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Chuuya is dying from the heat.
First, the air conditioner suddenly stopped working in the middle of the night in the hottest summer season that Yokohama has ever been, causing him to feel like shit. Second, it gets hotter and hotter, even though all he has on are boxers—pink Calvin Kein boxers. He can’t sleep, no matter how hard he has tried. He turns his body around to lay on his side in hopes of feeling something fresh; however, he feels something else warm press against him. Confused, he opens his eyes, and to his surprise, he's met with the sight of white fur.
His eyes widen when he sees thick white fur about to engulf his body. Chuuya gasps, “Atsushi, what the hell are you doing?”
“Hugging you,” Atsushi answers with his eyes closed, embracing the redhead tighter with his chin resting on his head. “Why?”
Chuuya tries to escape from his grip. “WHY? Are you seriously asking me why?”
“What’s wrong with it?”
“Baby, you’re literally in your giant cat form.”
“Hey, I’m a tiger, not a cat!” Atsushi opens his eyes, looking down. “I thought you said you loved it when I showed you this side of me.”
“Technically, tigers belong in the cat family so I was right but sure, whatever you say,“ the redhead drops the tiger’s hands off his waist, staring into his eyes. “I do, I do love it, okay?” He gently pushes him away.
The tiger gives him a sad look.“You don’t love me at all.”
“What? Excuse me?” Chuuya glares at Atsushi after that ridiculous statement.
“You said you loved it but you’re refusing me when all I want is to cuddle.”
“Fucking goddamit...” The redhead lies on the edge of the bed, with the oversized tiger next to him taking up all the space and making himself comfortable. “LOOK! It's fucking 45℃ today—yes, I checked it before we went to sleep—but as much as I love you, we’re not cuddling!”
Atsushi doesn’t even listen to anything he says. Instead, he begins to purr, rubbing his head against the redhead’s chest affectionately, demanding for cuddles. His eyes fill with desperation, a bright light of hope for Chuuya to give in. “Please Chuuya?”
Chuuya places his hand on his face, a defeated sigh escaping his lips. “You’re lucky that you’re cute or I would’ve beaten your ass for this.” He extends his free arm, “Come here, kitty.”
Atsushi jumps straight into him.
Bonus:
Neither of them can cuddle for long on the bed due to the heat, which keeps them up all night and will likely make them late for work tomorrow.