Hey little kitty
jongdae/zitao
pg; 320
jongdae and zitao are turned into kittens
"We're cats."
'Yes."
"Zitao, we changed into cats."
"That does explain the tail and fur, Jongdae."
A hand reaches down and rubs Jongdae behind his ears.
"Oh, that's nice," Jongdae purrs, nuzzling his nose into the palm of the hand petting him.
Zitao leaps at the hand, attacking it with his claws and teeth.
"Ow. Zitao, be nice," Yifan scolds, "We're trying to find a way to turn you back."
Zitao hisses at him, ready to pounce if Yifan attempts to pet Jongdae again.
"Mine."
"I don't think they understand us, Zitao."
Zitao turns in a circle, distracted, chasing after his tail, and then leaps at Jongdae, knocking him to the ground.
"Mine." He licks with a rough kitty tongue at Jongdae's fur. "Mine, mine, mine."
"Kris, stop them. They're making out as cats," Sehun screeches.
The hand comes back, lifting Jongdae, separating them. Zitao dives after him, off the table they were placed on. He runs after Yifan, jumping up his leg and digging claws through pants into skin.
"Fuck!" Yifan yells, dropping Jongdae to the floor.
He rolls over in the air, landing neatly on all four paws. Zitao runs over and begins licking him all over again.
"Mine, mine, mine."
Jongdae sighs.
"Yes, Zitao, I'm yours. Could you please stop before you cough up a hairball?"
Two hours, lots of kitty licking, and Jongdae and Zitao annoying Yifan by turning his valuable skin into their scratching post later, Luhan discovers a spell to turn them back.
"Ew, Zitao, stop coughing your cat hair all over me," Sehun complains.
"I told you."
"You tasted better as a cat."
"Did I? I guess no more kisses for you."
Zitao licks Jongdae's face.
"Nope. This taste better."
"Kris, Joonmyun, stop them! They won't stop kissing," Sehun bellows, "and it's disgusting."
Jongdae hooks an arm around Zitao's neck, pulling him in close.
"Zitao, lips are better for kissing than tongue."
pg; 320
jongdae and zitao are turned into kittens
"We're cats."
'Yes."
"Zitao, we changed into cats."
"That does explain the tail and fur, Jongdae."
A hand reaches down and rubs Jongdae behind his ears.
"Oh, that's nice," Jongdae purrs, nuzzling his nose into the palm of the hand petting him.
Zitao leaps at the hand, attacking it with his claws and teeth.
"Ow. Zitao, be nice," Yifan scolds, "We're trying to find a way to turn you back."
Zitao hisses at him, ready to pounce if Yifan attempts to pet Jongdae again.
"Mine."
"I don't think they understand us, Zitao."
Zitao turns in a circle, distracted, chasing after his tail, and then leaps at Jongdae, knocking him to the ground.
"Mine." He licks with a rough kitty tongue at Jongdae's fur. "Mine, mine, mine."
"Kris, stop them. They're making out as cats," Sehun screeches.
The hand comes back, lifting Jongdae, separating them. Zitao dives after him, off the table they were placed on. He runs after Yifan, jumping up his leg and digging claws through pants into skin.
"Fuck!" Yifan yells, dropping Jongdae to the floor.
He rolls over in the air, landing neatly on all four paws. Zitao runs over and begins licking him all over again.
"Mine, mine, mine."
Jongdae sighs.
"Yes, Zitao, I'm yours. Could you please stop before you cough up a hairball?"
Two hours, lots of kitty licking, and Jongdae and Zitao annoying Yifan by turning his valuable skin into their scratching post later, Luhan discovers a spell to turn them back.
"Ew, Zitao, stop coughing your cat hair all over me," Sehun complains.
"I told you."
"You tasted better as a cat."
"Did I? I guess no more kisses for you."
Zitao licks Jongdae's face.
"Nope. This taste better."
"Kris, Joonmyun, stop them! They won't stop kissing," Sehun bellows, "and it's disgusting."
Jongdae hooks an arm around Zitao's neck, pulling him in close.
"Zitao, lips are better for kissing than tongue."