Bad Day
I slowly unlock the floor for my apartment and enter the hallway and a chubby cat races to greet me.
"Hey, cheddar. What did you do today, you orange devil?" I ask my cat fondly.
"A mess is what he did." Remus's voice sounds out from the kitchen.
As I head to the kitchen, I see that he has made my favourite food along with a chocolate cake with a chocolate dressing that will definitely give us a sugar high later. My target though is him. I wrap my arms around his torso tightly and without missing a beat he does the same. After a few minutes, he tries to draw back to see my face without breaking our embrace. But he is unable to do so since I have buried it in his chest trying to get as much comfort as possible.
"Bad day?" He asks quietly as he places kisses on my forehead and rubs his hands along my spine.
"Bad week " I respond with a small voice that is muffled in my hiding space.
"Want to talk about it, love?
"Not really"
"What can I do to make you feel better then? Want to hear the disaster that your devil of a pet caused?
"No," I say while chuckling, "don't call my baby that. Only I am allowed to do so."
"What do you want then?"
"Cuddles."
"Do you want to head up in bed, have dinner there and watch that movie you must have memorized by now? Hmm?"
A "yes" is all he needs before he gets back to work. Grabbing two plates full of food and giving me to carry the chocolate cake. As we enter our room he leaves the plates and the plate on our nightstands and uploads the movie on the TV as I get rid of my clothes and change them with one of his old soft T-shirts, which was well-worn and well-loved.
"Let's get in bed, yeah?"
I crawl under the duvet and cuddle into his chest. We eat quietly as the film begins. It's the only one that will make me laugh no matter what. The one that I can recite by heart and probably will for the rest of my life. I feel a nice kind of warmth from the inside. God, I love him.
"Rem?"
He hums back engrossed with the movie even though I have made him watch it what must be a thousand times.
"Thank you"
"For what, sweetheart?"
"Everything"
"I love spoiling and taking care of you, you know that. That's what I am here to do, dovey." He says back, looking into my eyes in such a living way that betrays every emotion he feels. Love, contentment, happiness, worry.
"Shall we eat the cake then?"
"I thought you would never ask."
The cake is finished within short minutes. And the movie plays in the background but I can not focus on it. My eyes drop from exhaustion and sleep threatens to take me with him. In the safety of Remus' arms as his heartbeat calms me more than any movie would. Though I would never tell him that he will never let me live it down and tease me endlessly about it. I smile lightly just as I begin to fall asleep and feel a gentle kiss being placed on my hairline. The last thing I hear is…
"Sleep well, my dove. I love you."