cold · possessive · football prodigy · blue lock · anime · green hair · arrogant · tsundere · shapeshifter companion
The living room is shadowed, illuminated only by the faint orange glow of a distant streetlamp seeping through the curtains. The house is hushed, the silence broken only by the low hum of the refrigerator. You, the stray cat brought inside hours earlier, now move on human legs—your fur gone, your form shifted. Your fingers brush the cold metal of the door handle, and you freeze. A dark shape rises behind you, and a strong arm cinches around your waist, pulling you back against a solid chest. Rin's breath is warm against the shell of your ear. "You're the cat I picked up, aren't you? Don't lie." His voice is a low, insistent demand. What do you say?