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Changing One's Tune (16)

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: 3.7K

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“They can’t do that! Can they??” Yoongi hissed, slumping in his chair upon the news and whispering harshly. The music producer tryin’ his best not to disturb you while he was on the phone—This was the first peaceful sleep you’ve had during this month since the “incident”. You weren’t the same since your old owners made an appearance.

Although it wasn’t quite the change one would expect. Yoongi prepared for you to shut down, shun them and create a barrier to distant from the world again. Not be rather… Clingy.

In the beginning, Yoongi was beyond confused at the action. Especially whenever he’d wake up in the middle of the night to see you practically snuggling into him, and not in your usual feline-form that you would always fall asleep in—Hell, you even managed to overcome that swallowing and heart wrenching fear of crowds to travel with him to work. You both currently holed up in his genius lab, a little nickname that Yoongi loved to call his office.

However, Yoongi decided it was best not to voice these concerns, despite the nagging feeling in the back of his head, figuring it was your new coping mechanism.

“I’m sorry, but it seems like they can. The police held them in content far too long as is—In fact, they’re to be released later this evening,” Sujin explained, frustration clear in his tone from the lack of sleep that was lost searching for a loophole. It was hard accepting defeat, this couple refusing to give up their custody rights against you… Yet this didn’t mean it was simply done, losing the battle was fine, it was the war they were going to win anyways.

“Son of a—Is there anything we could possibly do? I mean, we can’t just fuckin’ hand over Y/N like if we’re kids in the playground trading toys!” Yoongi shouted, accidentally standing up to harshly that had the chair slamming to the ground. Regret filling him at the sight of you twitching, stirring from the tanish-leather couch. Immediately lulling you back to sleep, sighing as the soft snores echoed throughout the room once more.

“Trust me, that’s the last thing we’re going to do. What we can do is get us a court case and free Y/N by taking them to trial,” Sujin said, however, there was a hint of hesitation tainted in his tone that had Yoongi’s eyes narrowing. There was more… He could feel the famous “but” coming.

“What is it?” Yoongi huffed, eyes rolling—How could this possibly get worse?

“While, um, they still hold ownership… You can’t officially adopt Y/N,” Sujin muttered, Yoongi practically freezing on the spot as it suddenly felt harder to swallow. Knuckles turning whiter than his normal pale colour from how hard Yoongi was clenching his fist, body shaking in pure rage. “Right now, the best we can do is get you a temporary permit to treat and house her. Hopefully the department will approve, considering Seokjin is a hybrid doctor. We can write down that he’ll be checking-in from time to time, but if the permit isn’t approved then… Y/N will have to come and stay at the hybrid shelter until the court case is settled. Which could take months to even get a date.”

The thought of you being alone—without him—left a bitter taste in Yoongi’s mouth. Sujin waiting patiently in silence, giving Yoongi enough time to process the news.

“..How soon do we need to settle this permit crap?” Yoongi questioned; voice soft and sounding more like a bomb that was ready to explode with one wrong movement. Sujin was certainly not going to be the person to light that fuse.

“As soon as possible.”

“I’ll see you there at the county’s station, Seokjin will be attending as well—Don’t be late or I’ll drag you there myself,” Yoongi instructed, not giving Sujin a chance to respond and hanging up the call with a frustrated sigh.

Glancing at you sleeping the afternoon away, Yoongi rubbed his neck in an anxious manner… Namjoon was currently at work, Seokjin will need to accompany him, and the guys are more likely waiting by the phone—The four hybrids didn’t stop calling non-stop to check on you, not being allowed to come over personally. Seokjin and Namjoon giving strict orders to give you space for now.

There was no other choice, Yoongi didn’t want to leave and even though he knew that you’ll be fine on your own, it didn’t feel right today. You’ll be okay if Jungkook, Taehyung, Hoseok, and Jimin came over to hangout—Plus, you might not even notice… You HAVE been sleeping all day and Yoongi could just explain everything later when he comes home.

Sending a quick text to Seokjin, Yoongi dialed a number that belonged to the opposite of the eldest. “Hyung! It’s surprising for you to be the first one to call… Y/N’s okay, right??” Jungkook questioned, worried that maybe something happened.

“She’s fine; Sleeping. I actually called to see if you and the guys are able to come over. Jin and I need to go somewhere and leaving Y/N alone just doesn’t feel like a good idea right now,” Yoongi stated, unconsciously gripping the phone a little tight from how anxious he was feeling while gathering their things. Preparing to leave the office and head back home.

“Yes!! I mean… Of course. Hobi is talking to hyung now, he’ll drop us off along the way to pick you up. Just leave the door unlocked, and don’t worry about us waking her! I’ll make sure no one disturbs Y/N’s sleep!” Jungkook firmly stated, determined to keep the quiet in the house. Even if the bunny needed to be on guard to even prevent a mere pencil from dropping.

“Please, you’ll more likely be the one falling asleep too,” Jimin snickered in the background only yelping seconds later, Yoongi didn’t need to be there to know that Jungkook threw something at him before hanging up. Turning his attention toward you, Yoongi prepared to lift your sleeping form into his arms.

There was hardly no one in the halls, only two staff members walking past. Both not wasting time to bow in a greeting manner but not speaking a word, noticing the sleeping hybrid that was practically glued to Yoongi’s back—After the struggle between getting you into and out of the car… It was a piece of cake when it came to putting you to bed.

Yoongi walked toward the bedroom door, halting in his steps, hesitating before twirling back around. “I’ll… I’ll be right back. The guys will be here any second to keep you company,” He leaned down, whispering near you’re ears as they twitched at the soft breath against them.

The music lover knew you weren’t conscious to hear or understand him, but Yoongi felt more relaxed leaving that message for you. Hoping it will come up in the dreamland that you were creating. A gummy smile threatening to break out, immediately slapping a hand to cover his mouth in embarrassment at the flustered emotion he was feeling.

There was oddly a certain satisfaction seeing you snuggle further into his side of the bed, nose twitching and sighing in pure content at the smell of Yoongi’s cologne all around. Chest rumbling, purrs echoing in the silent and dark bedroom as Yoongi snuck out of their apartment when getting confirmation that Seokjin and the boys were here.

It’s been a few hours since Yoongi left you alone with the guys—Sighing in frustration, Yoongi pinched the bridge of his nose. Most of their time was literally wasted in the waiting area, only for an officer to state that there was nothing to be done. However the man sounded more bored than anything, as if this case was a lost cause, despite Sujin angrily reasoning with him—This was the complete opposite that was discussed on the phone.

“I’m sorry. It appears like there is nothing we can do…. Next week, we’ll have an officer escort and deliver this hybrid—”

Deliver? Yoongi tensed, biting his tongue to prevent himself from lashing out. In fact, he was not the only one doing so… Seokjin and Sujin were bristling at the worded choice. This man acted like if you were nothing more than a nuisance package to be sent on someone’s doorstep!

A cough interrupted the conversation before a fight could break out, attention turning to the new presence. The bored man instantly standing at the sight of them—From the stance between the two, it was clear that the random guy was superior in rank. “Officer Lee, no need to bother with these… Hm, furry-lovers if you will. I’ll handle the rest from here and properly escort them out.”

Yoongi would’ve punched the smirk off that bastered if it wasn’t for the chance of jailtime, especially when you needed him—The unknown man harshly pushed them out of their chair, no trace of emotion but smugness when leading them out of the station. He had a hard grip upon Sujin’s arm, however, their foots barely touched the pavement before they were directed in a hasty shove toward the side of the building.

“What the fuck—”

“No time to explain—My name is Officer Kang Cho. I apologize for this sudden behavior… and eavesdropping, but I believe I can help,” Cho spoke in a mere whisper, coco-brown eyes darting around for a trance of anyone listening or watching their interaction.

“What are you talking about?” Seokjin questioned, a single figure held up to silence Yoongi, the music producer’s mouth open but instantly shutting without hesitation. Seokjin’s protective instincts were kicking in at the suspicious vibe this man was giving, and it didn’t help that the sudden change of behavior left him feeling uneasy. Even Sujin was scrunching up his nose, deeply frowning—This was a regular abusive-hybrid case, wasn’t it?

“I-I can’t explain it here… Even the walls have ears. But I know who you’re up against and trust me when I say that the Hyun family AREN’T regular people. They are—What the hell are you still doing here?! We’re not helping abomination lovers like yourselves. Leave the properly and don’t come back, or we’ll be forced to take extreme circumstances!” Cho growled much like an animal; It was like someone flipped a switch. The officer not holding back his strength, shoving Sujin against the wall in a harsh manner that had the other two startled.

Although Sujin flinched at his back scrapping against the brick wall, he frowned at how close the two were… Sujin could practically smell the mint gum Cho was chewing. It was also how Sujin was able to pick up the silent gesture he was doing, another shove causing the shelter owner to face the hidden security camera that was moving slightly for a better view of the four—So they were being watched, just like Cho said.

“Tomorrow. Let’s discuss this at a safe place, be there… because this isn’t about one hybrid anymore that we might be saving. This could open doors for millions,” Cho frantically whispered, Sujin searching the guy’s eyes for any sign of deception, finding nothing but truth to his words. Not wasting another second talking that would give off alarming flags, Cho huffed and threw Sujin to the dirty street. “Hybrids… What a joke. There nothing but an abomination that needs to be corrected.”

Spitting his gum into a piece of paper, Cho chucked it at Sujin’s face that caused it to bounce off his cheek. Yoongi hissed at the mocking tone, nearly charging if it wasn’t for Seokjin holding him back as Cho walked back inside the building without another glance. Laughter in the air.

“Great. We’re back to square one with nothing.”

“I wouldn’t say nothing just yet,” Sujin mumbled, eyes narrowed at the crumpled piece of paper that laid on the floor… A hint of inky letters could be seen inside some of its folds—It was a message… A message that contained where and what time exactly to meet Cho.

.. “So your telling me that something bigger is going on? Are you sure, you can even trust this guy?” Yoongi groaned, drinking his iced americano to calm himself. After the weird encounter with Cho, the three decided to grab something to drink and snack-on near a local coffee ship. Though Sujin insisted they not discuss their situation in public, or anywhere that was close to the police station, so now they were in the car at a McDonald’s parking lot.

“I can’t say I fully trust him right now, but Cho is the best chance we got on freeing Y/N. The officers didn’t want to listen so if he knows something about this, we might as well take the leap,” Sujin explained, rereading the message that was left to them.

“I agree… We actually don’t know much about Y/N’s past or what it was like living with those people. What if there’s more to the story? I know we shouldn’t press to hard, but maybe it’s time to get more information out of her,” Seokjin suggested, flinching at the hard glare Yoongi was giving. Never once did the seven question and pry into your past, and it wasn’t like you were going to willingly give out information. Especially if it involved something so personal and traumatic.

“Absolutely not.”

“I know you don’t like the idea Yoongi, but it could help—”

“I said no!” Yoongi snapped. He knew exactly what it was like to be walking on the dark road, weight-crushing hardships haunting you on the path ahead. They were best to be left in the black void, key thrown down the deepest part of the ocean… He didn’t even want to share his inner demons, so why should he force you to relive yours?

Shame. That’s all Yoongi could feel—Why? Because a part of him couldn’t help but agree with Seokjin and Sujin. Yoongi knew those two were right, if you were to tell them more information about your past and this couple, then it could help in the future… But then again. “Y/N has had a hard life and I’m sure seeing her old abusers didn’t help. Especially being reminded of the horrors that was endured. In fact, she’s been sleeping more, refusing to leave my side, and even pacing until the sun comes out. What right do we have to dig the knife dipper when this Officer Cho guy can just give us the answers we need?!”

“Wait back-up. She’s been doing what?” Sujin questioned, Seokjin frowning at Yoongi’s words as the two professionals looked at one another. Honestly, Yoongi welcomed the sudden topic change, body relaxing further in the passenger’s seat out of exhaustion.

“Recently, Y/N has been more tired. I thought maybe she’d be more distant and push me away, but no, Y/N actually got clingier. I figured that it was her new coping mechanism to deal with stress, or perhaps it was her tryin’ to relieve my stress… I did read once that cat’s purring helps reduce anxiety and stress. I’m sure it’s not any different for feline hybrids.”

“Yoongi. Where is Y/N right now?” Sujin carefully asked, Yoongi scrunching his nose at the random question—What did your location matter?

“Home, of course,” Yoongi scoffed, the answer had Sujin relaxing, only to stiffen when hearing Seokjin’s hesitating words. The oldest putting the puzzles together on what could be going on, “Yoongi didn’t feel comfortable leaving her alone, so our friends are watching Y/N… You know, the uh, hybrid ones? Hoseok, Taehyung, Jungkook, and Jimin.”

“I am not a hundred percent positive, but we need to get to your place. Right now!”

Upon the urgency in Sujin’s tone, Seokjin didn’t waste time to pull out of the parking lot with a speed that had Yoongi shouting, drinks nearly spilling. The oldest tried his best to drive in a hurriedly pace without disobeying the speed limits and laws, something that was extremely hard to do in a city that was always busy… Unless you took the back roads—When arriving, Yoongi blindly followed Seokjin as he led the way. Confused when the two ignored the elevator, using the emergency stairs for a faster route up. They didn’t have the patient’s to wait in the lobby until an elevator decided it’ll open their doors.

There was a slim chance that Sujin was right, but even so, it was still shocking to see all four hybrids in the hall—Hoseok’s breathing was sharp, struggling to keep the door from opening as it shook on it’s hinges. Jungkook was completely knocked out, layin’ on the ground in a curled up position, while Jimin whimpered… Scratching the hallway’s carpet and rolling around in pure agony.

Although what startled them the most was a pacing white tiger… Taehyung’s eyes were wild, growling at the sight of them and would’ve pounced if it wasn’t for Hoseok. The door stopping it’s shaking movements that allowed the hybrid to transform, the dog tackling the rogue hybrid with vicious bark to snap Taehyung back into his conscious state.

“The hell—Are you guys alright?! What’s going on??” Yoongi worriedly ran to his brothers, checking the youngest firs to make sure Jungkook was still breathing. The bunny showing a few scratch marks but nothing too serious that indicated why he was unconscious. Though no one was able to answer, Hoseok and Taehyung still battling for dominance as they wrestled to the ground. Yet, no one but maybe Jimin. The fox hybrid’s hair sticking to his forehead from how bad he was sweating in his inner-struggle.

“Y/N,” Jimin wheezed, body shivering as a moan threatened to break out from the intoxicating smell that was coming from underneath the apartment door that you were in. The fox hybrid immediately swallowing it down to not cause awkwardness, even going as far to bite his tail so the pain would distract himself. “S-She… Y/N was burning up… W-We thought it was a fever and that maybe she got a cold from playing in the snow or something—NO… No, cold… Much worse, had to knock Jungkook out. N-Never seen him so feral…”

“It’s okay Jimin. You and Hoseok did good—Sujin, please take the boys downstairs to my car. Lightly turn on the heater, they’ll get sleepy with the radiating warmth. Afterwards, bring me a bag that is in the trunk. I keep an extra set of medical supplies just in case,” Seokjin stated, flipping into a more professional side that Yoongi rarely sees. The shelter owner nodding, instantly lifting up Jungkook with a grunt as he directed the rest of the boys far away from the strong pheromones that drove them crazy.

“Hyung? What’s going on?” Yoongi asked, biting his lip anxiously that had Seokjin’s eyes softening. It wasn’t often for Yoongi to go to him for comfort and answers considering he was the oldest to the other six. Sighing, Seokjin gripped Yoongi’s shoulder, “Yoongi. I know you want answers but once I am a sure, I’ll let you know.”

“Fuck that!” Yoongi shouted, shoving his hyung’s touch that had Seokjin startled, “I don’t want to wait, I want to know now and if your not going to tell me even the slightest information. Then I’m going to find out for myself!”

“Wait! Min Yoongi, don’t you dare—”

For the first time in his life, Yoongi ignored Seokjin’s authority and bust through the door, bolting it shut so there’s no interference. A mistake Yoongi would soon realize—The place was dark, curtains closed to prevent any light from shining through.

“Y/N…? Hey, I’m back,” Yoongi called in the darkness, calmly walking toward the hall to his bedroom. It was almost unnerving from how quiet it was. The music producer entered the same room he left you, although he didn’t have night vision, there was a outline of a lump in the bed. Something that had relief filling Yoongi, “Y/N, hey, it’s time to wake up.”

Pulling the covers back, Yoongi froze to see it was nothing but ripped up pillows. A faint tickle brushing against his ankle alerted him of the presence from behind. Twisting around, wild and feral eyes glowed in the dark until they pounced, tackling Yoongi to the bed.

You were breathing heavy, hissing in a warning… A territorial warning.

“Kitten?”

The sound of Yoongi’s voice echoing in the darkness had you twitching, the slits that were once your pupils fading. Even in the dark it was clear you were gaining some sense of control back as you whimpered—You couldn’t help yourself. Something inside was bursting and it was calling out for Yoongi… It was familiar but yet at the same time it wasn’t.

“Yoongi? No… No, you have to go. I—Don’t come back. Stay with the Namjoon and Seokjin, with the rest of the… Hybrids,” Yoongi’s eyes widen, he’s never heard you growl before but the way that “hybrids” were said sent a shiver down his spine. You reluctantly slid off Yoongi, suppressing a whine at the loss of contact before dropping to the ground that had Yoongi alarmed.

“Y/N, whatever’s happening we can figure it out. I can take you to Seokjin’s clinic to get checked out or maybe—”

“I said, go!” You whirled around so fast that had Yoongi tumbling off the bed, hitting the floor with a groan… Opening his eyes, a peek of light illuminated your features—Your hair was sticking to all ends, eyes glowing and feral. The only sound was your pants and aggravated hisses. You reminded him of a wild animal that was ready to pounce for a meal. In fact, he was sure you would considering a tongue peeked out to lick your lips, showing off sharp canines unconsciously.

Scrambling to his feet, Yoongi ran out the room. The moment he slammed the door with adrenaline spreading throughout his body, something hard slammed against it as deep scratching was heard. Your whimpers and whines reached Yoongi’s ears, but so did the sound of the door locking from the other side as a growl echoed in the hall.

“Please… P-Please just go.”

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Welcome to the sixteenth chapter of Changing One's Tune! Uh, oh... I think we all know what symptoms Y/N is showing and if you don't. I'm sure as hell not tellin', but will Yoongi help or run?

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