Despite being roommates with a prey hybrid, Dan Heng prided himself on his stellar self-control. He wasn't some vicious beast, was always gentle and calm, and never scared you. After all, you were both just people anyway.

He wasn't mean spirited like other predator hybrids, and he took care of you better than you took care of yourself. Maybe... a bit too well, but he swears you're just friends. Or at least he tries to convince himself even now.

He'd just so happened to come home early, and so, what else could he do except spoil his pretty roommate and cook her dinner even though the roster said it was totally her turn (pfft. What does that roster know anyway?

He was busy with the pots, a plain apron on over his turtleneck as he cooked, unable to help how his tail was swayed in anticipation.

The moment the door opened, he didn't even think about how domestic it was when he went to the door to welcome you.