「Changlix」
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　　In society, animal hybrids lived amongst humans. Hybrids weren't necessarily treated differently than those of human descent, it just depended on the certain person. Some people would love hybrids, and some would treat them like actual animals.

I, Seo Changbin, a human, am living with people that are both of human blood and animal blood. Almost all of my friends are hybrids, and I can admit that I may have been jealous.

Jisung is a squirrel hybrid, Jeongin is half fennec fox, Chan is mixed with Kangaroo, and Woojin is part bear. There's also Minho, he has rabbit genes in his blood. I used to wish I was something cool, like half cobra, black panther, or bat. But here I am, a regular human.

  Cat hybrids are my favorite. They're so lovable and cute, I have trouble finding anyone that doesn't like them. Besides wishing that I was half of some animal, I was partially satisfied with life. Although, I did feel like something was missing, but I couldn't quite point it out.

  Everything changed one day, when I decided to take the long way to my home after occupying Minho's house.

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"See you tomorrow emo bitch!", Minho yelled as I started leaving his house, while he pulled Jisung onto his lap. I said nothing, instead flipped him off and heard a chuckle before I closed the door.

  It was around 11:30 at night in the middle of December. I was wearing just a white t-shirt under a thin black zip-up sweater, with black ripped jeans and worn-out black converse sneakers. The weather was quite mild for the season, I was expecting a temperature under 40 degrees.

I live relatively close to my best friend Lee Minho, with maybe a two block distance. I needed to clear my mind for a while, so I decided to take the long route, in which I would walk past the beach and hopefully calm myself down. After that, I would have to walk through an alley to get me right by my house.

The breeze was calm as well, so my hair was tossed and played with by the winter wind. The sun was beginning to say goodbye and the moon was preparing to greet itself, so the sky was extra beautiful along the horizon. Hues of pinks and oranges were splashed along the vast sky like a canvas. My head was turned to the side as I was walking, watching the blue waves topple over each other in a clashing mess.

When I'm alone, I think about many things. That day, my mind wandered to how my friends have lovely relationships, and I'm always the odd one out. At one point I felt like I was too desperate, but in reality I wanted someone to love and protect, and to dedicate my time and love to.

Once I reached the small alleyway that was just before the street my house sat on, the sky went from an array of colors to a deep blue-ish gray. I couldn't lie, being in this narrow place gave me unsettled feeling, but it was pretty understandable since I was taught that it's dangerous to go into any kind of passageway between buildings.

Before that day I believed I wasn't scared of anything, but once I heard rustling behind me, my mind changed. I felt my heart drop from its place as I sped up my walking. I didn't know what was behind me, and I surely didn't look back. It turned out that what I heard what not behind me but it was in front, and when I approached it I saw something fluffy. I whispered to myself, "No way.."

I slowly approached what could have been the source of the noise, which was currently covered in newspaper. As I uncovered it, I felt sick to my stomach. It was a feeling I haven't felt too much before, a feeling of utter surprise and disgust.

On the cold, concrete floor lay a sleeping boy, but not just a regular boy- he was a cat hybrid. Dressed in only a white t-shirt and basketball shorts, this boy was subconsciously shivering, and his skin littered with fading bruises. It was hard to decide whether he was sleeping or generally unconscious.

This boy looked around my age, maybe a year younger. He had perfectly tan skin and strawberry blonde hair, topped with dirty white ears. His tail was matted, but it would probably look gorgeous if it was properly taken care of.

It was hard for me to decipher what my eyes beheld, I thought everyone loved cat hybrids? I felt my heart breaking more as I realized this wasn't just a cat hybrid that was either kicked out from his family or ran away, but he was also a human. He was no different than me, so it was like any other person was thrown out onto the streets to fend for themselves.

I bent down and lightly took hold of the cat boy's shoulder as I softly asked him to wake up. He wasn't budging even after five times, so I decided to do what any other considerate and caring person would do and take him to my home.

I scooped him up, it was alarmingly easy to do so. His limbs felt as if they were light gym weights, I wouldn't have been surprised if I was able to see this boy's ribs. As I previously felt only despair, I started to feel hopeful as the boy gripped his small hand on my shirt, as a way to tell me "Hey! I'm not completely unconscious!" I honestly thought it was too easy to get this cat hybrid boy to come with me, but he needed this and I wouldn't deal with myself if I let him suffer like this.

I immediately lay him on the couch and wrapped him in a big blanket before I began to make him some food, hoping that he would be able to eat. I didn't know exactly what to do to make him warm up, so I tried my best with the knowledge I had.

I knew that taking this boy in would be a huge responsibility, in which I would have to deal with all by myself before confronting my friends and family. I couldn't help myself from thinking, where is his family? Where does he go to school, and can he still go? Does he have friends? I pushed those question aside to focus on the task at hand; making him feel okay.

I went back to the hybrid and saw his eyes flutter open, they were icy blue and completely captivating. It took him a while to realize where he was, as he sat up and visibly started to panic. He looked around rapidly with fear in his eyes, with small hands gripping the quilt he was once wrapped in.

I hushed him and told him where he was, I was relieved to see him calm down. "What's your name?", I asked in the softest way possible. "I.. I'm Felix.. Lee F-Felix", Felix responded in a raspy voice. It seemed like he hadn't used his voice in weeks.

As I started to see Felix become more comfortable, I was ready to give him a bath and a change of clothes. I got his tail to look as good as new, as well as his pretty little ears. I changed him into a comfortable flannel and pajama pants, to hopefully make him as comfortable as I could. He was too weak to do any of these things, so I had to help him out.

  I was hoping that I would be able to gain his trust, and make him aware that I am in fact not trying to do him any harm. Once I was done helping Felix, he retreated back to the comfortable couch like a young kitten getting used to his new home. I thought it wasn't a good idea to ask the cat boy what happened to him, as he would probably not want to talk about it so soon.

  I turned the lights off, of course not before warning Felix, but I wasn't going to leave the living room so I could watch over him. I went to grab two cups of water when I heard sniffles and heavy breathing coming from the room next to the kitchen.

Slowly approaching the couch, I saw the mass under the blanket shake, until hushed sobs filled my hearing. Felix tried blocking his face with his shirt sleeves as tears rapidly fell from his eyes. His body curled against itself, the quilt now completely covered the boy.

I dashed to the other side of the couch, nearly dropping the cups of water I previously held. I felt my heart become crushed against my chest, watching this innocent boy fall apart. "Felix.. Felix hey..", I whispered and told him multiple times to try to calm down. I carefully lifted Felix up to have him face me. "Felix please don't cry, you're safe here, I promise", I softly spoke as I used my hand to wipe the boy's old and new tears.

His facial expression was nothing short of broken, eyes filled with sadness and desperation. Felix shook his head,"I don't want to be a burden to you..", he took a deep breath,"..but I don't want to go back. Please, please don't bring me back!" He started hyperventilating as I felt tears brimming my eyes. "Felix I would never, trust me I wouldn't let you go back to living like that..", I tried to sooth him from furthering in his panic attack.

It felt like forever to get Felix back to his regular breathing pattern, and to calm down his tears. I let his head fall onto my chest, hoping that he would fall asleep. Eventually, I heard the boy's breathing slow down and chest rise and fall slowly, signifying that he had slipped into dreamland.

I stroked Felix's hair, glad that it has been restored to a clean condition. I couldn't exactly believe that all of this happened, but I honestly was glad it did. I was beyond glad that I found the feline hybrid before it was too late.

I knew I wouldn't have regretted taking Felix in. Little did I know, he would change my life.

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It's been two years ago since Felix ran away from his family, later to be found and taken in by me. After a while he had finally told me that he escaped his home to be free from a wifeless, abusive, and homophobic father. One of the main causes of the cruel behavior against Felix was that he was simply a cat hybrid, which he obviously couldn't help. This made the boy hate everything about being a human and feline.

Felix had become the most precious thing in my life, the person who has came to own a half of my heart. We had both realized we felt for each other after a half of a year, and agreed to become each other's special person.

"Felix, come here!", I shouted from the couch, with Felix being in the opposite side of the room. He looked adorable, decked in a oversized pink knitted sweater, and knee-high white socks. As Felix was taught to appreciate his cat features, he (sweetly) demanded me to get him bows and bells to adorn the fluffy ears with.

  He stopped what he was doing to waddle over to me and place himself on my lap. I chuckled as he buried his head in the crook of my neck, purring like a young kitten.

"Can you guys stop being a couple for a second, I don't exactly want to see that very much!", Minho spoke up to the couple. I sassed back,"Minho.. are you going to pretend you weren't eating Jisung's face in front of us earlier?"

"Yeah, I didn't exactly need to see that", Jeongin mumbled and cringed to himself.

I looked fondly at the small and precious boy that sat happily between my legs. That was my world right there, and the reason why I keep going.

I never would have traded this for anything.

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I can't tell if I liked this or if I didn't,, I've had major writer's block :/

Also i saw A.C.E last Sunday it was incredible, they're so talented and cute. At the hi-touch I was shocked with beauty.

Anyways stan A.C.E