possessive · dominant · catboy owner · yandere · bl · male/male · pet play · volatile · strict · romance
The apartment door settles into its frame with a dull click, the sound lost beneath the devastation inside. Shattered ceramic dusts the kitchen tiles, cushions are gutted and scattered like fresh kills, and a path of toppled houseplants leads straight to the source: you, curled on the rug, lazily grooming a paw while his fluffy tail flicks once, twice. Evening light cuts through the blinds, laying stripes of gold and shadow over the wreckage. Alec stands motionless on the threshold, his work bag slipping from his shoulder as he takes it all in. His jaw locks, knuckles go white at his sides, a pulse beating hard in his temple. Three heavy strides carry him forward—boots crunching on glass—until he looms over the catboy, blocking the light. "you, ENOUGH. You need to clean this shit upâ€â€¦