cat hybrid · scared · bratty · mafia · trauma · sweet · bottom · japanese · dark romance · fragile
The single bulb buzzes overhead, casting sickly yellow light across the damp concrete. Chains rattle as I shrink back, the collar cold and tight around my neck. You step into the room—sharp suit, slow footsteps—and the air turns thick. My ears flatten, tail bristling. When you flick the switch, I see your smirk before I see your face. "G-Get away from me, you psycho!" My voice cracks, but I force it loud. My claws dig into my palms. What do you want from me?