Smoke Bunny | MinChan

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The small orange cat nestled in the crook of Minho's neck. They were in Chan's car, the younger of the two cooing over the kitten. "Chan, I love him," he pouted, watching him sleep.

"I know, let's go get some cat stuff for him," Chan chuckled, pulling out of the car park and driving to a nearby pet shop. Minho rang his mam and told her everything, the other encouraging him to get the best for their new family member.

"We can get him a cat tree!" He squeaked, dragging Chan along. He adored happy Minho, he'd do anything to keep him that way. Once Minho decided on a lilac multilevel cat tree they headed off to the counter. They had cat food, litter boxes, little costumes, bowls, collars, and bows. Chan had even grabbed a little something for Minho when he was in pet space, a small chewable carrot.

"Let's go to yours?" Minho nodded and scooped the cat from Chan who grabbed the bags.

"Mom! Mom! Look here's Soonie!" Minho giggled, presenting the kitten as he walked into the living room. Chan came in dumping the stuff down and back hugging the other.

"Awh, he's precious," She beamed, walking forward and petting the kitten. Minho nodded with a huge smile, Chan coming up behind him and pecking his neck.

"If I need to I can look after him too," Chan offered, nosing down his neck and rubbing his stomach.

"I can't wait until I can get with someone I like," his mom sighed, watching the happy couple.

"When he comes back we both can sit and have a talk with him," Minho smiled, letting Chan pull him down onto the settee. He sat over his lap facing his mom, Soonie fast asleep in his arms. Chan covered his face in kisses, hugging his waist tightly as they rocked back and forth.

"I love you, you're so cute, my little bunny," Chan mumbled into his shoulder.

"Minho?" Minho's head shot up, pushing himself from Chan and running upstairs with Soonie. "You- What did you do to my son?" Chan looked up with with large eyes.

"It's not- it's not what it looks like," he spluttered, standing up. Minho's dad slowly walked toward him, a daunting look on his face.

"You, go get that fag," He demanded, pointing to his wife. She sighed and headed upstairs, Minho was curled up in the bathroom, hands over his mouth.

"Minho, baby come here," She spoke quietly, crouching down beside him.

"He's gonna hurt him," he sobbed, feeling the kitten brush his foot.

"He won't, Chan's a big boy, he could easily overpower your dad," She reassured, kissing his forehead. "I've told Felix to keep Yeo overnight. I don't think it's safe for him to come home. Do you want him to come get Soonie?"

"No, I need him to do this," he mumbled, picking him up and holding him close.

"Your dad wants you downstairs. I'll be with you, though," She helped Minho off the floor, wiping away his tears and pecking his forehead. "Come on, I'll hold your hand if you'd like."

"Thanks, Mam," He smiled, holding onto her hand as he led him downstairs. Minho trailed behind, Soonie in one hand and his other grasping his mother's.

"Something you need to tell me? Minho." Minho's lips were pursed into a straight line, his eyes red and puffy.

"Uhm, I'm gay, Manshik," Minho mumbled, looking down.

"Feeling cocky, kid? First naming me while telling me you're gay," He tutted walking forward. "And you, why are you even touching him!" He yelled, dragging his wife by her collar and pushing her away.