"Please?" I was on my knees, begging my roommate.

   "We won't have time for an animal, (Y/n). We're going to be too busy with school," Namjoon sighed, adjusting his glasses while he goes through homework and bills.

    "But don't you think a cute little animal would be fun?" I gave a small pout.

    "You aren't going to stop, are you?" He sighed again, setting everything down. Shaking my head, I kept up with my puppy eyes and pout.

    "Fine. Let's go."

* * *

    "Oh my gosh! Don't you think he's so cute!" I stared at a cage carrying a fluffy black cat in adoration.

     "He's going to shed everywhere, and we're going to have to potty train him," Namjoon rolled his eyes.

      "But he's so cute! I want him!" I protested, looking at the male kitten. He looked back at me with wide, curious eyes.

      "What would you even name him?"

     I thought for a while, analyzing the kitten that mewled sweetly and wobbled up, head butting the cage where my hand was. "Well.. he's so sweet! How about Suga?"

     "Sugar? Wouldn't you name a brighter furred kitten that? He looks more like a Coal," Namjoon knelt next to me.

    "Wow. So kittenist. Just because he has black fur doesn't mean his name can't be Suga," I whacked the taller man on the shoulder.

     "Kittenist?" Namjoon arched an eyebrow at me. "That's not even a word."

     "I know. I made it up. You're being racist towards kittens, that's what it means," I stuck my tongue out at him.

     "I see you two have been sitting with this kitten for a while. Would you like him?" A elder man came up, kneeling next to me and Namjoon.

     "Please," I flashed a smile, clasping my hands together in a silent beg.

    "Ah, this little kitten is special. I tell everyone, but after a week or less, he is returned. Quite sad," the elder man grumbled, unlocking the cage door. Before he could even fully open it, the kitten head butt it open and stumbled into my lap.

     "Do they say why?" Namjoon asked as I picked up the male kitten, wrapping him in my arms.

     "Something about evil magic. They think he's cursed," the man tsked.

     "Where is he from?" A asked, looking into the kitten's blue eyes.

     "South Korea," the man gave Namjoon a clipboard with all the information and a packet to fill out.

      "Well, now he's mine, alright?" I looked the kitten straight in the eye with a huge smile. But then, I swear I saw him nod.

* * *

     "Do you think he's acting strange?" Jimin, a friend of ours, noted on how Suga was sitting. The small, black kitten was fidgeting and wouldn't stay still.

     "He's been acting like that for a while. We tried everything," I sighed, patting my lap. Suga looked over at me, getting up and laying down on my stomach.

      "Well, should we head to bed?" Namjoon asked, yawning.

     "You guys go. I'll sleep on the couch," I made myself comfortable, wrapping an arm around Suga so he wasn't disturbed.

     "Goodnight," they said and I nodded.

* * *

     When I woke up, it was because I felt like I was being crushed. Thinking it was Jimin, I let it slide, until I remembered Suga.

    "Ya! Get the fuck off my cat!" I pushed the young boy off of me, standing up and started looking for my kitten.

     "What is that commotion? And why on a weekend?" A whiney Namjoon appeared, rubbing his eyes.

     "Jimin was laying on me and Suga!" I pointed to the groaning man on the floor, who was grumbling profanities.

     "Uh.... that's not Jimin," Namjoon looked at the figure.

     "But-" I looked down. He was right. This man had pure white hair, pale skin and was only in a pair of boxers.

     "Who is it?" I blushed, looking away.

     "Why is (Y/n) screaming my name?" Jimin yawned, dragging his feet as he walked. "Did I do something wrong?"

     "This guy was laying on her-"

    "Oh my gosh! Where is Suga?" I looked at the couch, then at then man. Kneeling next to him, I rolled him onto his stomach. No sign of Suga under him.

    "He probably scared the poor cat off when he went to lay on-"

    "(Y/n)," the man winced, uncovering his face. "Why did you push me off?"

    "How the hell do you know my name?" I jumped away from the man like he burned me.

     "Wait. You can understand me?" The man was equally shocked, horror coming across his face. He sat up, looking at his hands.

     "Of course I can!" I barked.

     "Okay, please hear me out," the man begged, grabbing a blanket clumsily then wrapped himself up. "I'm Suga, okay? Simple enough."

     "You are not my cat, dude. I shouldn't have to explain to you why," I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Now what did you do to my cat?"

     "Wait, wait. Watch!" The man held a hand out to signal us to stop. We all frowned at him.

     In an actual flash, the blanket deflated and a small black kitten with a black and green collar wiggled out. It mewled, putting its front paws on my knees.

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What the fuck is wrong with me?

I'm not sleep deprived... just... weird. I've been reading too much smut. Oh well.

Please don't enjoy this... or I'm not the only one who needs help here.