Teddy bears and pacifiers (age regression)

The Rest of forever

Chapter 1

A loud exasperated sigh from his office door brought Rowan's attention away from his computer. "You do realize it Saturday, right?" His best friend Ian was leaning on the doorway, arms crossed as his green eyes focused on the computer Rowan was typing on a few seconds ago. Rowan had been so entirely focused on his work, even with his heightened hearing he hadn't heard the other man open the door.

A single raised eyebrow was all Rowan offered in return to the question as he went back to typing. "Saturday." Ian said again, as if it should have made some difference now from the first time he said it. "Don't you have anything else you could do on a weekend? Like, I don't know, go out? Meet people? Go shopping? A date? Fucking rest at home? WHY are you at work?" Ian whined like Rowan had taken away his candy and the wolf could only roll his eyes. "You already work too much, there's no need to work on weeke-wait how long have you been sitting here?" Ian narrowed his eyes at him.

Rowan sighted internally, saved the document and closed his computer. He could tell from his friend's voice that he'd get no more work done today. Better stop now and avoid any more nagging than necessary. He put away his files and stood up. "I'm done now anyway so lets go." He put on a smile for his friend as he grabbed the jacked he'd laid over the little sofa that morning. A quick glance at the clock told him he had indeed been there a long time. The clock was nearing 5pm and Rowan had been there since 7am, though he refused to tell Ian that. He wasn't about to give the other more ammunition.

Walking side by side the two wolves made their way toward Rowan's house. They could've taken a cab, but they'd both agreed the 1 hour and 30 minutes walk would be just as fine. Though cold, the weather was nice. They stopped a bit outside a convenient store soon after leaving Rowan's company building, Ian informing that his cookie supply had run dry and such tragedies could not be allowed any longer. His best friend was obsessed over them, Rowan could not quite understand the obsession, or for that matter how Ian maintained his pearly white teeth and healthy body with the amount of sweet chocolate-chip cookies he devoured every day. The two where built very alike. Both tall, well-built, strong defined facial features. Many had asked when seeing them together if they were brothers. The biggest difference between them, of course aside from personality and their eyes, were their hair.

While Rowan's own was short and almost black save the few dark brown shades hiding throughout, Ian's was a bit longer. Rowan couldn't quite determine what blonde it was, the shade seemed to change with the seasons, even just the lighting. Sometimes an ashy blonde, others a golden blonde, it'd be amber blonde one second and a natural the next, then it'd be a copper blonde and Rowan would just give up trying to crack the puzzle. He'd decided the styled strands atop his friend's head lived a life of it's own.

Ian appeared again, approaching with a bag full of cookies and a grin so big he could rival the Cheshire cat. With that "problem" fixed they were once again on their way, though not on a as peaceful walk as Rowan had expected.

Apparently he wouldn't get away with brushing his work hours off as usual today, as the whole way home Rowan was lectured about resting time and working too much by his best friend. "I don't understand how you tolerate going to work as often as you do. And don't say you needed to get some files done or some sh*t like that. We both know you don't. You need to rest more and-" Rowan tuned Ian out, or at least tried to, there was only so long and so much you could tune Ian out after all. His best friend had never been fond of his working hours, said they killed his social life. Which was nonexistent mind you, but Rowan preferred it that way. The other wolf had never been pushy about Rowan getting out more, but he also didn't mind telling him how he needed to be around other people. Not just the ones that only ever asked for CEO orders.