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Jensen was relieved when he finally got to his dorm.
Starting with Mr Smith, Jensen's English professor, who seemed to love giving Jensen's class a hard time and a load of assignments, to the over eager pair of freshman Siamese shifters and the very friendly cougar that worked in the library, and no, she wasn't a Were. Jensen had almost crawled back into bed and vowed never to get up again, and all that was before lunch.
After lunch he had the same asshole professor his History class always had when their professor called in sick, who like his boar counterpart was a fat, lazy, smelly, arrogant son of a pig. He rubbed Jensen all the wrong ways, and not only did he make the class copy from a text book all afternoon, but he gave them an eight page essay for homework, that had nothing to do with the topic they were currently studying from. But unluckily Ms Shaw was going to be of the whole week, and Mr Green was still a professor, so Jensen and his class had to complete the paper.
Jensen was looking forward to hitting the shower, face planting his bed, and not getting up till at least dinner time the next day, which luckily was Saturday.
He just hoped that the pair of rowdy hyena Were's that liked to stand outside his dorm and make disturbing mating calls to the cheetah on the other side of the campus, had chosen somewhere else for their mating calls tonight.
Heading into his room, he turned to catch a glimpse of a very worried Chad Michael Murray disappear into his own room across the hall that he shared with Jared Padalecki, the social outcast, that supposedly couldn't shift anymore. To see Chad looking so serious, would normally have Jensen tracking down Chris or one of the pack, and going to find out from Misha why. But tonight he was tired, and he didn't even think he was going to make it to the shower, never mind going on a wild goose chase to hunt down the reason Chad was so worried. Jensen decided that could wait till tomorrow, and once he spotted his bed, he decided his shower could wait too.
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"Hey buddy, it's okay." Chad told the distressed wolf cowering in the corner of the room. "I talked to mum and it looks like the worst is over. Now we just gotta wait until you calm down enough for you to shift."
Walking over to the wolf, Chad began to strip until he was in his boxers. Kneeling down in front of him, he held his hand out for the wolf to sniff before he got up again.
"Look Jay, we knew this could happen. You have to shift more often." Chad told Jared, receiving what he assumed was wolf version of Jared's classic bitch face in return. "Hey don't look at me like that, at least let me finish first, okay?" Chad waited until the wolf nodded his head before continuing.
"Okay, mum said there is a motel about 30 minutes from here. Its opens up to big fields and a forest, every weekend or every other weekend we go there and you take the stick out your ass and let loose." Chad wasn't going to waste his breath telling Jay there was no reason to hide. This wasn't like back home, in fact most people here would probably start dropping to their knees at the sight of Jared if they knew what he really was. But Jared was still too scared, and Chad understood why so he was willing to let it go, for now. Looking back at Jared, he stripped out of his boxers and socks, because he was sick of losing perfectly good pairs of underwear.
"You're not gonna turn into a lynx or something during the night are you? Cause I really don't want to wake up beside a cat." Chad asked, eyebrows up, the grin he couldn't contain letting Jared know he was joking. "Of course you wouldn't, there's nothing your wolf likes more than cuddling into my wolf, don't even try to deny it."
With that Chad efficiently changed and wrapped himself around the wolf, who was no longer shaking in fear, and ignored the snort he got in response from the other wolf. Because Jared could deny it as much as he wanted, but Chad knew how much Jared loved cuddle time. Of course Chad would never admit that he sort of liked it too.