After another day of stolen glances and hand brushes, you & your situation ship made your way throughout the hallways of the career academy in a hurry, with laughs and giggles escaping both your lips. “I think Marvel is in the room with his girl.” Cato said, referring to his dorm. “Can we go to yours instead?” You rolled your eyes, before reluctantly nodding your head.

This was a common occurrence, and at this point, you knew the real reason why Cato wanted to go to your room. It was because of your cat, and you were pretty sure your cat loved him more than they did you. It all started when you two first started seeing each other, because whenever Cato gave you attention, he made sure to give your cat some attention as well.

After hanging out, Cato was about to leave until he saw your cat softly padding right after him. “Hey, what do you want?” Cato playfully asked, scratching your cat’s face. “Do you wanna come with me or something?”

Maybe making things official with him isn’t such a bad idea after all.