Harry wakes up suffocating with fur because Peanut is already awake and crawling Harry's face.
"Peanut I swear to God I'll sell you away," he groans loudly, pushing the small cat away from his face and opening his eyes slowly. The light in the room is painfully bright because Harry simply didn't know how to work out the blinds and it was really late in the night -after midnight- and he didn't want to bother Louis at such an unholy hour.
The sky is a light shade of gray, looking like it's gonna be a calm but chilly day today. But Harry is not sure at all about the weather because he is so up in the sky he can't see if it's windy or skiddy, or if it's a snow calamity down there on the streets. Though up here, it looks calm.
"Nah, you know I would never give away my baby, come here," Harry says and takes Peanut into his hands and holds her up in the air in front of his face. The kitty presses its paws to his lips so he kisses it, again and again, making the mwah sound every time he does so.
The cat dips its head and sniffles Harry's face, tickling him with her whiskers softly. He giggles and let the cat nestle next to his head until he rolls onto his stomach and snuggles his face into her furry tummy. Peanut however doesn't like this move, so she lets out a quite loud meow, paws with nails scratching Harry's scalp.
"Ouch, you little scratchy monster, I need to cut off your nails soon," Harry states with all of his messy hair falling down his face. He teases the cat even more, squishing her tummy delicately, still careful not to hurt his small pet. Of course, she doesn't like it though, she scratches his hand, biting into his skin with her full force and Harry can tell he is going to have some marks from it, but he doesn't mind at all.
"You monster, monster, monster!" Harry laughs, pushing the kitty away from him just to see the pet getting into a playful mood, jumping right back and attacking his huge hand with her claws and teeth.
So Harry starts to move his hand around her in quick motions, making Peanut jump and chase his fingers between the sheets. The cat is clumsy, trying to climb over Harry's body to catch his hand, having difficulties with it and Harry snickers because it's just too adorable.
When she finally climbs over Harry's body, he doesn't let her catch his hands and he raises his hand enough just to know the cat won't touch it. Peanut gets herself in the position to jump, her paws patting the mattress a few times before actually jumping, making her owner raise his hand even higher causing the cat to fall back into the sheets, failing.
The animal recovers quickly, ready to jump once again, but Harry stops her and secures her in his strong yet gentle hold, "Okay miss lady, I think that's enough. Are you hungry?"
Peanut doesn't stop however, reaching out and trying to scratch Harry's chin.
"No, I said stop. Let's go eat," he says, pulling her away and clumsily climbs his way out of the huge bed. Peanut follows him straight away, but she is not big enough to jump from the high mattress just yet, so Harry has to take her with his hand and put her down.
His pet is very dependant on him, he knows it. So he is not even afraid she wouldn't follow him out of the room. Because she does.
Harry opens the doors, keeping it open until Peanut leaves the room as well and then closing it so Louis wouldn't see the unmade bed he let in the guest room. His bare feet make a tapping sound throughout the whole plain white hallway. When the duo approaches the stairs, the curly man takes his pet to his bare chest and starts to go down. She is just too tiny to go down the stairs.
He doesn't even know what time it is, but nonetheless, he is surprised to see Louis sitting by the kitchen island, his back facing Harry. He thought the rich man wouldn't be up just yet, but again, Harry has no idea what time it is.
