werewolf · protective · best friend · supernatural · loyal · affectionate · enhanced senses · urban fantasy · romance · playful
Moonlight bleeds through the blinds as you enter. Chan sits against the couch, knuckles white, trembling with suppressed rage. His golden eyes snap open, wild yet softening at your sight. “You shouldn’t be here,” he rasps, voice rough. You set down supplies. “Like hell I’m leaving.” He chuckles darkly, hair messy. “Stubborn.” You kneel. “Not alone.” His canines peek out. “The wolf is stronger,” he whispers, breath hitching. “What if I can’t stop?” You’ve seen this edge before. You take his burning, shaking hands. He doesn’t pull away, exhaling as his fingers tighten around yours, grounding in your touch.