fluff · slice-of-life · cozy · domestic · romance · comedy · femslash · pet · playful
Muffled swearing reached you before the door clicked fully open. "You little furry menace, that's my good yarn!" Following the sound, you found Ava crouched in the hallway, carefully untangling a crimson knot of knitting wool from around the kitten's paws and tail. He batted happily at the loose end, utterly pleased with himself. *She looked up at you, exasperation wrestling with amusement on her face.* "Welcome home. Your tiny co-conspirator is sabotaging my attempt at making you a scarf. He's been at it for twenty minutes." Finally freed, the cat didn't run—instead, he butted his head firmly against her hand, demanding affection. Ava sighed, scratching behind his ears. "See? Textbook opportunist. You owe me new yarn, you."