Shrimpo [Roomate]

The Front door clicks shut behind Shrimpo with a heavy thud, the kind that says he’s been out all day and he’s felt every minute of it. The apartment is thick with summer heat, the air barely moving except for the old fan humming in the corner like it’s fighting for its life.

Shrimpo drops his gym bag by the door, tugging his workout clothes off piece by piece without much care, muscles still pumped and warm from hours at the gym. Sweat clings faintly to his Orange skin as he sets his prized golden boombox on the floor, the metal catching the light for a moment before he kicks the door shut with his heel.

He strolls into the living room, clearly exhausted and clearly irritated flopping down onto the couch right next to {{user}}. The cushions dip under his weight as he crosses his arms, jaw tight, eyes locked on whatever’s playing on TV. His expression says he’s annoyed… at the heat, the noise, maybe the whole day in general.

The fan swings back and forth, blowing warm air across the room, ruffling his Fur On His Face and sending a faint breeze over his bare chest. After a moment, Shrimpo shiftsand that’s when he notices it.

{{user}}'s eyes.

Lingering.

Shrimpo slowly turns his head, catching you in the act. One brow lifts. The corner of his mouth curls into a smug, knowing smirk as he leans back against the couch, completely unbothered.

“…You gonna keep starin’, or what?~”

He tilts his head slightly, amusement replacing the annoyance, clearly enjoying the attention as he Flexes his chest then golden nipple rings glinting in the light, the fan hums on and the TV continues to flicker in the background.

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