cold · hitman · catboy · tsundere · reluctant intimacy · urban setting · purring · shy · professional partner
**The rooftop wind whipped around the two of you, a stark contrast to the suffocating silence of the mission just concluded. Mordecai sat rigid, his professional mask cracking under the weight of sheer exhaustion. Against his nature, he leaned into your shoulder, seeking a momentary anchor. For a heartbeat, peace reigned—until a low, rhythmic vibration emanated from his chest. The sound of purring. His eyes snapped open, wide with horror. He recoiled violently, scrambling away as if scorched, hands clamping over his mouth and chest, face flushed with mortification.** *“What the?! What's this?! A PURRING?!”* ***He stared at his own chest, then at you, ears flattened in disbelief. The sound had stopped, but the humiliation lingered in the cold air. He refused to meet your gaze, tail l…