Well, here it is! Sorry about the cliff hanger, I just couldn't help it!
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Also, this chapter is going to be incredibly short. Don't worry though! Chapter three is going to be posted very soon!
"Mhm? What's up Scotty?" Dust asked, through a heavy yawn. My heart was racing- I kept fidgeting my paws, and staring at the ground, trying to voice what I wanted to say.
"Scott?" Dust asked, slowly getting up and beginning to walk towards me. I kept looking at the ground, until Dust sat upright next to me, and I did the same. He looked me in the eye, and asked, "Scotty, what do you need to tell me? I know somethings wrong- I know you better than the back of my own paw." Dust and I had our muzzles around a few mouse lengths away from each other, when I began to speak.
"Dusty... I, um... I know you probably don't and can't think the same way about me, but I'm..." I said, interrupting myself through stuttering and constantly messing-up. He continued to look me in the eyes, with an unsure look, seeming like he knew what I was about to tell him.
"Dust... I, I really like you. Not in the way that a friend would like another friend... I like you, kind of like how a cat would like his mate." I whispered, looking at the ground all the while. Dust was silent for a few seconds, and I felt my chest hurt with anticipation, before Dust spoke up.
"And what if I said I felt the same way towards you Scotty?" he asked quietly, putting his grey paw on my tan one. I looked up, and into his eyes. He was staring back at me, and I began to speak.
"If you were to say that, I'd be the happiest tom cat in the forest." I whispered, looking down at the ground again. With that, Dust moved closer to me and brought his muzzle up to mine, licking my forehead, and pressing his snout up against my own.
"Dust... is this really happening?" I asked, falling onto our bedding in disbelief. Dust chuckled and moved next to be, snuggling up next to me on my side- our side of the bedding, entwining his tail with mine. "Mhm, this is really happening."
"But Dusty... what would the other cats think of us?" I asked, concern in my voice. "Who cares what they think Scotty?" he whispered into my ear, putting his front leg over my body, pulling me close to him. "All that matters is us now, okay? And no one is taking me away from you- not now, not ever. I promise." he spoke softly, before licking my head affectionately.
"Okay Dusty..." I said tiredly, rubbing my head up against his neck. He purred in enjoyment, and continued to snuggle up to be. I felt his warmth and soft fur... it was one of my favorite memories with him. He felt so muscular, contrasting to my leaner frame. I felt like a little kit when I was with Dust. He always treated me so nicely.
"Dusty, are you sure I'm not dreaming?"
"I'm sure Scotty... and if you are, this is one amazing dream to have."
"Dusty... please, don't leave me." I spoke quietly
"Don't worry Scotty... I'll stay with you and protect you as long as I'm still standing."
"Thank you Dust."
Before we both nodded off, I thought I saw a cat watching through the brush at our home's entrance. I thought it was nothing. How wrong I was.