A week had passed since Minho was discharged from the hospital. He was recovering quickly, well on his way to becoming strong and healthy again.

Jisung had left Chan's home after the third night, going to find a home of his own, since he was in need of one anyways. No one had heard from Jisung since the day he left. The latter wasn't answering any messages or calls, and since no one knew where his new home was, they had no way of finding him.

In Jisung's bedroom back at the Lee residence, all his things laid messily inside of 5 cardboard boxes - whom Minho angrily had packed in his blind rage, wanting nothing to do with the younger any longer.

Felix sat beside Minho in the latter's room, doing his best at making everything seem as normal as possible. He was angry with Minho for throwing out Jisung and for throwing away the beautiful relationship and child they would come to share, but Minho was his brother so he decided to look past it for his family's sake.

Minho laid in his bed, petting his new kitten. His parents had surprised him with a kitten when he was discharged from the hospital. Minho never told anyone, but since his miscarriage happened, he had felt a strong maternal instinct, so his family decided that giving him the responsibility of a kitten would be enough to satisfy his instincts.

"Chan and Jeongin are coming over later, wanna hang out with us? You and Soonie, of course." Felix laughed.

Minho smiled and nodded.

"Isn't she the cutest. Look at her little paws." Minho played with Soonie's paws as the kitten slept deeply on his pillow.

"We should get her kitten costumes! She would look so adorable." Minho laughed happily.

Felix smiled, happy that his brother felt at peace finally. It had been a rough weeks with a lot of sleepless nights, mood-swings and arguments.

Their parents were mainly concerned about how they left a boy under their care all alone suddenly, when the latter had no source of income or a home, and all his belongings were still in their home.

The sound of their father walking up and down the stairs repeatedly caught Minho and Felix's attention. They looked out their door, seeing their father carrying Jisung's belongings out of the house.

Minho sat down by the window, cradling his kitten in his arms as he watched his father load their car with Jisung's belongings.

It stung in his heart, but he didn't know why. Jisung was officially not a part of his life anymore.

"Come on dear, Minho is upstairs, he doesn't know you're here. We just wanna have a talk with you."

Minho and Felix looked at each other, wondering who their mother was talking to.

Felix quickly ran out of Minho's room and down the stairs. Minho was quick to follow put, still holding his kitten tightly in his arms.

"Where do you live now? Did you get a job already?" Mrs. Lee asked the person.

"I got the job I interviewed for last week. A-And I moved into an apartment about 20 minutes away from here."

"That's great sweetie. I hope you're doing alright."

"I-I'm doing well, everything is going perfectly fine."

The second Felix laid eyes on Jisung he could tell that was a lie. The latter had lost a lot of weight. A lot of weight. Jisung's cheeks whom once had been so full and round were now empty, with his cheekbones standing out. His skin was oily and pale, with an unnatural green undertone. His clothes were the same ones he wore when he left Chan's home a week ago, but they were dirtier.

"What the fuck is he doing here?" Minho growled, holding his kitten tighter as if protecting it from Jisung.

"Minho-"

"NO, I WANT HIM OUT! YOU HEAR ME? GET OUT!" Minho continued to yell.

The kitten in his arms was starting to claw at his clothes, wanting to get away from the shouting. Felix took it out of Minho's arm, cooing softly for it to calm down.

"MINHO, CALM DOWN!"

"NO I WANT HIM O- I WANT YOU OUT! LEAVE! I HATE YOU SO MUCH, GET OUT!"

Mrs. Lee grabbed Jisung's shoulder, hurrying outside with the poor boy in her arms. Minho softly started sobbing to himself, once again feeling terrible. He hated Jisung. He really did. So why did it hurt so much? Why did it hurt to see him looking so terrible? Why did it hurt to yell at him? Why did it hurt to see Jisung's face when he yelled that he hated him?

"Here. I think Soonie needs a hug." Felix handed Minho his child, watching the animal meow softly at Minho, touching her owner's chest with her paw.

"I hate him." Minho whined, hugging the animal softly.

Felix rubbed Minho's back, shushing him softly.

"I don't think you do, Minho. I think you still love him. I think you're just scared." Felix whispered.

Minho shook his head, standing up straight suddenly.

"I hate him so much."

Minho quickly ran away to his room, closing the door. He put Soonie down, making the kitten meow softly up at him.

"Is it cold in here? Or is it just me?" Minho asked his baby, petting her head.

Soonie meowed again, tilting her head to the side curiously.

"Guess it's just me." Minho chuckled, going over to his wardrobe to grab a warmer sweater.

Minho grabbed a soft blue sweater from his wardrobe - the one he used the first time he met Jisung.

Minho smiled sadly, looking at it. He shook the thoughts away, unfolding it so he could put it on.  A soft thud caught Minho's attention. The latter looked down, spotting a blue beanie on the floor. Jisung's beanie. The beanie he hid away in his special sweater, hoping Jisung would forget so he could keep it.

Minho picked it up, feeling the soft but rough fabric. It still felt the same. Minho could remember how it felt against his forehead as Jisung put it on him. He could remember Jisung's soft fingers brushing against his skin as he put it on Minho. He could remember feeling his heart beating out of his chest because he was wearing Jisung's beanie.

Minho sat down on his bed, picking up Soonie. The kitten reached out and grabbed Jisung's beanie, holding it with her claw.

Minho chuckled and set Soonie and the beanie down. Soonie started playing with it.

"You like the beanie?... It's your Daddy's beanie." Minho smiled through tears.

'I shouldn't have killed my child. I'm a murderer. I'm terrible. I killed Jisung's child. We could have had a family together. We could have had a child. A baby made by me and Jisung.'

Minho cried softly as he curled up in his bed, laying his head right next to Soonie and the beanie. The kitten had crawled into the beanie and laid down, looking comfortable.

Minho pulled the beanie and his baby closer, snuggling his face into them. Jisung's scent still hung over the beanie. Softly, Soonie's small purrs and Jisung's familiar scent lulled Minho to sleep.