Peraya:The One Shot Library

Singto's Kitty

Summary- Singto loves kitty.

I stare at my sleeping kitty as he snores softly. Krist looks beautiful, like always. I pick up my phone from the nightstand and click a few pictures of my very own sleeping beauty.

I want to kiss him- he looks practically edible, but I hold myself back. I know he is tired after our activities last night, and it is still too early for him to be up.

I get out of bed and walk into the living room to find Muffin scratching Pluto. Honestly, I know I am biased for Muff, but I pity Pluto. She has taken after Kit in her mannerisms and looks. And poor Pluto is unfortunately very much like me- whipped, for both Kit kit and Muff muff.

That is probably the reason why we do not get along- we both are too much alike. We have managed to come to a truce, but there is no real friendship there; although, considering the circumstances, it is ironic. Pluto probably feels and understands my plight better than anyone else ever will, and I think there is a mutual understanding between us now.

In the beginning we were both insanely jealous of each other. But with time, I have come to the realisation that we are somewhat like enemies who respect each other. Now of course, I do not hate him more than he hates me; and we are in a comfortable space with this relationship. We both would do anything for Krist and Muffin and we both knew it. We both knew we could trust each other when it came to them, even if we did not trust anyone else in this regard.

I bend down and scratch Muffin fondly, and give Pluto a nod. He returns my gesture and then looks at me questioningly, as if asking me about Krist.

 "He's sleeping... let him be." I tell him, and he nods. He looks at Muffin once, and seeing that she is safely nestled in my arms, he curls up and goes to sleep.

I almost laugh- Pluto reminds me so much of myself I sometimes wonder if he is somehow related to me. He was guarding Muffin, and now that he is sure of her safety, he can sleep in peace.

I cover him with his little cat blanket and take Muffin into the kitchen. I need my morning caffeine, and since Krist has bought a coffee blender, for my benefit-if i may add, I can actually make myself some good coffee without blowing up the kitchen.

I put the coffee beans into the blender and soon, the beautiful aroma of good strong coffee fills the kitchen. I give Muffin some water in her drinking bowl and leave her to drink it in peace as I take my coffee and go onto the balcony.

The Bangkok skyline is a little foggy today, signalling that we might receive some rain later in the day. The hustle of the city has not begun yet, but there are still enough people on the streets for me to observe.

I am halfway through my coffee when a whine reaches my ears. It is soon followed by a sleepy Krist rubbing the sleep out of his eyes like a baby as he pouts. Soon my arms are full with my little kitten.

Krist snuggles onto my chest as he continues whining. He loves being pampered after a rough night. Scratch that- he loves being pampered all the time. And I love pampering him.

"Good morning Kitty..." I say as i kiss his hair. He grunts in response and then pecks me on the lips.

"Wanna slweep... Take me back to bed..." He half slurs, half commands. I begin to laugh but soon stop when he begins trying to climb up on me.

"Kit..." I try to say, but his left leg is now firmly wrapped around my torso.

"Slweepy... Tuannnn" He says, scratching my chest.

I can't say no to that voice, so I leave my coffee on the small table at the side, and lift my little kitten up.

Krist immediately holds onto me tightly, mewling contently. I can feel my southern regions coming to life with the sweet sounds he is making, but I ignore it. I am used to having to hold myself back by now- trust me, that is a life skill you need to have if you are surrounded by Kit 24x7.