Is She Furreal? (Open to Eteri)

[Venex Apara]

Ven blinked, and then slowly moved his arm that was nearest to Eteri out from under the blankets. With little pause, he quickly tapped Eteri on the nose. When he felt skin, Ven blinked again. Eteri looked at him strangely when he did so.

“What you doing Venn?” She asked, adding the extra “n” to his name that he somehow knew she did.

“Huh,” was his intelligent response, not really paying attention to her question. After a few moments, a small smile appeared on his face. “Good morning to you too Eteri.” And he meant that with every fiber of his being.

Waking up with someone else was something that he hadn’t experienced in years, and when he did, it was one of his siblings. To say that he was surprised would be an understatement. A pleasant surprise yes, but still very much in line with a surprise. Well-

It was that at moment that Ven’s stomach growled, putting any and all thoughts on hold. Hunger was the most important thing that must be vanquished with unrelenting determination… And food. Delicious, delicious food…

And Eteri was hungry too (because of course he heard that clearly).

Thus, Ven hastily got out of bed, though regretting it almost immediately as he ended up tripping over himself, the pain and soreness that he had rushing back to him. This ended with a half-naked Ven face planting into the floor, groaning.

He then pushed himself up, wincing again, but said nothing about it, then proceeded to put on his coat, not bothering with putting on the rest of his clothes for now. He buttoned it up so he would look halfway presentable, then turned to Eteri and asked, “Well, are you coming? Breakfast should be ready downstairs.”

Eteri’s eye widened, and any tiredness that she had left her almost immediately at the mention of food. After all, free food is best food. “Move fast Venn! Must have eats!”

Ven mearly chuckled, and waited for her to get out of bed so they could head downstairs. When they arrived, they took a seat at an empty table. The bar maid for this morning, a middle aged woman with curly brown hair came by quickly, smiling brightly and full of energy.

“Well hello there dears, can I get you two some breakfast?” She asked happily.

Ven thought for a second, then responded, “Yes please, preferably something with meat.”

The maid nodded, then looked at Eteri. “And anything for your wife?”

Ven started coughing at that, looking at the maid incredulously. "W-Wife? I’m sorry, I think you have the wrong idea. We are not involved in any romantic relation.”

The maid turned her head, giving a look that said she didn’t believe him, then looked back at Eteri. “And for you my dear?”

“Fish!” She responded.

The maid furrowed her brow and said, “We usually don’t serve fish in the morning, but I’ll see what I can do.” She then headed off to the kitchen.

When she left, Ven turned to Eteri, mouthing the word wife. He then shook his head. “Every time. Why does everyone assume we are lovers? People are weird…”