Kitten (minsung)

8

"Looks like we're staying here."

Jisung slapped his cheeks for the thousandth time.

Some part of him felt scared of being left alone without Eunwoo and the house workers. The other part of him was squealing like an idiot for having various thoughts about Minho and him together doing things.

"Fuck you dirty mind! Fuck you fanfictions!" He not so tragically rained himself with colorful vocabularies.

"Fuck you Minho!"

The mentioned boy hummed in response. "What did I do wrong this time?"

One: you came into my life with three fucking cats as your security guards and stepped on me like how those kpop idols smashed me in every comebacks. Two: your existence has damaged me physically and mentally because I can't get you out of my head, even when I'm sleeping.
Three: you fucking recognized me when there's Cesar Millan and your presence caused this fucking heavenly incident.
Four: you friendzoned me.

Jisung kept getting deeper and deeper into his ocean of thoughts. He wanted to pour his minds out, but he's a fucking coward who decided to say, "You're breathing." to sum up his thoughts.

Minho was rather too busy preparing a decent place to sleep than to listen to Jisung. He wanted to build a small hut with whatever scraps he could find close by, but discarded the idea because he didn't want to get accused for messing with public place, hence the boy switched his hut idea to a small bench. Sadly the Gucci boy couldn't sleep on a wooden bench with his crippling old men-like backache. He was running out of ideas like how he usually does.

Poor Minho kept walking in circles, confused on how his brain stopped functioning when he needs it the most.

The sight of the four cats sleeping caught Minho's attention. Elizabeth the 3rd was sleeping in ease with his three cats slept on top of her side, forming a line. Jisung couldn't help but feel slightly uncomfortable seeing Minho who's intensely staring the cats.

He was reminded of Seungmin's creepy stalker stories, where once told a guy who was so in love with a beautiful rookie in his workplace. His mom told him to follow his dream, so he followed the lady everywhere. As time went by, things got worse. The guy was stalking her; when she was sleeping, bathing, eating, working, etcetera. Obviously the girl noticed the creepy stalker, but couldn't report him to the police because the guy kept sending her death threats. She ended up killing herself with bleach. Seungmin ended the story with the creepiest ending: he said that until now the stalker was still alive, he carefully watched her grave with lustful eyes. (holy shit that's actually a good plot LMAO)

Okay, back to the shit

Jisung let out several heavy yawns. "Are you gonna stare at those kitties until dawn? I'm getting sleepy and you're getting creepy. Holy crap that rhymes." He flopped his body onto the hard stony road, not daring to sleep directly on the grass due to hygiene issues.

Minho noticed the sleepy boy trying to sleep comfortably but couldn't. His inner caring side took control over his body, thus he sit next to the blonde with his legs crossed.

He patted his thigh several times until he caught Jisung's attention.

"What?"

"Here. Put your head on here." He patted his thigh one more time.

Jisung realized what the older meant and couldn't help but blushed. Lost in the park at night with Minho is one thing, but sleeping on his beautiful thighs is another thing. Damn, what a lucky bitch, he thought. Yes, he just referred himself as a bitch because self degrading is one hell of a hobby.