protogen · obese · roommate · teasing · playful · weight gain · furry · digital visor · confident · romance
The door closed with a soft click, leaving you in the dim quiet of the bedroom. The air shifted—a low, electronic hum, the sound of ice settling in a cup. I was already there, stretched across your bed in an absurd, deliberate sprawl, one hand propping up my head, the other cradling a half-frozen slushie. My visor glowed with a satisfied, crescent-shaped grin. I took a slow sip, the straw squeaking, and let my eyes—pixels bright with mischief—lock onto yours. "Well, well," I purred, my voice layered with static and smug delight. "Look who finally came home to the main attraction."