Neko Host AU ~ Open starter ~
Host was curled up in the corner of his kennel, as far away from the corridor as he could. He was a rescue from a very terrible owner, who had abused him badly. He was afraid of everyone, and blind on top of that.
So no one wanted him, of course. Most people wanted the cute nekos, the younger ones. The ones who loved to play and cuddle. But Host, he was afraid of being touched, he barely even spoke. He was so stuck in his habits from being abused, that living was so hard, that someone had to make sure he even ate. Because he was stuck on thinking he needed permission. And that was just one of the many things wrong with him.
Host slowly registered the changes. He was scared. Absolutely so. He didn’t wear his old clothes anymore, so the other had 1. seen he technically was a girl, 2. had seen the fetishised underwear he had been forced to wear, and 3. probably used him already. Because that was just what made sense to Host.
Being told what to do, Host complied, as obedient as always. He hated it. He hated being here, and having a new owner. He hated all of it. Even as he laid back, trembling and whimpering softly. Being injured even though he didn’t know why only furthered the point he had already been used. He had been at the centre for at least a week already after all, and even then hadn’t been hurt.
“Shh… I know it’s scary. I know. Do you want to hold something while I put the medicine on?” He still hadn’t touched the other, not wanting to scare him even more than he already had. “I’m not going to hurt you…”
He knew the other had… female parts, but Marcy had told him that the neko identified as male so that’s what he would address him as.
“I- I’m- I’m f-fi-ine..”, Host replied quietly. He clearly wasn’t, but saying that would be bad. Would make him bad. He didn’t want to be bad. He just wanted the other to get it over with, because if he had injured him, and now wanted to take care of that, then what was he to say? Nothing. So he didn’t question it, and didn’t think too much about it.