Title: The Keeper
Title: The Keeper
Pairings: Sunggyu/Woohyun, Myungsoo/Sungyeol, Hoya/Sungjong (friends), Hoya/Dongwoo. Practically an OT7 fic tbh
Rating: G
Comments: will be much appreciated
A/N: This is what 5 cups of coffee and chatting with my fellow infinite friend does. It's my first ever fanfic, and I sound like I'm smoking crack.
Summary: They're all animals and one of them is the most manly zookeeper ever (guess who).
7am
He whistles a happy tune, prancing about his office as he busies himself with preparations before swarms of visitors eager to see the largest animal exhibition in the country arrived. Not that he'd ever admit to dancing; he was quite certain that it was not considered macho behaviour. And who could possibly be more macho than him, king of all the animals, ruler of all beasts, master of--"zookeeper, you're a ZOOKEEPER so stop daydreaming please" his boss interrupts him with a patient sigh, accustomed to his delusions of grandeur.
Scowling (and definitely not pouting because he IS still manly after all), he heads out to begin his daily rounds.
8am
He hears them before he sees them: a high pitch squeak of dismay followed by the scampering of eager feet. Not in the least bothered by the cries of the distressed animal, he hums while searching for the key, standing beneath a sign that reads "Infinite zoo's Tom and Jerry". Just like the proverbial cat and mouse, he muses (pausing to assure himself that musing was a decidedly macho action), swinging the gate open to see a caramel ball of fur whizzing past him followed closely by a hyperactive puppy on steroids.
"Nam, you can keep chasing hamstergyu or you can have breakfast, it's up to you." He says without even looking at the pair.
Almost instantaneously, the caramel fur ball rolls to a stop in front of him, saliva trickling down his puffy cheeks at the mention of "breakfast". Allowing a brief chuckle to escape, he continues scooping their breakfast rations into two bowls, as he feels a warm body crash to a halt beside him and a pair of impatient eyes glaring at him. He rolls his eyes, scratching the whining puppy beside him. "Sorry nam. Next to food, your chances of winning gyu's affections are practically non-existent. Even without food as your competition, I'm not quite sure if you'd--OUCH LET GO OF ME YOU LOVESICK PUPPY!"
Mumbling and grumbling about animals that underestimate their own strength, he runs out (in the most non-cowardly manner of course) locking the gate safely. Once sure he's out of harm's way, he allows himself to smile at the pair; the hamster's tiny eyes shutting out everything except his precious sunflower seeds even as the puppy nudges him incessantly while whining for attention.
(He swears he saw the pup throw a few hearts, but fantasies are not a manly thing so he shakes the thought away.)
9am
Bypassing the tortoises, peacocks and pandas, he heads to the enclosure nicknamed the "three musketeers". He's never heard of a themed zoo before, but it pays him well so he doesn't complain. His boss must be nuts though, he thinks to himself. There's no other reason for an owl, a kitten and a lion to be placed in the same area.
He ignores the two bodies entangled on the floor in a mess of feathers and fur, although some days he wonders why the owl would fuse himself with the kitten when it could be soaring and flying above the trees.
"Breakfast guys, take it or leave it." he calls.
He watches as two paws extend lazily to grab the food he laid out. Tilting his head, he tries to figure out where the owl ends and the kitten begins but ultimately gives up. The kitten eats enough for the two of them anyway.
He glances over at the lion resting a short distance away, watching over the two with a disdainful gaze, maintaining his haughty, regal pose. Smiling, he walks over to stroke the well-kept mane. He's pretty sure he's the only keeper allowed to do this; he is, after all, the lion's favourite keeper. As he feeds the large cat, he thinks he sees an eyeroll but is sure he must be mistaken since he knows the lion has nothing but respect for him.
(He's pretty sure he didn't hear the snort of derision either.)
10am
He thinks he's finally completed the morning rounds when he chances upon a new enclosure, a stone's throw away from the trio's cage.
Slightly confused, since no one mentioned anything, he pushes the gate, finding it unlocked as he steps inside. The ground is covered with the softest, fluffiest feathers he has ever seen. He picks one up, amazed at the silky feeling that greet his fingers. Glancing around to make sure nobody was watching him being unmanly, he was just about to fling his body on the soft downy bed when a shining oval-shaped object caught his eyes.
He felt a pull in his chest as he stumbled in that general direction. The egg glistened in the sunlight and he thought he heard it calling his name.
"Howonnieeeeeee, come play with me!" Followed by a burst of laughter that was melodic and soft and reminded him of the tiny cherub statues he used to crush on as a child before being disappointed that they weren't alive.
Unconsciously, he reached out his hand for a touch, only to jump back in horror as he saw the beginnings of a crack ripping through the shell. He could only stand frozen as the egg broke apart, revealing the most magnificent creature Howon had ever seen in his life.
He thinks he is in love.
Wide-eyed in awe, he stares at the stretching dinosaur who pulled himself upright and gave Howon a gummy smile that makes the dino eyes with the gorgeous lashes disappear.
Howon thinks that if this is not love, he'd rather have this.
He hears the melodic laughter again tinkling like bells, as he clumsily reaches out to stroke the dinosaur's skin and is surprised that it's even softer and silkier than the feathers surrounding the both of them. Briefly he wonders if he died and went to heaven, but figures that he wouldn't mind living in the presence of such a majestic creature for the rest of eternity.
In the distance, he thinks he sees the lion smirking at him, but his eyes are captivated by his smiling angel (because it's definitely normal to claim possessive ownership of a newborn animal but he knows his love is pure dammit) to be bothered by judgemental animals.
Pairings: Sunggyu/Woohyun, Myungsoo/Sungyeol, Hoya/Sungjong (friends), Hoya/Dongwoo. Practically an OT7 fic tbh
Rating: G
Comments: will be much appreciated
A/N: This is what 5 cups of coffee and chatting with my fellow infinite friend does. It's my first ever fanfic, and I sound like I'm smoking crack.
Summary: They're all animals and one of them is the most manly zookeeper ever (guess who).
7am
He whistles a happy tune, prancing about his office as he busies himself with preparations before swarms of visitors eager to see the largest animal exhibition in the country arrived. Not that he'd ever admit to dancing; he was quite certain that it was not considered macho behaviour. And who could possibly be more macho than him, king of all the animals, ruler of all beasts, master of--"zookeeper, you're a ZOOKEEPER so stop daydreaming please" his boss interrupts him with a patient sigh, accustomed to his delusions of grandeur.
Scowling (and definitely not pouting because he IS still manly after all), he heads out to begin his daily rounds.
8am
He hears them before he sees them: a high pitch squeak of dismay followed by the scampering of eager feet. Not in the least bothered by the cries of the distressed animal, he hums while searching for the key, standing beneath a sign that reads "Infinite zoo's Tom and Jerry". Just like the proverbial cat and mouse, he muses (pausing to assure himself that musing was a decidedly macho action), swinging the gate open to see a caramel ball of fur whizzing past him followed closely by a hyperactive puppy on steroids.
"Nam, you can keep chasing hamstergyu or you can have breakfast, it's up to you." He says without even looking at the pair.
Almost instantaneously, the caramel fur ball rolls to a stop in front of him, saliva trickling down his puffy cheeks at the mention of "breakfast". Allowing a brief chuckle to escape, he continues scooping their breakfast rations into two bowls, as he feels a warm body crash to a halt beside him and a pair of impatient eyes glaring at him. He rolls his eyes, scratching the whining puppy beside him. "Sorry nam. Next to food, your chances of winning gyu's affections are practically non-existent. Even without food as your competition, I'm not quite sure if you'd--OUCH LET GO OF ME YOU LOVESICK PUPPY!"
Mumbling and grumbling about animals that underestimate their own strength, he runs out (in the most non-cowardly manner of course) locking the gate safely. Once sure he's out of harm's way, he allows himself to smile at the pair; the hamster's tiny eyes shutting out everything except his precious sunflower seeds even as the puppy nudges him incessantly while whining for attention.
(He swears he saw the pup throw a few hearts, but fantasies are not a manly thing so he shakes the thought away.)
9am
Bypassing the tortoises, peacocks and pandas, he heads to the enclosure nicknamed the "three musketeers". He's never heard of a themed zoo before, but it pays him well so he doesn't complain. His boss must be nuts though, he thinks to himself. There's no other reason for an owl, a kitten and a lion to be placed in the same area.
He ignores the two bodies entangled on the floor in a mess of feathers and fur, although some days he wonders why the owl would fuse himself with the kitten when it could be soaring and flying above the trees.
"Breakfast guys, take it or leave it." he calls.
He watches as two paws extend lazily to grab the food he laid out. Tilting his head, he tries to figure out where the owl ends and the kitten begins but ultimately gives up. The kitten eats enough for the two of them anyway.
He glances over at the lion resting a short distance away, watching over the two with a disdainful gaze, maintaining his haughty, regal pose. Smiling, he walks over to stroke the well-kept mane. He's pretty sure he's the only keeper allowed to do this; he is, after all, the lion's favourite keeper. As he feeds the large cat, he thinks he sees an eyeroll but is sure he must be mistaken since he knows the lion has nothing but respect for him.
(He's pretty sure he didn't hear the snort of derision either.)
10am
He thinks he's finally completed the morning rounds when he chances upon a new enclosure, a stone's throw away from the trio's cage.
Slightly confused, since no one mentioned anything, he pushes the gate, finding it unlocked as he steps inside. The ground is covered with the softest, fluffiest feathers he has ever seen. He picks one up, amazed at the silky feeling that greet his fingers. Glancing around to make sure nobody was watching him being unmanly, he was just about to fling his body on the soft downy bed when a shining oval-shaped object caught his eyes.
He felt a pull in his chest as he stumbled in that general direction. The egg glistened in the sunlight and he thought he heard it calling his name.
"Howonnieeeeeee, come play with me!" Followed by a burst of laughter that was melodic and soft and reminded him of the tiny cherub statues he used to crush on as a child before being disappointed that they weren't alive.
Unconsciously, he reached out his hand for a touch, only to jump back in horror as he saw the beginnings of a crack ripping through the shell. He could only stand frozen as the egg broke apart, revealing the most magnificent creature Howon had ever seen in his life.
He thinks he is in love.
Wide-eyed in awe, he stares at the stretching dinosaur who pulled himself upright and gave Howon a gummy smile that makes the dino eyes with the gorgeous lashes disappear.
Howon thinks that if this is not love, he'd rather have this.
He hears the melodic laughter again tinkling like bells, as he clumsily reaches out to stroke the dinosaur's skin and is surprised that it's even softer and silkier than the feathers surrounding the both of them. Briefly he wonders if he died and went to heaven, but figures that he wouldn't mind living in the presence of such a majestic creature for the rest of eternity.
In the distance, he thinks he sees the lion smirking at him, but his eyes are captivated by his smiling angel (because it's definitely normal to claim possessive ownership of a newborn animal but he knows his love is pure dammit) to be bothered by judgemental animals.