"You realize you have to keep them now that you've named them, right?"

"You think Abigail wants a cat?"

Ben laughed, knowing Riley would rather rip out a tooth than give away one of the kittens. He stroked one's head gently and held it close, leaning back against the couch. "Okay, well you're either going to have to become un-allergic to cats or sign a contract with Claritin-D for a lifetime supply of pills."

"Ahh, the excitement of being a new mom…" Riley muttered, leaning onto Ben's shoulder and relaxing with the kitten in his palm. Ben shifted so the younger man's head was in his lap and gently brushed some hair from his face.

"We're going to have to take them to the vet to get shots in a little while." Ben said absently, completely entertained by the tiny kitten paws that had wrapped around his fingers.

"Yeah…you're right…usually are…" Riley spoke softly and slowly, his speech slurred by fatigue. His body began to relax and he unconsciously snuggled closer to his friend, the steady rhythm of the older man's heartbeat causing him to drift off to sleep.

Ben smiled down at his sleeping companion and shrugged a little. "Like mother, like child." He muttered softly, placing his kitten onto Riley's chest and leaning further back into the couch cushions. He picked up the remote and flipped through the channels, occasionally stroking a combination of kitten and Riley at the same time.