Cartoon Cat x male reader

Why am I so Attached

(Cartoon Cat's pov)

When I woke up, the kid was still asleep 'I should probably get him off me before I wake him up. Don't want him to think I care about him'. I carefully got him off me and laid him down on his stomach without waking him up. I got up, walked in front of where he was on the couch, crouched down to his level, and then.....

Cartoon Cat: WAKE THE F##K UP!!!

Y/n: WAAAAHH!!

Cartoon Cat: ....

Y/n: ....

Y/n: WHAT THE F##K MAN!

Cartoon Cat: Don't you have school to go to?

Y/n: ....

He took a second to process what I said, then he slowly looked up at the clock above the Tv.

Y/n: CRAP!

After that I just watched as he ran around the house trying to get ready. To be honest it was really funny. Finally he was done, but that meant he had to leave, which also meant that I was going to be bored for the rest of the day.

Cartoon Cat: This sucks.

Y/n: What?

Cartoon Cat: I'm gonna be BORED while you're gone. What am I supposed to do while you're out?

Y/n: What stops you from being bored when I'm around?

Cartoon Cat: Messing with you.

Y/n: ...... I'm going to school, have fun being bored.

'Aaaannd he's gone, damn, that was harsh. Well now what do I do'. I looked around to try and find something to do, but unfortunately I couldn't find anything... well... at least not downstairs. I walked up the stairs to try and find something to do. When got to the top there were about four rooms in total 'hmm... four rooms, four places to snoop through, but what does he need four rooms for? Eh nevermind, I don't care'.

'Imma go snoop through the kids room first' I opened the door leading into the room and walked in, I had already seen it before when I put the kid in here after he passed out the other day. So I already knew what it looked like 'hmmm I wonder if he left his sketch book in here that I saw him drawing in the other day. I wanna see what kind of stuff he draws in that thing.' I snooped through his room, trying to remember where I put the bag that has the sketchbook in it, since I was petty sure he left it in here. I finally found it after about 10 minutes of searching.

Turns out it was just in his closet. I sat down on the floor and flipped through the sketchbook. There was mostly just landscapes and unfinished portraits as I skimmed through the contents of it. There were a few drawings that caught my interest, which were pages that he had painted on instead of drawing on. The pages were thick so I guess he wasn't worried about the page ripping from it being to wet from all the paint.

The pages with paint on them were the best ones in my own opinion, there was one that had a night sky with stars and on moon on it. I didn't even know he could draw let alone paint anything. 'Hmmm wonder what he's doin right now, eh nevermind, I don't care' I finished looking through his sketchbook and put it down as I got up. It didn't seem like there was anything else to do in his room, so I exited the room and went into another room that was to the right of his room. It didn't seem like much, just a guest room 'seems like this is gonna be my room I guess, doesn't seem like there's a lot to do here'.

After taking in everything in the room, I left to find something else to do. 'He better come back quick, I really feel like Messing with him right now' I walked down the hall, to my left this time. As I walked I passed a room that I had no need to go into since it was just a bathroom, and the reason I know that is because of the giant sign on the door, held up by a nail and some string that said bathroom on it. At the end of the hall was another door that I pushed open to reveal a room with a TV, and a few video games 'this must be his gaming room, or somethin like that, does he even go in here at all' I stepped in and walked towards the assortment of games laying in a box over by the TV. I searched through the games, but didn't really find any that I was interested in.

But since I was bored I forced myself to just pick a random game to keep my boredom at bay. I picked out some weird game called Mario Maker, apparently it's a game where you create things as this weird Italian guy, who has a thing for some stupid princess, who keeps getting captured by the same guy. 'All of this is stupid, but I can't go out because I don't wanna risk getting caught. There's also a higher chance I WILL get caught since it's in the middle of the day. I'm not really used to being up during the day because I usually just went out at night to try and kill some stupid teenagers who thought they were invincible, and there was NO WAY that they would get kidnapped'.

(Time skip)

It's been some time now and the kid's still not back. I managed to make a whole two rage levels while he's been out and I'm BORED. I waited there for a second, trying to figure out what else I could do, but then I heard the familiar sound of a door opening 'About time!' I got up and headed down the stairs.

Cartoon Cat: About time you got here, what took ya so long? You were supposed to be here about 30 minutes ago.

Y/n: .....

I looked at the kid to see why he was being so quiet, but I couldn't even see his face, he had his head facing down, and he wouldn't even speak to me.

Cartoon Cat: Hey, kid! What's up with ya? Did ya all of a sudden become mute or somethin?

Y/n: ... I... d-don't wanna t-talk right now...

He walked passed me and up the stairs, making sure he kept his head down the whole time. I turned around and watched as he climbed the stairs until I decide to follow behind him.

Cartoon Cat: Hey, now you listen to me kid! I've been waiting all day for you to get back, and I ain't just gonna let you walk past me like that! It seems like you've forgotten who you're talking to, cause I could easily change my mind about keeping you alive!

Y/n: .....

We got to the top of the stairs, and he started walking towards his room.

Cartoon Cat: hey! Are you even paying attention to me?! Turn around god damnit!

I grabbed his shoulder and turned him around.

Cartoon Cat: !....

Y/n: .....

His face was all messed up, and he was bleeding from his nose and mouth. He had tears coming from his eyes.

Cartoon Cat: What the f##k happened?!

Y/n: ... Why d-do you even c-care? I-I *sniff* don't n-need you're h-help.

Cartoon Cat: care? Yeah right why would I care about you? you're a weak human, and for your information, I wasn't gonna help you anyway. I was just curious.

I let go of him, and he stepped back a few steps when I did.

Y/n: .... Y-you're evil *sniff* I hate you!

He went into his room and shut the door 'f##k, now what am I supposed to do? I don't know why, but it hurt a little when I saw him like that. Ugh this is so stupid, why would I even care if he's hurt? It's not my problem if he gets hurt. I should've just killed him from the start, but it's already too late for that, I've gotten too attached to him'.

Since I didn't feel like bothering him, I just sat beside his door for when he decided to come out. 'I knew it was a bad idea to live with him, I should've just stayed at the mall' I stayed there for a couple hours, but he still hadn't come out. It was already getting late as well. I decided to check on him since he didn't have the door locked. When I opened the door, it was dark due to the lights being off, and he seemed to be asleep in his bed.

I walked towards him, and just stood there, staring at him. It looked like he tried cleaning himself up from the blood that used to be coming from his nose and mouth. He looked so peaceful while he was sleeping, I just couldn't help but stare at his face. I decided I should probably leave so I wouldn't disturb him on accident, but before doing so, I wrote a not that said sorry, and I put it on his bedroom door. I walked out of the room, and shut the door behind me.

I walked over too the right, where the guest room was, and walked into the room so I could go to sleep as well. It took a while, but I was eventually able to go to sleep.

(Well, that took a long time. I don't know about anyone else, but to me this story is kinda cringy. But that might just be because I don't think of myself as a good writer. See you in the next chapter.)