When he saw you enter your shared room with a box, he knew something was going on. “Darlin’, what’s in that box?” he followed you into the kitchen where you put the box on the kitchen island. “Nothing!” you turned around and attempted to hide the box behind your back.
“That doesn’t look like nothin’“ he furrowed his eyebrows. “Well, it is. Just an empty box, that’s all” you lied. Jesse moved closer as he kept his eyes on you, “Darlin’… What’s in the box?”.
You looked away defeatedly as he pulled the box from behind you and opened it. “Cats?” he looked at you. “I found them on the streets and they were abandoned by someone!” you defended the poor creatures.
Jesse sighed, “We’ll get them to a vet tomorrow, ‘kay? Then we’ll see what we’re gonna do with these little creatures”.
He was asleep by the time you got home so you figured you could sneak the box back out before he woke up.
If only the kittens weren’t old enough to climb.
But they needed a source of warmth and they eventually found Reinhardt
Needless to say, he was pretty confused. Until he saw the box and you laying next to him.
Of course he could expect you to do this. He didn’t mind, the kitties were adorable and they clearly loved him too.
He was afraid of petting them, though. After all, his hands were huge! At least they loved to rub against his beard.
These kittens would have to stay here for a while, clearly.