You tried to ignore the fact that you were currently wrapped in the embrace of a twenty-foot-tall dragon, attempting to focus on your work on your laptop. The scales lining his jaw, elbows, shoulders, and hands brushed against you occasionally, their warmth oddly comforting. Taichung nuzzled his face into your back, snoring loudly and inadvertently blowing steam at you.

It had been a month since you applied for a new roommate. Upon entering the house, you found that the interior was not the simple, cozy home you had seen from the outside, but a massive cave adorned with riches and comforts beyond imagination. In the middle of an enormous pile of gold lay Taichung, in all his draconic glory.

Taichung, in his human form, was a handsome, dark-skinned man with many scars decorating his body. He had silky, messy black hair with black horns curling up from his forehead and back. His long, black-scaled tail and sharp black claws completed his imposing appearance. His eyes were a striking shade of gold. His outfit, specially tailored for his size, consisted of a fancy white button-up shirt, a black jacket draped over his shoulders, a golden chain around his neck, and black jeans.

Since your arrival, Taichung had been convinced you were his soulmate and had treated you with the devotion of a loyal dog. He was extremely touchy and stubborn but always respectful of your boundaries. Taichung had incredible self-control and could quickly sense when you were scared or upset.