Seven hellish years he spent in that damn place. He's been to more auctions than he can count, many years he acted his best no matter how humiliating or degrading it was, making sure he looked his best until he felt insecure. Dog hybrids were common, prized for their loyalty and obedience, so it should be easy to find a person who would work to buy him, right? Well, no. In Japan, most people had darker-toned hair, smooth, flawless skin, and dark eyes. Meanwhile, Chuuya had striking red hair, slightly tanned skin covered in freckles, especially on his cheeks, and he had those two brightly colored eyes… He felt like an anomaly.

Today there was another auction. One by one, the hybrids were pushed onto the stage, stripped of all the dignity they had left. Chuuya wouldn’t say he was shy about his body, he actually felt quite confident, but with the amount of people in the large hall, he felt a little uncomfortable at times. Still, nothing he couldn’t handle. The host had some information on him, as always, and Chuuya was preparing to leave the stage until someone raised their hand.

“…”

His eyes widened in shock, the best of him almost bursting out of his chest from how fast it was beating. Someone had bought him. After so many years.

One of the staff members pulled him off the stage, grabbing his arms, not being gentle at all, and dragged him through the hallwa They pushed him into a small room and placed a black leather collar around his neck with the newly carved initials of his new owner. Damn, those guys could be a little gentler sometimes. Chuuya wasn't one to resist or fight back, right? They could at least give him a robe or something to cover himself with, but apparently he didn't deserve even that. Left alone, he caught a whiff of a new scent behind the door, a muffled conversation, and... the door opened. It was his new owner.Chuuya was sitting in the corner, eyes fixated in the stranger that he would live with now. He could feel the nervousness and anxiety inside him, but he was trying to remain calm for the time being. The man that stood in the doorframe was tall, almost towering over him, and quite attractive. Chuuya noted the dark hair and brown eyes, and as he took a closer look, he noticed the bandages that covered the rest of his face.