【Wolves】Sugar, Spice, and Good Taste

When Scott woke up, the only feeling he felt was that his whole body was sore. He reached out to touch his glasses, put them on under the bed, and then managed to get up.

Still with the headache, but not unbearable, Scott walked into the living room with his thumping temples, only to be startled by Jim jumping on him.The large dog wags its tail in circles around his master's feet, as if expressing concern and concern.

"Jimmy." Scott bent down and rubbed the dog's head reassuringly, checked its condition, and added some food and water to it.After that, the young man dragged his legs into the bathroom to rinse, he was sleepy, and now he couldn't figure out the time.

Walking out with half-dried hair, Scott saw his cell phone on the coffee table buzzing, he took it over and connected it without thinking too much, and said, "Hello, Jean, Jimmy is being naughty again. , I'm fine." His voice was thickly nasal, and it didn't sound like he was fine.

"Thank goodness, you finally picked it up. I'm about to call the police." A familiar male voice came, making the unprepared Scott stunned: "Logan?"

"Jimmy has been calling over there. I'm worried that something happened to you." Hearing the answer, Logan also breathed a sigh of relief. He was woken up by his mobile phone in the middle of the night, and when he picked it up, there were nearly ten missed calls, let alone him. As soon as he answered the phone, he was startled by Jim's sharp barking, and he lost all sleepiness.

Scott looked at Jim with an innocent face next to him, a little depressed, "...Sorry."

"If you're okay, then I'll go back." Logan's voice didn't sound disgruntled.

"Well, I didn't… wait," Scott said, "You go back? Where are you now?"

"Oh, I just arrived downstairs from your apartment." Logan felt a little weird after speaking, and immediately explained, "You haven't answered the phone, so you're going to come and have a look."

Scott glanced at the wall clock on the wall, the time was 03:30 in the morning, and at that moment, he suddenly felt something expand from his chest, blocking his throat and making him speechless.

Pain and stubbornness stirred the young man's brain, he frowned and opened his mouth, "...you come up." Scott heard himself saying this in a daze.

"...Are you okay?" Logan asked, but Scott didn't reply, and in the silence, only the regular breathing of the two came from the receiver.

"Open the door." After a moment, Logan said.

Scott walked to the door and opened the door. Logan, who was still in the posture of answering the phone, was wearing a jacket that he had just grabbed at first sight. The messy hair and the red nose and ears from the night wind proved that he was desperate for speed. Came here on a motorcycle.The man hung up the phone and put the phone in his pocket. He watched the young man before he could speak, when he heard Scott mutter vaguely. The young man pulled Logan by the collar and pressed him against the closed door, saying There was a dull crash.

Scott's lips were chapped and cold, but his breath was hot. He simply let his lips touch Logan's and left quickly. Logan caught a whiff of damp peppermint before realizing what was going on, and he froze in the doorway, bewildered.

But soon, Logan saw the abnormal blush and cold sweat on Scott's pale face, "You have a fever." Logan collected himself, pushed the young man in white pajamas into his bedroom, then covered him with a quilt, and then Taking off his glasses and putting them on the bedside table, "You need to get some rest."

The drowsy Scott didn't know if he heard it, but he just curled up and shrank into the warm bed.

"Okay, um." Logan muttered to himself while sitting on the sofa, when he looked up, he saw Jim lying in the corner of the living room looking at him, being stared at by those clear black eyes made Logan feel a little guilty for no reason.

"Hi, Jimmy, you called me here." Logan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled. Scott's German Shepherd didn't like himself very much, but after walking with Scott a few times, the big dog treated him Attitudes have improved a little, of course, just a little.

Not surprisingly, Jim ignored Logan who offered to greet him, and he snorted and looked away.

The man wasn't quite sure if the kiss was the result of Scott's sickness, he wasn't even sure if it was a kiss, but it made him sure that he still didn't want to give up on Scott.

As if smelling Logan's agitation, Jim slowly walked over, crouched at the man's feet, a whimper escaped his throat.

"Are you comforting me?" Logan tentatively reached out and stroked the dog's head and neck. Although Jim shook his head in displeasure, the dog didn't run away.

"Thank you." Logan took the opportunity to rub a few more times, and didn't put his hand down reassuringly until Jim gritted his teeth at him. Logan took a deep breath and suddenly smiled. He thought this kind of obsession with youth was very strange, but it unexpectedly made him very motivated.

The man looked up at the time, it was time to prepare the fresh dessert of the day, but Logan didn't want to leave.Anyway, if it was only for display, the stock was still enough, so he sent a text message to Rogue, saying that he would go to the store later.

Staying quietly in the living room, Logan gradually felt a little bored. He found a few books randomly placed on the table, and took one to read, but found that it was a book in Braille with uneven engravings.

He looked around, the simple apartment was sparsely furnished, there was almost nothing left except the necessary furniture, it looked empty.

The man stroked his chin, lost in thought.