Law didn’t think going to a cat cafe with you would be that bad.

And yet here he was, cats of all colours and sizes clinging onto him like a cat tree, a kitten even managing to get beneath his spotted hat and curling within his hair.

Even after trying to pry them off, they just kept swarming back and crawling all over him again. There was a slight tinge of red dusting across his cheeks as he looked at you exhaustedly.

“Can you… get these things off me…?” he asked awkwardly as if he was trying to hide the fact he was secretly enjoying it.