Tulala si Seungcheol sa pader ng work space niya. He still can't believe that his cat just talked to him. Pangarap niya ang magkaroon ng kapangyarihan para makipag-usap sa mga hayop noon. Is it really, finally happening now? Seungcheol cannot be happier. He don't know how to express his happiness and that resulted to his face turning blank.
“Seungcheol,”
Well, hindi naman siya masisisi. Who wouldn't be exihilarated to know that you can now communicate verbally with your lovely pet? wHO WOULDN'T?!
“Choi Seungcheol,”
Sure it would felt weird for a while but you can get over it quickly (it's been a week since that thing happened, mind you). Iisipin mo na lang na normal yun at never na rin na dadaan sa isip mong nababaliw ka lang at kailangan ng magpa-check up sa isang psychologist.
“Mr. Choi,”
Hah, get that. Seungcheol can handle his matters well, after all. Unlike what Jisoo deduced when he called to talk about his dillema. Hindi rin siya nagmumukmok sa kwarto niya at nagpapakalasing. Ni hindi niya naisip na palayasin si Jihoon. Jisoo is so wrong about Choi Seungcheol.
Seungcheol now wonders why the hell did he even consult that guy. Kaya naman niya ang sarili niya. He's a responsible snd mature adult after all. He puffed his chest with a smug grin plastered on his face.
Look at me Jisooー
“MR. CHOI SEUNGCHEOL!!”
"aY PUTANGINA MUKHANG CAMEL SI YONGGUK!!" Naisigaw niya bigla dahil sa gulat. He froze when his eyes landed on his fuming boss. Oh fuck, just my luck. He immediately bit his lips to stop himself from any more self-destruction.
“I look like what?“
Maybe, he really need Jisoo, after all.
——
“I’m home,” sigaw ni Seungcheol pagkapasok na pagkapasok niya pa lang sa bahay niya, kahit na alam niyang walang ibang nandoon kundi si Jihoon. And even then, maybe Jihoon’s already sleeping, since it’s 4:00 AM and all. At kahit na gising pa ito, sigurado naman siyang iisnobin lang din siya nito.
Jihoon’s been snobbing him for a week already. Again. Ni hindi niya alam kung anong problema nito. Is it because of the throwing in the air thing? Nagalit ba ito dahil dun? Seungcheol is willing to say sorry, but Jihoon just won’t listen.
Pagkarating na pagkarating niya sa sala, bumagsak agad siya sa sofa. Exhausion finally keeping up with him. He swears he’ll control his mouth next time, hindi pala magandang galitin si Yoonguk.
He closed his eyes and tried to even out his breathing. He heared a russle of feet but he’s too exhausted to open his eyes. Baka si Jihoon lang ‘yun. O baka magnanakaw na, o murderer.
Who cares, he wants to sleep.
“Goodwork today too,” a soft voice hummed at his ears, lulling him deeper on sleep. He leaned on the hand caressing his hair. Pakiramdam niya kahit na pagod siya, magiging maganda at masarap ang tulog niya. With that thought, he drift off to dream land with a smile on his face.
He made a last kinute mental note to call Jisoo tomorrow, and ask him about a certain question that has been bothering him for a while now.
——
Nagising si Seungcheol sa mabangong amoy ng sinangag, bacon and egg. Hindi pa man tuluyang mulat ang mga mata niya ay napatakbo na siya sa kusina. It’s rare for someone to visit him, and make breakfast. Habang tumatakbo, ‘yung utak niya iniisip na kung sino ‘yung bumisita.
“Minghao? Di naman marunong magluto ‘yun. Mingyu? Impossible. Magkakalahating taon na ‘yung di nagpapakita, eh. Jis— nah. Sino?”
Pagkarating niya sa kusina, agad niyang isinilip ang ulo sa pintuan. Three plates are placed neatly on the center of his table, no person in sight. Weird. Sa pagkakakilala niya sa mga kaibigan niya, hindi ‘yun aalis ng hindi siya hinihintay na magising. At hindi ‘yun aalis agad agad, makakapal mukha ‘nun, eh.
He took a hesitant step forward, sniffing on the delicious smell of breakfast. Agad na kumalam ang sikmura niya. And without even doubting the food served in front of him, he digged in and stuffed his face with food. Exaggeratedly exclaiming how heavenly the food taste.
Seungcheol was completely distacted by the food, that he didn’t feel someone’s eyes watching him intently.
Jihoon watched him at the corner with a slight smile. Hindi naman siya galit o ano, he’s just afraid. Yes, afraid. Because before Seungcheol— even before Jisoo found him on the street, he have had owners in the past.
Hindi naman siya nakaranas ng pagmamaltrato tulad ng iba, he was actually loved. All his past masters, they all loved him very much.
As a cat, that is.
Dahil tuwing nalalaman nila na isa siyang hybrid, nagbabago ang lahat. Kung iwasan siya ng mga ito ay para siyang may nakakahawa at nakakadiring sakit. The fightened look on their faces whenever they see Jihoon scarred him. Deep.
It took 4 months for Jisoo to make Jihoon relax around him. Another 2 to make him confortable. Another 1 for Jihoon to completely give out his trust and transform. For Jihoon, Jisoo is someone unreplaceable. He’s his first friend.
Kaya naman malaki ang tiwala niya kay Seungcheol. He trusts Seungcheol so much, just because he’s Jisoo’s bestfriend. Pero hindi pa sapat ang tiwala niya dito, para magkaroon ng lakas ng loob na magpakita rito sa human form niya at magpakilala bilang si Jihoon.
Sure he talked, but that’s that. He talked, because he wanted Seungcheol to stay home that day. He wanted attention. But he regretted talking just as fast, kaya sa huli; pinaalis niya rin si Seungcheol at tumakbo pabalik kay Jisoo.
In the end, Jihoon is a coward.
But as he look at Seungcheol, he remembered how the guy reacted when he talked. Jihoon shyly pawed his face when he remembered being thrown in the air, and being hugged tightly. The twinkling and sparkling eyes staring at him with so much adoration. Maybe it’s not a bad idea to reveal myself to him, Jihoon thought.
It made Jihoon chuckle to himself.
Look how fast Seungcheol made him trust him completely and decide. Kung malalaman lang ‘to ni Jisoo, sigurado siyang magtatampo ‘yun.
“Soon, Seungcheol. I’ll meet you, as Lee Jihoon, soon. But please wait for a little while, master.”
Soon.
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lmao, bakit ganito ㅠㅠ
sabaw sabaw sabaw sab
isang buwan din ‘ata akong
di nag–update ;---; idek wh y
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