[DISCONTINUED] Catnip // Kitty Gang X Agust D

스물//20//파리

Paris

I heard a rumbling noise, indicating we just landed. I slowly opened my dry eyes and noticed my head against Kitty's shoulder.

Huh? I wasn't like this when I fell asleep!

I sat up quickly and rubbed my eyes, the smell of airplane flooding down my dry throat. I elbowed Kitty in the ribs and he sat up in alarm.

The plane was slowing down. I looked out Kitty's window and saw a purplish orange sky, still dark.

I looked at the screen on the back of the seat in front of me. It was five AM, roughly an hour before sunrise in Paris.

"Are we there?" Kitty asked, voice hoarse.

I glanced at him. "No shit." I murmured as the plane came to a stop.

After we got our luggage from the baggage claim and took a bus to a cheap (if that's possible in Paris) hotel. When we got out, Kitty took a deep breath.

"It smells like food." He sighed, spinning around on the sidewalk.

"I could really use some of that." I muttered, rubbing my eyes again.

We started walking down the sidewalk to the hotel. "Mm, I would love to explore this place inside an out." He giggled. "But I'm so tiiiired."

"You can sleep when we get to the hotel."

"Meh." He looked around at the people walking past. "I wonder if blood tastes different in different countries."

I glanced at him. "Yeah, right." I scoffed.

"It's a real question worth testing."

I ignored that. "Why would you drink blood in the first place?"

He scoffed. "I'm not a vampire." He rolled his eyes. "Sometimes it just happens to get in your mouth."

"You're weird." I said, and he huffed.

-

Once we got to our room, Jimin pressed his face against the balcony's sliding door. I just set our bags to the side, kicked off my shoes, and collapsed onto the bed. Yes, one bed, again.

Jimin giggled and laid down next to me, one leg over my stomach. "Are we going to cuddle again?"

I pulled on the strings of my hoodie, making the hood tighten and cover my eyes. "Fuck off, Kitty. Go murder someone or something."

Despite my best efforts, he stayed, wrapping my arm around him. I didn't even want to deal with his shit. I just wanted to sleep. That plane ride was hell, and the bed felt so nice. I fell asleep almost instantly.

I slept on and off, waking up three times. The first time I barely noticed, but I remembered the blankets being tugged from underneath me.

The second time, Kitty and I were cuddling under the covers, me spooning him. I scoffed and turned the other way.

The third time, Kitty was sitting on my waist, straddling me, poking at my face. I waved his hand away but he continued.

"Ugh what do you want?" I mumbled, licking my dry lips.

"It's almost sundown, hyung."

Ugh, now he's calling me hyung.

I opened an eye and looked at him. "So?"

He leaned forward and I got a good whiff of his cheap cologne. "We're going to explore, silly~"

"Fuck you." I pulled the covers over my face. "Let me fucking sleep."