Cat Got Your Tongue | Minsung AU

Chapter 5

When he awoke Jisung was cooking breakfast in the tiny kitchenette near the bed. Minho shifted into his human form, luckily covered by the blanket this time. Jisung glanced over to see Minho's bare chest and shoulders peeking out from under the blanket. It was better than seeing him stark naked but still his cheeks blushed at the sight of Minho's muscular upper body. Minho was a stunning sight to see and Jisung still couldn't really grasp how someone that looked like that was into him.

"I left you some clean clothes on the bed." Jisung said as he continued cooking. Minho quickly slipped on the basketball shorts he was given under the blanket. He emerged from under the covers half dressed and pulled the given t-shirt over his head before walking over to Jisung.

"Will you have work again today?" Minho asked.

"No, I actually have the day off from both of my jobs today. I was thinking maybe we could go somewhere. Anything you really want to do or check out?" Jisung asked as he turned around to meet Minho's face close to him.

"I don't care what we do, as long as I'm with you." Minho said as he reached towards Jisung's face.

Jisung's cheeks burned as he grabbed Minho's hand to stop him. "I told you already Minho, you can't keep acting like this, we should work on becoming friends."

"Friends first and then more right?" Minho asked as he pulled his hand away.

"I- I don't know, let's just take one step at a time..." Jisung said nervously as he went back to cooking their breakfast.

"I haven't really had a 'friend' in a long time. Only lovers and brothers." Minho said nonchalantly as he sat back down on the bed.

"Really? Well I have heard about the brothers but... lovers? You haven't said anything about those..." Jisung asked, feeling a pang of jealousy.

"That's because I haven't had any lovers since I left the organization..." Minho replied.

"Right, the organization that you aren't allowed to tell me about..." Jisung said.

"Well, I feel like I can trust you now so I will tell you a little about it... They call it a 'family' but it's no family. A family cares about each other and cares about each other's happiness. All their leader cares about is making more shifters. Breeding us with no care for our health or what we want out of life. Forcing us to mate with other shifters just to make more to serve him or something, honestly I don't know why he does it but that seems to be all he cares about. And when the higher ups found out about Changbin and Felix... Well, let's just say they weren't too happy about that..." Minho said.

"What about Changbin and Felix?" Jisung asked.

"Well they are lovers, and the organization doesn't take too kindly to two males in love since they can not produce any offspring together. This is also why they didn't like me either... I was caught with another male too..." Minho said.

"Oh... I see, one of the lovers you mentioned..." Jisung said.

"Yeah, the others were female companions I was forced to have... I only ever had one male lover. Sex isn't exactly pleasant for cats..." Minho said awkwardly.

"Why not?" Jisung asked.

"Well... we have barbed penises, meaning there are these spikes that hurt going in and out..." Minho said blushing lightly.

"Oh! I- I didn't know... so you are usually the receiver then?..." Jisung asked not really knowing why he was asking such a personal question.

"Uhh... my partner and I would usually switch but we didn't really do it often since like I said it was not the most pleasant, just when we had those urges... Actually this is why I am excited to one day try sex as a human, it seems... much more pleasurable..." Minho answered.

Jisung gulped, quickly trying to change the subject as he asked nervously "Before you left were you... in love with your partner?"

"No, we were simply together out of convenience, he was the only other cat there that didn't like to participate in the mating rituals so I figured out quickly that he too was into males and thus began our arrangement of companionship but I did not have feelings for him... not like how I feel for you." Minho said as he looked at Jisung's back as he continued cooking.

Jisung could feel his gaze and turned to glance at him briefly before returning his eyes to the stove as he asked nervously "I'm curious, why do you think you love me Minho?..."

"I don't think, I know." Minho said confidently.

This statement sent a shiver down Jisung's spine but still he continued "Okay... Then I guess my question is why do you love me? Or more so what made you fall for me?" He turned the stove off to sit down on the bed beside Minho.

Minho laid back on the bed, looking at the ceiling as he said "Leaving the only family I have ever known and living on the street with my brothers, I have always had to be strong. I couldn't let my emotions get in the way of surviving, but when I met you I felt safe. Felt taken care of and I wasn't used to that..."

Jisung laid back beside Minho, peering at the ceiling as if looking at the same place would reveal Minho's inner thoughts. Minho glanced at Jisung's face beside him and then back to the ceiling, smiling subtly as he continued "It was addicting, coming here almost everyday just to feel your touch, to listen to your heartbeat when I curled up on your chest. You always had the brightest smile on your face when you saw me and I couldn't help but fall in love with it. My heart and my head became filled with you. You seemed like you needed me but I also needed you... but not only do I need you, I also want you. I'm tired of being with people because I have to... I'm ready to be with someone because I want to. Ready to be with someone because it hurts more to be without them."

Tears flowed from Jisung's eyes, down his cheeks and onto the bed under him. He wanted to tell Minho that his words touched him deeper than anything else ever had. That what he said was exactly what he has always wanted to hear. That all he has ever wanted was to be needed, wanted and loved for who he was. That he had never felt so seen. But he couldn't say any of it, all he could do was cry. Sob breathlessly as his eyes stung with tears and his nose ran messily all over his face.

Minho pulled Jisung close and let him cry violently against his chest. Jisung's hands gripped Minho's shirt tightly, desperately trying to ground himself, to feel something in his hands, to remind himself that this was real. That his existence really mattered to someone and he wasn't just dreaming.

Minho kissed the tears on Jisung's cheeks which only made him cry harder. He buried his face into Minho's chest again, letting his warm embrace swallow him whole, crying until he tired himself out, falling asleep in his arms.