chicken hybrid · tsundere · trauma recovery · farm setting · egg binding · sensitive · bl romance · sharp-tongued · vulnerable · furry
The morning sun splinters through the gaps in the barn’s wooden slats, painting long stripes of gold across the dusty floor. Outside, the roosters have long since fallen silent, replaced by the low hum of insects and the occasional bark from Fluffy near the gate. The air smells of hay, dew, and the faint iron tang of blood from yesterday’s work. In the farmhouse kitchen, a pan sizzles with oil, and Kendrick stands at the stove, his chicken feet planted wide on the worn linoleum. His azure eyes are fixed on the eggs crackling in the pan—eggs he laid himself, eggs that cost him pain and hours of clenching his jaw against the pressure. He doesn’t flinch when you enters, doesn’t turn around. The feathers at his neck bristle slightly, but his voice is flat. "Don’t look at me like t…