Blood, Yearning, And Its Repetitions: The Killing (A Fanfiction)

--Chapter 2--

Got my dictionary by my side, hopefully I'll have better words in the story :)

Hnggghh.
Am I dying?

He looked around. Judy is burying her face to his shoulder. He felt the sudden urge of itching, but finds himself paralysed from neck to tail. Waking up Judy was his last choice.

"Should I wake her up? No, I want her there, being comfy and all, although I can't feel my arm from the morphine."

He mumbled too loud, waking Judy up. They bumped their noses, but Judy quickly backed down to his chest.

"Can I help you with anything?" smiled Judy.
"Umm, can you scratch my back?" Nick smirked.
"Sure, for my partner."

Judy scratched it, but the hospital cloth was in the way, Nick thought.
"Could you open my clothes for me? That scratch wasn't effective with it in the way."
"W-what? U-um-um ok, I guess.."

Judy blushed hard, but Nick failed to notice because she was behind his back, trying to flip him so that she can scratch it.

She took down the cloth, his bare furry back in front of her. She scratched it, but the scratch slowed down into a gentle caress down his fur, feeling how rough it is when she strokes up and how soft it is when she stroked it downwards.

"Umm, Judy?" Said Nick
"Yes?"
"Can you scratch harder?"
"O-oh uh, ok, sorry!" She stuttered
"She was enjoying herself with my fur. Fufufu, how cute," he said to himself.

"That's it I'm done." Judy pouted
"What? Why? Did I say something..out...loud?"
"I'm going back to the apartments, try to know by who you got stabbed by." Judy said while hiding her face under her hat.
"Jud?"
"What?"
"Can I have your phone while I'm here?" Asked Nick.
"What are you even going to do with it? Stare it? Pshh..You can't even lift up your blanket."
"Oh come on, just entrust it to the doctor. How can I call anyone without a phone?"
"Ok fine, Nick, darn. Bye Nick."
"Bye.." Said Nick as he looks to the door.

No.

My feet is now itchy.

He noticed a wolf nurse, beside him trying to take care of other patients.
"Nuuurse.."
"What is it?"
"Can you scratch my feet?" He asked while giving her a smile.
"You can have this scratcher."
The nurse said as she leaves the room, putting the scratcher in his hand.
"Wait-stop, you don't understand! I'm paralysed from the drugs!!" He groaned. He can hear the wolf snickered in the hallway.

"Oh, when I'm not paralysed, you'll get a taste of Nick, wolfy, you will.."

"That sounded wrong."

"You'll get the taste of my pranks!!"

Writer here..
Next part will be longer, I promise