A Novel's Beast World

29. Fuzzy

The third update for today, April 23rd.

 Ugh. Why is everything so damn sore? The last time I was this sore was forever ago. I'm fucking hungry too. Did I skip dinner? How late is it anyway? And something feels off. Where are the furry cushions?

My eyes shot open, sleep be gone. I stared at something. Something that looked an awful lot like skin. Very familiar skin.

Oh, hell! No wonder I'm so damn sore! Did I seriously get laid? Finally? I can kiss my virgin status goodbye? Well this is hot.

Harvey snuggled closer, his face in my hair. I sang every curse in the books, on repeat, in my head. Now what? Can I just stay like this. It's not as comfy as I imagined the morning after. Where are this warm fuzzies I've heard about? I feel something warm and fuzzy on my stomach, but I can say that it's something else entirely.

"Do you need anything? Does it hurt?" Okay. New mission: respond to Harvey.

"I'm just sore. Maybe water." Harvey removed himself and went to fetch water. I definitely wasn't watching that fine ass walk away. Nope.

I'm still very naked. I don't feel sweaty or gross surprisingly. My hair does though. There is a bowl of water and a fur cloth inside it. Did Harvey give me a bath? That's not embarrassing at all.

Shit, I actually did it. How did my wussy ass manage that? It was good. Not as mind-blowing as I thought it be. Then again, neither one of us had experience. Holy shit! Am I really going to review this now? Okay, no more thinking about it.

What about the magic mark. I always wanted a tattoo, but hated pain. That, and being a broke ass college student didn't contribute to my goal. Okay Drew, time to find it.

I didn't have to look far. That sucker was on my chest. Well fuck. He definitely saw it. That might as well have been a damn confession. So it didn't cover my whole heart, it was close enough.

"Drew, would you like..." I pulled the covers over me so fast, Flash would be proud. This guy gives me no warning. How am I supposed to look him in the eyes now?

I swear I could feel his presence. Am I getting super senses too? Or is it the tattoo?

"Drew, is everything alright?" I didn't miss the tinge of anxiety there.

"Peachy." Shit. This mouth isn't fixed yet. "I need a minute and some clothes."

"Okay. I'm putting the water over here. Please come out whenever your ready. Shuu made food."

Fuckin hell. I forgot about Shuu. I was a bit distracted, but damn. How could I forget his existence? He heard us didn't he?

Damn, this feels great. Glad to know I haven't changed much. Still a selfish prick with anxiety and communication issues. As much as I really, really want to pretend my problems don't exist, I'm going to have to get up. Got to pee.

I dressed and zoomed to the sand box. After achieving a different kind of release, I drug my sore ass inside. Time to face the music.

I refused to look at either one. Harvey made me look at one point during breakfast, but I ducked fast. He didn't seem offended. If anything, he seemed happy. I am pretty sure he was glowing. No wonder I didn't have that many warm fuzzies, this bastard is hoarding them all.

Harvey didn't leave today, so I get to feel extra conscious all day. While Shuu was walking out, I took a peek at him. He caught me and looked upset. Shit. I fucked up didn't I? Did I need to ask permission first? Was this something we had to sit at the fire and plan? Today it's Harvey's turn, tomorrow It's Shuu's? Yikes. It shouldn't be like that, I hope.