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THE FEMALE COOES happily at the feline comfortably residing in M/N's arms, her hand outstretching into Yoongi's face. The cat sniffs at the tips of her fingers, his nose twitching at the fresh smell of acetone coming from beneath her nails, and pulls back to let out a small sneeze.

"What the hell," Yoongi mumbles, clearly confused as to who the female was.

"Yoongi," M/N begins, "meet my aunt, A/N."

"Hi, baby," the woman smiles kindly, and M/N can tell just how unsettled by the unfamiliar woman Yoongi was.

The cat never met anyone else other than M/N and his parents, so this sudden change of pace can be a bit unnerving to anyone. Yoongi looks up at M/N with wide eyes, and he opens his mouth to loudly drawl, "Why is she speaking to me like I'm stupid?"

M/N nervously laughs, and quickly looks up at his aunt with an awkward smile.

"Sorry about him; he doesn't really have a filter on what he says sometimes..."

The boy's aunt waves a hand and provides a gentle smile.

"It's alright, I don't mind." Her eyes drift down to the cat, who was still looking up at her with curious eyes, and nods. "He can speak how he wants to."

When Yoongi starts to squirm in his hold, the teen realizes that he was beginning to get extremely uncomfortable in his aunt's presence, and lets him down. He watches the cat scamper away, leaving the pair of humans to themselves.

"So," his aunt sits down on the couch after setting her purse down by the front door, "how have you been, M/N?"

"Good... No offense, A/N," M/N sits down as well, "but why are you here? You rarely visit."

The woman's smile turns tight-lipped and strained, and M/N sees her brow twitch in slight agitation, but her kind persona quickly returns.

"I only wanted to see my nephew! Is that so bad?"

M/N grins, crossing his arms, and chuckles dryly.

"It is when you haven't seen him in years."

A/N purses her lips, her growing annoyance now beginning to seep between the cracks of her sweet facade, and she's barely able to keep the bite from her tone as she asked, "Are your parents here? I need to talk to them about something."

"No," M/N shakes his head. "They're out right now, but I can let them know you stopped by."

The woman nods and makes a move to get up when she pauses, and slowly sits back down with a slowly-forming smile.

"Actually," she begins, "maybe this is a good thing."

"Okay," M/N eyes her cautiously. "Why..?"

"I've actually wanted to sit down and talk with you for a while, but your parents wouldn't let me. That's why I rarely visit."

'My parents don't let her visit?'

M/N repeats his thought outloud, and quickly adds, "Why don't they let you come over?"

"Uh," the woman sighs with a hesitant smile, "that's a story for another time-"

"Now is as good of a time as any," M/N quips, tilting his head to the side challengingly.

She laughs in surprise, her face scrunching in astonishment.

"Wow... You're just like your mom, you know that?"

M/N shrugs. "So I've been told."

His aunt presses her lips into a thin line, and it gets quiet in the living room for a few moments, the only two in the room staring each other down silently. M/N internally curses as he begins to feel his fingers twitch in anxiousness, and wishes Yoongi was still in the room.

As if able to hear M/N's thoughts, Yoongi saunters back into the living room, the small collection of pudge beneath his stomach jiggling from side-to-side, and jumps in his lap. Yoongi still gives the woman a slight side-eye, but doesn't make a sound other than a soft pur when M/N starts petting the back of his head.

The woman stares at the feline in her nephew's lap for a short moment before opening her mouth to say, "I actually came to talk to your mom and dad about," she hesitates, "...putting-"

"What the hell are you doing here?"

M/N, his aunt, and even Yoongi jump in hearing M/N's mother snarl, her face twisted up and red in anger while she stood by the open front door. She throws her purse onto the couch and shrugs her coat off and onto the coatrack after closing the door. M/N's aunt stands, and gives her little sister a look.

"I came to ask you to-"

"No," his mother interruptes, putting up her finger. "I don't care. I want you out of my house, right now."

"Mom," M/N begins. Yoongi meows in protest, kneading at M/N's hand.

"Stay out of it," Yoongi whispers.

"I'm serious," the upset woman continues. "I want you to leave."

"Please," M/N's aunt sighs, "think about what's good for-"

"I don't need you to tell me what's good for us and what's not, alright? We're doing just fine."

"Fine?" A/N breathes incredulously. "Are you kidding me?"

"What's going on, mom?" M/N asks, his eyes darting between the angry woman and the pleading woman with a confused expression playing on his face.

Without taking her eyes off her sister, M/N's mother demandingly hisses, "Go to your room."

"What? But, mom-"

"Now!"

M/N's puffs out in his cheeks, but doesn't argue and heads to his bedroom, Yoongi staying silent in his arms the whole way.

'What the hell was that about?'