It's not what it Sims

“Kuro I’m sorry I… I think I need to be alone.”

“Oh because I used to be a cat that you accidentally turned human? Yes, I know. But it’s been- what? Five, six years since? Do I not look human to you now? Do I not feel human? Is it so uncomfortable to be around me?”

“I’m not trying to. I would like to hug you right now. I’d love to. I’d tell you everything’s going to be okay. That I’m here for you if you need me. That I am always going to be. But you… You keep pushing me away and I… I don’t understand…”

“It was nothing. You know… You know I’m always here for you, Kiara.” His hand moved and their pinkie fingers grazed against each other. Kiara inhaled sharply, a shiver running through her whole body. She moved her hand away.

Kuro furrowed his brow. “Why is it so hard for you to come close to me?” He asked, half annoyed, half saddened.

It was half past four in the morning when Kuro whispered a soft “You’re not sleeping, are you?”, which was followed by an even softer “I can’t” from Kiara.

“Can I come with you?”

“Precisely because I know,” Kuro insisted, but in a very soft tone, “you know we can talk about it.”

After a moment of silence, as if she were thinking what to say, Kiara spoke. “I just- I missed him so much, for such a long time”, Kiara said, sniffling a cry. Kuro looked at her and then to the ground. He felt the muscles in his back tensing. “But I still hate that I had to leave my hometown because he flooded it with tourists. I understand his motives, but I can’t completely forgive him and – am I being childish?”

Kuro shook his head. “You’re allowed to feel hatred towards him, as well as love, if that’s what…”

“What?” Kiara interrupted him, “No. I- I didn’t miss him like that.”

After some seconds of silence, a faint “yes” was heard from the inside. Slowly, Kuro slid into the room and closed the door behind him. He sat down on the couch next to the bed.

“Want to talk about it?” He asked. Their eyes met.

“There’s… There’s nothing to talk about.”

“Jared?”

Kuro gulped and only managed to say two words, although only a whisper came out:

“I haven’t met you as a cat, or in those first days in which you said you acted like one.” She contained her laughter at thinking about that. It must’ve been funny, but now it wasn’t the time. “I only know ‘Kuro, Kiara’s flatmate’. And he’s very much human. A pretty cool one, may I add.” She smiled.

Kuro’s eyes filled with tears, and he pressed his lips shut. Hope kept talking.

“I think you’re very much human.”