Cartoon Cat x Male Reader (SCP AU)

｡˚Chapter 33 - Hunter L/N˚｡

You stared down at the slightly folded white paper, stunned.

"Are you fucking... KIDDING ME?!" you bursted out.

Cat slowly peeked around the corner, studying you.

You take the paper and form it into a ball, tossing it away before quickly starting to walk away.

Cat squinted his eyes at you. "Y/N... you... aight?" he uttered, hesitant.

"UGH! I JUST- UGH!" you stomped away into the living room, sitting down on the couch with a thump. You crossed your arms and you muttered angrily to yourself.

Cat tilted his head, "Uhuh..." he uttered before stretching out his hand to grab the paper ball.
He unfolded it, reading what it had to say:

Hello.

I don't know what to say to you. The doctors told me that I needed to write to someone with my "genes" or some shit.

I need blood. O+. I know you have it.

I hope you don't show up. I only wrote to you because I fucking needed to.

Cat turned over the letter, reading what the backside said.

From:
Hunter L/N.

He widened his eyes, quickly turning his head to you.

"That  Hunter?!" he gripped the letter harder, his tail flicking behind him eagerly.

"YES! The fuck did you think, he has my fucking surname," you snapped, Cat perked his ears.

"Sorry I Just-" you grabbed your head. "I didn't want to be rude. I'm sorry," you said, looking straight down onto the floor.

He looked at the letter again, his usually round and big eyes turned elongated and larger, as he stared silently down at the paper.

"You know I could still kill him," he voiced, a wide smile spread across his face, though not one of his normal ones... the creepy one with weirdly human teeth.

You stared, then looked down.

"If he needs blood he's probably dying anyway..." you leaned back, now staring at the ceiling.

Cat tossed away the paper ball, getting up beside you on the couch.
He slowly wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a soft hug. He nuzzled his face in your neck.

You chuckled slightly. "That tickles..." you looked away.

"Oh, yea~?" he purred, slowly starting to kiss your neck over and over. "This tickles~?"

You stared laughing and wriggling. "Wait! Pfff-! I'm in! No mood!" you giggled, gripping his fur.

He suddenly grabbed your shoulders and looked into your eyes.

"Will ya tell me what'chu thinkin' 'bout now?" he said, laying his face in his hands.

"Mmm..." you hummed, staring back at him. "It's not important anyway. I'm not going back there."

"For sure, for sure, I was just thinkin', what if ya do?" he now only leaned on one hand.

You frowned. "What... do you mean?" you squinted at Cat.

He gestured with his hand. "Well, if he needs blood, he's gon' be in a vulnerable state... which means he won't be able to hurt'cha. Not like I'd let that happen anyway!" he grinned, narrowing his eyes. "And if he's fragile, you could-"