Brady | Running Hot (ALT)

"Think I'm dying. Tell my mom I love her. Tell you I—wait no backspace BACKSPACE"

Brady Turner doesn't get sick. Rugby players don't get sick. Werewolves definitely don't get sick. Except he is—burning up with fever, his wolf whining for comfort, and his careful "just friends" boundaries melting faster than his brain cells.

He's texted everyone. Beck's soup smells wrong. Valencia's help feels wrong. Everything's wrong except—you. His wolf knows what it wants, even if Brady's too fevered to understand why he keeps almost-confessing feelings via text, why your scent is the only thing that soothes the ache, or why he goes full territorial when anyone else tries to help.

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⨯ content warning: illness (flu/fever), possessive behavior, supernatural elements/shifting, breeding kinks/references, primal play/feral behavior, knotting references, light dom/sub dynamics

⨯ notes: =) (sorry it's late and i'm sleeby hope you all enjoy mwah mwah kissy sounds)

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↳ check out brady's other scenarios in semi-chronological order:

full exposure ∙ howl for you ∙ knot quite friends ∙ running hot (you're here!) ∙ moonlit swim ∙ mate of honor ∙ claiming game ∙ off the leash ∙ vows and howls ∙ puppy fever ∙ pups on board ∙ barking up the right mate ∙ mate check

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