Thank you for the idea Dirty_little_kitties
kitty Luke
Luke smiled as he walked into the house. It was such a pretty house. It wasn't his, but it looked empty.
"I'm home!" Luke shouted, and giggled at his joke. This wasn't his house. He didn't have one.
He walked further inside, and saw nobody was there.
Maybe if nobody was there, this could be Luke's house.
Luke smiled widely, happy he finally found a house that was all his. It sure beat sleeping in a cardboard box. How could he get so lucky? His tail moved back in forth in excitement, his ears sticking straight up.
He ran into the kitchen, and looked around, eventually finding where the food was.
"Thank goodness, I'm starving." Luke said, smiling as he pulled out a white box.
He opened it, and didn't really know what it was, but it looked good enough to eat. Little yellowish white triangles with red polka dots.
Luke ate the cold pizza until he felt like he was gonna be sick.
"Lukey needs to take a nap." He mumbled, cluelessly searching around the house until he found a room with a very comfortable looking bed.
He opened several of the drawers, seeing brand new clothes for him to wear.
"So pretty!" Luke gushed, holding up the pink panties.
He smiled, and stripped out of his torn up clothes, sliding the panties up his legs.
He skipped over to the bed, and pulled back the covers, crawling in.
He hummed in content as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
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Michael eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he opened the door. He left it unlocked, but he swore he locked it this morning.
He stopped as soon as he saw muddy little footprints tailing into his kitchen. They looked as if they were child foot prints, so he slowly walked up the stairs.
He followed the short trail of footprints and slowly opened his bedroom door.
He saw clothes piled on the floor, and a random guy asleep in his bed.
"Who the hell are you?!" Michael yelled, causing Luke to jump up out of his sleep.
His ears flattened, and his tail wrapped around one of his legs.
"I- I'm Luke..." He said, fear filling his eyes as he held onto the blanket.
"What are you doing in my house?!" Michael yelled, and Luke looked down, tears falling from his eyes.
"Please do not yell at me. This house was empty. The door was unlocked. I thought it could be mine." Luke cried.
"That's not how it works, idiot. Get out." Michael huffed.
Luke quickly stood up, and wiped his eyes.
"You're wearing my ex girlfriends underwear." Michael said, and Luke looked down.
"Why did you keep your ex girlfriends underwear?" Luke asked, one ear poking up, leaving Michael surprised.
This kid is a cat.
"Most of her clothes are still here." Michael said softly.
Luke nodded, and crossed his arms.
"I'm sorry for coming into your house. I didn't know it was yours." Luke whispered, and started to walk to the door.
Michael sighed realizing he had never been taught anything. He simply thought if you found it, you could take it. He never had a home.
"Before I leave, do you maybe wanna cuddle? I really like to, but nobody ever holds me. One time when I was still a kitten, this lady held me, but she left me on the street." Luke said, and Michael's face softened.
"I don't know you.." He said, feeling sorry for the boy, but not comfortable enough to lay in his bed with him.
He watched as Luke wiped the rest of his tears away.
"Yeah. It's okay. I can just find a new home." Luke said, and as Luke walked down the hall, Michael felt bad.
He's knows Luke needs help. He doesn't know any better than to go into people's houses. It could get dangerous, and Michael doesn't want Luke to get hurt.
"Hey, actually, do you wanna stay for dinner? I'm having pizza." Michael said, and and Luke looked back.
"What is pizza?"
"It's like these little yellow triangles with red dots." Michael said, and Luke shook his head.
"I already ate all of the triangles. I have a box of cereal we can share. It's outside." Luke said, and Michael laughed, picking up his sweater.
He walked over to Luke, and put the sweater over the petite, clueless boys head.
"Well, I think we can just order something." Michael said, running his hand behind Luke's ear, hearing him purr.
Luke smiled, and leaned on Michael's chest, snuggling into his shoulder.
Michael didn't really know what to do. A cute kitten boy he met ten minutes ago is leaning on him. This normally didn't happen.
Michael gave in, wrapping his arms around Luke.
"You like chinese?" Michael asked, pulling out his phone as he held Luke with the other arm.
"I am siamese." Luke said, and looked up.
"No, Chinese, as is Chinese food.." Michael said.
"Oh. I like chisnesee.." Luke mumbled, not knowing how to pronounce it himself, making Michael smile at him
He was so adorable to Michael.
"Awesome. Well, what do you want to do before it gets here?" Michael said as he held the phone to his ear.
"Cuddle!" Luke squealed, running back into Michael's room, leaving the black haired boy to order the food in the hallway.
Once he was done, he saw Luke squirming around the blankets trying to get perfectly comfortable. Michael laid beside him, causing the blonde boy to lay on his shoulder.
Michael smiled, and picked up a stray piece of the fabric his blanket was made out of. He held it up, and immediately, Luke's eyes widened as he reached forward and touched the string.
"So pretty..." Luke whispered as Michael waved the string around, his eyes glued to the moving object.
Michael smiled down at Luke and held him closer.
He found his kitten.
