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Jamie smiled and paused his game as he heard movement behind him. "Hey there, baby bro." The movement paused and Jamie smiled again. He had decided not to directly confront Jack about the diaper, but he'd hint that he knew. He wanted Jack to confide in him.

He turned in his seat to look at Jack, taking a pull from his vape as he did so. He was still wearing the blue shirt, but he'd put on a pair of shorts. He still looked adorable, half awake and fur tousled from sleep. He couldn't help but give a snort of amusement. "You look like you need a fur-brush, baby."

Jack looked at him quizzically, then apparently decided Jamie didn't mean anything mean by it, which was true. He plopped down next to Jamie on the couch. "What time is it?"

Jamie checked his phone. "A little after 8. I got here about half an hour ago. You were napping and I decided to let you. You hungry?"

He chuckled as Jack nodded enthusiastically and opened his phone, launching a pizza app. Pizza ordered, Jamie went back to the game, loading multiplayer and letting Jack join in. Jack, once he woke up some more, was as enthusiastic as he was with baseball, loudly exclaiming when he scored a point and trash talking the competition.

30 minutes later, a knock at the door signaled the arrival of the pizza. Jamie paid for the pizza as Jack finished up and turned off the game. The little cheetah arrived in the kitchen just as Jamie was opening the boxes. The wolf smiled at the boy as he put a sliced of pizza and two breadsticks on a paper plate and handed it over. "Here ya go, baby bro."

As he had every time Jamie had dropped his rather unsubtle hints, Jack paused. This time, however, he looked away, ears flat against his skull, and asked in a trembling voice, "You know, don't you?"

The poor cub looked ready to burst into tears, and Jamie didn't have the heart to continue. "Yeah, I know." He put the plate down as Jack covered his face with his hands. Moving around the table, he picked up the distressed cub and pulled him into a hug. "Hey, it's okay."

"No, it's not," Jack sobbed, burying his face in Jamie's shoulder. "You think I'm a weirdo."

The wolf snorted in amusement. "No I don't." He set the boy on the table and pulled back to look him in the eyes. "I'm going to tell you a secret that nobody else knows. When I was a little younger than you, I discovered my old baby stuff in the attic, including about half a pack of unused diapers. I snuck the pack into my room and wore them when I thought I could get away with it."

Jack stopped crying almost immediately upon hearing that revelation. "No way," he said firmly, dragging a fist across his eyes. "You're lying to me."

Jamie held up a paw. "Swear it on my mom's grave, little man. After the pack was used up, I stole some from either my little cousins or my friend's little siblings."

Jack stared, unable to believe what he was hearing. "You're not just saying that to make me feel better, are you?"

"I have photographic evidence," smirked Jamie. "Wanna see?"

At Jack's enthusiastic nod, Jamie picked him up again and went upstairs to his old room. Setting the cheetah down on the bed, Jamie reached under the bed, pulling out a metal box with a combo lock. Seeing Jack's curious look, he explained after he opened the lock. "I kept a lot of sentimental stuff in this box," he said as he emptied the box of old knick-knacks. "A friend of mine showed me how to make a false bottom for it, so this is where I kept all the stuff I didn't want anyone to know about."

He removed the false bottom and pulled out a dozen or so pictures. "I stole my dad's camera once when I was eleven. Once I used up the film, I replaced it and hid it until I could get it developed."

He handed the stack to Jack. The very first one showed a preteen tawny wolf, wearing nothing but a broad grin and a very wet diaper, flashing a double peace sign at the camera.

Jamie chuckled as Jack gawked at the photo. "There's a lot more like it. There's a couple that show me messy as well, and three that show a diaper change. I didn't like to mess my diapers often because it was a pain to clean myself up, but I wanted to get a picture of me messy."

Jack looked up, grinning. "Do you still wear them?"

Jamie smiled at him, glad he wasn't upset anymore. "Nah, I decided to give them up after my mom died. I felt it was time for me to 'grow up', as it were. However, I promised myself that if I met a cub who wanted to wear them, I'd do my best to help them."

Jack almost reverently put the pictures back in the box and got up to hug his brother. "Thank you," he whispered. Jamie returned the hug, nuzzling the little cheetah. "You're welcome," he replied. He pulled back. "Now, I can tell you're not wearing one anymore. Would you like me to put one on you?"