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LITTLE LOVE CH-4

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Jungkook wiggled anxiously in his seat at the table, his eyes glued to the glass patio door which lead into Seokjin and Ayana’s garden. A place in which the two hybrids were yet to explore.

After Seokjin left, Ayana sat with the boys whilst she waited for them to finish eating.

The two hybrids knew she was being polite, making small conversation and showing them the warm smile she did the day before.

Although still on edge, Jimin felt that Ayana was someone he could definitely get used to being around.

For a number of reasons.

Shaking off that thought, Jimin glanced over at Jungkook who was clearly distracted as he stared into the green oasis outside.

Ayana paused her conversation when both hybrids seemingly stopped listening to her. She hummed happily watching their faces yearn to go outside into her garden.

Her garden, her little paradise.

Hours she spent gravelling and tending to each plant, soaking up the sun they got during the summer, and creating a lush escape of peace. And seeing the two hybrids admire it made her heart fill with warmth.

“You want to go outside? We have quite a big garden, it’s actually one of my favourite things about this place,” she took one last sip of her coffee before motioning for the boys to follow her.

“Ah,” Jimin mumbled, scratching his head awkwardly. “Yes please.”

Jungkook stayed silent, grabbing a fistful of Jimin’s shirt as he waited quite impatiently for Ayana to open the door. “Hurry,” he spoke so softly it was impossible to hear. Well except to Jimin who hushed him with a pinch to the younger boys finger.

Ayana slid open the patio door, letting in rays of sunshine into the kitchen. Her face eluded in the natural glow of the sun.

The small girls stepped aside, letting the two boys rush out into the garden.

Just as she was about to follow them, Jungkook stood in-front of the opening, quickly coming up with an excuse.

“A-Ayana do you mind making us more of that coffee you did this morning? I’m really craving another cup!” He smiled more to himself at his excuse.

Jungkook was never a good liar, but he didn’t think that was so bad.

“Oh,” Ayana was taken aback for a short while before she nodded happily. “Of course, does Jimin want-“

“Yes,” Jungkook nodded quickly, “thank you.” He mumbled before running off to find Jimin.

Ayana hummed, with a small head tilt as she watched the young boy scurry off through the plants.

Back in the garden Jungkook was following a running Jimin who headed towards the end of Seokjin and Ayana’s garden where the oh so familiar scent struck hard.

“Hyung!” Jimin yelled happily, throwing himself into the arms of an older hybrid. “You’re safe! You’re alive!”

Jungkook didn’t shy away from the scent as he too threw himself in the arms of the older hybrid, his eyes stained with tears as he gripped onto the wolf hybrid that collapsed onto the floor, gripping the two younger hybrids protectively.

“Of course I’m alive!” He chuckled, wiping his eyes and shaking off the emotion he felt after this long due reunion. “They couldn’t keep me even if they tried.” He winked down at Jungkook who stared up at him admirably as he listened to the small groups alpha speak for the first time in weeks.

“We missed you so much!” Jimin spoke in a hushed tone, remembering that Ayana was still inside the house. He gripped tightly onto the man’s bicep, standing himself up.

“You smell different,” Namjoon mumbled, nuzzling his face into the crook of Jungkook’s neck, soaking himself up in the new scent.

“It’s nice isn’t it.” Jungkook smiled, leaning into his alpha’s embrace.

“Who’s scent is this?”

Jimin eyed his alpha cautiously, taking a quick glance back towards the patio door before back down at his two mates. To Jimin’s surprise, he didn’t seem angry, more confused as he kept scenting scenting their youngest mate.

“Just someone that helped us.” Jimin mumbled nervously, playing with his fingers as he anxiously awaited the introduction which he knew was impossible to avoid.

“Well you don’t need them now,” the alpha spoke firmly, putting his own scent back on Jungkook who melted into his touch, his anxiety and worries all gone now he was in the arms of his lost mate.

“Jimin come here,” Jungkook motioned for his other mage to come join them. Nervously Jimin knelt down facing the two hybrids.

“I think we should-“

“We should leave.” The alpha announced, “now we’re back together we need to find ourselves a new shelter.”

“But Namjoon,” Jimin started only to get cutoff.

“We can’t stay here with another pack. We need to find our own territory.” Namjoon said firmly, “that’s final.”

“But Ayana said,” Jungkook said once he brought himself back to reality.

“Ayana?” Namjoon’s voice almost came out as a growl as he spoke the girls name.

“Yes, she’s the lady that helped us the other night!” Jimin smiled at his leader, his eyes glistening as he spoke about the girl inside the house. Namjoon fought back an eye roll as he watched his mate speak so casually about another hybrid.

“And Seokjin will be home soon so you could speak to him about it too.”

“Seokjin?”

“That’s her mate!” Jungkook added, “he’s at work right now but he said he’d be back home later tonight!”

“Enough of this,” Namjoon quickly shutdown the conversation. “My words final. Now come on.” He helped Jungkook stand before getting up himself.

“Jimin?” A soft voice called out from further up the garden.

Namjoon’s eyes perked up at the sound, eyes narrow as he fought sight of the petite girl stood by the house, holding a tray of steaming coffee.

“The coffee you wanted is ready,” she took a step forward heading towards a small tea table where she was able to get a look at Jimin who stood wide eyed. “Are you okay?” She asked, concerned for him.

“Ayana maybe you should go inside.”

Namjoon’s eyes narrowed even further as he stared the girl down. He brushed Jungkook’s arm off of him as he matched up to Jimin where he made eye contact with Ayana.

He felt his blood rise in anger as he noticed one specific detail.

“She’s human!”

IM ALIVE! It’s been so hectic. I’ve got two chapters for Hiraeth all ready and just need to be looked over before they’re ready to be uploaded. Little Love should be uploaded by Wednesday! :)

LITTLE LOVE CH-3

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Ayana woke up first, content sitting up in bed for a while whilst she pulled herself together before being followed shortly by a half asleep Seokjin.

“Morning pretty lady,” he mumbled, his voice deep with sleep, greeting her with a lob sided grin.

Ayana smiled softly at her fiancé, running a a hand through a stray strand of hair which covered his rich brown eyes.

Like always, Ayana felt her breath being taken from her as she looked at the man laid next to her. She still didn’t understand how she got so lucky.

Of course Seokjin would think the same thing. Infact it was something he wondered on the daily. Everytime he looked at his childhood sweetheart it felt like a fever dream. His entire world revolved around her. He was completely and utterly devoted to this women, and he couldn’t wait to marry her.

He just had to wait fifty more mornings.

Fifty mornings to some people may not seem that long. (Something months exactly.) but to Seokjin it felt like an eternity.

He watched with a longing eye as Ayana took herself into their bathroom, before later coming out with a freshly washed face, her hair tied back into a loose ponytail.

He sighed contently, staring at her with awe and hazy eyes, a subconscious smile melted on his face.

“I’m going to get started on breakfast,” Ayana leaned down to press a gentle kiss on his forehead. “I’ll check on the boys whilst I’m up too.”

Seokjin nodded, taking a hand to his head as he stretched his arm under the pillow. Groaning in satisfaction as he did so. “I’ll be down soon.”

Ayana felt awkward peeking into the hybrids rooms. She didn’t want to frighten them or disrespect their privacy, but she wanted to see that they were okay. She knocked on Jungkook’s door softly, hoping not to startle him awake, if he was still sleeping that is. When she got no answer she slowly pushed the door open.

A wave of panic ran through her as she saw the empty bed. Laid out exactly as she did it last night. Grabbing her arm in an attempt to sooth the rising anxiety that began to filter through her veins she quickly made her way towards Jimin’s room, where she expected exactly the same situation. A clean, made bed with no sleeping hybrid.

But just incase, like she did with Jungkook’s door she knocked softly waiting for a mumble, a humm. Anything.

But still there was nothing.

She pushed open the door, expecting the same as before. But yet this sight was different.

Unlike Jungkook’s made bed, these sheets were crinkled into a small nest, a scent which was so subtle, Ayana couldn’t make out infested the room.

It was a sweet scent, a calming sent of lavender was all she was reminded of.

And upon that next was two sleeping hybrids.

There was the missing Jungkook, cradling a sleeping Jimin who was nuzzled into the younger ones neck.

A chorus of tiny snores echoed the room.

The sight was so sweet, Ayana couldn’t help but stand there and adore the sight. She could feel the radiation of the boys love for one another shoot straight through her.

But still it felt bittersweet.

Her mind brought her back to last night where she was reminded of the horrific attack the two boys had to endure.

Seoul was constantly busy. Jungkook and Jimin were bound to have been ignored by people walking past.

Some probably sneering as they did.

Snapping out of the small trance she felt from walking in the room she quickly shook herself out of it, deciding not to wake the two sleeping hybrids, taking herself outside their newly made nest, quietly closing the door behind her.

“Everything okay?” She heard her fiancé’s concerned voice speak softly from behind her. Ayana was startled slightly, turning to face him with a hand on her heart.

“You scared me.” She chuckled, patting his chest gently. “I was a little scared when I saw Jungkook wasn’t in his room,” she nodded her head towards the door closest to her. “Turns out he’s in there with Jimin.”

“Poor kid was probably terrified,” Jin chewed on the bottom of his lip in thought, before locking his gaze back on Ayana as she nodded.

'Mhm, he’s safe here.” She hummed to herself, brushing herself past Jin, treating him to a gentle kiss on his shoulder as she did so.

Jin stared at Jimin's closed door, lots of random thoughts running through his head.

Of course he wanted the two hybrids to be safe, to be off the streets. But he wasn't sure how he felt about leaving them alone with Ayana. Hell they only met each other yesterday, and now he has to trust they wont attack his fiance out of fear and misunderstandings.

Honestly he felt guil;ty having those thoughts, yes he hadn't known them very long, scratch that. He doesn't know them at all. Seokjin always prided himself on treating everybody as equals, despite their age, race, weight, gender - and that included hybrids. But now he was actually in a situation which affected someone he loves very much, everything is different.

Deciding on letting them sleep, Seokjin made his way downstairs, following Ayana's floral scent of the perfume into the kitchen where he was overtaken by the smell of dalgona coffee and steaming egg rolls.

'the boys need to get their strength back, so I thought a nice protein breakfast and a little pick me up drink would do them good,' she smiled at Jin who leaned down to give her a small peck on the lips.

he nodded, taking his finger to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear, admiring her in a state of awe.

'Yana, I'm a little nervous to go to work today,' he spoke in a hushed tone, snaking his arms around her waist.

The girl hummed, enticing him to continue as she wrapped her own arms around his neck, leaning into his embrace as he gave a gentle sigh.

'I know from what we've seen of the boys so far they're sweet and gentle, a little shy yes,' Ayana's eyes narrowed in confusion as she tried to guess where this conversation was going.

'we've seen all the news articles about the uh,' he lowered his voice just in case. It was always his luck to get into bad situations accidentally. 'Of those hybrid attacks.'

Ayana's eyes narrowed, 'Jin you can't be serious.'

Jin recoiled his head back in disbelief, 'Yana, you've got to know where I'm coming from. I mean we've only known them since-' he stopped himself, 'we've only known them a day!'

'and from what we've seen they haven't done anything wrong!' She defended them, much to Seokjin's disbelief. He genuinely thought she'd understand where he was coming from with this.

'Not yet no, but how am I meant to leave for work knowing anything could happen to you at any point! And I'm not there to take care of you!' he threw his hands up in irritation.

'Jinnie, seriously i'll be alright. If I have any problems I'll ring you okay?'

The sound of shuffling from upstairs distracted the pair, ands they thought better to keep having this conversation when the topic were coming downstairs.

Ayana smiled over Seokjin's shoulder at Jimin, Jungkook following quickly behind him, one hands clung onto Jimin's shirt. 'morning,' she chirped with a bright grin, as Jimin returned a small smile. 'I made you guys some food to wake yourselves up,' she gestured to the table where the still steaming eggrolls were all plated up, surrounding a bowl of rice for the pair to share.

'Thankyou mis-' he stopped himself as he saw Ayana's smile fade slightly at the formality. 'Thankyou Ayana,' his eyes bright and tail swishing as he noticed the smile reappear on her lips.

She has such pretty lips, he thought, following her into the kitchen making sure to bring a hungry Junkook with him.

'Well I should be going to work now,' Jin quickly finished up the eggroll he was eating before kissing the top of his fiance's head. 'If you need anything call me,' he looked between all three of them before stopping his glance on Ayana. 'And I mean anything.'

Ayana nodded, walking Jin to the front door where she left him with a longing kiss on the lips, wrapping her pinky finger around his, as he did the same. 'I promise i'll be okay.' she whispered.

But unbeknownst to Ayana and Seokjin, across the room Jimin and Jungkook picked up a scent. One that wasn't their newly found humans. But instead a very familiar scent.

Junkook looked over towards Jimin, his heart in his throat and his foot thumping the ground in excitement. Jimin was already looking around frantically searching for the owner of the scent, in hope it wasn't some cruel trick someone is playing on them.

That was until his eyes got caught on another hybrid lurking outside in the garden.

Little love chapter should be finished and posted sometime tomorrow. Today has been hectic, but the chapter is halfway done! :)

I HAVENT FORGOTTEN

Going to start writing up a little love chapter either today or tomorrow. Currently on holiday for the next two weeks so updates might be a little slow. Any suggestions for future chapters lmk :)

Going to start writing up a little love chapter either today or tomorrow. Currently on holiday for the next two weeks so updates might be a little slow. Any suggestions for future chapters lmk :)

Another hiraeth chapter tonight..?

Maybe..

LITTLE LOVE CH-2

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Seokjin and Ayana smiled softly at the two hybrids stood across from them, who held onto each others arms tightly.

“Jinnie take over here whilst I clean them up,” the girl sighed with a frown, not taking her eyes off the frightened boys.

Seokjin nodded, giving Ayana’s upper arm a soft squeeze before taking her place in the kitchen.

Ayana slowly walked towards the boys, trying her best to keep them calm and not startle them.

“If you two want to sit over in the living room, I’m going to run up and grab our first aid box,” she flashed them a small, sympathetic smile before making her way up the stairs.

The two boys watched as Ayana left, shyly making their way to the living room, dropping themselves down to the floor.

Seokjin watched curiously at the two boys, wondering wether to intervene. He glanced towards the floor where his own feet stood before calling out, “you can sit on the couch boys, it’s alright.” He didn’t look at them. If there was one thing Seokjin hated it was awkwardness. So avoiding the eye contact of two cautious hybrids helped stir away from that hated feeling.

“That’s okay sir, we don’t want to get anything dirty.”

“Dirty?” Ayana asked from the top of the stairs, making her way down, holding a large plastic container in her hands. “You’ve just had a shower you couldn’t-“

“Hybrids are dirty,” the taller one mumbled, looking straight at the floor. Ayana watched solemnly as he quickly got up onto his feet, bowing in her direction. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt you miss-“

Ayana glanced over at Jin, who was analysing the situation with agitation. “Who told you hybrids are dirty?”

The boy shrugged, sitting back down on the floor, shifting over to his friend protectively. “It’s just a fact.”

“Well call me a conspiracy theorist because I don’t believe that.” Ayana tutted as she made her way towards the two boys. “Come on now, sit on the couch so I don’t have to strain my neck.” She laughed, “I’m getting old now.” She shifted her eyes over to Jin who was shooting her a playful glare. “Not as old as he is though,” she whispered to the boy on her right.

The small hybrid huffed a tiny laugh, before slowly following Ayana’s demand, taking the other hybrid with him to sit up on the couch.

“I don’t know what those men were saying to you,” Ayana muttered, inspecting the taller boys arm. “But don’t believe it even for a single second. My sister has a hybrid back home,” she confessed with a smile, “her names Yuki and she’s the sweetest, cleanest little thing.” She distracted the boy whilst the wiped disinfectant in some of the scrapes on his arm. “I think she’d be able to pull you both out of it our shells.” She grabbed a little pink plaster from the box, placing it down gently on a bigger, fresher wound on the boys arm. “What’s your name anyway?” She asked.

The hybrid gulped back his fear as he admired the colourful band on his wrist, he’s never seen something like this before. The girls touch wasn’t like any other humans that had put their hands on him before. Hers was soft and warm. For some strange reason he felt safe from her touch, but still he couldn’t put his guard down. Not until he knew the true reason why these two humans have brought them here.

“I’m Jimin,” he mumbled, glancing up at the girl who hummed his name back. “This is Jungkook,” he nodded his head over to the taller boy sat quietly beside him.

Ayana smiled, glancing between the two timid hybrids. “Well you already know us,” she chuckled, “but just incase, I’m Ayana,” she nodded her head over to Seokjin who was leant against the refrigerator, arms crossed as he watched the three interact. “And that’s Seokjin.”

“But you guys can call me Jin,” he winked at the youngest hybrid who kept a cautious eye on him since they came down from their shower. “Ayana’s just Ayana.” He sent another wink, to his fiancé this time who shot him a playful glare.

“Just Ayana,” she rolled her eyes towards Jimin who let out a tiny laugh.

After moving onto Jungkook’s wounds and properly giving the two boys a check over, disinfecting any wounds, checking for fractures she finally decided a doctor was not needed, and the two hybrids were physically okay, besides some bruising and Jungkook’s growing black eye.

“What you two need is a nice warm meal and some proper rest.” She hummed happily, moving over to the kitchen where she helped Jin plate up the food they prepared.

The two humans felt their heart crack when the boys eyes widened at the sight.

“It smells very good sir-“ Jungkook mumbled under his breath, peeking over Seokjin’s shoulder at the meal on the dining table.

Jin laughed, moving aside, pulling out a chair for Jungkook, “yeah?” He hummed, “well it tastes even better.”

Ayana nodded in agreement, guiding Jimin to his seat next to Jungkook. “We’ll let you guys eat, I’m going to sort out the guest bedroom.”

“It’s okay miss, we can go after this.” Jimin muttered, nudging Jungkook’s shoulder who quickly dropped the spoon he was holding and nodded quickly.

“Yes miss, you’ve both already been so kind.” He gulped, “we’re okay to leave.”

Ayana frowned, glancing between the two boys who seemed unsure at the words they just spewed out. “If that’s what you want we have no power to stop you.”

This seemed to surprise the pair, as they looked at one another, eyebrow raised in confusion before turning their attention back to Ayana.

“I’ll prepare the room just incase. You boys eat up before it gets cold.” She spoke, her own voice uncertain. Of what? She didn’t know. All she did know was a part of her wanted the two hybrids to stay, maybe just for the night.

And Seokjin felt the same. Having someone to look after besides themselves made their hearts feel a little less empty. They knew something was missing in their little family. Was it these two hybrids? Now that was something he didn’t know.

So for the next half an hour Seokjin and Ayana helped make two of the guest rooms cosy, the bed littered with fluffy blankets, hot water bottles. A glass of water by the bedside tables, a towel incase they wanted to use the shower again.

They needed to make them feel comfortable. It’s clear they need it.

When the two rooms were finally prepared, Ayana and Seokjin made their way back downstairs.

There; by the sink stood the two hybrids hurrying to wash their dishes and cutlery, splatters of washing up liquid spilt all around them as they frantically tried cleaning it up.

“Did you enjoy the meals?” Ayana asked, hoping not to startle the pair.

Her hope went to no avail as the two boys jumped back, Jungkook shaking slightly into Jimin’s arms. “Yes miss.” Jimin spoke softly, his eyes darted straight to the floor, choking back his guilt of messing up their kitchen. “I’m very sorry, we tried to-“

“You tried to clean up for us,” Seokjin grinned, “that’s so cute,” he laughed, going over to help the boys. “You’re both so helpful.” He praised them.

Jimin and Jungkook’s expression slowly changed as they realised they weren’t destined for a punishment, but instead got praised for their helpful efforts.

Jungkook’s eyes lit up as Seokjin kept the praise, his nose twitching with excitement as he watched Seokjin eagerly jump in to help them. “How about I help you both? Then you guys can get some rest.” He paused, watching the boys expressions. “If that’s what you want of course.”

Jungkook excitedly played with his fingers as he waited for Jimin’s answer. They both agreed to stay just one night. Just so they were in better shape to go home tomorrow. They’d do a better job at protecting each other then. Tiredness not being an issue.

“Just one night,” Jimin smiled, eyes still staring at the floor, his tail swishing happily from the praise. “Thankyou,” he looked up at Seokjin before bowing towards Ayana, who stood in the background watching the scene with a bright smile.

Trying to write a little love chapter. I love this plot so god damn much. I need the chapters to be perfect. Also this is a work in progress so if anybody has any suggestions or requests for the fic please let me know so I can incorporate them into the chapters. <3

HIRAETH CH-3

4000 words

MDNI

Please do not read if you are sensitive to the below.

Warnings: non-con, abuse, power dynamic, sa, crimes, violence. Overall a disturbing chapter.

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The next few days have been a repetition of bore. Same old same old. Waking up, going straight to work, messaging the boys, her siblings, then back to sleep.

Work had been getting harder, and Soomin wasn't making it any easier for her or any of the other girls.

Recently business had been "tough" for Soomin, he had a complaint that some of the girls lost their "sex appeal", and his was of fixing that was tighter, shorter costumes, and more physical shows.

On top of that, Nari once again had her wage cut down, like the other girls, working there felt like hell. So much so, three of the girls, Nari's close friends, Tzuyu, Jihyo and Irene had enough of Soomin's abuse and left the same night their wages got cut.

Nari wanted to leave. She really did. Technically speaking she could leave. She could walk out right now. But the grip her boss had on her was immense. Nari was never one to be frightened, but this man scared her terribly. The threats against her sisters, the constant harassment and abuse she got daily. She couldn't leave, she was scared to. What would happen if she did?

Although secretly, she did fantasise about her seven soulmates marching in and dragging her out, keeping their word to protecting her and tending to her needs for the rest of her life.

But she didn't want to become some housewife. Unlike her youngest sister Rosé, she wanted to work. Rosé would happily stay home and enjoy the finer things in life. Hence her new job making her entirely unamused. Nari admired her for that.

After leaving home, Nari dreamt of a life where she was free. Where she didn't have to keep looking behind her every second to make sure her father wasn't chasing after her wanting nothing but to marry her off to some pervert for a quick pay.

It was currently 6:08 pm, new floods of people have just started coming in. Most of the girls were already out on the floor, yet Nari stayed out back, covering her burnt up a soul marks with foundation.

Ever since she bonded with Hoseok, his mark shone through the scars made by her father on her stomach, it got harder to hide the fact that she had indeed found her people.

"How long does it take?" A voice hissed from behind her.

Turning around, Nari was face to face with Soomin, his face seeming agitated.

"I'll only be a few more minutes." She quickly replied before tapping faster on her stomach with the beauty blender, until she was stopped by a hand being placed on her back. His fingers tracing her spine and edging closer to her right side.

"You better hurry up, you have clients waiting outside for you." He smiled to himself, his hands twisting onto her stomach, making her feel nauseous at the touch of him.

It wasn't anything like Hoseok's touch. The feeling of his hands on her felt bliss, yet Soomin's felt sickening.

She wanted nothing more then to feel Hoseok's touch again. The last few nights she stayed awake, imagining how his embrace would feel like.

She was never a romantic type. God she was repulsed when she saw Jennie with her first boyfriend. But with Hoseok, she imagined romance.

She imagined kissing him under the covers, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. Feeling safe and wanted.

Here, she felt used.

"I'm ready now." Nari stood up, shaking off his touch before walking outside, Soomin on her trails.

The next feel hours went rather quickly. Which she was glad about.

It was a slow night thankfully, and the men tonight seemed far more respectful then yesterdays lot.

She kept looking at the door, hoping that the seven would walk in and purchase another session just so she could see them again.

She didn't care how long, the aching feeling seemed to be getting worse as days went by without contact. Especially with Hoseok.

As her shift finally came to an end, she saw the younger girls to their cars, making sure they got out safe before going back in and changing into her everyday wear, ready to go home.

It wasn't until she was finished packing up her bag when Soomin walked through the door.

"One last thing I want you to do tonight Nari." He smiled, walking over to her, holding out his hand to stroke back a loose out of place hair.

"I just have a group of clients, last ones for tonight. My friends, they'd like to have a word with you."

Nari, although hesitant, nodded. Saying nothing and going along with Soomins orders seemed to make her day at work more tolerable.

He walked her over to a booth around the back of the building.

Inside the booth were three men, all middle aged, clearly rich. They were slouched against the leather seats, all drinking the last of their scotch,

"This is her." Soomin said, sliding into the room himself before turning and locking the door.

Nari quickly looked back, eyeing the door and then Soomin nervously.

She wasn't stupid. She knew what was going to happen now.

"Can I help you all?" She asked, hoping to whatever or whoever the fuck is listening that she got the wrong idea.

One of the men stood up, wobbling quite clumsily making his way over to her. His hands caressed her cheek.

Nari wanted nothing more but to spit in his face. God forbid she does.

"You certainly can." He huffed, blowing a wave of alcohol breath right into her face. "You're quite the stunner huh," his hands traced her hips.

Nari shrugged of his hands and moved closer to the door, getting ready to unlock it and bolt.

Soomin however, had other plans. He not so gently pushed her aside and stood in front of the door himself.

The man from before walked up to her again. This time his hands being much more forceful as he squeezed at her hips. "You definitely are something huh." He licked the top corner of his lip.

"She'll do perfectly." Another one said from the couch. "Want to do us a favour and take your clothes off for us babe?"

"No." Nari's eyes narrowed. "This isn't apart of my contract." She turned to glare at Soomin.

"I own you Nari." He smiled, his eyes full of amusement. "Contract or no contract. I can do whatever I want to you. And trust me, I've been wanting to shut you up for a while now."

This was a nightmare. All over again, history repeats itself. She should have known. Now wouldn't it be amazing if the seven came just at this moment to save her from these scum.

Before she could even think anything else, one of the men threw her to the floor, before climbing on top of her. Kicking and punching against him, Nari screamed out to anybody that could hear her.

"Shut her up, I can't enjoy this whilst she's screaming in my fucking ear.

Her clothes were entirely ripped off of her, gagged with her own shirt and pinned down by Soomin, all the men took their time her, once again making her have to endure this pain all over again.

Hours later the torture finally ended. The men laughed around for about half an hour after, having another drink among themselves, before chucking a coin at Nari, who was curled up on the floor, hiding herself from the only decency she had left.

Before leaving, Soomin threw the keys at her, telling her to lock up and be back at work tomorrow afternoon.

Now she was all alone, curled up in a ball in the place she hates. She ached all over, her heart beat couldn't come down to normal. She knew she was on the brink of a panic attack, and the one person she wanted right now was Hoseok.

She didn't want her siblings, she couldn't let them see her like this.

Carefully standing up, Nari slowly made her way into the changing room and fell to the floor, after using up the rest of her strength from walking.

She grabbed her bag off the floor and pulled out her phone before sending a message.

Nari

I need you

Hoseok

So soon? Thought you'd last

longer then that Hahahaha

Nari

You don't understand.

Please come to the club, I need help

Hoseok

Are you okay?

Nari?

Please answer me Nari

Are you safe?

Nari please

Nari

I'm not okay

I'm not safe

Door is unlocked

Everybody's gone

I'm in the changing room

Back of the club, left hand side

Please don't bring anybody else

Hoseok

Im on my way

Stay strong for me okay?

Nari

Mhhm

Nari used this time, and the rest of her strength to put on some shorts and a T-shirt one of the girls left so she'd wouldn't be completely nude when Hoseok got here.

It only took fifteen minutes for Nari to hear the door open, and footsteps rushing into the back room.

"Oh my god Nari," he rushed over to her. "What the fuck happened?" He kneeled down on the floor next to her. "Can I hold you, is that okay?" He asked gently, "it's okay if not, I just want to make sure you're okay with it that's all."

Nari hummed in reply, and leant her head on his lap, as she regained her breath from the events that took place earlier.

Hoseok's hand gently moved her hair out of her face, before taking off his jacket and placing it around her to keep her warm.

"What happened?" He asked, gently stroking her back.

"You can't tell anybody else," Nari looked up at him, "please don't, I'm embarrassed."

Hoseok's eyes turned softer as he looked down at his soulmate, so defenceless and vulnerable.

"Okay, I promise. But you have to tell me what's happened so I can help you." He smiled softly, drawing shapes into the palm of her hand.

Nari looked away, not wanting to look at him, she couldn't bare to see his reaction.

Wouldn't he be repulsed at her?

"I-I was finished with my shift," she stuttered, swallowing back the lump in her throat. "I just, he just."

"Who?" Hoseok asked, already getting the idea of what happened.

"My boss, and three other guys. The back room, they."

"It's okay, you don't have to say it." Hoseok comforted her. He pulled her closer to him, "it's okay, I'm here." He slowly brought her hand up to his lips, placing a soft delicate kiss on it, as he held her close. "It's okay," he looked away, "you're safe now."

Hoseok wanted nothing more but to find that piece of shit and kill him. But he knew he had to be here for her. He knew he had to make her feel safe and protected. He's been in this situation before, with another one of their soulmates. He wasn’t able to be there for them, but he was damn sure to be here for Nari.

"I'm so sorry."

"Hey." Hoseok looked down at her, "you have absolutely nothing to be sorry about. I'm taking you home with me okay? You're going to stay with us, we have a spare bedroom, you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with at all okay?" He stroked her hair back, "you're going to be safe, we'll look after you. You're not working here anymore, I won't let you."

"I need to work."

"You need to rest." He said with a slightly sterner tone then before. "If it's money you need we have plenty. We'll look after you. You're our soulmate."

"I need to send money to my brother and sisters. Hoseok I can't let you just take me in."

"You can and you will. Nari, I'll make sure your brother and sisters get money okay? As much as they need. They won't go without anything, and neither will you."

"Maybe just a few days rest." Nari sighed, as she leant closer onto Hoseok, their bond clearly engaging well with the contact.

"I'm going to pick you up okay? I don't want you walking like this, is that alright?"

Nari just simply nodded, not wanting to do anything, not feeling strong enough to do anything.

"Hoseok everything hurts."

"It's okay angel, I'm going to take you to the hospital first okay? Just to get you checked out."

"I don't need a hospital."

"You'll stop being so stubborn and put yourself first." He said, gently lifting her up into his arms.

"The door."

"Hmm?" Hoseok hummed as he carried her through the club.

"We need to lock the door."

"I'm going to put you in the car first angel, and I'll lock up for you okay?"

Nari nodded. Sighing, Hoseok brought her to the car, putting her carefully into the passenger seat, before wrapping his coat around her and fastening her in.

"I'll only be a second okay?"

Nari hummed, turning her head and closing her eyes.

Hoseok smiled. On the inside he cried for her. He knew he had to stay strong, otherwise she'd break. And he want willing to let that happen.

Storming inside the building, he looked around,

He went behind the bar, looking at all the spirit bottles on the shelves, before smashing them to the ground in a fit of rage.

He looked outside into the car window to see Nari still turned around, her eyes closed.

He continued to smash more glass all over the floor. Before taking out a receipt from the register, rummaging around to find a pen. A red pen. When he finally found one he jotted down a sweet little message.

He looked at the keys to lock the club door and simply threw them on the floor, before walking out, slamming the door shut and driving off. He had a soulmate to take care of.

The drive was silent, All except for little grunts from Nari, obviously in discomfort from the trauma that took place earlier.

Hoseok was still full of rage, but drove safely to the general hospital where he carried Nari inside, where she woke up in a hospital bed, Hoseok sat beside her.

"Ah you're awake, did you sleep okay?"

"What time is it?"

Hoseok chuckled slightly, "it's just hit 3am, I'll just go grab the nurse okay?"

Nari nodded and looked at her body, which was now changed into a hospital gown.

Hoseok walked back into the room with a young women, around Nari's age. She wore a bright smile considering it was so early in the morning.

"Hello miss Moon, my names hyanlee, and I'm just here to ask you a few questions, run a few tests and then make sure you're okay to go home." She sat down on a chair opposite to hoseok on the other side of the hospital bed.

"First thing I want to ask is are you comfortable with, I'm sorry I don't know your name," she turned to Hoseok.

"Oh sorry, I'm Jung Hoseok."

"Are you comfortable with Mr Jung in room with you whilst we ask these questions?"

"Yes."

"Thank you." Hyanlee smiled sweetly at Nari as she scribbled some notes on her folder.

"We don't know much since we decided to let you have some rest, all we know is that earlier today you experienced a sexual assault is that correct?"

"Yes."

"Okay, some of these questions will be a lot to process and quite harshly worded so I'm sorry about that, so if you ever need to take a break that's completely fine."

"Do you want some water?" Hoseok asked, "can she have some water?" He turned to the young women.

"It's preferred not to have any fluids or food until we take some blood samples, but that'll be done in just a few minutes."

Hoseok nodded, his eyes full of worry and sadness for his soulmate.

"When you say you were sexually assaulted, can you tell me what type of assault it was?"

"I was raped," Nari said bluntly, looking at anything but Hoseok. He noticed this and continued his stare at the ground. His heart heavy with worry. He wanted her to know that she shouldn’t be embarrassed. He should have been there to protect her. He should have known better than to leave his soulmate in a place like that. He could have done better.

He couldn’t shake off the thoughts.

"Would you like to report to the police about this incident?"

Nari shook her head no, "not right now, no." She took a breath, "I want to come to terms with what's happened first."

"That's completely fine and up to you. I'm the future if you do file a report you'll have all these records as medical proof for your case." Hyanlee wrote down a few more notes before continuing on with the questions. "How many people were there?"

"Four."

"And you were raped by all of them?"

"Yes."

"Okay thank you," Hyanlee smiled softly at her, Nari hated it.

She hated the sympathy she was getting. She didn't want sympathy. She wanted to sleep, she needed to sleep. Her eyes were failing her at keeping them open.

The questions went on for another ten minutes, before another nurse came and took blood samples for testing.

Hyanlee as said got Nari a cup of water and a coffee for Hoseok whilst they both waited for the results.

The two spent the next hour silently. But it was a perfect silence. They knew what each other was thinking in that time. Nobody had to say anything. Nobody wanted to say anything.

Hoseok's held her hand the entire time, up until got her results.

"We can confirm sexual intercourse alongside mild bleeding; but everything is going to be okay. We're going to prescribe you with some painkillers to make it more bearable for you, alongside that we've written down some support numbers which you can call for advice or just someone to speak to when times feel tough." Hyanlee said softly, "if you see any signs of infection, please come back or phone up immediately and we'll give you some antibiotics to clear it all up. I'm so sorry you had to go through that, you're very strong. I’ll leave it at that, as I’m afraid to ruin professionalism here” she smiled sadly, “ If you have any questions please let me know, if not you're free to leave."

"So everything is okay?" Hoseok asked, squeezing her hand softly.

Hyanlee nodded with a smile, "that's correct, just take some time out to rest, catch up on your sleep, make sure to eat your meals and stay hydrated. Your body should begin to heal within the next one to two weeks."

Nari nodded, saying her thankyou's before Hyanlee exited leaving the two to themselves.

"I should change."

Hoseok's cheeks burned pink slightly, he nodded muttering sheepish apologies before rushing out.

She quickly changed back into the shorts and T-shirt she was wearing earlier before walking out to meet Hoseok.

"I have an apartment, I promise you I'll be okay." She said as the two left the hospital.

"I refuse. Nari, at mine and the boys house you'll have everything you need to rest up. I promise that once you're all healed you can go back to your apartment okay?" He held her hand once again, "just please, let me take care of you."

Nari sighed, "I don't want to burden you with such a task."

"You could never, you're my soulmate just as much as you're the other boys soulmate. I'm here to take care of you. I'm going to make sure you get the best rest ever."

Nari smiled softly as she got to the car. Hoseok held the door open for her, before getting inside himself.

The drive home was spent with Hoseok telling Nari all about the boys, and how she shouldn't be scared if they're loud or get annoyed at him for leaving without telling them.

And for once, Nari felt safe, she felt like she was home.

"So this is mine," he said to her, as he parked outside what to Nari thought was a mansion. To the rich, it was a simple manor.

"It's huge," she gawked, "and it's so pretty."

"And it's yours, if you'd want to stay."

"Just until I get better."

Hoseok's chuckled and nodded, "sure angel."

He got out of the car, before opening the door for Nari, helping her get out and taking her bag for her.

"It's okay, just breath. If you don't want, nobody will know a thing okay? I promise."

"Thank you Hoseok."

"Hobi."

Nari hummed, tilting her head slightly.

"Just a nickname the boys call me, you can call me it too."

"Okay.. Hobi," Nari hid her smile by looking at the ground, as Hoseok walked her slowly to the front door, opening it for her, before they both walked inside.

"And where the fuck have you been?" A voice shouted from the end of the hallway. When his eyes finally landed on his new found soulmate they widened, his mouth agape in slight shock, "Is that Nari, oh my god what happened."

"It's okay Hyung, she's okay. She's going to stay with us for a little bit okay?"

Seokjin nodded, "yes of course, Nari would you like anything to drink?"

She shook her head, "no thank you. Can I just get some sleep?"

Hoseok nodded, taking her hand and walking her out of the room, up the stairs.

The rest of the boys? Well they sat in the living room looked shocked. Confused, and some, Jimin, excited.

"Why does he get to hold her hand," Jungkook sulked in the corner.

"Oh grow up you big baby."

"So this is the guest bedroom. Tomorrow I'll go get your stuff with you if you want? Completely up to you, for now you can borrow my clothes." He placed down Nari's bag, before rushing out of the room, quickly into his and grabbing some sweats and a T-shirt.

Because of how malnourished Nari is, and the height comparison it was obvious it was going to be big on her, but he didn't mind, and apparently neither did Nari, as she thanked him before he stepped out and let her change.

She turned on the lamp next to the bed before standing awkwardly waiting for Hoseok.

A few minutes of awkward standing, eventually leaving her to sit on the bed from exhaustion, there was a timid knock on the door.

It was Jimin, he held a glass of water. "I just got you some water incase you get thirsty during the night." He smiled and placed it on the bedside table.

"Thank you Jimin," Nari flashed him a genuine smile. A smile that somewhat reached her eyes for the first time in years.

"No problem, sleep well Nari."

"You too."

Jimin was eventually replaced by Hoseok, who returned with a hot water bottle and some chocolate. "I know Jimin got you some water, so I one upped him."

Nari laughed softly, "sure."

"Will you be okay?" Hoseok asked as he sat down on the bed next to her. She simply nodded.

"There's a bathroom just in that room, sorry it doesn't have a door on, we never use this room and when Taehyung's door broke a few months ago we just replaced it with this one."

"That's okay, don't worry."

"Okay, so I'll let you sleep now, I know you're tired. I'll come see you later just to make sure you're okay." He picked up her hand which was rested on her thigh, kissing it gently.

"Hoseok," she said, looking up at the man who stood before her, "can you stay with me please? Just for tonight."

Hoseok's eyes widened as the blush from earlier returned to his cheeks. "Of course, I can take the chair if you're more comfortable with that."

"No I mean, can you hold me?" Nari said, once again not looking him in the eyes. "Earlier when you held me I felt safe for the first time, and if I'm being honest I'm really scared. I want you to hold me.”

Hoseok smiled softly, "of course."

He slowly got into bed with Nari, putting his arm over the back of her neck, and pulling her into his chest, his hand stroking her hair.

"You're safe now angel, I'll keep you safe. Nobody will ever hurt you again. I won’t let them.”

"Or Jennie, rosé and Felix?"

"Who?"

"My siblings."

"Nobody will hurt them either, I'll make sure they're safe too okay?"

Nari nodded, "thank you Hobi."

"Goodnight angel." Hoseok said, turning off the lamp next to Nari.

"Goodnight."

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Six weeks later

Work. Work. Work. Work. Work. Day in, day out.

Nari hasn't been able to get a goods night sleep in weeks.

She felt dirty, she felt used. This wasn't what she wanted, taking her clothes off for old men who bought twenty minutes of her time.

Sure the money was good, but the multiple sexual assaults along with the occasional fights made her feel worthless.

But still she kept up with her deal to Soomin, and worked everyday. Stripping.

Every week she sent most of her wage to her siblings, Jennie and Rosé came over to Nari's apartment last night. For what they called an "intervention", they tried their best to give back the now increased money their older sister sent them, while Felix, their younger brother FaceTimed Nari every night from his training at Hybe.

"We're doing okay Nari, we have money, but look at you. Let us help you for once."

She declined. Obviously.

Back at work, Nari was stripping for a group of elderly men, who we're definitely not afraid to try to touch her.

She didn't care, the drugs she took earlier seemed to calm her in situations like this.

Lisa was now working at the bar, for a higher salary then Nari was stripping, but Nari didn't care. She was just glad Lisa didn't have to do the job she does now anymore. Lisa was a sweet girl, she didn't deserve it. None of these girls deserve this.

"Come on baby, give us a bit more," one of the men jeered from her left, as another groped her from behind.

"Don't touch me." She warned, her eyes narrow with hate at the drunk men surrounding her.

"Don't be a prude, come on, be our slut for tonight huh," another pulled her closer to him.

Nari had enough. Even the drugs couldn't calm her for this one. She turned around rather quickly, and slapped the man, who dropped his drink in shock.

"You fucking dirty whore, how dare you slap me," he pinned her down by her neck, tightly blocking her airway.

Nari hit back, in an attempt to get him off of her, while the other men took his as an opportunity to film and Assult her.

"Okay gentlemen, times up." Soomin walked in with a rather large smile on his face.

"This bitch slapped me, teach your sluts some manners before I do it myself."

Soomin quickly apologised to the men, before grabbing Nari up harshly and dragging her out of the room.

He took her into the back, where he himself slapped her harshly.

"Listen here you fucking bitch, one more wrong move and You're fired. I'll hire your sisters, I'll make their lives a living hell." He hissed, slamming her against the back wall, "when men ask you to do something, you fucking do it." He snapped, before kneeing her in the stomach.

Nari groaned and fell to the floor.

Soomin quickly dragged her back up to her feet by her hair, "you will fucking listen. If you don't listen to me. I'll get those bastards back in here and I'll kill you with them." He whispered to her as he slammed her back against the wall in a chokehold. "You're nothing but a dirty slut. This is your last warning."

Nari nodded as she was thrown to the floor in a fit of rage by her boss.

"Now wipe your tears, and get yourself back outside, I have a group waiting for you."

Soomin left, leaving Nari on the floor, half naked and crying. A red mark left around her neck, and bruises from earlier from the men that attacked her.

Now she truly felt hopeless. She knew she didn't want to be alive anymore, but she had to. She couldn't leave her siblings, especially not when her parents are still alive.

She quickly prepared herself for the new group, before putting on her signature fake seductive smile on her face, and walking outside towards the bar area.

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"Are you sure this is the place?"

"Are we even sure this is an actual vision?"

"It is, I told you. I saw this girl in my dream last night. She's ours, I swear to you."

"Okay, but what if it was just some weird sex dream, maybe you just miss having sex with a girl."

"Maybe you should shut the fuck up Jungkook, I know what I saw."

The seven boys made their way into the club, not knowing what it was. They drove thirty five minutes just because of a dream one of them had about a girl who worked there. He was convinced she was their final soulmate.

"Yes gentlemen, what package are you wanting?"

The boys looked between themselves, before Namjoon spoke up.

"No package, we just need to speak to one of the girls that works here."

"Sorry guys, you have to choose a package to speak to one of them. Can I interest you in number twelve, you get a choice between eight girls, and an hour session."

Namjoon sighed, "look we just need to talk to someone, she has dark hair, brown eyes, and what else did you say Jimin?"

"Be a bit more descriptive? Most of our girls look like that," Soomin rolled his eyes in a playful manner as he downed the last of his whisky. "If you want I could show you the girls we have, and you could pick from there, but you would need to purchase a package."

"Whatever, give us the longest session, just show us the girls." Yoongi snapped, rolling his eyes as he leaned against Hoseok, who looked a little nervous.

"Right this way."

Soomin took the boys into a different room, it was quite large, velvet purple seats, a large pole in the middle of the room, champagne on a table to the side; with a picture of eight girls all piled together.

"Take a look through these, see which one you want, and let me know." Soomin stood by the door, arms crossed whilst Jimin quickly looked through the pictures of the girls.

Right at the back was Nari's picture. Jimin recognised the girl from his vision instantly. "This is her, we want her."

Soomin narrowed his eyes as he saw Nari's picture being held up by the younger man.

"Are you sure? We have much more experienced women in our selection, women that aren't as new." He said, expression tight and fixed into a nasty scowl.

"Just give her to us." Namjoon gave Soomin a stack of cash as a payment, and leant back against the velvet.

Soomin nodded, counting the money before leaving the room.

The boys looked at Nari's picture,

"She's very beautiful, but are you sure that she's the one from your vision though?" Asked Taehyung, as he poured himself a glass of champagne.

He took one sip before spitting it back in the glass, "tastes like piss, don't try it."

Jimin grimaced at his soulmate, "I wasn't planning on."

"I'm nervous," said Jungkook, "what if she actually is our soulmate, what do we do then?"

"Oh so now you're nervous?"

"Yes. What if she doesn't like us, or what if she thinks we're too forward. I'm scared."

Jin leant over and kissed the youngest's head, "no matter what happens you have us, okay?"

Jungkook nodded and softly leant into him for comfort, as the others just admired the rare sight infront of them. Usually Jin and Jungkook argue or joke around with each other, this was unusual to say the least.

Moments later, Nari walked into the room.

Jimin breath hitched as he instantly recognised her.

She was wearing a black two piece, a short crop top, showing off quite a bit of her cleavage, and a short skirt, along with heels which showed off her legs.

Soomin quickly walked in, put his hands on Nari's shoulder, which for some reason made Jimin very angry.

He whispered something to Nari, making her nod quickly, her eyes glancing up to the corner of the Ceiling in the room.

"Enjoy," he simply said before making his way out, closing the black curtain behind him.

Nari, who didn't look any of them in the eye simply got to work. The quicker this was over the quicker she could get paid and go home.

She grabbed ahold of the pole and began swirling herself around on it.

"You don't have to do that for us, you don't have to do anything." Namjoon spoke up, "we just want to speak to you."

Nari thought for a moment, before looking up at the camera at the top right corner. She rolled her eyes to herself before she continued doing her job.

"Please, sit down."

"Look, I can't. I'd love to. I don't want to do this," Nari murdered, "you see the camera up there?" She glanced up at it, "I'll be in deep shit if i don't do my job."

Namjoon nodded, seeming to understand he let her continue, trying his best not to get overwhelmed at the sight infront of him.

"Are your initials M.N?" Jimin asked randomly, as he moved his fingers gently over his mark.

Nari stopped. She looked over at Jimin, "why?"

"Are you?" Asked Hoseok gently, as he two instinctively touched his soul marks.

She didn't say anything, instead only nodded slowly, "why?"

"I'll just say it, because we need to know. We're soulmates, and Jimin," he pointed to the red haired man sitting on the left side," saw you working here in a vision. We all have M.N as a soulmate, and we think you're her." Yoongi said confidently, as he leaned back with his arms crossed.

Nari ignored what he said and continued doing her job, she began taking off her clothes, starting first with her top, as she showed off her figure to the seven men infront of her, who sat wide eyed.

"Soulmates or not, you payed for this. I'm under a contract to give you what you paid for."

She walked seductively past each boy, but got dragged onto one of them accidentally as he grabbed her arm.

Yoongi turned bright red, as his half naked soulmate sat on Hoseoks lap right next to him.

Feeling an unbonded soulmate so close to him made him feel all of the urges he felt with the boys. It was clear to him now that she was indeed their final soulmate.

"I'm so sorry," Hoseok said, helping her off him, "I just meant to see your marks.

"You can't see my marks." Nari simply said.

The boys looked at her puzzled.

Nari grabbed hoseoks arm, pulling him up against her, making him insanely overwhelmed and hot at what's happening.

"You can't see mine, but I'll let you know wether I am or not," she said with a straight face.

Walking backwards, dragging Hoseok along with her, she placed him directly infront of the camera, so she couldn't be seen.

"Wheres your mark?"

Hoseok gulped, "on my chest."

Nari nodded, "of course it is." She felt herself internally facepalm. Way to make things awkward.

Slowly, she lifted up Hoseok's shirt, and touching where his marks ware. She traced her fingers softly over her initials, which transformed into her snowflake mark.

"It's true," Nari smiled at him, "I'm your soulmate."

Hoseok, who's face was red with blush smiled back at her, as he leaned in for a hug. Nari dodged it, cringing to herself as she saw his smile fade, she didn’t want to make this seem unprofessional to her boss.

"Look, I get you just wanted to find your last soulmate, but I'm not allowed."

"What do you mean you're not allowed?" Asked Jungkook as he got up from his seat.

"I can't say," Nari sighed, as she pressed herself up against the wall seductively.

"Come with us." Namjoon said, as he stood up to leave.

"That's not an option for me, I want to. Believe me, but I can't. I have things to do. I need to earn a living."

"We can support your every need," Hoseok said, standing back up on his feet, making his way towards her, obviously feeling the effect of the bonding process already. "Just come with us."

"You don't even know my name."

"Nari."

Nari turned to face Jimin, who was standing directly behind her.

She narrowed her eyes in shock.

"The vision, remember?"

“And why couldn’t you have told us her name in the first place?” Yoongi asked with an irritated scowl. “Would have made the whole finding her process easier.”

Jimin simply grinned at Yoongi, shrugging his shoulders before being interrupted by Nari.

"Listen, I want to. You guys seem great, but I seriously can't."

"Atleast give us your number, we don't have to be in a romantic relationship," Jungkook said shyly, "I mean you've already started the bonding process with Hoseok, so it's only fair to keep in touch with us."

Nari sighed, but agreed with the boys. She didn't have many people to talk to anyway, so perhaps it would be nice to have some friends for once.

She quickly typed her number discreetly into Namjoon's phone, before the boys ended their session early, most of them being shy, leaving her with a little wave, Hoseok however kissed her cheek gently.

It wasn't long, but enough for them both to last a few nights without physical affection from the bonding process.

LITTLE LOVE CHARACTER LIST

(The OC is simply how I imagine Ayana to be. You’re more than welcome to imagine anybody else!)

LITTLE LOVE

a/n: hi everyone! This is another ot7 story I’ve been writing. This is also my first hybrid AU that I’ve started writing so I hope you enjoy and understand some bits of the au might be confusing. If you have any questions just ask and I can let you know where I was going with it. The story is mainly centred around an already established relationship between Seokjin and the OC Ayana, before the boys come in later one.

Warnings: MDNI- this story will include; violence, hybrid au, smut, abuse, mentions of experimentation.

If any of this makes you uncomfortable please do not read any further.

Once again constructive criticism is encouraged!

I hope you enjoy the book :)

LITTLE LOVE A/N

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CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

LITTLE LOVE CH-1

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Kim Seokjin and Moon Ayana were hopelessly in love. They had been since the day they met, fourteen years ago. The two we're childhood sweethearts. They were each others everything. First kiss, first time, first love. And they agreed to be each others last.

Ayana smiled as she looked down at her hand, which was interlocked with Jin's. Her shiny new engagement ring resting proudly on her finger, the moon reflecting on the glimmering stone.

It was his grandmothers ring, a family heirloom which he promised to one day give to the love of his life, a sign of devotion and pure adoration of one another.

So on their tenth anniversary, Seokjin took Ayana to Japan, to visit her family. The pair took a romantic getaway to mount Fiji where he proposed to her during a firework show.

Up until today, they lived a normal, content life with one another.

Seokjin squeezed her hand lovingly as the pair walked down the street towards their car, after finishing their meal at a new resturant that opened up, a few miles away from their home.

"Any plans for tomorrow darling?" Seokjin asked to fill the comfortable silence that surrounded them.

Ayana hummed in response. A small smile on her face, "I need to finish writing up this article, but that shouldn't take me very long, then I think I'll try finish up one of the rooms."

The pair had just moved into their dream home. They've been saving up for years and after Jin's promotion, the pair felt able to fill the gaps and put an offer in for the house.

It was a large, eight bedroom house. Of course the pair didn't need that many rooms, they thought to turn them into something different, maybe a few guest rooms for their family for when they come to visit, but nothing truly extravagant. Ayana was definitely the designer though. Seokjin took pride in that. He enjoyed coming home to see a new lamp she bought, or when he could just listen to her rant about the colour of the kitchen walls and how it didn't match the floor.

Ayana was a perfectionist when it came to decorating, and he loved that about her. To him she was perfect, and to her so was he. And together they would build their perfect home to raise a perfect family.

"I'm going to need you to pick up a few more tins of paint though-"

Ayana was cut off by a loud cry opposite her.

The pairs heads whipped in the direction of the pained cry before looking at one another.

"Please stop it!" Another cried out.

Ayana felt her heat beat faster in her chest as she tugged on Seokjin's hand. "Oh god," she mumbled, eyeing the dark alleyway opposite then where the cry came from.

"Stay here," Jin moved her backwards before storming across the road cautiously moving down the alleyway.

Defiant, as usual Ayana followed him, calling out a , "wait for me," as she hesitantly traced her fiancé's movements.

"I said to shut-up didnt I?" A man hissed out. Ayana's eyes widened as she saw a boy, she assumed a little younger than her held tightly in a headlock as the older who held him prodded at the boys eye with his thumb, pinching harshly.

"What do you think you're doing!" Ayana couldn't stop herself as she marched forward.

"Ayana!" Seokjin cried out as he grabbed her arm, pulling her into his chest.

"Stay out of this lady, you don't want to be involved in this."

"I'll get involved with what I want," her eyes narrowed, "let that boy go. What has he done to you? Huh?" Her voice was shaking, yet angered by the man's actions. She squirmed against her fiancé, trying to free her arms.

"He's a freak, he's not one of us." Another man spat.

Ayana turned her head to see another guy, similar in size holding onto a boy, smaller than the other. "They're one of those disgusting hybrid's." The man laughed out, tossing the boy to the floor who quickly curled up into a ball.

"Now we don't care what they are, leave them alone!" Seokjin got angry at the violence, letting Ayana go. "Hybrid or not, they're just boys."

"They're dead if I see them around here again." One decided to physically spit at the boy on the ground.

Ayana grimaced as she pulled out her phone, "leave them alone or I'll phone the police."

"Police don't care," the man holding the black haired hybrid glared at Ayana, "you should know that being a women and all."

Seokjin shook his head in disbelief. He couldn't believe people like this existed. "We don't want any trouble, just leave the hybrids alone and go along with your day."

"Or what."

Seokjin sighed, he knew theoretically he had no power when it came to hybrid abuse, but it was worth a shot. He rummaged around in his pocket before pulling out his police badge. "Or else I'll have to call in armed backup because now you're antagonising civilians," he moved his head to Ayana.

The two men looked at one another before huffing in irritation. "Come here again," the man holding the hybrid whispered into his ear, "you and your whole packs dead."

It was then when he threw the hybrid to the ground in annoyance, the poor boy landing on the concrete with a nasty thud. His face colliding with the ground.

Seokjin cautiously watched the two men leave before focusing his attention on the two hybrids.

"Jinnie, we have to help them." Ayana gripped onto his shoulder. Jin nodded, kissing the girls forehead before bending down to one of the hybrids.

Ayana watched as the poor boy flinched at Seokjin's touch. Her heart broke a little as he cried out in pain, "please leave me, don't hurt me."

"Please don't hurt him sir, he didn't mean to."

Seokjin's eyes widened at the traumatised pair, "I'm not going to hurt either of you. But you do need help with these injuries." He tutted, looking down at the boys arm.

Both of his arms were littered with bruises and cuts, the boys were clearly malnourished and in an unstable condition.

"We should take them to the hospital," Ayana whispered to her fiancé who nodded in agreement.

The smaller hybrid however was quick to shut that idea down. "Please anything but a hospital. They'll send us back." His eyes glimmered with tears.

This brought the other hybrid back to reality who cried out as he tried to crawl closer to the other. "They'll put us back in the camp."

"Camp?" Ayana was confused, "what camp?"

"The adoption camp, we can just go home miss. Please let us go home."

Ayana felt overwhelmed, she held onto Seokjin for support as she took the entire situation in.

"How's this, we won't take you to the hospital," he looked to Ayana for any sign of disagreement. When he saw none he continued. "But you need to come home with us so we can try heal some of those wounds. Get you a full stomach and some proper rest before you can go back."

The two hybrids looked at each other in what Seokjin thought was contemplation.

Ayana nodded, squatting down next to the smaller hybrid, "yeah, you can get warm, I can cook you both a nice meal. You'll be able to sleep in a bed, get washed." She paused monitoring his reaction. When she saw the hybrid was thinking about it she continued, "you two don't have to leave each other, and once you're all healed we'll let you go on your way." She hummed.

The two hybrids stared at Ayana with confusion. Why was she being so nice to them. And why did she smell so good up close.

"Is there any more of you?" Seokjin asked, looking around.

The two hybrids whispered something incoherent to Seokjin and Ayana before shaking their heads no.

"I'll go get the car," Seokjin mumbled to Ayana, "stay here and if anything happens call for me and I'll be right back." He kissed the top of her head before rushing off to being the car.

Now the two hybrids were alone with Ayana, they took the time to bathe in her scent. Unconsciously the smaller one moved closer to her, which luckily for him went without her notice.

"The house is a little Barron at the moment," she mumbled to the two, "but it's got enough for the four of us. It's just me decorating since I have the most time on my hands, but it should be okay." She flashed them a sweet smile. "My names Ayana, what's yours?"

She got no reply. She didn't take it personally. The two little hybrids have just been traumatised by some human. She didn't blame them for being cautious and keeping to themselves. "When we get home me or Jin will make something hot and tasty, you two can be by the fire and get warm."

The two just nodded.

The trio sat in silence until Seokjin rolled down the cars passenger window, calling out Ayana's name.

"Can you guys walk okay?" She asked.

"I can," the smaller one mumbled, shakily getting up onto his feet.

The other one struggled to get up, Ayana assumed it was his nerves preventing him. So she gently grabbed his shoulders, raising him up onto his feet.

Surprisingly the hybrid didn't flinch, in-fact he leaned into the girls hold as she guided him towards the car at the entrance of the alleyway.

Once the two were safe inside the back seats of the car, Ayana got in herself before Seokjin began driving home.

The ride itself was smooth, minimal conversation between Ayana and Seokjin as the two hybrids in the back of the car sat in silence. In hopes of not annoying their two saviours.

Once they finally drove up the hill leading to their house, the two hybrids gawked at the house.

The house itself was a hanok style surrounded by a large front garden, with a black gate guarding the land. The walls of the house were black and white, a modern scheme, however still respectful to the beauty of the Joseon Dynasty.

"This is your home?" One of them mumbled, as the other let out a gasp watching as the gate opened automatically.

"Yup," Seokjin smiled to himself as he drove in through the opening of the gate.

"And it's yours for as long as you need it to be." Ayana turned around to look at the two. Who simply stared back at her with wide eyes. Seokjin nodded in agreement before leaning over and opening Ayana's door.

She leaned down and kissed his stretched arm as a thankyou before getting out of the car, opening the back door for the two hybrids.

Like before Ayana helped the more injured hybrid, who she was able to get a better look at under the garden lights of the couples home.

The two hybrids wobbled into the house following the footsteps of Seokjin and Ayana.

They looked around curiously at the interior of the house.

Although large, It was very homely, and comforting. The lights were almost yellow, providing a cosy glow.

"You two make yourselves at home here," she sat the pair down in the living room. She turned on the fireplace, smiling to herself as she felt the heat on her hands.

"Would you like me to prepare a shower for you both?" Seokjin asked, "you can get clean and I'll grab you some fresh clothes?"

"It's okay sir, we have these clothes." One of them tugged on the tank top he was wearing. Seokjin shook his head with a tut.

"Don't be silly, I'll go get the shower all ready. Ayana do you mind cooking?"

"How does kimchi jiggae sound?" She asked the hybrids. When she heard a content hum she nodded and made her way into the kitchen.

Seokjin smiled before inviting the boys upstairs so they could shower. "It'll be good to shower before we tend to the wounds. Just be careful when washing." He spoke to the two as they climbed up the stairs disappearing out of Ayana's sight.

She smiled to herself before she began grabbing the kimchi tub out of their fridge.

Around ten minutes later, she felt a pair of hands hold tightly onto her waist. She smiled, leaning her head back onto his chest.

"I love you," Seokjin leaned down and kissed her collarbone, stroking back a lose strand of hair out of her face.

"I love you too," she said with a bright smile, tilting her head to catch his lips in a sweet kiss.

Jin smiled, gently moving her away from the stove, patting the wooden spoon out of her hands as he backed her onto the counter.

"Did I tell you how beautiful you looked tonight?" He said after taking a breath, before leaning back in to capture her lips in another kiss. "And how proud of you I am." He kissed her again, squeezing at her hips, one hand travelling to her lower back as he pulled her closer to him.

"I was worried you we're going to get hurt." He rested his forehead on hers.

"Like you'd ever let that happen."

A choked cough brought the two lovers back to reality. There were the two cowering hybrids, leant up against one another as they looked at them both curiously.

WRITING IDEAS

PLEASE feel free to use any of these and take them in your own direction. I only ask that you credit me just for the basic idea. If you are going to use these suggestions, please let me know so I can mark them down as TAKEN. Thankyou :)

Key: 7 = poly

🂱 = mafia

☁︎ = angst

𓃠= hybrid

°˖➴= soulmate

Indebted to you °˖➴ + ☁︎ + 7

mc is a rich, out of touch girl with a huge ego. She had absolutely everything you could imagine, except her soulmates. Said soulmates have already found each other and are living their best normal lives, sometimes struggling to make ends meet, but atleast they’ve got each other. Being bored with her life MC and her friends decide to go out and get tattoos without booking it. One of her soulmates, I imagine it to be Yoongi owns the tattoo parlour. Yoongi ends up giving in to mc’s bribes to push through the waiting list after she hands him enough money to pay off the debt one of their mates is in. This story is basically all about the MC’s character development, and on her journey to realise money doesn’t equal happiness.

Fake Friends ☁︎ + °˖➴ + 7 (probably best a oneshot)

mc is trying to warn her youngest soulmate Jungkook that his new friends aren’t actually his friends, and are only hanging out with him to get to her. Jungkook and the others think mc is just being mean for no reason when in fact they overheard a conversation his “friends” were having. Fight breaks out between the soulmates where they take Jungkook’s side. Jungkook is now insecure but still wants to believe the guys he hangs out genuinely want to be friends with him. MC gives the boys the silent treatment and proves her point when the fake friends come over. Ends with MC comforting and loving Jungkook. Fluff overload!

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Here you will find all my stories which have a love story involving ALL members of Bangtan.

Hiraeth

Little Love

HIRAETH CH-1

MDNI

Chapter two

Home. That's a word Song Nari never truly understood. She never had someone to call home, or somewhere that felt like home. No backup safety, no supportive family, just herself and her friends.

Barely having enough money to pay for her cigarette addiction along with drowning myself in alcohol, paying rent and don't even get started on buying food.

Sighing, Nari reaches into her draw and pulls out a half empty pack of Marlboro. Living alone now, atleast She don't have to deal with they nagging of Rosé, Jennie and Felix, her siblings telling her to stop smoking.

She lights up the cigarette, opening up the apartment window and stares out at the city below, which is still rumbling with life. People of all backgrounds out on the streets, some homeless, some partying, some running off to do a late night business meeting.

She never had a good life, even from the beginning. Her parents were constantly fighting with each other. The abuse she went through both mentally and physically was utter torture.

When she got her soulmarks on her fourteenth birthday, her father tried his best to get rid of them. Bleach and blades were used to cover up all seven marks that settled deep on her stomach. Each one distinct and unique from one another, her own mark, a small snowflake was circled by the rest, in a protective but symbolic carving of her own fate.

Her father hated the idea that he didn't have control over one final aspect in his daughters life. From that day, the beatings got periodically worse.

Two years later, Nari took her three younger siblings and ran. Stealing just enough money to settle herself in a small apartment at the mere age of sixteen, where the four of them lived for four years, in hiding from their parents.

That never changed, although miles and miles away from their family home, they could never truly stop hiding. Nari knew they were being hunted, and as the oldest and knew that she needed to protect them, and so she did.

She worked for them, giving them money every week, even though they seemed to be doing better then she was financially, Nari still gave them money every week without fail, just to be sure that they would be safe and healthy.

But now time was going on, and with each and everyday it got harder to keep up with rent, harder to pay the bills, harder to get food, harder to keep on going.

Nari began to struggle once again. Like years ago, she was drowning in her own mental health, feeling no escape, turning back into the bad habits she once swore to quit.

Cigarettes and booze became a daily thing, while cutting down on food to save herself some money got herself in trouble with not only her siblings, but the landlord aswell.

Two years ago Nari got a job with Min Ko, an secret strip club. For legal reasons, it definitely was not a strip club. But it was definitely a strip club.

Although she didn't strip herself, so to say. Most of her closest friends there did. She worked the bar, serving drinks, wearing the shortest and tightest clothes, basically selling herself for tips.

Occasionally you'd get the men and women in their early twenties wasting the occasional won, then you'd have rich Middle Ages men throwing thousands at them, for doing basically nothing. Not that they'd complain. Most of the men and women there needed the cash. Especially Nari.

"Are you okay?" Nari asked one of the newly employed girls, who she earlier learnt only just turned 18. She noddles slowly, although clearly her body said the opposite.

"Just because it's your job, doesn't mean you can't say no." Nari comforted, placing a reassuring hand on the girls back.

"I just felt so dirty Nari, the way he touched me. He didn't even ask first."

"Sit down, let me get you some water." Nari said, gesturing over to one of the staff couches, in the staffs sit down area. "Men are pigs. They all crave sex. But it's up to you to stick up for yourself and say no. If they don't stop, you kick them right in their balls, and tell them to fuck off."

The younger girl laughed, collecting the water that Nari just fixed up for her.

"It's hard when there is lots of them all at once."

Nari sighed, fixing herself a glass of water at the same time, "Lisa, you're a beautiful girl. Some day you won't need to be here anymore. You'll meet your soulmate, and money won't be a worry." She combed back a lose piece of the girls hair, tucking it behind her ear. "What do you want to do in the future?" Nari asked softly, "because I don't think you want to do this for the rest of your life."

Lisa smiled, looking down at her hands which cupped the glass of water, she took a sip quickly, "I want to be a singer." She sighed," I know that sounds a bit far fetched, but I auditioned last year, but I was too young, so they told me to try again this year," she smiled a little, "I'm only working here to survive. Living is so expensive, I need to buy food, clothes, travel expenses, you know." Her smile quickly disappeared, "it's hard."

Nari nodded, agreeing with what she just said. "How much is your rent?"

"400 a month, but I can afford it," she looked off to the side. Clearly a lie.

Nari sighed, turning to grab her bag from the hook behind her, which was full of the money she earned for the night. She gathered up 400 which she was going to use to pay her own rent, but instead put it in Lisa's hands.

"I can't take this. T-this is your money!" Lisa's eyes widened as she pushed the money back into Nari's hands.

"Take it. Or it's just going to go on the floor."

Lisa sighed, "thankyou so much."

"Go home, get some rest. You need it. I'll have a talk with Soomin, and let him know the situation."

Lisa nodded, bowing politely before grabbing her belongings and leaving the building.

"You keep sending my staff home Nari."

The stern voice caught the girl off guard, she quickly turned to see her boss, Soomin. A cruel, but genius man standing by the door frame.

"She needed to go home. Besides she's not even legal age." Nari states, giving off a 'I don't give a fuck' vibe, except she was terrified of not only losing her job, but her dignity to the man behind her. He would do it. He had no guilt. He slaved these women into sexual favors for a "promotion" and had no hard time firing them after he finished using them.

"You know, pretty soon I'm going to run out of whores, and eventually you're going to have to take their place."

He slowly made his way behind Nari, pushing into her behind as he grabbed her by the hips. Nari quickly turned around pushing him off of her. "I am not a toy. And neither are those girls. You treat us with respect." She spat with narrowed eyes. "Don't fucking touch me again."

Just as she began to storm off to get back to work, she stopped in her tracks when he continued on berating her.

"You know your little sisters aren't that bad looking, the club could use whores like them." He chuckled, "I know they need the money." He grinned at Nari, who wasn't facing him. "You wouldn't want that now would you?"

Nari's temper got worse by the second, the more he kept talking the more hate she felt for him. "What do you want."

"In the past four months you have gotten seven of my girls to quit. You need to take over their job. Times it by seven, and we'll be equal."

Nari turned silent. "I'll work extra shifts."

"That's not what I mean," Soomin said, his mouth forming a straight and intimidating frown. "From now on you will strip for our clients. For the same amount you're on now."

"Fuck off," Nari scowled, "I have dignity, unlike those poor girls yoy blackmailed into doing this shit. I could get you in prison, you know."

"And I could get your family killed. What's your point?"

"Stop bringing up my fucking family."

Soomin smiled, "go into the back, change into the outfit Lisa left, and get your ass on the stage."

!NOT PROOF READ! MAY UPDATE AND CHANGE THINGS!

HIRAETH

where seven mates meet their final missing piece.

a/n- Please note until I have the time to make edits of my work the first few chapters of this fic might be 'cringe' and bad writing. Please be patient and save the hate for someone who truly deserves it. Thankyou <3

This fic includes an OC character ‘Moon Nari.’

TW- this series WILL include distressing themes such as all forms of violence, trauma and abuse towards the mc. Smut will also be included at some point in this fic. This should end around chapter three. I will always give warnings. With that being said !MDNI!

-CHAPTER ONE-

-CHAPTER TWO-

-MESSAGE CHAPTER 1-

-MESSAGE CHAPTER 2-

-CHAPTER THREE- !MDNI! Chapter is not suitable for people with triggers mentioned above.

-CHAPTER FOUR-

-MESSAGE CHAPTER 3-

-MESSAGE CHAPTER 4-

-CHAPTER FIVE-

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