One Direction Book

Good - Hybrid!Liam

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I was about to take my shower when in the corner of my eye, I see a fluffy brown tail poking out from the bathroom closet. Biting back a giggle, I continued to pretend that I didn't notice the presence of Liam, the cat hybrid that I found hurt and starving by himself in the rain, standing in my backyard last month.

The cat-man was still very skittish and had a few healing wounds, so I knew that if I wanted to confront him, I'd have to do it gently.

"Liam," I heard his breath hitch, "I can see you your tail. C'mon out, sweetheart." I cooed, turning up face the door which slowly opened, revealing him to me, his head bowed down in shame, ears tucked back slightly, his large, long, fluffy tail in his huge hands, and a deep blush covered his face.

He looked so innocent and adorable.

"Why are you in my bathroom closet?" I asked, making the already tense boy in front of me stiffen, "Bad water." Liam answered quietly, making me tilt my head to the side slightly, "What's wrong with water? Why is it bad?" I questioned, gently signalling him to come further out of the corner.

The Wolverhampton boy walked out of the small compartment and shuffled forward, closing the door behind him. "The bad man I used to live with who threw me out told me that humans can't touch water... It burns them..." Liam said softly making me smile sweetly and take his hands, "Liam, water doesn't hurt humans. I don't know why he told you that, but whatever the reason was, it was probably just to scare you. I've bathed in warm water for all my life and it didn't hurt me once." I say softly, making the boy look up at me. His tail was wrapped around his waist in nervousness, "Really?" He asked softly, "Yes, really. Now, go wait in my room so I can clean myself up." I say, pushing him out of the room. Liam hesitantly did so, pressing against my hands as I nudged him out, but didn't open the door when I closed it.

Before I got the chance to strip myself of my clothing, there was a small knock on the door. I sighed before making my way over, turning the knob and opening the door. Liam stood there, his chocolate brown eyes filled with nervousness, "Can you keep the door at least... Creaked open?" He timidly requested, making me internally coo at him. "Sure. You'll still have to wait out here, mkay?" I say softly, making the hybrid nod his head.

I then creaked the door closed before stripping and showering. I spent about thirty minutes in there, I don't give a fuck who says it's a waste of warm water, it feels good. Once I was done and ready to step out, I turned off the water and drew the curtains, "HOLY SHIT!" I screamed at the sight of Liam sitting on the counter. "I'm sorry! I got worried! Are you alright?!" Liam asked frantically as he came up to check on me. I covered myself in the curtain, feeling very flustered. "I'm fine, Liam, I'm naked and didn't expect you to be in here. Can you please step out and close the door so I can dry off and get dressed?" I asked, embarrassedly.

"Naked?" Liam asked, tilting his head to the side, "I don't have clothes on." I say, making his face flush red, "Oh," he mumbled, looking down and leaving the room and closing the door. I let out a soft sigh of relief before I started to dry myself off and get dressed into a pair of panties, baggy shorts, and an oversized T-shirt. As I combed my hair after putting in the leave-in conditioner, my mind wandered to Liam.

I was clothed now, so I could open the door and I did. My eyes landed on Liam who was laying on the ground near my bed with a blanket over him. I felt myself frown as Liam did this often; he was raised to think he had to sleep on the ground or outside because of the abusive cunt who only saw hybrids as servants.

When I finished taking the last knot from hair out, I set the brush on the counter before turning off the light and leaving the bathroom. I made my way over to Liam, his skinny frame curled up in a little ball. The boy was only seventeen years old, a year younger than me and he's been through so much already. Kneeling down in front of him, I ran a hand through his long hair, moving the stray bangs out of his eyes. Liam's body flinched at the touch, but he didn't seem afraid when he opened his beautiful chocolate-brown eyes.

"I'm sorry for walking in on you like that," Liam timidly whispered, his face flustering into a light pink again, "I didn't know humans had to be out of their clothes to shower." I just shook my head, "It's okay, Liam. I'm not angry with you." I say sweetly, moving my hands to play with his long hair, careful of his ears.

The hybrid only nodded, his face showing a clear sign that he was upset with himself, making me frown slightly. "Li," I called softly, making his eyes find mine, his ears perking up at the sound of his name being called, "C'mere, kitty." I cooed, sitting up and tapping my thigh. Liam nodded before he moved himself from his laying position to straddle my thighs.

I smiled at him, reaching up to caress his cheek with my hand, making him lean into it and close his eyes, a small purr leaving his throat as he did so. Liam's eyes fluttered closed as I continued to pet him. "You're so good, Li," I whispered, making the Wolverhampton boy open his eyes, "Really?" He whispered softly, hope lightening up his face, "Yeah, you're so good. You're so sweet, Liam," I praised him, making the smallest smile appear on his chapped and slightly cut lips. "You have a pretty smile," I say making him blush into a deeper red and hide his face into my neck, causing me to giggle.

"You're okay, Liam, I can never be mad at you, Li," I whispered with a smile, gently wrapping my arms around his waist gently, careful of the bruises on his body. Liam hesitantly wrapped arms around me, his purrs getting louder at the feeling of being in my arms. "I'm never letting you go," I promised, making him squeeze me tighter and begin to nuzzle his face into my neck and shoulder.

I press a kiss to his temple, making him smile against my skin, "I don't want you to," He whispered, making me press another kiss to his head while my hand scratched the back of his ears, his purrs getting louder and louder at the touch.