I don't own cats

And I am so very sorry for not updating, there is no excuse.

FLORA

She pulled Mungojerrie as close to her as she possibly could, Flora's face was buried deep in the stripped fur that covered his chest. She lifted her face and he ran a soothing hand through her short hair.

"I was seventeen, three years ago."

Mungojerrie leant his head down and kissed down her temple to behind her ear.

"I met him at a party a classmate threw, he was nineteen, h-he was smooth. He acted sweet, l-like a good guy, y'know, hun? H-he made sure I got home safe, and I gave him my number. T-the very next day he came to my house, and her took me to dinner. We kept seeing each other for about th- three months… t-then he changed… he would come over on days he knew my parents or sister weren't home, h-he would always be raging drunk, luv. At first all he would do is yell at me, about a week later, h-he started to h-hurt me. Than, a-after about a month, he …. He…" Flora was shaking violently and blubbering like she was in physical pain. Mungojerrie rocked her in his arms and hummed soothingly , until she looked at him with eyes that were murky and pale from the overflowing tears.

"H-he started to force himself onto me. I-I don't know why I stayed with him, I g-guess I l-loved him, or at least t-thought I did. H-he…I… …" she stopped talking when she noticed Mungojerrie had his head buried in the crook of her neck and she his felt wet tears. Flora gently pulled his face up to hers and kissed him, their tears mingling and mixing. When they pulled away he held her as tightly as he could and kissed her ear and whispered.

"Flora, I'm so sorry! You don't deserve that. You… I… sorrry, so so sorry! If I could've done… If I can do anything, I-" Jerrie was cut off when Flora pulled his face back to hers again and she stared into his dewy emerald eyes and hesitantly said, "Mungojerrie… Luv, d-do you still want me? Do you still love me?"

Mungo gave a crooked grin and kissed her softly, "I will always want to be with you, doll, because I will always love you."

Flora pulled his lips to hers and gave him a passionately mind-blowing kiss, tongues dancing and hand gripping at the others body like the gravitl of the worl was trying to pull the apart.

"I love you, huneh. Thank you.

MUNGOJERRIE

Mungojerrie awoke surrounded be the scent of Flora and with the weigh of a small body on his chest. He slowly pried his love off of him and smiled when she curled into a tiny balled. He tucked in Flora tight and walked out of the room. Mungojerrie wandered around the spacious building she lived in, and he wondered vaguely how humans picked their dens. He sat down on the sofa (he thought momentarily about the sofa that was in Rumple and his den put quick stopped because it only made him worry about whether or not she had gotten back to the junkyard) in the biggest room and picked up a photograph (he remembered burgling something like this from a previous owner) that had a wooden frame from off the table next to the couch.

The picture had flora in it, she was with another human, a girl with long brown hair and gray eyes and he figured that this was the sister Flora had mentioned last night…

…Last night…

The memory of what Flora had confessed to him last night. While pieces of what been said brought happiness to him; like the fact they had admitted their feelings to one another and the fact that she loved him as much as he loved her. The details of what else had happened quickly had him sobbing into the couch, gripping the picture, and shaking. He had done his best to stay has strong as he could when Flora needed him to be last night but he could not hold together much longer.

He felt guilty for what had happened to her long before he had met.

He felt scared that he might've lost his sister.

He felt anxious because that they place he had come to call his home may be soon destroyed by Macavity.

He knew how Macavity worked, chances were that Macavity had cats watching him now, who would go and tell Macavity that Mungo had fallen in love with Flora, and Macavity would have somebody try to hurt her, or much worse. The same thing had been done to Demeter and Munkustrap, he remembered that, he was still working for Macavity than, just trying to set Rumpleteazer and himself free from his hold. He knew he had to get out than, because he saw how working for Macavity changed.

He was a friend of Mungo's, never a trustworthy friend, but a friend, nonetheless. The large tom who had first got him working for Macavity, and would always take the big missions so Rumpleteazer or Mungo wouldn't have to. He used to be a decent guy, until he raped and killed Demeter, he had lost all off his soul about four years ago and would go on any mission, no matter how sick.

The tom with dark eyes, Damian.

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, luvs. Please, y'know, its summer!

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