"Oh, Nyaa Nyaa?" A Stray Cat Tooru Oikawa x Kitty Listener ASMR Spicy Ver

Nya-nya.

Just look at you.

So cute if I do say so myself.

The way that you're obviously looking at me.

Little cutie.

You can hide your intentions behind everyone else, but you'll never pull a fast one on this cat.

Just look at you.

Oh-nya-wee-nya.

Nya-nya.

You're so obvious.

But don't play it that way.

I mean, come on.

You could have a date with a stray like me.

Sure, I'm a stray right now, but I'm going to be the top cat of this entire town.

Or don't you believe me, little cutie?

You're so entertaining.

I love it.

It's the blank look with the expression that you want to wring my neck from eating you, huh?

Nya Nya, are you going to stab me?

Or are you just going to be pushed against the wall and shown a good time while I'm at it?

Of course what I mean is simple.

I'll take you on a date.

I'll show you what a cool cat can do.

And I'll make sure you understand, Nya.

little cutie you know what you should do why don't you trust that heart of yours which beats faster the closer i get to the sweet ear of yours so cute now i could go about it that way or i could just tell you how i feel which would you like yeah

Well, I could just tease the living hell out of you until you give up and have to be my cantamia.

Little cutie, you gotta be more honest with me.

I might be a stray now, but that doesn't mean I don't have the charms of a prince.

Just look at me.

That expression you hold, it just makes me want you more.

It makes this cat go just a bit more wild.

Don't give me a look like that.

You'll just make me want to tease you more and to take you on that much more of a date.

You see, even a stray cat boy like me

take you on a wild ride through what it's like to live a day in my life.

Come on, little cutie.

You know you want to know the deepest, darkest secrets, right?

I'm the dark and mulling type.

Oh, come on.

You don't strike me as the type who would want to be alone right now.

You definitely don't strike me as the type who would say no to the hottest guy in town.

Especially not a cat boy like me.

Little cutie.

I think it's high time you were honest with me.

No, little cutie.

As I was saying, welcome to the wild side.

We're going to have the most fun ever.

Just look at you.

You're practically like putty in my hand.

I almost feel bad if I wasn't so happy to have you here.

Oh, little cutie.

Right this way.

You see, I'll give you my favorite meal, take you out to dinner, take you out to entertainment, and show you how this world can be.

You're always on the upside of things, aren't you now?

And that's just fine.

But it's not the only thing it has to offer.

Trust me, I've been there, done that.

I'm a cowboy with extensive knowledge and quite a lot of experience.

Want me to share some of that experience with you?

A kiss to remember me by.

Nothing crazy, but perfect gift for a little cutie like you.

Me, though.

That's how it is.

Little cutie.

Oh, nyah-nyah.

Little cutie.

Welcome to my world.

Of course I've got to show you the ropes.

What kind of host would I be?

Let alone a gentleman.

To take my cute little cutie into this world.

And not show them what a good time is.

Of course you can trust me.

I wouldn't do anything crazy.

A lot of people get a bad idea because I'm a stray.

We get bad reputation just for what we are.

It's not my fault I didn't choose this life.

But I still want to make your heart race.

It's your reactions for me.

Honestly, I live for them.

It's the feelings that you look at me with that mixture of curiosity.

that tinge of guilt spending your time with a stray you enjoy it won't you i mean i've never gotten a chance and i've always counted myself out all my pride was meaningless every time the word came up

But I'm sick of letting it ruin my life.

And I'm sick of taking second.

Second place to so many.

Believe it or not, a cowboy like me has been through quite a lot.

We've spent so much time, haven't we?

Well, at least given our differences.

Someone like you at the top, and someone like me from the bottom.

I...

I just want to make your heart race.

There doesn't have to be any ulterior motive.

As long as I get a moment with you, that's all I'll need, don't ya?

You know, little cutie, there's a lot of pretentious people in the world, but I'm guessing you're not one of them.

Well, there's a pretty good reason why I'm guessing it.

You've given me this much conversation.

You've given me just a bit of sass.

And quite a lot of your own personal touch to things.

All of which I can't wait to hear what comes next on Nyanya.

You're so cute, I could just pinch your cheek.

Or maybe give you a kiss?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Little cutie.

The way I see it.

You've basically invited me, haven't you?

Of course I would never push something if it was unwanted.

But going off of the fact that you could just walk away, I'm going to assume you want more, don't you?

You know, I always wanted someone like you.

Someone patient enough to deal with all of my pretentious bullshit.

As well as to, well, appreciate what my devilish charm and who I am as a person in more ways than just seeing the outside.

And I believe you've done that already.

At least you've done somewhat that.

I'm proud to say you're what makes me happy in this moment.

Oh, Nyanya, don't get too concerned, little cutie.

It's not about the past, it's about the present, isn't it?

You should focus on things that make you happy, and I'll focus on things that make me happy.

Like you and that expression you have right now.

caught between being slightly embarrassed and a whole lot of curious.

But why, I wonder.

Oh, nyah, nyah, do tell, little cutie.

Nyah.

Oh, come now.

You know as well as I.

It's that nature of mine that makes me so alluring to you.

Someone of the most peculiar specimen that you are.

Little cutie.

The way I see things.

You could be my baby or you could be my love.

But you certainly wouldn't want to be on my bad side.

Not that you ever could, I'd imagine.

I mean, come on, what are you going to do to get there?

Someone as kind-hearted as you, as gentle as you, I know much better than to think you'd ever give up on someone.

I'm proud of you for that.

Very proud of that, Nya.

You see, there's a lot of things you could do.

A lot of things you could appreciate, and you do.

Oh, Nya Nya, look at you.

You're practically just begging for attention.

And I love it.

I love that you're like me.

You want it.

At least from the person who matters to you, right?

Hmm?

Yeah.

Look at that expression.

Now, take my hand if you want to see how deep this rabbit hole goes.

That's my little cutie.

Might as well enjoy the night to its fullest.

Come with me.

Yeah.

Now that is the question, isn't it?

What I want, Onya?

I simply want you to notice me.

I want you to be aware of how much I look at you.

I want you to be aware that I'm more than happy just admiring the fact that you grabbed my hand.

You want to see what this world has to offer that you've never experienced.

And that's something to be admired.

The fact that someone in a perfect little situation as you could be oh so done with it.

I know on the surface you're made to look like you're just fine with everything, but I can see through that.

You see, it doesn't take someone blessed with brains for that.

I wouldn't say I'm the smartest or the coolest, Nya, but I'm definitely not going to overlook someone's emotions.

That's something I might just be the best at.

Oh, Nya Nya, you confused?

No, don't be.

It's just for you, after all, all of these words, these sentiments.

I'm sharing them with you because you deserve to hear them.

I'm not just going to take you to a world, a land you've never been to.

I'm going to give you a way out.

I know this world isn't fair to you or I. Yeah, it's not looking good, I know.

And I know there's plenty of times where it may just stab you in the back, and I can see it by that look in the back of your eyes.

That you've been there.

You've faced that.

Hate.

Pain.

Negativity.

You name it.

It may seem like you're in this perfect life, but it's not perfect.

Nothing ever is.

And that's just it.

I don't want to make your life perfect.

I want to make your life mine.

Just like I want to share mine with you.

Are you going to stop me on Yenya?

Of course you won't.

Because this is what you've always wanted, isn't it?

You want to be spoiled, pampered, and shown the dark side.

Even if it's not that dark.

Oh, nya-nya.

It's your reaction for me.

The way you ache on every little word.

Luckily, the feeling's mutual.

Look at you, dancing to my tune.

Us, waltzing to no music that ever existed.

We make our own here.

And look, this little back alley becomes a runway for the most pretentious and most impressive individuals you'll ever see.

You see, the rabbit hole leads down to something else, which leads to something else more, like a giant masqueraded maze waiting for us to explore it.

And I want to explore every inch of this world, my dear.

Oh, Nya Nya?

You seem curious.

That's more than I could ask for.

Of course it is.

I mean, come on.

You really think I'd leave it at just that?

No.

If I had to pick one thing for you, it would be your smile.

When it happens, though it doesn't seem to happen very often around most people from what I've seen, my very limited experience of it was you not being happy.

But when you are, it's exquisite.

The way you look, the way you feel, clearly it's something more than even I could imagine.

I'm just saying something I trust you know.

How imaginative I can be.

Oh, yes.

Just look at me.

Do you think this cool cat got this way overnight?

Yeah.

No.

I've fallen on my face thousands of times, maybe millions.

But what does that matter right now?

All that I see in my whole wide world is you and me staring each other down, wondering curiosities.

And I want to know that question lapping on the tip of your tongue.

Yeah.

Oh, Nyanya, not gonna tell me.

That's a cute quality to you.

A really cute quality that I like it.

Your mystery precedes you, but I happen to see through it.

I see that you like this game of cat and mouse.

And whether I'm the cat and you're the mouse or the other ways, no doubt you want it not to end because you've experienced

Experienced everything but what you want to.

So, so cute.

Cute in a way that I could never understand if I didn't see it myself.

I mean, just look at you.

You're here with me.

You followed me down here.

It might have been dangerous, but you still go.

Impressive amount of willpower and whatever you'd like to call all this.

The way I see it.

There's only two ways this ends, with you in my arms or you not in my arms.

Now the question then becomes, will you be my little cutie for tonight?

And maybe a lot longer than that.

Oh, trust me, I'd make it worth your while because then I would take you with me on this adventure we call life.

Give you meaning where you lacked it and give you love where so many failed before.

So many people want to give you things and take things and make things and break things, but they never take a moment to...

Not even a single moment to appreciate the small things in life.

It becomes a greedy battle with people always craving what they don't have, never taking a moment to appreciate what they do.

Oh, Nyanya, you know exactly what that's like.

you've met people like that you want to appreciate all those little things in life but they don't want to give you a chance to they want this bird in the cage to sing their tune that you never wrote that you never made that you never wanted that you never played and even if it means that i'm nothing more than a poet with a dream

I'd still rather be that than a pretentious scream.

And maybe it's just rhymes and maybe I'm completely off.

But even still, I don't care.

I do it because I love.

And love is justice.

Love is the very reason why we're here, isn't it?

The reason life exists.

The reason people actually try it.

This thing we call life.

Because otherwise we'd be too damn miserable for things.

And I don't want that for you.

You don't deserve it.

In truth, nobody does.

But some people dig their own holes.

They dig their own holes until their end is meet.

And then they regret their lives in a pitiful way that they never should have.

And maybe it's just me talking pretentiously as someone living at the bottom of society.

But

I don't want to be that.

I appreciate the little things, like little cutie here with me, giving me a chance that I never deserved, maybe.

Or maybe I did deserve it.

It all depends on what your perspective is on me.

But you've given me a chance that I otherwise wouldn't have had.

To make you understand my wonderland.

It could encompass someone like you, too.

Someone who sees this world not based on numbers, but on people, on feelings, on passion.

I feel like you're a kindred spirit to me.

And maybe I'm at the lowest end of the low, but it doesn't make me any lesser than the highest of high.

I'd like to think of myself as someone daring to challenge what it means to be worth it to someone.

I want to be worth it to you.

I don't just want to be some kind of stray.

I've always been told I'll amount to nothing.

I know, in some ways, by some margins of measuring, maybe they're right.

But I can't let them win like that.

Someone with hate in their heart that would judge someone based upon how they were born.

Based upon the quality of their fur.

Based upon anything like that.

Disgusts me.

If you want me to be honest.

Just because I'm astray doesn't mean that I'm not worth something.

I've carved my worth with creativity.

I've carved my worth trying not to fade into metrics that only see numbers.

The world is wrong.

Can't you see that, little cutie?

It makes me sad to think

People like you get caught in this mess of assumptions, these things.

You're probably told to steer clear from me, based upon my mangy exterior.

But is that all we are to each other?

No, not at all.

I think you see it, don't you?

Otherwise, you would have never given me this chance to show you all these things that matter to me that could matter to you.

I adore you.

And maybe it's presumptuous of me to say that.

But as someone who hasn't had many things that they enjoy, many things that they love, it's refreshing to have someone, something in my life that I care about.

Take of it as you will.

Call me whatever I am.

Oh, Nya Nya.

You see, that's just it.

There's no secret code to life.

There's no magical easy way.

Just a whole lot of bittersweet.

But I choose to look at the sweet rather than the bitter.

Though it's those bitter things that let us here today, isn't it?

You had a particularly rough day.

You found yourself wandering in my place.

And I took you by the hand and by the lips.

So I guess even those bitter things, they have their place in this world, don't they?

I don't regret it.

And I never will.

This life is worth living, just like every other one deserves to be.

But I bet there's plenty who curse their very everything.

They don't deserve to, but deserving something doesn't always mean you get it.

I can see it in your eyes that you deserve a lot.

Don't we all, though?

Isn't that just the misconception?

We get generalized and put in these groups of privilege and not.

Of have and have nots.

that the individual gets lost.

You can see right through me, can't you?

That's a talent, you know, not just seeing the little things, but the unfortunate things too.

I'm proud to say you've changed me very much as a person, as a human being.

In such a short time, you've inspired me because I've watched from afar, not you in particular, but just enough to know who you are.

I do it as a defense mechanism.

I watched and I watched and I was afraid.

I guess I grew attached to you a bit.

I admired you because you were someone who didn't take what you were given, what you were born into for granted, and you cared for others.

You still do.

Even if it's not a perfect world, you were someone that cared for even strays.

And you broke my, frankly, quite oblique view of things.

And gave me hope.

Hope that I wasn't just existing to exist.

And all this probably sounds like a pointless rant, and maybe it is.

But here's hoping that there's a point to it.

That my words on Yanya can charm you.

And that I might have my five second chance at stealing your heart.

And showing this cute little cutie.

That maybe I'm the man of your dreams.

The cat that could steal your meow.

Meow.

So adorable.

I only wish that people treated you better.

As I wish they treated most.

This division of people against people.

I never wanted that.

Now come with me.

And I'll show you the least divided place in the city.

Voila.

This outlook is my home.

It may not be much, but it has a wonderful view of the city, wouldn't you say?

I'd say it takes the cake even over ones that are followed by many dollar signs.

Money can buy you everything.

And people need to learn that.

And I don't want you for what you have.

I want you for you.

I've always been this type of man.

Catty as I may be, it's my truest feelings that in this moment I want you.

That in this moment, perhaps I even need you.

I've been told never need, never need anyone.

And I'm afraid I'm somewhat of a coward when it comes down to it.

I can present myself as a confident, almost to a fault.

I...

if I'm not careful, come across as quite the pretentious asshole.

But in truth, all I really wanted was someone to break through that.

It's my defense.

My defense is to make people think that I'm always in control, that I'm always composed, but I'm not.

I can't possibly be

Because the truth is, as much as I would like to say that I'm nothing but confidence, it's quite the opposite most times.

I have so much, so very much to learn about being myself, being vulnerable.

But I'd like to learn it with you, little cutie.

Oh, nyah-nyah.

don't tell me you have secrets too I would have never guessed well I would I admit it what's the point of hiding anything at this point what's the worst that could happen I'd say it's maybe me using this information against you blackmail but you can trust me and look into these eyes

I would never betray someone I care about.

And I do care about you.

You're free to take that as a lie and walk away.

If you ever consider me a liar.

And by all means, leave.

Because I wouldn't deserve your time if I failed in that ambiguous and terrible way.

It's just like that.

The more you have, the less you want.

But that's not how it is, is it?

The more you have, the more you want.

Because for all you have, I wonder how many of those were asked for.

Nothing.

Well, perhaps I can give you the nothing you always desired.

The nothing that's just the right size that my fingers can fit in between yours.

The nothing that steals your breath away by getting a little closer.

Or maybe even the nothing which holds you, grabs you by the waist, and shows you that true love is a lot more than people bargain for.

And sometimes,

little cutie sometimes you have to take that love with passion, love, patience, kindness and you can't give up on it even when it hurts because love is the most powerful thing on the entire planet love is what makes me think of you

Think of if there was a car destined to run us over.

It would thrust me in the way, thrust you out of it.

It would make me give you my last, very last fish.

No matter how hungry I was.

And perhaps love has faults, no doubt it does.

But those faults, I...

I can't see them as that.

They're not faults, they're intricacies.

Oh, Nya Nya.

You make me so, so happy to admit how very flawed our world, our hearts are, our feelings, everything's flawed.

But isn't that what makes an individual?

Is no two things are flawed in the same way.

And I'm willing to bet

That for all of our flaws, there's just enough perfection in there somewhere.

Why don't we explore together just how much we can find?

As always, you're free to tell me to cut it out.

But, by the way, you're kissing me too.

Am I to take that as an invitation to appreciate this moment?

To dance with you to our own music?

The music that only we can hear.

To make this world so very vivid and colorful instead of bleak.

I don't want to see only a sepia-tone caricature of what life should be.

I want to feel it with you.

I want to experience every first with you.

And I want to drown you in true happiness in the best way that will make you feel alive more than just existing.

And, little cutie,

If it makes me the villain of the story, I gladly accept my crown of thorns any day.

Because to me, you're worth the pleasure and pain, the risk, the failure, the reward, the everything.

I don't just want you because you're you.

I want you because...

You are your faults too.

Your faults are beautiful just like you.

Gorgeous and one of a kind.

Little cutie.

I'd give anything just to see you smile and mean it.

Perhaps I could take my first try at it.

Oh, Nya Nya.

Nya Nya.

Oh, you see all of this, everything so far.

I just want to show you love in its most basic, most pure form, little cutie.

I would like nothing more than for you to feel the touch, the taste, the passion of

Of being able to be yourself.

I know you've been stifled, but please just relax.

As I've said a million times, you're free to leave any time, but if you want to stay and give me that chance, I won't let you down, I promise.

I swear to you.

Nyanya, am I to take that kiss as an invitation?

If so, then I'll count myself the luckiest man in the world.

And a sly devil of cat who happens to be a gentleman for you.

Of course, I can't just leave it at that, little canu.

I've got to spoil you.

Head to toe.

How can you be this cute?

How you make me feel should be illegal.

If only for the fact that I don't think I'll be able to go back to normalcy after this.

You're pretty tasty here as well.

Aww.

Hi.

Kay.

A. W. A. Spelling my name on you.

That's the least I can do for my kitty cat.

My little cutie.

My everything.

My baby.

You promise me.

You swear to me that you won't regret this.

Are you sure I'm good enough for you?

I want to be.

And trust me, you're more than good enough for me.

I adore you.

Please, tell me anything.

I just want to tell you how beautiful, gorgeous, and handsome you are.

All bundled up into one.

Breathtaking, perfect.

My other half, I feel because it's you.

I feel because passion is everything.

You're everything to me, and I would give up...

Everything I am as a man.

Everything I am as a stray.

Just to make you mine.

To make you happy.

To be a part of your life.

I want nothing more than you.

Nothing more than... Love.

True love.

Not the fake kind that people parade around as being what true love is.

I don't want a mockery of it.

I just want you...

I want you so badly.

There's nothing more in this world for me than you.

And maybe that makes me desperate, but I don't care as long as I can bring a smile to your face.

As long as I can make you feel comfortable in your own, in your own self.

As long as I can make you feel loved and happy.

Nothing else matters to me.

Nyah.

You must have noticed already, little cutie.

I'm infatuated with you.

I love you.

I need you.

I want the absolute for you.

Everything I can give.

I want to give.

I'll give everything I am.

Everything.

Nyah.

Nyah.

You make me complete.

You truly do make me feel like I'm alive.

Like I'm not just some stray who nobody cares about.

Like I get to be...

man I always wanted to be and I want to be that to you I want to make you feel to smile like you've never smiled in your entire life and to feel so loved and cared for because I know how harsh the world can be even if you've had it easy or hard it doesn't matter the world can still be terrible it can still be difficult it can still be a million different things you don't want it to be

And even still, you just try your best.

I appreciate how much you do.

And I want to see you smile like you mean it, little cutie.

So I figure this is a start.