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Remy's shoulders sagged as soon as he turned the key to his apartment. It's not that he had anything against the Guild's ways of dealing with threats, but he'd be lying if he said it wasn't a chore to come home lickin' a new batch of bruises after every quarrel with each new client wanting to try their luck with the Guild's code of conduct. Ain't no place like home, only the moment he walked through the threshold, something felt… off?
There was a divine smell coming from the kitchen as Anna-Marie walked over with that ever-radiant smile that could no doubt start wars among the gods vying for a crumb of the affection that he proudly held in the palm of his hand. Nonetheless, something was amiss.
"Where are the boys?" he asked, finally noting the lack of three rambunctious furballs clamoring for attention.
She laughed. "About that…"
Before Remy knew it, he was being dragged off to the other end of the apartment to see them sprawled out, belly up, purring up a storm around a toy he didn't recognize.
"You got 'em catnip?"
"I thought it wouldn't hurt to spoil them a little is all," she murmured, with the faintest bit of rosiness dusting her cheeks. "They miss you when you're gone," she added, looking away from him, and Remy could tell she left some things unsaid: if he had to wager, as do I.
"Few days without me and you let them indulge," he hummed, resting his cheek in the crook of her neck as he simply took in the comforting presence. "This is the last time I'm leavin' you in charge."
"Oh sugar, you should know better than to use 'last' with us," she answered with a playful grin.
Ain't no place like home indeed.
Written by a human in Ellipsus.