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The Cat and The fox III - PSH & JWY - TCTF SERIES

(Pictures aren't mine, credits for the original creators)

Pairing: hybridcat!seonghwa x reader x hybridfox!wooyoung (non-romantic)

Genre: fluff, angst

Warnings/tags: mentions of abuse and trauma (not explicited); hurt/comfort; happy "ending"; hybrid au; hybrid series

WC: 2,7 K

N/A: This is the official ending of The Cat and The Fox, BUT if you guys are interested, I'm all for making little snipts of the past and the future for this story with your requests!

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The Cat and The Fox I

The Cat and The Fox II

Seonghwa was the kitty and Wooyoung was the foxy. It took me a while to get to the introductions, since they could barely look at me, even less talk to me.

Some would dare say they were some of the easiest people to live with, but that would be a false statement of a selfish person. They were the hardest roommates to live with for the same reasons, one could say the opposite.

They didn’t ask for a single thing, not even a drop of water.

“Of course, I’m sure, you can just grab what you want”.

The both of them looked at each other before looking at the table full of the different side dishes, fried chicken and the two bowls full of rice in front of them. Then, finally, they moved slowly for the chopsticks.

“Thank you, we’ll eat well”, Seonghwa said and both took a bite of the steaming rice.

That was the first time I heard his voice. It was a sharp contrast to his soft and shy demeanor and he himself seemed shocked to hear it, or maybe he was shocked he actually said something, since his eyes went big, and he recoiled on the chair.

He chewed slowly, eyes focused on the uninteresting table cloth while my eyes were on him, he was clearly tense as his fluffy gray ears were glued to his black hair. So I looked down to my own untouched food and started to eat too.

I tried to be more discreet as I looked over to Wooyoung. It was a weird sight to see Wooyoung, who as a fox had zero shame, be this meek as a human, no, in his human form. Both of them seemed embarrassed, and I thought at first it was just because I saw them naked, which sure, who wouldn’t be dying inside at that situation? But as soon as I looked his way, he seemed to recoil in his seat like he wanted to become smaller and invisible, and I got a glimpse of his tail hugging his own waist.

That was really the same person that just demanded space for himself on my lap as a fox?

If I ever find those moth—

“It’s delicious, thank you for the food and… for everything else”, Seonghwa was the first to spoke up, yet he didn’t look up to me.

Seonghwa as a cat did seem more quiet and calm since the beginning, but he wasn’t like this after being comfortable in the house. They clearly rather their animal forms, but then, why they don’t… shift?

“Yes, the food is excellent, thank you” Wooyoung said something for the first time.

“Well, thank you, I try to cook most days when I’m back from work”, I said as I smiled at them.

His voice was less deep, yet it sounded raspy like Seonghwa’s, and it was clear that they didn’t use it for some time, but I kept this and every other observation to myself.

“Try these two together”, I said as I grabbed one bite of the kimchi and put on Seonghwa’s bowl, then one bite of the rice cake right beside it. I did the same for Wooyoung.

The air seemed less tense around us after that moment, but as I went to sleep that night, I couldn’t call any of that progress.

They were so quiet that an easily distracted person could forget they were in the room

I had to go to work in the morning, but as soon as I got back, it was like I was all alone again. The house was spotless and the blood on the carpet disappeared, it was like nothing happened yesterday. However, the smell of food cooking was unmistakable.

“Seonghwa? Wooyoung?”, I called in a soft tone. I already learned the lesson of not screaming in the house, not even when I’m trying to catch their attention.

There was no response.

I knew at least one of them had to be in the kitchen, but they weren’t on speaking terms quite yet. When I showed them where I left breakfast and lunch for them, I got soft thank you’s again, but nothing more.

My steps announced my presence to the whole house, so at least they would know to expect me soon. It was clear they got easily scared by anything, really.

I went to my room first, left my bags on the bed and went to take a shower. The hot shower helped clear my mind of my current worries. I couldn’t bring my stress over to them, when they were so on edge around the house, yet there was still a big chunk of work waiting for me after dinner.

When I stepped a foot into the hallway, the house was silent as it was before, and I debated calling both of them again, but decided against it. They’d show up when they wanted to, and they’d talk to me when they wanted to. It was hard to keep that in mind, but their decisions deserved that respect and patience.

“Hmm, exc-”

I gasped as my soul almost left my body. I turned around to Wooyoung, just two steps away from me. His face went pale, and his eyes were wide, as he looked around, and I noticed how his tail was around his waist again.

“I’m… I am so sorry, I did not mean to scare you”, he gestured non-stop with his hands. “I wanted to… I just thought that you, no, miss, I-”

I didn’t try to interrupt him, not when that was the most he ever talked to me, I only smiled, a reassurance smile I hoped, as I nodded along.

But he stopped trying. He gulped while playing with his own fingers, looking over my shoulders, but never to me.

“You just wanted to… say that dinner was ready? To call me over to the kitchen?”.

He nodded in an eager way while barely meeting my eyes for a second, then turning to his room.

I didn’t notice the door half open, nor did I hear the light creek of the wood when it opened. It was that moment I released how good they were at being invisible.

“So, let’s go downstairs together then?, I asked as I smiled, and his attention was on me again.

I saw the way his lips curled up, before it faded to a neutral expression. He nodded.

“It smells delicious. Did you both make it or one of you likes to cook more than the other?”, I asked as I walked down first without looking back at him.

Even when we walked, I only heard my footsteps. There were two beats of silence before he answered.

“Seonghwa-hyung and I made it, but he does not cook often”.

There was this smile on his voice, even he hid it off his expression. He sounded happy, and proud and I couldn’t hold my own happiness.

“Oh, speaking of him, is he going to come eat soon?”, I asked as I looked over to him, waiting by the stairs.

Wooyoung looked to the kitchen. The door wide open, yet not a single sound came from it for a few seconds. Then, soft steps reached my ears. A second later, Seonghwa’s flustered face was out, the rest of his body hiding.

“Hm, yes, I will. I was just checking to see if the food was still warm”, he stumbled a bit over his words and disappeared again.

I noticed the table was already set, which left me without nothing to help them with.

“It was really sweet of you both to make dinner for us, thank you”.

A big noise came out of the kitchen, almost like a pair of chopsticks hit the metal of the sink from a high place.

“I’ll go help him, please, take a sit. We want to thank you for your kindness”, Wooyoung said in such a confident tone and a small smile on his face that surprised me a little, but he immediately walked over there as if he didn’t notice himself.

Maybe I could call that some progress.

They were so polite and so respectful

I couldn’t ignore it anymore.

It’s been great 4 days up until now, and they were becoming more and more open as time went by, but something never changed. It was in the way that they spoke, that they moved around the house, even when they sat on the couch. I noticed it all yesterday, the first weekend I was home the whole day. It was perfect. The perfect posture, the perfect tone, the perfect way to walk. It was unsettling, it seemed like they were never relaxed. Again, another perfect opposite of their animal form, it seemed.

I couldn’t make myself ask anything, it would cause more bad than good, but I also couldn’t let those thoughts go. However owned them, maybe still own them, did this, all of it. It was frustrating because I knew that 4 days could not erase it, nothing could erase it, but I wanted to so much.

“That one”, Seonghwa said it at last in that soft tone of voice.

Now the roughness was almost completely gone of their voices, which was a relief, and I liked to think that they looked more healthy now. The slight glance of their bodies I took 5 days ago told me enough about the amount of food they had these past… days? Weeks? I hoped it wasn’t months.

“Are you sure?”, I said it while finishing the popcorn in the kitchen.

It was still hard not to be loud when speaking and the fact that they could perfectly hear me this far if I whispered was still unsettling, but the hardest of them all was to pay attention to make sure I understood what they said.

“Yes, I won rock, paper, scissors, he can not complain”.

I was almost sure I heard Wooyoung complaining right after that, and Seonghwa shushed him quickly.

I came into the living room with two of the three bowls of popcorn that I made for us.

“Here we go”, I gave them theirs and hurried into the kitchen to grab mine.

The silence was understandable since we were paying attention to the screen, now on the 9:56 minute mark of the first Narnia movie, but there was a palpable distance between them and me. The couch wasn’t that big, yet they seemed to leaned away so our shoulders and thighs wouldn’t touch for a moment.

“What do you both think until now?”, I whispered while glancing at both of their faces.

It was fascinating to watch how their eyes brighten up to a scene or how they would be tense from another, reacting like a real open book. I knew the movie by heart anyway, so it wasn’t like I’d lost the plot.

“I wish something like this existed in real life”, Wooyoung whispered with focused eyes on the screen.

“Then the witch would also be real too”, I said.

“There’s people like her already in real life”, Seonghwa said, and I couldn’t do anything other than nod. “But they have a chance against her, right?”

“They do, they have a lot of people, I mean, animals that are going to help them throughout this”, I said while giggling at my own mistake.

“Hey, when did you watch this for the first time?”, Wooyoung turned to me, catching me off guard.

“Hm, I don’t know, when I was 9? I just remember being young”.

He simply nodded and turned back to the TV. Was that supposed to make sense? Seonghwalooked over at me with a small smile.

“They seem a little like hybrids, don’t you think? The only thing is that we don’t speak like that”, he said.

It felt like my mind was blown away. It was true that study with hybrid weren’t news, it came close to a century ago, but back then, nothing was a “success” as it is now. The topic of hybrids has been in people’s lives for a while, but it never occurred to me, it could be related.

“Does that offend you in any way? The similarities, I mean, if it was an inspiration”.

“No, if anything it would be nice to have that much freedom”, Seonghwa’s comment left a bitter taste in my mouth, and I’d be willing to bet they felt the same.

“Maybe you could, you know? There are a lot of different ways a hybrid could live now, there’s…”

The way both looked at me made me shut up. They knew that I was going to say “new laws”. It was everywhere a few months ago when the four new protection-laws for hybrids came into force, but my knowledge ended where the public information ended. I couldn’t know if it was something to be happy about or not, and by the way they looked at each other, it wasn’t.

“If there’s anything that I can do to help the both of you…”, I saw Seonghwa getting ready to interrupted me, but I kept going. “…even if it’s hard, I’ll do it, I promise”, I extended both my pinkies at them.

Wooyoung took my hand at the blink of an eye. “Do you really? Even if t means that we do not have anywhere to go?”, he looked at me with those big brown teary eyes and his voice trembled a little.

Were they worried about that all this time? That I would throw them out?

“Of course, you can stay as long as you both want, didn’t I say that before? I never wanted to make you both stay unwilling though, you both can come and go whenever, haven’t I said that?, I said in a whispered tone, looking into Wooyoung’s eyes

I was scared of ruining that fragile vulnerability that he put was on my hands and I wanted them to believe me, because it was true, and it was clear that I wasn’t as clear the first time.

So I wrapped my hand around his slowly. “I’ll do anything to make sure that you both are going to be okay from now on, is that clear?, I looked from Wooyoung to Seonghwa, who just held out his pinky to me.

“Yes”, Seonghwa answered out loud.

Wooyoung did in his own way. He hugged me to his best ability, considering our position on the couch and the fact that our pinkies didn’t leave each other. I opened my free arm to create some space for Seonghwa, a silent request that he could deny if he wanted to.

He threw himself at us.

“That’s the Seonghwa and Wooyoung that I’ve met and missed dearly”, I said as I attempted to play with their soft hair without touching their ears, which was no easy task since they didn’t stop moving for a second.

Seonghwa looked up from his spot on my arm. “Did you?”, it was like some of the brightness in his eyes came back alive.

“I did, I guess you both give some good cuddles”, I shrugged as I smiled back at him and I felt Wooyoung’s head moving from the spot on my shoulders.

“It was all I needed to know”, Wooyoung said, and before I could ask , I felt his fluffy bright red tail hugging my waist. “You’re locked now”, he whispered like it was a threat and Seonghwa laughed.

“I guess I am”, I tried to play pretend with them, but I couldn’t hold back a smile.

Their proximity wasn’t weird for a second, if anything, I caught myself relaxing right after that moment. Then, only then, I remembered we were supposed to watch the TV and my eyes went back to it.

“Shit, we lost one of the best parts…”

“Can we start from the beginning?”, Seonghwa asked and nested himself on me to get more comfortable.

“We have time, right?”, Wooyoung said from that one same self-claimed spot on my shoulders, and there were still some doubts by the sound of his voice.

“Right, we do have a lot of time from now on”, I said as held tighter onto both of them and I felt the smiles on my skin that they tried to hide, but the ears gave them away while I did my best not to squeal because of how cute it was.

I didn’t care, I didn’t really have to think about it, they were worth the hardships that would come my way, and I’d prove that to them.

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JONGHO AS A BEAR HYBRID - RAISED LIKE SIBLINGS EDITION

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I'm a bit late, but I had to write a little something for Jongho's birthday and this is my absolute favorite hc of him, so here we go! I could go on and on about it too, should I make a one shot of this? 👀

The moment your parents got an anonymous call to rescue a hybrid cat out of someone’s abandoned house, they didn’t think they would find a cub bear near the woods, alone and shot in the process.

To this day, that call would be an unsolved puzzle. First, there was no cat hybrid. Second, it was illegal to hunt in that area for many reasons. Third, why anyone would contact a small hybrid rescue organization instead of a wildlife rehabilitator?

They found out the answer for only one of those questions.

While they were in the car, the cub shifted to his human form due to lack of energy and blood. The little boy could barely speak or move, his poor condition clear as a day.

The good news were, from then on he’d have a home and, if he wanted to, a family to take care of him.

You both grew up together.

It was weird to explain the dynamic of you two to anyone who asked. There was no hierarchy between the two of you, something not as common as it was now. You were kind of like siblings, but without the constant urge to fight for everything.

Jongho would never fight you. Not because he didn’t want to sometimes (most times), but because he made a promise the moment he was accepted into the family. He would fight for your family, in whatever way they needed, so that includes you.

That meant, even when you were being stubborn for no reason or just annoying, he wouldn’t fight you. Instead, he would just… judge you in silent until you stopped.

There were some fights here and there, of course. His patience wasn’t eternal, and he had his own feelings and moments of being annoying too… although he blames 99% of those on you.

But who’s counting, right?

You learned all the little things about him from a young age, so you knew him with the back of your hand.

Like the urge he had for affection, even though he hated to ask for it, so much so he would rather be shot again.

Of course, you’d cling to him like a koala all day long and he just… stood there, like an actual tree, paralyzed and overthinking ever second of it.

With time, he got used to the feeling and dare I say, he loved it a lot, but would never say it. If it makes you feel better, it would be plastered on his forehead the confusion and sadness the moment you stopped. He didn’t notice his pout, either.

Or like the way he’d never speak without being spoken to. That didn’t last for long, but while it did, you made sure to ask him as many questions as you could think about.

It ranged from do you know why the sky is blue? to can I touch your ears please, please? He would always say no to the last one until your parents said to stop asking.

You did, but you couldn’t help watching it all the time. It was small, round and it looked fluffy. It was the perfect combination to make anyone in their right minds give a little pet, you know? Still, you respected he needed his space.

He also knew you with the back of his hand. He observed every single habit of all of your family, because he had to be sure they were safe to be around. Then he kept doing it because he wanted to understand why you were so different from every other human he met.

Even though, you were so annoying and loud and sometimes a bit dumb as a child, you were also kind-hearted and generous since little. You didn’t even complain when you had to leave your own room for him to stay, you were soo worried and scared because of the bad condition you saw him in.

You were sincere in your questions about hybrids, how did he do things or why he did it, not in the way he sometimes felt with other people, who looked at him like a fascinating animal and nothing more.

He was grateful for whoever made that call and saved his life by bringing your parents to him, even though he always asked himself who could it be.