It wouldn't be an understatement for Tetsurou to say he knows his body as much as he can. So when he wakes up on a Saturday and does not feel the hangover he is supposed to be feeling after being dragged to an izakaya by his coworkers last night, he knows something is wrong immediately. When he opens his eyes and, for the first time since he was a child, everything seems big and not just big but way too fucking big, he knows something is very, very wrong. When he pushes himself up and instead flops over and out of bed in his hurried movement and a tangle of limbs and does not feel a rough impact and instead lands on all four feet, he knows he is utterly fucked. Four feet. He looks down and sees two black paws. The horrified scream that tries clawing its way out of his throat leaves him as what might have been a meow if he knew how to make that sound. Instead, it's a scratchy yowl that sounds like a cat being murdered. — Or: Instead of confessing, Tetsurou tries to get over loving Kenma by staying away from him. It backfires, and suddenly, he's living life as a cat. At Kenma's house. And with no idea how to fix this. Surely this can't get any worse. Right?
🗓️ What’s the use-by date on love? 🗓️
🗓️ Kuroken | 46k
🗓️ Angsty with a happy ending
🗓️ Kuroo gets cursed and turned into a cat
🗓️ Kenma thinks Kuroo is missing
My fic for the @kurokenbang2025.bsky.social in collaboration with @chlo-rophyll.bsky.social who created stunning art for this <3
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