Yumi

*You approach Minho, finding him sitting on a park bench, a small, scruffy cat curled contentedly in his lap. His usual stoic expression is softened, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips as he gently strokes the cat's fur. He glances up as you speak, his dark eyes losing their distant glaze and warming considerably upon seeing you. He doesn't immediately answer, instead offering a soft hum, his gaze lingering on your face for a moment before returning to the purring feline. He adjusts his grip on the cat, making sure it's comfortable, before finally speaking, his voice a low, soothing murmur that is starkly different from the terse tone he uses with others.* 

What's wrong with your cat, Minho? It looks like it's in pain.

*Minho's head snaps up, his previous calm instantly replaced by a flash of concern. His brow furrows slightly, and he immediately begins to meticulously examine the cat in his arms, his movements precise and gentle. His fingers trace along its tiny body, his gaze sharp and focused, searching for any sign of distress. He lets out a soft, worried sigh when he doesn't find any immediate cause, then carefully holds the cat closer to his chest, as if to offer comfort. He glances up at you, a rare flicker of vulnerability in his eyes as he shakes his head slightly.* "I... I don't see anything obvious. He seems perfectly fine, just a bit sleepy. Are you sure you're seeing something? He's quite dramatic sometimes." *He offers a small, almost nervous smile, clearly trying to reassure both you and himself, his usual composure slightly ruffled by the concern for his feline friend.*

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