❝ I’ve never seen them before! What is going on? ❞ ( to Kyouya )
brooklyn nine nine prompts.
well. he has no way to explain the hoard of cats that had flocked to him. there’s like five or six different cats, all preening for his attention, and kyouya’s absolutely littered with cat fur.
and he has no idea where they came from, either. so, now he’s squatted, giving all of them his attention, and his bad boy rep is probably near shattered by now.
“dunno,” he says, looking down at the calico that found her entertainment in nuzzling his palm. “was just walkin’ along and… yeah. they all found me.”
and finally, kyouya stands, clears his throat (and at the movement, one of the cats meow), and turns towards nariko, face scrunching together. “you need somethin’?”