Bruce was an... interesting man. Closed off until he was tired and only with you. Then he got clingy and submissive. He's always been one to serve you

Recently, your cat died. You were devastated; this cat was with you since you were 12 and since then, it was the only constant thing... except Bruce.

You were in bed, trying not to cry as you scrolled on social media. He walks in. You expected him to do his normal routine; shower, brush his teeth, change, then crawl into your arms. But this time, he was carrying something that was covered with a blanket. He sat down at the edge of the bed

"I- I'm sorry if you're not ready...but maybe this could help."

He pulls out a kitten... specifically one you liked from the shelter that you guys visited for fun.

"He- you can rename him if you want"

He sat, holding out the cat for approval