Love Like You

Drifting in and out of consciousness that it felt harder to keep track of time, and how many times he woke up in a daze only to fall asleep second after waking up without his prior knowledge.

He had been barely clinging to his consciousness and it's a miracle he made it this far when he should probably be already dead by now.

He didn't know whether to count this as a blessing or a curse with how uncomfortable he felt.

If anything he felt worse with how hot he felt like that it's almost close to being burned alive, maybe there's no difference on how animals and humans felt pain the way they handled and reacted to the pain itself.

This was probably how it goes for animals who couldn't speak out for help, especially if they're the type of animals who usually stay by themselves. It must be the worst for them, since they're just waiting around for their death.

But he knows that wasn't the case for him, someone's helping him to survive this if he made it this far enough.

He never had the chance to get a glimpse of who's been helping him around to stay alive, since they're gone the next thing he wakes up. He couldn't stay awake for that long enough either to meet the person who's treating his injuries, so there wasn't any chance of meeting whoever this person is.

It's kind of anti-clamatic and boring in a way. Considering how he is able to think to this moment, means he got stolen away from death's door at the last moment.

It's cliche in every way, but he clutched his way out of death with the help of someone.

In the end he managed to get himself some mysterious savior who miraculously appeared at the right time through some unbelievable coincidence.

Yet thanks to them, he's able to make it through.

The thing he wanted to focus on is his lack of memory.

And there isn't even any sign of improvement of him being able to recall anything at all, yet he had a feeling that this form isn't his original body in the first place. It felt like he had been human before getting stuck in this body.

Then there's also so many possibilities on why and how he got stuck in this form. But he didn't have the right memory to tell which one exactly is the right answer.

He would have focused on it if he had the strength to think more, and he didn't know whether he is out of danger or another kind of danger lies ahead of him.

Either way, this is his new body and he didn't want to think anything that horrible when he just barely survived such a traumatic experience. It's too dark and depressing to think about how he ended up in this situation.

It might take awhile for him to finally get better, and it'll take who knows how long for him to get his memory back. He didn't want to blindly assume what happened to him, and blindly point out in a random direction without knowing what had truly happened to him before.

He didn't exactly have the faintest idea at all, and he is getting tired once again with how hard he just think too much right now.

Tucking his paws underneath, he let out a yawn.

He is beyond tired from doing nothing but sleep all day long.

But a shiver ran through him, when he remembered how he was going to fall asleep in this state?

Do bunnies even have eyelids? Since they can fall asleep with their eyes wide-open.

It's cute but also eerie at the same time.

Out of curiosity he tried it out, yet surprisingly another layer covered his eyes.

Who knew?

Delighted upon his discovery, he tried to make himself comfortable on top of the pillow he is resting on.

Yet no matter what, it felt like he couldn't get the best spot. It's not like he is sinking down further down the pillow, neither the pillow isn't that stiff and hard.

It was beyond softer than what he accounted for, yet he couldn't find himself succumbing to sleep.

It felt like salt had been rubbed all over his wound, when his body operated the opposite way he wanted.

When he wanted to meet his savior, he couldn't even keep his eyes wide open. And now when he wants to sleep? He couldn't even get a wink of rest now.

What a cruel fate.

Shifting over the pillow, as he attempted to find the best spot where he could fall asleep within a blink of an eye.

"Comfortable are we?" A baritone voice came from ahead of him, that it startled him out of his own thoughts.

Startled by the voice that sounded so deep yet low at the same time, it had a beautiful accent to it that he felt lulled to safety.

It felt like the same voice you'll listen to for bedtime stories, and you'll be lulled to sleep the next moment with how beautiful it is.

He should feel threatened yet it felt like the voice's lulling him to fall asleep, despite how devoid it is almost emotion made him feel safe instead of feeling threatened.

"Careful." The reprimand came quickly before he could move further from where he is.

Despite how they lacked actual emotion, they still managed to give the impression that they're scolding a rather unruly child.

It made him want to laugh and cry at the same time that at the implementation itself that he is that unruly kid being scolded by his elder, that he didn't know what to do first.

Or just be offended by the idea itself.

Yet the only thing that's stopping him from doing so, is the fact that this man had willingly gone through so much trouble in nursing him back to health when all hope seems lost if he'll survive being hunted by the humans.

Lifting his front paws once again, he moved forward out of curiosity if he was going to get reprimanded once again. Yet he was only answered with a raised eyebrow.

He pushed himself closer to the edge of the pillow, only to get pushed back at the center of the pillow while they leaned forward and firmly kept their hold on him as if he would suddenly jump off of the pillow and fall off of the bed.

It was ridiculous,he is far from the edge of the bed and it's not like he's going to fall off from where he is.

The pillow he had been resting on is on the bed which is big enough that it's impossible for him to fall off that easily without involving him running around like an idiot and getting close to the edge of the bed itself.

It made him feel silly at how protective they were being, that he is tempted to thump just to show his frustration no matter how ridiculous that sounds.

But he isn't some mindless animal who only had a single thought almost going inside their mind, and mostly they are driven by their instinct.

His pride as a human stops him from doing such thing, or he won't be able to face anyone let alone acknowledge what he did.

When he stayed at that spot and didn't bother fighting his way back that they finally pulled their hand back.

Probably satisfied that he complied without making it hard for both of them, as they sat by the edge of the bed.

He just noticed that there's a bowl that they picked up from beside the top beside the bed.

Carrying over a bowl filled with what appeared to various vegetables from the ones he knew along with the ones he couldn't recognize. The bowl was brimming from where he could see it, that he didn't need to jump up in order to know what's inside the bowl.

The sight almost made him laugh and cry at the same time, just who on earth was this man going to feed? A fluffle of bunnies? Or overly obsessed with vegan options people?

Being a bunny meant the bowl is basically heaven to him right now, but how was going to finish all of that without ending up as a very fat chunky bunny at the end?

Yet at the just sight made his stomach growl from hunger that he hadn't felt till he saw them carrying that bowl over. With how brimming the bowl is from the down to the top made it felt like an endless supply of vegetables.

Before he could even resist his own hunger, they leaned forward still with that bowl in their hand while they moved closer to the pillow his resting on.

With their hair spilling forward, he could have sworn that some of it managed to hit his face that it made him flinch.

Feeling offended by being hit by their hair, that he felt like he had been slapped, that it felt ridiculous to describe it that way.

Scrunching up his nose, while he tried to shake the strands of hair that got tangled with his ear. When it stayed tangled between his ears, he almost threw his face forward if not for them stopping him from doing so. As they held their hand in front of him, while they pushed their hair behind their back.

"Apologies." Somehow they still managed to seem sincere more than anyone else despite being the less expressive,"I shall endeavor to keep my hair tidy from now on."

Going on their words, no time was wasted any further as they treaded their finger through the soft locks of his hair. Combing their fingers through it, as they tied it into a neat makeshift bun while strands of his fall in front of his face.

Instead of getting frustrated, they just pushed back behind their ears and left some strands of their hair behind.

When they finished styling their hair up, they left no more room for misunderstanding and picked up a random vegetable that he can't recall exactly what it was.

All his rational thoughts were pushed at the back of his mind when they pushed the food closer to his face.

As if his thoughts never existed in the first place, he dived in like a starving bunny that had been deprived of food for weeks from food which is true.

Contentedly chewing through his food, while they patiently held it. Hand feeding him themselves instead of letting him hold it, that he almost felt close to a baby being fed by its parents with how attentive they were of his needs that he didn't need to lift a finger and do anything almost him.

Silence almost engulfed the room if not for the soothing sound of him chewing through his food, that it's almost the only sound you'll hear from across the room.

Even as he finished his food, they just offered him another one. Somehow they managed to stay patient despite how long it took him to finish his food from one another, yet as soon as he finished they already reached for the bowl without being asked to. Just patiently waiting for him to swallow his food before feeding him once again.

The cycle just repeats until he had tried everything that's inside the bowl, yet it felt like he barely touched the bowl with how many it is still inside.

Without missing a beat they kept on repeating the same action over and over again, till they found out what he prefer among the sea of vegetables.

Feeling like a spoiled bunny, with his tongue darting out of his mouth while there's already food waiting right in front of him before he could even swallow the rest. He didn't know whether to continue eating or not, when they seemed like they wanted to either overfeed him or just make sure he gets the right amount of food that he needs.

Pushing all his rational thoughts aside, he continued to eat. Letting them feed him till he cannot eat anymore that he could barely keep himself upright. With his legs giving out on him, as he plopped down the pillow with a soft thud while a soft contented sigh left him.

Yet ironically they're hands were hovering right above him. Patiently waiting for him to finish his food before continuing on feeding him. It felt 8nice that he is getting attended to, but he didn't want to end up as a ball of fur instead of a fluffy bunny.

It felt like they're enjoying feeding him that much, as they're hands hovered above him like they're just waiting for the go signal to go feed him once again.

Their hands still hovered from above, as if they're just waiting around if he still wanted more. Yet he didn't move from his position when they finally pulled their hands away and place the food back away inside the bowl.

He didn't know whether to laugh or admire how this man find enough reason to willingly go through all this length just for a random bunny.

Yet this is the very same person who had gone through so much trouble not only from saving him from the clutches of death, but going far as making sure he don't cross the bridge and meet the Grim Reaper himself.

He didn't know how he got into their hands but even if it's through some coincidence, whatever it was had saved him.

At the end he'll thank them the moment he can form actual words and not just tiny squeaks or make tiny adorable grunts.

A yawn came out of his mouth, while he tucked his paws underneath. Somehow after the large amount of food he just ate made him suddenly sleepy despite how he had been wanting to sleep so badly awhile ago. He had been exhausted all this entire time yet he couldn't fall asleep after being asleep the entire time after his near brush with death.

Instead of just picking the bowl up, they turned around and grabbed the tray instead. Placing down the bowl on top of the tray, and taking another smaller bowl with water inside it along with a small plate.

Setting down the bowl right in front of him along with a small call bell.

Perhaps they sensed his curiosity or they truly meant to explain it from the very beginning, as they settled right in front of him again.

The situation felt so surreal that it felt like he is a young master of this household to be treated this way, it's amazing yet amusing at the same time. Yet it dawned on him, who else could have done this kind of thing?

Only rich people could waste all their money on everything and nothing, and if either they're feeling generous or love animals that much, they'll spend their fortune for the little pet they acquired. Or it could be a trend for rich people to buy an overly expensive pet and parade it around their friends.

He didn't know which ground they stood at, but now it made sense. This man could be the butler and he probably been bought by a wealthy man who got nothing to do with their money.

Whoever is this wealthy person then he feels glad that they spent their money over him.

Perhaps this was the butler they assigned to tend to his needs.

"Should you require any further assistance, please do not hesitate to ring the bell." By the end of his words he pressed the call bell as it made a clear sound.

The sound felt amplified now in his state, as it made him flinch when the call bell rang.

Yet it felt like they had anticipated such reaction coming from him that they didn't seem offended nor surprised by his reaction.

Instead they focused on their demonstration on how to properly use the call bell.

The situation felt ridiculous itself, yet he chose to humor them when they seemed truly eager to teach him. He couldn't bring himself to laugh at them when they only have good intentions, even if it's a simple gesture to help both of them.

Reeling back his laughter in, he pushed him closer to the bell.

To save both of themselves from any further embarrassment as he lifted his paw despite how his body complained how heavy his body felt. Oddly after eating a mountful of food made him feel lethargic, that moving an inch felt too much hard work that he barely could lift his own limbs anymore.

With a grunt, he placed back his paws underneath him which felt more easier than lifting it. Despite how his paws barely lifted from underneath him yet he gave up immediately before actually attempting to lift his limbs up.

Craning his head towards the call bell, and rested his chin against the bell.

Despite expecting the outcome of his action still made him flinch, as the bell vibrated underneath him from the sudden weight placed on it.

The sound didn't help as it rang through his ears which feel worse now that his resting on top of it. It felt way louder than before, or it was the vibration that had clearly overwhelmed him.

Pushing himself off of the bell, as he shook his head yet a scoff came from above him that almost felt close to a laugh. It felt close to laughter when it was just in time when he clearly made a spectacle out of himself.

Out of shame he pressed both of his paws on each side of his head that he can reach, only for him to lose balance and stumble forward, with his chin hitting against the bell once again.

The bell rang once again startling himself in the process that he let out a cry the moment he heard the bell rang.

It only made the situation take a worse turn, getting himself in a far more awkward situation.

Talk about dignity and pride, and he might have just thrown his own out the window. He might know only shame from here on out and nothing further.

Mortified by what just happened, he recoiled in shame. Almost stumbling in the process, he scrambled backward until his back hit the headboard, wedging himself into the narrow gap between the hardboard and pillow.

Somehow that just made things more worse than it already is, that words aren't just enough how deeply embarrassed he is.

For what felt like seconds had passed, as he remained in that pitiful spot on where he fell. Being stuck between the gap with his paws against the pillow and his back against the headboard.

Curiosity finally got the best out of him when silence continued to fill the air.

He tried to climb up the pillow to go back where he fell from, but that only made him fall deeper. Landing on the mattress with a soft thud that it barely moved under his weight.

It made him feel odd that he barely weighed at all in this new body of his, yet he pushed that aside quite determined to see the man who had nursed him back to health.

Shuffling his way out between the small gap he found, as he pushed his way out only to get stuck between the gap. With a determined huff he placed his paws on the pillow, pushing himself out as hard as he can.

Disaster seemed to love him in this new form, as he stumbled over nothing. A hand stopped him from stumbling further, yet oddly it was still enough to leave him feeling dizzy.

He shook his head trying to ground himself, as he almost lost his footing once again. Lifting his front paw up, while he tried to regain his footing yet they already helped him. Lifting him up with their hand under his stomach while the other on top of his head. Scratching the back of his ear to keep him calm, while they set him down on top of the pillow he had fallen off.

Their hands still hovered at from above, just being nice enough to look out for him if another incident occured and he isn't fast enough to lend a hand.

Perhaps out of shame from his earlier incident that followed from one another, that it drove him to headbutt their hand away.

Their hand didn't even budge from its spot with his head connecting with their palm with a soft thud. Yet upon sensing his distress that they pulled their hand away in order to not stress him any farther.

That made him even more embarrassed than he already is, as he tried to act normally and pretend he hadn't pulled such stunt only for it to fail.

Not to mention how unfazed they are by his stunt, that it felt like their treating his action nothing but a child's temper tantrum.

Maybe it's the fact that it didn't hurt, that it felt more like a tap coming from him.

Feeling dejected and ashamed of himself that he stayed still, as he tucked his paws underneath.

He felt abashed and antsy that he couldn't sit still. Shifting his paw from one another underneath him, as he feigned a yawn in order to escape the embarrassing situation he got himself into.

Letting out a yawn on purpose, while he stretched his front paws out in order to fake his way, he was drowsy enough that he couldn't keep his eyes open. His nose twitched, as he flopped down on his side and closed his eyes.

He didn't know what was going on in front of him, but he isn't going to expose himself either out of curiosity.

Instead he took it further and closed his eyes, while he tried to control his breath into a steady pace in order to make his performance more realistic.

Yet he remained uncertain if it worked or not, yet still clinging into his charade up and kept his breath steady while trying to appear relax.

He couldn't hear anything in front of him, and it made him itch to open his eyes even more.

Time slowly passed by, and his starting to grew more anxious. Silence slowly engulfed the room, and he couldn't tell if he had been left alone or they were just patiently waiting for him to ask for anything else.