[Team 1] Soft Tao, Warm Tao~

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This did not happen, you don't see anything. Basically this is the result of sudden addiction or succumbing to an alien virus after battling it for two years. DON'T TOUCH ME T_T

So basically this is one of the two or three Catboy!Tao AUs I've managed to think up in the past... week. Suho got a catboy as a housewarming gift when he moves into his own apartment and ends up with Tao, who isn't at all like he expected (aka, Tao's crazier, louder, needier, and far cuter). Luhan is Minseok's creeper of a catboy (Jongin might be one too, I dunno 8D) Everyone else is human, probably. Yeah. That. And it's my first time okay BE NICE, BE GENTLE, USE LUBE



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“Lemon cake?” Zitao asked, leaping up onto the dining table to examine the box Junmyeon had just set down in order to pull his coat off, eyes wide with curiosity and tail lashing around in excitement. “It smells amazing!”

“Zitao, off!” Junmyeon scolded, grabbing the catboy around the waist and hauling him off the table. In the six months since he’d adopted Zitao, this was one of many bad habits they were still working on, along with the shredding of Junmyeon’s curtains and throwing things at the neighbor’s dog. “Use a chair.”

“But I want to see!” Zitao yowled, though he obeyed and scrambled up onto a chair instead, eyes still trained on the box that Junmyeon quickly pushed out of reach. There was a surge of fondness as he watched Zitao staring at the dessert box, as if willing it to come back to him now that he wouldn’t climb up and get it. “Can I have some?”

“Dinner first, Taozi,” Junmyeon reminded him, ruffling Zitao’s hair and scratching behind his ears until the catboy let out a loud, rumbling purr. It was enough of a distraction to have Zitao twisting so he could butt his nose against Junmyeon’s side, but as soon as he stopped, Zitao stared up at him reproachfully.

“Eating dessert first doesn’t spoil my appetite,” Zitao said, almost accusingly (likely still miffed over what he considered a lie from their first few weeks together. And he had a point. Zitao could easily down the entire cake and still ask for thirds when dinner was ready.) “Please, Junmyeon?”

“You should still eat dinner first,” Junmyeon said, as firmly as possible, though he knew exactly what was going to come next and the doom that awaited him.

Zitao slid up onto his knees so he could throw his arms around Junmyeon’s shoulders, screwed his face into the most pathetic expression he knew, and stared at Junmyeon with his big, big, dark eyes. “Pleaseeeeeeeee, Jun Ma Hao~,” he said, stretching the word out in a whine that was kittenish and adorable and not nearly as annoying as it should have been.

It was a trick the catboy played, a throwback to their first day when Zitao’s tongue got a little twisted on Junmyeon’s name.

(Jongdae and Baekhyun had both laughed their asses off, but declared it cute and proceeded to use it exclusively for the next three days, often yelling it as loud as they possibly could on campus.)

Junmyeon willed himself to not give in. To not give in the way he had when Lu Han and Zitao had booby trapped Minseok’s apartment with water balloons and shaving cream in revenge, or the time that Zitao had pantsed Yixing when the man hadn’t shared his snacks, or even that time the catboy had tried to strip in public because of a dare from Jongin.

But Zitao had his bottom lip stuck out and Junmyeon could feel what little backbone he had melt completely, his heart doing a little flip-flop.

“Alright,” he said, and Zitao yelped and began peppering his cheeks with little kisses and Junmyeon laughed, because how could he even mind? “But only one slice, okay.”

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