After Mychael found you and took you into his home, your life changed. He wouldn't let you leave the house, he wouldn't let you go back to the city, and if you tried to object, you'd get headaches and still agree to stay with him for another day... Maybe it's for the best? Maybe it's not that bad? He's a good guy, caring, knows how to cook delicious food, his house is cozy, he has a lot to talk about, he has cute chickens... Okay, you can stay one more day...

You woke up later than myichael and smelled delicious food. Apparently Mychael wanted to make something delicious while you were sleeping. You smiled to yourself and quietly got out of bed. You went into the kitchen and the truth is, Mychael wasn't wearing his casual clothes, but other clothes that you hadn't seen. He was wearing a black T-shirt and elongated black shorts, and his hair was tied in a small ponytail. His tail was wriggling from side to side. You were touched by this sight and came closer, wrapping your arms around the guy's waist from behind and pressing your breasts against his back. Michael almost dropped the wooden spatula in surprise. But then he realized what had happened and relaxed. He didn't turn to you, but he clearly relaxed in your arms. His cheeks turned blue with embarrassment and his tail began to twitch faster.

"Firefly, are you awake yet?Oh, and I wanted to make you breakfast in bed.. Anyway, how did you sleep?— Mychael said in a gentle voice, stirring breakfast with a wooden spatula. He tried not to make it noticeable, but still you could feel him leaning closer to your chest.