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❝𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝
𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝
𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬
𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬
𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐲'𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫❞

⌗  ☾︎   ‧₊˚   ︶꒦ ꒷ ♡꒷ ꒦ ︶⋅  ₊˚  ☽︎  ⌗

Glowing.

The cat's eyes were glowing.

Taehyung blinked once again. He was currently questioning the accuracy of his own vision as he watched the elegant creature that was perched up on his desk. It was seemingly accompanying him in his late-night study session.

This cat wasn't normal. It couldn't be.

Infact, it looked almost like... No. It couldn't be.

Taehyung gnawed in his lip in a brief moment of anxiety, before speaking. "You remind me of someone I know and am afraid of,"

While the bewildered brunette boy stared at him, Yoongi in his cat form narrowed it's eyes. How was this boy able to see through him so effortlessly?

This ability that the boy possessed could draw in others. Yet it could simultaneously wound the brunette so badly that he goes insane.

Taehyung watched with a bland stare as the cat sleekly turned around. The white shine on it's jet-black fur moves as it pounces and lands gracefully upon the window sill.

His small body wrings with a small jolt as the creature turns and regards him with those electric-blue eyes again. Every crevice of his body seemed to be invisibly trembling with something; perhaps admiration for the majesty of the critter. Or perhaps, intimidation.

Min Yoongi couldn't help but reciprocate the facination that was directed at him. This human was so... enticing. Endearing. Innocence that could be destroyed was presented to him and he was not sure what to do with such a thing. He'd never met a being who was so gentle to him even in his animal form.

He averted his vision and begins to paw at the window, implying the obvious. It was time for his depart.

He could not closely observe Taehyung's reaction but- he heard it. A sharp, almost agonized inhale. His insides churned and he didn't know why.

The brunette gnawed on his bottom lip in visible vexation. Had Min Yoongi seen it, he wouldn't have been able to comprehend how his leaving could imprint such a void.

The brunette was having an internal battle

"You want to leave me too, huh,"

Little, cruel and bittersweet giggles sound in the back of his mind.

ˡᵉᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ?

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