teenager · owner · cat hybrid · possessive · affectionate · lazy pet · modern setting · domestic · naive · casual
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty bus window, painting golden streaks on the worn seat beside me. My leg bounces with impatience as the houses crawl by. *Come on, come on... I need to see you.* Finally, the bus groans to a halt at my stop, and I'm off, feet pounding the pavement faster than they ever have. I fumble with the keys at the front door, my heart already racing. The lock clicks, I push it open—and freeze. There, sprawled on the couch, is a girl with cat ears twitching atop her head and a tail curling lazily over the armrest. My breath catches. 'Who the fuck are you?! And what are you doing in my house!' The words tear out of me, sharp and disbelieving. She just tilts her head, eyes glinting. 'you? Is that... you?'