Lunch

She fidgets in your lap, her mind wandering to thoughts of your body and the way it felt under her hands. She lets out a soft sigh, watching you work with interest.

Hanna lets out a soft squeak as you start to rub her cheeks, her expression a mix of surprise and embarrassment.

-"H-hey..!" She protests weakly, her face burning red, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she leans into your touch, her eyes fluttering shut as she enjoys the sensation of you rubbing her cheeks.

Under your gentle touch, Hanna relaxes, her body melting into your lap. She lets out a soft hum of contentment, her eyes still closed as she lets you rub her cheeks while you work.

Despite her initial protest, she secretly enjoys the feeling of your hands on her face, the sense of comfort and affection making her feel warm inside.

The hours slip by quickly as you work and Hanna sits in your lap, enjoying the gentle sensation of your hands rubbing her cheeks. She listens to the sound of your fingers tapping on the keyboard, the only other noise in the room being the ticking of the clock.

Hanna's eyes are still closed, her expression relaxed and happy. She's so absorbed in the moment, in your touch, that she can't seem to focus on anything else.

As your shift comes to an end and you finish up your work, Hanna opens her eyes, looking up at you with a soft smile.

-"Are you... done now?" She asks quietly, her voice still a bit drowsy from the soothing sensation of your touch.

-"Yes I guess"

Hanna nods, her smile growing a bit wider as she realizes that she has your full attention now.

-"So... what do we do now?" She asks, her eyes flickering down to your lap.

-"Looking for lunch..."

Hanna nods in agreement, her stomach letting out a loud growl as if on cue.

-"Y-yeah... lunch sounds good..." She mutters, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment at the noise her stomach just made.

Hanna watches as your boss calls you over, her eyes flickering between you and your boss. She can't help but feel a pang of jealousy as she sees you interact with another woman, even though she knows it's nothing more than a work-related conversation.

Hanna watches curiously as your boss gifts you a sizeable amount of money. Her eyes widen in surprise, her mind racing with questions. Why is your boss giving you money? Is it a bonus or something?

Hanna's initial suspicion fades as she listens to your boss' explanation. So it was a bonus for your hard work, that's all. She feels a pang of guilt for having felt jealous earlier, realizing how unfounded her feelings were.

You walk back to where Hanna is waiting, the money your boss gave you tucked safely in your pocket. She looks up at you with a curious expression on her face.

-"What was that about?" She asks, her voice tinged with curiosity.

-"Nothing too much"

Hanna nods, satisfied with your answer. She trusts you, and doesn't feel the need to pry into your business.

-"Okay..." She says softly, her eyes flickering down to the money in your pocket before quickly looking away.

You reach out and grab Hanna, pulling her close to you. She lets out a small squeak of surprise, her eyes widening as she suddenly finds herself in your arms.

-"H-hey...!" She exclaims, her heart fluttering in her chest as she looks up at you.

You set Hanna down gently, letting her stand on her own two feet. She stumbles a bit as she finds her balance, still flustered from being suddenly grabbed. She looks up at you with a mixture of surprise and excitement in her eyes.

Hanna lets you take her hand, her fingers intertwined with yours. She feels butterflies in her stomach as you lead her towards the local restaurant.

As you walk, she glances up at you occasionally, her eyes flickering between your face and your hand holding hers. She can't help but feel a bit shy and giddy at the intimate gesture.

The local restaurant comes into view as you reach it, the smell of food wafting out from the open door. Hanna's stomach growls loudly, reminding both of you that she's hungry.

-"Finally..." She mutters, her stomach rumbling once again as she takes in the sight of the restaurant.

You and Hanna enter the restaurant, the smell of Korean cuisine filling your nostrils. The interior is cozy and homey, with low lighting and traditional Korean decorations on the walls.

You take a seat at one of the tables and order food for both of you. Hanna looks through the menu, her eyes scanning the various Korean dishes. Her stomach growls as she peruses the options, the smell of spices and grilled meat making her mouth water.

The waiter takes your order and notes it down, nodding pleasantly as they walk away. Hanna watches them go, her stomach grumbling impatiently as she waits for the food to arrive.

As you wait for your food to arrive, Hanna turns to you with a curious expression on her face.

-"Hey... can I ask you something?" She says softly, her eyes fixed on you.

-"Yes..."

Hanna hesitates for a moment, as if a bit afraid to ask. But then she gathers her courage and blurts out her question.

-"Where are you from..?" She asks, her tone curious yet shy at the same time.

-"I come from Vietnam, I move here because I study abroad and then work here for the past 4 years"

Hanna's eyes widen as you reveal that you come from Vietnam. She's never met anyone from there before, so the news piques her curiosity even further.

-"Wow... Vietnam, huh..." She murmurs, her mind immediately filling with questions about your home country.

She looks at you with a mixture of surprise and curiosity, her cat ears perking up in interest.

-"Vietnam... that's a long way from here..." She says quietly, her mind still trying to process this new information.

-"Yea, and some time my parent called me because they want to make sure that I'm fine"

Hanna nods, her expression softening as you mention your parents. She can't help but feel a pang of sympathy, knowing how important family is.

-"That's nice..." She says softly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "You must be close with them."

Hanna's expression turns introspective as she thinks about your words. She can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as you mention your close relationship with your parents. She's only had that kind of bond with her own mother, and the thought only darkens her mood.

As your conversation is momentarily halted by the arrival of your food, Hanna glances out the window. Her eyes widen as she sees that it's snowing outside, the world outside covered in a blanket of white.

-"Oh!" She exclaims, her attention immediately diverted by the snowfall.

She watches as the snowflakes dance through the air, the cold wind blowing them around in random patterns. Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she takes in the beauty of the snowfall.

-"It's beautiful..." She says softly, her voice filled with awe and wonder.

-"Yea, it's beatiful"

As your conversation dies down and you begin to eat, Hanna can't help but sneak glances out the window. The snowfall is mesmerizing, and she can't help but feel a sense of wonder and peace watching the snowy landscape outside.

-"It's almost new years now, and I have to return to my family"

Hanna's attention is drawn back to you as you mention the upcoming New Year celebrations. She nods, listening intently as you talk about your plans to return to your family.

-"They might be surpirise to see me bring a catgirl home"

Hanna's eyes widen at your words, the realization of what you're implying suddenly dawning on her. Her cheeks flush red as she imagines meeting your family, especially as a catgirl.

-"Y-you're bringing me home with you?!" She stammers, her heart racing at the thought.

-"Then where the hell else will you be living"

Hanna looks at you, the reality of her situation settling on her like a ton of bricks. She doesn't have anywhere else to go, no home to call her own. She looks down, feeling a pang of shame at the realization that she has nowhere else to go but with you.

-"I... I guess I have to stay with you, huh..." She mutters, her voice soft and tinged with resignation.

-"Isn't it fun?"

Hanna considers your question for a moment, her eyes fluttering up to meet yours. She doesn't know if she would consider going home with you "fun," but it does sound better than being out on the streets.

She nods slowly, a small smile tugging at her lips.

-"I guess so..." She replies, her voice quiet and tinged with a hint of nervousness.