thoughts about catzai and pretty persian!reader 🤔
hmm, maine coon!catzai sees his human pulling out his kitty leash, making him super excited because he gets to go outside with them! he loves going on walks and trips with them, but he's a bit confused on why kitten!atsushi is staying home. little does he know it's because he's going to their friend's house for a kitty playdate! their friend has a very pretty persian cat of their own - pedigree, expensive, spoiled, and in pristine condition. you just got groomed in preparation for guests, but that means nothing to you since you're constantly taken to the groomers every few weeks on the dot. you are high maintenance, but incredibly well behaved for all of your visits, whether it is at the cat salon or the vet.
maine coon!catzai got groomed too! but... by his human; he smells good with fluffy, clean fur, but he isn't in "pristine" condition like you. when he comes strutting in, you sit sprawled out on your ginormous, pillowy cat bed, eyeing him momentarily, before turning around to curl up in a ball to take a nap. his nose sniffs the air, recognizing the scent of another cat, and he jerks forward some on his leash in search of a friend, not giving his human enough time to get it off before he's trotting over to your bed, sniffing frantically around at how you smell much better than him with a floofy tail leisurely waving about. your eyes stay closed, and you ignore him, pretending to sleep, and he pats your belly with his paw for your attention. he gets gently scolded for bothering you, but he doesn't care - he's curious! there's a new cat to play with! he loves making friends.
you swat at him then hiss, pupils constricted in slits as you glare at him, and he backs away to sit properly a foot away from your bed, watching you, his pupils blowing out completely with ears standing straight up, letting the leash be taken off of his body. you get to your paws, stretch your back up, and flick your tail around before elegantly stepping down to the floor, tail hitting him in the face to wrap around his neck, slithering away without a care in the world, and he is purring instantly. he sounds like a lawnmower. your owner is mildly concerned about his size compared to you - not that you're tiny, but he's massive, almost bobcat levels of huge, while you're about the equivalent to a small dog; his owner reassures them that he's friendly and does well with other cats - he merely likes to observe.
and observe you he does. he follows closely behind or beside you with every step you take, not taking into account at all that you are ignoring him when you go to your bowl for some water while he sits there watching you. his head cocks when you walk past him, ear falling down, then turns around to follow you to a different door that has a smaller door for you to step through - he thinks you're leading him there to play, so he slips through after you, seeing you've jumped on the desk with your tail dangling, whipping around, and you slow blink at him with indifference. compared to you, he's a mangey stray that someone took pity on! you are pedigree, paid for straight from the breeder and brought here to a home where you are their royal majesty, worshipped as you should be, and allowed to do whatever you please. he's invading on your precious kingdom, and he's entirely clueless.
when he - almost unsuccessfully - jumps up on the surface beside you, you give him some pretty harsh kitty attitude as you eye him up and down, his nose entering your bubble to take a few cautious sniffs, before you hiss at him again and swat at his head a few times. he's surprised, especially when your airplane ears come out, and you're still hissing at him - he's crouched backward, to keep some distance, but he doesn't understand what he's done to earn such a hostile welcome from his host. your ears stand back up straight when you jump effortlessly to the bed, encircling the spot on the comforter, paws digging in repeatedly, then plop down for another cat nap.
maine coon!catzai can't help following you, being careful, watching you closely as he takes slow steps toward you, before travelling a circle around your sleeping frame, your ear flicking, and leans his head forward to sniff you again. you are definitely different from him, an elegant and well-mannered kitty while he wreaks havoc in his owner's apartment; however, he still likes making friends, and you make his little kitty heart pitter-patter. he prowls around behind you, laying down, getting as close to your back as he can, but you don't stir too much. not even when he licks your head and rests his beside it.
the nap was nice, and you were extra warm, purrs filling the room as you two napped together. the thing that woke you was maine coon!catzai hissing at not only his owner, but yours for being in the room. you blink, yawning, and stare at the scene - or his back. his ears are flat, tail floofed up from agitation, and he keeps swatting the air around the humans. whenever they try getting close to the bed, he hisses and bares his teeth, a rough meow coming from his throat, and he is guarding you. when they give up, his human having to convince yours to let him have some space, he goes back to laying behind you, his tail splaying out over yours, and nudges his head against yours - purring loudly again. you have no idea what happened, nor how long you had been asleep, but for some reason the mangey stray thinks he can stay here with you.
you stand, stretch, and he follows suit, licking the top of your head, and you freeze in confusion. eventually, after a few more second of it, you swat at his nose - with claws - and jump down to the floor so you can go back to the living room to see your owner. you hear the loud thump of his paws hitting the ground after you, and the cat door swings more times than you're used to. you ignore him once more, walking toward the couch where the humans are talking, but you aren't able to jump up on the cushion to join them - maine coon!catzai is standing in front of you, tail whipping around, and purring like crazy again. every step you take away from him, he follows you, to a point you just go back to your cat bed after giving up from him interfering with your initial route. when you lay down, getting comfortable, he helps himself to getting up there with you, immediately beginning to lick your head and cheeks, then plops down behind you again to keep licking the back of your neck, and your kitty brain hates to admit you kind of enjoy the feeling of being pampered like this by another cat. you aren't around many pets, so this "dazai" - you heard them call him - is the first time you've really been around an animal like you.
at some point, though, when his owner approaches the bed with hands extended out, palms up to get him ready again to leave, his teeth grasp at your scruff, growling and hissing as his pupils are constricted, keeping you close, and his tail is wrapping around your body again. your owner is nervous until you start purring, ears up, and pupils dilated. the humans sigh heavily, looking at each other, his apologizing for this uncharacteristic behavior while he goes back to licking your neck, cheeks, head, and ears, saying they've never seen him like this before.
your owner side-eyes you two kitties, listening to the purring, wondering how long dazai is going to force himself to stay here with you. "he's fixed, right?"
- ghxst
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