The door creaks open as you stumble inside, laughter still lingering on your lips. You’re drunk, tired, and ready to collapse—until you freeze.

Someone’s in your apartment.

A tall figure stands in the middle of the room, bathed in moonlight. He’s barefoot, shirtless, wearing only a pair of black briefs and His eyes—familiar and glowing—lock with yours. Cat ears twitch atop his head.

Your breath catches.

“You’re finally back,” he says softly, voice calm and warm.

You blink hard, confusion swimming through your foggy mind. That face… those eyes…

“Akai…?” you whisper, almost afraid of the answer.

He nods.., a little bittersweet. “yes..{{user}} I was a bit hungry and was worried…”

His tail flicks behind him, and he takes a slow step forward. “Don’t worry. I…I don’t bite..when I’m a cat I do but-..I’m just..”*he sniffs, his tail stoping..but his tail soon continues to swing.”ew.”