Roommates Ch 3
#3 of Roommates
Chapter 3. Don't have much else to say.
Ansel woke up to some sort of a clicking noise. He panicked for a second, before he remembered that he was sleeping in Fraser's bed. He sat up in bed, and saw that Fraser was playing a game on his computer. Fraser had headphones on, so he probably thought that he was being quiet. Ansel got up out of the bed, and snuck up behind Fraser's chair. He put one of his hands on Fraser's shoulder, and Fraser jumped. Fraser quickly spun his chair around to face Ansel. Ansel had taken off his pants before his nap. His diaper had a visible sog and yellow tint to it. Fraser glanced down at it, but made sure he didn't look for too long.
"Oh! You're up!" Fraser's voice was shaking.
Ansel smirked. "Did I really scare you that much?"
Fraser rubbed the back of his head. "Uhh no! I just wasn't expecting it! That's all!"
Ansel laughed. "Alright, we'll go with that. Anyways, do you have any food around here, I'm getting hungry."
Fraser seemed to be thinking. "I can order something if you want!"
Ansel frowned for a second. "When is the last time you have ate something that isn't fast food?"
Fraser rested his chin in one of his paws, and tapped a claw on it. "I don't actually remember... Let's just say at least a month!"
Ansel shook his head at Fraser. "A month? Are you kidding me? That isn't very good for you Fraser!"
Fraser frowned and looked down a little bit. "I know..."
Ansel looked disappointed. "How about I make us something!" Ansel started to walk out of the room, presumably towards the kitchen.
Fraser yelled after him. "Wait a second! Don't you need to um..."
Ansel turned back around. "Change? I don't really need to right now."
Fraser looked confused. "How did you know I was gonna ask that?"
Ansel smiled and shook his head. "Because you always freeze up when talking about anything related to my diapers."
Fraser huffed. "I do not!"
Ansel smirked. "Yes you do! Now c'mon, you need to eat something that isn't garbage for you!" Ansel walked out to the kitchen. Fraser followed him out.
Ansel had started to rummage around through Fraser Cabinets. Most of them were empty. He eventually pulled a box of macaroni and cheese out of one of them.
Ansel went over to the stove, and turned it on. "Tomorrow we need to go grocery shopping..."
Fraser had satten down at a table he had in the kitchen. "Alright..."
Ansel got out a pot, and started to boil some water. Fraser rested his head in his paw while he watched. He was quite confused on why Ansel was wearing his diaper without any pants. Ansel turned around, and caught Fraser staring. He blushed, and then smirked at Fraser. Fraser quickly diverted his eyes while blushing. He started to look up at the ceiling. He didn't want to find himself staring at Ansel again...
Around ten minutes later Fraser's thinking was interrupted by a bowl of macaroni being placed in front of him. He started to eat it. Ansel sat down across from him with his own bowl.
Ansel broke the silence. "So I decided I'm gonna tell you."
Fraser looked confused again. "Tell me what?"
Ansel sighed and shook his head. "Do you remember anything? The reason I wear diapers silly."
"Oh yea! That! Are you sure you want to tell me!" Fraser asked again.
Ansel smiled. "Yep. I've decided that not telling you would just make things way more difficult in the long run..."
Fraser looked up at Ansel, patiently awaiting for him to continue.
Ansel took a deep breath, and started to speak again. "I wear them because... B-because... I-I j-just.. L-like wearing them..." He hung his head down in shame. He looked like he was trying to hold back tears.
Fraser sighed, and tried to look Ansel in the eyes. "There's nothing wrong with that Ansel... I don't mind at all... No need to cry..." Fraser's voice was really soft.
Ansel looked up at Fraser. "R-really? You don't care? Not at all?" Ansel seemed to be getting excited near the end.
Fraser smiled. "Not at all."
Ansel started to smile as well. "This feels so good! Everyone I have ever told has called me a freak!"
Fraser looked a little bit angry. "Who do I need to beat up?"
Ansel's eyes widened. "No one!'
Fraser chuckled. "I was just joking! Can you c'mere for a sec?"
Ansel tilted his head. "Why?"
Fraser was smiling. "Just come here."
Ansel got up, and walked around the table to where Fraser was. As soon as Ansel was within Fraser's arm reach, Fraser grabbed him and gave him a big hug. The two dragons embraced for what seemed like forever, before Fraser let go.
Ansel looked content. "Thank you so much Fraser. I really needed that."