TrIcK oR tReAt MakoMomo
Come into my ask box, ask trick or treat, and I’ll either treat you to some fluff, or trick you with some darkness!
Treat
Momo didn’t know why he’d bothered trying to dissuade Makoto from this venture. Honestly, he didn’t know why he bothered much at all. Makoto would always get his way, anyway. All he’d have to do is bat his pretty puppy dog eyes at Momo, and placate him with kisses to get his way.
Which was exactly how Momo found himself in his current predicament. As it was, Momo was holding a very grumpy cat, while Makoto stretched her paws, and measured her this way and that.
“Just a few more, then you can put Kenny down, okay?”
“You realize this is a ridiculous thing to do, right?” Makoto wrote down the last measurement, and indicated that Kenny could be put down. It had been an hour already, and they’d already gone through this with both Hina, and Mione.
“But. It’s almost winter, Momo! I don’t want our babies to get cold!” Makoto was doing the puppy dog eyes again.
“They have fur, babe. They can’t get cold. I’m pretty sure they’re the ones who keep us warm, most of the time.” Makoto made a plaintive little noise, and Momo felt his heart warm immediately. “Okay, okay,” he said, moving toward his boyfriend and giving him a kiss on the cheek. “You have fun. I’m going to lunch with my siblings.”
“Send them my love,” Makoto replied automatically, if not a little absentmindedly. He was already distracted by the scope of his project.
“Always do, babe.”
A couple hours later, Momo came home to find Makoto snoozing on the couch, surrounded by various colours, weights, and types of yarn. Hina was in her bed on the entertainment stand, Mione was sleeping in the window seat, and Kenny was wrapped in bright purple yarn on Makoto’s lap.
Momo took a sneaky photo of the scene before him, sending it to the various group chats he was in. No one had believed him, but now he had proof.
Momo had proof that his beautiful, wonderful, kind, warm, ridiculous boyfriend had begun to knit sweaters for their cats.
