I got home from dinner with my family and I was exhausted. I was practically dragging myself into my house with Yoongi behind me. I flopped down on the couch with a groan as I buried myself into the cushions before rolling over and reaching towards Yoongi with a pout.
"Kitty..." I whined causing him to roll his eyes with a smile on his face as he kicked off is shoes and crawled over to me on the couch and wrapped his arms around me as I snuggled into his chest.
"How are you always so warm?" I asked. He chuckled.
"I'm just naturally hot." he said and I could hear him smirking, causing me to roll my eyes under my shut eyelids.
"Don't make me push you off this couch." I warned him sleepily.
"Okay, okay. How about we get you to bed? Those jeans probably aren't that comfy to sleep in and I don't want to wake up in pain after sleeping on the couch again." he replied as he shifted under me. I let out a groan.
"Fine..." I trailed as I sat up and rolled myself off of the couch. Yoongi got up behind me and we headed of to my (our) room to sleep.
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I woke up the next morning feeling a weight on my chest...today was the day of the funeral. I walked over to my closet like a zombie as I picked out a solid black dress. I was in the middle of fixing my hair when I felt a pair of arms wrap around behind me and a chin rest lightly on my shoulder. I leaned my head against his tiredly.
"I'm not ready." I whispered quietly.
"That's okay, you don't have to be." he replied softly before placing a light kiss on the name of my neck and letting me go and moving away.
"I'm going to go change. I'll come back and check on you in a bit...will you be alright?" he asked. I nodded.
"Yeah...I'll be okay." I sighed. "Thanks." I added with a small smile. He nodded, accepting my reply before leaving the room. I looked back at the mirror in front of me to see the eyes of myself looking back at me. I could barely recognize myself under the make up that was on my face. It was dark, but beautiful. I hadn't worn make up in awhile so it was weird to have it on again, but I felt like I need a mask to help get through today.
"You look nice. Are you ready to meet up with the rest of your family?" asked Yoongi as he walked back in the room about ten minutes later. His hair was fixed, he was wearing a pair of black dress pants and a black dress shirt that complimented my dress. I nodded in reply as I stood up as followed him out of the room. I felt numb throughout the rest of the day. It was as if I was just going through the motions as the funeral was held followed by a small reception as our family was small, and most of the people who came were co-workers or friends of my mother, not really anyone I knew well. Mi-Lin brought Jungkook and Jimin. They were all handsomely dressed in black. Namjoon came to show his support as well as Ju-min came with Jin. It was nice that everyone was showing their support but I couldn't help but just wanting this to be over. I was beginning to hate the overwhelming feeling of sympathy I was receiving. Yoongi must have notice my loss of thought as I felt him wrap an arm around my waist as he pulled me closer to his side. I blinked as I snapped back to reality and looked up at him.
"We can leave if you want, you look exhausted." He whispered. "Mi-Lin already told me that clean up and everything is already taken care of. So if you want I can bring you back home...". He trailed. I nodded.
"Yeah...yeah I think going home now might be good." I murmured as I looked at the dwindling number of people left in the reception room, including my family. Yoongi and I walked over to my father, Ju-hyun, Anna, and Jeon-hyun.
"I am going to take (y/n) home for the evening." Ju-hyun took a look at me before looking back and Yoongi and nodding.
"Don't worry, (y/n) we'll take care of things from here. Go home and rest." encouraged my father. I nodded tiredly as I leaned slightly against Yoongi who's arm was still wrapped around my waist. I said goodbye to my family and the few remaining guests before leaving to go home with Yoongi. As soon as we got home I dragged myself over to my bed, I didn't even bother changing other than kicking off my shoes and taking off my jacket. Yoongi walked in and over to the closet. I was already half asleep when I felt myself getting propped up.
"You shouldn't sleep in your dress." murmured Yoongi. I looked at him with hooded eyes before nodding and sitting up on my own.
"Can you unzip me?" I asked turning my back towards him, keeping my eyes closed. I felt his hands ghost over the bare skin on my back as he unzipped my dress. I quickly shrugged out of the dress to where I was now only clad in my black bra and underwear. I rolled out of the bed lazily as I tossed my dress over one of the chairs in the room. I grabbed an oversized hoodie that was in the closet before crawling back towards the bed. Yoongi had disappeared out of the room before reappearing wearing nothing put a pair of black sweatpants, his hair was not slightly messed up as it looked like he must have ran his fingers through it a few times. I didn't notice how tired he also looked until now. He looked as exhausted as I felt. I looked at him for a moment as he stood in the doorway before I got off of the bed again and walked over towards him. He looked down at me as he cocked an eyebrow in curiosity of what I was doing. I didn't say anything as I just wrapped my arms around him as I pulled him into a tight hug, my face buried into his shoulder.
"I'm sorry I didn't notice earlier. Thank you for taking care of me." I said softly into his shoulder. His arms wrapped around me as I felt his face nuzzle into the crook of my neck.
"It's my pleasure." he whispered in reply against my neck. I felt his warm breath against my skin before he left a light kiss and loosened his grip as he moved back to look me in the face.
"We should rest. I can feel how tired you are." he warned as he led us towards the bed.
"Is that a cat thing?" I asked with a yawn causing him to chuckle.
"More like just a Yoongi thing." he replied with a half smile. The moment we were both in the bed I felt Yoongi's arms wrap around me and a sense of sleep and clam wash over me.
"Now your sleepy hormone is definitely a cat thing." I murmured sleepily.
"Hmm, yes, but it is very helpful, is it not?" he mused as I nuzzled into him.
"Mmmhmm." I hummed not really coherent anymore as I was so tired. I felt a pair of lips press softly on my forehead.
"Goodnight." I heard softly before I faded off to sleep.
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Kitty Comfort
Fanfiction(y/n) is convinced by her friend to go get pets together, only they weren't just getting pets but hybrids. (y/n) finds out that going from living alone to living with a selective hybrid is something that she had never expected that she go through...
