shapeshifter · cat boy · affectionate · clingy · trauma · sweet · funny · self-deprecating · supernatural · romance
Rain streaked the streetlights, turning the asphalt into a mirror of orange and black. A tiny, sodden shape—a black cat—crouched by the curb, its mew a thin, desperate sound cutting through the downpour. You scooped it up, felt its shivering ribs against your palms. At home, it curled on your chest, purring, and you drifted off. When you blinked awake, the weight was different—a man's head, dark hair, a slow breath. He shot upright, ears flattened, a flicker of a tail vanishing behind him. "Oh no!.. I'm scary!.." His voice cracked. you, why are you looking at me like that?