Summary: Hybrids have always been known to humanity after scientist decided to test the limits of the animal genetics on humans. Now the world uses them as adoptable companions, which is why a group of friends found their way at a Hybrid Shelter. Though one trip turns into an ugly fight involving Yoongi to walk away—But what happens when that same male finds a cat hybrid that is scared out of her mind with a dark past. Who said that dark past was over?
~Pairing: Min Yoongi (BTS) | Suga x Hybrid f! Reader
Wild feline orbs snapped wide open, panic swirling through them while your senses refused to cooperate from the emotional roller coaster running inside. You hated that everything felt out of control, it was like a slap to the face. A reminder that the past is never really gone, despite Yoongi’s desperate attempts to shake it from your memories.
Without hesitation, you jumped into a defensive stance—practically pure instincts at this point—only to hiss when bumping your head against a hard surface. The sudden harsh movement having you wince as well, the injury on your shoulder blade acting up.
Right now… You felt like a blind man walking through a dark forest, breathing taking a sharp turn as your body trembled—You’re okay… You’re not back. It’s okay, just calm yourself.
A marathon of reassurance—comfort—chanted within, tail flickering and puffing in distress. Although you were still on edge, the words did help regain your five senses… From hearing to smell.
Unconsciously sniffing the air around, inhaling familiar scents that you’ve grown to come accustomed too as your stress decreased and faded. Knowing you were even remotely close to one of the seven puts you at ease. Vision coming back into focus, shaking your head to get it together before observing the surrounding area.
However as much as you tried to forget, focus on something else, like the vibrations taking place underneath your paws from the moving vehicle. Tears still threatened to spill—That dream… You can’t get it out of your head.
It’s been months since you’ve had a nightmare, especially one as real as this…
Yet, the darkness had swallowed and welcomed you back with a sinister grin. Almost as if those demons inside didn’t leave at all, only waiting for your return—Which, in a way, the past did wait… In the depths of your mind until they were triggered back to the open surface.
Shaking the thoughts away with a downward glare, you didn’t realize that your sharpened claws were digging into the carpet ground. The sight forcing you to flinch and crawl away, wanting to come out of hiding but nearly shrieking when tripping over something hard and… fluffy?
You didn’t even have time to catch yourself—So much for cats always landing on their feet as you stumbled before coming into direct contact with something wet and squishy.
Peeking an eye open, widening seeing familiar golden fur and a slightly large snout touching your own small nose—Hoseok.
The dog hybrid was halfway beneath the seat, as if he tried to forcefully squeeze himself through the narrow space. Carefully, you tried to ease yourself out of the way, only to freeze feeling something move and snuggle into your side. Ears perking up, finally noticing Jungkook was here too… In fact, he was probably the cause of your fall.
Huffing, all you could do was stare at the bunny who was sound asleep, squirming around for warmth as he breathed in your scent with a content sigh—Jungkook and Hoseok being there, despite pushing them away earlier, had a warm feeling spread into your heart.
What was this? You couldn’t find a word for it.
It was different, calming, new… Honestly it made you feel fuzzy and light inside.
But what exactly was it? You’ve felt it before with Yoongi. Although it was stronger around him, but you just couldn’t pinpoint what this new feeling was called. Maybe you should talk about it with Namjoon, he once told you that purring was perfectly normal so he should know about this… Right?
It’s funny… Never in your life did you imagine you’d be friends with hybrids that weren’t cut from the same cloth, no less humans for that matter.
Getting on all fours, you gently rolled Jungkook over to the golden retriever so the small hybrid could stay warm with the help of Hoseok’s fur. Cat-like eyes narrowing playfully to make sure the youngest didn’t try to inch himself toward you like the last few times.
When it was clear Jungkook was planning to stay… you turned around and only took a single step before freezing. Hesitating, you glanced behind and inhaled sharply, rushing towards the two hybrids to nuzzle their necks affectionally that caused Hoseok and Jungkook to smile blissfully in their sleep.
More than embarrassed, tail coming to cover half your face, you maneuvered out from underneath the shadows with a silent hiss. The need to know your location being greater than the pain forming on your shoulder, ignoring the sting as you squinted because of the light shining through each window.
Orange and yellow colors flowing in your vision, it seemed to be around sunset outside but still bright enough to where you wanted to crawl back into the shade.
Standing tall on your hind legs, eyes narrowing to the other sleeping hybrids—Jimin and Taehyung being in a cuddle session of their own. Although your head snapped towards the front, humming near the driver’s seat catching your attention almost instantly. You’d know that familiar tune anywhere, automatically speed-walking to get closer as if you were in a trance. Jumping into the lap of the male that changed your life… possibly forever.
Not expecting the sudden weight, Yoongi tensed for a minute before slumping in relaxation when hearing and feeling your purrs rumble throughout his body.
You weren’t sure when Yoongi decided to trade spots with Seokjin, OR when the eldest wasn’t in the car anymore for that matter. But you weren’t complaining, eyes darting out the window. Enjoying the scenery and quietness of the road… It brought a sense of peace.
And when a single hand started combing through your black fur, you didn’t tense like earlier. Instead, practically turning into Jell-O.
Yoongi didn’t bother talking … nor did he mention a word about what happened between you and that hybrid eagle. The music lover knew when to shut up, letting you come to him instead of forcing it out. Yoongi was just happy that you didn’t flinch or shiver in disgust at his touch.
A soft—rare—smile graced Yoongi’s features as you leaned further in his hand with an expression that told him you were in heaven. A much better change than the painful one.
Occasionally, Yoongi would check the rear-view mirror to make sure Seokjin and Namjoon were still following behind in the other vehicle. But for the most part, the side was comforting. The only sound being the lowered music as Yoongi hummed, rapping his favorite verse louder for your ears.
Although you didn’t exactly know where you were or heading… Right now, in this moment.
You’d travel anywhere as long it’s with him.
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“Psst… Psst, Y/N! Time to wake up.”
Groaning at the noise, you curled up and turned around to face away from the new presence. Only to accidentally rollover, falling off the seat and hitting the ground. Cracking an eye open to glare at the laughing introducers that disturbed your peace.
“And here I thought cats always land on their feet…”
A snickering fox was glancing down as Taehyung towered over you two in his human form with a wide grin, playfulness shining in both their eyes. “Come on, Yoongi sent us to wake you. He wants you to meet someone, we all do!”
Confused, you sleepily got up with a yawn and stretched out your limbs, hissing when straining your shoulder once more. You were a hundred percent certain that it needed to be treated, especially when you didn’t officially know how bad it looked.
In pet circumstances, a vet could do an evaluation without problems… but you weren’t a pet. You’re a hybrid and human form usually is more suitable to check for injuries properly. Especially since you have black fur that covers any bruise or open wound.
The two hybrids glanced at one another in concern, feeling discomfort roll off you in waves. However, you didn’t bother telling them what was wrong, completely avoiding eye contact.
“Where are we?” You mumbled, the question being more directed at Jimin than anything since Taehyung could barely understand without being in his tiger form. Hybrid language was extremely different inside your animal form then it was being human. Taehyung only being able to get the gist of the conversation, but not fully.
“Home!” Jimin shouted excitedly, small yips leaving his mouth as the bright colored tail wagged on like a dog getting a treat—But thanks to your sleep introduced state, you could not focus on the fact that there were other new smells around or the sound of someone gathering the luggage in the trunks.
Home? That didn’t seem right… You all took a whole day trip, only to come back to the beginning? Is this a human and hybrid thing?
Weirdos…
Scratching behind your ears, you didn’t bother listening to what else the two hybrids had to say. Immediately jumping onto the seat where Jimin practically purred at the close proximity, nuzzling his head into yours as Taehyung twirled your black tail around his finger playfully.
Snorting you let out a hiss, only for the warning to be left ignored as they continued. The two already used to you trying to push their affection away, all the hybrids knew that if you didn’t actually want it… You’d do more than hiss.
Alright that’s enough… After nudging the two away, you jumped out the car door that was left open.
The first thing you noticed was how cold the ground and air was, snow scrunching underneath your paws while shivering. Face scrunching up when feeling Jack Frost nip at your nose—However, the second thing that caught your attention was getting lifted off the ground…
By someone that you did not know.
“Is this her?! Yoongi, she’s adorable!! Her beautiful fur reminds me of my little bun!” A women squealed out in awe, your eyes widening at the sight of her. Especially the peanut butter colored bunny ears that flopped down her short-styled hair.
The random women had such wide doe-like eyes that held so much happiness… and it was being directed at you.
You didn’t know how to react to this… because on one hand, you wanted to scratch and bite to freedom—I mean you were a predator and she was prey, you could scare her! But then again… Her eyes held so much warmth that it made you feel safe.
Just who the hell was she?
“Dear… Maybe you should put her down. Poor girl looks like she is going to faint,” Another voice echoed out into the night sky as it started to snow, tensing at the new presence as you swiftly glanced around seeing another bunny hybrid—The guy was slightly less tall than Jungkook, but instead of this women, he had black ears that stood up straight. A large smile forming on him… He had Jungkook’s smile.
“Her name is Y/N, right?”
“Oh! Chim mentioned that on the phone the last time we talked!! What a lovely name, it fits the little black rose perfectly!”
“Yoongi, I can’t believe you adopted a hybrid!! How many times has your mom tried to convince you to get out the house or schedule blind dates? At least now she’ll stop since you have a hybrid to take care of. I’m sure Y/N will have no problems whipping you into shape.”
Yoongi scoffed, turning his head sideways as a light blush rose on his cheeks from being called out. The action causing all the adult parents to laugh at the pouty expression Yoongi was showing, Though while it embarrassed him, you grew more on edge from being surrounded.
Eyes growing wide seeing multiple couples, from an orange and white tiger… to brownish and gold fur retrievers. Then finally a pair of bright orange and red foxes… However, you didn’t see any other couple that wasn’t considered a hybrid.
Eventually it started to feel like you were being suffocated, trying to wiggle out of the female’s grasp that only made you hiss from how much movement you were doing as the smell of fresh blood reached your nose. However it probably would’ve been noticed if where you were inside a closed space and not outside a snowy environment.
Though the sudden action had everyone freezing in alarm and concern before understanding lit up—They were overwhelming you. Although it was hard to detect in the wind, the strongest sense in the air was pain and fear… along with something else that smelled familiar to them. But from what Yoongi explained about your past… It would be best not to make a first bad impression by bringing up horrid memories.
“Oh, I’m so sorry!! I—I didn’t mean to be rude,” The women stumbled upon her words, ears pinning back as an embarrassed blush painted her cheeks red. Gently, she placed you down on the cold ground where you unconsciously hissed at everyone to back off, back arching as high it could go while tail bristled in anger.
The defensive position had the parents deflating, sadness filling them as the others eye’s softened—Maybe it was a mistake not to inform you that they were coming here…
“Y/N, it’s okay… You can trust them. It’s about time you meet the big family,” Namjoon calmly explained, crouching near as the four hybrids smiled in reassurance. Giving you an encouraging nod before standing next to the ones that shared similar traits with them—Are these their parents?
“Maybe we should let Y/N get settled in first! I bet she’s dying to eat a nice hot meal and shake off the cold—Yoongi… Namjoon… Your parents should be inside finishing up dinner. While Jin, your parents are getting the rooms ready,” Mrs. Jung spoke up, brownish tail wagging as the sun radiated off her smile.
Nodding in agreement, Namjoon ruffled your head before Yoongi came to scroop you up in his arms. Unzipping his jacket so he could wrap you up in it, becoming your personal heater.
During the trail, you watched how all the boys were in a good mood… Despite them being tired from staying up too late. Laughter could be heard a mile away as they joked around with big grins, even Jungkook had tears falling when being embraced by each of his parents.
Just then a flick was felt upon your ear that caused you to glare upward, Yoongi smirking down before an annoyed hiss fell from your lips that had him chuckling in amusement. The sound catching everyone’s attention, secretly glancing over their shoulders to coo. As well sighing in relief seeing Yoongi open up to someone that wasn’t his parents or the boys.
Soon enough, after heading through the darkness and snowy fog… You could make out a building that was neatly decorated as Christmas lights shined the pathway—This is a house?! It looks like a castle!!
Your mouth couldn’t help but drop when seeing a semi-giant mansion…
“Speechless dearie? Believe me… I was too when our seven boys surprised us with it,” Mrs. Kim stated, walking slower to keep in pace with Yoongi as she saw the awe shine in your eyes. Smiling at her son and husband that were ahead them, black and white tail blending into the snowy environment while it swished around.
Yoongi rolled his eyes, a small grin forming as he stared at the big house that was coming more into view—Wait was that? You couldn’t help but snicker in amusement when feeling Yoongi puff out his chest in pride. It seems the sight of the house inflated his ego…
“…All of you deserved it from how much you put up with us. We all have successful jobs… It was about time we lend a hand,” Yoongi explained with a far-off look in his eyes at the mention of being successful. While he did work in the music industry, Yoongi didn’t just want to be claimed as another random face… He wanted to make a name for himself that the world knew and deep in his gut, something told him that was coming soon. “Ah, anyways… All we did was start the race; it was you all that finished it remember? I hear the clinic and restaurant are the talk of the town, soon it’s going to go global—Eomma even told me your starting your own fashion line… What’s that all about?”
At the comment, Taehyung’s mom ended up coughing in her hand as she grew shy… The only people who actually knew about that was the ladies and her husband. Mrs. Kim didn’t even tell her son about what she was planning to release next fall. “Yes well… You didn’t think Taetae got his fashion sense from his father, did you?”
Yoongi laughed in agreement, glancing at the two male tigers to see one sporting a designer outfit while the other was wearing something that was entirely mismatched. The music lover couldn’t help but flinch seeing the terrible combination… Even HE had some fashionable sense.
Finally arriving at the front door, the guys were the first to rush into the house to get out of the cold weather. Dragging snow with them that had the woman glaring at the mess, pulling off their coats to put away. Honestly, you were surprised when Yoongi didn’t shed off his jacket as well or even ask if you’d sit on the floor from how much heat you were adding.
Suddenly a delicious aroma filled the room, it had your stomach grumbling in anger. In fact, you don’t think you’ve eaten anything since breakfast, and it seemed the smell wasn’t only affecting you. The other hybrids practically melting on the spot as drool formed, following the smell.
It wasn’t hard to find where it was coming from, Yoongi settling you down on the counter when spotting a beautiful women facing away from everyone. She was wearing an elegant black outfit, long hair tired up as she focused on chopping. The lady looked like Yoongi when he cooks.
Speaking of him…
“Eomma…. I’m home.”
Snapping her head up, eyes growing wide as she accidentally dropped the knife on the floor that had you jumping into a defensive position. Relaxing slightly when seeing the women throw herself into Yoongi’s awaiting arms before she pulled away. Placing a single hand on his cheek that had Yoongi leaning in for comfort.
“Oh my boy… Wait, am I sure your him? My, Yoongi, was never this handsome,” Mrs. Min snorted as Yoongi rolled his eyes, gently pushing his mother’s hand away playfully.
“Okay… Well you ruined the moment,” Yoongi chuckled.
“I was just kidding dumpling… Of course your mine, only I could create such a beautiful child,” Mrs. Min chuckled as she reached for the knife on the floor, placing it in the sink before turning around to get a better view at her son. However, her eyes widen seeing Yoongi’s shirt… “Oh my!! Yoongi you’re bleeding! Are you okay?!”
“Bleeding? What, are you finally going crazy? What are you talking about, I’m not…” Yoongi scrunched up his nose in confusion, glancing down at his shirt only to freeze. There, right in the middle, was in fact a blood stain… Although it was not a lot, it was still alarming.
“This doesn’t make sense…” Yoongi mumbled, thinking back on what happened today as his mother fused over him on possibly being injured. It was then that a light bulb lit up in his head… Y/N. Maybe that fight with the hybrid eagle did more than damage your mental health.
Ignoring his mother, Yoongi slowly crept to where you sat with a clinging Jimin. The fox being putty in your arms as you pat his head with a single paw. Giving a shushing sign when the hybrids spotted him getting closer. When Yoongi was close enough, he spotted your black fur had a shining wet coat to the shoulder. Although he couldn’t tell if it was blood or not.
Narrowing his eyes, Yoongi whispered an apology before touching the wet spot that had you wincing and letting out a loud cry. A deadly hiss escaping as wild eyes stared into Yoongi’s soul, everyone gathering into the kitchen when hearing the sound.
It surprised the parents when something triggered in their four boys, startled eyes watching them transform as they stood guard in front as Yoongi stared at the tips of his fingers that had fresh blood on it. Snapping up when hearing growls ring through the air as the hybrids eyed him suspiciously, only backing down when you finally relaxed seeing it was just Yoongi.
Seokjin and Namjoon stared with worry, wondering what the hell was going on. The two coming up behind Yoongi to peer down at what he was looking at that had curiosity grow in the parents too. Suddenly a gasp left one of them, the eldest being the first to react.
“Someone get my dad, immediately!!! Y/N’s hurt!!”
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Summary: Hybrids have always been known to humanity after scientist decided to test the limits of the animal genetics on humans. Now the world uses them as adoptable companions, which is why a group of friends found their way at a Hybrid Shelter. Though one trip turns into an ugly fight involving Yoongi to walk away—But what happens when that same male finds a cat hybrid that is scared out of her mind with a dark past. Who said that dark past was over?
~Pairing: Min Yoongi (BTS) | Suga x Hybrid f! Reader
~Genre: Angst & Fluff, Hybrid au
~Word Count: 3.7K
**WARNING: This chapter contains bullying, PTSD, and slight violence… If this makes you uncomfortable or triggers you in anyway. Please do NOT read!**
The female leader snapped out of her shock, puffing out her chest and straightening up at the challenge. Blackish and brown eagle wings bristled behind, flexing wide to show her dominance over you. The action immediately causing the two lackies to submit, avoiding all eye contact as possible by tilting their heads toward the ground. Their bodies hunching over to curl in on themselves to appear smaller than they actually are.
“What’s this, a mere cat is standing up for a fox hybrid? Dear… You do know that your nothing but prey to him, right?” The hybrid snapped, anger bursting inside that someone below her species was giving off a defiance. Not appreciating how you didn’t show an ounce of submission or fear, only unconsciously straightening up more to show off your power instead.
Though the eagle hybrid made no sign of moving, fierce eyes calculating her odds and tactics before attacking.
“This mere cat is going to kick your ass if you don’t get out of here. Unlike you dear, I am more bite than bark,” You hissed, teeth baring as the white lie fell easily from your lips as if it was true. Although you’d love to think that you could rip the bird’s head off with no problem, you also knew that fighting was not your strongest ability.
As well, going up against a predator? That was a death wish waiting to happen.
Still… One glance at Jimin, and you knew it was worth a shot to try. Rather taking on all three if it meant that he would be safe—But the comment seemed to upset the bird hybrid more, a screeching noise that sounded more animalistic echoed throughout the air that had your sensitive ears flinching. Even causing some real birds to fly off while rodents ran for cover, neither wanting to be a victim.
Tensing, you watched all logic go out the window when seeing the female’s eyes shine with nothing but wrath and lust for blood… You’re blood.
Cat reflexes starting to kick in and go into overdrive, hearing the whistling sound of the wind as the hybrid’s wings stretched out to give her an extra boost in steps. You barely managed to jump out of the way in time to avoid being tackled to the ground.
However, a hiss left your lips noticing that she was much closer to a statue-like Jimin The idea of the hybrid being remotely lose to him left a bitter taste on your tongue, not wasting time to practically force the eagle to follow with a tight grip upon her wing. Squeaks of pain leaving the bird’s mouth with a surprised gasp, especially after getting roughly shoved to the snowy ground by the other’s two feet.
“Pretty feathers, too bad there attached to someone with a shitty personality,” You scoffed, twisting a single feather that managed to get yanked undone between your thumb and index finger. Golden eyes following the movement, zooming in on the beautiful feather that fell to the street before the wind picked it up and out of sight.
During that time, you didn’t know better that the fuse to a bomb inside started to ignite. Everything going by so fast, not allowing you to process anything until it was too late.
Choking from the force, you staggered back when a punch to the face had your eyes watering. You didn’t even have time to defend yourself before more assaults came that had you coughing and wheezing. The eagle hybrid didn’t hesitate or have any regrets as she kneed you in the stomach that made your body double over in pain to the ground. She didn’t even give you a chance to catch your breath before another blow was delivered that had you crying out—Get up… A chant-like marathon echoed throughout your head, teary eyes cracking open slightly to see the bright sky.
Except, another the swing of the female’s leg had your body forcing itself to the side from the powerful kick. Blue sky long gone as your body felt like it was on fire, lungs burning for oxygen and ears pinning back in distress. The feeling had you curling in on yourself.
“Pathetic… Not saying anything now, huh kitty? I wonder what that fox thinks of you, trying to defend his honor, only to end up like a piece of gum on the floor. You couldn’t even put up much of a fight,” A voice cackled near your ear, her presence looming over you as the eagle bent down with a scowl.
The mention of the fox hybrid had your eyes snapping open straight away, searching before landing on a shivering figure. You had no idea how much time passed or if the others were looking for the two of you, but right now. In this moment… You couldn’t give a single fucks as your eyes focused on the tear stains that was covering dried up blood from the mark that SHE caused.
Biting your tongue, you fought against the pain in your stomach and everywhere else. The taste of copper tainting your taste buds from the punch in the face earlier. The hybrid, who’s guard was down, let out a shocked gasp as she staggered backwards from an elbow to the face. It distracted the eagle enough to let you stand up.
The sudden turn of events had the other two hybrids springing into action. Thankfully the two were much smaller than you, being easier to knock them down with little trouble.
Panting in exhaustion, not noticing the taller hybrid behind you until it was too late as a silent scream fell from your lips. Sharp talons digging into your shoulder blade that had you wanting to fall to the ground and cry.
“You’re starting to piss me off,” Hands shoved you with little effort and care into the wall right next to Jimin, causing him to winch at the sound it made. Biting your lip, you stared directly into cold eyes with no fear… Not wanting to give her the satisfaction that you were in pain all over.
“Jimin… Leave,” You croaked out, the comment had the eagle smirking at the requested demand. She didn’t even bother to take her eyes off you, knowing damn well that the fox wasn’t worth it anymore. But the girl that tried to stop her from having “fun” …Well that was a different story, and she was determined to leave a life learning lesson here to never mess with someone below your own species again.
“Wha—”
“NOW!” You growled, holding onto the wrist of the hand that was planted against your own throat. You could feel the cold touch of the sterling silver metal from your tag rubbing into the skin, gritting your teeth when the black collared tightened. Ears flickering when hearing the fox hybrid scramble to his feet and run in a hurry, scared yips leaving his mouth as the smell of roses and peaches faded away.
“Sending the fox away? Good idea kitty… We wouldn’t want him third wheeling on our little fun together,” The eagle grinned devilishly, her grip tightening that had you clenching with the idea of being corned until Jimin gets help. “What should I do with you? …Break a bone? How about leave a permanent scar?”
The list went on that would have had most people shiver in fear, but you showed no signs. In fact, you stared dead in the eye of the women that had won this fight with a hard glare… It didn’t upset you as much as you would’ve thought.
It was fine.
Jimin was safe and that was all that mattered. You handled far worse anyways, and the thought of Jimin going through the same thing as the light dimmed out of his eyes was worth being in this place instead of him.
Golden eyes scanned your face, humming deep in thought on what she could do. However a single movement had her slightly glancing up as a wide smile formed, her feather that was plucked earlier and picked up by the wind flew by next to your fluffy black cat ears. It had her grin growing wider than the grinch. “Oh, I know exactly what to do with you darling.”
“How about an eye for an eye? You remember my pretty little feather? …Well it’s time that I pluck something of yours too,” A sickly sweet voice caught your attention, nose scrunching up in confusion on what that meant until something happened that had you stiffening.
Sharp long nails dragging along the tip to the base of your ear, the action having it flinch back in disgust at the feeling. It didn’t feel anything like the way Yoongi does it, how it always felt comforting when he brushed his fingers in your fur or scratched around that area.
No—This felt wrong and frighteningly… familiar.
It felt like an ice-cold bucket of water was thrown over your body, breathing starting to turn ragged as your pupils widen in fear. Palms feeling sweaty as your tail wrapped around you in comfort as best it could, while your mouth went dangerously dry—Just like that… you weren’t on the side of a convenience store pinned down, you weren’t with a threatening eagle hybrid, there was no such thing as Yoongi (That has been searching for you for a while in worry).
No… You were at a place that you’d only seen in dreams. Somewhere you never wanted to physically return too.
You were back, and that familiar face staring deep into your soul had you paling hard. A hand that was pressing your collar against your throat wasn’t there, but an itchy rope that had you wanting to vomit as it dug deeper into your skin. Panicked eyes watching as the mouth moved, not hearing a single word over the ringing of your own heartbeat. You felt the all too familiar feeling of something being broken inside your body, when in reality, everything was in their rightful place.
“Filth, people like you should be an abomination. Don’t worry, I know a perfect remedy that will have you knowing your place in life,” The laugh had you shivering in place, a cold touch against your fluffy ears made you freeze—Then…
Red.
That’s all you saw while fighting the force that was trying to hold you in place. Vicious hisses that held nothing, but venom left your lips as you screamed, fighting with all your might. You didn’t even realize what you were doing in the real world as you kept up your assault against the face that haunted your mind. The reason you ran and never looked back, the person that had you preparing to die in an alleyway instead of in that house—Raising your arm, you were about to deliver the final bowl against the slightly cracked mirror of your past.
That is until a hand reached out to grab your wrist in a calming/gentle, but forceful manner.
The action had you crying out in anger, feral slit eyes swiftly looking for the one responsible that immobilized your clenched fist. However, you froze… wild green eyes coming face-to-face with concerned chocolate drop eyes.
Yoongi.
Everything faded away, the memories melting to nothing but a hazy mess. Yoongi’s grip relaxing and releasing your wrist when seeing you come back to your senses as your posture relaxed, hand unclenching. Glancing down, your eyes widen when seeing you straddling the unconscious hybrid. Her face covered in scratch marks, bites, and bruises. Blood rolling down her parted lips, the only sign that she was still alive was the up and down breathing of her chest.
Scanning the area, you noticed the others here as well—Jimin shaking in place as Hoseok tried to comfort the fox hybrid, while Namjoon tried to pull the other three from practically strangling the two hybrids that stared upon you with fear in their own eyes. Scared squeaks leaving them as they didn’t hesitate to transform into their bird forms, flying away when seeing they now had your attention on them.
“I… I’m sorry, I—” You stuttered over your words, not exactly knowing what to say. Hell, you didn’t even know who exactly you were apologizing too. Hands blindly finding the ground to help you stand on wobbly legs. Stumbling in pain or fear, you didn’t know… Shakily turning to leave back to the car. However before you could even make a single step in that direction, someone grabbed your hand to stop yourself from leaving. The action making you tense once more.
“DON’T TOUCH ME!!” You shouted, yanking in back with not much effort before wrapping your own warms around you as a shield. As if it was going to make you turn invisible against the world. Directing your sharp gaze to whoever reached out for you, eyes widening when seeing a hurt expression on Jungkook’s face.
This was the first time that you actually saw fright in the bunny’s eyes as he staggered back before quickly hopping to hide behind his hyungs. Immediately guilt consumed your heart that had you wanting to reach out to the youngest, but you didn’t. You couldn’t… Not right now at least.
“I’m sorry… Jungkook I—Just… please, leave me alone,” You whispered out in a broken voice, tightly closing your eyes shut to not see the others faces. Afraid they will be staring at you in disappointment, anger, or disgust. You didn’t waste time to run towards one of the cars, slamming the door closed as you transformed to hide underneath the seat, far from everyone. Staring off into the distance, tears silently streaming down and staining your fur.
The hybrids tagged along in the car you were in to try and comfort you, but to no avail. Tension in the air was thick, and the smell of blood had the hybrids whimpering as they felt you in pain. Even Jungkook was worried, despite being snapped at like if you were ready to bite his head off. He knew that you didn’t mean it.
No one said a word for the whole ride, not even music played on in the background.
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“PSTD?” Yoongi frowned, eyebrow raising in question as Seokjin explained the symptoms and how it develops after a traumatic situation.
The seven stood outside the car, their last stop before their final destination since a bathroom break was much needed right about now. However, you still refused to come out of your hiding spot in the car. Not even bothering to transform back, it was starting to make everyone anxious with worry on not seeing your smile. They were so use to you starting to become comfortable around them that this setback was unsettling.
“This actually explains what happened hours earlier. She could have gained it when Y/N lived with her old owner—I mean… Y/N has only lived with Yoongi for close to a year now but for her mind it could still be fresh down memory lane,” Namjoon nodded along in agreement, deep in thought as the rest of the males tensed at the idea of you reliving the exact moment that caused you pain. “None of us have the whole story on what exactly happened in her past, but whatever it was… It had a major impact on her mental state.”
“What should we do then? She’s in a fragile state right now, we should help—I should help! What do you need me to do? …Yoongi?” Hoseok whined, sad puppy dog eyes starting to water as his floppy ears drooped over in distress. Immediately looking towards the second oldest with permission to go and cuddle you.
Hoseok didn’t like the fact that you were in pain, or that you were starting to shut yourself down from them again. The dog hybrid prided himself on being able to help anyone, especially his loved ones. So feeling useless right now was foreign to him, instincts screaming at him to go make you feel better until your eyes sparkled brighten than the sun.
“Well the first thing we can do is be patient, Hobi. None of us should rush her to do anything she doesn’t feel like doing. It will just put more pressure on her mental state that will have Y/N pushing us further away,” Seokjin stated firmly, nods of understanding going around as Hoseok deflated slightly but didn’t protest. Although the seven wished to do more than sit back until you decided to come towards them again, they also knew that giving you space was something that was desperately needed.
“Honestly, the best thing any of us can do right now is act normal. If we just be ourselves around her, Y/N will start to relax and ease up,” Jimin encouraged, a small smile breaking out to lift their sour moods. The comment had everyone’s gaze turning on the fox hybrid with soft eyes.
It took an hour until Jimin could calm down and fully speak a full sentence, and yet even so, he would rather look out for others instead of himself.
“That’s a great idea—How are you feeling though? Does this still sting?” Seokjin asked in concern, cupping Jimin’s face gently as a single thumb rubbed against the small bandage on the fox’s cheek. Despite wincing from the wound, Jimin looked up at the oldest with innocent eyes as his tail waved around in happiness.
“I’m fine! In the beginning… I was a little shaken up, but if it hasn’t been for Y/N. Well let’s just say that I’m grateful she was there for me in time,” Jimin sighed in adoration for the black cat, wanting nothing more than to go and cuddle you in thanks for protecting him against those three females. The mating season making Jimin turn into putty at the thought of a cuddle session later.
At the confession, Taehyung sighed in relief, letting out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding in. The white tiger not wasting time to hug his best friend in comfort and reassurance, for both of them.
When the both of you disappeared for a long time, everyone was in distraught as they searched around the gas station for you guys. None of them thinking to look on the side of the building as their minds were scrambled with possible scenarios on what happened—Not even the hybrids could track you and Jimin down, their sense of small not being able to pinpoint anything out against the bunch of scents that were mixed in the outside air. But when Jimin came running towards them in fear and panic without you by his side, they immediately knew something was wrong.
Especially after a terrified and wild scream was heard that had Yoongi on edge when recognizing your tone of voice.
“Although this is no one’s fault, we all should’ve known better to keep a better eye on Jimin. His rut attracts unwanted attention and—Wait a second… Guys, where’s Jungkook?” Namjoon started to lecture everyone, even himself, until he counted the group. Needing to do a double take when realizing the bunny hybrid was missing.
“What? He was here a minute ago,” Yoongi mumbled, scrunching up his nose as everyone now started to search for the tall hybrid. They didn’t even notice Jungkook leaving them during their conversation, the bunny hybrid being silent when he wants to be.
“We didn’t step on him, right?!” Hoseok panicked, immediately transforming to sniff the ground as Seokjin looked under the car in case the bunny was hiding. Taehyung didn’t waste time to transform as well, deciding to search the ground but making sure to be close to Jimin. The fox hybrid trying to use the white tiger’s body as a small stool to peak over the car’s roof because the thing about Jungkook is… He likes to hide anywhere in the most unconventional places.
“Did we leave this car door open?” Namjoon asked, confusion all over his face at the cracked open door. The question catching everyone’s attention as they all but ran to squeeze themselves through the door but seeing no one. That is until they heard soft little snores underneath the seat that didn’t sound at all like you.
Each member of the group trying to peak underneath the car seat, eyes widening seeing the bunny hybrid huddled up in a content sleeping position. They couldn’t help but sigh as they smiled when you unconsciously curled around the black fluff ball as Jungkook snuggled further into your side with a twitch of his button nose.
Earlier when his hyungs was explaining the situation you were currently going through, Jungkook decided to sneak away without warning. There was determination in his wide doe eyes as he transformed into a bunny as soon as he stepped into the car. Not hesitating to crawl in a slow movement toward your sleeping form, being extra careful to not alert you of his presence. Afterwards, sleep was not hard to come by as he got wrapped up in your warmth and lovely scent. Loving when your tail wrapped around him like a blanket.
“That sneaky little brat…”
It wasn’t long before the rest of the hybrids found themselves asleep in the car too. Hoseok knocked out at the foot of the seat in a comfortable rolled up position, wanting to be close to you as well but not being able to fit underneath the seat like Jungkook. Nearby Taehyung and Jimin were both sleeping together, but in the backseat, the fox cuddled up in the arms of the white tiger.
Everyone was comfortable as music played on, until a phone started to ring. Yoongi reaching out in his pocket to stop the sound from waking the hybrids up as he answered the incoming call. Seokjin’s voice echoing throughout the walkie-talkie from the other car. Not bothering to stop his rapping skills as he continued to drive, yelling at someone out the window as they cut him off.
“Hello? No, yeah, we’re almost there—Yah, what do you mean that I’m a sloth?! I wasn’t the one driving half the time! …Yes, I can’t wait for you to meet her too. Okay, we’ll see you soon. Bye, eomma.”
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Welcome to the twelfth chapter of Changing One’s Tune! Thank you lovelies for your patience— Ding, Ding, Ding… Winner: YOU! Although now you have to deal with something much harder…
Meet the parents.
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Pairing: Hybrid Namjoon x Reader, Occasional OT7 x Reader, Occasional character x character ✨
Warnings: Angst
Word count: 3k
You stay close to each other for some time, taking in each other’s warmth.
“If I got them back, would anything change..?” You ask quietly as he plays with your hair, your head on his shoulder.
“This position would be a little more difficult if you did.” He jokes and you playfully slap his chest, making him laugh.
“No, nothing would change.” He leans back to get a good look at you, brushing your cheek with his thumb repeatedly. His eyes roam your face and you can feel the heat in your neck returning
“What?” You ask and he smiles, dimples on full display.
“Nothing, I just missed you..” He whispers, lips close enough you feel his breath on your lips.
“Y-you did..?” You ask, receiving a nod in response.
“I missed how pretty you look when you blush at me.”
You gasp, leaning away from him.
“I have never blushed at you.”
“You think I didn’t notice the look on your face when we first met in the shelter?” He smiles, making you look away.
“Which time?”
“When I had Jungkook with me.”
You gasp louder this time, making him laugh when you try to run away along with your dramatic gasp.
“I did no such thing! How can you lie like that!” You shout, scrambling away when he continues his laughing fit, reaching for you.
“We may not have remembered each other, but you definitely had a crush on me.” He says cheekily, pulling you away from the door and onto the bed, holding you almost on his lap.
“Liar! Scammer! All lies!” You try your best to wiggle out of his grasp as you hide your face behind your hands, not letting him see you.
“If I’m such a liar, why is your neck red?” He teases, pushing you on the bed and keeping you locked under him.
“Let me see your face.” He grabs your wrists and you shake your head desperately.
“(Y/n), let me see.” He says in a softer tone and you peek through your fingers, slowly letting him move your hands to the sides of your head.
“There’s my pretty girl..” He smiles, your eyes squeezing at his words.
He laughs loudly at your reaction, dipping his head in your shoulder after.
“Can I keep you here forever?” He asks, loosening his grip on your wrists, resting his head in the crook of your neck.
“I wish you could..” You whisper, sliding your hands into his, interlacing your fingers into his.
“Why can’t I?”
You don’t respond.
“(Y/n)..?” He lifts his head from your shoulder and sees tears running down your cheeks, startling him.
“Hey hey, what’s wrong?” He holds your cheeks and wipes your tears, which only makes you cry more.
“I missed you.. I miss you..” You cry out, struggling to breathe.
“I’m right here, you don’t need to miss me anymore..” He holds your face and you watch as tears fill his own eyes, dripping onto your cheeks.
You raise your hands and hold his cheeks, wiping his tears as well.
“Why are you crying..?”
“Seeing you cry makes me realize how much I’ve missed you, even when I didn’t remember you..”
“Can you promise me something..?” You ask, your voice wavering from trying to breathe evenly.
“Of course.”
“Promise we’ll always remember each other..?”
“You don’t have to ask me that.”
You lift your body off the bed and hug his neck, Namjoon hugs your back and hides his face in your shoulder, feeling each other’s body shake from fear and overwhelming emotions.
“Noona?”
“Yes, my prince?” You turned to Namjoon, who’s cheeks dusted pink at the use of the nickname every time.
“Will you marry me?”
It’s your turn to turn pink.
“Why the sudden question?”
Namjoon looked at the ground and picked up a wolf plush, petting it gently.
“I want to marry you, in case we don’t get out.”
You put down your water and limped over to him, holding his hands.
“Ask me when we’re older, okay?”
“But-”
“No, ask me when we’re older. It’ll give us motivation to get out of here faster. And when you ask me, we’ll be ready to get married.” You kiss his cheeks and he nods, determined.
You slowly wake up, looking behind you towards the curtain covered window. It’s still night.
You turn back, looking down at the pair of arms wrapped tightly around you as if you’ll disappear into thin air.
You look up at Namjoon who’s sleeping peacefully, no crease in his brow in sight.
You smile, cuddling up to him.
“Mh, noona..?” He mumbles out, his deep voice scaring you.
“Hm?” You respond and he looks down at you, relieved to know you’re still in his arms and it wasn’t a dream.
“Hi..” His deep voice carries out, making you get goosebumps.
“Hi…” You kiss his chin and he sighs happily, his limbs loosening as if he’s on a relaxant.
“I’m hungry..” You tap his chest with your fingers softly, catching his attention.
“I’ll get you food-” He starts getting out of the bed but you grab his arm.
“No, no. I wanna come with.” You play with your fingers, suddenly nervous.
“Okay, let’s go.” He helps you out of bed and follows you downstairs, all the lights in the house off.
You both walk in the kitchen and find the pot of food still on the stove, going cold.
“You sit, I’ll do it.” He shoos you away from the stove and you slowly sit down, looking up at him.
As he begins serving the both of you, you suddenly feel unsure.
“Namjoon?”
“Hm?”
“Do you want to do this..?” You ask, voice cracking. He pauses his movements, then faces you.
“What?”
“This..” You wave a hand between the two of you. He puts down the plate he was holding on the counter and steps closer.
“Why do you ask?”
“I thought you wanted to get to know me better, trust me more, all that..”
“I did.”
“And?”
“I am. I’m comfortable enough with you to feel good about doing this with you. Why? Is there something you wanted to tell me?”
“No!” You cover your mouth right after you reply a little too loudly.
“No,” You say quieter.
“I just don’t want you to regret not waiting..” You chew on your lip and he leans over, startling you when you see he’s face to face with you.
He frowns and sits next to you, food long forgotten.
“Why would I regret it? I’ve been wanting to be with you since we were kids.”
“That was different..”
He stiffens.
“Is it different now? For you?”
“No, no.” You say hurriedly.
“No, but, things change. A lot of things happened between the time we last saw each other and now.” You rub your arms awkwardly and he takes your hand in his.
“If I didn’t want anything, at this moment, I wouldn’t have held you so close while we napped a few minutes ago. As much as I don’t like to sleep alone, I wouldn’t have slept with you if I wasn’t comfortable with you. I’m sure I know what I’m doing.” He smiles softly and kisses the back of your hand, making you smile.
“You put the plate on the burner that’s on..” You whisper and he jumps away from you, grabbing an oven mitt and removing it, turning off the stove.
“Maybe we should wait. Just to get to know each other more.” You hold out your hand and he pouts, holding it.
“I still want to be with you, but I want to be sure of a few things beforehand.” You reassure him and he tilts his head.
“Not about me?”
“Not about you.”
“Okay, I can wait a little longer.” He smiles and his dimples make your heart flutter.
He continues serving the both of you food and sits directly across from you to get a good look at you as you talk.
“Favorite hobby.” You put a forkful of food in your mouth after asking and he continues chewing his own in thought, looking up.
After swallowing, he shakes his head and responds,
“Don’t ask me that. I have a lot and you work tomorrow.” He laughs and so do you, your smile brightening his heart.
“Okay, what’s your main one?”
“Gardening.”
“Really!” You say in more of a surprised tone rather than a confused one.
“I haven’t had time to do it recently because of,” He waves a hand at nothing.
“Allthat. But when I got adopted for the first time, my owner had a bunch of little trees everywhere and I would always ask to take care of them with the gardener they had.”
“Would you still like to continue that hobby?”
“Yeah but, with what time and space?” He picks at his food and you tap your plate with your nail.
“I mean, you have a year before your independence years start, so you could get started bit by bit.” You shrug and he smiles at you as you drink your water.
You look at him as you swallow, putting your glass down.
“What?”
“You’re so pretty, you know that?”
Your face goes red and you scoff, turning your face away from him, making him laugh.
“Don’t tell me you can’t take compliments.” He pokes fun and you roll your eyes even though he can’t see it.
“I can, I just don’t like them.”
He holds your hands from across the table and kisses your fingers gently, making your face heat up even more.
“Stop!” You try to pull your hands away and he laughs at you, interlocking his fingers with you.
“Why? I don’t get to see you blush often and you’re so cute when you do.” He rests his cheek on your interlocked hands and you hide your face in your elbow.
“If I knew you were going to be all sappy like this I wouldn’t have agreed to this.” You joke and he bites your fingers, making you jump.
“Hey-“
“You’re not going back on your promise, now are you?” He leans over the island and holds your chin, tilting your face up.
“W-what promise?” You whisper, nervous at his proximity and tone change.
He looks down at your lips briefly and back up at your eyes, smiling.
“When you said you’d marry me?” He whispers, lips ghosting over yours.
“Or did you forget? Sweetheart?” He drags out the last word and you almost become a puddle at the old nickname.
“No, no, no.. I didn’t forget..” You shiver as he kisses you right next to your lips, your eyes closing at the feeling of his plump lips on your skin.
“Good girl. Now go sleep, Yoongi must be waiting.” He holds the back of your head softly and kisses your forehead, pulling away to collect your now empty dishes and cleaning up.
You shiver as you stand up and slowly walk to Yoongi’s door, looking back at him when you’re halfway through the door.
He watches as you shyly bat your eyelashes at him, unsure if you want to go in.
He raises a brow and looks you up and down, making you silently squeak and shut the door with you inside.
He smiles and walks upstairs to his room, turning off the lights in the room.
When he makes it up to his own room, he changes out of his day clothes and takes off his shirt, laying on his bed.
Sliding a lazy hand up and down his torso, he stares at the ceiling, heart in the soil and mind in the clouds.
He suddenly covers his face with his pillow and kicks the air happily, a big smile on his face when he begins to fall asleep.
“Noona? You’re not going to work today?” Jimin sniffs your head as you cuddle under the blankets in the living room.
“No, someone asked to get more hours so I just gave them mine for today.” You pet him and he purrs, crawling over the couch to cuddle up next to you.
“Don’t you need those hours to get money?” Jungkook comes up to you both and sits on the couch next to you, covering his feet with the blanket Taehyung is using.
“I get the same amount of money whether I work or not, so we’ll be okay. Besides, they are training to become a co-manager so I’ll be able to be home more in these coming weeks.”
“Will you finally be looking for a new space?” Taehyung asks and you frown. Jungkook kicks him lightly.
“No, I’d rather just expand this place. There’s nothing wrong with this place, just a lack of space I suppose.” You look around and sigh.
“You really don’t want to leave this place, do you Noona?” Jimin asks and you smile down at him, ruffling his hair.
“No, I don’t. This is where I found all of you and where I found home. Nothing a couple renovations can’t fix.” You scratch his ears and look at them, frowning again.
“I’m home.” Yoongi comes inside and shivers off the harsh winds from the outside, putting up his jacket.
“Welcome home.” You get up and greet him, hugging him to give him warmth to which he greedily accepts.
“How was it?”
“Fine, the jerk that skipped out yesterday, which is why I came home early, came by today to listen to the samples.”
“And?”
“He’s taking it.” He smiles and you squeal happily, hugging him again.
“I’m so proud of you!”
He laughs and hugs your back.
“You do this every time I produce a song for someone.”
“And I’m proud of you every time.” You smile and he kisses your forehead, thankful.
“Actually, can we talk about something? It’s kind of important.” You bite your lip and he sniffs you lightly, checking if it’s anything bad. Nothing but nerves.
“Okay.” He looks to his room and you shake your head, looking up to yours.
“Oh,” He says, surprised that you suggested yours. Soundproof.
“Okay, let’s go.” He smiles reassuringly and you hold his hand as you both go upstairs.
Namjoon sleepily comes out of his room when your door shuts, shutting his own as he goes downstairs.
“Good morning sleeping beauty.” Taehyung glances up from his phone when he sees the koala sliding onto the couch by Jimin.
“Morning..”
“It’s 2.” Jimin looks up at him and Namjoon stops mid yawn, looking at him.
“A.M?”
“P.M, Namjoon.” Jungkook raises a brow and Namjoon nods, not bothering to hide his embarrassment.
“Namjoon, Jungkook?” Hoseok comes out of his room in a dark green hoodie and black sweatpants, brushing his hair away from his face.
They both look up at him and he waves them over, both of them looking at each other for context, but none of them know.
They both get up and Namjoon adjusts the strings on his hoodie as they both make their way to his room.
“You okay?” Namjoon watches as Hoseok closes the door, his small deer ears twitching whenever Jungkook moves around.
“Yes, but I think it’s time I told you both,” He takes a seat in a nearby chair and waves a hand to the bed for them to sit as well.
“How I got here.” He smiles.
“So suddenly?” Jungkook pipes up.
“You’ve been here for a while, and it seems you’ll be staying for longer.” He turns up the music in his room loud enough to muffle his voice from the outside, not that anyone would eavesdrop.
“I, was born as a deer. Clearly.” He waves an obvious hand at his small horns.
“I was supposed to be a male deer, or so I was told.” He rolls his eyes and both boys tilt their heads in confusion.
“In my family, the men’s antlers grew pretty large. Not as big as an actual deer, because our heads wouldn’t be able to carry that weight, but a little more than half of a full grown antler. Anyway, the women would be the same, so they would only grow up to 10 inches. My antlers never grew.” He taps the small nub growing from his head by his deer ears.
“I had the parts of a male, but didn’t have the deer genetics for it. So everyone thought I was female until I hit puberty, where nothing of the sort grew. Everyone thought I would be a late bloomer, but they always stayed this way, and my family didn’t want me for it. So, when the age came of when my antlers were supposed to be fully grown and I was proven male, they threw me out.” He keeps his smile but there’s something sad behind it, not letting itself show.
Jungkook doesn’t look at his tiny horns, but rather his face.
“Of course, I was young, slim, and attractive to others. But no one would hire some kid with no experience, no owner, nothing. So, in order to survive, I did what I could. Borrow.” He looks at the ground, ashamed.
“But in order to borrow, you have to return. I did the only easy thing I could do, where no one could tell what I was.”
“Stripping?” Namjoon asks and Hoseok smiles sadly, nodding.
“Exactly. Fortunately for me, I didn’t have to. I just danced on the pole and kept the mystery of what I was alive, bringing in more people to see what I could be.”
“What happened?” Jungkook asks and Hoseok sighs.
“It wasn’t enough. With the amount I had borrowed, and the money I owed to the clubs I worked at to provide me a place to survive, it was never enough. So, I resorted to sex trafficking. I was dumb, of course. I didn’t know what else to do but use my body to the best of my abilities. I was so desperate, I thought I was going to stay in that hell for the rest of my life. Until I met,”
“(Y/n)..” Both Namjoon and Jungkook finish for him and Hoseok smiles again, nodding.
“She had gone to one of those disgusting auctions where they would sell people who were all desperate for a better life. She had a few friends join her, so that all of them could be bought off by them to get a chance.”
“And for the final prize, the main attraction!” The old man pulled the large curtain off a human sized cage, a shivering deer hybrid sitting in the center dressed in all white lace and silk, showing off his curves and body.
“The Sweetest Deer of them all!” The man walked up to the podium and began looking around for bids.
The hybrid shivered from the cold metal under him but tried his best to look appealing to the crowd.
“Six hundred.” A woman’s voice boomed through the venue, silencing the crowd, a mask covering her face.
“Six hundred and one!” Someone opposed.
“Seven hundred.” The woman opposed again, her tone as if bored of the situation.
“Seven hundred fifty!”
“One thousand.” She said, the crowd silencing again.
“Any bidders? One thousand going once!”
Silence.
“One thousand going twice!”
She crossed her arms and stared at the poor deer in the cage, a tear sliding down his soft cheek as he watched her.
“Sold! To the lady In the back!”
They quickly wheel off the cage backstage and into a private room along with the other hybrids that were being sold off.
When everyone who is needed is in the room, the woman pulls out her phone and calls someone, everyone pulling off their hoods and masks.
"You can start the collection. Thank you.” She says and turns to a box, unlocking all the cages.
All the hybrids rush away from her to the farthest end of the cage, watching as everyone grabs a large black item from the box. The woman holds out the item to the deer, eyes closed.
“Put this on.” She instructs, everyone doing the same.
They all put on the item and stand when they are covered in a large black cloak, a hood to cover their faces from the public.
“Let’s get you home.” The woman smiled at the deer, holding out a hand for him.
He hesitantly takes her hand and follows her into a black car, waiting for him to get in.
Once he’s secure in the car, she drives off. He doesn’t say a word as she drives away from the venue surrounded by cop cars, the other hybrids being driven away in the same way he was.
When she arrived at a small house, a cat hybrid immediately opened the door when she parked, watching as she led him out of the car, another hamster hybrid coming to the door.
They don’t speak as she leads him inside into the bathroom.
“You can shower first if you’d like. I’d rather you get out of these things then eat and get settled.” She smiled at him softly and he slowly began removing what little clothing he had, startling her.
“Wait wait, you don’t have to do that in front of me. You’re in a safe space, I’m not going to use you.”
For the first time in a few days, he spoke, voice hoarse.
“Why did you buy me, then..?”
She gave him a glass of water to which he gladly took, drinking it so fast some of it spilled down his cheeks.
“So you could start again. Have a place you could call home. Nothing more.” She reassured him and he suddenly engulfed her in a hug, startling her.
“Thank you..”
She smiled again and returned the gesture, rubbing his naked back comfortingly.
“Let’s get you started, hm? I’m (Y/n).” You pulled away, turning on the hot shower for him.
“I’m Hoseok. Jung Hoseok..”
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Pairing: Hybrid Namjoon x Reader, Occasional OT7 x Reader, Occasional character x character ✨
Warnings: Angst
Word count: 3k
“What are you going to do today?” Namjoon begins a conversation with you once everyone has left the island.
“I have to take Jungkook to his session, then I’ll be going to the store to work since I can’t keep staying away for long periods of time.” You sigh and he glances at Yoongi.
“You sure that won’t be too much for you? Especially with your arm?”
“I won’t have to do too much today, luckily for me I mostly have to do markdowns and reorganize some stations.” You wave your healthy hand dismissively and Yoongi walks over.
“I can’t keep watch over her today, so you’re going to watch over her for the day.” Yoongi pats Namjoon’s shoulder and your jaw drops in disbelief.
“Yoongi!”
“Don’tYoongi me.” He points a stern finger in your direction and goes to his room to change for the day.
“Everyone else is going to be working today so they can’t watch over you, and Jungkook is busy, so that leaves me.” Namjoon scratches at the island counter and you sit up straight.
“Right, we’ll be alone.” You drag out, catching his attention.
“Well only a little.” He rolls his lips between his teeth and nods slowly, looking away.
“Could you two be any more awkward?” Jin fixes his jacket and you both jump.
“Leave them alone.” Yoongi gives Jin a pointed look and walks over to you, giving you a soft kiss in your hair.
“I’ll see you later, yeah?” He smiles and you blush, nodding slightly.
“Okay, be safe.”
He walks out the house and drives off, the rest of the boys coming to exit greet you with kisses and well wishes.
When you’re alone again, you slide out of your chair and pick up Jungkook’s food, heating it up.
Namjoon stares at your back and taps the counter top, debating if he should say something.
“Hey-”
“Noona I’m ready!” Jungkook comes down the stairs and Namjoon shuts his eyes.
“Good, here.” You take out the food from the microwave that finished heating his food and hand it to him.
“Eat, I can smell your hunger from upstairs.”
“You’re not going?”
“I didn’t say that. I just want you to eat.” You take his bookbag off him and make him sit, handing him a utensil.
“I’m gonna get dressed, be right back.” You ruffle his hair between his tall bunny ears and head upstairs.
Jungkook quietly starts eating, not minding Namjoon’s presence.
“Thanks..” Jungkook murmurs, his cheek full of food.
“For?” Namjoon asks, understanding what he said regardless.
“Last night.” He tugs softly at his shirt.
“Oh, no need to thank me. I know you would have done the same.” Namjoon smooths his long hair and thinks about cutting it, pulling up a strand.
“You’ve been getting closer to her, that’s good.” Jungkook picks at his food and takes another mouthful before he can say anything else.
“That doesn’t seem good.” Namjoon raises a brow, eyeing the bunny.
He shakes his head.
“I’m happy for you.” He stuffs his cheeks again and Namjoon frowns.
“Is this about what happened last time? You think I’ll leave you?”
Jungkook swallows down his food and gulps down his juice, slamming the glass down so hard it nearly shatters.
“No no, I’m not doing this. I’m going to speak about it with my therapist and we won’t have to put Noona in danger. None of this is going to happen.” Jungkook stiffly smiles and picks up his plate, aggressively washing it.
“Alright, I am set- Namjoon, why haven’t you gotten dressed?” You stop at the bottom of the stairs, wearing a knit (f/c) sweater and black jeans, boots to match.
“I was just about to. Didn’t want to leave him alone.” He stiffly gets up and leaves the room, jogging upstairs.
“How was breakfast?”
“Fine.”
“Did you get enough sleep?”
“No.”
“Did you want something from my store?”
“No.”
“Is there anything you’re forgetting?”
“No.”
You nod, used to this type of response from Yoongi and Taehyung when you first took them in, Yoongi lasted about 2 years and Taehyung 1.
“If we have time, do you want to go to a gym?” You ask, this time Jungkook doesn’t answer immediately.
“What for?”
Got him.
“So you can find another outlet, besides talking.” You smile at him and he side-eyes you.
“How would that help me?”
“Some people find the adrenaline rush freeing, you get to get into shape while releasing some of the stress. Without hurting anyone, of course.”
Jungkook casts his gaze to the ground, thinking.
“What do you think I should do?”
“Well, you could start with basic training first. You look like someone who would get into boxing, too.” You sit on the counter and he follows you with his eyes.
“Boxing?”
“Yeah, punching, tactics, self defense as well.” You tilt your head from side to side and he frowns, giving it some thought.
“I’m done.” Namjoon comes down and you stare at his white fitted sweater complimented by a dark green plaid jacket, black corduroy pants to tie it all together.
“Okay, let’s go.” You quickly hop off the counter and take your keys along with your bag and go outside, waiting for the boys to exit until you close the door, locking it.
“Don’t carry that.” Namjoon takes a small box full of books from your arms, taking it with him.
“Namjoon, I’ll be fine.” You smile at him and thank him when he places it down on a small table by the register.
“I don’t need your cut to open up again.” He frowns when you start slipping temporary bookmarks in the book, a clearance price on it.
“My cut is basically closed. I’ll be okay.”
“Then why are you still wearing the bandage?”
“Because Yoongi thinks a cut is fully healed when it’s scarred or gone.” You stop, resting your arm on the box.
“He’s not wrong.”
You squint at him and continue labeling.
“Do me a favor, get the other boxes for me and help me label them.” You shoo him away and he jogs to the back, carrying 2 more boxes.
“Ah-”
“Oh-”
Namjoon stops in front of a girl with fox ears, her piercings glinting in the light whenever she moves them.
“Sorry, I didn’t see you there.” Namjoon bows slightly and nearly drops the boxes, the girl immediately stopping them from falling over.
“It’s okay, I’m sorry for bumping into you. I’ve never seen you here before, I’m a regular.”
“I’m just helping out my, caretaker.” Namjoon winces at the name and tilts his head.
“Probably should have used a different term.” He chuckles and she laughs, agreeing.
“Yeah, I saw you immediately cringe right after. I’m Nora.”
“Namjoon, it’s nice to meet you.” He smiles and she goes to pick up a box.
“Here, I’ll help you since it’s the last box anyway.”
“You sure? There’s a lot in there.”
“I’m a strong fox, I got it.” She winks at him and he smiles again, leading her to the register.
“How long have you been coming here?” He asks her, watching her ears twitch at the sound of his voice.
“A little after they opened. I don’t remember when they did, I think it’s been a while.” She scrunches her nose.
You look up from ringing someone out and nearly shout when you see a fox girl carrying a box next to Namjoon.
You rush over and take the box from her arms, startling both of them.
“Hey-”
“Namjoon, you can’t let customers carry inventory.” You look up at him and he suddenly looks flustered, setting down his own boxes by the last one.
“We were just making conversation, she just happened to help me.”
“That’s fine, but you can’t let them help like that, they could get hurt.”
“Excuse me, I’m completely capable of taking care of myself.”
“I’m sure you can, but it’s company policy and I’m not having any cases started here.” You look at her and she scoffs.
“Who are you?”
“I’m the owner of this store.” You raise a brow at her and she looks flushed as well.
“(Y/n) your arm-”
“I’m fine, Namjoon.” You look up at him and drop the box on top of the others, walking back around the register.
He flinches when you drop the box, surprising him with your tone.
“Mh, I should get going. It was nice meeting you, I hope we can see each other again.” She smiles at him and he nods, smiling slightly at her.
“Same here. Have a nice day.”
She walks out of the store and you make your progress through all the books, a crease between your brow the entire time.
“Why couldn’t she help me?”
“Because she doesn’t work here. It’s one thing helping you with something small like putting back a book into your box if you dropped it but it’s another thing carrying an entire box with you. Some people demand compensation for it.”
You quickly finish your boxes and Namjoon looks through them.
“You finished fast.”
You tap your fingernails on the counter and your manager, Jeongyeon, comes in, waving to you.
You smile and wave back, your frown reappearing when she disappears in the back.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” You clock out when Jeongyeon comes back and clocks in, telling her everything that needs to be done.
“Let’s go.” You walk to the back and get all of your stuff, handing him his jacket as you make your way outside.
“Wait, (Y/n). Why are you in such a rush?”
“Jungkook’s session is ending soon. I don’t like to keep him waiting.” You climb into your car and so does he, both strapping on your seatbelts and driving in silence.
“I made my first friend..” Namjoon whispers and you grip the steering wheel tighter.
“That’s good.” You say, your eyes flitting from mirror to mirror.
He glances at your creased eyebrows and holds his hands together.
“She was nice.” He continues and you try your best not to squeeze the wheel any tighter in fear you’ll pull it off.
“Was she? What did you talk about? She seemed, interested in you.” You smile and park in front of Jungkook’s therapy building.
“She called my ears cute, I said hers were pretty, too.” He scratches his cheek and you click off your seatbelt.
“Let’s go get Jungkook.” You get out of your car and he hurriedly follows, struggling to keep up with your pace.
You walk inside and tell the receptionist you’re here to pick up Jungkook. She lets you know he’s almost done and tells you to have a seat in the waiting room.
You thank her and head over, taking a seat with your eyes closed.
Tapping a silent finger on your wrist, the crease in your eyebrow never disappears.
“Are you okay?” Namjoon gently takes a seat next to you and you nod, your eyes remaining closed.
“You don’t seem okay.”
“Namjoon, a moment of silence please.” You whisper and he jumps, blushing at your soft tone.
Nodding even though you can’t see him, he silences.
After 20 minutes or so, Jungkook comes out of the room looking for you.
“Noona?” He whispers timidly around the few people in the quiet room, but your head immediately perks up.
Shooting up, you rush over to him, sensing his heart rate.
“What happened?”
“Nothing,” He laughs, sniffling right after.
“We just talked about a couple serious things, I’ll be okay, Noona.” He sniffles again and you dig in your bookbag, taking out a mini packet of tissues, handing it to him. He chuckles and tears it open, using one,
“Thanks. Can we go? I’m hungry.” He sniffles out and you hold his hand, walking out with him.
Namjoon stares at Jungkook’s hunched posture as he pretends to bite your hand to lighten the mood.
“I don’t want take out, can you make me something?”
“Of course, what are you in the mood for?”
“Maybe naengmyeon or Bibimbap?”
“Well, now you made me hungry for both.” You smile at him and he chuckles evilly, his plan all along.
“You didn’t want to go check out a gym like we had planned earlier?”
He shakes his head.
“I’ve had enough exhaustion for a day, I just want to sleep and eat.” He gets in the car with you and Namjoon sits in the back, silently putting on his seatbelt.
He doesn’t want to interrupt his time with you.
“Yoongi won’t be home until like 5 am, he has a few things to do today.” You mention, Jungkook pouts.
“I wanted to watch a new movie with him..”
“He would fall asleep halfway, Jungkook.” You tease, making him scoff.
“He’s not that old to do that.” He waves you off and suddenly taps his chin in thought, turning back to you.
“Is he..?”
“That depends on the movie you were planning on watching and how tired he is.” You pat his hand softly and he groans, leaning his head back.
When you arrive home, you get started on the food Jungkook wanted, making enough for the whole house, and seconds.
“Noona, let’s watch this movie!” Jungkook seems in a better mood than in the morning, bouncing in his seat as he flicks through movies on the tv.
“Tell me what it’s about and maybe I will.”
“It’s about zombies-”
“No.”
“Wh- I wasn’t done!”
“Last time we watched a zombie movie together, you almost kicked Yoongi for waking up in the middle of the night.”
“Hey, it’s not my fault he walks so slow and groans like one when he’s barely awake.” He points an upset finger at you and continues to look through the selections.
“(Y/n)?” Namjoon startles you when he calls out directly behind you, jumping away when you toss the metal spoon behind you.
“Yes?” You respond, going to pick it up.
“You have a minute?” He plays with his sweater and you wash the spoon, nodding.
“While I make this, yes.” You look up at him and he rolls his lips between his teeth, teetering on what to say.
“I, want to make more friends.”
“Okay.”
“You’re not upset?”
You blink.
“Why would I be upset over you wanting to socialize?”
“You looked a little upset earlier, with the girl with the pretty ears.” He scratches his neck and you stop cutting the vegetables.
“I, was only upset because you let her do more than she should have.” You smile stiffly, going back to cutting.
“So, you don’t mind if I’m friends with girls?”
“Namjoon, you’re a grown man. I can’t control who you’re friends with.”
“Great, can you take me back to the bookstore tomorrow so that I can get the girl’s number?” He smiles and you suddenly cut the vegetables with so much aggression your finger becomes one.
“Noona!” Jungkook jumps up when he hears you stop and smells the blood, pulling Namjoon out of the way and running your finger under the water.
“Noona are you okay?” He asks, watching as the blood goes down the sink.
“Hm?”
“Noona!” He shakes you and you blink, only realizing what happened.
“Oh my god-” You pull your hand out from under the water and grab a few paper towels, squeezing your finger with them.
“I’m okay, this happens all the time. Do me a favor and get me the aid kit from the bathroom, please?” You smile at Jungkook and he hesitantly leaves to get it.
You take a seat on the chair by the island and Namjoon stares at you.
“(Y/n)..?”
“Yes?”
“Are you upset?”
“I’m upset I hurt myself when I just got healed. Another thing for Yoongi to scold me over.” You sigh, watching Jungkook rush back with the box.
He opens it and does as he’s told, carefully disinfecting you and wrapping up your finger in gauze.
“Thank you, Kookie. You took care of me very well.” You ruffle his hair with your right hand and go to finish cooking.
You clean the knife and throw away the soiled vegetables, cleaning the cutting board and starting over.
Jungkook pulls Namjoon away from you into the living room.
“You can’t distract her when she’s using sharp utensils, Namjoon.” He scolds him, sitting back down.
Yoongi walks through the door later in the day right when the food is finished, taking a deep inhale at the smell.
“Something smells-” He stops as he’s putting his jacket up, looking at you as you serve the two boys a plate.
“Like blood, what did you do?” He rushes over and tosses the rest of his stuff on the floor.
You wave your left injured pointer finger.
“Accident.” You smile, making him uneasy.
“Yoongi hyung!” Jungkook jumps off the couch and Yoongi sniffs him, startling the bunny.
“You helped her.”
“And he did a very good job of it.” You look at him pointedly and Yoongi gives him a soft pat on the shoulder.
“Thanks.” He walks back to his discarded items and Jungkook is beaming at you, his little tail wiggling in pride and excitement.
Yoongi takes his stuff to his room and Namjoon knocks on his door before entering his territory.
“Come in.”
He opens the door slowly, looking around the room and closing the door behind him.
“What is it?” Yoongi charges his electronics and Namjoon pushes his hair out of his face.
“It’s about (Y/n)..”
Yoongi takes a seat on the bed, waiting.
“She’s been acting, stiff..around me..”
“Since?”
“This morning.”
“What happened?”
“Nothing really. She got upset that I let a fox girl help me with some stuff and then proceeded to ask me about what we talked about.”
Yoongi waits for him to finish. He doesn’t.
“And?”
“And what?”
“What did you talk about?”
“Oh! Uh, I told her about how the girl said my ears were cute, and I said hers were pretty.”
Yoongi’s face drops.
“Then I asked her if she was upset about said girl with the pretty ears, and asked if she could take me back so I could get her number.”
Yoongi has his head in his hands by the time Namjoon is done talking, making him worry more.
“Okay, so, couple discrepancies here. One, you’re talking about a,” He waves his hands around to find a word but decides he can’t find a better one.
“Prettygirl, around her. Two, you’re asking her to help you be with said girl. Three, did you ever say anything to (Y/n) about her ears, when she had them?”
Namjoon slowly shakes his head.
“Ah, that makes it worse. Okay, (Y/n) has this, ordeal, about her wolf ears. She misses them, of course, but doesn’t like the problems they come with.”
“I don’t understand..”
“She thinks she looks better with them, but doesn’t want another identity crisis to happen. Or another hospital experiment to happen.”
“She wants them back?”
“I don’t know, what she wants. She’s always changing her mind. Point is, don’t talk about girls with her. Especially not about their ears.”
“Right..”
“What is it now?”
“I still, kind of don’t understand why not.”
“She’s jealous, you dolt. She’s jealous that another girl has your attention, god.” Yoongi throws his hands up in the air and Namjoon’s cheeks redden.
“Why would she be jealous?”
“Namjoon, get out.” Yoongi hides his face behind his hand and points out the door.
“Don’t eat so quickly you’re going to choke.” You pat a coughing Jungkook’s back, fanning him with a nearby notebook.
“Too late.” He chokes out between coughs, trying not to let food fly out of his mouth.
You refill his glass of water and continue patting him until he finishes coughing.
“(Y/n)?” Namjoon finally speaks up when Jungkook finishes choking, catching your attention.
“Can we talk? Alone?” He plays with the strings of his sweater and you look down at Jungkook who’s already eating again.
“Yeah.” You follow him as he leads you up to his room and Yoongi comes out of his, going to serve himself.
When you both make it up to his room, you stand aside as he closes the door behind him.
“Everything okay?” You ask.
“Are you jealous?” He suddenly asks and your face flushes.
“I’m sorry?”
“Of the girl?”
You stiffen.
“No.”
“There, you’re doing it again!”
“What am I doing?!”
“Getting all stiff and weird!” He sits on the bed and you frown.
“Why are you getting jealous over some girl?”
You scoff loudly.
“I have no reason to get jealous over her.”
“Then why areyou?”
You stare at each other and you look at his koala ears, feeling your own flick, if you had them.
You slide down the wall and curl up your knees to your chest.
You mumble something and he leans forward.
“What?”
“I miss them..and you’ve never said mine were pretty..” You’re too embarrassed to look anywhere but the floor, realizing how stupid you’re being.
He straightens and watches your unmoving nature, watching your chest struggle to take deep, full breaths.
“I didn’t think I needed to..” He says and you wince, hiding your face in your arms that are resting on your knees. He said the wrong thing.
“I didn’t mean it like that.” He gets off the bed and sits next to you, your shoulder touching his arm.
“I meant, I didn’t think I needed to say they were pretty because I thought you knew.” He looks down at you and you don’t face him.
“No one ever called them pretty…or anything nice..” You sniffle and he realizes you’re crying, something you don’t do often in front of anyone.
“I liked them, but the more I got tested on, the worse they got…” You quickly wipe your face and his eyes never leave you.
“Even before I got played with, no one ever said anything good about them.. So I thought it was for the best that they got removed.” You laugh to choke back a sob, not daring to look at him.
“I miss them.. Even if no one said anything good about them..I felt like they added onto me, like earrings on a pretty girl..It made her look prettier with such a small detail..” You sniffle and wipe your face with your sleeve again.
Namjoon digs in his pocket and pulls out the pack of tissues you gave Jungkook earlier, taking one out and tapping your arm softly.
When you look up at him, he holds your chin and wipes your face from your tears gently, your eyes closing when he dabs them.
“I think you look pretty with and without them. You’ve always been the same pretty girl to me, hybrid or not.” He rubs his thumb over your cheek and you keep your eyes on him, feeling your neck heat up.
“Am I prettier than her?” You whisper, slightly embarrassed.
He chuckles deeply, pressing his forehead to yours.
“She doesn’t even compare to you.”
IF I TAGGED YOU EVEN THOUGH YOU ASKED TO BE REMOVED FROM THE LIST, PLEASE COMMENT BECAUSE I FORGOT TO UPDATE THE LIST AND CAN’T FIND YOUR COMMENT, HUGE APOLOGIES
Pairing: Hybrid Namjoon x Reader, Occasional OT7 x Reader, Occasional character x character ✨
Warnings: Angst
Word count: 3k
“Hey, you don’t have to answer this if you don’t want to, but why doesn’t Jimin have to wear a bracelet even though he’s recently adopted?? Namjoon sits up in the car and Taehyung glances at him.
“He was adopted under different circumstances.” You keep your answer vague, Namjoon understands it’s not your place to explain. Although, Jimin might not even remember.
“So? How did you get adopted?” Taehyung suddenly asks and everyone looks at him.
“Taehyung.” You stop him but Namjoon decides otherwise.
“What time?”
“What?”
“What adoption are you asking me about?”
“Namjoon.” You stop him as well.
The car is silent for a few minutes and you continue looking outside.
“I only asked because he asked about Jimin-”
“Taehyung, he gave me the option to not answer and I kept it vague. We’re not doing this again.”
Taehyung rolls his eyes and looks outside, crossing his arms.
You all quietly let the music play in the car and Namjoon stares at your head, trying to imagine what your wolf ears would look like if you kept them. Not like you had a choice, of course.
You shake your head aggressively as if you feel something land on you, turning your head in his direction.
Namjoon keeps his big eyes on you and you unknowingly begin a staring contest with him, making him smile when he realizes what you’re doing.
He keeps it up until his eyes are watering, your own still not unwavering.
“Augh-” He blinks harshly and tears run down his face, making you laugh.
“I win!”
“No fair! Again!”
“No, not again. Your eyes are dry.” You giggle and he smiles, looking outside the window.
Taehyung stares into the rearview mirror and Yoongi glances at it to look behind him on the road, but jumps when he sees Taehyung’s dark eyes staring him dead in the face.
“I’m driving Taehyung, no I am not going to play staring contest with you.”
“Lame.”
When you all arrive at the restaurant, Jimin hops out of Hoseok’s car and Jungkook holds his hand as to not let him wander away from the group. Namjoon stares at their hands and glances at yours when you reach for the seatbelt once Yoongi parks the car.
He takes off his seatbelt and walks behind you, watching your hair flutter around in the wind.
“Namjoon?” You call after him and he jumps, blinking rapidly.
“Huh?”
“I said you’re gonna get run over, come on.” You wave him over hurriedly when a car beeps at him, scaring him over to your side.
You hum in amusement, keeping the two newbies close to you.
“What kind of restaurant is this?” Jungkook asks and Jin talks to the hostess about your reservation.
“It’s mostly for hybrids, but they welcome regular people if they decide to come in.” Yoongi explains as the hostess walks you all over to a private soundproof room.
Jungkook, Namjoon, and Jimin look around as you all walk in the room, the door shutting behind you.
“Why do we need a private room?” Jungkook asks.
“We usually ask for one whenever we bring (Y/n) along, or whenever the whole group comes. Some people get upset that a human is coming into a hybrid safe space, even though humans come in sometimes.” Hoseok looks at the menus left on the table.
“This place is usually mindful of loud noises, since most of the hybrids here have sensitive hearing.” Taehyung glances at Yoongi and Yoongi immediately glances back, making Taehyung look away.
“You work in a studio..” Namjoon comments and Yoongi looks at him.
“I keep the volume on low unless needed otherwise.” He shrugs.
“He do be sensitive.” Jimin whispers.
“Taehyung, stop teaching him that.” Jin squints and Taehyung chuckles evilly.
Everyone begins to look through the menu, Namjoon and Jungkook going to both the Herbivore and Carnivore mix of the menu.
“This is so nice, it seems to be really inclusive.” Namjoon praises and you lean over to look at what he’s looking at.
Different foods that have different amounts of either more vegetables than meat or vice versa, giving them the option to make their own food at their comfort.
You stay in the carnivore section of the menu and Yoongi peeks over to your menu as if he doesn’t have the same exact section open.
“What are you getting?” He whispers to you and you whip your head around from his sudden proximity.
“I don’t know yet, I’ll probably get what I always get here.” You whisper back and he nods, looking through your menu instead of his own.
“Flip the page.” He says and you follow, stammering when you realize what you did.
“Yoongi.” You say in amusement.
“Hm?”
“Flip your page for me.” You say, watching him.
“Oh, sorry.” He flips his page for you and you snort, browsing through hismenu.
When the waiter comes, he closes the door behind him and pauses when he sees you.
“Are you all ready to order?” He starts, taking out his notepad and pen.
You let everyone order first and he nods, writing everything down.
When it comes to you, you barely have the chance to open your mouth before he begins to walk away.
“Excuse me,” You say loud enough that you know he can’t ignore you. He turns around and you raise a brow at him.
“I would like to order something as well.” You pile everyone’s menus on top of yours, not taking your eyes off him. His black wolf ears flick in annoyance, his tail smacking the door.
“Okay.” He doesn’t take out his notepad and you just take it as he’ll remember your order.
You say what you would like and he keeps his arms crossed as you speak. When you finish, you look up at him.
“Thank you.” You flash your eyes golden for a second and he jumps, taken aback.
He searches for the doorknob behind him and stumbles out of the room.
“Why did he do that?” Jungkook asks, leaning over the table to get a good look at you.
“Why did he run away or why was he rude?” Hoseok picks at the table.
“Both.”
“She looks human, not a lot of people have good experiences with them, as you would know. And he ran away because she did that.” Jin points to you and you continuously change your eye color from (e/c) to golden. You suddenly get a headache and you stop, closing your eyes and holding your head.
“I told you not to do it so fast like that.” Yoongi says worried, making sure you’re okay.
“It..looks kind of suspicious when you have one human and almost ten hybrids.” Hoseok says gently and Jungkook looks at everyone.
“We all look healthy, why is that suspicious?”
“Just because we look the part, doesn’t mean we are, Jungkook.” Namjoon reminds him.
“Fair.”
“Regardless, I don’t think he should have been rude. I didn’t do anything to offend him, other than the fact that I’m technically human.” You lean your cheek in your hand and rest your elbow on the table, sighing.
“No, you didn’t do anything.” Taehyung reassures and Yoongi keeps his eyes on the door.
“Does that happen often?” Namjoon raises the question.
You shrug.
“Depends on the situation and location. So as long as I look human, most hybrids dislike me.”
“But if you still had your animal features, humans would hate you..” Jungkook says sadly and you shrug again, not fazed by his words.
“You never win in this situation, huh?” Namjoon says and you smile sadly, shaking your head.
“So as long as I’m alive, I will never win.”
After dinner, Yoongi had driven back home again, watching you struggle to keep your eyes open in the car.
“You can go to sleep, (Y/n).” He says in your head and you shake your head in response.
“I want to keep you company..”
“You can keep me company in the house.”
You shake your head softly and he sighs, knowing you’re not going to listen to him.
Yoongi glances at you every now and then during the ride, a small entertained smile on his lips whenever your head lolls a little too much, causing you to wake up and start all over again.
He gently holds your hand and you smile sleepily when you feel his familiar warmth, holding it as tight as you can in your sleepy state.
When you all arrive home, he takes you inside first quietly along with Hoseok who’s carrying Jimin. He places you in his bed and comes back out to the car full of sleeping hybrids.
He would shake them awake, but he doesn’t know if that would cause a bad reaction in either of them.
“Namjoon, Taehyung, let’s go, we’re back.” Yoongi taps their legs from the front seat and Namjoon immediately sits up, startling Yoongi.
“Jesus Christ, you fucking demon. Get inside you’re gonna give me a heart attack, you look like you saw a damn ghost.” Yoongi slaps his thigh and Namjoon’s wide eyes go back to their sleepy state, sluggishly heading inside.
Taehyung doesn’t seem like he’ll be waking up anytime soon.
Hoseok and Jin come by once Jungkook has been woken up and inside, checking on Yoongi.
“Is he awake?” Jin crawls in the backseat and Yoongi shakes his head.
Hoseok stares at him and his brows furrow, getting closer.
“He doesn’t look like he’s breathing..” He comments and both of them whip their heads in his direction, eyes wide with fear.
Jin quickly puts his ear in front of Taehyung’s mouth and presses two fingers on his neck where the easiest spot of his pulse would be.
They both stare at the oldest in anticipation.
Jin sighs out a breath of relief and pulls away when he knows the bear is alive.
“He’s okay. Don’t say that shit Hoseok you’re gonna kill both of us.” Jin leans back into the bear’s neck and Hoseok flushes.
“Sorry.”
Jin suddenly bites into Taehyung’s neck and the two gasp, jumping back when Taehyung’s eyes shoot open and attempt to grab at whoever attacked him.
Jin grabs his wrist and pins them to the back of Taehyung’s neck, crossing them.
“Relax, breathe, it’s just me.” Jin lets Taehyung take a couple seconds to realize who bit him, closing his eyes and taking in Jin’s scent.
Taehyung sighs, relaxing his stiff and tense body, Jin releasing him.
“You need to find a different way of waking me up. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“And leave you to get sick in the car? Not an option. Let’s go.” Jin leads his leg out first and crawls out, Taehyung following Hoseok inside.
Yoongi shuts the door and Jin walks inside with him.
“I usually just wait it out.” He says, catching Jin’s attention.
“That’s a waste of time. And he’s told me he doesn’t like that, he feels like he’s being watched.”
Yoongi stops right in front of the door.
“Why didn’t he say anything?”
“He knows that you are helping, and that’s the safest way for everyone, but he says it brings back memories sometimes.”
“I don’t think I know his whole story, then..” Yoongi walks inside the house and Jin walks with him, shutting the door behind them.
Namjoon heads into his room and opens the door, frowning when he sees his bed is still done. He changes into his pajamas and brushes his teeth, staring at his bed.
He goes to your room and opens the door quietly, finding Jungkook already fast asleep, fully dressed. Namjoon sighs and walks over to him, picking out his pajamas and closing his eyes, undressing him carefully and putting his pajamas on.
Jungkook can sleep now, but he’ll be uncomfortable for the rest of the night and be too lazy to change in the middle of the night.
Namjoon leaves the room after he’s done and goes down to the living room, looking around.
“If you’re looking for her, she’s staying in my room.” Yoongi says with a toothbrush in his hand.
Namjoon jumps.
“Ah, no I wasn’t looking for her.” He scratches the back of his head and Yoongi stares at him, continuing to brush his teeth.
Namjoon blinks and looks around the room, unsure of what to say or do next.
Yoongi doesn’t stop brushing, raising a brow.
“Okay I was.” His cheeks dust pink and Yoongi goes back to the bathroom, rinsing and drying his mouth.
When he finishes, he comes back out and stops in front of Namjoon.
“She’s still recovering, so she’ll be staying with me. Is there a reason you’re looking for her?”
Namjoon looks down at him.
Just a general question, no judgement.
“Yeah, I.. I don’t like to sleep alone.” Namjoon squeezes his eyes shut and opens them when he doesn’t hear Yoongi laughing.
Yoongi just stares at him and walks into Hoseok’s room, both of them coming out.
“I can sleep with Jin today, you can go ahead and sleep with Mimi today.” Hoseok smiles at him and Namjoon’s cheeks turn a darker shade of pink.
“Mimi?”
“Jimin, I mean. Or would you prefer to sleep with me?” Hoseok tilts his head and Namjoon looks into his room.
“I’ll..sleep with him today..” Namjoon whispers and both of them nod, heading into their rooms.
Namjoon shuffles into Hoseok’s room and crawls into the bed, blushing at the thought of crawling into someone else’s bed.
Jimin frowns, rolling from his side to his back, making a little ‘mrrp’ noise.
Namjoon stills, afraid he’ll wake the cat.
When Jimin’s breathing slows, Namjoon lays down and Jimin shimmies his way into Namjoon’s side, taking in his warmth.
He stares down at the cat, unsure of what to do. Jimin begins quietly purring when he senses Namjoon’s stress, calming him down.
Eventually, Namjoon falls asleep and cuddles Jimin closer to him, huddled under the blanket together.
Yoongi sits on his bed and watches you roll around after you’ve slowly and sleepily changed into one of his shirts, digging your head into his sheets.
He hums in amusement and pets your hair, brushing it away from your face.
“One day you’ll win. I will make sure of it..”
Jimin slowly uncurls from his ball position, stretching out his entire body and embraces Hoseok’s body, smiling when he moves around.
Jimin digs his head in Hoseok’s chest, pausing when he feels more muscle than normal, a deep sound resonating from the body.
He slowly looks up and sees Namjoon’s faded purple hair and koala ears, flicking when he hears movement.
Jimin looks down at Namjoon’s large chest and wiggles away, face red.
“Jimin..?” Namjoon says groggily, looking around for him.
He leans over the side of the bed and sees a cowering Jimin, not able to look at him.
“Why are you on the floor..?” Namjoon pets his ears and smiles slightly when he hears the cat purring, leaning in closer to his hand.
“Come on, get on the bed.” He tells him, pulling him up softly.
Jimin crawls back on the bed, keeping his eyes away from the koala’s chest so as to not run away again.
They lay under the covers a little longer until Jimin sits up, hearing footsteps coming down from the stairs.
Four knocks touch the door and Jimin crawls over Namjoon’s legs.
“Hobi!” Jimin runs to the door and whips it open, excited to see his favorite person.
Besides you, of course.
“Mimi!” Hoseok whisper yells, hugging him.
Namjoon turns over in the bed and Hoseok walks into the room, Jimin trailing after him.
“How did you sleep?”
“Good.” Namjoon whispers and he nods, patting Jimin’s back.
“Go wake up the others for me.” He tells him, ruffling Jimin’s already messy bed hair.
He does as he’s told and heads to Jin’s room first.
“How did you actually sleep?” Hoseok asks again, knowing Joon was just lying for Jimin’s sake.
“I didn’t sleep much, I was worried I was going to scare him awake..” Namjoon rubs the sleepiness out of his eyes and Hoseok frowns.
“Why would you scare him awake?”
“Uh,”
“Yoongi, I’m fine. Thank you for waking me up, Jimin.” Both of them turn their heads in the direction of the door where you’re standing.
“Good morning you two.” You greet, your arm already covered in new bandages.
“Morning.” They both reply, exiting the room and going into the kitchen, taking a seat when you and Jin head for the stove.
Yoongi and Hoseok momentarily leave the house to get all the plushes left in the cars, coming back in and tossing them in the living room.
“Hey, no. Go sit down.” Jin blocks you from getting near the stove and you frown.
“But-”
“Sit.” Yoongi gently yet firmly guides you to your spot at the head of the island, giving your head a soft kiss.
“Hmph.”
“I got it, I got it.” Taehyung gets dragged by Jimin out of his room, sitting him down next to Yoongi.
“Where’s Jungkook?” You ask.
“He didn’t want to wake up.” Jimin says, leaning his head on a sleepy Taehyung’s shoulder.
“I’ll go get him. Yoongi, you cook.” Hoseok leaves the room and Yoongi rolls his eyes, getting off his seat and going to help Jin.
When Hoseok gets to your room and knocks four times, he opens the door when he doesn’t respond.
“Jungkook?” He pokes his head in, looking around the room for the bunny.
“Hmm..”
“Jungkook, it’s breakfast time.”
“I’m not hungry..”
“Huh? You’re always hungry. What’s wrong?” Hoseok steps into the room and sits next to the unmoving lump in the bed.
“I’m just tired.”
“Mm. Okay, do you want me to save you some food for later when you feel hungry?”
“Mm.”
“Alright, I’ll come up every now and then to check on you.” Hoseok rubs his cheek on the blanket where Jungkook’s head is, leaving a comforting scent behind.
He leaves the room and comes back down, seeing you staring outside.
“She’ll probably come back in a month. Jiu likes to make sure you guys are doing okay. And she probably knows what you did.” Yoongi places freshly cooked eggs on everyone’s plates and Namjoon cringes.
“Don’t remind me.”
“Why, you having regrets?” Jin turns to him and wiggles his eyebrows knowingly, making Namjoon blush.
“Change the subject.”
“He’s lonely.” You say suddenly, not giving context. Everyone looks at Hoseok and he nods.
“He said he’s tired. Besides Taehyung, he’s the only one that slept alone last night.” Hobi ruffles the back of his hair and Taehyung looks up.
“I’m, not too comfortable when sleeping with people often.” Taehyung explains for Namjoon to understand.
“We’ll have to pair up. Jin usually sleeps alone, and the two don’t interact as much. Jungkook will sleep with Jin.” You stare at Jin and he nods, continuing to make french toast.
“Sleeping with Yoongi doesn’t happen often, I know he likes his space. This is just until he decides I’m fully healed.” You close your eyes and wince when you accidentally bump your arm into the counter, making Yoongi whip his head around.
“Which doesn’t seem to be happening any time soon.” Namjoon comments and clears his throat, making you slap his wrist.
“Ow.” He chuckles and Hoseok sits down.
“So, Jin and Jungkook, Yoongi and (Y/N), Jimin, me and Namjoon can sleep together. Or I could sleep alone.”
“I’ll take Jimin, you can sleep with the kid.” Taehyung leans his cheek in his palm and Namjoon sits up, opening his hands up to the air like what the hell.
“I’m older than you.”
“Not by how long you’ve lived in this house, you’re not.”
Namjoon raises a finger in Taehyung’s direction, wagging it to come up with a point, then setting it back down when he doesn’t have an argument.
“You got me there.”
“Are you sure you’ll be okay, Taehyung?” You voice your concern.
“I have to hold something when I sleep, and from what Hobi has told me, Jimin sleeps like a log. I don’t think I’ll notice too much. And if I do, I’ll just give him back.”
“He’s not a pillow, Taehyung.” Jin sets the french toast on everyone’s plate and takes a seat after covering Jungkook’s plate with aluminum.
After seeing everyone has begun eating, you begin to eat as well, making Namjoon smile with your habits.
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Pairing: Hybrid Namjoon x Reader, Occasional OT7 x Reader, Occasional character x character ✨
Warnings: None
Word count: 3k
When you arrive at the arcade, Yoongi barely parks when you shoot out the car, startling Namjoon.
You jump and run around excitedly and the boys smile at your excited puppy likeness.
“She reminds me of a golden retriever..” Namjoon comments and Jin smiles.
“It is part of her genetics.” He stands next to him and cringes when he sees the bracelet on Namjoon’s wrist.
“Don’t make that face, you’re not the one wearing it.” Namjoon squints and Hoseok collects you, making you giggle when he finally catches you.
“Alright, let’s head inside.” Yoongi holds your right hand and leads everyone inside.
“How does this work?” Jungkook looks at a sign reading the instructions of how the game cards work.
“We have one card, and we put at least 50 dollars for each person that works, and since we haven’t been here since before we got Jimin, we’ll have to find a new method.” Hoseok taps his chin and you look up at the board for how the cards work.
“Each of you pays 80.” Namjoon suddenly says as Hoseok is taking his phone out.
“What? You ask.
“If you all usually pay 50 for each person, but there’s only three of us that are jobless and five of you, the even distribution between you five would be 30 for us. 50 times 3 is 150 but 150 divided by 5 is 30. You’d pay 80 each in total.” He explains and everyone suddenly looks at you, who is staring at him with wide eyes.
“(Y/n), you’re in public.” Jin reminds you and you jump, your face beet red.
“Okay! 30 it is!” You start walking towards the registers and Yoongi follows.
“80.” He corrects and you whip your head in his direction, startling him.
“Just send me the money.” You whisper and he blushes, nodding.
“Okay.”
Everyone sends you money and you wait until they all come through into your account, making sure the three newbies stay close.
When you put the money in the account, Jimin tries to see the receipt but you hide it before he can.
“How much was it in total, Noona?”
“Nothing to worry about, Jiminie.”
“400.” Namjoon butts in and you swat him away.
“T-that’s a lot, Noona!” He looks at you worried and you kiss his forehead.”
“I didn’t pay all that myself so it’s okay, it’s fair.” You smile at him and all of you walk to where the games are.
“Why do you only use one card?” Jungkook asks and you hand it to Yoongi who has already found a game.
“We get points faster that way. The more points we earn, the more rewards we can get.” You follow Yoongi and watch as he hands the card to Jin and Hoseok, who go straight to the air hockey table.
“But doesn’t that mean you have to stay close by to pass the card around?”
“We’re patient. Besides, we have all day to play all the games we want.” You watch Yoongi make a character jump up on platforms to reach the top without falling.
“Do we have to stay close to you?” Namjoon asks and you look up at him.
“Not here no, but here.” You take their wrists and rub them against yours, taking their scents onto your skin.
“I’ll be able to find you regardless of distance since I’ve memorized your scent and breathing pattern, this is just for you. Besides, you have our trust link.” You tap your head and they nod.
“Just meet up with me when you’re done.” You smile and they walk away except for Jimin, whose eyes are trained on the jumping character, his tail flicking whenever it jumps on a higher platform.
Namjoon walks to Hoseok and watches both him and Jin hit the disk across the table, jumping away when Hoseok accidentally hits it hard enough that it flies off the table.
“Watch it man, almost hit my dick.” Jin swears and Namjoon snorts, turning away when Jin’s sugar glider ear flicks in his direction in annoyance.
“Wah..” Jungkook stares at the two girls playing a dancing game with arrows at a rapid speed.
His bunny ears twitch with every step they take and you cheer Yoongi on when he finishes the game, reaching the very end and receiving a large sum of points.
“You wanna play?” Taehyung walks up to him and Jungkook plays with his shirt.
“N-no..”
“You’ve been staring at it since we got here.” He looks towards the game.
“I don’t know how to play.” He says sheepishly and Taehyung walks to Hoseok, taking the card out of his pocket and makes his way to the dance game, dragging Jungkook with him.
“W-wait they’re still playing!” Jungkook panics and Taehyung stops right behind them, watching them finish up a song.
“We’ll queue. I’ll show you how to play.” He smiles at him and Jungkook stares at the screen as the girls hit every move.
“See? They’re done.” He walks up closer and clears his throat, catching their attention before they pick another song.
“Can we play next?” Taehyung asks with a soft smile, his bear ears flicking at them.
“O-oh, sure.” They hurriedly hop off and Taehyung pulls Jungkook onto the platform.
“I’ll pick the easy mode so that you don’t get too overwhelmed.” He uses the arrows on the floor to navigate through the songs and Jungkook jumps when he feels a hand on his back.
“I knew you’d come to this game first.” Hoseok says and leans against the railing leading to the bathrooms.
“But I don’t even know what this is..”
“You’ll know.” He waves him off and Taehyung chooses a song by a japanese girl with colored hair.
“Who is that?”
“I can never remember the name but all I know is that she’s not real.” He shrugs and the song starts.
Jungkook struggles to time the steps but eventually gets the hang of it, his bunny smile coming into view and he progressively gets better.
When the song ends, Hoseok claps for him excitedly.
“You did good for someone who didn’t know what this is.” He pats Jungkook on the back and you come by and take the card from Taehyung.
“Can we do another one?” Jungkook looks up at him and he nods, stealing the card from your hands before you even have the chance to turn away.
“Hey-”
“Just one second.” Taehyung swipes the card on the machine, handing the card back to you.
You follow Jimin to a game he wanted to play and Jin along with Namjoon join the boys.
“You can pick the next song you wanna play.” Taehyung steps off the platform and Hoseok stands in his place.
“You’re playing next?” Jungkook seems a little nervous to dance with the dance teacher of the group.
“Don’t worry, I’m not too good at these.” He takes Jungkook’s worry away and Jungkook doesn’t seem so sure.
He picks out a song from a famous girl group and sets it to moderate speed.
“Uh, you sure you wanna go that fast already?” Jin steps next to Taehyung, leaning on the railing to get a better view.
“It was a little too slow at first for me.” He cracks his knuckles and both Jin and Hoseok raise their eyebrows at each other.
After some time of using the game, Jungkook had beaten every member and the two girls who were playing earlier.
“Luckily for you, the girls had used their cards for their rounds with you so you still have money to play other games.” Yoongi watches you come up with Jimin, water bottles in both of your hands.
“Here.” You hand each of them a water bottle and they gladfully take it.
“Maybe you should come to my class, you certainly have the energy for it.” Hoseok says slightly out of breath.
Namjoon looks at a mario kart section and wanders over to it.
A woman stares at him and Namjoon frowns, turning away and walking back to you.
“Can we play that one?” He taps your shoulder, catching your attention.
You lean over to look at the game and you nod, following him to the mario kart section.
The others follow you and you take your place in the first seat, Namjoon in the second.
Hoseok rushes into the third seat and Jin sits in the last seat.
You swipe the card and pass it down along the line, Yoongi taking it away from Jin when he swipes it.
The same woman from before comes by to watch and stands behind Namjoon’s seat.
You laugh when the race starts and Namjoon starts screaming in panic.
“I can’t drive!” Namjoon announces and you struggle to keep your eyes on the road.
“You suggested this game!” Jin shouts, cursing when he gets hit by a red shell.
“Hoseok, I will eat you.” He threatens, making Hoseok laugh loudly.
“No, no no! Namjoon!!” You kick your feet exasperatedly when he throws a blue shell at you, making you lose your number one spot.
“Literally, how are you in first place?” Yoongi comments, shooing the woman away.
She scowls and takes her leave, but never takes her eyes off him.
“Asking the real questions.” Taehyung wags his finger at Yoongi and Namjoon throws his hands in the air when you hit him with a shell as well, losing his number one spot and so graciously handing it to you.
“Spoke too soon.” Yoongi covers his mouth in amusement and Namjoon hops off, letting the others play.
“Hungry?” You ask.
“Yeah, how did you know?”
“I can smell your desperation for food off of you.”
“Who is that?” Jimin cuts in, pointing behind you.
“Jimin, no pointing.” You cover his finger and look, the woman from before standing there.
“I don’t know.”
“She’s been staring at me since we got here..” Namjoon looks everywhere but at her, making you frown.
You let go of Jimin and begin walking in the lady’s direction but Namjoon suddenly picks you up and walks away.
“Namjoon!”
“She’s gonna fight that lady, watch over her.” Namjoon places you in Taehyung’s lap who is now sitting in the mario kart seat, ready to play.
“Who?”
“Not the point. Don’t let her get away.”
Taehyung happily wraps his arms around you and keeps you facing the other members next to him. Which was a mistake on his part. Because now you’re death glaring at the lady and Namjoon is trying his best not to laugh.
“Noona, why are you glaring at the woman?” Jimin asks but Namjoon gently hovers his hand over Jimin’s mouth.
“I don’t think she’s gonna wanna answer that question.” Namjoon ruffles his hair softly and Jimin giggles, suddenly hugging him.
Namjoon stays still and Jimin rubs his cheeks into his chest.
“I win!” Jin shoots up from his seat and Yoongi whines, leaning his head on the headrest.
“Woah, (Y/n), you okay?” Jin stops his triumph and stands behind you.
“Someone’s been making Namjoon uncomfortable.” Taehyung pets your hair and you sit alert when she starts walking over.
“No, I’m not getting between this.” Taehyung lets you go and you pull Namjoon and Jimin behind you.
“Relax lady, I’m here to adopt.” She crosses her arms and your face doesn’t falter.
“They’re not adoptable.”
“Then why do you have so many?”
“They’re my family.”
She laughs, not taking you seriously.
“They’re not family, they’re pets.”
“Which explains why you don’t have any hybrids around you.” You spit, making her frown.
“Just give me the adoption papers for the koala and we’ll be through here.”
“The hell I will.”
“You don’t get to keep so many hybrids to yourself. You’re being selfish.”
“For what, letting them get a chance to have their independence years?”
She gasps as if you said you eat them for a living.
“You’re letting them roam free?!”
“Watch it.” You pull Jungkook behind you along with Taehyung.
She scoffs.
“What, are you so desperate to be a hybrid you’ve surrounded yourself with them? Is that why you’re so desperate to keep all of them? Just hand the most recent one over, you’ll be less attached to it.” She snaps her fingers in demand and Taehyung grabs your wrist before you’re able to step closer to her.
“How cute, you have to have your little bear stop you.” She gets closer and reaches for Namjoon’s wrist but you, Yoongi, and Jin dig your claws into her arm before she even gets near him.
She gasps and tries pulling herself away from you three.
“I’ll report you to the hybrid control! Let me go!”
“And what will you report? That you harassed my family and proceeded to threaten their safety when they’re rescues?”
“You have no proof.” She manages to rip her arm away from Jin and Yoongi, but not you.
Hoseok pulls out his phone and plays back the video of the entire interaction, making her eyes go wide.
“Run that by me again?” You dig your nails deeper into her skin and she hisses.
“I don’t want to see your face back here again. You’re wasting my time and their comfort.” You release her and she rushes away, holding her arm.
“Noona!” Jimin runs to you and checks your nails which are now back to normal.
“I’m alright. Are you all okay?” You look at them and they nod, checking on Namjoon.
“You good, man?” Taehyung sniffs Namjoon to make sure but Namjoon doesn’t respond.
“You can keep playing, I’ll keep watch.” You hold Jimin’s hand as Taehyung gives the card to Hoseok.
“Are you sure we shouldn’t stick close?” Jungkook steps up and you shake your head.
“As long as the four of you are with one of us four, you’re safe. Usually Taehyung is able to wander but since this incident happened, we’re going to have to be paired. If one of you wants to play with a different member, just switch, yeah?” You explain and they nod, Jimin wanders over to Hoseok, Jungkook to Yoongi, Taehyung to Jin, and Namjoon to you.
You all follow each other to the first game you’ve decided to play and pass the card around as time goes by.
Namjoon has been choosing games that won’t strain your arm but will still let you have fun.
“Thanks, by the way.” He says loudly over the arcade noises.
“Why?”
“You didn’t let her take me.” He says and you look up at him.
“Don’t thank me for something like that. She should have some respect. She’s lucky we were in public.” You cross your arms and he hums in amusement.
“I don’t think being in public would stop you.” He teases, not paying attention to any of the games around him.
You scoff.
“I have decency. I didn’t want to do anything in public because it means risking the four of you.” You glance at him and he seems confused.
“Why do you keep saying four? Isn’t it just Jungkook, Jimin and I?”
“No, Taehyung isn’t done with his year of working.”
“What?”
“He’s 24. I found him when he was 23, and his birthday is late in the year. They start the 2 year process on their birthday regardless of the time you adopt them.”
“You found me in like, November of last year.”
“I know. Unfortunately, since you weren’t adopted by the time your birthday came around, you’ll have to wait until next year for your years to start, along with Jungkook.”
“That’s stupid.”
“It is, I’m sorry.” You frown at him and he rubs his neck.
“I’ve been..restarting for so long so another year couldn’t hurt.” He smiles at you and you blush, thanking the flashing lights of the arcade for covering you.
“Mm..” You respond.
“Do you wanna play something else before we go?” He walks closer to you as people pass by him.
“No, I spent all my money.” You shrug and he looks around.
“We should eat, then.”
“Already ahead of you.” Jin walks up to you with Taehyung, waving his phone.
“I called the nearest kbbq for a reservation.” He smirks proudly.
“Thanks.” You smile at him and the others come up.
“Alright, that’s all my money.” Hoseok pulls out his bare pockets as if he was carrying cash.
“We’re gonna go to Itaewon since it’s already night time.” Jin begins walking to the nearby register to check the points on the machine.
“How do you know it’s night time?” Taehyung asks.
“My phone tells time, Taehyung.” Jin remarks and Taehyung’s cheeks dust pink.
“Ah, we can get a 200 hundred point plush for each member.” Jin says and you look around his arm.
“That’s it?”
“What, did you want to buy half the shop because we have more than enough to do so.” He brags.
“No, no. We don’t need so much crap in the house.” Yoongi butts in and you all pick out a giant plush.
Walking out of the arcade, you carry your silver-blue wolf plush to the car, using both arms to hold it properly.
“Well, at least we have more pillows for the couch.” Hoseok says, carrying his deer plush.
“As if we needed any more.” Yoongi rolls his eyes and you stare at his black cat plush.
“You didn’t need to get the plush, Yoongi.” You raise a brow and he glances at his plush, turning away from you as if you’ll take it from him.
“Shut up.”
You unlock your car and stack each other’s plush on top of each other in your trunk, Hoseok doing the same with his car.
“Alright, let’s get going.” Jin claps his hands together and you all get in your cars, watching Yoongi not even giving you the chance to get in the driver’s seat.
“How’s your arm? You didn’t play anything too rough did you?” Yoongi begins driving behind Hoseok’s car that’s leading him to the restaurant.
“I couldn’t even if I wanted to.” You joke.
“Why? Did it hurt a lot? Why didn’t you say anything? Do you need your bandages changed? Call Jin and we’ll stop so he can-”
“Yoongi, relax. I’m fine.” You hold his hand and he makes a painfully worried expression, squeezing your hand softly.
“I said that because Namjoon wouldn’t let me.” You give him a smile and he glances in the rearview mirror Namjoon looking directly back at him.
“That’s good.” He looks away and you continue the car ride in silence.
Pairing: Hybrid Namjoon x Reader, Occasional OT7 x Reader, Occasional character x character ✨
Warnings: Angst
Word count: 3k
“I won’t go out, then.” You pout to Yoongi, to which he doesn’t believe but he’ll drop the topic for now.
Your eyes land on a strand of Namjoon’s hair that’s sticking up from his pillow fight earlier with Jin.
“Are you going to do anything tomorrow?” Jungkook asks Namjoon, his eyes glancing at you coming over and fixing Namjoon’s hair.
He jumps at the touch, but recognizes your touch and scent.
“No, I don’t have anything to do. Why?”
“Just..asking..” He watches you brush his hair down with your fingers, petting his koala ears as well.
Namjoon suddenly shakes his head aggressively to adjust to the feeling, then goes back to looking at Jungkook.
“What did you end up doing today?” He asks the bunny.
“Huh? Oh, I… went to talk to a doctor.” He replies, tearing his eyes away from you, grooming Namjoon.
“Are you okay? Is it your heart again?”
“No, no. My heart is fine.”
You pat Namjoon’s head when you’re done and walk to the living room, taking a seat next to Hoseok.
“What was that?” Jungkook whispers even though you can probably hear anyway.
“What was what”
“The..grooming.”
“What grooming?”
“Wh- yo-” Jungkook sits straight up and blinks as if someone just spilled lipstick in his valentino white bag.
He reaches for Namjoon’s head to show him an example but Namjoon’s head flinches away, startling Jungkook.
He blinks again, trying to comprehend what just happened.
“Did- did you just flinch?” Jungkook asks, afraid of the answer.
“Well, yeah. You just went straight for it, it scared me.”
“You’ve never flinched from me.”
Namjoon stares at him and thinks back.
“Oh, I haven’t, now that I think about it..”
“Then why did you do it now?”
Namjoon pauses, thinking back to what happened the other day.
No one has put him in such a low mental state like Jungkook did, not since you left the hospital and he didn’t know why you left.
Maybe that’s why he felt so harsh about you but he didn’t remember why.
“I don’t trust you.” He suddenly says and Jungkook’s eyes widen, his bunny ears flat against his head.
“What?You don’t trust me?” He stands up and you look at them.
“Yeah.”
“You don’t have the right to not trust me.”
Namjoon scoffs.
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. I never gave you any reason to distrust me.”
“Really, what about the time you made me have a severe panic attack in front of everyone? I haven’t had one of those since No-(Y/n) left the hospital. Or when you left me in the shelter even though you said you wouldn’t go anywhere without me? Or the reason for (Y/n)’s injury?”
“Don’t pin the shelter part on me, you chose to leave me here.”
“And yet, before that, you said you wouldn’t stay without me.”
“That still doesn’t excuse the fact that you should be distrusting me. Only I get to distrust you because of what you did.” Jungkook gets closer to him and you sit up in case it gets too far.
“Ineversaid you couldn’t lose trust in me. Go for it.” He shrugs and goes back to your phone which you let him borrow.
“You know, it’s unfair that you didn’t remember her and you didn’t trust her, but now that you do remember her, you trust her now despite the fact that she left you alone in that hospital. How does that make any sense?”
Namjoon tosses your phone on the counter aggressively and stands, getting in Jungkook’s face.
You hold your hand against Hoseok’s chest, who is ready to break up the fight.
“The only difference between you and her, is that she didn’t mean to leave me in that hospital and tried to keep me safe whilst she stayed. Meanwhile, you took everything I did for you as a threat, and you didn’t bother to try and keep me safe.” Namjoon laces his words with poison and watches as Jungkook’s eyes begin to water, watching Namjoon walk away to the backyard.
Yoongi stares at you and you keep your lip between your teeth, unsure of what move to make next.
If you go to Namjoon, Jungkook will begin to think you only care for him. If you go to Jungkook, Namjoon will begin to think you agree with Jungkook’s words.
Hoseok walks up to Jungkook and Yoongi walks to you, giving you a soft peck on your forehead.
“We got it.” He walks outside where Namjoon is sitting on a bench, his head in his hands.
“Hm.” Yoongi catches his attention, his head lifting from his hands.
“You two were inseparable when we met you. What happened?” Yoongi takes his spot on the swinging bench and Namjoon sighs.
“His persistence for getting out of that shelter..”
“Well, I don’t think anyone would want to stay for long.”
“Obviously not. But it was just, everyday. ‘When are we leaving again? Do you think they’ll keep us? What about Noona? Will Noona keep us?’ He kept asking things I had no answers to, and when he got approved, I obviously didn’t know what would come next. I didn’t want to leave him, but I knew one day he wouldn’t wait for me any longer.” He sighs again and leans back, staring at the sky now turning dark.
“I knew what they would have done to him had I not been there to take care of him.”
“What do you mean?”
Namjoon rolls his eyes.
“He’s young, innocent, attractive, and a bunny hybrid. That should speak for itself.” He crosses his arms and Yoongi looks through the window to see Hoseok talking to Jungkook.
“I don’t trust him because I hadn’t been in a mental state like that in so long, and he’s the last person that I thought would put me in that space again. Noon- (Y/N)!!” He shouts exasperatedly and you burst through the door, startling everyone.
“Are you okay?!”
“I-I’m fine, sorry. I was correcting myself and I got upset.” He rubs his neck and you take a deep breath, walking back inside.
“I was going to say, that (Y/n) had a different reaction because when we were younger, I would get scared and she would distract me from it. I began to..trust her again because she’s someone who took care of me and earned my respect. Of course, regardless if I remembered her or not, I don’t agree with a few things she’s said to me or done, but she’s proving to me I can trust her. And the more time I spend with her, the more she reminds me of her younger self.”
Yoongi keeps an eye on Namjoon’s reactions when you pass by the window, slight admiration in his eyes.
“What was she like?” He asks and Namjoon looks back at him.
“Hm?”
“When she was with you.”
“Oh, she was like how she is now, just less knowledgeable, more immature, yet she grew up too soon..”
“She still wanted to be a kid when she had the chance.”
“Something like that. I remember she would play with me when we were on our own, she would make me stay as quiet as possible but try to let me have fun. One time, they gave me a plate of tangerines and they had said that if I didn’t eat them in 5 minutes, they’d test me on my appetite. I obviously wasn’t able to do that at that age, so, once they left, she took them from me and ate them all, shoving four at a time in her mouth and gave me a piece so that when they came back, it’d look like I ate them all.” He smiles at the memory and Yoongi chuckles.
“When she would come back from being tested, she would have prick holes and red skin from all the needles and I would hug her, not knowing how much pain she was in. She would always hold me whenever I got tested once a month for my health because I was in pain and I wouldn’t be in pain anymore due to her hugs. So, I thought that would help her as well.” Namjoon’s smile becomes a sad frown.
“Whenever they would try to test me for something other than my health, she would bare her fangs in such a terrifying way, her claws would come out in the size of an adult wolf and her eyes would be so red from the strain of intimidating them. They knew not to mess with her when she got like that, she put one of the new doctors in the hospital when he pushed past her to grab me.” He rubs his arms and Yoongi’s eyes become as wide as saucers.
“Did he touch you?”
“Barely even got to look at me until she attacked him. She taught me to cover my eyes and ears whenever they would come into the room in case it got to that point. I haven’t seen her gone feral since the day before she left.” He takes a deep breath and Yoongi looks at his hands.
“What did she call you, when she was there?”
Namjoon’s ears turn red.
“Namjoon. Just Namjoon.”
“Your face says otherwise.”
“She..she would call me Joon, Joonie, Namu, Nam, Monie, prince, her little koala..” Namjoon’s face turns redder and his hands creep higher up his face at every name.
“Prince?”
“S-she would call me special and only a prince should be so taken care of, and a prince should get everything he wants in the outside world.”
“So, you were spoiled?”
“I was not!”
“Sure you weren’t, prince.” Yoongi pokes fun at him and Namjoon’s face is so red he could be mistaken for a fresh, fully grown tomato.
“Anyway, I didn’t get tested often after she left. I would threaten that she would find out and come back and they would laugh it off, not knowing that was exactly what happened. Ididn’t even know. She would always play with me even though she was all bruised and abused, never letting her pain show. She had a huge bruise on her back when they removed her tail, but I didn’t even know what they had done because she said it was broken and they were going to give her a new one. She couldn’t even stand that day without nearly falling over, she couldn’t sit down so I would play with her laying down.” Namjoon’s voice cracks and he clears his throat. Yoongi’s brows furrowed in worry.
“She got her ears removed, I think some time before she left. But I didn’t notice because she would always wear a hat around that time, so I thought she was cold in the room.” He shrugs and drags a rough hand over his mouth towards his chin, crossing his hands again.
“Seeing her like this, I’m happy she made it out alive and healthy. But I wish I would have recognized her sooner, she’s gone through enough because of me and she went through even more when we met because of me again.”
“Did you love her?” Yoongi asks. The question stuns Namjoon into silence for a few minutes.
“She was the only one who gave me a chance, even when she didn’t know who I was, twice. I fell in love with the idea of her because I didn’t even know if she would make it out alive from that hospital..” Namjoon sniffles.
“She took so much from herself, only to give it to someone so ungrateful.” Namjoon hiccups and wipes his face when a tear rolls down.
“I loved her so much when we were younger, and it kills me knowing I didn’t bother looking for her after I got out because I thought she was either dead, or just left me behind, or took too long to find me.”
“There were so many misunderstandings I think about every day, and yet when I see her trying her hardest to take care of me like back then, to give me what I need and what I want, regardless of the misunderstandings and past, it reminds me of how much I love her..” His cheeks are wet with tears and Yoongi doesn’t move.
“Because no matter how much time, trauma, and pain has passed, she’s still that little girl that took care of me with her whole being, hybrid or not.”
“Alright boys, call off because we’re going to the arcade.” You put your hands on your hips in front of everyone in the living room.
They look you up and down, dressed in a tan comfy sweater with a white collared shirt under and a (f/c) skirt, your (f/c) converse to match.
“W-we are?” Jimin asks, not used to seeing you in a skirt.
“Yes, we are.” You walk past him and shake Yoongi awake, everyone staring at your skirt from behind.
Except Namjoon and Jungkook.
But a little bit of Namjoon.
“Yoongi, stop pretending to be asleep.” You crawl over him and he peeks, jumping when he sees your exposed legs.
“You aren’t going anywhere with that skirt.”
“Why not? You like it when I wear skirts.” You sit on his chest and he slides his hands up your thighs and up your skirt, grabbing a handful of your ass.
“I do, so unless you want me to eat you in front of everyone, I suggest you change.” His eyes turn a dark shade of yellow, his fangs coming out.
“Now, now.” Hoseok carries you off Yoongi like a kitten, his hands under your armpits.
You hang limply and Taehyung’s face finds its way under your skirt, licking a stripe on the exposed skin of your ass by your underwear.
You scream and kick your legs forward, curling your knees up to your chest.
In the process, your skirt flips up and both Jimin and Namjoon’s face turn red seeing your underwear.
“Taehyung!” Jin swats the bear away who’s cackling maniacally as he runs away from Jin’s hands.
Hoseok carries you bridal style while holding the bottom of your skirt against your skin to keep the prying eyes away.
Jungkook watches as Yoongi growls at Hoseok for pulling you away from him.
“Quit being horny, let’s go to the arcade.” He taps Yoongi’s forehead away from you and you giggle as Yoongi hisses when Hoseok carries you away.
“You tease.” You kiss Hoseok’s cheek and he glances at you.
“Don’t say that or else I’llbe the one to fuck you.” He threatens, making you giggle at his response.
“I wanna lick Noona, too!” Jimin jumps up from his seat and Jin hugs his face to silence the cat, pushing Jimin’s face between his chest.
“Anyway, let’s get dressed for today.” Jin cocks his head to the ones on the couch in the direction of their bedrooms.
They all leave to get dressed and Jungkook bumps into Namjoon on the way, startling him.
Namjoon walks into his own room and Jungkook walks into yours, not saying a word to each other.
You watch Hoseok undress in his room, taking off his shirt and showing his toned skin.
“You’ve been earning his trust, (Y/n).” He smiles as he takes off his pants, looking for other clothing in just his boxers.
“Only a little.” You smile and lay down on your side, your legs curling up to cover your underwear.
“You say a little, but he’s been playing with Jin lately.”
“That has nothing to do with me, Hobi.”
“He’s only getting comfortable because he’s learning to trust you.” He raises a brow as he puts on some baggy pants with pockets and belts on the sides.
“Yeah, I guess.” You play with his sun shaped pillow, hugging it close to your chest.
“He has been arguing with Jungkook a lot more, though.”
“I know..”
“Hey, maybe this will be good for them. Getting to have fun with us like the childhood we never had.” He slips on a white shirt and a baggy tan sweater, smiling at you when his head pops out of it.
You hum with amusement, his hair now all messy. You stand up and fix it for him.
“Maybe.”
“I wanna ride with Noona!” Jimin starts walking towards your car until Jin holds his hand.
“No, we do this rock paper scissors.”
“Oldest ones first. Whoever pulls the same is the riding buddy.” You put your hands and start.
Both you and Yoongi pull rock and both Jin and Hoseok pull paper.
“Okay, you guys next. Whoever wins comes with us.” You step aside and the maknaes begin.
Namjoon and Taehyung pull scissors as Jungkook and Jimin pull paper.
The oldest members glance at you quickly and act like they didn’t when you glance back.
“Well, let’s get going.”
Everyone gets into their picked cars but Yoongi gets in the driver’s seat before you can, making you scoff in disbelief.
“Quit driving, you’re still injured.”
“I drive with my left.”
“Well, now you’re not driving at all.” He says smugly and you stare him down as you make your way to the passengers seat.
“You have your bracelet, right?” You ask Namjoon and he freezes.
“No, I forgot it…” He plays with his fingers and you get out of the car, walking to Hoseok’s car, waving him down.
He rolls down his window and you lean in.
“Jungkook, do you have your bracelet?”
His bunny ears shoot up so fast and hit the ceiling of the car with a thump.
“N-no..”
You nod and walk back inside, going up to your room and taking the bracelets off your bed, then walk back to the cars.
You stop when you see Namjoon getting out of the car.
“Where are you going?” You ask.
“I-I had to use the bathroom.” He stutters and you step to the side until he grabs your sweater subtly.
“Can you come?” He whispers and you look up at him, his eyes pleading.
“Okay.” You walk back inside and he follows. He pulls you to your bedroom bathroom and shuts the door, locking it.
“Um-”
“Don’t. Just..give me a second.” He makes you stand flush against the wall and he stands flush with the sink, staring at you.
You blink and open your mouth, but he steps closer to you and digs his nose in your neck, making you go stiff.
“You look pretty, you smell nice, too..” He whispers, his fingers digging into your back as he holds you close.
You shiver as he drags his nose up your neck and chuckles, his breath hitting your skin.
“Sorry, I couldn’t stand being in that car with you when you smell like this…”
“N-Namjoon..”
He takes a big inhale as he detaches himself from your neck, keeping his hands to himself. He clears his throat.
“I can see why they’re usually all over you..” He whispers and your cheeks dust pink.
“T-Thanks..” You look away from his dark eyes and he unlocks the door, letting you leave first.
When you both get to the car, Taehyung raises a brow at you in the mirror when he smells you.
Yoongi doesn’t think about it and begins driving to the arcade, leading Hoseok.
Summary: After helping out a koala and bunny hybrid, your bring them home with your other hybrids to adjust. But a certain koala doesn’t seem tho get the concept of being cared for without a catch. Having your own set of secrets, it already proves difficult to gain their trust and getting them to stay with you at the same time. Your hybrids already know everything about you and are willing to sacrifice whatever it takes to keep you safe.
◈ summary: no one ever told you that you had a soulmate or—soulmates for that matter. humans don’t have soulmates but shapeshifters do. what are you supposed to do when the seven members of the worlds biggest boy band turn out to be your soulmates—only for you to realise that they aren’t even human.
the band is on a hiatus and army thinks they are completing their mandatory military service. you believe that too, at least you did, until you realized that you had adopted them and that one way or another they were gonna live with you—as hybrids because apparently you all are soulmates.
◈ (hybrid au // soulmate au // idol au) (fluff // humour // smut // angst // eventually nsfw) (nc-18) (ot7 x reader) (slow burn)
