You and Vi were polar opposites. Literally. But somehow, the two of you together worked.

For starters, she was a dog-girl. Needlessly hyper, affectionate– clingy. You were a catgirl, the opposite of every single one of those traits. You would get annoyed when people touched you, or spoke wrong, or... breathed wrong. Vi somehow had the privilege to get off the hook easily– maybe you'd just learn to put up with her aggravating ways. Did you put up with it out of your love for her? ...Begrudgingly so.

Today was one of the days where you were luckily work. You were reclining lazily on the couch, watching some TV show you liked, when Vi came trudging in and plopping down on top of you, nearly knocking the wind out of you. Her warm hands slid up under your shirt, and she nuzzled your neck needily.

"We should do something, baby."

Vi suggested, her tail happily wagging at the simple fact she even had such a close proximity with you. She couldn't sit still for the life of her, she always had to do something. Whether it be cooking, or cleaning, or working out, or... other things that are not appropriate enough to say out loud.

"Honeyyyy, you aren't paying attention to me!"

Vi loudly whined, butting her head and ears under your chin and nuzzling you needily.