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Yoongi: Scratch My Heart 1

In which Jimin brings home a cat shifter just for a night, while Yoongi decides to keep her at his side, uncaring that she stays in her feline form constantly, hoping that he can be the reason for her to trust again.

Tags/warnings: hybrid!Reader, human idol!Yoongi, idol!BTS, future smut, fluff, past trauma, insecurities, reader has to learn how to function as a human again, and yoongs helps, it's so cute pls ,more TBA as the story goes on

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Min Yoongi can sometimes come off as a little withdrawn, a little cold, a little introverted.

And while he does enjoy the company of himself and no one else a lot, he isn't actually all grumpy and stone-faced all the time. He can actually be quite loud sometimes, boosts of energy giving him reason to express his emotions way brighter than anyone could've imagined him to do.

And he also attaches himself to things easily.

Which is why now, after half a year already, his studio had become a little warmer, a little less only-working. There's small toys in a corner, some having left that spot to randomly lay around, while on the couch, a blanket can be spotted that's pink in color. On his desk, right to where he operates the computer mouse, there's a round and soft kitty bed- one that your black form rests in, curled up to sleep while he works away, occasionally running his hand over your body as if to make sure you know he's still there.

Originally, Jimin had found you roaming the streets, exhausted after a severe rain storm, drenched to the bone and shivering cold. He'd brought you home to his bandmates, explained the reasoning behind it, and everyone had thought you'd shift at some point, thanking them before going home.

But here's the thing; you never did.

It lead to Hoseok, Namjoon, Jin and Yoongi questioning the maknaes for maybe assuming wrong or even lying to get a pet- but that's not the case. Jimin was a shifter himself, and Jungkook knew from his family's hybrid what to look out for to identify one. Taehyung said that Yeontan wasn't barking at you- a clear sign to him that you weren't a simple housecat, a species hated by the small pomeranian.

And so eventually, everyone grew used to you.

Yoongi most of all, as he began taking you with him wherever he could; on tours, where you'd stay at his hotel room and sleep the day away, or to shootings and interviews, where you would keep yourself into the background, barely ever seen by fans. Whenever you were, there would always be the question;

"Dont black cats bring bad luck?" They'd ask, some with amusement, some as a simple joke, and others on a serious note.

And his answer was always the same, spoken with a slight smile, uncaring of what people may thought. "I dont think so." He'd say. "I mean, look at me." His bandmates would chuckle at that, and many fans who were hybrids as well would praise him and you, and slowly, fans would become more and more curious about you.

Which eventually led to you roaming freely around, even appearing at some fansigns in the time passing. But there would always be one single question in Yoongis mind;

Why were you not shifting?

Were you not comfortable with him? Was he crowding you, or was he doing something to prevent you from doing so? Maybe you couldn't, maybe you were sick- or maybe you'd be better off in Jimins hands, he was a cat shifter as well. He probably understood you way better than him, probably made a way better fit.

But when he looked at you, sleeping so soundly on his desk, he wanted to be selfish. He wanted to keep you around, to make you happy, and to one day, reveal yourself to him.

He could wait.

Jungkook: Am I cool yet?(1)

In which Jungkook thinks your eyes are kind of really fucking cool and cute.

Tags/Warnings: Kangaroo Hybrid!Jungkook, Sheep hybrid!Reader, part of my unconventional hybrid series I'm starting, University AU, mc has a stutter when shes nervous, mentions of mild bullying (nothing physical), mc owns an illegal amount of squishmallows, sports fanatic kook but what's new, strangers to lovers, romance and fluff!

Additional Chapter Warnings: insecurities, mc has a lil accident nothing big, kooks friends pull a prank on him lol

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When you finally started University, you really thought the whole school behavior you've lived through all those years would stop. People were basically adults now here, right? And adults didn't behave like kids.

How wrong you were.

Sometimes, it felt as if adults were even more petty and mean as teenagers and kids still in school- and it frankly didn't do you much good. You weren't necessarily unhappy with yourself- you actually thought you were quite decent. However, considering you were one of the more.. rarely seen hybrids, there's standard slurs thrown after you constantly.

'Do you think she knows satanic rituals?' No, you didn't, and satanic stuff is constantly connected to goats anyways. You're a sheep-not a goat.

'Bro she's got movie-theater vision!' No, your vision was simply a bit different from the average hybrid and predators.

'I heard she's cursed or some shit. Like, she can literally see behind her, what the fuck..' that much is true, but its called nature.

It all didn't help that you couldn't even speak to most people you met- avoiding the cafeteria for years now because the lady up front got super irritated by your stuttering everytime it had been your turn to order something. It had humiliated you- so much so, that you simply decided to keep quiet from now on, keep your head low, and don't spend much more time at Uni than you needed to.

Just like now, as you were on your way home.

You cringe a bit at the pain you feel in the muscles of your leg- you've probably pulled something when tripping down the stairs some days ago- having tried hard not to fall and make a total fool of yourself.

"Well fuck me.." you hear someone's voice, making you turn around as the young man sighs to himself. It's Jeon Jungkook; he's studying to become a physiotherapist one day- at least that's what he'd told you when he'd accidentally ran into you first week of Uni. "Oh hey- have you seen my bike? It's red, has a crappy Obey sticker on it?" He asks you, and your eyes widen a bit in shock at being addressed, before you avert your gaze, pointing at the trashcans close by where it's been put behind the metal containers to hide it. "Ah those Fuckers!" He laughs. "Thanks!" He says, before he moves to get his bike.

You feel dismissed, so you start walking towards the exit of the premise.

"Oh hey, by the way-!" He calls out, sitting on his bike, pushing himself alongside you with his feet down to keep the speed low. "Haven't seen you around much. Thought you'd disappeared or something." He chuckles, and you shrug, though you smile to not seem rude. "Ah, you're quiet. I get that. I talk a bit too much to be honest." He laughs to himself. "Are you okay? I've noticed you've been walking a bit odd."

"Uhm.." you start, trying hard to focus on your speaking so it won't become embarrassing. "I f-f-..." you lower your face a bit, becoming self-conscious suddenly when you noticed it won't come out smoothly.

"Oh its fine, take your time." He smiles simply, moving alongside you like it's no big deal.

It gives you the energy to try again.

"I tripped downstairs." You rush out in one go luckily, and his mouth opens in an 'o' shape in understanding. "On Monday." You add on, and he looks at you a bit concerned.

"Did you get it checked?" He asks, and you shake your head- before you suddenly pull on his jacket to pull him a bit to the side- two kids on their bikes rushing past him. "Holy shit- thanks! How'd you see that?" He laughs, looking back himself.

"I.. yknow, my weird eyes, I c-can see like-" you motion with one hand around your head. "All around. Almost. I can't see like.. the back of my head." You explain, and his eyes widen.

"Oh shit I didn't know that! So you can see this?" He asks, holding to fingers up behind your shoulder.

"You holding two fingers u-up?" You giggle a bit, and he laughs boyishly.

"Yeah, that's so cool!" He answers, almost riding straight into a lamp post with his bike if not for you pushing him again- before you laugh along with him. "Hey- we don't have classes tomorrow, do you wanna hang out?" He bluntly asks, and your eyes widen a bit.

"Uh.. like, uh.. I'm really boring though-" you say.

"Nah, don't think so. Listen, I got both Netflix and Amazon prime and a shit ton of snacks, and I promise I'm not some fuckboy either." He winks, loosing balance on his bike for a second, making you laugh. "Won't hold it against you if you say no though."

"No no, I'd uh.. I like that." You say, stopping as you're going a different way now- turning now, while he clearly was heading straight up the road. "I uh.."

"Oh yeah right, fuck hold on." He says, pulling his phone out of his pocket before it falls to the ground. "Oh shit!"He curses, picking it up- the back of device already decorated with tape. "Ah, here-" he says, wiping his screen before showing it to you.

You pull out your own, in stark contrast to his; safely tucked into a pastel colored case, decorated with stickers and charms hanging from the bottom.

"Alright, it's a date then!" He grins, before his ears turn down in embarrassment. "Oh shit like not a date- unless you want it to be one that's cool too cause you're cute- okay you know what I'm gonna just go home." He says, turning to leave, waving before he speeds off with his bike.

While you, at home, throw yourself into your bed and plushies, trying hard not to scream.

You really don't need a crush now.

Yoongi: Hello Stranger (1)

In which Yoongi technically chose the Van-life to be alone; until he meets you.

Part of the Unconventional Hybrid Series! -> Masterlist

Tags/Warnings: Maned Wolf Hybrid!Yoongi, Opossum Hybrid!Reader, reader is hella fucking clumsy, And kinda dramatic but cut her some slack it's instincts, this is my emotional support Yoongi now I swear, strangers to lovers

Additional Chapter Warnings: Fainting, just Opossum things

Length: Short

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You listen to the sound of your money getting sucked into the vending machine, as it's mechanics start to turn the spiral holding the snacks in place from which spot you'd put in the numbers. You're hungry- and your about to finally have some food in your belly now-

Except the snack doesn't fall down- it gets stuck, mockingly so, swaying a little even, but never enough to free itself.

You want to scream.

This was your last money you had, nothing else in your pockets as your eyes tear up at the sight of what was supposed to be your lunch staring at you behind the glass.

And meanwhile, yoongi is watching from a bit of distance as he sits in front of his van, book in his hand not having his full on attention any longer.

People view him as rather cold and a lone wolf- someone who doesn't care about others, but that's not actually true. He just isn't as social and dependant on constant presence of someone else around- he rather lives on his own and without anything to really care about other than himself. But watching you, he sees himself a little; back when he first started and left all he knew behind to live on his own, with nothing to his name.

He's still a nobody at least to anyone who comes across him- a sucessful producer who's never shown his face to the public or anybody else for that matter; but he's living a comfortable life, doesn't have to worry much about money, while you're clearly upset about your little misfortune.

So he sighs, putting his book away before he walks over to you to help.

You're so invested into trying to push the change button to maybe get your money back that you don't see him walk up behind you whatsoever. He taps your shoulder gently, making his presence known, "Hey-" he starts, but you suddenly turn around, eyes wide and oh wow you're pretty-

And then you're on the ground in front of him, seemingly lifeless.

Uhm..

What?

Carrots and Whiskers (JJK x Reader) 💜🔞🐾

🥕 Pairing: Rabbit!Jungkook x Wolf!Reader

🥕 Genre: Hybrid AU, fluff, smut because why not amirite-

🥕 Warnings: stereotyping, mild mentions of past bullying, fluff, oh god they’re so cute, Dom!Jungkook despite being technically food for Sub!Reader, Dirty talk, it’s sweet though he ain’t calling his baby a hoe don’t worry, unprotected sex because in this hybrid universe they’re unable to conceive due to their different species, please keep that in mind thank you, sweet sweet lovemaking, aftercare, buff boi JK, Big dick JK but what’s new I guess, yeah I’m done now

🥕 Summary: He’s the prey and she’s the predator. So why does she feel like the roles are reversed?

This is a oneshot! If you have any ideas for future content in this universe, feel free to send in asks or requests!

A reputation could easily define your entire life it it was bad enough.

Keep reading

Yoongi:

Eat The Rich Masterlist

Tags/Warnings: cat hybrids Yoongi & mc, Violence, murder, strangers to lovers, blood, angst, graphic descriptions of violence, adult themes, fluff, romance, suggestive themes such as making out and dry humping, eventual smut

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Main Works:

Intro (part 1)

Part 2

Part 3

Sidecontent:

None yet!

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Hoseok: Lovebirds (1)

In which Hoseok shows you that sometimes, giving up isn't admitting defeat, but about saving yourself and making room for something better.

Tags/Warnings: Scarlet Macaw!Hoseok x Scarlet Macaw!Reader, Solo Artist!AU, personal assistant!reader, burnout syndrome, strangers to lovers, romantic!Hoseok, stress birb!Reader, bad work environment, mental exhaustion

Additional Chapter Warnings: stressed birb reader, poor thing, symptoms of burnout, Hoseok thinks he's seriously sick for a second, mentions of doctors visits (needles, blood drawing etc), birb is just a really poor thing

Chapter Length: mid/long

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You're running late.

You know this time you're gonna get fired. He's gonna yell at you again, embarrassing you in front of the Jung Hoseok aka J-Hope, ruining any chances of you ever finding another job in this industry. He'd told you he's gonna ruin your life, and he will, you know it.

It only gets worse when the bus you had taken suddenly seems to choke, and the driver has to stop, telling everyone to leave the vehicle. It all leads to were you are now- sitting on the side of the road, trying hard to justice Han that you'll be even later than you thought, but you can't bring yourself to send the text.

Until someone squats down in front of you, making you jump where you're sitting, terrified.

He's got a bucket hat on his head, hiding most of his face, but you know who it is. He's probably completely confused now, thinks you're an absolute mess, and will go and call Han now to tell him that his personal assistant is yet again fucking things up. You lower your head in shame, preparing yourself for the worst, but Hoseok is only smiling reassuringly, noticing how close you are to crying.

"hey- I'm on my way to the set as well, I'll take you along if you want." he offers. "I mean- unless Han already sent someone to get you." he chuckles, and you're trying hard not to scoff.

Han wouldn't even sneeze into your direction, let alone helo you in a situation like this.

You nod, standing up with him, before swaying, balance list for a second as your vision goes blank. Hoseok is quick to steady you with a hand on your shoulder, waiting worriedly until you gain back your senses. "ugh, sorry- happens all the time." you laugh to yourself, before dusting off your skirt, walking to his car.

It's then that he notices a red feather on the sidewalk, making him grab into his hair to check.

It's been happening a lot lately, feathers falling out it seems, and he's worried that it's something wrong with him. He's already scheduled an appointment, had his blood drawn and vitals checked- but nothing came of it other than the praise that he's very healthy and taking good care of himself. It doesn't make sense.

Back in the car, he feels oddly giddy, buzzing with sime sort of energy he's not sure where it's coming from. Youre not a hybrid, so maybe it's just something going on today, and he doesn't want to put any of his quirks onto you. "you're very quiet." Hoseok chuckles, and you snap your head towards him.

"I'm sorry-" you instantly apologize, making him smile in reassurance.

"no no it wasn't meant like that." he says. "don't worry. Han isn't in yet by the way- why are you on your way so early?" he wonders, and you shrug.

"I.. I always am. I need to prepare everything for him so I come early, and I have to clear up after so I stay longer." you tell him, and the scarlet macaw hybrid furrows his brows.

"but we're on set for the entire day." he worries, and you shrug.

"it's okay." you say, hands in your lap fidgeting around. "I'm okay with it. I like helping." you say, and Hoseok sighs.

"hmhm, I guess so. But please look after yourself." he says, parking the car on set. "Han can do some thinga himself. He's an adult man after all." he chuckles, and you nod, before you notice Han walking towards the car- and Hoseok instantly takes note of how you shrink in on yourself.

"thank you." you simply say quietly, before strong out the car- Han instantly pointing towards his wrist.

Something's not right- and Hoseok knows it. Trying to help you, he walks behind you to take any chance away from the fellow artist to get you alone, his own protectiveness oddly strong at the sight of you so close to the man. "Her bus broke down, I picked her up. Do you want coffee?" Hoseok tries, and Han clearly fakes a smile, before nodding.

"definitely. Hey birdy- go fetch some coffee alright? You can set up everything after." Han says, and you immediately run off, eager to get away it seems.

Hoseok doesn't see you the rest of the day.

What he does notice is just how thoughtful you really are. You always seem to think two steps ahead, you always try and make sure that even he has everything he needs even though you're not even his assistant in the first place. You won't get paid any more than what you already earn, and yet you still leave nice gestures all over the place, pick up on small details like how he likes his water not too cold and on the left side of his chair, hell, you even make sure the makeup staff and crew have snacks and water. And yet, he spits you constantly being watched like a hawk by Han, the man always searching for something to nag about it seems.

You're way too sweet to be pushed around like this.

He hates how that guy is constantly rushing you to get things done that could easily done by himself. Get my jacket, get me water, get me this, get me that. It's infuriating to Hoseok to watch you be worked so hard, way too hard.

"hey, here." he offers some bottled water to you as you sit on the sidelines on a cheap plastic chair at the shooting, the heat clearly getting to you. You're ready to decline, when Hoseok blocks your view completely, making you unable to check up on the collaborating artist you belong to. "I'll take the blame for whatever. Please drink something." he says, and you sigh, taking the bottle from him with a shaky hand and a 'thank you'.

It's only now that he notices something in your hair; distinctively red, brightly so, similar to the feathers in his own hair, just smaller, more delicate, more frail and fragile.

It all makes sense now. The scent, the pull to you, the lack of ears. Only now does he also notice how you always wear long skirts that probably cover your feathers of your tail- all the exact opposite of what he himself does, openly presenting his feathers because that's what you should be doing.

And most importantly, only now does he realize; the feathers he'd been finding aren't his own.

They're yours.

And he actually catches you in the act later that day when you start to help the staff clean up- and it just fuels his anger towards Han even further, because you're not loosing them because you might just be sick or way too tired, no, you're actively picking them out.

The amount of stress you're under must be horrible to force you to do this.

And he can't help but feel pissed to no ends at it. How can someone treat another person, hybrid or not, like they're nothing but a mindless robot without any limits or emotions and boundaries? It's when he watches you trip and fall onto your knees, scraping them open, and Han simply rolling his eyes at you instead of helping, that Hoseok internally snaps.

He's going to get you out of this.

You deserve so much better.

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Jungkook: Pride (Intro)

In which sometimes you'll have to be reminded where you came from to appreciate where you are now.

Tags/Warnings: Tiger!hybrid Jungkook, Cat!Hybrid reader, strangers to lovers, sort of soulmate AU?, Fluff & minor angst

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"Thank you SO much, you won't ever believe how much you saved me!" Hoseok hugs the tiger hybrid as he takes the plastic bags from his friend. "I just had my hands full the entire day with them all-" The human rambles, but Jungkook waves him off, as he takes off his shoes.

"Don't worry, it was on the way anyways." He reassures, familiar with his friend's apartment's layout at this point. There's little hybrids running around, none older than maybe five it seems- the only older one being Taehyung, a familiar face in Hoseok's apartment since the lion hybrid officially lives with him permanently. Jungkook greets him with a smile, one that's returned silently, as the lion is currently holding onto a sleeping hybrid child on his lap. "Did you wash something in here?" Jungkook wonders, bringing some of the bags in the kitchen.

"No?" Hoseok wonders. "Why?" He asks, putting the groceries away in their respective places while the younger hybrid helps.

"Just wondering." He shrugs, throwing the empty bag into the bin close by. "How come they dropped so many kids at yours this time?" He asks.

"A raid." Hoseok grimly explains. "Underground trading, again. It's the second one this year." He sighs. "There's really no end to it, is there? One gets shut down, just for another to pop up.." He mumbles, watching the children play around.

"It'll get better." Jungkook tries to help, though he himself barely believes it as well. "What's with all the strawberry milk?" He wonders, watching his human friend put all the little juice boxes and bottles of said strawberry milk into the fridge.

"Ah, that's for angel. She doesn't really have a name, so we just call her whatever for now." He says, taking one out before looking at Taehyung, who's still trying to get all the young hybrids to take a nap. "I'll bring her one later, when they're quiet. The kids might stress her out too much. She's not good at handling a lot of sensory input." He explains.

"Another hybrid?" He asks, and Hoseok nods.

"Housecat hybrid. Brought back recently, but the social workers gave no reason as to why. Just said she's back, nothing else." Hoseok sighs, shaking his head. "I'm not sure what has happened to her. She won't talk, seems nice, but a bit clingy. She's alone right now only because of the kids." He explains to Jungkook, who nods.

"You want me to bring this to her?" He wonders, pointing to the tiny snack and bottle of milk presumably for you. Hoseok shrugs.

"Sure. She's in the left guest-room." He tells the tiger, who nods, before walking to where his friend had told him you'd be hiding in. As soon as he gets closer, that smell becomes stronger too- an oddly floral but soft scent, sweet but not too overbearing. It's a nice smell- but nothing he's ever quite noticed ever before.

"Hey- Hoseok asked me to bring you something to eat?" He asks quietly, knocking on the slightly ajar door, before he looks around. There doesn't seem to be anybody there- oh.

There you are.

You're watching him from the corner of the room, wrapped up in a blanket, seemingly having just woken up from a nap. You're nothing he's not seen before- a standard cat hybrid, maybe a bit on the shorter side, but probably his age, give or take a little. But something just seems to pull a purr from his chest, a buzzing feeling making him all warm and soft at the sight of you just merely looking at him. And the moment you yawn, tiny sharpened teeth showing, he's a goner.

You've got him captured, tamed, by doing absolutely nothing it seems.

He sits down a bit closer to you, gives you your small sandwich and your milk. You're purring, loudly so, and he loves the sound of it already. Your lips seem a bit chapped, bitten raw in some spots which seems to be due to nervousness and stress- and it's understandable. Not only have you been given away and removed from your home, but you've been basically betrayed and brought into a hectic environment that's probably not the best option for you.

Jungkook has always wanted to do something good for a bigger cause. Maybe he's just found his chance of doing so.

You remind him of himself, in a way. You're not scared, rather curious- quiet, but not dismissive, or uninterested. He likes you, clearly, it's pretty obvious that you're his mate even though it makes zero sense as you're a housecat and not a tiger, and he himself isnt even the same hybrid level- but he won't think about that.

He's found you, and he's going to make sure he won't let you down like you've been let down before.

"Figured something like that." Hoseok chuckles, watching how Jungkook opens the bottle of strawberry milk for you, as your tail snaps up a little.

"Huh?" Jungkook asks, his ears twisting and turning a bit in embarrassment as he tries to play it cool.

"Oh, come on now, Jungkook." He laughs. "I already knew something was up when you kept noticing a strange smell." He informs the tiger. "You might be a Level 2 but you're still a hybrid down the line, no matter how independent." He laughs.

"Well- ah, leave me alone!" He growls playfully, making your tail swish from side to side in amusement, clearly happy at the mood in the room. Jungkook himself wants to just pick you right up and carry you home. You're already melting his heart with nothing else but a smile.

"Oh, I will!" Hoseok says. "But I doubt she will now." He teases, making Jungkook smile.

Well he sure hopes you won't.

Taehyung/Jungkook

Crowded | Masterlist

A dog, a cat, and a fox walk into a bar- but wait, this isn't actually a joke at all.

Tags/Warnings: Wolf Hybrid!Jungkook, Tger Hybrid!Taehyung, Fox Hybrid!Reader, friends to lovers, poly AU, romance, mutual (secret) pining, minor angst, major fluff

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Drabble #1

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Jungkook

Green | Masterlist

"I'm not lonely."

Tags/Warnings: Rabbit hybrid!Jungkook, Fox hybrid!Reader, Single Dad!AU, strangers to lovers, Fluff, romance, angst, suggestive, eventual smut

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omg the yappy mc and wolfdog jk........... i love your brain

"Why is she late this time?" Jungkook asks, jaw clenched as he's already frustrated again. You're clearly not taking this seriously, and he honestly doesn't know how anyone else has ever managed to work with you in any way.

"We're.. not sure." Your manager says, face showing his own shame about your behavior. "She turned her phone off, we can't reach her."

That's it.

Jungkook can understand a lot of things. You're used to being spoiled and having everything set in front of you on a silver platter- he gets that. Sometimes, people's minds can be poisoned by wealth and success. But turning off your phone? That's too far.

What if something actually happened? What if you're sick, in need of help, in danger? This is absolutely ridiculous behavior, and he doesn't care anymore. "She said she lives in the city here, right?" Jungkook asks, and the manager nods. "Alright, where exactly?" He wonders, and a stylist of yours calls out your address.

And that sets him off even further- because you barely live ten minutes away from him. Which means there's not even a single reason as to why you would be late at all.

"What are you going to do?" Your manager worries as Jungkook changes his shoes and slips on his jacket, grabbing the keys to his motorcycle.

"I'm getting her myself."

oh my GOD ninny- i LOVED the fricking drabble for princess! Please, force feed us more!!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Let's see.. oh yeah, how about I tell you about the time he put MC on her fridge?

"We bought that for the entire week, not just today." Jungkook scolds you, closing the fridge again right into your face. "You can't just eat everything at once." He explains, and you cross your arms, annoyed.

"It's not like I don't have the money for it." You huff, glaring at him. "It wasn't even all that expensive-"

"But it's wasteful." He argues. "You'll open all the packages, and then stuff gets bad quicker. Wasting food is a no-go." He denies you, and nod after a moment, feeling a bit ashamed about it.

Jungkook is really trying to help you get used to a normal life- because he plans on making that a possibility for you, once he gets you out of that slave contract. And its obvious he, to some degree, has to start at the very basics of living on your own, and that includes things such as this. You've never learned how to pace your emotions at all, and so he can't blame you for getting so overly excited about all the groceries you bought today- wanting to eat them all at once, no feeling of hunger or appetite at all.

Or more so, you have a constant appetite, at all times- but no idea how to really listen to your body if it's just a craving, or genuine hunger.

And it's not just food you seem to have this problem with- it's also other aspects of life. Be it at dance practice where you can get so excited about things that you almost faint on him due to exhaustion, and whenever you're comfortable, you'll sleep until you get a headache from it. You have barely any feeling for time, you never got taught how to use money and how to value it, and you also never been out as much as these days with him.

He will probably forever remember that ride on the bus with you, simply because you were so in awe of everything around you. In a way, it's also interesting to him, because all the things that are normal and boring to him, are mesmerizing to you.

The second he's not looking at you however, you're back at the fridge, and frankly, he's had enough of your antics today. So with not much thought, he picks you up, and puts you right on top of the small fridge you have in your apartment, before stepping back.

"Let me down!" You argue, but he just shakes his head. "This isn't funny-"

"Never said it was." He tells you. "But you get what you deserve. I told you, you've been really testing me today, and I can really only take so much." He explains, making your curled tail unravel in shame as you realize how exhausting you must've been for him. And the moment he sees that, he walks closer again, carefully getting you back down to look at you. "I'm not angry at you. Just a little exhausted." He jokes, and you nod.

"M' sorry." You apologize, but he just pets your head playfully, before he walks towards your couch, where you sit down as well. "What're you doing?" You ask, and he shrugs, before he lays down.

"I need to recharge." He tells you. "Babysitting is making me tired, you know?" He teases, but much to his surprise, you instead quietly lay down next to him, even going as far as to cuddle up, before you wait, most likely for any sort of reaction.

But all you get, is his arm around you, pulling you in more comfortably-

quietly accepting not only the close proximity, but so much more.

Yoonkook x Reader

Touch-Starved [Main Story]

Yoongi has a crush on you, but is convinced you're not interested in him. You have a crush on Yoongi, but are sure that he'd never like you if he knew your secret. Jungkook has a crush on you but won't admit it to anyone, and you have a crush on Jungkook, but you think you know that he'd never see you as a possible partner, because he knows your secret. It's all just such a mess. How could you ever sort this out?

Tags/Warnings: Wolf!Bangtan, Wolf!Jungkook, Wolf!Yoongi, Dog!Reader, Puppy!Reader, DDLG aspects and themes, no judgement allowed here, non-sexual regression!!!, none of those themes are sexualized in this work, hurt and comfort, major fluff but also lots of angst and insecurity, friends to lovers

Length: idk long didn't count

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Yoongi is not good at things like affection, or relationships at that.

He easily turns red as bright as a spanked ass whenever he has to try and compliment someone he's even just remotely romantically interested in, or he will otherwise simply not find the courage to do it at all. Backhanded compliments are a regular thing with him, his character not allowing him to show someone he cares without implying that he doesn't- a trait that he hates about himself.

He'd learned it from his father, making him even more upset since he never really got along well with that man in the first place. Yet the more he thinks about it, the more it seems like his family history will just repeat itself, and he will find himself in a marriage simply created because of convenience, not love.

He cringes at that, throwing the rest of his sandwich away. His appetite has been long gone anyways.

The reason of his foul mood is in the dorm currently, sitting comfortably on the couch playfully wrestling with Jungkook over a pack of chips he can't identify from his spot.

He hates Jungkook sometimes.

He's always pictured as a shy boy, yet he's actually the exact opposite - easily likable, charming, and most of all- he's your age. The maknae and you are merely half a year apart in age, and he can see why you get along with him. He is a nice person, with his bright smile and large eyes, talented, strong, and likes video games as much as you do.

Yoongi himself does play some games to a small extend, however, he rather buries himself in his work, losing sense of time whenever music is involved.

Overly confident is not how he would describe you- you are simply uncaring of trends of the masses. You don't crave to stand out like Taehyung does, you rather enjoy simply living for yourself and what makes you happy no matter what people would think of your 'goals'. You love stuffed animals and soft colorful things no matter how childish it might make you look. You rarely take selfies of yourself, and never really pose much in images- you just smile, simple as that.

God that smile. If there is an emotion for hate and love at the same time, he is constantly feeling it when it comes to you.

Yoongi wants to be close to you as well, maybe even the closest if he is honest, yet he doesn't know how the hell he is supposed to do that. You both rarely text- he is too unsure if he can, since he is only in a groupchat with you, and only got your ID from Hoseok, who gave it to him in case Yoongi needs to text you something important. You rarely visit him in his studio, but then again, he never told you you'd be welcome anytime. Every small thing he does for you he either brushes it off as nothing speci¹al, or sometimes even tells you that he didn't do it, but one of his members, claiming that he has no Idea what you are talking about. You also show absolutely no interest in him whatsoever.

Which makes his embarrassing crush on you all the more awkward.

He's Min Yoongi for god's sake! He could have anyone if he really tried, if just for his fame and wealth and status as a full blooded Wolf-Hybrid coming from a 'clean' bloodline- yet he is stuck with you, the tiny dog hybrid who sees him as a friend only- if even that at all.

"Yoongi! Finally leaving your wife in there to join us in being social for once?" Seokjin remarks with his signature laugh following, making you chuckle as well.

"Don't be mean Jin." You softly scold the oldest. "Yoongs works hard in there." You look over your shoulder, one of your floppy ears unfolding while you smile that goddamn smile at him- not huge, not a smirk, simply a nice friendly gesture towards him, curled tail wagging a little.

The nickname doesn't make it better.

He hates nicknames, however, he could definitely keep living with your cute versions of his first name any day of the week. He wants to answer you, give you a verbal response, yet all he can bring himself to do is a shrug of his shoulders.

What the fuck.

But you only playfully hold your heart, falling into Jungkooks lap with a dramatic sigh. "Ah, always so cold-!" Which makes the guys laugh, and himself involuntarily smile to himself. He sits down, managing to actually place his ass next to you on the couch without instantly retreating for once. You bravely put your legs over his lap, and his mind is beginning to form the same amount of error messages like his PC system the last time he spilled his iced americano over his MIDI-board.

Yet he only grunts on the outside, and takes his phone out to search for something.

You chuckle, mumbling a sorry under your breath and move to slide your legs off of him again, but his unused hand stops them, shifting them back. His fingers are touching the small patch of bare skin on your calf between your leggings and fluffy sock that had slid down a little- and he has to use all of his self-control not to burst into flames.

He's never really had any very close contact with you, and always imagined what your skin may feel like- as creepy as that sounds. The smile he can see you forming from the side of his view makes him relax, as well- the first sign spotted that he might have some sort of effect on you. Taehyung makes a noise, but is silenced by namjoon who pulls him into a conversation to avoid embarrassing the producer, well aware of his own personal dilemma with you. He is the only one who really knows of his feelings towards you- having told yoongi that you actually feel the same way, yet a bit different. You are, according to namjoon, scared to overstep boundaries with Yoongi, worried that he may snap at you like he did a few months back.

There's that certain feeling whenever you do something stupid and then want to apologize, but you miss the chance and now weeks after it's just awkward, so you don't mention it, while also having to deal with the consequences daily.

Yeah. He still thinks of that moment he'd yelled at you sometimes at the most random of times, cringing internally at it. He'd been stressed with the new Album he wanted to put out, having been stuck on one song, and you had just turned up at the wrong time. You didn't cry or anything like that, you simply apologized for opening his studio without knocking, and left with your tail tucked between your legs. Since then however you'd become a bit more distant with him, more careful, and less touchy than you were with the rest of the pack.

He knows you're a sucker for skinship and cuddling, especially as a dog hybrid who's grown up in a carecenter between many other hybrids, yet you also respect if someone wants space. He loves how much attention you pay to your surroundings, eyes always wide open- you remember things for a long time, and you are able to keep track of so many things at once- yet he's also seen your apartment, a glimpse of your more raw personal side that you tend to keep close to yourself. You're a chaotic person, and he doesn't know how you find anything on that desk of yours.

You struggle to keep track of chores and your own health sometimes, yet you try hard, he knows that. And that makes him feel such an extreme need to make sure you're always happy and taken care of, that he's the one to take care of you.

"Oh, YOONGI!" You suddenly gasp at him, and he raises his eyebrows, looking at you as you move around a bit, your hands searching in your sweater pocket for something. "I actually cleaned up my apartment yesterday, and I found this. I think I borrowed it sometime ago, but lost it- sorry for that again by the way, won't happen again I promise!" You say, showing him a black and silver USB stick, your curly tail wagging in excitement.

You're right, that is his. He actually had forgotten about it.

"Took you long enough." He simply says and takes it from you to put it in his own pocket, seconds later cringing at his sentence. He could've definitely phrased that better, or maybe even simply thank you for giving it back even after all this time. Yet the timeframe of saying thank you without making it seem weird or out of place is already overstepped now, so he has to suffer.

Jungkook chimes in instead.

"I helped her get some order back into that place. Poor puppy had been so stressed with work that she couldnt keep up anymore." He says, laughing along with you, and Yoongi lets a chuckle of his own slip. But instead of telling you what a good job you did, or any praise he really wants to tell you, he only pats your leg gently two times, running his thumb over your calf for a second, internally imprinting into his mind how soft your skin is.

You however beam at this, visibly feeding off of his small gesture like a touch starved pet- and he can't help but find it cute.

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A knock on his door makes him look at it, giving a verbal response in a low "Hm?", as he hears your voice from behind it.

You're not really saying anything, just a sound of confusion and discomfort escaping you from behind the door, and he can slowly hear your slippers softly moving away, when he gets up from his chair to open his door to see you stop to look at him. You're standing in front of him with wide eyes and lowered ears, one of them being pulled on by your hand as he can hear the rest of the pack laughing in the main living room of the dorm. He chuckles at that, waving you into his studio, making him and yourself smile. You thank him somewhat quietly, and go to sit down on his small couch he has inside his studio, laying down so your feet still touched the ground as to not overstep any unspoken rules he might have.

Yoongi however walks up to you, and puts your feet up for you, grabbing a spare blanket from besides the couch, something he always kept here since he sleeps in his studio quite often. You thank him quietly for that, the soft buzzing of his studio PC and the nice air conditioning already helping your fuzzy head a lot.

Jumping over your shadow and coming here was a good idea after all, it seems like.

Yoongi sympathizes with you when it comes to headaches- and it's clear from your behavior that you probably have one, which could also explain why you don't really talk, since it probably hurts. Due to the fact that he seems to solely survive off of caffeine and a cup of instant ramen smashed in between his busy schedule, he gets them more often than he would like to admit. Yet he also remembers how you'd told him once how easily your headaches evolved into migraines if you weren't careful, so he is mindful to help you in avoiding that this time. He digs around in his mind for any small excuse to talk to you, yet ultimately decides against it, thinking it would probably be better for you to have as much silence as possible.

He wonders what your secret is.

Namjoon had mentioned something you kept secret 'for a reason', but he wouldn't tell the producer what it could be, not even a hint. You hopefully know that nothing could ever really make Yoongi see you any different than he does right now.

Except maybe murder- but he doubts that that's what you're hiding.

He also knows that Jungkook is aware of it too. Maybe you both are a couple? He does sleep over sometimes after all, seems to be awfully good with calming you down whenever you're anxious or panicking. It's like the young wolf is aware or something Yoongi isn't, able to manage you when you're becoming restless about things.

Another knock is heard. Yoongi attempts to call out- but gets up to walk to the door instead so he won't shout and worsen your headache. It's Jungkook- because of course it is.

"Hey- is- oh, there she is. I was wondering where she went " jungkook says, entering after the rapper walks aside, silently giving him permission to come in. "Hey- everything okay?" Jungkook wonders softly to you, and you quietly shake your head, whining slightly to yourself before you pull down your ears once more over your eyes, clearly signaling your headache to him as well. "I told you to drink more, puppy. Come on, let's get you home." He gently says, helping you sit up.

"She can just nap here, I don't mind." Yoongi offers- but there's something in Jungkook's eyes that seems oddly suspicious as he looks for an answer inside his head it seems like.

"Ah, I'll rather take her home, but thanks hyung." He tells him, averting his gaze as he instead occupies himself with you who's silently reaching out for him, clinging onto him as he picks you up, showing clearly how used to it both of you are. Jungkook holds you almost effortlessly, while you're instinctively laying your head on his shoulder, arms around his neck.

Yeah, you're probably a couple, and you just don't want to say it out loud.

"You know, you could just tell everyone." Yoongi grumbles more or less as he opens the door for the two of you, Jungkooks wide eyes looking at him. "No one's gonna get mad or something if you told them." He shrugs, and Jungkook looks around for a second, on edge. "You're together, right?" He asks, and Jungkook shakes his head- though with a hint of shyness in his face.

"Ah no- hyung.." He sighs. "I'll- she'll explain when she's ready okay?" He says, as you whine into his neck. "I have to bring her home now- thanks for looking after her!" He says already walking away-

leaving Yoongi confused.

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Jungkook honestly wishes you and him were a couple.

But life doesn't work like this, and sadly, you're not into him like that. You see him as a comfort person, a packmate and a friend- but nothing more than that. He remembers when he first 'caught' you in the midst of regressing in your home-

the whole apartment a mess, cluttered and absolutely disorganized.

You're one of only three percent of dog hybrids that fall into a different headspace when stressed or overwhelmed. It's not something you can control, and neither is it a trauma response- it's just nature playing a cruel joke on you, making your mind shut down to a certain degree to protect you. It's like your brain is overprotective- trying to shield you from all potential mental harm.

But all of that comes with a lot of issues and troubles, such as difficulty holding a job, or simple things such as keeping your apartment clean.

Jungkook remembers how terrified you were of him finding you in your messy apartment- having had to calm you down for a good hour or so before he could even attempt at helping you clean up and take care of your needs. He's not sure why you're so adamant on hiding it from the rest of the pack- but he's got an idea.

Dog hybrids with your condition are alienated, isolated, judged terribly. And you're probably terrified of being cast out of the pack for it, leaving you alone and without anybody.

Your personal nightmare.

So he just instead has decided to take care of you, and wait until you feel ready to tell someone else. You deserve happiness and the feeling of safety and comfort, but he can also understand that you're worried of how it'll be taken by the rest of the guys.

And yeah, he also gets to be a little selfish himself when he's got time with you like this. He gets to live out a little dream here and there, where you're actually his to love. Because he does love you, to the moon and back- and he knows his heart will surely break a little one day when you find someone to give your own heart to, instead of him.

So he takes these moments for himself, and enjoys those daydreams for now, until he has to wake up.

"There we go, that's already better isn't it?" Jungkook hums after he'd taken out your hairtie, fingers massaging the spot where it had been pressing against your scalp for the past few hours. You hum in agreement, nodding against his shoulder while you move a bit to get comfortable on his thighs.

You don't even know that you almost exposed your secret to Yoongi of all people- the one wolf of the pack you've got a crush on.

Everyone kind of knows it, everyone also knows about his crush on you as well- though you seem rather talented in finding excuse after excuse as to why that can't be true. Jungkook knows your main fear is what you're right now- and that Yoongi could find you appalling, or childish, or anything else negative that could come to your mind.

And Jungkook can't say he doesn't understand your fear- because he does.

"You're gonna get all stiff if you nap like that." Jungkook chuckles, patting your back a little, making your curled tail wag happily. "Don't be a brat now. Come on, we'll take a nap on the couch, yeah?" He hums. You whine. "No? Not a nap?" He wonders, but you nod now. "Okay, yes to a nap, no to the couch?" He navigates, laughing when you nod now, tail wagging. "Puppy if we nap in bed you'll sleep for hours though." He sighs.

But you simply wiggle out of his lap, before you run to the bedroom-

The wolf hot on your heels, when your doorbell rings.

When Jungkook opens the door, it's Yoongi- the producer holding up a jacket. "She left it at the dorm." He informs Jungkook, who reaches out to take it- though Yoongi holds it back. "I'd like to give it to her myself-"

"You can't." The younger wolf denies, panicking a little when he hears something jingle, and feels the toy hit his back softly, fabric ball tumbling to the ground, bell inside the cotton filling the cause of the noise. Jungkook closes the door a bit more now to keep you out of sight. "Just- uh, she'll grab it tomorrow-"

"Her phone and purse are in the pockets." Yoongi says. "I'm sure she'd like it back right now." He challenges, and Jungkook can feel himself squirm uncomfortably under the strong gaze of his packmate, having to avert his gaze. "What's really going on?" Yoongi asks, as the toy hits Jungkook's back again.

"Look, this is really bad timing right now-" Jungkook whines as he kicks the toy back with his food go occupy you at least for just a second to give himself more time to think of an excuse. "-She's.. not feeling well right now." He tries to justify.

"Jungkook you're not being very convincing right now." Yoongi sighs. "What the fuck is going on? Does she hate me?"

"NO!" Jungkook barks, before he pinches the bridge of his nose. "Ah.. God, fuck, alright." He sighs, defeated, letting the door slowly open more, while he turns around to throw the soft fabric ball towards where you sit on the floor, toy flying over your head, making you flop onto your back as you try to catch it.

You don't even realize it's Yoongi who's now in the doorway whole Jungkook sits in front of you to start a game of tug-of-war with the soft llushy toy with you, successfully pulling your attention away from the producer who just silently enters the apartment, and closes the door behind him before he hangs up your coat.

It takes him one good look to realize what's going on.

The hazy look in your eyes. The way you don't even greet him, rather occupied with the game Jungkook plays with you. Your almost clumsy way of movement.

"So that's the secret?" Yoongi hums as he sits down near his packmate, watching you with an unreadable expression.

Jungkook nods. "She's scared of anyone finding out." He reveals, while he watches you now nibbling on his finger instead of the toy, before you yawn.

"Why?" Yoongi wonders. "It's not like it's her fault or choice." He mumbles.

"Yeah, I know." Jungkook shrugs. "But I get it, you know? You hear horror stories about it all the time. Friends and family being weirded out and stuff." He explains, and Yoongi grows quiet.

It really is understandable.

"So that's why you sleep over so much?" He asks, and the younger wolf nods.

"She used to be triggered easily since she didn't have a person to rely on." He explains. "But when I took on that.. role, I guess, she became more stable. It doesn't happen so randomly anymore, she's got more control over it. Today was just a bad day I guess." He shrugs.

"She must be tough to handle." Yoongi mumbles.

"Not really." Jungkook denies. "She's very sweet. The beginning was hard, yeah, but mostly because I didn't know what to do. These days it's become easier." He nods to himself, though Yoongi doesn't miss the look on his friend's face.

"You love her." He states.

And Jungkook only nods.

"I do." He agrees. "It's hard not to."

Yoongi hums in agreement, and Jungkook wants to be swallowed by the ground. Now that the producer knows, he'll take over the care of you- you'll grow closer, emotionally and physically, and you'll no longer need Jungkook to care for you.

His dream is ending, and he hates it.

"She loves you too." Yoongi offers. Jungkook laughs a little.

"Situationally, yeah." He nods.

"No, in general." Yoongi argues, but he can't seem to push through the thoughts of Jungkooks mind, the wolf having already decided his stance on things. "Jungkook.."

"You'll take good care of her, right?" He asks, looking at his packmate with round eyes that try hard not to let any tears fall. "You'll make sure she doesn't have to.. feel ashamed, or bad, right?"

"I'm not taking her away from you." Yoongi shakes his head, and Jungkook nods.

"I know you're not." He says, trying hard to keep it together even as you crawl into his lap to comfort him, sensing his distress.

"She was never mine to begin with."

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You're absolutely mortified when you're informed of what happened- or rather when you connected the dots yourself, after waking from your nap with both wolves next to you in bed.

One look exchanged with Jungkook signals to him that you've pulled yourself out of your headspace- body shaking now with the overwhelming sense of shame you're feeling as Yoongi sits up now as well to look at you with a sense of worry.

"Hey, it's fine." Jungkook reassures easily. "He doesn't hate you or anything, he's cool with it."

"Oh god this is so weird.." you hide your face in your hands, embarrassed by the events unfolding like this.

"Its not. It makes sense, really." Yoongi shrugs. "So this is why you don't want to move into the pack dorm with us?" He wonders, and you nod.

"Its weird. You can say that, I know myself that it is." You sigh.

"You're not weird." Jungkook shakes his head, taking your hand to reassure you. "Promise."

"I agree. This isn't weird, it's something that happens to some." He shrugs. "I still like you." He says without thinking, as you slowly look at him.

"You.. do?" You wonder, and he nods.

"Very much." He smiles a bit awkwardly, when Jungkook let's go of your hand, clearing his throat.

"I'll.. I'll see myself out then." He mumbles, and at that your head snaps towards him.

No- he can't leave like that. Yoongi might've..somewhat confessed, but you still need him. You still want him here.

Wait.

If Yoongi likes you, and toy like him back, and that leads to you Noth becoming partners, that's great. But if that means you can't have Jungkook, you don't want it. You need jungkook.

You love jungkook, too.

"Hey, Yoongi will stay with you, you're not alone anymore-" He tries to settle your clearly bubbling panic, but its to no avail. Your head is filled with the fact that Jungkook wants to leave, and you don't want that.

You want both. Why can't they both stay?

Your cheeks are wet with tears as your puppy-mind refuses to accept the situation. You've slipped right back again, as you make jungkook hold yoongis hand, before you yourself hold onto them, stubbornly holding onto their connected hands, before you lay down on them, eyes closed and ears pinned back.

"I uh.." Jungkook stampers a big awkwardly, attempt at pulling his hand away responded to with a low growl from you, eyes glaring.

"Seems like we'll have to share." Yoongi teases surprisingly, catching the younger wolf off guard as hemeeys the older one's gaze.

"I mean- uh-" he stammers, unsure. "Is that.. will that even work out?" He worries, while you happily fall asleep hiding both their hands.

"Guess we'll have to find out." Yoongi shrugs, laying down again next to you, Jungkook slowly doing the same a few seconds later.

Looks like his dream didn't end after all-

Maybe it just begun.

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Jungkook

Princess | Masterlist

How much can you get away with before he has to put you back in your place?

Tags/Warnings: Wolfdog Hybrid!Jungkook, Showdog Hybrid!Reader, Enemies to lovers, Angst, Fluff?, Brat!Reader, Jungkook has major brat tamer energy, eventual smut

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Ik you said that you are going to keep princess on a hold but when you do start writing again could we see jimin and mc's interaction? Also if jimin knows about the mistreatment and wants to help? Also it would be soo cute to see jimin just laughing while jungkook handles mc's bratty behavior alone 😂

"JIMINIE!" You yell, running faster than Jungkook's ever seen towards the surprise guest who's barely made it into the practice room, tackling the male who's luckily able to somewhat catch you.

Something bubbles up inside Jungkook at the sight of your wildly wagging tail and happy face. It feels weird.

"Jungkook said you're being difficult." Jimin jokingly scolds, and you roll your eyes at that, clinging to him still however even while he walks towards the younger male to greet him.

"Jungkook has a stick up his ass.." you huff, before you look up at Jimin with happy eyes. "Are we gonna practice together today?" You ask, but Jimin shakes his head, causing your ears to flop right back down, tail stopping as well.

"No, I was actually here to steal you two." He gently denies, petting your head as you sit down, clearly close to a tantrum again. "A day off would do you both some good. I talked about it with your manager, don't worry." He says, and Jungkook nods.

"I'll go home then." Jungkook responds, walking to his clothes- but you look over to him at that, clearly irritated.

"Eh, I actually wanted us three to go out." Jimin clears up, but Jungkook shrugs his shoulders, not turning around.

"You two can go, three is one too many." He denies, packing his water bottle back into his bag.

"You're such a killjoy.!" You groan, letting yourself fall onto your back. At that Jungkook turns around, glaring- when Jimin laughs, catching you both off guard.

"You're hilarious, you two!" He teases, shaking his head. "Stop bickering and let's go get some food."

"We're not bickering!" You both bark out-

Making Jimin laugh even harder.

Hey, I found Sweet Tooth and absolutely loved it.

I wanted to ask you if you'd write an intermediate scenario or something before she's warmed up to Yoongi, where she throws a tantrum and hurts herself, and they go to the doctor, where she overhears someone advising Jimin that it's totally normal to let go of a problematic hybrid or pet especially if your partner doesn't like them, and there are shelters that take them in?

And with her heightened Cat hearing it freaks her out into shutting her tantrums down long term - but jimin is oblivious to her fear because things are going so well with Yoongi?

"So, just for protocol, how exactly did it happen?" A nurse asks, while you're being treated in another room, door slightly opened just in case she's needed at any point.

"She.. her living situation changed quite drastically. And she has trouble adapting." Jimin admits to her gently, tone soft to not be heard by you. "My partner and her.. don't get along very well. And she sometimes acts a bit out, which causes accidents like this." He further details, sighing. "They were fighting over something, and my partner accidentally closed the door on her tail as she went out. It was absolutely not intentional!"

"Hm, yeah, it's sometimes hard for hybrids to adapt. You also have another hybrid?" She asks, reading your medical info on the computer screen while she taps away some more info.

"Yes, my partner's. A canine hybrid." He informs her, and she nod.

"You know, it's a totally reasonable thing to think about moving one out." She suggests to jimin, who's face starts to become a little confused and irritated. "Giving her past history, she's a bit problematic, so her behavior is quite natural. There's tons of good places for hybrids like her though- since it's generally recommended to keep hybrids of both her category and behavioral issues in stable families as a single hybrid."

"Thats.. no, she's just.." jimin stammers, having never even thought about it once. But how are you feeling right now? Is he really doing the right thing, or is he just being selfish by hoping you'll adapt at some point?

And will you really adapt, or just admit defeat?

"I'll write down some numbers, alright? It's your choice to make." She suggests gently. He can sense that she really only has your best interest in mind. "This down here is Dr. Kim Taehyung, he's an expert in hybrid behavioral therapy. He might even take her in himself!" She suggests, before giving jimin the note. "Think about it."

He doesn't have to. He could never give you away like that.

Back home, something's definitely wrong though, ecer since that incident. You're quiet, detached, don't even interact with Jungkook anymore- the poor canine hybrid having tried everything from your favorite snacks to a collection of his personal favorite plushies. Nothing seems to get a reaction out of you anymore.

And what's the oddest, is how you just.. listen to whatever yoongi tells you to do.

Wash the dishes? You'll do it, quietly. You'll even dry them and put them away to your best abilities.

Make your bed? You even do laundry if he tells you to, even though you struggle to memorize all the different settings and programs.

Set the table? You'll just do it, robotically, not even a roll of your eyes.

One might think yoongi would enjoy this new, quiet side of you- but he doesn't. The guilt about accidentally hurting you that day still eats him alive, the sound of your painful cries still haunting him in his sleep.

Jimin, however, doesn't seem to realize the secerity of the situation. He tries to reassure his partner by saying that you'll just need some time, that hospitals just spook you, and that you maybe just want to be a good girl for once.

But Jungkook especially, is concerned. This isn't like you, and it's not a normal change of mind either. No one just flips around like a switch over night like that.

"I'll go to work now, yeah?" Jungkook tells you- but you just nod, no protest coming from you. Jungkook's ears droop down, tail limp behind him as he throws Yoongi a helpless look, before he leaves for work, leaving you and the oldest human alone in the house.

"Alright, I'm done with this." He says, and you look at him at that, fearful.

He hates it. Why are you scared of him?

"I promise you, I didn't mean to hurt you that day." Yoongi runs a hand through his hair, before he sits down on the couch next to you, with respectful distance. "I'm sorry. I really am."

"Its fine." You just state, but he shakes his head.

"Its not fine. Nothing is fine at all." He denies. "Is there anything else that happened? Something bothering you?" He asks, but you just shake your head. "If you don't want to talk to me, then talk to Jimi-"

"He wants to give me away." You say, pulling up your legs to yourself.

"...what?" Yoongi asks in disbelief. Jimin loves you- he'd never give you away- he'd probably much rather admit defeat in this relationship than give you up.

"The nurse and him.. talked about stuff." You mumble into your knees. "He got like.. she wrote down some numbers for him. One of them a doctor.. for behavior problems and stuff.." you explain, tail wrapping around yourself in comfort. "Because it's alright to give up shitty hybrids like me. You know." You shrug. "Cause I'm supposed to be alone."

"Thats bullshit." Yoongi declines, crossing his arms. "Everything about this. He'd never give you away, and neither are you shitty or supposed to be alone." He denies, getting up to get his phone- accidentally digging in the pockets of the wrong coat, fingers finding a note instead.

Three numbers. One of them labeled 'Dr. Kim Taehyung'

..are you possibly telling the truth? Does jimin really want to go this far just to save his relationship with him? He knows he should probably feel flattered. But he doesn't.

Not one bit.

"Its probably the best." You say from the couch still, looking over the backrest of it, ears down low. He's never seen you this.. insecure before. Vulnerable. "Then you'll all be happy. And maybe I can get fixed." You shrug, when Yoongi walks closer, hand on your head making you look up.

"There's nothing wrong with you." He denies, note clenched in his fist as he just crumples it up. "And you're not going to be alone." He says, walking upstairs into his office.

And you swear, just for a second, his eyes seemed to sparkle a little from unshed tears bubbling up.

I need sweet tooth!Yoongi having a talk with jimin in front of MC where MC‘s in awe of how protective Yoongi gets of her. Pretty pretty please!

"What do you mean?" You hear Jimin speak in the kitchen.

The door to your room is slightly ajar, giving you the ability to listen in on what's being said downstairs, and much to your surprise, Yoongi seems rather.. intense in his tone of voice.

"I love you, I really do, and I do want to make this work-" He says, before there's a pause. "But fuck. Giving her away? Just because she's got some trouble adjusting to an honestly huge change?" He accuses, before Jimin's voice is heard again.

"But I'm not-" He sighs, pausing. "Yoongi, I wasn't going to give her away-" He starts, but the older male is not pacified with this.

"But what?" He asks. "You told me you love her, that you can't even imagine life without her, and yet you take it into consideration- and don't tell me you didn't." He says, and there's a pause.

You feel bad. You don't want them to fight just because of you.

"I didn't." Jimin says in a serious tone. "But I did think about.. Yoongi, what if she really does need therapy? I only want what's best for her." He almost whines, and there's some silence before Yoongi is heard again.

"Do you want that?" He asks, before he speaks once more. "Or do you just want an easy solution?"

You're caught off guard by Yoongi's confrontational attitude- not sure why he seems so passionate about this when all you did until now was piss him off and make his life chaotic as hell. Why does he have so much sympathy for you now?

"Yes she's a handful, yes she's stressing me out, and yes we don't see eye to eye most of the time but that's the thing-" The older guy reasons, "-everything changed for her. It's normal that she's going to hate it at first."

"Yoongi.." Jimin speaks, but he's not done yet.

"She's warmed up to Jungkook. She's become more independent, she's starting to actually try and put effort into this- just give her some fucking time." Yoongi presses on. "I know you don't like the fact that she's not all over you anymore, but you can't have it all, Jimin."

"I'm not.. but..-" The younger adult attempts, but fails at properly making his thoughts known.

"Everyone has to adjust. You too." Yoongi says. "And you can stop listening in on conversations." He suddenly addresses you, who's been slowly creeping down the stairs and closer to the kitchen, poking your head around the doorway. But the second you're called out, you're running back into your room again-

realizing only after your nap that the cat plushy you've been holding throughout your sleep looks a lot like Yoongi.

green!family is so cute :((( does oc see their lowkey family portrait on the fridge when she comes over?

The second time Jungkook visits with his daughter, she's a lot more comfortable basically zooming right off into your apartment the second Jungkook has taken off her boots and coat.

It makes you happy to see her this comfortable in your home, even if Jungkook feels a bit embarrassed by the way she visibly forgot to even greet you, instead jumping right onto your sofa since her favorite cartoon is already running on the TV. "I'm so sorry, I swear she's more polite usually-" He defends himself, but you wave it off.

"It's not that big of a deal Jungkook, really. I'm glad to see her happy." You reassure the young father. After all, it must be quite a handful to manage such a young child, work, and your own life all at once. And honestly, it's not surprising she's still rather unsure about you- you've noticed that she hesitated while looking at you as Jungkook had slipped off her boots.

She does, often, look at you from a distance. As if she's trying to figure out how to approach you, of if she should. So it's not that she's impolite- she just doesn't know how to really act towards you.

"I guess it might be because.. well, she's mostly around me, or my friends. And they're all men." He sighs. "I'm.. I mean, you know, I've been with women here and there, but I've.. always kept them from her, you know? I didn't want her to get confused, or attached, and then..."

"Jungkook, that's completely reasonable." You say, walking into the kitchen with him to get something to drink. "...though I do feel rather special now, hearing that." You tease, and much to your surprise, he takes the bait right away, and bites down with the force of a predator.

"Well, I'd promised myself to only ever introduce her to someone I'd see myself with long-term." He explains, walking closer to you until his hands are on your hips, eyes traveling from your neck up to meet your gaze. "And from what I can tell... and from what I've.. experienced.." He says more quietly, a warmth to his words that softens up your soul, as he leans even closer, eyes moving from your lips back to your eyes again, unsure. "...we do fit quite well." He teases with an impish grin, making your ears flop down a bit in shyness, clearly getting the hint at what exactly he's talking about.

"Minji-" You start, but he only raises his brows before he tilts his head to the side.

"Is in the living room, watching TV." He calms you. "But don't worry- I won't yet do that." He purrs, leaning closer to instead kiss your cheek, chuckling.

"But we already kissed.!" You complain as he moves away from you, grinning as he takes his and your cup of tea to bring along into the living room.

"Not really." He denies however, sending you a rather odd look. "Not.. like that." He reminds you-

and you realize what he means.

Once you sit down on the sofa- Jungkook between you and his daughter, the mood eases up quite a lot, both you and Jungkook talking about random things of your days while Minji happily watches the frog-cartoon next to her father, only occasionally getting distracted by something.

But it's when both she and her father leave that suddenly, your doorbell rings again, causing you to open it, surprised. "Did you forget something?" You ask, but instead of Jungkook answering, Minji whines, and jumps with something in her hands, holding it out for you to take.

"She left it in the car, but really wanted you to have it." Jungkook explains as you unravel the rolled up page of paper, curious as to what it might be.

It's a page out of a coloring book, colorful strokes of crayon painting the bodies of the frogs and background. A sun in the corner with a smiling face, little trees and flowers all around, and in the middle, three frogs. Two bigger one's stand next to a smaller one in the middle on a swing, the small child-frog and the bigger frog on the left colored different shades of green- with added strokes of a black fineline marker, clumsily drawing in two small lines on one side of the big frog's mouth.

Jungkook's piercings, you realize. She even drew them some bunny ears, even though they're a bit off-center and different sizes.

But what catches your attention most is the frog on the right, painted with orange and red, a fluffy big tail added to it, making it clear who it's supposed to resemble.

A small hand tugs on your shirt. Only now do you realize your eyes have begun watering up.

"I-It's really pretty Minji." You praise, blinking the tears away before they can fall, as you squat down.

"She wants you to have it. We have made a copy, it's hung up on our fridge." He kindly tells you, and you nod, sniffling a little, trying hard to keep it together. But the gentle hand of the little girl carefully petting your head is enough to make you break down a little, moving the picture away as to not get any tears on it.

The picture on the fridge presenting so much more now than just a child's drawing.

🧸 + 💗 + 🐕 “you cant chew on that, doll”

p.s- remember to stay hydrated my lovely <3

(there was an added ask saying it's for Jungkook, DDLG+Fluff+Hybrid)

Part of the drabble game!

Languages are marked as: english | korean

"you can't chew on that, doll." jungkook chuckles amused, carefully taking the plastic necklace out from between your lips even though you whine a little about it. "no, don't get fussy now puppy. You've been so good the entire time." he praises, playfully bouncing you a bit on his thigh where you're sitting. He already knows you're gonna feel embarrased and overall bad for slipping in such a bad time- forcing him to take you with him to the music video shooting, even though he himself had no issue with it. It was mainly society that forced you into believing the way you behaved was bad and wrong- even if you had no control over it.

And Jungkook himself could only see you as absolutely adorable anyways.

Ripping open a pack of Jjondeugi, he instead gives that to you to nibble on, well aware of your oral fixation especially in stressful situations like this. Your half-floppy puppy ears constantly move towards any noise, as you try and focus on everything around you. He can't help but pet one of them, soft fur between his fingers while you whine again- this time it's only playful banter however, as you shake your head in joking protest, making him laugh, and your tail wag.

"doesn't it get overwhelming when she's.. You know, like this?" Charlie asks, and Jungkook needs a moment to put his thoughts into words the english speaking artist would be able to understand.

"not much." he says, brushing some hair out of your face as your leg starts to wiggle, body getting antsy since you're unable to roam around freely. "she- uh.. Very sweet. I don't care." he explains, and the fellow artist nods.

"yeah I have a friend who owns a dog hybrid and a puppy one as well. His puppy is a lot harder to handle- never stays still even when the dog is watching over them!" he laughs, making Jungkook chuckle as well. "but she seems super sweet. Must be hard to stay still like that." he says, already well aware he shouldn't touch you. You've squirmed away uncomfortably already when he'd approached you at the start of the shooting- with Jungkook explaining that you didn't like physical contact from anyone but him when you were like this. The american artist had understood thankfully, surprised how relatively calm you still stayed.

Jungkook knows he's got lucky with you.

While everyone around him thought it was already a bad idea to adopt a hybrid, it got even worse when he'd admitted that you weren't just a dog hybrid, but a puppy- basically a hybrid who often falls into a non-verbal headspace to cope with too much stress or sensory overload. It's a rare thing, and doesn't even need to be a result of trauma- in hybrids, it's simply genetics that sometimes make it happen. But even though he himself had his doubts, he does have to admit that he'd won the lottery with you.

You never get too much for him to handle, even deep in your headspace just like now. You're just the sweetest thing- how could he not love you? How could anyone not love you?

The rest of the shooting goes well, translator playing around with you while Jungkook finishes up the last scenes with his co-artist, eager to go home with you just as much as you are. You're an odd couple, that's for sure-

But you fit together like perfect puzzle pieces.

Jungkook: Mendacious

You're the definition of: don't judge a book by its cover.

Tags/Warnings: Idol!Jungkook, Coyote hybrid!Reader, unlikely couple, established relationship, hybrid/human relationship, judgement, reader is treated poorly and unfairly, minor injury, angst, fluff

A/N: yes, another hybrid fic.

Mendacious : (someone) likely to tell lies.

If you didn't know it yourself, you wouldn't believe yourself either, if you had to be completely fair.

However, that still doesn't give any of the men the right to push you around like their doing now- the palms of your hands still stinging harshly from the accidental fall just minutes ago. They're still dirty, because you've got nothing to wipe them off on; the dress you're wearing too nice, too many fond memories connected to it to ruin it.

But how did you, hybrid of world-renowned idol Jeon Jungkook, end up at a pound with scraped up hands and a broken heart?

Well- you simply told the truth.

As a Coyote, there's always many bad rumors stuck to your name, no matter how hard you try to go against the odds and prove them wrong. They've tried hard to talk Jungkook out of adopting you three years back- instead trying to make him interested in one of the prettier and more well behaved cat and dog hybrids. But Jungkook had been stubborn; absolutely enchanted by your curiosity, your energy, just.. everything about you.

He'd talked to you, played a bit with you, and it just clicked.

He also encourages you to stay independent; having gifted you your own collar early on- a tag on the front for easy scanning and GPS tracking at all times, so no one would get you confused with a stray whenever you went to go out on your own, and he himself could check your location in case you got lost. It's something he felt like he owed you; you didn't deserve to be locked up inside his apartment like a bird in a golden cage.

He doesn't treat you like a pet; he treats you like a lover, like a friend, like family.

And until now, you've always somehow slipped from every noose thrown at you by life- getting laughed at constantly as soon as you'd say that Jungkook was your owner. But this time- this time, it went wrong.

Horribly wrong.

'Sure you are.' The men had said as they'd pushed you towards the van of the pound company. 'And my brother is the president.' They'd laughed. You'd stumbled, fallen into the van, hands stinging and eyes watering.

But there was no reaction other than the doors slamming shut.

It's not common for hybrids to be allowed on their own outside, so it's also typical to be asked by patrolling officers where you belonged to if you were to walk around on your own. In your case, you'd thought it had been fine; the officer having asked you for your ID and owner name as you'd tried to walk home from taking a walk by yourself.

And then the men of the pound had come around, taking you in for breaking the hybrid-stray laws.

They thought you'd lied.

Even worse; by now, they've taken your collar, arguing that you've probably faked the ID of Jungkook connected to the tag on it-a common crime for strays to stay independent, before it fell to the ground after you had tried to fight for it back- small GPS tracker pack breaking on the hard concrete floor. They were basically treating you like a criminal, and you were worried. Jungkook was probably still at the recording studio with yoongi. It would take some hours for him to go home- and maybe even longer before he'd realize something had happened.

You don't have your phone anymore either.

You have nothing.

And after 24 hours- you're officially considered a stray.

Ownerless.

Again.

"Go on and change." A young man says, throwing some clothes wrapped in plastic towards you. You've been asleep for a while now- your joints aching from the weird position you'd taken a nap in. "Afterwards you're led into your room." He informs you; and you assume it's probably because the 24 hours are close to being passed.

You must've really slept long.

You're good at obeying though; so you don't fight it at all, simply nodding to go get changed in a small bathroom nearby. You know it's smarter to just go along- you've seen one of the men raise their hand in response to your fighting over the collar a few hours prior.

They won't refrain to hit it necessary.

The clothes are simple, an eggshell-white color, a regular t-shirt and shorts with a cutout for any hybrids tail; adjustable with velcro so it fits any breed, while still being cheap enough. It's a little itchy on your tail, but it'll do; you'll get used to it.

Giving up your dress feels like giving up the last piece of home you've got, however.

It hurts, so much more than your hands, as the man takes the neatly folded piece of attire from you, before he walks in front of you, leading you down a hallway. You can hear noises behind the doors; from arguing hybrids complaining in their rooms, to whining and sad one's making their displeasure known. Your room is a pale orange in color; paint on the walls already starting to chip on some spots however, just like the metal bedframe and sink nearby. "Get in." The man demands, and you do so-

The door behind you closing, before you can hear the lock click into place.

This is it.

"Baby?" He asks into the darkness of the apartment, assuming you've maybe gone to bed already- though he's got an odd feeling in his stomach. He'd stayed way too long and he knows- maybe you're mad? He wouldn't blame you if you were. He should've told you.

Looking into the bedroom however, there's no you. The guest room? Empty. You're not here.

When he pulls out his phone to check your location, his blood runs cold- the GPS had lost connection almost 6 yours ago; and he knows for a fact that he charged the battery. He's a man of routine- he checks your collar every day before he leaves.

Calling you doesn't do anything either- you're not picking up.

Where are you?

You're picking ok a string that's escaped from the threading of your new shirt.

It's all you've got really; there's nothing else to do but wait and exist at this point. You've got no way to tell how late or early it is- maybe it's the next day already? Maybe you've been here for more than 24 hours? You don't know.

All you know Is that your hair still smells like that vanilla scented shampoo jungkook always made sure to buy for you, knowing it's your favorite.

Only now does it hit you full force.

So you cry, until a headache starts, and your body falls asleep again.

"Exactly. And I need the last location, urgently." Jungkook argues with his manager who'd gone out first thing in the morning to ask the store where he'd bought the tracker to read out the last known location before it disconnected. He would've gone himself- but he knows he can't make a public deal out of it. Not because he cares about his reputation; but because it could put you in danger. People could try and find you to get closer to him, and he doesn't want that. It's been way too long already- you're most likely scared to the bone. You don't sleep very well when he's not home, it's why he takes you on his tours and out-of-country schedules at all times.

He feels terrible, as if it's somehow his fault you're gone now.

Maybe you've ran away for a reason? Maybe you were tired of the stress? Of his life? Of him?

It's his biggest fear. He knows it's not just a small favor to ask for you to adapt to his constantly changing schedule and life, to ask for you to understand whenever he has to cancel anything you've both wanted to do just because he has to go back to the studio. You both never had a proper date, and he won't ever be able to do that; partially because of the bad stigma around hybrid/human relationships, partially because people wouldn't let him breathe if they spotted him.

But he shakes his head. No. He can think like this once he's got you back; for now, he has to find you first.

"They're downloading logs right now, just half an hour at max." The manager ok the phone informs him.

"Tell them to hurry up. It's been hours already, God knows where she is!" He argues, irritated by every single delay at this point. He'd already almost walked out himself when they had attempted to get themselves out easy by saying they couldn't read out any location data. He's going to get you back.

There's no other option.

Dreaming is odd.

Sometimes it's the wildest things that your brain comes up with while you sleep; flying over buildings and clouds, fighting ancient creatures, living in a world in space. You sometimes lucid dream too- controlling your actions and well aware that it's just an illusion.

And sometimes, like now, you don't dream at all.

Or maybe you do?

"..y? Hey, baby?" Its jungkook. His voice seems faint, like he's almost whispering. Will you forget that voice at some point? "Come on, let's get you back home." He says, before you feel him touch you. It's then that your eyes open;

And he's there.

Your eyes widen, shock written all over your face even in the dim light of the light bulb above you, before you cry yet again, pushing yourself into his chest, hands grabbing for any of his clothes you can. You don't want to let go, ever again. "I'm here, you're fine. We'll go home now, okay?" He asks, and you simply nod, giving him the okay to somewhat pick you up and carry you out.

"I really didn't think-" one of the men starts arguing, trying to explain himself, but jungkook cuts him off, voice a bit louder now, and ice cold.

"I think you should start looking for new employment." The idol simply replies, before someone opens the door for him, cold morning air hitting your senses. But you're too tired to really think much-

All you know is you're back home, jungkooks distinctive scent wrapping around you like a blanket.

You don't remember much at first when you wake up in your bed- one you share with jungkook, who's scent still lingers heavily on the fabric of the sheets, though his body is absent.

It's odd.

You know it's normal- after all, he probably had early morning training again, so it's not untypical of him to be gone when you wake up. But this time, especially now that the memories return, it makes you feel uneasy. Was he mad about the broken collar? It was probably expensive. Was he upset you got yourself into trouble? You tend to break stuff and get into situations like this a lot- maybe you should try and behave better.

You try and swallow it down, before you leave the bed for your own daily routines. Maybe that'll calm you down again.

But even when watering the small plants in the kitchen, even while trying to watch TV, even while making yourself food; your thoughts are poisoned. Everything is suddenly questioned, every sound you've grown so used to suddenly makes you nervous. You could maybe take a nap. Yeah, that was a good idea. If you slept, you couldn't break stuff or get into trouble, and time would fly past like nothing as well. You could sleep closer to the door so you'd hear him first thing- yes.

And that's how you ended up on a blanket right in front of the door.

Not even noticing how you start crying during your sleep.

Jungkook can sometimes be pretty stupid.

He knows that, and is reminded of that fact especially now that he comes home; door hitting something, before you emerge from the side, yawning and holding your shoulder. "Oh God baby I'm so sorry!" He calls out, before he gets inside and closes the door. "Why were you sleeping in front of the door hm?" He asks, carefully squatting down to check up on any injuries. You're fine though- except for the dried tears he can spot. "I'm so sorry, I should've thought more. Did you think I left?" He asks, and you shrug, before nodding. He clicks his tongue before picking you up, bringing you into the kitchen where he sits you on the counter next to the sink. "Lets make something to eat first.." he mumbles more to hunself, trying hard to drown his guilt. Of course you'd be scared right after what happened yesterday. What did he think would happen?

"Koo?" You ask as you notice him sniffling a second time as he looks into the fridge, door hiding him. But there's no hiding any longer, his eyes unable to look at you. "I'm fine, I overreacted-"

"No no no you absolutely didn't. I'm an asshole for leaving like that, you should be mad at me." He says, making you smile.

"I could never." You say.

"But you should." He argues back.

"But I won't." You respond, tail starting to wag and slap against the inside of the sink- and he laughs, before he walks towards you to hold you close, before be presses a kiss right between your hybrid ears ontop of your head.

"I love you." He simply says.

And your tail wags a little faster at that.

Yoongi: With you 1

In which Yoongi, a proud Tiger and former prince finds you, a simple stray cat roaming the streets, trying to survive somehow. His mate, as he realizes quickly.

Tags/warnings: hybrid AU, Prince!Tiger!Yoongi, Cat!Reader, fluff, angst, mentions of blood and injuries, mentions of violence, bad living conditions, more TBA as the story progresses

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He walks around the streets, head low as he greets some of the people he knows around town. It's busy, everyone walking around with their own work to get done. It's the that he spots a small person sitting close to a small store, hugging their knees. He doesn't know why, but he can't take his eyes off of her- something pulling him towards her as he walks closer.

He's seen you before as well- you're hardworking, taking on any task that would pay you at least a little. He's also seen you share food, and help elderly people carry heavy things without taking anything in return. You're an easy target for anyone who wants a little bit of food or money, and he's never been able to quite catch anyone in the act- always only seeing the aftermath of it, when you'd sit with your head held low, just like now.

He crouches down, waiting for a reaction that doesn't come. There's a small bowl of water next to you, but you don't touch it. He takes it for himself, smelling, but its just water- a sip he takes confirming it. You seem absolutely dehydrated, and yet you don't drink, simply raising your head a little to watch in longing. Your eyes seem heavy, ears hanging low.

The tiger in front of you will just take what little you have now, probably happy to get some more food and water for himself as easy as this. But he doesn't, holding it towards you. "Why aren't you drinking?" He asks, and you look up a little, before pointing to your throat.

There's some dark marks- you've clearly gotten into a dispute with someone recently, and its then that he understands. You probably have a hard time swallowing, making him furrow his brows as he thinks of something he could do to help. You're staring at him, unable to look away- has he noticed it too? Maybe your senses are growing delirious now, imagining something that's not there. "Wait here." He tells you, getting up to walk away.

Well, what else were you supposed to do than stay here? You don't really have a home, simply sleeping wherever you can find shelter. The town had been in this state ever since the new prince had taken over- well being of his people seemingly not interesting him at all as people steal and starve while trying to keep things running somehow.

When he returns, it's with something in a bag. "Come. I promise you I don't mean harm." He mumbles with a deep voice, helping you stand up as he leads you away from the bustling town, to a small home- its tiny, but its a home nonetheless. "I was told this should help. Let's hope they were right.." he murmurs more to himself than you, nodding towards a blanket he'd spread out on the floor next to what you assume is his nest- a mattress on the floor with several blankets and pillows. You sit down where he points while you watch him put down his hat, tiger ears revealed along with his black hair. There's a scar on his face, running over his eye; both of his eyes golden and full of pride, even during times like these.

"I'll let you help around here if you crave to feel useful, but I want you to know that I didn't take you in because of that." He says. You look at him. "You know why." He says, and you nod.

"Mate." You say quietly, voice raspy.

He nods.