Wolf and Cat

Getting accommodated

The wolf was becoming annoyed with figuring out how to work the belt for his pants, back in the army there was specific pants that didn't need belts, and he never wanted to wear the very weapon his mother would use to whoop him, he never wanted his skin to touch the leather of a belt ever again. It didn't help that there was really never a father figure in Nick's life, no one to teach him how to do the things a man should know. Relying on his friends to pick stuff up on that's how he got by with it.

The confusing part was just which way do you put the belt in, How far do you pull it through? What are the metal bits for? The annoyance of having to wear the clothes in the first place was pissing him off, but now struggling to put on something that most people use with ease everyday, it boiled his blood.

Quaritch just watched him fiddle and huff with his pants like some child, he found it rather amusing and possibly cute. A Grown man couldn't put a belt on? Really? He went on for about three minutes, didn't even realise quaritch was watching him. Nick was so focused on figuring it out. After it just became hurtful to watch colonel sat down on the edge of his bed again. "Need help kid?" He smirked.
"Don't call me kid, I'm older then you"
"Yet your fiddling with your pants like a kid?"
"Shut it blue monkey" Nick huffed, Then he turned to the side so he wouldn't look quaritch in the face. Nick's tail was pointing up with a slow wag, why was he wagging every time they associated with each other? This was getting too ridiculous for his liking.

He could now tell quaritch was watching him in amusement, Nick thought of a way to get out of this pissy situation, even if it meant risking his body dobbing him in. "Just.. verbally tell me how to do it" looking down Nick didn't make eye contact, if he looked up he was gunna look at the wall. Quaritch crossed his arms and pulled a devilish smile. "You put the belt through the pants". Nick's ears pricked down but his tail remained up and wagging ever so slowly. "Detail dumbass". Quaritch bit the side of his mouth. Standing up with a small sniff, colonel kept his eyes on Nick. "You really don't know?" There was amusement in Quaritch's voice.
"Fuck off then" Nick spat.

Quaritch got up and walked over to him, gently grabbing Nick's hips he turn him face to face. "I don't want your help blue berry". Quaritch ignored him and pulled the Wolf slightly closer with a tug by his hips, looking down he took the belt from his hands and properly adjusted the buckle, sliding the strap of the belt through Nick's pants he then buckled it up.

The colonel grabbing his hips made Nick's tail wag frantically, Quaritch could feel his hips swaying ever so slightly while holding onto him. Leaning and taking a glance at his wagging tail, Quaritch smirked. "Didn't want my help?". Nick grabbed his tail to keep it still, "no. I didn't" he kept his head to the side with his ears prickled down, embarrassed pup.

Quaritch let go of the wolf's hips and took a step back, looking around at the stubborn creature. Being touched by the man made Nick's mind spiral, especially being grabbed at his hips. though he'd never admit, he found the colonel wildly attractive and with his constant dominant attitude it made Nick fall for him even more. Having a flustered feeling in his stomach, it reminded his body that he was hungry.

A loud growl filled the quite room. Nick licked his lips before ending the silence. "Can you open the door? He asked.

Sitting in the cafeteria, the colonel was sitting next to Nick with a tray of something the wolf made. As it being after lunch there was no one making food until dinner. Nick had baked some potato's with garlic and strangely enough, he made spaghetti with it. The food tasted delicious so the colonel wasn't complaining about the strange combo of food.

The wolf was happy inhaling his food. Quaritch glanced at the wolf then back at his food. "So what was the problem earlier" he asked. Nick swallowed his food then his ears prickled. "Don't worry bout it" he said, then continued scoffing down his food. "If it's going to affect the mission I suggest you fix it". Nick put his fork down on the tray, looking over at quaritch, he could see the wolf's sparkly teary eyes. "Give me my family back" his tone then switched from sad to a stern anger. "My home, my friends. My fucking life, then I'll fix it for your god dam mission".

"You think the recoms didn't lose everything?" Quaritch replied.
"None of you lost anything. Your not human and you never were, you never will. Your an alien mixed with human and na'vi. You've lost nothing yet you have nothing, your only existence is for the RDA and there mission, so don't give me the bullshit they planted in your head." Nick grabbed his empty plate and went to the kitchen to wash up, he didn't leave time for Quaritch to reply.

The next couple of days was utter silence from the wolf, only speaking when he needed too. Waking up in Pandora brought back his memories of waking up in space, but there was no friendly face to nurture him the time, except he woke with chains and threats. Being so far away from Diane and not being able to check on her was killing him. Separated from his pack isn't something a lycan can handle easily. Strict orders instructed the wolf to stick by Quaritch's side at all times, following these orders Nick couldn't see or hang out with the other recoms unless it was in the cafeteria, otherwise Quaritch was doing his Colonel duties, and sometimes Lyle hung around but being as pissy as Nick was he always just ignored Lyle.

After a week of tests and exercises with the scientists up everyone's ass, they were finally leaving bridgehead.