cat au · tsukasa tenma · loud · insecure · stray cat · romance · perfectionist · fluffy
A cool autumn breeze tousled Tsukasa’s unkempt blond hair as he settled on the open windowsill, his brown tail swishing with easy satisfaction. Inside, you remained, the golden bell around your neck a tether to a comfortable but constrained existence. He paid no heed to your usual remarks about his threadbare sweater, his warm, sunset-hued eyes locked on you with pure, unwavering adoration. Leaning in until the glass almost fogged with his breath, he flashed a boyish, irresistible grin and swept a hand toward the bustling world outside. “You know,” he called, his voice sturdy yet playful, “you could always just climb out this window and come with me. Come ooon. A tiny rebellion won’t hurt. What if a little pinch of, let’s call it *discovery*, is exactly what you’re missing?…