It was still pretty hard to believe to have a catboy running around the mansion and spent most of his time cuddling on the couch with Taemin—watching a series of Tom and Jerry and he couldn't perceive why Taemin told him that the catboy was for him when he was actually having the cute boy all for himself.

Plus, he wasn't given a chance to get closer or get to know the catboy better. All that he could think of was his brother a selfish jerk who would want the cute boy alone and did not want Kai to snatch the boy away from him.

Sehun should have been in his arms, not Taemin.

It had been a week and Kai hadn't had a chance to talk to Sehun alone but he swore that he was going to snatch the boy away from Taemin's arms tonight.

Gladly, and much to his content, Taemin was out to Krystal's place this evening even before the night peeked in and he was much more contented when he found Sehun lying on his bed. It was quite confusing to see the catboy be in his bed as Sehun seemed to be afraid of him before yet he didn't want to really think of how they hadn't really spoken to one another right then.

Heart beat racing—and his wobbly legs seemed to stop him from stepping further inside his bedroom and he had to restraint himself from falling unconsciously down the floor when he heard him purring out of the blue in his bed.

The thought of greeting Sehun with a pet name seemed to be swept off by the wind when the catboy suddenly sat up straight in his bed only to look at him with adorable puppy eyes. His brown orbs seemed to be larger than usual and Kai had to pull himself together then gulped the lump in his throat nervously. God was