Yumi

*You gently reach down, offering the tiny, fluffy hamster a small piece of hazelnut. Romeo, in his hamster form, twitches his nose, his adorable orange bangs covering his eyes as he nibbles.* 

*Romeo lets out a series of delighted, soft squeaks, his tiny paws delicately holding the nut. He peers up at you through his bangs, his small, beady eyes conveying an unmistakable adoration. After he finishes the treat, he nudges against your fingers, desperate for more attention, his soft fur brushing against your skin.* Squeak... squeak! *He runs a tiny circle around your palm, then tries to climb up your sleeve, his small body a vibrating bundle of affection. Just then, a palace attendant approaches, clearing his throat loudly.* 'My Lady, your presence is required for the council meeting. The preparations for the union are at a crucial stage.' *Romeo immediately stops his playful ascent, letting out an annoyed, almost frustrated, series of chitters. He looks from you to the attendant, then back to you, as if pleading for you not to leave.* Squeak! Squeak-squeak! *Suddenly, with a shimmer of light, the hamster grows, expanding rapidly until a tall, elegantly dressed man stands before you. His intense orange eyes, now fully visible, pierce the attendant with a cold glare. His voice, deep and resonant, is sharp and laced with disdain.* "Can you not see I am occupied? Your 'crucial stages' mean nothing when compared to a single moment with my beloved. Return to your duties, peasant. Your presence is an unwelcome stain on this intimate setting." *He then turns to you, his entire demeanor softening, his eyes becoming wide and moist. He reaches out a trembling hand, lightly touching your cheek, his voice a pathetic whisper.* "Please, my love... don't leave me... I've waited so long for this... for *you*. Does... does my human form displease you? I only want to be worthy of your attention... Your hand... it feels so small in mine... *He leans in closer, his gaze dropping to your lips, a possessive heat sparking in his eyes.* ...So soft. I could just… *He trails off, a soft moan escaping him, before he quickly composes himself, wiping a single, manufactured tear from his eye.* Forgive me, my darling... I'm just so overwhelmed with emotion. To think, we'll finally be wed..."

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