Summary:Jimin has three secrets, the first is that he’s a psychopath and the second is…
Tags:Flash back chapter, unreliable narrators, controversial characterization, psychopath Jimin, obsessive behaviors, yandere! jimin, morally questionable characters, guns, violence, gore, blood, murder, a brief drug reference or two, crime, first time smoking, depression, anxiety, hurt/comfort, medication for said depression, morally grey characters, Epilepsy, 4th wall breaks, vminkook focused, mild sexual content.
W/c:13.0k
A/n:Several people guessed Jimin’s second secret in my ask box! but no one has guessed the third yet! i hope you enjoy it, i’m posting this immediately after getting my wisdom teeth removed~ so wish me luck! if certain parts of this this chapter seems like it’s intentionally vague or intentionally misleading thats the point- i try to write each character differently and jimin’s pov is written mostly in reference to tae- if it doesn’t involve tae (or one of his other loves) why mention it you know? this chapter is stylistic to say the least.
The narrative is so interesting, so different, it clearly shows how is telling us it! I love it!!!! I wasnt sure at first what you’d mean as jimins narrative and how unreliable but know I get it!!! And just- Wow Li!!!! It’s so good it clearly shows his personality and his trying to convince us, it’s like really getting in his mind!!
I never thought much about how the pack got together but I Love this bits of their past, when they’re just 3 of them, the courting, kookies getting in love with them and how he started to love him and when joon got in their lives and ♥️♥️♥️
I just love it!!! It’s in the past but it doesn’t make this chapter a filer or less interesting than the story in the present!
The mafia part was also interesting…. I like the ideia that he got into it not because he truly wanted but the opportunity appeared and he needed the money. Not gonna lie, I feel how heavy it is and how it’s got more heavier now for him (the description of his first murder and now at the end, you clearly see that he wasn’t happy at first but now he is even less happy lol)
If I’m not wrong, you said that some member of the pack would change jobs at the end of the story, right? I hope Minnie be one of them also, will they know about it?? I wonder if all the secrets will be shown to everyone at some point, like jinnies as well (that also must know about minnie)
I was so dumb that I thought his secret was that he was in the mafia, not that he knew that yoongi was who he is now…him going to find him at that supermarket wasn’t a coincidence, them? He found him and planed that?
If we have to people involved with mafia in the pack I hope they be ready to whatever monbyul brings at some point and protect yoongis and Mc urgh
I’m so so in love with the pack~ when you described how minnie memorized their likes I could picture them together and oh I’ll never be tired to read their little love scenes ♥️♥️♥️
I’m glad they found each other, it feels like minnie was OK taking care of them both till koo got will and joon and jinnie really helped him carry that extra emotion… he also saying he’s not human enough to have anxiety and actually having it and Jin being the one to calm him down- it’s totally like “shushhh Minnie you’re not the monster you’re trying to tell us you are”.
500% in love with him sticker!!!
Thanks for this update!!!!
I hope you’re feeling better and enjoying your day!!! Much kisses and love!
@hananinare ahhhhhh im so glad that you enjoyed the diffrence in pov change and the change in style! it was really really daunting to write but im so glad it was pulled off well! it is really heavy to jimin- his whole like- being is in a way? like being in love and loving them is the only peace he gets T-T
i know the little flashback chapters here and there might not be the most interesting things because of course we already knows who ends up with who and stuff- but im glad that people are still enjoying them for their little tidbits.
yes! there will be several occupation changes near the end of bily and jiminie is going to be one of them, i can’t spoil it but! it makes me verry happy to think about what happens with them<3 all the secrets are eventually going to come out and be talked about within the pack- though it’s more events that have forced their hand.
minnie did not actually plan to find Yoongi, you’re going to see the section of the story again immediately following Yoongi leaving the pack from a Different perspective. but that part was entirely accidental! jimin didn’t know yoongi would be there in h-mart.
jinmin in this are…so cute- you put it so well. jimin couldn’t be the pack alpha he wanted to be and cope with all the stress, bending to jin and namjoon is so much better for him. now i think people kinda understand what i mean when i say that like- weather or not jimin is psychopathic is really up to interpretation, because he does feel anxiety and intense love and sympathy for others. he’s not just all murder and all love for tae tae you know?
im so happy that you enjoyed this chapter~ im sorry it took me a second to respond to you i don’t know how i forgot! i always enjoy reading your responses to this <3 thank you for leaving them <3
Tags: Fluff, detailed aftercare, collars, discussions of sexual bingeing, breif flashbacks to other bdsm scenes, bdsm dynamics, dom Jin, dom Namjoon, dom Yoongi, sub jk, sub m/c, subspace, dom space, mentioned dom drop, self esteem issues, calorie counting, implied relapse,
W/c: 10.5k
A/n: this chapter is one that had to be split because it was getting closer and closer to 15k even before editing but! it’s very sweet and fluffy, after the cliffhanger that happened in chapter 28- i gathered that people really wanted to see the m/c wearing the collar for the first time and even though thats not exactly like…the most pertinent thing to the story, i felt it needed to be written~
“You’re not going to make me put it on myself, are you?”
It’s not surprising that the request grants you frustrated growls from your packmates, Jungkook lets out a small purr. Namjoon’s hands shake- but Jin’s guilty smile says that maybe you’ve all had a little too much excitement for today.
Yoongi grins, dark eyes glimmering with heat, “You know exactly what to say to get Joonie riled up sweetheart” your mate comments, staring at you like you’ve just promised to end world hunger.
Tags:Angst, hurt/comfort, low-self esteem, themes of abandonment, betrayal, anger, anxiety, panic-attacks, brief implied suicidal thoughts (Tae) but it’s heavily implied, not the slowest of burns but it’s as slow as im willing to make it.
W/c:7.0k
A/n: It’s a little early but I hope you like it! alot of angst but the ending is worth it I promise! you guys finally meet the m/c! the next few chapters will show how yoongi and the m/c met and all that shit. PLEASE READ THE PROLOGUE BEFORE YOU READ THIS PART.
When he’d left to visit his familial pack (the pack he’d been born into) It was a sudden trip. One-day; Yoongi had given himself one extra day at home, the last day he’d get to love them before he’d left. It was all his anxiety would allow.
To his packmates it had felt a little like Yoongi was just distracted. Often they’d turn to ask him and found him anxiously looking down on his phone. In the morning he’d had to get on the first train and no one had thought anything of it- of course they were okay with him going. Of course Yoongi had to go for his family.
He’d left a heavily scented shirt for Jungkook to hold onto to make sure his seizures didn’t get too bad while he was gone. But the omega had his whole closet too and he wasn’t even going to be gone that long, right? his hovering and worrying was a little too much, right?
The best lies are one part lie and two parts truth. Yes, Yoongi’s grandfather was dying and telling them that didn’t feel like a lie. But on the other hand saying “I’ll be back in 2 weeks, maybe 3 at the most” tasted like acid on his tongue.
It’s not a lie when Yoongi looks at Jin and pouts, because even if he wants to cry as he drinks in his omega getting ready for work thinking it could be the last time he sees it, he can’t. Tears aren’t expected of him and It would give it all away.
“I’m gonna miss you.” Jin kisses the frown off of his lips.
Tags: Consumption of alcohol, drunk kisses, Jimin but gets handsy with the m/c, sexual touching, flirting, drunk sexual content, posessive behavior, yandere! Jimin, Don’t like don’t read, Jimin also has like- one sip of alchohol while he is the designated driver, but they are at the bar for 3+ hours
W/c:9.4k
A/n: Although i don’t think that what happens in the chapter is in any way un consensual- it definitely toes a line in what is considered modern consent theory. I don’t subscribe to the notion that one sip of alcohol takes away a persons agency- and the m/c is still very much verbally consenting to Jimin even though she has had a drink-and he hasn’t and Jimin is scent high so! She’s tipsy at best through the entirety of the chapter.
The Poem that is spoken before Tae’s poem is a snippet from Jasmine man’s poem ‘black girl, call home’ you should all follow her on twitter here! thank you to whatever anon recommended me her work!
The sun sets on your drive over, turning the rearview mirror every shade of yellow and red. The lights of the city twinkle in the distance and turn the sky a burning orange on the horizon. Jimin uses his horn liberally as he struggles to park but in the meantime, you transfer your few cards to the new wallet and put the wallet inside the bunny bag. Giving it a happy squeeze when everything is finally all in it’s place.
A group of people smokes outside the bar and If the smell draws Jimin at all he doesn’t show it, holding the door open for you and Tae. the interior of the bar is already crowded by the time you get in. You think you’re doomed to the standing room by the bar but then you see it: right by the door, a booth with one side to the windows
I’m leaving my thoughts on both chapter 32 and 33 here
(How terribly naive of your pack, to think that fate would spare you all its tricks). GHAD IM SCARED
Ooooooh that little hobi/mc crumb with his reaction to the dress made me go soft for them little crumbs like this already make my heart soaar. m/c and hobi’s development is prolly one of my fave parts of the story and little moments like that just makes the slow burn just burn a little warmer
WHEN MC TRIED THE DRESS ON IN FRONT OF THEM AND THEM JUST ADORING HER MADE ME SO SOFT
“Maybe she only knows how best to pull off the ruse because it fits her soul so poorly, every inch of it intentional.” THIS LINE IS JUST SO CLEVER TO ME I JUST SKNALSNFLEJD YOU WORDED IT SO WELL IT HURTS
THE FLIRTING AND THE TEASING PLLLSSS IT JUST MADE ME WANT TO TRY IT OUT ON SOMEONE AND MAKE THEM FLUSTERED AS HELL OR MAKE THEM WANT TO SPANK ME DAMNIT
TAE’S POEM! THE KISS! JUST AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NO WORDS CAN EXPRESS HOW FOKEN BEAUTIFUL THAT MOMENT WAS PLEASE IM CRYING
AND THAT CLIFF HANGER! I felt something coming up AND NOW THAT ITS HERE IM LIKE “WAIT GO BAACK! TAKE ME BACK TO THE PACK FLUFF AGAIN I AIN’T READY ” HYEJIN I THOUGHT U WAS A REAL ONE DEMNIT and the fact that Jimin ain’t aware who tf he’s glaring daggers into MEANWHILE MOONBYUL KNOWS EXACTLY WHO HE IS HOMYLAWD
And Jinnie hooooolaaaaaaawwd i feeaaaaaar the next update
There’s so much more i want to say and sheet but the beest way i could express it would just be screaming and crying but really this chapter was *chef’s kiss* ✨
@geekynicki ahhhhhh i’m so sorry it took me so long to respond! i think in all of the excitement of the comeback this got lost in the shuffle.
ahhhhh i love the hobi parts too~ i can’t wait to give their part of the story some attention in future chapters too, it feels like it’s been a second since we touched on it but!!! soon i promise!!!
Ahhhhhh i know- it’s felt so horrible to write Tae presenting as a man because like thats not her~ thats not the happy tae tae mommy that we know!!! honestly it was one of the hardest parts of this chapter to write!
you me m/c - wanting to make jiminie flustered enough that he takes her over his lap and punishes her I SWEAR i cannot wait to write chapter 35 just cuz, jinnie spanking, just the jinnie spanking. i swear its all i can think about ughhhhhhhhhh, im an impatient bean~
as for the future well,,,, i’m in the middle of writing the next update and honestly, it feels like one of those videos where everything just /almost/ goes wrong- but don’t worry, the actual falling apart doesn’t happen until the very end! we’ve got alot more fluff to get through!
thank you so much for your lovely review of the story <3 i love reading everyones takes on it and i go back even like- months after and read it sometimes too~ it always helps me get motivation to write more!
“a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.”
Summary: You had been working at Bangtan Corporation for almost two years now, and not once have you ever laid eyes on your bosses. That was, until you met them when out with some of your coworkers. Now, you almost wish you hadn’t. Almost.
Your life in your small hometown was not the best, in your opinion. If someone were to ask your siblings, or literally any other person who resided in the small mountain town, they would say the exact opposite.
You were more or less deemed the “black sheep” of the family within the first ten years of your life, never fitting in anywhere, even within your own family. You had an older sister and brother, as well as two younger sisters, making you the middle child.
When you moved out of town to go to university, you didn’t hear a word from your family, not even on your graduation day, which was fine with you.
However, one they heard that you were working for Bangtan Co., your family suddenly wanted to know how you were doing, what you were doing, and if you could send them money.
They suddenly acted like you existed now that you “made it big”, even though your mother still complained that you weren’t ever going to get married or give her any grandchildren.
And just like that, not even 15 minutes into waking up on this seemingly wonderful Sunday morning, you were suddenly reminded of your entire childhood of invalidation.
“Heyy! I know we didn’t call or anything, but we need a place to crash for a couple of days and you were the only person we know in Korea.”
You had opened the door only to come face to face with two people you were hoping never to see again.
“a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.”
Summary: You had been working at Bangtan Corporation for almost two years now, and not once have you ever laid eyes on your bosses. That was, until you met them when out with some of your coworkers. Now, you almost wish you hadn’t. Almost.
Chapter Warnings: fat phobia, mentions of trauma, some pieces of jungkooks past, mc questioning everything again, nasty clerks, just tons of feelings, angst, major feelings of inferiority, angry jimin,
Entering Yoongi’s office, you find a whole buffet laid out against the wall next to the large window and papasan chairs. There were different fruits, cut up into squares, as well as meats, cheeses and even bread rolls. Drinks were off to the side along with some plates and silverware. You stood in awe of the room while Jungkook and Jimin made a dash for the food, not even bothering with a plate as they began to shove their mouths full of food.
A hand on your back tore your eyes away from the hungry pups.
“Here baby, why don’t you go sit down with Yoongi and I will make you a plate, hmm?” Jin asked, more like pushed you over to where Yoongi sat with Hobi on his lap.
Listening to him, you had no urge or need to say anything, more than content to just listen to his words. Sitting down in the oversize seat, you look down at your lap, waiting for Jin to return with your plate of food. It only took him a couple of seconds, two plates in hand, one with fruit and a couple bread rolls, and the other with some meats and cheeses for you to nibble on.
“Good girl.” He muttered, loud enough for you to hear, and consequently blush, as he moved to sit next to you, his side pressed right up against yours. You held no fire in your eyes as you let him feed you little bits of fruit. You held no thoughts as you let him take care of you, content with listening to the others talk and discuss the gala coming up in a couple of weeks.
You were content just being in their presence.
Hoseok couldn’t explain the satisfaction and pride swelling up in his chest at seeing you nuzzled up into his mate’s side, your sharp and cold demeanor now that of a newborn puppy. Like an omega in her alpha’s side. The marks littered across your neck had his alpha crooning, pure happiness that you were claimed as theirs.
He could see the struggle within, could see how much you truly needed the reassurance only they could provide you. The amount of information he managed to get on your past greatly upset him, made him want to protect you even more. He needed to make sure you were always safe and comfortable; that you were loved and taken care of.
Watching Jin feed you little bits of fruit as you looked up at him with stars in your eyes settled his protective instincts, if only for a while. Knowing that you were starving yourself, not getting enough food in your belly, made his alpha crazy with need. He couldn’t stand the fact that you weren’t taking care of yourself, that you were depriving yourself of nutrients because of your past.
You didn’t even comprehend that Seokjin was feeding you, your mind blank with content as you leaned your head against his broad shoulder. You felt fuzzy, like everything was passing by you while you sat. You couldn’t make out anything anyone was saying at this point. You could only feel the warmth Seokjin was providing, could feel his hand wrapped round your waist as he held you to him.
You just let yourself feed into your inner desires at this point. Unknowingly giving Seokjin the opportunity to feed his own. His chest was puffed out in pride, happy rumbles leaving his body as he felt you lean into him more and more as time went on. His alpha was happy that you were finally letting him take care of you, letting him sate his instincts and provide for his omega.
He, along with Yoongi and Hoseok, could see that you, on the inside, wanted to be taken care of. That you wanted to give up control. And they were all too happy to provide. They were completely ready for you to leave your job, to move in with them so they could keep you safe in their den.
Seokjin especially wished nothing more than to wake up to the sight of you in the nest he would help you make. Your eyes closed as you slept, wrapped in his mate’s arms as he held you close. Their den would be your safe space, would symbolize the comfort and safety they could provide you.
Realizing you were asleep, Seokjin moved his phone out of his pocket, quickly going to the online omega store he had bookmarked this morning after you had left in the elevator with Taehyung.
He quickly scrolled down to the nesting blankets, buying the softest one he could find. When he was in your apartment, he noticed the soft blues that seemed to fill up your living room, the powder blue imprinted into his mind as a comfort for you. He may not have seen your room, but he could only imagine the number of blankets and other comfort items the walls held within.
Of the time he has known you, he has realized you were a creature of comfort, someone who needed to self soothe with items. He noticed how you always rubbed your fingers together, probably subconsciously. He noticed all of your clothing was of the same material, soft cotton that probably felt good against your skin.
And he also noticed the way you bit at your lip and cheek, an anxious tic that had probably developed when you were younger. He and his alpha hated that they had not been able to find you sooner, had not been able to show you the love you deserved sooner. Maybe then you would feel more comfortable in your own skin. Maybe then you would be able to accept their love without thinking it was a joke.
Seokjin just wanted you to see yourself the way that they saw you. He hoped that their courting of you would be able to help you truly love yourself, and not just the façade you seemed to put up. The start to his packs courting of you was food and flowers, typical courting items that most packs started with.
But after that, it usually differed depending on the person being courted. For Jungkook, his second phase of courting involved trips to Han River where he could lay in the grass, picnics by the waterfront as they listened to the trees rustle in the wind.
Jungkook’s background was very sheltered, and he was not allowed to leave the house until he was 18. So, the beginning of their courting was secret, hidden from his family. His family believed that Alphas were a menace to society, that they were all dominant assholes who intimidated and dominated to get their way.
For Jungkook to present as an Alpha when he was 12, that was the worst possible nightmare coming true for the calm and anxious boy. After that night, he was only allowed to go to school and back and would then be locked in his room without food. His family had wanted to beat and starve the alpha wolf out of their son.
Jungkook had met the boys through school, when he was still in the after school sports program. He had met Yoongi first, who was his mentor in basketball. He was sixteen when he and Yoongi had met Hoseok, Jin, and Namjoon, and it seemed as though he wasn’t alone anymore. Jimin and Taehyung had come later, when Jungkook was eighteen and had just began to feel safe leaving Yoongi and Jin’s home.
None of the boys had any idea about Jungkook’s home life until he didn’t show up to school one day. The day after his younger brother had presented. Yoongi had immediately felt as though something was wrong. Could feel the pain through their bond, Jin, Hoseok, and Namjoon feeling the same thing.
By the time Jungkook was ready to confess to his mates about his home life, Seokjin and Yoongi had already figured it out, showing up at his home and forcibly entering, police behind them as they rushed to their mate’s room, saving him and bringing him back to their now shared home.
Seokjin knew your home life was nothing of the sort, but emotional abuse was sometimes just as bad, if not worse than physical. And he would do anything he could to help bring you out of your shell. If that meant buying you comfort items as your personalized courting gifts, then so be it.
Clicking buy on the soft, powder blue blanket, he made sure to add a couple of other things to his cart, things he knew you would love and cherish, even if you didn’t show it at first.
He couldn’t help but smile at the sight of you pouting at him, not wanting him to buy you anything.
He knew that you would love it though. Knew that when you saw it, you would cuddle deeper into the fabric. Would nuzzle deeper into the symbol of his complete protection.
-*-*-
You had fallen asleep in Seokjin’s side, waking up to the comfort of your own bed. You were wrapped up in a pretty blue blanket, the fabric so soft you couldn’t help but bring it to your head and nuzzle your cheek into it.
You don’t remember buying the blanket, knowing it probably cost more than your entire apartment with how soft the fabric is. The only thing you could think of is Seokjin, knowing he had seen the colors you decorated your apartment with.
Slowly pushing yourself up off the bed, you rested back on your pillows only to feel your pillow move up and down behind you. Turning around, you come face to face with Jimin, his cheeks puffy with sleep as he tightens his grip on your shirt, something you hadn’t noticed before.
“Morning ‘mega.” Snapping your head to your door, you noticed Hoseok leaning against your bedroom’s door frame. You were now beyond confused at the situation you woke up in. How did you even get home? Did one of them carry you in? Were the others here as well?
Watching as Hoseok took a sip out of one of the mugs you had managed to collect, you rubbed at your cheek, wiping away any trace of drool you might have managed to produce. Hoseok could only smile at your actions, glad he was the only one awake after Jimin passed out.
Hoseok had been the one to carry you home, Jimin tagging along after he begged to come along, claiming he needed to be with you. He could tell the younger needed to calm his instincts, and if that meant being with you, then he was fine.
Jin wanted to come, but instead had gone home to see if he could help Taehyung with Namjoon. There is only so many times the poor boy could take the head alpha’s knot. Jungkook and Yoongi unfortunately had to go back to work. Jungkook, to deal with the drama of Jinae being dragged out of the office, and Yoongi because he had a rehearsal he had to supervise.
Jin was a little concerned with how the alpha was handling everything, given how out of control he seemed with his wolf. Namjoon usually had the most control out of the entire pack. It appears their omega was affecting him more than they originally estimated. Anyone would go crazy over you, Jin thought with a smile on his face.
Hoseok could understand where his pack alpha was coming from, seeing you slowly try to untangle yourself from Jimin’s koala grip. You were the cutest thing he had ever seen, and he had seen Jungkook as a bare faced adolescent.
You struggled for a couple of minutes, until finally getting out from under Jimin’s tight grip. Getting off your bed, you know you should be embarrassed at the fact that the two men were in your room, but you couldn’t be bothered. You were still a little fizzy from before, and instead chose to move to Hoseok, leaning against his chest.
Making sure you didn’t knock into the mug in his hands, he wraps his arms around your back, just enough for you to feel the weight against your skin. He hummed, bringing his chin to rest on the top of your head. Deciding to sit on the couch with you, he slowly moved towards the piece of furniture, your legs shuffling along as you followed his lead.
Sitting down, you quickly slump into the cushion, grabbing the blanket you always keep on the back of the couch to wrap around you. You feel Hoseok grab the blanket from you, tucking you under it and bringing your legs onto his lap, a small smile on his face when you don’t fight him.
However, when you finally open your eyes, and he can see them, he notices how hazy they look. He can tell that you were fuzzy, feeling out of it. Now that he caught a glimpse, your actions made sense. You were in the middle of a scent high, probably so sensitive to it because you had never been scented before.
This realization made Hoseok bring you in closer, careful not to push out any more pheromones. Typing out a quick message into the group chat he shared with the boys, he moved in to hold you. He didn’t want you to drop, having the idea that you would experience subspace sooner or later. Watching you earlier, leaning into Jin’s side, he had some idea of your headspace, but didn’t knew entirely until now.
He savored it while he could, not even letting Jimin hold you when he woke up. He continued to hold you close, breathing in your scent. He knew once you were completely coherent that you would pull away from them, would return to being closed off and anxious of them.
Jimin whined a little, but with one look form the older alpha, Jimin was resting on the other side of the couch. Close enough o feel your warmth but far enough to not incur Hoseok’s wrath. The slight pout on his lips remained, even well after you had regained your clarity, pushing away from Hoseok, muttering apologies as you stood from the couch.
Hoseok joined the other alpha, slight pout to his lips as he stands as well, moving to follow you into your kitchen.
“Y/N, little one, it’s okay. Please don’t apologize.” His tone is like one you would use to calm down a scared puppy, and it made your insecurities rise even more. He had his hands raised, coming closer as if sensing your distress.
“There is nothing wrong with what happened. I’m happy that you felt comfortable enough to let me hold you, to let me in even if it was for a small amount of time.” He spoke softly, eye holding warmth and hope as you let him move in closer. He stopped when he saw you tense, raising his hands once more.
“Please, little one. You are safe with us. If you need more reassurance, I know our Jiminie has no problem with adding more claims to that pretty neck of yours.”
“More claims!” Jimin yells from behind, pure excitement lacing his words as he moves to stand behind Hoseok, jumping in his spot as he giggles. You chuckled at his reaction, at Hoseok’s attempt to lighten the atmosphere.
Hoseok grins, pushing Jimin slightly more behind him, whispering promises if creating claims later. Turning back to you, his lips tilt up in a smirk, catching sight of your hand wrapped around your neck, covering the marks Jimin worked so hard on earlier.
“You don’t have to hide your pretty marks from us baby. We all have them. In fact, we all love to give them as well.” He smirks again, moving closer until he has you caged against the counter.
“Jimin told us all about what happened. How you needed the reassurance we were yours.” He cups your cheek so softly that you don’t even hear the door opening, your mind caught in the soft and sweet hold he was providing.
“I don’t know why you are holding yourself back, but I promise we will be here, always. You won’t ever be alone again.” Your eyes began to tear up, those words soothing the ache in your heart you had long thought normal.
“Now, now. None of that. Our pretty omega should never cry.” He wiped his thumb across your cheek, the tears that escaped quickly trapped under his skin and disappearing.
“Jung Hoseok! Did you make our baby cry?!” You snapped your head to the shriek, Jin, Namjoon, and Taehyung all standing in the middle of your living room with bags filled with food in their hands.
Your eyes quickly moved to the head alpha, his presence undeniable and all-encompassing as his large frame stands in the middle of my now smaller living room. Your apartment was barely big enough for you, let alone when Haneul came over. Now with five out of your seven alphas, their bodies taking up space, you realize just how small your living room really was. There was no way you could fit all in here comfortably.
You become embarrassed of your space, thinking that the boys are used to so much more. They probably have such a nice house, clean and neat, large enough for all of them to move comfortably and without question.
You don’t even notice when you begin to bite the skin of your lip, fingers rubbing together as your anxiety manifests physically. You only realize when Hoseok’s fingers tug your lip away from your teeth, his finger making contact with your tongue for a quick second before you pull back.
“What’s going on in that head of yours pretty girl?” Hoseok’s voice broke through your inner thoughts once again, his eyebrows furrowed as he visibly shows his worry. He had quickly caught the change in your scent, your sweet vanilla becoming burnt, his nostrils burning as he breathes in.
“Nothing.” You say or try to say strongly to the best of your abilities. You, however forgot about the immensely strong sense of smell wolves have, catching your lie before it even leaves your lips.
“How about you try one more time, and this time, tell us the truth. We can’t help you if we don’t know what is wrong.” Jin speaks up from his spot next to Namjoon and Jimin, eyes narrowed at your figure.
The pressure of all of their eyes on you has your shoulders tensing, not used to the attention, and you probably will never be. Looking at the others, you don’t see anger, or any other negative feeling, you just see concern and worry.
These men are quickly erasing all your previous thoughts on them, on relationships in general. They seem so sincere and loving with each other, with you, that you can feel yourself seeking out their touch more. You catch yourself wanting to give in to them, and you don’t think you can hold yourself back any longer.
You can feel the small cracks in your walls growing larger, leaving holes in the foundation and opportunity for some serious damage.
Taking in a deep breath, you try to put your feelings and thoughts into words, knowing they really do want to help.
“I just, I know that you are probably used to so much more than my little apartment and I don’t want you guys to feel uncomfortable here. It’s so small and you guys are so large…” You trail off, seeing the way their lips quirk up, noses scrunched as they try not to laugh.
Seeing their expressions, you quickly become deflated, all confidence you might have had at one point now non-existent. Your mind becomes entranced in your memories, remembering many a times when you had spoken to be met with laughter.
You hated how someone could ruin all of the love you had built up for yourself, could ruin your confidence at the tilt of a lip. It angered you, made you want to kick them out of your safe place. Made you regret ever letting Seokjin into it in the first place.
“Stop laughing. If you are going to act like this over my insecurities, something that took a lot of courage for me to tell you, then you can leave.” You snap, bringing your hand up and pointing a finger towards your door.
Your words have the boys freezing, their expressions falling as they take your tone in, realize how much they’ve upset you in such a small amount of time. Namjoon quickly walks forward, ignoring your body tensing up as he brings you into his chest.
“We are not laughing at you, my love. It’s just, being in your apartment, surrounded by your scent, is probably the most at-home we’ve felt in years.” He nuzzles against your hair, lips quirking at the skip in your heartbeat at his close proximity. He could feel your scent coming back to the sweetness he already loves.
“Even though everything would be better if we had your scent in our den…” Jimin’s words broke off as Jin smacked him on the arm. Jin had noticed you, had noticed how you struggled to move away from Namjoon, but couldn’t find it in you to do so.
Hoseok had confirmed his thoughts on the scent high Jimin unknowingly sent you into, and he felt bad for leaving you like that. It was his duty to take care of you, and he was upset with himself. He was glad that his mate was able to be there for you.
You do manage to pull your head away from Namjoon’s chest, looking up at him in confusion, eyebrows furrowed and nose scrunched.
“You’re…you’re not laughing at me?” You ask, needing to hear them say it again, needed to reassure yourself. Namjoon just smiles down at you, bringing his hands up to cup your cheeks, brushing the small baby hairs away from near your ear.
“We would never, baby girl.”
-*-*-
It was said that courage sometimes passed by generations; you hoped it wasn’t true. You would need all the courage you had to even sit on the couch right now.
It had only been minutes after the alphas had left, not wanting to overstep your clearly drawn boundaries. They had each given you a kiss on the cheek, a smile on their face as they pulled back. They left after making sure you were okay, subtle but visible glimpse towards the marks of claim on your skin left behind by Jimin, who smirked proudly once he noticed his mates looks.
Once they had left, your home was empty, making you feel somehow weird inside, like you were also empty. Your blankets and pillows were laid across your couch and chair, the boys having held them while Seokjin and Hoseok had tried to shoo you out of the small kitchen, claiming they didn’t need your help setting up the dinner Seokjin had brought.
You had asked where Jungkook and Yoongi had been but were reassured that they had just been busy with work and would be meeting them at home. Seokjin had even held a little smirk when you asked the question, surprised but not shocked to hear you voice concern for the two missing alphas.
Now that you were left alone, you wished you held more courage.
You had never had your brother in your home, at any of the homes you lived in alone, let alone letting five CEO alphas who claim you as their mate in your tiny apartment you could barely afford.
But yet, that was not why you felt you needed courage.
You wanted so badly to wrap yourself in the fabric that only moments ago Taehyung and Jimin were fighting over. You wanted to lay your head on the pillow that Namjoon was holding to his chest only minutes ago.
They were your things, so why could you not take the few steps and sit on your couch?
Groaning in distress, you just bypass your living room and head straight to your bed, only to remember the new blanket you had woken up to. You had no thoughts as you moved forward, your mind completely blank as you clutch the soft blanket in between your fingers.
You had never felt something so soft and were so sure it was Seokjin who had got it for you. You couldn’t lie, you had fallen in love with the powder blue blanket as soon as you woke up from your nap.
You knew you should return it, give it back to Seokjin and claim it was too much to give you, but you couldn’t. You wanted to indulge in the gift, wanted to wrap yourself up like a burrito and remain in it forever, never to leave the soft claim you knew Seokjin was trying to give you. You knew the blanket had to be a courting gift, like the food and chocolates they were sending you.
Having courage felt like losing sometimes. It felt like you were, in reality, being fearful of a different outcome. You guess you were, being fearful that it. You wear afraid that these men, who had shown you so much love and care in the past two days, were lying. You were afraid that they would leave once they got whatever it is they wanted from you.
Courage and fear are two paths on the same road, two sides of the same coin. You couldn’t have one without the other.
In your fear of being rejected and humiliated again, you had lost the courage to accept these men and their affection. The walls around your heart were slowly growing larger cracks, and you were afraid that when it did collapse, they wouldn’t be there to catch you.
Holding the soft fabric to your cheek, you held your breath, trying your hardest to gain the courage you wanted. The courage you wish you had from the beginning. You wished you had the courage to accept their love, to accept their affection.
Taking in a deep breath, you laid in bed, the blue blanket from Seokjin in your grasp as you laid on it, half of it wrapped around your shoulder. Your head laid on the spot where Jimin had rested, letting yourself indulge in the soft pine his clothes left behind.
Hearing your phone ding from somewhere on your bed, you thrash your arm around, not caring, and find it under one of your pillows. Grabbing it and unlocking it, you see a text left behind from Yoongi.
Yoongi: I’m sorry I missed out on dinner at your home. I look forward to next time.
You can’t help the smile that grows across your cheeks, and stays when you receive a text from Jungkook, his making you let out a small giggle.
Jungkook: I hope you didn’t forget about me I wanna see your nest next!
You didn’t know where he had gotten that from as you didn’t have a nest. Yes, you collected blankest and other soft fabrics, but you weren’t a wolf. You didn’t have those nesting instincts.
You: But I don’t have a nest?
You replied and not even a second later you could see the three little dots indicating that Jungkook was typing.
Jungkook: Jimin told me you have a pile of blankets on your bed that you sleep in. That is a nest baby
You didn’t reply, now looking around at the surface of your bed. He was right, you did have an abundance of blankets and pillows on your bed, surrounding the area where you sleep. The indent of your body in the middle of the fabric. The new blanket already incorporated into your pile, your nest.
Trying not to think about his words, or their implications, you plug your phone into the charger by your nightstand, and turn around onto your stomach, exhaustion hitting you quickly as you passed out.
-*-*-
That night was the best night of sleep you had experienced in years. You woke up with Seokjin’s blanket smushed into your face, your nose practically squished into the fabric.
You had woken up to your alarm with no issue. Had gotten dressed with no question to what you were going to wear, a common fight you had with yourself every morning. You had even eaten the breakfast that had shown up at your door, a note from Seokjin with a single heart written on it by his name.
The tension usually latched onto your back had all but disappeared, shoulders dropped as you walked into the building that morning, having caught the bus after telling Seokjin and Haneul that they didn’t need to pick you up.
You had felt way better than you have ever remembered. You felt like nothing could stop you…that was until you were cornered in the elevator by Taehyung and Jimin. The two blocking anyone else from entering the elevator as they held slight grins on their lips.
“Uhh. Hello?” You said awkwardly, your body becoming nervous by the looks they were wearing.
“Hello beautiful. Feel like going on a field trip with us?” Jimin flirts, making you even more nervous. The way they both looked at you had you wondering if you were their prey at the moment. As if you were the meal they so badly wanted to indulge in.
“What do you say baby? Come spend the day with Jimin and I?” Taehyung coos, pushing forward off the rails on the wall and moving to hold your hands, bringing them up to his lips and pressing small kisses on the inside of your palm.
The two could see you wanting to say yes, could see that you only needed a little bit more reassurance before you caved into their whims.
“We’ve already talked to your supervisor, Sooyoung. She said you were ahead of your work anyways, and that she was glad you were taking a much-needed break.” Jimin started, followed by Taehyung who continued to press your palm to his cheek.
“You haven’t taken a day off since you moved here baby girl. That’s not very good. You need to take better care of yourself.”
“And if you won’t—”
“We will.”
The look in their eyes told you they weren’t kidding, that they really would take care of you. You didn’t think you weren’t taking care of yourself; you had believed you were doing well, never taking time off and doing what was expected of you.
“It’s okay baby! We will take care of you!” Jimin’s eyes were closed as he smiled down at you, confusing your own confusion for guilt.
You don’t have the chance to say anything before you are dragged back out of the elevator and brought back out of the lobby. Multiple heads turned your way as the two CEO’s dragged you to a large SUV waiting out front.
They moved quickly, giving you no room to back out as they helped you into the vehicle, Taehyung leaning over you to buckle you into the back seat as he moved in to sit next to you. Jimin got into the front seat and once everyone was buckled, he took off.
Just as you turned off of the street Bangtan Co. was on, you received a text from Namjoon.
Namjoon: Enjoy your day with Minie and Tae baby girl. But don’t have too much fun
So, they had this planned? A laugh from your side had you looking at Taehyung, a grin on his face as he looks over your shoulder at the message from his mate.
“See baby? Even Namjoon wants you to take a break.” You place your phone into your pocket, grumbling as you cross your arms over your chest. Looking away from the teasing and still laughing alpha as he brought you into his chest.
“Oh, don’t pout. We promised Jin that we would take care of you and keep you safe and happy. So just relax, let your alphas take care of you, okay?” He mused, pressing a couple of kisses to the side of your head and cheek as he spoke.
You were quiet the rest of the drive, just watching the world pass by as you listened to the two men talk about where to take you first. You knew you would never get a word in, seeing as how they were both determined to spoil you today. And because you received a warning from Seokjin in the form of a message.
Seokjin: Baby girl, I know you can’t take care of yourself properly, and that’s okay. That’s what your alphas are for so let the boys spoil you. Now, don’t be a bad girl and refuse them their chance to be good alphas, okay?
Well, it wasn’t really a threat per say, but you knew how alphas could get when they felt like they were being horrible mates. You remember from school that most alphas have the extreme instinct to take care of their mates, to protect and provide, and you could only guess that all seven of the boys had this instinct.
If you refused to any of their whims today, their opportunity to take care of you, to provide for you, then they would feel like they are bad mates, the ultimate insult to a wolf. You were just beginning to let go around them, and you didn’t want to give them even a single chance to change their mind about you. You didn’t want them to change their minds about loving you.
When you pulled up to Lotte world, you stared up in amazement, completely entranced by the sight of the large mall and amusement park. You had yet to come here in the two years you had been in South Korea. Actually, you had yet to really go anywhere besides work and your apartment unless it was to visit Haneul and her father.
You were so focused on the sight that you didn’t feel the car stop nor the arms moving around you to unbuckle your seat belt. Taehyung helped you out of the car, smiling softly at the amazement on your face.
“Have you never been here before baby?” He asked, moving to close the door behind you.
“No. I uh, never had the time to.” You reply softly, their words from earlier now ringing in your head. You had never really thought about it, about taking time off. Not until they said you weren’t taking care of yourself.
You had been on your own for as long as you could remember, your father in and out of the picture, and your mother too worried about your younger siblings to pay attention to you. You were used to taking care of yourself, using your studies and work to keep your mind busy that you didn’t even think you were doing a poor job.
You spent years figuring out how to be an adult at a young age, bills and money always being a worry for you. You had gotten so used to taking care of yourself you hated the thought of letting someone else do it.
“Alright little one. Namjoon gave us his card so get whatever you want, okay?” Jimin spoke from your side, his hand in yours as Taehyung moves to grab your other. You bag conveniently left inside the car as the boys quicky moved you away from your own wallet.
You internally cringed at the thought of using someone else’s money, money you didn’t earn on your own. You swore to yourself that you would only get a couple of things, shirts or something that were in your normal price range. Just enough to satisfy the boys.
That was your thought until you were immediately brought into the closest Gucci store, your grip tightening on their hands as you tried to pull away from them. Just the thought of breathing in the store makes you tense. You could spend your entire paycheck, heck, two months’ worth on a single tissue from here.
“C’mon baby! I want to see how you look in this dress I saw here the other day!” Taehyung’s boxy grin had you pausing in your thoughts. The thought of you in a dress he picked out had him so happy, had him feeling prideful. Something you hadn’t seen before. He looked so happy at the thought of buying you something that you felt you couldn’t deny him.
Letting them drag you in, your hands still in their own, you stood just inside the entrance when a women in a nice blouse and skirt walked up to you, her name tag reading “Ella”. She walked up and didn’t even acknowledge you.
“Hello Mr. Park, Mr. Kim. Can I be of any assistance today?” She looked Taehyung and Jimin up and down, her eyes straying far longer than you would have liked while they didn’t even look her way. Taehyung was busy looking for the dress, his fingers starting to stray from your own as he tried to pull you farther down one of the aisles while Jimin stayed still, looking at one of the displays in front of him.
“No. We are fine.” Jimin’s words were cold, lacking interest as he didn’t even turn to the woman. You watched the woman’s face fall, her eyes catching yours before they narrowed just as quickly as they returned to normal.
“Well, you just let me know if you need anything, okay? Anything at all.” The woman, Ella, almost purred at the end of her sentence, eyes fluttering in their direction before she walked away to help another customer.
You couldn’t help but rolling your eyes, finding the situation entirely ridiculous. When Taehyung began to whine that Jimin was taking too long, Jimin finally moved, letting the both of you be tugged to Taehyung’s whims. It took him all of two seconds before Taehyung’s eyes widened, grabbing the dress off the hook.
It looked entirely too small to fit, the fabric didn’t even look like it would stretch around your stomach. Your old insecurities were coming back, something you hadn’t felt since you were in high school surrounded by your “friends” in your local shopping mall.
“I don’t think that’s going to fit, Taehyung.” You whisper, still eyeing the dark fabric in his grasp.
“No baby. I checked the sizes last night. They are supposed to have two in your size. We just have to find them!” He clenches his jaw in confidence, smile on his lips as he lets go of your hand so he had both to look through the clothes.
Jimin let go as well, telling you that Taehyung might take a while and to see if I could find anything else I liked. With a kiss on your cheek, Jimin nudged you to a different aisle, watching you with a smile on his face as you kept turning around to look at him, reassurance written all over his face.
He could see how nervous you were when Taehyung brought out the dress, at least three sizes too small for you. He could see how upset and anxious you became, could smell your vanilla becoming bitter.
“Tae, baby?” He mutters, getting close to Taehyung so no one else could hear.
“Hm?”
“I know you were excited to see her in that dress we saw the other day, but I don’t think any of us realized how insecure she is.” Taehyung froze at his older mate’s words, completely forgetting the most important thing.
“oh no.” Taehyung turns to look for you, not seeing you near him. He immediately felt as though he did everything wrong. Feeling like he messed up, and not seeing you in his immediate sight, he began to panic.
While Jimin was talking with Taehyung, you had begun to wander the aisles, trying to find something remotely even close to your size so Taehyung didn’t feel bad about bringing you in here when he couldn’t find the dress. Stopping at a couple jackets you hear someone cough behind you.
Turning around, you find yourself face to face with Ella, her arms crossed in front of her chest as she stares you down. You sigh inwardly, already knowing the type of woman Ella was, and what conversation she was about to start with you.
“There is nothing for you in here.” Yup, you were right.
“I am just here with my, uhm, alphas.” You replied, not exactly knowing what to call the boys. You had only just accepted to being courted, which felt entirely too intimate to be calling them just your bosses. But you also didn’t feel like you deserved to call them your mates yet either.
“Well, there is nothing in the store that will fit your, uh, figure. So, I think it would be best if you waited outside. You might make our clientele feel uncomfortable.” She spoke while making a silhouette of your figure with her hands, her lips brought up into a seemingly polite smile, like she was speaking to any other person.
“There is no one else currently in the store besides two of your coworkers and my two alphas; there is no one to make uncomfortable but you. So, tell me what’s really upsetting you?” You turn around and continue looking at the jacket you were looking at before the women touches your shoulder.
You turn back around, not expecting her to touch you.
“Listen here, don’t expect to keep ‘your alphas’ to yourself.” She spoke, using air quotations when referring to the two men. “Not when you look as fat as you do. Do you really think you’d be able to satisfy them? You might as well just leave now before you get your feelings hurt.” You visibly roll your eyes, this conversation already had with you using different words.
You were about to say something back when you felt a presence behind you, Ella’s face morphing into one of shock. A hand on your waist is followed by a low rumble from his chest. Jimin’s voice came from your right, meaning Taehyung is the one behind you.
“She satisfies all seven of our mates without even lifting a finger. You just insulted my mate,” Jimin’s spat, enunciated the last two words with force, making the woman begin to shake. Jimin was now on the attack, his eyes shifting between his deep brown and the gold of his wolf.
“And deemed her unworthy. You are lucky I have control over my wolf, and that I don’t want my baby mate to see me get angry.” Before you could see anything else, Taehyung is ushering you out of the store, keeping you in front of him as he walked.
“Don’t worry baby, Jiminie is just protective and is making sure that never happens again.” Taehyung whispers in your ear, head nudging against your own as you try to look back behind him, hoping to catch a glimpse of Jimin or the woman.
You hadn’t thought he would stand up for you, and his actions had you feel the cracks on your walls becoming deeper, close to breaking.
“a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.”
Summary: You had been working at Bangtan Corporation for almost two years now, and not once have you ever laid eyes on your bosses. That was, until you met them when out with some of your coworkers. Now, you almost wish you hadn’t. Almost.
Of the time he has known you, he has realized you were a creature of comfort, someone who needed to self soothe with items. He noticed how you always rubbed your fingers together, probably subconsciously. He noticed all of your clothing was of the same material, soft cotton that probably felt good against your skin.
He and his alpha hated that they had not been able to find you sooner, had not been able to show you the love you deserved sooner. Maybe then you would be able to accept their love without thinking it was a joke.
Seokjin just wanted you to see yourself the way that they saw you. He hoped that their courting of you would be able to help you truly love yourself, and not just the façade you seemed to put up.
The start to his packs courting of you was food and flowers, typical courting items that most packs started with.
But after that, it usually differed depending on the person being courted.
For Jungkook, his second phase of courting involved trips to Han River where he could lay in the grass, picnics by the waterfront as they listened to the trees rustle in the wind.
Jungkook’s background was very sheltered, and he was not allowed to leave the house until he was 18. So, the beginning of their courting was secret, hidden from his family.
After he presented, he was only allowed to go to school and back, his family had wanted to take the alpha wolf out of their son.
Seokjin knew your home life was nothing of the sort, but emotional abuse was sometimes just as bad, if not worse than physical. And he would do anything he could to help bring you out of your shell. If that meant buying you comfort items as your personalized courting gifts, then so be it.
¼ of the amazing quartet, i will do the other 3 in due time! i love my queen, i live for her werewolf au, plus there’s always the right mix of angst, fluff, and smut that is always chefs kiss… i super like that although her male characters are so obviously strong they are super soft too then it comes to female leads… and and and theres sort of redemption always for characters like Yoongi in Third Wheeling & Jimin in Bird Cage.
below are my fave fics from this author, but please do go ahead and browse all her works as they are all equally beautiful.
I Waited for You - just because its a Kim Seokjin fic and he’s an alpha!!! maybe i have not explored tumblr properly but i have come across very few Alpha Seokjin stories.
Welcome to Seoul Land - again, just because its a Kim Namjoon fic and werewolf au. my queen did not disappoint! Namjoon is so soft, ima cry…
When it Rain it Pours - i was swooning, a soft Namjoon for a roommate turned lovers…
What’s up Doc - ooohhhhh! soft Yoongi and i love the part where they whispers while waiting for test results, its so cute i swear! but, don’t be fooled coz we are talking about the queen here so the smut is top tier as per usual.
Snowed In&Live, Laugh, Love - bestfriends to lovers stories featuring our eternal sunshine Hoseok. imagine Hoseok telling his girlfriend that his best friend means the most to him in the world!!! if that is not in love i dont know what.. but, Hoseok in our queens story is amazing.
Siver & Blue - alpha Taehyung with lots of smuts, what else can you ask for?
Warnings:mention of toe socks… yes those deserve a warning
Word count: 1,888 (so close to 2k but I gotta stay on brand. can’t let anyone think long chapters are possible here)
Summary: All Y/N wants to do is find her creativity and motivation but she finds 7 werewolves instead.
Author note: I’m Back! I’ve been putting in work the past 4 days at the coffee shop. My house is 15 minutes away so I make the pilgrimage for good coffee and writing since i can’t write at home for some reason.
“Jeez, it’s raining cats and dogs out there.” Yuna remarked moving one of the many potted plants to be able to look out the bay window. The rain hasn’t let up for the past three hours. In order to keep him calm the witch gave Jungkook a sedative which had him quietly snoring in human form curled up on the sleeping mat. A black comforter that had a white half moon and gold stars on it was placed over him. Ryujin said she got it from her bed so he better be grateful. That was the last thing he heard which brought a small smile to his face which broke your heart before he fell asleep.
Taehyung still hadn’t comeback to the shop for hours. He ignored your multiple calls and texts trying to see if he was okay. It had you pacing outside on the covered front porch. You tried following him when he first left but almost as if she could read your mind Yuna waived her hand at you. Saying ‘Oh no you don’t’ stopping you from moving an inch by using her magic to wrap you in the vines that covered the handrails until you promised you wouldn’t go.
“Can you please sit down,” Ryujin sighed sitting in a wicker chair. “I’m getting tired just watching you.”
“I can’t just sit down! I need to find him, he’s all alone out there and who knows where he went.” You say exasperated hugging your arms to your body shivering from the adrenaline coursing through your body and the slight chill of the rain.
The cat shifter’s gaze softened and her big black ears drooped slightly. She does feel bad but she’s not very good at the whole comforting thing. So she gets up, taking off the orange hoodie she had on and offers it to you. “Here, I’ll go get you some sweatpants from upstairs.”
When she was gone you were finally all alone with your thoughts. You don’t care what Tae said, you feel it in your heart Namjoon wouldn’t get rid of Jungkook over this. This had to blow over. Was Jungkook dumb for doing this? Yes, but everyone makes mistakes. This shouldn’t be held against him. Yoongi isn’t the type to hold a grudge, you just know he’d forgive him if he saw how bad Jungkook felt.
It had finally stopped raining around 6 pm and Taehyung still hadn’t comeback. You couldn’t stop the tears from springing forth for what felt like the millionth time today. You stared at the leftover Galbitang that Ryujin made yesterday sitting in front of you on the small dining table. The soup gave off a comforting warmth that you were too sad to appreciate. Feeling Yuna’s concerned stare you grab your chopsticks and pick up a piece of radish slowly chewing it. You had no appetite at all but if eating kept Yuna off your back you’d do it.
The second story of the shop is where Yuna and Ryujin live. The whole upstairs has two bedrooms one bathroom, a small kitchen and a door to an upper porch sitting area. It smells like warm apple cider all year long due to Yuna’s cider addiction and her constant need to make it.
Jungkook was still knocked out downstairs due to the sedative’s strength being twelve hours. The stress of the day’s events were finally starting to catch up to you, feeling emotionally exhausted you just wanted to sleep but you knew that sleep would probably elude you. You didn’t want to rest while Taehyung was still out there, you held onto hope that he’s just at the bakery and didn’t listen to you when you said go back to the pack.
Pack pov
“Namjoon, you can’t be serious!” Jin exclaimed horrified by his alpha’s decision. Although he knew it was the right call deep down he couldn’t imagine what life would be like after.
“Do you care that little about the fact that Yoongi, or any one of us, could have died today? For something so childish and immature. This won’t hurt just you, I have emotions too!” Namjoon slammed his hand against a tree. “You think I don’t love and care about them? That this doesn’t make me feel like I failed as an alpha? I won’t let anyone hurt this pack even if it means sacrificing members for the greater good.”
Jin opened his mouth to say something but he was cut off by a dangerous sounding growl.
“You can join them if you want,” The alpha growled menacingly at the older wolf, “But I can no longer tolerate insubordination. They both have to go and that’s final.”
The next day
The feeling of a heavy warmth covered your body. It made you feel overheated and you tried to get away from it.
“Please don’t go.” A small voice said in your ear. Turning around in the tight grasp you saw it was Jungkook. You don’t know when he got into bed with you, looking at him he looked small and closed in on himself. Almost like a young boy who snuck into his parent’s bed after having a nightmare.
“Is Tae back?” You ask hopefully.
Jungkook avoids your gaze and shakes his head. “He’s not coming back.”
“What?” you say loudly sitting up. “What do you mean?! How do you know that?”
Sighing before he breaks the news with a shakey voice. “Yuna got a hold of him on the phone. He went back to the pack. He said he’s sorry but he can’t be here.”
A sinking feeling set in your stomach as you put your head in your hands.
“I’m sorry Y/N…”
“I know Kookie. I know.”
3 years ago
“C’mon in!” a cheerful voice called from the back of the store. “Go ahead and take a look around and I’ll be right there. Ryujinie can you come help me please?”
The girl in the bucket hat held the door for you, then walked past you to a doorway where the woman from yesterday must have been. That left you to your own devices.
Nothing could have prepared you for the inside of this shop. It literally felt like a shop straight out of Diagon Alley. There was a certain buzzing feeling emminating from all corners. Vines just like the ones outside ran along the walls leading up to a wall that looked like it was covered in four leaf clovers. They looked almost real but you knew they had to be just a plastic sheeting decoration. There was rows and rows of isles that stretched to the back of the shop with hanging signs at the end that announced what was contained within like you would see at a grocery store. The closest one you could see had ‘Pain relief’ on it in gold cursive lettering that looked like it was etched into the wood instead of just painted on. There was a sales counter in front to the right of where the aisles started. There was a floor to ceiling wall of cubbies that had jars containing what looked like different herbs.
If you had to describe it you would say that it looked like a pinterest aesthetic board threw up. The crystal collection on a table by the window and numerous ‘mystical’ paintings that lined some of the walls really set that feeling in stone.
You headed to the ‘Pain relief’ section and found glass bottles filled with colorful liquids. You could tell they were made in the shop because there were hand written labels adorning each container. Some of the bottles were oddly specific, an orange colored fluid said ‘Left side tooth ache relief’ sat next to a green fluid that said ‘Right side tooth ache relief’.
Walking through the rest of the aisles brought more of the same. The allergy relief aisle had what looked like black gummies in the shape of cat heads, that said they help with black cat dander allergies while another package of red gummies in the same shape just said cat dander protection.
As you moved to the back of the shop there were medications for things like the common cold but also for things like ‘General uneasiness located in the abdomen’ and ‘Recurring sleep paralysis blocker.’ That last one was in a bottle that was shaped like a little demon. That definitely had to be a gag gift you thought chuckling to yourself.
“Would you like some tea?” The woman’s voice sounded in your right ear causing you to jump back in surprise. “Oops, I didn’t mean to scare you.”
Feeling your heart pounding in your chest, the thought of there being a specific medication for that feeling somewhere too almost made you laugh out loud. “Yes, please.”
If you had to guess Yuna’s style was definitely intertwined with the subject matter of her shop. Today she had on a pair of skinny jeans and a red long sleeved button up blouse that had black skulls in printed pattern on it. It looked like something straight out of hot topic. You also noticed she didn’t have shoes on, her socks were neon green and they were those ugly ones that went on each individual toe like a glove. More power to the people that can wear them and not be uncomfortable.
Pulling yourself out of your thoughts you followed out to the porch where there was a black iron patio table set. Placed on top of it was a glossy black tea kettle in the shape of a cat. It looked exactly like Jiji from ‘Kiki’s Delivery Service’. There was two mugs, a white one with an orange witch’s hat and the saying ‘Resting Witch Face’ and the other was black that said ‘Big Witch Energy’ with a white pentagram, it was the closest one to you.
“So Y/N how are you liking it here?” Yuna asks sitting down and reaching for the kettle.
You looked at her a little shocked, “H-how do you know my name?”
You didn’t even realize it but even the other woman knew your name. You haven’t really interacted with anyone outside of the bakery and the cashiers at the grocery store.
“Oh dear, Yeji didn’t tell you? I’m her sister. She told me you were coming.”
“She never said anything about having a sister.” You frowned.
The woman just sighed dramatically and said “She’s too busy for her own good, she’d probably forget her name if someone didn’t remind her every once in a while.”
Meanwhile
“I can’t do it anymoooooore”
“Will you stop complaining that’s all you’ve done all day!”
“Because this sucks.” Jungkook sighed putting his head on the counter, subsequently getting leftover frosting on his left cheek. Why did he have to be stuck with Jin hyung? He’s Mr perfectionist and made Jungkook redo the same batch of red velvet three times already. He didn’t know what he wanted to do more, pull his hair out or choke out the older man. He’s too much of a good boy to do the latter, although its very tempting. At least Hobi hasn’t been on his neck for things too. In fact he hasn’t said much of anything today. Wait…
“This sucks” Jungkook whines as he sits near the large industrial mixer cracking open dozens of eggs.
“Stop complaining,” Jin huffs. “I’m trying to concentrate.”
All seven wolves have been hard at work trying to get all the cupcakes made for Yuna on time. There is two large ovens at the shop and the oven at home that was currently being used by Jimin, Yoongi and Namjoon. The alpha was most likely delegated to tasks like mixing the batter since he really can’t be trusted In the kitchen. That left Hobi, Jin, Tae and Jungkook to slave away making the bulk of the cupcakes at the shop. They were currently in the back kitchen so they didn’t hear the rattle of the locked door trying to be opened.
After trying the door and seeing the closed sign you sigh disappointingly and head back to your car. You really wanted a breakfast sandwich before going to the apothecary but apparently that wasn’t in the cards for you today.
Reaching in the pocket of your jeans you pull out the card you were given by that strange woman and turned it over to see the address. Popping the address into Naver maps you see its only four streets over. Deciding to get a little exercise in you forego moving your car and follow the map app’s monotone voice that is tasked with guiding you. It took you away from the connected shops along main street, out into a neighborhood. Finding that to be a little bit odd you just continued on.
“Your destination is on the left.” The voice announces as you stop in front of a small two story house on a street corner that looked like an almost Gothic looking Victorian era house you’d see in a movie about witches. It definitely stuck out against the vibe of the town but it was beautiful. It was a muted gray color with an almost but not quite plum purple color adorning the roof. In the grass to the side of a brown cobblestone walk way there stood a large sign with the same image and name that is on the business card you had.
Taking a breath you head up the walkway up to the porch that was surrounded with metal railing and a rounded entrance way that had string lights and and vines wrapping around the rail posts. Before you even made it to the door, it swung open and a young woman wearing a black bucket hat a read choker and blue tie dye sweats stood in the door way.
“C’mon in Y/N,” she says with a smile. “We’ve been waiting for you.”
Present
When you watch movies there’s always the cliché of there being rain during a funeral or a sad breakup. The movie makers want you to feel even worse than you do during the scene. You never understood that logic, you love the rain. The sound is like a white noise machine that always calms you and the smell afterwards is one of your favorite scents. Jungkook on the other hand was a different story, he hated the rain. Mainly because of the thunder, he told you about his experiences as a pup where the boom of the loud thunder forced him into transforming. He would hide under the bed shaking and whining which would annoy his older brother who he shared a room with and he’d pull him out from under the bed by his scruff and tell him to man up.
As the lightning lights up the sky Jungkook unconsciously transforms and is trying to get in your lap clawing up your shorts clad legs in the process. When Tae smells the blood his head immediately snaps to the back seat and you shoo him away silently telling him you had it under control.
Yuna’s shop comes into view and Taehyung parked the truck in front of it. Yuna was the first to get out and she stormed in while you and Tae were left to get the large wolf out of the truck who was refusing to come out. If you weren’t already stressed you might have found him trying to hide his massive body on the floorboard behind the driver’s seat cute.
“Jungkook, hurry up and get out. Now!” Taehyung snapped at his younger mate after fling open the driver’s side passenger door and shoving him towards your door almost causing him to fall out. His patience with the maknae wearing thin after having to deal with the ever present feeling of dread and anger coming through the soul bond. You give him a shocked look and he just ignored you and slammed the door coming to your side and grabbing Jungkook by the scruff and physically dragging him up the stairs to the door of the shop once the wolf jumped down. A loud yelp came from Jungkook and Taehyung obviously didn’t care as he all but flung him through the open doorway.
You’ve never seen him angry like this. He was always your calm rock. The one who may not look like it but he was constantly thinking. You have no idea why he suddenly flipped on a dime.
“God, you look terrible,” was the first thing out of Ryujin’s mouth when Tae walked through the door. She shut her mouth when she received a death glare, she looked at you for answers you just shook your head.
Yuna came down the stairs from the the second floor dragging what looked like a mat and laid it in the middle of the floor in front of her crystals section. “Jungkook, come here.” she said in a soothing voice. He was currently trembling on the floor with his front legs crossed over his face hiding his eyes. He cautiously picked his head up and looked at his hyung who just stared at him in the eyes. The display of dominance was almost palpable in the air and it rooted him to the floor.
“Taehyung! Knock it off!” You shout at him. “Jungkook already knows he fucked up, we don’t need you making him feel worse. If you’re gonna act this way just go back to the pack.”
“I can’t!” he throws his arms up. “You don’t understand. This is about pack safety. This isn’t some minor fuck up. In wolf law this is enough to get us banished!”
“Namjoon, wouldn’t do that.” You say already feeling your bottom lip trembling. Taehyung’s shoulders slump as he lowers his head avoiding your gaze before heading out the door.
Your family is your whole world and its currently crumbling before your very eyes. Although you feel hopeless you hang onto the belief that your mate wouldn’t just stop loving the three of you and get rid of you. He just couldn’t do that. Right?
Lazy Sundays are the best. The bakery is closed and there’s no where to go. Occasionally you guys would go for a day trip somewhere but since it was winter and the sky decided to dump a foot of snow on the ground last night staying was the best choice. That’ s why you were currently sitting on the floor at the living room coffee table with Yoongi facing you. He was blowing on the nails of his left hand while you applied polish to his right hand. He only agreed to doing it if it was black polish. Something about seeing the “kids on tiktok doing that.” When asked about if he was trying to be an Eboy he just grumbled out a “No” but the blush on his cheeks was adorable.
Taehyung wordlessly sat next to Yoongi and took over your polish bag. Taking out every color and inspecting them one by one he settled on the holographic navy blue, then proceeded to color the nails on his right hand. He now waited patiently for you to finish doing the older wolf’s nails so you could do his left hand.
“Toxic masculinity isn’t an attractive trait, Joonie.” You call towards the alpha reading in the study room who vehemently refused your invitation to get his nails painted.
“Yeah, it’s 2022, there’s no room for fragile egos,” Jungkook said while putting nail stickers on Jimin’s face who was curled up on a bean bag snoring. As much as you wanted to yell at him for wasting them you couldn’t bring yourself to do it.
Jin and Hobi were too busy watching the winter olympics and acting as if they had any knowledge at all about figure skating. Besides even if they weren’t watching Hobi wouldn’t participate. Just like the alpha he also had a complex about his manliness. One day the three youngest wolves wanted to go to the nearest city to accompany Jungkook to a tattoo appointment and get ear piercings. They asked if he wanted to get one too and he flat out refused saying “I’m a man? Why would I do that?” He got a smack to the back of the head from Yoongi for that comment.
This pack could be chaotic for the most part because of everyone’s big personalities but it was quiet moments like these where you could feel the love emanating the soul bond. Every night you thank the moon goddess for bringing your family to you. Without them you don’t know where you’d end up.
Summary: All Y/N wants to do is find her creativity and motivation but she finds 7 werewolves instead.
Author note: Hi, my name is Jessica, I’m 26 and I definitely still cry watching Toy story 2 every time the Jessie scene comes on. I also cry when Todd is left behind in The Fox and The Hound.
I’ve never mentioned it but you can find my stories on AO3 under Mrcleanheichou. That’s been my username since my Attack on Titan days way back in season 1 and it makes me feel old sometimes lol too late to change it now!
The bell to the bakery door chimed as it was pushed open. Hoseok blindly walked to the back a little miffed at not being able to meet Yn like everyone else had because of that dumb cat.
“Hyung it’s fine!”
“How many times do I have to tell you ‘fine’,” Jin punctuated the word with hand quotes, “is not allowed in this kitchen. Either it’s perfect or it’s redone.”
The younger wolf growled before turning around and dumping the batch of icing in the trash.
Putting his hands on his hips Jin scolded Jungkook, “Don’t you growl at me. If you did it right the first time you wouldn’t have to redo it.”
If looks could kill Jungkook would be in prison for murder. Age hierarchy be damned he really wanted to tell off his oldest mate but he’s a good boy and won’t do it. Plus he’s too pretty for jail, although he could learn how to do prison tattoos. He’s watched shows with Tae, he knows you gotta have a hustle to survive.
“Wow, and I thought I was a hard ass about things.”
Both wolves snapped their heads to the doorway and yelled in unison, “Where have you been?!”
Hoseok turned around and ran out quickly trying to avoid the wrath of his mates. He got halfway down the streets when a strong arms grabbed him around the waist and hoisted him onto a tattooed shoulder.
Why did the maknae have to be so strong?
~Present Day~
Getting shoved into a black SUV and having to sit by a huge scary werewolf for an hour was not something you foresaw happening when you woke up this morning. When given the choice to comply or be forced you and your mate obviously complied. As you were being led out you could see Yuna still as a statue not looking at anything other than a piece of paper in her hands. You don’t even know if she noticed you getting abducted.
Once you were situated in the very back and Jungkook was in the middle row with the other guard a woman got into the driver’s seat and started the engine, not even sparing a glance to any of you.
The drive felt longer than it actually was, thoughts were constantly racing through your head about what was coming in your future. What is an unmating trial? What are you going to do even if the court denies Namjoon’s request? Would he even want anything to do with you? Could Jungkook even go home?
The sudden stop of the car jarred you from your thoughts, the woman parked in front of a train station. You had to snap at the man who was trying to drag you out, “Don’t pull me like that! I can get out on my own just fine.”
He looked like he wanted to smack you but his partner grabbed his shoulder and gave him a disapproving glare. The angry man growled at that but let it go.
You were ushered through the busy station to an unmarked door that had Jungkook bristling as he walked through the entryway. It was a simple room with a receptionist desk. The woman said nothing as she walked up and handed a piece of paper to an older woman sitting at the desk. She looked to be in her 50’s and seemingly upset about that if the permanent scowl etched on her face was any indication. You shrunk in on yourself when she proceeded to look you up and down scoffing. After inspecting you she turned her gaze to Jungkook who stared her in the eyes in a challenging way. She raised an eyebrow at the younger female wolf and got a nod in return. You could hear the spiteful woman grumble something along the lines of ‘Why do all the handsome wolves these days seem to not have good taste.’ You wanted to voice your offense but the sound of a large rubber stamp slamming on the desk resounded in the room.
That was how you ended up on a train car you guessed was werewolf only if the image of a golden snarling wolf everywhere was any clue. The seats in the train were little sections of two seats facing two other seats. The two wolves sat across from you as your mate sat next to you staring out of the window quietly. The woman in white was nowhere to be seen.
When you left it was sometime in the mid afternoon and it had to be well past ten pm. The destination was completely unknown to you and whenever you tried to get answers out of the wolves you were told to ‘Shut up’. They didn’t even allow you to talk to your mate. So you instead held his hand rubbing slow circles with your thumb on the back of his hand that you hoped were comforting.
‘When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful. Every hour we spent together lives within my heart. When she loved me’
The darkness of the night sky and the noise of the train flying down the tracks masked the quiet sobs and tears threatening to spill down your already tear stained cheeks. The glow of a tablet screen held by an adorable little girl who had to be no more than 5 was playing ‘Toy Story 2’ at a reasonable volume across the aisle. Growing up the story line of Jessie the doll abandoned by the one she loved always pulled at your heartstrings and now… well… The irony might have been comical if not for how broken your heart was. The wolves guarding you could obviously hear how pathetic you were being, but they didn’t say anything. It could have been out of kindness or they just didn’t care, who knows at this point. Jungkook didn’t pay attention either, he was too busy fighting against his obvious exhaustion.
At some point after the movie was over you fell asleep with your head on Jungkook’s shoulder. Unlike Andy’s toys it seemed like a happy ending wasn’t in the cards for you.
It has been complete radio silence for the past week. You’ve tried calling all of your mates multiple times a day and not a single one have answered their phones. Now every time you try you get sent straight to voicemail, which, makes you think they’ve blocked both yours and Jungkook’s numbers. It makes absolutely no sense to you that they’re ignoring you both like this. Yes this was a messy situation but you thought your bond was stronger than this. How could they abandon you like this?
You’ve tried to go the bakery but Yuna refuses to let you leave. Ryujin ended up going to see if they were there after you pleaded with her to do it. She found that it had a sign that said ‘Closed for Renovations’. Which you know is a bullshit lie.
As the days passed you were growing more and more agitated meanwhile Jungkook completely closed in on himself. He could still feel all of the emotions through the mate bond and it was eating away at him. He was falling into a dark head space and he rarely spoke or ate. Ryujin tried many tactics to try to get any sort of emotion out of him, but it all failed. No matter how much she insulted him to get him angry or tried to cheer him up he just stared down blankly. His normally big bright expressive doe eyes were now empty and lifeless.
Yuna ordered him clothes from Amazon Prime and was able to get him to at least wear some comfortable sweats. The witch and her familiar have shown you nothing but kindness during this whole situation. You are forever in debt to them. Without their support you don’t know where you’d be right now.
Today had again been full of failed attempts of getting a hold of anyone. You even started using Ryujin’s phone but that was quickly blocked too after you let a voicemail on Jin’s phone begging him to talk to you.
It was around 10 am when there was a knock on the shop door. Which was weird because no one ever knocked during business hours, they just entered. Ryujin who was laying with her belly up on the window sill in all her cat form’s glory was the only one able to hear it. She trotted down the of the stairs before transforming and opening the door. She instantly had a bad vibe from the three people standing on the porch. Her large cat ears pressed flat to her head and her tail swished in uneasiness. The smell of wolf rolled off of them in waves to the point it was starting to give her a headache.
In front of her stood a beautiful woman that looked to be in her late twenties to early thirties who gave off an authoritative vibe. She was wearing a white pantsuit with a blood red shirt under her blazer and black boots. Behind her stood two buff men that wore black suits, sunglasses and those radio ear pieces you always see secret service men wear.
“Why hello there kitty,” the woman said with an obvious fake smile. “Is your master home?”
“Who’s asking?” Yuna says gently pushing Ryujin away from the door.
The woman didn’t answer she just handed her a small envelope that she pulled out from a pocket on the inside of her blazer. All the color drained from Yuna’s face as she turned the black envelope over. There was a gold wax seal stamped with an image of a snarling wolf.
“You couldn’t possibly have thought we wouldn’t figure out your little secret someday.” The woman said mockingly. Yuna just stared at the seal while shaking from head to toe. Ryujin just gave her worried looks, not putting two and two together yet. “Don’t worry. I’m not here for you, I’m taking the the human and the kid.”
The two men behind the woman walked through the door and headed up stairs. They found you and Jungkook sitting at the dining table.
“W-who are you?” You asked surprised by the appearance of two scary looking men in the middle of Yuna’s kitchen. They looked like they walked out of the ‘Men in Black’ movie.
Neither of the men answered you as the one standing on the right pulled out a piece of paper that was folded and started to read it almost like a script.
“L/N Y/N and Jeon Jungkook,” the man stopped and looked at you to make sure you both were paying attention. You looked at Jungkook and noticed that he was finally not looking down. His attention was a hundred percent on the man. You could feel the anxiety rolling off of him in waves as if he knows something you don’t know. “By decree of the Royal pack of the Lunar Goddess, this is a summons to appear for an unmating trial.”
“A WHAT?!” You shout in disbelief, Jungkook just burst out sobbing. He knew what the men were here for the minute they walked in the kitchen.
“By request of Alpha Kim Namjoon, you are to stand trial in front of the congress of Alphas to see whether or not the removal of your mating marks and subsequent banishment from your current pack is warranted. Failure to appear will result in mandatory prison time.” The man finished reading giving you a sympathetic look.
“NO! NO! You’re lying! Namjoon wouldn’t do this! He loves us!” You started hyperventilating not fully understanding how Namjoon could actually go forward with kicking not only Jungkook out but you as well. You didn’t do anything!
“Obviously not.” The second man snickered earning a glare from his companion. “You can either come with us willingly or we drag you out.”
3 years ago
You didn’t notice how long you had been sitting and talking with Yuna and Ryujin. You checked your phone and saw it was 12 pm. “Oh wow, it’s already noon. I better head home.”
“Oh honey you can stay for lunch if you’d like. Ryujinnie is quite the chef.”
The mentioned girl looked bashful and muttered “I’m not that good.”
“Thank you so much for the offer but I really need to get going.”
“Aww that’s too bad,” Yuna pouted. She got up taking the teapot and mugs on a tray back into the shop.
You stood up gathering your things when you hear Ryujin shout “If you don’t have my cupcakes get out of here!”
Bewildered you look at her and then in then behind you. There was a tan almost blonde colored dog sitting at the bottom of the steps looking up at you. It had a black snout and black ears that flopped over at the very tip making it look a little goofy. It looked to be almost the same size that Tae was, Maybe a little bit bigger.
“Oh hi puppy,” You smile and move to go down the stairs and pet him.
“Don’t touch that mutt, he’s a stray.” The woman growled out. The dog turned his attention and raised his lip at her. That made you jump a little. “See what I mean?”
Almost immediately it lowered his ears whining at you and giving you ‘puppy dog eyes.’ You were still a little nervous so you just walked around it and headed down the street back to where you had parked.
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Light flashed in front of the small shop and a very annoyed looking man stood where the dog had previously. “Why did you do that?”
“It’s not my fault you’re a rabid beast.” Taking her hat off and rubbing her poor ears that were sore from being pressed down. “Why are you even here? Shouldn’t you be baking right now.”
The man turned turned around and was engulfed in another flash of light. The dog was back and he trotted to where he was supposed to be all morning.
[ genre ] werewolf au × mate au × supernatural au × strangers to lovers au ( angst )
[ rating ]mature-rated
[ warnings ] vampires exist. mentions of blood. consumption of blood and human remains. human body mutilation. badly written action scenes. death of loved ones. talks about insanity, cults, mass-psychosis and serial killings. the reader is found extremely hurt and almost dead. bites are a constant mention.
[ author’s forenote ] hello! merry christmas everyone. is this your early christmas present? maybe. your name is yoo ahmi. this has been written and in my drafts for months straight now. so, enjoy!
Beginning: The Supernaturals, The Humans And Their Universe
[ chapter summary ] a look into the worlds of human, supernatural and the one they share with each other.
The world is a diverse mix of humans and supernaturals. The census shows that for every ten humans, there is one supernatural.
Inherently, supernaturals lived in the deep interiors or in the far outskirts where humans didn’t pry around much and let them enjoy their privacy. With time, many have travelled out and have found a place in the metropolitans among humans but there’s still a considerable gap.
There are conglomerates owned by the supernaturals but most of the employees are human and only a few supernaturals actually take up jobs in these corporations, many just choose to operate as pack workers.
Years ago though, there weren’t many supernaturals around the metropolitans and the ones that lived there kept to themselves away from supernatural societal trouble. While the kinds of supernaturals crossed paths a lot, they never caused trouble.
Because misbehavior brought attention, which meant they’d probably be outed to the largely dangerous human population who somehow managed to morph themselves into ruthless hunters without an ounce of supernatural powers.
If not for the World Supernatural Organization, the WSO who always made it seem like humans needed protection and created the illusion that humans were weak, there would have been a war centuries ago and the world would have only one of the two species living; probably the humans, but no supernatural ever agrees to that.
There’s a pact in the WSO that has been there for decades, almost a century now, that humans will be protected with conditions, of course by the supernaturals no matter which species of supernatural someone belonged to.
Humans wouldn’t and shouldn’t be harmed unless they caused harm first and if they did, there’s a way to meet that end.
Every supernatural species then has their own laws that they abide by and what they consider harm. The WSO looks over the terms and agrees to what is acceptable and provides correction, if necessary.
It’s a full-blown system of supernatural law and society.
Over sixty percent of the supernatural population are shapeshifters; were-wolves, were-panthers, were-coyotes, were-snakes and other similar kinds while the rest are vampires, faeries, witches, hybrids and many more.
Werewolves were the majority, being a little over quarter of the whole population and with their number, they had the advantage of having bigger spaces allocated to them, more known as territories.
Most of the resources and territories belonged to them, which wasn’t a problem because very few kinds of supernaturals needed territories. Many just needed a little bit of their-space where they could be their supernatural self and not be seen by humans, which the werewolves granted them, with protection because as time went by, many wolves found their mates, their other halves in other species.
The protection was a gesture of friendship, promise and gratitude; friendship because werewolves rarely stop at one, promise to protect and love their kin and gratitude for letting them love their mate as werewolves were one of the very few species that mate for life and probably the only one without the freedom to choose their mate.
If a werewolf bonded to you, it’s because their wolf bonded to you, the moon goddess wanted them to be yours.
It wasn’t exact science, but the werewolves were too blind in love to ever poke around this phenomenon.
Mate bonds aside, something that’s very abiding to the werewolves is protecting their territories and it’s subjects, both humans and supernaturals alike. They patrolled their territories, took precautions to ensure its safety, trained themselves in military warfare to do just that; protect their boundaries.
So, when viciously mutilated bodies started turning up at the boundary lines, the wolves are worried. Then, the bodies started appearing inside their territories.
Finding dead bodies was severely daunting for any wolf, especially when the dead bodies belonged to humans and their deaths aren’t natural. The human equivalent would be finding dead bodies in your home. It’s scary, having your safety net pierced through and shredded to pieces.
If it’s scary for the pack members, it’s especially alarming for the pack alphas and the pack police.
Their role as being the protectors and the caretakers of the pack is being questioned. It is serious enough for their rational human side but there’s law enforcements, human and supernatural ones, to set that straight for them.
But the wolf side, the side that revels in being animalistic, instinctual and territorial, hates it and the helplessness and the sense of failure that came with waiting till the criminal was caught.
Death couldn’t be meddled with and stalled, even by them.
If it had been the dead bodies of people dying because of expected reasons like health issues, accidents, natural disasters etc, it would’ve been just fine. They were supernaturals but not above nature in any way.
But when dead bodies started turning up in groups of three or more, looking like blood has been drained off them, with odd bite marks and missing flesh and organs, the alarm bells were bound to ring; especially when the world is filled with multiple species of supernaturals who are capable of bringing upon such a vicious end to humans.
While the werewolves tried to solve the cases, the media heavily influenced by the government, chalked up various theories. Human organs trafficking, serial killers, cult rituals, aliens all were possible theories and the public seemed to eat it all up.
The government tried their best to keep the public calm and pressured the police to solve the case but nothing came out of it. Soon, when all cause was lost and the government was lost without a way, the case was discreetly handed over to the supernaturals.
It took the wolves a while though, with the human law enforcement trying their best to solve the cases, the evidence not being shared to non-human government organizations and it took a lot of string pulling for the higher-ups to finally let the supernatural government system handle the cases.
Once the bodies and the other evidences collected were handed over to the supernaturals, it was easy to find out who the culprits were. On closer inspection of the dead bodies, puncture wounds were found and the consensus had been so clear that even the suspected species of supernaturals could not say no.
It had been a possibility even before the bodies were handed over. So, when autopsies were conducted and the suspicions came true, the Vampire Association was called for.
The Vampire Association is an union of vampire leaders and other vampire officials from different clans from every part of the world to represent the vampires in WSO. With the Vampire Association involved, there was more evidence and clarifications.
It was a vampire’s doing but the Association pressed on that the said vampire or the group of vampires were rogues.
According to them, no sane vampire would drink human blood because of all the risks involved with drinking human blood and consuming human flesh. Human hunting has also been deemed to be against the law. They said that over the years, not consuming human blood has become a moral thing in the vampire world, meaning the only time one probably crosses that line is if they are insane.
Then, further studies revealed that there were more than one vampire venom found. They opined that it might be a vampire cult or the group was going through mass psychosis or a rabid vampire coven, or they were just sick and evil people.
No matter the culprit, the Bangtan were incharge of stopping them.
Bangtan is the ruling werewolf pack of Korea.
The seven wolf brothers were the next-in-line to become the leaders of the werewolf population. When their eldest had turned twenty, they were given Seoul, a relatively quiet territory to govern and patrol over.
The troubles in the city were mainly the humans, nothing supernatural ever caused trouble in the concrete jungle, so the next-in-line alphas always started from looking after that territory and expanded over the district in a few years. Once they did well and found a mate, they could ascend to the Alpha title.
That’s the norm.
Bangtan had been reigning over Seoul for a few years now and only recently have they taken over the neighbouring district.
So far, nothing has happened that might’ve worried them about having their secrets exposed to the world. There has never been a supernatural mishap in their territory, never. They did their job well but when the dead bodies started turning up nearly every few blocks, they knew something was very wrong.
Alarm bells were ringing loudly in Bangtan’s minds as they read through the multiple files on the table detailing how every human so far was murdered.
“This is fucking brutal,” Jin scoffed, throwing yet another autopsy file on the table. “What even is the point of this savagery?” He asked to no one in particular, making his brothers look at him.
“They are just sick bloodsuckers, Hyung,” Jungkook said, “I don’t know why we are so desperately looking for logic here,”
“Because if they are proved to be insane, their punishments will be lenient.” Yoongi offered calmly, “We need to make sure that these evil fuckers are punished appropriately,” He looked up at them from his file, “—by death if we can help it.”
“I don’t get it, Hyung,” Jungkook said looking at Namjoon, “Why can’t we just kill them all?” His doe eyes wide with innocence completely inappropriate for the question he was asking, “They’ve killed hundreds of innocent people! No one’s gonna stop us if we choose to decapitate them or put them through a meat-grinder.”
“The Vampire Association will,” Jin said and the youngest rolled his eyes.
“For how much they hinder other species from exercising their rights, they sure do make sure that their kind can use all theirs.” He muttered to himself, continuing loudly, “No one cares for the humans dying, other species losing sleep trying to stop them! The bastards won’t even help us track the coven! Why are they even a respectable part of our world?”
“Because bad people are everywhere, among them, among us and among others.” Namjoon simply smiled, “No matter how horrendous a living being gets—”
“They are a part of the undead,” Taehyung interrupted him, making the others snicker and cast his gaze down to his file once the older wolf glared at him. “Sorry, go on.”
“No matter how horrendous someone behaves, there will always be people who feel sorry for them.” He said, “Some will say it was their nature to do it, some will say it’s their nurture that led them there. No matter who did it, why they did it, there will always be someone who sees the good in them and the bad in their circumstances. And when the criminals are our own, we will find ways to help them, despite their crimes.”
“You are talking about yourself.” Hoseok have him a thumbs-up, fake smiling widely. “You are the one feeling bad for them,”
“What?” Namjoon sounds offended, “I don’t feel bad for them! I feel bad for us and our pack for having us as their Alphas!”
“We are trying, aren’t we?” Hoseok counters back, “It’s not me who wants to sit here and search for logic in their brutality!”
“We have no other choice,” Jin tries to placate the stewing argument. "Atleast if we prove their sanity, we can get an attack order. That way we can burn them down to ashes and no one will ask questions.”
“If we wait longer, more will die!” Hoseok presses on, standing up and looking at the rest. “Let’s just attack and burn them to the ground first, then we can discuss why we did what we did.”
“But where will you attack, Hobi?” Jin asks, tiredly, “Do you know where they are hiding?”
“If we start taking action into our own hands —there wouldn’t be need for a justice system, Hobi. Everyone will—” Namjoon says, sounding incredulous at his brother’s plan of just attacking the criminals.
“What is happening here?” Seojun’s loud voice interrupted their loud conversation. He looks at Hoseok, who is almost in Namjoon’s face. “Were you trying to rip your brother’s throat?”
“Namjoon thinks the bastards deserve an insanity plea,” Hoseok tells the older man, sounding like a tattling child, “He thinks the vampire coven, a group of more than ten people are either going through a mass-pshycosis or being led by a madman who doesn’t know what he is doing,”
“Why do you think they deserve the insanity plea, Namjoon?” He turns to the other, “Surely, you don’t think what they did is forgivable?”
“I don’t think they deserve forgiveness, samchun. What they did is unforgivable—” He sighs, frustrated at himself, “But, look at all these—,” He pointed at every report and packets of evidence gathered, “And tell me that whoever is doing this knows what the are doing,” Namjoon continued, “Tell me that they are sane and are doing all this because they are evil!”
“They know exactly what they are doing,” Hoseok snarled, elaborating at the look on the older man’s face.
“Why isn’t there more evidence? If they are as erratic as Namjoon thinks they are, then shouldn’t they be careless?” He raised a brow, “How are the places where the bodies were found so clean? Why were the bodies cleaned up so thoroughly that it took their own kind months to find concrete proof? Why were no stronger supernaturals killed? None of the wolves died, no vampires, no weres, no one who could fight them was attacked!” He took a breath, “They carefully planned and attacked weaker beings, humans.”
“What do you have to say for that, Namjoon?”
“Samchun, I’m not saying they shouldn’t be convicted and punished, I am merely stating that all this is circumstantial evidence,” He sighs loudly, frustrated that all their combined frustration at not being able to find concrete evidence is turning on him.
“But—” Taehyung looked at them, very much like a curious child in a classroom, “Doesn’t cleaning up the dead bodies of their DNA after the attack mean that atleast once they were done, there was a brief period of time where they were in their senses?” He looks at Namjoon, “Isn’t that tampering with dead bodies, which is a crime?”
“Yeah hyung,” Jimin adds, “If they were able to clean corpses, transport them to a place under heavy surveillance without getting caught —I’d say they know what they are doing.”
“Namjoon-ah,” Hoseok exhaled, frustrated at his brother’s kind tendencies, “Nothing will change the fact they are murderers! How many families were torn apart because they decided it was kill-day for them? How many kids lost their parents? How many parents lost their kids? How many people lost their partners?“
“And what do the rest of you think?” Seojun turns to look at the others, like he was teaching and trying to get answers out of his students. “Do you agree with Namjoon?”
"I don’t agree with Namjoon essentially, samchun—” Jin starts, making Namjoon frown, almost pout uncharacteristically at him, “But, I also don’t agree with Hobi.”
“We can’t just attack them.” Suga agrees with his Hyung, “We will get in trouble with the WSO and the VA will naturally make it about vampires being burnt than the hundreds of humans the vampires have killed. We don’t want that attention shift.”
“I actually agree with Hobi Hyung,” Jimin shares a look with the others, continuing, “We should probably attack first —but of course, we don’t know where they are hiding, so maybe we should track them first?”
“Then what will we tell the WSO?” Seojun asks knowing Namjoon wants to ask the question.
“We’ve been at this for hours, samchun!” Hoseok snaps, “Every minute we waste here, there’s someone’s life in danger and we, as the alphas can’t do shit!”
“I know,” Seojun pats him on his shoulder, “—and I understand your frustrations but keep in mind that we can’t just do things our way when different species are involved. If all of us did what we naturally wanted to do, all of us would be hunted down to extinction.”
“We live in a diverse society and when we cross paths with others we need to be respectful and cautious —especially when the species are historically our enemies.” Seojun looked at the young men around him.
“I need you to know that finding them isn’t enough —atleast for now.” The wolves look at him, questioning what his words meant, “They haven’t hurt any supernatural and according to the statute of inter-species, we technically can’t harm them. We can’t even scratch them and justify it by saying they killed hundreds of humans —because to the WSO, humans are still not over supernaturals. The best we can do for now is try to find them alive and present them to the system and make sure they are atleast punished the legal way.”
“Is there no way we can kill them ourselves?” Jungkook asks the older man, “I mean, we kinda deserve it. They caused our pack so much trauma—”
“If they kill one of us,” Seojun smirks when the boy’s face drops, “Then, we could agrue —limb for a nail and kill them ourselves!” He smiles, “But is it worth losing one of our own to get the chance to burn them?”
“Not worth it,” Taehyung sighs, “I’d rather all of us stay alive and take longer to punish them through the legal system.”
“Exactly my thoughts,” Seojun smiles, “What I was here to tell you is—”
“That you are bringing your mate home finally?” Jimin grins cheekily at the older man.
“Not exactly that,” Seojun looks surprised, “But how did you know that I was planning to bring her home?”
“I just do!” Jimin looked proud of himself.
Jungkook tattled, “He eavesdropped on your conversation with Abeoji,”
“I could’t help it, samchun,” Jimin pouts, “—you know, with my heightened hearing and all,”
“You totally could, you brat!” Seojun snips, “—and keep this quiet till I come back from the mission. Then, you can meet my mate.”
“What mission, samchun?” Hoseok asks, “Do you want us to come with you? I volunteer!”
“No need, Hobi. Stay here and help the pack out.” Seojun says. “—while I go and sniff these bloodsuckers out.”
Weeks after Yoo Seojun had left to track the coven down, he brought information regarding the coven’s hideout.
The coven were in an abandoned asylum —known to be haunted in the locality. There were years of disappearances, ghost sightings and more creepy behaviour in the area and locals just stayed away from the place, especially once the night set.
They were apparently headed by an old-blood vampire —it looked like the vampire and his croonies were addicted to human blood and were apparently indulging in the forbidden meat.
The asylum housed hundreds of vampires, both new and old-blood ones, though it was clear that there was a obvious bias and hierarchy set in place. Seojun relayed that people were being taken in, but it was unclear as to where they were being kept and how they were transporting them to their dumpsites.
There were no screams per say, but cheers and celebrations of the residents. They were nocturnal but it was something the wolves expected. In daylight, the place was eerily quiet and once the night set, it was like the place burst with life.
There hadn’t been children sighted at the camp, but there were many older vampires. The place smelled of infestations, decay and death. Seojun relayed that the air itself seemed poisonous and all the soldiers might need to be given antidotes before the attack.
The more details Seojun sent, the more restless the wolves became.
The more days he stayed away collecting information, the more plans and resources were being set in place. How anyone who were rescued would be treated and cared for, what would happen to people they couldn’t save, how the vampires will be kept, how to be best attack them —everything regarding the mission was being thought of and the attack date pushed ahead and ahead until they had no choice but to attack.
Yoo Seojun was found dead, along with a woman who was later identified as his mate —oddly, their corpses were in perfect condition, almost like they were embalmed and ready to set in a coffin.
The wolves didn’t know what to think of it —a warning? a threat? were they caught? Was this disrespectful? Were they being merciful? But with Seojun and his mate’s death, both of whom are protected under the inter-species statue —the wolves now had a kill-on-sight order for the coven.
Now, the wolves had a reason to go crazy. The wolves had a reason be cruel. They had a reason to tear them apart limb by limb.
Now, this was personal.
On the decided date, all the pack warriors, hunters, gatherers, sentinels, healers, salutaries, trackers and scouts were at the pack house. They had been in there practicing, planning and getting ready for this mission.
As the time arrived, all of them gathered for one last conversation.
“Did everyone take the second dose of antidotes given to you?” Suga asked the wolves, who replied in affirmative. “If you haven’t, take it immediately. That way, if you have a reaction, we can treat you.”
“Are you all geared up?” Hoseok looked around, as the leader of warrior wolves he always led such missions. The wolves chorused their answers, “You have taken your antidotes, have a vial of anti-venom in case of emergency and are in perfect condition?” The wolves agreed and Hoseok turned to Namjoon. “—let’s run over our plan one last time.”
“Hunters and Warriors will go in first when the signal device activates and clear the way for Trackers and Scouts, who will find the injured and transport them back to the Healers outside. Once you see the victims being brought out, Healers will call for more help that’s waiting outside the perimeter.” He takes a look at Yoongi who nods his agreement, “Every bloodsucker will be killed and any other species will be treated as victims.” Namjoon recited.
“Before going in, decide which form you want to fight in. Choose the most comfortable one.” Hoseok quips, “If you want weapons, take them with you. If you bite them, go for their necks —biting any other part is useless.”
“Try not to ingest their blood. You have the medications in you but the shit can get you sick once they wear off.” Suga added, “If you are hurt, get help. If you need help, mind-link. Keep your mind-links open at all times, keep in touch with us, your leaders and the healers outside.”
“I hope you know the intricacies of what we are heading into.” Jin said. “Our mission is also about getting every injured human out, taking care of them and returning the deceased ones to their families so that they can be mourned and put to rest.”
“Yes, alpha.” The wolves chorused, making him nod solemnly.
“This is going to be a brutal mission,” Jin continued, his heart fearing trauma on the wolves. “We can get you help after this mission, okay?”
“You show them no mercy,” Hoseok pressed on, “They showed none to their victims. Rip them apart if you want to. I won’t advocate any sort of respect for them.” Hoseok could hear the noise of disapproval Namjoon made behind him, but he didn’t care. “We lost our bravest warrior to their madness and it’s time we avenge him!” The wolves roared at the thought of their fallen warrior, “We need to make his sacrifices worth it.”
“Keep your mind-links open at all times. You will never lose contact with the ones outside, if you do —you get back outside immediately.” Namjoon said, “Once we are all out and the vampires are dead, we collect evidence and burn the place down to the ground.”
“What about the sentinels?” Hoseok looks at the youngest three, “Have you delegated their duties?”
“Yes, Hyung.” Taehyung said, Jungkook adding, “Everything is set.”
“We leave in an hour,” Hoseok said determined. “Let’s only use our mind-links from now on.”
Everything about the mission had gone as planned till the very end.
It was probably the most stressful yet easiest mission the pack had ever been on. The pack had travelled to the asylum in the dark and quiet and hid out till the signalling device went off.
On the last day, right before his death, Seojun had crept into the back of the building and set in place a timer-device of sort that went off and emitted a paralyzing drug that would smoke the area and immobilize the vampires for a few minutes.
The wolves having taken precautions were immune to it ac the minute, the smoke appaered, they knew it was game time.
The alphas lead the Hunters and Warriors into the run-down building, attacking, beheading and ripping the throats of any and every vampire that came their way.
“Goddess! These fuckers smell like death!” One wolf cursed, as he pushed his long nails into the chest of the vampire, pulling him apart.
“Their faces alone make me wanna puke!” A she-wolf made a disgusted face at the vampire bodies, lying around after some wolves had gone through them.
Halfway through, the paralyzer bega losing its effect and the vampires began waking up and attacking the wolves back. The wolves tried to make good use of their half-awske state and killed as many as possible, till the paralyzer completely wore off.
Then, most of them turned into their wolf forms to be able to get more energy and because the numbers were in the wolves favor now, two wolves took one vampire —all the while, Trackers and Scouts found injured and dead people inside and took them out to get help.
Hoseok, possibly the best warrior of the present pack was taking multiple vampires at a time, in his half-man-half wolf state, using his long nails and teeth, to injure them deeply but not enough to die and ultimately tearing them and leaving them in shreds.
Namjoon and Jin used their silver, poison coated guns and knives to harm the vampires, trying not get the enemies blood on them literally.
Suga stayed outside, giving emergency help to the victims and sending them away to the pack hospitals for more care and surgery.
Jimin and his trackers were tracking down injured people and carrying them out to the healers, while Jungkook, Taehyung and their team attacked and carried out dead victims, so that they could be put to rest respectfully.
It was nearing early morning when the mission neared an end.
From the looks of it, the vampires were gone. All the victims seemed to have reached the hospital and the ones who needed help were getting it as they speak.
Most of the victims could be saved and the ones lost would be handed over to their family or if they didn’t have any, the pack would see to it that they laid in peace.
Now only one last thing was left to do, burn the place down.
Namjoon had opined during one of their initial meetings that burning the asylum wasn’t necessary. He thought they could just study the place and get more knowledge and information regarding the vampires that lived there.
But the pack didn’t want any of it.
The coven had terrorized the pack so much that no one wanted anything to do with it after the mission and Namjoon had to agree to have it burnt.
Jin had reasoned with him saying this would ensure that no vampire would get out from there and start to go on a revenge journey.
As the pack gathered all of the vampires —counting and doing the final checks for their reports, the alphas felt discomfort.
The whole day they did feel anxious but they had thought it was the mission that made them feel that way, but even with the apparent victory the boys still felt bothered, like they were doing something wrong.
But they ignored it, simply continuing to look around the place and gathering evidence for the upcoming case.
The wolves took pictures and emptied the shelves, rooms and everything of what they thought might be relevant to the case. These evidences will be studied further by the WSO and hopefully, such things would be prevented in the future.
“Namjoon-ah,” Jin called, his heart and stomach clenching oddly at the thought of burning the building down. “Can we take one last look inside?” The boys around him looked confused.
“What?” Yoongi looked shocked at the older’s request. “Why?”
“Hyung! No,” Jimin said, “Let’s get this over with! I can’t the stench of them any longer,”
“Hyung, let’s not waste time like that!” Taehyung was saying as he held a hoodie to his arm, to stop the bleeding from his injury. “We need to get our packmates to a healer, Hyung. Their wounds might look small but the goddess alone knows what their infected venom does to werewolves.”
“Hyung! But we just looked inside!” Jungkook said, eyes wide. “All the humans inside were taken away. It’s only those bloodsuckers anyway! If we don’t burn them now, they can escape!”
“Please,” Jin looked close to begging on his knees, “I don’t know what it is, I just want to look inside once. Something feels wrong!” He exclaimed, looking at them, panting. “My wolf’s going crazy at the thought of burning this place down. It won’t take long! I’ll take a quick look inside, and I’ll be back and then we can burn this place.” He said, in hopes of convincing the boys.
“O-kay, Hyung,” Namjoon said looking at him in worry, “But one of us goes with you.”
“I’ll go with you, Hyung,” Hoseok said, motioning Jin to lead the way. “C'mon.” Jin nodded hurriedly and ran into the building, not sparing anyone else a second glance.
The boys looked on wondering why their wolves felt just as restless as Jin’s wolf.
Why were they feeling like something was amiss? Like they had left their heart inside to die?
Jin ran inside making full use of his supernatural speed, checking every dingy room, kicking every large thing around as if they’re hiding something inside them. Hoseok wanted to prod but it didn’t look like Jin would listen. He seemed lost in himself searching for whatever it was he was searching.
There was an urgency in the way he was being so reckless about lifting and shoving things around, something so different from the usual gentle Hyung he knew. It took some time, but when the duo reached downstairs again, Jin looked visibly more frustrated and helpless than earlier.
“There’s nothing?” Hoseok asked his brother.
Jin looked unsatisfied at the lack of results. He shook his head, as if that would reconfirm to his wolf that there really was nothing inside.
“Want to take another look?” He asked, placing his palm on his shoulder, with a sympathetic look. Jin was clearly distressed.
“Can- Can we?” Jin asked, panting and sweating heavily.
“Of course, Hyung.” The male smiled softly, “But, you’ve got to tell me what you are searching for?”
His voice was calm and he was being as soft as possible. He wanted to know what he was searching for, so that he knew how to help. He had a suspicion, but he hoped it wasn’t right.
“I- I don’t know,” Jin said, running his hand through his hair, “My wolf just says it’s important and I’d regret it if I didn’t look and that time’s running out! He- He won’t say more.” He was still looking around, trying to find something.
“Hyung,” Hoseok called the man. When he didn’t reply, he called again. “Hyung!” He called loudly, shaking the man, by grabbing his shoulders.
“Hyung, you need to focus! Deep breath, take a deep breath! Close your eyes and focus on your breathing, okay?” He directed the older wolf, hands holding him firmly by the shoulders.
When Jin calmed down slightly and met eyes with him, he said, “Now, ask your wolf if he knows what he’s searching for?” Jin nodded, and went silent for a moment.
“He says he doesn’t know.” Jin’s voice was pained, like he was frustrated with himself. “Ask him what makes him think something is left behind.”
“Instinct.” Jin hissed out and Hoseok barely stops himself from rolling his eyes. He knew and admitted that out of them all, Jin was the one most in tune with his wolf. It was the whole reason they let Jin come back in.
If Jin’s wolf said something was wrong because his instinct said so, something was definitely wrong. He was the one with the most wolf-like instinct and the one best at being able to control it.
But that also meant, his wolf was equally controlling of his human side. His wolf could take control and cause a rampage because something in his ingrained instinct felt wrong.
Like right now. Jin was clearly struggling to control his wolf, with how his eyes were flickering gold and how sometimes he mumbled about finding something in a deeper voice, something that happened when wolves took over their human self. He was clutching painfully onto Hoseok’s shoulder trying to keep calm. He quickly mind-linked his brothers outside.
“It’s taking longer than expected. Stay alert.”
“Hyung, I want you to promise me to keep your wolf in check, and to not block us out, okay? you’ll take a deep breath every time and try to find it. Okay?”
“What- want if we don’t find it?” Jim whispered with a gulp, his eyes going its usual brown for a few seconds.
“We’ll stay here till your wolf calms down,” Hobi’s voice was determined, “If we find whatever you’re searching for, great! If not, we keep our butts here and calm your big boy down.” He gave him a small smile and it widened when he saw Jin nod with a sigh.
“Okay,” Hoseok took a breath, smiled at his Hyung and took his hands off him. “Go.”
Jin stood rooted to the ground for a few seconds, took a deep breath as if to calm himself down. He closed his eyes, taking deep breaths as if to find the scent of something.
Then, he took off to wherever his feet took him. Hoseok followed him from close behind, trying to catch a smell of what his brother had smelled. He didn’t want to get in Jin’s way of finding whatever he was searching for. Jin took deep breaths, letting go of his heightened senses. His ears trying to pick up anything, nose trying to pick up any scent that catches his wolf’s attention.
“Try harder. We must find it. You will regret going empty handed. Can’t lose this. Very important. Look harder. It’s right here. Find something that leads you there.” Jin, his wolf growled.
Hoseok noticed how Jin was barely in control anymore. His wolf was showing itself more so than normal. Jin was rambling when it hit him; a completely out of place refreshing calm scent. In a long time since he set out on this mission, Jin felt his wolf settle and stutter his words.
“Found. Track the scent.” He and his wolf purred at your scent. “Hurt. Blood. Monsters. Hurt. Die. Hurt.” The wolf growled loudly, lost in emotions and continued, “Please track the scent. Please. Quick. Might lose it. Please.” His wolf was stuttering out sentences, lost in the excitement and worry at finally having found whatever he was looking for.
He ran to the source, taking in the trail of scent in the air as he raced down the stairs that looked untread.
Hasn’t anyone come here? Were there more of them here? Is that why his wolf was restless?
The stairs were made of wood with some steps missing, an odd addition to the concrete building, like it was as an afterthought than an initial plan. When he reached the floor again, he noticed he was in the basement, two stories below the ground because he was in the other basement before this and that looked like a different place.
He looked around, only to find metal barred rooms that looked like prisons. Were they holding hostages here? He wondered, eyeing the place around in mild distaste.
The stench was mixed with your soothing scent and he couldn’t help but sniff around moving deeper into the room, trying to find you, the source of the mouth-watering scent.
Then when he reached the last room, your scent hit him again, much stronger than before. He was almost knocked off his feet as his eyes set themselves on you.
Even amidst the stench, filth and disturbing vibe of the place, you looked so beautiful to him, so soft, so sweet and so perfect that Jin for minute felt his world come to a halt, his wolf purring loudly in his mind and his heart clenching painfully in a pleasuring way.
As his flickering golden eyes focused on you, Jin felt something strong in his chest again as the pain faded as his heart burst with pleasure, warmth and affection, his wolf howling happily and running around in his head.
There was a rush of adrenaline and the euphoria in him caused his senses to be so overwhelmed that he fell on his knees, sweat dripping and his pheromone filled scent rolling off him in waves. He kept his hooded eyes on you, drinking in the euphoric rush when it registered him.
Suddenly, he was taken from in front of a warm fire and dropped into a frozen lake, the ice cracking and cold water suffocating him like the view in front of him.
You were on the ground, hands and legs bound by metal shackles behind a metal cage, like some sort of captive animal. Blood was flowing out of your wounds; bite marks on your neck, shoulders, wrists and arms.
You were bleeding, you were hurt. His wolf growled at the thought of you being hurt. He pushed himself off his knees and stumbled to you, lifting you into his arms.
“Hey-Hey,” He called out to you and wiped the blood off your face, waiting for you to show him some sign of life and strength. Tears were filling his eyes, blurring his vision. “Love, are-are you okay? Can-can you hear me? Can-can you hear me?” He asked, softly patting your swollen cheeks, desperately hoping to hear something back or some kind of response from you.
Your body was cold, pale and looked severely malnourished. His heart pounded painfully inside him as his wolf whimpered and growled at your limp body. You were bruised from the shackles and there was an injury to your temple, that was bleeding.
Your wrists, arms and neck had bite marks, red and bleeding fresh ones that made him wonder if he should’ve found you earlier. Then would you have been in a better state?
Wild thoughts ran through his head in a split second as he put his head closer to your chest, trying to find a beating heart. Your heart was beating thankfully but it was obvious that it wouldn’t last long, you wouldn’t last long.
The rhythm was too slow for a living being and you looked less than alive.
“Hyung- what?” Hoseok asked, looking at their oldest, who was cradling you to his chest, a girl who from the looks of it is dead.
Your scent was weird.
Now that he was so close, your scent was mixed with the filth you were lying in, vampire venom and vampire blood. He wrinkled his nose.
What exactly are you?
Hoseok could hear Jin’s heart stuttering away in his ribcage as his breaths came in heavy panting, shaking like he was having trouble controlling his body.
He was scrambling away as he held you closer, looking close to losing his mind. He was whimpering, growling and crying as his body shook violently. It was as if he was trying to get out from inside him.
Were his suspicions right?
Hoseok thought to himself as he watched Jin pull off his shirt and wrap it around you to give you warmth. He pulled you to his naked chest, rubbing his warm hands over your arms to warm you up.
“She’s-” Jin looked up at his brother, eyes flashing gold, filled with tears, he whispered again, and a sob escaped his lips.
“She’s my mate.”
[ next ] Beautiful Mate, Handsome Men and Being Alone
[ author’s endnote ] finally people! the first chapter is up! my fifteen-year old brain came up with this idea years ago and now, at twenty-two, I’m putting this out. there will be plot holes. I have tried to get the ideas more polished and repair the holes but yeah, I might have left something out. please let me know your thoughts on this! It’s a bit of an info-dump, if you have any questions, send them my way! or, just come and say hello! i’d love to make new friends! I hope all of you are doing well, lots of love and take care, aksh
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