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guksthighs · 7 years ago

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Shark Attack ( ii )

Chapter 2: Querencia

one | two | three | four | five | six

Group: BTS

Pairing: V X READER

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Summary: Getting high leads to some bad choices.

Genre: fluff, angst, surfer au , shifter au

Length: 2.2k

A/N: this went from 3 parts to 6 parts, pls keep sending thoughts about it to keep me stoked dudes ;) but seriously any creative critism or just anything always helpful!!!

Warning: substance abuse ( weed )

“You can’t not get high, Y/N. It’s part of the rules,” Jeongguk held the spliff in your direction, but you were busy slaving away over your board, as you rubbed the wax into it. Taehyung hated waxing his board and he had already bribed you to do his, by promising you an uninterrupted week in the only bed in the caravan.

You turned to Jeongguk, still with his arm outstretched as he offered you the spliff, “Whatever you say Kook,” you replied with a laugh, a bit of scattered laughter echoing around the group of boys, most of them laying on their back’s in the dappled shade. But Jeongguk’s ears had turned a bright red, as he frowned at you before letting out a grunt and taking a long inhale himself,

“Don’t call me Kook. I’m not a new surfer and I don’t cause any problems compared to Tae.” The nickname, ‘Kook’, had always gotten on his nerves, but that just encouraged you to use it more as you enjoyed watching his nose twitch slightly and his muscles tense as would he try to think of a comeback.

But with a laugh, Jimin nudged him, leaning too far and collapsing on his shoulder, “the whole point of being called Kook is that you are unaware of causing problems so you wouldn’t know anyway.” Yoongi hushed Jimin a bit too loud and you looked towards Taehyung who was sitting on the edge of the circle.

Taehyung noticed your glance and beamed at you, taking an inhale of the spliff before blowing smoke rings in your direction, a trick he had been taught by Namjoon after the elder had boasted it was what got him, multiple girls, before he started dating Jin, a surfing lifeguard on the beach that Namjoon had been teaching young children how to surf.

By the time Taehyung’s smoke rings had reached you, the wisps of smoke had spread out but you still winked at him, trying not to laugh at the pride in his face, before you turned back to continue waxing the board.

When the surface seemed well covered, you smiled to yourself, before sitting next to Taehyung and snatching the spliff out of Jimin’s hands, smiling to yourself as you noticed how much was left, “does anyone have my weed from last night?” you looked at Taehyung because if anyone had it, it would be him as he had a talent of swiping other people’s and not buying his own.

“I didn’t have the honour of becoming acquainted with yours, although it is probably still hidden in your underwear drawer,” you glared at Taehyung as the boys looked at you, still confused.

Taehyung and you had grown up together and he had taught you the joys of surfing, soon you used all of your money saved to pay for college funds for boards and the caravan you had been calling home for almost two years.

Over time, you had widened your group of friends and yet they were always intrigued by your friendship, that always held the tinges of sexual tension, held heated stares and knowledge of discreet facts.

But as your mind returned to the dappled shade you were currently sitting in, you tried to tune in as Jeongguk brought up the topic of how to deter a shark and you laughed at how adamant he was about hitting a shark in the nose to make it pass out when you knew for a fact that did nothing.

But eventually you decided to let the conversation lull you into a peaceful state, and it wasn’t long before your body began to feel heavier and your mouth began to dry, you let out a sigh of happiness and paused at the sound. A sound that could also sound like a moan of pleasure, like the feeling you got when you surfed and you fell onto the hot sand, before sitting back up, “This is my querencia.”

“You’re not Joon, Y/N, why do you always get like this?” Taehyung had just been thinking about what it would be like to have sex in his shark form and your use of a weird word had broken his concentration of the fantasy, so now he had to know what it meant, as he whined to you, “What does it mean?”

You smirked at him, tapping your nose before deciding that would be too mean and you were in no position to risk losing your bed privileges, so you began to explain slowly as if to children, which you would argue he was, “A Querencia is somewhere that feels like home where you are free to be yourself.” Namjoon hummed in agreement before he gasped, snapping his fingers for attention,

“It also is a part of the bullring in Spanish,” Taehyung laughed at you, and as you growled at him, you felt your head tingle and as you heard the waves crashing amplify, you realised you had accidentally shifted.

“That’s what you get for trying to be clever,” he was still laughing, an annoying fake laugh that hurt your ears and you tried to think of a way to shut him up. But as your lips sealed over his, you realised there were most likely better options than your chosen method, especially when his lips turned cold and wet under you and as you opened your eyes, he had fully shifted.

But you all burst into hysterics, the boy who boasted about how good he was with girls had just fully shifted having been kissed. But as you stroked his damp back slightly, you tried to understand why he was struggling so much if he could just shift back until you remembered that sharks live in the water, and he was going to die.

This sudden panic had tingles running throughout your body, and before you knew it you had shifted as well, the group’s laughter increased but you had one job and that was to get him into the water somehow, even in this form that you had no idea how to return to normal.

Without giving it much thought, your teeth sunk into his caudal fin and he began to thrash around more before with a low growl his body went limp as you bounded towards the sea, suddenly grateful for the speed that came with being a tiger shifter.

When you finally got to the sea, you continued to run before finally dropping him into the water, but you had lost interest in him, now enjoying the sea and the way the water felt against your fur, your paws paddling against the water before Taehyung swam over to slap you in the face with a tail.

For a while, you didn’t care as you let yourself feel weightless, but then you began to come down from your high, becoming more aware of the cramp that was developing in your legs and that you had no idea how to shift back. You faintly remembered your mother teaching you what to do, desperately clinging to the dregs of memory that shifted like sand in your mind, until finally, you remembered what to do.

The trick was to imagine what you looked like as a human, what it felt like to pick things up with your fingers and walk on two feet, anything to break away from the tiger mentality your body was currently stuck in; as you tentatively opened your eyes before grinning when you caught sight of your long, tanned limbs treading water.

Taehyung weaved between your legs, his fins tickling your legs and with a deep breath you dunked your head under the water to try and grab onto him to force him to shift back, and when with a sharp flick of his tail he was facing you; you were unsure if it was the weed still running in your veins that gave you the confidence to do it, but your hands cupped Taehyung’s shark face as you planted a kiss on his nose, laughing when he nuzzled into your face, the bubbles escaping blocking your view.

With a gasp, you resurfaced for a breath, letting out another laugh as taehyung nuzzled into your hands, the way he craved love and attention had always intrigued you, but you still scratched his nose slightly. Taehyung, unlike most shifters, said he didn’t have a preference between both forms and you could see it in the ease that he swam with.

The waves had calmed, lapping at your shoulders as you started moving towards backwards with Taehyung nudging your back every now and then, until you hit your foot on a rock, hopping in the water before you fell, trying to turn and kick Taehyung as the pain throbbed in your foot.

But as the tears started to collect in your eyes, you watched Taehyung leap into the air as he shifted, falling back into the water with a loud splash and laugh. Before he jumped out again with his arms spread, engulfing you before he dragged you under the water that stung your open eyes, although it meant you could see the small bubbles escape from his mouth as his mouth spread into a smile. Under the water, everything seemed to move slower, and as his arms moved up from behind your back until his fingers were slightly digging into your scalp, you smiled at him slightly confused as he pulled you into him as he planted a kiss on your lips as the waves began to crash overhead.

Taehyung pulled away when you pulled away to release bubbles that ran up his face, and he let out a laugh before being forced to rise to the surface to breathe; pulling you with him before gasping loudly when your heads surfaced. But as you watched him gasp for breath, his muscles shifting with every breath you began to wonder what the kiss meant, and as always he could tell he had confused you, “Dude, you saved my life, so I had to repay you.”

You sighed, running a hand over your face before pushing your hair back because you knew him and you could tell by the fact he wasn’t looking you in the eye that what he had said wasn’t the entire truth, “Or is it because you wanted to see if I would shift?”

Taehyung’s eyes widened at your statement and smug smile, he forgot that you could read him like an open book. But you weren’t looking at him anymore, your back turned as you began to walk out of the water and as Taehyung watched your figure leave, he wondered what the kisses you had shared meant. They weren’t like the usual chaste ones, followed by giggles and nudging; the first one had held for longer than needed and he still remembered the slightly salty taste and warmth that radiated from you and soon he was running through the water to catch up.

By the time Taehyung reached the beach, you had collapsed on the golden sand with your hair coated in bits of sand, as you tried to let the sun dry but as you were cast into shadows, you opened your eyes, just to find Taehyung with his hips, grinning at you with a broad smile, before his eyes widened and crinkled slightly at the sides as he seemed to think of an idea running towards the waves as he bent over, poking at the sand as you propped yourself on your elbows to watch him with a small smile.

When you finally got bored of watching him, laying back on the sea so you could dry off, the midday sun was hot on your skin, and you hummed in pleasure at the warmth it provided, looking forward to shaking the sand off your back and climbing into bed for a nap.

But your plans never came true; as something cold, hard and wet landed on your arm causing you to leap up in shock only to be forced onto your back again by Taehyung, who was holding a handful of shells and had a massive grin, “I’m giving you an infamous TaeTae shell massage!” He continued to place the shells on your limbs, but he could see how unimpressed you were even if you were staying still until he placed a particularly cold one on top of your belly button,

“It can’t be infamous if this is the first I’ve heard of it,” you still stayed still though, enjoying the calming feeling of the shells although you would never admit it to him, and Taehyung knew you liked the feeling. So he just grunted, his eyebrows drawn into a frown due to the concentration he was putting into placing them correctly,

“Oy idiots, get over here. We’re pulling straws for lunch and if you don’t pull one, you’re going to get the washing up duty.” Namjoon called over, and your eyes shot open to catch Taehyung’s both of you freezing before he stuck out his tongue, leaping up from his crouching position as he sprinted towards the group as you struggled to get up, with all the shells falling off of you,

“KIM TAEHYUNG, GET BACK HERE YOU KOOK!” Jeongguk’s head whipped around at the sound of his name, to the laughter of the boys as you chased after Taehyung, it seemed you always were.

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