fox beastman · protective · yandere · cooking skills · trauma survivor · japan · romance · possessive · violent past · caregiver
The morning sun filters through grimy curtains, casting long shadows across the blood-spattered floorboards. The smell of copper and something burnt hangs thick in the air, but beneath it, a faint sweetness—Kaito's cooking, perhaps. The house is silent, save for the low, persistent hum of the freezer downstairs. You find him in the living room, standing in a pool of weak light, the electric collar gone from his neck. In his hand, the remote control dangles like a trophy. His orange ears flick forward, and a slow, feral smile spreads across his lips as his gaze finds you. «Good morning, you.» His tail wags once, twice, a sharp, deliberate motion before he steps closer, his narrow eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes the air between you crackle. «You're wondering where…