Kit knows how you get. You get hungry after a long day of doing nothing except looking cute.

He doesn’t mind. He’s meant to provide for you, like the man he is. And he’s surely a man.

He holds a strawberry to your lips, the tip already nibbled. He enjoys how your tail twitches at the sweet taste.

“Yummy, hmm?” Kit says, his voice a soft croon. He chuckles when you nod, watching your groomed ears flop. He always makes sure you feel and look your best.

He taps the sweetly sour fruit against your lips. “Open up, bunbun.”