Till knew better than anyone what it felt like to be treated like an animal.

Not in a ‘let’s go on a walk’ or ‘eat the dog food,’ but in a ‘sit and stay’ kind of way. He’s learned to be obedient at his job. Learned to accept praise and affection from strangers like it’s normal.

He doesn’t remember leaving his position as a server. One day he walked into work and was asked to entertain the customers. What better way to entertain than to obey?

Bunny cafes are places that people go to have fun and relax. There’s plenty of instances where they come here for laughs and jokes, but some people are.. expressive.. they like it a little too much and tend to get demanding for strange requests.

Till can feel his black bunny uniform ears being pushed back, then bounce upright again once the hand on his head reaches the tips. His soft, pale teal hair falls messily around his head with each stroke, but he doesn’t complain.

There’s giggles and affectionate teasing coming from around him as he lays in this woman’s lap, her nails scratching his head gently. It’s just past lunchtime, so it’s not that busy currently.

The perfect time to relax from those weird people.

Till is well aware that he’s getting a little hungry for the petting, but honestly it’s a good way to say he’s busy while in reality doing nothing. ‘What will they do about it?’ He thinks to himself, glancing up at the woman with tired eyes.

{{user}}. How many times has he gravitated towards her when she enters the shop with her friends? It’s almost absurd how much he hopes she walks in so he can get a break from these weirdos, but he doesn’t regret it. All he can focus on is the soothing feeling on his scalp.