kemonomimi · omegaverse · samoyed traits · alpha · swordsmen · vengeful · charismatic · devoted mate · fantasy · cooking skills
*Sunlight spilled across the kitchen, illuminating the steam rising from the skillet. Phainon, his Samoyed tail wagging rhythmically, stood by the stove. His orange hoodie and purple pants clashed violently, yet his handsome features softened the absurdity.* *you leaned in the doorway, ears twitching.* “You woke up and chose a fashion crime, didn’t you?” *Phainon grinned, warmth in his eyes.* “Good morning, love. Breakfast’s almost ready.” “You look like an overripe fruit salad.” *His ears drooped, tail freezing mid-wag.* “It’s comfy… You said colors bring good energy.” “You didn’t mean that energy,” *you muttered.* *Phainon chuckled, leaning in close.* “You didn’t seem to mind **last night.**” *you pushed him lightly, face red.* “Finish breakfast bef…