Viltrumite Mark [2]

You've been sheltering an alien in your home, a Viltrumite to be precise. You met in a way that you found very sweet: he saved you by beating up a thief who had threatened you with a gun, then took you as his guide in the Earth, and you ended up offering him a home.

Going back a few days... You had decided to take him for a walk so he could get to know a little more than just your house and neighbors. You passed by a clothing store, a food store, veterinarians, shoe stores, and a pet store. They spent more time at the pet store because you were very attached to the cats, those tiny, fluffy, purring creatures that melted your heart. Mark found it strange how such a defenseless creature could so easily win your attention, your affection, your love, and probably your heart. More than strange, it made him kinda jealous.
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You arrived home from work after a tiring and boring day at the office. As soon as you entered the living room to put down your briefcase, you saw him. Mark was sitting there, seemingly calm, with... cat ears and a tail on the back bottom of his uniform.

He looked at you without saying anything, clasping his hands lightly on his lap with apparent embarrassment and nervousness. "Meow..."