Hi feeling spicy:
ѕαρиαρ being a werewolf and managing to keep it decently under wraps his whole life until he moves in with gєσяgє and ∂яєαм and all of a sudden he's gotta be more lowkey. They think he's just 'stimming' when he does things like panting with his mouth open and tongue out, scratching behind his ear with his elbow or knee, growling and howling at them when they wrestle, etc.
He's got everything sorted, except heats and ruts. He usually just flies out of state to ride them out, but this time his flight got cancelled and he's stuck at home with his two best friends and crushes. He tells them he feels a little under the weather and insists on being left alone in his room.
ѕαρиαρ doesn't fully shift but the heat/rut does make him shift partially so that his tail and ears are out and his nails grow into sharper claws.
He's ready to ride it out in his bed, his hastily built nest, rolling around on his back scenting the whole place, chewing and sniffing at the hoodies he yoinked from the laundry basket of the others' rooms.
Their scents helps him calm down.
He's got it all under control, everything is fine.
Until ∂яєαм, caring and worried as he is, decides to knock on the door and peek in to help. ѕαρиαρ said he felt sick so he brought some food and water.
∂яєαм doesn't make it 3 words in before he's grabbed by the collar of his shirt and yanked inside the dark room, locked inside the wolf den. (P1)
-🪶Quail