There, there, kitty... || Minchan/Banginho Short Story

Chapter 1

Ordinary day

It was an ordinary day. Ordinary classes, ordinary friends, ordinary professors, ordinary classmates, ordinary jokes, ordinary lunch. Yeah, an ordinary day indeed.

Minho woke up in an ordinary morning. He went to the bathroom to wash up and wake up completely, brushed his teeth, styled his hair lazily. He cooked himself some lunch and put it in his backpack before leaving his home to go to the university.

He lived alone for a while now. He lived with his parents back in Gimpo. They got along well and he got every love and support he needed from them even after he came out as gay. But when he got accepted to the Seoul Art Academy he moved a little flat near the Academy.

Quite ordinary life for an ordinary boy. And Minho liked it the way it was. He majored in dance and minored in singing. His friends Hyunjin and Felix and him shared almost all their classes thanks to the same majors and he had a couple of friends from other majors like Jisung and Changbin or Seungmin and Jeongin.

"Good morning hyung!" Felix shouted as he threw himself onto Minho as a greeting like always.

"Morning to you too, you koala" Minho laughed peeling the freckled boy off him. "And you too, Hyunjin" greeted the boy who just approached them with a smile on his lips, waving his hand.

"Morning Minho-hyung." Hyunjin greeted back.

After the ordinary morning training they went to some theory classes. They grabbed some lunch with their other friends then they went to the studio to practice. They spent a good couple of hours with practicing different styles and moves. They all had the one whit they were the most comfortable and helped each other with the one that one of them struggled with.
After practice they bid their goodbye to each other and went home.

On the weekends they usually hanged out together all the seven of them. Went to the arcade, watched some movie or just played some games at home. Jenga was one of their favourite.

It was they ordinary weekly routine.

It was Friday and Minho was walking home when he heard the loud crush and the cry of some kind of animal. But then heard as the engine started again and the car probably went away.

For some reason he found himself running toward the sounds. He just saw as the car turned left on the street and disappeared. He saw the little cat lying on the concrete blood pooling around him.

Minho got panicked and rushed to the kitty pulled the trembling animal into his embrace not caring about his jacket that got stained and run to the nearest clinic.

He didn't even understand himself. It just happened so fast and he just found himself home with the kitty in his arm and all the needed papers in his backpack. He just adopted a cat like it was some kind of reflex. He couldn't resist.

He got comfortable on his couch caressing the sleeping cats soft fur. It wasn't that badly injured fortunately but he just didn't wanted to let go of the little fluff ball.

The bandage on his right leg and on his side hid a long wound that car caused to the innocent creature. Every time Minho's fingers brushed through them he felt the rage growing inside him. Cause who the hell would hurt this embodiment of cuteness?

A weak meow brought back him in the reality. The cat woke up on his lap and started to climb up to his chest resting his head on Minho's soft hoodie.

"You shouldn't move" Minho said softly. His fingers finding their way to hold the kitty again so it can rest without holding onto Minho's hoodie. "You need time to heal. We don't want your wound to open now, are we?"

A meow again and a pair of glowing eyes. The kitty licked his lips and meowed again.

"Ah" Minho got the hint "you're hungry" he stated and stood up carefully, still holding the cat and headed toward the kitchen. "I have some milk for you" Minho pouted as he noticed that he didn't really had any cat-compatibile food. "I hope you like it. Tomorrow we will buy you something delicious, okay?" He asked as he placed the little cat on the counter and took out a small bowl and filled it with warm milk.

A smile spread across his face as he watched the kitty enjoyed his food. He also got himself an apple as dinner. He was on a diet because of an upcoming dance competition.

"You finished?" He asked the kitty as he saw the empty bowl. "Then, thank you for the food" he smiled and put the bowl in the sink and washed it.

He then placed the kitty on the couch again and went to wash up and change in his pajamas. While he changed he realised he absolutely has no knowledge about cats and how to keep them.

Like where they sleep, what exactly they eat and what's bad for them, what do they need to keep them clean and what do they need when they injured?

So Minho decided to do a little research. He grabbed a pen and a notebook from his room then went back to the living room and dropped himself on the couch again. The kitty watched him for a couple of minutes and when Minho finally settled down on the couch he climbed up and rubbed his head on Minho's hand.

"We have a little research to do" Minho smiled and patted him. "So I can take care of you properly" he said, nodding himself in determination to take good care of the kitty.

He read multiple articles, scrolled through numerous websites, he even downloaded a book about cats and what is needed to know about them. He made small notes about everything he read. He didn't even noticed that the clock on the wall slowly hit midnight, then 1 in the morning, then 2...

His head fell on his hands as he fell asleep. His hair spreading around his forehead, lips slightly pouting.

The kitty fell asleep long ago, but the sound of Minho's head falling on the table with a rather loud thud wake him up.

In a blink he shifted into his human form. He stretched his arms carefully, not to make his wounds open. His sight finding Minho's sleeping form. A soft smile found its way to his lips.

"You taking care of me..." He whispered. "You can't even take care of yourself, silly" he grabbed a blanket from one of the chairs in the living room and covered Minho with it.

He walked around the house for a while and got familiar with it. He also grabbed some food he found in the fridge since the milk wasn't really enough. Then he walked back the living room, shifted back to his cat form and hopped on Minho's lap. Curled up in a ball and fell asleep listening to the boy's heartbeat.