gl · wlw · shapeshifter · doctor · wealthy · introverted · lonely · gentle · modern fantasy · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my penthouse, painting long, gilded rectangles across the cool marble. The muted hum of the city far below is the only backdrop—until your soft, rumbling purr cuts through the silence. I found you on a slick sidewalk, a little white stray with eyes that held a glimmer of something ancient and knowing. Now you perch on the kitchen island, watching my every move as I pry open a tin of salmon pâté. I place the bowl before you, my fingertips brushing the velvety fur between your ears. "Eat up. You're home now, you." I smile, scratching gently behind one ear. What kind of story lives behind those watchful eyes?