Name Game
Author: https://kawaiipsycho101.tumblr.com/
Gift for: https://peppermint-soup.tumblr.com/
Prompt: AU/Adopting a pet
Author’s Notes: I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope everyone enjoys it! ^^ I’m sorry that it’s a little short, but I hope the fluff makes up for it. Other Notes- Super-Ultra-Mega Happy Ending AU! Mello never died! He also swallowed his pride and admitted his feelings to Near! This story is set a few years into their relationship where the two are happily living together in a cute little house somewhere where no bad guys can find them. =D
Name Game
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
“I am.”
“Okay,” Mello smiled, “I’ll make the call.”
The Next Day…
“Nervous?”
“A little.”
“Do you want to hold my hand?”
“I’m not a child,” Near huffed, but entwined his fingers with Mello’s anyway, “I’m ready.”
The two walked into the building where a woman was waiting for them. Once pleasantries were exchanged, she asked them to stay put while she got something from the backroom. Near gently squeezed his partner’s hand and Mello squeezed his in turn. The woman came back with a medium sized box with three holes cut into each side. She started to give the package to Mello, but stopped when Near reached up for it and handed it to him instead with a soft smile. He held it tightly, but not too tight.
“We greatly appreciate your patronage,” the woman beamed, “Is there anything else I can help you with?”
“No, we’re good.”
“Then I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day.”
The two returned the sentiment before heading back to the car.
The ride home was mostly silent, Mello driving while Near cradled the box in his lap. Occasionally the box made a sound, which Near tried to quiet with gentle reassurances.
“Shhhhhh…It’s okay. We’ll be there soon.” He caught Mello watching him out of the corner of his eye, a smirk on his face. “What?”
“Nothing.”
They reached their home and went inside. Near set the box on its side in the middle of the living room floor and lifted the tabs of the former top halves. Inside were two eight-week old kittens.
One had thick black fur with clear sky-blue eyes, while the other was white as snow with bright emerald eyes and a tiny pink nose. They were curled up together in the back of the box, quivering at the sight of the human before them.
“Hello, little ones,” Near held his hand palm-up a small distance away from the box, giving them plenty of space. “Do you remember us?”
The pair had first discovered the kittens at the shelter about a month before, and had made two other visits since then. They had originally planned to only adopt one cat, but when the woman working there told them that the babies were orphans that couldn’t stand to be away from each other, they immediately knew what they had to do.
“How are they doing? Not too scared, are they?” Mello joined him on the floor with small trays of water and wet-food, placing them next to the box.
“No, they just need time to adjust.”
Slowly, the black kitten began to poke her head out, sniffing Near’s hand cautiously before headbutting it with gusto.
“Seems she remembers you,” Mello chuckled. Near merely hummed in agreement, too wrapped up in petting the small creature. For a few seconds, Mello just watched the two begin to play, until he was interrupted by a tiny squeak. He turned at the noise and found the white kitten halfway out of the box and staring up at him with wide eyes. “Hey, sweetheart.”
“Mew.”
He offered her his hand to inspect the same way Near had with her sister. She didn’t even sniff it, rubbing herself against his fingers right away before coming closer and placing her front paws on Mello’s knee.
“You want up?”
“Mew!” The kitten hopped onto Mello’s lap and started to climb up his shirt. “Mew!”
“Okay, okay!” The blonde laughed as he picked her up and cradled her to his chest, cooing at the cat, but glancing at Near. “You’re lucky I have a soft-spot for pale, cuddle-hungry fluffballs.”
The aforementioned fluffball playfully glared at Mello before letting his own kitten climb up the sleeve of his white pajama-top and eventually on top of his head, where she perched there, purring in what almost sounded like victory.
“Well, Mellanie is lucky that I have a soft spot for loud, flamboyant troublemakers.”
Mello gaped at the other.
“…Mellanie? Seriously?”
“Quite,” Near smirked, plucking the kitten out of his hair, “I think it suits her. Wouldn’t you agree, Mellanie?”
“Mrah!”
“See? She thinks so.”
There was a beat of silence before Mello decided that two can play at this game.
“Alright, then this little gal’s name is gonna be…” He thought for second before looking to the kitten in his arms. “How does ‘Nora’ sound to you, sweetie?”
“Mew.”
“Perfect! ‘Nora’ it is!”
The rest of the day was spent playing with and watching over the two newest editions to Keehl-River family. By late evening, Mello was cuddling with Near on the couch, watching the steady breathing of Mellanie and Nora who were sound asleep on top of their new cat tower.
“I love you,” Mello mumbled into the younger man’s curls, “I know I don’t say it enough, but I do.”
“I know,” Near pressed a soft kiss to his cheek…then another…and another. “I love you too.”
It stayed that way for a few more minutes, the two of them basking in the peacefulness of the moment while murmuring adoring words to each other with every kiss. Eventually, Near let out an adorable, soundless yawn.
“Tired?”
“Mmm…”
Mello gave a soft laugh, pulling Near up with him.
“Come on, time for bed.” Near merely whined and leaned into him, wrapping his arms around the taller one’s neck, causing the blonde to roll his eyes. “Fine…”
Mello picked Near up and carried him to their bedroom, pretending to make a bit of a fuss about it, but they both knew he loved it. Once they were nestled in bed, they whispered to each other, almost in unison,
“Goodnight, kitten.”
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