Its Just The First Chapter And Im Hooked I LOVE CINDY SM

its just the first chapter and im hooked😭 I LOVE CINDY SM

per usual, your writing is so detailed and i dont lose focus when im reading. the part where she starts with describing the area but inevitably relates it to her incident i😭😭😭 there is just sm character here and im living for it.

i dont have too many ideas or theories, simply because i cant think on my own♡ but joon is kind of giving,, predator vibes ??

hes a teacher at a uni, so obvi hes smart. but he also seems patient, doesnt mind waiting a bit. not to mention- he found the reader kind of fast. hmmmmm

anyways

cant wait for the next update♡ (pls take ur time)

The Forest: New Neighbours

(Y/N) walked through the grocery store, scanning the aisles for that one particular brand of salad dressing that—

“Ow!”

The collision did not hurt as much, a warm hand had steadied her. It was the shock and embarrassment that elicited the sound from her.

“Oh! I’m so sorry. I wasn’t even looking. Are you alright?” she felt the rumble of his chest as he spoke and that made her realise how close she was to the man.

Wide-eyed and flustered, (Y/N) looked up only to be greeted by a cinnamon-skinned man, mono-lids gazing down at her with concern. Yet there was a strange sense of comfort in his embrace.

“Please tell me I did not hurt you, you are not hurt, right?” his voice was deep, mellifluously so.

She blinked, his eyes were warm and honeyed, yet there seemed to be a tinge of…Something. He was a sight to behold, sure- a striking man with comforting warmth yet somehow tense aura.

There was this deep, nagging voice within her- muffled, but still there, telling her to step back. And she did. But mostly because she had been in the same position for a moment too long.

“Ah, no. I’m good. I was just surprised. Sorry for freaking you out like that.” (Y/N)  cleared her throat and replied, trying her best to keep that polite smile pasted over her face.

She was tired. The constant nightmares had worn her out. 

The man smiled, and if she had thought he was gorgeous before, he looked stunning with his dimpled smile.

“I’m so sorry, I was quite lost. I’m new here.”

“Oh, I see,” she responded politely

She had concluded that the moment she had laid her eyes on him. The apartment complex held only five buildings- Two one-room apartment buildings, mostly occupied by students like her and the rest of the buildings had families living in them. With only one grocery store and a pharmacy, it was not hard to know if one lived there or not- people would run into each other often, especially in the park just outside the apartment complex.

The park was vast and held a boscage within and a pond as well- perfect for morning jogs and night walks. But she could never develop the courage to venture into the boscage and stuck to the clearing. The incident had left her—

“Hello?” his hand waved in front of her.

She had been daydreaming in the middle of the conversation. “Oh, I’m— I’m so sorry. Eh, Hi, (Y/N)(L/N).”

She felt her cheeks heating up at the surprise blooming on the man’s face. But the rising tension eased as soon as he smiled again, eyes twinkling.

“Kim Namjoon.”

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“Like, new in the city or new in this place?” Cindy was curious about the man (Y/N) had met not so long ago.

“New here, he told me that he had been in the city for long enough,”  she replied as she washed the vegetables.

“Ah, I see. Oh, did you get my fruit loops?”

“Yes, they’re in the bag. Also, get me the butter please.”

“Yeah sure.”

 With that, Cindy walked towards the grocery bags, the sound of her rummaging through them blended with the flowing water from the tap and the general mundane, domestic life around.

“(Y/N), you brought oats, there is no fruit loop.”

“It must be t— wait, oats? I don’t remember picking them up, I know you hate oats.” quickly closed the tap, (Y/N) patted her hands with the kitchen towel before walking towards her roommate.

“Well, this is a packet of oatmeal.” Cindy was already standing with a box in her hand, waving it in the air.

At the sight of the packet, (Y/N) slapped her hand over her forehead.

“Shit! I think the grocery bags got exchanged.”

“With whom?”

“Namjoon, Cindy, is there anything else there?”

“Uh, a lot of meat, eggs- no address though. Let’s just put it back in the store and inform the cashier, they will—”

The doorbell intervened, there was shuffling outside and the women frowned. There was no mail or package expected. Nevertheless, Cindy moved and opened the door.

“Uh- good morning, Miss (Y/N) here?” a familiar deep voice floated in.

“Yes, I’m here.” (Y/N) responded and walked up to the door and opened it wider, revealing Namjoon’s towering form and polite smile.

“I think our bags were swapped somehow, I know the owner personally and he gave me your address, I hope you don’t mind.”

“Oh no, no, I don’t thank you so much, in fact, we were about to return your bag to the store. Wait a minute.” She walked up to the grocery bag and picked it up, while Cindy collected their bag from Namjoon.

“Here, I hope you don’t mind that we had opened it, we didn’t know that it isn't ours.”

“Oh no, that’s completely fine, even I did not realise it until I opened yours.” his smile widened and his dimples deepened. He was truly a gorgeous man.

“Eh, why don’t you come in?” 

(Y/N) was surprised and embarrassed, first of all, she forgot to invite him and then, it was her roommate inviting him in. That was new considering how guarded of a person Cindy was.

Sometimes she felt like she was living with a nurturing guard-dog of a person. That was Cindy, her roommate, her best friend, the one who knew everything but never judged or left her side.

With a bit of hesitance, Namjoon settled himself on the living room couch. And while Cindy moved into the kitchen to get everyone something to eat, (Y/N) was left alone with him. 

“That’s twice in a day.”

Namjoon laughed at her words, amusement dancing in his eyes and she was glad that she kept her tone as light as possible.

“Why? You aren’t pleased?”

“Oh no, of course, I am, just a bit embarrassed, you had to carry this bag all the way to my apartment.”

“Oh come on, no big deal. It would have been only seconds had the elevator been working. We coincidentally share the same apartment building.”

“Oh, what a surprise.” (Y/N) blinked, still processing the fact. What a Sunday morning to begin with.

“So, you are a student? Or professional?”

“I am a student, studying folklore and legends.”

“Aha, folkloristics that’s new.” Namjoon beamed “I mean, I have never known anyone who has this course. A branch of anthropology I suppose.”

“Yes, it is. And trust me, not all are castles in the air.” she felt a little more at ease with his interest in her course.

“I do believe in the pieces of evidence, trust me, I have never thought all of them to be only legends. There is always some truth behind every legend you know.”

“Yes, and that was what made me so deeply invested in the study, you see, I wanted to have a deeper study. There has to be some scientific explanation behind such bizarre tales.”

“ Not all of them could be science. Do you believe in legends?”

Namjoon tilted his head slightly, one side of his head remained dimmed while the other was exposed to the sunlight filtering in through the opened blinds. 

He looked almost unreal, especially with his eyes under the sunlight- his chocolate orbs were lightened and enhanced, and his smooth cinnamon skin seemed like molten hot chocolate. There was something so irresistibly magnetic about him, something about the aura, his eyes, the way he carried himself, it made her want to take a step back, especially when he was not smiling and just gazing at her. His eyes were inviting and—

“Hot coffee everyone, and some fried eggs and bacon strips. Hope that’s okay.” (Y/N) was partially thankful for Cindy’s intervention. 

Namjoon’s gaze remained fixed on her before moving to Cindy’s figure and his lips stretched into one of his inviting smiles.

“That is so much more than enough, please sit down, I have already given you enough trouble.”

“No way! It was you who had to take so much trouble, carrying such a heavy bag all the way up. This is the least we could do, please dig in.” Cindy’s friendly smile appeared as she took a seat beside (Y/N).

“So, Namjoon, what do you do?” Cindy questioned

“I am a teacher at Edward’s.”

“Oh, the boarding school, that’s at the outskirts of the city, you must have to drive long.”

“Yes, that can be a problem, but my colleague has no issues driving so, it’s not. Not yet at least”

“You live with your colleague?” it was (Y/N) this time.

“Yes, there were not enough teachers’ residences and quite a few of us had to find some other place.”

“But isn’t it a bit too far away?”

Namjoon just shrugged “That was the only issue we found- this place is quite ideal I must say, especially the park outside the complex, don’t you think so?” 

Even though his eyes were on Cindy, (Y/N) felt that the question was somehow directed at her. But she chose to keep silent and just smile and nod.

The park was beautiful, but the boscage covering most of it could never seem appealing to her. It would always remind her of the day when—

“I must leave now, we just shifted and there is so much to do with setting up the home, besides, you both must be tired of the week’s toil, I already took up so much of your time.”

“That is not true,” Cindy reassured.

“Yes, far from it, please let us know if you guys need anything.” (Y/N) added.

Namjoon smiled at her and nodded “Sure, I live two floors below, flat number 8. Thank you for the breakfast again, it was delicious.”

“Yes, Cindy loves to cook, she is great at it.” (Y/N) stated.

“No question on that. Okay now, I should get going, see you.”

“Okay, see you.” Cindy chirped while he made his way out of their apartment.

“What do you think of him?” (Y/N)’s roommate had been curiously friendly with the new neighbour

(Y/N) only shrugged at the question. Namjoon was nice, polite, gentlemanly, well-mannered, there was nothing she could really pinpoint. 

“I’m not hungry anymore, you?” diverting the topic seemed to be better for her, she did not wish to linger on him for too long.

“No, neither am I. Movie?” Cindy offered.

“No you can watch, I'm tired, Cindy.”

Cindy nodded understandingly “That’s alright, just take some rest, okay? Try not to stress.”

(Y/N) could only nod half-heartedly.

--++--

She was in the woods, it was warm though, sunlight filtering in and warm. (Y/N) could feel the sunlight touching her skin- her bare skin. But she was not cold, far from it.

More than half of her body was dipped in a hot spring, she sighed and released a puff of loud from her mouth. Looking down, she realised that water was up till her shoulders.

There was movement in the otherwise peaceful spring, there were birds chirping, she had spotted a rabbit, a squirrel, but it was not her alone in the place anymore. There was rippling on the surface and it was not long before she felt another body pressed to hers.

So close, too close.

--–++---

(Y/N) peeled her eyes open. The bedroom was darkened with pulled curtains and shut blinds, but she could still see the afternoon sun glaring outside through the thin gaps. It was a strange dream, but still better than the nightmares that snatched her peace away.

Getting off the bed, she rubbed her eyes. Cindy had already prepared breakfast, she should work on lunch. Dragging herself to the kitchen, she took out the ingredients and began to prepare lunch.

But her mind somehow drifted to the earlier conversation she had with Namjoon. He was a friendly man, for sure. But enigmatic, she realised that even though he had talked for long enough, she and Cindy barely knew anything about him. Not even the name of his roommate.

A strange shiver rose to her spine, but she shrugged it off and focused on preparing lunch. It had been tiring for her lately. The nightmares returned soon after her twenty-first birthday and (Y/N) did not know how to stop it. She straightened up at the thought.

Or maybe, maybe all she needed to do was to get to the roots.

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The first chapter of the fic. Please let me know what you think, and what are your theories.

omg😭😭😭😭😭

AAAAAAi dont think im ready,,, I CRIED SO HARD ALREADY😭😔

i cant believe were so close to the end of the story, this has been a journey for me :)) and thats all thanks to your writing, so thank you :D

i cant wait to read it tomorrow🙏🙏💞

gonna go cry because i just finished the last sentence of TBAH

wooow such a cool concept OMGGGG

and its written so well too

im not rlly sure i understand their (readers nd the boys) soul flame conncetion tho? she cant feel the emotions? but she can understand them, yet, cant read their thoughts?

is it because reader hasnt rlly accepted the soul flame yet?

i hope we get to see more of mel as well :D

Set My Soul On Fire [ 1 ] | 18+

Summary: The chances of meeting your soul flame were almost one in a eight billion, the only way of knowing you were a match? You had to happen to be in close proximity of each other, so how were you ever to find your one true flame when they possibly lived halfway around the globe. When you find out you matched with not one but four members from the biggest boy band in the world, you weren’t sure if you were incredibly lucky or headed for devastating heartbreak, but you were willing to find out.

Rating: 18+

Genre: idol!au, smut, angst, fluff

Pairings: Jungkook x Reader, Taehyung x Reader, Jimin x Reader, Namjoon x Reader

Status: Ongoing

Word Count: 6.7k+

Warnings: Explicit language, dom!jungkook, dom!jimin, dom!taehyung, dom!namjoon, sub!reader, smut, depictions of violence, possessiveness, polyamory, mentions of blood, anxiety, insecurities, trauma, jealousy, sexual tension. 

Author’s Note: More warnings to be added in later chapters. This is my first fanfic I’m sharing with the public, so please be kind. I’m working on becoming a better writer, for now sometimes this might seem like a jumbled mess, but practice makes perfect! Hopefully I can at least convey the stories I want in the best way I can. This is all fictional. 

Soul Flame | noun

A being with which you share a bond that cannot be broken.

A being who can feel their mates feelings and thoughts.

Soul Flames came into existence shortly after I had entered middle school, I can still remember the news reports blasting across every channel. You couldn’t turn on the television, radio or even walk down the street without being bombarded by the news. 

“Real or Fake?! First existence of soul mates discovered in Europe!”

“New phenomenon discovered, scientists have named Soul Flames!”

Soul Flames were people you instinctually bonded with, but the catch was only one person would be able to feel their soul flame initially, and only when they were within a short distance of each other. Scientists were still trying to figure out why only one person in the bond would be able to feel what the other person was feeling upon first meeting. Once the bond was complete with your soul flame the other bond would be able to feel their thoughts and feelings. The term Soul Flame came from what happened open mating, I guess each bond had a unique “flame” when they mated, the soul flames had described it as a colorful aura that enveloped them and created a feeling, which of course, couldn’t be described by anyone other than the bonded as it wasn’t visible to the naked eye. This in itself made the idea of soul flames a lot for people to believe in, seeing is believing after all.

Everyone went a little crazy after the first announcement, running around getting as close to anyone they found remotely attractive to see if a bond would appear. After the first month though was when things really started to turn sideways. Without having any visible way of telling who was truly your soul flame, people started using this to their own advantage. Lying about being someone’s soul flame to get them to sleep with them, steal from them or worse. As quickly as a year from announcing the first bonded pair, the term Soul Flame had become synonymous with ghosts and Bigfoot, something the government would rather sweep under the rug then acknowledge.

When you had to be in such a short distance of your soul flame to even find one, how in the 8 million people in the world would you ever meet such a person, if they even existed?

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Why do people stop commenting on fics if they’re more than a week or two old? Please comment on old fics. Tell me you like my one shot from 2014. Tell me you like my old multi-chap I finished in 2016 that I spent a year writing. I will be fucking thrilled.

this is so fucking good😭😭😭

th3 confidence with the black lineart!!!!!! and the red just adds sm to the whole feel of it

and the expressions???!?!?!?

i would put this on my hallway, framed

starting live: 레스기!

oh my god

i go check tumblr right begore bed

AND I SEE CHAPTER 10 OMGGGG

everything is so descriptive and clear from the first svene with taehyung, thinking that he was going ro die. to also the sweetest and most domestic scene of taehyung finding comfort from looking at the way jungkook was holding his hand. JUST

:(((

THEYRE SO WARM AND COMFORTABLE WITH ONE ANOTHER, and jungkook playing witb taes tail broke me :((( poor thing

i very much melted when yoongi just, planted his face on jins chest, lol that had to be ny fav part. AND I LOVED HOSEOK being the first person to kind of welcome them in to their home. hes the perfect comfort person for that :(( (esp in this series)

and of course we love to see namjoon and mc having some of their own time tghtr 🙈💞

this was truly a great chapter, and now, i can go to bed and dream about this fic LOL

all the love😭💕

Daddy’s Money pt 10

Pairing: OT7 Hybrid!BTS x [F]Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Comfort, Comedy, Action, Mafia AU

Warning: Hybrid abuse, Arguing, Hybrids being treated like animals, mentions of hybrids being put down

White. White and bright. The smell of sanitiser stung his nose. What was the use of all of this really? To hope for another day of uncertain safety? The workers on white and grey scrubs held the metal bars connected to his uncomfortable leather collar as they walked on either side of him. His eyes were almost closed and his feet barely lifted from the ground as he walked. What was the point anyway? Taehyung knew he was going to die. Be one of the many bodies in a plastic bag left out back of the shelter in the alleyway until someone came to collect the small pile built on bones.

The hallway was so bright yet his vision was too blurry to notice, too lifeless to care. Even as they turned the last corner and he noticed the bright red at the end of the hallway, contrasting against the white, he didn’t care. Not when chances of survival were close to a definitive 0%. His striped tail almost brushed the floor as he let it hang completely. There was no use in showing his emotions. No one would care.

“-save him.” A faint voice lit a glimmer of hope in Taehyung’s eyes. The soft and frightened voice travelled to his ears and nestled deeply into his heart. His heartbeat picked up as he tried to turn his ears this way and that to try and catch the voice again.

The buzzing of the outside world was long gone to the furthest corner of the shelter. That voice was inside. What was he doing here? Get away! Run!

But Taehyung couldn’t get to the voice, he was too far away. He started struggling against the metal bars in the workers’ hands as he tried to turn around.

“Hey!” One of the workers jerked the metal, sending the tiger hybrid tumbling to the floor with a growl. The sound of footsteps filled his head with pain as he turned in on himself to hide from the anger of the workers.

“Wait!” A pair of feet moved quickly towards him. “I’ll take him!” The mixed scents of familiar and unfamiliar filled his sensitive nose.

“I’ll take him,” The stranger’s voice repeated.

The workers looked nervously at each other. They slowly let the hybrid go as he slumped down to the floor in their grasp.

“You can leave.” The statement left no room for argument and the two workers left them alone at the end of the hallway.

Taehyung let out a shuddered breath as Jungkook’s arms engulfed him. The strange woman handed her handbag over to the large Wolf hybrid before sinking to her knees in front of them.

“Hi.” She said carefully as she bowed her head to try and see his face. “It’s okay. We’re not going to hurt you.” She held out her hand. “I’ll take you with me home. How does that sound?” She tried to smile. She waited patiently for him to look up at her.

“You’re Taehyung, right?” She extended her hand slightly, showing him her open palm. He nodded against Jungkooks shoulder as he perked up at her through his white bangs.

“It’s a pretty name.” She said with a smile, shocking the tiger hybrid slightly.

“What do you think, Namjoon?” (Y/N) turned to look at the canine hybrid. He turned from looking down the other way with a slightly confused look before remembering what he was doing. She giggled quietly at catching him guarding her back once again.

“It’s okay, Namjoon, easy.” She reached her other hand out for him to take, and brought him closer. “Let’s go home.” She declared.

Namjoon bounced his leg restlessly where he sat on the stiff couch in the waiting room. His ears flickered at every little sound nervously. He could hear (Y/N) talking to the receptionist around the corner and the tiger hybrid, Taehyung nervous fiddling, probably as he held Jungkook’s hand.

He practically shot out of his seat when he heard them walking back to the waiting room.

“Namjoon? Calm down.” (Y/N) smiled reassuringly, rubbing her hand up and down his arm. He nodded and took a breath. “Let’s sit. There checking the paperwork.” She brought the other two hybrids to sit on the uncomfortable couch. Sitting in between Namjoon and Jungkook, she rubbed up and down the wolf hybrid’s thigh as he kept looking around at every little sound. Taehyung was curled up against Jungkook’s side.

“Miss (Y/N)?” A worker came into the waiting room with a stack of paper in her hand.

“Yes?” (Y/N) stood up but had to place a hand on Namjoon’s shoulder to stop him from rising too.

“We need one more signature and then you’re welcome to pay. Then they’re all yours.” Her smile was sickly sweet to match her sickly sweet words. It made (Y/N)’s skin crawl but she just followed the worker back to the receptionist’s desk.

“Thank you.” (Y/N) said quietly as Namjoon handed back her handbag to her. The four of them walked closely together to keep from getting lost in the thickening lunch rush of people.

“I can’t believe it took so long.” She mumbled as she checked the time. “At least we can go home now- oh right, Jinnie asked if we would be able to buy some stuff.” None of them was in the city that often because of the risk but some things had been out of stock when they went grocery shopping last time. (Y/N) glanced back at the two hybrids walking behind them, holding hands.

“Is it okay if I just run to the store?” Jungkook seemed to think for a moment before nodding, tugging at Taehyung’s hand before they all started walking again. The tiger hybrid kept his head down as he focused on the comforting feeling of Jungkook’s hand holding his. It was strange. How he was so sure he would be dead by now. His body was still shaking slightly as he followed these strangers. Jungkook had told him how they saved him yesterday and about all the other hybrids waiting for them “at home”. He was scared it was all in Jungkook’s head. The youngest tended to see everything around him with rose-coloured glasses on, he just didn’t want him to be hurt again.

“You can wait out here.” (Y/N) said as she handed the adoption papers to Namjoon as he herded the younger hybrids to stand closer to the brick wall outside the small store.

“I’m sure I’ll only be a couple of minutes.” She patted Namjoon’s bicep before hurrying inside with a steady grip on the shoulder strap of her bag.

The shop was small and fairly empty but it seemed like it had a decent amount of different things. (Y/N) didn’t even bother to grab a basked as she headed straight for the few ingredients Seokjin had asked for.

“Hello, sweetie.” An elderly man greeted her behind the counter as she put the wares down.

“Is that all?”

“I’ll have a first aid kit and a large pack of hybrid heat suppressants too please.” She said as she noticed the small apothecary assortment locked in a glass box behind the man.

“Of course.” She tried not to tap her foot against the floor as the elderly man moved slowly. “How many hybrids do you have?” The man asked innocently as he finally grabbed the right things.

“A few.” She answered vaguely as she was finally able to pay. The elderly man just chuckled as he helped her pack the things into a bag.

“Thank you.” She said as she took the bag and hurried outside.

She turned to the left just outside the sliding doors, expecting to see Namjoon’s large figure but the three hybrids were nowhere in sight.

“Namjoon?!” She almost dropped the bag ask she looked around in panic. She stopped a few by-passers asking if they had seen a large wolf hybrid but no one seemed to know anything. She hurriedly turned into an alley before the risk of anyone recognising her became too great. A rustle behind her caused her skin to crawl as she slowly turned around. Relief washed over her as she noticed a striped tail peek out from behind a pile of boxes.

“Taehyung?” She called as she quietly snuck forward. A small whimper came in an answer as she looked around the corner and saw Taehyung clutching a bundle of papers against his chest- the adoption papers she noticed as she caught sight of the shelter’s logo.

“Taehyung.” She sighed in relief as she knelt next to him. His ears were pinned into his slightly curly hair as tears were streaming down his round cheeks.

“What happened?” She asked as she extended her hand to him. He whimpered again before taking her hand and crawling forward.

“Kookie wanted to look at something up ahead so we walked over there but I lost them somehow.

“At least Joon gave you your papers in case you got lost.” She smiled fondly. “Come on, show me what Kookie wanted to look at.” They stood up just as hurried footsteps rounded the corner. Namjoon stood panting at the entrance of the alley with Jungkook right behind him.

“I couldn’t smell him anymore.” Namjoon’s ears flattened against his head as the two walked up to him.

“I’m so sorry, Taehyung.” The tiger hybrid just shook his head dismissively as (Y/N) gave the wolf hybrid a teasing tug at the leather collar around his neck.

“Everything worked out in the end. Now let’s get home and stop beating ourselves up. Okay?” The three boys agreed before falling silent.

“Finally!” Seokjin called with a slightly annoyed tone. “We’ve been worried sick over here while you were running around the city.” He grabbed (Y/N) and Namjoon around the shoulders with one last sigh as he hugged them. (Y/N) let out an unsteady sight.

“Woah, did something happen? You’re shaking.” Seokjin pulled away to turn his full focus on her. She closed her eyes for a moment.

“We might have given her a slight heart attack.” Namjoon chuckled sheepishly as his ears turned down at the eldest glare.

“I’m fine. I just need some food and a good nap.” She smiled at Seokjin. The feline nodded as he eagerly pulled her to sit down in one of the unsteady camping chairs.

“But-“

“No buts, Joon watch her while I make food,” Seokjin said as he pointed at her. The wolf chuckled as he made his way over.

Jungkook stood with Taehyung’s hand in his in a tight grip as he watched them fuss over the human.

“See? They’re all really nice.” He whispered to the tiger hybrid as he nudged his side with his elbow.

“Jungkookie!” Hoseok called excitedly as he came from the lake with a bucket. Taehyung shrunk back behind the bunny hybrid as he came closer after putting the bucket down. Hoseok’s ears pressed into his hair as he slowed his movement.

“Come on, help me with the fish.” He nodded to the bucket as his tail wagged behind him. Taehyung glanced at Jungkook before he was tugged over to join the others by the firepit. He was grateful they didn’t seem like they were too interested in pushing him.

Namjoon was sitting on the ground by (Y/N) feet with his head heavy in her lap as she scratched between his ears as his slightly bushy tail sweeper up dust behind him. (Y/N) had her head back against the side of the trailer with her eyes closed again, relishing in the feeling of Namjoon’s happy grumbling sounds against her thigh.

Taehyung studied them for a moment after the three of them sat down in a half-circle on the other side of the stone ring.

“Are they back?” Yoongi came up behind Seokjin in the small kitchen while rubbing his eyes tiredly.

“Hello, sleeping beauty.” Seokjin smiled over his shoulder as the panther hybrid started rubbing his cheek in between the older’s shoulder blades while giving a satisfied rumble deep in his chest.

“Yeah, they managed to save Jungkook’s friend. But apparently, they startled (Y/N) a bit. I made Namjoon watch her to make sure she’s resting.” Seokjin turned around and wrapped his arms around Yoongi’s neck as the younger wrapped his arms around his slim waist in return. Seokjin leaned his head down into his neck in a light scenting gesture as his uneven purring started.

“What are you making?” Yoongi tried to stay focused but quickly melted against the other’s chest as he scented him in return.

“Just something small. I looked up food that’s light on the stomach for Jungkook. He seems to be a bit malnourished, same with Taehyung.” And true to his words, (Y/N)’s laptop sat open on the bar counter facing the couch. Yoongi hummed before he turned and planted his face into Seokjin’s chest vibrating as he laughed at the gesture.

“Jinnie?” (Y/N) called from outside, effectively breaking the two feline hybrids from their embrace as they headed outside. Her eyes were still closed but Namjoon had moved in between her legs to place more of his upper body in her lap as she fiddled with the short hair on his neck.

“Yes, darling?” He said in a jokingly sweet voice, watching her chuckle as she cracked an eye open at them.

“Hi Yoon, were you napping?” Said hybrid hummed in response. “Jinnie when is that food getting here?” She whined.

“Ya!” He pointed a threatening finger at her audacity. “Calm down. It’s ready any moment.” He failed to notice how Taehyung flinched slightly.

After the giggles that followed had died down, (Y/N) was quick to fall back asleep as Taehyung and Jungkook helped- or rather, watched as Hoseok cut and rinsed the fish he had caught in the lake. The two youngest sat huddled together as Jungkook played with the damaged fur of Taehyung’s tail. It was a kind of quiet the two hadn’t known in years, the birds and even the occasional mosquito was more than welcome. It was the opposite for the pack; the quiet was too quiet and every twitch of a branch could be their pursuers. But they didn’t bring it up when Jungkook mentioned the calm. They all just hoped nothing would happen in the nearest future.

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