#hes got curls hes got scars hes got bust what more could you want (hobie wants to kiss him)

[whaliiwatching]

he also means it gay

[xiumin-on-this-shit]

I Am An Alpha Ch 15: My Prized Possession

“Where the hell do you think you are going?” Kris snarls when I try to sneak out of his embrace. We are curled tightly around each other, I was hoping he would be a heavy sleeper but I guess not.

“I’m just going to the bathroom,” I mumble.

He sits up, taking me with him, “Okay, go.”

I roll out of bed and watch him over my shoulder as I shuffle to the bathroom. I do my business before coming back out to find him in the same position. With a big grin I eye the door, something he obviously notices.

“What?” He questions, “I don’t hear your stomach growling so you aren’t hungry, no one else is awake so you aren’t in a rush to greet them, so I’m guessing your pack must be on their way.”

I nod eagerly.

“And they are bringing the rest of your belongings today, right?”

Again I nod.

“Okay, lets go.”

I’m honestly surprised by his compliance but I don’t complain as he walks over to his closet and pulls out a sweater for himself and one for me before leading me toward the door. I pull on the sweater eagerly, I feel as if I can’t run down the stairs fast enough. Kris isn’t far behind me despite my rushing, he doesn’t look at all when I attempt to rush out into the snow barefoot once again. His arm wrap around my waist, lifting me off the ground despite the glare I’m giving him over my shoulder.

“You are not going to catch a cold because of me,” He explain as he walks towards the front of the mansion. I can do nothing but pout in his warm hold as he stops at the mat near the front door. I watch as he scans the many pairs of shoes before grabbing a pair of large boots. He takes me back to the living room and sets me down on one of the couches. “These are going to be big so walk carefully but they will have to do for now.” I smile as he gently puts the boots on me, lacing them up tight to keep the snow from sneaking in. When he is done he gives me a nod, allowing me to rush out of the house into the snowy field.

Just as I get out there my pack comes running out of the forest in their human forms. I grin big at the sight of them, my arms open wide for who ever can reach me first. Jimin tackles me to the ground, followed by Taehyung flopping on top of us and the others not far behind until I’m buried under all seven boys and snow. Even though I’m laughing loudly and enjoying the carelessness I can’t ignore the intense anger coming from the house. I quickly collect myself.

“Okay! You’ve got me pinned! Now off before Kris hyung busts out here and murders one of you,” I pat Jimin’s back, barely able to breath with their weight on me. One by one they get to their feet until it’s just me laying on my back, taking deep breaths as if I’ve never breathed before.

“Sorry Hyung,” Jimin apologizes with his hand offered out to me, “I got excited.”

I let him pull me up, “It’s all good kid, just got to remember that we can’t play rough anymore.”

“Fine,” He pouts cutely.

“Kookie,” I wave the youngest over, “How are you feeling? Did he leave a mark on you at all?” As soon as he was in reaching distance I grab the collar of his flannel and check his neck. Thankfully I find nothing, with a breath of relief I rest my head on his shoulder. “I was so worried he scared you!”

“Speaking of scars,” Hobi muses playfully as his finger pulls at the collar of my sweatshirt revealing my mark. Before I have the chance to swat his hand away Kris is there crushing Hobi’s hand in his, the smaller whines.

“Don’t you fucking touch it,” Kris seethes with such anger the rest of us find ourselves taking a step back. I quickly recover and save the younger boy from the horrifying alpha who looks ready to murder him. Slowly, I walk forward and place my hands on top of theirs and pull them apart with little fight. Kris has his chest puffed out a stern look on his face, obviously angry but that doesn’t stop Jin from smirking.

“Is that a bite mark I see?” The eldest muses.

Kris’s glare moves to him, “She is my mate, of course I marked her!”

Jin’s smirk doesn’t falter, “I mean on you.”

“What?” Kris’s hand automatically collapses over the small bite mark on his neck, hidden by his sweatshirt. I’m impressed, but not surprised that Jin was able to notice it even though my other mates did not. I grin up at Kris’s suddenly pink face, enjoying the change of character.

“He’s my mate, damn right I did,” I chuckle wrapping my arms around his waist.

“That’s my girl,” Jin applauds.

“Weren’t you supposed to bring her things with you?” Kris blurts out trying to change the subject.

Jin nods, “We left it in the forest so we wouldn’t cause an uproar but it appears we did anyway. Yoongi, can you grab her things?”

The quiet man nods, he slowly walks back and disappears into the forest. He appears a moment later with a backpack on his shoulder and something in his hand that makes me grin ear to ear. Kris is watching with wide eyes.

“What the hell is that?” He questions pointing to my pride and joy in Yoongi’s hand.

Yoongi holds it up, “Don’t look so dumbstruck, you are old enough to know what these are.” He suddenly tosses it to me, I welcome it with open arms. I catch it in one hand and spin it around once or twice for a little warm up.

“Why the hell do you have a fucking sword?” Someone suddenly yells from the house. I look over my shoulder to see Yixing and Minseok standing in the doorway with their jaws basically on the floor.

“Hyung!” I yell back gleefully, “Wanna see my prized possession?”

“This has got to be some kind of joke,” Kris pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration.

“I don’t see what you are all freaking out about,” I mumble staring down at the beautiful object in my hands. It’s leather sheath has a little wear and tear from 100 years of use but that is to be expected. The T shaped hilt was recently rewrapped in black cloth after I wore away the last wrapping. With slow a slow flick of my thumb I pop the hilt up a bit revealing the base of the black blade.

Kris’s nose wrinkles up, “It reeks of blood.”

I nod, “No matter how many times  I clean it the smell won’t come off.”

“Where the hell did you get that thing?” Minseok questions as him and Yixing make their way to us.

“Jin gave it to me when I joined the army.”

“You mean that’s the blade that…” Yixing can’t seem to get himself to finish the sentence as he eyes the blade in my grip.

“The blade that killed my parents?” I finish for him, “Yep.”

“Mine too,” Jungkook looks at the blade with a somber smile.

“Mine as well,” Jin runs his fingers through his hair.

“And many others who aren’t with us now,” I add in.

Kris scoffs, “Why the hell would you want that thing with all those bad memoires?”

“It’s my prized possession,” I snap back. “It’s may not carry the best memories but it’s the only thing I could actually say was mine for all that time.”

Kris’s face softens, “I’m sorry Love, I didn’t mean to insult you, I’m just confused on why you would keep it after being free.”

“It’s been part of me for years, I don’t know what I would do without it.”

“I don’t know what you plan on doing with it here though,” Minseok pipes in, “You won’t be needing it.”

“I don’t know, if that Taemin guy comes back I’ll be ready for him this time.”

Luhan joins us suddenly, laughing humorlessly, “If that mutt so much as shows his face here I will slaughter him. You don’t need to worry about him.”

“Worry? I’m looking forward to it,” I muse, “It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to show off.”

“Too bad, we can’t spare anymore,” Jimin pouts, “I’m itching to go around with you Hyung. You were always a great fight.”

I look to Kris with wide eyes, but it seems he is expecting it, “There will be absolutely no fighting.”

“Kris hyung, please!”

He groans

I know this is a short chapter and I know it isn’t very good but I got called into work today so I didn’t have as much time as I was hoping so I will upload another chapter tomorrow night! Please let know how you feel about this! If it isn’t good I’ll edit it more tomorrow before adding another chapter, be honest!