#moon drunk

“I’m a werewolf.”

“That’s nice.”

“Link, look at me.”

“I heard you, you’re a...” every word Link knows escapes him.

Rhett stands over him, smiling. His eyes are too bright and his smile too wide and filled with sharp teeth. His arms are held out akimbo with his shirt fully unbuttoned revealing his torso that’s covered in a dark brown fur, the light catching it here and there shining dirty blonde to match his beard and hair. His hands are also wrong, longer, with claws like white knives inking out of every finger.

“This isn’t my full form but it’s more comfortable, I don’t go full wolf until the full moon.”

There’s a long and awkward silence that makes Rhett fidget in place. Then Link starts to laugh. He joins him and they laugh for about a minute straight rolling through high pitched manic laughter to running out of breath chuckles.

“Man, you really had me going. I can’t believe I didn’t notice you changing. What is this? Like a jacket or or chest plate.” Link stands up as he speaks and walks over to Rhett, reaching out with his hand. He places it onto the furry chest and runs his hands through. It feel warm and soft and the low moan that creeps out of Rhett’s throat has Link snatching his hand away as if being burned. “Cmon! Don’t make it weird!”

“Admittedly, I should’ve told my family about the werewolf thing but that’s like big. Like reality-altering so I wasn’t sure how to broach it. This? This is more realistic, expected almost.”

“You mean, even our wives expected us?” Link chuckles but when he looks to Rhett for a matching expression he finds the taller man making a face. “Rhett?”

“You gave Lando my middle name. You don’t think it’s weird?”

“No man, it’s just a middle name. James is pretty common...”

“The night he was born you called us. It was like three am and you were clearly delirious. Happy but delirious. You...you said.” Rhett shifts his eyes as he remembers the tinny voice through his nokia. “I named him after you Bo”.

“I said it like that?” Link says in awe.

“Yeah. Ya did. After we hung up Jessie asked me point blank if we were sleepin’ together. She said she could let a lot slide but the way you sounded was lovestruck.”

“Is that the word she used or are you paraphrasing?”

“Lovestruck puppy.” Rhett uses the higher pitch voice when imitating his wife. “I see the way ya’ll look at each other an’ the way ya’ll stand too close even when there’s plenty of space! Now I may not be against that lifestyle but it sure ain’t gonna be my husband two timing me with...”

“And you never told me any of this?!”

“Man, why would I?” Rhett’s voice back to normal. “Point is, for Jessie, it won’t be much of a surprise. And maybe, maybe it won’t be for Christy either an’ just maybe we can work something out.”