Somehow she reminded him of a rose. She was so delicate and fragile. Her small ears were always pressed down against her silver hair. Someone once told him that roses took a while to bloom but the end result was always worth it. And Taehyung was det...
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☆ (Y/n)'s Point Of View ☆
It was a silent trip back to our suite at the top of the hotel. Taehyung hadn't said a word the whole time and I as starting to worry if he was mad at me. Although I couldn't think of a reson why he would be mad with me, I'm sure there must be something that I've done without noticing.
"What is it, (Y/n)? You look worried?" Taehyung questioned after he'd set yup the camera on the bedside table so that it was facing us.
"A-are you mad with me?" I asked in a soft voice, standing beside him with my eyes plastered on the floor to avoid all eye contact. Taehyung immediately stopped all movement and instead sat down on the bed to face me.
"Why would I be mad with you, baby?" He asked, confusion laced in every syllable that he spoke. Slowly, I lifted my head to face him and made eye contact with him. Only then I noticed how his brows were furrowed in confusion and the soft pout he was giving me as he waited for me to speak to him.
"I...I don't know...Y-You were shouting at the lady...a-and you swore..." I stammered out. He had never swore infront of me before and from past experinces, I know that humans swear when they are angry. Taehyung's gaze somehow softened after hearing my words, he sighed softly and motioned for me to come closer to him with his hands.
I slowly crept forward, now becoming so close that I stood between his legs. Then he grabbed my hands into his larger ones, massaging the back with the thumb comfortingly. With just a small action like that, My worries seemed to have flew away. He looked up at me once again with a soft smile before saying, "I could never get angry with you, I just get angry with the peope out there who don't see you as a person. But even so, I'm sorry that I worried you. You mean alot to me, you really do and I hope to never worry you again."
His speech couldn't help but put a small smile on my face. I didn't understand what I had done to get such a great owner. He really did care for me and I know now that he would never betray my trust.
Taehyung put his arms around my waist and pulled me forwards, at the same time he leaned backwards onto the bed. In result, I laid there on his chest surrounded by the warmth of the duvet. His scent surrounded me as I dug my head into the crook of his neck with a purr of content. In my few weeks with Taehyung we haven't quite had a moment like this one. A moment where he just held me in his arms in comfortable silence. It was a nice feeling and I hope it would never end.
"(Y/n)." Taehyung called out softly, bringing a hand up to brush through my long silver hair. I hummed in response, to incaced by the warmth that surrounded me. "Tell me more about yourself. I feel like I know you inside out personality wise, yet I know nothing about your past." He admitted, staring up at the ceiling as he spoke. It was true, other than knowing which countries I had been in and which languages I speak, Taehyung knows barely anything about me.
"I'm a cat hybrid." I told him simply. He couldn't help but laugh at my simple but obvious statement, like my silver tail that wrapped around his leg didn't make that obvious enough. "I know that, bub. I want you to tell me something that I don't know." He said with a low chuckle, talking to me in a way that shomehow didn't make me feel pressured.
"I'm a Yuki No Shiruba Cat hybrid...one of the rarest cat hybrid breeds in the world. The name means Silver Snow, after our silver furr." I murmured. Somehow I could sense Taehyung's curiousity which spiked.
"I've heard about the Yuki No Shiruba breed...They almost went extinct in the late 90s untill the HRC (Hybrid research centre) discovered a drug that helped hybrids give birth the multiple offspring. That drug stopped their extinction." Taehyung explained off of memory, making me suprised that he knew so much about my breed let alone hybrids themselves. I nodded at his information, confirming that it was true.
"But that drug wasn't safe. Alot of hybrids died during pregnancy, their body couldn't handle it. And those who did manage to give birth without dying gave birth to children who were deformed." I told him quietly. Taehyung's brows furrowed as he stared down at me. "But from what I know that drug worked? The drug helped many women give birth and stopped many breeds from going instinct?" He questioned. I wanted to chuckle at his statement, only now I realise how gullible my owner was.
"That was a lie. They were embarrassed of the hybrids that were created through that drug." I replied, almost laughing at the irony of how mankind could be so cruel yet I laid here with a human who was just so kind. "But then, if the drug created deformed hybrids...How are you alive? You are definitely not deformed and definetly alive...right?" He asked me with a little chuckle at the end, poking me with his finger to really make sure I was alive and in the proccess brightening up the mood.
"My mother was a strong women...One of the only female hybrids of the Shiruba No Yuki breed to withstand the pregnancy and give birth to multiple hybrids. Some came out deformed...but some...like me...did not." I explained, reminding myself of my mum instantly. My eyes watered slightly, making me burrow my head deeper into Taehyung's neck.
Taehyung seemed to noticed the shift of mood, not daring to say another word for at least another few moments. After all, this was the first time we've had such a deep conversation. "You miss her." Taehyung mumbled, accidentally speaking his mind I presume. I could do nothing else but nod.
"Is...Is she still in Japan?" He asked carefully, trying to not overstep his boundaries. I shrugged, telling him that I did not know. "I was sold to a wealthy buyer in Daegu when I was 13. I have not seen her since." I told him.
"I'm sorry." He said, apologetically making me confused. Why was he sorry? "Maybe after the concert we can try to look for your mother?" He asked me with a hopefull look on his face. "Really?" I asked him.
"I promise." He said confidently, sticking out his pink to me. I couldn't help but look at his pinky then up at him in confusion. Why was he showing me his pinky finger? It was next to my mouth...Did he want me to bite it?
I moved my head forward slightly then bit his pink finger gently, thinking it was just human customs but the look on bewilderment on Taehyung's face when I look back up him told me other wise. Then he said,
"I guess...that works too?"
(A.N ~ I hate college. How was the chapter, did you like? Please vote and comment ♡)
