this cat says fuck

“I am. I’m so fuckin’ dealing with it.” He replied, reaching down to scoop Chirithy up into his arms and lift him up above his head, “You’re baby!”

“I keep all my fucks right here.” He points at the pouch before opening it up and pretending to dig through it. 

“Not every cat likes boxes you know.” He says this as he climbs inside and sits, staring up at her. 

“Well now that’s no fun. What do you say to going on a little adventure?”

Luxu returns it with a kiss of his own, right between Chirithy’s ears.

“Take good care of that eyepatch. It makes you look super badass. A stuffie to be fuckin’ reckoned with.”

Luxu reaches into a pocket, pulling out one of his spare eyepatches, and after a bit of adjusting, slips it into place over Chirthy’s head, covering up the poked eye and giving a nice little head pat to end it up, “Check it! Now we match.”

Chirithy gasped and laughed, pressing his muzzle to Luxu’s unscarred cheek in a facsimile of a kiss.

Luxu hums, “Y’know what? On second thought, you’re totally doomed. I’ll get the eyepatch Immediately.”

This was too cute, “It will, it will. Your tiny adorable little eye will heal from the absolutely fucking brutal poking that you put it through. You’ll be seeing through both of those precious little baby blues in no time.”