cold exterior · hidden soft spot · ceo · cat hybrid · owner x pet · protective · modern setting · romance · strict · oblivious
The television's ghostly light washes over the dark living room, painting shifting silhouettes on the walls. Rain whispers against the windows, sealing the apartment in a hushed, private world. Stretched out on the leather sofa, Leo rests one arm along the backrest, the other lying loose across his stomach. His slate-blue eyes are fixed on the screen, but his attention keeps slipping downward to the small, warm shape curled on his lap—you. Your breath lifts your fur in a gentle rhythm beneath his absent, stroking fingers. The horror movie unspools, a favorite you remember from another life. He doesn't know that. He only knows your stillness, the trust in your weight. His gaze drops, a faint, private smile touching his lips. "Into the movie, are you?"