His Vixen

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Chapter 3

"Jungkook?" A soft hand touched my left cheek. It felt really warm, I rubbed myself against it. But it's too odd. Who could touch my cheek, early in the morning?

I opened my eyes, as the light hit directly in my eye. I groaned, rubbing my eyes. But a heavy weight fell on my lap.

I shot my eyes open. Jimin?

I pocked him. He rolled over to my feet, giggling at me. I looked at him annoyingly. But he only giggled more. I crossed my arms.

"I need to go to the bathroom." He nods, pushing himself to the other side of the bed. I could see his exposed left shoulder because he was moving too much.

I shook my head, jumping off of the bed and going straight to do my stuff.

"What do you eat? There's nothing here." I closed the refrigerator, looking at him. This was unbelievable. This Jimin doesn't eat.

"I eat from Forest. Catch animals and some fruits." Maybe that's why he was taking a bath, yesterday because he went there. My belly started making weird noises, I didn't want to buy things but I'll have too.

I grabbed my wallet and jacket, ready to leave the house. But Jimin held me back by grabbing my wrist. I gave him a confused look. He looked down shyly, making small circles on my hand.

"I want to come." I pushed him sightly, telling him no. He's a creature and he wants to meet the human world. Then, he angrily pouted, jumping on the couch.

Tsk.. Such a kid, I'll have to feed.

I left the house, thinking of what drink or food I should buy for him. He probably doesn't know sugar, or candy. I should let him try today.

I came back, with McDonald food. I was too lazy to buy groceries today. Maybe tonight when that kid sleeps, I don't want to be bothered.

I came back with him drinking water from the sink. I shrugged it, placing the food on the kitchen's counter. His tail moved, meaning he was curious. He sat on the counter, sitting in a Indian style. Waiting for me to open.

"So! I bought some things that would be new to you. I bought more things that I shouldn't because I want you to taste." His eyes sparkled, waiting patiently for me to give him. I asked him which one he wanted first. He took the meal first and the ice cream.

"Stop, give me that." I tried to take my ice cream back, I know ice cream in the morning it's bad but whatever. It was his second one, he might get some type of thing, diabetes, who knows.

But the problem is that he's fast. I can't really catch up to him. I thought that actually someone is beating me for the first time in something. It's freaking me out!

He finally slow down, as I took the opportunity to take it away. He pouted, as I finished it quickly that eventually gave me a headache.

We sat down on the couch, as he sat really close to me. Maybe it's his thing, being clingy to person who are nice to him or it's a Vixen thing.

I placed my head on the soft couch, placing my right cheek on it, turning to see him.

His legs were exposed. The clothing was quite an old gown, with some dirt on it. I should buy him some clothes.

"How old are you? I don't want to be with some kid." I chuckled, grabbing the can of Cola that was in the coffee table. I opened as he tried to count with his small fingers. I finally opened it, as I drank slowly.

"240 years old, you?" I spit the cola out of my mouth. Quickly wiping it off. This thing is unreal! I must be imagining it. It's impossible, he's maybe Yoda (Star Wars).

"Argh- 24 years old.." He nodded. It seems that he's unhappy. I don't know why but he seems to be really sad.

"Where are your parents?" This time, his body stiffened. He backed away, avoiding eye contact.

Did I ask something wrong?

"Hey, I just wanted to know, because your living alone in this house. So I though I could ask." I asked, trying to sit closer to him. He backed away once more, getting up and leaving the place.

What?

He was going straight to my room, and coming back with something. A bracelet, two little ones.

"This is one thing I have from parents. Never see them for 30 years or more.." I noticed tears were stuck in his eyes. It seems that he's trying to hold them. I held his chin, to look at him more closely.

"Let them fall, it seems that you never cried before." He gave me a confused face. I smiled, rubbing his back and his back straighten. His ears were hanging low, as his tail placed on his lap.

"When someone cry that's means that they are hurt, missing or cry just like that. Right now, you miss them? It's okay.. cry.. I'll be here." He started to let those tears fall from his small eyes. The more I rubbed his back, the more he started to sob and placing his hands on his face.

It must be hard to live without parents. I wonder how old are his parents.

He finally stopped the sobbing. He let his hand fall, as I take a look of his eyes. They were red and puffy. He sniffed cutely and crawled on my lap.

I started to panic. What was he doing? He wrapped his hands around my torso and snuggled in the crook of my neck.

His breathing started to catch a normal pace, a little faster than a human.

I couldn't help but to wrapped my hands around him and to secure him in my hands. He was small and cute.

His ears were really big, enough to touch my cheek and ears. His tail wrapped around my arm, as I couldn't move a bit.

I check at the clock, it is currently 8 pm. Already? I need to get my groceries. Should I leave him here? I should, if not he'll be in trouble.

I slowly detached myself from him, placing him in the room. I placed the cover over him, looking at him to see if he's awake. He's sleeping. Oof..

I took my jacket and wallet, and flew away.

To be continued...