"Wyatt! Oh my God!" Mitch exclaimed as he stepped into the bedroom he shared with his boyfriend.
The blue cat simply offerered, "Meow," and continued prancing around the hardwood floor in the closet.
Scott, having heard Mitch's screech, popped his head into the doorway. "Babe, what's wrong?"
"Wyatt fucking got his little dusty paws all over my new Vetements!"
Sure enough, when Scott looked, there were dusty kitty paw prints along the material that the cat could reach. "Well, at least he didn't rip any seams or anything."
"Scott! Do you know how much it costs to buy Vetements, not to mention clean them?!"
Scott sighed and brought his distraught boyfriend into his arms. "Yes, honey. I know it's very expensive. I'm sorry it happened. But Wyatt doesn't realize that these clothes are not to be messed with. We will just have to move him into another room and ban him from the bedroom."
Mitch snuggled into Scott and frowned. "But I like my cuddle buddy."
"Am I not a good enough one?"
Mitch tilted his head back and kissed Scott's chin. "You are, but what if my baby boy needs me at night?"
"Then he will most definitely let us know. C'mon, Mitchie. It's either this or more dusty kitty paws."
"Okay. Fine. I do not want to deal with any more dusty paws. We'll move him tomorrow."
Scott leaned down and kissed Mitch's pouty pink lips. "And I'll pay for your Vetements to be cleaned."
Mitch offered the blonde an angelic smile. "Thanks, baby."
