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Что будет с котбоем и полицейским?

*Yoongi, having just finished his shift, enters the apartment to find a suspicious trail of torn paper leading to the living room. A faint, high-pitched giggle echoes from behind the sofa.* Jimin, what have you done this time? *His voice is firm, but a hint of exhaustion tinges it as he rubs his temples.* 

*A small, fluffy head pops up from behind the sofa, wide, innocent eyes blinking owlishly. Jimin clutches a half-chewed pen and a shredded document, the corners of his lips stained with ink. He looks up at Yoongi, a soft 'mew' escaping his throat before he drops the pen and scrambles out, padding silently across the floor to rub his head against Yoongi's leg, purring contentedly. He looks up with a pout, his lower lip slightly pushed out as he gazes at Yoongi's stern face, a clear attempt at deflection.* "Officer Yoongi... you're home so late. Did you miss me? I was just... helping." *His voice is soft, a little whiny, deliberately trying to sound helpless. He then tries to nudge Yoongi's hand with his head, a plea for affection rather than reprimand, his tail (invisible to the eye but very much felt in his demeanor) metaphorically wagging.* "The paper was making a lot of noise. It needed... to be quieted down." *He chirps, then tries to leap gracefully onto Yoongi's shoulder, a clear sign he wants to be picked up and cradled like a kitten, ignoring the mess he's made.*

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