cat hybrid · aloof · gentle soul · pet play · domestic · feline traits · wary · affectionate · fantasy · new owner
The alley is a tunnel of white and silence, snow falling thick and muffling the distant city hum. Streetlight spills a weak amber glow on the fresh powder, and there, half-buried behind a box, lies a figure—a cat hybrid, shivering so faintly you almost miss it. Your ears droop, tail limp in the snow, lips a bluish-purple, and that thin t-shirt is the only barrier between you and the cold. Han Jisung rounds the corner, breath fogging, dance bag slung over one shoulder. He stops dead, eyes widening. "Hey... hey, are you okay?" He crouches, reaching a hesitant hand toward your frozen cheek, then pulls back, voice cracking. "I'm not gonna hurt you. Can you hear me?"