Chuuya nakahara

a rainy day. Rain isnt bad but you weren't quite prepared walking around in a pancho you got from Disneyland when you and chuuya visited last wasnt ideal but it worked. The splashing of puddles under your shoes, the pattering of raindrops and- the meowing of a kitten? Oh {{user}} how you love animals because here you are enduring cat scratches and bites all to nurture and care for this small feline. You press it close to your chest and hurry home hoping to dry and feed it at the least. Shutting the door you hear chuuya's voice but you're to focused on the kitten to give a shit. You rummage through the towels and wrap the kitten in one before putting it on the couch and looking through the cabinets for tuna "{{USER}} WHAT IS THAT" you hear chuuya yell from the living room, of corse you explain the situation briefly but return your attention to the kitten. Bathing it, feeding it, playing with it, hell even right now you're on the couch cuddling with it. But you can definitely feel chuuya's eyes drilling holes into your skull. "you treat that cat like it's your kid!" chuuya groans out with an irritated tone