BTS ONE SHOTS

SERENDIPITY 2 | P.JM/K.DH

DAHYUN

"My name's Dahyun." I say sleepily, tickling the under of his chin. He licks at my hand, rolling over on my bed. "Do you have a name, Kitten?"

He just licks me again, and I laugh. "I'll find a name for you soon. I just can't think of anything right now."

I watch him with heart eyes as he shakes himself off and pads over to the edge of the bed, stepping gracefully to the nightstand. He then nudges the lamp into darkness with his nose, before hopping back over.

"Time to go to sleep." I yawn, and close my eyes. I feel his tiny little figure burrow into my arms, and hug him to my chest.

And everything fades away.

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There's a light pressure against my waist and shoulder.

It's warm, and it something smells sweet and fresh. It's nice, and that pressure against my body somehow makes me feel safe.

Then my eyes flutter open, and I nearly fly off of my bed.

"What in the world?!" I gasp, so shocked I trip over my own feet and nearly crash myself headfirst on the floor. "W-Who—"

He wakes up, looking shocked as he looks at his own hands. Then he reaches for me, and I instinctively scramble backwards.

"D-Dahyun—"

"How do you know my name?" I whisper out, then my eyes go circular as I look around. "Where's my cat? Did you— what'd you do with him?!"

"Relax, please." He begs, shaking out his ash gray hair. "Dahyun. I am that cat. I know it might be really difficult to und—"

"There's no way." I whisper, more panicked than I'd been before. "Where's my kitten? Tell me now before I call the police."

"Please believe me." He says softly, and then I block my lips when I see his bare arms. No way. Was he—

"Wear this first!" I yelp, pulling out the first clothes I can find and throwing it in his direction. And then I slap both hands over my eyes, facing the wall.

I hear rustling, and squeeze my eyes shut tighter even though I can't even see anything.

"I-I'm done, Dahyun."

"D-Don't call me by my name!" I swallow, and his eyes widen. Now I realize they're slightly teal, dark around the edges. "Now tell me who you are."

"I'm your k-kitten." He stutters, wrapping his arms around himself. "I don't know why I'm this way all of a sudden— it wouldn't work last time, I promise."

He looks close to tears.

"Please. I'm not lying to you."

"Okay." I say, forcing myself to calm down. "You're my kitten? Then where did I find you?"

"In a box!" He answers, voice light. "It was raining, and I remember it being really cold. And then you took me here."

So he is the cat— somehow. But how could this be possible? How can a person be a kitten? They were two completely different species!