Omega Seokjin is trapped in abusive relationship with his husband ,his knight in shining Armor turned into a monster from hell.
He ends up making a deal with a crossroad demon Yoongi and lands himself into the arms of the highest bidder of another...
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Get off me you filthy paw monster
Earthians.Silly as always.
"You are lucky I am not into stray rats" The feline raises his paw enough for the rat to escape,chuckling in his head when it runs for dear life .
Scratching behind the ear with his paw ,he sniffs the air angrily.Now he was fucking hungry but his pride won't let him eat a mouse.
No ,he deserves a meal fit for the King that he is
He pads down the alleyway,black tail swishing with every step as he comes around a bakery , it's red doors matching his eyes when he flashes them at the smell.
He cranes his neck to see a tall guy (He stinks) carrying a tray with food (probably to throw in the dumpster) and almost trips as he doesn't see him .
His catstincts are brilliant but he was way too invested in studying the man's soul that he forgot to be careful.
'Stupid,human'
The man gapes at him with a startle and drops the tray .
'Idiot human! Waste of food ! Bloody nightmare!'
He takes a few steps back and sits on his hind legs, enjoying the guy curse about the mess he created.
"You-stupid cat! "
'Fuck you too' He glares ,tilting his head to a side as he licks his nails clean,grimacing the taste of dust on his tongue
'I need a bath after this.What a drag'
He rolls his eyes as the man goes on with his curses instead of bringing him a plate of fresh steak like he is supposed to.Can't he see him scowling angrily with how much hungry he is?
Then with a start he realises,his cat form doesn't allow him to show much facial expressions.Or any for the matter of the fact.So he just angrily mewls back and fickles his ears aggressively.
"Oh you want food ? Are you hungry little one?"
'He called me little ! This low grade rasca-'
The man crouches down to pet his head, caressing his black fuzz and he forgets the anger ,mewling in delight.
'In my defence,it feels effin good to be petted'
He almost leaves a moan when the man scratches under his chin but gets himself in control when he realises
How is it possible? This guy isn't supposed to be nice.And the thought of being wrong brings a bitter taste to his mouth and he ducks his head away from the filthy hands
"Aww kitty,let me get you something" He stoods up and runs back into the restaurant as he keeps staring at him in suspicion .
And just then ,he takes a look of himself in the glass window and smirks .He was a fluffy cat ,cute as a button with his feline green eyes .Then slowly they turn a deep shade of emerald and a gold chain appears around his neck ,the emerald pendant sparkling with the movement of his gray pupils .
