Grown to Love

Chapter Eight

Wolf woke up the next day confused. He was laying on the couch with a bottle in his hand. "Damnit..." he sat up. He looked around and found that Fox wasn't there. He quickly threw the bottle away and made his way to his room. There on his bed was Fox, sound asleep. "Man," Wolf rubbed the back of his neck. "I must've been really drunk..." he walks back to the kitchen and starts to cook whatever he had in the fridge. Half way through getting everything cooked, Fox came downstairs and yawned. Wolf looked over at him. "Morning." "Morning" mumbled Fox. "What Time is it?" Wolf looked up at the clock. "Ten seventeen." Fox made his way to the table and sat down. "Huh.." he yawns and had a plate set in front of him. "Heh, thanks man." He begins to eat. Wolf sat across from him and picked at his food. "Fox, what happened last night?" "Hm?" Fox looks up with a mouth full of food. He covers his mouth. "You don't remember?" Wolf shook his head. Fox swallows. "Well I arrived and you ended up venting. You then put a movie in. You were drinking while you were watching and eventually fell asleep. I couldn't move you so I got you to lay down and made my way to your room. I kinda just sat on your bed creating some sketches and blueprints for a while. I eventually fell asleep. Nothing much happened really." "Oh, ok." Wolf then quietly began to eat. Later that day, Fox and Wolf started cleaning around the house. Wolf had gone around every room with a large bag, collecting empty beer bottles. When he'd finished he came to the garage with a large garbage bag full of bottles. When he walked back inside he sighed. "I guess I drink more than I thought." Fox said nothing. He rubbed his arm and looked at the ground silently. "Hey Fox," He looks up at Wolf. "Yeah?" "Thanks." Fox gives a small smile and nods. They made their way to the bedroom. Wolf had sat on the floor and pulled out a box. Inside where several wooden figures. "What're those?" Fox looked over. "Oh, these are just wooden carvings I made." Wolf then pulled out a piece of wood that looked to be half way carved. "You make these?" Wolf nods. "I just claw away pieces of wood. Eventually they turn to be something. I normally do this after a long night." Fox lays back and smiles before continuing his work from the previous night. A couple of hours go by and Fox eventually sits on the ground next to Wolf. As he sat down he noticed that the wood had taken form of him. "That supposed to be me?" Wolf covers the wood. "Heh, yeah. I've been trying to get a wooden carving of you for a while now. I've been wanting to give you one but I can't ever seem to get it to come out right." Fox smiles. "I think it looks great." Wolf smiles. He picks away a few more pieces of wood and then hands it to Fox. "Then here." Fox takes it. He places it in his bag. They sat quietly after Wolf put the box away. Wolf shuffled. "Kinda quiet, Huh?" "Yeah, it is just a little quiet." Wolf stands and walks to a radio. He places a disk in and then turns it up. Music began to play. Wolf then sat back down. "Better?" Fox nods. They sat awkwardly again. "Do you remember when we put a whole spoonful of mayo in Peppy's mouth?" Fox suddenly asked. Wolf chuckles. "Yeah. How could I not? It was a pretty great time." Wolf thought for a moment. "Do you remember when we "accidentally" shaved your dad's eyebrows off when he agreed to let us give him a hair cut?" Fox bursts out laughing. "Peppy still has those pictures." The two laugh and smile. Wolf and Fox spoke, bringing several memories up for a long while. There'd been a long pause after words. Fox pulled his tail over his legs and he pet it. He felt his face slightly warm and his ears go back. His voice became quiet as he spoke. "Do you remember when we were at Tony's party and we played truth or dare and you ended up kissing me?..." Wolf looked over at Fox surprised and said nothing. Fox continued to look at his tail. He could feel Wolf's eye on him. Wolf lay still and struggled to say anything. He then felt his face warm up. "Y-Yeah. I remember that..." Fox then slightly looks over at Wolf. They said nothing. Wolf then reached over and grab Fox by the chin. Fox's face warmed even more and he whispered, "Wolf?..." Wolf looked Fox's face over before leaning forward and pressing his lips to Fox's. Fox sat motionless. He let Wolf kiss him. Wolf then pulled away slowly. "Wolf..." "I-I'm Sorry. I don't know what got to me. I mean, I just...if you weren't expecting that I understand. I know you probably weren't–" Fox threw himself into Wolf's arms. Wolf sat in Fox's embrace. Fox pulls himself back. "Wolf I've been trying to tell you but I couldn't figure out how to. I've liked you for a while but I didn't think you'd feel the same. I-I thought you'd hate me if I ever said anything about it. I was so worried I'd lose you that I couldn't bring myself to...Do you...like me?" Wolf smiles bashfully. "Uh...Yeah. Heh. I can't see myself liking someone else." Fox blushes and sits back. Wolf grabs Fox by the chin once again and presses his lips into his again. He kissed more passionately and Fox kissed back. Before either of them knew it, Wolf had grabbed Fox and had him sit on his lap. They had begun to make out. Fox had broken the kiss not long after and stared at Wolf without a word. He takes the eyepatch off and looks Wolf in the eyes. "Wolf..."