𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥 ; 𝘫𝘸𝘺 + 𝘤𝘴

𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭

The both boys soon found themselves in a park, after making san calm through reassuring him that he'd not hurt the little hybrid san trusted him and followed him to the park.

The blue sky illuminating loneliness which could be compared to san but he didn't think of those thoughts, not right now.
He Focused on the pretty boy beside him, admiring the gloomy nature, still he rethought whether this is right or not, ofcourse he's a cat and they are hard with people to trust on.

"I'm a hybrid, you?" San asked out of nowhere to which wooyoung turned his head, his black and blonde hair waving due to slow winds.

"True breed," wooyoung says fascinated by each and every scar, mole, mark on wine haired male's face, how could someone be so pretty?

"Guess you're a level higher than us," san sighed looking at the chippering bird on the tree.

"I don't believe in those things. We all are equally same." Wooyoung answered honestly.

"Society doesn't think like you," san said bitterly.

A moment of dead silence fell upon them as wooyoung was the first one to break it, wanting to know why the hybrid beside him was sacred and hurt, he looked utterly shooked when shifted.

"So.. why were you so scared when I chased you? You looked terrified." Wooyoung asked as he looked at teh side profile of san, the frekles again he liked it.

"Why did you chase me in the first place?" San questioned with a rise in his left brow.

"Touchè" wooyoung laughed earning a smile from san which was nearly as bright as sun, maybe more brighter.

"I was abandoned by my past owners, they were life to me and I never thought they would do something like that. People adopted me and gave me back again within Weeks. Guess I wasn't worth their entertainment." San said his sad story.

And wooyoung couldn't be anymore sadder, he understood the importance of betrayal in san's life. But some part of him wanted to help the hybrid.

"Why did they do so? Do you have any hint?" Wooyoung asked curiously as hevsaw san's sad face, his glowing eyes softened up.

"Maybe because I'm a hybrid and I have different coat and eyes. I guess they were embarrassed of my appearance." San replied while looking at wooyoung's eyes, his heart fluttered because the other was already looking at him intensely.
Then he realised how he didn't gazed at his beauty the true breed had dragon like sharp and slick eyes, his nose was perfectly long with a mole under his eyes and his lips were pink, almost megenta and he was a little jealous of the mole on his lips that made him more attractive.

Wooyoung couldn't believe how people were embarrassed of san's appearance, how could someone be so while hybrid is looking so ethereal and godlike being?

He's literally shining more than a star does.

"You're the most beautiful hybrid I've ever seen," wooyoung blurted out but he didn't regret telling that out loud, hoe could he when he's sharing a bench with such a cute yet finest cat?

"You think you me too highly," san said still looking at wooyoung.

"Maybe you're the one who think of yourself too lowly," wooyoung replied with a grin.

And san would be fucking lying if he said his heart didn't do backflips and rotations, he knew that being with this human is intimating and he liked it.

He secretly whished to be with the guy a little longer, know about him and know him.

"You're a hard one to win on with words," san laughed shaking his head.

"You're not the first one to say that, kitten." Wooyoung smiled cockily.

Again san would be lying if he said his stomach didn't churn.

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A little sloppy here, sorry for the shit chap-
Yeeeeeetttt

Take care 💗
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