[DISCONTINUED] Catnip // Kitty Gang X Agust D

스물하나//21//프랑스어

French

Get ready for terrible frencheu

French club only helps so much y'know?

Also, istg I puked when writing this you guys will puke too ughhh

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I opened my eyes with a gasp. Kitty was staring down at me exactly like a cat that woke you up in the morning.

He smiled and I made a face. "Get off me before I suplex your tiny ass across the room."

He frowned but got off. "My ass isn't tiny, I'm thicque." He muttered to himself.

I stretched and then looked out the sliding door to the balcony. It was just after sunrise. I couldn't believe I slept that well.

I mean, other than that wet dream. What is wrong with me?

I got off the bed and rubbed my nape. Jimin walked out of the bathroom, holding a cup up to his lips. When he set it down I realized it was tea.

He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and said, "I made you coffee." He nodded at the table, which had a steaming cup of coffee right on top of it.

I stepped away from him and grabbed the cup. "Thanks." I mumbled before taking a sip.

He grinned. "Huh? What was that?" I rolled my eyes. "Say it. Say it again, Agust."

I lowered the cup. "I can give you burns any second now."

He just grinned more and drank some more of his tea. "So what are we going to do today?"

"Stay inside." He frowned and I narrowed my eyes, setting my cup down. "I mean it. We can't risk it anymore."

"Ughh." He sat on the table, right in front of me. "You're so—"

"Boring, I know." He glared. "I'm just being careful." I looked at my coffee. "We both know jail's not fun." After a couple seconds I cleared my throat and looked him in the eye. "Understand?"

He looked down. "Yes." He paused. "How long do we have to do this?"

"Do what?"

He frowned. "Hide."

I raised an eyebrow. "Until everything cools down."

"But it won't. At least not for you."

I half rolled my eyes and looked away. "It doesn't matter. Let's just focus on right now."

He folded his arms over his stomach. "Well right now I'm hungry."

I narrowed my eyes and he smirked. "Fine. We can go to get you something to eat, and then we're coming straight back."

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Instead of doing just that, Kitty dragged me over to the hotel's bar. I really couldn't do anything to stop him.

What? No! I didn't think it would be fun to see him get drunk. I didn't think it was too boring just to go back to the room!

To my surprise Kitty kept his alcohol intake low while talking to one of the baristas. "Bonjour, mon cher." Kitty said in perfect French.

Bitch wot ze fuq?

The barista probably hadn't guessed he could speak French because, I mean duh. We look as Korean as can be. "Bonjour monsieur. Tu parles bien le français." She replied cheerily.

(Hahahaha I'm crying)

I just sat there, staring and sipping my overpriced alcohol. "Merci." Kitty replied.