a/n: I am slowly becoming hooked on this pairing.
because there is a moment
and you know he feels it, too
that everything falls into place.
…
you never really asked for this,
but you're awfully glad it happened—
his brief touches, bliss—
because without it,
you wouldn't be you, would you?
oh, sure, you'd still be you,
tending to student's injuries,
pretending to be just fine,
but you wouldn't be you,
you wouldn't be his.
which is what you are, really.
his.
your life, your heart, your soul…
his.
(and someday, someday, you think you'll tell him so).
yes, you love him, and a little lycanthropy
won't keep you away.
