you had always dreamed about getting a little kitten to call your own. you used to obsess over them when you would see them in the streets, and your parents always told you no.

you weren't allowed any animals. even after you tried to show your parents, you were responsible for doing your chores and everything without even being asked. you asked one last time at the age of 16 before you just stopped.

accepting the fact you would have to wait until you were old enough to get your own place.

the pouges all knew about your obsession over cats because that was just about the only thing that would cause you to get distracted no matter where they went.

you and JJ were best friends, and he always saw how much you adored and cared for animals - using your money to feed the strays more than buying yourself food. why would you when your parents still provided that? you were probably the sweetest person any of them knew with the biggest heart that no one could even come close to matching.

you and JJ eventually got together during the summer before senior year, and you two were inseparable - much to Kiara's annoyance, but neither of you cared about her opinion.

After senior year, you and JJ finally moved into together using the gold money you had gotten and saving money you had both gotten from jobs you had over the cut since roughly 15 years old.

you two were happy, but there was a part of you that really wanted to get a cat.

your first birthday since moving into the house.

JJ decided to bring something home for you.... knowing how much you dreamed about it.

"Sweetheart!" he called once he closed the door of the apartment. when you heard him, you immediately got up and went to meet him at the door. he had a box in his hands as he sat it down on the counter. he had already gotten everything necessary, somehow keeping it all a surprise to you because he knew how much you would love it.

"What's that?" you asked quietly, curiously.

"Happy birthday, love." he said sweetly, grin on his face. "Open it."