Kiwi - Jennie Kim
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pairing. katseye!oc x jennie
synopsis. Jennie impulsively adopts a kitten, Kiwi, for herself and Tatum, only for them to realize they have absolutely no idea how to raise a cat—leading to a chaotic but adorable journey into pet parenthood.
Jennie had always loved animals. Dogs, cats—anything with paws, really. But she had never actually raised a cat before. So when she impulsively decided to adopt Kiwi after the Buzzfeed kitten interview, she figured, How hard could it be?
That was before she and Tatum found themselves standing in her living room, watching Kiwi explore his new home like he owned the place.
Tatum tilted their head. “So… what now?”
Jennie frowned. “I don’t know. What do cats do?”
Kiwi let out a tiny, unimpressed meow from where he sat on the coffee table, his green eyes blinking at them like they were the strange ones.
Tatum gasped. “Oh my god. We’re parents now.”
Jennie smacked their arm. “Stop being dramatic.”
“You literally called us his ‘moms’ five minutes ago.”
“That’s different!” Jennie crossed her arms, watching as Kiwi stretched his tiny paws. “I meant like… in a cute way. Not in a responsible way.”
Tatum chuckled, but then quickly sobered. “Okay, but for real, do we just… let him roam? Should we be watching him? What if he tries to eat something weird? What if he’s secretly a little criminal?”
Kiwi, as if sensing their concerns, hopped off the coffee table and casually knocked over a magazine on his way to the couch.
Jennie and Tatum gasped in unison.
“He’s so powerful,” Tatum whispered.
Jennie shook her head. “Okay, no, we need a plan. First—food. I bought some, but I don’t know if he likes wet or dry food yet.”
“Easy fix,” Tatum said, already heading to the kitchen. “We do a taste test.”
Jennie followed, watching as Tatum placed two bowls on the floor—one with dry food, the other with wet. Kiwi trotted over, sniffed both, and immediately went for the wet food.
Jennie nodded. “Noted. He’s a fancy boy.”
Tatum smirked. “Like mother, like son.”
Jennie ignored that. “Okay, next—litter box. I set it up in the bathroom. Do we have to, like… teach him how to use it?”
Tatum made a face. “Oh god. Do cats need potty training?”
They both stared at each other before pulling out their phones.
A minute of frantic Googling later—
“Oh,” Tatum said. “Turns out they just know.”
Jennie exhaled in relief. “Thank god.”
With the basics settled, they sat on the couch, watching as Kiwi explored. He batted at the rug, tested the sturdiness of the coffee table by jumping directly onto it, and then—without hesitation—leapt onto Jennie’s expensive decorative vase.
The vase wobbled.
Jennie’s eyes widened. “Kiwi, no!”
The vase crashed to the floor.
Jennie gasped. “KIWI!”
Kiwi, completely unbothered, looked down at the shattered remains, flicked his tail, and walked away like he had zero regrets.
Tatum, on the other hand, was dying of laughter. “I love him so much already.”
Jennie pinched the bridge of her nose. “We need to cat-proof this place.”
“Or,” Tatum said, lounging dramatically on the couch, “we just accept that we now live under Kiwi’s rule.”
Kiwi, as if on cue, jumped onto the couch and immediately made himself comfortable right on Tatum’s stomach.
Jennie’s heart melted at the sight. “Okay… maybe this won’t be that bad.”
Tatum grinned, scratching behind Kiwi’s ears. “Yeah. I think we’re gonna be just fine.”
Jennie sighed, reaching out to stroke Kiwi’s fur. “You’re lucky you’re cute,” she murmured.
Kiwi purred in response, his little body vibrating as he settled between them.
And just like that, their chaotic first night as cat parents officially began.
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