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D O S

—It's so sad!—Taehyung cried again, his thick tears running down his fluted cheeks to his chin and from there falling straight into my head.

I stirred, trying to run away from his embrace and those salty drops that fell on me, but he squeezed me harder and kept crying.

That device he called a television showed a human and a human crying almost as much as Taehyung. I watched without understanding what was happening while a dramatic melody played in the background.

—Because, why?!

By the time the scene was finally over and Taehyung stopped crying, my head was wetter than if I had spent it outside in the open on a rainy day.

I got rid of my foolish human's grip and walked to my water bowl.

—Kitten, tomorrow we will go to the vet and I think I will buy you a necklace—he smiled sweetly at me as if just seconds before she had not been crying.

He hated vets, they were other horrible humans in white clothes and strange smell. They reviewed me completely and touched me as if it was their right, there was only one thing I hated more than the flea and Seokjin dogs and that was the vets.

I turned my back on him and just walked away while thinking about the other word he had mentioned and that I had never heard in my life.

Necklace?

Was that a new salmon meal? Because if it was so then I would definitely "necklace" like it. I was even savoring it already.

—So here is the patient—The vet smiled very close to my furry face and ran his hand over my head.

—Hello, Yoongi—Taehyung greeted him.

—Hi, Tae, how about the job?

—Out of disgust, the company wants to broaden its horizons and they are thinking of opening a branch in America and they want me to learn English.

—Your? Speaking English?—The human vet who was also a friend of Taehyung took me in his arms and led me to the metal table covered with a thin blanket.

—I want to put a collar on kitten.

Put? That is to say that I should put it on before eating it?

—Okay, have you thought of a name yet?

Taehyung twisted his mouth in a gesture and threw his head back as if thinking of something. The human veterinarian checked my ears, legs, mouth and eyes, in short my whole body. I was trying to get away but the damned was stronger than me.

Taehyung twisted his mouth and threw his head back as if he was thinking of something. The human vet checked my ears, paws, mouth and eyes, in short my whole body. I was trying to escape but the damn was stronger than me.

—Cookie

—Than?

—It's biscuit in English, I've been taking an online course— Taehyung smiled proudly.

The vet frowned and turned to see me stroking my back that arched against my parchment, enjoying the caress. I hated that my feline instincts betrayed me, the only one I let touch is Taehyung, the foolish human. But I have to admit that Vet Yoongi knew very well how and where to play.

—I don't know, Tae—he denied—I don't think with him personality.

—Why? If it's as sweet and cute as a cookie.

That I what?

—As you like—Yoongi shrugged—I will ask Hoseok to prepare a necklace with your data and the name of this friend—he patted me—How about? Your unholy owner finally gave you a name, although here among us, that name does not fit you—exclaimed the last in a very low murmur.

I didn't even understand what those humans were talking about I just wanted my salmon necklace.

—Listen to my name!—Another human entered the horrible pale-colored room.

He was another friend of Taehyung's, that if I liked him a little, he smiled a lot and gave me snacks in secret from the vet and Taehyung. I think his name is Hoseok but my human calls him "Hobi".

—But look who's here!—He walked in my direction, opening his arms wide and pushing Taehyung away.

He held me and hugged me so tight I thought he would gouge out my eyes.

—Don Gato, you came

—Tae gave it a name at last

—Seriously ?! What is it, what is it? 

—Cookie

Hoseok turned to Yoongi looking for answers but the vet shrugged.

—Well, congratulations on finally having a name—Hoseok squeezed me again.

Yoongi filled out a sheet while Hoseok handed me into Taehyung's arms.

—That's it for now, your necklace will be ready tomorrow—said the vet.

Until tomorrow can I eat my necklace?

She would have to wait patiently.

Taehyung said goodbye and we both left that horrible place where the dogs full of fleas barked and with ridiculous plastic cones around their necks, they walked home.