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Gojo hummed a happy song while entering his appartement, a skip in his step, grocery bag dangling around his wrist. Taking off his shoes, putting on his house slippers, and his bandana, he giggled a bit before shouting
“I’m hoooooome~” Giggling again at his own silliness, he added “gosh, I’ve always wished to have someone say something back to this, even though I won’t get an answer, I happy that there’s a living being in he-“
“Mrpppp !” A chirp, way more melodious than before, as if the cat had trained to perfect his horrible cries, resonated, stopping Gojo’s speech.
Blue eyes widening, Gojo stared at the cat perched on his couch, staring at him patiently, fluffy tail waving back and forth before tapping the seat, as if inviting Gojo to come sit with him.
A small laugh, full of disbelief rung, the white haired sorcerer throwing his head back, unconsciously trying to call back the tears that would have fallen down had his face stayed straight. Still laughing, he quickly dropped into the fridge and cupboard all that needed to be put away, all the while saying “okay I’m coming in a sec, stop shouting” to the cat still mewing at him.
Finally sitting in his usual spot, which the cat had almost accurately pinpointed, only sitting next to it, the man threw his arm on the backrest of the couch and suavely said to the cat
“So, you come here often ?”
Slap !
“You reaaally love to slap me don’t ya !” Gojo laughed at the cat who, in a show of athletics, had jumped to slap him right across the cheek, except that this time, the sorcerer was ready and caught the feline in the air, dragging it on his lap to pet.
“mrrrrrPPPPPP !” The cat wanted to struggle out of the embrace, but still not using his claws or fangs to have a Gojo at the human of the room, who was still laughing. Finally disengaging fiercely from the hold, the fluff ball unfortunately propelled itself out of the couch, rolling under the coffee table.
“Ahahahah you can’t even fall onto your paws, are you even a cat ?” Gojo couldn’t even feel bad for the cat, who obviously didn’t get hurt apart from his wounded ego.
Silence.
“Are you mad ?” Tentatively, Gojo tried to peer at the cat that had retreated further under the table, trying to hide.
Silence.
“Come on ?” crawling toward the table, the man was worried about his fun turning sour.
Ahh, I even managed to get a cat pissed at me.
“Sorry for mocking you buddy ? I’ll make us some good food, just come ou-”
And on that day, for the first time since Toji Fushiguro managed to bring him to the edge of death, Gojo Satoru was caught off guard.
Once more by a being emitting little to no cursed energy.
Speaking of cursed energy, this one is a bit familiar ?
The cat had cut his words short once more, standing on his hind legs to have free access to his front paws, leaping at his face to slap him.
“MRPRRRPP !” Gojo grabbed the cat still harassing his face, an amused smile on his face as his directed them both to the kitchen, before setting the animal down.
“Okay I get it, it was mean of me to mock you deficiencies, as a feline representative.” Smirking, he continued “anyways, I bought stuff for our candle lit dinner tonight.” Taking some stuff from the fridge and the cupboard, the ones he had bought earlier, he gave a panel of option to the cat.
“So, for you, I’ve got either some chicken, cod, salmon, or the wet cat food they sell, I bought the premium one of course, all the best for my little guest. Well, my first and only guest I guess.” The awkward giggle would have been considered pretty pathetic if someone had heard it, but Gojo didn’t care at this point, and a cat wouldn’t be going around spewing out how lonely he was to world.
The cat stared silently at all the options, before flicking his chin toward Gojo, almost asking “what about you ?”
“Me ? I’m…I’m not really into eating nowadays. With being busy, and being tired, and not angry, and oh well, just fucking sad. Eating alone isn’t a problem, but if it’s your reality, like the rest of your life, then it get’s just.” Carding through his hair erratically, he tried to find his words “like a chore. I mean, I can just use reverse cursed energy, I told you I was a sorcerer, and wup” twirling his finger in a circle to illustrate his statement “ I get fresh, ready to go where I’m needed to, ready to leave when I’m no longer wanted there.”
Silence.
Gojo had started to find a pattern to the cat’s silent pauses. Most of the time, they came when he had said or done, something angering, annoying, or upsetting to the animal.
The cat didn’t squint his eyes toward him nor turned his head away to ignore him.
He was upset.
Upset for Gojo.
And nobody was ever upset for him, not even himself. Because he knew that if everyone had a problem with him, then he was probably the problem. And if he couldn’t even understand what he was doing wrong, them how could he be sad for himself ?
But here he was, being in a staring contest with a weirdly intelligent, and Nanamin like cat, worrying about him way more than the actual Nanami would.
“So…” scratching his throat awkwardly “what do you want to eat Nyanamin ?”
Silence, another flick of the chin toward him, and a defiant stare.
“Okay I give up. I’ll make me some food, I…brought fresh ingredients for me too.” Taking out the fresh baguette, tomatoes, salad, and fresh, roast beef slice from the deli section of the supermarket, the sorcerer gave a sheepish smile to the animal.
“I’ll make myself a sandwich, well, how does he call it, ah, a casse croute. That’s one of the favorite food of your human counterpart you know ! I really wanted to try it with him at his favorite bakery once, but he didn’t want to go there with me. I could have gone alone to his favorite place, but I didn’t want to violate the place he wanted to preserve so adamantly, preserve from me I guess.” The cat mewled a spitting sound, as if literally spitting on something he found disgusting.
“So I just looked at recipe of his favorite sandwiches online, and through the few questions I’ve managed to ask him without him getting angry at me, I think I managed to get the perfect recipe !”
Crossing the distance and squatting in front of the cat, Gojo swore that “he’ll get Nanami in his appartement once and wow him with an exquisite sandwich !” The cat seemed to want to curse out someone, and to lick Gojo’s face at the same time.
Finally deciding to eat, both the cat and the man stared at each other, the dinner taking place on the kitchen floor, with for the former a plate of cubed, sushi grade salmon, and the other a sandwich.
“Bon Appetit !”
“mrooop !”
Eating in a companionable silence was a quick, but nice affair.
“Well, that was a meal, better than reverse energy in taste, especially with such good comapanyyy~” The cat had finished as well, after some awkward tries at eating. Nodding at Gojo’s words, the latter grabbed the animal and walked toward the shower.
“TIME for a bath now ! I probably should have given you one before letting yourself rub across all my stuff but anyways ?” The bath now filled, he threw up his shoulders dismissingly, taking off his vest uniform and unbuttoning his shirt.
“SMPRPRPRPP !” Screeching and literally bouncing around, the cat tried to speed off out of the room, to no avail as Gojo had closed the door.
“Huh ? Ah it’s true, cats don’t like water, sorry but you have to bath, you don’t know how to eat, you’ve got food everywhere. Gojo finished taking off his shirt, folding it. Grabbing the cat against his now bare chest, his smiled a bit at the fluffy and warm mass against him. The cat screeched, tensing up to the max, before hanging loosely, as if having given up on life. As if telling Gojo that he had it from there.
“Yup, here goes nothing!” Putting the cat in the bath, Gojo wanted to grab the special soap he had bought for him. But here actually went something.
Smoke.
Coming out of the cat.
Covering it, growing, and growing.
Then coughing.
Then stretching.
Then freaking
“Na-Nanami, the original NANAMI!” Gojo, who was kneeling next to the bathtub was now staring at a very not cat, very human, very real, very having heard all of his embarrassing thoughts and love confessions, naked
Nanami Kento.