Jungkook (and the kitten)

– Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The apartment was drowning in the pre-sunset light. Dust swirled in its golden streaks. Taehyung, curled into a tight ball on the very edge of the windowsill, followed every movement. His fur, dark gray with amber highlights, rose and fell slightly with his frequent, nervous breathing.

Jungkook moved through the room quietly, intentionally noiselessly. He placed two small ceramic bowls on the low table: one with water, the other empty. Then, he took a canvas pouch out of his pocket.

Taehyung grew alert, his ears pressing flat against his head. He saw Jungkook's fingers crushing the dry leaves before pouring them into the empty bowl. At first, nothing. Then, a scent reached the cat—sharp, intoxicating, relentless. Mint. His body tensed in a struggle against instinct.

Without looking at the windowsill, Jungkook slowly rubbed his hands over his neck, behind his ears, and along his wrists. A fine green pollen clung to his skin, emitting an invisible cloud. He sat on the floor, leaning against the sofa, and froze, staring out the window.

The silence stretched. Then came the soft thud of paws on the floor. Taehyung descended. He approached, retreated, circled, his nose twitching. The scent was driving him mad, overriding his fear. Finally, he pressed his cheek against Jungkook's ankle, leaving traces of his own scent on the skin. The trembling in his body subsided.

Jungkook didn't move. Purring intermittently, Taehyung climbed higher. He rubbed his face against the mint-scented hands, the neck, the hollow of the collarbone. His purring grew stronger, becoming deeper and more continuous. All his caution dissolved in this thick, intoxicating aroma. He went limp, heavy and warm, on Jungkook's chest, burying his wet nose in his neck.

Jungkook carefully embraced him, his fingers sinking into the thick, warm fur. He could feel the fast feline heart beating beneath his palm, gradually calming down.

"Now we have an agreement," Jungkook whispered softly.