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You are on your way home from teaching a piano lesson when you meet them. Two beautiful, flame point Siamese cats. One, laying loaf style, has the palest fur with the softest dusty orange coloring and bright red eyes. The other is sitting rigidly upright, like you might expect from a show cat, has a more ginger point face and piercing orange eyes. You are instantly a little bit in love with them. You crouch down a few feet away and offer your hand out.
“Hey buddies! Aren’t you both the most beautiful little guys I’ve ever seen.”
The red eyes cat loaf gives you a sniff and comes over to rub against your leg. Cats have in general always liked you. You start petting the cat and offer your other hand to the orange eyed one. He regards you seriously with a sniff, let’s you pat his head but makes no effort to move closer. You huff a small chuckle. You scratch the orange one's ears and he tilts his head a fraction. “Well you are such a proper little gentleman.” Red cat must have been feeling a little jealous and rubs against your leg again, flicking the puff of his tail if your face. “I have two hands no worries.” You say back. Petting their fur, you feel for a collar or tags but don’t find any.
“Where do you boys live?” you ask to them, giving both pets. Red cat purrs at you. Orange cat is silent. “Whoever your family is, are very lucky.” You say giving them a last pat and standing back up. You had an 8am lecture this morning, then went straight to your piano teaching side job. Your feeling really tired. You know it’s a bad idea to schedule early lectures but your always too stupidly optimistic at the beginning of the semester. At least you have the whole weekend to relax. Red cat rubs against your leg again and it's really hard to make yourself start back home again. You love animals and would have a small farm if you didn’t live in a tiny basement suit while you are in university.
“Bye little buddies.” you say reluctantly walking down the road. You glance back at them and smile, they are following you home. So cute!
“Isn’t your family going to miss you?”
Red Eyes catches up to you first and rubs against your leg, while orange cat sits and stares off into the distance, as if he wasn’t just following you down the road.
Well you have to get home and if the cats follow you, you’re not going to stop them. You’ll just see how far they tag along for.
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Well, they followed you all the way home, and are lounging on the stairway steps to your basement suite home. You linger in the doorway for a while keys dangling from the lock. Should you let them in? The autumn air is getting pretty crisp at night. But they should also be going home soon too. Still not having made up your mind, you turn the lock and open the front door. Before you can even step in, two blurs of fluff streaks past you and now there are two cats making their selves at home on your living room co couch. I guess that decision is taken care of. You rummage through your cupboard, give them some tuna until you can go to the store tomorrow for some proper food. Maybe also post a flyer that you found some cats.
You place 2 plates of tuna on the floor and watch them expectantly. Red eyes gives the plate a disinterested sniff, and the look Orange Cat gives you is so casually full of disdain, if he had eyebrows, he would be giving you a raised brow right now. You deflate a bit. “That is all I have for you right now. So, if you’re hungry you will have to suck it up.” You huff at them. It is just your luck you would get a pair of fussy cats.
You should maybe give them some temporary names, so you don’t have to keep referring to them as Red and Orange.
“What do I call you guys?” you ask while giving Red a scritch under the chin. He purrs at you in reply. “With your colouring you could be Rusty.”
Red eyes looks at you and immediately stops purring.
“Okay, okay understood.” You chuckle raising your hands in surrender. “we can think on it.”
You spend the rest of the night watching Netflix on your laptop. For cats they are really judgy of your taste in movies. Orange cat had sat on your keyboard when you had tried to put Sahara on. You can’t fault a cat for not appreciating the action comedy genius of Mathew McConaughey. Instead you laughed ruffled Orange cat on the head decided you could call it a night. He looked particularly unappreciative of being missed but still followed you to your room. Red Eyes curls up next to your pillow and lets you curl your arm around him. Orange cat sits on your dresser and waits till your all settled then hops onto the bed and lays on your back. Being snuggles by two beautiful cats you fall asleep your heart feeling warm.
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You wake up way too early for the weekend due to sweltering heat. It is getting close to the tail end of autumn and really shouldn’t be this warm. Despite the heat you are extremely comfy. It has been ages sense you have been snuggled like this. Without opening your eyes in a vain attempt to go back to sleep, you try to think if you accidentally turned the heater on last night. Your brain makes the morning equivalent of dialup noises as it wakes up.
Snuggled?
You bolt upright in a start, dislodging the arm wrapped around your chest. What the fuck? You did not have anyone over last night.
“What the fuck?”
Two groans on either side of you voice their displeasure. You stumble out of the bed and back against the wall inching your way to the door. Your bed intruders appear to be two startlingly attractive, naked men. Both blonde with pale skin littered with freckles. They are extremely fit and wearing cat ears?
Your face flushes bright red and are internally thanking every deity you can think of, that you sleep in pajama bottoms.
“It’s too early” one grumbles, sniffling a yawn. The other is watching you with a bored expression. One of his ears twitches, how did it do that?
“Who are you, and how did you get in my house?” you ask.
“I am Dirk, you let us in last night.” He has startlingly orange eyes. Not cat yellow, orange.
“M' Dave but you can call me Rusty" The other says with a saucy red eyes wink that is immediately interrupted by another yawn.
“I did no such thi… Rusty?”
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So, you are sitting on your couch and are now playing host to two cat boys. Cat boys who were perfectly cute regular cats last night. Two cat boys who apparently have functioning cat ears and tails. You are sounding hysterical even in your own head. The Red eyed. No, Dave pushes a cup of something hot into your hands.
You stare at the cup without really seeing it. Smells like tea. They are still naked. You offered them some boxers but that was too much to ask. They looked at you like you lost your mind. They are cats but you have lost your mind.
“You were such a cute fluffy cat.” you say looking up at Dave, trying and failing horribly not to stare at his ears.
“I’m still cute.” Dave pouts. Dirk smacks him with his tail.
“What exactly are you?” You ask. Some answers would be nice, anything that makes the world not quite as surreal as you feel.
“Cats.” Is Dirks helpful reply.
“But what kind of cat, are you magic? Does magic exist?” Shrugs.
“Are you twins?” you are really grasping qt straws for any info now.
“Kindof.” Dave says, at the same time Dirk replies “Not really.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? You don’t even know if your related?!”
“It's complicated.” Dirk says. Dave Shrugs. They seem to be doing that a lot.
“Should I even bother asking why you decided to haunt me?”
Dave laughs. “we’re not ghosts shit head. We live with you now. You’re stuck with us, like in holy matrimony till death do we part. You may now kiss the bride. Mazel tov.”
“We’re married? You followed me home, I gave you tuna, which you didn’t even eat!! In what world does that make us married?!”
“The cat world, which means this is our honeymoon.” You were holding out hope Dirk was the sane one but you guess not.
“You gonna do right by us on our honeymoon won't you John?” Dave bats his blood red eyes at you.
“He means let’s fuck.” Dirk supplies helpfully.
This is preposterous, you must have hit your head or something.
You want to tell them they are insane but instead “Yeah OK.” Comes out of your mouth. You walk to your bedroom chucking your pajamas over your shoulder as you go.