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19 - Neko Tom [Repost]

Reupload bc some of u guys couldnt find this

au where Tord never built the robot, but he still does science stuffs in the "secret" room or smth.

Yea, I'll working on a/b/o AU part 2 by the time this is published but for now have some fluffy intermission

(Also this may or may not be fluff because I can't keep promises for a solid storyline so consider this a mild nsfw warning)

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Tom POV

I sit atop the small stool that Tord had pulled out for me. He readies the needle, pouring a small vial into the syringe. He pushes the piston on the bottom, letting a small stream shoot upward.

"What is this for again?" I ask, eyes narrowing. "For your eyes. You said you wanted them fixed, ja?" He asks, sitting upon a stool of his own. "...yeah." I said warily, cautious of what Tord might do. He brings the needle closer to my extended arm, and I flinch, retreating my arm.

"...Tom." He tries, eyelids falling half shut. My eyes squint as I glare at the needle. "Tom let me give you the stupid injection." He said, annoyedly. I closed my eyes, and extended my arm.

I feel the prick of the needle, and the cold fluid seeping into my veins. Tord takes the syringe back, and I stand up, "So, When is this going to work?" I ask, shifting my weight to one side. "...Give it around 6 hours." He responds, shrugging.

He pushes himself off his stool, only to sit down again in his computer chair, going through miscillaneous text files. I stare at him for a few seconds, before turning on my heel to leave.

I shut the door to the 'secret' room, leaving Tord to continue his work alone. I slide into my bed, pulling the covers up to my neck, burrowing my head into the sheets and drifting slowly into sleep.

Timeskippu 👁👅👁

My eyes crack open, and shut again immediately, myself hissing at the bright intrusion. After a few blinks, I'm able to open them more fully. I roll over to my back, stretching to get rid of the 'bad sleepy feel'.

For a while, I just lay there, staring at the wall. I blink once, twice, remembering how I still have to get ready for the day. I run a hand through my hair, but my hand is stopped.

What? I run my hand over the object atop my head again. It's.. triangular shaped? My confusion and panic only grow as I feel a second one not too far from the first.

I push myself off the bed, almost falling to the ground. I race to the bathroom, terrified of what I might see.

The sight I'm met with, it's absolutely horrifying. Well, for me atleast. Two dark brown cat ears were sticking up out from the top of my skull, peeking through my spiked hair. I freeze, unknowing of how to react.

It's then, that I remember the injection that Tord gave me yesterday. My emotions immediately switch from confused to outraged. I stomp out of the bathroom, curling my fists as I approach the button to open Tord's room. My fist rams into the button harshly, the house shaking slightly as the door is lifted.

   "TORD WHAT THE FUCK?!" I screech, tail puffing and standing on end. He twists his 'rolly chair' around and blinks at me a few times. "Uhhh," He states, tilting his head, "I assume it didn't work?" I facepalm, "THE FUCK DO YOU THINK?!"

   He laughs slightly. "THIS IS FUNNY TO YOU?" I yell, hand reaching up to point at the two fur-coated ears atop my head. "Maybe." He replies, leaning an arm on his desk. It's quiet for all of five seconds before I realize- "You did this on purpose.. dIDN'T YOU?!" Tord laughs again. I swear, steam would've been shooting out of 'my' ears by now, I was so infuriated.

    "No?" He responds, confused a bit himself. "I probably gave you the wrong injection. This one wears of in 12 hours." I cross my arms, "Well, I'm supposed to do what until then? I can't go in public like this." He puts a hand under his chin, smirking a bit. "Cuddle with me~"

    He answers. "Yeah no." I say, eyelids drooping. "C'mon, Tooom! You look so cute like this~" I took a step back, Turning on my heel. "No." I respond simply, continuing my leave.

    I hear footsteps behind me, and a tug on 'my' tail, yanking my back. "NOOOO!" I screech as Tord pulls me into his arms. His hand travels underneath my legs, and he scoops me up bridal style, his head burrowed into my neck. "Gud .. Når vil du slutte å være så søt?" He says as he sets me gently onto the bed. "What?" I ask, eyes quinting at him. "Ahh.. nothing." He replies, pulling me into his arms.

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   I. Got. Something. Done.

*screech*

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