When Yeosang and San walked out of their apartment at the same time the next day. They glanced at each other before their faces turned beet red from remembering the events last night.

"Interesting." A male with silver hair walked out of Yeosang's apartment, eyeing San. "Hi, Yeosang's neighbour."

"Uh... Hi?" He smirked, glancing at Yeosang then back at San. "Are you his..."

"No!" Yeosang quickly interjected, flushing in deeper red as the other laughed out loud.

"I'm his best friend." He smiled, "Wooyoung." San's eyebrows rose, hearing the familiar name of the cat.

"You name your cat after your bestfriend...?" Wooyoung laughed, shaking his head in disagreement.

"No, I am the cat."

San doesn't know if the other is joking around, he couldn't tell whether he is dreaming when he got himself dragged inside of Yeosang's apartment to 'prove' that he's not joking around.

He looked around the room, taking note that it's all organized and it's as if he is not living with a cat that always causes a ruckus and breaks furniture — he learned from experience — that is mostly why he grew fond of Yeosang's cat.

Yeosang patted the spot on the couch beside him as San stood frozen in the middle of their living room. Wooyoung grabbed his wrist and pushed him to sit on the couch as he stood in front of the two.

"Watch as I turn into a cat!" He muttered something under his breath, then — poof! Wooyoung is nowhere to be seen, and a cat has replaced his body instead.

"The spell he muttered under his breath does not work." Yeosang told him, "He can shift without muttering anything. He just wants to not freak you out by saying that he is a person that can turn to a cat." San sat with his jaw dropped, nothing was processing in his head and he made sure that he was not dreaming by pinching himself.

There is absolutely no way he just witnessed Wooyoung, the person turn to Wooyoung, the cat.

*~*~*~*~*

After knowing the secret, Wooyoung has made himself comfortable in San's apartment. Cat or not, he would still hang around and lounge on his couch. Yeosang barely makes an appearance but he wishes he would stop avoiding San as he already accepted everything that had just happened.

Mingi and Yunho have met Wooyoung and Yeosang as well, making them mingle around at San's apartment. They also met Jongho, Wooyoung's friend — who is another shifter but he could shift into a tiny little puppy that made San coo and almost disowned Wooyoung.

"I wish the hyungs are here." Wooyoung whined, burying himself on Yeosang's arm. San looked away, a gnawing jealousy filling his heart at the sight.

"Hyungs?" Jongho asked, making himself comfortable on the solo couch. "Ah, you mean Seonghwa-hyung and Hongjoong-hyung?" Wooyoung nodded to confirm.

"Who are they?" Yunho asked, tilting his head in curiosity.

"They used to reside in this very apartment." Wooyoung jumped off the couch, startling Yeosang. "They are very sweet to me and treated Yeosang like their child!"

"Until you scared them." Yeosang pointed out, making Wooyoung pout and slumped down on the couch. "It's not your fault." Yeosang wrapped an arm around his waist that made San glare at it, he wishes to be in Wooyoung's position but he has to remind himself that Wooyoung is simply his best friend... and his cat.

"Enough of that." Mingi brought out a paper bag, "I brought alcohol so we can all loosen up." Wooyoung and Jongho's lit up, grabbing a bottle immediately as soon as it had been taken out of the paper bag.

"Slow down, you two." Yeosang took the bottle from them. "Only take a few shots as both of you are easily drunk."

"I think this will be the first that I'll see a cat and a puppy drunk." Yunho giggled, seeing them gulp down the glass of alcohol. The rules had long gone, and out the window. Even Yeosang is tipsy from having to drink too much and San is no better.

He eyes the arms that wrapped Yeosang, and it made him trudge up and rip Wooyoung away to replace his spot.

"What the heck?!" Wooyoung slurred, pointing at San accusingly who mocked him by poking his tongue out. "Yeosangie iz mine!" He tried to pull San away but he have wrapped his arms around Yeosang tightly.

"No!" San glared at Wooyoung. "Yeosang is mine and mine only." He mumbled, burying his head on Yeosang's chest as he felt the other wrap an arm around his waist.

"I'm yours?" Yeosang questioned quietly as Wooyoung had long forgotten them and instead placed himself on Jongho's lap. "Do you mean that?"

"Of course!" San mumbled, drunk off of his mind. "I'll always be Sangie's and no one can touch what is mine." The corner of Yeosang's lip curled up, the alcohol on his system vanishing away as he processed San's words.

"Don't avoid me." That was the last thing that San heard before he passed out.