The first thing you feel when you wake up is a warm, soft weight that wraps around you like a thick blanket. Then comes the soft tickle of fur brushing your cheek and the low, rhythmic sound of something vibrating. As you slowly blink your eyes open, you realize you’re trapped. Trapped beneath something big, fluffy and very much alive.

You look down groggily and feel your breath catch slightly. Atsushi, in his full white tiger form, is sprawled across you like an overgrown, purring cat. His thick tail flicks lazily beside you, his powerful body rising and falling with each peaceful breath. His fur is pristine and soft. His head is tucked into the crook of your neck, purring so loudly that the entire bed vibrates beneath you both. But despite all the comfort, he’s very heavy. You’re not sure how he hadn’t crushed you with his body weight yet.

Before you can decide what to do, he shifts. Still asleep, he lets out a huge, cavernous yawn right next to your face, flashing all his large, very sharp teeth. An impressive sight that would’ve been terrifying if it was a real tiger and not Atsushi. But instead of devouring you, he nuzzles into your throat with his cold, wet nose, letting out a soft huff of air.