(Jack's actions are partially based on my new-when I wrote this, now fucking dead-kitten TRUST ME I WANT TO DIE LMAO)

God fucking dammit he was a fucking fur-ball of trouble. Of course an adorable fur-ball of trouble, but his claws still made Mark's skin bleed, his teeth hurt his flesh, he couldn't move when Jack decided he wanted to sit on him, Mark had to constantly keep an eye out to make sure Jack didn't kill himself by chewing through a wire in his recording room... he hadn't even asked for this.

For some crazy reason Mark's mom had decided he should have a neko. Why? Mark already had Chica. He loved Chica. But now he has to deal with this half-human-half-animal thing?

Mark had no idea why he didn't send Jack back. Maybe because Jack's mom was apparently killed in a car crash. Maybe because his purr was soothing, his presence on Mark's lap was pleasant while he worked in editing videos. Maybe it was how his eyes begged for Mark to let him stay.

Maybe how it felt like he wanted to hold Jack in his arms forever.

One problem with having Jack close, though. He'd either, inevitably, start trying to bite, scratch, or lick him. What was more torturous is hard to decide. The bites are more nibble-esque, but in the wrong places (I'm talking the underside of your arm bastards) it could hurt a lot, and could open the floodgates to scratching. Scratching hurt like a motherfucker and left scars for days. Licks, they might be the most torturous of all, worse than scratching.

Jack seemed to like to climb up the back of Mark's chair and lick his neck.

(Idk tell me when in the story you'd like to start, I was gonna make this a story but I'm lazy so this is now a rp prompt)