Sheltered: Chapter 7

Sheltered: Chapter 7

The hybrids run amuck at the grocery store and the girls are forced to tame them despite their insatiable appetites. How will they handle their headstrong doberman when he already bit more than he can chew?

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{Main Pairings:} Jeon Jungkook/Original Female Character, Choi Soobin/Original Female Character, Kim Taehyung/Original Female Character(s)

{Rating:} 18+

{Genre:} Alternate Universe - Hybrids

{Summary:} Realization finally dawned on Lily, knowing she now had the responsibility of three hybrids rather than three dogs. Her eyes grew wide while her eyebrows rose up in wonder before she turned her attention to her sister. The shocked expression of Rose had her smile sheepishly. “Well, at least we don’t have to name them.”

{Warnings:} Mild Angst, Mature Language, Referenced Abuse, Power Dynamics, Raw Meat, Blood

{Taglist:} @chimsworldsstuff

After struggling to make a decent meal with the scarce amount of food in their house, the girls decided they needed to make another grocery trip. The family of five shuffled into the store and the hybrids inhaled the mixture of scents wafting from the different departments, which pulled Soobin and Jungkook to follow the delicious aromas. Lily reached out to grab Taehyun’s hand, keeping him next to her. “Stay with me.” She demanded gently as she brushed his hair affectionately with her hand when he fell into step with her, obediently listening to her command. 

 “Where are you going?” Rose groaned as she followed the direction of Soobin, who ran over to the bakery section. Lily stuck to their routine as she checked off items from the list while Rose caught sight of Soobin pressing his nose against a package of fresh donuts. He licked his lips from the scent of sugar that overwhelmed his nostrils, his mouth salivating for a taste. 

 “Soobin!” He whipped his head, frowning as Rose approached him with mild aggravation etched over her features. She exhaled a deep breath as she looked at him sternly, “You can’t just run off like that.” She held her hand out, palm up, and used a ‘come here’ gesture so that he would place the box in her hand. 

 He gave them to her, watching as she tucked the package against her hip. “Sorry.” He whispered as he looked at her with his large sad eyes and full pouty lips. 

 She softened, realizing that he was only drawn to the smells, and they never encountered a grocery store. “It’s okay. Just go find Lily and stay with her. I have to find JK.”

 His expression brightened as he sniffed the air to catch the familiar scent of coconut and bergamot. Rose chuckled as he dashed to follow the trail of her sister’s essence, still adjusting to the mannerisms of the three hybrids. Once she was gone, her shoulders slumped in defeat as she mustered up the motivation to find Jungkook. She only hoped he was acting as civilized as Soobin but cringed when she imagined that he most likely wasn’t. 

 Meanwhile, Jungkook was in the meat department, poking at the packages as he examined the raw steak. He picked up a package of beef, scowling in distaste of the thin plastic wrapped around the delicious substance. He negligently dropped it from his hands, ignoring the mess as it missed the lip of the cooler and hit the floor. He continued until he approached the glass case that displayed a variety of fresh cuts. 

He pressed his hands and face to the glass, observing the delicious morsels laid before him. His breath fogged the glass as the butcher came up from the other side of the clear case. “Can I help you?”

Jungkook lifted his head, evaluating the situation on how to answer the man. His eyes flickered back to the meat, inhaling the scent once more. “I want that one.” He pressed his finger against the glass in the direction of a tenderloin sliced for steaks. 

The butcher complied with the request, reaching into the case with his gloved hand and bringing it up over the counter to show to Jungkook. “Is this the cut you want?”

Jungkook didn’t respond, but instead, snatched the meat from his palm before shoving the piece of flesh into his mouth. The butcher was startled, “Hey! You have to pay for that!” The man gulped as Jungkook brought his eyes up to meet his gaze and felt uneasy by the snarl of his lips wrapped over the raw steak.  Jungkook ripped his teeth from the beef, chewing insistently before turning to walk away. “Hey!” He heard behind him as the butcher hollered after him, but he ignored it and turned the corner as he moved into the dairy section of the store. 

“JK!” He looked up from his morsel to find Rose barreling towards him with a vivid sense of annoyance pouring from her tense muscles. She noticed the raw meat locked within his jaw and recoiled as a small trail of blood rolled down his chin. “That’s disgusting. Where’d you even get that?” He quickly shoved the rest into his mouth when she went to grab it from him, his cheeks full as he struggled to chew the amount of beef in his mouth. “Ew, really?”

He gulped down the food, moving around the irritable brunette to push through the swinging stockroom doors to get away from her annoying shrill. She yelled out to him again, following him into the backroom and when he didn’t stop, she reached out to grab him any way that she could. Within her grasp, she could extend to grip the neckband of his shirt with desperation.

The tug around his neck triggered a traumatic memory of the harsh treatment he and his brothers endured back at the shelter from all the times the staff would drag them around by the collars clasped around their necks. Sometimes the force would be so tremendous that red marks would wrap around their throats. Jungkook bristled as the material of his shirt dug across the front of his neck and whipped around to growl at Rose. 

He quickly snatched her hand with his own, squeezing her wrist as he pressed her backward until she was trapped between himself and a tower of boxes. Rose didn’t realize the mistake she made, but she was too caught up in controlling his infuriating behavior to correct herself. They glared into each other’s eyes, Jungkook flashing her his sharp canines in dominance. “Don’t touch me.” The words rumbled from his throat like distant thunder, but Rose didn’t heed the warnings as the storm rolled in.

“Then listen.” She hissed back, her features just as intense as she tried to pull her hand out from his tight grip. 

Jungkook was hunched uncomfortably as he caged her underneath his body, hovering centimeters from her face. The hairs on the back of his neck were bristled with attention as his body tensed up for a fight. “I don’t listen to humans.” In his blind rage, he knew that wasn’t completely true, but he wasn’t about to let this woman who thought so little of him have the upper hand. His body struggled to decide whether he wanted to attack her or mount her so that she understood he would never submit.

 “Rose! JK!” The sound of Lily’s voice just beyond the stockroom doors gave Rose the opportunity to rip her hand from Jungkook’s and push him.

 Jungkook stumbled back only slightly, and Rose advanced towards him with a sharp glare that stabbed through his dark irises. “If you won’t listen then get out of my house.” She was livid and tired of his attitude. She didn’t want to fight with him every day just for him to act halfway decent. She noticed a look flash across his face before his rigid glare returned, thrown off by seeing him with anything but a scowl on his lips. 

 Jungkook’s chest rose rapidly as he battled with himself from escalating the situation. He knew he should have been grateful for the home he was provided by Lily and Rose, but he struggled with the power dynamics as he was tired of the way his kind was treated. He heard Lily call out for them again and huffed as he turned to leave the stockroom, running away from the issue with Rose until he had a better handle on his emotions. 

 Rose blinked when he walked away from her, following after him and pausing in surprise to see him standing calmly next to Lily.  His scowl was exceedingly more relaxed as their eyes met and she was pissed. “Soobin, Taehyun, do you want to get a special treat?” She asked, letting her face melt into a smile as she looked towards the other two hybrids. Their heads perked up at the mention of a treat and brushed past Lily to surround Rose. “You deal with that one.” She waved her hand at Jungkook as she addressed her sister, striding away with the behaved hybrids.

 Lily recognized the spiteful attitude of her sister and glanced at Jungkook from the corner of her eye. “What did you do?”

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Later that evening, silence seemed to plague the group since their return from the grocery store. Their practically empty fridge had been restocked to the brim with snacks and items for the next weeks' worth of meals, their trip to the grocery store proving to have been somewhat successful. 

Dinner passed by slowly, the five sitting at the table while surrounded by the uncomfortable silence caused by the building tension between Jungkook and Rose. Despite Lily’s attempts to converse with the boys and her sister, the scolding glares exchanged across the table only added to the unease surrounding the group. Luckily Taehyun and Soobin lightened the mood, cracking Rose’s facade as she couldn’t help but smile at the endearing younger hybrids. 

That evening the group settled in the living room to watch another movie, Rose and Jungkook purposefully sitting on opposite ends of their large sectional to avoid each other. Soobin took full advantage to sit close to Lily, as he watched Jungkook comfortably spread out against the corner piece of the sofa. Jungkook and Rose eventually began interacting with the group, making sure to avoid each other as much as possible as the five exchanged laughs and conversations relating to the comedy film filling their TV screen.

As the night progressed, Rose excused herself to go shower away the frustrations of the day as she allowed the water to cascade down her skin. The warmth was soothing, aiding in relaxing her tensed muscles as her mind became plagued with the thought of Jungkook pressing her up against the boxes in the storage room. Her thoughts danced around the predatory vision of Jungkook’s stare, recalling how his eyes seemed to have her pinned in place more than the physicality of his arms.

She felt her body run hot, unsure if it was caused by the frustration of his invasion or the mere fact that he was a handsome man, and despite how much she convinced herself that she hated him, part of her enjoyed the close contact. 

Rose groaned as she hopelessly abandoned her thoughts, recalling that Jungkook had slept her in bed every night since his arrival while Lily’s bed had already been claimed by the others. Maybe the close contact would help alleviate some of the tension from before. Rose wishfully hoped he’d apologize for acting so rash and aggressive. 

As she made her way towards her room, she couldn’t help but recall his words. She scrunched her eyebrows together, flabbergasted by how intent he’d seemed. What did he mean he doesn’t listen to humans? He’d been listening to Lily since he arrived, so why couldn't he listen to her just the same? 

“Taehyun, just go. I’m not sleeping in there.” Jungkook’s voice echoed in the hallway, his harsh tone claiming dominance over the younger hybrid as he stubbornly commanded him to switch sleeping arrangements with him. Taehyun enjoyed Rose, not understanding why Jungkook was so opposed to wanting to please her the way he did. Taehyun considered both girls his owners and respected them the same. While Rose had been a little more apprehensive about taking in hybrids, Soobin and Taehyun managed to warm her up to the idea and enjoyed her company. 

“Fine, but good luck with Soobin. He takes up most of the bed.” Taehyun shifted off of Lily’s bed as he caught a glimpse of Rose peeking in through the doorway. 

Her face seemed stunned, placing her hands on her hips as her eyes shot past Taehyun to find Jungkook’s. She was perplexed by the exchange she overheard. They’ve argued constantly since his arrival yet now of all times he was complaining about having to sleep in the same bed as her?  “Seriously? You’re gonna make Tae move just because you’re being an ass?” Jungkook simply ignored her as he sprawled himself out onto Lily’s empty bed. 

Rose’s eyes shifted over towards Taehyun who seemed nervous, his expression filled with worry as she softened her eyes. “Hey, I’m excited! You’ve been so awesome since you got here, Tae. You deserve more bed space anyways!” She beamed glancing sideways to see if she’d extract a reaction from Jungkook. Taehyun's demeanor brightened as he entertained a large space to spread out, knowing Rose’s bed was known for its feather duvet and plush mattress topper. “Plus, you can get all of the scratches and cuddles you’d like!”

Rose watched as Taehyun’s eyes widened at her words, feeling as if he’d won the lottery in the situation. “Really?” He beamed, practically sprinting to her room once watching her smile confirm her statement. Jungkook glared up at her, feeling the jealousy bubble in his chest as he imagined Taehyun cuddled up to her in bed receiving all of the head scratches he had never been offered. 

“You don’t like anything touching you when you sleep.” Jungkook protested, snarling back at her as he watched her arms move to cross against her chest. 

“False. I don’t like YOU touching me when I sleep.” She corrected before spinning on her heel to join Taehyun. “I adore Taehyun.” She added an additional sting before she left the room. 

She wasn’t lying, she did adore Taehyun and Soobin. Despite how long it had taken her to get used to them joining their small family of two, she grew to love their presence and missed their energy whenever they weren’t around. She’d also grown accustomed to Jungkook’s warmth and bulky doberman form as he slept on the opposite side of her bed, knowing a part of her would miss him during the night, despite how annoying she found him. 

As the house settled for the evening, Soobin escaped the shower of Lily’s bedroom to find her cuddled on the right side of her bed while a doberman rested in Soobin’s usual spot beside Lily. He shifted into his husky form, growling slightly as an overwhelming feeling of possessiveness took over him. He hated seeing Jungkook so close to Lily, especially since he never typically slept in her bed. Taehyun was harmless, always having taken the spot at her feet to leave Soobin with the closest to the older brunette. 

He pounced up atop Lily, wedging himself directly between Jungkook and Lily’s bodies. As he attempted to make himself comfortable, he heard a groan escape Lily’s lips and a slight growl of annoyance radiate from Jungkook. Soobin was quick to vocalize back, making it very clear to Jungkook that Lily was his and he would be the one closest to her. 

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Happy New Year!! Crazy to think it’s already been a year since I wrote my first JK one shot! ❤️ Hope 2024 brings everyone the best!

Confessions & Confetti: Jungkook one shot

Just a nice little slice of Jungkook to help celebrate New Year's Eve. I decided to write this last minute but wanted to share it with you before the new year. I might have also sprinkled in some good smut just for the occasion! Hope you enjoy it! ☺️

{Main Pairings:} Jeon Jungkook x Female Reader

{Rating:} 18+

{Word Count:} 7,500 Words

{Genre:} Friends to lovers + New Years Smut

{Summary:} After a year of countless car repairs, a nasty breakup, and a change in careers, you hope a night out with your best friends Will be the perfect remedy to start the new year. You weren’t expecting to end up in bed with your best friend that you’ve secretly had a crush on all this time.

{Warnings:} New Year's Kiss, Smut, Sexual Content, Language, Oral, Fingering, Exhibition, Alcohol, Degradation, Friends to Lovers, Fluff

Your eyes glance over the reflection peering back at you through your hotel mirror, observing the way your makeup compliments your flushed complexion, grateful for the added sparkle that seems to perfectly tie together the smokey eye adorning your features. You grin in satisfaction, eager to head out and spend the evening with your best friends in hopes of ridding yourself of this past year's hardships as you ring in the new year.

You take a few steps back, smoothing your palms over the sequin pencil skirt that hugs your hips deliciously, flaunting your legs beneath the black and silver swirls of sparkles radiating from the fabric. You cross a leg in front of the other, meticulously observing your outline in the mirror as you analyze your appearance, debating if you’re showing too much skin, or not enough. A simple black turtleneck sweater adorns your torso, allowing your skirt to be the center of attention as you push off your tiptoes to better view the edge of your outfit flirting with the middle of your thighs. You hum happily, thoroughly satisfied with your selection as you press your hands onto the counter of the vanity to double-check your hairstyle and jewelry selection.

“Perfect.” You murmur under your breath as you pull the cord of your styling tools from the wall outlet, closing the bathroom light as you head towards the king-sized bed of your hotel suite. After a year filled with multiple car troubles, a nasty breakup, and a change in careers, this trip out to the city was the perfect remedy to end your year on a high note. You sigh contently as you take in the sights of the towering city skyline, the lights of various buildings reflecting off of the glass of your hotel windows as the deep amber hues of the sunset create a stunning backlight to the cityscape.

You sit down on the edge of the bed, reaching over to retrieve a pair of velvety soft thigh-high black boots, quickly sliding them on and pulling the zipper as your eyes settle on the alarm clock on one of the bedside tables, realizing that you are running a few minutes behind. “Shit.” You mumble as you tug on the opposite boot, standing up to retrieve a faux fur vest that was draped on a sofa armchair at the far corner of the suite. You quickly tug it over your shoulders, thankful for the warmth as you grab a small matching clutch to complete your ensemble.

You slap your hand down on the tv stand over your hotel key, sliding it from the surface as you quickly shuffle towards the door, adjusting to the sudden sensation of heels beneath your feet. It doesn’t take long for you to hear the door click shut behind you, strutting down towards the hotel elevators, hoping you didn’t keep your friends waiting too long.

As you reach the elevator lobby, the pad of your finger finds the call button as you anxiously press it a few times for good measure, clicking open your clutch to tuck away the plastic keycard as a low chime indicates the elevator's arrival. You flip your hair back as you fasten your clutch, peering up to see the elevator doors open to reveal an ever-familiar man standing just beyond the doors.

You feel your jaw unhinge as you see one of your best friends, Jeon Jungkook, leaning against the elevator's back wall as his fingers type away at the LED screen of his smartphone. You can’t help but gawk at his appearance, stunned to find his usual baggy clothing was replaced with a pair of black cargo pants, a golden belt buckle cinching in his waist as you drool over the form of his body. He’s wearing a textured muscle-cut top, small slivers of net-like material peaking through the overlaying fabric, allowing you to steal glimpses of his gorgeously tanned skin beneath.

The most extravagant article on his person was a collared bomber jacket with a black sequin pattern of its own beautifully tied together with a golden zipper to match his belt. He looks like a million bucks, from the gold chain wrapped around his neck down to the thick boots on his feet.

This was your best friend and the man you secretly crushed over for who knows how many years. You never imagined telling him about your sentiments, refusing to risk your friendship simply for a childish crush you couldn’t quite shake off. Ever since your break up earlier that year, It became increasingly more challenging for you to avoid your feelings for Jungkook. While you sat heartbrokenly, Jungkook was the first to come over and indulge in a pint full of mint chocolate chip ice cream with you. When your car repetitively breaks down, he’d spend countless hours working on your engine, continuously reviving the piece of junk you should consider trading in for a new car. He was always there to cheer you up and make you smile on your darkest days.

As you glance at him once again, you can’t help but feel selfish in wanting to ruin your friendship. Why is it that you’ve never seen him look this fucking good in the years you’ve known him? All of his hours at the gym were surely paying off as you admire his frame peaking from beneath the slightly more form-fitting attire. You love Jungkook. He was your closest friend and best confidant despite the feelings you desperately tried to fight off. Yet all of a sudden, your mind was flashing with sinful desires of you shamelessly indulging in Jungkook as you outwardly ogle him over.

You suck in a breath as his eyes peer up from his screen, long slivers of his dark tresses hanging loosely in his face as he rakes his eyes over your body, drinking in the sight of you until he realizes that he’s staring at his best friend. “Damn, Y/N. Who are you trying to impress?”

“Shut up, JK.” You instantly become defensive, tugging at the ends of your skirt as you shimmy into the elevator, feeling the heat from the sudden close contact. What the hell was wrong with you?

You narrow your eyes as you hear a chuckle escape his lips, watching his attention return to his phone screen. “So feisty.” He shakes his head in amusement, his slight curls hanging just above those bug eyes you’ve grown to love. “I swear, someone better put you in your place one day.” He teases, peering up at you with mischief dancing behind his pupils.

You offer him a false smile as you cross your arms in front of your chest, crossing your legs as you lean your side into the elevator. “Good luck with that.” You tut back at him, completely missing the challenging glare he shoots in your direction.

Your banter is interrupted by another chime echoing from the elevator, the metal doors sliding open to reveal an extravagantly decorated hotel lobby with a towering Christmas tree center to the atrium. The spruce was decorated with hints of gold and red, festive holiday music reverberating through the space as you and Jungkook venture out into the wide lobby.

“There they are!” You make out the familiar high-pitch voice of your friend Mira, shifting your gaze to find her practically skipping towards you with her gold sequin mini dress hugging the curves of her body. “The Uber is gonna be here any minute.” She confirms before turning back to Jimin who was also awaiting your arrival.

Jimin is always the most put-together of the group, sporting a pair of black trousers with a crisp white button-up with a few of the top buttons left open to expose just the right amount of flesh. His blonde locks were slicked back, painting him as the perfect picture of a well-dressed gentleman. “Took you two long enough.” He complains as he pulls you into his side for a hug, his excitement for the evening evident on the smile stretching across his lips.

“So where exactly are we going?” You ask curiously, watching as Jungkook shoves his hands into his pockets, suddenly quieter now that he’s around a larger group of individuals in a public setting.

“This new nightclub with a rooftop terrace. I managed to score us an entry with the perks of my new job.” Mira brags as she holds up a few passes hung onto lanyards, flashing the VIP badges given to her new status as a reporter with one of the most respectable agencies in the state.

You can’t help but smile at the thought of such a lavish evening out with friends, ready to sip on some bubbly and dance the night away into the new year. “Hell yeah! Mira, did I mention that I love you?” You beam as you wrap an arm around her shoulder, leading her toward the main entrance of the hotel to await your Uber.

“You may have mentioned it once or twice.” She responds, giggling alongside you as the men follow behind, rolling their eyes at the trouble waiting to happen from allowing you both into such a carefree environment.

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After a short ride through the city, your uber pulls up to one of the larger skyscrapers in the city as you peer up at the towering infrastructure before you. You quietly follow Mira’s lead as you stick back with Jungkook and Jimin, entering an elevator that brings you up to the thirty-first floor of the building. As the doors slid open, it reveals a dimly lit hallway decorated with fiber optic detailing, mimicking a night sky as you venture down to a nightclub labeled, The Sterling.

You take in the sights as a low methodical thumping of bass music echoes down the corridor, accompanied by the distant hum of chatter. The music continues to crescendo as you approach the doors leading into the club, watching as the room expands into a multilevel club filled with neon lights and the same fiber-optic detailing of the hallway.

“Hell yeah!” Jimin hollers from over your shoulder, turning to face him as a DJ spins remixes of today's top hits. The bass continues to pound through your eardrums as an usher guides you and your entourage through the crowds toward a VIP booth located in the far corner of the space. Neon blue and silver lights shimmer around a dark navy-colored velvet booth, creating the perfect crescent shape around a black table seemingly resembling a jagged crystal pattern. You waste no time as you slip into the booth, surprised by how luxurious the velvet of the seats feels beneath your palms as you guide yourself towards the back to allow the rest of the group a space to sit.

Jungkook is quick to follow beside you as Jimin and Mira take the edges, Jimin moving quickly to gesture over a waiter to place a round of shots for your table.

“Pretty kick ass hook up, Mira,” Jungkook admits as he leans back into the booth, letting his arm come up to rest alongside the back of the velvet seats. Mira swells with pride as she clicks her tongue dramatically, tossing her hair over her shoulder.

“Only the best for my crew.” She teases as she glances toward you, raising her eyebrows suggestively. “So, you two gonna dance tonight or sit on your asses as per usual?”

You peer towards Jungkook who also seems uncomfortable by the question, knowing you were both the type to sit and watch versus pulling attention to yourself. “We’ll see after a couple of rounds of alcohol.” You laugh jokingly, knowing once you have a few drinks in your system, you might get the courage to do just about anything.

Jungkook lets out a breathy chuckle as a waiter delivers a tray of glowing shot glasses, the frosted chill appearance of the cups making the liquid inside appear that much more intriguing.

“To a new year filled with nothing but good ass vibes.” Jimin is the first to grab a shot glass, holding it up as he declares his good wishes for the new year.

Jungkook is second to follow, clasping a glass as he raises it to meet Jimin’s in the air. “I second that.” You and Mira nod in agreement as you each grab your respective glass, bringing it up to clink together with the others as you bring it to your lips, throwing your head back to aid in downing the burn of the alcohol as it trickles down your throat. Your face scrunches from the sensation, wishing you had a chaser as you watch Jimin easily down the liquid as if it was water.

“That’s too smooth.” Jimin chuckles as he sets his empty shot glass back on the tray. “You guys down for another?” He beams as he waves down the waiter for another round, twirling his finger in a circle.

“Jimin, are you trying to get us drunk?” You hiss, feeling a slow warmth build in your chest from your previous shot.

Jimin grins mischievously at you, “Absolutely. You’re wild when you’re drunk.” You can feel the glare Jungkook shifts in Jimin’s direction, watching as he visibly fights off his protective urges.

“I’ll get us some chasers.” Jungkook gently pushes Jimin’s shoulder to get him to stand up and allow him the space to get up from the booth.

“Weak!” Jimin challenges, to which Jungkook merely rolls his eyes as he disappears towards the bar.

Mira takes the opportunity of Jungkook’s absence to press towards you, nudging into your shoulder as she plays with the rim of her shot glass. “So Y/N, It’s almost the new year. When are you gonna tell JK that you like him?”

You feel yourself choke on your spit as you narrow your eyes towards the energetic woman sitting beside you, appalled that she just spoke those words in front of Jimin. You press your lips together, taking your clutch and swatting your hand to smack her arm with the material.

“Mira!” You’re furious. It was bad enough that she knows about your attraction to your best friend, let alone announcing it for the world to hear.

Jimin’s eyes widen at the confession, scooting in closer so that you're sandwiched between them. “Hold on, you got it hot for Jeon?” His eyes are shimmering with ill intent, a smirk tugging at his lips as you let your head hang in the palms of your hands. You feel your embarrassment swallow your pride as you visibly shrink from their questioning. Jimin lets out a loud laugh as he leans back into the velvet cushions, slamming his palm down against the table. “That’s fucking amazing!” You peer up at him, refusing to spare him from the harsh glare radiating from your pupils.

“Shut the fuck up, Park.” Your only response is to become defensive as you try and salvage whatever remains of your pride. Mira presses her thumb and index finger together as she motions across her lips as if zipping a zipper. She sits back as she watches you and Jimin.

“No, this is great. Jeon’s been pining over you since we all started hanging out.” Jimin reveals as your complexion goes pale. Did you just hear him correctly? All this time, was Jungkook also hiding his attraction to you? Jimin must be pulling your leg.

You let out an exasperated chuckle as you roll your eyes, refusing to buy into such a notion. “Yeah, okay. JK’s been with plenty of women this year.” You gently nibble on the flesh of your bottom lip as you recall the numerous one-night stands and flings Jungkook always manages to score.

Jimin tilts his head to the side, glancing at you as if you're stupid for missing the obvious. “No shit. Why do you think he didn’t seek out a relationship with any of those women?” Jimin was right. Jungkook was never one to be a fuckboy, his sweet nature made him the perfect partner for any woman. “It’s because he’s in love with you, Y/N. I just didn’t know you felt the same way.” You glance back towards the bar as Jungkook skillfully balances a few glasses within his fingers as he stares heading back towards the table. Jimin hurries away to stand back up as Jungkook makes his way back over.

You aren’t sure what to make of your recent conversation with Jimin, peering over to Mira who raises her eyebrows suggestively as Jungkook slides back towards you in the booth. You waste no time grabbing another shot, letting the alcohol help settle your rampant thoughts.

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As the evening progresses, Mira found a group of work colleagues, taking the opportunity to seek out their company for a little while as you enjoy the company of Jimin and Jungkook. A few more rounds of shots leave a happy buzz coursing through your system as you engage in conversations about your wishes for the new year and reminisce on your worst moments of the past year.

The DJ suddenly puts on a familiar tune as an electronic piano melody engulfs the club. I’m good, yeah I’m feeling alright, baby Imma have the best Fucking night of my life. Your eyes widen with excitement as you stand up from the booth, extending your hands as you open and close your palms as if trying to obtain something. “Come dance with me.” You bat your eyelashes as a pout tugs at your lips, directing your question towards Jungkook in hopes he’s had enough drinks to accompany you.

“Hell yeah, I love this song.” Jimin chugs another shot before standing up to grab your hand, eager to drag you to the dance floor. “Coming, JK?”

Jungkook lets his hands rest between his thighs as he shakes his head shyly. “Nah, I’ll watch.” He speaks quietly, perfectly content jamming out to the music from the comfort of your booth.

“His loss…” Jimin shrugs his shoulders as he whisks you away towards the crowded dance floor, pumping his fist as the beat drops, casting reverberations through the building as your ears thump with the pulse of the bass.

It doesn’t take you long to get into the song, feeling yourself bounce on your toes as you start swaying your head to the beat, flipping your hair as the song begins building back up to the anticipated beat drop. As the bass hits, you start jumping up and down alongside Jimin and the crowd around you, singing at the top of your lungs. “Baby, Imma have the best Fucking night of my life.”

Your eyes shift towards the booth, watching as Jungkook leans across the table with a goofy smile stretched across his lips at the sight of you having a blast on the dance floor. You quickly move your hand to encourage him to join you, only to watch him reluctantly shake his head. You pout momentarily until Jimin spins you around, distracting you from Jungkook’s refusal to join you.

The bright strobe of lights settles the beat and shifts to a more Latin-inspired song, changing the pace of your dancing. Jimin fearlessly snakes an arm around your waist as he pulls you closer, causing you to push your palms against your chest to keep a distance between you.

“Trust me, this will make him mad with jealousy.” He coos in your ear as you glare up at Jimin’s mischievous expression. You roll your eyes however and decide to trust him, curious if his tactics could yield any results.

Jimin presses you tight against his chest, his hands splaying across your hip and back as you effortlessly move in unison. When he steps, you follow; when he dips, you dip; when he spins, you twirl. It was as if you were fused together.

Jungkook watches you both from the booth, his jealousy festering deep within his chest as he refuses to break eye contact from your inmate dance. He knows you and Jimin are just friends, and he of all people knows Jimin’s flirtatious nature, however, the sight of you bending in his arms is causing him to gently chew against the metal of his lip piercing.

Jimin pushes you away only to pull you back in, his knee nestling between your legs as he once again dips you, but this time both of his hands latching around your waist. Your head drapes back and swings across his body as you hold his strong shoulders. You feel your cheeks flush from the rush of alcohol in your system along the heat of the crammed bodies along the dance floor.

You whip back up, panting as you catch a glimpse of Jungkook who was enraged by the flirtatious look Jimin plasters on his face. Jungkook is leaning back against the cushion of the booth, his legs spread out scandalously as he grips a shot glass, pinning you under his stare as he tilts his head back to down the liquid. You feel yourself gulp as you get caught up in the dancing and don’t seem to notice your proximity diminish with Jimin as you continue moving alongside him.

You giggle from the smooth movements of your dancing, feeling as if Jimin is effortlessly guiding you through the motions. “Who knew you were such a good dancer?” You giggle as he twirls you back around, feeling slightly dizzy from the fast movements.

“I try.” He hums happily, thankful that you allowed him the opportunity to dance without having to put up a fight. He quickly glances past you, catching the eye of a stunning woman in a shimmering maroon dress draped over her body. “Holy Shit.” He chokes as you quickly turn your body to follow his gaze.

A smirk crawls to your lips as you gently nudge him. “Come on Mr. Smooth. Go ask her to dance.” You tease, watching as Jimin wiggles his eyebrows in amusement, accepting your challenge as he rubs his palms together, smoothing a hand through his hair as he steps away toward the woman of his affection.

You sigh happily as you watch your extrovert mingle with the beautiful stranger, glad to know at least one of you has the confidence to talk to a stranger. As you turn to head back to the VIP section, you pause in your step to avoid colliding with a tall frame towering behind you. You peer up to find Jungkook’s wide stare, his eyes reflecting the shimmer of the lights in his youthful gaze. The alcohol has clearly taken its course on him as he suddenly gains the nerve to step out on the dance floor with his hand extending towards you. “May I?”

You arch an eyebrow, stunned to find that Jungkook of all people wants to share a dance with you. This was the same man you need to argue with for an hour to get him to dance at Namjoon’s wedding. You hesitantly place your hand in his as he starts leading you in the same dance style as Jimin, his attention heightens as he becomes increasingly aware of your proximity. You feel a blush creep onto your cheeks, feeling the butterflies flutter in your stomach at Jungkook’s animalistic gaze. Let's just hope the next song wouldn't ruin the mood as he brings his arm around your back.

You gently continue to sway to the rest of the song until the tune changes into some synthetic instrumental music. Then the bass came to life with Doja Cat singing the lyrics of her song 'Candy.' You change the tempo of your movements to slow down to the beat, watching as Jungkook’s eyes devour the sight of your body smoothly moving to the song. Jungkook boldly pulls you closer so that you insticutally rest your arms over his shoulders as his hands rest on your upper back.

You start getting lost in the slow pulse of the song as you sway in each other's arms, your body sweltering from the proximity as Jungkook finally moves you to twirl. He lifts his arm over your head and smoothly brings your arm around his neck when you face him again. You gasp as his hands dip towards your ass, hovering just above as he looks into your eyes as if he’s staring at a forbidden lover. He leans forward which causes you to suck in a breath, his nose grazing yours affectionately. “You’re so beautiful, Y/N.” He sighs as he takes in the smell of you, letting your sweet scent intoxicate him further as the alcohol continues to give him the courage to pursue you.

You close your eyes from the contact and sighed softly, letting yourself relax in his arms. His voice is deep and rich, churning like molasses as his vodka-laced breath ghosts against your lips. You boldly rest your head against his as you’re swept into the heat of the moment. For years you admire this man without ever knowing how he feels about you and now you’re dancing in his arms. His body was suffocating you as his arms held you against his chest, swirling your hips together slowly as you both step side to side in a gentle sway. Your bodies mold together seamlessly, Jungkook moving to dip you as he watches you beautifully bend to his ministrations, caressing your body with his gaze.

As he pulls you back up against his body, letting his head hang just above your breasts as you feel yourself shudder from his breath brushing against the seam of your collar and your neck. “Jungkook…” Your voice is a ghost of a whisper, fighting back the urge to moan as his hands move to grab your ass as he pulls you closer to him.

“Y/N, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to touch you like this.” His whispers in your ear, causing another shiver to run down your spine. What the hell is happening? Jungkook is shamelessly feeling up your body and you are happy to allow him the opportunity. You know he is an attractive man, secretly lusting over your best friend for years only to have him admit sharing similar feelings to your own in a dangerously intimate setting.

“Oh my God, Jungkook..” The words scandalously escape your lips without a second thought as the DJ begins to announce the two-minute mark for the countdown to midnight. You peel yourself away from his compelling warmth, watching his eyelids droop with lust as he watches you pull away.

You feel overwhelmed, your mind swirling from the buzz of alcohol and the moisture building between your legs, quickly becoming a heated mess. “I need some fresh air.” Your eyes lock with Jungkook’s for a moment, watching as his bright eyes flash with worry as you begin to step back from his intense presence.

Your eyes shift around the club, feeling dizzy from the strobe lights and the crowd engulfing the dance floor around you. You quickly push your way through the multitude of bodies, letting your heels click against the dance floor as you seek out the staircase. Why were you running away? Jungkook finally admits to thinking of you as anything other than a friend and you’re leaving him high and dry. Your wildest dreams are coming true yet here you are practically sprinting up the staircase to seek out the rooftop terrace above.

By the time you make it outside, you hear a crowd of partygoers hollering as the countdown to the new year rapidly approaches. Your eyes skim your surroundings, feeling the chill of the winter air nip at your skin, the wind feeling vastly colder given you are thirty-two stories up in the air.

10!

You feel the world around you slow down as you push past a few people, seeking out a small space close to the edge of the rooftop terrace, eager to grasp onto the railing to peer into the dark ambiance of the city below.

9!

Your mind flashes back to your steamy dance with Jungkook, still feeling the way his hands grasp at your body, haunting your memory.

8!

A breeze of cool wind causes your cheeks to tingle from the cold, letting out a breath as a puff of vapor escapes your mouth.

7!

You begin to wonder what Jungkook must be thinking after you blatantly left him on the dance floor.

6!

You start to feel like such an idiot. Why would you leave him standing by himself as the year came to a close?

5!

You close your eyes, desperate to relieve the pounding headache crippling your thoughts as you hang onto the handrail for support.

4!

You feel the warmth of a hand pressing against your back, causing your eyes to snap open as you spin yourself around.

3!

Jungkook is standing before you analyzing your every move as you feel yourself shrink beneath his stare.

2!

You can feel your heart pummeling against your ribcage, certain that Jungkook is standing close enough to hear as you melt under his gaze.

1!

Jungkook brings his hand up to wrap behind your neck, pulling you closer to him as his eyes pierce into your soul with a look of complete admiration. He wastes not a single moment as he snakes an arm behind your back, guiding you into him.

Happy New Year!

You feel your lips collide with Jungkook’s as he swallows the small gasp that leaves your lips. You close your eyes as his lips mold over your mouth, the cold sensation of his lip piercing pressing against your bottom lip as his tongue flirts against the seam of your lips. You shamelessly let out a moan of satisfaction, bringing your arms to wrap around his neck as you melt into his embrace.

You soon become a mixture of tongue and teeth as loud explosions of fireworks burst around you, cheers and screams of joy become muffled by the haze of affection Jungkook has you pinned under as he groans deep within his throat. You grasp at the edges of his bomber jacket, pulling him closer to you as you finally submit to your feelings, allowing yourself to peacefully drift into the sensory experience that is Jeon Jungkook.

He finally allows you the opportunity to breathe as he pulls away, relaxing his hold on you, a sea of glitter and confetti pouring down on the pair of you. The moment feels like pure euphoria as his bright eyes admire the way the glitter sprinkles itself through your strands, moving his hand up to smooth his palm over your hair.

“Happy New Year, Y/N.” His voice is a mixture of desire and admiration, his cheesy smile gracing his lips as he dips down to place another kiss on your lips. It doesn’t take long for the kiss to escalate into another display of your pent-up affection, both of you finally giving in to your secret desires for the other.

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Your hotel door swings open on its hinges, unapologetically slamming into the wall as Jungkook carries you into your hotel room, your legs snug around his waist as his large hands hold your ass in place. You hear a groan fester in his throat as you thrust your hips forward, grinding against his hardening length as you desperately reach out to push the door close. Your head hangs back as your mouth parts open, feeling Jungkook’s lips trail down your jawbone as he gently sucks against your complexion, sending you crawling out of our skin.

“Shit, Jungkook.” You let out a drawn-out moan as he parades you through your hotel room, dropping you from his grasp as you reach the section of space nestled between the floor-length windows overlooking the city and a sofa armchair. Your legs weakly allow you to stand before him, your lips are swollen from his affection as you watch him peel away his bomber jacket, tossing it to the side without care to reveal the stunning display of ink up his arm.

You tuck your bottom lip into your teeth as you gently gnaw on the flesh as his stare darkens as he steps towards you. “Y/N, Do you want this?” He warns you as he menacingly takes slow steps towards you, watching as you instinctually step back. You weakly nod, gulping back your arousal as Jungkook slides his hands underneath the fur vest adorning your shoulder, letting it slide off your frame. “Then why are your clothes still on?” He huffs as he continues to press toward you, causing you to fall back onto the side of the armchair.

You blink as you find your legs hanging above the arm of the sofa, watching as Jungkook quickly grabs hold of your boot, his fingers meticulously tugging at the zipper to reveal your thighs beneath the fabric. Your mind can’t keep up with how fast Jungkook is undressing you, your boots decorating the hotel floor as he moves his attention to the waistband of your skirt.

You press up on your elbows, thrusting your hips up to aid him in sliding the sequin fabric from your hips, revealing a black and purple lace lingerie set beneath your clothing. You watch his expression morph, his features scrunching together as if the view physically hurts him, his teeth biting down around his lip piercing. “Fuck Y/N. You’re so perfect.” His voice is laced with desperation as he grabs your arms to guide you back up until you're sitting on the arm of the chair. He lets his hands crawl up your abdomen as he pushes up the fabric of your sweater, tossing it away as his eyes devour the sight of your bra perfectly accentuating your breasts.

It’s as if the sight causes him to drop to his knees, guiding your legs on either side of his shoulders as his head nestles directly between your legs. It’s a sinful view, watching as he lecherously licks his lips, his hands grabbing at your thighs as he places feathered kisses on your inner thigh.

“Jungkook.” His name is like a sigh falling from your lips which only causes him to smirk against the skin of your thigh as you feel him press your legs open. “I want you so fucking bad.” You moan, feeling his breath flirt with your intimacy as his fingers push their way beneath the edges of your panties.

“Don’t worry, Y/N. I’ll give it to you good.” He promises as he tugs down the lace fabric, his eyes glimmering with need as he consumes the sight of your swollen pussy already dripping with the need for him. “Such a needy little slut for me.” He hisses under his breath as he trails his tattooed finger up your folds, leaving you shamelessly watching from your perch. You press your knees to your stomach, desperate to continue watching your pornographic view of Jungkook pressing his fingers into your center.

“Fuck.” You moan as your head falls back in pleasure, feeling a glorious stretch pull at your velvet walls as Jungkook begins to set a slow taunting pace with his middle and pointer finger. You weakly bring yourself to glance back at your scandalous view, feeling as if you could combust at the sight of Jungkook leaning forward to capture your clit with his lips, sucking and flicking his tongue over your sensitive bud as a loud moan echos throughout your hotel room.

Your sweet moans only encourage Jungkook, his tongue gently circling your bud as he slips in another finger, groaning against your core which has you crawling out of your skin as you helplessly claw at the fabric of the armchair.

“Jungkook, I’m gonna cum…” You warn as you latch a palm over your mouth in an attempt to conceal your moans from possibly disturbing the hotel goers next door.

Jungkook pulls his mouth about from your labia, causing you to shiver as the cold air contrasts with the warmth of his mouth. He slides his fingers from your center, leaving you short of your orgasm. “What?” You ask as you drop your hand from your mouth, lost in a daze as you try to keep up with his actions.

“I want people to know I’m fucking my girl.” His voice is stern and deep as he pulls you from the couch, moving to press your back against the floor-length windows of your hotel room. You watch as he pulls off his shirt, letting it join your clothes that decorate the hotel floor as he kicks off his boots, his hands working to unfasten his belt.

You feel your cheeks blush crimson as you replay his words fucking my girl over and over in your head. Before you could focus on much else, he is tugging down the fabric of his shorts and boxers, allowing his hardened cock to spring free from its confinements. Your eyes become wide at the sight of him, never imagining he would be so big. You feel your body swelter in need as he moves to crash his lips to yours.

Before you can properly catch your breath, he turns you to press your stomach against the glass, latching his hands on your waist before smacking his palm against the expanse of your ass. You yelp in surprise, the sting only adding to the moisture building between your legs as Jungkook presses the tip of your cock to tease your opening from behind.

“What if people can see us?” You suddenly focus on the fact that there is no curtain shielding the sight of your bodies from the world below, gasping as Jungkook pushes forward to slide his dick unapologetically into your velvet walls.

Your eyes roll back as you feel wonderfully full, shutting your eyes tightly as you feel Jungkook begin to pull himself out only to stroke back in with a little more force. You can’t help but let out a moan as your cheek presses into the glass, your moan causing your hot breath to fog up the glass from the cold air outside. Jungkook moves to capture your wrists in his hands, pinning them to the window as you become splendidly sprawled out for others to witness you getting fuck from your hotel window. Luckily the height of the building conceals you from the patrons on the street below, however, you were explicitly displayed for others to witness from their balconies or adjacent windows.

“Oh my God…” You pant, feeling yourself press into the cold glass with each delicious thrust Jungkook fucks into you.

He groans constantly as he becomes rather ruthless with the pounding of his hips, singing your praise as you take his dick like a champion. “Shit, Y/N. You take my dick so good.” Your walls constrict his cock tightly as he continues to bulldoze his way into you, feeling your orgasm rapidly building as he releases his hold on one of your wrists to snake his hand down your front to mercilessly rub your clit until you're convulsing around him.

Your moan escapes as a scream, feeling yourself gush around him, shuddering as he groans deeply in your ear. He hisses as he continues to fuck into you as you ride out your orgasm. “That’s it, Y/N. Show everyone how good I fuck you.”

“Since when are you so confident, Jeon?” You tease, blissed out from your orgasm as your mind spins from Jungkook’s dirty talk. Is this the same man who was scared to dance in front of a crowd? You remember the buzz of alcohol giving Jungkook the much-needed confidence to act in such ways, knowing you just have to give him a hard time about it. “Weren’t you afraid to dance with me just a couple of hours ago?” You look over your shoulder to offer him a challenging gaze, watching as his eyes darken.

He pulls out of you as he turns you back around to drown you in another soul-sucking kiss, loving how flush your features are from his treatment. He pulls back, locking you in his stare. Within seconds he’s guiding you back to the armchair, bending you back over the arm as your stomach presses into the seat cushion. You feel the flesh of your ass jiggle as another stinging slap is delivered to your plump flesh, Jungkook groaning at the way your body moves under his love tap.

It isn’t long until you feel a tight pressure against your core, Jungkook unforgivingly pounding himself back into you which has you gripping the opposite arm of the chair. He leans forward so that his bare chest is leaning against your back, gripping his hand through your hair as he gently tugs back to lift your head towards his. “I told you, Y/N. One day someone would put you in your place.” He whispers in your ear, smiling against your earlobe as he fucks you full of his cock. “Now your place is under me, taking my dick like a good little slut.”

You feel a second orgasm quickly approaching as Jungkook treats you like his own personal whore, wanting nothing more than to feel his cum seep into you as he fucks it deeper into your cervix.

“Jungkook, I need you to cum.” You beg shamelessly, feeling your knuckles go white as your pussy pulses around his girth.

“God, Y/N. I fucking love this.” He groans as you feel the tight band in your stomach snap once again, feeling completely spent from yet another toe-curling orgasm as Jungkook continues to fuck you through it. You groan from the overstimulation as Jungkook hammers into you. “Hang on, Y/N. I’m cumming.” He hisses through his teeth as you feel him shoot ropes of hot cum, leaving you a mess sprawled out on the sofa while he fucks his seed deeper into you.

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The bright beams of the early morning sun reflect in your eyes as you stir about your bed, feeling the buttery soft sheets against your naked skin. You stretch out your arms as a yawn rakes over your body, feeling pleasantly rested as you pry your eyes open. You bring your hands up to your face, gently rubbing your eyes as you glance around the room, sitting up with a gasp as flashes of the previous night course through your memory.

You glance down at your body, noticing your clothes were still spread about the hotel room, glancing around to see if Jungkook was still anywhere in sight. You hang your head into your palms as you fight off a slight headache, knowing the alcohol was fully responsible.

“Morning, Y/N.” You gasp in surprise as you pluck your head from your hands, glancing up to catch sight of Jungkook walking out of the bathroom with a towel hung around his waist. You pause as your eyes glance over his wonderfully sculpted body, admiring it better now that the haze from the alcohol isn’t clouding your memory.

“Morning.” You hum, watching as Jungkook effortlessly crawls back into bed, moving closer to you as he confidently presses a kiss to your lips. You feel yourself melt from the mixture of warmth and cool caused by his piercing, which Jungkook also apparently catches onto. He lets a chuckle escape his lips as he pulls back to smooth over some of your flyaway strands of hair.

“Did you sleep well?” He hums as he shifts to his side, pressing up on his tattooed arm to keep himself upright to face you.

You watch him closely, nodding your head as you mull over the reality of the previous evening. You and Jungkook shared your affections towards one another which lead to a steamy fuck session in your hotel room. He could’ve been long gone by now, however, here he was looking devilishly handsome as he shares your bed.

“Did you?” You raise a brow in curiosity as Jungkook’s bunny smile returns to his lips.

He lays back onto the bed, moving his arms up behind his head, using them as a support as his eyes find the ceiling of your hotel room. “Yesterday was amazing.” He admits shyly, refusing to find your gaze as he places his heart out on his sleeve.

You can’t fight off the smile that invades your lips, moving to straddle on top of him which takes him by complete surprise. He removes his arms from behind his hand, moving them to gently hold your sides as your hair falls on either side of his head.

“I guess you know my secret now.” You tease as you bravely lean forward to press a kiss to his mouth. He groans at your actions, wrapping his arms around you before rolling over to pin you beneath him.

He moves his lips to trace your neck, pressing gentle kisses along your collarbone before looking back up at you with a lustful gaze. “I have a feeling this year’s gonna be the best.”

You pause as you tilt your head in curiosity, wondering why he would think such a thing. “Why do you say that?”

“Because I have you.” He adds with a gummy smile, chuckling softly as he presses you into the mattress smothering you in his affection as you happily let yourself drift into his overwhelming presence, feeling utterly giddy and turned on all at once.

Sheltered: Chapter 13

Taehyung makes his appearance at the house and gets introduced to the hybrids. However, one of the boys is not very fond of the charismatic male invading his new home.

{Main Pairings:} Jeon Jungkook/Original Female Character, Choi Soobin/Original Female Character, Kim Taehyung/Original Female Character(s)

{Rating:} 18+

{Genre:} Alternate Universe - Hybrids

{Summary:} Realization finally dawned on Lily, knowing she now had the responsibility of three hybrids rather than three dogs. Her eyes grew wide while her eyebrows rose up in wonder before she turned her attention to her sister. The shocked expression of Rose had her smile sheepishly. “Well, at least we don’t have to name them.”

{Warnings:} Mature Language, Flirting, Aggression, Possessive Tendencies, Medical References

{Taglist:} @chimsworldsstuff

The next week seemed to fly by as the family of five continued bonding and coursing through the motions of everyday life. Rose focused on her studying, getting back into healthy habits since the household dynamics seemed to settle. 

Rose changed out of her scrubs after a morning of clinicals, putting on a pair of distressed jeans alongside a baggy sweater, something comfortable enough to lounge in while also being presentable. She was a bucket of nerves, feeling anxious about her classmate, Taehyung, coming over for a study date. She had secretly been crushing on him since the start of their program, enjoying the friendship that blossomed between them since their first meeting in anatomy and physiology. 

She made her way through the hall, venturing into the kitchen to put together a couple of snacks for them as they tackled the study materials for their next exam. As she made her way through the house, she caught a glimpse of Lily and Soobin cuddling up against the chaise section of their sofa. Soobin and Taehyun were already in their dog forms, understanding they would need to remain that way when visitors came to the house. Taehyung already knew about Lily bringing in three dogs and Rose wasn’t ready to explain why those three dogs were suddenly three humans. 

Soobin had his chin nuzzled against Lily’s thighs, laying his front paws across her lap as they binge-watched the newest season of Stranger Things. Lily passed her hand along Soobin’s back, allowing her fingers to trail through his fur as she occasionally gave him a few scratches behind his ear. Taehyun was sitting beside them, his fluffy frame curled into a ball as his head rested against one of the decorative pillows. Jungkook was still in his human form, sitting with his arms draped against the back of the couch as his eyes caught a glimpse of Rose.

His eyes raked over her body, admiring the way her clothes accentuated the shape of her frame. He sniffed the air, her vanilla fragrance wafting through the space as she moved to the fridge. Ever since Jungkook’s protective spell at the diner, their relationship seemed to take a turn for the better. Rose quickly realized that despite his intense demeanor, there was good within him, especially when it came to protecting his family, even if she hadn’t given him many opportunities to prove her prejudgements wrong. 

On the other hand, he seemed to ease up on her as well. Ever since she stood up for him during their mother’s visit, he became more aware of her willingness to keep them, no longer fearing that she’d suddenly decide to send them away with a single swoop. While he still asserted his dominance over her, their interactions seemed to become more of a playful banter instead of degrading arguments. They were both stubborn, but their mutual effort to understand the other proved successful as they began to enjoy each other’s company. 

He pushed off the couch, moving to join her in the kitchen as she pulled out a few ingredients to make a couple of sandwiches for them to feast on while embarking on their lengthy study session. She moved about the kitchen, retrieving bread, plates, and utensils as she began spreading a thin layer of mayonnaise onto the wheat bun. 

Jungkook came up behind her, hovering over her shoulder as he glanced down at the display of lettuce, turkey, and tomatoes waiting to be assembled. He breathed in, his mouth salivating as he indulged in the aroma of food and Rose’s natural scent dancing around his nostrils. Rose shifted her weight onto one foot, popping her hip out to the side as she turned her face to peer over her shoulder at Jungkook. “What are you doing?” 

A smirk pulled at his lips, leaning forward to press his chin against her shoulder as his eyes glued onto the stack of ingredients Rose was piling onto her slices of bread. “Waiting for my sandwich.” He responded with a cocky grin plastered on his features as Rose let an exaggerated chuckle leave her lips. 

“Ha, you seriously think this sandwich is for you?” She teased playfully, pressing a slice of bread onto the top of the meat before taking a knife to the center to cut it into halves. 

Jungkook shifted to stand beside her, leaning against his elbows on the kitchen counter as he glanced up at her with playfully pleading eyes. “You know you wanna give me that sandwich.” He continued, his senses picking up on the happiness exuding from her body as her heartbeat thumped slow and deep within her chest. He flashed her a cheesy smile, his wide brown eyes finding hers as she glanced over in his direction. 

She rolled her eyes, a flirtatious smile threatening to make an appearance as she shook her head in disbelief. “Fine, but eat it quickly. You need to be a dog when Taehyung gets here.” 

Jungkook was too excited about food to notice the way Rose’s eyes softened at the mention of Taehyung’s name. His large hands grasped one of the halves of the sandwich she created, stuffing it into his mouth as a satisfied groan echoed in his chest. Rose swiftly began working on another sandwich while Jungkook closed his eyes in contentment as he savored the flavors swirling against his tongue. 

His ear twitched slightly as he realized that Rose’s heart rate increased, cocking a brow up at her as he chewed his cheeks full of sandwich. “Who’s Taehyung anyway?” Jungkook spoke dismissively, not really caring to hear about this random guy. 

It wasn’t until he heard Rose’s heartbeat elevate once again at the mention of his name that his curiosity piqued. “He’s just a friend from school.” She fought the building heat from collecting at her cheeks as she kept her head down, trying not to be obvious about the fact that she liked him. She wanted today to go smoothly and she didn’t need the boys acting out just to give her a hard time.

Jungkook’s playful stare faltered, a flash of jealousy glossing over his glare as he pinched his eyebrows together, angered by how easily Rose's body reacted to the thought of this guy. He took another mouthful of his sandwich, biting into it with a bit more force as he fought off the sudden dread that accompanied awaiting Taehyung’s arrival. 

Rose finished making some more sandwiches, placing them onto a plate before beginning to clean up and put away all of the remaining ingredients. Jungkook simply leaned back against the opposite counter, glaring in Rose’s direction as he watched her put everything away. Why did he suddenly care that Rose was going to spend the majority of her afternoon with some random guy?

A knock sounded at the front door as Taehyun peered up from the couch, unable to prevent his excited bark from escaping his muzzle as he glared towards the door. “I’ll get it. It’s probably just Taehyung.” Rose beamed, moving to go open the door as she glanced back towards Jungkook. “JK, dog.” She pointed at him, urging him to move quickly as she walked towards the front section of the house. 

Jungkook wanted nothing more than to stay in his human form and watch Rose struggle to explain his presence to the man who was causing her to become so flustered. How would she cope with having two men hovering around her all day? He smirked at the idea, glancing up to see Lily glaring in his direction as a sigh escaped his lips. He put down his half-eaten sandwich, morphing quickly as he moved to join Lily and the boys on the couch. 

His ears zoned in on the sound of Rose’s voice welcoming Taehyung, thrown off by the deep male voice that accompanied hers as they made their way inside the house. A pout tugged at Jungkook’s muzzle as a soft growl hummed in his throat, already irritated by the other man’s presence.

Jungkook’s growl only got louder as Rose and Taehyung turned the corner, revealing his appearance to the group as Rose happily introduced Lily. “Lily, this is my friend Taehyung. Taehyung, my sister Lily.” 

“Oh hi! It’s nice to meet you.” Lily smiled brightly and offered him a wave as Soobin popped his head up to see the new intruder. Taehyun jumped down from the couch, eager to greet a new person as his short tail wiggled his butt behind him before he nudged Taehyung’s leg with his nose. 

“You as well.” He responded to Lily before turning his attention to the border collie that was hovering around his feet. “Wow, you weren’t kidding about the three dogs.” He chuckled as he leaned down to pet Taehyun atop his head. Taehyun panted happily, thrilled to have the attention of someone new as Rose introduced them all. 

“Yeah.” She giggled before petting Taehyun gently as well. “This is Bullet, the husky’s name is Chief, and the doberman is Kookie.” Rose was relieved that they came up with dog names for them, separating their human identities from their canine forms. 

Taehyung smiled toward Soobin before glancing at Jungkook, only to be met by a snarling doberman who seemed to be growling in his direction. Jungkook was livid. He hadn’t expected to see a man such as Taehyung walk in, thrown off by how good-looking he was. Rose was definitely attracted to him, Jungkook sensed it even more now that he saw the pair standing together. The worst part was that he could sense Taehyung’s attraction to Rose as well. 

Rose glared past Taehyung to find the stare of Jungkook as he continued snarling his teeth and barking occasionally at the newcomer. “Kookie, stop!” Rose instructed, Jungkook growled louder as Rose tried to suppress his anger. Lily glared over at him, surprised to see him acting out since he’d been so well-behaved after making amends with Rose. 

Lily shooed Soobin off of her, standing to block Jungkook’s view of Rose and Taehyung. “Sorry, I don’t know what's gotten into him,” Lily exclaimed, sending Jungkook a scowl of disappointment. “You guys go ahead, I’ll manage him.”

Rose rolled her eyes, moving to grab the snacks she prepared from the kitchen before guiding Taehyung toward her room. Jungkook stood up, moving to jump from the couch only for Lily to block his path. “Seriously, JK?” She groaned, using his name since the pair had disappeared on the opposite side of the house. 

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As the day progressed, Rose and Taehyung found themselves making great progress on their project board describing the causes and treatments for cleft feet. Rose meticulously added details to elevate their display, using colorful paper as a border to help make their information and images pop off the canvas. 

Taehyung sat quietly on the office chair nestled in the corner of her room, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees as he watched her glue down various additions to their work. He admired her creativity, not realizing he had a large flirtatious smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth. 

“What do you think?” Rose beamed, holding up the board from her position sitting criss-crossed on the top of her bed. She glanced between her work and Taehyung, feeling content with their efforts as she awaited his feedback. 

He offered her a smile, his eyes soft in admiration as he melted from her stare. “It looks great!” He pushed off the seating, his arms taking hold of the poster board before holding it up to take a better look. “Just when things can’t get any better, you find a way to make them.” He complimented, flashing her the same flirtatious gaze as before, her heart melting from his praise. 

“Really?” Her voice held all too much excitement, always loving when people gave her attention and praised her or her work. 

Taehyung set the poster board down to rest against the edge of the bed, shifting his weight so he could take a seat on the corner, feeling his heart skip a beat as he contemplated a way to get closer to the woman he's been crushing on since the beginning of their program. 

“Hey, would you help me practice some positioning?” He grinned sheepishly, finding her stare to gauge her interest in his proposal. He was pleasantly surprised to find her perk up in attention, nodding her head slightly as she rested her palms against her thighs. 

“Sure! What do you need help with?” She raised her brow in curiosity and watched as Taehyung stood from his seat. 

He made his way around to the edge of her bed, nervously fidgeting with his fingers as he bit his bottom lip. “Think you could lay down?” He asked bluntly, causing Rose’s cheeks to instantly flush at his request. Did he just ask her to lie down on her bed? She took in a breath, swallowing her shock as he clarified. “You know, so I can practice the placement of the image? Just tell me the positioning and if I’m doing it right.”

Rose could feel her heart pounding through her ears as she weakly nodded, moving towards the edge of the bed before laying back. She felt hot under his gaze, watching as his eyes raked over her body. “Um okay, what about an Inferior Superior Axial west point projection?” She spoke quietly, pushing her bottom lip between her teeth as she gently chewed on her flesh. 

Taehyung moved his hands to rest on Rose’s side, gently applying pressure to encourage her to roll onto her chest. “First, you place the patient on their stomach.” His deep voice was steady as he breathed in, watching as Rose turned over on her stomach to expose the sight of her backside as Taehyung desperately tried to remain focused on the task. “Keep the humerus in an external rotation and make a 90-degree angle with the injured area.” He continued citing his textbook, pulling the information from his memory as he brushed his fingertips up the length of her side. 

Rose had her arms placed on either side of her body, her head tilted to the side as she lay flat against her stomach, sucking in a breath at the sensation of Taehyung’s digits running along the side of her back. He finally stopped once he reached her shoulder, curling his fingers lightly around it as he manipulated her arm to display a 90-degree angle. 

He paused, making eye contact with the younger brunette once again as they both froze from their entrancing gazes. The pitter of claws against the tile pulled Rose’s attention as she cleared her throat, pushing herself up to curl her back as she twisted her limbs to sit against the edge of the bed. “Perfect, that was perfect!” She smiled proudly at him, knowing positioning was equally as challenging for her to learn. 

Her eyes darted to the doorway of her bedroom, jumping slightly as the sight of her doberman lurking around the corner startled her. If Rose didn’t know any better, Jungkook looked shocked, standing still until a growl festered at the bottom of his chest. 

Taehyung was too busy admiring Rose’s body to realize that they were joined by the canine, Jungkook’s bark being the indicator as he turned around to spot the intruder with snarled teeth. Jungkook could sense Rose’s heart rate elevating again, stunned to find her lying down while Taehyung was running his hands all over her. Jungkook sniffed through his snarls, distraught to find that Rose’s sweet scent was becoming tainted with the wood-like aromas of Taehyung’s cologne. 

“Kookie, go!” She hissed, her frustrations with the doberman returning as she stood to shoo him away. Despite her efforts, he continued to bark and growl, his disdain directed towards the man whose scent was now laced through the duvet. Jungkook’s growl intensified, hating that his own scent was getting covered up, wanting nothing more than to rub himself all over Rose. 

Rose and Jungkook were getting along just fine, why was he determined to be a pain in the ass on the one day Rose really wanted things to go well? “Come on, get out.” She shooed him again. Jungkook reluctantly retreated into the hallway only for Rose to shut her bedroom door, creating a barrier to keep his aggressive behaviors away from her guest. 

“You really weren’t kidding about him.” Taehyung laughed nervously as Rose moved to join him once again by her bedside. “He really doesn’t like me.” He added again, surprised since animals typically responded well to him. 

“He hates everyone, trust me.” Rose groaned, frustrated with his interruption as she offered Taehyung a reassuring grin. “He’s still not my biggest fan either.” She added, slightly disappointed by the reality of her words. She thought their relationship had become that of mutual affection, however, his actions seemed to be showing his lack of respect towards her. Why couldn’t he just listen and let her have this one day?

A series of barks erupted from the opposite side of the door, Rose fully knowing that Jungkook was able to hear them talking about him. Luckily, a few moments later, Lily’s voice echoed down the hall as she began scolding Jungkook and calling him back to the living room. Rose allowed herself to sink down onto her bed as she laid herself on her back. “Wanna practice another?” She asked hesitantly, her heart swelling at Taehyung's nod as his bright smile returned to his lips. 

“Yeah, sure.” He licked his bottom lip, excited to get back to a close proximity. 

“Okay, what about a proximal femur fracture?” She asked, shooting him a challenging glare, gnawing on the inside of her cheek before watching him take a moment to think. 

“Well, your proximal femur is right…here” His hand pressed against Rose’s thigh, finding the juncture of her pelvis and femur bone before moving his hands, framing his fingers to create a square over the upper section of her thigh. “You’d position it right about here.” He grinned seductively, no longer hesitating to manipulate her body. 

Rose’s body ignited with heat, her head fuzzy as she relished in the feeling of Taehyung's hands flirting against her thigh. She desperately fought her lustful thoughts, knowing their current location was only a recipe for disaster as they maneuvered different positions on her bed. Her cheeks turned a shade of crimson, and Taehyung instantly recognized the change in her pale complexion. 

“I’m surprised you knew that one.” Rose gulped trying not to get distracted by the heat of the moment, attempting to push herself up to a sitting position with Taehyung extending his hands for help. Rose took his offer, allowing him to guide her up as he took a seat with his body rotated to face her. 

The chilling sound of claws scratching against the tile emerged from the opposite side of the bedroom door. Jungkook restlessly scratched at the floor and door frame, not giving a damn about Lily and Rose’s efforts to stop him. He was furious. He hated the situation and wanted Taehyung out of the bed he shared with Rose. If only he knew about their arrangements and how Rose spent every night with the handsome and intimidating man that was Jungkook. 

“Seriously.” She couldn’t hold back her annoyance, standing up to go thud her fist against the door. “Kookie, I swear…” Her voice was stern, annoyed by his consistent pestering. He didn’t let up, only scratching and growling more as she tried to sedate his actions. She turned around to face Taehyung who was now standing by the edge of her bed. “I’m so sorry about him. He’s such an ass of a dog.”

Her lips pulled to a pout as Taehyung’s expression softened, a gentle chuckle escaping his lips as he watched her cross her arms in front of her in defeat. She glanced up, pinching her eyebrows as he laughed, wondering if he was laughing at her. “What?” She asked curiously only for Taehyung to shake his head between his various chuckles. “What?” She insisted, moving to stand directly in front of him as she dropped her arms. 

His lips pulled into a teasing smirk as he observed the downturn state of her lips. “You just look cute when you pout.” He admitted, only for her to push him gently on the shoulder as if refuting his words. 

“I’m not pouting!” She protested, but Taehyung shook his head in disagreement. 

“Look at that...” He laughed, his hand coming up to rest against her chin as the pad of his thumb brushed against her bottom lip. “If that’s not a pout, I don’t know what is.” He started his sentence with his familiar lighthearted tone, but as he approached the end of his words, his voice fell deeper, his stare suddenly entrapped by the vision of her tucking her bottom lip in between her teeth. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to take the plump flesh of her lips between his teeth, nibbling and sucking against it to extract all kinds of reactions from the brunette. 

Rose went to protest again, stopping once she noticed the serious expression that plagued Taehyung’s features. His eyes were heavy with intent, Rose becoming completely lost in his stare as she watched his eyes flicker from her lips to her irises. The proximity between them seemed to diminish, Jungkook’s growls fading in the background as they both zoned out into a daze, focusing on nothing but the other. 

Rose held her breath, leaning forward to reciprocate the same desires as Taehyung took his opportunity to lean in to snatch her lips in a passionate kiss. 

Jungkook couldn’t take it, this was the most torturous thing he endured since his arrival, unable to keep himself calm as Rose’s body exuded the scent of her sexual desire. Jungkook could tell that she wanted Taehyung and the jealousy coursing through his veins was enough to drive him completely mad. He pushed off his back paws, allowing his front claws to press down against the door handle, hearing the latch release as his nose pushed the door open to reveal Taehyung dangerously close to Rose’s lips. 

Jungkook huffed, his instincts taking over as he pounced forward, the only objective on his mind being to take out Taehyung. Rose’s eyes widened in shock as she watched Jungkook leap forward and push Taehyung back onto the bed, snarling and barking at him. He moved to stand by Rose protectively, displaying his canines. 

“Oh my God, Taehyung are you okay?!” Rose pushed past Jungkook, moving to help Taehyung get up from his assault. Lily came running into the room, witnessing the aftermath of the event as she glared down at Jungkook. It didn’t take much for Lily to get him to follow her out of the room, leaving Rose to cope with the damage control. 

Lily's deadly expression shot through Jungkook, guiding him into her bedroom before shutting the door to keep him separated from the rest of the witnesses in the house. “Are you kidding me, JK?” She huffed in disbelief. It was as if he enjoyed arguing with Rose, wanting things to go sour between them given his actions and decisions. “This is exactly why you two always argue!” She wasn’t trying to scold him; however, she was furious that he insisted on always acting out against her sister.

He let out a low groan, huffing as he sat against the rug of her bedroom floor. She sighed as she heard Rose and Taehyung move out of her room as she walked him out for the evening. “Just stay here till he’s gone, okay?” Lily pleaded, moving to leave the room to go check the damage between her sister and her crush.

—

“I can’t believe you! What you did was completely unacceptable!” After Rose finished her study session with Taehyung, she brought Jungkook back to her room, ready to rip into him for his behavior. “I know you understand how to behave so, why did you attack him?”

Jungkook sat on her bed, propped up on his hands as his arms stretched behind him. He was back in his human form, dressed in his usual attire along with the simmering irritation from the prior events that boiled over. He pushed his tongue against the inside of his cheek, breaking eye contact as he answered her. “I didn’t attack him. Don’t be dramatic.”

Rose could handle being called a lot of things, but ‘dramatic’ was not one of them. Her jaw tightened, “Then what the hell was that?”

He turned his attention back to her, lips pursed together. “Nothing.” He wasn’t willing to admit how much Taehyung’s presence bothered him or that the giddy tingle that radiated from her left a bad taste in his mouth. 

She wasn’t going to accept his vague answer, “No, that wasn’t nothing. JK, honestly do you think I’m stupid?” He turned his face away from her as she sighed in defeat. “I thought we were good, but then you pull…this.” She tilted her head, her features buffering as she tried to reason with him for an explanation. Anything would have been better than him just ignoring her. 

Part of him was upset that he let his emotions get the best of him, but he never experienced that feeling. It felt like he was losing her right before his eyes as she looked at Taehyung like he was everything she ever wanted. He didn’t know how to express that without opening up a vulnerable piece of him that he locked away for safekeeping. He was vulnerable once before and he was abandoned; there was no way he would make that mistake again. 

His silence killed Rose’s motivation, exhausted from his mood swings and the overwhelming school work from the day. Her shoulders dropped with a drawn-out exhale. “Fine, don’t tell me. I’m done fighting with you.” She moved around the bed and snatched her pillow, “I’m sleeping with Lily tonight.”

Jungkook panicked as she walked towards the bedroom door and rashly reached out to pull her back to him. The sudden force of his strength caused Rose to become disoriented as she twirled back around, tripping over her own foot. She instinctively closed her eyes, preparing to collide with something as her knees buckled.

Gasp!

She wasn’t sure if the sound was from her or Jungkook, but Rose felt her nose knock into something soft and plush, the sensation molding over her lips. Her hands steadied her against a solid yet squishy surface, leaving her thoroughly confused until she opened her eyes. It took her a moment to adjust, but she soon realized she had fallen against Jungkook on the bed and was currently pressed on top of him, touching from head to toe.

She lifted away from him, her lips smacking as they pulled away from his mouth and she felt the air leave her lungs. Her heart beat rapidly as he looked up at her, his large eyes wide and curious about her reactions. He could sense an unstable excitement run through her, intriguing him as he brought his hands up to keep her close. 

“JK-” He pulled her back down to his lips with a hand wrapped around the back of her neck, relishing in the moan that left her mouth. The emotions washing over her were similar to the ones he sensed when she was around Taehyung and he decided he enjoyed them much better now. 

In her surprise, Rose failed to comprehend what was happening and pulled away from him for clarity, gasping for the air that had been stolen from her lungs by the hybrid panting below her. She went to speak and explain herself despite the fact that he was the one who made her lose her footing.

“I didn’t like how he made you feel.” His whisper startled her as she registered his words. 

“What?” She had no idea what he was talking about. Taehyung never made her feel bad, so why would Jungkook become aggressive?

Jungkook sighed, trying his best to communicate his feelings to her. “He made you happy, but you never…feel like that with me.” He bit his lip, nervously watching her reaction and hoping he didn’t need to make things any more clear for her.

Rose’s face scrunched in confusion, “I am though. When you listen and behave, I’m happy.” Jungkook huffed with annoyance, which finally clicked the pieces together for Rose. “Oh…” He was talking about the obvious crush she had on her classmate. “Wait, you were jealous? That’s why you were acting so weird?” 

Her heart fluttered at the thought, which pulled Jungkook’s attention. Maybe he had a chance against that guy. “Yeah…” He admitted bitterly, hating that she knew the cause of his temperament. His annoyance with the confession burned out when he heard her giggle.

He nearly melted into the mattress as she hovered over him with a smile that could light the room. She shook her head in disbelief, her hair brushing over his cheeks as it swayed side to side. “JK, you’re unbelievable.” This situation was unbelievable. If someone had told her that she would be in this position with Jungkook a couple of weeks ago, she would have laughed in their face. Them getting along? Yeah right. Jungkook confessing he was jealous? Yeah sure, whatever you say. Kissing each other? As if. Her actually enjoying it?

Rose froze. She enjoyed it, kissing him that is. It was really nice, and him telling her he was jealous? Oh my gosh, why was that such a vibe? She could practically hear her heart thundering in her eardrums as Jungkook wrapped his fingers through the tresses of her hair. “You’re mine.” He growled, pulling her down again.

‘Well, I-” She couldn’t speak as he captured her lips with his. She had half the mind to pull away and talk things through, but the half that won allowed her to sink against his chest. She let her eyes rest as she reciprocated the kiss, melting against his pillowy lips as she breathed nothing but his refreshing scent of eucalyptus and birch.

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Hello everyone!

I wanted to give you an update on clash given it’s been a little while. I’ve been going through a lot of things since the new year including multiple family deaths. I haven’t been inspired to write the finale of Clash so I’ve been working with Anna on a couple of new Hustlers episode. I want to make sure Clash gets the ending it deserves. I will be writing it and releasing it once that inspiration returns.

Thank you for your patience 🙏🏻

-Emmy 💕

Sheltered: Chapter 4

More updates later today! The sisters take the hybrids to get some clothing and deal with some enlightening developments.

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{Main Pairings:} Jeon Jungkook/Original Female Character, Choi Soobin/Original Female Character, Kim Taehyung/Original Female Character(s)

{Rating:} 18+

{Genre:} Alternate Universe - Hybrids

{Summary:} Realization finally dawned on Lily, knowing she now had the responsibility of three hybrids rather than three dogs. Her eyes grew wide while her eyebrows rose up in wonder before she turned her attention to her sister. The shocked expression of Rose had her smile sheepishly. “Well, at least we don’t have to name them.”

{Warnings:} Mild Angst, Mature Language, Mild Sexual Content, Awkward Flirting

{Taglist:} @chimsworldsstuff

“I’m home!” Lily hollered stepping into the house with a small bundle of clothes in her arms. She walked through the main hallway, noticing Rose’s bedroom door was closed before moving towards the living room. Her heart swelled to find the three hybrids comfortably draped along the couch while the television played in the background. She wanted them to feel at home and seeing them naturally relaxed around the house reassured her of her decision. 

She glanced around the room to assess the amount of damage control she would need to accommodate. She was surprised to find it in the same condition that it was left, which she was thoroughly grateful for. With a sigh, she finally met the bright smile of Taehyun. “I brought you some proper clothes.” She propped the bundle up to give him a better view. She gestured her head towards her bedroom, “Let’s get you dressed, and I’ll take you guys shopping.”

Taehyun jumped off the couch and scurried towards her to grab the outfit she gathered from an old ad campaign her company did. She turned to the other two men with her hands casually resting on her hips. “After that, we’ll get pizza. Sound good?” It was mostly a rhetorical question, but she picked up on the confused expression shared between Soobin and Jungkook. “Wait, can you eat pizza? What can you have?”

“We’re hybrids, not pets. We can eat what you eat.” Jungkook deadpanned, he had little to no patience after dealing with Rose’s foul attitude. Lily cringed at his response, wishing she hadn’t put her foot in her mouth. She didn’t want to be like most people who considered hybrids more like animals than humans. Jungkook sensed a spike in her nerves as she began overthinking her next question. He cleared his throat, correcting the tone of his voice as he realized Lily was only trying to be accommodating to him and his brothers. “We’ve just never had pizza.”

“Oh, well we don’t have to get pizza then-” She began but was cut off by Jungkook.

“Pizza sounds good.” He gave her a tight smile before turning his attention back towards the television so that the conversation would end on that note. 

Lily’s mouth hung open a small bit, adjusting to his abrasiveness as she found Soobin’s narrow stare watching her. She laughed the nerves away as she flashed him a reassuring smile despite the overwhelming feeling hanging over her. Taehyun finally emerged from the bedroom in the button-up shirt and slacks she grabbed from work. The clothes clearly didn’t suit him as they were too formal and slightly large on his frame.

“Alright, I’ll get Rose and then we can leave.” She quickly dashed down the hall, opening the door of her sister’s room with only the warning sound of a knock before disrupting her. Once in the room, she noticed Rose bundled up in her pillows with her laptop sitting on the duvet and headphones over her ears. Rose glanced up at her sister, pulling the headphones off her head with an annoyed sigh. “What now?”

Lily bit back a retort to the tone of her sister, trying to avoid a fight. “They need new clothes, so we need to go to the store.”

Rose blinked up at her older sister, “I’m not paying for them. You wanted them, you can take care of their bills.”

Lily rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “I’m not asking you to pay, but I need your help.”

“With what?” She scrunched her nose and squinted her eyes, thoroughly agitated with the idea of going anywhere with Jungkook. 

Lily bit her lip, avoiding her sister’s scrutinizing stare. “Well, I could use your help managing them in the store, picking out outfits, and…using your car.” Even though Lily muttered the last part, Rose heard it all too well as she tossed herself back on the bed with a groan.

—

 Rose never wanted a car drive to be so short in her life. Despite her protests, Lily convinced her to take the SUV because putting the boys in the bed of the truck was “unsafe.” However, almost instantly Soobin discovered how the windows rolled down in the back seat. Thus began the battle between Rose and Jungkook, where he was defiantly pressing the button down and she would have to bring it back up as they drove on the interstate to their destination. Everyone was annoyed by the harsh wind reverberating through the window, but Jungkook refused to back down. It wasn’t until Rose decided to use the child safety function that the fight ceased. 

 It was only about a 15-minute drive, but everyone felt an uncomfortable storm brewing behind the demeanors of Jungkook and Rose, dragging time slowly as they waited for the eye of the hurricane to pass before the storm reared its head. Lily sighed in relief when they finally parked in the lot and quickly got the three hybrids into the store for some much-needed distance with her aggravated sister.

 She grabbed a cart before looking at the men, “Okay, grab some shirts and pants then we’ll try them for size. You can pile what you find in the cart.” Jungkook rapidly dashed off towards the racks as Soobin and Taehyun stayed back waiting for Lily to guide them through the shopping experience. Rose went off on her own as well, casually looking through the racks simply for the soothing therapy that came from finding the variety of styles and color schemes.

 Lily tried to gauge their measurements, noticing that Jungkook was going through the racks for larger sizes. She quirked her eyebrow curiously but proceeded to point out some areas for the other two to start their search. While the boys were busy looking through shirts, she took the liberty to start looking through the men’s pants, guessing at their waist size. Her head was getting whiplash as she flickered between the expanse of the material and the width of Soobin’s waist. 

 “What about this?” She heard from behind her. Lily twirled around to find Taehyun holding out a light-colored jacket to show her. 

 She smiled reassuringly, “Yeah, that’ll be good in case you get cold.”

 “And this?” Soobin moved in close on the other side of her, placing a white long-sleeve shirt in her view. She turned towards him, startled by his abrupt presence practically caging her between himself, Taehyun, and the cart with her back brushing against the clothes hanging on the rack.

 “Yeah, yeah. Just put it in the cart, we’ll pick out some favorites later.” She reminded him, feeling overwhelmed as his figure towered slightly over her. She breathed as he placed his item in the cart and walked back to the racks, Taehyun also moving by to add his shirt. Lily turned back to the pants, continuing her attempts at guessing the boy’s sizes.

 Rose was feathering through the hangers, her blue eyes dancing over the patterns on the fabric until something caught her eye. She heard the harsh sound of metal hangers dragging across the racks aggressively and glanced up to find Jungkook, not too far off from her, creating large gaps between the clothes for better viewing. She then noticed the large bundle of items hanging over his shoulder before realizing he took everything off the hangers.

 She could only wonder where they might have been at that point, questioning if Jungkook might have been creating a mess for the workers. Then she watched as he pulled a shirt off the hanger and threw it over his shoulder, confirming her suspicions that he was simply leaving empty hangers wherever he found them. She considered scolding him for his terrible shopping etiquette, but decided against it, shrugging her shoulders. “It’s not my problem. Lily can handle it.”

 Lily finally gave up and called Taehyun over so that she could hold some different pant sizes against his body for a more accurate measure. She held the jeans up to his hips, making sure the denim curled a little past his front so that it wasn’t too snug on his frame. He was the smallest of the three so finding his size was fairly easy. Then she called Soobin over and felt the process was more tedious since he was so tall and lean. 

 As she held up a pair of pants up against his hips, he stepped forward, invading her space once again. When she moved back to get a better look, he followed. “Soobin, stop moving.” She groaned, feeling flushed under his soft stare. He only smiled as he sensed the rapid beat of her heart compared to the steady pace she usually had. 

 She worked fast to get his size so that she could clear her mind, annoyed with herself about how easily she was bothered by his existence. She felt like she was in high school all over again, getting nervous about the boys in her class, where she would choke and crawl into her shell if they asked to borrow a pencil. She hasn’t been in a relationship in a long while and it was beginning to look obvious. 

 “Okay, got it. You can go.” She pulled the jeans away from his body and threw them into the cart then turned back towards the rack to find some other styles. The nerves in her back tingled as they warned her that Soobin still stood just behind her and seemed to move closer to her. 

She felt a pressure on her shoulder and turned her head to find Soobin’s chin resting on her, a cute round smile on his face with small divots in his cheek. “I’m done.” He explained simply, enjoying the sweet smell of coconut that wafted from her. 

“Oh, okay.” She glanced in the other direction, unintentionally shoving her hair in his face as she observed the cart to see it nearly full. She turned back to him when he pulled away to sniffle his nose from the feathery touch of her brown hair. “Well, help me find the others and we’ll go to the fitting rooms.” 

Soobin went to retrieve Taehyun while Lily looked around for signs of the independent doberman. She found him at the far end of the men’s department with a hefty pile of solid dark and white fabrics slewed over his shoulder. She pushed the cart as she approached him, “Hey, we’re going to try things on. You ready?” She asked, waiting for him to look up at her.

He shrugged, “I don’t need to try anything.” 

She acknowledged the sizes he went through were much larger. “Are you sure? These are gonna be pretty big.”

He didn’t respond, simply throwing the pile of his things in the small compartment of the cart that allowed small children to sit. He moved past her and walked towards the others without another word. Lily gapped like a fish, still adjusting to his mannerisms. “What about pants?” She called out, following after him.

After convincing Jungkook to at least try on some bottoms and getting Rose’s help to judge, the women waited patiently as the three hybrids changed in the dressing room. Lily leaned on the handles of the cart while Rose leaned her hip against the front with her foot resting on the undercarriage. The younger woman was scrolling through her phone, hoping to pass the time while waiting between changes. 

“Come out when you have clothes on!” Lily announced as she grew wary of the amount of time it took for them to change. Suddenly, Jungkook’s door opened to reveal him in nothing but a fitting pair of gray sweatpants with his bare chest glaring under the fluorescent lights of the thrift store. The girl's eyes went wide in surprise as he stood proudly half-naked for the other shoppers to witness his impressive physique.

Rose’s eyes traveled over the plains of his body, roaming over the peaks of his muscles before she snapped back to cover the view of his naked body with the palm of her hand. “Where the hell is your shirt?”

Lily cringed, “JK, you gotta keep your shirt on.” She moved across and gestured him back inside as Soobin and Taehyun emerged in their new outfits. The hybrids were acutely aware of the increase in the women’s heart rates as Lily tried to conceal Jungkook’s virtue. He simply smirked at the others before going back into the fitting room, thrilled by the attention he received from the two women, specifically the more difficult sister. 

Soobin whined in his throat when the girls seemed distracted by Jungkook but was happy when the noise he made turned their stares in his direction. Lily stepped back for a better look at the pair and was weirdly in awe of the simple styles that seemed to suit them almost perfectly. Taehyun was wearing a thin striped shirt, jeans, and a dark jacket thrown over his shoulders, which flattered him. Soobin was in a plain t-shirt with jeans, but Lily couldn’t deny that the simple fabrics complemented his handsome features. He didn’t need anything vibrant to make him stand out. 

“Tae, I love the stripes on you. It’s such a vibe.” Rose complimented wholeheartedly. The younger hybrid beamed with excitement before dashing into the fitting room to try another outfit. Rose giggled at his actions, appreciating how easygoing he was compared to Jungkook. 

“Is this good?” Soobin asked, seeking the same praise Taehyun received. Rose didn’t have much of an opinion since the outfit was pretty simple. 

Lily seemed to snap out of her trance and smiled reassuringly. “Yeah, you look great.” He returned the expression, his divots reappearing before he went back into the fitting room as well.  Once he was gone, Rose looked at Lily expectantly and cleared her throat. When they met each other’s gaze, she spoke. “You are so obvious.” She chuckled as her sister’s eyes grew wide with accusation.

“Shut the hell up.” Lily huffed with a roll of her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. Rose only laughed harder when her sister became defensive by her statement. 

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 After the hybrids settled on a few outfits to wear regularly and some other necessities, the dysfunctional family returned home. Lily ordered a variety of pizza pies since their fridge was empty from the three garbage disposals that moved in. Rose nestled herself into the corner of the sectional, clicking through all the streaming services to pick a movie. After a monotonous search, the girls settled on showing the boys a scary movie. Rose hoped to see the reactions of Jungkook with her fingers crossed for him to be scared by the movie. 

 Lily sat on the opposite side of the sectional with her feet resting on the chaise while Taehyun cuddled up next to her, resting his head on her so that she could massage his scalp with her fingertips. Soobin sat in the middle of Taehyun and Rose while Jungkook hugged the far end of the couch, keeping a distance from the others. The movie began and everyone settled into their spots, letting their bodies sink into the cushions as the tension in the movie slowly grew more intense. 

 Soobin and Taehyun were on edge as the movie progressed while Jungkook seemed unphased. A particular scene was playing out the intense music that led off to a jump scare, the bass rumbling through the speakers and shaking the core of the audience. Taehyun clung to Lily as he watched the movie curiously, exceedingly suspicious of what awaited them just around the corner of the dim hallway the actor was creeping through.

DING DONG!

Taehyun yelped at the sound of the doorbell as Soobin and Jungkook snarled in the direction of the front door, their defenses on high alert from the lingering scent just beyond the entrance. “Oh, pizza’s here!” Lily pulled away from Taehyun, skipping towards the door to greet the delivery driver. The hybrids watched intently as she briefly thanked the driver before walking back towards the kitchen to place the thin boxes of pizza on the counter. “Come get it!”

Rose paused the movie as the men rapidly jumped from the couch with excitement. They inhaled the scent of the food, letting their mouths drool from the delicious taste as Lily handed them paper plates. She ordered various toppings since it was their first time trying pizza and she only hoped they enjoyed it as much as any other person. Jungkook stacked slice after slice on his plate, creating a small tower before dashing off to the couch to begin eating his food. Soobin and Taehyun followed Rose’s lead of taking two slices at a time with the promise of having seconds if they were still hungry for more. 

Lily waited last to grab her pieces of the pie before joining the others back in the living room. Rose resumed the movie while they ate and then watched intently to see the reactions of the hybrids as they encountered the flavors of the pizza. Lily chuckled as she watched Jungkook devour the food on his plate unapologetically, assuming that he seemed to enjoy the taste even just a little. Soobin shyly bit into his food, chewing thoroughly to divulge and savor the mixture. Taehyun’s eyes were large with wonder as he enjoyed his first piece before excitedly scarfing down the rest.

The girls watched the hybrids happily enjoy their meals, imagining the rapid wag of their tails if they were in their dog form. After they finished eating, the movie ended and Rose clicked on the suggested title that showed up during the credits, indulging in another movie for their first official night together. While she wasn’t completely on board with the idea of being the caregiver of three grown hybrids, she wanted to at least make living there as painless as possible by keeping them busy. 

Jungkook was mindlessly watching the movie, unbothered by the jump scares of the scenes when he began to smell a swirl of sweetness suffocating his senses. He inhaled the scent deeper, trying to pinpoint the delicious scent only to realize it was coming from just next to him. Rose’s usual floral cream smell was heightened by the hint of sugar as her body prepared itself for fertilization. His mind was hazy with lustful intent as vivid images of filling her with his seed became ingrained in his brain. 

Rose was only partially paying attention to the movie as she scrolled through social media on her phone. She laughed to herself at a meme her friend shared before feeling the cushions around her sink from a shift in weight. She glanced up, startled to find Jungkook and Soobin leaning in close. “Um, excuse me. Back up.” Her eyebrows furrowed as she pushed Jungkook’s face from getting any closer. 

“You smell good.” Soobin whispered from deep in his diaphragm, the sound similar to a growl as his being dripped with need from the intoxicating scent. 

Lily glanced over from the small whispers that distracted her from her movie, surprised to see the two hybrids literally cornering her sister. “What are you guys doing?” Her voice was harsh, uncomfortable with the predatory look in Jungkook’s eyes as he stared her sister down. 

Taehyun lifted his head from her lap, catching a whiff of the sweet smell drifting from Rose. “She’s ovulating.” He stated, trying to blow the scent from his nose to avoid getting heated from her smell. 

Rose was shocked by Taehyun’s statement, the hovering presence of Soobin and Jungkook finally clicking as she realized they had ill intentions for her affections. “Oh my god! Are you kidding me?” She abruptly got up from the couch, pushing past the two offending men to break free from their intensity. She glared at her sister, “I can’t believe you brought home these horny mongrels. I’m going to my room, where I’m safe.”

Rose made a statement by slamming her bedroom door before catapulting herself on the bed and burying herself under the duvet to hide from her new reality. In her makeshift tent, she pulled out her phone as the bright light illuminating the screen projected over the fabric of her sheets and tapped on Taehyung’s contact. She needed to vent and she clearly couldn’t do that with her sister, the root of her problems, so she reached out to her dear friend from class. 

“Hello?” His deep voice instantly soothed her as she pressed her ear to her phone. 

She smiled as her heart leaped in her chest, “Hey. Are you busy?”

“Uh, no. Why? What’s up?” On the other end of the phone call, he tucked the device between his shoulder and ear while he stirred his ramen noodles.

She sighed dramatically, “I’m just overwhelmed and I could use a friend.”

He smiled, biting his lip as she referred to him as a friend. He loved that in her time of need, she thought to reach out to him. “What’s bothering you?” He quietly stole a sip of his broth, waiting for her response.

She clicked her tongue with annoyance, “My sister insisted on bringing home three dogs…and they’re not like little puppies. They’re large, full-grown dogs.” She strategically emphasized her words to convey the weight of the situation.

“Wow, three. That is a lot…Where did she find them?” He asked, curious about the abrupt presence of three dogs in his classmate's life.  

Rose felt a small pang of guilt as she remembered their story about their previous home. “She found them abandoned on the road.” 

Taehyung felt a sadness in the pit of his stomach as he was a lover of animals. “Oh, that’s terrible. It’s nice that she took them in, but if it’s too much she should take them to the shelter.”

Rose knew they couldn’t. “Yeah, but she’s already attached.” She pressed the pads of her fingers to her temple, “Honestly, there’s only one that’s a problem, but I know she won’t get rid of him.”    “Oh?”

 “Yeah, he’s a doberman. He doesn’t listen to me, like at all.” She huffed, causing a small laugh to escape Taehyung’s lips from the speaker of the phone. “It’s not funny. He’s such a brat.”

 Despite the annoyance in her voice, Taehyung imagined a cute pout on her lips as she spoke and he couldn’t take her seriously. “Sorry, I don’t mean to laugh. You just sound cute when you’re mad.” She rolled her eyes in response and sarcastically laughed. He settled his laughter and spoke up again, “Well, if you ever need to escape the beasty, we can always go out together.”

 He froze as he realized how that might have sounded and panicked as he waited for her interruption. Rose bit her lip, her cheeks feeling flush with the idea of going on a date with the ever-handsome Taehyung. “Go out?” She probed, hoping he might ask her on a proper date.

 He stumbled and cleared his throat, “Yeah, you know, hang out.” He quickly clarified, avoiding the possible rejection. 

 Her shoulders dropped and she was glad that she wasn’t talking to him in person to see her disappointment. She swallowed her emotions, “Oh yeah. That would be great.” She hummed a little unsure of what else to say and settled on calling it a night. “Thanks for letting me vent, but I should head to bed. Talk to you later.” Taehyung shared the same sentiments before they wished each other a good night. Rose sighed as she pressed the ‘end call’ button and let her phone drop from her hand. She smothered her face into the plush of her mattress cover, “Fuck my life.”

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clash ??? 😢😢😢😢😢

I’ve been busy working on a couple episodes of Hustlers but Clash is my next goal in the next couple of weeks 💕