bsumone | ❝ spring for flirting but fall for the untamed delicious wild things ❞

Silvio had needed to run into the city to grab some warmer bedding to replace his old supply and when he came back he realized he could smell smoke. Not a forest fire though but one from a fireplace. Since his was the only one for miles it had to be his house. So Simon had lit a fire? That made him smile and he came inside to... Wait he made coffee too?

His smile grew as he set the blankets aside for later and pulled his coat and boots off. It was easy for him to navigate his way over to the couch where he grinned at his friend.

"What's this all about?" he asked even as he lifted the blanket to get under there with him.

Despite their friendship, there's a natural shyness in Simon that comes out during moments like this. In the past, it was more hesitance, now it's just a little uncertainty. But, he didn't shrink away even a little when Silvio joined him under the blanket.

"I wanted to welcome you back from the cold."

Putting an arm over Simon's shoulders, he stretched his legs out and enjoyed the way the fire warmed them both. A very comfortable moment to share. He smiled over at the man next to him.

"You succeeded. Thanks. I really love this."

"It looked like it might rain," he explained... as if a kind gesture needed any explanation. "I wasn't sure if you'd make it back before then, so I wanted to make sure you'd have somewhere warm and cozy to be."

Honestly, Silvio could probably tell if it was going to rain better than Simon could with that inhuman sense of smell (that Simon knew nothing about at this point!). Simon knew he didn't need any excuse if he wanted to be close to Silvio. All he had to do was ask. But this felt more organic. Just snuggling together by the fire. And yes, Simon did wiggle just a little closer when Silvio dropped that arm around him.

"It'll definitely start raining soon but luckily I'm really fast."

The cheating kind of fast really since he could go back and forth between wolf and man. Wolf being a lot faster even if he was already extremely fast on two legs. Sniffing the air to get a better idea of the exact location of the coffee, he reached out to feel a little then smiled when he found it. Picking it up, he brought it over so he could have a sip.

"This is great. Nice and warm with my favorite person in the world."

His favorite? Oh, Simon felt the heat rise to his cheeks immediately. He never thought of himself as a terribly interesting or memorable person. Yet Silvio always made him feel seen and understood. Somehow he pulled out every of insecurity Simon never spoke of and chipped away at them until they were nothing more than dust. Or, in some cases, simply obliterated them with one kind gesture or word. Amazing, really, how much Simon opened up with him.

“It’s the least I can do.” After everything Silvio’s done for him, after everything Silvio’s become for him. It’s not that Simon felt he owed Silvio, only that he wanted to show him equal kindness and respect.

Hearing the blush made him smile more and he tucked him a little closer against him then had some of the coffee. The warm bitterness was nice as always. He let out a contented sigh and even shifted to relax more. The quiet of the night with warmth and company. It really couldn't get better, right?

"You know you don't have to repay me right? Just knowing that I can be there for you is enough for me."

"I know," Simon assured, shimmying a bit so he could lay his head against Silvio's shoulder. "This isn't that. I just..." He paused, trying to pluck right words from his mind. "I just want you to know that I can be there for you, too."

Lifting his hand, he started to gently run his fingers through that long hair, resting his head on top of Simon's. Moments like this? They felt amazing. Comfortable and without the tension that had started all of this when Simon had been getting used to things.

"You mean a lot to me, Simon. Just because of that you're already there for me in so many ways."

Oh, Simon could have melted! He absolutely adores it when people put their hands in his hair. That's one of the reasons he chose to keep it long. At least that's a kind of gentle affection he was able to enjoy without a great deal of guilt going along with it. And, somehow, since it's Silvio carding his fingers through Simon's hair, it seems even more pleasant than usual.

"It's mutual," he murmured quietly. Silvio's been there for him through such a hard time, that one incident, but also has done so much to help him unpack his own personal hangups that led to that incident in the first place. There's no denying he thought of Silvio as a very dear friend... Even more than that, but he wasn't sure how to label it, or if he even should.

"You're so special to me," he added, even softer still.

He heard those soft words and for some reason... Well, he knew it was time. Silvio had hidden this part of himself for long enough to give Simon time to heal and recover his mental state. But he didn't want to hide it any longer. So he drew in a breath then shifted a hand to be able to thread it with one of Simon's.

"I have a question for you. It'll seem a random one but do you believe in things like magic? The supernatural?"

He'd start there, see what he was working with first.

The question did seem random, but he's sure there was a purpose behind it. Maybe Silvio wanted to tell ghost stories and gauge how long they'd stick with him?

"Well, I believe in God. That's pretty supernatural, right?" Simon's never really experienced anything supernatural directly, that he knew of. Little did he know.

"It is." But not at all on the same level as, well, himself. Silvio chewed on the information for a moment before shifting to face Simon a little. "I'm about to tell you something about myself. And I'll understand if you don't believe me at first but I'm willing to prove it to you if you want to see. Just know that it might seem scary but I don't want to hurt you. I want to protect you."

A deep breath to steady himself and then he continued. "There are supernatural creatures in this world, Simon. Beings who hide from the world for their own safety and privacy. You've probably seen them in movies, read about them in books, heard about them in stories. I'm one of them."

He made sure his coffee was safely set aside then he continued.

"I'm a werewolf. A person who carries the soul of a wolf within him."

Silvio was so serious. It made Simon's focus sharpen, all his attention on his friend. Whatever he wanted to say, it must be important to him. After shifting a bit himself to better look at his friend, Simon squeezed his hand to encourage him on.

When the confession came, Simon wasn't sure what to say. He knew Silvio well enough to realize this wasn't some silly prank. The weird part was that... Simon didn't even disbelieve him. Not even for a second. But accepting this truth somehow seemed harder. Werewolves and other creatures he thought were fiction were real?? But he also thought, well, why wouldn't they be? Fiction usually has some basis in truth, right?

The silence stretched on, but Simon's grip on Silvio's hand didn't change. No, he wasn't letting go. After a long moment, he finally said, a little more quietly than usual, "Is that why you go away every month?"

"It is. Normally my kind live in packs so they're able to remain calm and act like a normal wolf pack. Mine was...killed a long time ago. It was how I was blinded. I have shards of silver trapped in my eyes. So every full moon my wolf nature is scared and I lock myself away to keep anyone from getting hurt."

He gave his hand a soft squeeze, his eyes lowering as if his gaze were. But they both knew his eyes weren't capable of that. They never would be again either.

"You're very important to me, Simon. I didn't want to scare you so I kept it from you for a bit. I hope you'll forgive me for that. But I want you to know who I am. What I am."

In Simon's mind, there was nothing to forgive. Nothing Silvio did was out of malice. It wasn't as if people simply divulged everything about themselves at first meeting. Simon certainly has his troubles -- which Silvio helped him through, was still helping him through.

"It's a lot to take in," he murmured. "But thank you for telling me. For trusting me. If I can do anything to help..." When he's scared and alone, Simon meant.

Simon was accepting him. All of him. It was so much and he found himself almost breathless for how in awe he was. It made him want to... But no, he shouldn't. They were taking things at Simon's pace and rushing into any sort of affection could ruin that.

So he decided to just...say what was on his mind instead rather than simply doing it. Just to help test the waters. "...you're making me want to kiss you so badly right now."

Oh! Simon's cheek grew warm and it was his turn to drop his eyes. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't attracted to Silvio. Not only because he's handsome but because he's understanding and kind. He's never questioned Simon's boundaries, never pushed at them. He's always been respectful of Simon's needs.

Swallowing hard, he lifted his eyes once more. Oh, but Silvio really was so handsome... "You can..."

His eyes widened when he heard those two words. Not only because it was permission but because he could hear that this was something Simon actually wanted. He wanted to be kissed by him. Not some guilty escape or an attempt to runaway. This sounded very much like he definitely wanted him.

Lifting a hand, he gently cupped Simon's cheek then leaned forward to press his lips to his friend's. It was soft and only lingered a moment but it was enough to make his heart rush in his chest. Pulling back a little, he smiled softly and brushed his cheek with his thumb.

"I'll admit I've wanted to do this for awhile now."

Oh, yes, indeed, he wanted Silvio to kiss him. Maybe even had wanted that for a little while, now. But things were going at a nice, leisurely pace, one that allowed Simon to deal with any lingering anxieties or doubts. Yes, they still popped up, but they were so much easier to lay to rest now. If he couldn't do it himself, he knew he could always talk things through with Silvio.

But right now? He didn't have a single doubt.

Butterflies beat their wings in his stomach and he breathed out a soft sigh when their lips met. Soft, brief, nothing to cause any alarm. Ah, but it was also wonderful. Simon canted his head into Silvio's touch and smiled before slowly opening his eyes once more.

"Thank you for being patient with me."

"You're worth waiting for."

Silvio rested their foreheads together and closed his eyes. Yes, that had been well worth waiting for. Knowing that he got to have this moment with him meant everything to the wolf. He felt so happy in that moment and he couldn't stop smiling.

"You don't have to answer now if you don't want to. You can think on it but would you consider..." Oh what was the human phrasing again? Right, right. "...dating me?"

Ah, this turned out to be a lot nicer than Simon planned. He was elated that Silvio trusted him enough to open up about what he is. It was still hard for him to fathom, but it wasn't beyond belief. After all, he did believe in God and that was pretty supernatural. What mattered was that Silvio wanted to share something that was a part of him with Simon, not that he was something other than human. What mattered was that Simon accepted that part of Silvio, too.

Simon's heart stuttered at his next words. It was already beating faster from their first kiss and now this? Simon shook his head, forehead still against Silvio's. "I don't need to think on it." Lifting a hand, he pressed his palm to Silvio's cheek and smiled. "I would be so happy to date you."

He didn't need to think on it? Silvio leaned into that touch to his face and ended up grinning so brightly when he heard the next words. Amazing. Absolutely amazing. They were together now. A couple. And he felt so honored that Simon trusted him enough to want to be with him like this. Especially when he struggled with this side of himself for obvious reasons.

Kissing him again, he let the kiss linger on a bit before pulling back. He still couldn't stop smiling as his fingers traced those handsome, handsome features. "You've made me so happy. I didn't want to push you before you were ready but the fact that you are with me... I've never been this happy. Not since my pack leader agreed to let me become a wolf."

It's been some time now since Simon admitted to himself that he liked Silvio in a way that wasn't strictly platonic. But what's made it easier for him to accept has been Silvio's patience and caring. Everything Silvio's done for him, helping him out of a dark place, accepting the reasons for his many hang-ups and helping him work through them (still helping him work through them), all of that was more than enough for Simon to see Silvio cared for him in return.

He hummed softly into that lingering kiss, slipping his fingers back to thread through Silvio's hair. When he opened his eyes again, they were half-lidded but so full of bliss. His cheeks actually ached a little from how wide his smile was. Simon's hand slid down to rest at the back of Silvio's neck and he sighed happily.

"Do you want to tell me about that? I'd love to hear it."

Silvio melted from the hand in his hair, moving to his neck. It felt amazing to be touched like that again. Sighing softly, he opened his eyes and smiled at him. It didn't matter that he couldn't see it, he knew that smile was there and it looked so good there.

"About my pack? There's a lot to tell. I lived with them for around a hundred years. What would you like to know?"

He gave him another kiss. "They would have loved you."

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