The Return
Chapter 7
Third Person POV
The night had come and gone. It had rushed by faster than what anyone inside the rundown apartment wanted, but nothing could change the fact that the night was over with.
Noah was the first one up, for once. Usually he slept in until noon, due to the fact that he's always up until 6 AM, working. So, he wasn't a morning person. But, due to the fox's intrusion last night, he had to stop editing the video that he was working on to try and create small talk. He would've went into his room to finish the video for the next day, but he didn't want to seem rude.
When Noah was finally up and moving, he had walked into his living room and heard snoring. Walking so he could see the whole living room, he saw the foxes that stayed the night at his house, and he smiled a little. He watched for a few minutes, then walked into the kitchen to make his breakfast.
"Pancakes, cereal, uh…. What is this, rat shit?" He quietly asked himself. He went through all of his breakfast items, and couldn't decide on any of the items that he wanted to eat.
"I can't go out either… I don't have enough money for even groceries. Why must life be so hard?" He asked himself, his face in his hands.
In the living room, Nick was woken from the loud noises that Noah was making. He slowly got up, yawning and stretching the sleepiness out of his slightly sore body. He heard talking coming from the kitchen, so he slowly got up, trying not to wake the sleeping fennec that was snoring slightly in the chair next to him. He walked into the kitchen, not listening to whatever Noah was saying to himself, but he did see that he looked distressed.
"What's wrong, Noah?" Nick had asked. Noah jumps slightly and turns to look at Nick.
"Morning Nick… I'm sorry about waking you, I was just… uh…" Noah started to trail off, not knowing what to say to his old friend. Nick tilts is head in confusion, looking at Nick from his stand point at the entrance of the kitchen.
"Look, Noah if you are worried that I am mad about you waking me, I'm not." Nick said, walking farther into the kitchen, smiling the whole way. He opened up cupboards and closed them just as quickly, noticing nothing to eat in any of them. "Noah, don't you have anything to eat?" Nick never saw it, but his human friend had tensed up quickly, not wanting to go down that path with him.
'If he freaked out over the fact that I wasn't able to pay my rent to my landlord, then he's surely going to flip his shit when he finds out that I have no food in this place to eat!' So Noah thought quickly, and he remembered that the owner of the diner down the street still owed him something.
"We're going out to breakfast!" Noah exclaimed, rather quickly. He started to move Nick out of the kitchen, which confused the fox.
"What are yo-"
"Cmon, we are going to a good breakfast joint!" Noah ran into the living room, and started to slow down when he got in front of Finnick. "Dude wake up, we're going out to breakfast, my treat." Finnick just moved a little bit, so Noah poked Finnick slightly on his side, where he started to growl in his sleep. Noah being a little jumpy, he retracted his hand from Finnick and ran from the chair.
"Should we just leave him alone, Nick?" The scared human asks. Nick was smiling a little, looking between Noah and Finnick.
"Yea, he's like me. He won't get up until noon." Nick says, staring at Finnick, who was sleeping the chair.
"Ok, well…" Noah began, walking towards his room to change into some clothes. "Get dressed and message your little friend. What was her name? Judy…?" Nick looked towards Noah.
"Why…?" Noah looked back at Nick, who became slightly nervous. "Well, I mean… I thought that we could just go by ourselves, so we could catch up some more…" Nick didn't know why he was acting so weird around this human. While he had admitted the night before that he might've kept his feelings for Noah over the years, but he wasn't sure why he was acting like this. Usually, he had a lot better hold on his feelings, yet here he was, acting as he did when he was younger around the human.
"Are you sure? I mean, I thought there was something going on between you two…" Noah had started, then trailed off after seeing Nick's face. "Alright, we can go, with just the two of us. Let me go get changed, and then we can head off…" And with that, Noah walked off towards his room.
Noah's POV
While I won't lie that my conversation with Nick did creep me out a little, especially with the way he was staring at me, I had just brushed it off that he was worried about me. Also, what Nick said about getting to know each other some more, would be kind of nice.
So, I put on the nicest thing that I had and walked back out into the living room. Inside said room was a snoring fennec and a pacing Nick, with his back towards me.
"Ready to go?" I ask, which, in turn, made the fox before me jump. I laughed slightly and walked to the door, with Nick following shortly after.
"Where are we going, Noah?" He asked me. I turned to him, looking him straight in the eyes and answered.
"To an old friends' restaurant. He owes me a little favor…" We walked down the hall, pretty close if you ask me. I could feel the fur from Nick's arm brush up against mine, making my skin crawl, but in a good sort of way. It confused me beyond belief why I thought that this felt good, but I made no attempt in stopping him from doing it.
The rest of the walk was quiet, with me glancing towards the fox next to me. The whole way there, he seemed distant and deep in thought, and I didn't want to disturb him from that, so I left him alone.
After another good ten minutes, we arrived to the small diner. I had called it a restaurant earlier, but it was too small to be called that. It was more classified to be a house than anything else, but I didn't care, and I don't think that Nick did either.
"You coming, Noah?" I hear someone ask. I hadn't realized it, but Nick had walked up to the door, and was staring back at me.
"Yea… Coming…" I answer, looking at him. Then there was something else I hadn't realized….
I was staring at Nick's ass the whole time he had walked through the door…
A/N: Hey guys, sorry about the long wait. A lot of things got in the way, including the hurricane that came through. I didn't have power for a few days, but I ain't complaining, with the whole farther south being either underwater or out of power. If you are one of the people who lost everything because of Matthew, I am terribly sorry about that, and my heart goes out to you. I hope, though, that everyone you know is okay and safe, and that you guys will be ok for the remaining time until all of this is a bad dream…
Now, a lot of you are probably mad that I hadn't uploaded in a while, but this chapter was rewritten at least five times before this final version was written, and I ain't all that happy with it. So, the next few updates that will be done will be on this and other previous chapters, to make them better for both your sake and my sanity.
Also, my other story will be updated soon. Just give me a while to write that and get it published.
So, that's all the time I have left for today, Time for me to go get some sleep.
