Uncertian Love: Introduction

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3 am, Monday, December 14th, (Arashi's Point of View)

"Mmmhh...", It was so hot in my room, the fan was on but it wasn't cooling up the room at all, I couldn't sleep. I felt so uncomfortable with this heat, but it was necessary for keeping us from freezing and turning into pupcicles. This year's winter has been really cold and it's already snowed three or four times. I got up from my bed and left the room, but to my surprise I saw Otake in the living room, watching TV but with the volume really low.

Arashi: Can't sleep?
Otake: Nope... too hot...
Arashi: Same, whaddya watching?

I said while I poured myself a cup of water with a bit of ice.

Otake: The news... there's been a robbery at that local farmers store downtown... it's pretty bad apparently, nothing was stolen but people were injured... there's been a lot of crime going around these days... kinda stupid... in the middle of a freezing winter? If you're going to commit crimes at least do it in a good climate...
Arashi: Pfft so you're condoning crime?
Otake: ...yup

Obviously he was joking, though I know people who don't know him wouldn't realize that. Otake is 29 years old, he's a personal trainer at a gym down the street, he's really into body building and fitness, so basically what I'm hinting at... he's BUFF! Plus with his thick coat of fur, it makes him look huge! Though I gotta help him brush it everyday. He suffers from a pretty bad case of RBF Syndrome (Resting Bitch Face), he doesn't really express a lot of his emotions, he usually just keeps it to himself, and minds his business, and expects the same from everyone else, though... he does act differently with me, he's a lot nicer when it's just us, and more open when we talk, if I was just some co-worker right now, we probably wouldn't have exchanged any words at all, I do have a problem and though... Oh wait, I guess I haven't said anything about myself huh? Well, my name is Arashi! Though Otake sometimes calls me Ari, I'm 21 years old and I'm a freshman in college! I Major in Fine Arts and hope to maybe someday be a freelance artist, and do or draw whatever I want really! Though, back to what I was talking about, I don't know what it is... but... every time he looks at me... any time he says anything that's even the tiniest bit sweet, I get butterflies in my chest... or... stomach? Ugh whatever... I just get the jitters! He makes me feel so special and so safe, but.. my problem is... am I... In love with him? Nah psshh he's my brother! At least... I think he is... I've always lived with him since I was just a little pup, we're the same breed but I've never met my parents, so there's no way to really tell if he's my actual brother, or even related to me in general. All I can remember is Otake being the one that raised me. But if he isn't my brother, I don't really know how I would feel... would I shoot my shot and maybe become something with him? Or just keep my snout shut and cry about it... I'm just not sure, but what I am sure of, is that he won't be knowing about my feelings any time soon.

Otake: Any plans for tomorrow?
Arashi: No... I don't have any classes tomorrow so I plan on just staying here, and I really don't wanna go out into the cold, and you?
Otake: Makes sense... I just plan on doing my usual workout routine then coming back home...

I sat with him on the couch, he only had a pair of boxers on, which was normal, he usually doesn't wear much at home, (more eye candy for me), while me on the other paw, had a light baggy tank top on with shorts, I got a little close to him and watched the news with him, I felt nice and cool after the cup of water I had, and then eventually found myself somehow waking up.

Arashi: ...wait... wha...?

I rubbed my eyes and sat up straight, I was on the couch, with a blanket over me, it was one of Otake's fluffy weighted blankets, I got those pesky jitters and hid under the blanket, blushing hard and curling up into a ball, thinking about how sweet of him it was to tuck me in with his own blanket, it smelled just like him, so warm and comforting, and eventually, I feel asleep again.

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