23/5/13

Sorry for the long wait! Without My Apollo's Love has been my entire focus lately and I am in the middle of a very stressful exam period so updates are sparse!

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Almost an Actress – aww that he is!

Justme – I know … I could not resist kittens, he will be a key character now

Chapter 4 – "No kittens in the kitchen!"

The kitchen was a disaster zone. Courfeyrac had come home to find Jehan and Mozart in the middle of a flour explosion. Cocoa powder, sugar and flour covered every single space available in the little kitchen; including the previously black and white kitten. Mozart was coating in flour, not a patch of black fluff showed though. But at least he seemed to be enjoying himself with purrs and meows echoing through the kitchen. "No kittens in the kitchen Jeah," Courfeyrac shouted from the doorway; both boy and kitten seemed to look at his with the combined power of pouting. "I do not want kitten germs in my food," he argued but the adorableness was too powerful.

"I washed him before we started," Jehan mumbled and Courfeyrac accepted defeat, just grabbing a beer and lying on the settee watching through the swinging door. It was better than anything he would be able to find on the TV.

Jehan was bouncing though the mess in the kitchen, trying to find the ingredients he needed to make the brownies he had originally set out to make. They had enough of everything when he started but then the ball of fluff with claws had got involved. And even though watching Mozart squealing and sniffling when he tipped a bowl of flour was the more adorable thing ever to have happened, it meant he had only just got back from the shops when Courfeyrac had torn through the apartment in a whirlwind as he always did. They had been going out for a month now and thankfully they had got used to each other's regular eccentricities. The first few weeks of living with each other had been hard; but they were in love and that was all that mattered. Dancing Queen by ABBA blasted throughout their apartment while the brownies baked slowly in the oven with the little kitten warming himself in front of it.

Courfeyrac had the football on the tv but it was overshadowed by the music. Commentary was over rated anyway, why listen to pundits when you can listen to ABBA featuring Jean Prouvaire. It was FC Lorient versus Paris Saint-Germain but Saint-Germain were already way ahead in the table. That meant that watching his boyfriend and a kitten cook brownies was very high on his list of priorities; second actually, just below a beer. He had got in from a long day and this form of light entertainment was just what he needed. Jehan was now trying to wash a rebellious kitten in the sink; needless to say, Mozart was having none of it. Now along with the flour, sugar and cocoa powder coving the floor, there were tiny wet paw prints everywhere. Jehan was wrestling will the little fluff ball and unsurprisingly, thhe kitten was winning. He was like Puss In Boots from Shrek; one little look with those big pleading eyes then you were putty in his little paws. That manipulating creature. The tip of the iceberg was the most adorable noise ever to have existed; Mozart sneezed. The noise of a kitten sneezing, if you have never heard it, is one of those noises that will make everything stop and everyone go awww. The dust assault must have got to him as he sneezed about three times on the trot. However the kitten sneezing fit had distracted Mozart for long enough that Jehan had snuck up behind him and had now managed to push him for a bath in the sink.

Jehan walked into the living room soon after; he was sopping wet, holding a tray of brownies, and being followed by a very disgruntled wet kitten. To anyone else this would be a strange sight. Courfeyrac just shrugged it off and wrapped his boyfriend in a hug and grabbed a brownie. "That kitten is a menace," Jehan sighed with a smile.

"But an adorable one," Courfeyrac added as the kitten in question curled up on top of the radiator.

"Thank you for buying him Robin … I love you," Jehan whispered kissing Courfeyrac's cheek as his mouth was preoccupied with a brownie.