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wooataes · 1 year

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90 Days - Hybrid!BTS x Fem!Reader (Part Four)

Pairing: OT7 X Fem!Reader (Jin focused chapter)

Word Count: 2.1k

Characters: Wolf!Namjoon, Fox!Seokjin, Black Cat!Yoongi, Golden Retriever!Hoseok, Calico Cat!Jimin, Labrador!Taehyung, Bunny!Jungkook

Warnings: nothing, just pure fluff

Summary: All you want is for your new cat hybrid friend, his unwilling older wolf hybrid brother and his other 5 brothers to keep safe and warm during the winter.

A/N: After three years, I’m finally back with an update! I want to think all of you for your patience with getting this out, I’m excited to finally continue this story with you all!

- Taelor 🥰💜✨

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Day Seven

It has been almost a week since you decided to take in your hybrid friend Jimin and his 6 other hybrid pack mates into your care to keep them safe from the harsh winter settling in. The first snow has really set in within the last 2 days, which has resulted in the boys staying close by your side in the living room, snuggled by the fireplace and watching movies.

The boys have taken a liking to you, but none more than Jimin, Yoongi and surprisingly, Namjoon. Since Yoongi has been the one helping tend to you and essentially feeding you while your shoulder heals up, he has grown fond of your constant appreciation and gentle urging of your insistence that he didn’t need to help. Deep down, he knew he’d get a scolding from Jin if you were made to put any pressure or use of your injured arm. And Yoongi didn’t mind, anyway. You were like him in a way; quiet and introverted, but more animated with the people you were comfortable around. After lunch, at your urging, he is spending his afternoon snuggled up on the loveseat with Seokjin, watching a new series they both got hooked on.

Taehyung, Hoseok and Jungkook had taken it upon themselves to spend the day outside in the backyard and play in the fresh snow that had fallen overnight, after Seokjin’s permission of course, and with the promise to bundle up to keep warm. You were settled on the outdoor couch next to Jimin, who cuddled up against your side. Namjoon hummed to himself as he tended to the fire pit, the warmth keeping you all sated while the others played.

“Are you sure you’re not too cold? I can put more on the fire.” Namjoon frowned, looking at you as you laugh at the two pups engaging in a rough snowball fight.

“Joon, it’s fine, really.” You smiled before patting a cushion nearby. “Relax, why don’t you finish reading that novel I gave you out here? The others are having fun, you don’t need to keep an eye on them.”

“Then why are you out here, hm?” Jimin questioned, narrowing his eyes playfully at you.

“I’m out here because I enjoy watching your friends have fun, silly.” You grin, booping Jimin on the nose, giggling as he lets out a small squeak.

“Hey!” Taehyung shoots up from the makeshift wall he had created out of snow. “You’re our friend too, Y/N!” He pouts. Just as you’re about to respond, you burst out laughing as the Labrador gets hit in the face with a snowball by Hoseok.

“Gotcha!!” The golden retriever screams happily, running up to tackle Taehyung into the soft blanket of snow as they wrestle.

“Hyung,” Jungkook calls out, running to Namjoon as he points to the snowman behind him. “Look what I made!”

“That’s very nice, Kook.” The wolf smiles.

You watch as Jungkook’s cheeks turn pink, his ears flopping down to hide his blushing face. He is still very shy around you, but Jimin has promised that he knew you meant well and you would do anything to make them more comfortable. You’re surprised as the bunny takes a step towards you, eyes focused on the floor.

“Um.. Y/N?” He asks quietly, peeking through his ears at your questioning gaze. “You know.. you know how you said if we needed anything, we could ask you?”

“Of course, Jungkook.” You sat up, smiling sweetly at him. “What did you need to get?”

“Well, it isn’t for me.” He mumbled now, fiddling again with the pink scrunchie around his wrist. “It was actually for Jin-hyung.”

“Jin?” You tilt your head as the bunny nods quickly. “Of course. What is it?”

“Well…” he frowns, kicking at the ground. “He used to tell us that his birthday is usually around the start of winter, and I wanted to ask if I could buy a birthday gift for him.”

“It’s his birthday?” You gasp, smiling widely. “You absolutely can. Did you have anything in mind?”

“Umm.. it isn’t much but, he always tells us he loves soft things, like fluffy toys and stuff. Said it reminded him of his den at his old owner's place. I was thinking maybe something like that…”

“Don’t you worry, Bun.” You grin, rising from the couch. “I will get it all sorted okay?”

“You will?” Jungkook’s ears stood up once more, eyes wide. “But, it isn’t too much to ask right? You can say no, don’t feel like you have to-”

“Don’t be silly, Bun.” You smile, gently patting his arm. “I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t want to, okay?” He slowly nods his head as you reach up to ruffle his hair.

For your entire exchange, Jimin and Namjoon both sat side-by-side, watching the both of you talk.

“What do you think she’s going to do?” Namjoon murmurs to the feline, who simply smirks. He’s seen what you have done for regular customers on their birthdays through your shop window whenever he would lurk around for scraps. He can only imagine what’s going on through your head.

“Excuse me?!” Seokjin gasps, placing his hand on his chest. “I am dismissed for the evening? Don’t you know that YOU are the one who is supposed to be the patient?! What on earth am I meant to do? You’ve told me to do nothing all afternoon and now I’m expected to do it for the evening?!” He stomps his foot as Yoongi clears the plates from the dining room table and places them in the dishwasher, chuckling at his hyung’s dramatics.

“Ah ah ah, I won’t have it, mister!” You sass back, hand on your hip. “You’ve been working to the bone and fussing over me, and therefore I am making you and the rest of the boys settle in for the night in your rooms, I have some private phone calls I need to make!” You poke the fox’s shoulder with a playful smile.

“What happened to no rules?” Yoongi drawled, leaning his body against the counter, making Jin nod aggressively in agreement.

“Yeah!!” He waved his hand in Yoongi’s direction. “Are you going back on your word of no rules, huh?!”

“I’m allowed to have rules if it’s for my guest’s wellbeing.” You huff, jutting out your lower lip into a pout. “It’s only for tonight, and then you can help out around the house to your heart's content, okay?”

After a beat of silence, Seokjin concedes with a heavy sigh. “Fine. You win, but only for tonight. Okay?”

“Perfect.” You grin, patting him on the shoulder before pushing him and the other 6 hybrids to the staircase. “That means you too, Jimin.”

Jimin lets out a loud whine, his ears pressing to his head as he sulks against the handrail of the staircase. “Why me, Y/Nie? Why can’t I sleep down here with you?”

“Because, you’ve been living here for over a week and haven’t even tested out the bed I brought for you in your room.” You laugh, scratching behind his ear. “And I need to do something. Do you trust me?” You ask quietly, smiling gently as Jimin leans his head forward, nuzzling his nose against your cheek with a soft nod. “Good. It’s just for tonight, okay?”

“Mm’kay.” He grumbles, giving your cheek a final nuzzle before taking a waiting Jungkook’s hand, who smiled shyly towards you.

“Goodnight, guys.” You waved as the boys ascended the staircase to their rooms. Once they are out of your sight, you pull your phone out of your pocket and walk into the kitchen.

When Seokjin is woken up by two literal overgrown puppies jumping on his bed, he lets out a groan as he tries to pull the covers up over his head.

“JJWANNNNN!” Hoseok is barking, shaking the older man’s shoulder excitedly. “You gotta get up and come downstairs!”

“Why?” The Fox whined as he sat up, leaning against the headboard of his bed.

“There’s something downstairs for you, Hyung.” Namjoon is leaning against the door frame, the other 3 hybrids perched up excitedly behind him.

“I shouldn’t have come downstairs so early, but something smelt really good and I was hungry.” Taehyung grinned, pulling Jin by the hand down the stairs. “Look!”

Jin pauses halfway down the staircase as he sees down into the living room and dining area. There are over a dozen balloons scattered on the floor in every colour, a banner lining the fireplace that spells out ‘Happy Birthday!’ in Silver sparkles and a large wrapped up present sitting in the middle of the floor. In the dining area, he gasps as he sees an assortment of cupcakes with blue icing covering the table, and a single white envelope at the head of the table with party hats at each seat.

“What is all this..?” Jin asks quietly, tail swishing anxiously by his side.

“I told Y/N I wanted to get you a present for your birthday, hyung..” Jungkook mumbled shyly, looking around as they reached the bottom of the stairs. “I didn’t think that she’d go through all this though.”

“Y/N did this?” He looks over to the couch where you’re currently sleeping. Your hair has fallen out of its bun, glasses still sitting on the end of your nose and your shirt and even hands covered with small splotches of food dye.

“Y/N?” Jimin gently shakes your good shoulder as you finally come to.

“Jimin? What time is it?” You yawned, sitting up and rubbing at your eyes.

“It’s early.” He smiled, taking your hand and helping you up, Seokjin stepping in front of you.

“Y/N?” He asks, tail now in his hands. “Did you.. did you do this all for me?”

“Happy birthday, Jin!” You beam as the other hybrids watch from the staircase. “Jungkook told me your birthday is around this time, I couldn’t let a celebration go to waste!”

Jin just stares at you, blinking owlishly as his eyes gloss over. His silence invites you to continue, and you happily direct him over to the large box.

“It isn’t much that I could get on such a short notice, but open it!” You bite down on your lip as the others begin to gather around on the couch to watch him kneel down in front of the present. With one last look at you as you offer an encouraging nod, he reaches out and carefully tears the rainbow wrapping paper and opens the box.

Jin gasps as he sees a basket inside full of soft hybrid friendly nesting blankets, fluffy cushions and 7 large plush toys, each of them looking eerily similar to his pack.

“A little bunny told me that you had a den made back at your old home, so I thought I could get you some things that could help you build a nest here, and you can take them with you if you want to go anywhere else- OOF.” You grunt as you feel the Fox hybrid’s large body cover yours, his arm wrapping around your waist as his face buries into your neck.

“Thank you.” He mumbles against your skin, squeezing you closer to him. His tail brushes your leg and his long ears tickle your cheeks, but you just smile and let your arm hug around his shoulders. “Thank you, so so much.”

Seokjin can’t help but smile for the entire day, small giggles leaving his lips at every attempt you and the maknaes make at trying to stop him from working, insisting he is the birthday king for the day. He stays on the couch, wrapped in one of his brand new nesting blankets, eating more than his fair share of cupcakes donned in his polka dot party hat. It’s only when you gather the hybrids around the living room in their birthday gear, passing out more cupcakes and snacks for them to eat with your one good arm, singing happy birthday with Jimin in goofy voices that make the others laugh, is when Seokjin really thinks he could stay here with you forever. He wonders when the others will come around to the same conclusion.

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kth1fics · 1 year

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Paw Prints Academy (BTS Collab)

❝Welcome to the Paw Prints Academy for Dog Training and Behavior Program! Thank you for taking part in our community of puppy adoration and love. Seven authors have come to participate in telling a brand new story for you all; confidently trained by the best dog trainers PPA has to offer! We will continue to support and resource you with the softest, fluffiest, and wholesome interactions as you venture deeper into your program! We strive to give you the best dog training (fics) experience possible!❞

Song Theme: Harvest Moon: Spring (Town) ♪

Sit. Stay.

⤑ Pairing: Kim Seokjin x F Reader ⤑ Genre: S2L, Fluff, Baby Angst, Smut ⤑ Author: @daechwitatamic ⤑ Summary: Your new puppy, Zinnia, has turned your world on its head. She’s ruined everything from your sleep schedule to your favorite shoes, and you know it’s your own failure to train her properly. When your cute upstairs neighbor tells you about a local obedience academy, he slowly starts to make himself a place in your schedule, your life, and your heart. After your last relationship went up in flames, will his affections be something else you can count as a failure?

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Training to Love

⤑ Pairing: Min Yoongi x F Reader ⤑ Genre: S2L, Fluff, Drama, Smut ⤑ Author: @jimilter ⤑ Summary: Yoongi knew he didn't have the kind of time on his hands that is required to care for a newly rescued dog, but didn't let that stop him from bringing a frightened and ailing Holly home. But now that his roommate's moved out and he's not any less busier than before, he turns to the avenue that is pet-sitting. You come highly recommended and…are uncannily good at managing his fussy puppy. Not to mention that you're also really beautiful, adorable, caring, with a laugh that tinkles like wind chimes, and—maybe Yoongi needs to look for another sitter before both him and his puppy get too attached.

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Best In Show

⤑ Pairing: Jung Hoseok x F Reader ⤑ Genre: S2L, Fluff, Smut ⤑ Author: @kth1fics ⤑ Summary: After gaining a new member to your family, you begin to attend puppy training classes to help your new baby learn some basic lessons. She’s fantastic; a very clever and smart dog as she wins the hearts of many! You think she can steal any show with her quick witted charm, but her trainer is a strong competitor with winning you over.

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Off-Script

⤑ Pairing: Kim Namjoon x F Reader ⤑ Genre: S2L, Fluff, Smut ⤑ Author: @sailoryooons ⤑ Summary: Namjoon has always been meticulous. He likes his life organized and he likes sticking to what he knows. So why is it that his new dog seems completely set on being unpredictable and untrainable? Thankfully, you seem to be the magic fix for Moni’s untamable side. You even manage to help Namjoon loosen up and live his life a little more off-script.

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Canine Conundrum

⤑ Pairing: Park Jimin x F Reader ⤑ Genre: S2L, Fluff, Smut ⤑ Author: @jeonqkooks ⤑ Summary: The perfect conundrum consists of three variables: You, Park Jimin, and a golden retriever who does not give a flying f*** where he takes a dump.

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Amaryllis

⤑ Pairing: Kim Taehyung x F Reader ⤑ Genre: S2L, Romance, Fluff, Smut ⤑ Author: @jeonjcngkook ⤑ Summary: As far as love goes, you have only known the feeling of it from the way cherry blossoms float in the air and the fluffy animals you spend your days with at the puppy training academy. But nothing could have prepared you for the blossoming warmth in your heart when an attractive stranger enters your life alongside his tiny Pomeranian and suddenly you’re reminded that flowers cant blossom without sunshine and you may have found your light in Kim Taehyung.

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Must Love Dogs

⤑ Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x F Reader ⤑ Genre: S2L, Fluff, Light Angst, Smut ⤑ Author: @sugalaritae ⤑ Summary: You are a cat person. You don’t get dogs or the appeal of them. High energy, slobbery, poo f***ing everywhere. You prefer the quiet of cats. The small bursts of energy that last an hour tops. They are clean(er) than dogs with a place where they know that they go to the bathroom. It’s preferable. So, you're not entirely sure how you got roped into looking after your best friend's dog for two months but when you meet Jungkook and his animal best friend - Bam - you think maybe you can pretend to be a dog person. What's the worst that could happen?

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bts-hyperfixation · 3 months

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How do you think BTS members will react if another member says crush's name while sleeping 👀?

I didn't give them specific members or anything and I do think certain members might react differently to one or two members

Please send me asks to keep me motivated while I’m off work! Thirsty thoughts, Most likely to, reactions, life updates, and general gibberish welcomed!!

Namjoon:

Namjoon gets really on edge when someone else mumbles the name of his crush in their sleep. He pauses what he is doing and listens out for anything else they say. He tries to convince himself that he is being ridiculous and goes back to what he is doing but Every time they move his ears perk up like a golden retriever listening for the mailman. He watches them like a hawk around his crush for the following week and becomes a little twitchy about it. Eventually he either gets approached by that member about being weird or he hears them whisper someone else's name and goes back to normal.

Seokjin:

He throws a pillow at them and then runs out of the room before they see who threw it, conveniently he walks back in a few moments later and just says "Bad dream?"

Yoongi:

He probably skirts around the members the next day, bringing up small talk and trying to edge them into talking about his crush. He is trying to be subtle but most of the members know what he is doing and enjoy watching him squirm trying to get the topic to fall in the direction he wants. No one has a crush on his crush, and he is not as subtle as he thinks about the fact that he has said crush so they all know who his crush is. They put him out of his misery after a couple of days.

Hoseok:

Probably doesn't care. Actively makes fun of the member for talking in their sleep and enjoys the blush that covers their cheeks when he teases them about a crush they don't have.

Jimin:

Gets a little self-conscious about it. Doesn't want to compete with one of his friends. He overthinks and blows the whole thing out of proportion until he is all twitchy and fidgety around the member in question. He spends a lot of time trying to refocus his attention from the crush onto someone or something else so he spends a lot of long hours in the dance studio. Namjoon or Yoongi eventually talk to him and tell him to knock it off and if it wasn't one of them he encourages them to talk to the other member.

Taehyung:

Shrugs it off and goes back to what he is doing. He might bring it up at a random point in time but in all likelihood he has probably completely forgotten about it by the time the morning comes around.

Jungkook:

Wakes the member up immediately and confronts them about it, whines probably. Complains that he had the crush first. The member is still mostly asleep and very confused, they don't even remember having a dream about the crush let alone saying their name.

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anonnie-in-wonderland · 1 year

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Home Calls the Heart

Summary: Twenty-year old L/N Y/N realizes she might be, okay, is a little bit of a social pariah. But there’s not much she can really do about it. Until a dreary winter day, when a determined, persistent dog hybrid named Taehyung shows up and declares that he’s interested in adopting her for himself and the rest of his lonely pack.

chapter: five

Word Count: 8.9k+

rating: T (uh, once again none I can think of this time)

genre: romance | hurt/comfort| magic AU

tags: bts x reader | ot7 x reader | hybrid | poly| FM!reader

Emperor Penguin!Seokjin, Golden Retriever!Taehyung, Coyote!Hoseok, Mountain Lion!Yoongi, Wolfdog!Namjoon, Kingfisher!Jimin, Holland Lop!Jungkook

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Author’s Note: Thank you everyone for your patience. I really thought I’d have had time to put this out a lot sooner than this, but it was just too busy. But I hope this can be like a holiday gift maybe!

The rabbit stood stiffly off to the side as his family (and their guest) prepared the table. Like Namjoon, everyone had been both surprised and relieved to see him out of the room and willing to join them, greeting him with smiles and a few hugs.

They backed off quickly though, probably scared they were going to overwhelm him if they made a big deal about it for too long. Jungkook supposed it made sense they would treat him as fragile, he was the youngest so it was already a given they babied him for years. Then when Gramps left them suddenly he did kind of check out.

Admittedly, when Jin-hyung mentioned a guest staying overnight, Jungkook hadn’t thought about it. The information slipped away almost as fast as it registered. He had more important things to wallow about think over. And, even if he had been paying attention, the pack maknae would have just come to the conclusion it was someone they already knew.

The neighboring farms, spread out as they were, had known about Gramps. They sent condolences or a few dishes for the boys to eat while the lawyer helped break down his will and the hyungs made funeral arrangements. Why would any of them bring a new person around when they were all still mourning?

Clearly, a lot had happened since he’d shut himself off, because the human girl among them was brand new to him. She had to have been new to the others too, because they didn’t keep secret friends from each other.

“Um, so, anywhere in particular I should set this?” the newcomer was asking Jin. She held up the plate of eggs she had been given. (Y/N). Namjoon-hyung said her name was (Y/N).

“Somewhere near the middle is fine,” Yoongi answered instead, walking by with a big, chilled pitcher of orange juice to place. “If any of these uncivilized heathens want some, they’re not shy about taking their share.”

Even Yoongi-hyung was acknowledging her? Jungkook barely held back his look of surprise. Being that Yoongi was born a wild hybrid, and had spent a portion of his childhood that way, he was more wary of new humans than most.

Gramps and a few of the old man’s associates that came around over the years and were trustworthy were about the only exceptions. Every other non-hybrid person that came into their space got the cold shoulder for the most part.

“Speaking of that, (Y/N) you fix your plate first.” Jin instructed, finally setting down the amazingly fluffy, mouth-watering stack of pancakes. “I made more than usual but I still doubt there’ll be any extras.” Jungkook’s nose twitched as the warm steam wafted into his nostrils, carrying the sweet and gooey fragrance of cinnamon rolls.

His hyung was definitely a culinary genius. Fusing breakfast pancakes and dessert should have been a crime, it was so good.

“It’s been so long since hyung made these,” Taehyung stated, tail wagging. “I don’t think I can hold back.”

“Do you ever?” Namjoon muttered, though there was a small smile on his full lips.

Once everything was out and set up, everyone scrambled to take their seats. Jungkook went for his usual spot slowly, noticing that (Y/N) hung back, looking painfully out of place. She was still wearing Taehyung’s coat, though it was open, revealing Jimin’s pajamas.

The minute he had seen that, Jungkook grew more curious than ever about who she was to the others. Yeah, sometimes if one of their friends came over and spent the night they might borrow a change of clothes, but not a female friend.

“Wait,” Taehyung brought attention to the same thing he noticed, absently placing his hand on Namjoon’s wrist before it could bump his glass. “(Y/N) hasn’t sat down.”

That was when everyone turned their attention on the awkward female standing by, then glanced around the table. All the spots had been set but one, and Jungkook had taken up his usual one.

There was only one seat left, and there was something about it that made offering it up wrong. Gramps. Gramps’ spot remained empty and untouched, chair tucked neatly in. Evidently, even their guest could sense that was not a seat for the taking, as she had opted to just stand around instead of sitting there.

“Oh, it’s no big deal,” she assured them. “I can eat at the counter…”

“You don’t want to sit with us?” Taehyung pouted, the puppy eyes in full effect.

“It’s not that!” She said quickly, “I just…”

“Just grab an extra chair and we’ll all scoot down.” Yoongi mumbled, “It’s not that big of a deal. I’m hungry and ready to eat.”

Blinking, the others nodded slowly, seemingly okay with that suggestion.

(Y/N) made her way to an available stool just as Jimin got up to fetch it for her, ever thoughtful. Their hands landed on it at the same time, and they both paused, then shared a brief chuckle.

“Let me,” Not taking no for an answer, Jimin picked it up easily and brought it to the table, placing it between his chair and Hoseok’s. (Y/N) thanked them and sat down, allowing breakfast to continue.

While it was true he’d only been nibbling at his meals the last week, suddenly the low hunger pangs in his stomach were making him regret that. His fingers loosely gripped the silverware, waiting a little impatiently as a girl he had never seen before got to take her time preparing her own plate at Jin and Taehyung’s insistence.

Finally she was done, and just like that, everyone sprang at the food simultaneously, the loud clambering nearly drowning out Jin’s scolding about having some manners. Jungkook was so used to it, he didn’t even bat an eye, holding his own just fine against his hyungs as he secured a stack of pancakes, eggs, and a few links of sausage. Jin didn’t cook Western often, and he wanted to savor it. But his stomach had other plans, and when he stuffed the first few heavenly bites in his mouth, the bunny would admit he wasn’t sure he tasted it until after it went down.

“So, what do you think?” Hoseok asked (Y/N) conversationally, keeping an eye on his plate in case anyone got greedy and snuck a few bites. They loved each other, but everyone in the household knew all was fair in food and war.

“Good,” she hummed, having another bite after swallowing the first. “Really good. Thank you for letting me share this meal with you. It beats the energy bar and coffee I usually wolf down in the morning.”

“It’s nothing,” Jin smiled, clearly pleased with her approval of his cooking. “It’s the least we can do since you put up with this one’s insolence,” he waved his hand at Taehyung, who tucked in closer to his plate and avoided Jin’s eyes, “And helped with Jilju this morning.”

Jungkook perked up at that. He hadn’t planned to say much unless someone addressed him directly, still equally curious and cautious of the girl among them, but he couldn’t ignore anything that had to do with his horse. Outside his hyungs and Gramps, she was the one he was closest to on the farm. “Jilju? What’s wrong with Jilju?”

“Oh, nothing now.” Namjoon popped some eggs into his mouth, grinning deeply in a way that brought out his dimples. “(Y/N) was able to take care of it. It was very impressive.”

(Y/N) sank down a little, trying to hide a small blush in her shoulder. “Just doing my job.”

“How’d that go, by the way?” Jimin urged, cutting up his pancakes into neat pieces the way he always did before eating. “What was wrong?”

He turned to (Y/N) curiously, and Jungkook watched her closely as well, head full of questions.

“Well…where to start…” she paused, lowering her fork with sausage on the end. “She was a little anxious, for one. I think I got through to her. I reassured her that she’s doing the best she can by Jungkook, and that there’s no need to worry about losing her connection to him.”

“Why would she think that?” Jungkook frowned, then turned to his nearest hyung, Yoongi. “How would she know that Jilju thinks that?”

“Because,” Yoongi had opted for coffee instead of juice, and the strong smell of the brew singed the hairs inside Jungkook’s nose a bit. How his hyung chugged that stuff black he would never know, “Our new friend here has magic, and her gift is understanding the emotions of animals.”

“And hybrids,” Taehyung added proudly.

Jungkook only stared at the girl, who squirmed slightly, awkward smile in place. “Magic?” He repeated.

“Mhm,” Namjoon nodded, “You know, the rare individuals who are born with a special ability? I’ve read a book on it that—”

“I know what it means, hyung,” he said, then cringed inside when Namjoon’s ears drooped. His hyung was always so genuinely excited to share what he learned with them, and they all listened indulgently, even if they had heard him rambling about it a hundred times. He really hadn’t meant to sound like he didn’t care, he was just struggling to understand.

How had his colony come across a human with magic? Did she come just to check the animals then? They had all acted like they understood that Gramps wasn’t coming back, so he wouldn’t be surprised that it had impacted their moods. “Sorry…” he mumbled at Namjoon. “I just don’t get it. Why would Jilju tell you what was worrying her if she didn’t tell me?”

“Sometimes it can be…hard…for animals to communicate some things to us, even when we share a strong bond. Sometimes they deliberately try to avoid worrying us,” she said patiently.

Jungkook shoveled more food in his mouth and tried to avoid pouting. When his hyung’s food tasted so good, it was normally hard not to be happy but right now…he was a little annoyed. Some stranger turned up and it felt like she understood his friend better than he did.

“That’s…not all.” (Y/N) shared, smiling as everyone looked at her curiously. “It turns out Jilju is also expecting.”

“What?” Jimin gasped, speaking in unison with Jungkook, who dropped his fork.

“Yeah…” Namjoon rubbed his neck. “It surprised me too. Remember when one of the horses from Mr. Lee’s farm escaped and we found him the next morning?”

“Jilju’s pregnant?” Jungkook couldn’t believe it. His horse? Was going to be a mother?

“Apparently,” (Y/N) chimed in, “Surprise, and um, congrats!”

Jungkook said nothing, still processing that information.

“We’ll have to make sure she has enough rations,” Yoongi mused. “She’s eating for two now.”

“And we’ll keep the stable comfy-cozy for her,” Hoseok sang.

“You’re an uncle, Jungkook!” Tae clapped, the faint thump of his wagging tail easy to pick up with his sensitive ears. “And we might not have found out so soon if I never met (Y/N) yesterday. I knew I picked a quality human.”

“Yesterday?” Jungkook was a rabbit, not a parrot, but it felt like all he could do was squawk out every word that blindsided him. “You met her…yesterday?”

Taehyung nodded.

“Then why is she here?”

“Jungkook,” Jin huffed, “That was a little rude, don’t you think?”

“Not really,” (Y/N) disagreed, “it’s fair.”

“Why did you say ‘picked a quality human’?” He said, ignoring her. The longer she was here, the more Jungkook felt his discomfort grow. What was going on?

“Because—”

“Long story. Not Tae’s most well thought out decision, either.” Yoongi smoothly disrupted whatever the dog was about to reveal, and Jungkook glared a bit.

“Can’t you just tell me what’s going on?” The bunny insisted, aware he sounded the part of the petulant youngest brother, but also irritated with being kept in the dark. “Who are you?” he asked (Y/N).

“Tae’s heart was in the right place…” Jimin sighed, “He just didn’t think it through, like hyung said.”

“Taehyungie brought (Y/N) home, because he thought having someone new around could cheer us up.” Hoseok explained carefully, to which the younger canine hybrid nodded in agreement.

That explained…a little bit. They loved Taehyung and his spontaneity and eccentricity, but sometimes it caught everyone off guard. “Why her, specifically?” Jungkook pressed, “Because she’s got magic?”

“I didn’t even know that when we met, actually.” Taehyung admitted, hiding in his curls sheepishly. “She just…seemed nice. I got a good feeling.”

Their hyung had brought a random human back to them, when they were all still so upset at losing their main caregiver and father-figure, off of a ‘good feeling’?

The rabbit could feel his foot tap irritably. “What?” His voice came out flat, unimpressed. “That’s stupid, hyung.”

“Yeah, it was,” Yoongi rolled his eyes, stabbing into his pancakes with extra force. “But we’ve been over that already. We talked, we fought, some of us cried…” His glittering emerald eyes slid to Taehyung. “It was a whole thing.”

“I haven’t been over it,” Jungkook protested, “I’m not over Gramps! I…I thought none of you were either!”

“We’re not,” Namjoon said calmly. “All our hearts are still broken.”

“Right now it doesn’t feel like that, hyung.” he hissed, full on glaring at (Y/N), making her flinch. “I don’t care how special a human she is. She’s not Gramps.”

“Here we go again…” He heard Yoongi say.

Jungkook began to collect his food with the intention of retreating upstairs, because like hell he’d be able to enjoy it like this, and there was no way he was leaving it or throwing it out either.

(Y/N) also lurching to her feet at the same time was the last thing he expected, and he instinctively stilled, cradling his plate protectively while making himself bigger.

Thanks to Gramps indulging him years ago when he said he wanted to work out and get stronger, the youngest hybrid was well aware he wasn’t built like an ordinary bunny.

They were genetically predispositioned to petite or average frames, and because of their prey genes, putting on muscle—except maybe in their legs—did not come as easily for them as it did for predators.

But with dedication and hard work, Jungkook had made himself someone to be reckoned with, and now when they went out, predator hybrids gave pause as they tried to size him up.

His scent was still recognizable to them as rabbit, if they got close enough, but he didn’t get intimidated after living and growing up with several of his natural predators.

Plus his size helped him stand toe to toe with the snake, cat and fox hybrids out there who might try making him uncomfortable.

Needless to say, an average human like (Y/N) had no chance. He could tell her first instinct was to back down. But she swallowed it down in the next second, her eyes determined, “Wait, please don’t leave.”

Jungkook stopped, unable to help himself. What could she want to say? Nothing was going to change his mind about her not being a suitable replacement for Gramps. No one was.

“You weren’t at the meal yesterday, so you didn’t hear it but…I’m sorry.” One minute she was speaking, the next minute she was bowing deeply. “I’m sorry for your loss, and I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable. It doesn’t matter about what the circumstances were that brought me here, it still ended up causing pain, and that’s my fault.”

“(Y/N),” Taehyung sounded like he wanted to object, but she straightened, shaking her head.

“It’s the truth.” She said firmly. “The choice to follow you here, even when I learned you wanted a new family member, that was on me. I should have used common sense and stopped you, especially knowing you didn’t live alone.” Nervous energy poured off of her as she played with her sleeve. “Also I…I lost someone too.” Judging by the silent reactions, this was information none of the others had heard before. “Not as recently as you did, but he was a very dear friend to me, and the eight months I’ve spent without him have been really hard.” (Y/N) bowed her head mournfully.

Jungkook looked at her, really looked at her. He would have never assumed she was also missing someone as deeply as he was missing Gramps, but then he’d only just met her, and how she felt wasn’t his priority so much as wanting her to go away.

Oblivious, or ignoring everyone’s staring, (Y/N) kept talking. “So I relate to that pain you’re all going through right now, and I’d never disrespect your bond to a member of your family by trying to force myself into that dynamic or think I could fill a hole that large in any of you. Everyone we ever love is special. Different.”

Her voice cracked on the last word, so briefly only a hybrid could have heard it. “I’m glad I could help solve your problem with Jilju, and thank you for letting me stay the night and even have breakfast, but if my clothes are dried, I should go. Everyone here’s been great, but you deserve your home back.” Cleaning up her spot hastily, (Y/N) stood in the kitchen doorway and gave them one last bow, eyes full of sincerity, then scurried out of sight.

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She came down the stairs, almost dreading running into anyone. Why did she have to keep making a mess of things with these hybrids? They’d probably be glad to be rid of her.

Who wouldn’t want to free themselves of a pest. Gathering the meager things she had arrived with, neatly folding Jimin’s borrowed pajamas after changing back into her clothes, and stripping the sheets (knowing how sensitive hybrids were to smell, and figuring Jungkook wouldn’t want her scent in the middle of his room), (Y/N) was pretty much ready to go.

Creeping down the stairs, she found it was quiet, and glanced around unsurely. While she wanted to be out of their hair, leaving without saying goodbye would be…rude. But so would wandering around their house in search of someone.

Luckily, the sound of voices conversing in another room gave her an indicator about where everyone might be, and she mustered up her courage to go find them.

Peeking her head in, she found Namjoon, Jin, Hoseok and Yoongi talking amongst themselves at the kitchen bar, though they all looked up immediately. Damn. No way to go undetected when super hearing was in the mix, huh?

“All set?” Jin asked.

(Y/N) nodded. “I am. Thanks to you, and sorry again for the trou—”

“Apologies are played out, don’t you think?” Yoongi interrupted, appearing bored as his long tail swished lazily. “We’re not interested in hearing any more of them.”

“This hyung’s always so shy about showing new people how he feels.” Hoseok giggled, pinching Yoongi’s cheek affectionately. “But he’s just trying to say none of us think you have anything else to apologize for. It’s been talked over, and in the end it was just a misunderstanding, right?”

(Y/N) frowned, shifting her weight from foot to foot. “But, Jungkook—”

“He’ll be okay.” Namjoon reassured her, his ears flickering. “In time anyway. Right now he’s working out to blow off steam instead of holed up in Gramps’ room again. That’s big progress.”

“Plus he ate all his food.” Jin practically swooned.

“Yeah, kid’s gonna be back to eating us out of house and home in no time.” Yoongi chuckled, the fondness in his voice clear.

“See, no permanent damage done.” Hoseok concluded.

“Well…that’s a relief.” (Y/N) grinned weakly. “Anyway, I really should get—”

“Hyungs!” Taehyung’s excited shout made her jump, but the four hybrids siting around the bar didn’t appear surprised at all.

“No one listens to my rules,” Jin groaned. “I say no running. I say no yelling in the house. I say put your clothes in the hamper and not on the floor. Am I talking for my health?”

“At this point…” Yoongi mused, though he didn’t finish when Taehyung burst in.

“Oh, (Y/N)!” He greeted her, face lighting up as soon as their eyes met. “I’m glad you’re still here.”

The pup still kind of gave her whiplash, but somehow, (Y/N) thought she might have been getting used to it. “How come?”

“Cause the lake’s frozen,” he said gleefully, “And you know what that means?” He asked his hyungs. They glanced between each other, quiet. “We should play outside. Have a snow day. We haven’t done that all season, and—”

“Tae, you brat,” The airy voice of Jimin complained from behind them. (Y/N) turned to see him wearing a scowl and trudging through the front door the dog had left open. “Why’d you take off like that? And after I helped you get your tongue unstuck from…oh.” His eyes widened when he noticed the crowd in the kitchen and doorway.

“What’d he get his tongue stuck to?” Hoseok pressed curiously.

Taehyung shrugged, “Jimin dared me to lick a sheet of metal.” He tattled nonchalantly.

“I didn’t think you’d do it!” The avian hybrid exclaimed, throwing up his arms, wings rustling.

“You two can’t be left unsupervised for more than ten minutes.” Yoongi sighed. “You were supposed to be making sure all the animals had enough blankets and fresh hay.”

“We did,” Taehyung’s tail was slowly gaining speed and his ears had a slight lift, “Then I noticed what a good snow day it’d be. C’mon hyungs, please?” (Y/N) had not been around long, but she absolutely knew what was coming next, and turned to preemptively shield her eyes just as Taehyung made his bigger, rounder and more innocent pitiful. “You should join us too, (Y/N).”

Gah, oh no! He turned the force of his gaze on her, and gently clasped one of her hands for good measure, trying to tug the other one down.

“Hmm…I guess all of us haven’t been outside much besides tending to the farm.” Hoseok murmured. “We use to roam the property and play outside all the time. Maybe it’d be okay to indulge the pup this one time,”

“One time’s enough for a fun time,” Taehyung cheered.

“‘One time’ is enough to make it a habit.” Yoongi corrected. “You think we met you yesterday, pup?”

“Still, what’s it hurting?” Jin added his two cents. “Winter weather feels great to me.”

“Hyung, that’s a given,” Namjoon pointed out, “But okay, I guess a little time outside wouldn’t be so bad.”

Taehyung clapped, “Meet you all out at the shed!” He put a hand on (Y/N)’s shoulder. “You can come wait for us near the ice.” The next thing she knew, she was being steered towards the door.

“Hey, hold on,” Jimin huffed, “Don’t just drag her around without letting her decide for herself. And she’ll need a coat, hat, gloves and boots if she’s coming out with us. She’s not resistant to the cold.” he ended, rolling his eyes at the dog’s impulsiveness.

“I…thanks for the invite but I don’t wanna get in the way…”

“Please,” Taehyung not only used the eyes this time, but hit her with a very puppy-like whimper, and (Y/N) crumbled like a sandcastle kicked over.

“Okay…just a little while though.”

Taehyung gleefully brought her to the hall closet so she could borrow some winter layers again.

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The glistening lake caught the weak sunlight of the winter sky, sparkling like a diamond that had just been given a polish.

The farm really was an idyllic winter scene right now, (Y/N) marveled. The trees were bare and the snow was heaped up all around, but it was still manageable to get around the property.

She waited patiently by the lake, which was conveniently next to the shed Taehyung had mentioned. It could have been its own little house, and even boasted a small porch. The boys had ran right into it, promised they’d be back shortly, and closed the door.

‘I didn’t see Jungkook join them though.’ (Y/N) couldn’t help but think about the last person she had blindsided, staring off into the distance, where she could make out the main house.

Was he still exercising? Did he know they were going to play outside? He shouldn’t have to miss a time to have fun with his family just because she was being included. Doubts about staying started to creep up again, but before they could consume her too much, the shed’s door creaked open, and out waddled a very impressive, tall emperor penguin.

(Y/N) gasped, gazing at the proud bird in awe as it bobbed over to her, stopping a short distance away as if waiting for her to be done admiring him. “S-Seokjin-ssi?” It had to be him, right?

The flightless bird bowed his head in confirmation, turning completely around once so she could see all of him. His sleek body was beautiful, and perfectly designed for this element.

(Y/N) had only seen penguins on TV and once from behind a glass at the zoo. Nothing did justice to Seokjin’s impressive form. And when he stepped onto the frozen lake and gracefully began skating around, (Y/N) was even more gobsmacked. “Wow…”

A bark disrupted her admiration of Seokjin’s moves on the ice, and she found a familiar golden dog bounding towards her.

Taehyung got into a playful crouch as he approached, tail fanning high behind him. (Y/N) giggled, bending to meet him. “So this is what you had in mind?”

He yipped, spinning in circles and then taking advantage of her proximity to lean up and lick her cheek before lunging away.

(Y/N) put a gloved hand over the spot, jaw dropping as she watched Taehyung run and roll around in the snow. More of the hybrids emerged from the shed, two more canines following him.

There was a slender but well-muscled coyote that trotted out calmly and sat on his haunches to watch Seokjin skating and Taehyung playing. Followed by a large, bi-colored canine of intimidating stature with intelligent eyes. Namjoon for sure.

His thick, black coat was streaked through with silver, something (Y/N) doubted was from age. It looked like a natural pattern, and a cool one at that. His thick tail waved once, and then he stopped next to Hoseok and observed too. “All your animal forms are so beautiful.”

Hoseok’s ears went back and his eyes got round, a smile on his muzzle. He was the normal golden brown of a coyote, but with a russet undertone more prominent now that he had shifted than it was before. He tilted his head back at the shed and barked, sounding like he was beckoning someone.

A short, feline snout popped out, and then slowly a whole head. (Y/N) watched the big cat watch them, until he decided to place one paw outside the structure, and then another.

Soon a mountain lion was stalking silently from the shed with all the languid grace of an apex predator. (Y/N)’s heart skipped a beat as his gorgeous green eyes found her, then turned to his fellow hybrids as if to say, ‘I’m out here, now what?’

Taehyung quickly took care of that, seizing on his opportunity once he saw his hyungs and running straight for them. Yoongi grumbled, lifting a paw as if to stop him. It didn’t even make the dog break stride, and he tumbled into the other hybrids, licking them all mercilessly in the face and yipping cutely as if to thank them.

(Y/N) had to hide a giggle when Yoongi swatted at him with his tail and Taehyung caught it in his mouth, tugging on it and trying to pull him in closer by it.

Although that seemed to annoy the mountain lion, his tugs to reclaim his appendage were half-hearted at best. Hoseok joined in, though he seemed to be on no one’s side but his own.

One minute he was pulling Yoongi’s ear and gently getting cuffed for it, the next he was nosing at Taehyung’s sides like he was trying to tickle him, and it got the dog to let go and show his belly, evidently still ticklish no matter what form.

(Y/N) almost didn’t notice the last presence, one hovering close to her face, until the cutest little chirp drew her attention.

A deep blue bird was flying right next to her, and when she studied him, he chirped again. “Ohh, Jimin-ssi, your plumage is so shiny.” The bird landed on her shoulder, puffing out his chest in pride as she grinned. So little, so cute.

Seokjin, noticing the rough-housing happening on the snowbank, glided over to join everyone.

Soon five hybrids were chasing each other around, occasionally someone getting tackled and going down with a face full of snow to show for it. (Y/N) stood and watched, not sure if she should be joining or keeping out of the way.

Jimin had flit from her shoulder and was egging the others on, tugging at their fur and then darting away when they looked over their shoulder. He’d peck someone and then zip up into the air before they could even think about getting him.

But given that he was so small and delicate in this form, (Y/N) couldn’t imagine them playing with him the way they were playing with each other.

Taehyung slid into her legs as he failed to skid to a stop in time, and she watched him roll onto his paws and shake off. He barked, tugging at her pants and whining when she only blinked. “Are you asking…”

He barked again more urgently, tilting his head at the others, who were all peeking over at them. “How would I join in?” She asked, genuinely curious.

Seokjin kicked snow with a foot, honking.

Squinting, (Y/N) watched him clumsily mold snow into a lumpy ball and then point at it with a wing. “You can’t really be asking me to have a snowball fight with you.”

Taehyung swooped down on Jin’s snowball and lobbed it as best he could, hitting Namjoon in the ear when Hoseok ducked. Namjoon growled, snatching up a mouthful of snow without bothering to mold it and trying to return fire.

Jin squawked as Taehyung hid behind him, refusing to abandon his living shield no matter which direction the penguin turned in.

Raising a brow, (Y/N) quickly made a snowball and threw it at the dog. He yelped as it hit his flank, his large blue eyes full of betrayal. Though it almost made her feel bad, (Y/N) grinned at him. “Sorry, sorry, but it was only fair, right?”

Namjoon took the opportunity to pile on, flinging another snowball he had made while they were distracting that Taehyung took under the chin.

The light tweeting Jimin did sounded suspiciously like laughter as the dog barked dramatically, picking up snow in his mouth and chasing his hyung with it.

The fast wolfdog ducked behind Yoongi, who nearly got bowled over by Taehyung. The big cat took that as his sign to join in, pinning the dog down and making him swallow the snow he was holding.

There was nothing but vindication in those sharp emerald eyes, and (Y/N) watched in interest as Hoseok brought a snowball he had made to her and then ruffed quietly. “Are you saying we should team up?” she whispered.

Jimin flew down and landed on the coyote’s head. “And you want to be on the team too?” He confirmed with a chirp. “Think we can really take them all on?” The two hybrids nodded in determination. “Alright, then let’s get some distance first. Come up with a plan of attack.”

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Heart pounding after his workout, Jungkook removed his boxing gloves, swiping his bangs from his eyes and grabbing for his water bottle. He had forgotten how good the burn of his muscles after an extended session in the gym felt.

The rabbit hybrid sighed, not hearing any sounds in his vicinity, and guessing everyone must be downstairs. He shuffled into the hall’s bathroom and began to strip out of his sweaty workout gear.

Better to get clean now before Jin-hyung caught a whiff of him later and complained. Besides, sometimes a warm shower helped loosen up the sore muscles and made the whole post-workout come down feel even better.

Adjusting the water to the right temperature and waiting patiently, Jungkook glanced in the mirror. He looked at the circles beneath his eyes, and touched a piece of hair that had fallen into his face.

It’d been a while since his last official haircut. Gramps used to give them himself, but once they got older and started to complain about wanting to look more fashionable, he began taking them into town for a professional to do it. Lately, Jungkook had been thinking of growing it out though.

Maybe his bangs could use a touch up, but the ends of his hair feathered past his ears, just the way he wanted it. His floppy, velveteen ears could use some attention and grooming as well.

They had always been soft and silky to the touch, according to his family. But Jungkook could tell the difference. Dragging himself to shower every other day or so for the last week meant the texture had fallen below his usual standards. To him they felt oily. Nothing a quick shower couldn’t remedy now, though.

He lathered his hair in the lightly scented shampoo already there, letting the water run over his muscles and trying to piece together what had happened downstairs.

So, while he was alone in Gramps room, Taehyung had met (Y/N). A human girl from the park nearby. She was…pretty normal, except the having magic part. If it were any other time, he might be kind of intrigued, but he was still put out by how she had come to be in their house.

When she left, he would talk more about it with his hyungs, and they would reassure him that no one would be allowed to come in and join their family so suddenly. Especially not some silly girl from the park. Everything would be alright…

Eventually, his shower concluded, and he made the short trip down the hall to his bedroom. It had been a while, Jin or someone else normally bringing a change of clothes for him to Gramps’ room.

So he was unprepared by the unfamiliar scent that buffeted his nose as soon as he walked in. He took a sniff and his nose instantly crinkled. What…was that? Who was in his room?! The last sheets were off the bed, bagged up and ready for the laundry. A clean set had been put on tidily in their place.

But Jungkook could practically taste it in the air. That new scent. (Y/N).

They really let her use his room? All his hyungs knew how sensitive he was to scents.

Technically, all hybrids were scent-sensitive, but having spent his early life the way he had, it was particularly amplified in Jungkook’s case.

Sliding on some clean clothes quickly, the bunny hurried to his bedroom window and wrenched it open. The crisp winter air flowed in immediately, sending a chill down his neck. Relieved, Jungkook stuck his head outside and breathed in the clean mid-morning air with his eyes closed.

Nature smelt so good. The world was blanketed in a soft layer of snow, on the fencing separating the path from the fields and the roof of the barn and even on the shed way out by the lake. It was probably frozen. Jungkook squinted out in that direction, seeing several figures darting around, seemingly having a great time.

A fond memory surfaced, Gramps taking his hand and leading him out onto the ice, teaching him how to skate when he was very small. Then Taehyung came sliding into them, and everyone went spinning across the ice like newborn foals.

Come to think of it…someone had poked their head in the gym and told him they were going out to play in the snow for a little while, and that he was welcome to come along. But Jungkook had been so focused on his workout, it really hadn’t registered.

Hesitating there at the window, he watched the four-legged creatures bounding around each other, able to make out most of his hyungs. Jimin was impossible to spot from here if he was shifted, though.

Joining in did seem tempting. He was still hurting, of course. That was unlikely to change soon. But Gramps wouldn’t want him holed up inside all day. Maybe it was fine to get out, get some fresh air and enjoy the company of the others…

All those thoughts came to a crashing halt when he made out an extra figure, up on two legs and running amongst the animals in the snow. Wait, was that…?

(Y/N) again. Didn’t she go home already? For a second, Jungkook contemplated not even going out there. Avoiding her until she left seemed like the best bet.

Then, he thought about the fact that he was letting some new person who wasn’t even staying keep him from spending time when his hyungs, and he had missed them.

Defiantly, he went digging in his closet for a warm hoodie and his snow boots.

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Laughing, (Y/N) went down hard, falling to her knees and placing her arms over her head. It didn’t stop the onslaught. She was repeatedly pelted from behind by sizable snowballs, the hybrids having gotten quite good at making them without hands.

Hoseok brushed by her, barking, darting around Namjoon and distracting him with seemingly innocuous play. At some point the strategy had kind of fallen apart, and they were improvising.

Though that meant it was hard to tell who was winning. She, Hoseok and Jimin had taken the others by surprise, but not for long.

Who knew they would have such a vicious competitive streak? Except maybe Yoongi. Kind of just seemed like he was only riled up because he kept getting pelted every time he tried to shuffle off to the side and watch.

“Tactical…” (Y/N) said through her giggles, “retreat!” She went crawling away, dragging herself to the shed with the hopes of getting a moment’s reprieve.

Her cheeks had to be as red as a cherry by now, and her throat burned a little from rapidly inhaling the cold air. Even her fingertips felt a little numb, despite the borrowed gloves. Still, it was the most active she had been in a while, and the game was a lot of fun.

Lurching up on her hands and knees, (Y/N) dove behind the shed, taking cover (and the opportunity to catch her breath) with a grin. She wiped some slush from her eye, peeking behind her to see Hoseok trying to dodge the opposing team and join her, with Jimin’s little body no where in sight amidst the larger hybrids and snow flying everywhere.

Hopefully he was safe and up high. (Y/N) sighed, wondering if she should be planning a rescue, barely containing a startled squeal when she nearly came nose to nose with a very…large…rabbit.

Its black nose twitched, and the big golden brown eyes watched her steadily. The animal was what (Y/N) would most certainly class as ‘a unit’—a wall of muscular fluff. She’d never seen a lop-eared bunny so big and defined. “Um, hello…” she whispered, “Did you come to see what was going on?”

The rabbit eyed her down, unmoving and somehow, unamused. A loud growling-bark sounded from just behind her as Namjoon tumbled from a well-timed push, and (Y/N) moved to protect the smaller animal on instinct. Big bun or small bun, she still didn’t want him squished.

What she hadn’t counted on was the rabbit reacting like it did the minute her hand moved to bring him in close to her chest.

(Y/N) hissed, immediately retracting her hand, eyes widening as her fingers throbbed where his teeth had sank into them through the glove. She didn’t think he’d broken skin, but his powerful little jaw had moved quick as lightning with a warning bite.

He turned his back to her, his long back legs kicking snow in her direction, and the action felt almost scornful. Then he hopped away, out into sight of the others, who stopped and made excited cries as if to welcome him to their game.

‘Duh, of course that’s Jungkook.’ (Y/N) winced, easing her glove off to inspect her hand. ‘I probably overstepped just now. I wouldn’t want a stranger touching me without warning either.’

There was a light tap on her shoulder, and (Y/N) twisted her body to see Jin towering over her. He honked, tilting his head and appearing puzzled. “Are you asking me if I’m okay?”

His sleek head bobbed.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” she said hurriedly. “I guess I’m tired. That was a long, intense game, right?

Taehyung trotted over, dipping his head as he studied her and then whining loudly. “Let’s say your team won, huh? That was fun. Thank you. I think I really should get going though. Gotta check on my car and all.”

Shaking himself off, the dog ran into the shed with a loud crash. “Wait,” she heard him shout from inside, voice echoing through the cracked door. “I’ll get dressed and walk with you.”

More hybrids walked into the shed, (Y/N) heard a chorus of voices and some light squabbling. “Don’t you think you’ve clung to her enough already? One of us could also walk her back.”

“But!”

“I think one of us tagging along is a good idea. Taehyung would just stall on purpose.”

(Y/N) inwardly smiled. However short her time had been with them, they had made her life more lively than it had been in a while.

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The crunch of the snow beneath her feet felt extra noisy. In comparison, her two escorts were silent as they all reached the parking lot. (Y/N) found there wasn’t anyone around, and no other cars left unclaimed, so it was easy to spot her vehicle, half buried under a mound of accumulated snow, but intact.

Huffing, she marched over, careful not to trip, digging out her key and unlocking the driver’s side door. “Well. This is my ride.” She told the two hybrids, smiling gently. “Thank you for seeing me back safely, and for hosting me too. I wish there was some way to repay your generosity.”

“It was the least we could do.” The older hybrid gave a single rough pat to Taehyung’s head, “Don’t mention it.”

The dog stepped forward, bangs falling slightly into his wide blue eyes, “So this is goodbye?”

“Uh, well…for now?” (Y/N) stammered, unsure why she felt so overwhelmingly guilty. “But you know, maybe not forever.” She extended a hand toward him, “You’re a nice guy, Taehyung, and you’ve got a good family. No matter how it happened…I’m glad we met.”

After staring at her hand, he slowly grasped it, giving it a firm squeeze. It wasn’t quite a handshake, but a parting offer of comfort. Sadness flowed through the touch, but not like she had felt before. It was touched with…hope. “Take care of yourself, okay? And don’t approach just anybody eating a hamburger on a bench anymore.”

A faint smile tugged at his lips briefly, “You take care too, (Y/N).”

Leaving Seokjin and Taehyung in her rear view mirror felt a lot like abandoning an opportunity to finally have some new friends.

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“Hold him steady!” One of the zoo staffers yelled. Several grown men groaned and grunted as they wrestled with the belligerent kangaroo (Y/N) was supposed to be seeing.

The feisty animal twisted, eyes screaming murder as he managed to smack one of the people restraining him with the thick tail attached to his backside. Before (Y/N) could get any closer he had broken free with one mighty kick, leaving the poor zoo keeper dazed and sprawled on the ground, clutching at his ribs.

She winced, hoping he would be alright. “Tae-hui,” she called. “Please stop. I know we’ve never met, but I’m here to help.”

The kangaroo was clearly still rearing to go given his body language and the way he was bouncing around, so (Y/N) dared not press her luck until she saw if she got through to him.

Why couldn’t all animals in need be as easy to work with as Jilju? The horse had just needed some patience and understanding words, and she was compliant by the end. Thinking of her last encounter using her gift outside of work brought back memories of the farm.

And the boys.

How were they doing now? Was the grief of losing someone so dear to them any better, or just ramping up? It had been about a week, and she still regretted not at least suggesting they keep in touch.

Then again, what if they didn’t want to? How could she explain she was lonely and desperate for companionship? They might think she was a pushy creep.

“Yah!” Someone yelled.

Tae-hui was coming her way, someone comically trying to hold him still again with the kangaroo paying no real mind. (Y/N) braced herself, ready to get out of the way if needed. Just another day in the life for her…

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Lips twisted lightly, (Y/N) used her thumb to scroll down the page pulled up on her phone, trying to check what ingredients the recipe called for while steering the shopping cart. The last thing she wanted was to run over anyone’s toes in her quest to try cooking pad see ew. It was worth expanding the palette every now and then. Or maybe even she was tired of her own cooking and needed something new.

Either way, (Y/N) was determined to give it a go. If only she could find what she needed. “Did they change the store’s layout around?” she mumbled to herself. “The noodles should have been on that aisle I just passed…” Continuing on, she did manage to find and grab some of the sauces the recipe called for. A few evening shoppers also milled about, (Y/N) passing an older woman deliberating over two brands of soup, an impatient youngster standing near by. “Halmoni,” the boy sighed, “My feet hurt. Can we please have dinner?”

“Ssh,” she hushed absently, waving a hand without looking at her grandchild.

Quietly walking by them, (Y/N) reached the end of the aisle, veering her cart sharply to avoid a store clerk who was mopping up a spilled mess from a broken jar.

She heard the gasp in time to avoid running into the woman who was coming out of the aisle she was entering, a shopping basket dangling on her arm. “Oh, sorry.” (Y/N) mumbled. “Are you alright?”

The woman said nothing, making unnerving eye contact and then slowly squinting, “Wait…(Y/N)? (L/N) (Y/N)?” Heart skipping a beat at the recognition, she tilted her head, trying to recall where the woman could possibly know her from.

“…Yes?”

“It’s me,” the lady gasped, moving a bit closer with a smile. “Gosh, how long has it been?”

“I…I don’t…”

“Do you really not recognize me?” She whispered. “It’s Choi Taeyeon.”

“C-Choi Taeyeon?” The name immediately elicited very vivid memories, some more pleasant than others. “I…” (Y/N) took a deep breath, pasting on a grin that was hopefully more excited than awkward looking. “It’s been so long. How are you?” Choi Taeyeon had once been her best friend. A proper greeting was the least she could do, right?

Finally having been acknowledged properly, she beamed, a pretty, gleaming white smile ringed in a blush shade of lipstick. Taeyeon’s stylish bob fell neatly around her shoulders, and her pink cashmere trench coat was cute and fashionable. She looked great.

In comparison, (Y/N) stood in her normal work attire: khaki pants and a polo-shirt, bundled up with a sweater and coat for layering. There was no dressing glamorous when working with animals. Who knew if she would be slobbered on, clawed at, peed around, or otherwise get dirty.

‘I probably look like a drowned rat!’ (Y/N) suppressed the urge to reach up and smooth down her hair.

“Busy as ever.” Taeyeon sighed, “I’m afraid it’s starting to show on my face.” Of course, it was just fake humility. They both knew she looked excellent. “I followed my dreams and moved to Busan to work a nice job at a news station for the last two years. Now I’m back in Seoul and I’ll be covering national events.”

“That’s awesome,” (Y/N) remembered when they would talk of their dreams together. Taeyeon had at first wanted to be a weather girl, but by graduation her sights were set much higher. “I’m not surprised.”

“What about you? What are you doing these days?” (Y/N) cringed inside, hoping they could politely go their separate ways after exchanging pleasantries. They hadn’t exactly parted ways on the best of terms… Once a painfully shy girl with a stutter, Taeyeon had hit it off for (Y/N), the class black sheep, in elementary school.

After all, they were both excluded in activities by their peers, or picked last, or avoided. Sensing a kindred spirit, (Y/N) eventually befriended Taeyeon, and they had stuck together from then on.

When her power surfaced for the first time, outside her father, Taeyeon was the first person she told. Months later anyway. Although they shared everything with no secrets between them, magic was not as usual anymore, and people who had it could face a variety of reactions from others. The last thing she wanted was for her closest friend to see her differently.

The guilt of hiding something from her unsuspecting best friend left a throbbing pain inside. When she finally felt ready to share the truth, Taeyeon had listened with fascination. Relieved that she no longer had to hide, (Y/N) never imagined the way it would all change when they reached high school…

“I’ve been…around. I work with animals.” She explained vaguely.

“Oh, that sounds like you,” Taeyeon giggled with a nod. “Same old (Y/N), huh?”

(Y/N) smiled weakly. “Yeah…same old me.” When could she be on her way? The longer she looked at Taeyeon the more she wanted to cry, all the memories rushing back. And that was not acceptable.

“Well. It was nice to see you,” Finally, that sounded like the end of a conversation if she ever heard one! “Maybe we could have a coffee date, catch up someti—”

Taeyeon stopped talking, mouth parting a little. (Y/N) quirked a brow, confused by her sudden awe. A large hand landing on her shoulder nearly made her jump, and she squealed, chopping at the stranger behind her, only to come face to face with a pair of bright blue eyes she had seen in her mind all week.

“T-Ta-Taehyung?” She breathed.

“(Y/N)!” The dog hybrid said, voice full of happiness. “I knew it was you. I told you it was, hyung.”

Jin and Hoseok were there too, both of them staring at her with surprise and then smiling. “How’s it going, (Y/N)?” Seokjin greeted, “Long time no see,”

“Y-Yeah,” (Y/N) was smiling so hard her cheeks hurt, almost forgetting all about Taeyeon still gawking behind her. “That’s crazy, running into you guys here.”

“We don’t normally shop here.” Hoseok admitted, “But the pup insisted,” he motioned to Taehyung.

“I told them this was a grocery store a lot of people go to on this side of the barrier, and maybe you shopped here too, so every time we need anything I ask to come here.”

(Y/N) gaped. “Y-You had no idea if I’d even be here tonight.”

“I had a feeling I’d get lucky,” he countered, pride twinkling in his eyes.

“U-Um,” Taeyeon shuffled into view, tugging at her coat. “You know them?”

She was looking at them like she was in the presence of celebrities, and it struck her then that they were all very good-looking. “Hi, I’m Choi Taeyeon.” Her former friend bowed.

Taehyung eyed her curiously, then turned to (Y/N), who shrugged uneasily. “I’m Taehyung.” He said. “Those are my hyungs,”

“Jin.” Seokjin nodded politely.

“Hoseok.” Hoseok put in.

Neither of them were acting as taken with Taeyeon as she was expecting. Since her transformation in high school, Taeyeon always had her pick of the boys wanting to date her.

“Well,” she fluffed her hair. “I’m an old friend of (Y/N)’s and I’m back in town for the first time in a few years. I was just suggesting we go for a coffee date, but maybe you’d like to join us?” She asked, her voice lowering into a subtle purr.

(Y/N) wanted to hide her face. All this and all she wanted was to get her ingredients and make dinner. Although she was over the moon that she happened to see the boys again.

“I’m sorry,” Seokjin apologized. “It’s not the best time for us to have social engagements. We recently had a death in the family and are still in mourning.”

“O-Oh!” Taeyeon gasped, “I’m so sorry! I didn’t…my condolences!” She slid a hand into her purse and took something out which she passed to (Y/N). A business card. “Let’s arrange something later (Y/N). I won’t hold you any longer.” She bowed, then waved with a cute smile at the boys. “Maybe some other time when things are better for you.”

(Y/N) blinked, hiding her surprise. When Taeyeon had finally walked away, it felt like all the tension went with her, and her shoulders slumped as she leaned into her shopping cart. “That was…exhausting,” she whispered, forgetting she was in the presence of beings with superior hearing.

“Yeah, we could hear your heart thumping a mile away.” Hoseok said sympathetically. “Are you alright.”

“Yes,” she said truthfully. “Now I am. Thank you.”

“Was she giving you a hard time?” Taehyung questioned.

“Not exactly…” (Y/N) thought of how to put it. “It’s just…we were old friends a long time ago and we parted ways not on the best of terms. I wasn’t expecting to see her here.”

“Friendships that end awkwardly can be tough,” Seokjin hummed. “Though it really is a pleasant surprise to run into you again. This one was sulking for days because he wanted to reach out to you but didn’t have your phone number.”

Taehyung reached into his hoodie, eyes bright and hopeful. “This time, can we exchange numbers?”

“Wait, really?” (Y/N) couldn’t believe it. He felt the same way she did. “You wouldn’t mind?”

“I told you that I like you, (Y/N).” The dog said patiently. “And Jiminie said you promised to be his friend, so why can’t you be mine too?” The accusing whine went straight to her heart, and before she knew it, she was handing him her phone.

Author’s Note: I promise Jungkook is a sweetheart. lol It’s just that he’s finally at the place in the mourning process where he comes up for air, and then there’s a big change shoved at him right away, so he’s a little overwhelmed and uncomfortable. And taking it out on (Y/N). Things do get better between her and our bunny boy (in time). Also a gentle reminder that if you change your handle, please let me know or me tagging you may not work! I tried my best, but some people’s blogs or gone or they just cannot be tagged now for some reason.

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BTS-Hybrid au on Tumblr

organizing! I will try and tag all of the hybrid fics I reblog, but I wanted to specially note the fics I might want to re-read, or ongoing fics I want to keep track of

edited 02/11/2023

*completed*

Fix You by casuallyimagining

hybrid!yoongi x reader

reader takes in a stray cat who turns out to be yoongi. also available on ao3!

sequel, Home by casuallyimagining

hybrid!yoongi x human!reader, hybrid!namjoon x hybrid!hoseok, hybrid!jin x hybrid!jungkook

yoongi continues to heal from his past and develop his relationship with you, when he runs into his old pack. also available on ao3!

Somewhere I Can Breathe by myplaceforstories

hybrid!reader x taehyung, ot7 friendship

you go to the country, hoping it will be easier than living as a stray hybrid in the city.

The Little Fox by purpleyoonn

hybrid!reader x ot7, ot7 x ot7, a/b/o dynamics, trauma recovery, lowkey soulmate au

you run away from the bidding house where you were abused, and are taken in by a pack. also available on ao3!

Escape by amazedforjjk

hybrid!reader x hybrid!bts

you and seven other predator hybrid escape the truck that was taking you to your execution

Calico by mygsii

jimin x reader, jungkook x reader

after an incident, you end up taking in cat hybrid jimin. only problem is, you don’t know how to take care of him.

The Treasure Box by worldofblade

hybrid!jimin x human! reader, lowkey soulmate au, co-workers au

when you see everyone treating your new coworker jimin badly just because he’s a raven hybrid, you decide to befriend him

Mother Nature by alternateafterthought

tiger hybrid! hoseok x lioness hybrid! reader, heat, smut, college au

you ask your friend hoseok to help you out during your heat

Inheritance by jincherie

hybrid!yoongi x reader

your grandmother passes away and leaves everything to you, including her cat hybrid. also available on ao3!

Hybrid Games by moviefreaklover

ot7 x reader

you, a famous game designer, adopt seven hybrids

Choco Bun by nunchiimagines

ot7 x reader, kind of coworkers/office romance au, kind of cafe au

you are a rabbit hybrid who opens up a cafe under BTS Corp. no one expects the seven CEO dragon hybrids to take an interest in you

Outro: Love Is Not Over by kiirokero

hybrid!hoseok x human! reader, single parent au, teacher au

you are the single parent of a golden retriever hybrid, yunho. hoseok is his teacher.

Dance To This by hollyhomburg

ot7 x reader, polyam, first part finished, second part ongoing

you are blind and adopt jin to help assist you.

Sugary Sweet by hollyhomburg

hybrid!reader x hybrid!taehyung x hybrid!yoongi x human!namjoon

namjoon is a writer and moves out into the country cause of anxiety

Shelter of Hope by daydream-hobii

ot7 x reader

you and your husband namjoon run a hybrid shelter

A Place Called Home by agustdakasuga

ot7 x reader

you are a vet who tries your best to save hybrids. this extends to your personal life, and the many hybrids you’ve brought home with you

To Build A Home by euphoricfilter

ot7 x reader, 9 tailed fox reader, smut/implied smut

you and jin need to find an owner or a pack before the government takes you.

The Sanctuary series by writersrealmbts [7 parts completed]

Part 1, Safe with Me, seokjin x reader

Also on ao3!

Pack Trials series by writersrealmbts

werewolf au, hybrid au, choose your own adventure (choose which member), other groups available

also on ao3!

*ongoing*

Enchanted To Meet You by ditttiii

hybrid!ot7 x human!reader, soulmate au, idolverse

BTS has supposedly gone on hiatus. Secretly, they are shapeshifters searching for their soulmate--you. also available on ao3!

Eunoia by wishesunderthestars

hybrid!ot7 x human!reader, ot7 x ot7

you are a world famous director who suddenly keeps running into hybrids in need.

Abundance by angelicyoongie

hybrid!ot7 x human!reader, ot7 x ot7

you adopt three different packs of hybrids... who don’t get along. also available on ao3!

Peculiar Pack by daydreamindollie

hybrid!bts x human!reader

you are a hybrid psychologist who finds a hybrid stealing from your garden one night, and decides to take in him and his pack

Sly like a... by youarejesting

hybrid!ot7 x reader

you take in seven hybrid as part of a government experiment. also available on ao3!

Gossamer by aroseforyoongi

hybrid!taehyung x human!reader, dark themes, smut, human experimentation

you are a scientist. your job is to take care of the new hybrid in your lab.

Wabi-sabi by flurrys-creativity

human!taehyung x hybrid!reader

taehyung adopts a blind hybrid.

Sehnsucht by 20moonchild21

hybrid!bts x human! oc

Hope is a newly appointed lawyer who takes in an injured hybrid she finds on the streets.

Stubborn Hugs by eternal-mikrokosmos

hybrid!namjoon x reader, ot7 x ot7, ot7 x reader, smut, mystery

you bring home a koala and bunny hybrid. unfortunately, you and the koala hybrid have some history together. also available on ao3!

Perihelion by jincherie [hiatus]

hoseok x reader, roommates au, college au

you and hoseok accidentally become roommates. neither of you are very happy about it

90 Days by ttaehyungtrashh [hiatus?]

ot7 x reader

you are a cafe owner who has befriended jimin, who lives on the streets. when winter comes, you ask jimin and his pack if they want to come stay with you. despite his reservations, namjoon says yes.

restitution by cloudteawrites

ot7 x reader

you find out that an uncle you never knew existed was the head of a famous law firm. now that your uncle has passed away, he’s left you everything, including seven hybrids he had only recently adopted. also available on ao3!

Home Calls the Heart by anonnie-in-wonderland

ot7 x reader, grief, magic

both you and the boys are grieving when Taehyung brings you home to his pack.

#bts fanfic #bts fanfic recs #bts x reader #ot7 x reader #hybrid au #completed #ongoing #polyam

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This Could Be Home (Part 1)

Golden Retriever Hybrid Jungkook x Human Reader x Human Hoseok

Angst and Comfort. PG-13.

Part 1 > Part 2

Summary: As a purebred adopted by a high class family, some would think Jungkook had it all--but the pain behind the facade inevitably catches up to him. It’s only when you and Hoseok enter his life does he (gradually) allow himself to feel happiness again.

Warnings: Allusions to hybrid abuse, bruises, runaway hybrid jk, hybrid-on-hybrid violence and robbing of clothes, loss of consciousness

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Jungkook runs through the bustling streets, maneuvering around and almost getting hit by every other car on the road. He’s running with everything he’s got, too scared to look back and see them on his tail.

Them.

His “family.” The ones who adopted him. He can hear the husband and wife shouting his name—shouting for him to stop—but Jungkook knows that it’s too late to stop. He has to run as far away from those people if he wants to have any chance at surviving. It feels like they’ve been chasing him for hours when the shouts of his name finally die down, Jungkook musters up enough courage to take a peek behind him; the man and woman are on the ground, exhausted. Seeing the sight gives the hybrid a jolt of adrenaline, letting him run another mile to truly be off their radar.

It's near an old alley where his knees begin giving in. Jungkook half-sits-half-falls along the brick walls, noticing the odd looks passerbys are throwing his way. He’s not surprised: he knows he’s an unusual sight. It’s not everyday you see a hybrid simultaneously adorned in designer clothes while also being covered in dirt and bruises—a purebred, bought for millions, faring no better than a mutt on the streets.

He keeps his head low and tries regaining his strength, but it proves difficult considering how severely dehydrated he is. At some point his body is making decisions by itself, and he finds his way in front of you.

You, who’s in the process of chugging down an entire water bottle right then.

It’s obvious you were out for a run, with your sports attire and airpods. In a normal situation, Jungkook wouldn’t dare to even look in a stranger’s direction, but the big bottle in your hands is all that’s dictating his choices right now.

You stop mid-drink, lowering the bottle and taking a good look at the mess of a boy in front of you. You take notice of the ears and collar. Ah, a runaway hybrid.

It’s not like you’ve never seen a runaway before, but it was surprising to see one in such ostentatious clothing. Underneath all the dirt on his face, you’re sure this was someone’s prized purebred.

You attempt at reaching a hand out to give him the bottle, but the boy jumps back as fast as lightning. So, you place the bottle on the floor and take a couple steps back. Only then does he nudge forward and pick up the bottle. It’s not until every last drop of water has been emptied down his throat does he finally put the bottle down. You can tell he’s still thirsty.

“Hey buddy,” you try with your gentlest voice, “can you tell me your name?”

He nods “no” fervently, gripping his tag with white knuckles to hide it from your gaze.

“Why not?”

“Y-you’ll turn me in. D-don’t wanna go back.”

Your heart sinks at his terrified mannerisms. Poor thing.

“I promise I’m not going to turn you in. You don’t have to tell me your name if you don’t want to, but a scared little hybrid like you shouldn’t be wandering the streets like this. Do you want to come to my house for a bit? I can get you more water and some food.”

More water? Food? Two things Jungkook could really go for right now. But the last thing he wants to do is follow a stranger into their house. He’s just escaped one lion’s den.

You observe the hybrid’s apprehensive body language.

“Okay,” you sigh dejectedly, “I can’t make you do anything you don’t want to. I run along this path every evening at this same time, so come find me if you change your mind.”

And with that, you’re off.

The rest of the day is torturous, to say the least. Only food Jungkook could find was a couple of pizza crusts outside of a restaurant. When night settled in, the boy found a corner and made himself a space between dumpsters. His eyes were closing on their own after the long day he’s had, but a sudden loud thud shakes all sleep out of him. When his eyes fully open, he’s met with the source of the sound. Two doberman hybrid strays stand tall before him, the taller one holding a metal pipe and hitting one of the dumpsters Jungkook was in between. The golden retriever’s eyes widen as the situation dawns on him.

“Looks like we have a high-class bitch on our hands,” the shorter one laughs.

Jungkook presses his knees to his chest, arms shielding his head. The strays continue laughing at the pathetic state of the boy.

“The clothes look fancy as hell, wonder how much we could make with them,” chimes the taller one.

“Let’s find out.”

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“Hey, hey stay with me. Open your eyes, please.”

Jungkook regains consciousness to see you hovering over him, splashing water in his face. You take a big sigh of relief at his awakened state. He props himself up hastily, alarmed and confused at what’s going on.

“What the hell happened to you?! I’m gone for a few hours and I find you practically naked and with even more bruises.” You sound exasperated, and he feels bad for worrying you.

“Why did you come back?” The boy asks meekly, “It’s not tomorrow yet.”

“I just got this bad about feeling leaving you alone for that long—and for good reason, apparently. You weren’t at that alley, so I searched the surrounding area until I found you here, unconscious. Who did this to you?”

“Other hybrids. They, um, wanted my clothes.”

You let your head fall into your hands in frustration. It’s silent between you two for a good five minutes.

“Okay, it’s settled. I’m taking you home with me. I’m not asking anymore.”

Jungkook is too worn down to fight back.

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The car stops in your driveway, and your boyfriend comes out to help you with the now-asleep-hybrid. Hoseok delicately handles the golden retriever, minding his long limbs when carrying him through the doorframe. He places the boy on the couch, grimacing at the beaten state he’s in. You wrap Jungkook’s half-naked figure in the thickest blanket you can find, and the both of you stay downstairs and watch him throughout the night.

Jungkook wakes up in a cold sweat, despite the warm blanket he finds himself in. He doesn’t know where he is. He doesn’t recognize anything about his surroundings, and the sleeping man in front of him only makes his flight senses go overdrive. But just as he’s fumbling out of the blankets, your hands come in and stop him—causing yesterday’s hazy memories to trickle in. It also puts him in high awareness of the pain he’s in.

“Relax, Jungkook. You shouldn’t be moving after what happened yesterday. Please just stay and get some rest.”

You know his name…which means you saw his tag and probably called his owners to come get him.

You spot the fear in his eyes immediately as you uttered his name. “Hey, no one’s turning you in. I only wanted to know your name.” There’s a sincerity in your voice that throws him off.

The talking awakens the other male in the room. Hoseok locks eyes with Jungkook, causing the latter to freeze up. But your boyfriend’s eyes quickly turn into crescents as he flashes the hybrid with his signature heart-shaped smile.

“Hi Kookie! I can call you Kookie, right? I came up with it last night, and I think it really suits you!”

“Hoseok, you’re gonna scare the boy off!” you lightly scold.

“Ah, sorry,” he rubs the back of his head and slows down, “let’s start over. I’m Hoseok, y/n’s boyfriend. She came home very worried about you yesterday evening, and I’m glad she brought you in before something even worse happened.”

Jungkook just nods and looks down, unsure of what to say in such a situation.

Y/n…you have a pretty name, he thinks to himself. Actually, now that’s really looking at you…you’re quite pretty too.

“I’m making pancakes,” you announce. “Hoseok’s going to get you into some of his clothes and we’ll bring the food to you. Only get up when you really need to, it’s not good for you to move around too much when you’re like this.”

Everything’s a whirlwind, from Hoseok dressing the boy, to you shoving pancakes in his mouth. The clothes had a strong scent of Hoseok on them—lavender and honey intertwined. He observed the way you and Hoseok talked to each other, love and warmth gushing from each syllable you exchanged. This wasn’t an atmosphere he was used to: for the first time in years, Jungkook felt his tail twitch slightly in content.

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A/N: Are we liking hybrid jk? Are we hating his owners? Hopefully the answer is yes and yes.

#hybrid jungkook #hybrid bts #reader x hopekook #angst and comfort #jungkook x reader #hoseok x reader

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Blinding Lights Chapter One

Hey guys! I wanted to try something new! This is content I’ve been playing around with for a long time but didn’t have any confidence in. This piece is already in it’s second chapter so I decide to try posting the first chapter to see if people are interested. I hope you guys like it!

Hybrids: Munchkin Cat Reader (Omega), Fox Jin (Omega), Panther Yoongi (Alpha), Golden Retriever Hoseok (Beta), Wolf Namjoon (Alpha), Calico Cat Jimin (Omega), Tiger Taehyung (Beta), Bunny Jungkook (Beta)

Masterlist

Word Count: 3312

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It’s easy to hate the world when you’re trapped in a box. Staring at the same walls and praying for a break in the mundane, ordinary, repetitive days. Hybrids hate being trapped. They crave freedom, open air, sunlight and comfort. Trapped Omegas are worse. Without a pack, their self-hatred only grows, leaving room for little else.

Since I was twenty, I had spent most of my time trapped in the small space under the floorboards. My newest owner said that’s where Hybrids belong unless they’re needed. My job is the please the boss’ clients. They get to live their fantasies. Some are sexual and other are more into physical pain. It’s a shock I have lost my mind completely.

It’s been seven years. Seven long year living a life worse than death. Learning to dread specific sounds, like now. Muted voices, the shuffling of feet, the whisper of the carpet being lifted, and the creak of the trap door. Next is the smell of my owner’s grossly expensive cologne. The person he’s with usually smells like some other gross cologne. It usually makes me feel like I should sneeze.

The man with my owner is a panther hybrids. He’s handsome, though in a less conventional way than the stereotypical pretty boy. The man appraises my small form, scantily clad in the outfit the maid put me in when she gave me my bath. I can’t read the look in his eyes, but the duffle bag in his hand sends my heart racing.

“I’ll leave you to your fun,” My owner makes his way back up the small ladder, closing the trap door and leaving us with no light but the bare single bulb. For a few moments, the Panther hybrids just studies me. He steps toward me and I shrink back, drawing my knees up to my chest.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” His voice is soft. Whether that is to put me at ease or because he’s scared we’ll be overheard, I’m not sure. He holds up a piece of paper. Written on it is ‘Can he hear us?’. I shake my head.

“Sound proof. He advertises not having cameras or microphones as a perk,” My voice cracks. He gives me a quick nod before rifling through his bag. He pulls out a walkie-talkie.

“I’m in,” His tone is clipped.

“Status?” A voice crackles over the speaker.

“One female munchkin hybrid. There’s a trap door under the carpet in the dining room. Close to the entrance. No guards in the room,” His words come out fast. This becomes more confusing the longer it goes. It feels like a fever dream.

“The hybrid?” The voice sounds different this time. Maybe a different person?

“No visible major injuries? She’s alert and conscious. One chain securing her. Cheap but sturdy. Shouldn’t take me long,” He pulls a couple of familiar tools out of his bag. My teeth dig into my bottom lip.

“10-4. Update me when we can move,” He sets down the device, picking up one of the tools,” And Yoongi? Just be careful.”

“I’m going to move your leg into a better position so I can get the chain off. You’re getting out of here,” He adjusts my leg and is about to start when I shake my head.

“Key is taped to the door. In sight but out of reach,” His eyes widen at my words.

“Bastard,” He mutters as he reaches up and removes the key. He unlocks the shackle on my ankle. My leg feels foreign without the added weight. I stand but stumble when I try to walk. Under everything else, I catch a faint whiff of his scent. Black pepper and rose. It twines with his Alpha’s scent. It nearly sends me into my Omega headspace.

“Hit it. Let’s get this asshole,” Yoongi throws the walkie-talkie back in his bag when he’s done and creates and creates a little distance between us. He hands me a t-shirt that is way too big. It fits me like a dress, going to my knees. He carefully positions me on his back, my legs and arms wrapped around him. My nose is pressed to his scent gland, relishing in his comforting scent.

“Don’t let go, no matter what. I’ve got you,” With the duffel bag, it must be difficult to carry me, but he doesn’t seem to be struggling.

The trap door opens, revealing a man with longish black hair and dark colored bunny ears. He reaches a hand down and helps Yoongi up. Tattoos wrap around his hand and disappear into his long sleeved t-shirt. He takes the duffel bag and glances around quickly.

“Van is outside the gate. I’ll guide you to the door. Stick close,” The bunny hybrid says.

“Bossy Brat,” Yoongi mutters. He follows the bunny hybrid to the front door. Then, almost like magic, we’re outside. Seven years of darkness leading to this moment of light.

He walks to the van and climbs in the back. The back of the van is mostly empty. The front seat is occupied by a Beta with a bright expression. I can’t help but tremble a little at the unfamiliar face.

“Let’s get you comfortable,” Yoongi gently lifts me from his back and settles me on a small pallet in the corner, near the seats. One of the blankets smells like him, and I quickly pull it around me. His scent soothes my nerves,” I’ll be back, Little One. Hobi, keep her safe for me.”

“Always. Go make sure Jiminie gets out safe,” As the person moves to the back of the van, I recognize him as another hybrid. He’s a golden retriever.

Yoongi leaves the van and I can barely suppress the whine that builds in me. I huddle in the little blanket, trying to stay out of Omegaspace. The Beta moves closer and I can’t stop myself from flinching. His scent makes its’ way to me. Mint and sunflowers. It’s a calming smell.

“Are you okay?” His voice is gentle,” My name is Hoseok.”

“Okay,” I meant to say ‘I’m okay’ but it’s hard to fight the drop.

Some time passes in a comfortable silence. The opening of the back door causes me to jump. The figure stepping in make me cower. His brown bear ears and the scar on his right cheek give him away. He’s the boss’ second in command, a Beta. He heads straight for Hoseok, and my body is moving before I can’t stop myself. I firmly place myself between Hoseok and the Bear. I hiss, only partially aware of the slip.

His hand closes around my throat, my feet leaving the floor of the van. A growl leaves Hoseok. My hand closes around his wrist, but it makes me feel smaller. My feet kick out, trying to find purchase to relieve some of the pressure on my throat.

“The boss wants to see you. Be a good little bitch and scurry to your master,” I can barely comprehend his words, the loss of breath getting to me.

“Let her go,” The voice behind me is much darker and rougher than I expected.

“I wouldn’t move, if I were you. It would be so easy to crush her throat,” His grip tightens just a little and I can tell he isn’t paying attention to me.

I dig my nails into his hand, my other hand going to where his thumb rests on my throat. You can’t grasp without your thumb. I manage to get my fingers under it, pushing it back hard. I feel it dislocate. I hit the ground hard and roll. I’m moving entirely by instinct, my Omega in full control. The two Betas leap at me and I panic. I scramble to the front and wedge myself in the front passenger seat floor. Then the sound stops.

“On the floor,” This voice is unfamiliar. A growl echoes through the van. I peek up to see a pink haired cat hybrid wit ha gun pointed at the unnamed Beta. The gun moves, pressing to the back of his head,” I said; down.”

I’ve never seen a more angry Beta as he lays on his stomach. Although I can’t smell him from here, in all the confusion, this reaction tells me the pink haired boy is an Omega. The Beta is dragged out of the van by people I can’t see from here.

“Missed the boss but got a few of his lackeys. Maybe they’ll have some info,” This comes from the pink haired Omega, his high pitched voice very distinctive.

“Lets load this one up and then we can head back to base,” This voice is unfamiliar.

“What happened to his thumb?” Yoongi. I can feel my Omega being pulled to his voice, to the safety and Alpha brings. The only thing keeping her here is the unknown voices.

“Your little Omega in there. She’s in a full drop right now,” This one is Hoseok.

“Can you guys load him up without me? I’m gonna check on her?” It’s Yoongi again.

“We’ve got him. She’s in the front passenger floor,” Hoseok’s voice already sounds like it’s getting farther away. They door beside me opens and I flinch.

Yoongi looks down at me, concern softening his expression. I move without thinking, somehow unwedging myself and wrapping myself around him. My face buries in his neck. His hands hold me gently.

“I’ve got you. I’m not going anywhere this time,” His cheek rubs on the top of my head, gently scenting me.

He somehow climbs into the passenger seat with me wrapped around him. We sit in silence for a bit. HIs calm presence and gentle scenting do a lot to clear my haze. Coming out of a drop always leaves me feeling exhausted and scrambled.

“Did you really dislocate his thumb?” There’s a chuckle hiding in his voice. I nod my head.

“He had his hand around my throat,” A soft growl leaves Yoongi at my words,” You can’t grip without your thumb. Dislocation was just a side effect. It wasn’t intentional.”

“A little badass, huh?” He muses, leaning me back some so he can examine my throat. It’s probably already bruising.

“I’m not that young,” I huff, crossing my arms,” I’m 27. I’m just short.”

“You’re the same age as Jimin and Tae. Still younger than me, though,” His tone is teasing. I roll my eyes,” What is this on the back of your shoulder?”

It’s like a shock of cold water. Memories bombarded me. Tears, blood, the smell of burning flesh. My hands begin to shake and I have to shove back another drop.

“A brand. So everyone knows who I belong to,” My voice is smaller, and more emotional, than I would like. To my surprise, another growl leaves him and his face buries in my neck.

“He won’t touch you again. I’ll kill him,” His voice is muffled and rough,” Mine.”

My heart skips a beat at his words. Is he claiming me? Why me, of all people? His chest rumbles with a soft purr that melts my heart as his warm breath caresses my neck. He can’t mean it. I was born alone. The driver’s side door opening interrupts my thoughts.

“Jungkookie and Jiminie are taking the ones we caught and dropping them off. Namjoon is meeting them there,” Hoseok climbs into the driver’s seat,” Lets get home, shall we?”

The look he gives me is warm and kind. I smile back hesitantly. I rest my head on Yoongi’s shoulder, listening to the two of them talk. At some point, I started dozing off, exhaustion weighing too heavy on my sleepy mind. I’m not fully asleep, but I’m not awake either. There’s a faint ringing and Yoongi shifts some.

“Hello?” Yoongi’s voice is a soft whisper against my hair.

“Where is the girl?” This voice is unfamiliar.

“I have her,” Yoongi’s answer is clipped.

“Yoongi,” The man’s voice is exasperated,” We don’t know if she’s safe.”

“I’m not letting her go there, Namjoon,” Yoongi tenses.

“We don’t know-“ Yoongi cuts him off.

“Nobody consents to living like that. You haven’t seen her. She’s so frightened,” His fingers dance up and down my back absentmindedly.

“I know you’ve grown attached but we still-“ Once again, Yoongi interrupts him.

“They branded her!” I can smell his anger and I whine, nuzzling into his neck. He lets out a breath.

“Just… bring her here. I just want to talk to her first,” The call ends and Yoongi makes a frustrated sound.

“It’s okay, hyung. He’ll know. I feel it too,” Hoseok says gently.

“If he doesn’t, I”m staying with her,” His lips press to my forehead. We drive for a while longer but then I can feel Yoongi nudging me awake.

“C’mon. There’s someone I want you to meet,” He helps me out of the van and his hand engulfs mine. I squeeze it softly, trying to quell my nerves.

I follow him through the building. We end up in an office, sitting on a couch across from a tall Alpha with light brown hair and gray wolf ears. I sit gingerly, playing with the hem of my t-shirt. His scent washes over me, pine and fire. A warm and exciting at the same time.

“It’s nice to meet you. I’m Namjoon,” When he smiles, I see dimples wink at me from his cheeks.

“I just have a few questions to ask you,” He crosses his long legs and leans back in his chair,” How long were you held there?”

“Seven years,” I don’t miss a beat. I kept count. It helped me hold onto my scrap of sanity,” I was twenty when he bought me.”

“Bought you?” He presses.

“I’m a munchkin hybrid. They’re often passed between rich households. The last count came in at less than a hundred, nationally. Even fewer are female. It’s why I’m so small, despite my age,” My hands hover uselessly. I would normally play with my tail to keep me calm, but that’s not possible right now,” I moved homes super often. Plus, the boss would visit on our anniversary.”

“You don’t have to answer this, but what was your job?” He phrases the question carefully.

“To satisfy whatever urges his crew or potential new clients,” I can’t stop my voice from shaking.

“Did you choose this job?” His question nearly sends me into anger.

“Who chooses that job? I was tortured and raped. I can’t even-“ I stop myself. Yoongi’s hand lands on my knee, squeezing comfortingly.

“You can’t what?” It’s Yoongi this time, his voice hesitant.

“Use my tail,” My voice is small and broken. I didn’t want to talk about it.

“W-what do you mean?” Even Namjoon seems stumped by that one.

“Not long after I got there, less than a year, I tried to escape. It’s why they started chaining me. It part of my punishment. It’s best I just show you,” A sob nearly chokes me. I stand robotically and turn, lifting the shirt enough to show my tail. It’s a broken, twisted mess. It’s basically shaped like a bow, zip ties used to hold it in place until it healed that way. I feel numb as I lower the shirt.

“You’re safe here,” Namjoon’s voice calming, like his scent,” Yoongi, you should take her to see Jin. She needs medical care to make sure there are no other issues.”

“Namj-“ The door behind me opens and I turn to see the black haired rabbit,” Sorry, didn’t know they were here.”

Now that we’re here, away from the mansion, I can catch his scent. It reminds me of a salty ocean breeze. The shock comes at realizing he’s a Beta. Rabbits are almost exclusively Omegas.

“We didn’t get a chance to meet earlier,” The rabbit offers me a smile, little bunny teeth on display,” I’m Jungkook.”

“Y/N,” I find it hard to meet his eyes. I’ve been too well trained, I guess.

“C’mon, pretty girl,” Yoongi hops to his feet and reaches for my hand,” Lets go see the doc.”

This time, we end up in a normal looking car. While he drives, Yoongi fiddles with the radio, looking for something he wants to listen to. Once it stops on a station, he offers me his hand. I take it quickly, his touch bringing comfort. I play with his fingers, trying to quell my nerves about meeting another unknown person. When he parks the car, I can feel anxiety rearing its’ ugly head.

“Hey,” His voice is soft,” I’ll stay with you, if that’s what you want. I won’t leave you.”

“Why-“ My voice breaks,” Why me?”

“Hmm?” His ear flicks, obviously confused.

“You’ve comforted me so much, but I don’t deserve that,” My lower lip trembles, despite my best attempts.

“Come here, Kitten,” He unlatches our seat belts and pulls me on to his side of the car. He leans his seat back and suddenly, our noses almost touching. My breath catches as his dark eyes peer up at me.

“With everything going on, you may not have noticed. You,” He bumps my nose with his, his hands resting comfortably on my sides,” are my mate. Our mate.”

My eyes go wide, the scattered and missing pieces suddenly making sense. In my daze, my Omega took a little control and nuzzled into his neck, my nose lightly nudging his scent gland. He lets out a breath, his arms wrapping around me gently.

“I’ll always be here,” My head lulls to the side, a whimper leaving me, as he nuzzles my scent gland. His lips brush it gently, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine.

“We should probably go in,” My voice is breathless, broken up by soft purrs.

“Probably,” I curl up on his chest. One of his hands trails up and down my spine, causing a content purr to leave me.

The ringing of his phone rudely interrupts us. He sighs and fumbles a little, managing to get it from his pocket. He answers and presses it to his ear.

“What?” His tone is grumpy,” Okay, okay, we’re coming.”

We clamber out of the car, his hand, once again, reaching for mine. He pulls me along, leading me through the small clinic. His knuckles tap on the door in front of us. It opens quickly.

“Come on it,” Gray-black fox ears nestle on a mop of blonde hair. A floral scent, orange blossom and lilies, permeates from the Omega,” I’m Dr. Kim Seokjin. Mates know me as Jin.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Y/N,” I peek up at his face for a few seconds, but I quickly feel awkward.

“Lets look you over and make sure you’re okay, hmm?” Jin’s voice is cheery.

The exam feels like it takes forever and parts of me fill with fear. Yoongi stays the whole time, holding my hand or petting my hair. When he gets to my tail, I can hear him gasp.

“That’s horrible,” His voice is broken,” So, for your tail, I’ll have to straighten it out. I can give you some meds and do it now. It should be healed by morning.”

I take the offered meds, which hit fast due to my hybrid metabolism. The next twenty minutes are grueling. I can feel him working, feel the bones breaking and readjusting.

“How are you feeling?” Jin asks when he’s done.

“Sleepy,” I answer honestly, struggling to stifle a yawn.

“You did so good, Kitten,” Yoongi’s voice is soft as his eyes meet mine,” Lets go home.”

He lifts me gently. I can hear them speaking but I can’t interpret their words, my brain too exhausted. The gentle motion of his walking lulls me to sleep, my head resting on his shoulder.

#bts #bts hybrid AU #bts hybrid fic #bts Jin #bts Kim Seokjin #bts suga #bts min Yoongi #bts Jhope #bts Jung hoseok #bts rm #bts Kim namjoon #bts Jimin #bts park jimin #bts v #bts Kim taehyung #bts jungkook #bts jeon jungkook

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longtimenospooning-luci · 2 years

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Hoseok:

Updated 02/03/24

A Silent Heart Still Beats - @akinnie75 **Favorite**

Hoseok bullied you for a year because you’re mute. But karma always has a way of getting back at people. Ten years after high school graduation, you meet Hoseok in an unexpected place, and he’s become a completely different person.

Drive Me Crazy - @borathae

By its Cover - @crystaljins

Your annoying little brother Jimin accepts a dare and summons a demon into your living room. There are multiple problems with this. 1) Demons are the most hated species on earth. 2) That demon happens to be Jung Hoseok, the most popular guy on campus. 3) The fact that Jung Hoseok is a demon is his biggest secret and 4) Jung Hoseok hates your guts. You’re in for a wild ride.

Golden Heart - @daydream-hobii

Y/N’s best friends all have hybrids, and she loves them with all her heart, but she doesn’t want to be the same as everyone. She loves hybrids, and knows her friends are kind to them, but hybrids are part human, thus they should have their own choices. Many people, unfortunately, abuse their hybrids and use them, so she tries to fight for their freedom of choice. Her closest friend, Namjoon, convinces her to rescue a hybrid so that it can be safe from harm, and her perspectives changes entirely.

Occultation - @jamaisjoons

"the story of how the sun fell in love with the moon." Greek gods au.

The Dragon's Princess - ^^

with your mother’s death, and your father remarrying, came your abandonment in a tower - under the pretense that you’d be saved by a prince when you were older. now, it’s been over a decade and the princes come in droves to save you from the dragon that guards you. but you don’t want a charming prince. no. you prefer sweet ferocious dragons. one sweet, ferocious dragon in particular. fantasy au. royalty au. fairytale au. childhood friends to lovers au.

I Can't Betray You - @jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue

Hoseok mafia au drabble series.

Base Line - @jiminrings

Hoseok swears that you're intolerable, but maybe that's because you don't greet him good morning like you usually do.

A Memory Without You - @jimlingss

Jung Hoseok is your saviour. Sure, he might just be a government worker tasked to investigate your life and ask a bunch of intrusive questions with his little clipboard, but he's also the key to solving your troubles. You just hope he remembers you when it's all over.

Beyond Reach - @jimlingss

If someone could see what you could, they'd pass out. But you don't blame them. Who would ever expect a ghost, a priestess, and a grim reaper to be together - much less be rescuing others.

Head Over Heels to Hell - @jimlingss

Some people are destined to never have a soulmate. You are one of the few. Instead, you have something much different - a parasite set out to destroy and ruin your life no matter where you run to.

Protected - @jungk0oksthighs

He was your bodyguard, and he never left your side.

Split - @justcallmenikki7

Hoseok has two sides to him, to which sometimes it scares you, but you love him nonetheless.

Good Girl - ^^

Split drabble, featuring Yandere alter ego Hobi.

Outro: Love is Not Over - @kiirokero

Years after a relationship goes south. You are the single mother of a beautiful 6-year-old golden retriever hybrid who you named Yunho. He is the light of your life. Yunho is everything to you, and you’d do anything for him. But you’re a human. Yunho doesn’t care, he will tell you he doesn’t. “You’re still my Eomma. No matter what.” He says. But you can’t help but feel like you will never be enough for him. You can’t be the mother he deserves. You can’t show him the ropes of being a hybrid, and you can’t teach him things the other moms can. But you try. You try your damn hardest. So, when a handsome German Shepard hybrid comes into your life, helping you and guiding Yunho in a way you can’t, you can’t help the cozy home he sets up in your heart.

Madeliene - @kpopfanfictrash

It was supposed to be a one-night thing. Just one, perfect night to remember forever. Life, it seems, has other plans. (Part of the Bound Series)

Love Quarrels - @mirahuyooo

Couples fight. It’s unavoidable and normal even—but will you and your husband get over it?

Smile - @monochromaticinsignias

Read if you want to cry.

Charred - @neonlights92

Jung Hoseok never thought he would find love. So when his wife - the woman he has somehow fallen madly in love with - leaves him for somebody else he is heartbroken. Of course, Bangtan waits for no-one. Soon Hoseok is roped into yet another marriage, and this time he’s determined to keep himself safe. When the man you thought you would spend the rest of your life with runs away with Jung Hoseok’s wife, you find yourself suddenly tied to a man you think is a monster. But beneath the darkness in Hoseok’s eyes is a warmth you can’t help but yearn for. Perhaps love truly does work in mysterious ways.

Who's Your Daddy - @ppersonna

in order to get over your hopeless crush, you sign up for DADDI, a daddy-dom dating site. you can’t tell your friends, especially your best friend hoseok. but as weeks go on, you’re desperate to meet the man behind the screen.

Ten Years - @readyplayerhobi

Your best friend comes to you once again when he’s rejected unknowingly by the woman he loves.

Forever or Never - ^^ Ten Years Sequel

What do you do when your best friend of 23 years tells you that they’ve been in love with you for the last decade? Hoseok sure as hell doesn’t know. But he’s trying, he’s trying really hard for you. But will you get the fairytale ending you dream of? Or will you have to settle for cold hard reality?

Crashing into You - @taleasnewastime

It all started because you got hit off your bike, not generally the start of a good story, and yet it’s where yours starts. Though you’re still not entirely sure if yours is a good story; it hasn’t been good till this point. Hoseok, the man that crashed into you seemed nice enough the few times you’ve met him and over text, but now, you’re not so sure. All the signs seem to be pointing at the fact that maybe he isn’t the smart businessman you thought he was.

You're on the Verge of a Breakup - @thebangtancloud

Exactly what the title says, read if you like angst!

Lack of Apathy - @threeletterslife

Love's enemy is not indeed hatred as many may think. It's actually indifference, apathy, in simpler terms just not giving a goddamn fuck. In fact, love's very own kin is hatred. You need to care enough to both love and hate - an important factor to duly note.

Live, Laugh, Love - @untaemedqueen

Forever best friends, since you were little. Sharing ice creams and laughs. Your forever best friend, forever roommate. The man to keep you warm ad sheltered from all the bad in life. He was your best friend. But, that’s all he is, right?

Guarded - @xjoonchildx

you’ve tried to separate yourself from your infamous crime family, but a new case has your carefully-constructed world crashing down around you. now you have to figure out how to heal old wounds and handle the new man who enters your orbit.

Close Call - ^^ Guarded series drabble

hoseok comes home in the middle of the night and it doesn’t take long for you to realize something is wrong. very, very wrong.

Kanalia - ^^

secrets and uncertainty plague a young queen in her arranged marriage to a kind but distant king. the farther she drifts from her husband, the closer she gets to one of his most trusted men.

Daydream - @yoongi-sugaglider

He was happy. And so…I had to be happy for him. Because that’s what best friends do right? Even if hearing his voice on the radio hurt. Even if seeing his smiling face on billboards tore my heart to pieces like tiny bits of confetti. Even if…I have to leave…leave it all behind. Move away from the terror and the pain and the constant reminder of the friend who left me behind.

#jung hoseok #hoseok x reader #hoseok imagine #hoseok angst #hoseok x y/n #hoseok smut #hoseok fluff

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writersrealmbts · 1 year

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We Could Be: (Hungry) 5

Description: In a world of magic, mortals, and immortals; six souls are brought together to navigate the world. Namjoon had become immortal by accident. Hoseok was born into immortality. Jimin was pursuing immortality. Yoongi had immortality thrust upon him. Taehyung isn't sure how or when he became immortal. Jungkook showed no interest whatsoever in immortality. It's Seokjin's job to help them all learn to live, immortal or not. His job to keep them safe and teach them how to live life while losing people they loved to mortality. It was their desire to teach him how much they loved him. It was their desire to show him just what "We Could Be". Now if only the government would stop trying to mess with them.

Posting Date: 02/02/2023

Wordcount: 1,910

Tags: Magic Au, Ot7 bts, werewolves, werecats, vampires, nymphs, magic users, etc.

AN: Precious Tae.

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Taehyung knew what it was like to be hungry.

But the hunger that had taken over him when he first presented as a werewolf (were-golden-retriever?) was on a different scale.

Thankfully, his mom had made a big dinner and they were all getting ready to eat it.

Thankfully, his family had the good sense to get out of the house.

Thankfully, some powerful magician was passing by and was able to stop Taehyung’s rampage at the fridge.

Unfortunately, it meant his family had to order food and there was a huge mess to clean.

And none of them knew how Taehyung had become a werewolf.

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Ot7 Stories Masterpost

Tagging: @park-jimin-isnt-real

#bts ot7 #kim taehyung #wecouldbe story #kim seokjin #jeon jungkook #park jimin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #werewolf au #werewolf!taehyung #magic au #nymph au #fae au #vampire au #bts x bts #poly!bts

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1994fms · 10 months

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ˊ * aceites !

bem-vinde ao velvet crest ! christopher hajun kim e kendall manson foram aceitos ! player , favor enviar o tumblr do personagem em até 24 horas .

lee hoseok e emma d'arcy estão indisponíveis para aplicação .

lee hoseok ( wonho ) , homem cis , ele/dele ✧ carry on my wayward son por kansas ˊ * você não acha que CHRISTOPHER HAJUN KIM parece radiante hoje ? me pergunto qual seria o motivo para tanto , já que tudo que ouço falar da sra. gibbins é o quanto o morador do 601 é EXPLOSIVO E TEIMOSO em seus 26 ANOS DE IDADE . coisa boa não deve ser . pensando bem , já chegou aos meus ouvidos elogios do quanto ele pode ser EFICIENTE E CARISMÁTICO . no fim , as pessoas falam demais , não é ? as únicas coisas que realmente sei que são verdade são que KIT é SEGURANÇA DE BOATE E É FILHO DE UMA DAS FAMÍLIAS MAIS RICAS DO PAÍS E FOI EXPULSO DE CASA POR EXPOR OS CRIMES DO IRMÃO À MÍDIA . o restante a gente paga pra ver !

emma d’arcy , não binárie , elu/delu ✧ too fast for love por mötley crüe ˊ * você não acha que KENDALL MANSON parece radiante hoje ? me pergunto qual seria o motivo para tanto , já que tudo que ouço falar da sra. gibbins é o quanto u moradore do 103 é INQUIETE E ORGULHOSE em seus 32 ANOS DE IDADE . coisa boa não deve ser . pensando bem , já chegou aos meus ouvidos elogios do quanto elu pode ser GENTIL E CALOROSE . no fim , as pessoas falam demais , não é ? as únicas coisas que realmente sei que são verdade são que KEN é DONO DE UMA LOJA DE DISCOS, COSTUMAVA SER BAIXISTA EM UMA BANDA DE ROCK E TEM UM GOLDEN RETRIEVER DE ESTIMAÇÃO . o restante a gente paga pra ver !

#aceitos.#HMMMMMMMM CHEIRINHO DE ABERTURA

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Home Calls the Heart

chapter: four

Word Count: 4.9k

rating: T (can’t think of any real warnings this time around)

genre: romance | hurt/comfort| magic AU

tags: bts x reader | ot7 x reader | hybrid | poly| FM!reader

Emperor Penguin!Seokjin, Golden Retriever!Taehyung, Coyote!Hoseok, Mountain Lion!Yoongi, Wolfdog!Namjoon, Kingfisher!Jimin, Holland Lop!Jungkook

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At what point had she bought a weighted blanket? And why didn’t the ceiling look the way the one in her apartment’s bedroom always did? A high, sloped wooden ceiling greeted (Y/N) when she woke up, groggy and confused. Was she not at home? Where was this then? Some type of cabin…? Soft snores and the smallest shift on top of her drew her attention away from the unfamiliarity of the room, to the body draped horizontally over her. She stared down, eyes bulging at the back rising and falling in a comfortable slumber.

The covers she had crawled under last night were tangled messily halfway under and halfway on top of them, one of her pillows cradled under her bedmate’s head as he held it snuggly. A golden tail poking from his pajama pants twitched every so often.

Memories came rushing back, and (Y/N) gasped, trying to sit up to no avail with the considerable weight disproportionately resting on top of her. The hybrid sprawled out over her wriggled, slumbering on.

“Taehyung?” She whispered, trying to free one of her arms from where it was trapped. “Taehyung-ssi, wake up!” (Y/N) patted his back with increasing urgency, peering into his face to see if it was having any effect.

She watched as the dog hybrid’s nose twitched, the hair falling into his eyes fluttering before he burrowed further into the pillow he was snuggling. Was he really that comfortable sleeping so awkwardly? His legs were stiff as a board over the side of the bed!

(Y/N) wiggled her toes restlessly under the covers, wondering if trying to roll him up was worth a shot. Any minute, she would have to make her way to the bathroom as she did every morning. Giving Taehyung a less gentle shove to the shoulder, and urging him up insistently, she listened as he exhaled deeply. (Y/N)’s chest lifted in relief.

It sounded like he was waking up at last. The light feeling was short-lived, the grown dog hybrid lifting his head to stare blearily in either direction, then shifting on her lap to make himself more comfortable. He curled his feet into the bed, now resting against her with his arms banded around her torso and his head just below her chest.

“Mmm…” (Y/N) sucked in a breath at the contented hum. At least someone was relaxed, she thought sarcastically.

The tentative knock that came not a second too soon had her squirming to sit up. “(Y/N)…?” Hoseok. He must be an early riser. She never could sleep in when she was in a new place, but when she had nowhere to be, she didn’t exactly pop right up to go on a run. “Are you up?”

“Yeah,” (Y/N) cleared her throat, glancing down to the snoozing hybrid, who didn’t seem inclined to get up in the least. “I’m up.”

“Do you mind if I come in?”

(Y/N) almost nodded at the closed door like a dummy. “Sure, that’s fine.” Maybe he could help get Taehyung up and off her.

Hoseok didn’t waste any time entering, poking his face in first and greeting her with a lovely smile. (Y/N) fidgeted, awkwardly waving as a little self consciousness trickled in. He looked so well rested, his skin appearing smooth and moisturized, and his long-sleeved black shirt and sweatpants giving him a certain loungewear chic she didn’t think she could pull off.

“Uh, hi…” she said, lowering her still raised hand.

Hoseok’s eyes swept over the sight of Taehyung curled into her, the rumpled sheets, and her dazed expression, one of his eyebrows rising. “Aish, this one. So this is where he was. I sort of had a feeling…”

Approaching, the older hybrid stopped near the edge of the bed, bending over and resting his hands on the younger’s sides. (Y/N) watched as he spidered his fingers across Taehyung’s ribs. “Taehyung-ssi,” he said in a loud whisper. “Calling Mr. Kim Taehyung. It’s time to get up, let’s go.”

Taehyung sucked in a deep breath, expelling it in a chuff as Hoseok continued to tickle him awake. (Y/N) shivered at the warm breath it caused to ghost over her slightly exposed collarbone. She had done up all but the top two buttons on the pajama top Jimin had let her borrow, comfortably toasty throughout the night. Now she wondered how much her unexpected company contributed. Exactly when did he crawl into bed with her anyway? In the middle of the night? The wee hours of the morning?

“Hyung,” Taehyung rumbled. “Ten more minutes, please?”

“Sorry, I can’t,” Hoseok chuckled. “Do you realize where you are?” Shaking his head, he began addressing her, “He’s used to sleeping with us at night. Our Taehyungie likes holding someone while he sleeps.”

“Ahh,” was all she could say, taking in that information. So it was likely an honest mistake. He probably sleepwalked from wherever he was and thought he was climbing in beside one of his packmates.

(Y/N) watched Taehyung’s ears become animated, lifting as much as they were able before he peeled his face away from where he had buried it in her shirt, practically yawning in her face with his eyes closed. (Y/N) couldn’t help but laugh a little to herself, even if she still wished she wasn’t trapped in this somewhat embarrassing predicament.

“(Y/N)…” he muttered, blinking at her, “Good morning.” (Y/N) gulped, hoping they didn’t hear it—yeah right, with their hybrid hearing of course they did. The raspy sound of his already deep voice vibrated through her from their close proximity. That tired pout and the sleepy blue puppy stare created a full-on smoulder. She doubted he even knew he was doing it, but there was no denying its effects, her stomach all aflutter.

“Ye-Yeah, morning.”

“Get up,” Hoseok reminded, patting his thigh. Taehyung obediently rolled off of her, sprawling on his back on the other side of the bed, kicking his legs like a kid contemplating if he should get out of bed on a weekend morning. Tilting his head, Hoseok placed a hand on his hip as he stood over them, zeroing in on his fellow canine hybrid.

She had learned last night that he was a coyote, which wasn’t a very common hybrid type in their country last time she checked. That had led to (Y/N) wanting to ask questions, but knowing her, they’d come out sounding far too straightforward given her status as barely-an-acquaintance to these men. “You know, it’s not nice to get in bed with someone without asking Taehyungie.”

Taehyung sat up, crossing his legs. “But I sleep with everyone else in our family all the time,” he pointed out, evident bemusement coloring his tone. Wait, did he feel comfortable getting in bed with her because he already saw her as one of them? In spite of herself, (Y/N) melted a little more for this dog hybrid’s endearing innocence.

“That’s different,” the coyote explained patiently. “(Y/N)’s still getting to know us, so she might not feel comfortable with that.”

Taehyung rounded on her, eyes widening and guilt overtaking his features. “Oh,” he muttered, ears drooping. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think of that…I just…I came to tell you goodnight after the hyungs finished scolding me, but you were already asleep. I just thought I’d sit with you for a while in case you felt restless sleeping in a new place. I must have dozed off too.”

“Well…I guess yesterday was a long one for everyone.” (Y/N) heard herself saying.

Taehyung perked up, grinning in agreement. “I knew you’d understand.” he sighed.

“Ohh,” The coyote hybrid watching on stretched the word, (Y/N) finding it hard to tell if he meant it reproachfully. “Careful about giving into him too much. The next thing you know, he’ll have you wrapped around his finger.” warned Hoseok, though his eyes had grown softer, knowing.

(Y/N) stared at Taehyung, who was still the picture of innocence, some of his hair sticking up on one side. Yeah, she could definitely see how that could happen.

(Y/N) glanced over at the dog hybrid, who was staring back at her expectantly. She had gone to the bathroom to relieve herself, washed her face and brushed her teeth with a spare toothbrush (they stocked up on supplies just for guests), only to wander back to Jungkook’s bedroom and find Taehyung still waiting there.

She blinked, “Um, hey…”

He was still in his pajamas, sprawled on his belly with his arms around a pillow. “Hi,” he returned, tail beginning to wag.

Noticing they were alone—it was hard not to with the way his deep blues zeroed in on her—(Y/N) rubbed her neck. “Where’s Hoseok-ssi?”

“Oh, Hobi-hyung went to wake up the others.” He explained, rolling onto his back and staring at her upside down. “He’s the only one who can wake up Yoongi without getting growled at.”

(Y/N) hummed in understanding. Getting a wake-up call every morning from someone who seemed like the embodiment of sunshine wouldn’t be so bad.

“By the way, your phone rang while you were gone.” Taehyung pointed to where her cellphone rested on the nightstand, and (Y/N) gasped.

“My dad! I forgot to call him last night.” She hurried to scoop it up, seeing the battery was low after a night of it not being on the charger, but nevertheless there was enough juice to make a call. “He probably thinks something happened.” Nightly calls had been their routine since she moved out, something that helped them both adjust.

(Y/N) absently sat on the bed and pressed the contact she probably called more than any other. It only took a ring for her father’s voice to answer, sounding a touch frantic. “Hello? (Y/N)?”

“Hi, Papa. Good morning.”

“Aish, ‘good morning’ she says. This kid of mine worried me half to death.”

“I know, I’m sorry…” (Y/N) fidgeted with the drawstrings of her pajamas, “I swear it wasn’t intentional…I just lost track of time while I was out yesterday, and then the weather got bad, so I stayed with some…friends.” That was believable enough, right? Taehyung, who had edged closer and closer, leaned into her phone.

“Hi (Y/N)’s dad.”

Blushing, (Y/N) switched her phone to the opposite hand and cradled it to her ear, despite knowing he could probably still hear everything. The dog hybrid snickered.

“What, who was that? I didn’t think the friend you spent the night with was a man…”

“About that…”

“Wait, is this your way of telling me you’re seeing someone?” Her dad asked quietly. “It’s alright, you know. You’re a young lady living on your own and I know it gets lonely without Ha-Kun.” He said gently. “You don’t have to be coy with me. Papa supports you—”

“No, Papa!” (Y/N) quickly tried to regain control of the conversation as her father fell further and further into the wrong idea. “He’s a friend. Just a friend.” She shot Taehyung a quick glare as she noticed his eyes held no shortage of amusement at her expense.

“Okay, okay, message received.” he assured her, “But, if you do meet some new people, I think that’d be great for you. As long as it brings you happiness I’m on board.”

“Thanks, Papa. I love you.”

“I love you too. Be careful out there today. It might not be actively snowing but there’s plenty from the flurry last night as I’m sure you know.”

“I’ll take it easy. I don’t think I have any assignments to get to today anyway. It’ll likely be quiet.”

“Good. You deserve a rest. Call me if you want to talk, okay?”

“Same goes for you.” (Y/N) replied. The hybrid beside her was all but squirming as the call ended, causing her to raise a brow in bemusement. “What?”

“I like him already.”

(Y/N) was a little taken aback at how matter-of-fact he was about it. “…Yeah?”

“Yeah, he sounded nice. And he raised you. I like you, so I’d probably like him too.”

Part of her wanted to hide her face in her hands. It was sweet, but he said these things so candidly, it was a little hard to take. (Y/N) didn’t think she was particularly easy to fluster but maybe being around this group of hybrids was teaching her things she didn’t know about herself.

The scent from the kitchen was so mouth-watering, it was enough to make a person take a deep breath in and curl their toes. (Y/N) stood at the threshold of the room as Taehyung sauntered in and immediately latched onto Jimin, who didn’t seem startled in the least. Jin was busy at the stove, but looked up and greeted her kindly when he saw her standing there.

“(Y/N)! Don’t be a stranger.” he called out, “Breakfast is almost finished.”

Jimin angled himself so he could see her, wings twitching as Taehyung nuzzled into his neck. “You are staying for breakfast, right?”

“Sure!” She chirped, her shoulders bouncing in a shrug. The young woman was learning. These hybrids were persuasive. And if she had turned down eating with them for the sake of politeness, all that would’ve happened is they’d get pouty about it. This saved them all some extra steps. “Breakfast…sounds good. I’m pretty hungry this morning.”

“You’re in for a treat then. Hyung’s making his cinnamon roll pancakes.” Namjoon informed her from his spot at the counter.

(Y/N)’s stomach gave a long gurgle that had most of the men in the room chuckling. It was embarrassing, sure, but could they blame her? Pancakes were a novelty she hardly ever had, unless she went to visit her dad for a weekend. Since she was used to starting her days early, (Y/N) often had to make whatever she had on hand that could be eaten on the go suffice. Sometimes that was an energy bar and a cup of coffee, sometimes it was toast with jam and something leftover from the night before.

Before she had a chance to voice her enthusiasm, the front door clattered open, a cold gust blowing in that made her yelp. Turning, they watched as Hoseok bounced in, pulling Yoongi by the hand. Both were dressed in winter coats with scarves and hats, but being that Yoongi’s species was perfectly at home in the cold, (Y/N) had to wonder if he needed it. Of course, maybe it was different without his fur. He could be just as susceptible to chill as anyone else—

“Hi family,” Hoseok cooed, “Hi again (Y/N).”

“Hi Hobi,” The other hybrids in the kitchen greeted him fondly.

“Hi Hoseok.” (Y/N) added, laughing to herself. Some people might find his boundless energy annoying, but there was just something about it you couldn’t help but lean into.

“All the animals are fed.” Yoongi announced, not bothering to do much more than nod in her direction when they met eyes. His hair was in his eyes, thanks to the hat, but he looked half-asleep on his feet. Something told her he wasn’t the early riser his packmate clearly was. The yawn he barely managed to stifle behind his glove confirmed that.

“How’s Jilju?” Taehyung asked, lifting his face up.

“Still moody.” Hoseok reported, lips turning down.

“Jilju?” (Y/N) had to assume that was one of their animals, but curiosity prompted her to figure out what kind. Although the meaning of the name was a bit of a giveaway.

“Our horse.” Jimin clarified. Yes, (Y/N) patted herself on the back for her accurate mental guess. “Jungkook’s horse really. They basically grew up together. He named her and everything.”

“She can be a little fussy from time to time, but usually she’s pretty easygoing. Nothing like what she’s been lately. Now she’s like a whole different animal. We can barely get near her.” Jin shook his head, flipping some of the pancakes on his spatula.

That seemed to bring everyone’s mood down.

“Then maybe…she misses Jungkook?” (Y/N) ventured timidly. Putting the pieces together, it seemed he’d been somewhat reclusive since they lost their caregiver. Her heart went out to him, a hybrid she hadn’t even met. Losing Ha-Kun had felt like it would shatter her some days. Grieving could get lonely, even with a good support system.

“I think he still goes out and sees her when we’re not around. I can always catch traces of his scent near her stable when it’s my turn to feed her. He’s probably confiding more in her than us right now.” Namjoon sighed.

(Y/N) didn’t want to risk offending them, but that was good that horse and hybrid at least still had their bond in the middle of the sudden change in their lives. “Oh…then is it unrelated…?”

“We’ve had the same vet that’s been treating the animals since before Gramps adopted us come out and take a look at her. As far as he can tell it’s not anything physical.” The wolfdog continued.

A lightbulb suddenly flickered to life above her head, “If it’s alright with all of you, I could check her over myself?” She offered, “You know, with my abilities. Sometimes that’s all it takes to figure out what’s wrong.”

“Would you?” Jin gasped. “That’s so sweet of you, (Y/N).”

“How much?” Yoongi asked, all business.

“No, I…I wasn’t planning to charge.” She waved her hands at the mountain lion. “It’s a free consultation. You let me stay the night and borrow clothes and fed me without asking for a single won. So let me return the favor.”

“Then I’ll come with you.” Namjoon got up, taller than she remembered him being the night before. That was probably just the fact that she was in a new place and panicking taking precedence back then. “If I’m being honest, I’m a little curious. I never thought I’d meet anyone with magic, so would it be too much trouble to watch you in action?”

“Nah, it’s cool.” (Y/N) agreed. “I get that request all the time. But if I can be honest, it might be a lot less exciting than you’re picturing. My power’s not as flashy as some others out there.”

“Well, we’ll see, won’t we?” Namjoon tilted his head, smirking lightly.

“Before you drag her out there, why doesn’t someone let her borrow a coat and some boots?” Jin suggested, now scrambling eggs. “Sorry, I washed your clothes but they’re still in the dryer.”

(Y/N) warmed at how thoughtful Jin continued to be to her. She would have had no trouble simply putting on her slightly wrinkled clothes from the previous day and washing them when she returned to her apartment. They really were treating her like a guest, and not just a random human that’d blown onto their doorstep.

“She can use mine!” Taehyung was jogging away before anyone could stop him.

“Get her one of my hats, or Jimin’s!” Jin called out, “Ours don’t have holes for our ears, remember?”

It was still a bit hard to believe those were the real thing, and not realistic headbands or something.

For the time being, she really was in a whole new world. And yet, the hospitality of these hybrids and the coziness of their home made it feel partially familiar.

In her career, (Y/N) had helped a wide variety of animals, domestic and exotic, aquatic and desert dwellers. There would always be a special place in her heart for barnyard creatures. Horses and goats and pigs and chickens were among her favorites to work with. Sure, she got her fill of dealing with cats and dogs and sometimes the occasional chinchilla or sugar glider in the city. But driving out to the country, getting that first fresh, twangy breath of air…it was hard to beat.

In wintertime, the smell of honeycomb and freshly mowed grass didn’t drift to her on the wind, but stepping into a warm barn still did it for her. The musk of horse and the sweet scent of fresh hay mingled together as she followed Namjoon inside, glancing at the pen with several goats prancing and eating, then at some very plump and sleepy pigs across from them. The singular stall containing a horse was up ahead, a faint whinny coming from the one and only Jilju.

She was a proud mare, (Y/N) could tell just by looking at her. And oh, was she beautiful. Her mane was silvery blond and shiny, her coat well-kept and her eyes lively and intelligent.

Her nostrils flared as she breathed in the newcomer, head bobbing. “Hey there, Jilju,” Namjoon held up a hand tentatively, not putting it too close to her face. “It’s just me. This is (Y/N). She’s here to see if she can help you.”

The horse danced back and forth in her stable, nickering as (Y/N) walked closer.

“Hello,” she waved, bowing to the horse as she did to all animals when she first made their acquaintance on the job. “It’s like he said. I’m interested in helping you if I can.” She held both hands out in front of her, though the sleeves of Taehyung’s coat nearly swallowed them. “May I?”

There was a beat of silence, the horse staring them down, and Namjoon glancing between them unsurely. Finally, Jilju neighed, stepping away from the stall door. (Y/N)’s heart fluttered with relief, casting a triumphant smile at Namjoon, who nodded in approval. Moving carefully, in case Jilju changed her mind about (Y/N) being in her space, the young woman unlocked the stall and slid in. The hybrid waited just outside, prepared in case he needed to intervene. Jilju paced, nickering restlessly as (Y/N) joined her.

“I’ve heard you’ve been a little temperamental lately. They’re worried about you.” she said softly. “They told me you’re normally very sweet.”

The horse stopped her movement, eyeing (Y/N) carefully. When she was still, (Y/N) touched her forehead using just two fingers. She wasn’t unnerved by the hand, though she tensed momentarily.

“Whoa,” she heard Namjoon mutter, but kept her focus where it was needed.

As she got a peek into the animal’s muddled emotional state, (Y/N) chewed her lip, considering her next question. “So…you’re frustrated. You feel powerless.”

Jilju neighed, and (Y/N) kept going. “I’ve been there too.” Remembering what Namjoon had said about Jungkook confiding in his friend, she decided to hazard a guess. “Is it because someone close to you is hurting so much, and you can’t help him?”

The animal pawed at the ground, her strong neck bobbing as she whinnied through her teeth. “Watching someone you love go through the toughest time of their life does that to you. So does loss. It sounds like you lost someone who cared about everyone and everything on this farm.” She stroked the mare’s hair out of her eyes. “But you’re not losing Jungkook.” (Y/N) stated.

“Not really. I bet him being able to tell you things he doesn’t feel ready to tell anyone else yet has helped him more than you know. You’re his loyal friend. He knows you love him, and that’s why he can come to you. But please don’t take on all that grief and feel like you have to keep it.” An image of nights whispering her truths in the dark to Ha-Kun bubbled to the front of her mind, and (Y/N) felt her lip start to tremble as she sucked in a deep breath. No, she was not going to go down that road right now. This wasn’t about her. “Then…Jungkook might think he’s just burdening you by confiding.”

The horse snuffed indignantly, as if disputing (Y/N), telling her that she could never see it that way. “I know, I know. Just saying.” She patted Jilju’s head. “By the way…are you sure that’s everything?”

Out of the corner of her eyes, she could see Namjoon’s ears go erect, alert as he mumbled “what do you mean?”

“You’re restless and protective, but is there more than one reason?” (Y/N) asked, addressing the mare. A flood of affection swamped (Y/N) and made her fingers tingle. It wasn’t directed at her, and something told her it wasn’t entirely directed at the hybrid boy she was so fond of. Could it be…?

“Namjoon?” She asked.

“Hm?”

“How far’s your closest neighbor?”

“About five miles?” She could hear the strong note of bemusement in those three words alone.

“Do they keep horses too?”

“Actually yeah, they’ve got a few.” He definitely did not see where she was going with her line of inquiry.

“Well, has Jilju ever been around any of them?”

“One broke out and wandered here shortly before we lost Gramps. We didn’t realize it until the next morning though. Why are you…oh.”

(Y/N) nodded, beaming as she stroked her knuckles down the mare’s neck. “Jilju’s a little cranky because she’s expecting.”

“Wow I…that’s great!” Namjoon blinked. “I think.”

“She’s happy, so I’d say it is.” (Y/N) moved slowly down the mare’s body, peering at her side. There was no obvious protrusion just yet. The veterinarian likely had missed the signs before because she wasn’t all that far along. It’s just that everything’s been a bit stressful with the sudden shift. If it’s one thing animals pick up on well, it’s when things are off.”

“I see,” he hung his head, tail drooping pitifully. “Sorry, Jilju. We all care about you as much as Jungkook.” He told her. “We should have known soon—”

“Don’t be sorry.” (Y/N) soothed. “She’s not really upset you didn’t pick it up. It’s probably just stress and hormones.”

“We’ll make sure you get enough to eat now that I know.” Namjoon promised, entering the stall for the first time. Jilju seemed far less antsy than she had been before, letting the hybrid come and press a hand against her neck. “And we’ll have the vet come out for wellness checks, and I’ll get out your favorite blanket, and—”

Jilju whickered, and (Y/N) giggled at Namjoon’s befuddled expression, his eyes wide. “I think she’s saying she appreciates you looking out for her, but try not to go overboard.”

The wolfdog chuffed, “It’s not me you should worry about. Wait until Jungkook finds out he’s gonna be an uncle.”

Something about today was strange, a little exhilaration coursing through his veins. It wasn’t much, but it made him feel more inclined to do…something than he had been since Gramps died.

So he got up at a reasonable time, brushed his teeth and combed his hair. Next came a nice, hot shower, after which he threw on some sweats and a hoodie. There were voices filtering up from downstairs, so he knew he wasn’t the only one awake.

Judging by the aroma in the air, it was time to eat. He missed that. Everyone sitting around happily digging in and playfully bickering over passing dishes. There was just…one person missing now, which was why he hadn’t been able to bring himself to go down and sit among them for meals for over a week.

Whatever stirred him into being proactive today was also guiding him down the stairs on quiet, sure feet.

The warmth hit him full force then, and an overwhelming sense of longing and remorse. Had he really been worrying everyone when they all were facing the same pain he was? That was…that was wrong, selfish.

He had always been selfish, and they let him. But…

The front door opened, his ears lifting as much as they were able. Namjoon stepped in, brushing snow out of his black and silver hair, jaw going slack when he laid eyes on the younger. “J-Jungkook!” His dark eyes were dancing and delighted, so much relief pouring off him the young hybrid’s chest squeezed. He felt even worse.

There wasn’t much time to dwell on that feeling, because his hyung was moving closer, and there was a second figure following him out of the cold. Someone he did not know. Who definitely was not a part of their little family. She stumbled in, tripping more than walking forward as she shut the door and just barely managed to catch herself before face planting. It was probably because those boots were too big for her. Boots he kind of recognized. Yoongi’s feet weren’t huge but they weren’t her size either.

Taehyung’s coat she was swimming in, and the beanie on her head from Jimin fell into her eyes a little as she looked down, still not paying him any mind. Humans didn’t have the same instinctive alertness that they did, though, and there was no doubt to the rabbit that she was one.

“(Y/N)…” Namjoon said, drawing her attention up from the buttons she was fumbling with. The girl’s head whipped up instantly, her eyes large as they cast their curious depths at his hyung, then slid to him. “This is the last member of our pack, Jungkook.”

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Author’s Note: Between this chapter and the last I had two slots on my taglist open up since those no longer seem to be active blogs and I cannot find any new url link. So I added the two people who reached out to me immediately after my taglist closed to be fair, in case either of you is wondering why you were tagged if you were told the taglist closed. For the future, if anyone plans to change their url and wants to be sure their new url can still be tagged, just lmk. Or if you for any reason no longer want to be tagged at some point, just let me know that too, thanks! And you know I was already planning to start the chapter like this, but then I watched a video of Hobi waking the members up through the years and it was so so cute that it pushed me towards doing this even more. Also I finally got to add in Jungkook, officially. Sorry it took so long, but he’s here now and that’s what matters. 😌

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btschooseafic · 2 years

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In House of Hope, Hoseok is a golden retriever hybrid. His character arc is about confronting his fear of abandonment. [Read Here]

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bangtanflirt · 1 year

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This Could Be Home (FINAL)

Golden Retriever Hybrid Jungkook x Human Reader x Human Hoseok

Angst and Comfort. PG-13 (this one might be like TV-14 or something because it does have more mature themes than the other two parts).

Part 1 > Part 2

Summary: As a purebred adopted by a high class family, some would think Jungkook had it all--but the pain behind the façade inevitably catches up to him. It’s only when you and Hoseok enter his life does he (gradually) allow himself to feel happiness again.

Warnings: mentions of past hybrid abuse (including hybrid sexual harassment but it’s not graphically described) and the ptsd it’s caused, runaway hybrid jk, one awkward instance of morning wood

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Night creeps in and the three of you gather around the sofa for an impromptu movie night, letting an over-the-moon Jungkook pick. You can’t help but giggle at the way his forehead scrunches when he’s focused on choosing, as if it’s the most serious decision in the world. “The Conjuring” is his final pick, no matter how many times you and Hoseok warn that it could be too scary for him. You haven’t seen his stubborn side come out before, but it’s on full display as he guarantees he can handle the movie.

Only after you and Hoseok go into your bedroom for the night does Jungkook realize just how much the movie is affecting him. In all the other nights he’s been here, the soft couch has not elicited any complaints from the boy—after all, he was used to metal cages. Tonight, however, trying to sleep alone on said couch feels impossible; his mind incessantly replays scenes from the movie. He tries to steady his breathing and hide under the blankets, but his heartbeat only fastens the longer he’s alone. High on adrenaline and fear, he brushes off the covers and bolts the short distance to the bedroom door. The moment between knocking and waiting for one of you to open feels like eternity.

“Hey Kookie, did you need something?” Hoseok’s in his pajamas and looking all ready to call it a night. You’re on the bed, matching your boyfriend’s jammies, and slapping moisturizer onto your face.

“T-too scared to sleep out there. Can I sleep with you guys tonight?”

You and Hoseok give the hybrid a light-hearted “I told you so” look, teasing him about being able to handle the scary movie. It’s only once you’ve gotten all the teasing out of your system that you lift the covers and invite the boy to cuddle up beside you. The three of you drift off into a cozy slumber, with Jungkook sandwiched in the middle. Jungkook does well to inhale your scents, clinging onto it like it can ward off any demons that might come for him. With you and Hobi there to protect him, the movie scenes don’t seem all that scary anymore.

The next morning, you awaken in your usual haze, ready to tease your boyfriend for the morning wood you feel on your thigh. However, you come enough to your senses to realize that you’re not currently feeling your lover—it’s Jungkook you’re feeling. The realization causes you to let out a yelp, it’s not super loud but it does wake Jungkook up. Once he realizes what caused your reaction, he sprawls out of the bed entirely, the action causing Hoseok to wake up as well. Jungkook realizes he’s only added insult to injury by standing up, as now you and Hoseok have a clear view of the erection through his sweatpants. The boy immediately drops to the floor with his knees to his chest, spilling nonstop apologies without looking either of you in the eye. At the very least, the horror and embarrassment causes the erection to disappear pretty quickly.

“I wasn’t trying to…I wasn’t thinking anything dirty, I don’t know why that happened”

His voice breaks many times during that sentence alone, clearly trying not to break into tears. Neither you nor your boyfriend know how to approach the situation, but Hoseok gives it a try.

“Relax Kookie, it’s just morning wood, right? Let’s just forget it.”

But Jungkook shakes his head, holding his knees closer,

“But I’m not supposed to be able to do that”

This confuses both Hoseok and you,

“What do you mean, sweetheart?” You choose your tone very carefully, making sure to sound nonjudgmental and encouraging.

“I mean..I’m broken in that way.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Ma’am-um-I mean Mrs. Choi…she told me. She um used to st-strip in front of me when Mr. Choi wasn’t home. She would make me watch her do things to herself and get really mad when I wouldn’t grow down there. She told me I was broken.”

A whirlwind of rage brews inside of you, and Hoseok’s not faring any better. Every time the two of you think you’ve reached the bottom of the Choi’s terribleness, you find even more reason to despise them.

You make your way to the boy, crouching down and taking his head into your palms; Hoseok follows and holds the hybrid’s trembling hands. You make sure he’s looking you in the eyes before you say your next words.

“You’re not broken, Jungkook. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with you. Those people were horrible and it’s beyond normal for your body to reject that disgusting woman, especially in the atrocious circumstances she forced you into. Your body is finally feeling safe here, and hopefully your mind is too. Please, never think of yourself as broken in any way ever again.”

Your eyes brim with sincerity, and Jungkook’s breath steadies as your words get through to him. He holds Hoseok’s hands tighter, guilt and shame still etched onto his features. That’s when Hoseok does what he’s best at—lighten the atmosphere. You watch as your boyfriend changes the topic of the conversation entirely, instead talking about some viral tweet. You get the hint and promptly join, saying whatever until you see Jungkook visibly relax. No one mentions the incident again.

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The weekend approaches and it’s the first time since Jungkook’s stay that you and Hobi invite a guest for dinner. Your eyes don’t miss the extra jittery hybrid once he hears the news. You can’t blame him; he’s barely just started to feel secure around you and your boyfriend. However, this dinner is necessary.

“Don’t worry Kookie, Namjoon is coming over to help you. I know new people aren’t your thing, but he’s nothing to be scared of, promise.”

He looks at you with literal puppy dog eyes,

“Help me?”

Is he going to take me away from here? I don’t wanna leave.

“Yes sweetheart,” you ruffle his hair lovingly. “So please try to relax and help me set the table. He’ll be here any minute.”

Jungkook sets the table with lingering worries plaguing his mind. This mysterious Namjoon you were so keen on inviting over…how could he possibly help him? His thoughts are interrupted by the doorbell.

Instinctively, the hybrid cowers behind Hoseok as you greet the tall, black-haired man into the house. The man’s presence itself feels commanding, and Hoseok has to hold Jungkook’s hand to keep him from running off.

Namjoon looks over at the hybrid, walking over in long strides. He stretches out a hand to pet the freshly dyed blonde locks, but Jungkook only whimpers and backs away.

The man quickly realizes his mistake and apologizes, “I’m so sorry! I’m usually around dog hybrids that like to be pet. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” He flashes a guilty smile. Jungkook meekly nods in response.

Namjoon refocuses on Hoseok and you.

“It’s so nice to see you guys. Been quite a while, huh? Nice place you got here.”

The four of you gather around the dinner table, with you, Hoseok, and Namjoon fondly reminiscing the college days. Jungkook keeps his head down and fiddles with his food the whole time. Only after everyone feels more settled in does Hoseok bring up why he called Namjoon over, explaining the whole situation with Jungkook and the Chois.

Jungkook’s too focused on the plate to see the pitiful look Namjoon gives him throughout, especially at the part about Happy Hybrid.

Kim Namjoon is in a unique situation: as the heir and CEO of Kim Group, he actually has the power to go against the Chois. The Kim Group is the leader of Korea’s auto manufacturing industry and has quite the reputation for questionable tactics to stay on top. Namjoon’s father and grandfather have been infamous for keeping dirt on other conglomerates and blackmailing companies to protect their monopoly. With his grandfather passed away and father currently hospitalized, Namjoon is the current face of the family business. He’s taken a different approach from his family, opting to ditch the old ways of business and strive for a more ethical approach. His strait-laced ways are admirable, but also make it hard for you and Hoseok to ask for the favor you need.

“I know you’re trying to do things differently from your father, and we really respect you for that, but if there’s any chance you have any files on the Choi Group then we can use it protect him. We’re desperate.”

After a pregnant pause, Namjoon nods. Hoseok and you take a giant sigh of relief and Jungkook still doesn’t know what’s going on.

“But you’re going to need to revise your plan. If I give you the files and you go straight to the police, they’ll no doubt blame everything on a fall-guy and get off clean.”

“What should we do if not turn the files in?”

“Just bluff. Threaten them that you’ll go to the police. I doubt they’ll risk going through the process of court trials for a hybrid they don’t even seem to like.”

Jungkook’s heart drops at those words. He knows they’re true, but it’s still not pleasant to hear. Namjoon picks up on his second mistake of the night, backtracking and overexplaining how he didn’t mean it to come across like that.

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The very next day, Hoseok sits face to face with Choi Do-Jin, clenching his fists by his side and resisting every urge to give his smarmy face a good right-hook.

“You said you’re currently in possession of my hybrid, is that correct?”

Hoseok nods with a cold stare.

“Great! Tell me a time and day to pick him up and I’ll send over some people. Oh and, this” he slides over a check, with everything filled out except the amount, “I’ll let you decide a reasonable amount for putting up with him and returning him to us.”

Hoseok promptly slides the check back.

“I never said anything about giving him back.”

Do-Jin’s features contort into confusion,

“He’s a pet to the Choi family. You don’t exactly have a choice here, boy.”

That’s when the younger man pulls out a usb from his pocket, sliding it over.

“What’s this?”

“Proof of every instance of embezzlement and tax evasion committed by Choi Group in the last three years. You can keep that copy. I have many more back-ups.”

The man’s face drops fifty shades in color, almost as pale as his white knuckles.

“You’re doing all this for that pathetic excuse for a hybrid?”

“Confidentiality of these files in exchange for Jungkook’s freedom. Take it or leave it.”

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Jungkook practically tackles Hoseok to the ground when he’s told of his freedom, tail wagging uncontrollably and peppering kisses all over the older man’s face. The boy’s heart feels fifty tons lighter and he’s pretty sure he’s never smiled as wide before. You’re no different, joining the golden retriever in jumping your boyfriend with delight. The three of you stay down on the floor for a while, letting the new reality set in: the reality that Jungkook doesn’t have to live every day in anxiety anymore. You and Hoseok can’t stop cooing over Jungkook wagging his tail.

Dinner that night feels different; there’s no overwhelming fear of anyone bursting through the door to take the hybrid away—it feels like a normal dinner at home. Home.

“Your ownership change papers are being processed right now. Once you’re officially in our name, we’ll let you decide what to do. You can continue to be under our name if you’d like, or we can sign off on emancipation papers. If you want to be emancipated, you can still stay here until you get on your own feet. Just let us know what you want once you figure it out.”

The last sentence was Hoseok’s way of letting him know he had time to decide, but Jungkook doesn’t seem to need time at all. He speaks up less than a second after Hoseok finishes.

“I want to be your hybrid.”

His enthusiastic response endears both you and Hoseok.

“Perfect, but you can change your mind literally anytime, understand?”

Jungkook nods, finding it equally endearing that neither Hoseok nor you can hide their joy at his response. This is what it feels like to be wanted—to be loved. It’s the most euphoric feeling in the world.

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