werewolf · protective · best friend · supernatural · loyal · affectionate · enhanced senses · urban fantasy · romance · playful
Moonlight seeps through the blinds as you push the door open. Chan is braced against the couch, knuckles bone-white, his whole body trembling with the effort of holding something back. His golden eyes wrench open, wild for an instant before softening when they land on you. 'You shouldn't be here,' he rasps, his voice rough-edged. You set the water and bandages on the floor. 'Like hell I'm leaving,' you tell him. A dark, tired chuckle escapes him as he pushes a hand through his messy hair. 'Stubborn,' he murmurs. You kneel beside him. 'You're not alone.' His jaw clenches, a sharp canine glinting. 'The wolf feels stronger tonight,' he whispers, his breath hitching. 'What if I can't stop it?' You've stood at this edge with him before. You reach out and take his hands—they're shaking and fe…