In where Taehyung, a what seems like a normal boy, slowly realizes what true love is once him and Yoongi make an encounter
But of course, problems become obstacles
"I guess I could take a stroll..." I muttered to myself while looking at the dark yet peaceful night. It's rare to find me walking since I always lock myself in my room. And when I do, I'm either playing video games or sleeping.
Or injuring myself.
I finally slid on my hoodie, ripped jeans, and shoes. Walking out of my mansion that looks clean on the outside. But in the inside, ESPECIALLY in my room, you'd be in for a surprise. I used to have maids though, but they all had the guts to flirt with me.
So I basically fired them all. Now it's me in the mansion and I hope it stays like that.
Whistling my way on the empty streets, I notice something strange sitting on a bench from a distance.
Due to my curiosity, I walk closer and closer towards the what seems like a white object.
But what kind of object? I thought to myself as I silently walk closer towards the white object that suddenly moved its...
Paw?
"This is what you get for trying to escape! You think I'm done huh!? Oh just you wait until I bring you back home!" A old man's voice emitted from the same direction that I was heading to.
And before I knew it, the sounds of whimpering came next. I rush over to the spot, only to reveal what I truly didn't believe was real.
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Oh wait, wrong picture. Now the cat is clearly shaking. It's legs trembling, and it's big white ears are no longer straight up. All happening while looking at a old man, probably in his 60's, hitting the cat with his batton multiple times. Each one more violent than the last.
I quickly pick up the frightened cat from the bench. It's eyes widened in fear as it claws my now bleeding arm.
But who cares? I tightened my embrace as it claws me again and again, it's attack getting weaker every time. And as I did, the old man clicks his tongue.
"Tsk, that cat is useless anyway." And the old man walks away. Slowly going out of sight. All the while I whisper sweet things to the scared cat who stops clawing me.
"Are you okay?" I asked the cat. I look back down on it, analysing it's features.
It has dark brown eyes and dirty white fur.
"I'll take you home. You need someone to take care of you considering how weak you are right now." I whisper. I then stand up and walk back towards my house.
Walking back towards my house, with a terrified cat in my arms.
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No one's POV
The young boy locked himself in his room and layed the cat on the carpet. He thought that the cat would sprint away from him, but no. The cat ran to a corner and curled up in a ball, shaking.
