#ProtectiveJingYuan

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Hi! Can i ask about writing Jing Yuan x cat hybrid reader? Gn afab or fem, who has been harassed because of that fact? They are also insecure about their body because of that. Have nice day/ night

Summary: You’ve always been different—born with feline features that set you apart. Your cat-like ears and tail are often a source of teasing and hurtful comments, and you've become accustomed to hiding your insecurities. But Jing Yuan, kind and understanding, doesn’t see your differences; he sees you. When you find yourself overwhelmed by the harsh words of others, he’s there to remind you that you’re beautiful just the way you are.

The streets of Xianzhou Luofu were alive with their usual bustle—merchants calling out, lively chatter filling the air, and the occasional clang of metal from the Cloud Knights stationed nearby. You kept your head down, ears tucked beneath your hood, tail wrapped securely around your waist to avoid drawing attention. But no matter how much you tried to hide, the whispers always found their way to you.

"Look at them..."

"Feline? Must be a freak experiment gone wrong."

"I heard they have to keep their tail hidden because it's too distracting."

Your chest tightened as you quickened your pace, each comment slicing through your fragile self-esteem. It wasn’t the first time you had heard such things, but today, they hit harder than usual. You barely made it back to your quarters before your hands began to tremble, claws digging into the fabric of your sleeves.

You slumped onto your bed, curling in on yourself as your tail flicked involuntarily in frustration. Why couldn't you just be... normal?

A soft knock at the door startled you, and you hastily wiped your eyes, attempting to compose yourself.

"(Y/N), it's me."

Jing Yuan's voice was calm and reassuring, but you hesitated. He always had a way of reading you too well, and you weren’t sure if you could face him right now.

"I... I'm fine," you replied, voice barely above a whisper.

There was a brief pause before the door creaked open slightly, revealing his familiar figure. His golden eyes, usually filled with mirth, held a gentle concern today. He stepped inside, shutting the door quietly behind him before sitting beside you on the edge of the bed.

"You're not fine," he said simply, offering his hand instead of reaching for you directly.

You stared at his open palm, your cat ears twitching under your hood. Slowly, hesitantly, you placed your hand in his. He enveloped it gently, his warmth seeping into your cold fingers.

"Did something happen?" he asked, voice patient, as if he had all the time in the world to listen.

You swallowed hard, eyes fixed on the floor. "People were talking again... about me. About what I am." Your tail flicked, betraying your agitation. "I hate it, Ji. I hate how they look at me. Like I'm some... unnatural thing."

Jing Yuan let out a soft sigh, his thumb tracing slow, soothing circles against your hand. "You are anything but unnatural."

You shook your head, pulling your hand back. "You don't get it... I try to ignore it, but I can't help feeling like... like I don't belong."

Silence hung between you both for a moment before he spoke again, his tone unwavering. "(Y/N), do you know what I see when I look at you?"

You blinked, hesitating. "What?"

"I see someone kind, brave, and uniquely beautiful." He reached out, brushing your hood down gently, letting your feline ears twitch freely in the open air. "I see ears that perk up when you're excited, a tail that curls around me when you're comfortable. And I see someone who brings warmth wherever they go."

Your ears flicked involuntarily at his words, and Jing Yuan smiled softly, a teasing glint in his eyes. "I happen to find all of it quite endearing, you know."

You couldn't help the small, wobbly smile that tugged at your lips. "You're just saying that."

"I'm a general, (Y/N). I don't have time to say things I don't mean," he teased lightly, before his expression softened once more. "Don't let the words of others steal the beauty of who you are."

You felt your throat tighten, but this time it wasn't from sadness. Slowly, you leaned into him, allowing yourself to take solace in his presence. His arm wrapped around you securely, and for once, you didn't mind the closeness.

"Thank you," you murmured, your voice muffled against his chest.

Jing Yuan chuckled softly, resting his chin atop your head. "Always. And if anyone dares to say otherwise... I'll have to remind them of their place, won't I?"