[COMPLETED]
"So I'm not fired?" I stupidly ask.
He pinches his chin and hums, his eyebrows furrowing dangerously. "Oh that's right... I could fire you for this, couldn't I?"
A nervous gag gets trapped in my throat as my body stiffens and fingernail...
I saw BTS live less than 24 hours ago and now I have severe PCD ;( [09/10/18] Also in this part the kitten gets called "he/she/it" a lot, that's intentional.
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REMEMBER TO DROP THAT VOTE! ❄️❄️❄️ —STILL TAEHYUNG'S POV—
The steering wheel rotates slowly by the control of my hand. I keep looking down into my lap as I move through the empty road, the kitten wouldn't let me put it down in the passenger seat so I had to keep the jacket on me.
It was hard to find a convenience store around that was open at this hour, but at last, bright pulsing neon liquor signs illuminate the dark street. I get out of my car and enter the store.
A short rhythm of beeps sound when I enter, the man behind the register smiles at me through silver teeth and a prickly grey beard.
After selecting a random cat food boxes from the isle I place it all on the counter. The man scans it while I dig for my wallet.
"Cute kitty. What 'appened to it?" His voice is coarse and raspy, a cigar scent lingering.
"Don't know, I found him like that."
"Well take good care of 'im sir."
I leave the store right after with the boxes bagged and clung to my fist. Next stop, home.
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I keep the lights off in my room so the cat isn't startled, but open my shutters enough to get a few streaks of nightlight in. After setting my jacket with the kitten on it on the floor, I pour some of the stinky food onto a plate.
It eats desperately, like it's the first meal in days.
I sit on the end of my bed, legs wide and body leaned forward with my elbows on my thighs. Once it's finished he circles around my jacket, clawing to get a feel on the material before curling up into a ball.
"So I guess I don't get my jacket back, huh?"
Of course there's no response, I fill the silence with a sigh before sitting on my knees on the floor opposite the cat. Our silhouettes are drowned into shadows within the nightly blue room.
She stares at me intensely when I reach out my hand. As soon as I do she jumps and sharply cuts the back of my hand, a loud meow shrieks from its mouth.
"Ah~!" I pull back and hold my wrist, watching the rouge blood swell up in the thin cuts. We exchange long silent stares, its eyes shut slowly and body curls back into a ball of slumber. A small smile curls on my face.
