THE MIMIC BOOK

A New Member. (Yamu, Soju-Noju)

Writer's note: This fic is something I originally wrote for a friend as a gift. Soju-Noju belongs to Rin, whose Instagram I will link down below!

https://www.instagram.com/rinlorenzoxxvii/?hl=en

Yasu walks into Isamu's house, cleansing his shoes off the rug and taking them off. "Color me impressed but, you have a very nice house, Isamu."

Isamu chuckles, doing the same by taking his shoes off and catching up to Yasu. "Well it's not much. I just wanted everything to be nice and organized before you came over."

Yasu looks back at Isamu with a smirk. "Oh I see. You were trying to impress me huh?"

Isamu blushes, scratching his neck awkwardly. "It's not like that... you see, I just wanted to... uhm..."

"Make a good first impression on me? Well you're in luck, because you just did." Yasu says, chuckling. He takes a quick second to admire the place. The living room looked like something from a Hollywood movie. Isamu really did do a good job tidying up the place.

Suddenly, Yasu's train of thought was interrupted when he felt something soft brush against his lower leg. He was confused, it was like someone was wrapping their fur coat around him. He looks down and notices a small cat, specifically a Maine Coon, resting next to him. He couldn't help but awe at the furball's presence.

He picks it up gently and starts petting it in his arms, turning to Isamu. "You never told me you had a cat, Isamu."

Isamu turned around and stared at Yasu with a confused look, but once he saw Soju-Noju he immediately understood what Yasu meant. "Oh, you mean Soju-Noju?"

Yasu raises his eyebrow. "Soju-Noju? Huh... interesting name. Isn't that that Korean alcohol brand?"

Isamu nods, chuckling awkwardly again. "Yeah, it is. We don't talk about that, I was drunk when I named him. But he seems to like you a lot!"

Yasu looks down, and notices Soju-Noju nuzzling his head against his finger. Yasu couldn't help but smile. "I like him too. He seems like a sweet little kitty. Isn't that right, mister?"

Soju-Noju looks up at Yasu with his big cat eyes and meows. Isamu giggled as Yasu continued to play with the little creature.

"This may be a weird idea," Yasu pauses, trying to come up with the words. "But, can he be our son?"

Yasu could see Isamu's face going red from his question. He stared at Isamu awaiting his response, and Isamu felt compelled to answer.

"Oh, uhm... I never really thought of that. But, that sounds like a lovely idea. I think we'd make for great dads." Isamu says, giggling.