You call something cute mostly because of the physical features unless it’s human, call it adorable. But what if I say you’re wrong? What if cuteness has a dark side to it? That we spare and play with them because the objects trigger sympathy and project helplessness so that we don’t hurt or disfigure them?
I might be wrong but I might be right too. Finding something cute is just your predatory instinct taking a back seat because it’s intimidated my something it can’t or doesn’t want to prey on.