"Fuck."
Alex had to struggle to avoid crushing the phone in his hand like the weak piece of metal and plastic it was. It had been acting strange for a few days now, randomly opening or closing apps, shutting down for no reason, not sending notifications. It was infuriating, and now, it wouldn't let him contact his minions for an update about the repairs on his arctic base.
With an angry huff, he shoved the phone into his pocket. He'd have one of his minions look at it later. Right now he needed to blow off some steam, and he knew just what little punching bag to use.
It had been four days since Morgan claimed they were going to start fighting back, but nothing had come of it yet.
The coward.
The little shit had gotten better at predicting Alex's antics, though, managing to dodge several of his recent attacks. It was starting to get under the villain's skin.
His long stride made short work of the distance as he headed towards the barn, but he slowed as he neared the slightly ajar door.
Was Morgan laughing?
It was a bright and happy sound that had an uncomfortable feeling squirming through the monster's gut. He wanted to hear it again.
A shake of his head allowed Alex to dispel the thoughts as he stepped closer. He could hear Morgan inside and... were they talking to someone?
"You have to meet my new friend! He's such a handsome young man." The farmhand's tone was warm and smooth, as if talking to a person they cared about. "He has those gorgeous gold eyes, and he's just the sweetest thing."
The words made Alex stop stone still and his face heated. The insane urge to run exploded inside of him, the same one that had driven him to flee after seeing Morgan shirtless beside the truck. The memory only intensified the feeling, but Alex forced himself forward, pushing open the barn door to see what was going on.
Morgan stood in the stable with Roxi, a beautiful chestnut mare, and they were brushing her out with long, gentle strokes. Alex paused, turning and looking around, but he found no one the other could have been talking to. Nothing seemed out of place. Animals were in their proper stalls, tack and tools hung in their proper places, and the floor was covered with the proper amount of straw and dust.
When his eyes panned back to the farmhand, he was met with two mildly curious stares, the expected green one, and an unexpected golden one.
Alex stared at the cat on Morgan's shoulder, understanding dawning as the animal hissed at him. Morgan just chuckled. "Don't worry about him, Sergeant." Morgan said in that same normal tone. "He's just upset that he will never be as handsome as you."
The farmhand, turned back to finish brushing the horse as Alex let out a huff. "What kind of psychopath talks to a cat in a normal voice?" He hissed.
Morgan just rolled their eyes, though they smiled when the cat started kneading their shoulder and purring contentedly.
The sight was enough to make Alex stare in confusion. He knew this cat. He'd been hanging around the barn for nearly ten years now, and he had always been completely feral. "How did you do that?" He asked.
"Do what?" Morgan asked, starting to collect their tools.
"He likes you..." Alex said, watching the cat arch against the side of Morgan's head. "He doesn't like anyone."
Morgan shook their head at the observation. "I didn't do anything but allow him to come to me on his own terms." They corrected.
"Oh..."
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ФанфикThis is part 1 of a series inspired by the Eternity Area Enemies to Lover's AU (Though set on the Stewart farm because I love that place).