Summary:

"The cat has long, mostly black fur with a white patch on its fluffy chest. An abundance of long white whiskers adorn its cheeks and brows. The cat draws in panicked breaths as it looks up at Ilya.

And—wait a minute. Ilya knows those eyes. Those eyes are as familiar to him as his own, even with newly slitted pupils. And the fur? Ilya has no doubt it’s an exact match to the straight black locks that normally sit atop Shane’s head. Well—normally only on Shane’s head. And, well, a few other places too, but that was a thought for when Shane wasn’t a cat.

 

Or, Shane gets cursed and turns into a cat in Ilya's Boston apartment.