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Seungmin woke up in the middle of his nap, his glasses crooked and hair sticking out in every direction. Minho. His boyfriend must've carried him from the sofa and literally just threw him on his own bed. Seungmin chuckles at the thought, he didn't know if he should be impressed by himself for not waking up when Minho manhandled him, or how his glasses never even came off. (he learns later how his glasses actually came off from the struggle, but someone fixed it back on his nose and cooed at the sight, whipping their phone out and snapping a picture.)
It was an ungodly hour, evil spirits and ghosts are most likely roaming around the face of the earth at this time. Seungmin was scared shitless but his unquenchable thirst for water won his fear over. By the time he got up, removed his glasses, stretched his bones and muscles while fighting the drowsiness, he had already thought of 14 ways he could die in the hands of ghosts. He left a quick peck on his boyfriend's face and mustered up his courage to finally go outside and make his way to the kitchen.
As soon as he stepped a foot outside the door he was immediately filled with regret for not bringing his phone. It was just his third time in Minho's apartment and he wasn't that familiar with where the light switches were. He walked slowly and carefully, worried that he might knock things over. He saw the faint light of his piano keyboard signalling that it was still turned on along with the mess he left while he was working earlier. He definitely should apologize to Minho tomorrow for leaving such a mess on his living room. He has something big due by the end of the month, his graduation piece. It was driving him insane. He already had the perfect concept and lyrics but he just couldn't piece the notes and melody right and the lack of inspiration makes him want to rip his hair off his head.
When he arrived at the kitchen Seungmin turned on the light quickly and winced as the bright light hit his face. He took off his glasses and placed them somewhere on the counter, rubbing his eyes. He didn't want to wake up fully yet when he was having the time of his life in the warm arms of his one in a blue moon docile boyfriend. He grabbed his puppy mug that matched Minho's kitty mug, giggling internally of how silly it was.
He was about to pour the water into his mug when he suddenly heard something move in the living room. Seungmin squinted his eyes, doing his best despite not wearing his glasses. The kitchen light didn't light up the living room area that much and it was so, so dark that Seungmin gave up from looking and chose to live in peace, in ignorance. He got literal chills because he swore to his life that he heard something. Seungmin ignored the fear and anxiety bubbling up his chest thinking how ridiculous he is for getting genuinely frightened. He sure hopes he doesn't shit on his pajamas on the way back.
His attention went back to his thirst and downed three cups of water in one sitting. He must've been so dehydrated. Seungmin put his puppy mug on the sink and rinsed it quickly. He let his mind wander off about his project while drying his mug, thinking about the ways he can get inspiration from. Should he attend musicals or concerts? Ask his professor for help? While his mind was listing different ways he could get out of his slump something scared the shit out of him, resulting in Seungmin yelping and the puppy mug he cherished so much shattered on the floor.
Remember how his piano was still turned on and running? Well it was currently playing, playing the notes that sparked and ignited something in him. It was perfect for his piece. The months of struggling and being burnt out flashed in his eyes. He needs a paper immediately before he forgets that certain note sequence he can curate and adjust for him to finish his piece delightfully.
Seungmin scurried to get his notebook on the sofa without turning on the lights. He let his hands wander the sofa and flinched in fear when felt a soft fur on top of his notebook. “What the fuck. Soonie?” Seungmin asks. The ginger cat hissed at him because how dare Seungmin touch him? Then he ran away and disappeared into the kitchen. Seungmin pouted because it was the nth time of Soonie displaying unpleasant behaviors towards him (he just wants the tabby cat to like him!). But then again, he moved on and hurriedly grabbed his pen and started writing before he forgets.
“Kim Seungmin. What was that? Are you okay?”
A sleepy Lee Minho walks in the room, rubbing the sleepiness away from his eyes. He sees the younger scribbling something on his notebook with the lights off. “Are you like, possessed or something? Why are you writing in the dark?”
Seungmin just hums, signaling Minho to wait, hands still furiously writing something and testing the notes in his piano until he bolts upright, “Oh my god.” he exclaims.
His boyfriends looks at him bewilderedly still waiting for a response. “What?” he asks. “That fucking ghost is a fucking genius.” Seungmin says with a serious face. He then jumps and rushes to the elder’s direction engulfing him in a hug. Minho just chuckles at Seungmin, not quite understanding whatever the context was and kisses Seungmin’s hair.
“Are you sure you’re not possessed by a demon or sleep walking and talking or something?”
“Shut up and enjoy the moment.”
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“You installed a baby monitor in your living room for Soonie?” Seungmin slowly asks. He thinks it was kind of absurd, buying and installing a baby monitor solely for your cat but he kept his mouth shut as he knows what Soonie is capable of, and decides that it was reasonable.
“Of course? Soonie’s a little devil and I need to keep an eye on him. Plus, through this I will debunk your ‘there-was-a-ghost-in-your-living-room-at-3am-in-the-morning-and-they-played-my-piano’ theory. Ghosts don't exist you idiot, especially in my living room. They don't have a right to live in my house rent free.” The elder stubbornly says.
Minho then connects the device to his laptop and clicks on the video record of last night. He fast forwards the clip until the said time, clicking play. “It has night vision and records the audio too? How much exactly did you spend on this thing?” Seungmin asks. “I saved up for this just so you know.” Minho grumbles. Clearly his puppy boyfriend doesn't know anything in taking care of a cat, much less an actual baby.
The video contains the said cat Soonie taking a nap on the highest floor of his cat tree located just beside the sofa. “I’m sorry for the mess by the way.” Seungmin pouts, as they see the mess he left. Minho just couldn't contain himself anymore seeing the younger’s expression that made him kiss the latter’s cheeks. “It's okay, I knew how tired you were.” he says softly.
A few moments went on and they saw nothing, except Soonie waking up grooming himself, stretching and then yawning. “He looks undeniably cute but look at what the night vision feature had done in to his eyes, he looks like a fucking demon.” Seungmin giggles. Minho chuckles at him, ignoring how he basically just insulted his cat. He will let Kim Seungmin slide just this one time.
“He’s hungry, or thirsty, I think.” Minho observes. Soonie proved his thought right as he leaped towards the sofa, but didn't calculate the distance right, therefore bumping onto the corner of the lower floor of the cat tree. It sent the ginger cat to fall tragically, (why was the cat tree so tall anyway !?) however Soonie did gracefully land on its feet— on the top of Seungmin’s piano.
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“So you’re telling me, Soonie helped you in finishing your project.” Minho concludes based on what they watched on the baby monitor from last night's events. It was the morning after, the two boyfriends were lazing around in the living room after eating their breakfast that Minho ‘unwillingly’ cooked. “Correction. He didn't just finish the project. He created it Minho.” Seungmin says with conviction, eyes wide and hands stroking the said cat while it purred softly.
“See? He doesn't hate me anymore!” Seungmin cooed and kissed the cat’s toe beans repeatedly until he finally had enough and hissed at him, migrating on his other dad’s lap. “He hates it when you kiss him aggressively like that.” Minho giggles and coaxes the cat to lay on his chest so he can pepper him with slow kisses all around his head.
“Well I also know someone who likes nice, soft and slow kisses Lee Minho.” Seungmin teasingly says with his wide grin and eyebrows wiggling. Minho’s heart shouldn’t be beating this fast. His boyfriend is a dumb idiot.
“Shut up and be nice. Be glad Soonie’s sleeping on my chest right now because I will fucking jump you.”