[DISCONTINUED] Catnip // Kitty Gang X Agust D

아홉 // 파라다이스

9 // Paradise

(** Before text means it's in English)

This part also contains some sexual content sooooo expect that XD

Also a tad bit long hehe

Enjoy!

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The white walk symbol showed up and I basically dragged Kitty to the halfway point where there were taxi payphones and rental car bus stops.

I went over to a payphone and turned to Kitty. "Got any change?"

He rolled his eyes and started digging in his duffel bag pocket. First he found a lollipop, stuck it in his mouth, then started rummaging around again for change. He handed me about $2.50 in the change we converted from won at the airport in Incheon.

A few minutes later a taxi pulled up in front of us. I handed him the fare then got in the back with Kitty. "Where to?" I asked him. The driver looked at us expectantly but patiently.

"Ummm... I think it's called Hilton? Waikiki."

"**Hilton hotel in Waikiki." I told the driver, and he started the car.

Kitty's face was practically pressed against the window as we drove there. Even I couldn't help but stare outside. It was beautiful, a little like Jeju. Sometimes it felt like there were more buildings than trees, though. The sky was blue with a few clouds. Very pretty.

He let us out somewhere near the entrance and we walked inside. It was an open hotel, not one big building like someone would expect. The architecture was beautiful, but it looked expensive.

"Exactly how much did you spend here?"

He rubbed his arm. "It's $200 dollars a night..."

I had the urge to punch him then and there. "You're insane."

"You keep saying that you know."

"Because it's true."

At our room he threw off his hoodie and bag and flopped onto the bed. At that point, I wasn't even surprised there was only one. At least it cut costs, and at least it was fairly big.

I put my bag down. "It looks nice." I muttered, trying to be polite even though room service wasn't there.

I opened the sliding door and stepped out onto the balcony. We were facing another hotel, Hale Koa, and I could see the ocean. Below was something like a courtyard, green grass and buzzing with people. There was a small bar, too.

I felt Kitty's arms around my waist and I flinched. "Isn't this nice?" He whispered into my ear, then peppered kisses down my neck.

"Stop." I growled, but what was the use?

"Just you and me... Both criminals, both hiding from the authorities, both so lonely." He tugged at the collar of my shirt at the last words.

"If I'm lonely, I choose to be lonely." I muttered, the wind blowing my bangs into my face. I brushed them away, then he grabbed my hands and put them on his waist. It was uncomfortable. I pulled my arms back and used them to lean on the railing.

He groaned against my nape. "What do I have to do to just get you to fuck me??" He stepped back. "UGH."

I looked down at the beach. "If you're that horny why not just go down to the beach and pick you out some hotty?"

"Because none of them are you!" He whined.

"What's so special about me?" I asked, turning around, then wished I hadn't.

He wrapped his arms around my neck again, pressing his hips hard against mine. "You're the only one who can turn me on with an eye roll." My heart was already palpitating and blush spread on my cheeks. "See? You know you want to~"

I felt him start to rub his hips against mine in such a way that I couldn't help but get hard. I was about to be seduced by a slut.  I felt his lips against mine and knew I was totally going weak. My legs, my mind... weak. I had to stop him.

I shoved him off me, breathing hard. He knew what he was doing. "I... am going to fucking murder you some day."

He giggled. "And I am going to take a shower." He started to walk away and waved. "Thanks for the little fun~"

Once he shut the sliding door I turned back around and slammed my hand against the railing. "Dammit!"

I can't believe you let him do that!

I covered my face, seething. "Fucking Christ, that kid."

Once this is over I'll crush him with my bare hands.

I opened the door and walked inside, hearing the rush of the shower water. And the sound of him pleasuring himself with my name. I laid down on the bed, exhausted and still red.

The 19 hour jet lag was catching up to me. It was a day before Korea, and three PM. Whereas in Korea it would be ten AM, and the next day.

Another reason to be mad at Kitty Gang.

I got up though and went for the black suitcase. I opened it up and got my gun out from one of the cases. It felt lighter because it was empty. I grabbed a small box which was full of ammunition and filled my gun with it.

I studied it, as if it were new, then put it on my belt.

I could kill him right now and he would be defenseless.

But I couldn't seem to bring myself to shoot him. Yet.  Strangely, he intrigued me. I wanted to know more about him.

Then I can kill him.

I mentally nodded to myself and started to go back to the balcony when the bathroom door opened. I glanced behind me. Kitty was wearing a white Gucci shirt and leather pants (again). He kneeled down by the suitcase and started doing the same thing I did with a pink handgun and rifle.

"You're right." His annoying voice said, approaching me at the balcony. "We should go to the beach."

"You go to the beach."

He leaned on the railing, beside me, looking at me. "It'll be fun~"

I looked down at the people. "I don't like your idea of fun."

He stepped closer. "I promise I won't kill anyone."

"Nope."

He hummed, trying to find a way to get me down there. "We can go to the bar."

"That's not a great idea either." I muttered, not sure if he heard.

"Why are you such a killjoy?" He growled.

I shrugged. "You wanted to hide out, I'm hiding out."

He grabbed my hands and dragged me inside the room. "But no one knows we're here yet!"

"I've never wanted to go to jail so much in my life."

"Pleeeease?" He wrapped his arms around my neck again. "If you don't I won't stop nagging."

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. "I hate you so much."

He let go. "Yay!" I opened my eyes. "Now get changed, I think I stuffed some swimming trunks in your bag." He grabbed his and ran to the restroom.

He what?

I opened my bag and, right on top, were my swim trunks. I didn't know if that was thoughtful or just downright annoying.

Before he could step out I put them on and put on a white shirt. I finished putting on my shirt when he stepped out. He wore the same thing except for pink and black swim trunks and sunglasses. I could see that he was definitely the one from the gas station.

"Ready to go?" He asked, hands on my hips.

I pushed him off. "Sure."

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GOD HELP MY SOUL!!!