My Hidden Wolf |:| Bunny SP Werewolf Au |:|

8

When I got home Karen was the only one who seemed to care I was gone. Apparently I had made an appointment that I failed to attend. I explained to her that I was at a friend's house.

"Was it Craig's house?" She asked.

"No it was someone else's." I replied.

"Kyle's? Cartman's?" She pried.

"No..."

"Then who was it?"

"Butters."

"You never told me about this one."

"This one?"

"Who is he?"

"Well he's not like my other friends. He's less vulgar, and he's really kind."

"What does he look like?" She asks leaning forward, seeming interested in him more than my other friends.

"Why do you want to know so much about him?"

"What does he look like?" She repeats more persistent this time.

"Geez, don't like to answer questions much, huh?" Karen urges me to continue and I sigh before talking. "Well he has blonde hair and blue eyes. One of his eyes has a scar from fourth grade though." Karen giggles as if she remembered something.

"That's what you almost got in trouble for." She said cheerfully.

"Yeah, luckily Cartman's a dumbass and ended up naked in front of the whole town."

"Hey! Cursing." She scolded me.

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, I know." She waved her hand for me to continue. "Well I don't know what else to say about him." I excuse. She gives me a doubting gaze so I just ramble on about his appearance.

"So you like him?" Karen teased.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Everything you said you about him makes you sound like a gushy fanboy." She giggled.

My face turned red. Does my sister know more about my love life than I do? What the fuck. I panic and decide to change the subject by teasing her. "Yeah? What about Tricia?"

Now it's her turn to panic, but alas all I get is a, "Yeah, what about her?"

"You like her don't you?" I ask.

"Yeah, and?"

Fuck.

"I'm going to bed." I say sulking off to my room.

As I lay on my more than broken mattress I huff layers of dust and rethink on what Karen said. Do I really like Butters like that. His smile is cute, and his eyes are like staring at the sky. Especially the clouded one. His hair would be so nice to ruffle as well, just like a dog's.

I think I do like him. How do I approach this?

I'll tell him. He already likes me so it will be easy right?

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School the next day was a mess. I was a nervous wreck even though it was almost a given that Butters would accept my confession. I'm supposed to be the suave cool seducer goddammit.

During lunch Scott tried to pick a fight with me again. He's probably learned from his old cable sitcoms anyway. It seems like he learned his lesson with trying to bite me, so I brushed him off.

After school ended Butters had asked me to come to his house so that was a score for me. While we were walking I decided subtly hit on him. "Hey Leo, those are nice clothes. They would look better on my floor though."

He looks at me with confusion and I realized I fucked it up already. "As a rug? I dont think that would work that well Kenny." He laughed so innocently. My face flushed and I just awkwardly laughed it off as well.

When we got to his house I waved to his mom and she smiled back at me. Butters urged me upstairs as I followed him. We sat on his bed while he got closer and examined my nose.

He was so close I could see his eyes glimmer with concentration. He rubbed his thumb over the bandage like tape on it while I winced a bit.

"Sorry are you okay?" He shot back.

"Can I kiss you?" I blurt. Oh fuck. What the fuck did I just say? Why the fuck did i say that. Butters looks at me surprised. He then smiles.

"Do you finally like me back?" He said. "Of course we can kiss dumb dumb."

I lean forward and he pecks me on the lip. "Is that all?" I ask.

"Can we... Cuddle?" He says innocently, almost like it's a shameful thing to ask. I nod and he throws his arms around me. When I go to pat his head and I feel his ears. I rub his ears between my fingers and he seems to be... affected by it. I pet his tail as well and this seems to do something as well. He must be sensitive in these places.

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A/N smut? Okay bye.