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A small, cream colored kitten with chocolate brown socked paws and mouth padded her way across the cool, wooden floor, soft and quiet as she made her way down the dark hallway, slightly restless in how alone she was.
After a moment, she paused, noticing a sliver of light coming from a crack in a doorway. The door was ajar, and she peeked through, trying to see if she could squeeze through the small space. The kitten almost tumbled backwards as the door creaked open, exposing the room to her as she got back onto her feet and crept slowly and cautiously into the room.
It was fairly bare, a small television sat on a stand right against the far wall, quiet voices coming from the speakers at the front as the screen gave off a faint artificial glow, and a couch with a plush chair on either side of it, angled in front of the television to leave just enough space in between the furniture for people to squeeze by to go and sit down.
She made her way towards the center of the room, hearing breathing coming from the couch as she crept closer and closer. She was curious, wanting to know who else was in the room with her.
The kitten decided to crawl under the couch, wedging herself into the small space below and wriggling her way through until a pair of bare feet came in view at the other side.
She stared at them for a moment, before leaning forward and licking at one of the feet, looking for attention from the owner. A deep breath came from above in response, the feet moving just a bit, but resting once more in an ever so slightly different position.
She moved out from underneath the couch, popping out the other side and deciding to sit up and lick the top of the foot in hopes of a better reaction. The intake of breath was sharper this time, movement being heard as the boy above leaned slightly over to see what was bothering his foot repeatedly.
The kitten looked back up expectantly at him, sitting down calmly and letting her tail curl in and out as she purred softly. He stared back at her for a moment, trying to figure out what she wanted from him, before turning to look down at the other boy that lay across his chest, a curly mop of green hair tickling his nose and threatening to make him sneeze as he did so.
He resisted, determined to stay quiet and not wake the boy up, looking back down towards the kitten as she let out a small but high pitched meow.
“Shhh, Chestnut.” Shinsou whispered groggily, trying to readjust himself so that he could reach down and picker her up. It would be nearly impossible, the only hand that could reach far enough was currently trapped underneath Izuku, and he was afraid of waking the tired boy up.
It didn’t help that the hand had also fallen asleep, and any movement sent a sharp tingling sensation down his contained arm.
The kitten meowed again, more vocal this time as she stood on her hind legs and placed her front paws on the side of the couch. She was much too small to reach very high, but she was determined to get up and join the pile of cozy, sleeping bodies.
Shinsou shushed her again, trying harder to free his arm once more, succeeding in sliding it out from under Izuku this time, but in doing so he caused Izuku to stir, the boy breathing in deeply for a second as Shinsou lay motionless in hope of letting Izuku fall back asleep. The pins and needles rang out in his arm and he bit his lip to keep from reacting.
Izuku’s breathing returned to it’s deep ins and outs as he fell back into a deep sleep, Shinsou letting out a quiet sigh of relief in response. He moved his hand downward and reached towards the kitten, trying to get her to come to him rather than scratching the couch up in an attempt to scale the exterior all on her own. The teachers would kill him if they saw two dozen scratch marks littering the front of the couch, and that was the last thing he wanted to wake up to come morning.
Thankfully, she perked up when she saw Shinsou’s hand, moving towards him and letting herself flop forward into his hold. He lifted her up carefully, gripping her gently but firmly as he brought he to the one small spot on his chest that wasn’t occupied by Izuku’s head.
“Better?” He asked hushedly, watching her as she curled up on the spot and nuzzled her head against Izuku’s. In a moment, Shinsou could see her sides rise and fall at an even and steady pace, telling him she was now fast asleep as well.
He looked over at the television, only really noticing just now that it was still on. The show he and Izuku had been watching a marathon of was long over, and a new program had started playing in the background as they slept. A game show of some kind, if Shinsou was going to take a guess based off of the wild colors and big smiles of everyone that appeared on the screen.
After a moment, he turned his gaze back towards Izuku and Chestnut, watching them as tiredness began to sweep over him yet again.
They were warm, there was no doubt about that. Warm and soft, resting on top of him with just the right amount of weight. It was a nice feeling that filled his chest and passed through him, causing a warm shiver to fill his heart as he thought about the two, and realized how much he loved them.
They are wonderful, he thought, as he placed his arms over Izuku and squeezed him gently but firmly, closing his eyes as he rested his head back down, sleep overtaking him as he dozed off, happy thoughts swirling in his mind as he did so.