it was dark and quiet in husker’s room. husker had you in a tight hold with one arm, a bottle of liquor in the other. a low purr was heard coming from low in his throat, and his tail padded against the bed you were laying on together.

he took a swig from his bottle and sat it down on the nightstand. he let out a long yawn, turning and wrapping his other arm around you, pulling you into an embrace.

Husker: man, i really needed this.”

he mumbled quietly, his face nudged in your shoulder.