It's bright and early when the Trap House pack wakes up, no longer in the mansion they called second home, but in the cabin they had been in every night of the full moon since they were bit. The cabin was what their inner wolves knew as their first home, their first pack house, their first den. There was a comfort within those walls that none of them could ever describe. A literal home was created in that cabin in the woods for those six werewolves.
This sudden decision to go to the cabin, without little warning, was made by Aaron, who had asked to go to the cabin for the weekend to escape L.A. and YouTube pressure and the pack agreed. It was more for their mental health and sanity as YouTubers that they chose it rather than anything else. And Sam was quite happy, still craving to have that first run with his mate in the woods around their cabin.
The first day in the cabin was normal, as if none of them had werewolf tendencies. Sam and Colby grabbed their room , as they always did, and set up their necessities. Once done, they settled into brain storming ideas for their next series on their joint channel, though it was hardly brain storming and more just an excuse for Sam to lay his head in Colby's lap as the Alpha stroked the blonde strands in complete silence, staring into each other's eyes. Elton and Corey had disappeared into their own room and were not seen again till dinner time, looking slightly disheveled. However, Aaron and Jake were speaking to each other in hushed voices in the living room. The seer Omega werewolf was sketching radically on a notebook as Jake glanced at it and then back up at Aaron with questions pouring from his lips. Ever since Aaron's vision, Jake had been trying to get as many answers as he could from the seer Omega.
That following morning, it was a different matter.
Colby wanted to run and do a perimeter search; his Alpha wolf inside him craving to make sure they were truly safe, though Colby partially blames Sam for wanting to watch a horror movie together before going to bed. It's around 5 am and the sun is just starting to ignite the sky. Colby can see it turning a navy blue through the open window of the cabin and glances down at the sleeping Omega in his arms. Sam is so peaceful like this, a sight that Colby hasn't really seen on his face since they were all bitten and is glad to know of it. Yet, the Alpha wolf cries to go out into the woods in Colby's mind and he listens. Shaking the Omega, Colby whispers in his ear, trying to wake him up. Sam sighs and moans, raising a hand to clutch at Colby's wrist, pulling the Alpha's arm under him, coddling it. The Omega falls deeper into the mattress and Colby shakes him again. He cries out in annoyance before cracking an eye open.
"What, Colbs?" Sam's voice is low and groggy as he tries to wake up.
"Come on a run with me," Colby states, pulling away from the Omega and taking the covers with him.
Sam whimpers and crawls into himself as the warm covers and the Alpha's body heat suddenly disappear at once. He is blasted with cold air that makes his skin crawl with goosebumps, "COLBYYYY!" he whines out.
"Come on Sam," Colby smiles brightly, grabbing a pair of sweatpants and an old XPLR sweatshirt from his side of the dresser. He glances back as he pulls on his pants to see Sam staring at him with sleepy eyes, sprawled out practically naked (save for a pair of tight boxer-briefs) on their bed.
Sam sighs, "Why me?"
Colby throws the XPLR sweatshirt at Sam, thinking he would look better in it anyway (though it is mainly his Alpha wolf that wants the Omega to be covered in his scent more-so-than-anything), "Makes me feel better knowing you're beside me."
Sam chortles a bit, "If I didn't know what age we were, I would say we are an old married couple."
Colby laughs, leaning down to grab one of his 'Take Chances' hoodies, a pale blue color, "You mean we weren't an old married couple before all of this?"

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☽ Howl ☾ [ SOLBY AU ] ✔
FanfictionIt happened when they were out exploring the supposedly haunted forest a few weeks after their trip to the Stanley Hotel. Colby remembers pain, flesh being ripped from his bones. Now, there still is pain, but it is now a sort of comfort to him like...