TREASURE || 02

TREASURE || 02

Warnings: smut. I REPEAT SMUT, swearing, mentions of mating and bonding.

Pairing: Jungkook!BTSHybrid x reader!Hybrid

Premise: He wants to be your treasure.

Authors notes: AH I did it, part two!! This is my first time writing full smut, so just brace yourself folks and I’m sorry if it’s terrible. Regardless let me know what you think so I can always improve in the future!!

masterlist || part 1

Your eyes roll back, closing slowly as he takes a half step. Bodies inches apart, he rests his forehead against your shoulder. Arms coming up, placed on either side of your body caging you to the door. The heat from the contact sinking into the t-shirt covered scaled shoulder. Inhaling your dragon breath, lust wracking through his bones, causing him to shudder.

You're no longer able to fight against your instincts. No longer wanting to run, but for this prey to be forever yours.

“You want to breed me bunny.” Your voice comes out in a low seductive murmur. You look down at him.

Jungkook, let's out a whimper. Hands clenching against the door.

“Want to fill me with your scent, until I only smell like you? So there could never be another.”

His chest begins to rumble. He shifts his weight, so he’s able to peer up at you. Cheek resting against your shoulder. You’re met with glassy eyes.

You stand up straight, breaking contact. You bite back a whine as his heat leaves your skin.

Slow blink. You grab his chin firmly between your thumb and index finger, really forcing him to look at you. He needs to understand what he is asking of you.

“This won’t be fast bunny. This will be slow. Agonizingly slow.” You guide. “Can you handle that?”

He nods his head frantically, eyes pleading. But continues watching you intently.

You release his chin, hand slowly gliding down his slightly damp neck. Hands traveling over his chest and abdomen. A sweat droplet catches your eye as it slides down his chest. Without a second thought, you drop to one knee, hands resting on his hips. You bring your face ever so close to the escaping liquid, it’s stopped in its travels catching on the skin of his upper abs. You lean in, tongue extending out of our mouth to collect it. His body tastes like pure bliss. Flavour explodes through your every sense. Savouring the taste, you let your tongue travel up, following the trail it left behind. Over his chest, up his neck to his jaw line.

You weren’t kidding when you said it would be so painfully slow. TIme slips away, becoming irrelevant. Whether time had stopped or no longer existed, neither of you could tell. Your dragon instincts wouldn’t let you rush, at least not the first one.

You look at his face. Eyes squeezed so tightly shut, he was seeing stars. Holding his breath, body shakes slightly as he fights with himself. His bunny instincts would be screaming at him to be in you, pound into you over and over again, filling you each time. But that’s not what you needed for now this was for you. And you are sure to return the favour.

“My delicious, sweet bunny Koo.” You sing as you lift your hands, cupping his cheeks. He’s still leaning on the door, towering over you. With shaky breath he opens his eyes. You reach up, and drag your tongue over his partially open lips. His pupils dilate, breathe hitches. You lick again, this time letting the tip of your tongue slide past his lips and then back out again. He regains his ragged breathing. Focusing on your repetitive, teasing tongue. A whimper escapes his throat.

Shifting back, you poke out your tongue, waiting for him to respond. He slowly opens his mouth wider allowing his tongue to partially hang out into the warm thickly scented air. You stare at his tongue, hands sliding from his cheeks to his sides. Nails digging into his skin slightly when you see saliva ascend down his limp tongue. Reaching up again, you wrap your tongue around his, collecting all pooling saliva before it can lay to waste on the floor. You milk his tongue. Feeling his muscles tense under your hands. His scent growing muskier by the millisecond.

Capturing his lips fully in yours, he lets you take the lead. He follows your movements, your slow purposeful movements as you explore his mouth with your tongue. Your dragon breath escapes you, out of your mouth and nose. He swallows it down. Just as you are swallowing his moans.

“Touch?” His voice sounding so distant and innocent.

“Mm” You hum in response. His hands dropping from beside you, now skirting the hem of your shirt. Thumb dipping under to feel your blue scaled hips.

His hands trail higher under the fabric following the path of blue. Refusing to part your lips, even for a second you lean forward back fully off the door. You don’t need to say anything. Everything he already knows.

Your shirt is lifted up over your head, dropped to the floor. Now forced apart, he rests his forehead against yours, warm breath sweeping over your face. He’s staring down at your scaled collarbones, the blue on your hips circling your abdomen and slightly dusting your ribcage. No ones ever seen the extent of your scales before, in all their bareness. Until now. Worry does spike in you momentarily at how hard his gaze is on them, face gone blank, you are unable to read him anymore.

“Bunny?” You ask meekly.

“Beautiful” He mumbles almost to himself as he lowers himself to his knees.

Being face to face with them he can see the ocean colour of blue that they are. How they catch the light and look as though they are dusted with gold. His large hands move back to your hips. He watches his fingers glide over them, fascinated with the way they feel against his skin.

You're staring down at him, afraid to ask him what he’s thinking. He senses you staring, leaning forward he kisses your scaly abdomen before looking up at you.

“Beautiful.” He states again, this time loudly with a fierce bite to his word. He looks again at your body, leaning forward resting his nose on you he inhales deeply before licking over your ribcage. His need to feel the soft texture against his tongue outweighs everything. The need for you to understand just how much he loves all of you. Not just the parts you show.

Your breath hitches as your head comes in contact with the door behind you. How can one bunny be so intoxicating? So overwhelmingly everything. All consuming. He grabs the waistband of your sweatpants. You regain your balance and unplaster yourself from the door.

Unsaid instructions are clear in these moments. He deliberately, slowly drags your underwear down with your sweats, lifting one foot after the other to remove them from you fully. The scales on your hips drop lower, scattered around your pelvic bone.

He can’t stop staring. He wants to taste you so badly. Wants to lose himself in your core. He can already smell how wet you are, there was no denying how aroused you were. He Himself mirrors your lust driven mind with just how rock hard he is.

Without him noticing you reach back and undo your bra, discarding it like the rest of your clothes.

“Bunny” You breath, catching his attention. He’s subconsciously leaning towards your center. The gravity of you, making it unable to resist on his own. Threading your fingers through his hair to soothe him. “Later.”

His dark eyes scan your face, did you not want this too?

“We can do that later.” You chuckle at his jittering features. “Right now, I need you in me.”

With that he stands abruptly, pushing his body flush against yours, mouths reattaching. As if they had been lost from each other for eternity. He grunts at you, telling you to jump. And you do, his hands catching under your butt as your legs wrap around his slender waist. Pulling you away from the door, spinning you both around. Lips become numb in the cold of your breath and force of your neediness. Walking you both over to the bed with ease, he lowers you down on it. You scooch back, head now resting on his pillow. You watch him as he stands at the foot of the bed, sliding his shorts down, his erection springing free and slapping himself on the abdomen. Your mouth waters at the sight of the deliciously naked, godly sculpted man in front of you. A whimper erupts through your body, his warmth too far away from your own.

Moving as if on cue, he crawls up the bed, over you. His tongue licks at your lips. You open your mouth accepting him again. You can feel his length gliding against your inner thigh. Unable to wait any longer you grab a hold of his tense biceps.

“In. Now.”

Reaching between the little space between your bodies, he lines himself up with your wet entrance. You make eye contact one last time before he pushes into you, head falling against your collarbone.

Stilling himself finally fully inside of you. Hips bruisingly pressed into your pelvis. His restraint wanting to snap, he is so close to delirium now. Feeling your body react to him, on the inside. Walls wrapping around him so perfectly, clenching and twitching at the feel of him.

“My good bunny” you breathe into his neck. Humming with the slow burning pleasure your dragon is relishing in. You can feel his whole body shake in want for you. The want to start pounding into you. “You’re doing so well.”

Your breath comes out just as ragged as the man above you. His arms are shaking, attempting to hold himself up on his elbows. You wrap your legs around his waist. Pulling him painfully close. Hands running over his back, glaring over the sweat pool that he’s accumulated. Feeling every ridge of muscle and tendon that tenses and relaxes.

Dragon breath ghosts over his skin, forming goosebumps.

“Bunny” you moan, bringing your hands up to his head to force him to look at you.

His face flushed, sweat dripping from his hair that’s almost jabbing him in his eyes. His pupils are completely blown, the reflection of your crystals mesmerizing. His beautiful lips hanging open ever so slightly, trying to catch his breath. You lean forwards allowing your exhale to be filled with only the icy fog of your dragon breath. He closes his eyes inhaling as deeply as he possibly can. Wanting to have you completely envelope his whole being.

Your mating wasn’t purely about release and breeding. Dragons mate with a soul purpose of connection. Connecting on every level for as long as possible. And he was fighting against his instincts to give you everything you needed. Everything you wanted.

Seeing the desperation in his eyes. The commitment to you and your dragon. Everything you’ve ever wanted was here. In this man, this prey. Your bunny. Your jungkook.

“Jungkook.” His sight was trying to focus on you and not on what his instinct and body was telling him. “Bite me.”

His eyes widen as he registers your words through his lust filled haze. You shift your hold on his head, to lace your fingers through the hair on the nape of his neck. Pulling his head down, his lips grazing your skin, where your neck meets your shoulder.

“Y/n” He whimpers against you.

“Claim me Jungkook.” Your words coming out beggingly. This was right. Instincts or not. Heat or not. This was right.

You feel the heat pool in your lower abdomen as you feel his teeth scrape along your skin. The tension and pressure building to your orgasm as he licks the spot he’ll mark you. Now was your time to whine.

“Please.” You beg. And with that one word he sinks his teeth into your shoulder.

Your walls clench unbearably right around him as your orgasm hits you. Every muscle in your body twitches as you let out a loud moan of his name. He laps at your skin with his tongue when he feels your body begin to relax. Your vision slowly returning.

Your body twitches involuntarily around him. Still very aware of how he hasn’t moved at all. Except for the slight twitch he’s reciprocating inside of you.

He whimpers painfully. Still holding back, but now clearly in so much pain.

“Ssshh my bunny. It’s ok.” You stroke his hair. Nuzzling into his cheek. Scenting him, causing a growl to leave his chest.“Your turn. Take me Jungkook. Pound me. Let me bite you”

All self restraint he was holding onto broke in that instant. He slides his hands under your body, putting his pull weight on top of you, holding you still to him. He pulls out of you almost all the way, you moan at the sensitivity, and he slams back into you with a force you’ve never felt before.

He slams back into you over and over again. If it wasn’t for his good on you, you’re sure you would be banging your head against the headboard by now. You untangle your legs from around him, allowing him to use full motion with his hips. Spreading your legs wider, letting him finally take from you, instead of giving to you. But even this, this which is something your dragon instincts should be hating you for, is sending indescribable pleasure through you.

A deep low rumble vibrates through your chest, signalling him that everything he was doing was ok. It wasn’t only him enjoying this. You didn’t think he could go harder, but your bunny is full of surprises. The strength and speed at which he was sliding in and out of you…you could swear he was the predator.

Your mind slowly becoming mush, unable to focus on anything but the sensations Jungkook was making you feel. Looking directly into his face, pleasure as bright as day offered for you to see. He couldn’t hide anything if he wanted to. His face, his terrifyingly strong scent, his uncontrollable movements, his everything screamed at you.

His own eyes showing little to almost no sign of coherency. Breathing through an open mouth, as saliva ran down his chin. You were quick in catching it with your tongue before it dripped off of him. Tongue tracing its path to his mouth. His lips wrapped around your tongue, wanting more of you. Your slowly conjoined lips contrast with the harsh connection of your lower bodies. Swallowing the saliva he poured into your mouth, you relished in his taste, puffing dragon breath into his lungs as his reward. Tongues dancing together in a wet icy, need for each other. Only to be broken for him to choke on a sob.

“close”

You could feel the swell of him. He was feeling impossibly larger, harder.

“Me too” walls beginning to clench down on him again.

“Please-“ You could never say no to your bunny again. “Bite me.”

The predator coming out in you again, eyes flashing a stronger crystal blue. You force his head to the side aggressively, and without any preparation or warning your fangs pierce his skin. Sinking deep into his shoulder. His orgasm crashed into him. Body violently shakes, but he keeps thrusting into you. Determined to milk this orgasm. His first one with you. This was what he wanted since the day he met you.

Your second orgasm not seconds after his. His warm cum shooting inside of you, painting you his. Even when you thought there was no more room inside of you, him already making you feel so full, you can see your body expand at the amount of cum that’s entering you.

As a dragon you should be worried. There’s never this much. But your dragon was in love with a bunny, and it loved this more than anything else you had ever experienced before.

Coming down from your high, your body feels like lead. You’re unable to move.

Jungkook slowly pulls out of you, slipping off your body to his side, flush next to you. He stares at your face, wordlessly he brushes stray hair away from your face. His eyes travel to the bulge in your abdomen, hand making its way to the mound. Gently he rubs over it, curiously.

“Is it always this much?” You break the silence. Honestly you were very curious about it.

His hand doesn’t stop petting your stomach, doe eyes shining. “No..not that I know of”

“Of course it isn’t” You laugh, nothing was ever gonna be normal for you two. Guess you were both gonna have to get used to that fact.

His gaze slides back up, lingering on your new found mate mark, nose scrunching up in excitement as he looks into your eyes.

“I love you y/n” He chirps at you.

“I love you too, Jungkook.” A smile breaking out on your own face.

He rolls around on the bed behind him. His body vibrates with happiness at your words. You chuckle at how cute he is.

“Y/n” his tone turned serious as he turns to you again. “How long do dragons take to recover?”

Clearly, round 2 was already on the bunnies mind. As a bunny he could go multiple rounds with a short rest period. Dragons however generally had a longer rest period than most hybrid animals. As female dragons' bodies held onto their partners cum in higher chances to get pregnant, instead of the male knotting and forcing the cum in, the female's body did so on its own. Normally lasting 30 minutes, up to 2 hours.

“I’m not sure? When-“ You're not able to finish your train of thought when you feel as well as hear your body release it’s hold. A dam being released in your body as Jungkook's cum spilled out of you like a release river. Your stomach mound shrinking dramatically fast.

You start to laugh. “Apparently now.”

Jungkook had watched the pool of his cum gush onto the bed. Just seeing that made him rock hard again. He bounces in place, finding himself on top of you again. This time you are guiding him in. Smiles plastered on both your faces.

This was gonna be a long heat.

💜♾💜♾💜

“Noona you reek!” Jimin exclaims annoyingly as he opens his window in the back of the car. “There’s so much Jungkook on you I feel like my brain is gonna melt out my eyes and nose”

“Must we be so dramatic?” You roll your eyes at him. Smiling over at your sleeping mate in the passenger's seat.

“He’s not wrong y/n-ah” Jin chimes in from behind you. “Your scent has drastically changed since mating. It’s really strong,”

“Neither of you had to come.” You remind them. Looking back in your rear view mirror briefly to give them a glare.

“If you think we weren’t gonna be here for this, you have another thing coming.” Jin comments dramatically.

“There’s no way we’d miss this! We did so much to get you two together!” Jimin complains “I don’t know how he can sleep I’m so fucking excited!”

“You guys just got back from tour, and I just got back last week from a shoot. He’s allowed to be tired” you smile to yourself, scent spiking again.

“UGH, when does the honeymoon pheromones wear off? It’s been 3 months” Jimin continues to whine.

“For dragons I think it’s a full year. Then it settles down.” You tap your index finger absentmindedly on the steering wheel. Your excitement spiking when you see the street name you were looking for.

“I don’t know how you kept this a secret.” Jin exclaims excitedly. “I don’t know if he’s gonna survive this surprise.”

“If he can manage through bonding and then being separated, I’m pretty sure he can handle this” Jimin huffs, arms crossing over his chest.

“Fair point. How about you y/n, I know it's more difficult for you.”

“I’ll admit it can be painful sometimes, and I’m still not sure how… but I’m ok.” You sigh pulling into the new apartment complex. “We’re here”

Pulling up to the underground parking, you roll down your window leaning out to use your keycard. Driving through the open gates to your designated parking spot.

Undoing your seatbelt you stroke Jungkook's arm.

“Bunny..” he hums at you. “We’re here”

His eyes shoot open abruptly. Frantic eyes shoot around his surroundings.

“C’mon” you nudge him before getting out of the car, him following close behind. Interlacing your fingers together, he chews on his cheek still trying to decipher the surprise.

Leading all three boys to the elevator. You click on the top floor. The ride up was silent, but the bumbling energy all of you were releasing was deafening. Which confused Jungkook even more.

The elevator doors open, revealing one suite.

You unlock it with a passcode, holding the door open motioning them all in.

Jungkook looks around the apartment noticing how strong your scent is clinging to the walls, and the furniture….some of it is yours from your previous place, but some of it he doesn’t recognize. Wide doe eyes scan over every inch, the comfy new couch, the stocked kitchen, the floor to ceiling windows, the view. Sniffing the air, he smells something that isn’t yours. He disappears into a room to find it.

You stand in the open living room with Jin and Jimin.

“And?” You ask smuggly.

“Noona this is amazing!” Jimins excited energy bursting from him.

“Did you get everything ok?” Jin's hushed voice reaches your ears. And hopefully not the bunny’s.

“I think so….” Now it’s your turn to be nervous. What if he says no?

Jungkook abruptly bursts back into the room.

“Y/n” he shouts excitedly at you, running over to you picking you up in his arms. “My computers are here!”

“I figured if I held your computers hostage you’d have to agree” you laugh as he peppers kisses all over your face.

“This is your new apartment.” He states, setting you back down.

“And hopefully yours too, Jungkook, if you say yes?” You mumble shyly.

“YESYESYESYESYESYES” He's jumping up and down now, jumping over the coffee table, bounding over the couch. Bunny zoomies. Still as cute as ever.

“Hyungs did you hear?!” He crashes into them, knocking all three of them onto the floor.

“Yes kookie, we're in the same room. We heard.” Jimin laughs

“Yaaaah now get off of me!” Jin yells at their youngest.

He jumps up running back over to you. Hugging you again, leaning in for a longer kiss this time. But only to be broken by the buzzer for your front door being rung.

“What’s that?” He asks.

“That would be for us!” Jin smirks “the other guys are here, and they brought all your stuff kook”

He bounds away excitedly to the door.

“Really? He hadn’t even said yes” raising an eyebrow at the pair.

“Please, if you knew just how much he talked about you while we were away.. there’s no way he'd say no” Jin laughs. Jimin groans in annoyance at recalling the late night whines and rants jungkook would make him sit through.

You smile to yourself. Never in your wildest dreams did you think you’d find this. You’re very own treasure.

masterlist || part 1

Red. Yep that’s the colour of tonight writing. RED

Thank you lovey! 💜💜💜

Did we deserve both of those endings? Probably not. But did you still go ahead and give us both of them and make our entire week? You sure did 💞💞💞💞💞 They were AMAZING😭😭💞💞💞💞💞

You totally did deserve it!! I promise 🥺

I couldn’t shake the endings, they all called to me. And I couldn’t say no.

Thank you for all your support throughout this story 💜💜💜💜

Which ending do you like more? Drop the title 🙏🏼

Don't Tell Me What You See

Stars

Warnings:

Pairing: Jimin!BTS x reader

Author's notes: Which ending is your favourite?

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“Tae!” Jimin screeches over the phone. Lungs burning as he sprints down block after block to get back to the dorms.

“What?” Taehyungs voice booms back, his gut was telling him something was wrong a while ago but he had brushed it off.

“Where is y/n?” He pants desperately.

“Um, she said she had a phone call to take, but I don’t know where she is now. Why?” Taehyung notices the panic in Jimin's voice, realizing something is seriously wrong, it wasn’t just his gut acting up. “Why JIMIN?”

“You need to find her please! I’m so stupid, Tae, you need to find her.” He sobs over the phone, still running, pace never faltering. “She’s my soulmate! PLEASE FIND HER.”

Taehyung springs to his feet, he looks around wildly at his soulmate and members.

“Does anyone know where Y/N went?!” He practically yells at them.

“No, what's going on?” Jin jumps in the kitchen.

“Jimin, we'll find her, just get here.” He barks before hanging up his phone and yeeting it onto the couch.

“Wha-” Hoseok starts.

Taehyung makes eye contact with Yoongi, compelling his hyung to understand the urgency.

“He knows.” Eyes as wide as they can get, Yoongi stands up.

“Guys, everyone split up!” Yoongi takes over. “We need to find her NOW.”

Everyone eyes each other, confusion running deep. They didn’t have time for this.

“MOVE IT!” He screams. Everyone breaks into action.

💜♾💜♾💜

Eyes fluttering slightly open, all you see is gold dust. It could be regular dust in the air, catching the light of the lamps above you, but you can’t quite tell. Warmth radiates through your body and you feel content with lying there forever. Something twitches against your left palm, you give into curiosity as your eyes crack open a little more over to your side. There appears to be a figure hunched over your bed, sleeping by its side, hand in yours. The warm fog makes it hard to clearly see who it is, but the gold dust swirls delicately around them. The warmth in your hand, the gold dust... you know this warmth.

As your haze lulls back over you, you hear shuffling. The hand in yours tightens, and you force yourself through the fog. Eyes rolling open, the figure is above you. Fuzzy in your view, their mouth is moving, but you hear nothing. The gold dust hovers over them as you begin to focus just enough.

Reaching up your right hand, you place a palm against the soft warm cheek, heat flows into your hand. Glistening, large eyes stare back at you, dark circles hanging underneath. You can barely see them. Your eyes travel to the moving mouth, plush lips that look like they have been chewed on relentlessly continue in vain.

“I know this face…” Your weak attempt at speaking, stilling the moving mouth.

Making eye contact once again, you feel a faint pull. A tug really, of threads you thought were lost. Warmth tickling your heart. Galaxies shone in these eyes.

“I know these stars.” You say again, a soft smile appearing on your face.

His soft, angelic voice finally pierces through the clouds in your ears.

“And I know you, my soulmate.” Jimin sings, resting his forehead to yours as tears silently slip out of his closed eyes, down his face.

Breathing in deeply, warm air enters your body, it begins to thaw your icy lungs. A wave of heat rolls over your body, rushing through you, into your every limb, every appendage, every vein, every molecule. You feel a jolt through your body, pulling back slightly you look at him, confusion etched in your face. He lets out a deep breathe, slowly opens his eyes and…..you’re gone.

No longer are you in your hospital bed, but in the center of of a mirrored disk, floating in what looked like galaxies. These were the planets and stars you had seen so many months prior, the celestial bodies looking stoic as they shone from a distance. You look around confused, then you notice it.

On the outer edge of the disk, walking straight towards you is a figure. The end of a swirling golden thread loops its way over to the figure, disappearing into its chest. You follow the golden tether with your eyes, finally noticing its other end.

You. You are the other end, the golden strand leads directly into your chest. You stare at it in bewilderment, its warm, the warmth you’ve been trying to find for so long. It’s pulsing with heat.

You’re brain still laced with the fog of before, you can’t comprehend what exactly is happening. A luminescent hand grasps under your chin, lifting you to face the figure. Eyes locking with the childlike face in front of you.

“Sorry, I took so long.” Jimin smiles at you before wrapping you in his arms. You are engulfed by heat. Your body finally regulating to a normal body temperature. All sense of cold now completely gone. The disk below shines bright, too bright as your whisked away, back to your hospital room.

You stare at him from your bed, eyes wide. Lost in all that just happened.

“There’s no amount of apologizing I can do, you don’t have to forgive me. But please know, I’ve really thought about this. I want it to be you. I’m sorry I’ve been so blind and ignorant and selfish and a complete idiot. If you give me this chance I promise to make it up to you, I’ll spend the rest of my existence making you happy.” Words continue to tumble from his mouth, all lost in the only thought screaming at you loudly in your mind. With every sound of his voice, the last of the cold lingering in you recedes. Till only your toes are frostbitten.

“Did you…..accept…” Your breath hitches, as you feel a warm tear escape your eyes.

“Yes.” He breathes, cupping your face in his hands. “I choose you.”

Finally you are able to feel your toes again.

Finally Warm || Stars. || Coral Reef || Golden

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Warnings: smut implied, swearing, mentions of mating and bonding, taking pills

Pairing: Jungkook!BTSHybrid x reader!Hybrid

Premise: He wants to be your treasure.

Author’s notes: This kind of came out of no where, but this is my first time with a hybrid au. I want to get batter at it, so I may come back and redo this later haha, Heavily unedited, I'm tired.

Should I do a part two????

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“That’s a wrap!” The director yells from behind the camera.

Finally being able to break out of your stiff posture, shoulders dropping, arms stretching above your head. A groan escapes your body as you feel your muscles relax. Turning to the members of BTS, they are all buzzing with excitement, bringing an end to their busy schedule for today.

The group and yourself say thank you’s and goodbyes to the staff as you are ushered back towards the hair and makeup rooms, chatting amongst yourselves as you make your way.

Making sure to avoid Jungkook's gaze, you opt for walking out a step or three in front of the group. Jungkook trailing closely behind you, but still maintaining a cautious distance.

Jin walking next to you asks if you’re still on for lunch next week. You say yes. He asks if you can come to the company to meet him then you can leave for lunch together. He has work scheduled in the morning but is free after. You agree as you’re off that day already.

You all enter into the change rooms. Changing back into regular clothes. Finishing in the bathroom you head out and over to your duffel bag from the day's schedule.

Casually scanning your phone and talking to Namjoon, with Jungkook standing awkwardly nearby but not engaging in the conversation. You’re waiting for your manager to tell you your car is ready.

The others finally emerge from the other restrooms and changing rooms.

Yoongi mentions Jimin's change in smell. Signalling Jimin's impending heat. Jimin grabs the bottle of suppressants from the counter, not thinking much of it. Announcing that he’s taking one, you not paying much attention. The rattle of the pills pulls your focus, realizing that they are your suppressants. Panicked, you run over to him.

“Jimin NO!” You slap the pills out of his hand before they can reach his mouth.

FOr only a moment, all you can hear is the scattering and breaking of pills on the floor. Confusion hanging heavy in the air.

“What was that?” Jimin asks, eyes large from shock.

“You can't take these. You’ll have to find someone else to lend you some.” You choke out. This isn’t how you wanted to bring up this topic. Hell this alone would lead you to finally tell them everything. Everything…. That’s something you weren’t ready for anyone to know yet.

“But-“ Jimin tries.

“Y/n, the car is ready” Your manager calls from the door way.

“I’m really sorry Jimin. I promise I’ll explain later.” You offer an apology with a smile. He smiles back assuringly, but his scent tells you something different. Fear, for a tiny second he was afraid of you and your outburst. He tries to hide it, but you catch it. Not only his. Fear seeped off of everyone in the room...everyone except one.

Only one person has never shown any signs of fear while being around you. Just knowing that, made heat pool in your lower stomach.

“Oh-ok…Jin!” Jimin redirects. “Do you have any on yours?”

“Yea, let me grab them” Jin chimes up brightly. Releasing comforting pheremones into the room. Clearly trying to relax predator and prey alike. ANd it does work. It always works.

Jungkooks eyes are the only ones that linger on you. Worry evident as he chews on his bottom lip, doe eyes following you around the room as you grab your stuff and follow your manager out.

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Making your way into Hybe, waving at fellow idols. You text Jin that you’ve arrived, he responds that his work is taking longer than expected and asks if you can wait a little while. You say yes and tell him you’re headed to the cafe.

The discomfort on your body grows, body feeling heavier with every step. You took double suppressants this morning, as you could feel your pheromones going into overdrive. Your 5 senses focusing on everything, like they were searching for something..or someone. You guessed it was about time for your heat. You had messaged the guys in the group chat about going into preheat the night prior. They all insisted it would be fine as long as you took your pills, reluctantly you agreed.

Turning down the hallway before the cafe, the heat in your stomach grew into an inferno. You don’t get a chance to think about what’s going on when you run right into Jungkook. He catches you in his arms. Your scent sends a flash through his eyes. His own scent explodes from his body. Your cold skin feeling unbearably warm, under his large hands. Lungs filling with his intoxicating smell, almost losing all control right there and then. You shove away from him with enough force to make him falter to his knees. You can’t stop your body trembling as you look down at him. Staff members begin running over to him, while you make a mad dash away from him.

Forcing yourself to focus on Jin's comforting scent you run in his direction. He’s coming down another hallway, away from the cafe. He was looking for you there, but couldn’t find you.

“Jin!” You yell, throwing yourself in his arms.

“Y/n?” He manages to catch you just in time. His scent filling your lungs, making your mind refocus.

“Jin I need help, my heat-” Choking on each word as you force yourself to blink back tears in your eyes.

“Oh my god.” He holds you close as he’s hit with your scent. FIghting back his own rising instincts to your body calling every unmated man to you. T claim you, mate you.

“But how did you go into heat? You just started preheat last night? It’s not possible.” Jin gasps. Arms still latched around your waist.

“Yea I know, thanks. I need you to get me out of here.” You whisper to him as you hear footsteps approaching. You can smell the two males before they were even close.

“Wait y/n’s in heat too?” Namjoon questions from behind you. You try to peel yourself off of Jin to look at them. “Oh god, your smell-“

“What do you mean? Someone else is in heat?” Jin pulls away from you to look at the others.

“Jk burst into a full blown rut. They’re taking him to a rut room. Or at least trying to. He’s really fighting it. I’ve never seen him this aggressive before.” Jimin explains, eyes shaking as he stares at you. His instincts are screaming at him to go to you. But he, along with Jin, are doing their absolute damnedest to control themselves.

A scream is heard throughout the building, instantly you all know who it’s coming from. Pain shoots thorough you, stomach returning to its previous inferno. Clutching at your stomach you almost topple over, but regain your balance. Jin stares at you concerningly, but the realization hits him all too quickly.

“…oh my god y/n!!! Your preheat triggered JKs rut and his rut started your heat.” He states, alittle too loudly for the now pounding in your head.

“Fuck, I know! Trust me I know. That’s why you have to get me out of here!”

“You’re seriously still fighting this?! That poor boy has been pining over you for months and this is legitimate proof that you guys are meant to be and you’re still trying to get out of it? Why? Why is this so hard for you to accept?” He protests angrily.

“I cant. I cant be with him. I cant let him mate with me.” You sigh, once the pain lets up.

“What would be so wrong with that?” Jin demands, arms crossing infront of his chest. You can feel the annoyance surging through his scent.

“He’s only a bunny, Jin” You say slowly, staring at the ground.

“You’re really using that predator and prey bullshit?” Hands going lax at his sides, his blatant emotions in the air shifting to disappointment.

“No!” You look at him frantically, only to be met with a fresh wave of pain, Jimin catches you in his arms. You try to regain your thoughts and continue to explain. “Not only is he a bunny, he’s an idol. An extremely famous, well sought out, millions of people want to be with him, idol.”

“Don’t use his fame as an excuse.” Jin spits out between clenched teeth. He’s seething now. He can’t believe you would stoop so low to use his breed and status as excuses to force him away from you.

“It’s not-I don’t know how to explain this well.“ Leaning against Jimin for support. You breathe deeply before standing your ground and looking at your closest friend straight in his eyes. Unwavering. “I’m a dragon. What do Dragons do?”

Searching his eyes for understanding, but all you’re met with is confusion.

“We covet. Our greed is unmatched. Illogical. We are possessive, and greedy. If I mate with him, I’m more likely to lock him in a room for the rest of his life, never letting anyone see or hear him again. Or even worse, I could kill him. I don’t have control of the obsession. It’s not that I don’t want him, it’s that I’d want him too much.”

Now able to look at all three males, its time, even just a little to let them truly in.

“Why do you think there are so few dragon hybrids left? We’ve driven ourselves to madness. We’re uncontrollable. Why do you think my suppressants are so lethal to other hybrids?” You make a pointed look at Jimin, recalling the incident a week prior.

Jungkooks scream breaks through your vulnerable moment, crashing pain into your body and mind. Your legs give out, but no one is fast enough to catch you. You're sitting on the floor, trying to maintain deep breaths as opposed to the panicked shallow ones your body wants to give into. You can see the men infront of you visibly struggle. The pain is starting to turn into a lust, you won’t be able to hold off for long. Looking up into the faces of the males, your misty eyes, lips open, red flush creeping up against the blue tinted flesh of your body and the smell of your now leaking arousal is breaking them, all stagger back to be able to breathe again.

“I’m mated and her scent is starting to affect me.” Namjoon states, hand covering his mouth, trying not to breathe you in. “We have to do something. Quickly.”

“Is there any way you can help him? Without mating him?” Jimin asks desperately.

“Can you hold yourself back enough?” Namjoon questions.

“I-I don’t know. I don’t think that’s possible” Forcing your mind to think about the situation at hand and not the 2 unmated males in front of you. Their scents slowly creeping into your already hazy mind. Your eyes racking over their bodies, half lidded cobalt eyes now taking over your normal colour.

“Muzzle…what about your muzzle?” Jin stammers out, ripping his gaze from you.

“Huh?” Namjoon and Jimin shout in unison.

“I can't guarantee I won’t try to take it off. I’ll be too far gone in a frenzy to care about the pain.” The muzzle was made for your heats. You became dangerous during your cycle, and the only thing that kept you away from tearing out the throats of your guardians during that time was your muzzle. Made with a metal that you yourself could not open, searing your flesh on contact. Impossible for you to take off without help. Well when you weren’t driven into a mate induced heat. There’s only one place that could possibly hold you, and as much as you didn’t want to go back there. It was the safest option.

“We can't risk it.”

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“Honestly if you were to tie him up in your apartment to keep him for yourself he’d be thrilled.” Jin states as he continues to look around the tiny one room you’ll be staying in.

“This isn’t funny.” You snap at him.

The pain and heat between your legs had lessened enough for them to get you here, with help from your guardians of course. The farther distance you had from Jungkook the better. His scent no longer intoxicates you, but still lingering on your skin from where he touched you.

“No it’s not. That boy is so absolutely smitten with you, if he knew you wanted him this badly he’d be the happiest man on the planet.” Jin gestures to your cold prison. Cement walls, floor and ceiling. Steal bars over the only window you had. A metal cot, with what looked like a metal prison toilet was all that was in the room.

“He’s not a child y/n. He understands the gravity of what you are. And he still wants to be with you.” Namjoons soothing voice coming from the doorway.

“He isn’t thinking about it for the group though. I’d need to be with him 24/7, or else I’d lose it. I would probably kill someone if I wasn’t with him. On tours, interviews, shoots, filming, even just on days off, I'd never be able to be apart from him.” You exclaim, exasperated facing the window, away from them. Why weren’t they understanding the gravity of you mating with Jungkook?

“He has, y/n. He brought it up to all of us before. He’s already asked us about it.” Jimin offers hopefully.

“What?” Turning to face them, unable to hide the shock from your face or in your scent.

“He wants you to be with him all the time. He’s needy, whether that be the bunny in him or if that’s just jungkook, who knows. But he wants all that. With you.” Jimin opens up more about their Bunny maknae.

Thoughts reel through your head, you force them out with a shake. This is safer. This will keep him safe. This will allow him to continue to live his life freely. Unbound to an obsessive, dangerous hybrid.

Muffle voices come from the hall outside, your guardians announcing that they had to lock you in now.

“Are you sure about this?” Jimin tries one last time, beggin you to return to Hybe. Be with his friend. Stop you both from feeling this pain. But your resolution is set. You’ve made up your mind.

“No. I’m terrified.”

Between Jungkook's freedom and your life. You’d pick him every time.

You give them a reassuring nod before they step out of the room, the steel doors closing behind them. The locking mechanism ominously echoes against the concrete of the walls. Locked in. There’s a window, allowing you to look out, but it’s lined with steel bars as well as you’re 18 stories up. Hopefully it can hold you long enough for his rut to pass. This isn’t the first time you’d been locked in here and it probably won't be your last.

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“It’s been over a week and Jungkook is still locked up in that rut room.” Jin shouts angrily at you. “What the hell is going on? What aren’t you telling us?”

Silence.

“I understand you wanting to be quiet about your heats and the possibility of being Jungkook mate, and even the potential dangers. But THIS.” His patience is running thin. He couldn’t bear to see his maknae in so much pain, and for so long. “this is too much. What is happening to him?!”

“I’m not…sure.” Finally finding your voice. “This isn't a normal heat for me. This is something so much more intense, the waves. The pain.”

“If his rut is connected to my heat, we might have a really big problem.” Perched on the side of your cot, you stare at the ground. Running through your options of having to explain your complicated heats. A topic you had a hard time understanding yourself.

“-what.”

“I don’t have regular heats. They don’t show up every few months, as spouts of ‘needing to breed’, waking up from horny induced relapse.”

Finally making eye contact with Jin.

“I’ve taken suppressants every day of my life Jin. Every. Day.” Eyes pleading with him, pleading for something you don’t even understand. “It’s like being in preheat for your whole life. The suppressants take the edge and pain away.”

“But before-?”

“What you felt. Hell, what everyone has felt is my preheat while I’m on suppressants. They can't stop my heat, they just dull it.”

“Wait. How is that possible? We’ve known you for almost a year and we’ve never had an issue before?” Jin is completely bewildered. Nothing was adding up anymore. He thought he was confused before but now? Oh hell, he was really losing it.

“I haven’t gone into heat since knowing you.” Your voice drops to a whisper. Alot was still unknown about your kind, with so few of you left it was almost impossible to be observed. Especially with many of you dying so young.

Jin's face pales. “When was the last time you went into heat?”

“Three years ago.” Voice barely coming out in anything more than an exhale.

“THREE YEARS?!”

You flinch.

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“Noona, this has been going on too long. It’s been two weeks. They won’t let him out until he shows some sign of breaking through his rut.” Jimin chews on his bottom lip, the only smell lacing his scent is concern.

You can’t help but shudder at the thought of Jungkook alone in a rut room. Begging for release. For you. You can only imagine his crisp scent bursting tenfold, mixing with unbearable lust and need. You feel a heat pool between your legs. The room filling with your own lust scented pheromones.

“You’re not doing that much better..” Jimin mumbles, breaking your train of luid thoughts. Shifting uncomfortably against the wetness soaking your underwear.

“I’m doing the best I can.” You sigh.

Namjoon and Jimin exchange looks. Exasperation leaves your body, a deep throating whine leaving your already falting focus.

“Look- I’m doing everything I possibly can to stop myself from tearing this city apart to get to him. He’s haunting me. Every day, every hour, every minute and every second.” Your body begins to tremble at how easy it would be for you to break this country, if it tried to stand in your way.

“He’s across town?” Namjoon questions.

“but I can still hear him…smell him…taste him in the air.” “If you don’t lock me in a box and bury me 50ft under, I’m about ready to make a run for it.”

You all hear a loud banging from outside the room. The locks screech as they are being unlocked. You all stand there completely dumbfounded. But in your shock you're too slow to realize the scent seeping from the hallway.

“THAT’S IT.” Jin screams, as he bolts into the room, throwing one of Jungkook's sweaters at your head.

You don’t move. You let it collide with your face. Instantly the smell hits you, body clenching around nothing. Slowly you peel it away, grasped in a death grip. Eyes glowing cobalt, blue shining from the back of your throat from your chest, ice breathing creeping from your mouth. This smell. Jungkook’s smell. His rut lingers on the fabric, engulfing your entire being.

Before you can regain your humanity, you lurch backward, sweater in hand, as you pull off the metal bars from the window, throwing the broek steel and cement to the ground. You throw your body through the glass window, landing on your feet 18 stories bellow. Pain shoots up from your feet into your calves and knees, but it doesn’t stop you. You take off running in the direction of his scent. Passing people on the sidewalk, crossing busy streets not bothering to check the lights, jumping over cars stopped in your way.

Lungs screaming for breath as your make your way into the Hybe sanctioned building. You’ve slowed to a walk. The predator in you coming out, your instincts setting you into a prowl. The guards of Junkgooks door don’t try to stop you as you walk up to it, slowly inhaling the dangerously strong scent fighting it’s way out from behind the locked door. You turn the lock, slowly opening the door, not stopping your steps as you’re falling immersed in it. Someone from outside closes the door behind you. Slumping back against it, your senses are fully taken from you, you close your eyes allowing yourself to drift. The air is thick, only made worse when you hear the bathroom door clock open, the air now almost choking you.

“Noona..?” Jungkook’s feeble voice breaks through your thoughts. Still leaning back on the door, you slowly peel your eyes open. He’s wearing nothing but a loose pair of nike gym shorts. Your mind begins to drift back, eyes following the curves of his sculpted chest, broad shoulders and slim waist. Mouth running dry as all the moisture in your body migrates to your underwear once again. You can almost feel it running down your legs.

“Kook” You plead, for something you’re not sure about. Reality hitting right then and there. “No, I need to go. I need to leave”

You make a weak attempt at turning around to leave the room.

“No Noona!” Jk shout, tears falling out of his beautiful large brown eyes. Angrily staring down at your feet. “Why won’t you let it be me? Why can't it be me? What’s so wrong about me?”

Panic risen. Your urge to soothe and comfort him is almost overwhelming. Almost.

“I want you kook.” You finally admit out loud. His ears perk up, his glassy eyes finally looking at you again. “But I can't have you.”

Tears continue to silently fall down his face. He questions you silently.

A wave of his rut hits him again, he staggers back catching himself against the foot of the bed.

You scream in pain as your insides feel like they are being twisted around a branding spike. Your cool skin is set ablaze. Thankfully the door keeps you up right.

You see the look of realization hit him, but you barely have the energy now to dismiss him. He takes a step toward you on shaky legs. He watches your pupils dilate.

Another step, your eyes bleeding to cobalt. Legs shaking uncontrollably.

Another step, the blue glow from your chest and throat begin to shine anew.

“Don’t.” You plead.

“Noona let me be the one.” Another step. You have become the prey.

“Let yourself have me.” Another step, the chilled mist falls from your mouth. Now you really do feel it sliding down the inside of your thigh.

Now he’s standing right in front of you, less than an arm's reach away.

“Let me be your treasure“

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For real though, do let me know any and every critic you have! What you think I should change or what you liked about it! And please let me know if you want a part 2.

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So, I am just going to put my thoughts here. Don't Tell Me What You See had me ride a cascade of emotions, my heart breaking with the angst and then healing with the little moments of angst.

I loved all three of the conclusions in their own way. My favourite - Coral Reef. Her dying was too tough for me to take. And Jimin just getting her after everything he put her through does not seem right either. But then, they are beautiful endings too.

Yoongi loved her and deserves her. Long before she was his soulmate. Jimin liked her too. But he lived being ruled by fear. A fear of not losing himself. It made him blind to her pain. If he loved her, he should have sensed at least some of her pain. But he didn't.

Also, thanks for giving the readers a choice as well. To choose their realities. Just like the ending I choose.

I really loved this journey and I am grateful to you for it.

And I am ready to go wherever Lucid and Crown may take us.

You’ve literally made my shitty week a millions times better 💜🥺

All endings in my mind had closure in different ways. All focusing on different aspects of what she has gone through. Healing was at the forefront for sure!

I liked how the soul journey turned out for her and yoongi, I couldn’t keep the images out of my head! 🌊

And Because I couldn’t force myself to pick an ending I didn’t think it was fair to force an ending. This story is all about choices and I planned to keep it that way!

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