My Best Friend The Werewolf

Varulv

Eli wakes to somebody poking him in the cheek and saying his name. He bats the hand away as yesterday comes back to him. He bolts upright, his best friend's name on his lips only to stop when he sees two blurry eyes blink at him in what he's sure is surprise. At least he thinks it is. Steve is more of a blob than anything.

"Jeez who set your pants on fire" Steve rumbles and Eli searches for his now missing glasses.

He feels them placed into his hand and he smiles as he shoves them onto his face, the world coming into focus

"How are you feeling? is your shoulder are ok? You really need a shower." Eli says quickly all in one big rush and Steve laughs.

"Calm down I can only answer one question at a time," Steve says and he looks surprisingly happy considering the horrible wound on his shoulder. The bandage has a few red spots on it now and Eli almost feels bad about staining Barbara's sheets red.

"How are you feeling?" Eli asks first and Steve shrugs only to yelp.

"Fine but uh this shoulder might be a bit of a problem." He says still smiling even as pain sparkles a little in his eyes.

"I'll go get Dr Lake," Eli says standing and Steve just watches him like he's the most fascinating thing in the world. Eli almost has the desire to ask if Steve hit his head.

Eli pokes his head out of the door and calls for her. Her bedroom door opens a few seconds later and she appears in a dressing gown.

"Everything ok Eli?" She asks.

"Steve's awake," He says simply and she pads along the hallway faster. Knocking on another door as she goes. Jim poking out a groggy head a few seconds later, hair sticking up everywhere. He slips the rest of his body out when he sees Eli.

Eli enters back into the room and sits on Steve's bed instead of taking the chair, reserving it for Barbara. Steve smiles at him softly before turning towards the Lakes as they enter the room.

"How are you feeling Steve?" Barbara asks smiling at him in that doctorly way.

"Fine thank you, Dr Lake," He says cheerily as she comes over.

"That's good. Can you try and lift your arm for me?" She continues as she sits down. Jim comes to stand behind her, arms crossed as he watches almost curious but mostly tired.

Steve does so, getting it up only a fraction before he shakes his head grimacing.

"That's ok it'll take time but eventually you should be back to normal, though unfortunately, I must advise no PE or football. No matter how much Coach whines" Barbara says as she leans over and pokes him gently in the shoulder.

He yelps again and Jim snorts out a laugh. Steve glares at him.

"I may be down an arm Lake but doesn't me I still can't take you in a fight" He snaps.

"You wish Palchuk!" Jim retorts.

"Boys enough." Barbara chides gently as she pokes another place.

Eli just watches still slightly asleep but happy and relieved that Steve's back into his usual mood already. He can't help but smile.

As stupid as it was Eli was glad they had to raise a flour baby together. Steve was wonderful now, his supposed 'Cover' didn't last long either and now nobody touched Eli in fear of pissing off Steve.

Nobody really cared either that the quarterback was friends with the biggest nerd in school. A few of his jock friends had made a few jokes but then the next time Eli saw them they all sported black eyes and Steve was missing a tooth.