An Autumn Fox

Chapter 11 - Terrible Hangover

Avery

Usually when I wake up feeling groggy and in pain, I'd blame it on Autumn. But this feeling was really familiar and one I haven't experienced in a long time.

God, a fucking hangover. Just how much did I even drink last night? It sure must have been a lot with how much my head is throbbing. I should've just went back home instead of following them to the club. None of this would've happened.

But, hold on...

I'm in a bed. And I definitely couldn't  have gone back home while drunk.

So, where am I?

With that revelation, I opened my eyes in panic as I sit up, which turns out to be a mistake as I felt the headache worsening just from that.

"Woah, woah, woah. Don't do that. That just makes it worse."

Oh, you don't say?!

Wait, that voice. It sounds really familiar. It almost sounds like...

As my eyes slowly adjust to the surprisingly bright room, I manage to make out the tall figure looming over me. In their hands, they were holding something that vaguely looked like a glass cup.

"Here, drink."

He carefully moves the cup towards me, touching the rim of it to my mouth. I cautiously allowed the figure to pour water into my parched mouth. Damn, why does water taste so good after a hangover? I stayed like that, drinking the water as if I were just a baby being fed his milk. Only I'm being fed water by someone and that thought brings me back to reality.

As soon as the last drops of water had gone down my throat, I started to focus really hard on who is next to me right now.

They looked tall and wide. Really muscular. Their voice sounds familiar but I can't...

Wait a second!

As my eyes starts to properly adjust, I soon recognise the man. That's Josiah.

I jump in surprise but realised too late how terrible that was as I felt my head pounding even worse that the mini heart attack I had just experienced. One thing that I had noticed when my eyes adjusted was that Josiah was naked.

Well, not naked, I guess. He's in his underwear but he's showing off a lot more than I had anticipated to see, especially this early in the morning.

Although I had seen his transformation from just a regular fox to a dragon-fox hybrid, I can't help but admire how his body looks. I'm kinda envious that he can have such a nice body just by having dragon genes.

He doesn't seem to notice me looking at his body and instead, he grabs a nearby chair and sits down on it facing me. He grabs his phone from the desk the chair was originally from and begins looking through it, giving me an opportunity to check his body. Though, I don't know for how much longer since I still feel the headache lingering over me.

Well, the obvious thing I noticed about him is the fact that he's big. Muscular, tall and wide. That type of big. I would comment on the size of his package but it seems...flat? I would think since he's all big, that he would, you know, be big down there, too.

Then again, if memory serves me right, don't dragons have...

Oh, is that what he has?

Well, he is half-dragon so it's the most plausible idea.

Although I won't say it to his face, what with him having quite the temper at times, it seemed the transformation aged him. Well, maybe not aged in the sense of growing up. Aged in the sense that he looks older.

If he was holding onto a child similar enough to him, most would mistake him for being the father.

His tail was changed to one of a dragon's tail but it seemed the fur on it remained being fox fur. As for his horns, they looked big and imposing, especially with the curved back look it had.

Occasionally, Josiah would laugh at something and I swear, I could see little sparks of flames shoot out of his mouth. Thankfully, the flames weren't big enough to burn the place down. Then again, it might take one really hard laugh for him to shoot out a stream of flames from his mouth. Just as I thought about flames, I hear him huff.

Rather funnily, smoke literally did come out of his nose. I guess the legends about dragons being fire breathing creatures aren't a lie.

I wonder how they would be able to handle a relationship considering the fact that dragons can be quite stubborn and temperamental. Though, Josiah's dad seemed nice but maybe that's because Josiah's mum found a way to curb that infamous dragon temper.

How would anyone go about curbing the temper of dragon hybrid, though?

Just as I thought I was safe looking at him, he looks up and notices the fact that I had practically been ogling him. Which, in retrospect, really did look like it.

"So, what's got you all curious? Hope that hangover isn't messing with your head too badly", he says.

Okay, how do you say that you were just looking at his body changes without making it sound like your a creep? Thinking it for a bit, I realise there's just no way for me to phrase it without coming off as a bit creepy for ogling him so I just gave him a somewhat safe response.

"Oh, it's nothing. Just looking at your body. The changes, I mean."

He looks down at himself before giving me a rather cocky grin.

"What? You think I'm handsome?", he asks, though his tone betrays mischief.

"I mean, yeah. You'd definitely be popular with the ladies!"

His grin widens before he continues.

"How about the guys?"

"Huh?"

"You think guys would think I'm handsome?"

"I, er, I mean... Yeah, of course!"

I don't know if I was answering for him or for me there. I mean, I'm straight but why is it that everytime I see him, I feel that feeling that I usually had whenever I crushed on a girl. This time, it's a man. A man twice the size of me, though not literally.

He smiles.

"Well, that's good to know. You know, you're really cute", he says before returning to looking at his phone.

Wait.

Did he just call me cute?