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(Written back in February 2024)

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Cole's pov-

Me and Peter were laying together on the couch, me holding him. Sometimes he liked being the big spoon, but he enjoyed my arms around him. I kept him warm as we watched tv. Peter always smelled so good, I don't know how. Maybe I just never noticed.

"Okay, that Is now my new favorite character." Peter said.

"Mm, yeah?" I mumbled and kissed his temple. "I've been thinking about something."

"What?" He said turning his attention to me.

"Maybe It should be a surprise..." I said.

"Okay, you have to tell me now." He said.

"Mm, no. It will be a surprise now." I said.

"Uh, no. I want to know now. You've got my attention, so tell me!" Peter said turning around.

"Sorry. Can't. Surprises have to stay a surprise." I said sighing.

"We'll see about that." Peter said grabbing my face and kissing me deeply. "What about now?"

"Nope. But I'll gladly make out with you." I said smirking.

"Ugh." Peter signed and turned away from me.

"Hey, no. Come back here." I said moving above him.

Peter crossed him arms. "Your not getting kissed again, unless you tell me what you were going to say."

I raised my eyebrows "We'll see about that..."

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The next day I got out of the house and headed down to find a certain place. Once I found It I went In, did what I needed then went back home.

As I walked In my mom heard me "Cole, dinner will be In about a hour."

"Alright, mom." I said then quickly and quietly going up to my room. I guess Peter was with her.

Once In my room I put everything down and made sure It was okay. Going back downstairs to surprise Peter and my mom.

My mom was cooking and Peter was close by, watching and smelling the delicious food.

"Hey, Peter. Remember how I said I had a surprise?" I said with a sly smile.

"Yeah. Are you going to tell me now?" He asked.

"No. I'm going to show you." I grabbed Peters hand and led him upstairs.

"So It's something for me?" He asked.

"It's for both of us." I said. "You can go In first."

Peter looked at me curiously and opened my bedroom door excitedly. "Whoa. Wait, what? Cole! You-"

I closed the door behind me and kneeled down next to the crate. "Go ahead, open It." I said.

Peter smiled, kneeling down then opening the crate. "Cole..." He mumbled. "When did you? How did you?"

"I thought It would be a good idea. But I don't know what to name him. And I've never had a pet before, let alone a cat." I said.

"He's adorable." Peter said petting the tabby cat. "Wait, you've never had a pet? Ever?"

"No. Sadly. But I've been thinking about getting a pet, especially a cat." I said.

"Are we going to be that gay couple with a cat now?" Peter asked.

"Uh, maybe. I didn't think about that." I said and pet the cat. "It will take him some time to adjust being here and us learning how to take care of him. Also we need a name."

"Let's go show your mom!" Peter said happily. "Is It okay If I pick you up, buddy?" Peter asked the tabby cat, confused about where It was.

"Why are you asking the cat?" I asked him.

"Because I want him to be comfortable and I don't want him to get mad at me." Peter said, picking up the cat and going downstairs to show my mom.

"Hey, mom, look at this." I said as we walked up to her.

She gasped "Awww. Where did this little baby come from?" She said and pet the cute tabby cat.

"I went down to the shelter and adopted him. He doesn't have a name yet." I said.

"I already like him." Peter said hugging the cat close.

"He doesn't seem to mind cuddling and he's so soft." My mom said.

"We need to come up with a name." Peter said going over to the couch and sitting down. He put the cat down and let him explore the house.

"Hmm" Peter said thinking, tapping his foot. "Maybe Sam? Or Sammy? Or what about Felix? Ooo Tiger?"

"What about Simba?" I said sarcastically.

"Yeah, definitely no." He said side eyeing me.

"I feel like a T name suits him." I said as I watched the cat walk around the living room, smelling everything and looking around.

"Okay then. Theo? Taz? Tic Tac? Or uh Tiger??" Peter said.

"No and you already said Tiger." I said.

"But he has stripes! That's all I can think of." He said.

"What about Toby?" I asked.

"Ooooo, I love It! That suits him well." Peter said with a huge smile. "Come here, Toby." Peter said trying to get the cat to come over and he actually did.
"Hi, there baby." Peter said as Toby climbed up on the couch.

"I think he'll settle In well. Let's go set up his food, water, bed, litter box and toys." I said about to get up but Peter stopped me.

"No, no, no. Once a cat lays down with you, your not allowed to move." He said. "Since you have a cat now, you need to know that. Although... He might like me more..."

"Mmm." I mumbled annoyed at first. "Well who could resist someone as amazing as you? Or adorable? A little ginger boy." I said smiling and moving Peter's hair.

"I'm more than just a little ginger boy." He said.

"Yes, you are. Your my little ginger boy. Boyfriend to be exact." I said moving closer to Peter. He smiled and kissed me.

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I heard a knock at the door but didn't answer It since I was playing with Toby. He liked being here and liked all of his toys. His favorite was this stick with a string that had a little stuffed bee on It.

"Come In!" I yelled towards the door.

"You really like him huh?" Peter smiled and walked to the door.

Peter opened the door. "Hi, uh, come In." He said quietly.

Peter walked back Into the living room with someone following him.

"Cole." Peter said. I turned around to see my dad.

"Oh, dad." I said then stood up and hugged my dad.

"You got a cat?" He asked looking down at Toby.

"Yep. His name Is Toby. He's really sweet." I said.

"I never had a cat." My dad mumbled. "Anyways, uh. I wanted to come over to see you." He said and he had a bag In his hand.

"Well good thing I'm not busy." I smiled.

"Yeah but you didn't want to stop playing with Toby, huh?" Peter said.

"He's fun to play with. He just- jumps though the air and runs around after stuff." I said smiling as I looked at Toby playing with a toy. I looked back at my dad and asked "What's In the bag?"

"Well, I was going to make dinner, If that's alright." He said.

"Yeah, that's great. I think we're starting to get hungry." I said. We all walked over to the kitchen and Tony followed us, holding a toy In his mouth.

"Will Cindy be upset that I'm here?" He asked.

"I dunno. She's upstairs, I could tell her that your here. And I mean If your cooking I'm sure she'll be happy that she doesn't have to." I said as we took the food out of the bag.

"Unless your really bad at cooking." Peter said.

I squinted at Peter, shaking my head. Then I went upstairs to tell my mom that dads here.
I knocked on her door and walked In, she was reading a book and relaxing.

"Hey, ma." I said.

"What Is It, honey?" She asked.

"Well, uh. Someone's cooking dinner tonight." I said as I played with my fingers.

"Your cooking? Or did you make Peter?" She asked.

"Uh, no. Dads here actually." I said and waited to see her reaction.

She put her book down "Okay..." She mumbled. "I'll be down In awhile."

"Kk." I said, making my way back to the kitchen.

My dad and Peter were talking about something and I realized that my dad was holding Toby.

"Wow. You holding a cat? I never thought I'd see that." I smiled and pet Toby.

"Everyone loves Toby. How could you not." Peter said.

"But maybe not so sanitary If your going to be cooking." I said and grabbed Toby. He likes hugging people and I just don't want to put him down.

"True. I'll start cooking." My dad said.

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My dad made spaghetti and garlic bread, me and Peter set up the table and played with Toby until dinner was finished.

"Alright, dinners done." My dad said.
I went to the stairs and yelled up that It was ready so my mom would hear. She came down after a minute. She obviously didn't want to be around dad anymore, which I totally understand. But I do want to be around my dad sometimes.

We all piled food on our plates and sat down to eat. My mom got her food last and sat on the other side of the table.
We ate quietly, some small talk but my mom finished her small portion of food then went back upstairs.

Me and my dad talked for awhile and played with Toby. Him and Peter actually started talking to each other, getting along. Huh, my dad Is here, changed and actually caring. Then there's my mom who has grown Into a confident, Independent woman then of course there's Peter who's...well, my boyfriend now. Crazy how things happen. I truly love them all. And cute little Toby Is the new member of the family.

"I'm glad you came over, dad." I said as we cleaned up the kitchen.

"It's been great to spend more time with you, Cole." My dad said as he hugged me. He hugged me again!? Wow.

My mom was In her room, staying away from dad. I expect It but maybe they'll get along one day. Maybe?

After dinner we all went to sleep, me and Peter cuddled together In bed and little Toby laid with us. This Is what I want In life. This moment, right now. Holding Peter close, my little ginger boyfriend. Then little Toby being so cute and soft.

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This Is a shorter chapter, but that's okay. I know the readers want more, so here you go 🤲🏻 enjoy.

I've been trying to make each chapter 2000 words at least, this one Isn't 🤫 It kind of annoys me. But this will be enough for now. A cute little chapter.