kitty!lads series ㅤ˚. ᵎᵎ ㅤspiral.
a/n: i'm self projecting, i'm sorry, i needed it out of my chest. nothing bad, tho !! maine coon!zaynie comes to the rescue. <3 not proofread.
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You dropped your phone beside you on the bed, the soft thud of it sealing another failed attempt at conversation with the guy you’ve been anxious all day to contact. The experience of approaching the one person you’ve been crushing on forever for the first time was… not as pleasant as you thought it’d be.
That, to say nothing of it being the most awkward situation you’ve been in, considering his apparent distance and coldness, or your increasing discomfort driven by self-awareness and overthinking tendencies.
It was, more than probably, all in your head, though. The guy had been chatting with you just fine, asking about your hobbies, recommending books and movies you might like, and even asking questions about the book he started reading because you mentioned it to him. It wasn’t bad at all, but your mind was racing a thousand miles a second.
A constant stream of thoughts flooded every corner of it, wondering if you were really making him interested, if he was just being polite, if you were being a bother, or if little things you’d said innocently were being interpreted as flirtatious hints when that wasn’t your intention.
“Do I look desperate?” you asked yourself, staring at the ceiling in a trance of thoughts that, slowly but surely, were leading you down the path of self-sabotage.
Just before you started thinking about “toning yourself down” or suddenly decided to stop talking to him—after all, he wouldn’t “miss” you, would he?—a gentle tap on your hand brought you back to your senses.
The handsomest boy of them all was reaching out to you most gently and discreetly, sniffing your hand before rubbing his head against it. After a loving caress on his silky, black fur-covered head, you smiled at him, scratching his chin right on his favorite spot, and receiving some loud, comforting purrs as reward.
“Who’s the goodest kitty, huh? Of course you are,” you tenderly murmured between his ears, bringing him against you and cuddling him, his purring only getting louder.
You enjoyed the soothing moment for a while, your eyes closed as you hugged your cat close. That was until a sudden, stronger vibration by your side made you snap your eyes open, instinctively reaching for your phone in hopes it was him again– or, at least, you intended to.
Although your precious Maine Coon was a baby in your eyes, that didn’t mean he was weightless. His entire body weight pressed onto your arm as he decided to stand on it, stretching after getting up and now making his way around you.
Finally, his body flopped on top of you. The considerable yet comforting weight of his warm body, along with the very proof of his affection: his tender purring and slow biscuits on your cheeks, made you forget the heaviness that had been looming on your heart since your conflicted feelings made you believe you were “too much”.
Hugging him a little tighter, you brought his head closer to your lips to kiss him one more time, inhaling the fresh flower scent of his body. “Thank you, Zaynie”.
The cat licked your cheek in response, as if he could understand the meaning of your words. Maybe he did. After all, he would always be the one to soothe your restless heart with a gentle caress that, at any moment, would pull you out of the depths of your troubled mind and bring you back to him.
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