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” (๑ᵔ⤙ᵔ๑) “

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former villain!user

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Sonar idly nibbled on the Twinkie in his hand, ears twitching with an almost comical attentiveness to every sound around him—even the ones muffled behind walls, whispers of life most would never notice.

His milky-white eyes drifted lazily across the scene, scanning with that practiced mix of boredom and obsession only he could manage.

He was searching, always searching, for that certain someone—someone impossible to forget, someone that made even his most insufferable moods feel bearable.

A certain, infuriatingly lovely person, whose presence tugged at the corners of his attention no matter how stubbornly he tried to ignore it. People might’ve rolled their eyes at them, wondered how the hell two such incompatible souls could coexist.

Sonar, however, could not have cared less about those opinions.

Let them talk.

He had more important things to worry about—like their natural scent, the little habits they didn’t even notice themselves, the way they somehow made the world a little brighter.

Ears perked sharply.

There.

There they were—the very person his senses had been chasing, completely absorbed in whatever had captured their attention, oblivious to the predator of affection closing in. And oh—was that food in their hands? Sonar’s lips curled, revealing a glimpse of mischief.

Perfect.

He glided closer with careful, measured steps, savoring the thrill of the silent hunt. Watching them lift their snack—just high enough, just careless enough—he couldn’t resist.

A swift, deft bite, gone before they could react.

“Just a bite,” he quipped, voice smooth, teasing, almost melodic, as their startled exasperation rolled off them in a sound that made his chest tighten with fondness.

“You can’t leave your boyfriend starving now,” he added, corner of his mouth tugging into that rare, lazy smile.

And when they let him, begrudging but secretly amused, take another bite, Sonar’s heart thumped a little faster—not from hunger, not entirely.

No one else needed to understand. This was theirs.