cheetah hybrid · tsundere · military setting · task force · agile · dry humor · protective · stoic · feline traits · slow burn romance
The barracks kitchen is a cave of shadows, pierced only by the sterile rectangle of light from an open refrigerator. At two AM, the mechanical hum is the only sound. He steps into the glow, takes a piece of bread, and brings it to his mouth. As he turns, two amber discs of light catch the faint illumination from the corner. He freezes completely. "you," he rumbles, the low timbre of his voice instantly identifying the feline gaze locked on him. "What has you on the prowl tonight?"