Omega and the feat - Hookhill 2

~*~Ryan's P.O.V.~*~

"♫La la lu, la la lu, oh my little star sweeper. I'll sweep the stardust for you. La la lu, la la lu, little soft, fluffy sleeper. Here comes a pink cloud for you. ♫"

"What are you doing?" I glanced up at Mike who frowned at me.

"What?" He stared at me meaningfully before he let his gaze fall. I followed it. "Oh, practicing."

"For what? Mummification? Come on, he may be an ancient Egyptian cat creature or some shit, but is it really time for such a thing?"

"What? No!" I burst with a giggle as I beamed down at Mr. Sparkles who looked... absolutely unamused. "He's adorable!"

"Man, what that cat has to go through!" Mike snickered as I lifted up the bundle of joy... or at least furry cuteness.

"Who's a good kitty?" I cooed, kissing his nose. "Who's daddy's good kitten?"

"Oookay," Mike said before he flopped back onto the bed. "Poor guy."

"I need to practice, Mike. I need to know this stuff."

"Wouldn't it be easier with... like, a real kid?"

"We don't have a newborn here yet," I said, cradling the swaddled cat to me.

Only Mr. Sparkles' face stuck out from the shawl, and he looked... collected. Okay, pretty pissed. That he even agreed to everything I put him through! I kissed his nose again.

"Klara tried to teach me swaddling yesterday. We've been practicing since we went shopping."

"On the cat?"

"No, on a doll."

"Why not do that now as well?!"

"Where's the fun in that?!" I objected. "Besides, Mr. Sparkles wants to be involved and now he comes in extra handy. The doll lays too still! This is more realistic."

"Sure," Mike grinned. I looked down at the wrapped cat.

"I can barely wait," I whispered, feeling such a longing for my baby. I hummed delightfully, nuzzling my nose to Mr. Sparkles'. "Mike, I can't grasp it."

"Me neither," he said, deadly serious. I sat down on the bed next to him, rocking Mr. Sparkles in my arms.

"When I finally have my baby in my arms... See his cute face," I traced soft fingers over Mr. Sparkles' furred cheek. "When I get to smell him... Suckle him."

"Okay too much information!" Mike burst and I grinned at him. "How will that even work?! Will you like, grow titties?"

"Sven and Luis says it doesn't work that way," I just hummed.

"Not a male pregnancy either, yet here we are." Mike swatted with his hand.

"I will get slightly swollen over my,"

"Too much, Ryan."

"You asked about it! I think you would appreciate me more if I grew breasts."

"Sure."

"I know you have a secret crush on me!"

"You're the one who had a secret crush on me all our school years!" he burst before hitting me with a pillow. I laughed.

"Man, I was so in love with you... Okay not in love. I had some crazy and horny crush. But then I grew up and understood better. No husband material."

"It's sick anyway," he said, glancing at me. "How we got here."

"Yeah," I mumbled, leaning back against the headboard. "Last year this time of year I struggled with that barista position, remember?"