You begging Butcher all year long for a cat and him always saying no. But on Christmas, he presents you with a little stray that he’d found in a nearby alley and wrapped him in a red bow. Obviously You start freaking out, squealing and what not, and Butcher just mumbles “Yeah, yeah maybe you’ll stop talking me ear off “bout it now, eh?” He also pretends to not like the sweet little cat but you catch him petting it and referring to himself as their dad😭
THIS FUCKING SPEAKS TO MY SOUL
(it’s got to be a black cat, not up for debate)
you spend all of Christmas Day playing with the cat :( like giving them little mice and colourful springs to chase around your home
butcher grows to love the cat so much, you always find them napping together on the sofa, your cat sprawled out comfortably across butcher’s soft stomach both breathing heavily in slumber
AND HE DOES REFER TO HIMSELF AS THE DAD!!!!! like if the cat is yapping at him, he’s picking them up and asking “why are you bein’ so mouthy with your dad? yappin’ me bloody ears off”
