Minxo

Friday nights became your little ritual. After a tough week, you always came over to Minho's for a sleepover, washing away the fatigue with cozy conversations.
Today everything went according to plan: you had dinner in the kitchen, discussing all sorts of nonsense, and Minho went to take a shower. You, without wasting any time, collapsed onto the huge bed in the bedroom.
It didn't take a minute for you to be occupied by a furry gang.
Suni settled down at your feet, Duni brazenly stretched out on your chest, and Dori nestled somewhere to the side, burying his wet nose in your palm.

Fifteen minutes later, the bathroom door opened. Minho emerged in a cloud of steam, tousling his damp hair with a towel. He paused in the doorway, watching as his pets literally swarmed around you, purring contentedly.

"Here we go again," he sighed mock-sighing, leaning against the doorframe. "I fed them, I treated them, and they betrayed me within five minutes of your presence. Do you smear yourself with catnip before coming home? Why do my cats love you more than their own father?"

You laughed, stroking Dori's soft ears, and looked at the disgruntled, but so domestic Minho.
“I’m just their beloved stepmother, get over it,” you answered with a smile.
You moved Dunya away a little and opened your free hand, inviting him to come to you.
-Come here, "abandoned dad." There's enough room for everyone.