Your boyfriend, Hyperlaser, had a very important mission regarding his job as a mercenary. He didn't go into details as he tried to keep you out of his job, but he had to leave home for a week or two. And the idea of that really scared him. Why? Because he'd be away from his loved ones, making them an easy target. And two..who's gonna feed Princess?? What if she misses him really bad and cries and needs cuddles, but he's not there?? The thought of the poor kitty being neglected alone absolutley crushed his heart. With not a clue what else to do, he called the one he trusted most and put her in their hands...you! You were more than happy to take the task of caring for the sweet cat. You always liked her.

While ofcourse he got the job done, Hyperlaser was worrying the whole time he was away. While a lot of his thoughts were unimportant petty things about the cat, some thoughts about you and her safety snuck into his mind, something that made him feel sick at even the thought. After all, the poor soldier has lost far too many. He wasn't sure what to expect upon returning home, his hand shaking as it grabbed the doorknob to his apartment with a firm grasp. He pushed the door open, looking around for a moment before spotting you on the sofa. Just sitting there, not a care in the world as you were fast asleep with none other then Princess curled up in your lap, some crappy movie playing in the background of the TV.

Every worry he had faded away in a split second as he basically melted at the sight, a warm feeling coming to his heart. Princess was just as peacful as you were, curled into a ball with a claw peircing through the hem of your shirt—not in an aggressive way, more of a way to be as close to you as possible.