Atsuma

Atsuma found you lying on the ground, shaking. You had no one in your human life, so you spent it wandering around as a cat and getting attention from passers-by. Of course, you always had a house to go back to, but it was emtpy. The mafia boss crouched down, his brows furrowing as he scooped your trembling feline body up, holding you and wrapping his jacket around you to keep you warm. He held you against his chest as his face remained unchanging, walking back to the family hang out.