Chapter 7 (1/2)

“At first I wasn’t thinking of following you around, but then I kept seeing you cleaning the hallway and throwing that mop out the window.”

Sajun had doubted his eyes. When Myohan stood up the windowsill, he feared he might be committing suicide. Before Sajun could stop him, Myohan jumped, and when Sajun looked down from the window, Myohan was standing on the ground, perfectly fine.

“I was half-joking when I called you a cat. I didn’t know you would admit it so easily.”

Soft hair, tender cheeks, curled up red lips, they all made Sajun crave him. He smiled. Myohan gave him a disgusting gaze, but it only made him smack his lips. Really, he looked delicious.

“So,”

Huge snakes could devour a small cat in a single bite. Myohan was easy prey.

“Can I have you?”

Sajun didn’t seem to be joking. He looked serious, and he wasn’t acting when he smacked. He really thought Myohan would be delicious.

“You’re really good at talking shit.”

Myohan’s lips twitched. Have? That was just crazy. A human being, having another human being? He didn’t want to think about it.

“That’s a crime in this country, you maniac.”

“What makes you think so?”

“What?”

Sajun took a step closer. Myohan wanted to take a step back, but he couldn’t. There was no space for it, and his pride didn’t permit him.

“The verb ‘have’ has a number of different meanings.”

Myohan frowned, unable to comprehend. Sajun opened a palm and continued slowly.

“You know, to have something, to have someone do something…”

His serpent-like lips opened. He pulled Myohan by his arm, and then he licked his cheek with his red tongue.

“And to eat…O Myohan.”

He felt hungry. The tender cheek felt so good when licked. He hadn’t had such an appetite for a long time. He wanted to rip apart Myohan’s clothes right now. Was this hunger he felt as a predator while looking at a prey, or was it intense sexual desire? He had to know. Myohan’s opinion didn’t matter much.

Myohan was really startled, which almost never happened to him. He thought Sajun was messing with him when he kissed him, but now he could see this wasn’t a prank or a joke. He stood still for a moment, and then he raised his captured arm and smiled, making Sajun widen his eyes.

“Your smile makes you even more…”

“Shit.”

Myohan smiled a bright smile that didn’t match his voice at all.

Then, whack!

“….!”

The smile was still bright. Sajun’s hand fell off Myohan’s arm when he raised it.

“Fuck you.”

The moment Myohan raised a middle finger, Sajun fell to the floor with a huge thud.

The sound resonated through the hallway, but the fall wasn’t what was painful.

Sajun couldn’t even breathe. Myohan had just kicked his weakest spot he had as a man, as hard as he could. He had to be experiencing indescribable pain.

Sajun curled on the floor. He couldn’t even moan. Myohan snorted as he looked down on him. You deserved it, you bastard.

“Uuugh….”

It had to be really painful. Maybe the organ had been really damaged. Still, Myohan didn’t care. He thought it was only because Sajun had messed with him. As a cat, he was neither patient nor merciful. He didn’t let anyone touch him. He lightly touched Sajun’s back with a foot and smiled, this time really out of joy.

“I guess you can’t have me now.”

Yes, it was a complete loss for Sajun.

***

“So…?”

Jagyeom swallowed hard, his round eyes glancing at Myohan with fear. But Myohan just flipped a page of the book he was reading and said unconcernedly, “Well, I don’t think I burst any of his two eggs.”

“You, you merciless brat!”

If he had been in his rat form, Jagyeom would have been chittering loudly. He kept blaming Myohan, calling him a ruthless man with no compassion, so Myohan took his eyes off the book and looked at him. His narrow pupils had a dangerous glitter in them. Jagyeom flinched and added in a tiny voice.

“Well, he was first to wrong…”

He still didn’t know Myohan was a cat, but he had instinctive fears. A cat was a predator to a rat, and that was nature’s law that couldn’t be changed.

“He had it coming.”

Well, actually, Jagyeom well knew Sajun deserved it. It just that he couldn’t imagine the manly pain he must have felt.

“You did the right thing.”

O Shin, who had been listening quietly, opened his mouth for the first time. He was lying on the sofa as if it had been his home. He took Myohan’s book to look at his cover. Myohan sighed.

“But what are you two doing here?”