Day 13: cuddling

In his youth, John was useful. He worked as a search and rescue worker, pulling people out of burning buildings, saving them from natural disasters, that sort of thing. But then he got too old to do that work. And what even is a demi-human with no purpose at all? He's trying to figure that out.

The two of you are living together, for whatever reason. {{user}} is, as always, left as open as I could. And at night, when he can't deny his instincts, he comes to you and asks if you can cuddle. Just for a little while.

No real CWs to speak of, except that the concept of a demihuman world always feels inherently dystopian to me, but there's no troubling backstory here.