#hyrid bts

[kpop-forwhaat]

warm - hybrid! BTS au part 5

genre: hybrid! BTS, BTS AU, fluff, poly, (eventual) smut

Pairing: hybrid! BTS x hybrid! reader, poly

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of abuse, mentions of smut, smut

Summary: you stumbled into the backyard of an entire house of humans and hybrids, what could go wrong?

Author’s Note:

part one part two part three part four part five

It has been a week since you had officially become a member of the Kim-Jung family. Everything had settled into a nice routine, and everyone felt comfortable. Namjoon had been teaching you how to read and write, and you had caught on so well that he decided to teach you English here and there as well. You started bonding with the maknae line, really getting into video game arguments about who was the best at Mario Kart, while Jimin sat behind you and the youngest just yelling because he was losing. But on the bright side, you learned that you could use your body to distract them to pull through with a win. You shift slightly to lean your body on Jungkook’s shoulder, and then slowly transition to putting your head on his lap while angling your ass towards Taehyung, giving them both a show. They easily take the bait to look at your form, their arousal scent hitting you lightly. You take the chance to pass them both, and Jimin follows closely behind you. When you cross the line and the winner music begins to play, they snap out of their trance and start to complain. “You little brat” “You do this every time, you know what you’re doing to us”. You start to learn cooking with Jin as well, helping to come up with new and exciting dishes every night for dinner. You had really taken to decorating the food to making them look like 5 star dishes. After a while, Hoesok offered to start letting you come to his regular dance classes he teaches. He had seen you watching him while he was trying to think of choreography for the next recital for his students, and he saw you staring at the movements as if trying to memorize them yourself. When he asked if you wanted to try, you didn’t hesitate to join him on the back porch. You had a knack for more of a contemporary style, so sometimes you would attend a class with Jimin if he ever wanted to go. Yoongi helped you relearn piano. You caught on quickly the the things you had already learned, and even showed him a few of the classical pieces you had been taught. You bonded over the fact that you both could play complex pieces without hesitation, and he even asked for your help with composing a piece for one of Jin’s latest video games. Long story short, you had found your place among the rough. They all had their rough edges that were difficult to deal with. But accepting you into their family was a surprisingly smooth transition. ~ You could feel it, the heat starting to set in. Soon, your heat would hit you. You instinctively and unknowingly had started to eat more carbs and drinking more water in preparation of the next week. You had become more clingy towards the guys, even more so towards feline hybrids. You are a feline, so it felt instinctual to latch on to one of them for a prospective mate. You were sitting on the couch next to Jungkook, watching an action film when you started to sweat. You could feel how bloated your stomach felt, but you ignored it. You didn’t know how they would all react to your heat, they had said they all help each other with it, but you’re a girl. And you’ve never been with another hybrid before despite your natural latching to them.

The boiling under your skin intensifies when the rabbit hybrid pulls your legs atop his lap to get you to get comfortable on the couch.

“You seem to be on edge Y/N, do you want to lay down?” He asks, not taking his eyes off the tv.

You stare at him, at his clear skin. He has the most beautiful skin that pairs delectively with the dark brown of his hair. His dark floppy ears lay lazily on his head, twitching every time something explodes in the movie. His nose twitches ever so slightly while smelling a piece of broccoli before nibbling on it with his front teeth. His powerful jaw works to break apart the food, and you watch as he swallows. He doesn’t seem to know that you’re practically drooling over him.

You haven’t had any romantic affection pass between you and the others. Other than a few kisses to the head or the cheek, but nothing really considered as sexual. It’s a difficult topic for the boys, as they all want to be with you, but you haven’t shown any sign of wanting the same thing.

Jungkook keeps running his hand over your calf in an affectionate manner, and he doesn’t seem to feel your skin heat up under his touch.

Your purring draws his attention, and he shifts his head to see what caused the melodic sounds.

Your eyes are filled with a heat he hasn’t ever seen before, your lips red from being pulled between your teeth.

“Kookie”, you whine.

He gulps, becoming aware of how hot your body is. He remembers hearing some of the stories from the guys at Hobi’s dance class, about how females get clingy and physically hot before their heat. How they get hit with a lust that is insatiable for days. Then he connects the dots.

“Shit, you’re in heat.” When he says that, you let out a low whine and you shift to straddle his lap. When you get that close, he smells the heat. He smells the desire within your loins, and he lets out an uncharacteristic growl.

“Kookie, please. It’s starting to hurt.” You run your fingers through his hair, enjoying the contrast of his cool skin on yours. You lean in slightly, looking from his eyes to his lips.

“Do you want me to get someone-”

“No Kookie, I want you, please.” You moan, starting to press your heat into his already hard member. He lets out a whoosh of air, not believing what’s happening right now. He is having the first encounter with you while on your heat, and he doesn’t know exactly what to expect.

“Can I kiss you?” He asks, biting his lip. The way your lips are red and slightly swollen from your continuous assault on them.

You nod your head furiously and smash you lips into his. Jungkook immediately responds, wrapping his arms around your waist in an attempt to pull you closer to him. Jungkook can feel the heat of your skin sizzling against his, and it makes his brain turn to mush. He’s never felt this sort of power over heat, because he’s only been with his hyungs, and because they’re all males, their heat isn’t as powerful as this because they’re all males. But with a female, the natural mating cycle runs its course in making him harder than he ever has with the others.

Jungkook doesn’t know what to do. He’s never been with a female before, and you have parts that he’s never seen. Yeah, he’s seen porn but that’s different from the real deal. You can sense his hesitation and put his hands on your hips. and slide them towards your ass. He gets the message and begins to gently massage your ass, drawing whines from your mouth.

“Will you fuck me Kookie? Will you breed me?” Your hot mouth on his neck mumbles between kisses and he’s never been so turned on before. Your foul mouth pared with the assult on his neck as well as the scent of your heat is driving him crazy. This snaps something in him, and he picks you up and lays you out on the couch, inserting himself between your legs.

Jungkook takes control, placing kisses on whatever skin is showing. There’s not a lot of room to work with, so you decide to take off your large hoodie, leaving your top half bare and your bottom half in shorts.

Jungkook’s eyes widen, “fuck, you’re beautiful.” His mouth begins to drool with the need to lick at your sculpted chest. He does just that.

You let out a long moan when he begins to finally give you some relief. His hot mouth on your nipples sends shock waves throughout your body, causing a gush of wet to drip out your pussy. Jungkook smells it, and a low rumble goes through his chest which is very uncharacteristic of a bunny hybrid.

He sits up to look at you, his eyes half hooded. His pupils are blown out from lust, the sheer primal need to fuck the heat out of you. “Don’t worry babygirl, I’ll take care of you.”

“We’ll take care of you.”

You and Jungkook start at the new voice that has been added to the room. You both turn to look behind the couch to see a group of 3 other hybrids standing in the doorway leading to the living room where you and Jungkook are laying on the couch.

“Why do you get to have all the fun, Kookie?” Jimin pouts, his cat tail flicking mischievously behind him. On each flank is Namjoon and Taehyung, both looking equally as affected by your heat scent. Seeing their natural instincts to mate makes you let out a moan, and thoughts of being bred thoroughly by not only one hybrid, but four, makes a new gush of arousal to finally soak through what little area of your panties that hadn’t been affected yet.

“Do you like that idea, princess? To be filled by four hybrids, to be fucked into next week?” Namjoon purrs, slowly walking into the room and stands in front of you. He takes your mouth into a kiss while Jungkook continues his assault on your breasts. He starts kissing down your body, and reaches your shorts. He barely slips his fingers past the waistband of your shorts and you’re already bucking your hips.

Namjoon begins kissing down your jaw to your breasts, and Jungkook looks you in the eye while slowly pulling down your shorts and panties in one.

When you’re completely rid of the offending materials, your heat scent is fully released into the air. That scent paired with your arousal is addicting to the hybrids, and Yoongi can smell it from the basement of the house where his studio is. When he storms past Jin and Hoesok in the kitchen, they see his demeanor and it clicks, someone’s in heat.

When the three older men walk into the living room, they see you spread out on the couch, practically screaming while Jungkook licks up your center. Namjoon is spreading pretty purple bruises across your skin, and Taehyung and Jimin are sitting on the floor in front of you all. The two are engaged in a heated make out session, the scent of your heat affecting them as well.

Your eyes snap open when a finger is inserted into your weaping heat, your body naturally clenching around the digit. A strangled mewl slips past your red lips that are swollen from the hard kisses.

“Do you like that princess? Do you like it when little Kookie fingers your wet pussy? I bet you love it, you slut.” Namjoon smirks when you buck your hips at his words.

Yoongi walks over and leans over the back of the couch before casually slipping his hand down your pussy to grab some juices before rubbing your clit harshly. You let out a loud squeak at the new contact, and you open your eyes to view Yoongi biting his lip harsly.

“Of course she likes it Joonie, do you see how wet she is for everyone?” Yoongi drawls, a low growl rumbling in his chest.

Kookie inserts another finger into your dripping heat, and you maintain eye contact with Yoongi. Your moans get louder as you get closer to your release, and you weave your fingers through Jungkook’s soft hair. You scratch teasingly around the base of his ears, and he shivers at the touch.

“I-I’m gonna cum.” You moan out. “Please don’t stop, it feels so good.”

Jungkook and Yoongi quicken their fingers on your sensitive heat. The build up is slow, but when your orgasm finally hits you, juices squirt from your pussy as your vision goes white from the sheer pleasure you had been given.

“Fuck hyung, she squirted.” Kookie marvels, his shirt and chin covered in your arousal. You see through the white shirt to what lays underneath, and your mouth waters.

“Please Kookie, take off your clothes. I need you.”

While Kookie hurridly and sloppily takes off his clothes, you turn your head to the side and let out a loud groan. Taehyung and Jimin are on their knees in front of Hoesok, Jin, and Namjoon. The elder three have their hard cocks out, and they taunt the younger ones.

“I know that you guys want our cock, but have you been good enough for it?” Hoesok questions the whining hybrids on their knees, his cock twitching at the looks on their faces. THey haven’t even been touched yet but they look fucked out.

You’re brought back to Jungkook when Yoongi grabs your chin and forces you to look back at them. You take in with greedy eyes the glistening skin of Jungkook and Yoongi, both fully naked with cocks up in the air. They look like they have been kissing based on Yoongi’s swollen lips.

“You will pay attention to us, understand. Or you won’t get what you want.” His voice is dark, something you haven’t experienced yet. Your body reacts, sending shoots of pleasure throughout your core and you clench around nothing. Your pussy weeps for something to fill it, and you voice your needs.

“Please, fuck me. It’s starting to hurt, please.” You beg, sitting up on your knees. Your face is in line with Jungkook’s chest, as Yoongi is now behind Jungkook on the couch. Jungkook is leaned forward a bit, and you can now see why. Yoongi has him bent over, rubbing his ass, prepping him.

“Don’t worry kitten, he’ll fuck you good. I’ll make sure he breeds you, molly.” Yoongi growls lowly towards the end, using the term for female cats. The fact that he knows this turns you on even more.

Jungkook wimpers, the thought of finally slipping into your heat fills him. He grabs the base of his hard cock and begins to grind it up your slit. “So warm, mmm.”

“Please Kookie,” you bed, arching your back when the head hits your clit. You can feel the cramps now. You need to have a males release for you to cum and the heat to be sated for a minute. You shift your hips upwards in a plea for more friction, and Jungkook’s tip suddenly slips in your warm heat.

You both groan at the feeling. This feels different to Jungkook, a woman’s pussy is definitely a new feeling to each hyung’s perfect asses.

“You’re doing so well, Kookie. You’re giving this molly exactly what she craves, a fat cock rubbing at her pussy.” Yoongi coos, rubbing Jungkook’s back. Then he grabs Jungkook’s hips and helps push him all the way in.

A loud groan slips past your lips when you finally feel the burning stretch of Jungkook. You wrap your legs around his waist and grind you hot body on his length, making his cock throb even more.

You look over and see an absolute fuck fest. Jimin is on his hands and knees, getting it hard and fast by Hoesok, who is taking Namjoon’s length into his mouth. Taehyung is coaxing Seokjin to sit on him on the other coach, and Seokjin doesn’t need to be told twice.

Namjoon grabs Hoesok’s face and roughly fucks his throat. You can hear Hoesok’s chokes as his eyes begin to water.

Kookie begins to pick up the pace, causing you to moan even louder. “Fuck me Kookie”.

“Don’t worry babygirl, I’ll make sure he breeds you nice and good.” Yoongi insists, slowly bending Jungkook over even more. He grabs the lube from beside Hoesok and starts to lather himself up, and he groans when he finally gets some relief. He’s been watching you and Kookie this whole time, but now he’s going to fuck the maknae into you.

“Alright baby boy, this is going to pinch a little.” Yoongi kisses Jungkook’s shoulder, rubbing some lube on his hole. Jungkook shudders when Yoongi begins to rub the tip around his tight right and yelps when Yoongi begins to push through.

You lightly run your nails over Jungkook’s nipples, and he drops his head onto your chest. He starts panting when Yoongi bottoms out. You look at the older hybrid, his face scrunched up from the pleasure. His expression sends another wave of heat over you, and you send out more pheromones into the air.

You hear a collection intake of breath and you know everyone has smelt it. Growls rain in the room, and suddenly everyone starts to roughly fuck.

Jungkook starts thrusting, and when he reels back, Yoongi gives him a good thrust as well. “Look at you Kookie, taking a cock while getting your dick wet. You’re being so good,” Yoongi whispers into his ear, lightly nipping at the appendage.

Jungkook is starting to lose it. Your grip on his cock paired with the cock rubbing against his g-spot, he can’t hold on much longer.

“I-I’m gonna cum, hyung.” He mutters, picking up the pace in your heat. You mewl in response, lifting your hips to meet him half way. Your skin is on fire, and your orgasm has been building up slowly. You’re so close you can almost taste it.

Jungkook shudders and empties himself in you, Yoongi thrusting slowly to make sure he rides it out. You pout because you were so close, but you weren’t given your release.

When Jungkook pulls out, Yoongi does as well. He helps Jungkook lay on the third couch in the room, grabbing a blanket for the rabbit hybrid. The poor boy looks fucked out and ready to collapse.

You watch as Seokjin empties himself on his stomach, Taehyung still pounding mercilessly into him. Jimin looks equally fucked out as Jungkook, and goes to cuddle the younger boy on the couch. Namjoon quickly flips Hoesok onto his back and enters the human with a growl.

Your hand runs down your body slowly, over your pebbled nipples, over your sweaty stomach, and down to your heat. The contrast of your cold fingers on your heat sends another shoot of arousal through you, and through the other hybrids who aren’t passed out.

Yoongi whips around, growling when he seems your hand. “And what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” He marches over and rips your hand away from you. With a gasp, he suddenly had you on your hands and knees. With no resistance, he slips right into your heat and bottoms out.

Your moans rain across the room. You lay your head on the back of the couch as Yoongi pounds you into the cushions.

“Who the hell do you think you are? Do you think you can just fuck yourself whenever you want? I don’t fucking think so. This pussy belongs to us, and I’m going to fuck it good.” Yoongi growls, grabbing onto your shoulders for more leverage.

The hot coil in your stomach begins to wind again, and it’s winding deliciously fast.

You feel a tap on your head, and you look up to see a hard cock in your line of vision. You look up and make eye contact with Taehyung. Your mouth opens on instinct, knowing what he wants.

Tae slips messily into your mouth. “Can I fuck your mouth, princess? I won’t go easy on you.” You give a simply nod and he grabs your face and proceeds to give Yoongi a run for his money with the fast pace he immediately sets.

Yoongi gathers your hair into his hand and pulls it back, forcing you to take Taehyung with all you got. “That’s right baby girl, you like having two cocks, don’t you? Feeling nice and full, being fucked from all angles.” Yoongi gives a harsh slap to your ass. You moan, causing Taehyung to stutter.

“Fuck hyung, do that again.” Another smack. “Oh god, I’m close.”

Yoongi reaches down and starts to play with your clit. “Baby girl, nows your chance. I need you to cum and milk my cock for all my seed. I know you want to be bred, so fucking cum.” He gives your clit a harsh slap, pushing you off the edge.

Taehyung comes with you, the vibrations of your moans becoming too much.

Yoongi drills into you, setting a faster pace. Both of his hands return to your hips to get a solid grip. His fingers dig into your sides, and his hips get sloppy. You start to whimper from the over sensitivity.

“Baby girl, I know you can take it. I’m almost there,” he mumbles. You hear loud releases behind you, and you know everyone else has finished. But all Yoongi is still going.

“Come on hyung, breed her. Give her your kittens.” Behind you is Namjoon, kissing Yoongi’a neck and encouraging him to finish. He knows you’re tired and you will need to eat and rest before your heat decides to come back again.

Hoesok comes over as well, muttering encouragements. “Give the molly your cock, make sure she remembers who fucked her this good.”

Yoongi growls, releasing his load. You grind softly against him to ride out his high.

Yoongi almost collapses, but Namjoon and Hoesok are there to catch him. While they’re helping him to sit on the couch, Jin is ready with a warm cloth to clean you up. After he’s finished, he hands you a blanket and helps you to the younger three who have moved to the floor. All three are passed out in a cuddle pile.

You walk on wobbly legs over to them. You look at Jin and give him a kiss on his lips, “thank you.”

He kisses your forehead with a bright smile and helps you lay down next to the younger hybrids. Jimin makes grabby hands and you lay next to him. Taehyung moves back so you can wedge between him, further pressing his back into Kookie.

Jimin wraps his arms around you, laying his head on your sweaty chest. Taehyung wraps his arms around both of you, placing a small kiss on the back of your neck. His hands run up and down Jimin’s arm, giving him comfort. You can feel Jungkook’s hand weave around Taehyung to play with your ears.

Soon, the others join the pile. Blankets and pillows are everywhere and you have no idea who is laying on your tail. But all you know is that you are safe. And you are warm.

[1uckygold]

Changing One's Tune (8)

Summary: Hybrids have always been known to humanity after scientist decided to test the limits of the animal genetics on humans. Now the world uses them as adoptable companions, which is why a group of friends found their way at a Hybrid Shelter. Though one trip turns into an ugly fight involving Yoongi to walk away—But what happens when that same male finds a cat hybrid that is scared out of her mind with a dark past. Who said that dark past was over?

~Pairing: Min Yoongi (BTS) | Suga x Hybrid f! Reader

~Genre: Angst & Fluff, Hybrid au

~Word Count: 3.5K

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Part: 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / 09 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13 / 14 / 15 / 16 / More Chapters Soon...

Yoongi stared up in complete shock, not breaking eye contact with the glare you were giving him, as a hiss left your lips. You’re eyes were burning in anger and worry, with a slight bit of fear in them.

This can’t be right… You couldn’t be a hybrid! However, the proof was clear from the collar around your neck, the same one he gave to your cat form. Though, wouldn’t the hospital know about it after their tests or him figuring it out from the very beginning?

Flashes of memories resurfaced in Yoongi’s mind, thinking back on the many things that always seemed out of place one day or how it looked like you actually communicated back whenever he ranted about his frustrations. Yoongi’s eyes widen remembering the words Jimin, Jungkook, Hoseok, and Taehyung first told him that day after the shelter when he was in the animal hospital. All four saying that he smelled like another hybrid, or why they were so insistent on coming over constantly.

Oh my god… he was an absolute dumbass.

“Are you both okay?!—The ambulance are on their way,” Yoongi snapped out of his thoughts, hearing a strangers voice run to help. You were breathing heavily, adrenaline pumping through your veins before breaking eye contact and cursing to yourself, getting off him as the four hybrids helped you up. Namjoon and Seokjin helping Yoongi back to his feet.

Jungkook, Jimin, Hoseok, and Taehyung stared at you in concern, checking your ears and tail to make sure they were unharmed. Even if it wasn’t planned, the four were beaming with pride that you were finally in your natural form. However, dread filled you deep in your stomach when glancing at Yoongi, seeing his expression has not changed, staring with his mouth agape.

“I…” You started to speak, trying to say something… anything that will help the situation but having them die seeing Yoongi shake his head. Looking down at the ground as a frown was seen on his face.

“I’m sorry, I need to go,” Yoongi mumbled softly, shrugging off his two friend’s hold and refusing to make eye contact with anyone. Turning his back to all of you, none being able to see the small blush spreading on his cheeks or knowing the embarrassment he felt from replaying all the time that he cooed and did a baby voice when you did something adorable.

“Wait—Sir, you need to get checked out first!” A stranger called out to the running male, Yoongi completely ignoring the many protests directed at him, continuing to head towards the destination in mind.

“Hey, it’s okay… This probably came off as a shock to him, Yoongi just needs time to process this,” Namjoon comforted, placing a single hand on your shoulder when seeing your crestfallen expression, ears flattening and tail falling limp.

“Probably? It did come off as a shock! Not just for Yoongi, but all of us too!” Seokjin shouted, gaining everyone’s attention as you bit your lip nervously, the rest of the guys deflating in guilt.

“Well actually… you and Yoongi were the only ones that didn’t know,” Hoseok mumbled, wincing when the oldest directed an intense stare at him. Looking away almost immediately as he unconsciously hid behind you, dog instincts barking up a fight inside his heart to beg Seokjin for forgiveness on not telling sooner.

“What?! How could you not tell this handsome face?” Seokjin shouted, posing with a beautiful smile on his handsome features, making the guys look at one another as silent communication began.

“Pretty easily actually,” The five said in unison, the action causing the oldest to gap at them as you giggled lightly seeing shock in his eyes.

“Betrayal! —Also, Jungkook I raised you better than this… You’re supposed to tell me all the juicy gossip about everyone!” He whined, scolded, and threw a small tantrum at the same time on not being let in on the secret. The comment made Jungkook’s eyes widen, everyone turning towards the youngest with suspicious glares, all of them having told him things that were entrusted with confidence.

“Honestly, I’m surprised Namjoon managed to keep a secret for so long,” Jimin teased, knowing full well that Namjoon was a terrible secret keeper since he blurts them out to anyone without meaning to. The man in question rolled his eyes but didn’t deny the truth.

“We should—Oh my god! Y/N, your bleeding!!’ Hoseok screeched in panic, finally seeing blood on some injures you attained from saving Yoongi. The adrenaline pumping in your blood during the tumble, taking the full force of the hit to protect him, had it dulling the sense of pain.

Looking at yourself, you did see blood, noticing there were a few scrapes and cuts that you had gotten during the crash on the street ground when you saved Yoongi from being hit by a car, nothing severe. However, there was definitely going to be bruising come morning with possible soreness. It wasn’t a big deal though, preferring a few scratches than having Yoongi come out seriously injured.

“I’m fine. This is nothing,” You shrugged softly, ignoring the hiss burning on your tongue that wanted to escape when taking a single step forward, transforming back into a cat. God, why is it always the little injures that hurt the worse than the big ones? Taehyung even winced feeling your great discomfort, the other three frowning knowing how painful a transformation could be when hurt.

“We’re going to talk more about this at home—Come on, Y/N. We need to get your wounds clean,” Seokjin pointedly accused his friends, picking you up off the ground as he started to cross the street and head back to Yoongi’s place. The hybrids followed closely behind, Namjoon being the only one to stay and assure the formed crowd that you two were okay, explaining what happened to the ambulance that just arrived on scene.

“Does that hurt?” Seokjin asked kindly, observing your reaction as you licked your scraped paw clean, having already done your knees. Relief flooded when the pain eased up from your saliva but scrunching up your nose at the taste, trying to ignore the coppery flavor because of the benefit from licking it.

Usually cats can heal faster by licking a minor wound, along with it being a great painkiller. However, that was implied for the felines that keep their own mouth clean, meaning mostly hybrids and some domestic cats that have owners brush their own teeth for them.

“You’re in great hands Y/N! Jin is an amazing healer, he has been studying under his father to become a hybrid doctor,” Jungkook explained, a bounce in his step to keep up as you perked hearing the new information, stopping your licking process.

Seokjin’s father is a hybrid doctor, and he’s training to be one himself? The thought of someone actually choosing to help hybrids for a career had warmth spread throughout your body.

When you arrived back home, you immediately jumped out of Seokjin’s arms to run towards Yoongi’s room, ignoring the discomfort from putting pressure on your small injures. Though, you stopped abruptly seeing his bedroom door closed fully, music blasting extremely loudly from inside.

He closed his door? Since you’ve been staying here you have never seen Yoongi close his door fully unless you were inside with him!

You tried not to think of the worse as you sat in front of the door, ignoring the pain that was clutching at your heart. Maybe Namjoon is right… Yoongi just needs time, and this was probably his way of processing everything. Though, you couldn’t help yourself as you hesitantly rubbed your head against the barrier between you and inside, hoping Yoongi would see your shadow underneath and open it.

But he never did…

A shadow loomed over your form, soft fur brushing against you as someone snuggled in your sides. You didn’t even have to turn to know it was all the hybrids comforting you in their animal form, feeling your distress as they rubbed their head against your body to try and calm you.

Taehyung lifted you off the ground, not minding one bit as your whole body went limp as he carried you by the scruff of your neck with his mouth. You were too busy in your thoughts to care, only relaxing slightly when feeling a purr rumble through his chest and into yours.

“I’m going to need you to transform back. This will allow me to help you better,” Seokjin smiled, gathering supplies from the bathroom where a first-aid kit was put away, kneeling down as he spread it all over the floor. You did what was told, transforming back as you sat on the couch and zoned out when Seokjin got to work on your knees first.

“I explained everything downstairs. Apparently, the person driving the speeding car crashed a few blocks down, having lost control of the vehicle. Luckily, they’re still alive… injured but alive—How are you holding up?” Namjoon asked, walking through the door just as Seokjin finished wrapping a bandage on the palm of your hand.

“Fine, I’m just tired. Adrenaline and everything must have took it more out of me than I would’ve thought,” You gave a tight smile, lying through your teeth and trying to force your ears to stand tall from giving away the truth. The guys frowned at the answer they received, but not forcing you to tell them anything that you didn’t want to.

“Maybe we should call it a day so Y/N can take a cat-nap,” Seokjin smiled, getting off the floor as he squeezed your uninjured hand in reassurance, succeeding at putting a true smile on your face from his little joke.

“Here, this is my phone. Call if you need anything or just want to talk,” Namjoon gave you a dimple smile, pulling out the phone from his back pocket. Your hand instinctively catching the phone in mid-air when it slipped from Namjoon’s grasp. Sighing in relief that his only phone didn’t break and fall, he placed a light kiss on top of your head to say bye.

“Despite how, it was nice that you finally showed us your lovely-self,” Jimin smiled cheekily, grabbing your bandage hand to lay a single kiss above it, only to get shy and hide behind his red fox tail.

Taehyung didn’t say anything but pull you in a little hug, pouting at having to leave early then he wanted. Jungkook didn’t hesitate to join in, Namjoon and Seokjin having to team up to pull the two apart because they wrapped around you like vines, whining how they didn’t want to go.

“I know this wasn’t how you wanted Yoongi to know the truth, but thank you for saving him,” Hoseok whispered in your ear, tail wagging happily as he placed an innocent kiss on your cheek in thanks.

As soon as the guys left, closing the door behind them did your smile disappear slowly, sighing in disappointment when it was clear that Yoongi wasn’t going to come out to talk about it anytime soon. A yawn escaped your mouth, energy feeling as if it was sucked out of you, looking down at the bandage wounds. You remembered how Seokjin firmly instructed that transforming was not the best idea until morning, not wanting the bandages to mess up.

“Great…” You mumbled, glancing around, and seeing there was not a single blanket in sight. Grabbing a pillow, you threw it on the floor near the window. The one other place in the house where you liked to think instead of going underneath the couch, curling into a ball for warmth while holding on to your tail for comfort.

The view of the entire city always left you feeling better, it was a great place to relax and take your mind off things. However, this was also the best place to nap as the sunlight fell over your entire body, dozing off when it started to feel lovely and warm from the sun.

Yoongi came out of his room two hours later, having a clearer mind on the situation after he thought it over during his time writing lyrics and listening to music. He could have been a cat, being careful not to make a single noise that would alert you, footsteps almost nonexistent.

When arriving in the living room, Yoongi noticed how the guys weren’t around and a first-aid kit was left on the table. It was then that he finally noticed you curled up on the floor by the window, letting out a sigh before leaving the living room really quick to his room.

“You’re such a dummy… there is a perfectly good couch right there,” Yoongi whispered softly, draping his own personal blanket over your sleeping form as you snuggled in it with a content sigh, the scent entering your dreams making you relax further in your sleep.

Yoongi hesitantly brushed away a piece of hair from your face, wincing seeing the small cut on your cheek that was healing slowly. A frown falling upon his face, remembering how the first time he took you to the hospital. The nurse’s words explaining how you must have been abused for years, the memory making him feeling angry at the person that would do such a thing.

Though, his eyes softened when a sudden thought came to mind, clenching his eyes shut. Yoongi knew what he needed to do, leaning down close to your ear.

“I’m sorry,” A soft whisper fell from his lips, gently unclipping the collar around your neck as he eased it off without waking you up. Glad that hybrid senses were a little duller as a human compared to their animal form. Yoongi got up off the floor, heading back to his room as he traced the tag of the collar with a single finger.

A sudden thump against the window had you snapping your eyes open, scrambling up in alarm only to glare seeing the disoriented bird fly past, having accidently flew into the window.

“Fucking birds…” You sleepily said, annoyance laced in your voice from being woken up. Stretching your limps, you laid back down and pulled the blanket closer to you.

Hold up… when did you have a blanket?

Cracking your eyes open, you sat up slightly and rubbed your eyes sleepily, trying to focus more on your surroundings. The living room was dark, the only light source being the moon and city lights shining through the window, helping you see that there was a blanket laid out over you. Though, your eyes widen seeing the color and softness of the black material. This was Yoongi’s blanket from his bed…

You smiled, fingering the blanket as you looked outside the window, your reflection staring right back. However, something felt off when seeing yourself, but you couldn’t tell what. Deciding to get up, you headed to the bathroom to look in the mirror, analyzing every part of you that might seem off.

Wait…

Eyes widening, a single hand touched your neck where it was empty of a certain accessory. Did you misplace it? What if it fell off when you were sleeping? You rushed to the living room and practically teared through everything and everywhere, your collar no where to be found.

Your ears flatten hoping it wasn’t where you think it was, feet slowly guiding you to Yoongi’s room. Listening for any sound, getting nothing but silence you opened the door slightly to see Yoongi dead asleep. Stepping inside, you looked around only to freeze in place seeing an object laying on his desk.

Clenching your teeth together, you closed the door and walked away numbly. The idea of him taking it off in your sleep had you stumbling to the floor, you knew what collars to hybrids represented and what it would mean if taken away. Unlike other hybrids that cherished theirs, you just believed it was a beautiful accessory or sign of ownership. Not really caring.

Yet… why did it hurt so much that Yoongi took it away, and in your sleep no less.

A whimper fell from your lips, and you didn’t know you were crying until a teardrop fell on your hand. Scrambling to your feet, you went to grab Namjoon’s phone seeing it was around midnight, looking through it to try and find what looked like an address before searching up how to get there.

Hesitating, you didn’t know if this was the right thing to do. Thinking about giving Yoongi the benefit of the doubt, but your blood ran cold as all rational thinking went out the window when remembering if Yoongi didn’t want you anymore than you would have no choice but to go to a shelter… or worse what if they contacted your old owner.

Ignoring the pain in your heart, you stepped out the front door and hid your tail, pulling the hoodie over to hide your cat ears. This was risky to do when not a cat, you could get in trouble if the police find you without a collar roaming the streets.

Tears started to fall from your eyes again when you followed the direction on the phone for an hour, only to end up lost. It was freezing outside, and you shivered when a chill went up your spine as you huddled more in the hoodie. Though your ears twitched when hearing a loud sound from behind, fear prickling your nerves as you unconsciously took off running, turning into a neighborhood.

However, as you tripped over your feet, a familiar scent made it’s way through your nose. It was faint, but you knew for certain who it belong too as you ran, chasing it until you found yourself at a neatly kept two-story house.

You sighed in relief; this was it. You were positive this was their house! Even though all the lights were off inside, you ran to knock on the door, practically bagging on it constantly. It wasn’t until you saw lights come on did you stop, hearing whispering and groans on the other side of the door, the sound of locks unlocking.

“Y/N?” Namjoon groggily said, hair a mess and in pajamas as he focused on your face to make sure it was really you. Hearing the name, Seokjin popped up from behind him, dropping the bat he had in case it was a burglar or murder waiting outside.

Sleep was completely gone when hearing sniffles as they took in your appearance. You had tear stains as you shivered from the cold, all alone. The two not giving a second thought before ushering you inside, wanting you to explain how you got there and why. When you were done, mad was an understatement on how the guys were feeling, telling you which room the hybrids were in before secretly putting on their shoes to go yell at their best friend.

“Yoongi!! Open the damn door!!” Seokjin hissed through his teeth, banging on the door, not caring that he might wake other people. Usually, both Namjoon and Seokjin were calm and collected when angry, just like Yoongi. However… this was something extremely serious.

“What the fuck… what’s going on?” Yoongi opened the door half asleep, only to be pushed out the way as they stormed into the apartment, slamming the door.

“You tell us!” Namjoon shouted, Yoongi backing up when seeing his friends look like they were going to blow a fuse.

“What? —Wait, can you just keep your voice down before you wake up Y/N,” Yoongi said, noticing how you were not in your spot, thinking you were probably sleeping underneath the couch like you do sometimes. However, that seemed to light a bigger fire in their eyes.

“No! Want to know why? Because she’s at our house from walking through a dark city alone and cold!” Seokjin yelled out in annoyance as Yoongi froze, trying to process what he said.

“Now, tell us why the hell you would remove Y/N’s collar in her sleep?! She saves your ass, and you basically slap her in the face with what you did. Do you not understand the concept of gifting a hybrid a collar!” Namjoon glared.

Though the two angry male’s fire going out when seeing Yoongi’s hurt expression, it was rare to see such an emotion like that since he usually didn’t show any kind of negative feelings in front of anyone.

“I… I had to remove the collar, okay?!” Yoongi screamed, throwing his arms in the air before slumping down on the couch with his head in his lap, “I had too…” He whispered lowly, fighting tears remembering his reason why.

Seokjin and Namjoon stared at one another, sighing as they sat around their friend to comfort him even if they were still a little upset.

“You have some explaining to do.”

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Like I promised, Welcome to the eighth chapter of Changing One's Tune! Firstly, I want to apologize lovelies, this was suppose to come out yesterday but I had lost Wi-Fi. Secondly, an interesting turn of events has taken place... is this some misunderstanding? Why did Yoongi have to take the collar? Will I ever stop leaving you on cliffhangers?!

No, probably not.😉😈💜

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See you all soon, Stay Gold! <3

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what would yandere/hybrid!yoongi do if another hybrid started scent marking you, to try and claim you as their own?

That’s a bit funny. They’re one of me, they should know what it means to mark and scent someone. I’m her goddamn mate! Whoever this hybrid is sure is brave and I would love to meet them for a chat. If my words don’t teach through their thick skull, I’m sure actioms would serve as a better reminder of who my love belongs to. She is only mine and mine alone, I’m not open sharing.

[ace-angel-judas]

Three Hearts

Pairing: Kwon Ji Yong/ Reader, Kim Namjoon/Reader, Jackson Wang/Reader 

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Synopsis: You were a normal college drop out, 22 years old and living at home with your parents in a world were different families have different abilities.You always thought your family was apart of the 5% of the population that didn’t have a abilities, that was until the night your family was murdered by a close family friend and you wake up in the hospital with a voice in your head and new abilities.

Tags: Mafia!Au, Hybrid!Jackson Wang, Power!Au, Alternative!Au 

I wrote this ages ago and decided to post it here, it’s originally posted here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14394633/chapters/33240786 

There will be three, possibly four available endings. 

You dropped out of college, Why? Because you weren’t one of those fancy people with powers and you just had to realize that in this day and age only certain families with abilities were hired into different businesses.

People like you, though? You were either stuck with cleaning after those people or starving on the streets.

Your father was lucky, after years of working as a cleaner he was upgraded to head cleaner of the multiple buildings he would clean along with his team. Not all that fancy but it paid enough to keep the roof over your head, Your mother was casual store clerk although after they hired someone with ultra mathematic abilities, she didn’t get many shifts.

You wanted to go to medical school, you wanted to learn how to help people and fix people but you were forced to drop out. As for now you were looking for a ‘normie’ job, something that people with abilities didn’t want to get stuck with. As you were called down to dinner, a knock on the door made you take a detour and greet the visitors at the door.

“Namjoon,” You nodded and let the tall man in with lackies behind him.

Namjoon was a family friend, he was three years older then yourself but his maturity was greater, his father used to visit with him more often back when you were children but that changed when you hit your teenaged years after his father had passed away. You were aware that Namjoon held a powerful ability just as his father did but you weren’t sure what, he held a great deal of money to his name.

“(Y/N),” He smirked as he walked in.

The two men behind him were Hobi and his guard dog Yoogi, Yoogi was a rare sub class of species. He was known as a hybrid, hybrids had animalistic abilities and traits, it could be seen in Yoogi’s gold floppy ears and his lazy tail. You went to school with a few hybrids, you knew they had much better sight, hearing, smell and reflexes. You lead the three men into the kitchen, you couldn’t understand why they were visiting. Their visits were extremely rare and since your arrival back from college, you hadn’t seen Namjoon and his men.

“Mrs (Y/L/N), Mr (Y/L/N,),” Namjoon nodded.

Your mother seemed startled, she dropped the plate she held and your father stood straight up, as you moved to help your mother your arms were grabbed by Yoogi who held you in place.

“What the?” You thrashed slightly, “Dadd?!”

“Leave her be!” Your father pleaded, “She never finished college! You said when she finished college!”

“She was never going to finish college,” Namjoon spoke in a cool voice, “It’s time for the deal to be done,”

“No!” Your mother yelled.

You seemed to freeze as you noticed a blue light forming in your mother’s palm that was until she let out a yell of pain, Hobi held his hand towards your mother and she seemed frozen in place while shaking from pain. Namjoon pulled out a gun and before you knew it, blood splattered across the kitchen floor and you let out a scream.

“Mom!” You yelled.

“(Y/N)!” Your father yelled.

The gun was pointed towards him and he stopped in his place, your knees were weak as you stared at your mother’s corpse that was on the floor.

“So you never told her?” Namjoon asked.

“Tell me what?!” You sobbed, “Namjoon!”

“It’s okay baby,” Namjoon gave you a soft smile, “Your father is explaining everything now,”

“(Y/N),” Your father swallowed thickly, “Your mother and I, we used to work for Namjoon’s father, but we didn’t want to anymore when we found out we were having you and he cut us a deal,”

“W-what was the deal..?” You whispered.

“When you turned eighteen, you would marry Namjoon,” Your father’s voice cracked as he spoke.

“D-dad..,” You sobbed gently.

“But your father here hasn’t been keeping up his end of the deal, always asking for more time and that means using my expenses,” Namjoon stated, “You can’t get back time, all this time and we could have had a heir already,”

“Don’t!” You screamed, “Please Namjoon! Please! Don’t kill him!”

As he pulled the trigger, you screamed as more tears poured down your cheeks. Your only family was dead, you had no siblings and neither had your parents. You were shaking as you dropped to the floor, Yoogi let you go as you curled up on the floor, the sounds of sirens in the distance. Namjoon looked towards the door before he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

“I’ll be back,” He whispered.

You weren’t paying attention as they left, the blood had spread across the floor and you curled up, you didn’t have the energy to keep you awake. Maybe if you feel asleep, it would be the cool relief of death’s hands and everything would be over?

You weren’t more wrong.

[mykie-min]

Come Home - Part 1

Themes: Poly!BTS, Hybrid AU

Warnings: none that I can think of yet

Word Count: 4800

A/N: So I have ABSOLUTELY no idea where I’m going with this. I got the inspiration from reading other hyrid au’s here and just starting writing. I haven’t written outside of school in years, so it might be a bit messy or not make a lot of sense. I have a rough plan of what I’d like to do, but no set timeline for when I’ll post new parts, or even how many parts there will be. If you read this, I really hope you enjoy it. Constructive criticism is always welcome!

Run.

Don’t stop.

You can’t.

If you stop, he’ll find you.

For nearly a month these were the only thoughts swirling your mind. Keep moving. Find food. Keep moving. Rest. Keep moving. You only realized how long you’d been free from your master when the night air started to chill with the changing seasons. You wanted desperately to stop, to just rest. Eat until you were full and sleep for more than an hour. But you couldn’t risk it.

It was pure miracle that you had escaped at all. For five years he had treated you cruelly. He had bought you from a hybrid trader, who had stolen you from a breeder. You remembered the day he bought you, wearing a mask of kindness, promising a loving warm home. As soon as the door shut behind you in his home, you knew it would not be what you so naively dreamed of.  He only wanted a trophy. A rare hybrid to parade around his rich friends when he hosted large events. Keeping you in the barely lit, barely warm basement when there was no one around to boast too.

A month ago you finally found your chance to escape. He was drunk. A business venture of his had fallen through and he was angry. So he came down to the basement, forgetting to lock the door behind him as he always had before. He wanted to hurt you, to take out his anger on you, this time in a way he never had before.

You fought back, he was bigger then you, but he was drunk and you were fast. You kicked him off of you, grabbing the porcelain bowl the maid would leave your food pellets it, and swung it hard over his head. He crumpled to the ground before you even realized what you held in your hands. Run. Grabbing the keys from his pocket, you ran upstairs, locking him in the basement as he’d done to you so many times. Rushing through the main part of the house, you broke into the backyard, dropping keyring into the grass as you ran as fast as you could away from him.

He wasn’t dead. He would wake up and he would be angry. If he ever found you again, he wouldn’t just hurt you. He would end your life. Of that you were certain.

Now here you were. A month later and wandering around a large park, sticking to the tree line to avoid bringing attention to yourself. Luckily earlier in the week you stumbled across an empty backyard with clothes hung out to dry. The thought of stealing bothered you, but you had to look clean or people would know you were a stray.

That’s when you first saw them. The seven most beautiful men you’d ever seen. They were laying out large blankets in the grass of a large clearing, setting baskets on to them before a few broke away from the group with a frisbee. You could smell that most were hybrids, but from the distance you couldn’t make a clear distinction.

With your gaze locked on the baskets full of food you hadn’t noticed one of them turn to you after a breeze cut through the trees, carrying your scent to him. His movement finally caught your attention, he was looking your way, but your spot behind a large tree blocked you from his view. Curious, you peeked out to see him no further then 20 feet away. The stripped ears sticking up from his shaggy brown hair immediately caught your attention. Your own sandy blond ears twitching in response to another cat breed.

When he finally saw the curious little face gazing at him, he couldn’t stop the smile spreading over his face. His reaction caused your breath to catch in your chest. He was beautiful. He took a step towards you, breaking your mesmerized state. You tore your gaze away from his, retreating into the trees.

“Wait!” you heard his deep voice call, but his footsteps didn’t try to follow you.

“Taehyung, what is it?” a second voice sounded off.

“There was a girl, a hybrid, she looked like she wanted to play.” Pressing your back into a tree, you focused your hearing on them.

“Maybe she got spooked by everybody. Come on, we’ve still got time to play before lunch.”

“But Namjoon..”

“No buts, if you chase her you’ll just scare her.” You heard the boy, Taehyung, sigh in acceptance before their footsteps returned to the group.

You watched them for a while, now noting the five hybrids and two humans split off into groups. They seemed so…happy. The only humans you’d ever known were your master and the ones who worked for the hybrid trader at the training center. Every human you’d ever come in contact with was cruel…Well, not every one. The maid who worked for you master was kind. As kind as she could be anyway. She tried once to sneak extra pellets into your bowl after your master had given you a particularly bad beating for knocking over an expensive vase with your tail. He slapped her and threatened to fire her if she ever did it again. You knew she had two children at home to feed, she couldn’t risk it, no matter how much she wanted to help you.

You were pulled from your memories at the sight of a tall dog hybrid tackling one of the humans. You expected to see him angered, surely the hybrid would be punished. But the human just laughed. Unable to understand this group, you turned your eyes away from them in search of a water fountain. If you couldn’t find food, you at least had to stay hydrated.

You quickly found one nearby, relishing in the cool fresh water filling your empty stomach. As quickly as the relief washed over you, it was ripped away when a rough hand on your shoulder spun you around. Eyes quickly falling on the two forms in front of you, immediately recognizing the uniforms. Hybrid Enforcement Police. “Where’s your collar hybrid? Your owner should know you can’t be outside without one.”

Shit. Of course, this would catch up to you. You didn’t have a collar to take with you because your master hadn’t ever let you leave. “Are you mute? Where is your collar? If you can’t take us to your owner, then we’re taking you down to the city shelter.”

“Ahh there you are kitten!” you felt two strong arms wrap around your shoulders, bringing into a firm chest. “Sorry sirs, we were playing hide and seek, she must’ve run off to get some water.” You looked up into the smiling face of the hybrid you’d seen just minutes before. Taehyung..I think. His tanned skin and bright smile were even more breathtaking up close.

“If she’s with you then where is your owner? She shouldn’t be wondering around without a collar.”

“Oh, right, her collar…you see..” Taehyung stuttered, his muscles tensing, arms tightening around you.

“Taehyung, there you are.” His eyes immediately fell on the tall figure approaching you, his body relaxing instantly. The newcomer quickly looked between you and his hybrid before turning to the other two humans. “I’m Kim Seokjin, is something wrong officers?”

“This boy says the girl hybrid is with you, but she has no collar. I’m sure you know the laws. We were about to take her into the shelter if she couldn’t explain herself.”

“Aww, I see. I’m very sorry for the confusion.” This was it, he was going to turn you in. Tell them Taehyung had been lying and they didn’t know you. They would take you away and you would be returned to your master. What happened next though, nearly stopped your heart. “She’s with us of course, her collar must’ve fallen off while they were playing. They get a bit rough sometimes you see.” This man simply radiated charm, easily throwing off the officers. “I’ll make sure she stays close to us for the rest of the day. Now come on you two, I came to find you because lunch is ready. Everyone is waiting.” Hand on Taehyungs shoulder and kind eyes smiling at your shocked face, he led you away from the officers before they could question him more.

Taehyung loosened his hold you, now walking beside you with only one arm around your shoulders. “Your lucky I found you Tae, what were you thinking just running off?”

“I had too hyung, I saw them walking over to her and I didn’t want her to get in trouble.” He smiled down at you. “I’m sure you heard him before, but I’m Taehyung, tiger hybrid.” He punctuated with a wink. “I could tell you’re a cat too from your scent earlier. This is Seokjin, he’s really nice.” On cue the human smiled at you again. Your brain couldn’t seem to form a sentence with these two men staring at you.

“You can call me Jin little one. Can you tell us your name?” Easily blushing at Jin’s attention.

“y/n…”

“Aww, y/n. I knew you’d have a pretty name. And a pretty voice. You should come play with us. I’m sure your owner won’t mind.” The tiger grinned at you, tail swishing against your own.

Owner. In a flash his face appeared in your mind again. Halting your tracks. They stopped also, looking at your curiously. “I’m sorry. Thank you for helping me, but I should go.”

“Is your owner waiting for you? We can take you back to him if your lost.”

“No!” your sudden protest surprised them as much as you. “I mean, no you don’t have to take me back. I just…I should leave before I cause you more trouble.” Ears flattened down against your hair, hands tugging at your stolen sweater.

You didn’t notice the stare shared between the two before Jin slowly stepped up to you. “y/n, do you not want to go back?” Words caught in your throat, body tensing in preparation to flee. “You can be honest with me little one, I promise we won’t hurt you.” You tried to tell if he was lying, if he smelled anything like your master when he lied. But he didn’t. He smelled like warm tea and fresh flowers.

Taehyung stepped next to you again, hand gently smoothing down your hair. “y/n, do you want to go back to your owner?” Still unable to find your voice, your shook your head lightly, eyes glued to the ground.

“Alright, we won’t take you back. Why don’t you come have lunch with us? We have plenty of food.” You looked up to Jin’s still gentle smile. How could he so different then your master? His personality was a stark contrast to what you’d always known. He smiled like your master had, they day he brought you home, but there was no hidden malice in his eyes. There was only warmth.

“I shouldn’t..” unfortunately you were cut off by a low growl emitting from your stomach at the prospect of a meal. Both men chuckled at the blush growing over your cheeks. Taehyung reached his hand out to you, beckoning you gently. You took his hand, noticing how it engulfed your own smaller one. His smile grew as he linked his fingers with yours, leading you along with them through the trees.

As you broke through the foliage into the clearing you’d first seen them, you saw the rest of their group setting up a picnic in the grass. They didn’t turn around to their companions until your escorts stopped just short of the blankets laid out for seating. Jin gave you a reassuring look before gaining their attention. “Hoseok, grab another plate for food. We have a guest.” At this all eyes were on you in a flash.

Taehyung chuckled at the small noise you made as you hid behind his frame. “She’s the girl I saw in the trees earlier.” You pressed yourself into his back, his scent instantly calming your nerves. It was like the forest, but something sweet underneath it all. But why…you’d just met him, how did he have this effect on you? Another hybrid had never made you feel safe, only like you were prey. A toy to be played with.

“Of course, any friend of Tae’s is welcome to join us.” you didn’t know who was talking, it was a voice you hadn’t heard yet. Tae gave your hand a reassuring squeeze before you peeked your head around him at the five sets of eyes trained on you. Your eyes found the owner of the voice, the other human, smiling at you.

“That’s my partner Hoseok, you can call him Hobi.” Jin started, patting your head. “This is our family. The two dogs’ hybrids there are Namjoon and Jungkook, he’s the youngest so he can get a bit hyper like Tae, but he’s a sweet kid.” You looked to the chocolate brown eyes glued to you, his tail going a mile a minute behind him. When your eyes met his, a wide smile broke onto his face, his black ears standing straight in his matching messy hair. Before you could step out from Tae to see them all, a figure stopped in front of you. You looked up surprised at this happy face staring at you.

“Aww you’re so pretty! Are you going to play with us after? Jin brought bubble wands today. It’s really fun.” His eyes morphed into crescent moons as he talked so fast you could hardly understand. You barely took notice of the black and orange ears poking out from his light brown hair before a hand reached to grab his neck, pulling him back from you. Immediately a pale, black haired man took his place, short haired black ears standing on his head.

“Yah, calm down Jimin, give her some room to breathe.” His deep voice commanded the other cat before he turned to you. “Sorry, he gets really excited around new hybrids. I’m Yoongi, if they give you any trouble just let me or Namjoon know. He’s a wolf so he’s like the alpha of the group.” He smiled warmly at you. Feeling calmed by the black cat’s presence, you finally took a step out from your hiding spot. You were so focused on Yoongi you didn’t notice the looks on everyone’s face at seeing you completely. She’s so cute. Echoing through every mind. “What’s your name?”

“y/n.” Eyes grew wider at the sound of your voice. Yoongi reached out, like Tae had before, and you took his hand without a second thought. You couldn’t explain why, but you were drawn to them without even knowing them. The two lead you to a spot on the blankets, sitting on either side of you. Yoongi handed you a paper plate, starting to fill it with bits of food. A small sandwich, some cut up fruits, little wraps of seaweed filled with rice, vegetables, and salmon.

You held the plate on your lap, looking around at everyone happily eating the food, talking about the next activity of the day. Jin and Hoseok noticed you hadn’t touched the food, a knowing look passed between them. “Y/n,” you looked at Hoseok smiling warmly from his spot next to Yoongi. “Are you not hungry? You don’t have to eat anything you don’t like.”

“I am, but….you haven’t given me permission to eat yet..” you voice died off at the looks suddenly thrust on you. The cats beside you tensed, eyes locking over your head. Everyone had the same look of confusion and sadness. What kind of house did you come from? Why would you need permission to eat something they’d already given you?

“y/n, you never need permission for anything. This family doesn’t work that way. Here, everyone is an equal.” Namjoon tried to keep his voice calm, not wanting to cause you anymore distress. He was no stranger to the way most hybrids were treated, but the thought of someone treating such a small being so horribly, it still angered him. You gave a small nod in understanding, but still felt a bit unsure. You’d never had any ounce of freedom before.

You picked up the small sandwich, taking a tentative bite that seemed to appease the nerves of the seven men watching you. You continued eating, as soon as you finished something Taehyung or Yoongi would refill your plate without a word. The older taking note of how you seemed to prefer the strawberries and only giving you those from the fruit salad. Jin and Hoseok smiled at the usually stoic cat. They were surprised to see him taking a liking to a new hybrid so quickly. But there was something about the way your doe eyes peered at him from under your lashes that made his heart clench. Much like Taehyung, he felt the need to look after you, but couldn’t explain why. Though he had a good guess.

“Y/n, are you thirsty? Jin made lemonade.” You looked to the happy pup, Jungkook, who was offering you a glass of yellow liquid. You slowly took it from him, fingers brushing his, causing a blush to grow on his cheeks. You sniffed it, tail twitching it wonder.

“What is it?”

“You’ve never had lemonade?” you shook your head in response. “It’s the best thing on warm days, try it.” His tail swayed happily behind him. Everyone watched as you took a small sip. Your ears perked up straight as the taste hit your tongue, tailing swishing excitedly. A curious of awws sounded from the group, Taehyung and Jin both gripping their chests.

“She’s so cute, my heart can’t take it.” The others laughed at their dramatics, Yoongi telling them to stop being weird or they’d scare you off.

“y/n, what kind of hybrid are you? I’ve never seen ears like yours before.” Jimin smiled curiously at you.

“The hybrid trader said I’m a sand cat.” Those words didn’t escape the humans notice.

“Ohhh, so you’re a little predator. You’ll fit in with us perfect.” Taehyung smiled. “Yoongi is a black panther, Jiminie is a Calico.”

“I’m really outnumbered now, I’m the only domestic cat.” Jimin giggled.

“I’m a Labrador, I’m a domestic breed too.” Jungkook added, scooting closer to your little group.

“You came from a hybrid trader?” Namjoon asked gently, “How long ago was that?”

“I think it’s been..5 years. He sold me to my master when I was 14.”

Master. That word left a bitter feeling in each of the men’s throats. “How long were you with the trader?” Yoongi asked, now wanting to know more about what lead you here alone.

“He stole me from the exotic breeder when I was 4. I think I’m from somewhere else, I just remember spending a long time on a boat before I got here.”

The elders of the group knew what this meant. A hybrid smuggler, it had gotten much harder to bring in hybrids from out of the country. But it wasn’t impossible. Once they started making more laws to protect hybrids, it was harder to move them underground. Which made exotic breeds, like yours, all the more expensive.

“If your all finished eating why don’t you go play? We’ll clean up from lunch.” Jin smiled at you all, happy that you seemed to have relaxed around them, but he needed to talk with the others about what they could do for you. Surely, they couldn’t just leave you alone at the park while they went back to their warm home.

“Come on y/n.” Taehyung stood up, pulling you along with him. Jimin and Jungkook followed behind you, the latter grabbing a blue duffel bag. You looked back to Yoongi who seemed lost in thought before he realized your gaze was on him. He gave you a gentle smile, standing to pat your head.

“Go on and play kitten, we’ll join in soon.” You let Tae and Jimin pull you further out into the clearing while Yoongi continued to call to them. “Yah, don’t play to rough with her! I’ll kick your asses!”

The boys laughed at their elder’s threat, though they knew it wasn’t empty. The usually passive one was quite scary when angered. “y/n, have you ever played badminton?” Jimin asked.

“Why would you play with a bad mitten?” you tilted your head in confusion. The look Tae held on his face was priceless. He wanted nothing more than to squeeze you tight in his arms. She’s too adorable. It’s not fair.

The other four stayed back to pack up the picnic. All of them watching the maknaes surround you, explaining how to play the game. “So, what are we doing with her?” Namjoon spoke up, always the first take action when it concerned his pack.

“I know that she doesn’t want to go back to her owner. I think it’s pretty obvious she’s afraid of them.” Jin spoke sadly.

“Master.” Yoongi spit like the word as if it was poison on his tongue. “What kind of a sick fuck would make her call them that?”

“She seems like a nice girl.” Hobi smiled, watching the usually shy younger pup show you how to hold the racket and try to hit the bird. “They all really like her already. And we can’t just leave her out here alone. If she has no collar she must’ve run away.”

“She’s so small, I wonder how long its been since she had a proper meal.” Jin wrapped his arm around his partners shoulders, already knowing they were on the same page. They both had a heart for helping hybrids. They’d met years ago at a rally for hybrids rights after all. Hoseok worked at a hybrid shelter, that’s where he met Jimin and instantly fell in love with the sweet Calico. Jimin was already living with Hobi when they met, not long after they found Yoongi scrounging thru the dumpster of the café Jin owned. It took a few weeks of leaving food and clothing out before he could approach the wary panther.

Namjoon came next. They’d bought a house out in the woods and found him wondering in the trees one night. He’d escaped from a hybrid fighting ring a few months before. Much like Yoongi, he was cautious around them for the first few days. But Jimin’s warm nature seemed to calm both hybrids nerves. Taehyung and Jungkook came together. They’d been surrendered to the shelter after their owner decided they were to much work to take care of. Jimin would often accompany Hoseok to the shelter and instantly bonded with the two boys. It went without question that they ended up adopted into the family as well.

For over a year it felt like the family was complete. They loved each other and had the means to take care of every member in their home. But neither could deny the adoring way you seemed to already fit in with them. But they also knew they couldn’t make any decisions yet. They had to find out where you came from. No doubt your owner would be looking for you.

Before long they all joined in on the game, hitting the bird back and forth across the field. You’d yet to successfully hit it yourself, but Jungkook seemed adamant on helping you. Since he found out you were a year younger than him, he felt the need to help you like a good elder should. Namjoon could tell he was happy to have someone younger than him to baby like they all usually did to him.

When you finally batted the bird back to Jin the whole group erupted in cheers. Jungkook hugged you from behind, picking you up off the ground. “I knew you’d hit it soon! Good job y/n!” You blushed as he set you back on the ground, not used to having any amount of affection shown to you. You felt a hand scratching behind your ears, turning to see Yoongi smiling at you.

“Good job kitten.” You couldn’t stop the soft purr that emitted from you, turning your head into his touch as your eyes closed in bliss. No one ever pet you like this before. Once again Taehyung and Jin gripped at their chests, dramatically collapsing to the ground. Everything was perfect in that one moment. You didn’t want it to end.

But a sudden crash of thunder in the distance broke your trance, everyone jumping at the sound. “We should go, looks like a storm is coming in.” Hoseok called to the group.

“Aww, the weather said it was supposed to sunny all day.” Jimin complained, but still moved to help Jungkook start picking up the equipment.

This was it. They were going home, and you would be left alone again. You almost wish they never invited you to join them. Before, the thought of being alone had made you feel safe, now it felt suffocating. You didn’t want to be away from them….but why? You’d known them for a few hours and you already didn’t want to be apart from them. Though you didn’t voice any of your worries, they all seemed to know what you were thinking as your ears flattened against your hair. Suddenly a hand gripped yours, fingers threading together. Taehyung caressed your knuckles with his thumb. “Come on, lets go before the rain starts.”

“But…I can’t go with you.”

“Of course you can. You said you don’t want to go back to your owner.”

“You can come with us if you want y/n, but you don’t have to.” Hoseok gently stroked your hair. “We would feel better knowing your safe out of the storm though.” They didn’t want to leave you here, but would never force you to go with them. They wanted it to be your choice.

Taehyung nudged his nose against your cheek, smiling as he felt you shiver at the contact. “Come home with us y/n.” his deep voice whispered into your ear. You ducked your head to hide the red covering your cheeks. “Do you want to come home with us?”

“Yes.” You managed to speak out. “I want to go home with you.” You could feel him smile against your cheek, leaving a light peck there before moving back to smile at you.

“Come on then, lets go home.” Jungkook took your other hand and they lead you along with the group. After picking up all of their supplies they walked thru the park to an SUV parked nearby.

“We only have seven seats, so someone will have to share.” Jin said as they loaded up the trunk.

“I’ll share with y/n!” Taehyung yelled above the others.

“Aww no fair Tae. You’ve been holding her hand this whole time.” Jimin whined, but the smile on Tae’s face didn’t faltering.

“Hyung, next time we’ll do rock paper scissors. Your being greedy.” Jungkook pouted next to Jimin.

“Your all being greedy, she’s not a stuffed animal. Get in the car before I leave you all here and take her home myself.” Yoongi commanded the young ones, fighting back the amused smirk at their antics.

“Yes hyung.” They all lowered their ears as they shuffled into the car. Despite the earlier protests you still ended up on Tae’s lap, his arms locked securely around you, chin resting on your shoulder. As Jin started driving, you noticing the way Jimin still seemed to be pouting. Without thinking you reached out your hand to his hair, feeling the urge to comfort him. He seemed surprised at your sudden contact, causing you to hesitate.

“Sorry.” You stated shyly.

He only replied with a bright smile, taking your hand and placing in back into his hair, silently telling you it was okay. You couldn’t stop the smile biting at your lips as you stroked your fingers through his soft hair, lightly scratching behind his ear. He purred into your hand, much like you had done to Yoongi earlier. From the front seat, Jin and Hoseok shared a loving smile as they watched you in the rearview mirror. They held hands in a silent agreement, knowing they both wanted to same thing. They wanted you to join their family. They only hoped you would want the same thing.

[yoonseoks-eyebrow-hair]

“I’m Joon” - Hyrid!AU - Prologue

Genre: Hybrid!BTS, Hybrid!Kim Namjoon

Warnings: Fluff

Summary: After Y/N adopted a Huskey from the shelter, she quickly comes to realize that he’s not what she thought he was.

The loud noises coming from the kitchen made the hair on the back of your neck stand in fear. A cold chill ran down your spine as you quickly gathered up the courage to set your feet on the wooden floor and grab the bat that stood up in the corner just to the left of where your pillows lied.

One of your first thoughts, of who might be in the kitchen, is that maybe it was Joon, the new grey Huskey you had just recently adopted from the shelter, maybe he somehow was smart enough to escape from his kennel and rummage through your cabinets looking for food but, that thought was quickly dismissed when you heard loud human-like footsteps and the loud groan when something was dropped onto the kitchen floor.

Your breathing stopped as you approached the corner that rounded into the kitchen. Attempting to be as quiet as possible, you stuck yourself against the wall and very slowly peaked your head out from around the corner, the bat still in hand, but long forgotten about as you saw that the offender, that was creating the commotion in the kitchen, stood at a towering height, over yourself, of almost 6 feet tall. Another large detail that didn’t go unnoticed was the large grey tail that stuck out from behind him along with the matching ears that were upon his hair that was only a few shades darker of grey than his fur.

You let out a loud gasp at the resemblance that the creature had to Joon. The large figure, that was currently standing over your stove making himself a meal, froze in place at the sound he heard behind him. You quickly clamped your hand over your own mouth, but it was far too late now.

He slowly turned his head over his shoulder to look at you and saw the shocked expression on your face. He mentally cursed himself out for being stupid and quickly turned around so that he was facing you and gave you a gentle smile, dimples on display and all.

Your eyes grew wider as he turned to face you; your first instinct was to book it for your room, and that’s exactly what you did. You dropped the bat and it loudly clattered to the ground and you were out of his sight before he even realized it.

Once Namjoon realized what had happened, he was quick on his feet to go after you, trying to seem as less intimidating as possible, but I mean who wouldn’t be scared of a large, hairy, dog-like creature running after them in their own house.

The realization hit you like a train as you were quick to notice him following you and you let out a high pitched yelp when you noticed he was gaining on you. You quickly grabbed onto the door that leads into your room and was abruptly stopped by a large hand yanking the door closed. He stood directly behind you as you shook in fear of what might happen.

“Who are you?” You quietly let out. A normal human would barely have been able to hear it, but lucky for him, he wasn’t a normal human.

“I’m Joon.” He replied back, matching your tone. His voice was like honey, deep and gentle, but at the same time, it made your muscles tense and goosebumps form on your arms.

[lazyrapperjinjin]

!!!BTS Hyrid AU!! Made for Humansunshine on AO3, make sure to check out their new Hybrid fics they're great so far!!

[kpop-forwhaat]

warm - hybrid! BTS au part 1

genre: hybrid! BTS, BTS AU, fluff, poly, (eventual) smut

Pairing: hybrid! BTS x hybrid! reader, poly

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of abuse, mentions of smut

Summary: you stumbled into the backyard of an entire house of humans and hybrids, what could go wrong?

Author’s Note: So this is literally the first hybrid fic I’ve ever written, so I’m sorry if the editing is bad!

part one part 2 part three part four part five

It had been a couple days since you had seen any roads. The only thing on your mind right now was finding food, and hopefully soon. You had managed to catch a couple of squirrels, but there’s only so much meat on one squirrel that can satisfy your malnourished hybrid body. 

You ran from your last owner, he wanted nothing more than to show you off as a prize. One of the only lynx hybrids left, you were definitely a prize sought after. You don’t remember how many times you were forgotten, just shoved back into the damp basement after each house party. The only person who would remember to feed you was the other hybrid living there, Jennie. But she was the prized favorite of your master, she was his mistress. She didn’t mind, she had the hybrid bond with him. She loved him; and he used her. You couldn’t get it through her head that all she was is something he could use. She would just smile and say, “I promise he loves me.” 

Then one day, she comes to the basement door. She says that the master has left, and he won’t be back for a few days, he’ll be gone on business. The babysitter will be over in the next 10 minutes. You looked at her in question, your eyes no longer having the spark they once had. But then you realized, she’s letting you go. 

You didn’t think twice to ask her to come along, but she refused. She was going to tell him that the baby sitter left the door open, and you ran. It was a smart plan, as you didn’t want her to get hurt. So you thanked her, and you told her you’d never forget her. And you ran.

That was nearly 3 weeks ago.

You were hardly fed as it is while in your master’s house, but now, finding anything was hard to find. Eating acorns and berries weren’t the best, but they held you over. But then the bushes ran dry and the acorns were buried. 

You’ve been walking with no specific direction, just trying to hunt for anything that moves. You had seen a deer a week ago, but your body couldn’t keep up for the chase. 

Suddenly, you spot it. A tiny rabbit, nibbling on some grass. Your mouth waters at the sight; food. 

You sneakily crouch down, eyeing the prey with new energy. Rabbits aren’t as fast as deer, you should be able to catch this one. 

You get into stance, wiggle your butt a little bit in preparation for the pounce. Your eyes are dead set on the little fluff grazing innocently on the path. It turns to get to a new patch of fresh grass, leaving its back defenseless. Now’s your chance. 

You leap. And miss. 

The rabbit scurries away with panic clear in it’s eyes. But this little guy isn’t getting away. No, you haven’t eaten in days, you will get this kill. You follow it closely, every now and then waiting for it to stop and then pounce (every time successful as the first). You don’t even notice that you’ve in view of a backyard until you see a shed that the rabbit dashes into because of your latest attempt at a pounce. 

You notice the mansion when you hear the sliding door open, and you dash behind the shed. You lay your body low on the ground and peer around the corner, hoping to not be seen. 

You see two humans, bundled up in soft scarves and thick hats to fight off the cold autumn day. Now that you think of it, the first snow will be upon us soon. 

Lost in your thoughts, you don’t smell the hybrid until you hear the growling. 

You turn around to see a wolf hybrid standing there, looking absolutely menacing. You wouldn’t be scared normally, you are a more ferocious predator than this wolf, but you both know that you can’t fight off an attack right now; your body won’t allow it. 

He has on boots, jeans, a simple sweater, a red scarf, and glasses on. His tail is stick straight in anticipation and grey fluffy ears are taunt and alert. “Who are you and what are you doing on our property?”

You whimper at the tone, he is not happy that you are here. 

“Namjoon, what is it?” You’re shaking so bad from fear, you don’t smell the other humans arriving. 

“She’s a hybrid!”

“No shit. But look at her, she’s terrified.” 

“Thank you. I didn’t notice that Yoongi.” 

You sneak a peek through your lashes at the bodies standing in front of you. You see a tall man with dark ebony hair and wide shoulders kneeling in front of you. The cap on top of his head looks like it’s about to slide off, and you have to stop yourself from fixing it. Why do you want to fix it? He’s human, he’s going to hurt you.

You can’t stop the hiss from escaping when you see how close he is. His eyes go wide and he stumbles back, and the Namjoon wolf catches him. 

“She’s a cat, lemme try.” 

The other man kneels down, trying to make sense of this hybrid curled in a ball trying to look mean, but just failing miserably. 

“Hi, my name is Yoongi. I’m a black panther hybrid. Can you tell us your name?” His eyes show warmth, and he has a small smile on his face. You feel you can trust him, you know hybrids. He’s a cat, he’s one of you. 

You’re still tense, but you decide that he’s okay so you uncurl a little bit, and your tail starts to sway slowly. “Y/N.”

Yoongi nods, holding out his hand. “Do you want to come inside, it’s really cold out here.” 

You look at the hand, and then back at the human standing next to Namjoon. “Will he be there?” 

Yoongi looks a little shocked, but the human steps forward immediately. His arms are out to show that he means no harm, “I will but I will be on the other side of the house. Myself and Hoesok will be in another room away, okay?” 

Namjoon still looks hesitant, but nods none the less. “I can make sure they stay there, so you can eat.”

You nod, finally accepting the waiting hand in front of your face. 

When you fully stand to your height, you notice how much shorter you are compared to these giants. It makes you want to shrink back, but you know that’s not who you are. Not what your parents taught you.

Namjoon leads Jin away, briskly walking away from you and Yoongi. He looks at you and sees your appearance. 

She looks like she hasn’t eaten in days, nor has she showered in months. He knows that she must be a stray, and she must be weak. Those lame attempts at pouncing alerted him to the fact that you are in your last few weeks.

He leads you up to the house wordlessly, and opens the sliding door that the other two people just entered through. You can feel the heat leaving the house, and you want to whimper. You haven’t felt warmth in so long, you can’t even remember. 

You look at his eyes and see he’s patiently waiting, knowing that you’re hesitant. You lean forward a bit to scent the house; 2 humans and 5 hybrids. You look back to Yoongi, and he offers his hand to you again. You don’t think before you put your freezing palm onto his soft skin, and he pulls you into the warmth of the house.

The sliding door soft shuts behind you as you take in the house. It’s nicely decorated with clean wooden floors, the living room off to the side and you’re standing in the kitchen; which is huge and amazing. You’ve never really seen the kitchen before, but you knew it housed huge amounts of food that you could never get to. You were fed the normal hybrid pellets, they weren’t filling nor very nutritious as food would be, but it was cheaper than to feed another mouth with steak and potatoes every night. 

Yoongi leads you to a stool seated at the counter, and lifts you up to seat you. His hands around your waist makes you blush, you’ve never been touched like that before. It was kind of, nice.

If he saw your pink cheeks, he didn’t comment on them. Instead he went straight to the straight to the stove and pulled out a pot. He poured chicken broth into the pot and started to heat it up, as well as adding in some pieces of cooked chicken and noodles. He got a glass of water for you, and set it in front of you. 

You looked at the glass and then back at him. His eyebrows raised in question, “aren’t you thirsty?”

You bow your head, “you have to give me permission.”

Yoongi doesn’t know what to say, he’s never encountered a situation like this before. He sees how pale and skinny you are, how you have a few faint scares on your arms. He sees your ripped and dirty clothes, and he feels his face heat up in anger. “Listen to me Y/N, we are not your masters. We are all equals, you can do whatever you want in this house. You can eat and drink whenever you want, you never have to ask for permission,” his hand gently grazes your chin to lift it up, “you are not an animal, you’re a hybrid. You have rights.” 

His words brought about about a change in you. You don’t know exactly what it was, but something is happening in you. You can feel it. 

Yoongi’s breath caught in his through when he saw you smile at him. When you lifted the glass to your lips, he had to turn away and go back to the broth. The way you licked your lips before drinking the water had a heat treading through his body, going straight towards his dick. What was he thinking? How can he feel this way towards a girl that he just met? She needs help, and not that kind of help.

You finish the glass of water quickly, and take a deep breath. You smell the hybrid behind the door leading out of the kitchen, and you stiffen. He’s just standing there, and you can hear him pacing back and forth. A low warning whine leaves your through, causing the form to stop. Yoongi looks back at you and sees your ears back in warning and your tail lightly brushing back and forth behind you. You’re warning someone, but who?

He gets his answer when 3 other hybrids fall simultaneously into the kitchen from behind the swinging door. He sighs, looking at them. 

He looks at Taehyung, the German shepherd hybrid. He’s on top of Jimin, the calico cat hybrid, who is then on top of Jungkook, the bunny hybrid. 

You look at them with your head cocked, your ears forward in curiosity. You’re not as cautious of them, as they all look absolutely ridiculous in the entrance to the kitchen. 

“Yah! Why did you push?”

“I was trying to scent her! I wanted to know what hybrid she is!”

“You’re squishing my ears!” 

The three goofs then stand and try to straighten out their clothes. When they all finally get a look at you, they all unknowingly think together, she’s tiny. 

“Guys, don’t scare her. She’s still a little skittish about you guys, about me too.” Yoongi lazily says, but he shares a small wink with you, making your cheeks heat up again. You put your head down so your long hair goes in front of your face, giving them all a good view of your ears. 

“They’re so fluffy, can I pet them?” The calico cat hesitantly steps forward when you don’t immediately answer him. You cock your head again to the other side, debating on whether or not to let him touch you. He is a cat after all, and the pets that Jennie had given you after lights out were always nice and calming. 

He continues his way towards you, with all eyes are you two. When he reaches you, he looks in your eyes to silently ask one more time. When you blink, he knows that you won’t bite his hand off, but you’re still wary. He takes that as a sign to go slow, and when his hand grazes your ear, it flicks. 

Jimin closes his eyes and leans forward to finally place his hand behind your ear and begins to scratch. He sees your eyes close, and you try to hold back from leaning into his touch. You were about to start purring when a bowl of the soup is set in front of you, and Jimin’s hand leaves your head. 

“You should eat, and then we can get you into the bath.” You nod at Yoongi in thanks, your eyes already showing sparks of life. Yoongi has to tear his eyes away from your beautiful Y/E/C and looks at his donsaengs. “Let’s let her eat in peace guys.” Every nods to leave, but then your small voice makes them halt in their steps. 

“Wait! Can you stay with me?” Your eyes don’t leave Yoongi’s, and you also shift to Jimin asking him to stay. You feel at ease with these two cats, and if you were to be left alone in this big kitchen by yourself, you don’t know what you would do. 

They nod and pull up stools next to you while the other two sulk out of the kitchen. It’s not that you don’t like them, it’s that you don’t know them. You don’t know what kind of hybrids they were. Jennie was also a cat hybrid, a mountain lion. She was also a rare breed, but she was the first hybrid their master had gotten when he was a little boy. 

Yoongi’s warm brown eyes bore into you as you take the first sip of the soup. It explodes over your taste buds, and you perk in delight. You’ve never tasted something so delicious. You briefly feel a small hand going back over your ears and you lean into it. You’ve never felt so warm before. 

[1uckygold]

YES YES YEA NEW CHAPTER FOR CHANGING ONE’S TUNE AHHHHHHHH I LOVED IT I CANT WAIT TO SEE THE NEXT ONE WITH THE FIIIIGHT

I am so glad that you love it, thank you for your patience too! 🥰

I’ve been meaning to get it out but finals are coming up so studying is my top priority first… at least until they are done and over with!

I’ll try to get the next chapter out ASAP… who knows?

Maybe it will be an early Christmas gift 😉💜

[1uckygold]

AHHHHH I MISSED YOU AND CHANGING ONES TUNE OMGGGGG

I missed you too lovely!! 🥺💜

I’m glad that your enjoying the story and I apologize for all the late chapters, but do not worry! The story will keep going on! 🥰

Thank you for your patience, love, and support! I means so much 🙏🏻

[1uckygold]

Could I be added to the changing ones tune tag list? 😁

Hi lovely!

I can tag you in the next coming chapter that I hope to have out soon! 🥰💜

[1uckygold]

Hi I was already on the tag list for Changing Ones Tune but I changed my name. I was disregard-thefootsteps and now I’m friendlywraith. I just want to let you know going forward. I can’t wait for the next chapter and thanks for writing for us❤️

Hi lovely!

I remember, thank you for informing me of this sudden change! In the next coming chapter (Coming Soon, In Progress), I’ll be sure to change the name to the correct one in the tag list!

Also, you’re so very welcome! It puts a smile upon my face knowing you enjoy my writing 🥰💜

[1uckygold]

Sorry to bother you but could you possibly add me to the tag list for changing ones tune?🥺

Hi lovely!

It’s no bother at all, feel free to ask me anything—I can definitely add you in my next coming chapter! 🥰

[1uckygold]

IM SO CONFUSED??

i didnt even see you update changing ones tune!! sorry this is so random but i literally see everything else you post and now i’m a lil sad cause i couldn’t tell you immediately how mucH I LOVE THIS CHAPTER protective jin and namjoon/hybrids? amazin.

ig i should probably ask since you’re going to be more focused on college now, (which i totally support! go for it friend!) could i be added to the taglist for changing one’s tune? i would appreciate it sm!

Hi lovely!

I’m so sorry that you weren’t alerted of the new chapter post! I honestly don’t know what happened there…

But I am glad that you enjoyed it!! Hopefully, my next coming chapter you will get an alert this time! 💜

Also, of course! I’ll tag you in the next chapter, right now its a work progress so I hope to have it out soon.

College is important to me, but so are you my fellow lovelies. You’re support gives me the motivation to continue writing, don’t hesitate to ask or tell me anything because my schedule is more busy 🥰

Have a lovely day, Stay Gold!

[1uckygold]

Hi!! Can you please add me to the tag list of changing ones tune? I saw ur post abt college so take ur time and good luck!!

Hi lovely!

Of course, I can tag you in my next coming chapter. I do not know when I’ll have it out, but I already have an idea for it so hopefully I can get started on it ASAP! 💜

Also, thank you! I appreciate your support and patience 🥰

[1uckygold]

Hopefully you're doing well! I'm looking forward to the next chapter, thanks for the update, you distracted me from my breakdown for a bit haha 😅

I am thank you! 🥰

Also you’re welcome. I’m sorry you had a breakdown, but I’m glad that I was able to help even a little by distracting you! 💜