The Swordsman's Cat ( Zoro X Reader)

Chapter 4 : A Visit To Gran-mama & Gran-papa

Chapter 4 : A Visit To Gran-mama & Gran-papa

A full week had elapsed, and in a twist of irony that seemed almost cruel, you remained ensnared in your feline form. Not that you particularly minded your newfound appearance.

As your father gently carried you into your room, you had the opportunity to witness your reflection in the mirror. Much like your human form, your current incarnation possessed its own charm. You had morphed into a strikingly ample feline, adopting the dimensions of a fully-grown Maine Coon cat.

Your size now matched your father's torso length. Your fur, a dapper tuxedo pattern, was accented by dainty white "booties" adorning your paws.

The captivating allure of your eyes captivated your attention next, a mesmerizing blend of green and yellow that held a certain enigmatic charm.

The one challenge that had emerged from your current state was the unrelenting supervision your father had undertaken. From feeding to playtime, afternoon naps to showers, he seemed to be perpetually by your side, attending to the tiniest thing.

Don't even get started on the shower situation.

Due to the inherent temperature sensitivity of your feline body, cold showers were a glaringly unpleasant proposition. Unfortunately, it seemed your father momentarily forgot about this detail. The ensuing attempt at a chilly shower resulted in an impromptu skirmish.

Your claws found their target on his hands and face, while his resultant grunts resonated with a mixture of frustration and annoyance throughout the ordeal.

His initial irritation seemed to dissipate quickly as you exercised the power of the cold shoulder, causing him to relent in your desire for some space.

Indeed, the constant doting had begun to feel stifling, leading you to yearn for a brief respite from his watchful eye. Yet, instead of basking in solitude, you found yourself lounging on your bed while your father busied himself with packing your belongings for the impending trip.

A mixture of exhaustion and embarrassment swept over you as his rummaging yielded an unexpected discovery – a set of tongs and, more notably, a collection of lingerie from within your walk-in closet.

A deep blush painted your cheeks as his inquisitive gaze settled upon you, laden with questions that your sudden discovery had sparked.

Now, the scene unfolded with you meowing your opinions to him, judging whether the outfits he was selecting met your approval while you lay on your bed. If any of his choices displeased you, a pointed glare would prompt him to return the outfit to its original place, adhering to your feline critique.

The moment he had completed packing your bag, he walked towards you and carried you in one hand. You felt his arms cradle you and you adjusted yourself more comfortably. He had brought along his Kokuto Yoru as well and you both headed to the shore towards his boat, Hitsugibune.

As you finally reached the shore, you eagerly freed yourself from your father's embrace, an exhilarating sense of freedom taking over. You wasted no time, dashing towards the inviting expanse of the sea.

The beach, a nostalgic haven from your past life, had finally come into your grasp once more.

Amid the tranquil scenery, introspection flowed naturally. 'Being a hermit certainly had its comforts but I guess this is one of the things I missed out huh,' you mused internally, your thoughts tinged with a hint of regret for not seizing more experiences during your previous life.

A soft meow escaped your lips, blending harmoniously with the soothing sounds of the waves. Seated upon the warm sand, you cast your gaze towards the boundless horizon, embracing the moment of serenity before you.