Sixth fic for @juminzenweek I didnāt write one for Day 6ā¦Maybe Iāll go back and do that.
āHow about this. Iāll keep these cat ears on, if you wear the wolf ears.ā Zen set the furry grey ears atop Juminās head as he plopped onto his lap. Jumin rolled his eyes upwards, as if he could see them perched there.
āYou want me to wear dog ears?ā he scoffed.
āThereās a difference?ā
āOf course there is a difference! A world of difference!āĀ
āIs that so? Do tellā¦āĀ Jumin chuckled.
āDogs are domesticated, theyāve lost their ability to prey. Wolves, on the other hand, are at the top of the food chain. Very little tries to take down a wolf. Including man.ā He ran a finger down Juminās cheekbone and pressed soft kisses along his jawline.
āSo, that means youād be my prey, Kittenā¦ā Zenās laughter was contagious. Jumin flicked the white ears on Zenās head.
āOnly if you can catch me!ā Zen licked Juminās neck quickly then jumped off and ran down the hall screaming āNya!ā
Jumin waited ten seconds before rising and striding after him. āHere kitty kitty kittyā¦ā he sang, pulling a collar with a bell attached to it out of his pocket. He rang it, āHere kitty kitty kitty, letās play.ā He heard a shuffle in the bedroom and pushed the door open. Zenās head dropped behind the bed. The tips of his ears just visible.
āAh, there you are Kitten.ā He dropped the bell on the bed and pounced on it, crawling towards the man crouching behind it. He swiped with his hand and Zen bolted with a laugh. Jumin chuckled and ran after him, stepping over the scarf Zen had been wearing.
The game was exhilarating. Jumin was enjoying himself immensely. Every time he caught a glimpse of Zen, he wore one less item of clothing. Once he was completely naked, Jumin caught him and placed the bell collar around his neck.
āThere, what a good kitty.ā He pet Zen, who closed his eyes and practically purred. āNow, you are mine.ā
āWhat are you going to do with me?ā Zen asked, staring up at Jumin from his crouch.