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Adorable, pleading eyes. Soft dark hair mixed with white strands. A cute, yet knowing feline smile that knows you'll cave in to any demands made.
As you gaze through the screen, you know you've fallen all over again.
"Is there anything you want? I'll give you everything you want!"
"Meow," says the love of your life, licking at her paw. Skrunkly blinks at you slowly, which you know to be the universal cat sign of affection.
"Aww, I love you too!" You can't help but coo back.
An amused snort draws your attention away from the cat to the person holding her. "You know, angel, I'm starting to feel like a third wheel here. Should I leave you two alone?" Micah's tone had an all too familiar teasing edge to it and he leaned away from the screen. The chair creaked as he turned, acting like he was about to get up and actually leave you and Skrunkly alone.
“Hey, it's not my fault she's so adorable," you counter with a cross of your arms.
"Well, believe it. She takes after me."
"Heh. Maybe. Still, I can’t believe this is the first time I’m meeting Skrunkly. You said you would show me her the second day we talked!” You couldn't believe he'd betray you like that, the nerve! A hand rested over your heart, head tilted back and arm dramatically covering your eyes in incredibly played up hurt.
“I can’t believe you were so entertaining that I forgot.” Micah's voice pulled your attention back towards him, a lazy smile tugging the corners of his lips upwards.
“Me? Entertaining? You were the one putting on the show!”
“And you liked the show too much to remind me.”
“I wouldn’t have watched your show at all if you showed me her. Probably wouldn’t even have been able to pay attention to you. I mean look at her.” You shrugged and gestured to Skrunkly, eyes wide as she stared intently at the screen. You felt more than a little honored having her full attention like that, even if Micah had set up a video of fish playing on his phone to keep her still.
“Right? Especially her fur! So sleek and shiny. I take good care of it.” Micah nuzzled his cheek against Skrunkly's, making your heart melt.
"Adorable," slips out of your mouth.
"What was that, angel?"
"I-I said you're deplorable!! It's a crime to keep her all to yourself. But Skrunkly is innocent of all charges."
"Mrow, mrow!" Skrunkly agrees. Micah chuckles and strokes her soft, fluffy head.
You're mesmerized by the sight. “So she just lets you pet her and move her whenever?”
“Yeah, she’s pretty chill with humans. Likes the attention and the cuddles.”
“You cuddle her?” You say in both shock that he doesn't cuddle the dinosaur plushie instead and that he even gets to in the first place.
“Yeah, every night! She lays in my arms while I go mimimimr–and she goes” he mimics her snore by breathing as a cat does.
You laugh under your breath.
“You should bring her over sometime.” You say without realizing you're speaking to Micah, the very same man who proposed to you after just hours of knowing each other and flew halfway across the country just to see you. His mouth curls into a smile and you think he’s going to pull something again, “Not tomorrow though. Micah. I have work.”
His smile curls further.
" Micah ." You call his name, sighing at how his smile grows even more. You know that look all too well, and you can't miss the mischievous glint in his eyes. Nor do you stop yourself from gazing at black curls streaked with white– or Micah's bright grin filled with a cute fang and the knowledge that you can't quite resist him for long.
As you stare at Micah through the screen, you know you'd never stopped falling for him.
"...alright," you relent. "Maybe you can swing by the day after."
"AW YEAH," says the human love of your life, pumping his fist in the air. "You hear that Skrunkly? You and I are going on a trip!"
"Meoow!"