Colder Kitten : myg ✔️

Part 50

Yoongi sighed, standing at the register in the quiet bakery. It was early afternoon, almost time to shut down for the day.

"What's up stray?" Jimin asked him, leaning against the counter and tilting his head as he looked into Yoongi's frowning face.

"Nothing just. You know," Yoongi said, sighing.

"Your girlfriend got shot?" Jimin said.

"Yeah," the dark cat replied sadly.

"So...what's wrong besides that?" Jimin asked, his grey ears tilting cutely as they poked through his pink hair. Yoongi reached up and flicked one of them, trying to get the younger cat out of his face. Jimin hissed lowly and backed up a couple steps, glaring at him.

"I think she's depressed. Which is fair - she did get shot. And she can't walk and she can't really do anything she likes to do and her leg hurts like, all the time. There's not really anything I can do for her. All she does is lay around and sleep and...uh," he cut himself off, blushing.

"And what?" Jimin asked, raising an eyebrow. Yoongi looked down, embarrassed.

"She keeps saying she's at the perfect height to give head since she's always sitting. She's been blowing me like...twice a day sometimes. Says she's bored and it's fun," he mumbled, blushing furiously.

Jimin bit his lips, trying to hold it in, but in the end he burst into laughter, slapping the counter with mirth as Yoongi cut a glare at him.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I just...your girlfriend got shot and you're swimming in head and complaining about it and I just...it's really, it's not funny hyung I'm sorry," Jimin said, covering his face as he continued to giggle.

"Shut the fuck up," Yoongi snapped at him, trying to hold back a smile of his own. "No it's just...it's not that she never did it before it's just like...she's not herself. And I get it, something terrible happened and she can't do anything and she's bored but like...I don't know how to help her," he sighed.

"I mean...is it good head though?" Jimin asked, a wicked grin spreading across his face. Yoongi grabbed the nearest thing and chucked it at him, making the grey cat squeal and jump out of the way, cackling.

"Fuck you," Yoongi shouted, storming over to lock the door and turn off the open sign. "Of course it's fucking good," he said then, scowling and making Jimin laugh even harder.

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You lay on the couch, staring at the ceiling. So bored. You just wanted to sleep. You curled onto your side, wincing. You reached for your pills, popping the lid and swallowing one dry. You waited for the numbness to wash over you. You missed Yoongi, but he had to work at the bakery and the bar tonight and you knew he would only be swinging by to change in between. You sighed and closed your eyes.

When you opened them it was to the sound of the door closing behind Yoongi as he hurried into the apartment. You turned onto your back and looked up at him, a smile coming over your face.

"Yoonie," you sang happily.

"Hey baby," he said, leaning down to kiss you. He pressed a quick kiss to your lips and you purposely let a tiny moan out as he drew back, knowing it would make him growl and come back for more - and he did just that, suddenly snatching you up off the couch and carrying you to the bedroom where he tossed you onto the bed.

You giggled as he launched himself onto you, careful not to put any weight on your bad leg but pressing his chest to yours and kissing you hungrily. You inhaled deeply and slid your hands over him, reaching up to slide them over his silky black ears and moaning into his mouth.