seventeen imagines

🐈 c a t r e s c u e r s 🐈

Wen Junhui ff

— AT THE CAT SHELTER —

Junhui was doing his daily routine. He was taking care of all of the cats in the shelter. He was the manger of a local cat rescue shelter. He saves abandoned cats and he also saves cats who need help. He was currently at his small desk while he was petting a fluffy white cat. He was holding it like it was a baby. He had an undeniable love for these creatures. He felt connected to each and every one of the cats there. He doesn't have names for all of them, but he calls them his babies, because that's what they are to him. He feeds them, gives them baths, plays with them, sometimes he takes them home and has them stay there. However, that kind of thing is against the rules, but he loves them too much. He worries that someone will come and steal a cat from him.

He was gazing in his thoughts, still petting the fluffy cat and he got a phone call. He puts down the cat softly and picks up the phone.

Junhui: Hello?

Woman: HELP ME! P-PLEASE! YOU GOTTA HELP ME!

Junhui: Woah, calm down Ma'am. What's the situation?

Woman: M-MY CAT! H-HE'S ON THE R-ROOF! HE'S SLIPPING! OH MY GOD!

Junhui: Stay right there Ma'am! Send me the address.

After Junhui received the address from the helpless woman, he dashed towards his car and drove straight to the scene.

— AT THE SCENE —

You were walking down your street listening to music and doing dance steps. You had a thing for moving your feet and dancing. It was your thing. You were gliding along the sidewalk like it was made of glass. You stop in your tracks after you heard someone scream. You stopped the music and ran towards the sound. You kept running until you reached your neighbor's house.

Y/N: Mrs. Brown! What's going on?

Mrs. Brown: IT'S BOOTS! HE'S ON THE ROOF! HE'S SLIPPING!

Y/N: Don't worry! I can get him!

Mrs. Brown: *sniffs* No that's okay! I called someone! The CRS.

Y/N: The what?

Mrs. Brown: Cat Rescuing Sanctuary.

Y/N: O...kay, look. There's no time! He trusts me. I'll take care of it!

Without letting her get out another sentence, you sprinted into your neighbor's house and ran towards the rooftop. You knew Mrs. Brown extremely well. She has always been in the neighborhood watching over all of the children. She doesn't have any of her own, so you're like a daughter to her. You've taken care of her cat, Boots, ever since he was born. His birth date wasn't too long ago, so he's still a baby. You wondered how a baby kitten could get all the way to the roof. But then again, cats amazed you and you were always curious as to how they were a little smarter than the human race.

You got to the roof and immediately panicked. You weren't afraid of heights, but you weren't the biggest fan of them either. You hunched down and ended on your knees and you tried to crawl towards Boots, but you kept slipping. You saw Boots slip more and more off the rooftop, you crawled toward him with small steps. You glance and see one of his paws fall, then the other. He fell. You darted forward and grabbed him. Your arms were dangling off the roof and you pulled him close to you. You let out a deep sigh in sigh of relief. You cradled him in your arms and crawled back to the inside of the house.