HOME | DD

Description
It was strange to find the injured fox as you did. Injured and barely breathing at the entrance of the park you visit regularly when you want time for yourself. You felt very conflicted, your apartment didn't allow animals but the fox clearly needed help. After a few moments of staring at the poor thing helplessly and pleadingly staring at you, you decided to gently lift the fox and carry it back to your apartment. The landlady liked you, right?

You felt the need to calm it so you introduced yourself and said, “I’m not gonna hurt you. I’m gonna patch you up and help you be on your way in no time.” You didn't know why you had to say those things. You could've easily taken him to the nearest vet but you just wanted to take care of him yourself for some reason you can’t quite find yourself to articulate. “I’ll make sure you’re alright.” You find yourself whispering to the fox.

Once you finally arrive to your apartment, you get out what first aid material you have. It may not be much help for a fox, but you were determined to help that fox in anyway you can. You grabbed some water for the injured animal on the way back as well.

When you finally cleaned the injuries you start cleaning his dirtied fur, it’s a striking white you note. Once bandaged and cleaned, the fox nuzzled you hand in before taking off with a slight limp out of your window. You could only stare after him in shock, wondering why it just took off like that. Still in shock you put away your supplies in a daze.

You go to sleep thinking about the mysterious fox.

The next day, you awoke with the fox still on your mind. So, you decided to go clear your groggy mind with a cup of coffee. Your walk to the nearest cafe with a weird feeling, like you were being watched by someone, or even just something. You turn your head to check behind you but you see nothing out of the ordinary, so you just keep waking with the creeping feeling remaining.

After you receive your order you sit down and start sipping at your beverage

“Do you mind if sit with you?”

The voice startles you out of your thoughts, almost causing you to choke on your beverage. You look up to see the source of your distraction and boy was it beautiful distraction. It was a boy who seemed around your age if not older even, his dark hair almost seemed blue in the warm light and his eyes were a gentle grey, much like the fox’s eyes.

In a stupor you could only ask, “uh… me?” you point to yourself in confusion. There were plenty of open places for him to sit and surely a handsome guy like him wouldn’t truly want sit with someone like--

“Yes, you.” He replied, once again interrupting your thoughts.

Taken back, you ask: “Why?”

“I just thought you were pretty and would like to talk to you.” He said it so nonchalantly it felt wrong to blush as much as you did.

“O-Okay,” you softly stutter out as he gracefully takes the seat across from you. You take a sip of your drinking, thinking about what to say to him next, hell, what to even do with him here.

“You seem quite nervous,” the gorgeous man chuckled. “My name is Yusuke Kitagawa.” He held out his hand, to which you hesitantly took and shook lightly, introducing yourself as well.

“Thank you for helping me the other day.” You perked at the statement, both confused and curious at why he was thanking you. He chuckles at your reaction. “You might have ran into a fox yesterday, by a park in the city? Injured?”

You only nodded in response, unsure where the conversation is going. You hadn’t noticed him around, maybe he was close to the entrance in the park?

“I have to thank you for treating my injuries,” He said, pulling up his sleeves to reveal your medical work. You would recognize the patchwork anywhere, since it was rapped in the exact way you had for the fox, with the smiley face bandage wrap and all. “I might have died.”

“Wait,” you said, unable to comprehend everything at once, “you were the fox?”

He nods patiently. “And I would like to repay you,” he says, retaking your hands, noticed that they were warmed by your drink. “By taking you, lovely lady, on a date.”

You were shocked, surprised, flabbergasted. “I-I would love to.” You find yourself saying, no filter to be found.

You spent a few more minutes, chatting with Yusuke, and you left with a cellphone number in your pocket, a set date to meet up at a local and affordable restaurant, and wistful smile on your face.

Description
It was strange to find the injured fox as you did. Injured and barely breathing at the entrance of the park you visit regularly when you want time for yourself. You felt very conflicted, your apartment didn't allow animals but the fox clearly needed help. After a few moments of staring at the poor thing helplessly and pleadingly staring at you, you decided to gently lift the fox and carry it back to your apartment. The landlady liked you, right?

You felt the need to calm it so you introduced yourself and said, “I’m not gonna hurt you. I’m gonna patch you up and help you be on your way in no time.” You didn't know why you had to say those things. You could've easily taken him to the nearest vet but you just wanted to take care of him yourself for some reason you can’t quite find yourself to articulate. “I’ll make sure you’re alright.” You find yourself whispering to the fox.

Once you finally arrive to your apartment, you get out what first aid material you have. It may not be much help for a fox, but you were determined to help that fox in anyway you can. You grabbed some water for the injured animal on the way back as well.

When you finally cleaned the injuries you start cleaning his dirtied fur, it’s a striking white you note. Once bandaged and cleaned, the fox nuzzled you hand in before taking off with a slight limp out of your window. You could only stare after him in shock, wondering why it just took off like that. Still in shock you put away your supplies in a daze.

You go to sleep thinking about the mysterious fox.

The next day, you awoke with the fox still on your mind. So, you decided to go clear your groggy mind with a cup of coffee. Your walk to the nearest cafe with a weird feeling, like you were being watched by someone, or even just something. You turn your head to check behind you but you see nothing out of the ordinary, so you just keep waking with the creeping feeling remaining.

After you receive your order you sit down and start sipping at your beverage

“Do you mind if sit with you?”

The voice startles you out of your thoughts, almost causing you to choke on your beverage. You look up to see the source of your distraction and boy was it beautiful distraction. It was a boy who seemed around your age if not older even, his dark hair almost seemed blue in the warm light and his eyes were a gentle grey, much like the fox’s eyes.

In a stupor you could only ask, “uh… me?” you point to yourself in confusion. There were plenty of open places for him to sit and surely a handsome guy like him wouldn’t truly want sit with someone like--

“Yes, you.” He replied, once again interrupting your thoughts.

Taken back, you ask: “Why?”

“I just thought you were pretty and would like to talk to you.” He said it so nonchalantly it felt wrong to blush as much as you did.

“O-Okay,” you softly stutter out as he gracefully takes the seat across from you. You take a sip of your drinking, thinking about what to say to him next, hell, what to even do with him here.

“You seem quite nervous,” the gorgeous man chuckled. “My name is Yusuke Kitagawa.” He held out his hand, to which you hesitantly took and shook lightly, introducing yourself as well.

“Thank you for helping me the other day.” You perked at the statement, both confused and curious at why he was thanking you. He chuckles at your reaction. “You might have ran into a fox yesterday, by a park in the city? Injured?”

You only nodded in response, unsure where the conversation is going. You hadn’t noticed him around, maybe he was close to the entrance in the park?

“I have to thank you for treating my injuries,” He said, pulling up his sleeves to reveal your medical work. You would recognize the patchwork anywhere, since it was rapped in the exact way you had for the fox, with the smiley face bandage wrap and all. “I might have died.”

“Wait,” you said, unable to comprehend everything at once, “you were the fox?”

He nods patiently. “And I would like to repay you,” he says, retaking your hands, noticed that they were warmed by your drink. “By taking you, lovely lady, on a date.”

You were shocked, surprised, flabbergasted. “I-I would love to.” You find yourself saying, no filter to be found.

You spent a few more minutes, chatting with Yusuke, and you left with a cellphone number in your pocket, a set date to meet up at a local and affordable restaurant, and wistful smile on your face.