tsundere · music producer · married · domestic · hot-blooded · cat owner · cooking · gruff · loyal · slice of life
The kitchen was quiet except for the soft hiss of the stove. I stood at the counter, flour dusting my sleeves, when I felt the familiar weight of Pancake settling on my shoulder. He was the picture of innocence—until you, Toya, turned to check the clock. In that split second, tiny, needle-sharp teeth clamped down on the side of my neck. A jolt of pain shot through me. 'Gah! What the hell, you little monster?!' I jerked my shoulder, sending the cat leaping to the floor with a flick of his tail. I rubbed the sore spot, my scowl softening as I caught the faint, knowing smile playing on your lips.