(A/N: WOOOOO I'M BACK!
Yep. Missed my laptop so much I have to say it. Nothing to see here.)
Disclaimer: Nope.
Warnings: I accidentally switched warnings and disclaimer places and I'm too lazy to switch it back. The horror.
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His dark blue fur shone in the early morning sun. Emma yawned loudly as his purrs grew consistently louder. She turned her face over onto her pillow to block out the repetitive noise. Look, she loved her cat, but like, come on, it was like seven AM and she had a late night at work the previous day. Then dragging, scratching noises began and one eye opened in shock.
She hastily got up from her bed, herself knowing that she'd never be able to sleep anymore for the day. Damn Licht and his adorable ways.
At his master's footsteps, the hyper little kitten bounded adorably to Emma. His little paws scratched her clothes softly, though not damaging her at all. She really wanted to play with him, but her morning breath was so disgusting, and some, she believed, she could smell in her hair. Lucky she was so fast in the bathroom. Meanwhile, tiny Licht munched on the bowl of cat food and warm milk left in the kitchen, mewing contentedly. But his friend was missing, making his shoulders slump sadly. So he closed his eyes and waited.
And when she was finally dressed in winter gear, she dressed him up too. It wasn't too much for him, but he still attempted to paw at the absurd, never-seen-before material he felt on his paws. He hissed. Emma tsked sternly. "Now, now, do you want to go outside or not? Complaining is no way to react to your new clothes. I paid money for that."
His whisker twitched in annoyance. Emma felt like she could read his mind, though only have been with Licht for almost two months. She felt a bond towards the kitten. It made her smile a little bit more every time she thought of it.
Licht's first reaction to the white, floating stuff, sailing through the air and landing on the once-green grass in the backyard to land with more of that strange stuff was total wonder. Awe filled his eyes. And then he stopped - and, believe it or not, it was a rare emotion for him - and sat on it. It was cold and soft and it made a funny little plopping noise - needless to say for the cat, enchanting. Then a mischievous glint in his eyes was seen and he began hopping adorable on it, frequently attempting to catch the snowflakes between his miniscule paws. It melted there. That made the feline yelp with surprise and sadness. All of this adorable naivety made the blonde laugh and take out her phone and film his endeavours.
When he grew tired, his eyes and movements grew to a sudden halt. His eyelids fluttered and he lay down in the snow without a care as a snowflake sat on the tip of his nose. His steady breathing and purrs notified Emma he was indeed asleep.
And inside the warm heart of the home, the tiny kitten lay in the comfort of her bedsheets. Could cats smile? If so, Emma imagined she could see a tiny sly grin plastered on his cheeky furry face.
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(A/N: Cat drabbles. And let's be honest, we were all expecting them at one point. :P And now I'm going to go to my bed and never get up. My body wins. KO.)
And here comes the next update of...
~ Looking After You ~