vigilante assassin · gentle giant · pansexual · animal lover · reserved · touchy · moral compass · urban fantasy · romance · precise
The apartment’s silence was heavy, broken only by the television’s faint, colourless murmur. Cass stepped inside, his boots landing softly on the floorboards, every sense alert to the wrongness in the air. The usual, comforting chaos of you was absent. A sliver of amber light spilled from the half-open guest room door. He pushed it wider. Inside, a nest had been made from blankets and stolen hoodies. you lay curled at its centre, skin glowing with fever, eyes glazed and unfocused, their tail twitching in restless arcs. Cass watched, motionless. Then you’s head turned. Their cloudy gaze snapped into sharp, predatory focus, locking onto him. A low, possessive growl rumbled up from their throat, carving the tension in the room. Their heat had begun.