Paws Not Claws (ON HOLD)

IV

Morning came by, and Mark was the first one up. He had slept wonderfully, which he loved. Mark looked over at Bambam and hesitated before nuzzling into his shoulder, he purred quietly. Bambam shifted as he slowly woke up. He noticed Mark against his shoulder, he smiled and wrapped his arms around him. Mark was surprised and his face turned red. 'w-what are y-you doing..' 'i need a minute' Bambam mumbled as he hid his face in Mark's neck. Mark tensed up as his breath hitched. Bambam laid there, holding Mark and becoming sleepy again. Mark breathed quickly as he started shaking slightly, he was nervous. He has never been held like this so he doesn't know what to do. Bambam slowly began to fall asleep, squeezing Mark gently. Mark wrapped his tail around Bambam's leg and gave a small squeeze as he shifted. Mark felt bambam fall asleep and sighed slightly. 'so this is how it feels to be held..' Mark asked quietly. He liked it, but it scared him. What if Bambam is only acting this way to trick him? These type of thoughts is what stops Mark from curling up against Bambam and purring as loud as he wanted.

Two hours of thinking, Bambam woke up. Mark immediately got out of his hold and sat up. Bambam glanced at Mark and arched an eyebrow. 'you okay?' 'yes..' Mark whispered as he cleared his throat. 'did you sleep good?' Mark asked. Bambam nodded and sat up as well. 'yeah, i'm gonna go make breakfast now' Bambam said, slowly getting off the bed. Mark watched 'what will you be making' Mark asked quietly. Bambam shrugged as he scratched at his chest. 'i'm not sure.. i'll think of something' Bambam then shuffled over to the bathroom. Mark watched as bambam walked in and closed the door. Mark pouted, he wanted to ask Bambam if he could pet him, it always soothed him in a way. Too bad his negative thoughts stopped him from asking.

Once Bambam was done brushing his teeth, he left the bathroom. Mark perked up, his tail swaying slowly. Bambam smiled at him 'come help me hm?' Mark nodded and quickly walked over to him. Bambam gently patted his head, then gently began rubbing his ear. Mark purred loudly, nuzzling into Bambam's hand, closing his eyes. Bambam smiled more, as he slowly pulled Mark into a hug. Mark blushed and continued purring. Bambam then stopped petting his ear, making Mark let out a quiet whine. 'we need to go make breakfast' Bambam said softly. Mark clings tightly to him and pouted. 'c-cuddles?' Mark asked. Bambam felt his heart flutter. How can Mark be so cute? 'fine, but later we have to eat something' Bambam said and tugged Mark back into the room.

After cuddling, Bambam made a simple breakfast. Mark stared at Bambam while he set the table. 'you can sit' Bambam said softly. Mark nodded, his ears fluttering as he sat down slowly, his tail wrapping around his own waist. Bambam gave him a plate of food and slowly pet him carefully before sitting down. Mark blushed slightly before looking at bambam. 'go ahead' Bambam said, slowly beginning to eat. Mark began eating slowly, humming softly. 'it's good'

After breakfast bambam spoke to Mark about getting him new things. 'you don't have to. i'm okay with my small amount of clothes and shoes' Mark mumbled. Bambam shook his head. 'i want too, so let's go out' 'but i hate going out in public. everyone just stares and judges as if they've never seen a fucking hyb-' Mark's eyes widen as he realized what he just said. He whimpered and began backing away. 'i-i didn't mean to cuss i'm sorry' 'mark it's okay-' Bambam reached a hand out to pet Mark but Mark snapped and hissed at him, his ears laying down as he bared his sharp teeth at him, backing away. 'mark calm down' Bambam said softly and tried getting closer. Mark hissed more and growled slightly as he backed away, his back hitting against the wall. Bambam frowned. 'mark relax i'm not gonna- fuck!' bambam whimpered when Mark scratched at his hand for trying to touch him. Mark flinched and quickly curled up and closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the hit. But it never came. He slowly opened his eyes as he watched bambam look at the scratch marks that were now on his hand. Bambam sighed softly as he stood up and went to the bathroom. Mark watched before he started shaking. His negative thoughts began flowing in and began panicking. He feels like bambam's left to get a whip or something and is gonna come back and beat him. He flinched when he heard footsteps as he tried to make himself into a small shaking ball on the floor. Bambam came back and stared at Mark with a sad look. He would never understand who would hurt him so much to the point he fears for his own safety. Mark felt pathetic as he whimpered when bambam got closer. 'mark.. it's okay i'm not gonna hurt you' he said softly. Mark looked at him and stayed curled up, his eyes becoming filled with tears as he sniffled. 'i'm sorry.. i-i didn't mean t-to scratch you' Mark stuttered out as his tears began pouring out of his eyes as he became a small, shaking, crying mess on the floor. Bambam slowly sat next to him and slowly brought Mark onto his lap. He pet him while Mark simply held onto him and continued crying. 'mark i don't know what got you to this aggressive protective self but i'm not going to hurt you ever, that's never gonna be my intentions. i see innocence in you' Bambam said softly as he petted him. Mark hiccuped softly as he held onto Bambam, shaking still.

After a while of Bambam trying to get Mark to calm down. He finally had put the younger to sleep, hearing his soft purrs made a small smile on Bambam's lips. He grunted softly as he picked up the hybrid and carried him to the room, laying him on the bed and putting a blanket over him

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Poor baby