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"IS THERE ANY reason as to why I haven't been pet yet?"

"I'm kind of busy, Yoongi."

"I'm more important, human."

"Come on, I need to focus."

"Focus on me."

M/N sighs, turning away from his desk to glare at the feline relaxing on his cushion by his bedroom window, and opens his mouth.

"I'll pet you later; I'm doing homework."

The black cat looks to roll his blue eyes as he flips onto his back and stretch out his legs, letting out a yawn before muttering, "Excuses, excuses."

The setting sun spilled into M/N's bedroom, encasing the room in a warm glow.

M/N shakes his head and turns back to his calculus textbook, the tip of his rollerball pen creating tiny dots of ink as the boy unconsciously taps it against the paper while he reads the math question.

'How the hell do I find out how high this cat jumped based on how loud she meows? This doesn't make any sense!'

M/N roughly tousles his hair, releasing a groan in frustration, and blinks.

'Calculus is so hard...'

"What I don't understand," Yoongi suddenly jumps on the teenager's computer desk, his tail lazily swishing back and forth after he sat back on his haunches in front of the textbook, "is the fact that you humans have to attend school for twelve years of your life only to spend four to six more years in another. What's the deal with that?"

"Beats me," M/N chuckles dryly. "I'm still trying to figure that out."

Yoongi hums, and inclines his head to clean the bottom of his paw. M/N looks up from the book to stare at his cat and Yoongi, feeling M/N's eyes on him, glances up.

"What?" The feline's ear flicks back.

"You wouldn't know anything about the volume of an egg, would you?"

Yoongi snorts, his tail lightly thumping against the desk as he turns his head away from M/N to look into the hallway through his bedroom door.

"No, sorry."

M/N groans, tossing his head to rest on the back of his chair. Yoongi turns back to watch M/N with a tilted head and impassive eyes, and leans forward to crouch on the desk.

"You know," the cat starts, "there's better things to be doing other than stressing yourself out over that stuff."

"Oh, yeah?" M/N asks sarcastically, propping his temple against his fist. "And what would those things be?"

Yoongi stands up, walks up to M/N, and lightly nudges the top of his head under the teenager's chin.

"Like give me affection," Yoongi purrs.

M/N giggles, reeling back at the ticklish feeling on his face, and brings his hand up to stroke Yoongi's back.

"Okay, okay! You win."

Yoongi plops onto his side, and closes his eyes as M/N continued to pet him, his paws kneading at nothing in particular. The boy, now completely forgetting about his homework, places all of his focus on petting Yoongi's favorite spots, and smiles down at the purring feline.

After a short moment, M/N decides to mess with Yoongi a little, and softly pokes Yoongi's stomach, stifling his laughter when the cat's head flies up.

"What are you doing?" Yoongi asks, his eyes narrowing in suspicion and the end of his tail flicking on and off the surface of the desk.

M/N smirks evilly.

"I'm not doing anything..."

"No," Yoongi growsl. "You have that look."

M/N's face turns into fake innocence, and his eyes widen.

"What look?"

"That look. The one where you try to pull some shit."

M/N sucks a sharp breath of air through his teeth and glares down at Yoongi, not before lightly tapping the cat's forehead.

"Watch you're language, sir," M/N quickly chastises.

Yoongi mildly swipes at M/N's hand on reflex, but he stops himself from scratching him, and utters, "Sorry... I keep forgetting you're still a kid."

M/N huffs, rolling his eyes, and scratches Yoongi's ears.

"I'm not a kid," he pouts.

"Sure," Yoongi leans into his hand, "keep telling yourself that."

"I am not! I'm fifteen!"

M/N stops scratching, and Yoongi's eyes open. The two stare at each other silently, willing the other to admit their wrong, and it remains that way for a good two minutes. Finally, Yoongi deeply exhales through his nose and turns away with a roll of his eyes.

"Fine, you're not a kid."

"Thank you," M/N nods, satisfied.

"Can you pet me now?" Yoongi asks.

"Hm," M/N places a finger on his chin in thought. "I don't know... Do you deserve it?"

"You'll deserve the hairball I give your pillow later."

M/N gives Yoongi a blank look, Yoongi looking up at him with half-closed eyes, and his ears flick back in challenge.

"...Just for that, you're getting dry food for dinner."

"Wait, I'm sorry!"

"Nope, too late."

"I said I was sorry!"