Why Am I A Cat?! (Jumin X Zen)

chapter 1

Another friendship, another argument.

Of course theses arguments were useless. The sliver hair always complaining about the Raven hair's cat and how to not get close to him as possible due to the raven smelling like cat nip and having bits of cat hair here and there.
    Of course, the raven known as Jumin Han did stand next to the silver hair, Zen, the famous, well-known actor, singer and dancer. And Zen did not like it whatsoever, as he sneezed for the 10th time in a row. Puffy eyes and a runny nose, Zen did not enjoy every moment with Jumin.
"Jumin, stop being so close you gay shit, flirt with Luciel or something." Zen said, rubbing his nose and his eyes.
"No way I'm flirting with that cat abuser, he may be a hacker and such but I'm not going to be near him knowing he hurt my precious Elizabeth 3rd." Jumin remarked.
"WELL WHY ARE YOU NEAR ME?!" Zen exclaimed walking around his apartment. The RFA were at Zen's house but left due to work and errands, leaving the two of them behind. Zen really wanted to leave but then again....it was HIS HOUSE. Continually sneezing, Jumin got worried. Maybe it wasn't okay to be around the silver haired, "Hey are you alright?" Jumin asked extremely concerned. "DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M OKAY?!"
        Sneezing once again, Zen ran to his room, looking into his drawer for some clothes, when he can out he threw the clothes to Jumin. "Put those on, your smell is just...... Horrible."
      And with a small sigh, Jumin trudged to the bathroom, "I'm going to take a shower if that's okay with you." He muttered.
  "Whatever gets that smell away from me that's fine!! "
   With a quick eye roll, Jumin proceeded into the bathroom and took a shower.
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       When Jumin finished his shower with fresh new clothes, He wasn't so happy. The trace of cat nip that had been smelt on the raven and cat hair that had found their way to Jumin's hair was gone. The clothes, despite Jumin being older than Zen, did not fit very well as they were slightly baggy. Walking out of the bathroom, Jumin went to the living room to find the sliver hair sleeping with a cluster of tissues, his breathing heavy. Jumin sighed, taking off his shirt. The raven haired laid it down near Zen's face. The smell of cherry blossoms and such made Zen smile, considering that was his shirt and his choice of detergent. Exhaling, Jumin went to Zen's room, there was no way he would sleep on the floor! Jumin, being the classy and rich bitch type, found his way to Zen's room.
        And laying on the comfortable bed, Jumin closed his eyes and fell asleep, but not noticing the bright, shining light coming from the living room.