Find Me in 1000 Years

Cat

"The cat is so funny, Dad." Ken bowed and picked it up. Its fur is thick and long in black and white. "Can we keep it?"

"It used to be too good. It might be someone's pet."

"Mmh, even though I like the fur. That's great." The young man rubbed the cat's body.

"Have Kenzie, put it down."

Ken took the cat back to the ground.

"Come, we'll be right back. Miss Mirelle is waiting for me at home."

They get to the house with Ken coming in first. A glance at the young man seeing the woman covering her body with a cloth made Ken surprised.

"Miss, don't take off her clothes before my son comes in" Jack protested.

"Alright," the woman replied wistfully but she glanced again at the young man who was climbing the stairs.

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Ken woke up at night hearing something in the window. He got out of the bed and opened the window. It turned out to be the cat he had seen this afternoon. The cat tried to enter but was surprised to see Ken's face.

"Ah, you again." The young man was about to open the window but the cat ran to the porch. Forced Ken to turn to the veranda but after he opened it, he did not find the cat everywhere.

Did the cat fall? He looked down but it was hard. The dark atmosphere of the forest at night made the young man dependent on the moonlight. Where are ya going? Moreover, the cat is white and black.

Without a second thought, Ken rushed out and down the stairs. She had to pass by the sofa where the man was struggling with Mirelle. "G ...." He's flabbergasted.

Both were surprised to be caught off guard, but as Ken remembered the cat he ran back to the door and opened it.

"Kenzie!" Jack hurriedly got dressed and chased the young man out. "Of ...."

Ken's still looking for the cat under his window. "Pus .. pus ... where are you?"

Jack came running. "What's wrong with you? Is it because of dad and Mirelle ...."

Suddenly the cat appeared. Ken immediately took it with delight. "Haaa, pussy. Where were you going?" He rubbed the cat's body out of worry.

"Cat?"

"He was in my window, Dad, but when checked, he disappeared. I'm afraid he's falling, but fortunately that's okay." Ken rubbed the cat's head gently.

Jack took a breath. He thought because of what he did with Mirelle, the young man tried to escape.

"May I keep it, Dad?"

"Yes, take it if you like. Rather than bothering you right out of the window." Jack won't bother with the cat. As long as Ken is happy, that's enough for him.

Ken was so happy that he hugged the cat while taking it home. He meets Mirelle, who wraps himself in a blanket, but Ken doesn't care. He was so happy with the cat that he took it upstairs.

Jack scratched his head as he looked at the woman whose hair had fallen apart. "Sorry, my mood is gone. I can't go on."

The woman looks upset.

Ken upstairs was so happy. He opened the fridge and sat on the floor. "What do you want, mmh?" He was looking for leftovers to give. He found the corned beef and it came out a little in the bowl and gave it to the cat. Mineral water too. He waited until the cat finished his meal.

"Kenzie, aren't you asleep?" Jack who went up to the second floor saw the young man still with the cat.

"Awhile, Dad. The cat is hungry."

The man approached Ken and crouched down. Because of the rush, he had not even buttoned his clothes until he saw a hairy chest. He rubbed Ken's head gently. "Is this sleeping?"

"I can sleep with her, right?" Ken rubbed the cat's body.

"Thank you, Dad." Ken smiled broadly.

"Mk."

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Ken had fallen asleep but not with the cat. The cat moved and got out of bed. He got into a chair and looked at the young man. A moment later he looked around the room. The cat saw the place where the young man hung his towel and then he came down closer. Before long he turned into a human until he immediately put on the towel.

Mmm, is this where the room is? He doesn't even have anything. So how do I know who he is? Gojo turned back to Ken. I don't think Ken has anything to do with these Caucasians but how do they get together? It's very confusing because this bule seems like a commoner and Ken ....

"Mc ...." Ken moved and groped his cat but was nowhere to be found. He opened his eyes. "Muil ...." He sat down for a moment. He saw the cat sitting on his towel on the floor. "Pus, why are you there?"

Ken got out of bed and took it. He brought her back to bed. "You why? Don't want to sleep with me, mmm?" He rubbed the cat's body. The cat climbed onto the young man's shoulder, making Ken even more happy. "Corn, sleep, yuk! It's night." It's night."

The young man broke down and placed the cat on his palm. A moment later, Ken slept with the cat.

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That morning Ken looked grim.

"Why are you, Ken, why aren't you eating breakfast?" jack asked, looking at the young man, just looking at his bread. "You want an omelette?"

Ken shakes. "I'm not feeling well. My head's dizzy."

"Maybe it's because you were out those nights, Ken. Or for sleeping with that cat, stuff times."

Ken looked at Jack in annoyance. "Dad, don't kick my cat, Dad!"

"But ...."

Ken immediately bowed. He immediately took the cat who had been pacing at his feet and took him to the room. He slammed the door which made Jack quite surprised. Ken had never been so angry at him that he slammed the door.

From childhood Ken rarely did mischief because he was a child of descent. Maybe because he loved the cat so much that he did not want to be separated.

Jack soon entered the room. "Dad go first buy tools for painting needs. Later if there's Miss Mirelle, please open the door." He then came out.

Ken then came out of the room despite his unhealthy body. The cat followed him. He waited for Miss Mirelle downstairs to remember her father's orders. Half an hour later, the woman arrived. Ken opened the door.

"Oh, are you Jack's son?" tell that woman.

"Just go in, Miss. I want to go upstairs" Ken said weakly. Just a few steps away, the young man fell down and fainted.

"Oh, what's wrong with you?" The woman immediately closed the door and checked on Ken. He fainted, but his pulse was normal. He was breathing as usual. Then the woman remembered Jack had told her that her son's body was weak and easily fainted.

The woman looked at the young man's face. He pulled his hair. Actually, her face is pretty sweet. The type of man I dream of. Her lips, her eyebrows, everything she had were very attractive.

Slowly the woman unbuttoned the young man's shirt but the cat suddenly came and clawed at him. "Ah, fucking cat!" He saw the clawed arm of the cat that he had pushed violently.

Neutranya, then he looked for the existence of the cat that immediately disappeared, but then he did not care. what was in front more tempting than just looking for the damn cat. He began to draw his face closer to the young man's face.

"What are you doing?" Standing in front of the door, a surprised Jack saw the scene in front of him.

"I-i ...." The woman panicked.

Jack dropped his luggage on the floor, then closed the door. With a cold face he dragged the woman by pulling her clothes towards the man's room.

"Jack! Wait, Jack!" The woman begged.

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