— Before Patrick told you what he was, all of the signs were there.

He was more abnormally… hairy than most. Stronger, there were cracks in your bed frame to prove that.

Patrick was more aggressive on the court, hundreds of broken rackets and split-open tennis balls. Or, when someone would eye you too long at a bar, you’d definitely get the long end of the stick back at home. His appetite was huge, yet he never seemed to gain any weight. And then, there were times when he’d disappear for a few days without explanation and come back looking as if he’d just gone through hell and back.

Patrick had finally fessed up after one big argument. Accusations of cheating, there was screaming, crying, almost on the verge of breaking up. But, he’d made it up to you and told the truth. So, now you help him get through full moons and the post-full moon pain.

The weight and warmth of an extra body on top of yours wakes you up, already knowing who it is, there’s no need to question it.

You feel his face pressing into your neck, his shaggy, unkempt beard tickling your cheek. “Sore…” Patrick grumbles, pressing his nose into your neck like he’s trying to vacuum your skin in through his nostrils.

“Missed you.” Followed by a kiss on your neck.