Cat Puns // YoonMin

XVII

Jimin wasn't at dance practice the next day, as suspected. He felt another pang in his chest as he remembered Hoseok's words from the day before.

However, when he saw a certain orange haired kid walk in flanked by a shy doe-eyed boy, Yoongi suddenly got an idea. He was going to fix this. He had to. After all, he was the one responsible for this mess. 

"Hoseok, watch my stuff, I need to run some errands," Yoongi yelled at his friend who was on the other side of the room as he grabbed his wallet and ran out, leaving his laptop and a confused Hoseok behind. He returned only a few minutes later, the front pocket of his hoodie now filled with newly bought things. he dumped everything in his laptop bag, it was too big anyways so it fit easily. He was lucky Hoseok was too focused on teaching to even notice Yoongi coming back.

When the lesson finished, the studio gradually started to empty. Hoseok was laughing loudly, praising students left and right. Yoongi scanned around the room until he found a bright orange head of hair. It was hard to miss, really. He watched how Taehyung said goodbye to Jungkook by squeezing him in a tight hug, he could almost hear the poor boy's ribs breaking from where he was standing. When they parted, Jungkook's face started to turn a bright red colour as Taehyung gave the boy a quick peck on the cheek before walking away from him. Yoongi quickly gathered his stuff, threw his heavy laptop bag over his shoulder, pulled up his hood and followed the orange haired kid outside. He held a safe distance whilst following him, he really did not want to get caught. Yoongi couldn't help feeling like a creepy stalker, but he convinced himself that this was the only way to fix things, so he kept going. Thank god it was getting dark.

Taehyung was a fast walker. At one point Yoongi was worried he had lost him, but that fear quickly subsided when he heard the kid's crazy laughter a few meters ahead. God, how could his voice be so deep?

He caught up to him just in time to see the reason for his laughter: Taehyung was chasing a squirrel. Yoongi had never seen an animal more frightened for its life than the squirrel did in that moment. Its eyes were filled with fear, understandably. Yoongi would be terrified too if some crazy person with bright orange locks was chasing him down the street, especially if their voice was as deep as the ocean. And the ocean was deep. Very, very deep.

The poor creature was racing towards a tree, climbing up with turbo speed. Taehyung almost crashed into the tree but managed to stop himself just in time. He continued to laugh and smile his boxy smile as he happily waved the squirrel goodbye and skipped to his dorm. This person is insane, Yoongi decided.

When they finally arrived at their destination, Yoongi made very sure to keep his distance. He had to be careful, if Taehyung spotted him he was screwed. It would all be over and he would've watched the kid chase a squirrel for nothing.

He slowly followed Taehyung, keeping his hoodie up whilst they walked inside the building. Again, he felt like some creepy stalker. He quickly hid behind a plant when he saw his 'target' turning around to press the lift button. When the doors slowly closed behind him, Yoongi sprinted towards the lift and checked what floor it was stopping at. The 3d floor. God damn it.

He ran up the stairs as fast as he could, he had to make sure he caught Taehyung in time so he would know what room was his. This proved to be difficult, considering he had to haul his heavy laptop bag with him and let's be honest, Yoongi was not the most 'fit' person.

It felt as if faith was finally on his side when he opened the stair door just in time to see the familiar orange haired kid walk to his door. When he disappeared into the room Yoongi quickly, but quiety snuck up to the door.

He silently started to take everything he bought that day out of his bag. A sharpie, some sticky notes and a small bag of cookies in the shape of cats.

He hastily wrote down his message on one of the sticky notes and stuck it on the bag. The next part was going to be tricky. Oh well, it was all or nothing.

He placed the bag in front of the door with great care and then knocked on the door. As soon as he did, he ran at the speed of lightning towards the entrance that led to the stairs, his heavy bag painfully dangling against his hip. He had never run so fast in his entire life. 

He sprinted out, almost falling down the stairs in the process, but it had worked. He succeeded. Now all he had to do was wait and hope Jimin would forgive him.

***

"Who is there?" Taehyung yelled out. No response. Jimin looked at him, confused. He was lying in his bed with his soft, fuzzy blanket cozily wrapped around him like a burrito. (The cutest burrito you've ever seen, might I add). His cheeks were swollen, but Taehyung decided not to mention it.

"Should we let them in?" Jimin squeaked, his voice slightly raspy. Taehyung nodded and opened the door, revealing the small bag of cookies. He picked them up curiously and read the note.

"Jimin, I think this is for you..." He grinned.  Jimin looked up at him, puzzled. He wriggled his arms out of the blanket with great struggle and held them out. Taehyung handed him the small bag, careful not to crinkle the note that was stuck to it. 

As Jimin read the note, his eyes grew wide and his ears turned a bright shade of pink.

How do cats end a fight?
They hiss and make up

I miss you, Park Jimin

- SUGA

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A/N:  I HAVE NO IDEA WHATS UP WITH THE SQUIRREL THING LMAO THIS CHAPTER IS SO WEIRD I AM SORRY??

Also, I think I should take a moment to thank you guys for reading this silly silly story, because we hit 1K reads! Yay! I'm so happy! 

and because I'm a great friend I have a question for you guys (it's more like a request), if you stan Monsta X (which you should btw), this nerd, YoongiIM, is writing a Changkyun fanfic, and you should totally check it out if you have time! It's called "Young" and it's great

ok cool that's it, thanks again!!