#randomantix

daehyun is here for one reason, and one reason only. it's not for the allergies that make him even crankier than usual. it's not for the food, which he already got sick of yesterday. it's not to support his de facto little sister heejin—no, girl code doesn't perform till tomorrow, so he doesn't technically have any reason to be here on day two.

rather, it's for the meowing little fur bundle he's got in his breast pocket.

his kitten, kiwi, is the runt of the litter. almost six months old, she barely fits completely in his hand. worse—he doesn't have a single photo with her out and about. so today, he plans to rectify that.

he's gotten some great photos so far: her, cranky, inside of the little food boat that had held his corn dog. her, belly-up, sunning on a bench. her, mid-meow, gripped in his hand as he holds her up against a backdrop of cherry blossoms. that one is his favorite, he thinks—it'll probably be his wallpaper once he gets it edited.

he thought it might be nice to situate her on a branch and take pictures. but what he hadn't considered was that she wasn't his little kid anymore—she could hop and climb as well as any cat could. get stuck in a tree, too—just as well as any cat could.

he's nonplussed, considering the situation, standing with his arms crossed and frowning up on her as she yowls. even with his generous height, she'd managed to get herself up where he couldn't reach her. he's above climbing up the tree like a fool—he'd rather call the police, if it came to that.

"kiwi-ah," he calls, tone as if he's talking to a damn human being. "it's getting late. we have to go home."

he wonders for a moment if he should go hunt down some food. that's never failed to get her where he's needed her to go. or maybe find someone to climb up for him. it's not like he's strapped for cash—he can pay a hitman to climb up and get her.

he scans around for any new ideas. his eyes fall on a fellow idol. even better. he won't hit headlines for his parasocial fans to swoon about how soft he is with kittens. and he realizes it's another male idol. the remedy leader, if he recalls—he hasn't spoken much with any remedy member, really. that's better, too. he's already in a bit of hot water for taking byeol out to dinner in manila and almost landing himself in a dating scandal with his own ex.

he puts on a smile, the best in the itinerary he has for his charming, idol self, and flags him down. he barely bothers with pleasantries—he wants kiwi down from there now, so he's a little rushed as he says,