jealousy

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jealousy

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The two, one gallantly strolling, and the other practically waddling with a phone in hand, simply walk together, on their way to the nearby café.

They glance at eachother frequently, making fluffy small chat while the taller occasionally quietly sighs at the smaller's clinging to his phone. At least he's happy with it.

At the café, they take their seats.

"Ah, Danny, where are you going?" Penfold asks lightly.

Danger Mouse looks in his direction. "Ah, I'll be right back, don't worry."

"But where are you going –" and then DM was off. Penfold simply sighs and carries on with his scrolling.

Not too long later, Penfold gasps lightly as a rough voice speaks close-by.

"Hey there, sweet-stuff."

The compliment has his fur on end, and makes a hint of pink rise to his face. Penfold spins around, before stopping on a wolf looking right at him. His large, grey form at first scares the hamster, but he calms at the sight of a relaxed face contrasted with the fierce form. Can't be helped.

"Ah, uh...m...hello there?" Penfold greets shyly.

"Shy, huh? Heheheh. Name's Stanley." the wolf greets back.

The much smaller hamster adjusts his glasses. "I'm...I'm Ernest. Though I'm mostly referred to as my last name, Pe-enfold..."

"Ernest, huh? Guess I'll call ya Ernie!" Stanley replies with a toothy smirk.

' This man is definitely flirting with me...badly...though, how do I tell him...that I'm already in a relationship? ' Penfold thinks to himself.

Speak of the devil, just as Penfold looks up, he hears a familiar shout.

"Hey! Penfold! Who's that?"

This "Stanley" looks down at the hamster with a mildly worried expression. "That yer...brother?"

Penfold groans to himself. "No..." sounding a bit irritated. "That's my BOYFRIEND. My HUSBAND."

"Oh...shit... " and the wolf waves awkwardly before dashing off.

Penfold has little time to process what in the hell just happened before that very husband walks up to him, expression intense, and questions–
"Who was that?"

The smaller sweats a bit. He can tell DM is doing his best to keep a firey anger from bursting through, but why is he getting so worked up over some flirtation?

"Danny, he was just flirting –"

"FLIRTING?!"

The hamster jumps at the shout, and is quick to respond with a "Yes. And?" with a subtle grimace at his lover acting like this.

"How–he–UGH...!!" DM babbles, fury becoming visible, and smacking a paw over his hand.

"I know, I know," with a sigh. "We'll talk about it when we get home."

Penfold knows DM isn't to blame for his not-too-subtle jealously. He knows. But there needs to be a stop, somehow, to this. Especially in public...