began to talk. "D-did you wanna hang out a bit..? It sounds like I called at a bad time... did I call you while you were touching yourself..? What are-" "Please, just be quiet for a moment..." He interrupted me while I was worrying. I don't know if that's bad or not. "I just... wanted to know if you're okay Snow... that's all... I'm sorry if I was bothering you..." I expected him to just hang up there, but he stayed with me. "It's okay... I just... have things in my head... and I... I just wanna be alone right now..." I started to worry more, and have thoughts of why he could be upset. And I wonder if it's because of me. "What happened..?" I asked. He grumbled a bit in response. "I'm trying to help you Snow... tell me what's wrong-" "My friend... he's... he's in the hospital, and... I don't know if he'll be okay..." We both went silent. "... D-did you wanna come over here and talk about your troubles..? I got some ham we could share..." Snowball sighed heavily. "I'll be there soon... I promise..."

An hour passed, then the door had been knocked. I opened the door to a very sad wolf.

I invited him inside, hugging him, thinking it would cheer him up. He only smiled slightly, then thanked me later. "What happened..?" I asked. Snowball seemed tired and stressed, so I gave him a cup of water in hopes that he comes open to me. He thanks me for the water, so I waited until he talks to me.

We sat at in the living room, quiet, waiting for one of us to open our mouths and talk to each other, but nothing. A half hour of sitting around, and saying nothing. I was about to ask him what was up with him but he was about to say something as well when I was about to begin. We soon both agreed for me to talk first. "So... how are you feeling, Snow..?" I asked curiously, waiting for his reply. He was hesitant, but soon talked back. "My friend... he... he gotten himself in the hospital. Somebody stabbed his kidney in the back of an ally, and... I'm just so scared that he might die... I mean... he wasn't the greatest friend... I'm not gonna lie... but he's somewhat good to me..." I felt shocked and bad for Snowball's friend. But by what he said about him doesn't really sound so good. In this world, there will be people who are just the worst, and others who are forgiving and merciful to everyone. But maybe it was well deserved?

I didn't say anything much, so I just hugged him, comforting him the way I could best. And all he did was hold me closely as he quietly whimpered on my chest.

More minutes have passed, and soon we both felt tired. And I almost forgot what I wanted to do. For the longest time. I looked Snowball, held him closely, then kissed him passionately on the lips. He was taken by surprise, and I could see his white fur light up in a flurry of blush crossing over his cheeks and snoot. I pulled away from him, feeling guilty for what I've done. It took a while for Snowball to snap back in reality, only for him to pull me close and kissed me back. Did I feel happy about my choice? Yes. Do I feel ashamed? Hell no. This. This is what I wanted, and I could tell this is what he wants as well, because in the middle of our kissing, he lied on top of me. This was the most happiest I've ever felt in my life.