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Right now, I'm in a state of mind
I wanna be in like all the time
Ain't got no tears left to cry

-No Tears Left to Cry - Ariana Grande-

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Minho POV:

After saying goodbye to Hana, I went to my parents house.
There was something really important I needed to do.

Get my cats.

I missed them so much, I've been so restless without them.
Thankfully my roommate loves and has no allergies to cats, so that's good.

I had three cats, Soonie- the oldest, Doongi- the middle child and Dori- The baby. They're all grown now, but they'll always be my babies that I've been raising ever since high school.

I first stopped by the grocery to grab some beer, before going home. I didn't know what else they'd like so I just got my favorites, rice crispies, ramen and chips.

I'd brought the cats over to the new house way in advance before i actually moved in, they seemed pretty chill, that's why i finalized this house, since I was worried about them being uncomfortable at any other place. So I decided to get all three of them here since the house was set now. I got them into their carriers and loaded all of their toys, beds, a cat tower, food and treats, food bowls, litter boxes and litter in the car. 

I came back by 1pm, seemed like Hana had already left, just like she told me. I let the cats out slowly not to startle them and let them explore, while they did whatever cats do, I decided to tidy up the living room, make comfortable space for them and their bed and the large cat tower with three other beds for the each of them. Good thing the Living room was quite big, so it didn't look too congested.

Seemed like Soonie and Doongie found their spot. They were sitting by the window where the sun shone brightly. Dori was still trying to figure out his favorite spot, he was always a little more cautious than his brothers. I tried to play with him, offer him treats to make him more comfortable, and that seemed to do the trick. He eventually settled on the cat tower, away from the others, which he usually did. He liked his space, it was always the other two invading it.

A few hours later, the cats approached me, meowing. I glanced at the clock, 3pm. Yeah it was time for food. I showed them their food bowls to which they sprinted within a blink of an eye.
It was cute how the new place didn't bother them at all, they acted like everything was normal, it was still all the same.

As the clock advanced to 4pm, I stopped procrastinating and got up and went to take a bath. When that was done, i wore decent clothes and I tidied up my room.
I still had two hours or so before she came back, and i had absolutely nothing to do.

Hana POV:

I left an hour after Minho, around noon, and made my way to the library. It was a bit of a walk, but the movement helped ease the nausea that had been nagging at me all morning. When I finally arrived, I grabbed a cup of iced coffee and picked up the books I had been eagerly waiting for. I found a quiet spot in the far corner, put on my headphones, and tried to focus on studying.

But it wasn't going well. Despite my efforts, I couldn't shake the discomfort. I kept sipping my coffee, hoping it would help, even though I wasn't sure why I thought it would. I just needed something to distract myself.

By 4 p.m., the wave of anxiety hit me hard, and it only seemed to grow worse the longer I stayed. I knew it was time to leave. The thought of staying and risking a full-blown attack was too much, so I packed up my things and headed home.

The walk back was tiring, but somehow the busy streets brought me a sense of comfort, their sounds and movement a welcome distraction from the chaos in my head.

I got home around 4:30 and walked through the door, only to be met with a surprising sight. Three cats were lounging in the living room.

"CATS?" I gasped, my heart suddenly racing, more from the shock than anything else.

I quickly knelt down to pet the one with soft gray fur behind its ears. As I touched it, the cat gave a soft purr before turning away. I felt a small wave of calm wash over me, but the cat's response made me apologize instinctively.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you didn't like that," I cooed gently, offering the cat an understanding smile as I backed off.

"Surprise," he said, unable to hide his grin.

I turned towards him, feeling a mix of shock and joy. I hadn't expected this. "Is this why you asked me all those cat-related questions?" I asked, my eyes sparkling with curiosity.

He chuckled, clearly happy to see me so excited. "Yeah, I wanted to make sure there wouldn't be an issue."

I couldn't contain my excitement. "Well, I absolutely love this! I've always wanted a pet!"

Minho seemed relieved. "Well, I'm glad you like it," he said with a smile.

After that, I left the cats to explore the living room and flopped down on the couch, probably looking exhausted from all the studying. Minho sat across from me, and after a few moments of comfortable silence, I asked, "Do you have any siblings?"

Minho raised an eyebrow. "No, I'm an only child. Why do you ask?"

"I want to get to know you more—you're my roommate, after all," I said, a bit shy now.

"Ah, I see," he replied with a small nod. "Well, like I said, no siblings. Just me. I grew up alone, but my cats are like my siblings. They fit right in that category." He chuckled a bit. "What about you? Any siblings?"

I laughed softly. "Nope, I'm an only child too. And, well, no pets either," I added, grinning playfully.

As I glanced around, I noticed the bags in the living room and immediately saw something that made my stomach drop—beer cans.

I gasped.

"I forgot to grab the drinks," I muttered to myself, feeling a surge of frustration.

If I hadn't gotten so distracted and worked up, I wouldn't have forgotten the drinks.

Minho noticed my reaction and looked up from where he was sitting. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"I'm so stupid," I sighed, looking at the bags. "I forgot the drinks."

His voice was calm and reassuring. "Hey, it's okay. I got drinks. Look." He pointed toward the bags. "And I got snacks too."

I couldn't help but chuckle. He was trying to calm me down, and it worked.

"There are three grown men, plus me, who are going to drink," I said with a small laugh. "Now, tell me with a straight face that this will be enough. I don't know about you, but those two can drink a lot."

"Touché," he grinned. "Well, what else can we do? Let's go."

"Wait, what?" I asked, confused.

"Let's go get the drinks?" he said, sounding casual.

I blinked. "Oh, right, right. You'll tag along?"

"Yeah, I'll help you out, if you don't mind."

"I don't mind. Thanks," I replied, feeling a bit relieved.

He flashed me a smile before heading to his room to grab a jacket. "I'm ready. Let's go."

We walked to the nearest supermarket, picked up some drinks—nothing too excessive because I really didn't want to deal with three wasted guys. I knew I wouldn't drink too much myself; alcohol always made me feel off.

"Since we're already here, should we buy groceries? There's nothing at our place, we might starve," I joked.

"Definitely. Milk's out, and we need vegetables. Oh, and some meat too," Minho replied, nodding.

I nodded and wandered around the store, picking up the necessities.

By 6 PM, we were back home, Minho carrying most of the bags.

"You should let me carry one more bag, it's too heavy," I suggested.

"No, keep walking," he said, grinning. "I'm not letting a girl carry heavy things when I'm right here."

"Fineee, how very gentlemanly of you," I teased.

As we walked into the house, Minho looked over at me. "How come you were back so fast? You said you'd be back by 6, but you were home at 4:30?"

I avoided eye contact. "Oh, I don't know," I said casually. "I just didn't want to stay any longer, so I decided to come back."

Minho seemed to accept it, though I wasn't sure if he bought it completely. If it had been Seungmin or Jeongin, I'd definitely have been caught in a lie by now.

Once inside, we unloaded the groceries, arranged everything in the fridge, and retreated to our rooms to relax. It would be a while before the others arrived.

As I sat down, I found myself thinking about why I had almost had a panic attack at the library. It had been so calm there, but the moment I left, my chest tightened, and my heart raced. But when I got home and saw the cats, along with Minho, all of that faded away. I felt relief instead of dread. It was nice having someone waiting for me at home.

My phone rang, pulling me out of my thoughts. It was Jeongin calling.

I shook my head to clear my mind and answered. "What's up?"

"Is it okay if we come now? Like, within 10 minutes? We finished earlier than expected."

"Oh, thank god. I was getting bored. I'm home, waiting for you guys."

"We'll be there in 10."

"Waiting," I replied, feeling the tension ease.

We hung up, and I let out a sigh of relief. I didn't want to be alone right now.

I stood up and walked over to Minho's room, knocking on the door.

"Just giving you a heads-up, they'll be here in a few minutes."

"Be right outside," he replied.

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a/n: The first thing i do when i get my own place and my own job is get a cat.
I love cats
Had two when i was younger, but they got outside and we never found them, sad.