warning:
pre-smut ahead. or is it smut?
just pls proceed with caution ㅠㅠ
might be longer than the last :3
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Hinihingal pa si Seungcheol ng makarating siya sa bahay niya. Tumakbo kasi siya, kasi natatakot siya na baka bigla na lang siyang habulin ni Jisoo ng gitara.
He's been there before, don't wanna go there again. Kahit kasi ganun si Jisoo, yung parang kalmado na ewan, bayolente siya pag nagalit. Seungcheol had only seen Jisoo snap once, and it scarred him for life.
Pwera sa mawalan ng bahay at ng kung ano anong luho niya, ang makitang galit si Jisoo ang pinaka-ayaw niyang mangyari. Too scary. Too violent. Too many blood has been shed.
Poor Mingyu was the one sacrificed. RIP.
Huminga muna siya ng malalim at ibinaba si Jihoon (na tulala pa rin) sa sofa bagi dumiretso sa kusina para kumuha ng maiinom. Kumuha rin siya ng inumin ni Jihoon dahil, ewan niya, baka nauuhaw din kasi ito.
"Jihooー wtf!" Agad na sigaw ni Seungcheol ng makita ang pusa niya. A blush crept on Seungcheol's neck up to his hair. Yes, hair. Kasi wala ng space sa mukha niya ang pula.
"Meow~"
There, Jihoon was laying on his back, pawing something imaginary. Tail curling and uncurling continuesly. His ears are up and is twitching.
His nose runny and red, and . . . that is up and is dripping. Hindi naman sa pinagnanasahan ni Seungcheol ang pusa niya. Hindi talaga. Pero kasi, ang kyut tignan. Kulay pink.
"Meow~" Seungcheol has to avert his eyes and shut it off to erase disturbing thoughts that enters his ear. He's not up to bestiality.
Muli siyang huminga ng malalim bago lumapit kay Jihoon. "Jihoonie," tawag niya dito na ikinalingon ng pusa. The feline's eyes were black, pupils was dilated. He looks . . . high.
Tangina Jisoo, ano bang pinakain mo kay Jihoon?! Ano ba kasi yung catnip?!
"You want water?" He offered but the feline jumped backwards and harshly hissed at the water he's holding. As if threatened and afraid.
Walang nagawa si Seungcheol kundi ang itabi ang tubig dahil miski ang magpahawak ayaw ni Jihoon. His eyes wandered at that thing that's twitching and is dripping something on his couch. He coughed.
"Jihoon, let's . . . let's go outside and find something to help you with . . . with that, okay?" Pero bagi pa niya mabuhat si Jihoon ay mabilis itong tumakbo papunta sa kwarto niya.
The door closed with a bang, and Seungcheol's curiousity was sparked. Paano naisara ni Jihoon ang pintuan ng kwarto niya?
With heavy yet cautious steps, Seungcheol walked towards his room. Heart pounding hard on his chest. His hands trembling with something he can't quite put a finger on.
Hinawakan niya ang door knob at pinihit ito. He saw . . . nothing. Masyadong madilim. He popped his head inside, hand roaming on his wall to find the light switch.
"Jiー Jihoon?" He called but no one answered.
Tuluyan na siyang pumasok ng mabuksan niya ang ilaw pero wala si Jihoon. He looked under his bed, on top of his drawer, inside his cabinets but there's ni Jihoon to be found.
Mas kinabahan siya.
Ang hilig mawalaー "Uhmmm," Tila tumayo ang tenga ni Seungcheol ng sa gitna ng nakakabinging katahimikan ay makarinig siya ng tila ungol.
