hiraeth

one evening in January, on his way home, michael saw a smol black kitten —he loves cats, especially smol ones— and it was all alone, shivering on a bench trying to climb down. Michael helped it down and sat beside the kitten for quite a while, he couldn’t just leave it alone in this freezing weather so he waited in case its mom showed up but no adult feline in sight so he made a decision, he placed both his hands in front of the kitten, as if asking permission to take it home, the kitten walked up, sat on his palms and looked up at him and michael practically melted.

He placed the kitten in his black coat pocket with its head sticking out completely camouflaged with its eyes closed.

Michael reached home and at the sound of the door lock clicking, tori pokes her head out from the kitchen, all smiles. Michael hopped into the kitchen to see what’s up and found tori standing in front of the counter, clearly hiding something behind her and miserably failing at reigning in her excitement, she then moves aside and it’s a kitten, an orange kitten, who let out the softest meow. Michael’s eyes light up and tori has the biggest smile on her face and right then they hear another meow but it’s not the orange kitten this time and that’s when michael brings out his kitten and tori is in absolute shock because did michael just conjure a cat out of nowhere?!

they both start laughing because this is so ridiculous, like what are the odds and then almost in unison they say, “it reminded me of you.”

michael: do you remember what today is?

tori ever so slightly moves her head to look at him with a lingering smile on her face

tori: yes

tori: seven years to when we first met at higgs

michael: what are the odds we found them both today?

tori: 1 in a billion but also 1 in 365

michael: yeah that’s about right