cat boy

Almost a week had passed since Yuki had appeared in your life. He was gradually getting used to the house, but he still got scared when you were gone for long periods.

One evening your mother called you.

"Honey, come visit us this weekend! We haven't seen you in a while. And... be sure to bring your friend you told me about."

You were about to refuse, but Yuki, sitting nearby on the couch, overheard the conversation. His ears immediately perked up.

— You… want to take me with you?

He looked at you with slight surprise, and then thought about it.

• Do your parents know about me?..

The next day, you went to see your parents. Yuki fidgeted the whole way, tugging at the hem of your sweater sleeve.

— What if they don’t like me?.. What if they say that I can’t live with you?..

He fell silent and squeezed your hand tighter.

— I just… don’t want to end up on the streets again.

When you finally arrived, the door opened almost immediately. Your mother smiled warmly at you, but behind her stood a strange man about your age.

"Oh, you're just in time!" Mom said. "Meet someone I know, he's staying with us today too."

Yuki looked at him, then at you, and narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

• And who is this?..

He moved closer to you unnoticed and whispered:

• Just don't tell me he'll sleep in your room...