little secret
@rkserim
it’s like a cliche scene right out of a teen flick –– boy sees tiny kitten during a heavy rain and boy can’t bare to leave tiny kitten alone and wet. this hadn’t been how haknyeon had planned to start off his day and yet it was. he’d been on his way to the samsung building after getting a quick drink from a cafe nearby when he’d heard loud meowing from the bushes. ever the curious boy, he’d slowly walked over to the bushes, only to see a kitten there, drenched from the rain and meowing desperately. of course he’d looked around in hopes of finding it’s mother but after staying for about close to half an hour ( haknyeon, huddled by a bush, using his umbrella to protect both him and the kitten from the rain ), he decided that perhaps it would be best if he brought the kitten with him.
carefully, he picks it up, placing it into his large training bag and comfortably setting his unused towel below it. “let’s go get you dried up,” he says to the kitten, before he makes his way to the building.
by the time he arrives, he’s drenched because he’d used his umbrella to mostly cover the kitten from the rain. still, he’s glad that nobody’s caught on –– at least not yet. he places his hand into his bag and gently pats the kitten, and a smile makes it way across it’s face.
it’s then when he spots a new face in the building, and being the ever so sociable boy that he is, haknyeon had stopped to greet the stranger. “hi!” he smiles, bright. “are you a new trainee here? i’m per_se’s haknye –– junju,” he quickly corrects his own slip of the tongue. it was hard to remember his stage name at times. "if you ever need any help, don’t be afraid to come look for me okay!” he’s about to say goodbye to the newer trainee when the kitten begins to meow loudly. immediately his eyes widen. “that was uhm –– my phone!” he quickly says, but his cheeks are already turning a shade of pink and he’s sure he looks like a deer caught in the headlights. just as he’s about to make a run for it, the kitten pops it’s head out of the bag to greet him. “that’s uhm... m-my...” stuffed toy? that meows? “could you keep a secret?” he says, his face definitely red as he scratches the back of his neck.