Taeyong’s Cat Savior
“Hi can u write write an angst+fluff of Taeyong where he’s with popular clique at school n his female friends r badmouthing u so u start to avoid as much social life as possible. But one day u save his pet or something so he begins to notice u n want to get to know u. That was long but thx very much ?”
I WROTE THIS IN CLASS AND I COULDN’T THINK OF ANY MEAN GIRL NAMES SO I NAMED THEM JENNIE AND LISA I’m not changing it. I love Jennie and Lisa tho, and the idea behind this request. The first bit’s in Taeyong’s POV kind of idk.
Genre- Angsty Fluff
Word Count- 870
“–And she’s not even all that pretty, but you can tell she thinks she is.” Jennie, Taeyong’s childhood friend drones on.
“Mhm” He says, not paying much attention to the girl. He picks at his cuticles as the she carries on.
“I mean, she knows it but she acts like she doesn’t, you know what I mean?” Jennie continues, boring Taeyong to death.
“Who? Y/N?” Lisa asks, sitting down next to Taeyong. She sets his food tray aside so she can set hers in its place.
“Yeah, you know how she does that thing where she pretends–” Taeyong blocks out the conversation, not wanting to hear another word of it. He doesn’t agree with any of the things Jennie says, in fact he thinks the opposite.
After about 5 more minutes of blocking the two girls out, Lisa’s voice brings Taeyong back to reality.
“And her choice of clothes–”
“Enough!” He snaps, hitting his fist against the lunch table. Not hard, just enough to get the two girls to focus their attention on him. “I’m tired of hearing about it!”
“….If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you like her.” Lisa says in a sing-song like way. Taeyong groans, putting his head down. “She’s just an obnoxious person, plain and simple.”
You walk home alone, head down, earbuds in. Being new in school is horrible. You’ve never experienced being the new kid until these past couple of days. You haven’t made a single friend, but you’ve definitely made some enemies. There are two girls in particular who you constantly catch gossiping about you. Whether you walk by them and hear your name, or you enter a class room and they say something about you as you walk by. They’re always together, and they’re almost always talking about you.
You stand at the corner, looking both ways before you cross the street. There’s a car in the distance, but not close enough for you to worry about. Suddenly, something catches your eye: a cat, lying on the other side of the street. From here you can only see that it’s multicolored, maybe a calico, and frail.
You take your earbuds out and call to it. “Hi, buddy.” From the other side, it just glares. “Go home, bud.” Suddenly, it starts walking into the road. It walks slow, a bit shaky. You quickly look over and see the car, the same one that you didn’t consider to be a threat a few moments ago. It’s speeding, going a lot fast than you had originally anticipated. “Get out of the way!” You panic, knowing what could happen if you didn’t do anything. The car shows no signs of slowing down and the cat shows no sign of speeding up. You decide to take matters into your own hands and sprint into the street. You snatch the frail cat up and run to the other side, earning a beep from the speeding car. You’re now standing on the sidewalk, in front of the house the cat probably lives in. “You could have gotten yourself killed!” You hold that cat above your head slightly, and gently shake it, trying to get the severeness of this situation through it’s kitty brain.
Suddenly, the door of the house flies opens, and a boy runs out. “Oh my god, thank you so much,” He says, taking the cat. He hugs the cat to his chest, rocking it slightly. “I don’t think I could have gotten to her in time.” You recognize him from school; he hangs out with the two girls who constantly gossip about you.
“…Is this your cat?” The dumb question just flies out.
“Yeah,” he says, just before kissing the cat on the head. “Hold on,” He carries the cat back up to the house and gently sets her inside. “She’s an old girl,” He explains as he makes his way back to you. “We’ve had her since I was young. She’s getting adventurous in her old age.”
“Oh..” You begin to walk away, when he stops you, grabbing your arm. You’re shocked at the sudden contact.
“Aren’t you Y/N?” He asks, squinting slightly as he studies your face. He’s really attractive, but you’ve placed him on your list of people to never talk to. Though you’ve never heard him talk about you, you don’t want to chance more people gossiping about you.
“..Yes..” You say, looking at your arm in his hand. He notices too, and releases it.
“Oh…” He looks as if he’s working out some intense math problem in his head. “..Mind if I walk with you?”
“I do mind, actually.” You continue on, without him. He catches up instantly, but you don’t actually mind. He seems… Nice.
“Come on, where are we going?” He asks playfully. You look over at him, looking at the cute smile on his face.
“I’m going home.” You inform him.
“You just saved my childhood pet.” He tells you the information you already know. “Let me treat you to some ice cream or something. Whatever you like.”
“Are you asking me out?”
“If I were… Would you tell me no?”
“Then yeah, Y/N, I’m asking you out.”
Ah~~~ I’m Taeyong t r a s h
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((I loved this so much, I might make a pt. 2 or something ))