"Hey, what's the problem?" I asked, going to kneel beside him. "I already said I'd let you live here, so you can stop trying to garner my sympathy." I said but all I got from him was soft groans.
He looked like he was in pain.
First, he humbled himself, and now he was doing this? Just what would he have me do if he ended up acting like a sick pup?
But it did not look like he was pretending. At least, the cold sweat breaking out could not be faked.
I dropped my hand on his forehead. He was cold and was growing pale as well.
"Oh my God!" I exclaimed in fright. "He's not dying, is he?"
Wait, if he died, wouldn't all this just come to an end? No, where in hell would I hide his body? I wasn't even sure that I could carry him.
I would be accused of murder and then...
"Ngh," he was still groaning.
"Okay, Micheal, get your act together. First, I need to try and calm him down. But I have not the slightest idea what's wrong with him, so..."
I paused as an idea hit me.
"First, let's get him to the bed."
It took a lot out of me to carry the wolf man to the bed. I had to drag him on the floor but even that was no easy task.
"How much does this guy weigh?" I asked over heavy pants. "Or do I just lack stamina? Maybe I should start going to the gym." I cracked my back. "Ugh. What do I need to go to the gym for when I'll be dying soon anyway?"
I felt like I was going to die. Just what in the world was I doing?
Maybe it was because this happened when he tried to transform into a puppy for my sake. But I didn't exactly ask him to, so, it wasn't entirely my fault. But...
I sadly looked at him panting heavily on the bed.
"Ugh, fuck this."
I picked up my phone and called someone working at an animal clinic. I explained the symptoms of my supposed dog to them and was told they were just having a slight fever.
Since it was a fever, maybe the fever pills I used to take would work on him.
"Okay, big guy, you have to open your mouth and take the pills." I said to the barely conscious guy. My patience was running thin, honestly.
I felt like a nanny.
"I definitely didn't sign up for this." I said, placing the glass of water on the lamp table. I sat on the bed, grabbed his head, and tried to pour water into his mouth, but his lips were sealed.
He was pressing them together because he was in pain somewhere.
All the wounds in his body had healed up so I knew he wasn't in pain from that. As for how I knew... Well, he didn't exactly hide any part of his body all the while he was talking to me and my eyes couldn't help but dance in the view secretly. Did that make me a pervert?
I have no idea but I'd say no. He was the pervert for walking around naked. Yes, he was the pervert, not me.
"What the hell am I thinking of at a time like this?"
I sighed. So many things were making me go crazy and this wolf man was definitely at the top of that list.
I slipped the pill into his mouth and luckily, it went in, after much effort.
"I'll just leave it to dilute in his mouth. Okay, my job here is done." I said but paused, staring at his pain-filled expression. "And what if it doesn't go down his throat properly after being diluted?"
I was once again stuck in a dilemma and I sighed.
I picked up the glass of water, attempting to force it into his mouth but paused once more. If he didn't swallow the water and instead...
I felt my veins popping up my neck just thinking of these scenarios.
"Dammit!" I cussed and drank the glass of water, just a mouth full. And then I grabbed the wolf man's chin and pressed my lips on his. 'Open your mouth dammit. I'm doing my best so you don't die before me. I don't want to be charged for murder.'
I pinched his nose and that made him finally open his mouth.
Maybe I should've done that when I was trying to force the water in his mouth, but then there was no telling he wouldn't spit out the water and the pills included.
Using my mouth, at least I would stop him from rejecting the water.
'It's in now, right?' I thought and was about to tear my lips away from him when he suddenly pressed the back of my head, keeping my lips locked on his. 'What the...? What is he doing?'
It looked like he had regained his consciousness but his eyes were still shut. What started as a mouth-to-mouth water transfer became a real kiss, and he slid his tongue into my mouth.
He was kissing me so roughly and stealing the breath in my organs. It was overwhelming but what was even more overwhelming was the tingling sensation on my shoulder, right next to my neck.
It was hot and uncomfortable. I wanted to scratch it.
It was impossible to overpower this wolf man with the kind of strength he possessed. If he wanted to pin me down and even have his way with me, I wouldn't be able to get away.
I...
He suddenly slumped back on the bed, no longer in pain, and was wheezing softly like a baby, while I, who had been 'violently' kissed, panted with scattered hair, a disheveled shirt, and a bleeding lip, staring in disbelief and confusion at what had just happened.
Good Lord! What would it take for me to throw this canine ruffian out of my house?