jimin’s a terrible cat. he’s more of a puppy than a cat, tripping and falling a lot and too excited for everything. and he tries to fit himself into cardboard boxes too small for him and ends up getting stuck.
all of which culminates in the fact that jungkook is the superior cat.
“you’re stupid, hyung,” jungkook says, flicking jimin’s nose with his tail. “this is the third time this week.”
“it looked comfortable,” jimin whines from where he’s stuck in the box, ears flattening against his head. “kookie, help me?”
jungkook heaves a long-suffering sigh, pads over to the box, and sinks his teeth into the scruff of jimin’s neck, trying to pull the stupid kitten out. the box ends up kinda squashed and deformed in the end but there’s nothing he can do about that.
“don’t do it again,” jungkook says and jimin nods brightly.
“i’ll do my best, jungkookie!” jimin grins and jungkook sighs.
“i will allow you to share my box, jimin,” he says importantly (even though this is an everyday occurence) and jimin squeals.
jungkook enters his box first and curls up in it, sticking to the side so jimin can get in too, tails curled around each other and noses touching. and when seokjin comes back from getting the groceries, he grins at how cute his two kittens are.
then he sees the other squashed box and sighs. not another one.