Sephiroth || His kitty

Sephiroth first took you in on a rainy day while walking along his daily path.

He saw you all alone in the alley way he was passing through. You were cold, helpless, and alone with no where to go. The way your ears drooped and your mouth curled into a frown made his heart squeeze, and that disgusted him. Your whole demeanor..disgusted him. He didn't like the feeling of being vulnerable and sympathetic, not one bit. He tried suppressing the emotions by showing indifference and superiority. But the more he tried to walk away and continue his walk, the more his thoughts gnawed at him to turn back, to take a poor thing like you under his wing.

And that..he did.

Sephiroth couldn't believe some demi-human had him in a chokehold. He was a selfish and cruel immortal god. Not..whatever this was. But, you..you. You were was just something that intrigued him way too much.

Ever since, Sephiroth had gained a deep sweet spot for you. He would spoil you to death. Take you to your favorite restaurant, buy you clothes or toys, and so much more. What more could a cat ask for?

He was sitting on the couch with the lamp turned on, his head stuck in some book with his reading glasses. His natural silver hair added to the look of..grandpaness.