Falling, Fallen (BoyXBoy) ✓ [COMPLETED]

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

"Fuck..." I stated quietly, but still getting the attention of Jerick. He glanced down at me, raising a curious eyebrow.

"What's wrong little one"? He asked while cocking his head to me. I locked eyes with him for a second, before I looked back down at the floor.

"I don't have any clothes to change into for breakfast". I said hopelessly. Jerick narrowed his stare on me, then looked back up into space, as if in deep thought.

"I'll lend you some clothing while you're here, hun". He said, being more hopeful than me. I looked up at him, then down at my body.

"Bish! You're like... ten times my size"! I exclaimed, emphasizing our size difference with my hand to his chest. He let out a deep, guttural laugh and rubbed my hair gently, making me shiver.

"It's not like anyone's gonna care". He shrugged, as we turned a corner and headed to an unfamiliar room. "Is this your room"? I asked as he opened the door for us to look inside.

"Yes", he nodded, while we both walked inside. I flopped onto his bed, making an exaggerated posture in the process.

He chuckled deeply. "Sooo graceful".

I nodded back at him in agreement while crunching my eyes closed.

"You see that closet over there"? He pointed toward a door in the corner of the room, as my eyes followed. "There's some outfits in there, if you care to take a look... there's also a bathroom with a shower, where you can freshen up".

I noticed, and smiled at his sincere generosity. He's been so nice to me. I know we just met, but dang... he's some fuckin' boyfriend material.

I opened his closet and noticed a smorgasbord of outfits. I gasped in complete amazement. "Is this all yours"? I asked in amazement.

"Yep"! I heard him say .

"Dannggg! You could run a clothing store out of this room"! I exclaimed, but exaggerated.

I heard him laugh in the background.

Most of Jerick's selection were rather.... feminine oddly enough. I ignored the thought and moved down another aisle, shifting through the types of fabrics and styles.

Something caught my eye. I turned over to a pair of black leather pants. I picked it up to check it out, put it to my waist.

There was a black, button-up shirt on another rack close to where I found the pants. "Perfect". I whispered, pairing the outfit together. I swore I heard a snicker in the other room.

I may or may not have forgotten that werewolves have heightened senses, such as hearing.

I found my way back to the the opening to Jerick's room. He was laying on his bed, reading a magazine, waiting for me to be done.

He looked up at me and smiled lightly, then glanced down to his watch. "Jeez that only took you like ten years". He laughed out sarcastically as I set the outfit onto the bed.

"Did you find what you're looking for"? Jerick asked, looking up from his magazine at the spot I placed the clothing.

I nodded in agreement with his question.