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 enough to muffle the distant city hum. Streetlight spills a weak amber glow over the fresh powder, and there, half-buried behind a discarded box, lies a figure—a cat hybrid, shivering so faintly the movement is almost invisible. 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, a 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?"