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I was currently sitting on Gabe's couch munching on an apple, scrolling through the channels, I couldn't find anything.

I groaned.

"Gabe!" I called loudly.

"Mhmm?"

Okay so have you ever heard of a werewolf dying of a heart attack? Because I nearly did.

I swiveled around in the couch to see Gabe leaning casually in the doorway like he didn't just try to kill me.

You see, I thought he was in the shower so when I heard him answer so close to me, of course I nearly screamed bloody murder.

And judging by the smirk he was sporting he knew what he had done.

I was clutching my chest,

"How long have you been there?" I asked skeptically.

"Mhmm, five, fifteen minutes, I don't know I lost count."

I gave him an incredulous look.

"Lost count... Lost count! Gabe I nearly had a heart attack!"

He smirked.

The idiot smirked!

"Werewolves don't have heart attacks." He said smugly.

I threw my apple at him.

The nerve he had making a joke out of my near death experience, okay maybe I was exaggerating but he didn't have to know that.

Imagine my expression when he caught the apple in his hand then bit into it while sauntering up to me.

He had on a pair low riding sweatpants, and a white singlet that hang loosely.

He'd lost weight.

He had shaved his face and washed his hair that was currently dripping on the floor and running down his neck into the towel he had slung around it.

He had walked over and taken a seat next to me, taking the remote he started flipping through the channels. The apple still in his mouth, since he had sunk his teeth inside while using one hand to channel surf and the other was drying his hair with the towel.

I was still gaping at him, and he finally noticed me when he had glanced at me briefly before doing a swift double take.

"Whash?" He asked, he sounded weird since he still had my apple in between his lips.

"You're eating my apple." I said crossing my arms.

His eyes widened.

He slowly put the remote down, his other hand still rubbing his hair, but slowly now.

He pulled the apple from his lips, "But you threw it away!"

"No, I threw it at you, it was supposed to hit you, but since it didn't I want it back."

He narrowed his eyes at me,
"No this one tastes good, its sweeter than the others, trust me I know, because the others are sour."

"That's because they are green apples." I said throwing my hands in the air exasperated.

"Plus,.." I added with a smirk "that one has my spit on it?"

He stared me in the eyes and took a huge bite out of the apple before handing it to me.

"Fine, take it, but now it has my spit on it." He crossed his arms and leaned back in the couch smirking at me.

I took it and took a huge bite leaning back on the couch too, looking straight ahead at the TV.

When nothing happened for a while I glanced at him he was staring at me mouth slightly opened, of course he didn't expect me to eat it, I tried not to smirk.

"Are you gonna just sit there or are we watching Friends tonight ?" I said in an innocent voice.

He blinked twice then cleared his throat, before switching channels again.

***

Halfway through the episode I found myself enclosed in Gabe's arms. His back was against one end of the couch's arm and my back was against his chest, our legs were tangled and stretched out towards the other end of the couch. My head was on in the crook of his neck and he had rested his head against mine.

Our breathing was really loud compared to the soft sound coming from the TV, we were so close that his every breath sent shivers down my spine. I was comfortable and nothing else mattered.

"Hey..." Gabe whispered "are you asleep?"

"Yes," I mumbled.

I felt him chuckling, and heard it softly in my ear.

"Are you hungry, I could get pizza if you want."

"Yes but no." I said softly.

His aftershave coupled with his warmth and soft voice was lulling me to sleep.

And I didn't want to move just yet.

He sighed softly, his breath fanning my neck, and I shivered again.

He stiffened slightly, but I felt it,

"Are you cold?" He whispered.

"A little," I lied.

He wrapped his arms tighter around me.

I tried really hard to pretend that his every action didn't touch and affect me deeply but I failed miserably since a sigh left my lips.

I yawned to cover it up.

"Come let's go feed you,"

He said shifting behind me, I groaned, not wanting to have him go so far for pizza, since the pizza place was close to center of the pack's town.

He must have sensed this since he added

"I'll just heat up some of Caleb's mother's casserole, she brought some over yesterday."

I nodded. But still didn't move.

I swear his aftershave has some crazy brain numbing effects. Because I felt crazy lazy right now.

I finally summoned enough brain cells to order my body to move and I scooted over a little. Gabe got up, and I closed my eyes trying to get used to the absence of his warmth. I was just in the middle of deciding that this wasn't the same when I was hoisted up against his chest so I could wrap my legs around him.

I did and he carried me to the kitchen, got the food popped it in microwave then put me down on the counter , so he could stand between my legs and I could still bury my face in his neck.

I was very aware that this wasn't what just friends did, but I think we made a silent pact to not think too much about it. I was  too tired to think about it. I haven't been sleeping and my mind is just catching up with my body.

Somewhere in the background, behind the sound of Gabe's and mine heart beat and our breathing I heard the microwave beep.

I gripped Gabe's shirt tighter, I didn't want to move just yet.

Sometime after there was a blur of Gabe feeding me. I didn't even know what type of casserole it was, since all my senses were too busy focusing on him. He took me to bed.

His bed, judging by his sudden strong scent that bombarded my senses.

I was aware that Gabe had crawled into bed with me and I mumbled out a weak

"We shouldn't."

While my body traitorously scooted over to his warmth.

"Shh, its okay, sleep." He mumbled.

Its amazing how he seemed to be able to wash away all my insecurities just with the sound of his voice.

Suddenly all was right in the world, and every moment apart seemed worth it, after all didn't they all build up this?

Sighing I buried my face in his chest before mumbling a goodnight.

Smiling when he mumbled in that other language I didn't know that still managed to reassure me even if I don't know what he said.

For the first time in three weeks, I fell asleep smiling.

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This was such a roller coaster ride 😂
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