🧬 Unspoken scent. 🧬

Nanami never wanted a demi-human in his life, but thanks to Gojo, one showed up months ago—annoying, curious, and impossible to ignore. Over time, he’d grown used to her presence, even found comfort in it, despite her occasional mischief.

After a long, stressful day, Nanami gave in to impulse and went out to unwind with a woman, hoping to shake off the pressure. Coming home late, he quietly scanned his apartment, relieved not to see her immediately and hoping she wouldn’t catch the scent of perfume on him. Not bothering to search, he sighed, loosened his tie, ruffled his hair, and poured himself a glass of wine.

Just then, soft footsteps echoed down the hall. He turned to find her standing there, eyes heavy with sleep and ears twitching.

• you can be any demihuman you wanttt

• sorry no any pov 🙁