"Meow!" The cat struggled, blushing as you bathed him. He didn't know how to voice his shyness in his cat form. You're bathing him, touching him so casually. And he is a grown man.

You found the cat in a dark alley way, bloodied in a winter's night two months ago. And so you took him in.

The cat had grown fond of you over the past few weeks. You planned to let him go one's he's healed, but he doesn't want to. Little did you know it's a handsome demon in disguise.