012 ★ hope your feline soon

The first thing ( Name ) noticed when she woke up was not sunlight. 

It was the pounding ache in her skull. 

A feverish warmth spread through ( Name's ) body, the kind that made every movement feel like trudging through heavy snow. 

Her throat was raw, and a single cough made her chest seize like a vice.

She groaned and pulled the thin quilt tighter around herself, hoping sleep would take her back. But instead, five shadows stirred at the edge of ( Name's ) vision.

"Y/N?" A soft voice, too soft for a normal cat, drifted near her ear. "You're awake, right?"

She blinked slowly. 

Jinu sat at her bedside, ears flicking nervously, his golden eyes wide with worry.

Her fever was climbing, her head was still pounding, and five tiny ex-demons were panicking around the ( h/c ) girl like trying to defuse a bomb, well, a very sick bomb.

"She looks like she's dying," Romance declared dramatically, flinging a paw to his forehead. "So pale! So fragile! I can't bear it."

"I'm not dying," she croaked, voice cracking.

"Exactly what a dying person would say," Baby deadpanned from the end of the couch. His tone was flat, but his tail twitched like a metronome ticking too fast.

Abby paced back and forth like a caged, buffy tiger ( that's what he imagined himself ), his muscular frame tense. 

"She's burning up. Look at her! We need... I dunno, human stuff. Soup. Medicine. Blankets."

"Do you even know what any of those things are?" Mystery's voice cut through, cool and even. He sat apart, tail curled neatly, eyes sharp in contrast to the chaos. "No. You don't. But I do."

The others froze.

Mystery rose with deliberate calm and began issuing the roles to the saja cats, like it slightly freaked out the group, seeing him sprouting out orders, let alone talking this much.

"Abby, there's leftover chicken soup in the fridge. Lower shelf, in the rubber container. It's the one with the green handle. Do not eat it. Bring it here."

"Got it!" Abby saluted like he was about to storm a battlefield.

"Jinu, Romance. Blankets and pillows. Make her comfortable." The two exchanged looks, ears flicking nervously, but nodded.

" Baby, medicine kit. Under the sink. Bring it carefully."

Baby yawned as if unimpressed. "Fine."

"And I," Mystery said, sitting beside ( Name ), "will stay here. You..." he glanced at her, voice softening, "just let us take care of you for once. You've carried us long enough."

( Name ) heart ached at that, but her fever made it impossible to respond. She simply sank back into her pillow, hazy eyes watching the chaos unfold.

₍^. .^₎⟆...

From ( Name's ) place on the couch, she caught sight of two little furballs struggling down the hallway.

Jinu had grabbed the edge of her thick blanket in his teeth. His slim frame dragged it inch by inch, every step a monumental effort. 

His ears pressed flat with determination.

Romance, on the other hand, had wrapped his entire body around one of her fluffiest pillows, rolling and grunting dramatically as he shoved it along the floor like some big, soft boulder.

"Darling, this is manual labor," Romance whined, voice muffled by pillow fluff. "This body is not built for... oof... carrying burdens!"

"Stop talking and pull," Jinu muttered, straining.

By the time they reached the couch, both collapsed in a heap at her feet. 

Jinu's chest rose and fell rapidly.

 Romance groaned like he'd just performed a three-hour encore. The ( h/c ) girl chuckled weakly, reaching down to tug the blanket over herself. "Thanks, boys."

Jinu blinked up at her, flustered, ears twitching. 

Romance, catching your smile, immediately flipped onto his back, paw to chest. "Anything for you, darling. Anything."

Both flushed when ( Name ) snuggled deeper into the blanket, warmth spreading through her aching body.

A gentle thud and the scrape of claws echoed from the kitchen. A moment later, Abby trotted in proudly, closing the fridge door with his hind leg, with the container of soup dangling precariously from his teeth.

( Name ) were about to praise him, until she heard it.

Slurp.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Abby sat in the middle of the floor, happily drinking the soup straight from the container like it was a protein shake. "Mmm! Gains! Delicious!"

" ABBY! " Romance shrieked.

" That was supposed to be for her!" Jinu scolded.

Abby froze mid-slurp, cheeks puffed out with broth. 

He swallowed guiltily and flashed a sheepish grin. "Don't worry. I was just tasting if it had poison in it, don't want to make ( Name ) get more sick than she is."

No one bought Abby's excuse, and he knew that.

" I'll heat it up!... Now, " Before anyone could stop him, he stumbled to the microwave, somehow managed to open it with his paws, shoved the container inside, and pressed random buttons with his paws. 

Miraculously, it started.

When the timer dinged, Abby tried to grab it ... only to yelp in pain. "Ow! Hot! Hot!"

( Name ) bolted upright, coughing as she stumbled over to him. "Abby...oh, you idiot, let me see."

He froze as she knelt, gently taking his paw in her hands. She blew on it softly, trying to soothe the burn.

Abby's ears went crimson, his usual bravado crumbling. "Y-Y/N..."

" Be careful, " she scolded gently, smiling despite her fever. "And... thanks for the soup."

He swallowed hard, gaze flicking away, too flustered to respond.

While the other saja cat side-eyed the buffy, pink cat... HARD.

₍^. .^₎⟆...

Baby finally reappeared, pushing in with the little first-aid kit, using his head. He used his paws to lift up and dropped it on the coffee table with a casual flick of his tail, as if it weighed nothing.

"There. Mission accomplished. Unlike certain soup-thieves."

Abby growled. "Shut up."

( Name ) reached down to scratch Baby's head, smiling softly. "Thank you. You did great."

For a moment, his perpetually sarcastic mask cracked. 

His tail flicked nervously, ears twitching as if embarrassed by the praise. Then he shrugged, voice flat. "Whatever. Just don't die. Feeding you is annoying enough already."

( Name ) laughed, coughing into her sleeve, and tucked the medicine close for later.

At some point, Mystery slipped away, then returned with a steaming mug of tea ( which he somehow made and brought ). He set it carefully on the table beside ( Name ), his movements precise.

"Take the medicine with this," he murmured, nudging the blister pack toward her. "Then rest."

She blinked at him, touched. "Mystery..."

He avoided her gaze, ears faintly pink. "Don't overthink it. Just... do as I say."

She laughed softly, then obeyed.

With blankets tucked around her, soup warming the ( h/c ) girl's stomach, and five cats clustered like fluffballs around the couch, she decided distraction would help. She grabbed the remote and queued up Train to Busan.

The reactions were priceless.

The opening act had Abby and Romance already on edge, whispering furiously whenever the music grew tense.

When the first zombie attacked, both yowled and clung to each other.

Jinu gave a startled squeak and immediately buried himself under ( Name's ) blanket, tail sticking out like a black, furred flag.

Baby sat rigid, eyes glued to the screen, face bored, yet the fur along his spine stood on end like he'd been struck by static electricity.

Romance wailed dramatically, " ( Naaaammmmeeeee! ), this film is a crime against romance, aka me! Where are the love songs? I thought we were going to watch a rom-com, not horror!"

She giggled until her chest hurt. Mystery sat calmly at her side, unbothered, sipping the leftover tea ( that she made for him... ) like a unborthered king that he is.

₍^. .^₎⟆...

About halfway through, she knew the big station jump-scare was coming. ( Name ) leaned toward Mystery, whispering, "Wanna prank them?"

A rare mischievous grin tugged at his lips. "Always."

As the tension built, the four other boys huddled tighter, Romance and Abby clinging together, Jinu trembling beneath the blanket, Baby stiff as a board but glaring defiantly at the screen.

The second the zombies burst through the doors, ( Name ) and Mystery each grabbed a shoulder.

"RAH! "

The result was instant chaos.

Abby shrieked and leapt three feet into the air. Romance screamed like a dying cat, tumbling backward. 

Jinu bolted from the blanket with a yowl. Baby hissed and launched himself off the couch.

Within seconds, all four had scrambled down the hallway in a furry stampede, disappearing under her bed.

( Name ) and Mystery collapsed into laughter, tears streaming down her cheeks despite the fever. Mystery's usually stoic face cracked into open, helpless laughter, his paw thumping the couch.

" Worth it, " he gasped between chuckles.

" Absolutely, " she wheezed, clutching her sides.

Later, when the credits rolled, the stragglers crept back out one by one, Romance trying to reclaim dignity by fixing his fur.

 Abby muttering about "protecting Name from the zombies," Jinu sheepishly curling back at ( Name's ) feet, and Baby pretending nothing had happened.

But the moment ( Name ) yawned, all five curled around her protectively, their warmth cocooning her against the fever chills.

" You're impossible," she murmured, drifting off.

" Maybe," Jinu whispered.

" But you're ours," Romance added softly.

Mystery didn't speak, but the faint smile on his face said enough.

And as sleep claimed her, the last thing she felt was the rhythmic, overlapping purrs of five once-demonic idols, now her fiercely devoted guardians.

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                                  /    づ♡ author secrets...

🐾  mystery became a demon around the time when the sunlight sisters were the hunters during the 1990s, that's why he knows how to treat a cold, while the other saja cats only know the traditional ways or just don't know what to do.

🐾 a little future spoilers... so jinu is from the joseon dynasty, romance is from the 1920s, abby is from the 1940s, baby came from the 1970s period, as for mystery, he was from the 1990s. ( in this fic )

🐾 mystery loves horror films, and that's why he wasn't bothered. he was mainly more surprised seeing the others scared ( like, come on, they were literally soul-eating demons at one point )

🐾 the saja cats feel their relationship with ( name ) developing gradually over the time they spent together, which they realise how much ( name ) cares for them, and that's enough for them to love her.

🐾 i posted a tokyo override x mira!reader fic ( i might unpublished it ... maybe ) like if anyone who watched the show... spoke and watari .... ahhh love them

🐾 i'm already planning a wtm!spiderverse x zoey!oc fic as well, hopefully posted soon :)))

🐾 plz comment on here for any funny, cute, slice-of-life ideas or scenarios for the demon kitties in this book.