Always Belong to the King

𝟐𝟑|𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

"Where's the baby that's gonna have babies?" i cooed, tip toeing to the back of the store, proudly holding two salmon treats for Marmalade.

Liam's expression beamed as i joined him and the cats, cradling Vincent in his arms like a baby, he waved at me with his paw. That cat is like actually in love with Liam, he's always on him every chance he gets.

"Where... is she?"

Placing the raspy voiced protesting cat on the floor, he dusted his buttoned shirt, which two happened to have popped from Vincent's claws. "She's actually upstairs, in my place" he pursed his lips, his hand reaching out to pat atop my head, further messing my hair as if i was a cat too. He's never gonna stop that is he.

"The vet told me this morning that i should sort of isolate her from other cats and keep her somewhere safe and warm- she liked my carpet apparently so that's where she's at"

One of the newer cats, 'Honey' was glazing around my feet, sniffing me to decide if i was a friend or foe, it's high pitched meows sensing i've got treats and demanding that i submit them effective immediately.

sorry baby, this is for the new mama to be, "wanna see her?"

I've never seen his apartment actually, i've been to Goodman's enough times to count, i've been to everyone's places, even Edward's, but for some odd reason, i've never been to my other best friend's place.

Goosebumps rose on my skin, feeling a little nervous of the idea of heading up to his apartment, essentially being alone with him. And Adam isn't even in the country. I'm possibly reading too much into it, Liam did make it clear to me that we're just friends the way we were before, whatever he feels is something he'd deal with. i just gotta run with it, this is what i wanted all along anyway.

There was a door at the back of the store, which only he has the key for, i mean of course it's the door to his place.

Through the door was a dimly lit staircase that lead to his apartment, it's sort of like a townhouse, but not.

"Welcome to my place" He called out as we entered, a sudden waft of lavender hit my nose. The interior was homely and warm, just like it's tenant. Bookshelves and a fireplace was the first that caught my eye. He's literally living above a bookstore, that he owns, and me...so i don't know why he'd need more bookshelves up here.

It was a cozy apartment, a lot smaller and not over the top like the rest of the King's, you couldn't even think a member of the King's lives here, which is all the more on brand for him.

"Come out love, she's here to see you" He gently called out for marmalade, having bent under his velvet couch, snapping his fingers for the mama to be.

It's like he's the pied piper for cats, she came out from hiding in an instant, it's little belly visibly bulbous, fully trusting the friendly giant to caress her pregnant stomach as she licked away at his palm.