Kitten » Yoongi

Kitten[9]

Guys Kitten is 5th on #hybrids out of 728 stories guys I'm literally crying...

"Let's go." You smiled towards the tired Kitten sitting on the kitchen counter. He wore a neat suit and there was a weak but nervous smile on his face.

"It's your first day of work, aren't you excited?" You sighed, moving to pull Yoongi into a tender hug as you could tell he was tense with worry.

He tried to meet your smile. "Just stay with me for the whole time. Please?"

"Of course." You sighed. You moved to fix your Kittens tie, it wasn't even tied up properly, but you gave him an A+ for effort.

"I just need to ring someone quickly and we can leave okay?" You reasoned as you grabbed your phone from your pocket and left the kitchen, and walked into your own room.

You slipped away from Yoongi's very mysteriously driven eyes. You were starting to realise how he never stopped staring at you. It wasn't scary, nor intimidating.

Just different.

"Hey this is Namjoon's Pet shop! How can I help you?" A youthful and clearly excited voice echoed through the room as you had tapped onto Namjoon's names

It wasn't Namjoon...

"Um... this isn't the shops phone number this is Namjoon's personal phone number..."

There was silence, and you furrowed your eyes when you heard a sudden but sweet gasp.

"Oh shit sorry, I'll put him on."

Before she could leave, you couldn't help but ask the question stuck in your head. "Um... how'd you get his phone in the first place?"

"Oh! I- I'm his- work... partner..."

There was silence, but you couldn't help but furrow your brows while waiting for the phone to get to Namjoon... I wonder who that young girl was.

She seemed very sad to say they were only work partners, she must like him.

"Hello?" His voice was gruff and husky, but it wasn't as deep as the Kitten's that lived in my house, especially in the morning.

"Hi Namjoon, it's Tao."

The voice on the other line seems to squeal. "Tao hi! How's Yoongi? Why are you calling? Is it urgent?"

"Yoongi's doing really well." A small smile had graced onto your lips as you thought of the boy nervously sitting in the other room.

"But, yes. There's something really urgent we need to discuss." An agitated sigh left your plump lips, but the tension in your muscles didn't seem to leave. You were still worrying immensely over that day with that psychopath.

You could never really turn your back away from someone without feeling restriction.

You knew something was wrong but you didn't want to worry anything or anyone, especially Bella, Yoongi or your two homosexual neighbours.

But that's definitely another story.

You rubbed at the rash across your neck, and you nearly teared up when you could imagine the scenario all over again, you felt a rush of pain, and a rush of angst and adrenaline.

"Something happened while I was out last night." Your words were slightly rushed, and you could hear Namjoon worriedly gasp, but you cut him off before he could worriedly question or guess anything.

"This young girl locked me into a bathroom before-" you couldn't seem to let the words leave your lips, you were stuttering, but you pushed through. "Attacking me, she chocked me, bashed my head and verbally abused me Namjoon."