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voiceswithoutlips · 4 years ago

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Calico - Chapter One

— pairing: Hybrid ot7 x Human Reader (Female) — genre: hybrid AU , fluff, angst, slow burn (like real slow), eventual smut — word count: 1.8K — Rating: M — warnings: trauma, mention of past abuse.

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— chapter summary:

Y/N runs a animal shelter, Calico was built on a simple principle, to help those who were in need. What will Y/N do when her sanctuary is threatened by an unexpected hybrid?

— A/N: This is going to be a series, I’m just getting back to writing, so I’d really appreciate your input and feedback <3

Ch. 2 Ch. 3 Ch. 3.5 Ch. 4 Ch. 5 Ch. 6

“So do you like your new puppy?” I asked the little girl that was trying to hold a squirming golden retriever pup. She frantically nodded her head. How cute!

“Congratulations on the new addition to your family! We’ll send someone for an inspection soon but I don't see how there can be any problems,” I reassured the parents. They were proudly beaming at their daughter, I doubt they even heard what you said.

“I’m going to name him Bubbles!” Sana squeaked excitedly as the family left with their new pet. I suppressed a giggle, I was a sucker for cuteness.

Seeing one of our animals get adopted was the best feeling in the world. Running a shelter was not the easiest thing in the world, grumpy animals, grumpy humans and an abundance of body fluids to clean up but it was rewarding. Calico was a no-kill shelter, a privately owned animal shelter. The upside was that we didn’t have to rely on the government for funding, the downside was the paperwork. Every animal that came to the shelter had to be meticulously checked and catalogued.

The legalities were another headache. Most animals that came to Calico were rescues. We worked with several animal rights organizations that collected evidence and built cases against the owners. Sometimes we got rescues that weren’t exactly legal so we had to get the evidence and build the case ourselves. That’s why Calico had Song Hwa, a badass lawyer. She was just five feet tall but she could stare down men twice her size.

“One down, two to go,” Jason said as he plopped down on the couch in your office. He was the head veterinarian at Calico, overseeing the health of the animals. He was also my best friend.

“We have three potential families visiting tomorrow. How’s Hector doing?” I asked as I stretched in your chair.

“He’s good but I’m still against the name Hector. He looks more like a Raphael,” Jason said with a frown. Last week one of our animal handlers Shownu found a box near the shelter’s gate. There was a small turtle in it, the poor thing was injured. Jason had to amputate his left hind leg because it was infected.

“I’m not naming him after a mutant turtle. He’s a one legged turtle from the sea, he’s a pirate and nothing you say will change my mind,” I had named him after Hector Barbosa from Pirates of the Carribean movies after I won the rock paper scissors tournament against Jason.

“Dorks,” Hana scoffed from the corner. She was the one who dealt with the potential families, showing them around the shelter, doing background checks and whatnot. I was the one who sealed the deal and dealt with the paperwork. I was terrible at social niceties, somehow I always ended up saying the wrong thing and had the worst timing in the history of humanity.

Before Jason and I could retaliate Moonji burst through the door. “He’s back, Yonu is here,” he was breathless. He must’ve ran here all the way from the gates. Moonji was the other animal handler, he was a retired botanist with a wife and two daughters.

We all collectively sighed. Yonu was a proud member of Animal Liberation Front, an extremist group or as the government would like to call them “animal rights terrorists”. Once in a blue moon Yonu would drop by without a warning to drop off rescued lab animals, he had a thing against scientists. The problem was that they were illegally acquired so we had to lie on the paperwork. Every time Yonu visited Calico, it was a stress fest for everyone, well everyone except Yonu.

I reluctantly made my way to the exam room. Yonu was standing there bickering with Song Hwa with a box of rabbits.

“We are NOT taking in the rabbits unless you tell us where you got them!” Song Hwa put her foot down.

“It's classified,” Yonu said with a grin.

“Then take them back,” Song Hwa was staring daggers at him.

“Yonu, you know we need to clear the legal side of things,” I shook my head, he knew how things worked. Usually he would brag about his conquest, giving us in depth details about his adventures. Sometimes he brought back research and documents for evidence.Something didn’t sit right with me. Where did he get the rabbits? Why wouldn’t he tell us?

“Sorry sugar, can’t share the details this time,” I sighed at his nickname. One day Yonu discovered that I didn’t like sugar in my coffee and he decided to start calling me Sugar. He was one annoying bastard.

Jason was already weighing the rabbits and taking their temperature. No matter what methods Yonu used to ‘rescue’ the animals, we always took them in. Song Hwa always said I was too soft, she didn’t know how wrong she was.

There were seven rabbits in total. All white with long ears and pink noses. They were unusually small. “Yonu did you kidnap kittens?” I frowned as I leaned in to take a closer look.

“No they are all adult males,” Jason interjected. He was checking them one by one, taking their blood to run tests, checking their limbs for any injuries, it was a routine procedure.

“Aren’t they too small?” they were.

“Maybe they are like those toy poodles… toy bunnies?” Song Hwa suggested. It could be or maybe their growth was stunted. Either way, I didn’t like it, something was off about this, I just couldn’t put my finger on it.

Jason was running blood panels in the lab as I took over the paperwork. The rabbits were safely left in a hatch outside in the garden. Yonu had miraculously disappeared as soon as we turned our backs and I was starting to get a headache.

The rabbits barely showed any movement when they were being examined. They were practically limp in Jason’s hands. They had clearly been abused. I didn’t like the blank look in their eyes. Most of the time if the animal was scared it’d get defensive and lash out, it was a good sign, it meant that it still had its faculties. These rabbits didn’t make a squeak as they were moved to a new place, it was worrying. I just hoped they weren’t too far gone.

“We have a problem,” Jason said as soon as I entered the lab. He was sitting in front of the computer, double checking the results.

“This day just keeps getting better,” I murmured as I leaned in to see what he was looking at. Not that I could make any sense of it.

“One of the rabbits is a hybrid,” did I hear that right?

“Come again?” did he just say what I thought he said?

“We have a hybrid in our hatch,” my heart sank.

The presence of a hybrid posed a threat to Calico. Not because he was dangerous, but because he was stolen. The laws regarding hybrids were still primitive in most countries. They were basically slaves to the system, regarded as sub-human. Hybrids were considered as property, something to be owned. Rare animal hybrids were highly sought after by the wealthy to show off their status. So technically the rabbit hybrid in our hatch belonged to someone, we had no right to keep him here. If his owner found out, they would sue us. If the government found that we were keeping a stolen hybrid they’d shut us down.

“Let’s just send him to a hybrid shelter,” Shownu huffed. The staff was gathered in your office for an emergency meeting.

“Most of those shelters have terrible conditions. Why not just keep him here, we have license to house hybrids, it's not that big of a deal,” Jason said.

“Might I remind you that he is stolen. We can’t keep him here, we have a shelter inspection next week,” Song Hwa frowned.

Few months ago we had decided to expand Calico to accommodate hybrids too, we had enough room to do so. We had constructed a hybrid “enclosure” as per the government guidelines. They had sent us the requirements. … they wanted us to put people in cages. We all collectively agreed that no hybrid will ever be housed in that place. No matter what anyone said, they were still human.

“We can’t just abandon him, who knows what those lab people did to him,” Hana retaliated and an argument broke out. I knew they loved this place, they all wanted what’s good for the shelter. This wasn’t this first time we had to lie but having a hybrid was different. None of us had ever dealt with a hybrid before, even if we decided to keep him, what then? But I knew I couldn’t hand him over. Calico was built on a simple principle, to help those who were in need. And that rabbit hybrid needed our help.

“Enough. We took in the animals that Yonu had brought before because they needed help. We’ve lied on the documents and it’s no different this time. That hybrid needs our help, we just need to come up with a plan,” I passed the verdict. Not everyone liked it but I knew they’d never let me down.

After the stressful day all I wanted to do was curl up on the couch with Jason and watch TV. Our house was on the edge of the property, secluded in the forest. It was a country cottage with a private garden. YouI stopped by the rabbit hatch on my way back. The poor bunnies were all squished together in a corner, scared of the new environment and the open space outside.

I couldn’t tell which one was the hybrid as I leaned in to take a look. Looking for him was no use. Maybe talking would work. I sat down beside the hatch with a sigh.

“I know you’re there,” I said quietly. “It must’ve been scary huh? Being taken from the lab. Yonu, the man who brought you here, he’s a good person. He only wanted to help. His methods aren’t always ….well savory but his heart was in the right place. Do you know what this place is? It's called Calico, it's a shelter for animals. We take care of animals who need help and find them a new home.

“This is my sanctuary. Nobody will hurt you here. You don’t have to be scared. You are safe here, I’m going to keep you safe, okay?” One of the rabbits was looking at me, he quickly ducked his head as he caught my gaze. I smiled, he was listening.

“You must be hungry huh? Rabbits only get veggies and greens, don’t you want to eat pizza, and ice cream, and pancakes, maybe some sashimi…” I rambled on about food, about Calico and the staff, inside the hatch a bunny was listening intently to my stories.

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btsinwonderland · 8 years ago

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Love Me Better - Ch. 15

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The day she dreaded had finally arrived. She walked into Minhyuk's room to see him finish up packing. He had a small pile of folded clothes beside the suitcase and put them inside it before he zipped it up.

"Don't forget your toothbrush," Vy said half heartedly.

He smiled and went to her for a tight embrace. She felt her eyes burn a little but tried to contain herself.

"I promise I'll be back as quick as possible," he said into her hair. "The time will go by quickly, we'll just have to keep ourselves busy."

His melodious voice broke into her emotions and tears fell from her eyes. She started laughing nervously. "I'm sorry I'm acting like a clingy teenager right now..."

He let go of their embrace just enough to cup her face in both his hands. His eyes twinkled in a sea of black and brown darkness.

"Vy...I love you. I know it's been a short time, but that doesn't change how I feel."

Her senses lit on fire at his words, she was worried for a second that she misheard. She looked up at him with shiny eyes and an anxious expression. She started to say something when Minhyuk pressed his lips onto hers so fiercely she forgot where she was anymore.

Her head whirled at the feeling of his lips, the soft warmth mixed with the aggressive action was dizzying. Her hands reached up to his neck and she held him there, his hair brushed her fingertips with soft tendrils.

He held her tightly against him and pulled away so he could look at her again. He pushed aside her hair and hugged her once more breathing in her scent.

"I'm sorry..." he whispered so low she did not hear it.

The next day she woke up at the crack of dawn to meet her slave driver in the basement. It had been two weeks since they started and she had her days of despising him but learning to fight was enjoyable.

He waited by the mats as usual in shorts and a t shirt that seemed slightly too small for him. His biceps bulged in the light and he stared at her with an evil look. She had gotten used to his demented style of teaching at this point.

Every day it was a new approach, every single time they trained he would be waiting for her in a different way. She was supposed to grab him with intent and try to pin him down. However, it usually ended up with her on the floor or in some sort of locked position.

This time he gave her a stare down and flexed his muscles like gorilla. He breathed heavily through his nostrils and even stomped his foot once. The veins in his neck looked strained and though she thought it was comical there was something very dangerous about it all.

She took a breath and ran towards him. Yelling, she tried to use the new tactic he taught her by hooking her leg around his neck but he easily grabbed her ankle and pushed her backwards.

She landed with a thud and jumped back up. This warm up lasted about ten minutes until Wonho got sick of it and then grabbed her by the leg and pushed her down onto her stomach. His body weight pinned her down helplessly and she tapped out.

"Ahh haven't you been learning anything I taught you?" He said.

He helped her up and began the ruthless regiment. They only stopped for water breaks and food and went until sundown. Her muscles ached each night and she began to grow weary.

When she laid in bed all she could think of was Minhyuk. In the blink of an eye a week had passed since he left and the only thing that kept her going was to see his proud expression when he returned. She wanted to do better to show him she was more than just the girl who ran away from home.

After another week she felt her spirits begin to rise. The early mornings no longer hurt and her body was getting used to the long hours of activity. She even began to stay after their training sessions and continue her work outs.

On the beginning of the third week Minhyuk had been gone, she went downstairs as was routine. Wonho was not there. He was nowhere to be found. She smiled at the challenge. Wonho no longer kept track of her hours training and she believed he would underestimate her. She would use it to her advantage.

She casually walked around breathing low and evenly. "Looks like he's finally late, can't wait to harp on that bastard..." she said.

She walked up to a punching bag and started wrapping her fingers with tape. The tape made a ripping sound as she removed it from the roll. Her ears were hyper aware and she heard the lowest shuffling sound and immediately ran forward when she felt the brush of a hand on her back.

Wonho ran behind her and got her in a headlock and was about to push her up against the wall. However, she lifted her legs and ran up the wall, flipping over him and knocked him down to the ground. She wrapped her legs around his neck and pinned his arms down.

"Hah! Yes!" She was elated.

He stayed still and she tightened her legs roughly. He laughed when the breath was knocked out of him and tapped out. When she let him go he gave her a different look. One she had not seen before. It was a surprised expression but with a hint of possible respect. Dare she go as far to think that?

"Looks like you're not a lost cause, maybe I can teach you a thing or two..." Wonho said.

It was the highest she had felt in a while. Her heart raced with excitement and she felt absolutely on top of the world.

They continued for a few more hours when he picked up a towel and threw it at her. "Let's go."

"Are we done already?"

Wonho smirked and started walking away, "I see dedication, so we can take a proper break. Do you like barbecued meat?"

They drove to a restaurant in downtown, it was on the belt line and looked quite dingy. The exterior walls were a faded yellow and the neon sign flashed loudly.

"It looks like a shit hole but they have the best barbecue here I swear," Wonho said.

She thought he was going to open the door for her and smiled. However he saw someone he recognized inside and walked in without a thought. The door almost slammed in her face and she rolled her eyes.

"What do I expect..." she muttered under her breath.

The grill was fired up in front of them and a stout older man brought them plates and plates of meat. She looked at it and immediately her stomach growled and her mouth watered.

She had never had food like this before and Wonho took all the meats and laid them out in a specific order on the grill. They ordered side items and he told her which ones would go well with which meats. He cooked everything and set it on her plate.

The food was heavenly in her mouth, she dipped the meat in several sauces and ate it with rice and potatoes. What a sight it was to realize how much her appetite had grown since before the training. She could eat heaps more food and that was just what she did.

She noticed Wonho left several times during the meal to go talk to the old man. Vy felt like it was more than just small talk after the third time he got up. When he came back she asked him about it.

"You didn't just bring us here for food did you," she said.

Wonho smirked and gave a slight nod. "Surprised you caught on, you looked a little busy shovelling all that food in."

He paused when some more customers came in. The owner led them to a table far away from theirs.

"We're actually on an assignment. Shownu told me to bring you in as soon as I thought you would be okay to use."

Vy's eyes widened, "you mean we're partners?"

Wonho looked her dead in the eyes, "we're not partners. You're just a tag-a-long intern who will not fuck anything up. Understand? The only reason you're here is because Shownu said I wouldn't get any assignments if I didn't do this one with you."

At this point none of Wonho's words affected her much when he spoke that way. Though for just a tiny bit it stung. She just nodded at him silently and thanked him for the food.

"The owner of this restaurant is one of my guys, he observes for me. The last thing he observed was a shady looking sidewalk hustler from our side doing a deal with a cleaned up guy who looked like he was on the other side."

Vy was trying to stay with his statement but she was confused, "okay so someone sold drugs to someone else but what do you mean by our side and the other side?"

"Oh I forgot nobody told you these things...here we go..." he took a deep breath and a chug of water. "The seven of us are The Clan. We are a sub group of a large organization under the Park family. They own us pretty much and we're loyal to them. There's a lot of sub groups under the Park family and those groups are like brother and sister groups to us. Now there's another big player in the city who the Park's have a truce with, they're equally as powerful so to war with them is just a bad idea. They are called the Hanamuri family, they also have sub groups like we do, but we say they're on the other side because we don't associate with them as per the truce. The Hanamuri stick to theirs and we stick to ours."

He stuck an ice cube in his mouth and began to chew while she let the information sink in. So far his explanation cleared her mind a little but she felt there were still many questions.

"So are you saying that a drug pusher from the Park side, our side, sold stuff to a Hanamuri subordinate?" She said.

He nodded. "It's not the most shocking thing to happen but it's fishy enough we should look into it. I have a file of our assignment in the car you can take a look at it when we're done here.” He then got up and went over to the bar and ordered a drink which she thought was odd. It was then she noticed that the owner slipped Wonho a small piece of paper along the bottom of the drink. She scarfed down the rest of her food and they left.

She looked through the file and saw that they were checking out a small discrepancy in drug weigh-ins compared to the accumulated amount of income. Wonho drove and glanced at her confused expression.

“Yeah this is probably the most basic task we could be doing, it’s most likely nothing. Either the idiot messed up the numbers or took a few hits for himself. When we’re done with this we’re going to talk to Shownu and you’re going to tell him you want to work with someone else. Deal? You can go work with your boyfriend...”

Vy blushed at his words and looked away. The last thing she wanted was a relationship conversation with Wonho.

“So where are we going now?” She said.

"The owner gave me the address of our guy that did the deal, he might have some answers.”

They pulled into a tiny alley behind a row of small houses. The houses had paint peeling off the sides and looked like they were holding it together by a thread. They approached a grove of trees and found their way into the backyard. Wonho turned to her and put a finger to his lips, she nodded.

The lawn was a complete jungle and the grass went up to her knees. They fished through it as quietly as possible and noticed that a window was open. They hid below it and heard a voice from inside.

“Yeah I’m selling as fast as I can, can you tell him to get off my ass! It’s not easy, I gotta sell double just to make it look normal. There’s only so much I can skim off before they’ll notice!”

Wonho looked at Vy and signalled her to go around the front while he would go through the back door. Her first mission seemed fairly simple though her heart was pounding loudly and she was already sweating. She tiptoed away and mistakenly did not notice a twig in the grass, it snapped loudly and the talking immediately stopped. She ran to the front to see a man pop through the front door and begin to run.

“Fuck! Run after him!” Wonho yelled from behind her.

She started pursuing the man down the street. He carried a satchel with him and was sprinting like his life depended on it. Her body was in full focus and she just let her legs follow him as fast as she could. They came to a bridge that went into downtown and the man ran across it and threw his satchel into the river below. She looked to the side but decided to keep pursuing him instead. People began to stare at them but she paid them no mind.

They ran several blocks and she felt her stamina wane slightly but it looked as though he was slowing down more than her. She smiled when she was within a few feet of him. He zigzagged across the road and for one second he looked back and she was almost upon him.

It was then a car came to a screeching halt and crashed right into him, she felt the wind from the impact right in front of her face and looked at the ground in terror. The man she pursued was in a pile on the asphalt in a large pool of blood and bone fragments. A scream erupted from around her and she felt someone grab her and take her away. It was Wonho he walked her away from the scene and put his coat around her to cover the blood on her shirt. They walked into a fast food restaurant and he told her to clean up before going outside again.

She looked at herself in the mirror and could only stand there and stare. There were flecks of blood on her face and no amount of water seemed to remove it. It felt as though her whole face was itchy and covered in the man’s blood. She panted and the room felt nauseating. The image of his bloody demise flashed before her eyes repeatedly and she only wished that was something that she could have prepared for. All the weights, running, and training suddenly fell away and she was back to the scared and fucked up place she was before. She fell to her knees and cried as Wonho knocked on the door for her to hurry up.

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