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It was early Sunday morning when Bogo was awoken by the sunlight streaming in through his curtain. It played on his face, beckoning him to get up and start the day. He sighed, no desire to wake up and reached out with his hoof to find Benjamin only to find emptiness in the bed next to him. He frowned and reluctantly go up. He stretched a bit and inhaled deeply. From his cracked door, he could smell coffee roasting and he smiled. ‘Looks like Benny made coffee for me. How sweet of him,’ Bogo thought to himself. He threw on a robe that was hanging over a chair next to the bed and walked nonchalantly out of his bedroom. He glanced around the the living room and kitchen but saw no sign of Clawhauser. He shrugged, and headed into the kitchen. He poured himself a cup of coffee and decided to head out onto the balcony. Through the glass doors leading outside, he spied Benjamin, looking down into Saharah square. He quietly opened the doors, and swiftly wrapped his arms around the chubby cheetah. He gasped slightly before melting into the buffalo’s chest and nuzzling underneath Bogo’s chin. Bogo took a swig of his coffee before cooing, “Good morning, kitten.” Benjamin purred softly before responding, “Good morning.” They stood out on the balcony for awhile before Bogo decided to go make some breakfast. He gave Benjamin a quick kiss on the cheek and headed back inside. Benjamin pulled his neck in and giggled as Bogo left. It had been nearly 4 months since the two animals had been dating, and their relationship had truly blossomed in just that short amount of time. They spent every second they could together and oft spent nights at each other's houses. Bogo pulled out the required ingredients he needed to make pancakes and gazed lovingly at Benjamin outside, watching him as he waved at someone down in the square. Bogo smiled as he got back to work; he felt like each moment he spent with that adorable cheetah he seemed to fall more and more for him. He whipped the pancakes up quickly and called for Benjamin to come in. He opened up the glass doors, shut them softly behind him and sat down at the table.
“Do I smell pancakes?” Clawhauser said, a hungry smile plastered on to his face. Bogo smiled at him.
“You do indeed. I know they're one of your favorites.”
Bogo walked over to the table with a plate stacked high with pancakes in one hoof and syrup in the other. He generally didn't eat such an unhealthy meal for breakfast, but he could sacrifice that at the least for his boyfriends happiness. He laid the items on the table and set down. He reached out and grasped Benjamin's paw into his hoof as they began eating the pancakes in front of them. After they finished, the two cleaned up the table and washed and dried dishes together. Afterwards, the two cuddled up on the couch. Clawhauser flipped through channels for awhile before settling on a rerun of a Gazelle concert (the exact one where Bogo and him had their first date, believe it or not). He laid his head on Bogo's lap, and slowly dozed to sleep as Bogo gently rubbed his fur and read a book, a true crime novel (you'd think he'd get enough crime working as the chief of police). The two stayed like this for several hours, neither a care in the world, cuddled up next to each other. Bogo put down his book and rubbed his eyes; he looked down at the sleeping cheetah in his lap and smiled widely.
‘I still can't believe I'm actually dating this precious cheetah,’ Bogo thought as he gently petted Benjamin. He purred underneath his hoof, and Bogo fell that much more in love with him.
Several hours later, Clawhauser awoke on Bogo's couch, alone, with a blanket on top of him. He never even noticed that Bogo had left the room; he sat up and slowly rubbed his eyes, yawning in the process. He glanced around the dark living room, looking for Bogo, and got up sleepily to find him. He searched the kitchen, balcony, and his bedroom, and he still couldn't find that buffalo! Benjamin gave up looking and turned on the tv once again, and flipped to a random news channel. He glanced at the novel laying on the table next to the couch and picked it up to examine it. ‘Why does he read such disturbing books? As if he doesn't see enough “true crimes” at the ZPD,’ Clawhauser thought to himself. There was no way that Benjamin could read anything like that; he was very much a “scaredy-cat” and avoided anything too spooky. As he sat down the book, he heard the front door open and Bogo come stumbling into the house. Clawhauser hopped up and headed to the hallway leading to the front door. Bogo saw him and his face immediately lit up. In his hands were several grocery bags.
“Hey babe. Sorry I left you; I had to pick up a few groceries to last me through the week,” Bogo said before giving Benjamin a quick kiss.
“How long was I asleep then? What time is it?” Clawhauser questioned.
“I'd say you were out about 3 hours or so. It's around 5 now. Are you going to stay for dinner tonight?” Bogo replied as he sat down the grocery bags on the counter and slowly emptied them.
“I'll stay for dinner but after that I definitely need to head back to my apartment,” Clawhauser said. The two never spent the night at one or the others house on work nights, as they felt it wasn't very “professional” (although that was more Bogo than Clawhauser, who would happily spend the rest of his days at Bogo's) to do so before theyhad to go to work. The two animals prepared a dinner of spaghetti with a side of salad. While they ate, they talked about making plans for next weekend.
“I think we should check out the new museum by the subway,” chimed Bogo. “I think we could do that and maybe do a picnic at the park afterwards?”
“Ooh that sounds great! Hopefully the weather agrees with us this time; we should pack an umbrella just so we come prepared. I'd rather not get drenched like last time,” Laughed Clawhauser.
“Sounds like a date, then…” Bogo said mischievously.
“It sure does,” giggled Benjamin, blushing severely.
“You are so cute when you do that,” Bogo said with a hint of playfulness in his voice. This made the cheetah blush even harder than before. Bogo leaned over, cupped the cheetahs face in his hand, and passionately kissed him. At that moment, everything just seemed to be going perfect for the two.
After finishing dinner and helping clean up, Clawhauser finally had to head back home. He picked up his overnight bag and headed to the door. Bogo hugged him goodbye and kissed him once more.
“Text me when you make it home, kitten,” Bogo said, his voice full of care.
“I will,” Benjamin replied. He gave Bogo's hand one final squeeze before heading out the door. He hopped into his car and drove off home.
“How did I ever end up with such an amazing buffalo for a boyfriend,” Clawhauser said to himself dreamily. He sighed, his heart full of happiness and love, and continued on home.