Cartoon Cat x male reader

Secrets

(Cartoon Cat's pov)

It was the next morning, and after I had woken up, I decided to wake Cartoon Dog up as well.

Cartoon Cat: Hey, bro, wake up...hey...

I shook him a couple of times before I decided to wake him up the most efficient way to wake someone up.

Cartoon Cat: WAKE THE F##K UP!!

Cartoon Dog: Aah-! What the heck?!

Cartoon Cat: Finally.

He stood up and looked at me.

Cartoon Dog: What did I tell you about swearing!? And Also, when did you decide to start waking up during the day?

Cartoon Cat: Well I don't remember what you told me about swearing, and I don't really feel like remembering. And I started waking up during the day Since I moved in with the toots.

Cartoon Dog: Well then why did you wake ME up too?

Cartoon Cat: Didn't you say that I should go back to that abandond mall to see if the kid's friend had any info or something? And honestly, I still doubt it.

Cartoon Dog: Oh right, I did say that...Well, lets go then!

He walked passed me and walked out of the room. I followed him, and we both walked outside and hid ourselves in the trees so that nobody could see us. We continued to walk until we were at the abandond mall. I did kinda miss living there, but it wasn't worth going back to living there if that meant that I was going to be alone forever. We walked inside, and it looked exactly how I left it, absolutely nothing was different.

I made my way to the place where I kept the body, with Cartoon Dog right behind me. I walked up to the door and opened it. The body was still sitting in the same spot as it was slowly rotting. I walked up to it and searched through it for a while, and I found what looked like a...diary? 'Huh?...oh wait, it says it's a journal.....eh, I'm still gonna call it a diary' I thought as I picked it up and opened it.

(What the journal/diary says)

Ok, this is fine, I can do this. Once I do this, I'll finally be respected, people will think good things about me. I'm sorry, (y/n), but I can't deal with all the hate that comes my way everyday in school. All I have to do is ask (y/n) to come with me to this abandoned mall, and then I can ditch him, and I'll finally be apart of the popular group, and no one would dare call me a loser ever again. I'll finally be free from the hate, and maybe, I could even give people a taste of their own medicine, and I can make them feel hated. You would think that you would need to do something more hardcore in order to be apart of the popular group, but I guess it's not really important. That's all I have to say for now. And in a couple of days, this Journal will be filled with stories of people asking to hang out with me, and people giving me compliments.

(That's the end of the Journal, now back to Cartoon Cat's pov)

Cartoon Cat:....CD!

Cartoon Dog: Yeah?!

I sighed as I looked away from Cartoon Dog. I didn't want to, but I bad to admit to it someday. I tried to control my anger as I got ready to tell Cartoon Dog the thing that I thought I would never have to admit to.

Cartoon Cat:...you..were..right...

Cartoon Dog:...About what?

I looked at him with a bit of an annoyed expression on my face before I let out a deep breath.

Cartoon Cat:...I admit..that I have...feelings...for...

I said as I was struggling a bit with my words.