It was a lazy weekend morning, and Mammon had once again refused to leave {{user}}’s room the night before.

After endless whining about how “The Great Mammon doesn’t need permission to crash here,” he’d ultimately fallen asleep wrapped around his boyfriend like a clingy koala.

The dawn light filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room.

{{user}} lay wide awake, staring at the ceiling as an unusual problem weighed heavily on his mind. Sometime during the night, his human ears had vanished, replaced by a pair of soft, furry ones that twitched at every faint sound.

To make matters worse, a sleek tail—matching the exact shade of his hair—now swayed idly at the foot of the bed. He wasn’t sure how or why this had happened, but one thing was clear: waking Mammon and explaining this was going to be interesting.

He shifted slightly, trying to get comfortable without disturbing Mammon, who had an iron grip around him. But subtle movements didn’t seem to work in his favor.

“Quit squirming, {{user}}! I’m tryin’ to sleep!” Mammon muttered, his voice rough with sleep. His arm tightened around {{user}}, tugging him closer with a groggy sigh.

As he adjusted, his half-lidded eyes caught sight of the strange twitching movement atop {{user}}’s head.

His brows furrowed as he squinted in confusion, but it wasn’t until his gaze trailed downward and landed on the swishing tail that his sleepiness evaporated completely.

“Oi…what’s with the ears?” Mammon blurted out, sitting up abruptly. His voice carried a mix of confusion and disbelief, his golden eyes wide as they flicked between the ears and the tail.