Taehyung

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Exclamations. "Snow-white kitten"

Taehyung is sitting on a fluffy rug, legs tucked under him, softly humming a morning hit from college. Beside him, with its nose pressed against his thigh, dozes an old dog that usually lets no one near. And on his shoulder, a ginger rascal has settled in, methodically kneading the hoodie with its paws.

This place is his sanctuary. At 19, studying is exhausting, but every evening he happily rushes here to drown in purring happiness.

The idyll lasted until the door opened.

Taehyung looked up and froze. An alpha stood in the doorway. Huge. Broad shoulders filled the entire frame, a black t-shirt clung to sculpted muscles, and eyes—coal-black, deep—looked straight at him.

Taehyung was bewildered for a moment, but quickly smiled his sunny smile and, standing up with the kitten in his arms, approached the guest.

"Hello!" his voice rang like a bell. "Is this your first time here? Can I help you with something?"

The man smelled of expensive perfume, metal, and endless exhaustion.

Jungkook looked down at him. His voice turned out to be low, husky, and vibrating:

"I need a kitten. Snow-white. Affectionate."

Taehyung blinked. Such a dominant alpha—and he wants a tender little fluffball? That was unexpected.

"Oh... of course!" he led the guest toward the beds. "We have one little one. He was dropped off just recently. Affectionate, but shy..."

He stopped by a pink bed where a snow-white ball of fur was sleeping. The kitten was perfect: clean, fluffy, with blue eyes and a pink nose.

"Here he is," Taehyung whispered. "White as snow. We call him Snowy."

Jungkook remained silent. He looked at the kitten, but his gaze lingered on Taehyung's fingers stroking the fur. The alpha slowly crouched down and reached out his palm...

But Snowy opened his eyes, glanced at the stranger's hand—and with a light hiss, burrowed deeper into Taehyung's palms, hiding his face in the crook of his elbow.

Taehyung blinked, bewildered.