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mixup

You carefully set down the kettle onto the burner, ready to have a cup of tea to soothe your headache. Soft music played in the background as you walked up the stairs to feed the cats you were watching. You were at your neighbor Anne's house catsitting this week and hanging around them really helped to calm your nerves. It was quiet and peaceful there, perfect for reading or catching up on work. You placed their food bowls down and sat beside them to watch them eat. You let your mind drift while you waited on them but were startled by keys jingling as if someone was unlocking the front door. You quickly got to your feet just to trip on one of the bird toys on the ground. Chirping noises filled the room as you ran up to the door looking down and lifting your foot, "Sorry Anne isn't home right-" You stopped your sentence as you looked up at the man in front of you who had an expressionless face, he explained "I'm sorry, I normally pick up her mail when shes gone and since she texted me about her trip I just assumed..." Gesturing from the mailbox to the house. It was hard to focus on what he was saying with the pain from your stubbed toe, also counting that you hadn't expected anyone to show up during your time catsitting, but all you could really think about was how cute he looked with his hair up in two spiky buns. "Oh there's no reason to be sorry," you said laughing a bit at yourself as the kettle went off whistling in the kitchen, "There any chance you have time for some tea?" There was no way you were just going to shoo him away, and inviting him in seemed nicely convenient. He bashfully broke eye contact for a moment as he agreed to come in with the mail. He set it on the counter as you poured him a cup of chamomile tea. You two chatted about how you both knew Anne before you asked him if he had watched the cats before. "Well, I have a couple times but I never feel like I'm giving them enough attention. I'm always more busy than I'd like to be." You hummed at his response and shared how much of a getaway it felt like being at her house. "It's always so warm feeling in here, must be the lighting or something," you sipped on your tea, "It's even better having such a pretty face in here though." He nearly spit out his tea at your compliment, his face dusted with an even layer of pink. He averted his gaze and mumbled, "I'm glad to be here." You carried the conversation on as usual but you could tell his mind was elsewhere while you spoke. "Well, Choso, I'd say I'm pretty happy with our little mixup." You stood up to put the cups by the sink, smiling at him. "If you're not too busy tomorrow, you could come pick up the mail for me again?" He nodded eagerly at that.