Jumbled Yet Amazing Day

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(You may listen to it while reading this! I just love this OST a lot so I would be putting this in some of the chapters frequently. I think this song fits with this story :) )

Y/n's point of view


The light shone through the curtains as the alarm from my phone started ringing. Groaning, I sat up and turned it off. I'm not a morning person.


Meow~


What the hell? When did I start hearing cats? I hate them so-


mEoW!!!!


I opened my eyes and saw Munchkins on my blanket, staring at me angrily.


"What is it, Munchkins??"


I asked him, ruffling my hair left to right. He meowed again as I sighed.


"Ok, your breakfast."


I put the blanket away and stepped on the rug. Munchkins followed me to the kitchen and sat on the tiles as I make his breakfast.


"Wine or Milk?"


I asked him, and he meowed.


"Yeah, foolish me. Cats either drink milk or water. Pfft."


I shrugged and watched him eat it. His eyes lit up, and he started devouring it.


"You like it?"


I questioned him while rubbing his silver fur.


"I don't know what type of breed you are. You have silver fur and porcelain skin underneath. You have two different eye colors, grey and brown. The grey one has a blue scar that sparkles in the dark. You are extraordinary, boy."


I told him, ruffling his fur. In return, he meowed happily.


"You should go to the toilet if you want to pee. There's a litterbox beside it-"


I explained everything to him and left him because just by observing him. He's not like other cats. He knows our human language and is very calm. That's, I guess, made me adopt him. After getting ready for work, I kneeled and ran my fingers through his soft fur as he purred out.


"Oh, boy. I don't want to leave you, but I have to. I have to go to work, you know? You're a good boy, aren't you? You will stay good for me, right?"


He meowed as I rubbed his neck.


"Well, gotta go!"


I picked him up and kissed his nose. His eyes went widened as he looked away. I leaned towards him and sniffed him.

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