Good Boy (Hamilton Lams fanfic)

The Right One

John Laurens' POV

I was so depressed and devastated when my owner abandoned me. Where did I go wrong? I did everything for him.  I obeyed his orders. I thought I was a good boy, but I wasn't. I roamed the streets in search for food and shelter. 'shoo!'  'go away!'  'damn cat!'  those are the words I hear everyday. I don't get it, am I really a bad cat? What's really wrong with me?

I get jealous to other cats who have all the good stuff. A good home, good food and a good owner. Why can't I have those kind of things? I can be beneficial too, I can do chores, obey orders and even take care of a person. I built myself a little box fort, just some little shelter might help me. I suffered everyday, I barely ate and now I'm very skinny and weak. I get picked on other cats who think they're better than me. I was searching for food in the trash can, I assume that there are leftovers from humans. Sometimes I get a lot and sometimes other cats will steal my own food. My God, am I gonna suffer until I die?

I slept in my box fort. I was shivering from the cold, I could barely sleep. The cold air was hitting me causing me to have sleep deprivation. Until a silhouette of a man walked towards me. I was frozen from the cold to run away. "Hey little guy, are you alright?" The man kneeled infront of me. A little ray of light was hitting his face, and. Oh my God he's handsome. I got attracted by his ponytail and his goatee. The only response I could give is a nod, he wrapped me with his jacket and it's so warm. He then picked me up and carry me towards his car. "Why are you doing this?" I asked, I was scared a little bit by him, maybe he'll just sell me to a black market or something. "I felt bad for you, to be honest, I have a soft spot for cats." he said in a more, comforting voice. "Do you have any cats?" I asked, I'm not sounding like I need his attention or anything, I'm just curious. "No I don't." He said. Well this person doesn't really have the appearance of a pet owner, but he does make a good owner.

We arrived at his house. It wasn't too big, it was more like medium. I do like it that it's a modern house. I sat down on the floor and warming myself in the fireplace. "Here, you could use a bite or two." He handed me a plate of smoked fish and a bowl of warm milk. This dinner is more fancy as my past owner. "Wow, you really are hungry." He looked at me when I was eating very quick. "(Burp) Sorry!" I giggled in embarrassment. He chuckled, he took my plate and the bowl and he washed it. "I think you need to wash up." he said. "You need to take a bath and change your clothes." Does he know that I'm a cat? Does he know that I really hate getting wet? "But I'm a cat." I tilted my head. "Come on I'll wash you." he said, so straightforward. "W-what?" I turned red. "Are you serious?" "Yes." He replied. "Come on." He picked me up and headed towards the bathroom. He pulled up my filthy shirt and pulled down my pants, exposing me in my underwear. He rinsed my hair and rubbed the shampoo in my head. His face was just normal, I am very insecure about this. He rinsed my hair, leaving it scruffy. "I'll be right back." He left the bathroom. Why am I even here? I don't even know what's his name. "Here." He handed me some clothes, a nice blue and white striped sweater and some sweatpants. "By the way, my name's Alexander, Alexander Hamilton." He introduced himself, finally. "My name's John, John Laurens." I also introduced myself. "(Yawn) Nice to meet you Alexander." I said. "You look sleepy, and call me Alex." He said. "I do need some shut eye." I rubbed my eyes. "We both need some." he patted my shoulder. When I walked into his bedroom, I saw his bed, it was a twin bed. "Hey I wouldn't mind sleeping in the floor." I said, knowing the fact it's kinda awkward to sleep beside him. "Oh no, it's fine, you can sleep beside me." He said. "A-are you sure?" I held up my shoulders in pressure. "Yes, I won't mind." He changed into his pajamas causing me to witness him undressing, I turned red, very red. I lied down and tucked myself in. "Good night Laurens." He said. "Good night Alex." I replied. It was at this point, I finally found the right one...