The sunshine lightened up the whole room. Yongguk grabbed something nearby his hand on the bed to cover his face but he touched something fluffy instead. It was warm, not that his stuff tiger could be this warm. Yongguk narrowed his eye brows with eyes still closed when he felt something beat against his palm. Then he immediately opened his sleepy eyes, sat up on bed just to see the kitty was sleeping next to him. Yongguk scratched his head yawning and got up from bed heading to bathroom to do his daily morning routine, thinking that he might hadn’t closed his door last night that why the kitty could go in.

He was humming random melody on the way back to his bedroom to get dress. He wrapped only a piece of towel around his waist with his upper body remained . He dug into his messy wardrobe. “Where is my grey hoodie?” he said to himself while fumbled through it. He went out to see his beloved grey hoodie with some random picture on it was already lying on the full laundry basket. He was so busy these days with his work to even stay at the company several days without coming back home. No wonder that he hadn’t washed his clothed for nearly two weeks. So he went back to the wardrobe to pick out a long-sleeve plaid blue polo shirt. It looked clean though, so without hesitant he wore it, rolling the sleeves up so it wouldn’t look so ugly with his soldier shorts. He was sure that his band mate would laugh their off at this fashionable combination.

His kitty already woke up and stayed still on the bed watching her master’s messy and bitter life for living alone. Fortunately his made her morning. He turned around and said good morning to her. “I think I should get you a name, hmm…. how about Tiger?” He laughed out clapping his hands. Then he patted her “Come on down we need to get breakfast.” The kitty gave him a dead glare but still jumping off the bed because she needed breakfast too.

He looked through the fridge, there were some toast left along with a bottle of milk, luckily the date on the bottle didn’t expire. So I was a lucky one out this world that nearly going to suffer from diarrhea last night then, the kitty thought. Yongguk took out a toast from the package and took a bite with one hand was pouring a cup of milk for himself and a plate for Tiger. Yes Tiger. He named her without caring that she was a female cat. “Do you need some toast too?” He asked then tore the bread into small pieces into Tiger’s plate. She refused it by waving her claw toward his hand to nearly touch his skin, but he shrunk back quickly. “So you don’t like it. Don’t blame me if I eat them all.” He childishly stuck his tough out at her.

He finished his European meal, grabbing his stuff and head outside, but didn’t forget to pour some more milk for her just in case he didn’t come back during lunch time.