I thought I'd contribute to the meme a lil' bit, but in a wholesome way, in contrast to my other writing. So nothing sexual or remotely lewd, just innocent reader (I tried to keep gender ambiguous) x werewolf snuggles.
Enjoy!

Werewolf BF

It’s three AM, you’re still driving home. Work had you stay late, and just because one bridge was out, you had to drive a half-hour out of your way to get back. When you pull into your driveway, you stagger out of your car and shuffle off towards your house. The door is already unlocked by the time you twist the key. Your body leans into the door, and it takes some effort to keep from falling over when you step inside.

You throw your jacket on the floor, and keys on the counter. The keys knock something over, and it crashes to the floor. You’ll sort it out in the morning, you tell yourself. You turn on a dim light as you feel around for a plastic cup, but it only ends up burning your retinas. To your right there’s a noise, but you’re too busy to look. At this point, you’re giving up on pretty much everything as the cups you’re feeling around for fall all over the kitchen floor.

You stand there in defeat for a few seconds, and your mind begins to drift. Your legs give out, and you feel yourself fall, but you never actually hit the floor. Instead, you’ve fallen back into something soft. Prying your eyelids open, you see red eyes reflecting in the dim light, a wet nose, and a fuzzy snout.

Oh right, you forgot he was staying here.

The werewolf, staring down at you with that inquisitive look he wears so well, picks you up, and carries you through the house. As he cradles you, you nestle into the extra-soft fluff on his chest. It smells great, kind of like the outdoors just before a rainstorm.

You’re about to nod off again, but are then placed on your bed. The werewolf looks you over for a second before pulling the sheets up over your shoulder. Satisfied with his work, he walks back out of the room, as softly as possible. A few moments pass, and while you can no longer open your eyes, you are quite aware of any sounds in the room.

You can hear your alarm-clock ticking away, and soon, you hear your door gently squeak as it opens again. As the footsteps progress from your door to your bed, you hear the sound of ice-cubes in a glass cup. There’s a soft *thunk* from the nightstand to your right, along with the chime of ice against glass.

A couple moments pass, and there’s a pressure on the bed to your right. The bedsprings creak a bit, and the sheets are pulled back. You shiver a little, wondering why he pulled the sheets off, but that thought is pushed aside when you feel him slide into bed next to you. He then grabs your arms gently, and wraps them around his chest. The covers are then pulled back up, and you cuddle up to your fuzzy partner, once again nuzzling his chest fluff. Just before you drift off, the werewolf puts a wet kiss right on the middle of your forehead. He ruffles your hair, and holds you tight against him. You wish you could stay like this forever, you think to yourself, and finally drift off to sleep.

You awaken the next morning, around ten AM. It appears your partner has shifted in the night, leaving him the little spoon of the couple. A smile crosses your face as you stroke his head, and he mumbles something nonsensical in his sleep. He must have been up so late last night simply waiting on you, which makes him grade A+ boyfriend material, you think to yourself. You get up from your bed and leave him to his dreaming, but not before leaning over to give him a peck on the cheek.