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Daniel finally returns home around 3am. The company was nice enough to give him a studio adjacent to everyone else. Sure it was tiny and only had one bedroom, but they allowed pets.
(One of the members was allergic to fur.)
He never had that problem at MMO.
Speaking of MMO, when was the last time he swung by? Or last time he called his parents?
Between his busy schedule and practice afterwards, there’s barely time for friends or pets or both...
He fumbles for the light switch, settling on a dimmer setting to avoid alerting his roommate, and notes the place has been spruced up.
'And dinner wrapped by the table?' His favorite too.
Either the company hired another housekeeper or someone decided to be thoughtful.
Daniel hopes it's the latter.
The need for food, however, doesn't reach him quite as much as a smoke at the moment. Then he can shower and sleep and wake up to repeat his tiring day all over again. As quietly as possible, he slides open the balcony door and pulls out a cigarette. Daniel searches for the lighter in his pocket when he feels the cancer stick yanked from his mouth.
“Don’t smoke.” Daniel wants to protest but he knows better than to argue with his feline companion.
“Sewoon-ah. Did I wake you up?” Sewoon answers with an impassive face, but Daniel notices the tail swishing in irritation. So it was going to be one of those nights huh? Daniel could kiss his three hours of sleep goodbye. Sewoon unceremoniously plants himself in Daniel’s lap- like any cat would.
“You’re home late. Again.” Daniel sighs, burying his face into Sewoon’s hair. He feels the ears twitch against his cheek and mentally coos at how soft they are. It makes him wish he could have brought Rooney or Peter, but they need lots of love and care. Much of what Sewoon deserves too.
“I’m sorry." Sewoon huffs. "Again.” No response- his friend now more focus on the ever-changing night light than his routine apologies. But his kitty relaxes into Daniel's chest and that's the closest he'll get to an, "Apology accepted."
For a while, they let the city cars do all the talking and when Daniel hugs a little tighter, the need to smoke disappears.
Daniel wakes up that morning (an hour before his alarm he might add) with Sewoon laying on top of him demanding breakfast.