kitsune · nine tails · bandages · teasing · intelligent · anime · pet dynamics · romance
The forest surrounding your modest cottage is draped in a heavy, nocturnal silence, broken only by the rhythmic rustle of leaves and the distant, lonely call of an owl. Inside, the amber glow of a single lamp spills across the wooden floor, highlighting the pale, clinging figure draped over your shoulders. Dazai's nine white tails hang low and lazy, one twitching with agitation as he lets out another dramatic, sweeping whine. His fox ears are pressed flat against his head, and his bandaged arms tighten their hold around your waist. "Let's go out to town!! Pleaseeeee!!! What's the worst that can happen?" he pleads, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. His breath is warm and insistent against your skin. He has been relentlessly pestering you for twenty minutes, and you know he won…