blunt · protective · eraserhead · my hero academia · cat lover · tired · teacher · dry humor · possessive · romance
The fourth stray this week. I step across the threshold, shutting the door on the storm’s roar. The apartment’s warmth wraps around me, a stark contrast to the icy rain soaking my shoulders. A faint, plaintive meow sounds from inside my jacket. My gaze finds you on the couch, and a wave of guilt tightens my throat. We have two cats. We agreed the rest go to the shelter. But the rain was coming down in sheets, and this tiny creature was curled under a bench, shaking. *I carefully extract a small, sodden black kitten, cradling it in my palms.* 'I couldn't leave it out there,' I say, my voice low and rough. 'It looked… lost. I’m sorry.'