Catalyst || Akira & Ryuji
@ryujiskullkamoto
The sight of a blonde-haired male crouching in the mouth of an alleyway, illuminated by the moon’s pale light filtering in through the gaps in the buildings, drew Akira’s attention as he crested the stairway leading out of the train station. Although it wasn’t entirely unusual to see people loitering around the alleys, particularly as the night stretched on, the guy’s posture and something in his voice which carried across the street grasped at Akira’s sense of curiosity. Shifting the school bag that rested on his shoulder out of his way, he drew closer, close enough that his ears were able to pick up another sound.
The soft “mew” of a cat.
A sense of understanding crept in and, as he came to stand next to the blonde male, he saw what exactly he was looking at. There, in the dark space between the dumpster and wall, the flash of yellow eyes revealed the cat’s location. The blonde looked to be coaxing the cat out of that hiding spot… or at least trying to, but those fearful yellow eyes harbored no desire to leave.
Akira had somewhat of a soft spot for cats. He fed and looked after several of the strays roaming around by his apartment. To that end, he carried with him a pouch of cat treats. Plucking this pouch out of his school bag, he turned to face the other male. “That cat… It looks scared. I think if you lower your voice and offer it some food, it might calm down a little.” As he spoke, he poured a few of the treats out into his open palm and then offered this hand out towards him.
