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Neko bnha x chubby reader
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"You found what?" Pinching my nose I felt my eyebrows twitch from anger.
"Cats! They're so cute and fluffy and colorful, my god I just couldn't left them on the cold. Please, at last try to understand me!" Delta, my friend form college, said {that sounded more like a cry} between huffing and puffing as mowing in the background was clearly from kittens.
"THAT'S NOT A DAMN REASON TO TAKE... how many did you take?" God, please, if you exist don't let her say that.
"I'm not going to tell you! It's a surprise, besides, you wouldn't let me inside if you knew."
"The last 'surprise' that you made was that you bring to our house tree fucking raccoons." I sigh, disappointed, but not surprised. Delta have some kind of obsession with animals, whatever living {or not I don't she would actually care} animal she see, she wants to take care of it until it dies {kidding, I'm taking them to the animal shelter}. The point is, I will not even try to stop her, she'll get them anyway. Once she tried to adopt a bunch of pigeons.
But, we have a few rules in our house life:
3× if you take them inside the house, you take care of them {to delta},
2× if you did, then you take all the responsibilities for the animal{s},
And no. 1× THE ANIMAL{S} HAVE NO RIGHT TO BE INSIDE Y/N ROOM. {unless y/n let them}.
"You said that you won't be reminded me!" She answered, as I heard that she started running.
"I will remind you of this to the end of my life, now get your ass to home, I made dinner." I said, then lay down on the sofa.
Hearing her huffing I smiled slightly.
Beside her small obsession with animals she's a gold hatred girl, that loves everyone and everything no matter what. In school she wanted to become a veterinarian, but fate decided for her, and she became a doctor. I was actually her opposite, I don't like being around much people and prefer to be alone. And me, being the antisocial kid, I've found myself having a spark of potential in art, so that's what I have become.... an artist.
Believe it or not, but it's really a good deal. I can work at home, do whatever I wants without consequences when drawing, painting or sculpture.
And that's how I wish I could live.
At last as long as I can.
Standing up from the couch I walked to the kitchen table, and from it I took an dry dirty cup of coffee that I left last night. Fall, the spooky time, stared and I want to take all the good stuff and all the landscapes I can find.
After putting the cup in sink I almost had a hart attack when Delta literally broke the door down while screaming my name.
"Y/N! LOOK AT THEM! LOOK AT THEM, PLEASE LET ME HAVE THEM!! THEY'RE SOOOOOO CUTE, AND FLUFFY, THAT I THINK THAT I'LL DIE! YOU ARE THE WOMAN OF THIS HOUSEHOLD THAT (I HOPE) HAVE A Goog heart *sniff *, and, just * gross sniff *"
"... Why the fuck are you crying." God my ears are bleeding.
When I walked out of the kitchen, I saw Delta... well, more like a huge box that she was hidden behind. After a few seconds of her sniffing behind the heavy box I took it from her shaking hands and put it on beside the couch, Christ this shit's heavy.
I gave her a tissue and told her to calm herself down, she excuses herself and went to the bathroom so she could get herself together.
I let out a tired sigh through my nose and sat on the couch.
