✨ 𝐒𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 ✨

♡︎ 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 ♡︎

Contains: mpreg, hybrids

♡︎

"H-have you seen my baby?
H-he.. He's a cat hybrid too and
has black little ears and a grey
striped tail like me, he's..
My baby, he's only three days old"

The small cat hybrid sobbed softly,
his big doe eyes filled with tears as
he pleaded everyone passing by
for some news about his tiny son.

"Shut up, you disgusting animal.
I hope someone took your kid to the
shelter where things like you belong"

A man spat on the cold
concrete floor right in front of him,
making Jisung whimper.

Nobody helped him,
nobody cared.

What did he expect though in a
world where hybrids were still pets
or mere fuck toys and belongings,
a little "nice to have" beside
expensive cars and huge
mansions.

He was a dirty stray,
an unwanted residue of an
accidental pregnancy which
had been removed by dumping
him on the streets.

But for him his child was
his everything, even if he hadn't
been planned either.

Fat tears of absolute helplessness
rolled down the boy's cheeks as
he cried, feeling like he
had failed as papa.

His child, his baby,
his sweet little boy was gone.

Jisung had only left him hidden
under a soft blanket in an empty
alley where he often slept to look
for a bit of food for himself,
he hadn't even been gone
for ten minutes.

But when he returned
with the leftovers of a pizza,
his kitten was gone.

Of course it had been risky
to leave him alone but did he
have a choice?

Taking the baby with him
would have made him an even
bigger target for traffickers,
also nobody has ever passed
his sleeping spot before.

The small kitten had been
well-hidden, he had been sleeping
so it was actually impossible that
someone would have found him.

Right?

Jisung would never get over
the traumatizing moment when
he found the blanket messy and
pushed aside, not how he had left it,
but empty.

No small dark grey kitten was
curled up in it and sleeping
peacefully like when he had left.

"P-please.. Someone, anyone..
I want my b-baby back.."

"Shh there you go, little one.
All nice and clean, hm?
That's much better than
being all stinky from the
trash can."

The small kitten meowed softly
when Minho rubbed the towel
gently over the damp fur to dry
the baby, hoping to also animate
their blood circulation.