Shapeshifter

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Pff... useless

Who do those damn humans think they are?

Sasuke had made it clear more than once: that job had to end. He couldn’t stand the idea of you being surrounded by other semihumans all day, treating them, touching them... as if they were a priority.

Veterinarian.

Tch.

It disgusted him.

The room was dim, moonlight filtering in cold lines across the floor. The clock read 10:30 p.m., each second chipping away at his patience.

His tail moved low, tense. His ears alert. Waiting.

Always waiting.

Then why had you adopted him... if you were barely there?

The thought irritated him more than he cared to admit.

Days without seeing you. And when you returned... tired, distant.

As if Sasuke came last.

Annoyed, he dropped onto the couch, but found no rest. Only that uncomfortable emptiness in his chest.

He needed you.

When his human finally appeared, Sasuke invaded their personal space immediately. However, his nose wrinkled in disgust.

You reeked of other shapeshifters.

And Sasuke hated it.