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 Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:07 pm
Kioshi in his want to entertain Lorcan, and perhaps see him acting a little less put together, had decided that date night would get a new tv series to watch applied to it. They had finished A Series of Unfortunate Events and needed something new anyway. That something new had been sought out by Kioshi, looked into, and after seeing clips from the series it had been approved by Kioshi. Finding the series had been easy enough, he wasn’t surprised as it seemed popular, so he’d decided to surprise Lorcan with this.
Having a key to the other's home Kioshi had let himself, and Omen, inside so he could get to work on dinner and setting up for some binge watching of House. Dinner would be nice, he’d decided on steak knowing Lorcan favored beef over other meats. The bag he had the groceries in, a fabric one he used anytime he went to the store, was set on a countertop as he moved about doing as he needed to. Omen could handle himself, he trusted the walking fluff ball in Lorcan’s home, so Kioshi was fine getting to work.
“He should be home in a little over half an hour.” Which meant he had time to get the meat done as well as vegetables and he could make tea for them right before he arrived. The vegetables would take some time to get prepared and cooked to tender, as they should be, he was going to lightly season things as well. His drawing book, where he had his latest works, was pulled out of his bag as well and set aside for now. He figured he could get some work done while the vegetables cooked and he waited to put the steaks on. It was why he also had his reading glasses, which he did not always keep on his person.
“I have your bowl and food in the bag as well, so whenever you want to eat let me know.” Calling over to Omen who had been left to wander as he pleased. Now that his cat had become a mauvian Lorcan wouldn’t have an issue with the giant fluffball wandering about and making themself at home. “I have a toy of yours in there as well.” Just in case the other wanted some form of entertainment other than the tv, which he wandered over to turn on so he had some background noise.
Settling the tv remote down, once the tc was on, he settled for putting on something he could tolerate listening to rather than some Hallmark movie or something else, something boring like the news. Wandering back into the kitchen he picked up his phone and went about going over the recipes he’d be using for tonight's meal, so he didn’t mess up too badly, as this was out of his usual wheel house when it came to dinner.
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:21 pm
Omen had complained the whole time in the car, not really liking them any more now than he did before he could talk. They were loud and honestly, the feeling of being carted around wasn’t one he liked. As soon as they let him loose in the house, he grabbed one of the shiny tinfoil balls and batted it through the living room as he followed Kioshi.
“Can’t I have some of that steak you’re cooking?” Whining as he stretched himself out on the floor of the kitchen next to Kioshi, he stared up at them with the shiny ball between his paws. He’d been tempted to rabbit kick at it but there was a “no destroying toys” at Lorcan’s rule and he would get rewarded if he followed that rule.
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:22 pm
“You can, I wasn’t certain you’d want that but I have enough for all three of us if that’s what you want.” He hadn’t been certain, having a mauvian was a whole new thing for him, and he wasn’t sure if they ate the same as a pet cat or a human or some hybrid. He wasn’t inclined to messing things up if he could help it, especially if it might make the other ill.
“So I’ll make enough for all of us tonight and we can relax and watch tv together as well.” Smiling down at the mauvian he bent down to pet his head gently, enjoying the feel of the soft fur about the other's neck. Flicking the little tinfoil ball he stood back up with a smirk in place. “Let me get the veggies finished and into the oven and then I’ll start work on the steaks.” Since those wouldn’t take long, he wasn’t planning on cooking them too much, medium rare was about as cooked as they’d get.
“Just don’t whine at me, just ask nicely and you know I won’t say no.” Because of course he wouldn’t say no, Omen knew it he was certain. Going over to the fridge, since he came over enough there were drinks in the fridge for him, he pulled out a bottle of peach flavored green tea, and settled in to work on dinner for three.
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:23 pm
Purring loudly, his pupils narrowed into murder mode as the tinfoil ball crinkled when Kioshi flicked it. Batting it between his paws, he slid across the kitchen floor as he hunted the thing. “Ew veggies.” Commenting softly as he thwapped the ball into the cabinet door and rolled after it.
Sure he knew Kioshi would give him what he wanted but he liked voicing things how he did, it made him feel like it added a little extra motivation to give him what he wanted. Much like he’d seen whiny kids get a treat to shut them up.
Laying on his back, his fluffy tail swished over the kitchen floor as he watched Kioshi. For now he was a bit tuckered out from playing so he’d just lay and sniff at the air when they started on the steak.
“What show is up today? Another of those odd ones about bad days?” He didn’t really understand it all that much, but at least it was in English unlike some of the shows Kioshi watched at home. He was sure it was whatever language they spoke sometimes at the restaurant though.
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:24 pm
“Yes well humans are not obligate carnivores - we need more than just meat.” Rolling his eyes at the mauvian who was plotting the murder of a tinfoil ball….as if it were alive, he really was going to buy more of those things in various colors for Omen.
“No, this time a medical show which I have a feeling will elicit a rather interesting response from Lorcan.” Which he was looking forward to, if the mischievous fanged smile he shot the cat was anything to go by. “So no, the show about bad days is done. We finished that series, and it was rather good, perhaps you’d like the audio book.” He did have it on his account and Omen might like to listen to some of the books he had on audible, he shared the account with Lorcan and he didn’t mind some of what he had downloaded there.
“I also found a shop on etsy that sells homemade catnip toys…I have some on order for you.” Because he was certain the other would like them, all manner of various shapes and looks for them. It would keep him occupied and interested, or so he hoped. While he talked he put the veggies into the oven and soon enough he was working on seasoning the steaks, what he knew his partner preferred as far as cuts went, and went to put them on a pan to cook. The tea pot was grabbed and he started on the water boiling and getting cups ready.
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:25 pm
“Okayyy but don’t make me eat them.” Swishing his tail more as he settled down a bit, his ears moved as he heard a slight sound, maybe of a car driving by but then again a few always did drive by here.
“Oh one of the boring ones… or wait huh?” Seeing Kioshi with a plotting grin on their face, Omen was more than a bit curious as to what kind of medical show would be interesting. Was it one that had stupid people like the videos Kioshi watched and would get angry at? Always mumbling about how others were unprofessional or shouldn’t be able to tattoo people if they did stuff like that.
Rolling a bit more to stretch and wiggle out a bit more of his energy, Omen perked up and trilled at the mention of cat n**. “Yessssssssssss I can’t wait. Those are so fun!” It made him extra zoomie and all the toys were just perfect for throwing around the apartment.
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Pulling into the driveway, he noticed the lights on and figured it might be Kioshi with Omen. They were over quite a bit more since the mauvian demanded access to the large area to play in. Maybe it was because he had things more minimalistically set up so there was a lot of space and smooth hardwood floors for the mauvian to launch themself over.
Carrying his work bag with him as he walked up the stairs, he could slightly smell something cooking as soon as he opened the door. “I know you said we would be doing something tonight but it smells good.” He’d known about it being a date night but not exactly all of the details, something he was getting the slightest bit more used to when it came to Kioshi. They never really caused him trouble, outside of the void-like fluffball who was giving murder eyes to a tinfoil ball that was caught under the cabinet.
Everything else was neat as always, something he was glad was being maintained even now that he had a partner. It made it easier, so much easier than he’d thought possible. It reminded him that his mother had been right about it boiling down to the right person instead of trying to fit into what expectations he’d had for things. So far it worked out minus a few hiccups and for that he was more than glad.
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:25 pm
“No, not a boring one at all. I’m not looking to bore Lorcan. I’m thinking a bit, or a lot, of medical to keep his interest but…drama to entertain us and perhaps him as well.” Maybe also give him an eye tick or have him losing his usual calm, even if just a bit. It would certainly be entertaining for him and Omen. “I know you like your catnip toys, and I did order several for you. They should be arriving in a few days, I’ll let you know when they arrive as I’ll likely be at work.” And wouldn’t be able to get them at the door till he got home, which meant Omen would need to wait for him to get home and bring them inside.
“I thought you might like dinner tonight and not just a new tv series to get into. I also got out of work early, no clients and I was able to get out and get some shopping done.” He actually was booked solid for the next few months, which was more than fine by him, it did mean that he got out early here and there…like once he was done with his last client for the day rather than staying till closing time. That was just some days though - like today.
“Teas just about ready as well so why don’t you go change, wash up if you want, and I’ll finish here.” Stepping out of the kitchen as he spoke, a fork in one hand and a half smile in place. The first time he’d tried dating it hadn’t been any different than having a friend, aside from the bits of affection here and there. This time was different, more, and in a good way especially since he wasn’t expected to change who he was or how he lived. Things just seemed to work…and any changes were natural and on his own terms.
“Omen, why are you glaring under the cabinet?” Coming over to look he laid himself out, uncaring for the silk shirt he wore, as he reached under and fished out the tinfoil ball and batted it across the floor before standing. “Nevermind, answered.” Tinfoil ball trying to escape murder mittens…and Omen had not approved of that.
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:26 pm
“Thanks, I do like that idea, work was busy with that stomach flu going around in schools. There wasn’t any major trouble but I can tell some of the parents aren’t pleased their kids need to stay home for a day or two.” He could understand it but looking at the big picture it was better to not get more people sick.
Waiting until Kioshi stood back up from freeing the tinfoil ball from where it was caught, he wrapped an arm loosely about their waist before pressing a kiss to their cheek. “I’ll do that then be back shortly. It smells good then we can watch this new show that’s on the docket for the evening.” That said he walked down the hall to take a fast shower, one to just get the funk of the clinic off of himself as well as to ease some of the tension he had from work. It was a job that he enjoyed, one that he’d always worked hard to do well in, but sometimes the relatives of the patients were difficult to manage.
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Trilling excitedly as Kioshi freed the ball, Omen tumbled and pounced after it and purred as he kicked at it with his back paws. “Yessssss I win!” Pausing only as Lorcan and Kioshi watched him for a second, he slowed his rabbit kicking down and went back to bopping the thing across the floor as Kioshi went back to cooking.
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:27 pm
“I did hear about that, I even had a client cancel because her little one was sick at home with it.” He wasn’t that surprised though, things like that did go around in schools. At least they hadn’t come in and potentially gotten anyone in the studio sick, like himself. “Clearly they don’t like having their children home with them…” What sort of parents didn’t want to spend time with their children? Leaning into the other as he was held, brief as it was, he watched Lorcan head back towards the bathroom before he went back to the kitchen to finish the tea and the steaks.
“Very good Omen.” A small bit of light clapping as the mauvian won his game with the tinfoil ball, as if there was any doubt, turning the meat on the pan, he had looked up how to keep them to medium rare so he knew about how many minutes on each side before turning them. Plating Lorcan’s, and his own, he added the veggies before setting them aside and focusing on the tea. The steak for Omen would sit, and rest, before he’d cut into it…he had read that was the best thing to do in order to have a juicy steak.
“Omen, do you want your water bowl?”
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:27 pm
Looking up at Kioshi, Omen trilled again as the meat cooked. It smells amazing, and he wanted to sink his teeth into some sooner rather than later. “Feeeeeeeed meeeeee”
Kicking aside the tinfoil ball, he went about circling Kioshi’s legs as he threw his side into them and brushed his tail against their shin for extra good measure. He didn’t care much for the vegetables but the rest smelled good and had his mouth watering.
The water bowl was fine; he didn’t mind it much as long as the water came from a bottle or the thing on the fridge. Something they called a water purifier, he thought, but it wasn’t so important given he couldn't reach it himself.
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By the time he finished cleaning off and drying his hair, he could smell everything and was glad for the meal. Normally he cooked for himself after work but with the extra load, he was relieved to not need to tonight.
Once he was in lounge pants with a plain white undershirt on, Lorcan walked down the hall back to the living room and kitchen. He heard Omen before stepping into the kitchen and couldn’t help but laugh a little.
“Not sure if I prefer this whining or the loud meowing from before.” Leaning in to whisper it to Kioshi as he looked down at the massive fluff ball.
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:29 pm
“He’s like this every meal time.” Shrugging, having gotten used to Omen’s demanding, and persistent, personality at this point. It hadn’t taken long, only a day or two really, because it was the same demanding cat, just he now used words rather than noise. “Yours is plated, I kept them to medium rare.” Motioning to the two plates, one for himself and one for Lorcan.
“Omen, I’ll cut yours now, it has to sit before being cut.” Shaking his head he went to grab a knife, the one he’d used on his own steak, and started to cut into the mauvians meal. “If you cut too soon all the juice escapes and it isn’t as good.” Deciding it was best to at least explain it to Omen, because then the mauvian might allow him the time needed before cutting into his food. “Table or floor Omen?” Questioning the black fluffy feline as he moved to load up veggies on his own plate as well as Lorcan’s. “Do we want to put on the tv while we eat or wait?” While he waited on answers from both partner and mauvian, Kioshi was not still, already going to get the water bowl and fill it with bottled water. He knew how picky the cat was, and he understood it, as an after thought he dropped an ice cube into the bowl as well.
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:30 pm
Hopping up on one of the chairs, he sat and looked at Kioshi while blinking slowly. As if the motion was an answer enough to the question they’d asked. His tail curled around his paws as he sat and watched, pleased with the higher vantage point of the chair and getting the treatment he felt he deserved. It was nice here.
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Shaking his head slightly, he looked at them both before carrying his plate along and setting it down at the table as well. It was nice to have an additional place at the table, even if he was still getting used to the vast difference between Katya and Omen. Maybe it was because they were still a kitten regardless of being a Mauvian, something he’d ask Katya to check on and work with. At least now he didn’t have as many issues with Omen’s fur.
“I’m fine with turning it on while we eat at the table, then we can move over to the couch after?” Coming back to move Kioshi’s plate over as they cut the last bit up for Omen, it reminded him of when he had to part things up for his niece and nephew. At least they weren’t as demanding as the mauvian was. It was a bit more excitement than he’d expected after getting together with Kioshi but it wasn’t terrible.
“I guess now I know what you meant about having an alarm clock.” Leaning in to press a kiss to the other’s cheek, he was still getting used to the new hair color they had and the different texture their hair had because of it. It was surprising how someone with just dark hair could get it lightened so much. It came with different shower temperatures which he still was surprised over the cold water they used.
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Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2025 6:30 pm
Well then, table it was, at least Omen understood human language and could answer properly. It made caring for him easier, there was no guessing what the other wanted or needed, Kioshi figured he had what most cat owners wished they could have. Smirking at the thought, just a bit, his gaze turned to Lorcan who was setting the table while he finished working on Omen’s meal.
Placing the mauvians food on the table Kioshi leaned into the kiss pressed to his cheek, the little bits of affection enjoyed by him. Going to pull up the tv show he’d selected for them, scrolling through till he got to season one episode one, and hit play before hurrying to his seat to join Lorcan and Omen for dinner. “I went with a medical show, I figured you might find it interesting.” That and more, of course, he wans’t about to mention how the doctor in this show behaved. He’d let Lorcan see for himself, it would be entertaining.
“Omen at least lets me know what he needs and when, it takes out all the guessing.” He always knew when Omen wanted food, he had his times, but it was everything else. Now he knew when he wanted to be brushed, or pet, or to play. The mauvian was very vocal in his wants and Kioshi preferred that to guessing and assuming really, this had over all turned out well in his opinion. Leaning in close to Lorcan to press his lips to the others cheek. “Enjoy the show.” Because he certainly would.
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