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I'm back writing about Wanderer! Yes, yes, it's been a year since I wrote it but this reunion scene is too emotional for me to anyhow write.
My commissions are open, click the link to find out more: https://slime-marmot-dda.notion.sit.....0d8d97b89ed1ec
Will go more in depth about how I feel about Wanderer and more on that in a journal. But for now, I'm excited to say that this reunion scene is completed. I really really missed writing these two of my OCs and I truly wanted to write more of them in the future. Maybe chapter 7 will come out soon as a slice of life scene but this current chapter is like a mid season finale type of story for me personally. I do have plans to write one shots now that there isn't much work to do.
Of course there's gonna be more gambling. Like a gambling TF furry story omg how hawt would that be? Like imagine each chip you gamble you lose, you get a new trait. And the changes accelerates for each time you lose. 2 parter to watch out for lol.
Anyways, thank you guys for reading this!!!
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I was scared.
With my paws rapidly rushing towards our room, my heart kept slamming against my chest. No, it would be fine… James promised me. He saved my life, surely he could save hers right?
Taking a right turn, my ribbons pushed against the wall, propelling me further ahead. She was fine. She had to be fine. Scenes of that bullet flying right through her head played on repeat. I shook my head. If only my ribbons could protect her from them.
Passer-bys all shot me a glance while I ran between their legs. My doubts multiplied by the second. What if she died? What if that was it for her? Tears brimmed around my eyes. No. This couldn’t be the end for her.
Finally, I was in the inn. Sprinting up the stairs, my adrenaline wore off at its peak. My legs began to cramp, causing me to limp towards our room. My ribbons dragged me along the walls. At this point, all I could hear was my heartbeat.
As I panted, the sickening rhythm added to the chaos within me. Please, please, please let her be fine. If she died…what do I do? I was the one who was supposed to be dead. Not her. She was strong and passionate about her dreams while I… I’m just a living ghost.
Soon after, I reached. My paws went cold, standing right in front of the room. A sign that James did his Yil circuits. My ribbons reached out for the knob and slammed the door open, “James, is June alright?” while I let my tongue out to pant.
In a split second, I turned to notice the larger Zoroark, “Eh?”
I blushed red from seeing his nutsack causing James to laugh. My tears fell with me stepping towards him. Was this June? Was she saved? My vision began to blur into darkness as a smile rose from my face.
He grabbed me with his arms, just as the sounds in my mind silenced themselves. She was safe now. She was alive.
When I woke up, I found myself lying on the bed, underneath the thick blankets. Pink fur covering every inch of the pillows. Right. I wasn’t an Eevee now. But a very feminine-looking Sylveon. My cheeks burned red, noticing how my six breasts lined up.
I glanced over at the ribbons, now acting as my hands. The hole that the bullet left recovered but it left a scar behind. At least, I didn’t need to use my paws to open doors now. Shifting my attention to my ears, I blushed once again. Why did my body have to be so pink?
“Oh finally you’re up,” A warm deep voice echoed through the room.
I turned to face the voice. Glancing back was a Zoroark, who sat beside the bed; his eyes now glowing blue. There’s a certain weariness that accompanied his comment.
“Ve-Ah shit, wrong word.”
“Cut the bullshit, Olivia. Or should I say, Oliver?” His voice now harsher, “When were you going to tell me this? Or are you going to keep this as a secret forever?”
“June I-”
“It’s Juro now,” He tapped against his flat chest, “I thought you knew about this.”
I averted my eyes from him, “Well, I wasn’t completely sure about it...”
“Nevermind that, just answer my questions, Oliver.”
“Just call me Olivia like you usually do,” I cleared my throat. This day had been looming on my mind for the past few months as I imagined how I would break the news to him. All the words that I wanted to say were clogged in my throat. How do I even explain myself?
Just looking at him pained me. His betrayed expression. His eyes were about to cry from any word that I said. I caused this. And now what do I do?
I let out a sigh, mentally bracing myself for his reaction. He deserved to know everything. If he wanted to punish or leave me, what was there for me to do? It hurts so much but my feelings didn’t matter here.
“Let me start from the beginning. Do you remember the first time we met? How I had so many scars and was limping around.”
“What does that have to do with this?” I pouted, causing him to scratch against his head before answering, “Yes, I do remember that. You were in some corner reading books while everyone else was playing. When I tried to invite you, you brushed me off like a bug.”
“Then you continued to cling onto me, didn’t you? Like a mosquito who wouldn’t go away.”
He chuckled, “Yeah, it took me weeks before you actually joined us. I remembered how I had to support you just to play with us.”
“Why do you think I had all these scars?”
An awkward silence filled the room. He fidgeted with his new paws, trying to find the words, “I didn’t think much about it. Only assume that you were just born this way. I didn’t want to pry into it too deeply, especially with how guarded you are with the topic.”
My ribbons wrapped around his shivering paws, trying to comfort him. He rubbed his soft fur against my ribbons. The mood lightened up a little; I just hoped this wouldn’t freak him out too much, “Guess this was a good time to say. I wasn’t born this way. Maybe one day I’ll tell you all of it in detail but to put it simply, I lost a gamble and had my body harvested. Mostly muscle tissue and some bone marrow. Think I lost a kidney as well.”
Instinctually, I shivered. The same scenes playing within my mind. How I lost Dad. How I lost Mum. How I couldn’t save any one of them. I closed my eyes as my ribbons tried to cover my ears. Not this again. Not this- A sudden touch from Juro grounded me. His eyes softened a little. With a simple lift, he carried me into his embrace. My ribbons clung around his neck, as he chuckled, “Damn, you’re so much smaller than me now. How are you feeling now? Better?”
I nodded as I dived into his chest. His scent still remained the same while he shared his warmth with me. Been so long since I imagined talking to him directly. Reminded me of the times in the orphanage, “Thanks. So over the years although I was becoming more active, my health took a turn for the worse. I think when I turned 15, I was coughing out blood almost every night in secret.”
“Wait, why didn’t you tell me or the director? I’m sure there’s some docto-”
“He knew. He tried to help me but all the doctors that we met claimed that I had no cure,” I shifted a little to the side, “According to them, it’s a miracle that I had lived so long.”
“But…” Tears streamed down his face, “That’s not fair,” Tugging against my heart strings, he reminded me of myself in the past. My younger self that sobbed at night silently about this fate. For the first few visits, I still had hope that I was young. That I could bounce back. Nah, that never happened. Not while I was a human.
“And so I kept this as a secret. I didn’t want you to know about it. I mean, look at you now. You’re crying so much and this is after I recovered from it. What would you have done when I told you the truth in the past?”
He wiped his tears, before raising his voice, “But still!” My tail froze, “How could you not tell me? Aren’t we friends, Olivia?”
My ribbons returned to me. I opened my muzzle but no words could escape. What do I even say here? That I’m sorry? Or that I was intending to keep this a secret for the rest of my life? He brushed against my back; his rougher black fur against my softer pink ones. A tender reminder of how much he cared.
“Do you not trust me?” He asked.
“Of course, I trust you. But…”
“But what?”
I sighed, “If… if I had told you this before, what would you have done?”
“I would stick with you as much as possible. Why do you ask?”
“What about your dream that you had? Would you still have continued it?”
He fell silent.
Holding back my tears, I tried to shift the topic, “Fortunately, I had one last attempt of saving myself. Xerneas was sighted within the forest after all.”
“Was that why you went back to the forest, claiming to find the shiny?”
I shook my head, “Nah, a little more complicated than that. So after Xerneas was spotted, I tried my luck to find it. Think I tried countless days only to find nothing. Instead, I witnessed a human changing into a Victini.”
“Wait, don’t tell me,” He opened his mouth, covering it with one of his paws, “You did that instead?”
A sheepish expression emerged from my face. I quickly snuggled into his chest, hiding it, “Well, that seems like the logical conclusion. I just had to find some leeway to preserve my mind and I could live longer,” My shoulders shrugged up. To be fair, what other options did I have? Either die as a human or live as a Pokemon.
“And you couldn’t tell me this?”
“Well there’s a high chance of me dying here or just losing my mind. Acting like some feral Pokemon in the wild.”
“And you’re fine with that?”
“No, not really…”
The room went quiet again. He pinched between the temples of his eyes, trying to find the words to say. As he continued to think, his eyes watered up. Yeah, I deserve all of this. If he wanted to leave me forever, I’m fine with that. I betrayed his trust, leaving him all behind. I shunned my eyes from his, leaping back to the bed.
A chilly wind blew in as my ribbons covered me in the blanket. The rhythm of my heart began to stir; first with a knock then a barrage of kicks. Was it too selfish of me to say that I didn’t want to lose him again?
“Olivia, do you remember the time where we played hide and seek? And somehow you were made to be the seeker.”
“Yeah, I remember that. I was still using crutches to move around, wasn’t I? Still managed to find most people.”
He paused before saying, “Remember how you found me?”
“Right, you were the hardest to find,” I chuckled. My memories drifting back to that very scene. By that point, I had found everyone except for Juro. We were playing in the forest (before it became cursed) and I was still limping around pathetically.
The others and I tried to continue our search. But as the hours passed and the afternoon turned to dusk, the rest of them were convinced that Juro had returned to the orphanage. Only I didn’t believe that. He wasn’t like that after all.
And so while I was starving, everyone else had left me behind. They probably were finding a reason to ditch me behind anyway. Tapping against the trees, bug type Pokemon scrambled away.
Took me an hour just to mark out all of the trees in the region. My body ached as I limped around. A sneaking voice whispered on how stupid I was to continue this search. But I silenced it out, knowing his personality. He was a stickler of rules where he constantly will go by the books (even if he wasn’t the best at it).
My vision was blurring out as the other Pokemon started to emerge. Now tired, hungry and numb, I sighed.
I leaned against a tree, thinking about where he could be. A certain fear started to take hold of me, realizing the consequences. Two orphans inside the woods filled with Pokemon was a recipe for disaster. And by this point, I couldn’t walk back alone to get help. Within my panic, I pieced together the answer, digging through the roots of a certain tree.
There, I found him. Shivering and crying. The rest of the memories were a fuzz as he supported me out of there, “Why did you bring this up, Juro?”
“Before that day, I had always thought of you as pitiful. As a disabled person that needed a hero to save him. But that day was when I started seeing you as a friend.”
I raised my eyebrow, “What are you trying to say?”
“I’m saying that,” His voice tightened up, “Tha… that it hurts… To think that my clo…closest frie…friend didn’t tell me anything.”
“Bu-”
“Couldn’t you have told me your plan? Or when you’re going to die? I thought we had each other’s back. Where it's going to be the world against the two of us. Was I the only one who wanted that?”
His eyes puffed up a little, “Her…here I thought that we were going to be together on this journey. Two of us… against the world. Was I the only one who believed… in that?”
I couldn’t stop the waterfall of tears. Memories of the past resurfacing as I raised my voice, “I wanted that as well! But… What else could I do? This shitty body just couldn’t keep up! And I don’t know what I can do! What? Let you be chained to this dying man? You des-”
“What if I wanted that?”
“Huh?”
“What if I wanted to throw my dreams away just for you?” Both of us were now in tears as he continued, “Do you have any idea how hard it is without you? Countless nights, I’ve been dreaming about you. Imagining what I would say if we met. Wondering if you were still even alive or just messing with me…” Suddenly, he chuckled, “And to find out that you were always by my side. It fucking hurts.”
“I’m sor-”
“And I don’t know. I hate you for doing this but at the same time,” He brushed against my fur, “I can’t help but feel so relieved. That yo…you’re here again,” His voice cracked, “Please don’t leave me again…”
Ah. My tears just wouldn't stop running. I didn’t think it would hurt this much. All this time, I believed I was a burden on him. A parasite that he took pity on. I didn’t know… this is how he truly felt. That he would even want me.
I tried to wipe my tears off my fur. Guilt swung by as my body warmed up. Why did I try to do everything on my own? Why was I so scared of letting him know me? I gripped against the bed. Emotions running ever so high now.
There, the words came naturally. With my head hung low, I said, “I…i… I’m so sorry, Juro. I didn’t mea…mean to hurt you. I thought that you could final…finally be free once I’m gone.”
I opened my eyes, scared to see his expression. Afraid it wasn’t enough. Instead, he nodded his head, relaxing a little. Was that a smile I spotted?
“Be free?”
He stood up, flicking my nose, “What’s the point of being free without you by my side?”
Brushing against my chin, he continued with a grin on his face, “And I’m not trapped with you, silly. I chose to be with you.”
His words made my heart skip a beat. Isn’t that a confession? I didn’t think he felt this way… Softening his voice to a whisper, he muttered “Plus, who… could forget about their first crush?”
“Huh, you had a crush on me?” I leaned back from the recoil, “But when did this happen? Or what about Eric? You were crying buckets when he left.”
He nodded, his cheeks burning red, “C’mon, Eric was just a really good friend. The first one I had when I entered the orphanage. Nevermind that. The bottom line is, if you still see me as a friend, could you stop hiding your secrets? And don’t leave me like that again. Please.”
“I promise,” I bit my lips as my ribbons pulled him closer. Looking him in the eye, I said, “I promise there won’t be secrets between us and I won’t leave you again.”
“I swear I’ll never forgive you if you do this stunt again.”
I nodded, before chuckling, “You know this sounds like a confession of sorts.”
“Do you want it to be?”
Now it was my turn to blush as I gazed at his face. My heart pounded just from his warm eyes. Was this really happening?
Gathering my courage, I leaned forward and kissed him on the lips - a short one. We both laughed immediately after; warmth rushed to our cheeks within the haze of euphoria.
Just as I was about to fall, he wrapped his paws around my body. It morphed into a tight embrace where we could hear each other's heartbeat,“Welcome back, Olivia.”
My commissions are open, click the link to find out more: https://slime-marmot-dda.notion.sit.....0d8d97b89ed1ec
Will go more in depth about how I feel about Wanderer and more on that in a journal. But for now, I'm excited to say that this reunion scene is completed. I really really missed writing these two of my OCs and I truly wanted to write more of them in the future. Maybe chapter 7 will come out soon as a slice of life scene but this current chapter is like a mid season finale type of story for me personally. I do have plans to write one shots now that there isn't much work to do.
Of course there's gonna be more gambling. Like a gambling TF furry story omg how hawt would that be? Like imagine each chip you gamble you lose, you get a new trait. And the changes accelerates for each time you lose. 2 parter to watch out for lol.
Anyways, thank you guys for reading this!!!
Navigation:
<<< PREV | FIRST | NEXT >>>
I was scared.
With my paws rapidly rushing towards our room, my heart kept slamming against my chest. No, it would be fine… James promised me. He saved my life, surely he could save hers right?
Taking a right turn, my ribbons pushed against the wall, propelling me further ahead. She was fine. She had to be fine. Scenes of that bullet flying right through her head played on repeat. I shook my head. If only my ribbons could protect her from them.
Passer-bys all shot me a glance while I ran between their legs. My doubts multiplied by the second. What if she died? What if that was it for her? Tears brimmed around my eyes. No. This couldn’t be the end for her.
Finally, I was in the inn. Sprinting up the stairs, my adrenaline wore off at its peak. My legs began to cramp, causing me to limp towards our room. My ribbons dragged me along the walls. At this point, all I could hear was my heartbeat.
As I panted, the sickening rhythm added to the chaos within me. Please, please, please let her be fine. If she died…what do I do? I was the one who was supposed to be dead. Not her. She was strong and passionate about her dreams while I… I’m just a living ghost.
Soon after, I reached. My paws went cold, standing right in front of the room. A sign that James did his Yil circuits. My ribbons reached out for the knob and slammed the door open, “James, is June alright?” while I let my tongue out to pant.
In a split second, I turned to notice the larger Zoroark, “Eh?”
I blushed red from seeing his nutsack causing James to laugh. My tears fell with me stepping towards him. Was this June? Was she saved? My vision began to blur into darkness as a smile rose from my face.
He grabbed me with his arms, just as the sounds in my mind silenced themselves. She was safe now. She was alive.
When I woke up, I found myself lying on the bed, underneath the thick blankets. Pink fur covering every inch of the pillows. Right. I wasn’t an Eevee now. But a very feminine-looking Sylveon. My cheeks burned red, noticing how my six breasts lined up.
I glanced over at the ribbons, now acting as my hands. The hole that the bullet left recovered but it left a scar behind. At least, I didn’t need to use my paws to open doors now. Shifting my attention to my ears, I blushed once again. Why did my body have to be so pink?
“Oh finally you’re up,” A warm deep voice echoed through the room.
I turned to face the voice. Glancing back was a Zoroark, who sat beside the bed; his eyes now glowing blue. There’s a certain weariness that accompanied his comment.
“Ve-Ah shit, wrong word.”
“Cut the bullshit, Olivia. Or should I say, Oliver?” His voice now harsher, “When were you going to tell me this? Or are you going to keep this as a secret forever?”
“June I-”
“It’s Juro now,” He tapped against his flat chest, “I thought you knew about this.”
I averted my eyes from him, “Well, I wasn’t completely sure about it...”
“Nevermind that, just answer my questions, Oliver.”
“Just call me Olivia like you usually do,” I cleared my throat. This day had been looming on my mind for the past few months as I imagined how I would break the news to him. All the words that I wanted to say were clogged in my throat. How do I even explain myself?
Just looking at him pained me. His betrayed expression. His eyes were about to cry from any word that I said. I caused this. And now what do I do?
I let out a sigh, mentally bracing myself for his reaction. He deserved to know everything. If he wanted to punish or leave me, what was there for me to do? It hurts so much but my feelings didn’t matter here.
“Let me start from the beginning. Do you remember the first time we met? How I had so many scars and was limping around.”
“What does that have to do with this?” I pouted, causing him to scratch against his head before answering, “Yes, I do remember that. You were in some corner reading books while everyone else was playing. When I tried to invite you, you brushed me off like a bug.”
“Then you continued to cling onto me, didn’t you? Like a mosquito who wouldn’t go away.”
He chuckled, “Yeah, it took me weeks before you actually joined us. I remembered how I had to support you just to play with us.”
“Why do you think I had all these scars?”
An awkward silence filled the room. He fidgeted with his new paws, trying to find the words, “I didn’t think much about it. Only assume that you were just born this way. I didn’t want to pry into it too deeply, especially with how guarded you are with the topic.”
My ribbons wrapped around his shivering paws, trying to comfort him. He rubbed his soft fur against my ribbons. The mood lightened up a little; I just hoped this wouldn’t freak him out too much, “Guess this was a good time to say. I wasn’t born this way. Maybe one day I’ll tell you all of it in detail but to put it simply, I lost a gamble and had my body harvested. Mostly muscle tissue and some bone marrow. Think I lost a kidney as well.”
Instinctually, I shivered. The same scenes playing within my mind. How I lost Dad. How I lost Mum. How I couldn’t save any one of them. I closed my eyes as my ribbons tried to cover my ears. Not this again. Not this- A sudden touch from Juro grounded me. His eyes softened a little. With a simple lift, he carried me into his embrace. My ribbons clung around his neck, as he chuckled, “Damn, you’re so much smaller than me now. How are you feeling now? Better?”
I nodded as I dived into his chest. His scent still remained the same while he shared his warmth with me. Been so long since I imagined talking to him directly. Reminded me of the times in the orphanage, “Thanks. So over the years although I was becoming more active, my health took a turn for the worse. I think when I turned 15, I was coughing out blood almost every night in secret.”
“Wait, why didn’t you tell me or the director? I’m sure there’s some docto-”
“He knew. He tried to help me but all the doctors that we met claimed that I had no cure,” I shifted a little to the side, “According to them, it’s a miracle that I had lived so long.”
“But…” Tears streamed down his face, “That’s not fair,” Tugging against my heart strings, he reminded me of myself in the past. My younger self that sobbed at night silently about this fate. For the first few visits, I still had hope that I was young. That I could bounce back. Nah, that never happened. Not while I was a human.
“And so I kept this as a secret. I didn’t want you to know about it. I mean, look at you now. You’re crying so much and this is after I recovered from it. What would you have done when I told you the truth in the past?”
He wiped his tears, before raising his voice, “But still!” My tail froze, “How could you not tell me? Aren’t we friends, Olivia?”
My ribbons returned to me. I opened my muzzle but no words could escape. What do I even say here? That I’m sorry? Or that I was intending to keep this a secret for the rest of my life? He brushed against my back; his rougher black fur against my softer pink ones. A tender reminder of how much he cared.
“Do you not trust me?” He asked.
“Of course, I trust you. But…”
“But what?”
I sighed, “If… if I had told you this before, what would you have done?”
“I would stick with you as much as possible. Why do you ask?”
“What about your dream that you had? Would you still have continued it?”
He fell silent.
Holding back my tears, I tried to shift the topic, “Fortunately, I had one last attempt of saving myself. Xerneas was sighted within the forest after all.”
“Was that why you went back to the forest, claiming to find the shiny?”
I shook my head, “Nah, a little more complicated than that. So after Xerneas was spotted, I tried my luck to find it. Think I tried countless days only to find nothing. Instead, I witnessed a human changing into a Victini.”
“Wait, don’t tell me,” He opened his mouth, covering it with one of his paws, “You did that instead?”
A sheepish expression emerged from my face. I quickly snuggled into his chest, hiding it, “Well, that seems like the logical conclusion. I just had to find some leeway to preserve my mind and I could live longer,” My shoulders shrugged up. To be fair, what other options did I have? Either die as a human or live as a Pokemon.
“And you couldn’t tell me this?”
“Well there’s a high chance of me dying here or just losing my mind. Acting like some feral Pokemon in the wild.”
“And you’re fine with that?”
“No, not really…”
The room went quiet again. He pinched between the temples of his eyes, trying to find the words to say. As he continued to think, his eyes watered up. Yeah, I deserve all of this. If he wanted to leave me forever, I’m fine with that. I betrayed his trust, leaving him all behind. I shunned my eyes from his, leaping back to the bed.
A chilly wind blew in as my ribbons covered me in the blanket. The rhythm of my heart began to stir; first with a knock then a barrage of kicks. Was it too selfish of me to say that I didn’t want to lose him again?
“Olivia, do you remember the time where we played hide and seek? And somehow you were made to be the seeker.”
“Yeah, I remember that. I was still using crutches to move around, wasn’t I? Still managed to find most people.”
He paused before saying, “Remember how you found me?”
“Right, you were the hardest to find,” I chuckled. My memories drifting back to that very scene. By that point, I had found everyone except for Juro. We were playing in the forest (before it became cursed) and I was still limping around pathetically.
The others and I tried to continue our search. But as the hours passed and the afternoon turned to dusk, the rest of them were convinced that Juro had returned to the orphanage. Only I didn’t believe that. He wasn’t like that after all.
And so while I was starving, everyone else had left me behind. They probably were finding a reason to ditch me behind anyway. Tapping against the trees, bug type Pokemon scrambled away.
Took me an hour just to mark out all of the trees in the region. My body ached as I limped around. A sneaking voice whispered on how stupid I was to continue this search. But I silenced it out, knowing his personality. He was a stickler of rules where he constantly will go by the books (even if he wasn’t the best at it).
My vision was blurring out as the other Pokemon started to emerge. Now tired, hungry and numb, I sighed.
I leaned against a tree, thinking about where he could be. A certain fear started to take hold of me, realizing the consequences. Two orphans inside the woods filled with Pokemon was a recipe for disaster. And by this point, I couldn’t walk back alone to get help. Within my panic, I pieced together the answer, digging through the roots of a certain tree.
There, I found him. Shivering and crying. The rest of the memories were a fuzz as he supported me out of there, “Why did you bring this up, Juro?”
“Before that day, I had always thought of you as pitiful. As a disabled person that needed a hero to save him. But that day was when I started seeing you as a friend.”
I raised my eyebrow, “What are you trying to say?”
“I’m saying that,” His voice tightened up, “Tha… that it hurts… To think that my clo…closest frie…friend didn’t tell me anything.”
“Bu-”
“Couldn’t you have told me your plan? Or when you’re going to die? I thought we had each other’s back. Where it's going to be the world against the two of us. Was I the only one who wanted that?”
His eyes puffed up a little, “Her…here I thought that we were going to be together on this journey. Two of us… against the world. Was I the only one who believed… in that?”
I couldn’t stop the waterfall of tears. Memories of the past resurfacing as I raised my voice, “I wanted that as well! But… What else could I do? This shitty body just couldn’t keep up! And I don’t know what I can do! What? Let you be chained to this dying man? You des-”
“What if I wanted that?”
“Huh?”
“What if I wanted to throw my dreams away just for you?” Both of us were now in tears as he continued, “Do you have any idea how hard it is without you? Countless nights, I’ve been dreaming about you. Imagining what I would say if we met. Wondering if you were still even alive or just messing with me…” Suddenly, he chuckled, “And to find out that you were always by my side. It fucking hurts.”
“I’m sor-”
“And I don’t know. I hate you for doing this but at the same time,” He brushed against my fur, “I can’t help but feel so relieved. That yo…you’re here again,” His voice cracked, “Please don’t leave me again…”
Ah. My tears just wouldn't stop running. I didn’t think it would hurt this much. All this time, I believed I was a burden on him. A parasite that he took pity on. I didn’t know… this is how he truly felt. That he would even want me.
I tried to wipe my tears off my fur. Guilt swung by as my body warmed up. Why did I try to do everything on my own? Why was I so scared of letting him know me? I gripped against the bed. Emotions running ever so high now.
There, the words came naturally. With my head hung low, I said, “I…i… I’m so sorry, Juro. I didn’t mea…mean to hurt you. I thought that you could final…finally be free once I’m gone.”
I opened my eyes, scared to see his expression. Afraid it wasn’t enough. Instead, he nodded his head, relaxing a little. Was that a smile I spotted?
“Be free?”
He stood up, flicking my nose, “What’s the point of being free without you by my side?”
Brushing against my chin, he continued with a grin on his face, “And I’m not trapped with you, silly. I chose to be with you.”
His words made my heart skip a beat. Isn’t that a confession? I didn’t think he felt this way… Softening his voice to a whisper, he muttered “Plus, who… could forget about their first crush?”
“Huh, you had a crush on me?” I leaned back from the recoil, “But when did this happen? Or what about Eric? You were crying buckets when he left.”
He nodded, his cheeks burning red, “C’mon, Eric was just a really good friend. The first one I had when I entered the orphanage. Nevermind that. The bottom line is, if you still see me as a friend, could you stop hiding your secrets? And don’t leave me like that again. Please.”
“I promise,” I bit my lips as my ribbons pulled him closer. Looking him in the eye, I said, “I promise there won’t be secrets between us and I won’t leave you again.”
“I swear I’ll never forgive you if you do this stunt again.”
I nodded, before chuckling, “You know this sounds like a confession of sorts.”
“Do you want it to be?”
Now it was my turn to blush as I gazed at his face. My heart pounded just from his warm eyes. Was this really happening?
Gathering my courage, I leaned forward and kissed him on the lips - a short one. We both laughed immediately after; warmth rushed to our cheeks within the haze of euphoria.
Just as I was about to fall, he wrapped his paws around my body. It morphed into a tight embrace where we could hear each other's heartbeat,“Welcome back, Olivia.”
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