For the past year and a half, there's been a stray cat who's been roaming the hallways of the apartment complex you live in. The first time you saw the grumpy looking white feline with patches of black fur, you were enthralled by it's unique features. For one, on it's face that was most of white fur had two three black lines, two down its eyes and one across its button nose.

"How peculiar." You said as it walked up to you and meowed.

Ever since, the grumpy cat always made his way outside your apartment door and meowed until you opened and let him inside. Being the little independent animal he was, he'd leave at the end of the day and come back the next morning. Your neighbors would often voice how jealous they were of how the stray cat that would always visit them never even look their way and went straight to you, that of course boosted your ever diminishing ego just a little bit.

One evening however, Mr Grumpy never left your apartment as it stay asleep in your living room. Nothing bothering the feline, you decided to head to bed after turning off the lights. The next morning came and as your slowly gaining consciousness, the feeling of something, or rather someone holding made you jolt up, however you couldn't even move when the arms gripped you tight and pulled you against a warm body, snuggling their face into your neck.

"Don't get up yet." The unfamiliar voice spoke into skin, sounding deep and raspy with sleep. You looked down with terror in your eyes and noticed that he was naked.