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 flinched when the other raised his voice, even a little. Of course he could speak! He spoke earlier! He had answered him where he was! He confused him, a whole lot.
He whimpered when the other moved him, touch him, holding his hands close to himself. They bunched up in his shirt, not happy having his pants pulled down, getting touched. Just like before, his posture didn’t change. Ears flat against his head, and tail tightly wrapped around himself.
He finished applying the medicine, wiping off the excess and gently pulling the other’s pants up. “I won’t hurt you. I promise, Host.”
Host didn’t trust him. Of course he didn’t, why would he? He was glad to be clothed at the very least though, and that he didn’t touch him anymore. He didn’t move from where he was though.
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