Okay, so I was playing with my baby cousin and my cat, Tammy when I came up with this little drabble. I hope you like it! Enjoy!
Eli Goldsworthy never got jealous.
Not even his girlfriend's ex-boyfriend made him jealous.
But this? This was entirely different.
"This is Eli. Say hello." Clare chided the small bundle in her arms. Two different shades of green orbs locked. Eli had never felt like he had to compete for Clare's attention, but this time, he felt as if he might have to.
"What's that?" Eli asked, slowly and carefully. Clare couldn't distinguish the other hidden emotion, but decided to ignore it.
"His name is Cain." She stated proudly. As if on cue, Cain looked up into her eyes. She giggled and grinned down.
"Clare?" It took Clare a minute before she returned her attention back to Eli, who was slowly, but steadily growing annoyed with the two.
"Yeah?" She asked, petting Cain, who seemed to love all the attention he was getting.
""Where did you get him?" Clare smiled and rolled her eyes.
"My mom." She answered as through it was the easiest answer in the world. Suddenly, Cain struggled out of Clare's grasp and landed on the floor. Cain crawled over to Eli and looked up at him, pleading for attention with the saddest emerald eyes Eli ever saw. Eli tried not to waver. He reached down, gave him a small pat on his head and turned away.
Eli felt a giggle burst through his lips as Cain traveled up his dark, skinny jeans.
"What's he doing?" He asked, astonished.
"I think he likes you." Giggled Clare. "The saleslady told me small kittens love denim. Something about their claws getting somewhat stuck."
"Well, get him off!" Eli cried in a shrill voice, trying not to laugh like a maniac. Clare reached over and scooped the small kitten up in her hands.
The kitten gave out a small meow, causing Clare to bite her lip. "He's so cute!" She cooed to the black fur ball. Eli felt another tug. Clare pushed Cain in Eli's face. Eli was now face to face with his worst enemy, who was getting harder and harder to hate. All of a sudden, the kitten's tongue poked out and gave Eli's nose a good lick. Eli recoiled and rubbed at his nose.
"Ugh, it felt like sandpaper!" Clare giggled uncontrollably and reached over. She planted a small kiss on his nose and gave him an apologetic smile.
"Stupid cat…" He murmured before capturing her smiling lips into a kiss. However, it didn't last long when Cain, suddenly aware he was not receiving any attention, jumped on Eli's leg and resumed playing with his denim jeans.
Eli broke away from Clare and glared at the cat. He picked him up and glared.
"Oh, you don't want to mess with me." He warned, but Cain paid no mind and leaned in for another lick.
Hope you enjoyed that!
~S.S.