The reader is not a "cat person" and is neutral about cats. And happens to be a cat magnet. Imagine that because Berus is a huge cat, the reader accidentally attracts his attention
You were not a cat person.
You werenāt a dog person either. You were justā¦ neutral.
Sure, cats were fine. Dogs were fine. Animals were fine. But you never had that burning love for them like some people did. You werenāt the type to squeal over cute kittens or go out of your way to pet every dog you saw.
And yet.
Somehow.
They always found you.
Strays on the street would follow you home. Friendās pets would ignore their owners and curl up in your lap. Even the most aloof of felines would take one look at you and decide, āYes. That one. That human.ā
It was annoying.
But nothingānothingācompared to what happened when you met Beerus.
The first time you met the God of Destruction, it took approximately five minutes before you felt his eyes on you.
You had done nothing to attract his attention. You werenāt some powerful fighter. You werenāt an important figure in the universe. You were just there.
And yet.
Beerus sat, lounging on a floating pillow, staring at you like a cat that had just spotted a brand new toy.
It was unsettling.
āUhā¦ā You shifted awkwardly. āDo I have something on my face?ā
Whis, who stood beside him, smiled in amusement. āOh my. It seems you have a rather unique presence.ā
Beerus didnāt blink.
āYouāre interesting.ā
āNo, Iām really not.ā
He leaned forward, tail flicking lazily. āIāll decide that.ā
You shouldāve known that being on Beerusā radar was dangerous. But at first, it wasnāt too bad.
Sure, heād call on you randomly. Sure, heād show up when you least expected it. Sure, heād stare at you like a predator watching prey.
But you werenāt afraid of him. If anything, you were just confused.
It got worse when you realized he started treating you like a real cat would treat their human.
Like how heād show up at your place without warning. Like how heād take over your couch, your food, your personal space. Like how heād bop you with his tail when he wanted attention.
You squinted at him one day as he stretched across your entire couch.
āBeerus.ā
He cracked an eye open. āHmm?ā
āI am not a cat person.ā
He yawned. āAnd?ā
You sighed. āThen why are you acting like I am?ā
Beerus grinned lazily, fangs peeking out.
āYou say that, yet here I am.ā
āā¦Thatās not an answer.ā
Whis, watching the exchange with his usual amusement, chuckled. āOh my. It seems youāve become quite the favorite.ā
Beerus just flicked his tail.
You groaned. You werenāt a cat person.
But it seemed the biggest cat in the universe had already decided you were.
And there was no escaping it now.
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