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George bought a cat, at least that is what Rupert thinks. Rupert always wanted to have a cat and maybe, this is George’s gift for him this valentine nightl. A snowy starry night while preparing to have a hearty dinner. Candles lit up the dark cold corners of the dining room with warm oranges and birch. Marshmallow bob happily on smoking hot chocolate tea. The wooden chairs have also dressed up for the occasion, for two men in their house shirt and shorts and a black and white striped cat at the blanketed dining table. Rupert does his food photoshoot first, posing for the food, taking pictures of food, before having a happy family photo, with an additional member.
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“Mmm~” George smiley sniffs the table cover, feeling the soft fabric in between his thumb. “it smells like apples. Just the way I like it.”
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“It’s cold outside right? Have some tea first,” Rupert offers him a steaming mug, light glittering off its edges.
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George gladly receives it and smiles for Rupert’s before dinner picture shoot. “I forgot my coat.” He breath with a light chuckle,
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“You shouldn’t next time.” Rupert munches on his coleslaw, looking like a goat as he watches George grab the meat first. “Have salad first.”
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“No, no, I’ll save that after.”
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“Salads can be appetizers too”
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“Yes but not for me. I’ll save yours for later~”
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“What does that even mean? I made all these food”
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George says nothing at that, simply a big smile and a tinge of embarrassment on his ears. To which Rupert immediately recognize and decide not to say further. They ate, tasted each others fork, sharing their wiping thumbs, and each of their own subtle meal noises. Rupert eats like a herbivore so he is slow and careful where his saliva and teeth go. While George is a carnivore who mows down on anything his husband gives him.
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“Meow~” it who happily drinks its own milk, having its own happy fantasy world with George’s finger and a bowl of valentine delight. Rupert still thinks George is giving it to him as a gift until George’s attention seems overly puffy with the cat.
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“Where’d you buy it?” Still in his own fantasy, hinted out his jealousy
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George carefully pulls his hand back, “Her? I found her at the gate. Someone probably left her because her collar was tied to our gate. You didn’t notice?”
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“She was!?” Sympathetically patting the cat, “Gosh, I didn’t know.”
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“We also whee it came from and maybe it is not wanted by its owner anymore, so…” George lovingly glances at Rupert, “do want to take her in?”
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The question came like a present and Rupert quickly says says, reaching for the cat and taking his first selfie with it. “Of course, we can take her in” captioned in his post with ‘George gave me a cat as his valentines gift <333’
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Once a valentines night quickly passes like the hundreds of meteorites alighting their starry sky. Candles remain lit as George tucks in the cat on their couch. Snuggling and nuzzling itself on the apple scented fabrics.
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