#the coon x reader

[local-new-kid-super]

Raccoon/Eric Cartman x Hero!New Kid

"Power couple"

Featuring: Eric Cartman, the New Kid, and guest star Liane Cartman!

Warnings: Coerced relationship, I guess abuse of power if you read into it, but no one takes The Raccoon seriously so I wouldn't take it to seriously, New Kid.

Synopsis: Leader of the Raccoon and Friends franchise, The Raccoon, has called you on your comm (home phone) to tell you of a super last minute meeting. However, it's quickly becomes obvious he's only invited you, and not because of an 'emergency'.

A/N: I'm back!

"Ah, New Kid. About time, please take a seat at my impressive new table set up." Eric Cartman, donned in Raccoon garb, motions to the second folding table he managed to get into his mom's basement. Admittedly, two tables is more.impressive than one, but you can't help but feel like the Freedom Pals probably have a nicer set up as far as a meeting table. "Hey! I said sit down, god, are you fucking deaf?" He kicks the metal chair next to him, and you take a seat awkwardly. Even with no one else around, he insists at sitting at the head of the table.

"Where is everyone?" You ask, adjusting your hero mask as you glance around the empty cave/basement. "I mean, didn't you comm for an emergency meeting?"

"Not quite, New Kid. I'm afraid this was a ruse." He puts a clawed glove to his mask, grinning smugly. "Thats right, this is a private meeting with the Raccoon himself, I'm sure you're honored but hold your thanks." You roll your eyes and remain silent.

He suddenly grows serious, folding his hands to intertwine while his lowers his brows. His elbows rest on the table, the air thick with tension. "However, this is still an emergency. The Freedom Pals have been real dickbags lately, New Kid. As I'm sure you've noticed, they recently got some decent coverage in the 'South Park Times' for finding that missing kindergartener in the park. It's stupid, of course, kid wasn't even kidnapped. Just wandered off like a fucking idiot-" He slams his hand on the table, but then takes a breath. "But, that's only part of why we're here. We need big moves, New Kid. Big changes."

Hopping from the creaky metal chair and hitting the floor with a 'thud', he grabs a rolled up piece of poster paper from a nearby cabinet, which you know to be his franchise plan. Unraveling it, it's filled with a web of movies and shows, including 'The Raccoon and Friends Civil war', 'Rise of Chaos', and 'Fastpass: a new beginning.' "So, what are you thinking?" You ask, leaning forward to look at the well crafted board. "Another miniseries, or maybe a Civil war? You seem to really like the block busters."

"I admire the tenacity, New Kid. Your drive to make the franchise a shitload of money is one of the reasons you're perfect for the team, but those ideas-" He leans in, hand dramatically over his heart like he's feigning pity. "Are fucking stupid. Stop talking and listen to the genius plan I've already concocted." You just sigh, frown spreading as you lean back. Your chair makes a squeak, heavy with your now relaxed posture of nonchalance.

"A power couple. All great franchises have them." He grabs a few poorly but out comic panels from his pocket, crumpled and stained with what looks like 'Cheesy Poof' dust. You wince in disgust. "Batman and Catwoman." He holds up a panel. "Superman and Lois Lane," Another. "Aquaman and fish-"

"What?" You cut him off. "Aquaman isn't in love with fish, he's just from Atlantis?" You tilt your head in confusion.

"What? Obviously he's fucking the fish, he can talk to them." He scoffs. "What normal guy who can talk to fish, and spends all his time with fish, and has no women in his comics, wouldn't be with a fish. A gay fucking fish and Aquaman." He says this heinous stuff as if it's the most reasonable thing in the world. "Just stop interrupting, New Kid. I pay you for hero work-"

"You don't pay me-"

"SHUT up! Jesus christ, its like having Kyle in the cave god-" he rubs his forehead, then takes another dramatic, calming breath. "What I'm saying is, Power couples. We need one. And i have run all the numbers." He makes some fake bleeps and bloops at the cardboard super computer with his Toshiba Handi-book taped on. "Compatibaility wise, you and me are the perfect match. See, I'm the leader, and you're the new kid. It would bring more attention to your pwrsona while keeping me at the front." He turns back to you as he clicks off the Handi-book. "I'm sure you're thrilled, I'm an absolute stud." He pouts out his lips in an attempt to make you more... enticed?

"What? Cartman, no, I'm not gonna date you!" You exclaim, pushing your chair back a bit. "You're like, a dick all the time! To everyone."

He seems genuinely shocked you're turning him down, immediately flying into a typical Cartman tantrum. "What? I speak the truth, what happened to free fucking speech!" He rants. "And you've been given a lot of special treatment, by the way. I let you multi-class, I gave the the number for the direct line to the Raccoon cave!"

"You use it to send me pics of you that you think made you 'look ripped'. Is this actually about the franchise, or have you been trying to hit on me for a while?"

"If anything, you're crushing on me!" He sputters, pointing an accusatory finger at you. "I mean, you're the one who likes all of my totally ripped pics. That's creepy. And you're drinking from a bottle with my face on it." He points to the 'officially' licenesed Racoon and friends bottle.

"You gave these to everyone-"

"Just say yes!" He sputter, his face actually a bit red, though you're sure part of that is from anger. Cartman doesn't beg, he manipulates, so to see him actually want something he can't have is amusing. "Just- just say yes, and we'll make a ton of money, and everyone will want to know all about our relationship. We can be on magazines, and I'll even take you on one monthly sponsored Raccoon and Friends trip to Casa Bonita. How's that sound?"

"No."

"What the FUCK? What's wrong with that, it's Casa Bonita?!"

"That sounds like a date." You argue. "Why can't you date one of the other heroes for your power couple?"

"I'm not gonna be with Fastpass, I hate comedians. Kyle's a Jew, gross, Clydes a crybaby bitch, and Craig is actually gay which would make it weird. I'm not asking that much, we pose for pictures, say we're dating, and get famous!" He exclaims, fists balled up as he glances away for a second. "... and hold hands in school all the time in front of the guys." He mumbles under his breath.

"What?"

"What?" He responds. "First your deaf, now you're hearing things. Look, I offered to be nice, but now you're pissing me off, New Kid. We date, or you're out of the franchise. Clearly you're not as dedicated as I thought you were if you can't see the financial genius behind this plan." He tilts his chin up, posing with nonchalance in an attempt to feel like he has the upper hand. "And if you're not a hero, you're a villain. You really want to make me have the team kick your ass? You wanna be all chummy with Chaos, cause that's what's gonna happen."

You frown, suddenly feeling discomfort creep up your spine, the basement/Raccoon cave feeling more claustrophobic suddenly. You heard Cartman has done some awful things, but he's always laid off of you for the most part. You guess his apparent crush must've been why. You just moved here. You need friends, your home life is shitty. You can't risk pissing him off and losing the little hero team you actually like being on despite it all. "Fine." You mumble. "Okay, you win."

He perks up, throwing a free arm over your shoulder. "Great! I knew you'd see it my way, New Kid. Come on, we'll take some photos for press releases, I'm sure they'll be calling soon, then hit the town. Get some Ice Cream and flex our power-couple status." He immediately grabs your hand, but not in a way that reads as particularly affectionate, more possessive. Its an iron grip, and the slight claws of his gloves leave little red marks on your palm. You just sigh.

"Hey meeeeeehm!" He yells up the stairs. "I need some money!"

"What for, pookums?" Liane calls down, chipper as ever from her spot upstairs.

"I'm in a power couple mehm, god!" He groans. "Just bring down some money, were going out! And take some photos to Staples and have them make copies!" He screeches, urning back to you and shaking his head. "Fucking bitch..."

Meanwhile, upstairs, Liane sigs for some money from her purse. "Hmm hmm hmm, how nice! I'm so glad Eric asked out his little friend!" She hums to herself. "I told him to go for it, and he did! I'm rubbing off on my little Eric!"

[percabething]

when the fandom is so small that everybody knows everybody

[shroompette]

Maine Coon Cat!König living alone in his den, generally unbothered until Bunny!Reader shows up during a storm, seeking shelter under the overhang of his home. Wet, cold and with an injured leg, König takes pity on her and brings her inside.

MCCat!König who doesn't really have many veggies lying around, but he does have some fruit. He watches Bunny!Reader's cheeks grow chubby as she stuffs them with bananas and canned nectarines. Poor thing, she must have been starved. He gives her a can of strawberries as well, which she neatly tucks away in her raincoat. He does not question her about it.

MCCat!König who, after he feeds Bunny!Reader, carefully rolls up the fabric of her pants to inspect and disinfect the nasty cut on her calf, taking the opportunity to give a closer look to her as a whole. He finds himself enchanted with the long, fluffy ears that droop around the sides of her head. Even wet, they still look enticing, cotton-soft and he wants to brush them, rub his cheeks against them, kiss them, pull them, bite them-

MCCat!König who manages to make Bunny!Reader a little nest to sleep in out of spare pillows and blankets, the crackle of the flames dancing in the fireplace lulling her to sleep. He watches her for a while and nearly purrs with delight when she rolls over in her sleep and reveals the round little scut that he'd like to use as a stress ball.

MCCat!König whose big ears twitch as he hears the sound of his front door opening in the morning, knowing Bunny!Reader must have slipped out into the woods again and it makes his heart pang just a little before he resumes his everyday life.

MCCat!König who is absolutely flabbergasted when a week passes and there's a knock on his door behind which stands Bunny!Reader and her three little buns. Without a word, she ushers them inside before disappearing into the woods. He isn't sure what to do. He has half a mind to run after her, but he fears leaving the buns alone would give them an opportunity to cause mischief and he'd rather not come back and find his den on fire. He stays, letting them sit in his big lap and play with his tail that sometimes tickles them on their twitchy little noses, so similar to their mother's. They're very messy eaters too - they seem to love strawberries, little fingers and cheeks sticky with their juice.

MCCat!König who is equally relieved and enraged when Bunny!Reader finally shows up hours later with a satchel of herbs and veggies for her babies who are currently bundled up in the nest he reassembled. He is about to tell her off, inform her that he isn't a babysitter when she stands on her tiptoes and nuzzles his nose ever so gently, difusing his anger completely. He barely blinks before she's off to check on her buns, satisfied with the state she finds them in - alive, with full bellies and sleeping.

MCCat!König who slowly gets used to Bunny!Reader dropping off her kids at his doorstep and watching them for a day or two before she comes back and expresses her gratitude via soft gesture such as nuzzle or a cheek kiss.

MCCat!König who sometimes makes Bunny!Reader stay in the den with the buns to go on a veggie/herb hunt himself, just so she can spend some quality time with them. He can not pinpoint the exact moment he became so whipped for her.

MCCat!König who starts leaving the nest out permanently because he knows Bunny!Reader won't stop coming around and neither will her buns anytime soon (he'd miss them greatly if they did).

MCCat!König who lets Bunny!Reader sleep in the spare cot (that he built just for her) in his room until she decides one night that sleeping beside him would be more comfortable. He does not try to object this in the slightest, not when he can finally feel her fluffy ears against his face.

MCCat!König who regularly grooms the buns' hair and furry ears and Bunny!Reader's as well with his coarse tongue, thinking he's displaying dominance over her. He has no idea she thinks she is the one in charge by letting him groom her.

MCCat!König who's suddenly not alone anymore. The quiet days of his den are over as it's now filled with laughter and chattering of the three little buns who have began to call him "Papa". He never knew two simple syllables could bring him so much joy...and then there's Bunny!Reader, with her genius manipulative tactics that involve licks, kisses and adorable tiny stomps of her feet when she wants something done her way. He would not trade her for anything in the world.

MCCat!König who slowly starts thinking his den is too big for just the five of them...and that perhaps he and Bunny!Reader should start working on some kitten siblings for the buns.

masterlist • pt2

[truefant4sy]

sundress.

gif credit: samijey

warning: unprotected sex, daddy kink, floor sex and more nasty shit

as y/n waited backstage to see joshua after his rough match with ilja once he walked back stairs the medics wasted no time cleaning and bandaging his bloody ear. Once his eyes met hers, he wasted no time walking over to her "hey baby" he greeted her while serving what she was wearing before narrowing his eyes at her "you look cute" she looked down at her pale blue sundress that contrasted with her warm brown skin "thank you" she said giving him a shiny smile.

He reached his hand out "cmon i gotta go grab my stuff from my dressing room" she took his hand and stood up, his arm rested over her shoulder as her arm slid around his waist, once they reached the dressing room he quickly closed the door and locked it "you did really goo-" his hand was wrapped around her neck as he pulled her in for a sloppy kiss that put her into a daze "what was that for?" she asked licking her lips "you know why, walking around here lookin like that." he replied running his hands over his face "looking like what josh?" she asked knowing damn well what he meant. his eye twitched before he changed the subject.

"Can you grab my duffel bag ma?" she nodded and looked around to see the black bag sitting on the floor by the couch.

she bent over to pick it up feeling the breeze against her folds, she could hear him take a sharp deep breath "you just like fucking wit me huh?" he asked her as she turned around to hand him his bag the look on his face was making her wetter by the second "what did I do now?" she asked playing stupid "baby ima need you to stop playing wit me alright?" he grabbed the bag and tossed it back down before grabbing her by the waist and kissing her his hand going underneath her dress and gripping at the bare plump flesh of her ass making her softly groan into his mouth as he sucked on her tongue.

with one hand still on her ass the other hand snaked to the front and began rubbing at her moist clit making her legs weakly shake "ouu wait a minute" her hand wrapped around his wrist trying to move his skilled fingers off the puffy bundle of nerves "nah you wanna walk around here like that ion wanna hear you say shit."

she whined letting go of his wrist before snaking her arms around his neck once he dipped her fingers into her wetness he sighed "you always so wet for me baby" he said before fully sliding his thick middle finger into her tight puss he pumped his finger in and out slowly "fuckkkk" she grinded her hips down onto his finger as his pace started to quicken making her cover her mouth to keep from getting too loud "m'getting so close daddy" she moaned in his ear as he kissed her jaw and neck "yeah? cum on my finger ma I wanna taste it" he purred in her ear.

Once he said that she wasted no timing letting her orgasm go making her legs shake even more, making him have to wrap his arm around her waist to keep her up "oh my godd- shit" his hand was now covered in her sticky white nectar he pulled his finger out of her and went to taste it, he sucked on his finger "you taste so damn good I wantchu to taste this baby" she wrapped her brown lined lips around his finger and sucked the small bit left of her pleasure off of his finger before leaning back in to kiss him her manicured hand was now palming his dick thru the leather pants he had on making him groan "whatchu want baby? you gotta tell me" he spoke deeply his eyes on her hand that was rubbing at his hard dick "mm I want you to fuck me." she told him gripping his dick just to make him groan.

he scooped her up and tossed her on the couch her face towards the wall "tell me how bad you want this dick ma" his hand rubbing at her ass and back "I want it so bad daddy" she bucked her hips back arching her back making her perky ass perk out more "yeah?" she nodded quickly making him chuckle, he pulled his dick out rubbing at it in its full glory his pink tip dripping precum onto the caramel base.

he lifted her dress up above her titties he soon was rubbing the fat tip of dick all between her folds making the woman shiver "cmon daddy please" she begged him "shh I got you" once he pushed it in the both groaned in unison his strokes starting off slow before he quickened his pace making her get louder "fuckk daddy please don't stop please" she knew he couldn't stop but the thought of it was bringing tears to her brown eyes "I aint baby just throw that ass back on yo dick mama this all for you" he groaned grabbing at the back of her neck, she of course obliged and started to jerk her hips back onto him the sounds of their skin slapping getting louder "fuckkk mama just like thattt, who's pussy is this huh?" he asked her and when he got no reply he smacked her ass harshly "yoursss" she gripped at the back of the couch .

When he pulled out she turned her head around ready to talk shit but he quickly picked her and put her in front of the mirror that was on the wall next to the couch in his dressing room and onto the floor forcing her to be on all fours before he quickly slid his dick back in, he wrapped his tatted arm around her neck putting her into a chokehold and lifting half of her body up the angle of her thrust making her bite her plump bottom lip hard enough to draw blood "oh my goddd daddy I can't take it" she whined even though her actions didn't match her words at all with her hips still jerking back to meet his thrust "yes you can take this shit like a big girl I know you can" his face was close to the side of hers.

His other hand went down her body down to clit to start rubbing at it making her hips falter their movements and try to move away from his thrust all together "nah nah don't start that running shit baby" he warned her, as much as she wanted him to keep going she couldn't help but run his back shots were always lethal and every time she tried to run "mm i cant help it-" she cried out his fingers working at her clit faster "yes you can stop running from me baby" as he spoke everything went black as her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt the biggest wave of pleasure rush over her "oh my fucking goddd daddy im cumming im fucking cumming" her words falling out her mouth "that's right baby cum on yo dick this dick is all yours I promise mama shittt" his thrust got harder as he chased his own wave of pleasure "shit mama I'm boutta bust all up in this pretty pussy" his hips stopped and they both let out a loud moan as he filled her up with his cum.

"no more sundresses for a little bit ight?" he said jokingly as he pulled out "alright" she agreed pecking his cheek.

THE END

[4raykage]

@nirami-blogin

[jewbeloved]

Kind of a rant I guess? I'm kinda getting tired of having these fanfics that are probably written by 10-12 yrd olds pop up when I am searching for tfbw x reader.

I legit want to write my own tfbw x villain reader fanfic story so bad 😭 but I'm having a writers block. All of the other fanfics I have read are either boring or bad in general.

When it comes to superheroes and villains, I was never a fan of being a superhero because it's more interesting with being a villain.

Why do the authors keep making the reader act so damn dumb and weak in these stories??? That's mostly common in the female reader stories.

Don't get me started on the physical appearance they insert for the reader, I hate that sht with a passion because I want to imagine what my character is wearing without the author just randomly inserting whatever outfit I am wearing.

We are somehow more bad at hiding our identity than Butters....I'm gonna be honest, it would probably take the characters a week or more to figure out my identity since I would be good at hiding it.

I don't mind the random ability they give us as long as it makes sense with the story and not just pulled out of nowhere. Overpowered chars imo are overrated.

The author puts their oc into the story for what reason?? I always get thrown off every time a character that I do not recognize in is the story. I just click off the story immediately.

No shad to the people who write these stories, but it's pretty tiring on how I have to specify edit my searchings every time in order for me to find a fanfic that is actually enjoyable to read and I only found one so far.

So uhm...thanks for listening to my rant?

[corporatefrog]

╰┈➤ Welcome Back to the Channel part 9; who tf are you

✧.* featuring yn getting bugged by the coon, then yn bugging the coon

: ̗̀➛ notes - this is a scene from the original post about this au! i just loved the brick tweet and i needed an excuse to add it

tags - college au, superhero au, smau

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[chxcxlateghxst]

→ south park

↳ main four

↳ craig’s gang

↳ coon and friends

↳ the girls

↳ goth kids

↳ the little ones

↳ the older ones

↳ others

[local-new-kid-super]

Little things the Raccoon and Friends Squad do for a New Kid!Reader during and after a battle.

Raccoon:

☆ Shares food with you mid-battle, even his beloved honey-soaked sopapilla. He's pretty selfish on the field (as with everything else), so he doesn't share with anyone else. Expect the rest of the team to get pissy he's not sharing with them.

"Fatass, Captain Diabetes is literally collapsing, give him some fucking food!"

☆ Checks on you first after the battle, trying not to seem like he cares too much, but he's even willing to 'shed' his claws off for a moment because it's next to inpossible to bandage you up with them.

"The fuck?" He snaps, struggling to open up a band-aid pack with his sharp digits. "Fuckin' shitty Terrance and Phillip band-aids, these Canadians don't know anything about battle, New Kid."

Captain Diabetes:

☆ Stays right by your side, often in front of you. Most of his attacks are head-on, and he can take quite a few kid. Sweet Scott is more than willing to take a few hits for one of the few members of the franchise who are kind to him.

"Not to fear, new kid! No hits to tough for the power of diabetes!"

☆ Always asks for you to 'sidekick' for him. He loved being by your side when Cartman first had you partner up with him after joining the franchise. His desire to have a sidekick is a mix of it making him feel like a real, respected member of the franchise, and a slight fear if you hang out with the others, you'll realize he's kinda lame in comparison to guys like Raccoon, or heaven forbid you switch teams and meet Mysterion.

"New Kid, hey! Listen, if Raccoon assigns us partners today, will you be mine? I've even got some super snacks for us to share!"

Human Kite:

☆ Kite's always willing to provide aerial support, or pick you up to help you avoid an enemies attack. This of course pisses of Raccoon, who just gets laughed at when he takes a hit.

"Ey! Kite, you fucking traitor jew, save me! I'm the fucking leader!"

"Shut up, I couldn't lift your fatass if I wanted to! Hop on my back, New Kid."

"Ey!"

☆ He's got a bunch of little home remedies his mom gives him when he goes out to 'play', and even some packed food. After a battle, he's more than happy to plop down on the curb with you and laugh at Cartman crying post-battle.

"My mom made her special stew if you want some, it's cold as balls out here..."

Mosquito:

☆ To be honest, Mosquito can't do a whole lot to help himself, much less you, but he's gonna try and show off, just for you. Whether it means flying in and draining some enemy blood, or even taking a hit to the head because he's too busy flexing his barely visible arm muscles.

"Check it out, New Kid! I'm getting pretty ripped, bzz bzz!" He immediately gets clocked by an enemy, but please don't make fun of him crying 😥

☆ After battle, he's in charge of hydration, so he'll go around and hand out water bottles, and 'blood' for himself, which you've come to realize is kool-aid powder in sprite. He'll give you your water bottle, and hope you won't poke fun at his streaky tear marks and wobbling lip.

"H-heres a bottle, drink up for... for strength, bzz bzzzzzz." He's outright sobbing now.

Fastpass:

☆ Fastpass makes sure to crack extra jokes when you're hanging around, throwing away his respect for comedic timing to slip in a one-liner after every. Single. Hit.

"C-consider t-t-this ass-kicking e-expedited!"

"Did someone o-order t-this fist with s-s-same day delivery?"

☆ Fastpass is pretty much ready to take off after a successful fight, especially if it's the end of his patrol. Hop on his back, and he'll take you somewhere cooler than this storage facility you just whipped Prof. Chaos's ass in.

"L-lets go! I've g-got a coupon for City Wok, and I've got some post fight mu-mu-munchies!"

Super Craig:

☆ He's not really enthusiastic during battle, so if you get injured or knocked out, then he'll step in and fuck up the opposition. Otherwise, he's more than willing to ditch mid-battle and go doing something more interesting.

"This fucking sucks, new kid. Let's go get a slushy."

☆ He knows fighting can be pretty stressful from when he used to battle alongside Tweek, before the whole Freedom Pals incident, so he's happy to take you back to his house to distress with him and Stripe.

"Don't worry, Stripe. Me and the New Kid really showed those assholes not to mess with Raccoon and Friends. Now, give him a carrot new kid, he makes this real funny squeak..."

[shroompette]

pt2

Maine Coon Cat!König who isn't surprised, but is still ecstatic when Bunny!Reader wakes him up one day by whispering "I think I'm pregnant" in his fluffy ear during a lazy morning in bed. His eyes snap open immediately, fuzzy tail standing up in attention and back coiling with tension, as if trying to stop himself from pouncing on her immediately from sheer joy. "Say that again, bitte."

MCCat!König who smothers Bunny!Reader's face with kisses until she's giggling and playfully pushing him away, of course, to no avail. His kisses trail down her neck and to her not yet protruding tummy, nuzzling the soft skin there with reverence, even as she strokes his hair and reminds him their baby is barely the size of a bean right now. He doesn't care. All he can think about is the fact that their family is about to grow soon and while he loves the three buns like his own, there's an undeniable excitement within him about the fact that what resides in his lover's womb has his DNA.

MCCat!König who, together with Bunny!Reader, sits the buns down in their laps to tell them that soon, they'll have a little sibling or two. His eyes crinkle as he smiles widely at their reactions. They seem rather excited, their fuzzy, floppy ears perking up as they listen. The little girl immediately paws at her mommy's belly, trying to feel for the babies while one of the boys leans in and tries to listen, eager to hear the movement that isn't detectable yet. The other boy, however, raises an important question. "Where did mommy get the baby from?"

MCCat!König who exchanges awkward glances with Bunny!Reader before they try to explain the origin of the developing offspring to the buns, keeping it as child-friendly as possible. Though they seemed rather skeptical about König supposedly gifting their mommy a special apple that made her pregnant, they did not question it, apart from the oldest triplet: "Can every apple make you pregnant then?" "No, only the ones with special seed." He pretends to not see her annoyed side-eye glare.

MCCat!König who cannot keep his hands off of Bunny!Reader, whether he's stroking her ears and cheeks, cupping her belly protectively when they spoon or palming her breasts from behind, feeling them slowly swell with milk, thumbs gently brushing over her nipples which are now hyper-sensitive to touch. She has to slap his grubby hands away and dash when she starts lactating because he CAN and he WILL lick the milk.

MCCat!König who's now highly protective and impossible to get rid of, following Bunny!Reader everywhere like a puppy, often with the buns hanging off of him. She can really only get a few minutes of peace when she goes to pee and even then, König's like a guard dog, stood in front of the door like he's expecting their den to be busted in any second. At night, his arms are locked around her - never too tight, since he wants her to be as comfortable as possible. It isn't always achievable though, as Bunny!Reader's skin has been burning up for a few weeks now due to the pregnancy and it's very hard to get a good night's rest when her lover is a goddamn sentient furnace. She always wakes up sweaty and sticky, but doesn't dare to complain; anytime she does, the pervert tries to clean her body with his tongue.

MCCat!König who practically has heart eyes when Bunny!Reader's belly finally starts showing. At any opportunity, he will drop to his knees and kiss the bump, purring loudly whenever he feels the little one stir and kick. His big hands freeze on her belly when he feels one too many kicks from multiple directions. His tail, honest to god, starts wagging at the possibility of twins.

MCCat!König who indulges Bunny!Reader's every whim, whether it's her desire to spend the entire day in bed while he caters to her, going on walks in the rain (with her and the buns properly bundled up of course) or simply satisfying her regular cravings for the strangest things - honeyed avocado, peas in chocolate, even jerky. The other day, König caught her in the garden chewing on tulips, making brief eye contact with him. Even with cheeks full of petals, she looked remorseless. He couldn't help but be in love with how grass blades and leaves stuck out of her hair (and also relieved that what's been eating their flowers aren't some giant-ass insects).

MCCat!König who makes biscuits on Bunny!Reader's belly and thighs, gently kneading her plump flesh while purring loudly, making her laugh and wiggle under his hands, her squeaks attracting the buns who wander in and mimic König's activities with their little hands, accidentally tickling their mommy.

MCCat!König who knows Bunny!Reader's due date is close when she starts to arrange pillows and blankets into a warm nest. But, much to his dismay, she will only allow her buns near. Her primal rodent instincts unfortunately make her very irritated and snappy whenever König comes around, if only just to check on her. He tries to not take it personally, knowing that preparations for birth are stressful and she doesn't mean to stomp and chase him away from the room, it's just in her nature. Still, his anxiety gets the best out of him and he starts to question whether she'll allow him near her and their kids at all, with her being so territorial now.

MCCat!König who so badly wants to be there for Bunny!Reader during birth, but he does not want to stress her out even further, so he stays in the other room with the buns, letting them pile up on him and nap while he keeps his ears strained in case his lover calls for him.

MCCat!König who wakes up hours later to Bunny!Reader's gentle voice calling him, his stirring awaking the buns as well. He carefully opens the door to their bedroom and damn near melts when he sees her in the nest, curled protectively around two - no, three! - fuzzy bundles which are mewing and squirming. He makes a hesitant step and looks at her for approval. Only when she nods and smiles, he comes forth and kneels to finally meet his kittens.

MCCat!König who tries (and fails) to not sob as one of the babies grabs his finger with its tiny fist and squeezes. He looks so proud of his two little girls and a boy - and of their mother as well. He leans in and kisses Bunny!Reader's forehead, quietly thanking her for the wonderful new addition to the family.

MCCat!König who watches the buns gently handle their new siblings, seemingly excited at the prospect of being older brothers and sister. He watches Bunny!Reader smile tiredly, but proudly. König couldn't believe how lucky he is, to have her bring three little miracles to his life for the second time. He had no doubts that his lovely family is nothing short of perfect.

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This is what Ghost is by the way though a tad more damaged looking from past traumas.

@littlefallenrebel will you be writing more? I would love to know what happens and how the reader determines what is going on. Sounds like he is shifting and reader is gaining some unknowing trust from him.

Wonder how they will feel when they realize Ghost is a shifter that is probably more comfortable as a cat than human due to his past. That’s what it sounds like to me.

Please tag me if you write more. Thank you! ❤️❤️❤️

hm hmm something something cat shifter Simon.

Cat shifter!Simon who's this huge maine-coon, with rough and messy fur, scarred and missing some patches here and there, and with possibly the grumpiest face you've ever seen. His left ear is torn and tail little crooked. Quite frankly, he looks like you just picked him up from the trashcan. Which might as well be close to what happened.

The first time you bring him home, he's just ignoring you for the most time. Claims the lonely armchair in the living room corner and hisses at you from there when you try to offer him food. Swats at you whenever you try to assess his messy fur. Gleaming eyes following your every movement when you busy yourself in the kitchen or watch the telly in the living room.

Cat shifter!Simon who even after a few weeks doesn't let you close, so you stop pestering him. If he won't let you come to him, you'll have to let him come to you.

And surprisingly enough... that seems to work. Slowly, yes, but after some weeks you start to notice how he no longer just glares at you from some corner, now sitting in the kitchen when you cook, loafing on the same couch with you during evenings. He still gives you the side eye when you try to pet him, but the hissing and swatting has lessened.

Eventually Simon starts to follow you around the house more. Always watching what you do. You start to hear the impatient scratching on the bathroom door whenever you shower, often followed by a low mrow.

He even claims a spot at the far corner of your bed, to your surprise. Although, you have more than once gotten jumpscared awake when this big lump of fur has hopped on top of your chest in the middle of the night (he's just happily kneading your chest).

A few months in you start to question though how some of your things seem to deplete quicker than usual. You'd come home from work and your leftovers from the other day were gone. Maybe you just ate them already?

Same with your body wash and shampoos when you headed to shower. Did you really use that big of an amount much these days?

(Meanwhile Simon's fur is looking shinier and smells suspiciously like strawberries and meadow. And was he always that chonky?)

[lay-z]

inamorata | 1

Summary: Two retired veterans decide to adopt a domestic hybrid on a whim to bring some much needed light back into their dire lives.

Pairing: hybrid!Ghoap x fem!hybrid!Reader Warnings/Info: 18+ | Hybrid AU ft. black panther!Simon, grey wolf hybrid!Johnny, and maine coon cat!Reader. Despite ears, tails/feathers, and their adapted nature/instincts and personalities, hybrids have human features. | strangers to lovers; class differences; fantasy/fictional setting racism; hurt/comfort; humour; eventual heavy smut; dom/sub elements; fluff; cussing; angst (Mind the warnings for each chapter!)

Based on this idea 🖤

There is an atmosphere of departure around the common hazel just outside the fenced backyard.  

The pair of robins has found their ideal nesting spot in between the high branches of the early blossoming tree after days of scouting the pretty territory. As early as January they start to sprout, Nana had explained to you once, and it’s February now. While other trees around are still leafless and recovering from winter, the common hazel is turning colourful; working hard and earnest to change the lifeless scenery with its tiny deep green leaves and pale-yellow catkins hanging from the branches. 

And joining its effort, the common birds of the area are starting to build their nests, looking forward to spring with natural optimism; stacking sticks and stones and moss to build a home in harmonic teamwork. A home for their offspring to hatch and grow; hidden and protected from predators.  

A breeze makes the thinner branches and catkins sway while the reddish birds huddle together, seeking shelter in a notch of the trunk, puffing their plumage for warmth. Out of a hole at the base of the trunk, a hare pokes its head out, large ears perked. 

You wonder what the hare must’ve heard. You wonder if the breeze is cold, if it would nip at your exposed face and make your furry ears bristle. You wonder if the air smells fresh, perhaps flowery, though definitely exhilarating. And you wonder how the robins sound, if their lovely chirps would make your heart flutter with happiness and longing for more. 

Exhaling a soft, discouraged sigh, you continue to gaze out of the meagre overhead window, curled up on the metallic windowsill high up off the ground of your tiny enclosure; chin resting on your forearm while you clutch your long and cottony, golden tail to your chest, petting it self-soothingly while you try to get lost in your daydreams; drowning out the awful ambient noise of the hybrid shelter along with your terribly empty stomach and grief stricken heart. 

It’s gotten even more crowded after Christmas, now that given away hybrids have been returned to shelters, to the illegal breeders they were bought from, or simply dumped into the streets and on highways before they were snared and detained by the regulatory agency for homeless hybrids–the RAHH. Although the only “homeless” hybrids always only happen to be domestic. The lesser species, meant to serve and obey. 

The other female cat hybrid in this enclosure has been taken to the vet last night after her water broke, leaving you with the luxury to be alone in the tiny space, along with the puddle of amniotic fluids that no one has bothered to clean up yet, so you simply had to let it dry by itself as you lack any towels or blankets to spare for a proper cleanup, though the smell isn't half as bad as the general stench of this wretched place, and to your own horror, you’ve noticed that you’re starting to reek, too. Then again, you can only groom yourself limitedly without a clean source of water and a piece of soap.  

Then, a particularly loud wail from one of the younger dog hybrids in a kennel close by disturbs your thoughts, makes you flinch, and your fuzzy ears flatten anxiously as you peek over your shoulder just in time to watch one of the shelter workers unlock the gate to your enclosure. 

Your ears perk up again, tail twitching hopefully in your grasp as your eyes flicker to her–empty hands. No food. It’s been three days. Your stomach clenches and a wave of nausea threatens to overwhelm you at the prospect of going another day without a meal before something else catches your attention, something way more surprising–two large apex hybrids standing behind the worker, both oozing power and dominance. 

The shelter worker, a stern-looking woman with a tight bun and a clipboard, sighs impatiently as she spots you hiding higher up on the windowsill again. She's used to the skittishness and fear in the domestic hybrids under her care, but your avoidant and clever behaviour is getting on her nerves. Turning to the two apex hybrids, she gestures towards you. 

“This one seems fairly docile and well-behaved. A purebred cat hybrid, female, late 20 or early 30s, we’re not sure. She's healthy and not... uncooperative like some of the others, and it seems like she’s still a virgin.” The worker says, her voice devoid of any real concern or compassion. 

Your eyes widen slowly as the wolf hybrid enters your enclosure confidently, uncaring of the still drying puddle on the concrete floor. His bright gaze is fixated on you, neck craned to meet your fearful gaze with what you can only describe as a cheeky grin; his long grey tail swishes behind him slowly while you get lost in the cerulean colour of his eyes. Bright like the sky, promising freedom. His haircut looks funny. 

“Well, well, well... aren’t ye a bonnie wee thing,” he purrs, his Scottish brogue rumbling through his friendly words. His tail starts to wag as you shift your position, turning around fully and releasing your grasp on your tail to bend over the windowsill to get a better view. Your tail uncurls and stands up straight, its fluffy tip crooking like a question mark–showcasing your curiosity. Your nose twitches as you take a tentative sniff and catch the pleasant cologne on his tanned skin, mixed with his natural musk. 

The other apex hybrid, a massive feline missing half an ear and wearing a black surgical mask, watches the exchange with a guarded expression. His dark tawny eyes, visible above the rim of his mask, are calculating as he assesses you. He takes a step closer and enters the enclosure as well, his broad shoulders and muscular build now crowding the small space while the shelter worker steps out into the corridor. 

“She’s feckin’ gorgeous, Simon,” the wolf hybrid says in awe, his eyes crinkling with mirth as he nudges the other one with his elbow while you duck your head at the compliment, a flush rising to your cheeks. “Looks jus’ like the pic on the website.” 

Simon glances up at you appraisingly; eyes gauging your body language while you tilt your head at the way he wears his sleek black tail tucked around his waist like a belt, still wondering what kind of hybrid he is.  

“Aye, she’s... a vision, and calm, too,” Simon agrees, and his voice catches you off guard–low and gravelly, bordering on a deep, soothing purr that leaves your fur bristling pleasantly. They’re both nice to look at. Strong. He glances over his shoulder at the shelter worker, who’s tapping her foot on the ground impatiently, clutching the clipboard to her chest. “This one will do. We’ll take ‘er.”  

Your breath hitches and your heartrate increases swiftly while your doe-eyes flicker between the apex predators, not quite processing what this means, though the wolf hybrid’s tail wags as he reaches a meaty hand out to you encouragingly. “Ye think it’ll work on her, Si? It certainly doesnae with ye,” he chuckles boyishly before flashing you a charming smile. “C’mon, bon–pspspspspspsps–” 

You tut, brows furrowing at the blatant insult before you glance at the other one, Simon, who simply shakes his head slowly, muttering: “Fuckin’ hell, Johnny.” There is no doubt he’s some sort of feline.  

Meanwhile, the shelter worker nods and makes a checkmark on her clipboard. “Very well, gentlemen. I’ll have her things and the necessary paperwork ready at the front desk in a minute.” 

“You’re... serious? You–You want me?” you ask in disbelief. It cannot be that easy. It cannot be that simple. And they cannot be serious about this. Your stomach growls as you push yourself up on the windowsill, waiting for confirmation while your tail flicks nervously. 

Johnny beams and reaches into the pocket of his hoodie, retrieving a bundle of black leather along with what looks like a chocolate bar. “Ye heard what Simon said, didn’t ye? Hard ta believe those pretty ears are deaf,” he snickers, fumbling with the items before holding a collar and candy up for you to see. A friendly offering, a mouth-watering temptation. You swallow hard and move to climb down from your safe haven, drawn in by the prospect of food, of getting out of this hellhole.

Behind him, Simon clasps a hand over Johnny’s shoulder, squeezing it some and making the shorter man’s tail wag again as dark eyes look up at you expectantly. “Come on down now, sweet’eart. Let’s get you home.” 

[eeboyysworld]

teacher’s pet

Genre: smut

Seo in-woo X male!reader

Contains/Warnings: Teacher and student (reader is 18) ,bottom reader, sub!top Seo in-woo , rough, face fucking , semi-public sex.

Your teacher was a strange man, having caught his eyes lingering on you too many times than a responsible teacher should be doing. You could never admit it to your classmates and friends, but ..he was cute. And you may have been pushing his buttons lately, riling him up on purpose just to see his reaction.

It was only a matter of time before he would snap , losing all control at the flirtatious looks you sent him, carefully licking up a lollipop, pink tongue darting between plump lips as you eye his form.

Exhaling at the memory , watching birds chirp in the morning light , a cigarette layed between his lips, bringing hands up to light it. ..Ah, he must of ran out of fuel. Sighing through his nose, ‘great’ .

Watching the man lean against the schools wall, you fumble for your own lighter, happily skipping to the distress teacher. “ sir-“ flinching at the sound of your voice, his own reply fast .” Oh- ..” few seconds passes as he just stared at you before snapping out of it.”-uhm ..aren’t you suppose to be in class?” Smiling as you ignore the question,holding out the lighter in your palm.

Surprise fluttered across the man’s face, snatching the cold object out your hand, flickering the top up, the fire emitting. Blowing the smoke, tilting sideways as to not hit your face. Stammering on his words,” ah.. t-thank you.” Mentally scolding himself as you grin mischievously. Your finger sidling its way in between the cigarette, taking a long inhale before blowing it upwards.

Flushing at the close contact, eyes wide locked onto your lips before catching your eye,trying to be professional. “S-smoking with a teacher isn’t ..- really acceptable.” If that didn’t make you burst out laughing, popping your lips into a ‘o’ ,snuggling closer to the flustered man. Finger still attached to the burning cigarette ,as you pushed it between his lips.

“And.. having the hots for a student isn’t acceptable?” Whispering into his ear , lips just grazing the lobe before nipping at it. Maybe you crossed the line.. maybe the both of you did.

Not expecting it as the older man gripped your hips, harshly pulling you into an empty classroom. Shoving your body on top of a desk, his hand finding it’s way in your inner thigh. “ Please..” he had a look in his eyes, pleading for you.Intertwining your hands together, teasing him. “ Please what ..?”

Shaking ever so slightly, mumbling.” Let me touch you..” You liked your men starving for your attention.. and he was extremely willing to do anything for you.

“Mm-!” You had the man writhing, licking up his heavy length, curious kitten licks before swallowing him whole. Flinching at the sudden warmth, hands shaking as he hesitantly reached for your lock of hair, before ultimately giving in. Gripping the plush locks as you slowly started to bob your head.

Teeth grazing his tip that was leaking pre-cum, happily lapping up the wetness.Seeing the older man completely at your mercy made you coon inside.

Looking straight up at him, hair messy , lips glazed with his mess,” Fuck my face-“ he could cum right then and there.Gulping he asked if you were sure , to which you reply by mouthing his hard on.

The hands on your head gripped harder, hastily moving in and out your mouth, going faster and faster, the tip hitting the back of your throat.

The only thing you could do was moan around him, slobber making it easier to fuck your face faster. On one particular thrust did you gag, leaving the man to slow down a bit, cradling your jaw, “ Your doing so good for me beautiful boy..” catching breath, nodding at the words, mouth wide open and ready, hands finding his thighs.

Nothing but ragged groans and the sound of skin on skin echoed the empty room, knowing you guys can get caught was exciting to you. Finding the presentable teacher all teary eyes ,mouth open as whimpers left him. All because of your skilled mouth.

Hips stuttering as nonsense splattered out his lips, knowing he was close, repeatedly swallowing as your tongue swirled. “Shit— i-imm c-close..”

Popping off , arm coming up to jerk him to release, arching as you make eye contact. “ On my face-“ he couldn’t ever deny you, not when you looked so pretty for him.

Lips parted as his eyes watched his cream drip down your face to the collar, your finger smearing it down to your lips. His cock twitching at the sight.

Standing up,pulling the trembling man into your embrace, biting down his lip before kissing into him harshly.

“ Will I get good grades after this?”

A/N ; This movie was so sad but he looked soooso fine I couldn’t help myself

Ik he whimpers when it’s in 🤗

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Mine To Love

Cat hybrid! Park Sunghoon x human! afab! reader 

Summary: Park Sunghoon had a rough life for many years, it wasn’t easy being a hybrid for him, most people loved buying or adopting cat hybrids as pets but anyone who adopted him, quickly returned him to the shelter, he didn’t understand why, so when a girl named (Y/n) finally adopted him, he was going to do everything he could to make sure she would keep him. 

Warnings: Possessiveness, jealousy, some anxiety, some depression, Sunghoon is kind of obsessed with the reader, some steamier scenes, 

Wordcount ≈ 4.6 k

Sunghoon’s POV

The shelter was buzzing with life as it was packed with probably a hundred people who were here to find a hybrid to adopt. The noise annoyed me, it was too loud, and I knew, no one would look twice at me, whenever they looked at me, they noticed my age and kept on looking for someone younger. 

I don’t understand why, hybrids aren’t like normal pets, we don’t just live for 10 years, we live as long as humans if not even longer. So what if I was in my early twenties? I still had a good 70 or even 80 years to live, unless I got sick of course, I’m well-behaved, but still, I’m unlovable it seems. 

Since I was three years old, I have been adopted and returned to the shelter, 15 times. 15 times during 19 years and for the last 3 years, I have been at the shelter, without anyone showing the slightest interest in me. 

Everyone at the shelter always whispered, thinking I wouldn’t hear them, saying it was weird because I’m a purebred, black Maine coon, quite an attractive breed, big, cuddly, independent. And my more human form wasn’t bad looking either, many people often gushing over me but still, no one wanted me. 

I stayed in the far corner of my room, I’d like to call it a cage but it was quite a nice room, this was one of the better shelters, but it still felt like a cage. I had barely left the room since I had been returned last time, too sad and depressed, I didn’t want to go outside and play with the others, it was easier staying here, alone. 

Every now and then a child would bang their dirty hands on the window into my room, excited to see the hybrid inside it, but as I looked at them, they ran away. Some even going as far as crying, thinking I looked scary. My yet black hair and ears, my dark eyes, and the protruding fangs on my lips, probably made me look like a monster to them. Even their parents would hurry away from my room as they saw what had frightened their child. 

I had truly given up on finding a home. 3 years and no one even stayed by my room for longer than 15 seconds, and yes, I kept count, that’s what hope does to you, but now, I just sit here, waiting for an employee to bring me food and try to cheer me up with false promises. Maybe next time. Someone will come eventually. This just wasn’t your day. Try to smile more, maybe they’ll be intrigued with you then. Smile more, yeah right, showing off my fangs even more. 

I was a Maine coon, in my cat form I was huge, and in my human form, my fangs resembled that of a vampire’s, if I smile, you can see the full extent of them, most people assume I’m a panther, a wild big cat, and that’s not a family-friendly pet. 

The shelter was closing in 30 minutes, the sun had set, casting my room into darkness, I still hadn’t moved an inch from my corner, it was better this way, people wouldn’t even have to think someone was in this room. Each glance still gave me some hope so if they don’t look, it’s easier on my fragile heart. 

Suddenly my ears picked up the sound of someone unlocking the door to my room, probably an employee who would turn on the lights, but to my surprise, there was a woman, a customer, standing beside the employee. Had someone actually asked to see me? No, don’t get your hopes up. “This is Sunghoon, he’s 22 years old, a Maine coon, his coat is jet black… He’s probably the closest hybrid we have to your requests, ms. Kim,” The woman looked me up and down, her eyes held distaste in them, she wasn’t satisfied with me. “Why would I want something so glum and sad, no, I think I’ll take my business elsewhere, nothing here seems to satisfy my taste,” My heart sank, of course, I wasn’t enough. Too sad and glum. I contemplated trying to smile but the woman had already turned and walked away by the time I had blinked. 

With just five more minutes until no more customers were allowed, I noticed someone standing outside my window, looking at me, they had stood there for a good minute or two. I looked up to the window and found a girl standing there, she looked sad, just like I did. When she noticed me looking at her, she waved her hand in a tiny motion, most people would have missed it had they not been looking at her hand. I waved back in the same tiny motion. And then she left. My heart broke, once again, I had been a fool to think that someone would choose me. 

“I’m sorry, miss but we’re closing down in about a minute so we can’t let you meet any of the hybrids, you can come back tomorrow though,” “Oh, okay, sorry for being so late, I’ll make sure to come back tomorrow,” The voices came from right outside my door, maybe just maybe, the girl who would return tomorrow, was the one who had waved at me just a minute earlier. 

~ The next day ~ 

I lay emotionless in my bed, I hadn’t touched the breakfast the employees had given me an hour ago. I heard the buzzing of people walking around looking at hybrids again, no footsteps stopped at my door, and no one was interested in me. That was until the clock struck 12, lunchtime, the buzzing halted as everyone went to eat lunch. It was then that I heard light footsteps approaching my door, I thought they were just passing, but they stopped outside my room, the lock slowly turning, and then the door opened. 

In the opening, stood the girl from yesterday. She was shyly smiling at me. She was cute. I couldn’t help but smile back, only for a second though as she gasped at the sight of my fangs, so I quickly stopped smiling and looked away, ready for the door to close again. Another pair of footsteps was walking toward us, no doubt an employee. 

“I’m sorry about that, emergency with one of the small ones, anyway, this is Sunghoon, 22 years old, Maine coon, jet black coat, as far as we know he is well-behaved, quite calm and kind, we don’t know how cuddly he is, but I’m sure he’ll warm up once you get to know him,” It wasn’t the first time they had introduced me to someone, but each year with my age going up, most people would become uninterested when they heard how old I was, yet this girl still seemed intrigued with me. “How long has he been in the shelter?” “Almost his whole life, he has been adopted many times but all those homes didn’t work out, so he has been returned to us far too many times,” 

The girl’s eyes became glossy as she heard about my history. “Was he just returned for no reason?” The employee looked at me with pity. “Most reasons were that he was too big as a cat, too old, too quiet, or similar things, nothing about bad behavior,” “Would it be okay if we spent some time alone, to talk?” “Of course, just close the door and when you wish to leave, just knock on it and we’ll come and open it,” “Are you okay with that? Me staying here with you for a while?” Sunghoon was confused, was this girl asking him for his opinion? I just nodded, too afraid to speak at the moment, scared that this was all a dream. 

Third Person POV

The employee left and now it was just Sunghoon and the girl in the room, she sat down on the floor, facing the bed that Sunghoon was sitting on. He felt bad that she had to sit on the cold hard floor, but he didn’t want to overstep any boundaries and ask her to take the bed. 

“I’m (Y/n),” Sunghoon looked at her, she was smiling at him, but he noticed the way she was trembling, nervous, and anxious, it was similar to what he was feeling. “I’m Sunghoon,” He covered his mouth with his hand so that she couldn’t see his fangs as he introduced himself. “Why do you do that? Cover your mouth?” Sunghoon continued holding his hand in front of his mouth as he answered. “My fangs are quite large and people find them intimidating so I’ve found that people feel more comfortable around me if I do this,” “They’re beautiful, your fangs I mean,” Sunghoon felt his heart skip a beat, she thought his fangs were beautiful. “What do you mean?” “Your fangs, they’re a great contrast to your dark hair, ears, and tail, your fangs are so clear and white, while your hair is jet black, it suits you, when I gasped earlier it wasn’t because I found you scary, it was because you were so breathtakingly handsome,” (Y/n)’s face flushed red as she said that, Sunghoon found it intriguing. 

Never before had anyone taken his opinion into account before doing something, and never had he seen someone be so genuine and real about their thoughts of him. Sunghoon dared move his hand away from his mouth, allowing (Y/n) to see his whole face again. “How come you’re here? At the shelter, and with me?” (Y/n) smiled as he removed his hand, admiring his fangs and handsome face. “I’m lonely, so I want to find a companion, someone I can come home to so that my house feels less empty, I want someone who is genuine, I want a real friend, and I want to help someone, give them a home too. When I was here yesterday, I was drawn to you, everyone else looks so happy and cheerful, they’re children, but you, you looked like me, lonely, so I wanted to know more about you,” 

Sunghoon didn’t understand, how could such a kind girl be lonely. “Why are you lonely?” She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. I don’t talk with my family, we fell out about a year ago over a silly disagreement, I’ve tried reaching out to them but they don’t answer so I’ve given up on that. I had some friends but after I went through a breakup, they all left because they took his side, it was messy, so I just left, it was easier that way. And after that, I have barely been out except for work,” Sunghoon’s guarded gaze softened as (Y/n)’s eyes became glossy with tears. They were both abandoned by the people who were supposed to love them and protect them. This had to be it. This girl has to be my forever home. Sunghoon thought. 

(Y/n) buried her face in her hands, trying to stop herself from crying. Sunghoon silently got off the bed and crawled toward her on the floor, just like the cat inside him, he moved without a sound. Gently, the hybrid wrapped his long arms around the girl, trying his best to comfort her, (Y/n) was shocked at the action but she quickly relaxed into him and returned the hug. It had been so long since someone had embraced him or even shown the slightest of physical love for him, like petting him or hugging him, that this one hug, caused him to purr loudly. 

Sunghoon was embarrassed, he barely remembered that he could purr because he hadn’t done it for over 10 years. His face and neck flushed a deep red color. (Y/n) noticed as they slightly separated from one another, she smiled and giggled, he looked so cute. Her giggles only caused him to blush more. “You look so cute like this, like a kitten, almost,” “Ya, I’m an adult,” “Mhm, maybe, but you still look cute,” Sunghoon was happy that (Y/n) seemed to have shaken away the sadness from before, he like seeing her smile, he wished he could protect her happiness so that she would never have to cry again. 

“Would you like it if I adopted you? I think we’d really get along, and maybe, we’d feel less lonely,” Sunghoon was afraid, what if she returned him just like everyone else? This was the final chance, if this doesn’t work out, he’ll never return to the shelter, he’ll run away. One final chance at having a home. One last time, he would allow himself to believe he was actually wanted. “I’d really like that,” “I’ll get started on the paperwork then,” 

2 hours later, (Y/n) finally finished signing and reading all the papers regarding the adoption. The employees were happy for Sunghoon but also for themselves, they were losing money on keeping such an old hybrid in the shelter, most other shelters would have euthanized him by now, so they just hoped that this time, he wouldn’t be returned. They hoped that this was the last time they saw him. “There, all done, miss. Sunghoon doesn’t have many belongings, only a small bag of clothes, and he doesn’t have a collar, so before you can leave with him, you’ll have to buy one and have your name and address and everything written on the tag,” “Can I buy a collar here?” “No, you can do it a few stores down, at the pet and hybrid shop, they close soon though so you might have to come back tomorrow,” “If I run there and get the collar fixed, can I bring him home today?” “Yes, if you get the collar, you can have him, right now,” 

(Y/n) rushed out the door, running to the store, ready to fix the collar so that the poor boy could leave that place. “Hey, I want this collar, and these things printed on the tag, please,” it took 10 minutes to fix the collar, right before the store closed, once (Y/n) held the collar in her hands she ran back to the shelter, not wanting Sunghoon to believe she had abandoned him. By the time she returned to the shelter, she was out of breath and panting, she showed the shelter employees the collar, and once they said that it was approved, she walked over to his room, opening the door with a smile. 

“Ready to go home?” “You didn’t leave? You’re actually adopting me?” “I did leave for a few minutes to get this,” (Y/n) held her hand toward him, the collar in it catching his attention. Sunghoon looked at it with adoration in his eyes. He finally noticed that her heart was racing, her face flushed, some sweat had formed on her forehead, she had been running, all to be able to take him home today. Home. “And, yes, of course, I am. If you still want me to,” (Y/n) looked a bit hesitant, what if Sunghoon had changed his mind about her? She began retracting her hand, but before she could bring it more than an inch closer to her, Sunghoon quickly snatched the collar from her hand and put it on himself. “Let’s go home, please,” (Y/n) smiled at him, and gently grabbed one of his hands into hers, his other hand held a small bag, his clothes. We need to get him some new clothes, one day at a time. (Y/n) gently guided the cat out of his room and out of the shelter toward her car. 

It felt like a fever dream, she treated him like a person and not just a pet, he got to ride in the front seat of the car, in his human form, every car ride he had ever had previously was in his cat form. Sunghoon didn’t dare let go of (Y/n)’s hand once they both sat in the car, afraid that if he wasn’t touching her, she would disappear. But she didn’t, she was there, she was real, and now she was his. 

Sunghoon was in awe of the house in front of him, (Y/n) had parked the car in front of a cozy-looking house. It wasn’t the biggest one he had seen, but it was the one that looked the most like a home. “Welcome home, it’s not huge but it’s enough for the two of us,” “I don’t know what to say, I’m just so happy to finally have a place to call home, thank you,” Once again, Sunghoon embraced (Y/n) into a tight hug, he didn’t even notice himself moving closer to her before he had already buried his face in her neck. Her scent was intoxicatingly sweet, he liked it, a lot. 

“I didn’t expect you to be so cuddly, I’m not complaining, though, but at the shelter they told me you were quite cold to everyone,” “Mhm, being rejected over and over will do that to you, I don’t know why, but I just really like being close to you,” He snuggled even closer to the human, his tail was swishing back and forth, his sensitive ears made magnetic shocks go through him as they rubbed against her. “Come on, let’s head inside, it’s cold out here, at least for me, I know hybrids tend to be warmer than us humans, so you might not notice it as well as I do,” Sunghoon reluctantly released her so that they could walk into the house. Everything smelled so strongly of her, he loved it, he never wanted to leave.  

 (Y/n) showed Sunghoon around the house, he still held onto her hand whenever he could, “So, this is my bedroom, and here just across from it, would be your room, it’s really plain right now but you will be able to decorate it as you wish, these two rooms have private bathrooms so we don’t have to share, and then downstairs there’s another bathroom that we can use when we’re down there or if we have guests over, which we probably won’t have considering that I don’t have any friends and you’ve been in the shelter for so long,” Sunghoon didn’t understand why he almost felt happy about it being only the two of them, forever. 

“The bed is made for you in there, there’s a towel and toiletries in the bathroom if you want to take a shower before going to bed, I have taken time of work for a week so we can go out shopping for some new clothes and things for your room during the upcoming days, I also don’t know anything about your preferred diet so we need to buy stuff for that too,” “I eat most things humans do, except for mint-choco ice cream, I need to eat a lot of protein to stay healthy, and because of my cat side I can’t eat big amounts of onion, garlic, and stuff like that. I can eat some but not a lot or I can get gut problems or even anemia,” “Good to know, well, we’ll go shopping tomorrow so everything will be fine, you can pick whatever you want then, I’m gonna head to bed as I’m exhausted, sleep well, kitten,” 

Sunghoon blushed at the nickname, “Ya, I’m not a kitten,” “Mhm, you keep telling yourself that,” “Good night,” Sunghoon was a bit scared to say good night, afraid that this wonderful dream would end if he did. Nonetheless, he opened the door to his room. (Y/n) had been right about the room being plain, but so had his room at the shelter been so one more night of that, didn’t bother him. The bed was big, almost three times the size of his old one. He walked into the bathroom, it was nice, luxurious even, once again, he realized that (Y/n) treated him as a person and not as a pet. 

Even though he was part cat, Sunghoon loved showering, it was nice feeling clean and fresh, the soap in the bathroom was mostly targeted toward women as it smelled like roses, it smelled like (Y/n), so Sunghoon didn’t mind it. He liked smelling like her. However, he would have wished that the scent actually came directly from (Y/n) and not just from using the same soap. 

After the shower, Sunghoon lay down in the bed, it was soft, like a cloud, before he knew it, he had fallen asleep, dreaming of (Y/n) and how living with her would be. 

~ Fast forward a week ~ 

During this week, (Y/n) and Sunghoon had gone shopping for clothes, towels, toiletries, food, and a few decorative pieces for his room and for the house to make it feel more like his home as well and not only have touches of (Y/n). Sunghoon enjoyed spending time with (Y/n), at home it was just the two of them, he could hug her as much as he wanted to, he could make sure that his scent was all over her, and hers on him, he was lovesick and he never wanted this to end. 

A week had gone by, and it was now time for (Y/n) to go back to work. This means Sunghoon would be home alone for a few hours every other day as (Y/n) could work from home some days. “I don’t want you to leave, please don’t leave me,” He tried to give the human his best ‘puppy eyes’, but nothing worked, she wouldn’t budge. “I have to work, Hoon, otherwise I can’t afford to keep the house, or you,” Sunghoon was pouting but he eventually gave in, letting go of (Y/n), he went to the sofa, shifted to his cat form, and curled up on the sofa, covering his eyes with his tail. He was sad and wanted to spend his lonely hours asleep until (Y/n) would return from work. 

Eventually, Sunghoon got used to (Y/n) heading to work every other day, he still didn’t like it, but he understood that it was a must for her to work. To work off some of his possessive feelings that wanted to lock her up and never let her leave him, Sunghoon began working out, he quickly became buff, his muscles defined and tempting. Oh so tempting, for (Y/n). There was no denying that she had found the hybrid incredibly attractive before, but now, she could barely resist throwing herself at him. But that would be wrong. What if he didn’t want that? So she tried to keep her horny thoughts to herself, and maybe it was time to find a new partner so that she could blow off some steam. Even if she wished that her partner would be Sunghoon. 

~ About a month after (Y/n) went back to work ~

(Y/n) walked through the door, groceries in hand, Sunghoon noticed that she seemed extra cheerful today, he had been in his cat form so he shifted back to his human form just as she came into the living room. “Hello, kitten, how are you?” “I’m good, worked out a bit earlier, and then I watched a movie, fell asleep, that’s about it, how about you?” “I’m good, I ate lunch with one of my coworkers today, Jay, he’s really nice, he even paid for my lunch, he’s handsome as well,” 

Sunghoon’s smile fell. (Y/n) had eaten lunch with another man, he’s handsome, no, you’re not supposed to find other men attractive, you have me, you don’t need anyone else. He thought, but he tried to swallow his jealousy, he couldn’t lose you for such a silly reason. Silly. No. This was about life or death. 

For the following couple of days, (Y/n) always had something to say about this Jay. Sunghoon was trying his best to control himself but each day it got harder and harder, the final straw for his self-control was when you returned home, later than usual, and you smelled like a man, it was subtle, but it was clearly there for his sensitive nose. Someone’s trying to steal my (Y/n) from me. 

As (Y/n) stepped into the living room, talking about Jay once again, his scent creeping up on Sunghoon, her eyes sparkling, he couldn’t take it anymore. He was jealous, jealous that another man had touched his girl, jealous that (Y/n) seemed so enthralled with this man. He was threatened, what if this Jay takes his place in (Y/n)’s life? What if she doesn’t want him anymore if she has Jay? What if he loses his home? He couldn’t control himself, his body moving out of pure instinct. 

Sunghoon lightly pushed (Y/n)’s shoulders until her back collided with the wall, he had one hand on her waist now, and the other on her cheek, he gazed into her eyes with yearning, worry, sadness, and an urgency like never before. “What--mmm” Before she could end her sentence, Sunghoon crashed his lips onto hers, his fangs felt cold against her lips yet she welcomed the feeling, it was exciting, new, it felt dangerous. 

(Y/n) was surprised, stunned, by the cat’s actions, but she didn’t dare push him away, not because of fear, but because she was afraid this was her only chance to experience him. Sunghoon inhaled deeply, almost going feral from the scent of the (Y/n)’s arousal, this only caused him to deepen the kiss even more. 

Once Sunghoon stopped attacking (Y/n)’s lips with his own, he had teary eyes, from frustration, “Please don’t abandon me for some guy, I’m better than him, please, you have to be mine, you’re mine to keep, mine to love, please, I love you, I don’t want to share you with anyone, I want to be selfish, just this once, please, (Y/n),” 

(Y/n) was still trying to catch her breath from the make-out session that had just happened, she raised one hand to his cheek, gently caressing it, wiping away some tears that escaped from his eye, she leaned in, giving him a gentle peck on the lips. “I’m all yours, Honnie, you don’t have to share, don’t worry, I only need you,” 

Sunghoon immediately leaned down for more kisses. This time even deeper, yet more gentle than the first. He was ecstatic, he finally had his home, and his person, his person that he didn’t have to share. She was his and he was hers. “I can’t control myself anymore, I need all of you,” “Then take me,” Sunghoon lifted (Y/n) up and carried her to his bed, where they spent a long night reassuring one another of their love for each other, and Sunghoon made sure to erase every trace of Jay from her body and mind. Now his scent was engulfing her entire being, and his image was the only one in her head. His tail swished happily back and forth as (Y/n) lay in his arms, and soon enough she fell asleep, as she listened to him spinning loudly, happy to finally call her his. 

[moonlitcelestial]

Beyond the Lens Masterlist

Logbook Videographer!Reader x Poly OT8 Ateez

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Disclaimer: This story is purely a work of fiction. It is not meant to assume or mock anything about Ateez, Atiny, or anything relating to what I do not know about being a videographer.

Synopsis: Capturing life’s favorite moments, that’s what you were paid to do. You did not expect things to go the way they have and end up where you have. Follow the reader in one of the biggest opportunities of their life. Being the Logbook videographer for your favorite band Ateez should be great, right? 

The logo in the center is mine. Please do not reuse or copy.

There are a few characteristics that will be set in stone the following will apply:

Reader is female.

Reader’s height ~5’9” which is 69 inches or 175.26 centimeters, 

Reader is nearsighted and has glasses, 

Reader has a gothic/dark academia style,

Reader has lots of tattoos, and

Reader has 3 cats (Maine Coons).

THESE CONTAIN POSSIBLE SPOILERS!!! VIEW WITH CAUTION

Here is the link to Inspiration Pictures that I will be using. This will be updated as the story goes on. 

Here is the Pinterest Board Masterlist I have for this as well.

Warnings: slow burn, cussing, conflict, angst, fluff, and obliviousness.

Author’s notes: I will warn you now, this will not be perfect by any means. I am doing this by myself and looking at things for so long makes you miss things. If you see anything please let me know. Let me know if you would like to be added to the taglist as well!

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Word Count ~133,672

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Pinterest Board Masterlist

Prologue W/C 3,435

Chapter 1 W/C 1,845

Chapter 2 W/C 2,752

Chapter 3 W/C 3,003

Chapter 4 W/C 3,252

Chapter 5 W/C 3,814

Chapter 6 Remastered W/C 6,741

Chapter 7 W/C 7,291

Chapter 8 W/C 8,208

Chapter 9 W/C 7,878

Chapter 10 W/C 6,436

Chapter 11 W/C 8,491

Chapter 12 W/C 10,667

Chapter 13 W/C 13,731

Chapter 14 W/C 10,602

Chapter 15 W/C 9,888

Chapter 16 W/C 11,450

Chapter 17 W/C 14,207

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[cherrykpawp]

Heat // Ch 1

Rating: Explicit, Mature (M)

Summary: On his way home, Yunho stumbled upon someone with a pained voice. Curiosity winning the better of him, he found you, a calico hybrid, and decided you were his responsibility moving forward. Little did you know your life would change drastically, making new hybrid friends along the way, and becoming more adventurous than your old life with new experiences.

Pairings: Yunho x reader, Mingi x reader, San x reader, Wooyoung x reader, Yeosang x reader, hinted San x Wooyoung, hinted Mingi x Yeosang, hinted San x Mingi, hinted Wooyoung x Yeosang, hinted San x Yeosang

This fic includes: hybrids, Afab!reader, reader-centric, smut, fluff, angst, minor mentions of death, Dance instructor!Yunho, Owner!Yunho, Vet doctor!Hongjoong, Fashion designer!Seonghwa, Owner!Seonghwa, Vocal professor!Jongho, Calico hybrid!reader, Black cat hybrid!San, Dobermann hybrid!Yeosang, Husky hybrid!Mingi, Maine Coone hybrid!Wooyoung, switch!reader, Soft top!Yunho, switch!Yeosang, switch!San, Top leaning!San, switch!Mingi, switch!Wooyoung, Sub leaning!Wooyoung, cunnilingus, polyamory, threesomes, slow burn, nipple play, unprotected sex (WRAP IT!), creampies, breeding kink, blowjob, throat fucking, Consensual Somnophilia, possible established relationships, teasing, overstimulation, heats, begging, pet names, praise kinks, size difference, some dirty talk, hair pulling, sex toys, face sitting, fingering, voyeurism, squirt, swearing, bondage, slight possessiveness, choking, biting, love bites, eye contact, shower sex, floor sex, cockwarming, alcohol consumption, masturbation, mutual masturbation, mutual pining, scent kink

W.C: 7.6k

MDNI!!

“Thank you, please get home safe!”, It was a late and cold winter night in January. Snow barely stuck to the ground after weeks of its downfall allowing easier travels home instead of praying you wouldn’t slip on any black ice. Yunho stayed for ample time in his dance studio, wrapping up his playlist for next week’s classes and ensuring everything was clean for tomorrow's lesson. 

Exhaling, he could see how cold it was from the condensation he released. It just made him wrap the scarf around his neck even tighter, he can't afford to get sick right now. ‘The guys are most likely gonna want hot chocolate as an excuse for the cold’, he thought. Luckily, there was a convenience store on the way home from the dance studio, where he could pick up some snacks too. Yunho shoved his hands in his pockets and trudged down the sidewalk, most places are closed at this time considering it’s almost 11 pm. The only places that should be open are certain restaurants, clubs, and 24/7 convenience stores. Walking into the store, the clerk automatically greeted him as Yunho became a familiar face around here. Because of that, he’d get discounts if they felt extra nice that day, and if this specific clerk was in today.

“Busy night tonight?”, the clerk asked. Yunho subtly smiled, “Very. Booked classes for the rest of the week, I’m grateful though that I only have to teach 3 of them before I’m allowed to rest for a few days”, he stated matter of factly. The clerk empathized with him before allowing him to browse around the store. Yunho picked up the guy's favorite hot chocolate with marshmallows, cough drops, tea, limited edition snacks he hadn’t seen before that he felt they would like, and hand warmers. He always thinks about the ‘what if’ possibilities as he hates getting sick, he detests it. Yunho brought everything to the counter and swiftly paid for everything, thanking the store clerk for his hard work and wishing him a safe trip home. “Tell San and Mingi I said hello”. Yunho waved his goodbyes before proceeding his way to his house. 

He’s grateful that where he lives, his dance studio, and everything he needs are near him. One of the benefits of living in a city. He didn't live in the busiest parts of the town, maybe an hour or so away from the main part of it but it has its perks. He gets to live a quiet life, well semi-quiet considering he lives with two loud beings but other than that, it was silent for the most part. It was so hushed on the way home that he could hear a pin drop, except what he heard wasn’t exactly a pin. It sort of sounded like a mewl of some kind. He glanced behind him to see if maybe he was just hearing things or a stray animal. Furrowing his brows, he steered towards the alleyway in his direction and looked in it, squinting his eyes. It was dark, hard to make out anything until he heard the mewl again, louder this time.

“Hello?”, Yunho investigated, his words ricocheting off the walls. He second-guessed why he even said hello as if a stray animal could respond but waited for a reaction or response. Yunho tilted his head and almost proceeded to walk off until the mewl he heard this time sounded more painful. Curiosity getting the better of him, Yunho pulled out his phone and turned the flash on in the alleyway. He saw a woman with her head down, looking towards the ground, hair the length of her mid back and shielding her face, knees facing away from where he stood. Her palms faced upwards on either side of her body, registering that she was breathing slowly, She kept mewling in pain, appearing like she wanted to move but couldn’t. Yunho’s flight or fight activated immediately as he rushed towards her, “Excuse me mi-”, something he didn't see from his original position was that this lady had a long tail and cat ears, adorned with black, white, and orange. She’s a hybrid and from his knowledge a Calico type. She had bandages wrapped around her chest down to her midsection and her pelvis down to her mid-thigh, her tail wrapped around her arm, and ears flat on her head. She bored her eyes at the ground towards her legs.

“Are you hurt?”, Yunho questioned, inquisitively, trying not to alarm the hybrid before him. The nameless hybrid looked up, finally making eye contact with the golden-blonde male. Her lifeless and unreadable countenance gave little away, eyes dull and sunken. She switched from eye to eye, looking back at her lap in defeat. Yunho couldn’t understand why but was determined to get her to safety as the situation seemed grave. “Are you able to speak?”, he didn't get a response right away but she nodded timidly. “Do you want to speak to me right now?”, she negated which was more than understandable. “It’s cold out here, I can’t have you sitting outside by yourself like this. Do you mind if I bring you home? It's warmer there than out here”. She raised her head back up, looking at him wearily. Her eyes were glossy, something clearly must've happened to this hybrid considering how apprehensive she was, “I know a great doctor that specializes in hybrids, I can get you some help as well as food in your stomach, clothes, and a place to sleep if you allow me to bring you there. I don’t that far away”.

The calico hybrid hesitated again before nodding, giving her approval. Yunho wasted no time pulling up his contacts and calling his very close friend who’s a doctor. “Hongjoong hyung, it’s an emergency….No, it’s not about San or Mingi but I need you to come to my house as soon as possible”.

‘Hongjoong, San, Mingi…’, jotting down the names you heard him speak on the phone. You don’t exactly know why you were so trusting of him, allowing some stranger to take you home but you had to admit it was freezing. He seemed candid and didn't smell like bad news which gave you some reason to believe he would help you. Maybe you were desperate. Embarrassed and submitting yourself to him, you evaded your eyes from him as he got off the phone. You were uneasy because of your whole ordeal, currently in a vulnerable state, exposed to about anyone and anything and this stranger was finally the one person to stumble upon you to see you like this. 

“Are you able to stand?”, the stranger asked, you shook your head. Your legs feel dead after walking for so long without rest. You're convinced that your soles were bleeding or bruised. Suddenly, warmth surrounded your body. The stranger put his coat over your shoulders, it was long enough to cover your calves if you stood. He also removed the scarf he wore and wrapped it around yours to guarantee you wouldn't get sick. The stranger turned his back towards you, still kneeling, “Please hold on to my shoulders, I’ll bring you home”. Considering he’s risking his health for you, you held on with a tenacious grip. He carefully wrapped your legs under his arms, alleviating some pain before standing up and walking with you on his back out of the alleyway. As soon as the two of you left the alleyway, a gust of wind hit instantly. You felt terrible 

like you were burdening the man with these harsh temperatures. You attempted to wrap his coat over the both of you so that he wouldn't get blasted by the cold.

“I’m okay, don’t worry about me. We’re not too far, I promise”, he appreciated you being solicitous about him. You rested your cheek on the nape of his neck, letting yourself be carried to wherever. “Sorry for not introducing myself earlier, My name is Yunho. Hopefully, I can learn yours in time”, he spoke apologetically. Another name to jot down for later.

“....Y/n”, it came out as a whisper from how dry your throat was. Yunho turned his head slightly, eventually looking back in front of him. He was shocked that you spoke earlier than he anticipated, Yunho thought he’d have to wait a while to hear it. He would’ve honestly waited for however long it took for you to get comfortable to speak anyway, his heart warmed up instantly. “Y/n. What a pretty name”, he complimented you. Yunho couldn't tell but you feigned a smile. Happiness wasn’t something you could fake, especially in the condition you were in now. But you’ll fake it just this once, still on a thin line of trust with this stranger you just met….well…Yunho.

He at least wasn’t lying when he said he didn't live that far. It took him about 10 minutes to reach home. The whole time he was walking, it was rather quiet. Probably because he didn’t want to startle you or anything, preferring that it was for the best. Yunho rang the doorbell with his forehead since his arms were preoccupied with you and a bag in his grip. Five seconds passed before the door swung open. 

“Hyung do you know how late it…..is…”, you heard a male voice at the door, not bothering to look up, loathing at your current state. “Yes San-ah, I’ll get into details soon but I need you to do me a favor and prepare a glass of water. If there's any soup, please make some. Hongjoong hyung is on his way over soon”, Yunho strolled into his house, and the male who opened the door for him closed it as soon as he brought you in. 

“What smells like spoiled fruit?”, you heard another voice emit from somewhere, a more baritone voice. Much deeper than the first voice you heard at the door. Yunho sat you down on the living room couch. You gripped his coat tighter around your body since you were in an unfamiliar setting. “I’m not sure what you mean by that, we don't have fruit lying around and I feel like I would have smelt it”, Yunho placed the bag he was carrying on the table in front of the couch, “then again you do have heightened senses so.” Yunho kneeled before you, your eyes laser-focused on him, too scared to look up at the others surrounding you. “I’m gonna get a washcloth to wipe you down a bit. After my Vet friend gets here, I'll make sure you get a real bath”, Yunho reassures you, leaving you in the living room.

“She's the one that smells like spoiled strawberries and sour lemon”, the voice of the first male uttered to the other. Your ears, if possible, flattened even more on your head at his comments, “Oh no I’m sorry. I was just letting Mingi know where it was coming from”, if Mingi was the one that asked, you could mark off this voice belonging to San. “Way to go, idiot”, the deeper voiced male scowled, causing a huff from San because he made things awkward. He should've just kept his mouth shut. A thought came across your head, heightened senses? How did they know what your distressed scent smelt like? You took it upon yourself to finally face the two men, their appearances finally making sense. 

Yunho has two hybrids; one being a black cat hybrid and the other a husky hybrid. The Black cat hybrid dressed in a black shirt that laced up from the bottom up and molded along his burly body, exposing a bit of his chest, and wore black jeans that hugged his thighs beautifully. His hair appeared so silky, almost glinting against the fluorescent lights. A side part exposed some of his forehead and a pronounced beauty mark on his cheek. His ears were just as shiny as his hair and tail which swayed behind him. The husky hybrid was on the taller and broader side, not as much in the shoulders as the cat hybrid but he was colossal. His hair had a mix of white and black, his ears and tail mimicked those colors. He also had a beauty mark, it was more pronounced in your opinion than the cat hybrid next to him, pinpointed below his eye and on his cheek by his jawline. His lips were luscious and fleshy, not chapped in the slightest. He settled for a black shirt with a dark denim-washed jacket and baggy black jeans but he was decorated with jewelry. Chains around his neck, rings on his fingers, and bracelets to match. He appeared like the more flashy type out of the two. Their looks truly humbled you, you probably looked disgusting to them feeling more distressed and eyes glossing again.

“Hey hey, don’t be upset. San sometimes doesn't know how to read the room”, Mingi put his palms out, ears flicking as he earned a ‘Yah!’ from San. “You pointed it out first, I was just clarifying”, San pouted, his tail swaying low. San forgot the cup in his hand and handed it to you, “Are you able to drink this by yourself? Do you need a straw?”

You shook your head from side to side, gratefully accepting the glass of water. Learning that San and Mingi were hybrids comforted you, the fact that they were well taken care of showed that Yunho is probably as trustworthy as he seems. Downing the glass of water instantly, you smacked your lips a couple of times, exhaling deeply. “Another?”, San asked and you timidly nodded. He took the empty glass and refilled it, he decided to bring the pitcher of water in case you needed more. You took the cup from him again, taking smaller sips this time trying not to come off as desperate. “What’s your name?”, San inquired, he positioned himself on the floor with Mingi following along. They displayed high regard towards you, distancing themselves so you’re not uncomfortable. 

“Y/n..”, announcing more confidently this time since your throat isn’t dry and allowing yourself to relax. “Sorry for burdening you with my scent, I know I don’t smell all that great..”

Mingi pursed his bottom lip, “You don’t need to apologize for that. You’re tense and your stress signals are all over the place. May I ask what happened?”, Now it’s Mingi’s turn to look foolish as you look down at the glass. “Way to go”, San mocked Mingi, his tail hitting Mingi behind his back. Mingi tried hitting him back with his tail but it could only reach so far considering he isn't a cat hybrid, so he settled for just hitting his arm. San almost started bickering until Yunho approached with a bowl of warm water and a washcloth. You finally took in his outfit, he wore a cream-colored top with a buttoned V-neck shirt and black jeans. His sleeves were rolled up, exposing the protruding vein along his forearm and beautifully long fingers. 

“Boys, move away from her. You're probably suffocating y/n”, Yunho scolded them but not really, imperative that you aren’t. They listened well, moving from their spot on the floor just a few feet farther from you near the TV, having you still in their sight. Can you blame them? They were curious about you. “Sorry about them, they like meeting new hybrids so if they were bothering you please let me know”, the blonde male gave you a warm smile. You attempted to give a small one back but it quickly dropped. “I’m gonna wipe your face first”, he informed you in advance.

The warm washcloth ran across your face, removing any dirt or grime that could have been on it. He made sure to get around your eyes and under your chin. You honestly wanted to purr but fought the feeling. Moving your hair out of the way, he tended to your ears and neck, thoroughly cleaning the area before dipping the cloth back in the water. “Do you mind removing the coat so I can wipe down your arms and legs? I won’t do too much since I still plan on running you a bath. It’s just to make sure you feel more comfortable”. Taking the coat off and laying it next to you, Yunho mouthed to Mingi to put it away so he could continue tending to you. Mingi put the coat away swiftly, taking his previous spot back on the ground by San.

San and Mingi noticed you had bandages wrapped around your torso and pelvis but didn’t pry, rather waiting to find out when you were well acquainted. Yunho ran his cloth over your hands first noticing the scratches on them, getting in between your fingers and wiping away at any dirt he saw around your arms, chest, and back; whatever exposed skin he could get to. He hummed slightly, in his own world as he got everything he could. Lastly were your legs and feet, you had a slight bruise on your knees most likely due to the concrete. He didn't want to press the matter until Hongjoong arrived since he was not a medical professional. The bottom of your feet were also scratched and slightly swollen, making sure to wash off all the debris to remove any chance of infection. Once pleased with his work, he got up to throw the water out and put the washcloth in the hamper. 

You sat on the couch, feeling exposed in front of two hybrids whose tails swayed behind them out of curiosity as they watched you. Your hair covered half of your face, back, and chest. Your hands were in your lap, eyes darting back at the cup and the table fixed in front of you. You weren't sure where to look or what to do anymore without Yunho as a distraction. Ears were in it’s “airplane” mode and your tail wrapped tightly around your waist, too nervous and trying to comfort yourself. Luckily, the doorbell rang and Mingi shot up to answer it, “Hello, Hongjoong hyung”, he greeted, San waved from where he sat, now looking in the direction of where Mingi and the doctor were.

“Hi kids”, he said endearingly, San smiled genuinely at the nickname. Cautiously, Hongjoong walked to where you were and pulled a chair by you, “And hello there miss”, he greeted you with a heartfelt smile. You pulled your eyes from the glass in front of you. Was everyone around here handsome? His hair was a lighter blonde than Yunho’s and similar lengths to Mingi’s but the sides were shorter. He sported a black turtleneck and brown slacks with a bracelet or two on each wrist. His ears were decorated with multiple piercings and he had such a pretty nose. “What’s your name?”,

“Y/n”. San answered jovially, making Hongjoong hum. “Thank you so much for letting me know”. Yunho returned from the restroom, sighing in relief seeing that his close friend reached in time.

“You have no idea how grateful I am for you to come and stop by. I saw her outside and couldn't leave her. I know you feel how cold it is out there”, Yunho seemed perturbed for how long you were in the alleyway. “Of course no problem. However, considering how late it is, I’m staying the night. Don’t worry, I’ll take this couch and leave in the morning. I just don’t feel like traveling home so late. The trains aren’t coming for the next 40 minute intervals”. Yunho agreed with his friend.

Hongjoong opened his case of medical supplies, reaching for gloves first and putting them on before grabbing a sterile metal pan on the table, “Now Miss Y/n, I will be examining you and asking you some questions. I know that there are lots of eyes on you right now in the room, would you like them to leave to allow you some privacy?”, he queried, placing a liner pad on top of the metal tray as he assembled all the necessary equipment for your check up. You scanned around the room, although you didn’t fully know them yet, you weren’t that uncomfortable. So you shook your head, assuring him that you were fine. Yunho had grabbed a chair himself and placed it on the opposite side of Hongjoong, arms crossed as he examined everything Hongjoong was doing.

“First things first, how old are you miss y/n”

“23”

“From what I see, you’re a calico hybrid, am I correct?”, you confirmed. “How long have you been outside?”

“About…3 months, almost 4”, you revealed, Hongjoong visibly perplexed, “you were out in this weather for that long?”, twiddling your thumbs, a small ‘yes’ escaped your lips. “How did you get in this position, Hun?”, he already gave you a nickname, how comforting. Honestly, the question itself was hard enough to answer but you’d rather answer it once than reiterate.

“My previous owner passed away” you started slowly. “They were going to take me away but I didn’t want to return to the hybrid center because I wanted to be wherever my owner was. Plus, as you may know, the older a hybrid gets, the less likely they’re chosen to get a home anyway. I didn’t want to risk that”, looking down at your hands, you closed them and placed them on your knees. “I was naive to the outside world as I was mainly an indoor cat so I easily trusted others….”

Hongjoong noticed how minuscule your voice got after that, he didn’t want to push anything out of you that you weren’t willing to share. “May I ask why you're wrapped in bandages? Did you get injured while outside?”. “No. My clothes had torn while traveling. I found these bandages after searching for food and had to cover myself some way. These are a month old now”.

Hearing this broke Yunho’s heart, he couldn’t fathom what it must’ve been like if he were in your shoes. The hybrids wore a saddened expression, ears flat on their heads. You noticed it right away and felt self-conscious. Yunho saw how you reacted, “San, is the soup done?”, diverging the attention from you so that Hongjoong could continue with questions. San immediately clocked what Yunho was trying to do, mentally slapping himself for making you feel bad unintentionally. 

“When was the last time you ate a proper meal that wasn’t scraps?”, Hongjoong hung the stethoscope around his neck, he was forbearing as he waited for your answer. “....about 2 months now”

‘I see”, Hongjoong jotted everything down, “considering you don’t want to return to the hybrid center, we’ll figure something out for you. In the meantime, I’m going to do the procedures now and take blood samples, okay?”. You hummed, acknowledging him. 

Hongjoong instructed you to plant your feet on the ground and to sit upright so he could wrap the blood pressure kit around your arm, squeezing the pressure ball. You felt it tighten and tighten before he released the pressure. Removing it from your arm, he clamped an oximeter on your finger and brought a thermometer under your tongue. Yunho kept a watchful eye on numbers, having seen this done several times for the boys, and to remind Hongjoong in case he forgot although he doubted he’d forget. He removed tools, wearing the stethoscope, and brought the metal to your chest, “Deep breaths”. You did what he asked, watching him move it to different parts of your torso and back. Hongjoong removed it and put it away. “You have a slight fever, especially since you've been out in this cold for a while. I’m glad it’s not pneumonia or anything worse so far. Your blood pressure is higher than it should but I’ll mark it off of you being stressed unless the blood work says otherwise”.

Nodding, you watched as he grabbed a tourniquet and tied it around your arm. Hongjoong wiped the area with an alcohol wipe as your vein slowly protruded before sticking a needle in it. You winced at the prick but you're confident you've felt worse. He grabbed a couple of vials and collected your blood to sample in his office later, after he was done he covered the needle mark with a bandaid. “Before I proceed with this next needle I must ask, when was your last heat?”

Sheepish, you answered him. “3 months ago”. A shocking revelation to the hybrids behind Hongjoong and Yunho. San had returned a while ago after checking on the soup, he was just naturally discreet. 

“Ah, really? That’s not good”. “Why? What will happen?”, Yunho expressed concern. “Heats are usually every other month. But with her position, stress levels, and possible trauma, her body wasn’t granting her to have one. All this means is that her next heat will be worse than what a hybrid usually experiences and it will last longer”. Hongjoong frowned, looking at his friend. “We’re going to have to decide what we’re going to do now before I administer this next shot.”

You watched the two blonde males before you waiting for an explanation. The doctor starts, “So miss y/n and Yunho. I’m going to need consent from both parties but mainly y/n. Would you allow Yunho to adopt you if the proposition was given to you? If you decline the offer, I can’t help but have to send you to a hybrid clinic but for older hybrids so you wouldn’t feel as terrible about getting adopted.”. Your heart started racing a mile a second about having to return to a hybrid clinic, “Yes, I would allow him to adopt me if it wouldn't be too much. Especially since I feel like I’m already invading the privacy of San and Mingi”

Mingi tried to play it off cooly like he wasn’t delighted to have another potential hybrid friend in the house, “you’re not invading our privacy at all, we’d love you here”, he feigned excitement as if his ears weren’t pointed up and his tail wagging ridiculously behind him. It hit San several times but he ignored his cries to relax. You genuinely smiled this time at how silly they were, now San’s tail is swaying faster because he adored your smile.

“Would you be interested in adopting y/n, Yunho?”, Hongjoong asked his friend. Yunho didn’t have to think hard about it, reverencing your wishes on not wanting to be put in a clinic. But you’d have to be the last hybrid he gets because he doesn’t have enough space after you. “Of course”, he respectfully bowed to you, displaying his gentleness for you. You bowed back.

“Great. Then it’s settled. I have the adoption papers in my case for you both to sign and then I’ll bring it to my office tomorrow to place you in the system.”. He halted the last bit of the procedures, removing his gloves to hand you the paper so you could examine the consent form and see if you agreed. You signed after reading it all, giving the paper to Yunho, signing his signature.

‘Hyung, we have a new friend’, Mingi exclaimed enthusiastically to San, causing Yunho to shake his head at them and chuckle, wrapping up the signing. 

“Trust me miss y/n”. I’ve known Yunho for a very long time, he’s the kindest spirit around and a gentle giant”, Yunho playfully brushed off Hongjoong’s sappy words, “as for those two knuckleheads over there” earning a ‘hey!’ from Mingi, “you’ll be more than entertained. They love making friends and meeting new hybrids. They have two other hybrid friends that you’ll most likely meet soon. However, I do have to let their owner know to give you some time to adapt before you meet them because one is known to be a handful and doesn’t know what personal space is. I don't want you to get suffocated by him.”, he mentioned candidly. Two more hybrids? You wondered what breeds they would be.

“For the last three procedures, I do have to check your urethra and insert an IUD. Urethra to make sure there isn’t any blockage and IUD considering I don't know how you’ll plan to handle your heat but I doubt Yunho would want kittens running around. It’s also mandatory until you are 100 percent sure you want them, then he’d have to accommodate”, Hongjoong stared him dead in the eyes, “you’d have to accommodate her”.

“Hyung, I heard you the first time”, Yunho chuckled. “I know, I just like to reiterate. Especially since she’s officially your first female hybrid. I’ll leave a list of heat hotels and prescribe suppressants in the morning to have them sent expedited the same day because we don’t know when her heat will come”.

Hongjoong put on new gloves, grabbing the contraception and an alcohol wipe. He cleaned a spot in your inner forearm and carefully inserted it inside your arm. It hurt of course but you handled it like a champ, earning a ‘good girl’ from Hongjoong. Finally, he picked up a needle full of clear liquid, releasing any air bubbles. “This is a pheromone enhancer. I wanted to do this last because she’d be more easily persuaded to do things she probably wouldn’t have wanted to do in her normal state. That’s why I asked for her consent for the adoption papers and such”, he educated Yunho since he never had this done to San and Mingi as they never needed it. Hongjoong turned to you, “It’s gonna make you more sensitive but only for a while. It will wear off in an hour or two. It will relieve any stress you are experiencing and amplify pheromones but will make the urethra procedure more comfortable. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I do. But my scent isn’t that great right now, I don’t think San and Mingi want to smell spoiled fruit any longer”, you winced at your own words. ‘That’s what Mingi meant earlier’, Yunho mentally noted.

“One, they can live”, Hongjoong said abrasively yet playfully. “Two, It will return your scent to normal instantly and when it wears off it will stay normal until your levels of distress are heightened again so there’s no need to worry hun”, he smiled towards you. You were relieved, giving him an ‘okay’ to administer the shot. He cleaned a spot on the top part of your other arm, injecting it in. Immediately, your arm felt hot. “Yunho, something I need from you”, you began to purr softly, tail unwrapping from your waist and swaying behind you. Your ears were raised and your skin felt raw but in a good way.

“Oh…”, Mingi’s tail stopped swaying fast and instead lowered a bit, swaying slower. San’s tail swayed softer, inhaling the new scent you were releasing. “She…she smells of..”, San started but Mingi finished, “chocolate musk and strawberry”. You blushed at their reaction, looking at Yunho’s eyes, not bothering to tear them away from him.

“Yes hyung?”, Yunho stared back for a bit, seeing how your personality changed from one shot. 

“Get those two out of here. I’m not saying they’ll do anything, it's more so that the urethra procedure is more exposing. Bring a towel, run a warm bath for her, and prepare fresh clothes. You’re going to have to buy her clothes of course and toiletries like pads and tampons. I know you have an extra guest room, that should be hers and she’ll need a lock on her door in case there are times she wants to isolate and be by herself. She also just deserves her privacy. Her meal plan for the next week will have to be light soups, noodles, and oatmeal before you give her solids because she is malnourished. And in case her heat comes and she doesn’t want to spend it with anyone, please get her some heat toys. It is safer for her to spend her heat with someone though”, Hongjoong finished laying down a whole list for Yunho. 

He got to work right away seeing as your purring became more audible. Your tail wrapped around Hongjoong’s arm, catching his attention. He pet your head, making you lean into his touch. “Boys, head to your room, come on. You’ll see y/n tomorrow”. Mingi and San stood up, wishing you a good night before heading to their rooms. Yunho grabbed a towel for Hongjoong, gaining a ‘thank you’ from the older male. He left you alone so Hongjoong could finish the last of the procedures. A warm bath was run for you upstairs, venturing to his room to find clothes small enough for you. He felt bad, wishing he prepared better but how would he have known you'd come into his life suddenly. From his closet, he reached for a black long sleeve, boxers, grey sweatpants, and socks. He brought the clothes to the bathroom down the hall, placing them on the toilet seat; the hybrids have their bathroom downstairs but since the guest room is upstairs, you might as well share the bathroom upstairs with him. He provided an extra toothbrush for you, the one thing he was grateful for was that his body wash was vanilla scented. He didn’t like the harsh scents that were considered “overly manly” because they never appealed to him.

Yunho heard his name being called from downstairs, marching his way downstairs. Hongjoong took his gloves off and packed his tools away. “Everything’s done, her urethra isn’t blocked luckily. Again, I’ll be here on the couch and plan on leaving early in the morning to give in these samples and hand in the adoption papers. You can take her to bathe now, but make sure she eats after her bath. I don’t want her sleeping with an empty stomach”. Hongjoong pet your head again, “have a good rest sweetheart”.

“You too”, you replied. The towel Yunho brought downstairs was wrapped around your waist, Hongjoong had disposed of your old bandages from your pelvis but kept your top one on. Raising your arms, you reached for Yunho to carry you since your feet were still out of commission. Yunho gladly picked you up bridal style so the towel wouldn't slip off you. After the two flights of stairs, he sat you on the edge of the bathroom tub and locked the door behind him.

“So…”, he clapped his hands, his ears turned red.

“So…”, you repeated his words, tail still swaying behind you.

“Are you comfortable with me washing you or would you like to do it yourself? I’ll be right out the door if anything.”

“You technically did earlier, I don’t see why not”, you shrugged, no longer feeling uncomfortable. You’re not wrong but you get why he’s asking, “I’m fully aware of what’s happening you know so don’t feel uncomfortable or feel like you’re taking advantage of me”. 

Yunho eased a bit after that. “Okay. I’m going to remove these bandages now”. He grabbed the end piece of the bandage, unraveling it off your chest until it fully exposed you, chest and all. He turned around and discarded the bandage into the garbage. Yunho turned your legs to dip them into the tub, removing the towel from your waist to submerge yourself in the warm water. It reached your chest, making you want to relax deeper into it. You close your eyes and immerse yourself in this experience that you haven’t felt in a while.

“Don’t fall asleep on me now”, Yunho chuckled, he dipped a washcloth into the water and poured some vanilla body wash on it. Feeling him scrub your back felt amazing, it felt like it’s been a millennium since your last wash. Your purrs amplified even more, only because you felt content. You let him run the cloth over the front of your chest and down your torso, almost placing your head on his arm. Yunho grabbed your arm, scrubbing both of them, “am I being too rough?”

“Not at all”, Your chest vibrated, “It feels amazing”. Yunho blushed at your words, happy to see you more serene than on edge like earlier. You could see how reluctant he was to go any lower, “I could do it if you don’t want to”, grabbing the cloth out of his hand. 

“Thank you”. Yunho gathered water to pour it over your head, placing a hand over your forehead to shield your face from the water. One thing he forgot to reach for was his shampoo and conditioner. As he got up to grab it you cleaned your lower half, wanting to react but didn’t want to startle him. You were still sensitive to the shot given by Hongjoong. 

Yunho carefully washed your scalp, thoroughly getting every inch before grabbing a comb and combing from the bottom up to untangle. He’s never had hair this long but he’d rather take his time detangling it than ripping it out. 

“Yunho..”, you peeped after minutes of silence. “Yes y/n?”. “Thank you for finding me and taking me in. It doesn't feel right for me to invade your home but you never made it seem like I was a bother and you’re very gentle just like Hongjoong had mentioned earlier. I would’ve been fine with the check up from him and put back outside”.

Yunho frowned at that statement, “I wouldn’t have allowed that. Hybrid or not, I still would’ve helped you because that's just human decency. I know people in the world lack it but it’s something engraved in me since I was small”.

“That’s a beautiful trait to have. We need more of that”, your eyes fluttered, staring at the wall. He could sense something was still wrong but you’ll open up eventually he pondered. Yunho washed the rest of the conditioner out of your hair, “are you able to stand for me to dry you?”

“Can I be honest?”

“Of course”

“No. My feet are pretty beat up, I’m so sorry”, you felt pathetic.

“No need to apologize, seriously. I’ll take care of you till you can and so will the boys”. You’re glad your intuition was right about trusting him and lucky enough to see that he had hybrids himself. He helped you sit on the tub’s edge again, pushing the mat by it to catch the water before swinging your legs over and onto it.

Yunho grabbed a separate towel, briefly squeezing the water out of your hair, and wrapped it in it. The other towel he had prepared for you was used to dry you. “I hope you don’t mind the boxers or oversized clothes. This is all I had. We can order some stuff in the morning”. You nodded, you weren’t bothered at all by the clothes. It’s better than bandages in the cold. He dressed you quickly, admiring how the sleeves bunched so much around your arms and pants legs. He acknowledged that the pants weren’t hybrid friendly but you didn’t seem bothered. Yunho was going to brush your teeth for you but you wanted to do it yourself since it’s something you can at least do. He settled for blow drying your hair so you didn’t go to bed with wet hair.

After everything was done, he lifted you bridal style and brought you back downstairs to eat something at least. He knew brushing your teeth before eating was redundant but you had to eat. Hongjoong was dead asleep on the couch, snoring like some old man. Yunho sat you at the dining table a couple of feet away from the living room area so he could prepare some soup in a bowl for you. You admired his house layout, it was a bit bigger than your previous place but the ceilings were a little higher. Pieces of artwork were displayed throughout the house and had a nice backyard with a sliding glass door that was fenced off. The dining table was made of black and white marble so it looked expensive, you wondered what he did for a living.

Yunho came back with a decently sized portion of soup and noodles. Placing it in front of you, you thanked him and drank some of the broth first with a spoon, indulging in the rich flavor it offered. He took a seat across from you, watching you eat. You seemed so focused on the soup, eating desperately because this was the first home-cooked meal in months.

“I might have to call out of work in the morning to watch over you”, Yunho considered, he didn’t want to leave you immediately without seeing what your first day in a new setting would be like. “I wouldn’t want to risk getting income because of me”, Yunho shrugged at your comment.

“I wouldn’t be coming home until later again and I’d rather hurry and get your necessities. Plus, my other dance teacher will live without me”

Your ears rose, learning something new about him. “You’re a dance teacher?”. Yunho nodded, which explains why he’s so lean. Tall too, at least an inch taller than Mingi. “That’s interesting. I wouldn’t have imagined”

Yunho’s ears turned red, “what did you think I was?”.

“An actor”, you deadpanned, “you have such a handsome face, handsome people are usually actors”.

Yunho smiled at the compliment, “Acting was one of my dreams but dancing was always my passion and now I get to teach it”, pride swelling his chest.

“Must be lovely to live your dream”, you complimented, finishing half of your soup. 

“Do you have one?”, he questioned

“Hmm..”, you knew what it was but it was sort of unrealistic because it wasn’t a common thing, “I did like drawing growing up but my passion has always been singing. I always wanted to be a singer but it’s not common amongst hybrids”.

“Why not still do it anyways? You can sing at open mics or karaoke or write your own music. I have a friend who is a singing teacher, he can help you with anything you need”.

“Do you have friends in every job field?”, you chuckled.

“No but it sure does feel like it sometimes”, Yunho rubbed the back of his neck, “plus I don’t have that many friends, I would rather have a small group than a whole group of fake ones”. You respected that, finishing your soup. Yunho noticed the bowl was done, “would you like another bowl or are you good for tonight?”

“I’m good for tonight, if there’s more in the morning I’ll eat some then”, Yunho grabbed the bowl and put it in the sink, washing out every residue before placing it in the dishwasher. Making his way back to you, he lifted you bridal style and led you upstairs to the guest bedroom.

Inside the room was a queen-sized bed with blue sheets, a blanket and pillow set, two nightstands with a lamp on either side, a dresser, a closet, and a push-out window. “This will be your new room. We’ll get to decorate it how you want it soon but please, get as comfortable as you like”. Yunho placed you on the soft bed, slightly sinking into the plush mattress. It's been a while since you’ve laid on a bed, in a nice room and its warmth. It was hard to take in that you’ll no longer be on the streets. “If you need me, my room is two doors down, right next to the bathroom. Please do not hesitate to call me, shout even. I will be there”. Yunho had a serious look on his face, he’d risk not only his health but sleep for you if he had to. “Do you need anything before I leave?”.

You shook your head, feeling the effects of the shot wearing off. “No, please get some rest, Yunho. You've done more than enough for me”, you said honestly. Yunho gave it a second thought but he pet the top of your head anyways, “Goodnight y/n”. He turned around to walk out the door to save himself from potential embarrassment. 

Before he walked out of the room, you called his name. Yunho turned his head to face you, “Goodnight”. He placed his hand over his heart and bowed before leaving the room.

Ultimately, you were left by yourself in a foreign room that was now considered yours. Did you imagine this is a million years? No, not for a million more at least. But you’re more than grateful to have been brought in. You hadn’t called Yunho before he left to tell him goodnight, but because you wanted to sleep in his bed with him for comfort. You just couldn’t bring yourself to say it. Although you’ve been reassured many times that you weren’t invading, bothering, or being a burden to anyone, you always felt like that inside. So you planned on handling yourself independently before asking him for comfort, he’s been nothing but sweet anyway. Instead, you’re looking forward to what the next few days, months, and hopefully years will bring for you. You can’t wait to officially meet Mingi and San properly and their other two hybrid friends. You haven’t had this many hybrid friends since….

Well… that’s enough for right now. You decided to try and sleep, it's been days since you slept properly. Placing the blanket over your shoulders with your head hitting the soft pillows, you attempted to fall asleep. You’d soon realize that tonight’s sleep would shortly be another unsuccessful one.