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M/N SIGHS IN content and flips his book to the next page, his eyes carefully sweeping over the words describing the adventurous tale involving a lion, a witch, and a wardrobe. It was actually a fascinating book, but the teenager couldn't help but huff in annoyance at the mere mention of the witch at any given time.

'God,' M/N thinks, turning another page, 'she's so annoying!'

M/N was so immersed in his book, he doesn't notice the feline idling by the doorway of his bedroom, his pupils wide and focused on a small spider no bigger than half a penny crawling along his open window. Yoongi's tail stands straight up, and his stomach touched the ground from his crouched position.

"...Steady..."

M/N, hearing that, hums questioningly but doesn't tear his eyes away from the page.

"Steady..."

Yoongi shuffles closer into the room, and only when the cat shouts, "Now," M/N has no time to look up just as he feels the sudden weight of paws on his stomach and see a quick, black flash before the weight was gone.

"Mmph!"

M/N makes a strained sound, and his book falls out of his hands and onto the floor as he jumps, not out of pain but surprise, and he sits up on his bed. Yoongi gracefully lands onto the windowsill, and presses his paw onto the spider crawling against the glass, but it wasn't enough to kill it.

M/N looks over to see Yoongi snap his jaws at the spider, and watches it try to crawl away from the feline only for Yoongi to ultimately catch him between his sharp teeth. M/N visibly cringes at the audible crunch, though quiet it was still heard, and he feels a chill run down his spine.

'Ew...'

"Did it taste good?" M/N asks when he sees Yoongi licking his paws, a telltale sign that he was finished eating, and finally closed his book (not before marking his page with a bookmark; M/N hated dog-earing pages).

"Spiders don't really have a taste," Yoongi licks his lips.

"Then, what do you eat them for?"

"Instinct, I guess?" Yoongi's whiskers twitch. "I don't really know, but it just feels right to eat them."

"Well," M/N mutters, reopening his book, "that's gross."

"Hey," Yoongi lowly meows. "I don't comment on what I think is gross about what you humans eat; 'hotdogs' for example. Why would you want to eat a dog? Let alone a hot one!"

M/N snorts, turning the page in his book.

"They're not really dogs, it's just the name they were given."

"Oh, yeah?" Yoongi prances over and jumps on the bed next to the teenager. "Well, what about 'spotted dick'? I heard you and your friends talking about how it was good. I'm not homophobic, but it sounds kind of gay if you ask me..."

M/N's laugh bubbles over his lips uncontrollably, and he laughs even harder at the cat's visibly-confused expression.

'Oh my god, he's serious.'

"It's," M/N could barely speak because of how much he was laughing, "it's a pudding! Oh my god," the boy wipes away the tear rolling down his face. "My stomach hurts, wait!"

Yoongi grumbles to himself in embarrassment, the tip of his tail sharply flicking back and forth, and M/N was sure that if Yoongi was human he would be blushing. The cat could do nothing but sit there as the teen laughed so hard he wheezed and wait for him to stop.

"Whew," M/N exhales heavily to ease his tight stomach after a minute, and wipes his eyes free of tears again.

"It wasn't that funny," utters the feline.

"Oh, yes it was," M/N chuckles just thinking about it.

Yoongi rolls his hauntingly-blue eyes and growls under his breath, "Shut up..."

"Hey," M/N smiles, gently rubbing the top of Yoongi's head with the side of his index finger, "it's okay that you didn't know. You're so cute."

Yoongi instantly bites M/N's finger (though not too hard), and quietly hisses in response. M/N clicks his tongue as he watches the cat jump off of his bed and scamper out of the room and down the hall.

"You're still cute."