TV static... {Nyon x Reader}

Lemons and tissues. Why the hell do you like those things, Nyon???

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"Yes."

I don't know what I expected but this guy is a literal saint. He went out of his way to make me happy even if he was out of his comfort zone.

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I couldn't help but grin at him. "Thank you so much"

I let go of his hand to scoot closer to him.

I couldn't put into words how much I appreciated his actions, so I just laid my head on his shoulder and gave him a hug.

I could feel him start to purr.

..~..♠..~..

We stayed like that for a while, just laying in each other's arms.

When I started to fall asleep he  moved his hand to my hair and started stroking it lightly.

That was all it took to make me pass out.

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My sleep was interrupted however by a knock at the door to our room.

I shot up and scooted to the other side of the bed while the door creaked open.

I was slightly shaking because I was scared a bit by the sudden noise.

But nonetheless the door was fully open now, revealing Luther standing in the doorway.

I mustered up a smile "Hey."

His face tightened into what looked like a smile. "Hello"

I fidgeted with my hands slightly

"What's up?"

"I wanted to spend some time with you. You are the newest edition to our household!"

He paused for a moment

"I see you have been getting along with my catman, Nyon. Have you been bonding with any of the others?"

I mulled over my thoughts in my head.

"Um.. sort of?"

He seemed to catch onto my hesitation to answer.

"Hm... Well, would you like to?"

I could tell he was trying to make me more comfortable in the house, and that honestly is pretty cool.

I smiled a bit more genuinely. "I would like that."

Turning to wave goodbye for Nyon for the time being, I followed Luther down the hallway. We walked to a wooden door and he opened it to reveal a little tea room. Its walls were light with printed flowers and a table with an ornate cloth was draped over it with a tea set.

"It's pretty in here" I looked up to Luther and he tightened his face as if in a smile

"Thank you" 

He gestured for me to sit, and I took place at his table. This room must be close to the kitchen since the kettle was very warm still. 

"So, how's it going?..."

 I was trying to make conversation, but I don't really know how to start it.

He sits down across from me and fills two cups with hot water. "Good." He seems to think for a moment before speaking again 

"How are you liking it here?" 

I perk up a bit and fiddle with my sleeve. "Um, I like it.." 

He nods and placed his hands together, seemingly in thought. "Hmmm.."