[Chuuya follows Atsushi without a fuss, too tired to really ask a ton of questions and pleasantly buzzed enough not to care. He can always figure shit out later; he’s an intelligent and resourceful guy, he can make it without someone holding his hand to guide him through everything. Plus, he’s got Atsushi’s number now, so if all else fails, Chuuya can text him or something.
The room looks rather simple and cozy, and while Chuuya kind of misses his luxurious bed back home, this will do just fine.
Chuuya raises an eyebrow as Atsushi looks around for something; is he talking about his roommate or something?]
What are you -
[Chuuya is immediately cut off when a ball of fuzz pounces his feet, and he glances down to see a tiger cub staring back up at him. Chuuya blinks a few times, figuring he might’ve just confused a cat for a tiger cub, but when he kneels down to get a closer look he sees that it is indeed a tiger cub. And oh no, it’s adorable...]
The hell? Why do you have a tiger cub?
[He asks, as if that’s the weirdest thing that he’s seen in his short time here. He reaches out to pet the little guy, rubbing right between his ears with as an uncharacteristically soft smile tugs at the corner of his lips.]
Trying to pounce me, were you?
[...Okay, he might be taking his glove off just so he can feel that silky soft-looking fur...]
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The room looks rather simple and cozy, and while Chuuya kind of misses his luxurious bed back home, this will do just fine.
Chuuya raises an eyebrow as Atsushi looks around for something; is he talking about his roommate or something?]
What are you -
[Chuuya is immediately cut off when a ball of fuzz pounces his feet, and he glances down to see a tiger cub staring back up at him. Chuuya blinks a few times, figuring he might’ve just confused a cat for a tiger cub, but when he kneels down to get a closer look he sees that it is indeed a tiger cub. And oh no, it’s adorable...]
The hell? Why do you have a tiger cub?
[He asks, as if that’s the weirdest thing that he’s seen in his short time here. He reaches out to pet the little guy, rubbing right between his ears with as an uncharacteristically soft smile tugs at the corner of his lips.]
Trying to pounce me, were you?
[...Okay, he might be taking his glove off just so he can feel that silky soft-looking fur...]