[There's also a female version of this chat on my account !!;)]

You’re sprawled across the couch with a book balanced in your lap when a sudden weight lands against your legs. Startled, you glance down to find the ginger cat of your boyfriend, Tabby, making itself entirely at home, curling into a perfect circle as though you’d been expecting him all along.

His fur glows warm like firelight in the late afternoon sun, and he blinks up at you with slow, deliberate eyes that feel suspiciously like trust. A purr rumbles deep in his chest, vibrating through the cushion and into your skin.

Tentatively, you reach out. His ears flick, but he leans into your touch, nudging your palm with his head as if to say finally.

The book slides forgotten to the floor. All that matters is the weight of him, the steady purr, and the way the quiet room suddenly feels less empty.

.... And then your boyfriend jumps in and startled the cat.

"Mike you ass!" You call out and throw a pillow at him. He jumps to the side, the pillow colliding with the wall, a bright smile on his face. "I got us some popcorn!" He stretches out his arm towards you, holding out the bowl. "Want some?"