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"Lix, more pats." Minho muttered as leant to the guy.

Felix was about to give him more but Jisung cut him off, "Felix have your section done this one?" he showed the laptop screen to Felix, making the guy immediately leave his spot to help Jisung.

Minho felt something sting in his chest. He did not know what was it. For all this time he had been living as a cat he never experienced this feeling. Something.. hurts?

He just wanted pats.

He left the living room and sat at the balcony instead. There were a few papers which Jisung gave him to write or draw anything. Minho flipped one of the papers, revealing a messy drawing of a guy with freckles on his face. He did not know how to draw, but he just imagined the guy in his head. It almost doesn't look like a guy, more like an egg with eyes, mouth and nose on them. Meanwhile the legs and arms were just thin lines.

There's no body.

More like a chick.

The cat boy wrapped his tail around him and moved the pencil in his hand on the paper. He had no idea what he was drawing, but he had seen it in tv shows, dramas and comedies.

A heart.

Tilting his head and believed it was perfect, he brought the paper with him to show it to Felix. But then he heard the sound of the front door closing. Jisung came and halted when seeing him. "Ah, Felix saw you were busy drawing and he had to return for a date so he just left."

Minho's hand dropped to the side. "Okay.."

Jisung noticed the sadness in his voice and he approached him. "What's that?" he wanted to take a look but Minho prevented him from doing so. He went back to the balcony to hide the paper and closed the sliding door once he got in. To say Jisung was not curious, was a lie.

"Min," he sat beside the boy on the couch. "Are you.. alright?"

He nodded while looking down. Obviously he's not. Jisung bit his lower lip. These days were hectic with neverending assignments and quizzes that he barely had time to talk with the other. He noticed that Minho constantly trying to talk to him but he shrugged it off, thinking it wasn't important and he needed rest. When Felix came earlier he looked so excited and Jisung felt guilty out of sudden.

With a little bit of jealousy but he didn't realise that.

"Do you want to watch a movie?"

"No."

"Sleepy?"

He nodded and was about to lay down but Jisung stopped him. Minho gave him a confused look when the other looked like want to say something but no words are coming out. "Uh.. go sleep on the bed."

When he received no response Jisung dragged Minho to his room while switching off the lights. Minho flinched slightly at the darkness and walked closer to Jisung. "Sungie.."

Jisung's eyes lit up when he heard that. A small smile played on his lips. "Yes?"

Jisung let Minho laid on his bed while he took extra blankets, ready to walk out. "Where are you sleeping?"

"The couch."

Minho got up and pulled the other to the bed. "But this is Sungie's bed."

"It's okay I want to sleep on the couch."

He shook his head while taking the blankets away from him. "Couch.. is not best. Hurts."

His heart slightly dropped. Minho only sleep on his bed when he was half conscious and the other days he'd sleep on the couch. This time, he felt real bad to the brunette. "Minho, did it hurt you?"

Minho nodded.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"Now Sungie knows," he gave his :] smile before yawning. "Min is used to it so he's fine now. Sungie cannot sleep on the couch."

Jisung giggled at his sleepy remark. Minho talking in third person was the cutest thing ever. He held the urge to pinch his cheeks and slipped beside him on the bed. He covered Minho with a blanket and patted his head.

"Goodnight Minho."

"Aw, you drew this for me?" Felix melt when Minho excitedly handed him the drawing he did the other day. "Can I keep it?"

The cat boy shyly nod while his tail were wiggling around. Felix cooed and patted his head, "Thank you Minho. I will put it in my room." He kept the paper in one of his files and wore his backpack. "I have to go now. I still need to submit a group project."

"Bye Lixie."

"Bye Min, bye Jisung." he waved and walked out from Jisung's unit.

Jisung peeked Minho from the dining table. The other was smiling cutely while patting his own head, not realising a pair of eyes were watching him. Minho let out a small chuckle before retreating his hand and laid on the couch.

He likes pats?

Of course he does he's still a cat Jisung.

The now blonde guy had seen Felix patting Minho's head and scratching behind his ears a few times. He couldn't lie that Minho looked so happy every time when Felix does that. He wanted to try it, but he did not know how. Because Felix had been nice to him since their first meeting, probably the reason why Minho was quick to feel comfortable around him.

Meanwhile Jisung, he had lashed out on him a few times— intentionally or unintentionally.

To be honest he was sad when Minho seem to attached more with Felix than himself. He was the first one who met Minho, he was the one who take care of him yet Minho sometimes was afraid of him. He noticed how Minho was slightly trembling the other day where he spilled the milk. But Jisung was too tired to care, he just went to his room.

Sighing, he turned off his laptop and joined Minho on the couch. The boy had his eyes glued on the tv screen watching Legend of the Blue Sea again. Jisung had no idea why he liked the movie— either it was because the man or the woman who was a mermaid and turned into a human.

After awhile the series ended and Minho got up. He faced Jisung, "When will Lix come again?"

The blonde just stared at him. His eyes were sparkling when Felix's name slipped out from his mouth. "Felix.. he cannot come here often because he has other things to do too."

"Oh," the smile faded. "Hyunjin? Seungmin?"

"Same. They are still studying and busy. If they have free time they will come."

Minho nodded and minded his own business afterwards. Jisung looked down to his fingers.

Does he not like it when I'm here?

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