</b> whats wrong with you?<p/><b>ravi:</b> nothing. just this dude ive been flirting with for the past 2 months just asked me if i wanted to meet his boyfriend.<p/><b>hyuk:</b> what'd you say?<p/><b>ravi:</b> i said no i dont want to meet your boyfriend, i wanted to BE your boyfriend<p/></p><p/></p>
A/N: ignore any mistakes! I’m really excited for this series! It’s basically a big jumble of fluff and a tiny little problem that works itself out over time. Get ready, I’m SO EXCITED! Leave me an ask if you liked it and I may update sooner than I would normally!!
When you’re a student, working an unpaid internship, some things seem harder than others.
It had been exactly two days since you had left your house; simply because you had a huge ass final due for your art major class and you were only half done.
You truly wanted a break, maybe a coffee to ease your nerves; but the last thing you wanted to risk was spilling a cup of brown liquid all over your most recent project.
At this point in the day, tired wasn’t a part of your vocabulary. You were beyond tired, sleep deprived, even.
So when your front door creaked open, you had let it slip your mind. Not only because you were tired, but also because at this point, your music was louder than your thoughts, and you were too busy to and too far into your project to stop just yet.
Though you let it slip your mind, when your art room door opened, you froze directly in your spot, not even picking up your brush from the wet canvas.
When you turned around, you definitely were surprised to see a person; not even, a small child stood in your door frame. He had to be no older than seven or eight, yet you still couldn’t bring yourself to even begin to form any sort of sentence.
You stuttered in breath to try and find words, but could find nothing to describe the situation that was in front of you. “W-Who…”
And right then, out of nowhere, the boy screamed.
It was only then that you had realized how you looked.
Your face was smeared with paints that ranged from blacks to blues, and your hands an aprin were anything but pretty.
“Hey! Please! Just don’t.. Don’t yell,” you reasoned, standing up and rushing over to the small boy that stood in front of you.
It took minutes for this child to gain back control of himself, and you had finally been able to fully relax when he had done so.
You had so many questions to ask this child, but all you could do was stare. He was small, and his hair covered his face in an attempt to make him look younger. He was cute, probably one of the cutest children you had ever seen; putting aside the fact that you generally didnt interact or like children too much.
“W-What are you looking for? Where are your parents?” you finally found your words, kneeling so your height was the same as his.
“My parents?” he repeated, looking down at his hands. “My parents are in america.”
It took everything you had inside of you not to freak out. Everything. This child was in your house, and his parents were in america?
“Well… “ you closed your eyes, trying to think of something to get your mind back in check, “where’s your.. Owner?” You yelled at yourself for your choice of wording, but you quickly moved passed it again when he started to speak.
“My hyung is at work.” he mumbled. “I was supposed to go to apartment 125.”
Relief flooded over you when you realised that you lived in apartment 124. He had only gotten lost. Not only that, but it also concerned you that this boy was alone in an apartment for who knows how long. You had a little brother yourself, and this child definitely reminded you of him.
You had definitely seen the man in apartment 125 more than once. He owned a cat, and it often found its way through your apartment window. You had texted him many times before telling him it was there, which would often lead to you ‘borrowing’ for days at a time. It offered you stress relief, what else could you say?
But no, this was much different than a cat slipping through your window. This was a child, a grown, human being, that had wandered aimlessly into your house.
“Do you want me to call your hyung?” you had offered him, when you noticed he had started to get a little red in the face, tears threatening to tear their way through the corners of his eyes.
He nodded vigorously, wiping the ends of his eyes as you fumbled with your back pockets, pulling your phone out and attempting to unlock it with paint covered hands.
You pulled up the contact quickly, pressing call without a second glance.
You handed the small boy the phone, and watched as he clicked the speaker button so you both could hear.
it took two rings before the phone was answered.
“Did my cat find its way through your window again?” He questioned after the second ring. You could literally hear the smirk that played on his lips.
“Hyung!” The small boy yelled, gripping the phone tighter.
“Hyuk?” Yoongi hesitated, his voice suddenly becoming stern. “Where are you?”
“Apartment 124,” he answered calmly, shrugging his shoulders to himself.
“125,” you corrected.
“Yah,” he sighed, shaking his head. “Hyuk, go home.”
“How old is Hyuk?” You question, cutting Yoongi off.
“I’m seven.” The small boy answered for him.
“Hm,” you hum, glancing down at the phone screen, and leaning your chin into your hands. “It’s not very responsible of hyung to leave you home alone, now is it?”
“Well, I guess not…” Hyuk says, looking at you with big, opened eyes.
“Hey!” Yoongi yells.
“Well, what do you expect? Leaving a seven year old alone!” you laugh. “What time do you get off of work?”
“Eight? Eight thirty?” he sighs, giving in to you obvious plans of keeping the boy for the night.
“And you were going to leave him alone until then?” you gasp at the metal phone in your hand. “What was he supposed to eat?”
“He’d eat when i get home!” he says. “I liked it more when you were borrowing my cat, not my brother.”
Hyuk had granted you the well needed break you had been dying for.
The small boy lifted your spirits, and allowed you to cook for someone besides yourself for once.
You were fascinated by how much he could eat, plate after plate of food being given to him until he told you ‘Noona, i really can’t eat anymore’.
The clock had struck 8 when Hyuk had finished eating. You had just assumed Yoongi was working until 8:30, which didn’t bother you at all.
You felt at home again when you watched Hyuk, and it made you happy.
You decided to put on a move while you waited for Yoongi go get back.
Hyuk told you about his parents, and how only his mother was alive at the moment.
“She had to go to America.” Hyuk frowned at you. “I don’t know why, though. So I’m staying with Yoongi hyung until she gets back,”
You didn’t know Yoongi personally, but you knew what type of person he was.
He got a cat because he can’t take care of a dog. Cats basically take care of themselves, anyways- how was Yoongi supposed to look after himself, a cat, and Hyuk?
You knew few things about your neighbor, but one of them was that he worked at a bar; which also meant that he worked nights. You knew it wasn’t your place to butt in, but this little boy being alone at night until whenever Yoongi got relieve from a shift didn’t sit well with you.
It wasn’t until someone knocked at your door, that your thoughts had ripped from you.
Hyuk shot up from your couch, making is way to your door from the living room.
The door was pulled open, revealing very worried, very tired Yoongi.
“Hyung!” He sounded relieved, yelling and bringing the larger boy into a hug.
“Thanks for watching him,” Yoongi sighed, looking down at the boy. “It’s his first day here, and I wasn’t sure if he’d get home safe, and all of that,”
“No problem!” You smile. “I liked seeing him a lot. He reminds me of my brother.”
Silence grew between you two, as Yoongi scratched the back of his neck.
“Hey, if you don’t mind, could you check on Hyuk whenever you’re home? As you know, I work nights, and sometimes-”
“Yes!” You answered excitedly, smiling down at the boy. “That’d be amazing!”
“Really? You don’t mind?” Yoongi chuckled. “Just if you’re not too busy with school.”
“No, I was actually going to ask you if you needed help. Hyuk told me you’re moms in America, and-”
“Yeah, yeah she is.” He cuts you off, a smile pursing his lips. “Well, thank you. I’ll text you later tonight about details for tomorrow.” He says, redirecting Hyuk to the apartment across the hall.
“Oh, uhm, okay,” you nod. “And again, no problem.”
You shut the door slowly, pushing it closed until you hear the metal hinge click.
Only at that moment, do you remember your art final.
"I can't believe you brought another cat home... We already have 3 other cats! And a turtle!" For the Drabble thing, with Loco.
‘Hyuk Woo.’ You called to him running to the front door once you heard the knob turning. He didn’t even get to take off his shoes when you hugged him. ‘Hey, what’s wrong?’ He laughed amused at your affection. You shrugged grinning at him and kissing his lips softly. He smiled against your lips and once you pulled away, realization hit him. ‘What did you do?’ He was pulling his shoes off as you shook your head denying that you did anything wrong. 'You only greet me at the front door when you’ve done something wrong.’ He explained grinning at your face as you tried to maintain an innocent face. 'What? No! I just miss you.’
'We went for lunch together.’ He answered and when he was about to walk inside you stopped him with your hand wide opened. 'Wait-’ you told him which made him even more suspicious.
'Okay. I’ve done something but you-’ you could see him trying to look past you which wasn’t hard considering how much taller he was from you. 'No-no-’ you moved your hands to cover his line of sight. 'Listen first.’ You cupped his cheeks to make him look into your eyes. He sighed, with a smile on his lips as he nodded his head agreeing to listen to you. 'Remember when you came home drunk-’ he sighed out at the reminder. 'I thought you said-’
'It’s fine. I know I get it. I’m not mad but remember how I wasn’t mad at you the next day. And I made coffee and gave you pain killers and massaged your aching head and I was being super nice and attentive.’ He just nodded his head, a small smile on his lips. So used to you trying to make him remember all the good things about you before you told him what you did. 'Remember that okay. Just keep on thinking about that. Don’t think about-’ Hyuk Woo suddenly yelped out at the sudden contact of something moving against his leg. He looked down and was about to reprimand your cats for surprising him when he looked at the little gray cat which he wasn’t familiar with at all.
'You-’ he lost his words as he just looked at you and back at the cat which was meowing with a small towel covering its tint little body. 'What did you do?’ He exclaimed as you bend down to take the little kitten in your arms. You pouted as you held the kitten in your arms turning the small cat to look at Hyuk Woo and melt his heart as it did you. 'I can’t believe you brought another cat home. We already have three other cats! And a turtle!’ He scolded you not letting your adorable pout and the kitten’s eyes to get to him.
'But its a kitten. And look at its tiny paw.’ You showed him the paw adorably and Hyuk Woo didn’t know if he should be mad at you or hugged you for being so adorable. 'We’re not running a shelter honey.’ He sighed out as you pout and looked down to the ground, scared that he was going to make you send the kitten to the shelter. 'But we could.’ You suddenly exclaimed excitedly and the look in Hyuk Woo’s eyes made you sealed your lips tight.
'I promise it’s the last one.’ You tried your luck.
'That’s what you said last time.’
'Yeah but last time was the turtle. That would be the last turtle I bring home.’ Hyuk Woo tried to hide the small smile that was threatening to come out at your antics but he failed, as he always had. 'Fine.’
'You’re the greatest ever!!’ You exclaimed running back inside with the kitten still in hand, going back to ignoring your boyfriend.
N: N really doesn’t have a choice but to like your cat if that’s truly your only family. Although this might seem really strange to him, he won’t judge you to your face because there’s obviously an unbreakable familial connection between you and your cat. He might give you skeptical looks, but other than that he would just have to deal. “You want me to meet your cat? Like your furry four-legged friend that occasionally hisses?”
Leo: Although the idea of the cat being your only family may leave him a little worried, Leo would rather meet a cat than a human any day, so they would become the best of friends. Sooner or later, your cat would begin to like Leo more than he likes you and eventually Leo would want little kittens running around. “I can’t wait to meet your cat. Look. I bought him a bowtie.”
Ken: Ken would find it cute that you refer to your cat as family. And since you love your cat like family, then he will love it just the same, if not more just to please you. After a while, your cat would become really annoyed with all of Ken’s incessant petting and loving to the point that claws would start to come out. Talk about family drama. “Hellooooooooo Mr. FluffyBottoms. I’m gonna take really good care of you!”
Ravi: Ravi will totally ignore the fact that your cat is your only family. What’s running thorugh his mind is that the fate of the relationship depends solely on making sure that your cat likes him. With that said, Ravi would take frequent trips to the pet store to buy cat toys and catnip just to keep your cat and you happy. “It’s okay bro. Missing your litter is not that big of a deal. I’ll let it slide this time.”
HongBin: At first HongBin would find the whole situation odd, but then he would be similar to Ravi in terms of thinking that the relationship depends on the cat’s happiness. He would constantly worry about the cat not liking him, the cat stealing your attention away, or the cat becoming so unhappy that it drives the two of you to breakup. “Would you ever leave me for this cat?”
Hyuk: Hyuk wouldn’t find this cat situation to be that odd, but if he has to make nice with your cat then he will. He’ll treat the cat as a family member just as you asked, but after a while he’ll become tired and the cat would end up being another one of his trolling victims. Don’t be surprised when you come home and there’s a bathtub full of water and your cat is missing. “Here kitty kitty.”