The Wolf's Red Apple

Chapter 8: Understand

Since the matter of the cut they both didn't talk to eachother again. Rather to say that Farkas didn't talk to Piros. Didn't make the slightest effort to. Everytime Piros spoke to Farkas, the Wolf would just nod, shrug, or just leave, leaving the poor Red confused and insecure. The boy thought he did something wrong and blamed himself for it, but in reality it was Farkas.
That night, when he got the urges to devour the Red, he couldn't forget it. He was scared he would do so one day out of need. So he tried to ignore the young Red, ignore him as much as he could. It all made Angela mad, extremely, she couldn't handle it, and she knew she had to do something about it.
"Alright! That's it!" Angela said as she slammed her hands, pushing herself up, looking mighty and determine.
"You two will have the whole house for yourselves today! Rahel and I will go out of the woods to buy food and supplies!" She said and grabbed a cloak and a basket. "When we come back, you both better be talking and stop this ignoring game." She left and behind her Rahel followed and left, but not before wiggling and taunting Farkas.

Once the door slammed shut, Farkas dropped his head on the kitchen table, a loud 'bang!' came as a result. Piros stared at him and then down at the mocha cup he was holding. He sat down infront of Farkas ready to start the conversation. The Wolf looked up after a few seconds and met the Red's eyes.
"So tell me... What's been bothering you?" said the Red with a soft voice as usual. The Wolf stared at his lips as he placed them on his cup and drank his coffee.
"You."
"I know I have been a bother to you, I understand." No he didn't. He didn't understand that he drove the Wolf crazy, he didn't understand how he felt that night. That he wanted to take a bite out of him and he didn't even felt anything towards him. "But, if you need anything, if you want me to do something for you," he stretched out his hand and placed his fingertips over Farkas' fingertips, "You can tell me." and so he smiled.

The Wolf took his words and thought, now he knew what to do.
"Let's go to... Our room." Saying "our" instead of "mine" still gave Farkas a sour taste. The Red nodded and went up into their room, shutting the door behind him once they were both in the room. Farkas stared out one of the windows and Piros just sat down on the bed.
"I think... You've seen it already... The way that how at times, I'm just not myself..." The male said with a low yet hear-able voice.
"Yes... At times you even call me 'Eva', the first Red's name." Farkas nod at Piros' words and turned around.
"This is something I can't control, just as I can't control my instincts and urges..." He walked towards the Red and caressed the boy's cut with his pointing finger, "And I lied last time... Your cut wasn't a bug, it was just an urge that I-" The Red took Farkas' hand and stood up.
"If you don't want to, then don't tell me. I understand and I know that you isn't you. It's okay, once you feel comfortable enough, you can tell me." Piros smiled. Farkas just stared at him blankly, he thought the Red was gonna react more negative and prepared himself for that.

"Thank you..." Farkas whispered. They both stared into eachother's eyes. There wasn't that much distance between them, which made the tension grow. Farkas' breathing was somewhat heavy and the quick motion of biting the inside of his lip made Piros realize what was happening to the Wolf's instinct and mind. He wasn't scared, just slightly clueless on how to react, but he knew that was gonna becone part of his life sooner or later.
"I-" Farkas' was interrupted by sudden thunder and crash of rain agaisnt their room's window. The loud sound rang and it could be compared to the Wolf's heartbeat in that moment. Piros leaned his head back, giving the Wolf a better view of his lips and letting him know it was okay with him whatever he had in mind. Farkas leaned over the young male's body, his posture was intimidating. He rested his forehead against the Red's forehead and stared at his lips.

"I'm not afraid..." whispered the Red.
Farka's lips were quivering, he slightly opened his mouth as to say something more than once. His hand reached the Red's chin and he caressed his lower lip, "I am... Just afraid of the results." He took the Red's face with both of his hands and took a deep breath. "Listen, Red... I don't wish to do something with someone which I don't love... I don't want my instincts and desires to rule over me in this kind of moment..." He said with closed eyes.

Piros just stared at his eyelashes and smiled. He stood up on his toes and kissed the Wolf's eyelids, "I understand, but just know that I'm ready for anything. I just want you to accept me." He whispered and took the Wolf's hand from his face and into his hands again, placing them by Farkas' side. "I'm happy you tried to tell me what was troubling you. You can trust me with anything, even if we don't know eachother for that long, I'm gonna be here for you, Farkas. Just say my name and I'll extend a hand." Piros took a step back to let the Wolf relax and calm down his instinct. Farkas started at him and for the first time, he smiled with honesty.
"Thank you... Piros."