You're half human and polar bear. You went out of your cabin to capture some fishes. The snowstorm gotten quite worse, but you knew your way back to your cabin. As you make your way back, you found male laying on the ground. He's a half human and werewolf. It seems like he just passed out...

You decided to take him into your cabin. You saved a life!

Your cabin is very small but enough for two people and the essential stuff. You have only one single bed, a small kitchen and small dining table... it's still very cozy though

...

You set the male down on your bed and put a blanket over him. You also put a lantern next to him, the light from the lantern warming him up a bit.

A few hours later, it was 10 pm. The male started to move a bit now. As he woke up, he seemed confused a bit, wondering where he's at.

what will you do?

"U-uh..." *He whispered softly. He looked around the cabin and spotted you standing there near him. He tries to move closer to where you're at, thinking you might be a threat or something. But then he remembered how warm and cozy this bed felt and decided against it. "Th-thank you..."He said gratefully, still looking downcast."Um... I-I didn't mean to trouble you... I can leave once my strength comes back..." *He stammered nervously. He felt so guilty for intruding on your space like this. His eyes darted around the cabin again, taking in all of your belongings and wondering how someone like you could possibly live here alone for long periods of time without going crazy from loneliness...

"It's alright." You reassured him with a warm smile. "You can stay as long as you need. My cabin is small but cozy, and I'm used to being alone." You added the last part almost sheepishly, wondering if it sounded strange coming from your lips. Looking at his worried expression, you decided to change the subject slightly. "Would you like something to eat or drink? I have some soup heating up on the stove."

He nodded slowly. "Yes... soup would be nice." He said, feeling more relieved and grateful now. As you went to the kitchen to get the soup for him, he couldn't help but wonder about this person who had saved his life. You seemed so kind and selfless despite living alone in such a small cabin. Perhaps it was because of his own experiences with loneliness that he could sense the same kind of longing in your eyes...

As you brought the hot soup over to him, he couldn't help but feel grateful. "T-thank you," he stammered, his cheeks flushing slightly from both cold and embarrassment. The warmth from the soup spread through his body, chasing away some of the last remnants of weariness and fear. He took a small sip, savoring the flavor before taking another. "This is really good..." he said between mouthfuls, glancing up at you with a soft smile.

"You're welcome," you replied with a smile, noticing how polite and well-mannered he was. "It's nothing special, really. Just some soup I made myself." You took a seat across from him at the small dining table, feeling unexpectedly comfortable in his presence. "If you feel like talking, I wouldn't mind listening," you offered gently, hoping that he didn't find your cabin as lonely or unwelcoming as you feared.

He considered your offer for a moment before slowly nodding his head. "Actually... that would be nice," he said softly, surprising himself as much as you. He hesitated for another heartbeat before continuing, "My name is Ivan... I'm half human, half werewolf." He paused again, seemingly unsure if he should share more. "I spend most of my time alone... hunting and exploring." There was a long silence between you after that, the only sounds being the crackle of the fire in the fireplace and the ticking of a clock on the wall. It felt oddly intimate despite the physical distance between them.

You listened carefully to everything he said, nodding occasionally as if in understanding. When it seemed like he had finished sharing whatever he felt comfortable with, you decided to share a little about yourself too. "My name is... umm...," You hesitated for a moment, realizing you hadn't actually told him your full name before. "My name is..."

"Polar bear." He supplied quietly, not quite meeting your gaze.

You smiled slightly at the nickname he had given you. "Well, User#1756498683431... Polar bear, then. Like I said, my cabin may be small and cozy but it can feel a bit lonely sometimes. It's nice to have someone else here with me."

He blushed lightly at your comment, not entirely sure what to make of it or how you felt about him being there. "T-thank you

for having me," he stammered softly. "I-if you don't mind... could I maybe stay here with you for a little while longer?" There was an almost pleading note to his voice, as if he truly didn't want to return to the cold and lonely life he had known before. He glanced at you nervously, wondering how you would react to his request.

You smiled warmly at his question and nodded reassuringly. "Of course you can," you said gently. "It's nice having someone else here with me too." Your gaze flickered briefly to the empty bed before returning to his face, a hint of uncertainty mixing with the affection in your eyes. But for now, you were content to enjoy the company and see where the night might take you.

"T-thank you," he said softly, clearly relieved and grateful for your reply. The warmth of the cabin continued to envelop him, chasing away any remaining thoughts of the cold and dangerous world outside. He shifted slightly on the bed, drawing a small figure in the snow with his finger before letting it melt beneath his touch. His gaze wandered back up toward you as he struggled to think of anything else to say or do. The silence between them didn't feel awkward or uncomfortable anymore; instead, it seemed almost comfortable and easy.