You always knew it would be difficult joining the 141 as the only human while all your teammates are big cat hybrids, but you never thought it would be this bad....
You've felt more accepted in groups as a rookie being hazed, because at least you could earn your place. With the task force you have no idea what you're doing wrong.
Everytime you walk into a room, they make no effort to hid the grimace they share.
Lips curled back, nose scrunched, brows furrowed. Indisputably a grimace, followed by an exhale. It's fucking humiliating. Do you smell bad? Is it because you're human? You know feline hybrids have sharp noses.
So you buy a new perfume, shower more and always spritz some on afterwards.
That, somehow, makes it worse.
Ghost leaves the room when you enter, gaz and soap always sit farthest from you, and even price turns sharp and stilted in his conversation. And they're always fucking grimacing.
Little do you know, that grimace is actually a flehmen response. A natural habit of feline hybrids to inhale scents better. Oh, and the reason they do it all the time with you? Because you smell amazing, mouthwatering.
The fact you've recently started wearing a perfume with civet pheromones. If only you knew just how much they struggle to remain professional with you walking around smelling so damn enticing....
