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Haru came home from a long day at work. She’d been called in on an emergency weekend shift, and she and Legoshi knew that they could really use that overtime pay even though it would ruin their plans.
Ears drooping and shoulders hunched in exhaustion, Haru quietly pushed open the door to their apartment, letting out a deep sigh of relief as she crossed the threshold. Tossing her purse onto the floor and kicking off her shoes, she made her shuffling way to the kitchen, intending to grab a late-night snack.
Legoshi had texted her that he’d been drinking a bit, mostly out of boredom, but she trusted that he hadn’t taken it too far. Maybe they could just cuddle on the couch and watch a stupid movie. The thought of nuzzling her face into his warm, furry chest while his strong arms encircled her was deeply appealing.
She approached the dim rectangle of light shining out of the kitchen, illuminating a small portion of the dark hallway. She began to hear the soft sounds of talking, her tired ears twitching into action.
“Woww… Oh wow…”
Is that Legoshi? Haru wondered, about to round the corner.
“I love you. I love you so much…”
Haru’s veins ran cold. What was he saying? Who was he talking to? She wanted to burst around the corner and confront him. Surely it was just a misunderstanding.
But in her completely drained state, a combination of fear and rage kept her still. She flattened against the wall and listened to the quiet words coming from the wolf.
“You’re perfect,” the wolf whispered. “Your heavenly folds and curves… Ahhhh I just can’t get enough…”
Haru was normally one to take her problems head-on. Hiding behind the wall wasn’t her style at all. But as she realized what was happening, what she’d walked in on, she was frozen.
“Ohhhhhh,” Legoshi moaned quietly. “Just sitting there… So… so inviting…”
Haru choked back a sob of combined rage and sadness. Darkness seeped into her soul. How Legoshi could do this to her was absolutely beyond her understanding. He’d taken her day of toil and used it to go behind her back, get in good with some fucking-
“I just want to taste you…” the wolf sighed heavily. “Run my tongue all over you, take in your perfect moisture… Oh Rex, I never want to be without you.”
Haru had just about heard enough. She was going to kill him. It didn’t matter how tired she was. He wasn’t going to get away with this.
“Beautiful. Stunning… Your scent is intoxicating. Let’s be together. Let’s do it now. Ah, I can’t wait any longer!”
Haru clenched her fists, set her jaw, and strode around the doorway, stepping into the kitchen light and beholding the surely terrible scene before her…
Instead, she saw a very drunk wolf sitting with two empty wine bottles on the table, his shirt unbuttoned, looking disheveled and sad. He nearly tipped back in his chair as she came into view suddenly, letting out a sharp cry of surprise.
Haru’s piercing eyes scanned the room for his partner, the second criminal of the evening, but there was no one else there.
“Haru! Y-you’re back!” Legoshi said, trying to stand but losing his balance, tail wagging as he slumped back into his chair.
Confused, Haru’s eyes fell to the table where she saw a lone half of a pre-packaged egg sandwich sitting on a plate.
Legoshi followed her gaze slowly and he blushed a deep red.
“Haru… I… uh, did you hear-“
“Where you WOOING the sandwich?!” Haru exclaimed, her rage and sorrow turning rapidly to confusion.
“I, um, I think… I think I had too much to drink…” Legoshi muttered, tail and ears drooping as he looked at the floor. “I was lonely and tired… and hungry… bored…”
Haru stared at her lover for a few moments, trying to process the whiplash she’d just been subjected to. The last weight of the day slid off her shoulders and the tension in her body at the thought of being cheated on crashed to the floor. Tears pricked annoyingly at her eyes. It had been a very long day.
“H-Haru?” Legoshi asked, sliding out of his chair to sit next to where she was standing.
“I thought-“ Haru choked, “I thought you were cheating on me…”
“Never!” Legoshi barked, suddenly pulling Haru into a drunk, tight hug. “Oh, Haru. N-never!”
After a few minutes they parted long enough for Legoshi to wolf down his sandwich and carry her to the couch where they wrapped up in blankets and watched a supremely stupid movie, just like she’d been hoping. She slowly drifted off to sleep with her head on Legoshi’s chest, feeling it move with his deep, steady breaths, still exhaling the lingering scent of egg sandwich.