𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥 ; 𝘫𝘸𝘺 + 𝘤𝘴

𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐈'𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮

It was the day of when San get's adopted by that old man, well wooyoung told san to go get some rest in the cage and said he'll save him.
San was too overwhelmed by the sadness that he was just dozing off everytime so he went to the orphanage.

Wooyoung on the other hand was busy the hole night, he went to the stupid orphanage and looked for that bitch lady san described him as.

Morning rolled faster than ever as wooyoung rushed out of his apartment and went straight to the san, he entered the orphanage and looked at the lady.

"Ma'am?" Wooyoung questioned to which the women in her 30s looked at him while adjusting her glasses.

"What do you need?" Rude, wooyoung thought.

"I'm son of Mr. Oh and I'm here to adopt the cat," wooyoung lied, yes he knew the name of adoptee because san told him and yes he's lying that he's the son of Mr. Oh.
Well if something bad happens due to Identity crisis, wooyoung can deal with it.

"Sure, this way." The lady guided.

"Why didn't Mr. Oh come by himself?" The lady asked.

Fuck!

"Um well dad has a doctor's appointment right now that's why," another lie uttered by wooyoung.

Soon he was infront of san's cage.
His heart dropped low when he saw how weak the boy was gotten, and he's just lying in the cage, his beautiful eyes closed as his nose is huffing out small gush of air and snores.

"San! Your new owner is here to take you." The lady panned as she didn't even care to open the cage and take him out, bitch just walked away.

Wooyoung saw san open his eyes, because of in his real State wooyoung couldn't figure out if san's shocked to see him but indeed san was shocked.

The hybrid yawned cutely as he streched his hands making wooyoung coo at him.

"Let's take you out of here hm?" Wooyoung said softly opening the door of cage, happiest in the world to have this creation of God.

San jumped in wooyoung's arms and slept again, wooyoung laughed as he hugged the hybrid closer inhaling his deep rainy scent.

Wooyoung inquired to sign the papers of adoption and some more legal formalities incase the real old man who was gonna adopt him does something unexpected.
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Wooyoung was sitting on his couch with san curled up in his lap, sleeping or rather fainted because of weakness.

I was more than one hour since wooyoung was staring at san intensely, wondering how much of beautiful this hybrid is, how adorable and how much worthy of everything he is.
He wonders If he'll be able to get as happy and as smiley like now if san's not here by his side.
He loves him more than he knows it.

The cat shuffles here and there in the sleep before waking up properly and sitting on his legs still on wooyoung's lap.
The true breed smiles showers the hybrid with ginger kisses on his head and neck.

"Still weak?" Wooyoung asks, his eyes never leaving the beautiful cat.

The hybrid replies in meow to which wooyoung assumes as yes, his finger tips dip in cat's head, sinking into the thick furr as he performs a little magic, the blue flames spreading around the hybrid as he closed his eyes and leaned more into wooyoung's touch.

San felt like he was being cured which is what wooyoung did, true breeds can cure injured or broken things.
San felt alive and fresh so he decided to shift.

Red filling the area as he shifted to his real form, wooyoung still couldn't get used to san shifting he found it amazing, he knew he was mesmerized by his little kitten.