Seventeen Imagines III

#61 "The Cat, The Superstar and The broken hearted"

Shua started by licking the tip of my forefinger. As I giggle, he looked at me with his brown eyes that sparkled the second it reflected on the sunlight. Licking my hand wasn't enough. He went inside my oversized t-shirt and peeked through my collar. When his face went near mine, Shua bent down and gave me painless bites on my neck. It was very ticklish —

  That was my everyday life with Shua, my cat. But when he  turned into a human by unexplainable scientific method, clinging with me should not happen anymore.

  Until now, I still could not believe everything. What happened overnight during the time I was sleeping with my cat right by my side was a mystery.

  "(Y/n), I'm hungry,"  a grown up man is pouting at me while he asked for food. When he was hungry as a cat, Shua usually rubbed the top of his head on my ankle to grab my attention. I found it so cute. But now, I was falling for another method of his.

  'I really don't want to admit it but...Shua is freaking handsome.'

  Although he has facial features which resemble his original form: crescents eyes and distinctive lips, anyone will agree that Shua is a pretty boy. He can debut as an actor!

  If only he's not a cat from his past form, I could make a fortune out of him.

  I removed my laptop, from my lap, onto the old center table. Then I stared at Shua who's sitting on the sofa with me. "Didn't I give you sandwich a moment ago?"

  "You did," he sighed. "But this body..." He lifted up his shirt to show me his abs. Huh?

  Huh?!

  Huuuuuh?!

  "...is so huge that a single sandwich is not..." Before he could finish his explanation, I pulled his shirt downward. My cheeks are burning as I tried to avoid his gaze.

  'Omg! He's showing his body as if it's not a big deal! And what's more, he has a nice build!'

  'No!'

  'For goodness sake, don't stack such dirty thoughts in you head, (Y/n)! He's a cat! A cat!'

  "I u-understand. I'll prepare another sandwich for you," looking downcast, I stuttered.

  "Thank you!" He cheered. In such speed, Shua sat behind me. He suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist and LICKED MY NAPE. "Thank you, my princess," he whispered, as his feverish breath made my skin crawl. His lips continued on gently wondering upward, then towards my earlobe.

  It took me seconds before I had the time to shout and stand up. "Ahhhh!"

  Shua's eyes widened, a little bit scared from my reaction. He looks like someone who is apologetic yet he doesn't know why he must be.

  As if I forgot how to exhale, I held my burning nape. Along with deep heave, I screamed, "Why did you do that?!"

  Shua blinked swiftly. Next, he sat on the sofa while kneeling with two knees. "You love it when I lick you," he murmured.

  Oh no.

  Even if he's a human right now, he's old habits are still there.

  It wasn't supposedly surprising though because two days ago, he did something that goes beyond my imagination: After dealing with my ex boyfriend, I came back while crying so hard. When Shua saw me, he said this:

["Don't cry anymore. I'll promise that I'll stay by your side forever. Now hush, my princess." J

  He cupped my cheeks then kissed my lips.