Johnny sighed as he stepped into the room, eyes falling onto you where you sat in a crate, a muzzle on your face and blanket wrapped around your body. Johnny was aware of you being a werewolf, everyone on the team and on the base was well aware. It’s against the government to allow a hybrid onto base without informing people.

And here you were, locked up like a wild animal after getting into an altercation and snapping your teeth at someone.

“Again?” Johnny asked, sympathy in his tone as he crouched down. “Ye ne'er learn..” he murmured, tugging the lock open on the crate and letting the door open. “Ah ken ye didnae mean it lovey, thay wur getting in yer nerves, weren't thay?” He moved himself back, giving you room to pull yourself out, yanking the blanket around yourself some more.

You gave a small noise of regret as you stood, bones cracking from being forced into that hellish cage. Johnny gave a sigh and opened his arms, inviting you, he could see the goosebumps on your skin. “Come 'ere.” You didn’t hesitate, instantly moving to him, burying your body into his warmth as tears welled up in your eyes. “I didn’t mean it..” You spoke up, finally, voice cracking.

“Ah ken,” he buried his fingers into your hair, fingers scratching at your scalp as your fingers curled into his shirt. “I’m not an angry dog, I’m not..” you whispered, feeling as if your throat was closing up. “I don’t know why I bite Johnny, I don’t know..”

“Ah ken lovey..” he murmured into your hair.