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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 was very glad when he was finally left alone, and his owner wasn’t going to hurt him. He wouldn’t have liked being hurt that much. Not at all.

Once he couldn’t hear anything anymore, he crawled off the bed and hid underneath it, curling up against the wall. He was sure the other would find him here, but it was best to get the worst hiding places found first, until he found a better one.

He turned on the telly, watching the show that came on. He wasn’t really watching it though, more thinking about his new pet. The poor thing was terrified and he wasn’t helping matters.

Host relaxed after a while, comfortable on the uncomfortable ground. It was nice, to be hidden away. He hoped he could stay here. His favorite activity was doing nothing. Because there was no pain, there was nothing he could be doing wrong. So doing nothing was nice. He could also doze, which was equally nice.

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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 was very glad when he was finally left alone, and his owner wasn’t going to hurt him. He wouldn’t have liked being hurt that much. Not at all.

Once he couldn’t hear anything anymore, he crawled off the bed and hid underneath it, curling up against the wall. He was sure the other would find him here, but it was best to get the worst hiding places found first, until he found a better one.

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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 stayed silent. He would avoid the corner. If he wanted to hide, he didn’t want David to know where he was! That destroyed the purpose of hiding! So he would never set his foot in that tent, or whatever he was. He was sure he’d find a different hiding spot here, hopefully one where David wouldn’t be able to find him.

He continued talking softly, speaking about small toys around the room. “There are toys in a small box. You are allowed to play with them whenever you want. There is a radio in the tent- speaking of the tent, it’s yours. I won’t enter it, and I will never take it from you.”

Host continued to be silent. No matter what the other told him, he wouldn’t be able to just drop out of habits. It would take a lot of time, and patience, and understanding what he needed. And Host knew he wouldn’t get what he needed.

All he really wanted right now, was to be left alone, and find a safe hiding space.

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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 stayed silent. He would avoid the corner. If he wanted to hide, he didn’t want David to know where he was! That destroyed the purpose of hiding! So he would never set his foot in that tent, or whatever he was. He was sure he’d find a different hiding spot here, hopefully one where David wouldn’t be able to find him.

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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.

He sat back, sighing. “Are you hungry? I can make you anything you want. Or are you thirsty?”

Host shook his head. He wasn’t really either of those, and he could live with not eating or drinking anything for a while. He could go days, if he had to.

“I- I’m- I’m fi-ne…”, he replied quietly. He hated being here. He wanted to be gone, to be safe.

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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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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

Medicine? Host wondered what for. He wasn’t sick, was he? He couldn’t think of anything. He was pretty sure he wasn’t sick.

But, this was his owner, and if he needed to do anything to him, he wouldn’t say no. He couldn’t. He’d be bad if he said no. If he said stop. So even though he didn’t want to be touched, and didn’t want to have anything applied to him, he’d just stay the silent obedient thing he was.

That didn’t mean he wasn’t hesitant to sit up, before waiting for what would happen.

He smiled softly, then gently touched the other’s back. “You are doing so good. This might sting though, and I’m sorry.” He smeared a bit of medicine on his fingers, gently trailing it along a raw cut. “Shh…”

Host flinched when he was touched, though stayed still. Not moving away, not struggling. He was trembling though, and whimpering when he felt the creme on a wound he apparently had and hadn’t noticed.

It made him scared. What had happened to him while he had been passed out? Did he even wear his clothes still, or had he been stripped of them already? He hadn’t noticed in his fear after waking up, and it made him more scared now. His body language showing that clearly, ears flat on his head and tail curled around his waist.