cw/ hurt/comfort What about Wsn as cat shifters where cat shifters...

Wy became reclusive and spent most of his time in his cat form, refusing to shift for anyone.
When Sn was dropped off at the shelter it was a stormy night.
He yowled outside the door for hours until Wy couldn’t stand to hear his cries any longer.
He broke the shelter rules and shifted before sneaking out of the cat room and—
Wy shifted once again after leaving Sn in one of the open, cozy beds.
He went back to his corner and curled up to try and go back to sleep when he heard loud purring again.
Ever since that day Sn and Wy were attached at the hip. Other shifters had warned him of Wy’s bad luck but Sn had never believed them.
They were officially announced as a bonded pair that could not be separated upon adoption and Sn was overjoyed.
Wy pretended to be excited but anxiety curled in his gut.
He told Wy about all of the things he wanted to do in each of his lives.
“I want to be a panther in my next life. Do you think I could be a panther, Wyngie?”
Sn had squealed with joy.
“You’d be an even prettier panther. We can lay in the trees together during the day and go hunting at night. Doesn’t that sound fun, Wcc?”
Wy had just nodded and quickly changed the subject.
Wy was on his last life.
Sn had 8 more lives to live but he’d have to live them without Wy.
The couple talked with Sn for hours and Wy could see how well Sn got along with them.
They tried to include Wy in the conversation, noting the bonded tag on Sn’s chart,
He hissed at them when they tried to pet him and he refused to shift. Sn grew frustrated and excused them.
“Wy, what’s going on with you? I think they want to adopt us.”
“They want to adopt you, Snnie.”
“I think they’d like you too if you stopped hissing and actually talked to them.”
Wy shrugged and picked at his nails.
“Why don’t you want to be adopted by them?”
Wy shrugged again.
“You should go with them, Snnie.”
“But we’re bonded? I—I thought that meant we’d be together forever?”
Wy scoffed.
“We’re not mated, Sn. Bonded means nothing. You should go with them.”
Sn choked on a sob.
Wy swallowed down his own tears, he needed to be strong. Him and Sn couldn’t be together.
“Because you’re better off without me.”
Sn shook his head.
“No, I’m not and how dare you decide that for me. We were going to be together in every life.”
“No, we’re not!”
The room was silent. Sn’s sobs coming to a stuttering halt as the room seemed to be sucked of air.
“W—what?”
Sn collapsed to his knees and grasped at Wy’s hand.
“Sn-ah, this is my last life.”
Sn squeezed his hand tighter and pulled the trembling man into his arms.
They sobbed together as a heap on the floor.
Sn pet his hair and the black ears peeking through it. He hushed the crying boy and rocked him back and forth.
“Wy, please come with me.”
“But Sn, I can’t be with you in every life like you want.”
“I just want you, Wy, and if I only have this life with you then I will make it the most memorable.”
“This has been my favorite life, Sn-ah.”
Sn leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to Wy’s pink lips.
“I think this will be my favorite life too.”
—end
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