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TOTW Chapter 13 | BTS

𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝗈𝗍𝟩 𝗑 𝗈𝖼!𝗁𝗒𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝖳𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾/𝖺𝗎: 𝖥𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝖯𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖠𝖴, 𝖧𝗒𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖽 𝖠𝖴, 𝖭𝗈𝗇-𝖨𝖽𝗈𝗅 𝖠𝖴 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: 𝖨𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖱𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌, 𝖢𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖪𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖲𝗁𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖠𝗇𝖺𝗅, 𝖥𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋, 𝖡𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝖲𝖾𝗑, 𝖠𝗅𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖺!𝖲𝖾𝗈𝗄𝗃𝗂𝗇, 𝖯𝗂𝖾𝖽-𝖡𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖲𝗁𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝖳𝖺𝗂𝗅 𝖲𝗇𝖺𝗄𝖾!𝖸𝗈𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗂, 𝖧𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗇!𝖭𝖺𝗆𝗃𝗈𝗈𝗇, 𝖧𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗇!𝖧𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗈𝗄, 𝖧𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗇!𝖩𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗇, 𝖧𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗇!𝖳𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗀, 𝖪𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗈!𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄, 𝖰𝗎𝗈𝗅𝗅!𝖮𝖢 𝗐𝖼: 5.1𝖪

"𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑'𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑'𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑑𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤 𝑢𝑝 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒." - 𝐽𝑎𝑛𝑒 𝐹𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑎

a/n: i promise i have not given up on this story. my life is falling apart at the seams, so i've been deal with that. thank you for reading and showing this story so much love and support! taglist is still open, as well as character asks!

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“Wait, wait!”

“Stop fucking moving!”

“Language!”

“Jungkook, stop!”

Taehyung and Jimin shout over each other as they try to wrestle Jungkook into a custom quoll pouch that Taehyung made himself. It’s a fake kangaroo pocket, almost like an oversized hoodie pocket that Jungkook can wear while in his animal form to carry Imani around easily. Since Jungkook shifted into a Kangaroo, the others noticed that he tends to carry the little quoll in his arms and it doesn’t look comfortable for either of them.

Jungkook huffs and shakes his head, trying to push Taehyung away from him without hurting the human. He doesn’t like the tan and brown pouch that Taehyung is holding. It looks weird and he would much rather be cuddling with his hyungs while Imani is asleep, tucked in his arms. Seokjin’s hoofs clip-clop on the hardwood flooring as he makes his way over to the trio and Imani is perched on his back, her black fur a stark contrast to his cotton white.

Seokjin snorts, his face twisted into what Jimin will assume is a frown before Seokjin headbutts Jungkook’s side. The kangaroo settles down and Taehyung clips the pouch around his back and steps away with his hands raised in front of his chest.

“Done!” Taehyung announces and Jungkook just stares at him, his large eyes unimpressed with the new contraption attached to him. Taehyung sighs and rolls his eyes, “Don’t look at me like that Kook. This is safer for you and Imani.”

“Put her in it!” Jimin beams as he scoops Imani from Seokjin’s back. “Let’s see this bad boy in action.”

Carefully, Jimin hands Imani over to Taehyung and Taehyung easily slips the little quoll into the pouch. The material sags in the middle and everyone holds their breath as Imani wiggles around. Her beady black eyes peek out from the opening of the pouch and she chirps while settling deeper into the warmth from Jungkook’s body that seeps into the enclosed space.

“She loves it!” Taehyung beams, proud of himself and Seokjin lowers his head to sniff at the pouch and nudges it with his snout. Imani’s nose twitches and her two tiny front paws rest on the opening before she presses her nose against Seokjin’s.

“Should we go for a walk in the garden? Give it a test run?” Jimin wonders as he watches Yoongi come slithering out from the nest.

Squatting down with his arm outstretched, Jimin smiles at the snake as Yoongi slinks his way up the length of his arm and drapes himself over Jimin’s shoulders loosely.

“You want to tag along, hyung?”

Jimin giggles as Yoongi’s tongue flicks against his cheek and Jimin kisses the top of the snake's head. Making sure that all the hybrids are accounted for, Jimin and Taehyung head over to the elevator and head down to the ground floor. Stepping off the elevator, Jimin leads the hybrids to the backyard while Taehyung stops by the kitchen to grab a few bottles of water, two bowls and some snacks.

The weather is nice, the sun is out with a scattering of clouds in the bright blue sky. The air is a little on the cooler side but with the sun, the ground is warm and Jimin doesn’t worry about Yoongi freezing as he sets the snake in the grass. Seokjin stays close to Jungkook as the kangaroo hops around the yard with Imani still in the pouch. Taehyung steps outside and inhales deeply, a large smile forming on his face as he looks at his family. Jimin sits on a stone bench, his gaze soft as he keeps track of Yoongi slithering in the flowers.

Silently, Taehyung sets the bowls on the ground and fills them halfway with water for the hybrids to drink easily. He sits beside Jimin on the bench and links their pinkies together as they sit in silence. The sound of birds chirping mixes with Seokjin’s hums and Jungkook’s barks as the two larger hybrids chase each other around. Imani whines as she tries to crawl out of the pouch, wanting to be held in Taehyung’s arms.

The scent of freshly budding sunflowers, warm in the sunlight and thirsty for life, makes Jungkook stop hopping around and he goes over to Taehyung and Jimin. He tries to dig into the pouch and Taehyung is quick to stop him. Carefully, Taehyung removes Imani from the pouch and Jimin unclasps it from around Jungkook’s back; folding the ends and setting it beside him on the bench. Imani’s tail wraps around Taehyung’s wrist and she presses her wet nose into the exposed skin.

Taehyung runs a hand over Imani’s fur and hums as he sits with Imani in his lap. Her nose is cold against his skin, but it’s not uncomfortable. The tiny puffs of breath against his skin are warm and it makes Taehyung’s heart squeeze joyfully in his chest. Seokjin walks over to the water and drinks a little before he goes to investigate the flowers where he last saw Yoongi. Jungkook plops down on a warmed patch of grass, the sun shining on him as his eyes start to drop. Imani’s head tilts to the side as she watches the kangaroo and she chirps from her warm seat in Taehyung’s lap.

“Set her down, Tae.”

Taehyung looks up from where he is petting Imani in his lap to Jimin who is smiling with teasing eyes. Taehyung lifts Imani to his face and the little quoll sniffs the space between them quickly before she boops her nose against Taehyung’s. He laughs and kisses the top of her head before he carefully sets her on the ground. Imani’s tail unwraps from Taehyung’s wrist and she scurries over to Jungkook, climbing onto his back and curling up into a ball to sunbathe with him. Seokjin joins the other hybrids with Yoongi coiled around his long neck loosely.

“Looks like it’s naptime,” Jimin giggles and Taehyung yawns loudly making Jimin laugh harder. “We can leave the door open for them, Jungkook knows how to use the elevator.”

Taehyung nods his head and stands up, offering his hand to Jimin who happily takes it.

“We’ll be inside if you need us.” Taehyung informs the hybrids. “There is water and snacks for you all if you get a little hungry.”

Jimin leans into Taehyung’s side and wraps an arm around his waist, “We’ll make lunch later on and wake you all up if you’re still sleeping.”

Hoseok is tired. Today felt like it would never end and coming home to his pack was all he wanted. As he waits for the elevator to reach the nesting floor, Hoseok yawns loudly and rubs at his eyes. He wants to shower and cuddle with his pack before he passes out for the rest of the night. He wonders what Taehyung made for dinner and has half a mind to shoot a text but holds off since he will be able to check for himself in a moment. The doors to the elevator open and Hoseok screams when he comes face to face with a pissed off looking alpaca.

“You scared me hyung!” Hoseok whines with his hand over his heart and Seokjin grunts, holding his ground. “Um, hyung you need to move, so I can get out.” Hoseok tries to take a step and Seokjin snaps at him.

“Hey!”

Seokjin’s usually warm eyes are dark and he refuses to let Hoseok off the elevator. Pulling his phone from his pocket, Hoseok sees that he has a bunch of missed calls from Taehyung and Jimin, along with a few texts. Looking over the text messages quickly, Hoseok’s eyes widen as he reads the last text from Namjoon. Looks like the hybrids have become hostile towards them and need time to bond with Imani without them. His head snaps up to Seokjin and he frowns.

“Sorry, hyung…I-I’ll leave you alone.” Hoseok blinks his eyes quickly, feeling as they start to burn and he presses the button for the elevator doors to close. Now alone, Hoseok chokes on a sob and shakes his head. He knows that it really has nothing to do with him. It’s instinct but it still hurts. Calling Jimin, Hoseok waits for the younger to answer the phone.

“Hobi hyung! Where are you?”

“...On the elevator. Where are you and Tae?”

“We’re in your room and we ordered take-in.”

“I’ll be here.”

Hoseok hangs up and presses the button for his floor. Looks like he will spend the night with Jimin and Taehyung since Namjoon is still working and will most likely stay out. On the third floor, Hoseok wipes at his eyes and clears his throat as he makes his way to his room. Opening the door, Hoseok sees that Jimin and Taehyung have gathered a bunch of pillows and blankets to make a nest of sorts on the floor. Hoseok joins them, falling into Jimin’s arms and allowing his younger lovers to fuss over him. Containers of take away sit at the edge of the messy nest, some opened but most closed.

“Namjoonie hyung is coming home now,” Taehyung explains softly as he digs his fingers into the tender skin of Hoseok’s hands and knobby knuckles. “The hybrids need some time without us to get used to Imani and figure out their dynamic.”

“I saw the text,” Hoseok sighs.

“You’re upset about it.”

It’s a statement and one that Hoseok cannot deny.

“It was a rough day…I’m just being sensitive.”

“Hyung-” Jimin starts to scold but the sound of footsteps echoing in the hallway catches their attention.

Namjoon comes barging into the room, his chest is heaving up and down and he is panting. He must have run up the steps. Seeing his three lovers on the floor, Namjoon quickly goes to them and gathers all three in his arms. Tears fall from Hoseok’s eyes and Jimin’s bottom lip trembles but he doesn’t cry. Taehyung buries his face in the crook of Namjoon’s neck and sighs in relief. Hoseok’s tears burn Namjoon’s skin, tiny jewels full of sorrow as his love cries in his arms.

Namjoon mummers sweet nothing to the three of them, holding them in his arms as tightly as he can. They know that the hybrids mean no ill will but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. Namjoon described it in the text the best way he knew how. He told them to picture a dog that just had her pups. She is thankful for the help that her owners give but at the end of the day she would like to be left alone with her pups. Right now, that is how the others are. They appreciate all the help that has been given but now is the time for them to step back and allow for the hybrids to care for Imani in their own ways.

“You got him, Joon hyung?” Taehyung asks as he slowly pulls his face away from his shoulder. “We can give you some time…”

Namjoon pecks Taehyung’s lips and nuzzles their noses together, “Get some rest. I’m here if you need me.”

“Come on Minie.” Taehyung helps Jimin to his feet and together they gather up the food, making sure to leave enough for Namjoon and Hoseok to share. They leave the room with soft words of comfort directed to Hoseok.

“I will start a shower, okay?” Namjoon speaks gently, his lips pressed to Hoseok’s ear before he places a kiss on his temple. He carefully pulls away and rises to his feet. “I want you in there with me.”

Hoseok doesn’t object to Namjoon’s plan and Hoseok allows for Namjoon to leave his side with an unrushed kiss to his lips. Hoseok’s lips tingle, a lingering need swirls in his heart and he waits patiently for Namjoon to come back to him. Namjoon is quick to leave for the bathroom and he sets everything up. Scented candles burn, soft music plays and the water temperature is just right, not too hot or cold.

He unbuttons his shirt and lets it fall to the floor, leaving his chest covered in a plain white t-shirt with his arms exposed. Double checking the candles, Namjoon heads back to the bedroom and helps Hoseok off the floor and leads him into the bathroom. Shutting the door behind them, Namjoon wraps his arms around Hoseok’s waist and holds his smaller mate tightly. His thick fingers dig into the small of Hoseok’s back and rub the tense muscles before he carefully starts to pull the cream colored shirt Hoseok’s wearing up, up, up.

Hoseok’s hands raise above his head and he slips his arms from the sleeves, letting them drop to his sides as Namjoon drops the soft fabric onto the floor. Hoseok stands before Namjoon, bare chested with his narrow waist on display as his light wash baggy jeans cling low on his hips. The black band of his boxers is showing and Namjoon’s fingers itch to touch the sun kissed skin.

Hoseok looks at Namjoon and shuffles forward until the tips of his toes are overlapping Namjoon’s. He rests his head on Namjoon’s chest and Namjoon holds him sweetly in his strong arms. Hoseok’s heart doesn’t beat as painfully now that the pressure and body heat from Namjoon seeps into his soul. Namjoon doesn’t speak as he presses his lips to the top of Hoseok’s head and he does it again once more before Hoseok looks up at him.

“What’s going through that mind of yours?”

“I just-”

Namjoon cups Hoseok’s face in his hands and rubs the apples of his cheek with his thumbs as he gives a soft dimpled smile.

“Speak your mind. No judgment here, Seokah.”

Hoseok nods his head with a sigh and licks his lips as he stares up into Namjoon’s brown eyes.

“I’m jealous. I love Imani so much and it hurts knowing that I will never be able to share that hybrid bond with her.” Hoseok pouts as his eyes start to water. “I want to know how she smells when she first wakes up or when she smiles so big, you can see all of her little teeth…I know she smells like sunflowers but-but it’s not the same.”

Namjoon can understand Hoseok’s feelings. He loves Imani just as much and he will never forget how the little girl came to him as a quoll first. The softness of her fur and the coolness of her nose is forever burned into Namjoon’s memoires and it’s a special moment that he holds dear. Does he wish he was a hybrid? No. Namjoon is happy as a human but he does wish that he could be able to understand Imani’s moods better. He knows that as she gets older, being able to scent her will desolate a lot of situations.

“You know what I think?”

“What?”

“I think we have an amazing daughter who loves you. It doesn’t matter to her if you are a hybrid or not. She scents you all the same and cuddles you. She chirps and growls and play fights with you just as she does our Hyungs and Jungkookie.”

“But-”

“I understand your feelings. Did you forget I’m only human too?”

Hoseok rolls his eyes at Namjoon and nuzzles their noses together before he pulls away and wipes at his eyes.

“Do you think they are her favorites?”

“Favorite what?” Namjoon gives Hoseok a look as he raises his eyebrow and Hoseok quickly removes his jeans and boxers.

“Parents…”

Namjoon watches as Hoseok gets into the tub and thinks over his words. Namjoon has never really thought much about humans versus hybrids when it comes to the pack. They are a unit and if he had to think about it, he can understand why Imani might lean towards Seokjin since he is the pack omega or Yoongi since he is the pack alpha but from what he has witnessed, Imani treats them all the same.

Peeling the rest of his clothing off, Namjoon joins Hoseok in the tub and sits behind his tenderhearted mate. He carefully washes Hoseok’s back, arms, neck and chest before he works a little magic while washing his hair. Tiny wines and air pants of ‘Joon’ leave Hoseok’s lips as Namjoon’s blunt nails scratch at his scalp and tug gently at the wet strands. Hoseok is a puddle of goo between Namjoon’s legs and it makes Namjoon smile to himself. He presses a wet kiss to the skin behind Hoseok’s ear and whispers low.

“We all have our own strengths and weaknesses but none of them make us any better or worse than the other. Together we are the parents that give Imani all the love and support she needs. You, me, Jimin, Taehyungie, Yoongi, Seokjin and Jungkookie. The seven of us are Imani’s favorite.”

Hoseok hums deep in his throat as Namjoon nips at his ear lobe and he can feel Namjoon stiffening against his lower back.

“Joon?”

“Yes?”

“I want to feel you.”

Namjoon nods his head and shifts to help Hoseok turn around so that they are face to face. He reaches under the water and trails his fingertips along Hoseok’s thighs until he is teasing the meaty flesh of his ass. Hoseok leans in and crashes his lips into Namjoon’s, swallowing a moan as a finger circles his rim. Namjoon’s fingers are long and thick, perfect enough to prep Hoseok in three minutes and have him come in five.

Hoseok feels boneless as he sits in Namjoon’s lap and there is a pleasant fire that burns under his skin as the tip of Namjoon’s cock presses against his rim. There is little resistance as Hoseok sucks Namjoon in, sinking down until he is fully reseated in Namjoon’s lap. His knees are on either side of Namjoon’s hips and he wraps his arms loosely around Namjoon’s neck, holding him close so that he can kiss his lips again and again.

Namjoon holds onto Hoseok’s hips and rocks him back and forth, keeping a steady pace while he slowly devours Hoseok from the inside out. He takes enough away to pour back an abundance of never ending love into Hoseok and he drowns in it. It fills his lungs and brings tears to his eyes as he clenches around Namjoon and whines. Hoseok pulls Namjoon closer, his fingers digging to the meat of Namjoon’s shoulders and holding him in place as he starts to bounce up and down.

Water splashes onto the floor and Namjoon halfheartedly makes a mental note to clean it up later. Hoseok is so soft and warm, his walls suck Namjoon right in and refuse to let him go. It’s wet, everything is wet and Namjoon feels his body starting to slip into that easy haze of ecstasy. Yes, it’s easy to fall into Hoseok. Oh, how Namjoon loves him and he says as much.

Lips pressed together, he breathes it into Hoseok’s mouth softly, sighing so contently that Hoseok slows his movements and drinks in Namjoon’s love. The way Namjoon holds him, guides him, pleases him…it’s all a form of love and Hoseok basks in it. The grunted words, choked whimpers and flushed touches is overwhelming and Hoseok’s mind feels overcome with need.

He wants to let it all go, he wants to feel that whole body spasm that makes his toes curl and his back arch like a bow. He wants to hear the blood rush behind his ears and feel his heart in his veins. Hoseok wants to feel Namjoon’s love from the inside out and he wants to give as much in return.

“W-Wanna come. N-Need to c-come!” Hoseok cries, his skin hot and damp from the bath water. His hair is sticking to his face while Namjoon’s hangs in his eyes. Both men are flushed, Hoseok’s neck and chest are ablaze while Namjoon’s face is pinched, the vein in his neck throbbing. They are both so close to the edge and Hoseok’s whines for Namjoon is all that is needed to send them tumbling head first into the throes of pleasure.

“F-Fuck!”

“S-Shit…yes, yeah!”

Namjoon’s fingers hold Hoseok tightly as he starts to thrust upward into his lover, pressing deeper and deeper. Hoseok’s groans go right to Namjoon’s head and he is a panting mess as he comes, filling Hoseok with his name on his tongue. Hoseok’s hips are jerky as he milks Namjoon for all he’s worth and he cries out when Namjoon wraps his large hand around his cock. Namjoon is skilled, the twist of his wrist short and quick, just enough to have Hoseok spilling into the water with a choked gasp.

Hoseok falls forward against Namjoon’s chest and presses wet kisses to the underside of his jaw before Namjoon ducks his head down to capture his lips in a breathless kiss.

“We’re sitting in my cum.”

Namjoon snorts at Hoseok words and carefully lifts him off his lap so that he falls free.

“Our cum.”

“Pig.” Hoseok’s face twists up in disgust and Namjoon laughs before lifts Hoseok out of the water and walks over to the shower, making sure to be mindful of the puddles of water on the floor.

Yoongi slithers across the floor towards the kitchen where a bowl of water sits on the island. He slinks his way upward until he is laying flat on the countertop and dips his head into the water three times. The water is cool but not icy, just perfect for a drink. Movement catches Yoongi’s eyes and from the island he watches as a tangled mop of brown hair emerges from the nest.

Yoongi hisses softly and large bunny teeth nearly blind him as Jungkook skips over to him in all his naked glory.

“Morning Hyung!”

Jungkook easily lifts the snake into his hands and tosses him around his shoulders before he kisses Yoongi’s nose.

“I haven’t shifted like that in a while…it feels so weird seeing my fingers and toes again.”

Jungkook is all smiles as he goes about cutting up fruit and veggies for Seokjin and Imani. He cuts up a few pieces of raw beef for Yoongi and sets it on a plate.

“You know Hyung, I think it’s time for us to turn back. Imani is part of the pack now, right? She smells like pack.”

Yoongi has to agree with Jungkook. Before Imani smelt like any other pup, sure she had their scent on her but now that they have all shifted and spent a couple of days together, her scent has changed. Gone in the subtle scent of stale apple blossoms that ran in her veins, it has now been replaced with laundry that has been washed with lavender and hung outside to dry in the sunlight. Smoky firewood, ocean rain, hot coco, coquito and lemonade are more on the surface, imbedded in her fur and it puts Yoongi at ease. Imani finally smells like pack.

Jungkook carries plates over to the nest and steps inside, making sure to leave the plates on the edge unless he wants Seokjin to bite him. He looks around for his phone and finds it shoved underneath one of the pillows dead. Seokjin and Imani are grooming each other while Yoongi hangs around Jungkook’s shoulders, content to feel his body heat.

“Once I get my phone charged, I’ll let everyone know that we’re okay and it’s safe to come back up.”

Seokjin stops grooming Imani and glares at Jungkook to which the younger man giggles.

“Jinie Hyung, we can’t keep Imani away from the rest of the pack forever. It’s rude! A-And Imani needs to see them so that they can help her shift back.”

Yoongi slides down Jungkook’s arm and worms his way over to Imani, circling her carefully before he rests his head on top of hers. He stares at Jungkook at the human fiddles with his phone and hisses. Imani chirps twice to get Jungkook’s attention and scuttles over to him, nearly knocking Yoongi off of her. She climbs into his lap and peers into the phone screen once it starts ringing loudly.

Taehyung’s smiling face comes on the screen with Hoseok’s smashed up against him.

“Baby!”

“Jungkook!”

“Who’s on the phone?”

Jungkook smiles wide as Namjoon’s face comes onto the screen and soon after Jimin is there too. Imani whines and licks at the screen making the pack member on screen all coo at her.

“It’s safe to come up now, Hyungs. Sorry about that!”

“How are you feeling Kook? Do you need anything?”

“Have Yoongi and Seokjin Hyung turned back?”

Jungkook rolls his eyes as he answers, “They are being stubborn but I promise, you can come back up. We miss all of you.”

“Are you sure that’s a wise idea?”

Jungkook opens his mouth to speak but another voice interrupts him, “Go put some clothes on.”

Jungkook looks over to his right and Yoongi has shifted back, holding a pillow in front of himself. Yoongi looks down at Seokjin and nudges him with his foot.

“Come on, you too. Don’t make me use the voice.”

Seokjin snaps at Yoongi’s leg and Jungkook giggles while Imani whines.

“You better be changed by the time I come back,” Yoongi warns as he pets Seokjin’s head and leaves the nest, quickly switching the pillow from his front to his back.

Jungkook turns his attention to the phone and smiles, “See? Safe to come up now!”

He hangs up the phone and lifts Imani up in one hand so that she is eye level with him, “Stay with Hyung and don’t go out of the nest little one, okay? The others are on their way to come play with you.” Jungkook kisses Imani on the nose and she licks at his nose as he pulls away, making him laugh. He sets her down and she waddles over to Seokjin, hiding in his white fluff.

Grabbing a pillow, Jungkook copies Yoongi and covers himself as he heads to his room for Imani’s sake. Once in his room, Jungkook quickly grabs a set of clothes and makes his way to the bathroom to shower and wash his hair. In the bathroom, Jungkook hums to himself as he stands in the shower and lets the hot water wash away the ick from going a few days without bathing. He washes his hair, scrubbing like mad since Imani and Seokjin kept grooming him and he can smell their saliva on his skin.

Much similar to Jungkook, Yoongi is in his bathroom as well. He washes his hands and face before he starts to shave the stubble that is coming in. After that he jumps in the shower and leans against the wall, letting the water heat his skin as he thinks back over the last few days. He is dreading having to check his work email yet alone make phone calls. He wonders if his parents called at all, though he knows they would have called Namjoon if he didn’t pick up.

Shaking his head, Yoongi smiles to himself as he starts to wash. Imani smells like the pack and it makes his inner alpha beam with pride. Imani is his snakelet, his pup, his baby…his. He does feel a little guilty for erasing the scent of Imani’s birth mother but from his own personal experiences as a hybrid, Yoongi knows that the pack scent will settle Imani and sooth her much better now that Lisa’s scent is gone. Stepping out of the shower, Yoongi wraps a towel around his waist and uses another to dry his hair. He stares at himself in the mirror and notices that the scales on his chest and wrist look dry.

Grabbing lotion, Yoongi slathers his body in it before he brushes his teeth and blow dries his hair. Once finished, Yoongi heads into his room and changes into a fresh set of clothes, a pair of grey sweats and an oversized black t-shirt that belongs to Namjoon from the scent on it. He shoves a pair of house slides onto his feet and makes his way out of his room, down the steps and into the nesting area.

Imani is curled up in Hoseok’s lap, napping as Hoseok pets her fur. Taehyung and Jungkook are in the kitchen together whipping up some snacks while Jimin and Namjoon are sitting at the counter drinking water. Seokjin isn’t in sight.

“Did Hyung shift back?” Yoongi questions as he sits beside Hoseok and cuddles into his side in the nest.

“Once he saw us with Imani, he shifted back. I just think he didn’t want to leave her alone,” Hoseok explains and Yoongi nods his head.

Good. He really didn’t want to force Seokjin to shift if he didn’t have to. Closing his eyes, Yoongi yawns and lets himself feel the warmth that radiates from Hoseok. It heats his skin and burns deep; it lulls Yoongi into a gentle sleep. By the time Seokjin comes back into the nesting room, Yoongi is passed out, his head in Hoseok’s lap with Imani’s tiny quoll body curled on top of his head, her nose buried in his hair.

Seokjin walks over to the others in the kitchenette and throws his arms around Namjoon’s back, resting his chin over Namjoon’s shoulder. Namjoon smiles as Seokjin nuzzles his nose into his temple and Jimin giggles at the sight.

“You look cute today, Hyung.” Jimin comments and he is right. Seokjin looks super cute in his pink and white two piece pajama set.

Seokjin grins over at Jimin and his fluffy white ears flicker on top of his head. Namjoon reaches around and grabs Seokjin’s leg, pulling the hybrid to stand in between his legs. Namjoon wraps his arms around Seokjin’s waist and the elder leans against him and picks at the plate of food that Jungkook sets before him.

Taehyung carries a plate of food over to Hoseok and sits in front of him to feed him. Hoseok giggles, his lips parting into that familiar heart shape as his eyes sparkle in delight. Taehyung preens under Hoseok's thankful gaze, his own eyes crinkle as he smiles wide while holding out a piece of cut peach.

Jungkook inhales deeply and a heavy purr settles in his chest. The room smells amazing to him right now. All their scents are light and gentle. It smells like a summer bonfire on the beach after the rain. In Jungkook’s mind, everyone is sitting together drinking frozen coco or coquito and there is a lemonade stand nearby. In the distance a lavender field grows strong and a woman is hanging her laundry out to dry. Jungkook’s nose bunches as he smiles to himself and stares at his family. He wouldn’t trade his pack for the world, not even a little bit.

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#bts hybrid au #bts fluff #bts angst #bts smut #poly!bts #bts fic #bts parent au #bts x oc #fic: take on the world #totw ch 13 #soc bts #divider by saradika

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