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Simon Effect ✔️

Q FOR MY READERS: What is your favorite snow day activity?

~Merlin POV

Hale pulls into the driveway; we hop out and head into the house in silence. It has been awkward as hell since he got in the car after getting my bag from Simon's room. 

We open the door to our place and finally he speaks. 

"What were you doing in his room? What happened in there? He hurt you?" 

I just stare at him. 

"What the hell are you talking about? Why would you think he would hurt me? His friends, sure, maybe but he has never been cruel to me like they have." 

He just looks at me with a worried expression and turns to go to his room, without saying another word about it. 

I make my way to the laundry and throw all my belongings from the day inside and grab my shower stuff to go get washed off. 

I can't believe I am scenting and producing slick this early before my heat. It shouldn't start for another week, maybe more. 

I hop in the shower and clean myself well and head to my room to study for the rest of the evening.

 By the time I smell Hale's cooking, it is 8pm and I am starving. I head down the stairs and greet him in the kitchen. He has two plates set out and a movie queued on the TV. 

We sit in silence and eat, watching TV together until I finally speak up. 

"You've known Simon for a long time, right? Why did you ask me those things earlier? Why were you so worried?" 

"Look man, I really can't get into it, I just do not like how you are treated by his friends and even though he doesn't do anything directly to you, he doesn't make a move to stop it when it happens. He shouldn't just be standing by! Not when you're h-" 

He snarls at himself, it seems, and with his eyes back on the screen, the conversation is over. 

This morning, Monday, I am feeling ready for my first two finals.

I get up from bed and get ready, just throwing on some comfortable clothes and fixing my hair. I take my suppressants and note I only have a few left; I will need to call my doctor to get more.  

I rush off to class after grabbing my books and laptop. I get to my building and grab a coffee from the café and head off to class. I sit in my usual seat and get ready for the final, arranging my pencils and erasers on my desk. 

I close my eyes and breathe deeply as I feel the seat next to me bump against mine. 

I figure Hale finally arrived so with my eyes still closed I lean over against his shoulder and sigh.

"Ahhh, hello puppy. You smell so good today..." A growl rumbles into my core and the thick heady scent fills my nose. 

My heart pounds in my chest, sweat coats my palms, the lump in my throat preventing me from snapping back, or so it seems, breathing. 

I sit up and face forward, wondering what the hell he is doing sitting next to me. He never sits next to me, or, you know, acknowledges my existence. 

His chuckles vibrate through my body, even with the foot or so, now between our seats. I blush a deep red and my body reacts in kind, leaking the smallest amount of slick into my black underwear. 

Why am I slicking now? I just hope he can't smell it... 

~Simon POV