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"I'M NOT SURE if I'm comfortable with this or not..." Yoongi awkwardly mumbles, his eyes wide and staring up at the off-white ceiling blankly.

M/N chuckles to himself, and continues talking with his younger cousin as they casually played with the cat's paws on the floor of his uncle's living room. It's been a few weeks since his aunt's visit, and M/N had honestly forgotten about the entire thing.

Yoongi's pet carrier lies idle in the corner by the front door, and M/N knew the cat would much rather be sleeping in it instead of in his lap, but Yoongi (oddly enough) stayed put.

"Hey, M/N?" C/N softly calls, caressing the bottom of Yoongi's paw.

"Hm?" M/N's hums, glancing up at his cousin to see her face twisted in thought.

"Can...you visit me more? It's boring being by myself..."

C/N is a quiet little girl. Too reserved to use any voice other than 'inside', and due to her little brother being only a few months old, she has no one to play with on most days, so the teen often tries to visit her whenever he can to make her feel less lonely. Apparently, M/N's face falls, not often enough.

"I wish I could," M/N begins with a sigh, "but sometimes I'm too busy-"

"Busy?" Yoongi scoffs, though not unkindly. "Busy doing what?"

M/N's head swings down to his lap; he had almost forgotten Yoongi was there, and he kisses his teeth.

"I'll have you know that I'm very busy these days!"

"Hmph," Yoongi rolls his eyes. "Yeah, sure. If you call staring into space and eating chips at three in the morning, 'busy.'"

"...I want a cat, too." The ten-year-old pouts, releasing Yoongi's paw from between her fingers and letting the feline retract it into his chest. "I wish I had someone to talk to..."

"Believe me," M/N chuckles, "you say that now, but you get annoyed after a while."

"Hey!" Yoongi shouts, and weakly kicks M/N in the crook of his elbow because of his position.

M/N pays Yoongi no mind, and nods at his cousin.

"I'll try to visit you more often, okay? I promise."

The girl suddenly places her pinky in M/N's face, and looks up with pleading eyes.

"Pinky promise?"

M/N laughs, looping his pinky with hers. "I promise."

At that moment, M/N hears a small tearing sound followed by a quiet, babyish gurgle, and he looks over the little girl's shoulder. He sees C/N's little brother sitting in front of Yoongi's carrier with one hand tugging on a black patch on the side, and the other lazily hanging from out of his open mouth.

'Goddamn, he's strong.' M/N thinks.

C/N looks behind her and exclaims, "Oh!" The girl clambers to get up, picks up her little brother, and places him on her hip.

"Sorry about that," she apologizes, heeding no attention to the infant chewing on her shoulder harmlessly. His little baby noises made the teen's heart melt, but the line of saliva falling and soaking into C/N's shirt made his nose scrunch.

M/N smiles reassuringly and shakes his head.

"It's fine."

"Hold on," C/N hoists him up higher when he begins to slip down. "I'll go tell mommy, be right back!"

The girl leaves, and M/N turns back to Yoongi who had fallen asleep through all of what just happened. M/N rubs Yoongi's stomach, smiling affectionately when the cat begins to purr and lean his face into his stomach.

A few moments later, C/N's mother rushes into the living room with her baby boy now in her arms. She sees the carrier, her eyes widening at the sight of one-third of the patch hanging off of it, and slightly bends her knees to get a closer look.

"Oh, honey," she straightens her back and turns to M/N with furrowed brows, "I'm so sorry. I should have been watching him more closely-"

"Really, it's fine," M/N waves her off, but it seems that the woman won't take no for an answer.

She rushes out of the room only to come back with her phone in her hands rather than her son.

"I'll just give your mom a quick call, alright?"

"Geez," Yoongi groans, turning in the teen's lap to lie on his side. "You said it's fine, why is she making a big deal out of it?"

M/N shrugs, says, "I don't know," and runs his fingers over the soft fur on Yoongi's back.

"It was free, anyway..." M/N murmurs, watching C/N's mom pace while on the phone with his.

M/N's eyes drift over to the patch on Yoongi's carrier, and he lightly swallows before turning away from the white, capital letters.

'It's fine.'