(Sorry I haven't replied to some comments lately, been very busy. This is technically half a chapter but I figured it worked well enough as a whole and I'll do the other part when I have time lol )

He still hadn't shifted, but he could at least walk a lot easier and could even climb up on the bed without help now. It had been two days since they'd gone to the pediatrician and within those two days, he was always with either Fen or Gin. He couldn't really blame them, though.

Since Fen could read his mind, he definitely must have heard his bad episode the morning after his appointment. It wasn't that he hated his current situation. In fact, it was probably the best one he'd had in his entire life, but sometimes those things just didn't matter when you started feeling bad.

Before he could get into the toxic stuff beneath the sink, however, Fen had rushed out of his office, leaving his work call abruptly to catch him in time. He'd scooped him up and tucked him right into his dress shirt, then sat back down to finish his meeting early. None of the people seemed very attentive on what he was saying after he'd returned, though. Part of the reason had likely been because their ultra-rich boss, or CEO, or he thought one of them might have called him a CFO, had an adorable little red panda tucked into his shirt with its fuzzy head partially poking out to stare at all of them.

After the video meeting, they went upstairs to the gym. He hadn't really been in the mood to run around right then, but when Fen literally began swinging across the monkey bars in his damn suit, with him still tucked into his shirt? His mood brightened a bit. A lot a bit.

Fast forward to Friday, and Pyre was staring up at Gin as the guy worked feverishly on his laptop. He had a test the coming Monday and had gotten behind on his homework because of a date he'd been asked out on. Pyre didn't really know the details, but Gin had mentioned that he'd wanted to study that day so he didn't plan to stay out long.

Unfortunately for him, the guy didn't bring him back home for at least six hours, severely messing up his homework plans. That was the first time he'd seen him angry over something. Even though his anger was nothing to Pyre's, or his adoptive father's when he got mad, but everyone had their own way of expressive their levels of frustration.

"Can I borrow some of your fluff for a minute?" Gin asked with a stressed sigh.

Of course. Anytime.

Pyre easily scaled the bed with the help of a slightly hanging blanket, then hobbled his way across Gin's body until he was snuggled in beneath the guy's chin. Gin settled a big hand on his back and began gently scratching there, making Pyre tilt this way and that so that the guy could get to the perfect spot.

He wasn't sure what happened after that because his panda decided that right then was the perfect time for a nap. He awoke about four hours later with his little body being hugged snuggly against Gin's chest as the guy snored quietly.

I've dreamed of waking up beside you like this for years, and now here we are... and I'm a midget panda who probably can't even get an erection that can be seen past all this fur.

The sound of the door opening drew Pyre's head up as he carefully wiggled out of Gin's arms, then lifted his front paws on top of the guy's shoulder, then pushed himself higher to see.

Instead of speaking, Fen simply nodded toward somewhere down the hall, silently asking if he wanted to come.

Why not...

Carefully but clumsily climbing over Gin, because he was too lazy to go around, Pyre made his way off the bed. He then ran out of the room and down the hall, testing his tiny legs just for the hell of it. He'd had quite a bit of oatmeal earlier and had managed to keep it down, so he had some energy to spare for once. In fact, he decided to do a quick lap around the living room, too, just because he could.

"Someone's got a little more energy than usual today," Fen said as he watched him with a smile.

Pyre finished his lap, coming to rest at Fen's feet. He was clearly out of breath, but also quite proud of his little zoom session. When Fen began to lean down, Pyre got up on his stubby hind legs and reached up with his little paws, knowing that he was getting picked up. He really could walk quite well now, but both guys seemed to prefer holding him, and who was he to say no?

He was just being carried past the elevator entrance when the chime above it dinged, alerting them to someone's arrival.

Someone else has a key card for your place?

"A few people, but he's a bit early," Fen said as he turned to face the elevator, but didn't move closer.

Early? You didn't mention that someone was coming over.

Not that it was really his business. It was Fen's home, after all.

"I don't mind you asking and I should have told you since you're living here too at the moment. It's Blake," Fen replied, making Pyre's ears twitch slightly.

On one paw, he was nervous about the doctor being in his safe place, but on the other paw, the guy was hot as hell in his doctor's coat... maybe he'd be even hotter in normal clothing. Before he could begin fantasizing, the doors to the elevator slowly slid open, revealing their guest.

Oh damn. Fen, let's have a foursome, he thought without hesitation as he squirmed his way down from his arms, only to run halfway toward the pediatrician before stopping short. His panda mind was sounding alarms, but he didn't want to hear them.

He's safe. Look how hot he is! He's not going to do anything bad.

The panda wasn't buying his reassurances.

Frustrating stupid cotton ball, he grumbled as he plopped his backside down right there, not having the strength to really fight the animal's instincts.

"Looks like someone is almost happy to see me," Blake said as he stepped off the elevator and put down a small messenger bag. He was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a black T-shirt with some random design on it. It was simple yet perfect.

I am, he's not.

Fen chuckled as he walked over and held out a hand to Blake. Instead of shaking it, like he'd thought he would, the guy reached forward and pulled Fen into a quick hug, then released him before turning his attention down to Pyre.

Am I missing something? Are you two together-ish? Is there room for more? I'm compact.

His panda seemed to think that last part was important because it slowly began trying to scrunch itself up into a little ball of fluff. It didn't work too well, because legs just didn't bend that way, but he made a good enough fool of himself to earn two laughs from the people staring at him.

After his animal's failed attempt at looking cute, Pyre awkwardly righted himself, then licked a paw a few times before returning his attention back to the two men.

You saw nothing.

"Anyways, thanks for stopping by," Fen said as he stepped forward and picked Pyre back up, then walked over to the couch and dropped down onto it.

They hadn't actually sat down on the real living room couch since he'd been there. They always seemed to gravitate toward the beanbag room instead. Not that he minded the switch... especially when Blake sat down right next to them, allowing him to wiggle his way free from Fen and nonchalantly stride right over into the guy's lap. He then dropped his bum and curled up like a self-righteous cat claiming its person, and it's person's space.

"Looks like he's getting a bit more comfortable," Blake said as he began to gentle run his fingers through Pyre's fur.

He paid special attention to his ears, making Pyre realize that there was more to life than just sex.

"He, uh... likes the ear scratches," Fen said awkwardly, drawing a grin out of Blake as his hand changed to rubbing Pyre's belly.

You just had to throw him that hint, huh? I might be a panda but I still have needs... and I needs ear scratches.

"I did," Fen replied as he reached over and poked Pyre's little jaw, earning a paw swipe in the process. "I haven't heard you verbally talk in days, but your potty mouth hasn't stopped flowing in the least," he added, making Pyre stick his tongue out.

At that exact moment, Blake lifted his hand and grabbed it, tugging slightly with a chuckle before Pyre squeaked out a growl and moved to bite him, making the guy quickly withdraw his fingers.

"So, how has his eating been going? I emailed you about trying some lighter food..." Blake said, making Fen nod.

"Much better. He wasn't a fan of oatmeal at the beginning, but I added in some brown sugar and blueberries and he was all for it."

Correction, the panda was all for it. I was slightly disgusted but hungry enough to force it down.

Fen ignored him, making Pyre twitch his whiskers and curl up a bit tighter in Blake's lap.

Too bad he's wearing pants...

Pyre was abruptly lifted from his spot and hugged against Fen's chest.

"We're going to do boiled chicken and rice tonight and see if he can eat a decent portion of that," he said, completely ignoring Pyre's squirms as he tried to get loose.

Come on.

"Has he been to your gym yet, by chance?" Blake asked as he got a bit more comfortable, crossing his legs and reaching one arm up to rest on the top of the sofa.

He seems really relaxed here... are you sure you guys aren't bumping buddies?

Ignoring him, again, Fen replied to Blake.

"He has. He was actually pretty good. We weren't there for long, though."

The other guy seemed to be thinking as he remained silent for a few long moments. When he finally replied, Pyre twitched an ear.

"Want to go work out for a bit?"

Fen seemed confused, at first, but then he simply shrugged a shoulder and stood up, being careful not to drop him.

"Sure, why not?"

This is a very random turn of events.

He didn't mind it, though. Especially if there was a chance of two people losing their shirts in the process. He was suddenly quite eager for some exercise.

Once they were upstairs he wiggled his way free from Fen's hold and easily climbed down to the floor. In that amount of time, Blake had pulled his hair back into a tiny ponytail to keep it out of his face and set his phone and wallet off to the side.

He's so cute. How can you not try to hit that?

Of course, Blake was a little bit taller than Fen, and held a slight air of dominance, too, but that just meant more fun when it got time to get down and dirty. He would totally pay all the money he didn't have to watch them go at each other.

"Let's get that mind on other things... that are PG or under," Fen said, making Pyre tilt his fuzzy head.

Practically Grinding?

"I think this guy really needs some mind soap," Fen mumbled right before his hand was grabbed by Blake and he was promptly pulled into a run.

"Maybe you just need to get a little sweaty, yourself," he said, making Fen's entire face turn bright red as they came to a very brief stop next to a long rope hanging down from the ceiling.

Fen was clearly mulling over what he wanted to say in his panicking mind, and was just about to open his mouth when Blake suddenly began ascending the rope faster than Pyre thought possible.

"H-hey!" Fen yelled as he fumbled for the rope, but waited until Blake was safely off of it and onto the ten foot tall platform before he began climbing, himself.

Instead of yelling back, Blake simply stuck his tongue on the slightest bit, then hurried across a long balance beam, then began climbing up some odd hanging rings. Fen was quick to follow, but definitely not pushing himself too hard... yet.

I truly believe that I am watching some sort of foreplay here.

In fact, Pyre decided to settle down right there on the floor and tucked his tail up against his side, then crossed his front paws. He had totally planned to run around in order to get them all sweaty and want to take their shirts off, but they were doing that plenty themselves. He clearly wasn't needed.

I hope this movie eventually turns PG.