Little Space

bad kitten

The cat wasn't the best idea. Jimin spent all his time with the damn thing, running around and playing with him. Yoongi liked seeing how happy it made him, but he was kind of jealous. Jimin should be cuddling with Yoongi, not Syub. Jimin should be kissing him all over, not Syub.

Whether he was in or out of little space, it was the same thing. The only thing that differed was the pitch of Jimin's happy little squeals.

Sure, the kitten was cute. Sure, it seemed to like Yoongi a lot, following him around in the mornings and sleeping near him. But Yoongi would rather have Jimin.

Jimin and Yoongi went out for dinner one night for the first time in what felt like forever. Yoongi was so happy, feeding Jimin with his own chopsticks and kissing the sauce from his lips. They spent the dinner cuddled close in their booth and laughing, kissing each other every so often.

When they came home, Yoongi turned on the lights to find the entire apartment torn to pieces. The curtains on the windows were clawed, all of their furniture was ripped. Plates and cups were on the floor, some broken. Laying in the middle of the mess was Syub, stomach to the ceiling and meowing at them sweetly.

Yoongi balled his hands into fists and struggled to contain his anger. Jimin rubbed his arm.

"I'm sure he didn't mean to, hyung. He's still a baby." Jimin ran to the kitten, scooping him up in his arms. He carried Syub over to Yoongi and handed him to the elder.

Yoongi hesitated before he took the cat into his own arms.

"How could you stay mad at that little face, hyung?"

Yoongi held the kitten tighter, staring angrily at the cute face that looked up at him with big blue eyes.

"I guess."

Jimin smiled happily and skipped away, leaving Yoongi with the cat.

Yoongi leaned closer to Syub and whispered in his ear. "I wanna kill you. But I won't. You're cute and Jimin loves you. You lucky fucker."

The kitten meowed once he pulled away. He scratched the cat behind the ears and put him back on the floor. Syub immediately padded away to find Jimin.

Yoongi sat on the torn couch, throwing a ripped pillow over his face. Jimin was going to clean this shit, not him. It was his cat.

"Jimin!" he called.

The younger came into the room, a pout on his lips. "Hm?"

"You clean this. It's your cat and I'm not gonna do it."

Jimin didn't answer. Yoongi moved the pillow from his face to look at the younger. Jimin was watching the wall, concentrating on something. Yoongi craned his neck to follow his eyes. There was nothing. He looked back to Jimin and the younger finally turned to him, a bright smile on his face.

"Diminie can't clean!"

Yoongi groaned and threw the pillow at Jimin. "You little shit! Ughh." He covered his face and groaned. "I'm too weak for you," he muttered. Jimin was too smart and knew exactly when it was convenient for him to slip in.

Jimin giggled and ran to the couch, kissing Yoongi's cheek. "Love you, Daddy."

Yoongi threw him off and kissed him quickly. "Go play with that fucker. Daddy will clean."

Jimin nodded and skipped off to find the cat. Yoongi looked at the mess he now had to clean. He rolled off the couch and landed on the floor. He yelled into the carpet and stood up, then got to work on cleaning the house.