#hybrid changbin
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Pudding
Pairing: Changbin + AFAB Reader & Chan + AFAB Reader
Genre: Smut, Hybrid!AU
Warnings: absolutely filthy dirty talk, unprotected sex, Bunny Hybrid!Changbin, Dog Hybrid!Reader, Reader is called Puppy often, pet names, jealousy, subtle breeding kink if you squint, hints of dub con, oral (Chan receiving), oral (Reader receiving), fingering, Reader and Changbin get caught and Changbin doesn't stop, implied chubby reader, reader loves food.
Word Count: 8,432
Synopsis: Chan had always been a fairly lax hybrid owner, and when he introduces you to Hyunjins Bunny hybrid Changbin, he's sure you're on the road to becoming great friends. What reason could he possibly have to think his sweet responsible puppy would ever have him fighting his own feelings.
Bunnie's note: The title is barely related to the story but you'll get it. This is 8k words of pure filth with 5 different smut scenes so I promise it's far from a slow read!
"Channie! Can you PLEASE turn that down!" You whine, stomping your way into the living room where Chris was sat watching Deadpool again, your sensitive ears twitching at the uncomfortable shrill noise coming from the TV.
"It's not even loud, baby! The volume is only at 10!"
Your pout intensifies and he sighs dramatically, almost mocking you as he taps the remote to lower the volume another 4 notches.
"Better?"
You mumble your approval with quiet thanks and drop down beside him for a moment, just long enough to allow him to stroke the velvety fur that coated your pointy shepherd ears as a show of your gratitude to which he hums happily to himself, gently rubbing the soft side of your ear between his thumb and pointer finger, leaning over to peck your forehead.
"How about I go out and get you some snacks, hm? You're so cranky when you're hungry." He coos at you and your face softens a little, your ears perking forward at the mention of food.
"Pudding?"
He laughs to himself at your enthusiasm and nods, standing from the couch and walking toward to door to grab his coat before shooting you a bright smile as he opens the door.
"Pudding."
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You stay in your room for most of the day, only exiting to grab a few of your snacks from Chris before running back, cocooning yourself in your blankets with plush toys and pillows surrounding you.
It's well into the evening by the time you decide to venture out, the sound of a voice other than your owners mixing with the faint sound of a sputtered laugh in your ears having your curiosity spiked. You're tiptoeing your way down the hall to peek around a corner, eyes widening when you see your owner's friend Hyunjin sitting on the couch across from a pair of long black lop bunny ears with softly curled hair covering the base. The idea of another hybrid being brought into your home had a quiet growl rumbling in your throat along with a strange flutter in your chest.
"Oh, puppy! I forgot to tell you that Hyunjin and Binnie were coming over." Chris calls to you when he sees your ears peeking around the corner, a mixed tone of guilt and apology coating his words.
You figure there's no point in trying to sneak away now, bee lining for the kitchen cupboard to take advantage of Chris’ guilt, feeling 3 sets of eyes following you as you steal a bag of jerky off the top shelf.
"Your hair is growing out! You're getting so fluffy!" Hyunjin sings, and you giggle quietly, shoving a few pieces of jerky into your mouth before the bag is smoothly snatched from your hands.
"Oh, come on, let the puppy have their snacks." Hyunjin defends your antics, and you pout, dragging your feet toward the couch where you pretend to faint, your head falling into the man's open lap, curious eyes locked on you as the strange hybrid in the room studies your behaviour.
Two sets of hands are petting your hair as Chris takes his place on the couch beside you, your owner shooting his friend a comment about how if he didn't control your food, you would never stop eating. You couldn't deny it, and you hear the same stuttered laugh from before, clear as day as you sit up and finally take in the round face of the bunny sitting across from you.
"Binnie is the same. They'd be a Domino's worst nightmare!"
You all settle in to binge watch a new anime that you'll pretend to pay attention to, distracted by the constant switch between too hot and too cold that runs through your body as you rest your head against Chan's shoulder, your feet tucked under Hyunjins thigh, much to his annoyance.
"Shouldn't the food be here by now?"
Changbin is groaning loudly, his stomach audibly growling as both of your owners check their phones, their own groans causing your ears to flatten against your head at the sudden intrusion.
"It still says it's being prepared." Chris frowns, his own cranky attitude bubbling to the surface as he becomes more aware of his own hunger.
"Should we go pick it up?"
Both of their faces shift to yours, a questioning look gracing their features, earning them a half-hearted growl that makes Changbin's ears twitch. He'd never seen a canine hybrid get so bold with their owner, and he was quickly finding himself captivated by his own intrigue.
Chris sighs and heads to the door, and Hyunjin moves to follow, pausing briefly beside his hybrid.
"Are you gonna be okay if we leave you here?"
"Why wouldn't I be okay?" Changbin questions with a confused tone, his eyes narrowing.
"I mean..." Hyunjins voice trails off in thought, almost debating his words. "I'd be leaving you alone with a predator. Doesn't that set off some kind of instinctual alarm bells for your species?"
Changbin lets out an indignant scoff, swatting at his owners leg as he speaks.
"That's a myth! And if you don't feed me soon, I'm going to become a predator!"
Binnies agreement is more than enough for the two men to be shoving each other through the door, and you're laughing along with him at the sight, leaving the comfortable nest you had made on the couch to grab a water bottle from the fridge, sipping slowly as a question rang in your mind.
"Why did you lie about the predator thing?" You ask curiously, tilting your head as you examine the bunny's expression for any hint of hesitation.
There is none, only a proud smirk that tugs on his lips as he speaks. "They don't need to know all of our secrets, and I'm not scared of you." His eyes are trained on your body, taking in every soft curve as you sit back down much closer to him then you were before, your nose twitching as you take in Hyunjin’s scent, realising you’ve sat straight in his spot.
"You may be a predator, but I could easily take you."
You're not sure why you register the words as something suggestive, but your body buzzes at them, and he can sense it, inhaling slowly and deeply, shooting you a quizzical glance.
"Does Chan know you're due for a heat?"
He catches you off guard and it's like he's found a missing piece to some secret puzzle, your eyes wide as your stared back at him with your mouth hanging open, making him laugh as he watched.
"IS THAT WHY I'VE BEEN FEELING LIKE SHIT?!" You grumble, sinking deeper into the couch, a comfortable silence filling the room as Changbin moves closer to you, reaching a hand out to find purchase on the meat of your thigh, squeezing as if to test your reaction to him.
"It's pretty irresponsible of Chan to have left you alone with me in your current state." He muses, fingers edging dangerously close to your inner thigh as your train of thought derails, the buzz of electricity flooding you, evening to a steady hum as he speaks.
"What do you mean?"
"I'm a Bunny hybrid. You know what we do best, don't you?"
His fingers connect with your pussy through your clothing, firm pressure rubbing against your clit making you moan, pressing your hips up into his touch as he continues teasing you.
"It's kind of rude that you haven't given me a tour yet." His touch leaves you as he speaks, and you let out an involuntary whimper, shaking the confusion from your mind as he stands, quickly following suit as you absent mindedly show him through the kitchen, Chans studio, the bathrooms and the bedrooms, pausing at your bed to kneel on the plush mattress, reaching for your favourite Pochacco plush in order to show it off.
Your hand is just connecting with the fluffy fabric when you feel Changbin shift behind you, strong hands gripping your hips and a thick bulge nudging against the swell of your ass. It catches you off guard, and you freeze as he begins grinding against you, soft groans meeting your ears, coaxing an embarrassing whimper from your throat.
"Well, don't you sound pretty?" Changbin coos at you, causing a flush of heat to coat your face, your hands abandoning their search to find security against your mattress, propping you up momentarily only to have the man behind you shoving your chest down against the sheets, your arms giving way as he pinned you with no struggle. He already looked strong, but the realisation of just how strong he really was had a new wave of arousal flooding through your body. Your loose sleep shorts are easily disturbed by Changbins movements, and his underwear is stained with your arousal where he'd managed to tug his pants down without you noticing.
You're pressing your ass harder against him, tears stinging your eyes as the need to have something inside you becomes overwhelming.
"Look at this pretty pussy..." Changbins voice sounds almost mesmerised as his covered cock nudges against your clit, coaxing airy moans from your lips that only serve to encourage him further. "Needs to be filled, doesn't it? Does the pretty puppy want Binnies help?"
"Please. Binnie! Need you, please?"
Your voice is shaky and there's a whine to it as you feel him shifting, the complaint playing on your tongue immediately silenced when you feel the tip of his cock dragging against your entrance where Changbins eyes were locked as he continued coating his cock in your slick.
"You're so wet, puppy. You've already got my thighs all sticky."
He's pressing his cock into you, watching intensely as your pussy welcomed him. He's shocked by how easily you can take him given how thick he is, and he lets a deep groan leave his throat as he bottoms out, his soft tummy pressing aginst your ass.
He leans over you, nipping at the back of your neck as he grinds into you, his hands exploring every inch of your soft skin, relishing the way you keen when he grips at your hips and thighs.
"You're a disgusting little thing, aren't you? Such a filthy little mutt. You don't even know me, and you're here taking my cock so well."
He punctuates his words with a sudden harsh thrust, living up to his hybrid type as he begins fucking into you like a bunny, using your hips as leverage to pull you back on his cock, the tip nudging sinfully against your gspot with every thrust.
"Such a pretty little bitch for me. Does it feel good, puppy? You like how Binnie's cock fills you up?"
He chokes out a moan when you start rambling about how good he feels inside of you and how badly you need him to breed you, his cock throbbing as he reaches down to find your clit, rubbing firm circles that make you clench tighter around him, pushing him closer to the edge.
"Gonna be a good bitch for Binnie and let him breed you, yeah? Gonna let Binnie fill your needy cunt with cum?"
You nod wordlessly, too busy trying to swallow the pathetic noises that spill from you uncontrollably. You've so easily become fucked out on his cock and he's savouring the empty look on your face.
"Gonna make you my lil fuck bunny. Binnie’s gonna use your cunt whenever I need something warm and wet to stuff my cock into."
You growl in response to his words and he audibly laughs, wrapping a hand around the back of your neck and pressing your face harder against the bed as he feels your cunt spasm around his length, the sudden constriction limiting him to just a couple more thrust before he's spilling inside of you, quickly pulling you up against his body so that he could muffle his moans with his teeth pressed against your neck.
"That's it. Take it all." He murmurs against your skin, offering shallow thrust that lull you both through your high before he pulls out, stretching his limbs as he digs through your drawers. Any other time you'd surely ask him what he was doing digging through your personal things, however you can't bring yourself to do anything but lift your legs as he slips your shorts off and a fresh pair of underwear past your ankles, ensuring they were in their rightful position before your shorts are returned and he's tugging you off the bed, fixing your hair in an almost tender gesture.
You're back in your respective places at opposite ends of the couch by the time Chan and Hyunjin make it back with the food, both clearly annoyed by the extended wait as they walk through the door, ranting to each other about how this better be the best meal they've eaten in months. You find it hard to pay any attention to their rambling when you're focused on the feeling of your underwear clinging to your skin, Changbin's cum steadily leaking from your abused cunt.
"I'm glad to see neither of you are injured." Hyunjin laughs, breaking some of the tension as he hands you a clear container of food and a pair of chopsticks before sinking exaggeratedly into the soft cushions with his own meal.
You offer a nervous giggle and note the smirk playing at Binnies lips as Chan kisses your forehead, settling next to you as reaching for the TV remote to put a new movie on.
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"Oh, we kept ourselves occupied."
Chris is excited the following day about the idea of you and Changbin being friends, rambling about how nice it would be for you to have someone to talk to that you could relate to and continuously asking if you want him to invite them over again, to which you struggle for an answer every single time. You almost felt a little guilty about what happened, but the memory of how well Changbin stretched you out and his filthy words had you quickly becoming desperate for more of him. You make it 2 days before you're agreeing with his idea of inviting the two boys over for another movie night.
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You're a nervous mess when you hear them knock and you can't bring yourself to turn and look at them as they greet you both, pretending to be engulfed in something playing on your phone until Changbin finds his way to the couch beside you, complaining that you were in what he had claimed to be his spot. You want to respond and tell him that he's gotten a little too comfortable in your home, but the words are gone as quickly as they came when he scoots closer to you, tugging the blanket you had laid over your lap so that it's covering the both of you, his hand quickly finding home on your thigh.
Chan and Hyunjin both seem happy to see how comfortable Changbin is with you and offer their own comments about you being 'the best of friends' which he responds to with a fake cheesy grin, his chubby cheeks easily fooling them with a feigned innocence. It truly baffled you how Hyunjin could possibly not know what kind of person his beloved bunny man was, and you kept that thought as the hybrids fingers traces patterns on your skin, boldly creeping their way toward the crease of your thigh as Hyunjin chattered about his enthusiasm for the movie you were about to watch, the flickering of the screen being all that was left to illuminate the room as Chris flicked the lights off in an attempt to match the ambience of the thriller they had been so giddy over.
You were able to focus for the first third of the movie when Changbins hand stayed unmoving against your sensitive skin, but the second he saw how your owners were engrossed in the movie he began his eager tortue, finders dipping under your shorts to stroke at your wet slit, a quiet chuckle sounding in his throat when he felt just how affected you were by his proximity to you. It was shameful, really. The way you were dripping steadily from his touch with your owner sitting right across the couch, intense focus trained on the tv with not a single clue to just how willing you were to commit such lewd acts with the bunny hybrid that was currently shifting his body closer to you, his warm thigh pressing against your own.
He's rubbing teasing circles at your clit with only enough pressure to make your hips press up in yearn of more without providing you any real relief, the faintest whimpers meeting Changbins ears as he continues to play with you for a full 30 minutes, occasionally gripping your thigh in warning when he feels you fidgeting a little too much for his comfort.
Hyunjin and Chris fall asleep against each other toward the end of the movie and when they don't wake in response to Changbin’s calls, he seizes the opportunity to drag you toward your bedroom, only briefly sparing a thought for the potential trouble he would be in before he shoves you back on to the bed, the weight of his body settling between your thighs as he waste no time pressing wet kisses to your neck, his hard cock grinding directly over your clit.
"What a filthy little puppy. My fuck bunny is so eager, hmm? Letting me play with your soaked little cunt with your owner in the same room."
His teeth drag against your neck and your back arches, pressing your chest into his which earns a deep groan in your ear, his hand coming up to grope at your chest until the path his lips are on finds itself blocked by your shirt. He's quick to move, leaning back just enough to forcefully tug your shirt over your head, his mouth meeting your nipple with enthusiastic licks, his wet tongue lapping at the bud as he listens to you whine, desperate for him to give you something more.
"Binnie... Please don't tease me."
He narrows his eyes at you as he tugs your sweats off, two thick fingers dipping into your entrance just deep enough to massage your gspot and have your vision blurring.
"So demanding. Binnie gets to use you however he wants, remember? You're just a toy Binnie plays with."
He doesn't spend long with his fingers inside of you, too ready to feel your wet walls enclosing his cock once again. He's dragging the broad tip of his dick through your folds, his hand cupping your pussy creating a warm pocket for him to fuck into without having to actually fuck you at all and taking pleasure in the clear distress on your face as you beg him to put it in, his response being to shove two of the fingers of his free hand into your mouth for you to suck, drool quickly coating the digits in your earnest attempts to show him how badly you needed him.
"As much as I would love to force you to cum from this, I need to feel that pretty cunt sucking me in."
His tip catches on your entrance and he doesn't bother to inch his cock inside you this time, immediately burying himself to the hilt and thrusting into you with short but harsh strokes, carefully not to let his flesh meet your own in an effort to avoid any unnecessary noise that your supple thighs meeting could create as he makes you fall apart around him.
"This what you wanted? pretty fuck bunny needed Binnies thick cock to stretch out their greedy cunt?"
You moan around his fingers and his hand finds its way to your neck, the slick that had covered it from his earlier action feeling cold against your skin as he squeezed.
"Such a nasty pup. How would your owner feel if he knew you were letting me use his pet like a fucking fleshlight, huh? Don't you think he should know what a desperate slut his mutt is?"
He knows you can't respond. He can feel your cunt quiver around him and he knows you're close, his fingers leaving your mouth and throat so that he can tilt your hips up, silent screams causing your mouth to hang open and choked sounds to leave your throat as he pounds against the spot that makes your orgasm rip through your body as he continues to fuck you well into overstimulation. He intentionally holds out until tears are streaming down your face and when he finally does come, he pulls out so that he can coat your overused cunt in thick ropes of white, jerking his cock until he's finished before gathering some of his cum on his tip to press it into you just a little bit, laughing when you start trying to push him away.
He's kind enough to get you a damp cloth from the bathroom this time, letting you clean yourself up before he disappears back out to the living room, leaving you to straighten yourself out before you follow suit, Chan's eyes on you the second you step into the room.
"Nice of you to join us baby." Chan speaks between yawns, hand covering his mouth as he smiles at you. "Binnie said you went to take a nap because we fell asleep."
You hum your agreement, catching his yawn and silently thanking him for the opportunity to secure your alibi.
"Yeah, I didn't wanna wake you if I started snoring."
Hyunjin and Binnie get up to say their goodbyes, Hyunjin still yawning as the door swings shut behind them and Chris finds his way to you, wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug. He sighs happily when your arms wrap around his waist, a fresh feeling of guilt thrumming steadily inside of you in response to his affection as you do your best to hide your hesitation, slightly hoping he would never notice the way you failed to return his tight squeeze.
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You make it a week and a half before you're struggling to hide your unease as Chan tells you that he and Hyunjin were going to a class together and they thought it would be nice for Changbin to stay with you while they were gone since you two had bonded so well, a look of confusion gracing your owner’s features as you fiddle with the tag on your collar, a trait he knew you only displayed when you were nervous about something.
"Are you okay baby?" His voice is laced with concern, only increasing the frequency of your fidgeting as you hounded your brain for a convincing lie, his hand covering yours with a gentleness that never failed to make your heart hurt.
"I think I just don't feel too well today."
"All the more reason to have Binnie here. I can't let you be alone when you don't feel good, can I?"
You can't argue without raising alarm bells, instead electing to nod as you took a bite out of the food he had made you, digging at the omelette as if you were trying to bury your anxieties in it. You barely hear the door as you pick at your food, Changbin nimbly making his way to his usual spot, no longer bothering with greetings when he's become so comfortable in your apartment. Your head is hidden in the fridge grabbing a snack when you hear Chris call out to you to let you know they are leaving, your mind wanders when he sweetly pecks your cheek before he's rushed out the door by Hyunjin who complains that they're gonna be late. You're shoving a sweet bun in your mouth as Changbin sings your name, patting the couch beside him. You falter for a moment before slowly succumbing to his request, carefully settling yourself a few feet away from him as he eyes you with a hunger that has your body betraying you.
"Why are you being so shy today, bunny?" His voice is dark and he sings his words, already moving off the couch to slot himself between your thighs. It catches you by surprise considering your last few encounters had been careless and messy with close to no foreplay, which you weren't one to complain about. He had left you more than satisfied regardless of the circumstances.
"You know, i'm surprised you haven't let me taste this yet." He muses as he drops your pants, in no way shocked to find that you had no underwear on. He was well aware by now that you wouldn't wear them on your own distinction.
His tongue creeps out of his mouth to lick a strip along your folds and he audibly groans, almost growling at the taste as his soft velvety ears tickled your thighs and caused you to twitch, his strong hands holding them open to stop you from clamping them shut around his face.
"Fuck, if I had known you tasted so good I would have been devouring your cunt every chance I could get."
He can physically see the way your pussy clenches as he speaks and he takes the opportunity slip a finger inside your eager entrance, his tongue tracing mindless patterns over your clit as he alternates pressure until he finds something that has you bucking your hips against his mouth. An arm wraps around your thigh as a second finger nudges at your entrance, prodding at that spot inside you that makes you want to wriggle away from him, his grip tightening as he holds you firmly against his tongue.
He spends a few minutes teasing you with gentle sucks to your clit and lazy fingers pressed into your cunt, his moans vibrating against you as he thoroughly enjoys everything you have to offer. you briefly think you hear footsteps outside of the door, but Changbins fingers thrust harder into you every time he feels your focus shift from him and you're so immersed in him that you don't hear the door opening nor the footsteps that make their way toward the couch, your ears ringing and mind fuzzy when you hear Chans voice saying your name, followed by him shouting when he sees the bunny hybrid currently suffocating himself between your thighs.
Changbin doesn't bother to stop and you can physically feel him smirking against your pussy as he moans obnoxiously, swears filling the room from the other two men as they scramble back out the door and you're overwhelmed by an awful mix of anxiety and pleasure, your body not faltering as it reacts to Changbin’s touch and he manages to successfully coax an orgasm from you, your moans sounding panicked as tears dripped down your cheeks. Usually the sight of your crying would make Changbin want to take you then and there, but he holds it together enough to sit beside you, pulling you in to his side in a weak attempt to soothe you.
You're quick to hide yourself away in your room before the others could come back, burying yourself underneath your blankets and pillows when you hear Chan's angry voice, the front door slamming, presumably behind Changbin who wouldn't hesitate to give Chris an attitude. For a bunny, he was awfully brave. You guess that's what happens when you're built the way he is.
You're in the middle of your self pitying sob session when you hear a faint knock on your bedroom door, Chan only waiting a second before entering, sitting himself at the end of the bed. Your heart squeezes a little when you realise he's carefully avoiding touching you and you have to fight off an entirely new wave of tears.
"Have you been doing this the whole time?"
For the first time since you came into his life, you can't tell what he's feeling. His tone is flat and there's no hint as to what emotion he's feeling at all as you sniffle, willing your voice not to crack as you answer with just a faint 'yes', feeling him shift uncomfortably. You don't bother to move from the pile you've made over yourself, the plush fabrics being your only comfort.
"Why were you sneaking around?" You can finally hear a tint of disappointment leaking into his speech and your unsure why it makes you so angry. This whole thing was partially his fault for never keeping track of your cycle. He knew damn well that your instincts would take over when met with another willing hybrid at such a sensitive time.
You choose to ignore him and he sighs, leaving without another word. The guilt had eased into a steady feeling of anger and confusion. You may have been civilised around Chan, but it felt cruel of him to forget what you were, treating you as if you were simply some pathetic human making poor choices.
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Chan finds you sitting on the kitchen counter the next morning eating directly from a box of cereal and you growl when he enters the room, earning an upset scowl as he opens the fridge in search of his own breakfast. Chan was under the impression that you would have dropped your little attitude by now and realised what you had done wrong, however he had clearly read you wrong.
"Good morning to you too."
You glare at him with pure aggression, a louder growl rumbling through your chest to which he responds with his own anger, slamming the door of the fridge and staring at you with his arms crossed, his tongue poking at his cheek.
"What's with the fucking attitude today? You're the one who got caught doing something wrong."
"WRONG? Yeah ok. I shouldn't have been sneaking around but you were the irresponsible owner!"
You're both raising your voices at each other which is something that has never happened over your years of cohabitation, your anger mingling with something strange that you couldn't quite identify in the moment.
"How am I the irresponsible one here?!"
"You never keep track of a damn thing with me! You don't know when my heats are, you rarely do anything to make them any fucking easier! You fucking paid to bring me into your house and now you're getting pissed when I act like a fucking hybrid?! It's bullshit!"
Something about your tone combined with your admittedly true accusations makes him snap and he's tugging at your collar, pulling your face dangerously close to him with no hint of hesitation even when you snarl at him, baring your teeth.
"Sounds like you just want an excuse to act like you're no better than a dog."
He's never been so forceful with you before and you can't help the faint throb of desire pulsing in your stomach, the tension of the situation having you both vibrating at strange frequencies. You're caught entirely off guard when he shoves you to your knees, not missing the moan that's tugged from you at the sudden roughness of your owner.
"Is this what you want? You want me to treat you like some useless fucking pet?"
His hand is gripping your cheeks, forcing you to make eye contact when you try to look away from him. It's a small action, but it causes your resolve to slip completely and you find yourself easily surrendering to your desire, years of pent up attraction coursing through you at once. You aren't sure what you're thinking as you lean forward, nuzzling your face against the bulge in his pyjama pants. Maybe it was time for you to show him what owning a hybrid was really supposed to be like.
He stares down at you as you get bolder, your tongue peeking out to lap at the flannel fabric as his hand finds the back of your head, holding you in place. He can't contain the deep groan he lets out and he'd be lying if he said he hadn't thought about this exact scene at 2am in the comfort and safety of his room.
"You're so fucking desperate. You were just growling at me a minute ago and now you want my dick?"
You nod as much as his grip will allow and you can hear the quietest whisper of 'fuck' leave his glossy lips as your watery eyes meet his own, your hands finding his hips where they tease at the waistband of his pants, unwilling to move further without his permission.
"Do it. Go ahead and give me a proper apology. You wanted to act like a depraved hybrid, so show me how dirty you can get."
His pants are easily slipped past his hips and you're actively drooling when you finally get a good look at him. You pause for just a moment to feel worried over just how much longer he was than Changbin, easily having a full 2 inches on the bunny. You don't realise how long you spend staring until he's nudging you closer, taunting you as you lick your lips.
"Are you just gonna stare at it or are you gonna put it in your fucking mouth?"
You fail to answer, wrapping your hand around the base and taking a tentative lick of the tip just to piss him off a little further which results in one hand moving to grip your face again, his other hand removing yours so that he can grip his cock and tap it against your lips, groaning in approval when you open your mouth and stick your tongue out for him to press into. He could have never imagined just how good you would be, immediately sucking him in and beginning to bob your head, focusing on teasing the tip with your tongue. He's more sensitive than you would have thought, and you use it to your full advantage, showing off when you get almost all the way to the base before gagging. The way he moans when you pull off with spit dripping down your chin is something purely pornographic and it rushes straight to your core.
"Fuck. Just like that, puppy. You're fucking filthy. How the fuck are you so good at that?"
There's pride in his voice and it almost feels like approval which makes you want to show him just how much you can take. You sink down around his length, breathing carefully as your nose brushes against his abdomen and you swallow around him. It was painful, truthfully, but you would do anything to show him how good you could make him feel.
"Oh jesus fucking christ. Baby, fuck, you can't just do that and expect me not to fuck your mouth."
You stay exactly where you are, staring up at him as you moan around his length to show your approval for the idea. He doesn't need to be told twice, gently holding your cheeks in a stark contrast to his earlier actions as he begins carefully thrusting into your mouth, testing out different rhythms to see what you could take before he settles into something medium paced, allowing him to get almost the entirety of his length down your throat without causing you too much discomfort. He's lost in the sight of his favourite person on their knees for him, willingly letting him use your pretty mouth to ease the tension. Maybe he had been a little irresponsible. Maybe he was only mad because it wasn't him. All he is sure of is that he needs to take advantage of the moment.
"Takin' it so well, baby. So pretty on your knees for me." He's rambling now, his anger having given way to his usual flow of affection the closer he got to cumming.
"Such a good puppy. Feels too fucking good."
His hips falter and you use the opportunity to take over, throating his cock with renewed passion, his deep groans and swears flooding your senses as you take his entire length into your mouth and swallow again before he's tugging you up, a surprised whimper leaving you as he uses his strength to move you toward the kitchen counter, bending you over it and tugging down your shorts which are connected to you by glistening strings, your arousal shamefully obvious.
He leans over you, rutting against your ass as he pulls you up so that your back is flush against his chest and begins sucking at your neck, leaving tiny love bites along the sensitive skin in a possessive display that you'll have to worry about later, unable to think of anything but having him inside of you as soon as possible.
"Tell me you want it, pup. Tell me how bad you want my cock and I might give it to you."
The idea of having to form a coherent sentence feels impossible, but he wont take the way you press back against his cock and swivel your hips for an answer, leaving you no choice but to make a pitiful attempt at convincing him.
"Please, Channie. Please give me your cock. I need it so fucking bad. Never needed anything more! Please!"
It's shameful how easily he caves, but your whiny voice tugs at his heart and he feels the need to give you anything you could ever want, carefully inching his cock inside of your soaked cunt. He knows what he's packing and he's careful to ensure you're able to accommodate him as he commits the way your walls grip him to his memory. He'd take a picture if he could. He swears he's never seen something more beautiful.
"Fuck, Channie! It's too much... can't..."
He presses a sweet kiss to your cheek, hips pausing as he rubs soothing circles on your hip.
"You're okay baby. I know it's big. You can take it, yeah? Gonna feel so good once it's all in."
you whine, leaning your head back against his shoulder and pushing your hips back to show your agreement. He's kind enough to let you go so that you can lay flat against the cool granite counter and find some relief from the heat burning over you as he finally gets his full length seated inside of you, cooing at you lovingly as he begins with shallow thrust, not going any harder until he hears you moaning in pleasure, your quiet 'hmphs' encouraging him to lean forward and kiss your head in quiet praise. Everything becomes louder as his rhythm picks up, the depth of his thrust steadily increasing until he's pounding into you, the lewd sound of his skin hitting yours making you whine further in embarrassment, face hidden in your arms.
"You feel so good around me, you know that? Pretty cunt clinging to my cock... you really were made to be fucked, hmm? Needy little cunt deserves to be filled all the time. Maybe I should just keep you on my cock. Let you warm me whenever I'm working... I bet you'd like that, huh?"
You hadn't noticed just how close you were to your high until he began rambling, his fingers finding your clit being just want you needed to have you screaming his name, your moans cut off as you clenched around him, your slick seeping around his cock from the pure force of your orgasm.
"That's it. My messy little puppy. Fuck, never thought you'd feel so fucking good cumming on my dick. Gonna have to fill you up if you keep squeezing me like that."
He's abandoned his rhythm in favour of fucking you hard and fast, desperately chasing his own orgasm which he is quick to find, unwilling to pull out as he pumps his load inside of you, the way your pussy pulses causing it to leak out before he's finished. He's keenly watching as he pulls out, admiring the way his cum drips down your thighs when you squeeze your legs together.
A sense of discomfort washes over you, and you're quick to apologise to him, leaving him in a state of confusion as you hurry to the bathroom to get yourself cleaned up.
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It's becoming an uncomfortable pattern for you to nest in your room after any encounter with Chan, finding that locking yourself in your room to wallow in your emotions was becoming almost a form of comfort for you. You could pretend that you knew where you stood for a little while and it was almost as if things had gone back to normal. Well, until him knocking would break you out of your fantasy world.
He actually waits for you to answer this time, hearing a soft 'yes' before he enters, standing in the door way holding a bag of your favourite yakisoba in hopes of convincing you to spend time with him.
"I thought maybe we could eat and watch something? I made a cosy little nest with the fluffy blankets we keep in the closet and I know you like my mattress better than yours." He chuckles something nervous, singing his words in an attempt to entice you which is shockingly easy when you haven't had your usual fix of snacks and treats.
You're silent aside from a small hum as you climb out of bed, grabbing the bag from his hands and making your way to his room, still offering no real response as you climb on to the pile of blankets and pillows he had made on his bed. You're lulled into a sense of comfort as his scent surrounds you. it's somehow fresh yet warm, and it reminds you of clean laundry straight from the dryer as he settles beside you, handing you a bottle of water that you take with a subtle smile. It's the first time he'd seen you smile at all since the incident, and he feels himself fill with hope, boldly reaching up to pet your ears like he usually would. They twitch in response to his touch, but you don't move away, and he takes that as a win, leaving you be as he digs into his own bowl of noodles.
It's almost peaceful. The sound of your joint laughter fills the room as you eat and you find yourself leaning in to him, craving the closeness you were accustomed to which he is more than happy to give. It was comfortable until you felt the impulsive need to open your mouth.
"Do you hate me?"
He almost misses what you've said, your face hidden in his shoulder as you bite at his hoodie. It hurts him more than it probably should and he can feel his emotions surfacing as he wraps an arm around your waist, tugging at you to persuade you to move into a position that had you sat in his lap, your thighs on either side of him as you hid your face in his neck, your warm breath on his skin causing him to dig his fingers into your hips to ground himself.
"Why would I hate you?"
You mumble, tears hitting his skin. You hated how easily you had been crying lately, but it didn't seem to surprise the man at all.
"Because of what I did... I was bad and I hurt you..."
He frowns at your words, moving back and gently holding your face to make you look at him.
"Hey, no. You didn't do anything wrong. You were right, I was being irresponsible. I shouldn't have gotten so upset when you were just doing what hybrids are known for." He hesitates for a moment before continuing. "I was... jealous. I know we never had that kind of relationship, but I guess I've always felt a little... possessive."
It's your turn to frown now and you poke at his chest as you speak.
"Why wouldn't you tell me that?!"
He captures your hands with his own, locking your fingers and shaking his head in response.
"I don't know! I didn't want to treat you like a pet! You're more important to me than that."
The urge to kiss him is too strong for you to deny and you're met with a surprised grunt as you press your lips to his own in a needy, harsh kiss. He responds quickly, taking control of the motion so that it moves into something more sensual, his tongue teasing your bottom lip enough to get you to accept it into your mouth where it prods at your own, saliva coating your lips.
He gets a little carried away, leaning forward until your back is pressed against the blankets and he's slotting himself between your thighs, your legs wrapping around his hips.
"I'm sorry, baby." He whispers between kisses, your hands tugging at his hair as you feel his bulge pressing against you. it was different this time. Every touch was gentle and thoughtful, carefully conveying his affections for you.
"Wanna show you how much I love you."
You're keening in response, hands leaving his hair to roam across his chest, nails lightly scraping as he presses light kisses along your skin. You don't notice his hand slipping down your pants until you feel his fingers playing with your clit, quickly coated in your slick.
"I love how easy it is for you to get so wet, baby. You're such a good pup, aren't you? So sweet."
Two fingers find your entrance, circling it just to tease you a little which gets him a grumpy huff, your needy wandering hands tugging at his own pants.
"You can finger me later. Need to have you inside me!"
He wouldn't usually give in to you when you're being so demanding, but he lets it slide given the circumstances and is moving away from you for just a second to throw his shirt off and remove his pants, his eyes trained on you as your own shirt is thrown carelessly into his room. He can't resist the urge to take your nipple into his mouth and he tongues at the bud as his cock slips into your eagerly waiting cunt. He's able to sheath himself inside you with minimal struggle this time and you're grateful for it, holding his head against your chest to ensure he continues his attention to your nipple which causes him to let out light moans as he soaks in the pleasure of having you pliant beneath him.
He tries to keep his thrust slow at first, moving away from your chest so that he can watch his cock slide in and out of your aching cunt and admiring the lewd sound it creates as your slick coats his thighs, creating a sticky mess that sparks a primal need in his chest, taunting him and telling him he needs to own you. He needs to make you his.
His thumb comes down to rub at your clit as his free hand meets your chest, groping and occasionally pinching your nipple. He loves the way your soft tummy gives you an air of innocence as his thrusts get harder, your mouth open as you paw at his thighs.
"You look so fucking cute baby. Letting me take you like this. Wanna make you mine, baby. Want you to know that nobody can make you feel as good as I can."
You find the strength to speak, if only to babble strings of 'all yours' and 'you own me' over and over again, though it seems to be more than enough for him to be setting a proper rhythm with his thumb, set on having you cum around him once again after a brief intermission so that he could shove a pillow under the small of your back, allowing him to angle his thrust so that his cock was hitting every spot you needed it to.
"Channie... Feels so good! Love you so much..." Your words are a whisper but they're clear as ever to him, his heart pulsing with love as he thrusts harder into you, feeling you clench around him as you got closer to finishing.
"Love my baby so much. Want you to cum for me, puppy. Will you do that for me? Let me feel your pretty pussy cum on my cock. Show me that it belongs to me."
Dirty talk is always your weakness and you're cumming quickly, your body shaking as he kisses you messily, his body weight pressing heavy on top of you to keep you calm as you drown in intense emotions, unaware that you were sobbing uncontrollable beneath him.
"Good puppy. You're doing so good baby. I'm so proud of you. Do you want me to stop?"
You shake your head aggressively in response, whimpering as he attempts to move back, desperate to feel him as close to you as possible.
"No no, please. need you to cum. please cum in me? Need it. Wanna feel it." You ramble your please mixed with words of praise and affirmations of your love and he wouldn't be able to resist in any situation, thrusting into you with no clear rhythm as he cums, briefly filling you before he pulls out to shoot the last ropes across your pussy, satisfying his need to mark you.
You're both a panting mess as he lays beside you, pulling you into his chest protectively as you continue to cry a little, his hand rubbing firm circles to the tips of your sensitive ears to soothe you.
"You're okay baby. I've got you. I've always got you."
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You're finally feeling like yourself again after a few days of Chans occasionally aggressive form of love and he's giggling cheerfully at you as you throw a pack of ramen at him from your perch on the counter, capturing your lips for a playful kiss as you both hear knocking, your face flushing when he answers the door and you see Hyunjin enter with a teasing smirk on his face.
"I'm glad to see you two made up." He taunts accompanied with loud kissy noises and your hand finds another pack of ramen, wiping the smirk off his lips as it bounces off his shoulder and you're quickly searching through the fridge for your favourite snack, pouting as you stomp over to where the men had settled.
"Oh god, what is it this time?" Chan teases, pulling you down into his lap.
"Pudding." Is your only response, your arms crossed over your chest as you scowl at Hyunjins laughter, Chans own giggle vibrating you as he kisses your temple.
"We will go get you more pudding."
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-Hybrid Hearts
Summary: Y/N works a clinic specifically for hybrids what happens when eight hybrids with very different personalities end up in her care
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Chapter 1: Lone Wolf
The bright morning light crept through your window curtains, signaling that it was time to begin your workday.
You groggily groaned picking up your phone from your bedside table. You quickly opened the messages to see that you have a few text messages from Luna.
Luna: We have a slight problem at the clinic you might want to get here fast.
You read the message and quickly realized that something unusual was happening. Your work always had unexpected turns, since you dealt with hybrids after all.
Hybrids weren't a new discovery they been around for the last 30 years , but they were still a mystery to most people. Half-human and half-animal, hybrids had unique physical and mental characteristics that often made them challenging to treat. As a veterinarian who specialized in hybrid care, you had seen it all, or so you thought.
You quickly got dressed and headed to the clinic, wondering what sort of problem Luna was talking about. When you arrived, you found Luna waiting for you outside the door.
"Thank god you're here," she said, sounding relieved. "We have a new hybrid patient and they're in pretty bad shape."
You followed her inside, where you could hear faint growling and snarling. As you approached the examination room, you could see that the door was slightly ajar, and a pair of glowing brown eyes shone through the crack.
Luna pushed the door open, revealing a large cage in the middle of the room. Inside, you could see a wolf hybrid lying on the ground, panting heavily.
"Do you know if he has a owner." You asked Luna.
Luna shook her head. "No, we found him wandering around the streets. He's not wearing any identification tags, and no one has come forward to claim him yet."
You nodded, understanding the situation. " It wasn't uncommon for hybrids to be abandoned or lost, especially if they were injured or sick.
"Let's take a look at him," you said, approaching the cage cautiously. The wolf hybrid growled at first, but then whimpered in pain as you examined his wounds. You noticed he had a bunch of cuts and bruises all over him. You need to know what happened to him.
"Would you mind sharing with me what happened?" You queried the wolf hybrid. His gaze met yours. "Why should I? All humans are the same; they treat us terribly," he spat out with disgust.
He's not wrong about that. Most people think of hybrids as being less than human, which is why so many end up in abusive homes or on the streets. The government is beginning to put laws in place to protect them, yet they have a long way to go.
You let out a deep sigh, understanding the wolf hybrid's viewpoint. You couldn't blame him for feeling the way he did. After all, hybrids had been mistreated and viewed as second-class citizens for far too long. You gently placed your hand on the hybrid's back trying to reassure him that you were there to help.
"I know that some humans have done terrible things to your kind, but not all of us are like that," you said softly. "I'm here to help you, and I won't let anyone hurt you."
The wolf hybrid looked you over carefully, his eyes darting around for any indication of treachery. He wasn't quite ready to trust you yet but he was still willing to tell you what happened. A slight sadness and fury tinged his words as he spoke. "I was scavenging near an alley when a group of teenagers ambled by. They saw me and started chucking stones at me, but that didn't satisfy them."
The wolf hybrid's voice trailed off, and he let out a low growl, his eyes glinting with anger. You could see the pain in his eyes and feel the rage in his voice, and it's clear to you that he had been hurt badly by those kids.
"Go on," you urged him gently. "What happened next?"
The wolf hybrid let out a deep sigh, his eyes closing briefly as if to block out the memory. "They cornered me and started hitting and kicking me . I tried to fight back, but there were too many of them. They beat me until I couldn't stand anymore."
You felt a wave of anger and disgust wash over you. How could anyone be so cruel to an innocent creature? It's beyond your comprehension, and it's something that you could never understand.
"Well Your safe now I'm here to help you." You grabbed your clipboard looking for an empty room to place him but turns out all the rooms were occupied.
You sighed getting Luna's attention " what's wrong Y/N"
"All the rooms are occupied," you explained. "We need to find a place to put him where he can rest and recover."
Luna thought for a moment before suggesting, "Well, I have an idea why not let him stay at your house." She said.
The idea of having a hybrid stay at your house scared you of course you knew a lot about them but having one in your own home felt like a whole new level of responsibility. You looked at him for a moment , taking in his wounded state and the fear in his eyes. You knew that you couldn't just leave him at the clinic, not after what he had been through.
"Okay," you said hesitantly. "I'll take him home with me." The wolf hybrid scoffed at the idea " I would rather die then go home with you."
The wolf had no desire to step into a home once more after his experience there, not wanting to be reminded of the pain he endured.
You understood his hesitation and nodded your head sympathetically. "I understand your reluctance, but you need a place to rest and recover, and unfortunately, there are no other options right now." You paused for a moment before adding, "Plus, no one will hurt you in my home. I promise you that."
The wolf hybrid looked at you skeptically before finally nodding his head in agreement. "great let me grab a few things then we get going ok." You left the room with Luna following behind you.
As you collected the essential materials, a sense of apprehension filled the air. It was unlike anything you had done before- incorporating a hybrid into your residence. "Y/N, this will be beneficial for you - considering you live alone, he could provide companionship as well as something to nurture."
You nodded, understanding what Luna was trying to say. It was true; living alone could get a little lonely sometimes. But you were still apprehensive about bringing a wild animal into your home. But you knew it was the right thing to do. Hybrids deserved to be treated with kindness and respect, just like any other creature.
After grabbing everything you needed, you headed back to the examination room where the wolf hybrid was waiting for you. You opened the cage door and gestured for him to come out. "Come on, let's get you out of here," you said softly.
The hybrid took a hesitant step forward, then another. You could see the apprehension in his eyes, but also a glimmer of hope and trust. Slowly, he made his way out of the cage, and you led him out of the clinic, Luna following behind.
The sun had disappeared behind a blanket of gray clouds and rain. The downpour started just as you looked at the hybrid. Most hybrids don't care for getting wet, apparently. When you reached out to stroke his fur, he growled and swatted your hand away. "Sorry," you apologized quickly. "I should have asked if it was okay to touch you first."
The wolf hybrid snorted dismissively, seemingly uninterested in your apology. You sighed, knowing that it would take time for him to trust you fully. For now, you needed to focus on getting him to your house safely.
You drove the short distance to your house in silence, the hybrid sitting quietly in the back seat. He watched the world fly by. It seemed he was lost in thought.
When you arrived at your house, the hybrid didn't move at first. He seemed unsure of what to do next, his eyes darting around the unfamiliar environment. You got out of the car and opened the back door, gesturing for him to come out. "Come on, let's get you inside," you said softly.
The hybrid hesitated for a moment before stepping out of the car. His eyes flickered around, taking in the surroundings. You could sense his fear and discomfort, and you knew that it would take time for him to adjust to this new environment.
You led him inside, showing him around and introducing him to the various rooms in the house. His eyes widened in curiosity as he took in the sights and smells, his nose twitching as he sniffed the air.
"Make yourself at home," you said, gesturing for him to sit down on the couch. "I'll go get you something to eat."
You went into the kitchen and prepared a mealfor the wolf hybrid, making sure to include all the nutrients he needed to recover from his injuries. As you cooked, you couldn't help but think about what had happened to him. It was clear that he had been through a lot, and you couldn't imagine what it must have been like to experience that kind of cruelty.
When you brought the food to the living room, the wolf hybrid was curled up on the couch, his eyes closed in what appeared to be a state of rest. You set the food down on the coffee table and sat down next to him, watching as he slowly opened his eyes and looked at you.
"Here you go," you said softly, pushing the bowl of food toward him. "I hope you like it."
The wolf hybrid sniffed the food briefly before taking a cautious lick. He seemed to like it, as he began to eat it eagerly, his eyes closing in pleasure. You watched him eat for a moment before sighing and looking away. It
was clear that he was still afraid of humans, and it would take time for him to trust you completely.
But you were determined to help him, to make him feel safe and loved. You knew that it wouldn't be easy, but you were willing to put in the effort. The wolf hybrid deserved a second chance at life, and you were going to make sure that he got it. So you sat there, watching him eat, a sense of determination filling your heart as you vowed to do everything in your power to help him heal.
"What should I call you?" You posed the question to the creature, feeling odd referring to him as 'wolf' or 'hybrid'. He shook his head softly in response, replying that he had never been given a name before.
You thought for a moment, considering the different names that you could give him. Suddenly, an idea came to mind. "How about... Chan?" you suggested tentatively.
The wolf hybrid looked at you, his eyes narrowing in thought. After a moment, he nodded his head in agreement. "I like that," he said softly.
A smile spread across your face as you heard him speak positively . It was a small victory, but it meant a lot. It showed that he was starting to trust you, to feel comfortable around you.
"Welcome to my home, Chan,". You glanced at the clock on the wall. It was time to turn in for the night. "It's getting late," you said. "Let me show you to your room."
Chan looked at you apprehensively, his eyes full of fear. You could sense his reluctance, and you knew that it would take time for him to feel comfortable enough to sleep in a room. "It's okay," you reassured him softly. "I promise that you'll be safe here."
With that, you led him down the hallway to a room that you had prepared for him. It was a cozy space, with a comfortable bed and soft blankets. You could tell that Chan was impressed, as he sniffed around the room, his eyes taking in every detail.
"Here you go," you said, gesturing for him to sit on the bed. "This is your room. You can sleep here tonight, and we can talk more in the morning."
Chan nodded his head, his eyes full of gratitude. You could see the exhaustion etched on his face, and you knew that he needed rest. So you left him to sleep, closing the door quietly behind you.
As you stepped outside of his room, you couldn't help but feel a sense of worry. You had never taken care of a hybrid before, and you knew that it would be a challenging task. But you were determined to do your best, to make sure that Chan had everything he needed to feel comfortable and safe.
You went to bed that night with a heavy heart, your thoughts consumed by the task ahead of you. But as you drifted off to sleep, you knew that you had made the right decision in bringing Chan into your home. And you vowed to do everything in your power to help him heal, to make him feel loved, and to give him the second chance at life that he deserved. Tomorrow was your day off maybe you'll take him shopping but for now, it was time to rest and prepare for the journey ahead.
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Nesting Pt 2 (Felix & Changbin)
... Sorry? I have actually been really busy with uni and work since it's EOFY and everything just goes to shit.... Whoops lol. I have the prequel semi-written but it will take a little bit to flush it out. I am on break from uni until 26 June so should be able to work on it and a few more things as long as life doesn't kick me in the ass :)
Tagging some people: @justayoungandwisefangirl @3rachasninja @bmnyy @licklix @iadorethemskz @nobody3210
Nesting Part 1
You brushed it off as just a noise from downstairs, instead threading your fingers through the soft blonde hair on the nape of his neck, tugging lightly, curious to see what kind of reaction you would get.
You didn’t expect the soft whine Felix let out in response, muffled against your lips, but still clear as day to anyone in the room. “Y/N…” Felix whined, breaking the kiss to tuck his head into your neck, biting down on the junction between your neck and shoulder to muffle his groan when you tugged on his hair harder.
“Felix,” you whined back teasingly. He grumbled something under his breath before resuming his artwork on your neck, sucking almost painful bruises anywhere he could reach. Every time you let out a shaky whine, he would sooth the area with his tongue before moving on, working his way from your jaw, to behind your ear, to the top of your shoulder, down your chest, until your dress stopped him from going further. Huffing, he tried tugging the straps down your arms, determined to get it out of the way so he could keep going.
“Hey, wait, we didn’t talk about-“ you used one hand to cover your rapidly rising and now mostly bare chest, the other instinctively curling around his nape to move him away from your bruised chest. “Felix, you asked to kiss me. I didn’t think we’d be…”
Felix blinked at you slowly, licking his swollen lips, eyes darting from your face to your uncovered chest. You had to be honest with yourself; the way he was looking at you like he was going to devour you whole, made you flustered. And horny. If it weren’t for his body in the way, you would’ve been clenching your thighs together for any kind of friction right now.
“Please stop looking at me like that,” you whispered, not able to look him in the eyes anymore, instead fixing on his chest, smooth and perfect skin peeking out from his silky shirt.
“Like what?”
You startled slightly. Felix always had a deep voice that contrasted his otherwise angelic appearance, but it was now so deep and grumbly, you wouldn’t have thought it was him except for the barest accent that always followed the Australian-native around.
You cleared your throat, moving your hands so they were both covering your chest now, feeling a little insecure with how intensely he was staring at you. “Like you’re going to eat me,” you replied, braving looking him in the eyes now to see his reaction.
His eyes widened minutely for a moment, before curling into sweet little crescents as he laughed. His hands at your sides started wriggling their way underneath your body until you were completely encased in his arms, Felix now nuzzling his head into your chest, nipping at your fingers until you moved them and stopped covering yourself.
“I’d like to eat you…”
He caught the fabric of your dress between his teeth, looking up at you through his lashes, innocently blinking up at you as he moved slowly down your body, the flimsy satin of your dress easily sliding along with his movements until it was bunched at your hips. You flicked your hands out of the straps, breathing out shakily at the devilish grin Felix gave you, nimble hands lifting you slightly to slide the dress the rest of the way off, leaving you in just your bra and panties.
He flung the dress behind him carelessly, and any argument you may have had left your mind when he started leaving open mouthed kisses along the insides of your thighs, hands forcing them open when you instinctively tried to close them. “Stay still for me. No closing these.” You nodded, not quite trusting your voice, tightly gripping the soft blankets beneath you. Felix gave you one more cheeky smile before hooking a finger in the crotch of your panties, tugging the flimsy material to the side and licking one long stripe up your cunt. “Fuck, are you always this wet?” Felix growled into you, latching onto your clit and sucking harshly, rolling the bud between his plush lips, a loud squeak leaving you in response.
“Oh go- Felix.” He had barely begun and he was already leaving you more of a mess than any of your past partners had. His tongue switched between soft, teasing figure eights over the swollen bud, and firm flicks up and down, seemingly intent on driving you crazy and leaving you on the cusp of the edge already.
“Do you think you can cum just from my mouth?” He barely took his mouth of you to ask, the vibrations making you whine and throw your head back. “I think you can. I know you can. Pretty girl will give me anything I want, as long as I lick her pretty pussy, hmm?” The only response you gave was a low moan, hips twitching up off the bed when he gave a harsh suck on the swollen bud. Felix moved his hands to your hips, encouraging your gentle movements, his tongue held steady and firm for you to roll your pussy against.
“Felix,” you whimpered, hands cramping from where you were holding the blankets so tight, hips stuttering to a barely there roll against his mouth. “Felix, please.” You pressed down onto his tongue more, letting out a little sob when he sucked your swollen clit between his lips, tongue flicking quickly and harshly against it, his hands gripping your hips with almost bruising force to prevent you from moving away from his face. “God yes, almost-” You chanced a look down at him, his dark eyes already looking at you, pupils blow down as his mouth brought you to the edge. His teeth scraping lightly against your clit we’re what did it, a cry spilling from your lips as your orgasm washed over you, your whole body shaking as the pleasure worked its way from your ravaged pussy to the rest of your body, Felix’s tongue not stopping its assault on you until you were bucking out of his hold, whimpering and whining that you were sensitive.
Felix gently lowered you back onto the blankets, giving you one last teasing kiss on your mound before perking up onto his knees, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Good?”
You giggle weakly, nodding your head, arms held up for the boy to dive into. Felix tucked his head into your neck, careful not to rest too heavily on your sensitive lower half. It was only then that you noticed the two creamy coloured ears poking out of his blonde hair, tickling your jaw. “Oh, your ears?” Felix simply hummed, and you noticed a flicking in the corner of your eye. “And tail. Am I ignorant or have they not been here the whole time?”
You didn’t get a response from the boy. You began carding your fingers through his hair, scratching tentatively at the base of one of his ears, the soft purring giving away how much he seem to like it.
“They only come out at certain times. Usually when he’s happy.”
The shriek that came out of you was unholy, jumping so violently that Felix fell of you and into the blanket mound next to you. Standing just inside the door, leaning leisurely on the wall, was Changbin.
“I feel very happy when I get to pleasure someone.” Felix stretched out on the blanket next to you, throwing one of your mostly naked body when he saw how surprised you were. “Don’t worry, he’s not angry. He’s probably just jealous.”
Changbin scoffed, but didn’t exactly deny it, pushing off the wall and making his way over to the nest, kneeling on the floor just outside of it. You were curious why he didn’t just get in, but held your tongue. “Did you have fun?”
It was silent for a moment before you realised he had directed the question at you, eyes curious and mouth twitching into a smirk. You glanced at Felix, the hybrid blinking sleepily at you.
“I did. Felix is… quite talented with his mouth,” you whispered the last bit, still a little embarrassed to have been caught. Changbin barked out a laugh, reaching out to ruffle Felix’s hair, ignoring the whine of annoyance as he messed up his hair. “He said you were okay with this.”
“Yeah, I am. I can’t deny him anything he wants, and he’s certain he wants you,” Changbin shrugged, a fond look on his face as he watched Felix struggle to fix his fluffed up hair. You could see how much he loved and adored the young hybrid, and you weren’t sure if you were jealous of Felix for having someone love him so dearly, or of Changbin for being able to love so deeply without consequence. “As long as you don’t let it affect your work, I don’t really care what you do together. You’re both adults, and I trust you’ll both be safe.”
Felix wiggled happily next to you, finally forgetting his hair to launch himself at Changbin and pull him into the nest, rolling around until Felix was tucked between you both, lying on his side, making Changbin curl behind him, the hybrid facing you with a sneaky grin on his face. You copied his position, blanket still hiding your body, lying on your side with your hands tucked in front of you. “Can we play when you’re here, Binnie?”
“Felix!” Both you and Changbin yelled at the same time, Changbin giving a warning tug on Felix’s tail, you simply settling for a glare. It didn’t deter the boy a bit.
“Y/N, I don’t know if you know this, but being part cat means I can smell and hear a hell of a lot more than humans can,” Felix started, batting away Changbin’s hands when he tried to cover the hybrids mouth to silence him. “At first I thought it was just nervousness from being around your boss, but you’re awfully close to each other now, and your heart still flutters whenever Binnie is close-by, and not to weird you out but I can kind of smell when you get turned on…”
Well. You didn’t fucking know he could do all that.
“Binnie also talks A LOT when he drinks, and I know he thinks you’re hot and wouldn’t mind sharing…”
Changbin let out a loud groan, burying his face into the back of Felix’s neck. You couldn’t see what he was doing, but the gasp Felix let out made you think he had bit the boy. They certainly had a thing for biting. “You’re a menace.”
“What do you say, Y/N? He doesn’t have to touch you if it’s weird, but I like sharing, and I want to share these moments,” Felix put on of his hands on your hip, squeezing gently. He began kneading again, squeezing and pulling, almost like he was trying to entice you and pull you closer, but playing it off like it was innocent.
Yeah it was kind of fucking weird, being intimate with your boss watching. All you had to really do was get the idea that he was your boss out of your head, and you would probably really fucking enjoy whatever the pair had to offer you, even if it was only just for a short while.
You let out a sigh before you wiggled closer to Felix, catching Changbin’s eyes from where he was peeking out from behind Felix. You could tell he was smiling, even if you couldn’t see the rest of his face; the sweet crinkles around his eyes gave way to his obvious excitement.
Felix perked up instantly, curling his arm the rest of the way around you so he could pull you flush against his front. His hand gripped the blanket covering you, pulling it away slowly so as to give you a chance to back out. You gripped his shirt between your shaking hands to stop you from pulling it back, feeling awfully more insecure now that there were two of them looking at you.
Sensing you weren’t going to stop him, Felix flung it off the rest of the way, gripping your thigh almost possessively in one hand and pulling it up around his hip, exposing your lower half.
“I’m still a bit sensitive,” you whispered, twitching when his fingers gently circled your clit over your panties. It was a weird sensation; you weren’t used to multiple orgasms to close together, most of your previous partners usually just giving you one as an afterthought after they had already cum. It was a tad painful, but Felix was gentle as he drew light circles on the bud, the pain faded into an almost calming oversensitivity that made your body tingle. You didn’t flinch when you felt another hand tug the soaked material down over the swell of your ass, instead helping to shimmy it down and kicking the material off somewhere with the rest of your belongings. This hand was rougher than Felix’s, but was still soft as it held your leg up so Felix could continue to play, fingers dipping lower until he was teasing your entrance.
“Be gentle, baby,” you heard Changbin mumble into Felix’s neck, his thumb rubbing soothing circles into your thigh where he was holding it up. It was all Felix needed to push a finger into you, shushing you softly when you let out a little whimper. You had to remind yourself to relax your body around the intrusion, letting out shaky breaths as Felix thrust his finger in and out, experimentally curling it slightly more each time until he felt you tense up and moan out softly.
“There we go,” Felix giggled, pushing a second finger in to join the first in rubbing against your spot every second thrust into you, leaving you panting in his chest and clenching your body so tightly to try keep his fingers inside that you thought you would cramp up. You growled in frustration at his slow pace, pushing your hips down to chase his fingers whenever they pulled out; as much as you could with Changbin gripping your thigh so hard you could barely move your lower body.
“Please go faster.” You thumped his chest lightly, not even feeling embarrassed at the little laughs that came from the two men.
Felix shifted slightly, getting more comfortable before he really started, arm tensed and shaking violently as he fingered you, pressing against your most sensitive spot almost brutally every time his fingers pushed back into you knuckle deep. You moaned in relief, trailing a hand down to Changbin’s, loosing his grip and leading his hand to your neglected clit. You caught his eye over Felix’s shoulder, shooting him a pleading look.
You could’ve squealed in delight when he began circling your clit, the roughness of his fingers sending sparks of pleasure up your spine.
“You gonna cum for us, pretty girl?”
You could barely hear Felix over the obscene wet sounds your pussy was making, growing louder when Felix somehow sped up even more, Changbin matching the speed with the circles he was abusing your clit with.
“Fuck yes.” You threw your head back onto the pillows, baring your throat for Felix to latch onto, the hybrid biting down on your neck and sending you over the edge. You cried out, a mix between moans and whines and genuine sobs as the boys worked you through your second orgasm of the night, your body trembling at the oversensitivity but not wanting to push them away. You could barely feel anything, not even twitching when Felix pulled his fingers out of you, only watching through blurred eyes as he sucked the wetness from his fingers with a smirk, turning his head to give Changbin a heated kiss. If your body wasn’t already depleted of energy for the night, the sight of them kissing would be enough to get you going again. It took you a minute to realise they had stopped, now both levelling you with heated looks.
Felix ducked back into your neck and licked over the wound he had created, Changbin’s hand reaching over Felix to cup the other side of your neck, pressing his fingers into the bruises Felix had created earlier until you were whining out.
“We’re definitely sharing you from now on.”
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Kacii baby.
What are your thoughts on free use with hybrid!Changbin?
Xoxo
My darling peach, what AREN'T my thoughts on free use with hybrid! Changbin?!
I'm thinking of... Perhaps a Bull! Binnie for this go around; big boy Changbin, stocky with those gorgeous horns, buff and solid and perhaps even a bit hairy? Yeah, I'm absolutely drooling over him.
Free use with Bull Hybrid! Changbin, who knows your body is open for business by the silver chain link bracelet you wear - a small plate in the middle engraved with his initials.
Bull! Changbin who doesn't waste his time with formalities, hoisting you into his arms and unceremoniously taking you into the bedroom before plopping you on the mattress like you were nothing but a sack of potatoes.
Bull! Changbin who let's out a bemused grunt when he notices your lack of underwear under your lounge shorts, huffing as his thumbs spread your lower lips to bask in the shine of your arousal.
Bull! Changbin who grinds his dick, hot and heavy and oh-so thick, against your needy pussy until finally pushing himself past your walls until he's seated to the hilt.
Bull! Changbin who sets a hard, slow, deep pace that has his pelvis grind against your clit with each inward thrust, fucking the air from your lungs as the headboard knocks against the wall.
Bull! Changbin who presses you into the mattress as he fucks you, knowing how the feeling of his larger stature pinning you down drives you insane.
Bull! Changbin who almost effortlessly pulls your orgasm out of you, his hands busy with keeping your wrists to the bed while his lips litter hot, messy kisses to your face and neck.
Bull! Changbin whose hold grows a little tighter, grunts grow a little louder, thrusts get a little sharper, until the headboard is scuffing the wall and he's coming with an elongated groan.
Bull! Changbin who pulls out of you, just to watch the way your cunt squeezes his cum out before kissing your temple and using your discarded shorts to clean up his mess - you won't need them anymore, anyways.
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STAY (Zedd, Alessia Cara)
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"Baby, are you done?" Jeongin asked from on top of the bed while looking at the bathroom door waiting for you to come out so he could go to sleep having you sleep on his arm. "almost done!" he then heard the sink turn and you wash your teeth, chuckling to himself he got up and walked in the bathroom with a smile on his face hugging you from behind, and his head on your left shoulder looking at you through the mirror with a slight pout forming from his face squishing to your shoulder and head.
looking at his mischievous fox-like eyes now holding a cute pout made you melt and think how lucky you where to have him.
washing your mouth from the toothpaste you smiled at him then dried with your closest tower.
grabbing your hand he fast walked to the bed, dragging you along him making you giggle.
after he left your hand, he held the bed sheets up and gestured with his head for you to get in. As you got in he got after you squishing you close to his chest hard with a dramatic sigh then letting you breath, still holding you, but not that hard.
you laughed, happy to be with him and see his beautiful face. After looking at his face for 5 seconds you went down 10 centimetres and made yourself comfy while hugging him close to you, your head next to your face. He smiled and then put his chin on your head engulfing you in his embrace making you feel safe and loved.
"mhh, I love youuu" you heard him mumbling from your head.
"I love you more," you said snuggling closer to him while wandering your hands under his shirt and then on his back, softly caressing it.
"no, I love you more"
"no, I do love you more, now shut up and go to sleep, we both know I'm winning the fight," you murmured with a smirk forming on your face.
"oh, really?" he said not before grabbing you by the waist putting you on your back and starting to tickle you.
"You are winning, hm, hm, HMMMMMMM!?!?!?" he said with a smile and his glistering foxy eyes. making you laugh harder
"yes, haha YES, I WIN!!!" you kept your nose up knowing how much you love him.
"fine fine fine, we love each other equally?" he said while he let his body weight on top of you, making you two in a weird angle on the bed, but not minding it a bit.
"okay," you said with a smirk while giving him a peck on the head and massaging his back and shoulders slightly.
"okay" he said and started falling slowly asleep
"still love you more," you said in a whisper thinking he won't hear.
" YAH WE AGREED!-"
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Chapter 7
Wordcount ≈ 1.7k (sorry it’s so short)
Warnings: Some anxiety, but not more than that (for the first time ever we just have a feel-good chapter lol)
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Maybe it won’t be as bad as I thought. I have them after all. Come at me world, I’m not alone anymore, I have a family that will protect me now. So give me your worst, I will be able to handle it as long as I have them.
Third person POV
After receiving encouragement from Han, and the other 7 members, (Y/n) found some courage to step into that meeting room. The hybrid still felt nervous and scared but she wanted to stop being afraid because she knew that with them, with Stray Kids, she was safe. Although, she was a bit confident, (Y/n) still held onto Han’s hand with no intention of letting go. Han gave her a comforting squeeze and smile as he walked in behind her, happy that he could help the bunny feel better. Whilst (Y/n) found the meeting quite boring, she didn’t let it show on her face as she didn’t want to seem disrespectful. 2 hours later and the meeting was over, time for breakfast.
(Y/n) happily skipped out of the meeting room once the other people had left and it was only her and her family left. “Happy that the meeting is over?” Seungmin had walked up to her and gave her a playful smile. “Maybe,” Seungmin put his hand on her head, in between her ears, and ruffled around her hair a little. “Don’t worry, I find those meetings super boring too. The only one who actually enjoys them is Chan-hyung, or, rather, he’s the only one who tolerates them. But, we all have to go or it would look bad.” “YA! Hyung, stop messing up her hair. It took me 5 minutes to get it perfect” Jeongin ran up and playfully swatted Seungmin’s hand away from (Y/n)’s head, seeing the two youngest acting like this, chasing each other around with big smiles made the hybrid feel incredibly safe, she was at peace, so much so that she even ended up running after the two boys. The other members who were walking a few steps behind all stopped in shock at seeing their beloved little (Y/n) with the largest smile yet, running after the maknaes, while laughing loudly. The scene seemed like something from a movie where a child is playing with their friends. “Hey, wait for me!” (Y/n) shouted as she ran after Seungmin and Jeongin. “Come and get us then,” Seeing Seungmin acting like this at the company was unusual, at home or on variety shows he could act even sillier but never at the company. Perhaps it wasn’t only the SKZ members who brought out a more carefree side of the hybrid but the hybrid also did the same for them.
Seungmin, Jeongin, and (Y/n) chased each other in a game of tag all the way to the cafeteria where they were to eat some breakfast. The rest of the group soon joined them outside the doors and then they walked in as one group. (Y/n) was surprised at how many people there were in the cafeteria, she thought they would be pretty much the only ones as it was early. “How come so many people are here right now?” Seungmin, who was the closest to her, turned his head and looked down at her. “Oh, right. Well, a lot of the idols do like us, go to the morning meeting and then eat breakfast here. Some of the other employees eat sort of a brunch now because they have meetings from 9 am to 2-3 pm if not even later, so by eating a larger meal now, they won’t have to eat during the normal lunch hour and then they can eat an afternoon snack after the meetings are over,” The hybrid nodded her head in understanding, it made sense. If SKZ had this schedule then many others did too. “Are you okay? If you feel overwhelmed by the number of people you don’t have to eat right now. We can work something out and find a time for you and one or two of us to go later,” Seungmin offered her his as he saw (Y/n) looking around at all the filled seats in the cafeteria with a somewhat worried look on her face. “No, it’s fine,” “Are you sure? You seem worried,” “Mm, I was just looking around trying to find a table that would all of us, but I can’t find any empty tables,” “Oh, yeah. As I said that’s common at this time. We rarely manage to sit together during these breakfasts here. But we’ll manage to find a table that will fit you and at least one of us, we won’t leave you alone,” “Can you sit with me, Seungmin?” Seungmin was shocked at the question. He rarely found himself to be the caring, comforting type, he was more the jokester, making things better by joking around but not really taking care of the problem. So he was a bit surprised that the hybrid wanted him to be the one to sit with her, Seungmin was prepared for (Y/n) to ask Minho, Hyunjin, Felix, or really anyone of the others except himself. “Of course, I will,” While he was shocked that the bunny chose him, he was also happy. Happy that he too was a safe space for her. “Come on, let’s go get some food and then find a table,”
Minutes later, (Y/n) was holding a tray in her hands with a plate of [insert food of choice] and a smoothie. “You really fell in love with smoothies, huh?” Chan said from behind them as he picked up his own tray. “Yeah, they’re so good,” Chan just smiled before waving a little goodbye and walking away with the rest of the group following after him. “Let’s go, we’ll try and find something over here,” And so, Seungmin and (Y/n) walked over to the other side of the cafeteria in search of a table where they could sit. Seungmin soon laid eyes on a table with two empty seats, and some familiar faces. “Hey, do you think you would be okay to sit over there?” Seungmin pointed over to the table where a group of 5 girls was sitting and chatting with each other. (Y/n) looked at the table carefully, a little worried that they would be annoyed and think that (Y/n) was just a bother. “Do you know them?” (Y/n) shyly asked. “Yeah, I do. We were trainees at the same time and have done a couple of training sessions together,” “Okay, then it’s fine,” “Don’t worry, they’re really nice,” And so the two walked up to the table, the five girls had noticed them after Seungmin waved to Ryujin who had seen them first. “Hey, would it be okay if we sat here?” “Of course! This must be your newest Stray Kid! Hi, we’re Itzy! I’m Yeji, this is Lia, Ryujin, Chaeryeong, and our youngest, Yuna,” (Y/n) was a little taken aback by how nice the girls seemed. As soon as Seungmin had asked if they could sit there, the five girls made sure to scootch in a little so there was plenty of space for the singer and the hybrid. (Y/n) shyly waved to the girls and whispered a ‘hi’ before she sat down her tray on the table and took a seat. “This is (Y/n), our cute bunny hybrid. She’s a little shy around new people, so don’t be sad if she doesn’t talk with you,” “That’s okay, it must be overwhelming for you, being here. Well, if you ever manage to lose the boys, you can always come to us and we’ll help you,” Chaeryeong said, her kind smile helping (Y/n) feel more at ease around the girls. After that, the Itzy girls returned to their own conversation, leaving (Y/n) and Seungmin to talk just them. “Mm, after eating we all have some unit practices or individual schedules and you can choose who you want to follow. I think Chan-hyung and Changbin-hyung have a meeting with some producers regarding some song they have written or something, Danceracha - so Minho-hyung, Hyunjin-hyung, and Lixie-hyung, are scheduled to look over the choreography for our upcoming comeback, while Han-hyung, Innie, and myself are scheduled for some vocal training. What sounds most interesting to you?” Seungmin said before taking a big bite out of his food. (Y/n) looked down at her food as she thought long and hard about the options Seungmin had presented. “Mm, I think I want to go with Minho, Hyunjin, and Felix. But I also want to go with you, Innie, and Han,” Seungmin smiled at (Y/n) as he reached out and took one of her hands into his. “There will be plenty of opportunities for you to go with all of us to these things and none of us is going to feel offended if you choose dance over vocals or whatever you choose. So if you want to go with Danceracha today, and you want to go with Vocalracha tomorrow that’s completely fine,” (Y/n)’s eyes were completely fixated on her hand inside Seungmin’s, it felt so soft, so safe. (Y/n) realized that day how much she liked holding hands with the people she likes. “Then, I’ll go with Danceracha now and then later maybe I’ll come with you,” “Great! Okay, let’s finish our breakfast. You’re gonna need the energy if you’re supposed to keep up with Minho-hyung leading a dance practice,” Just as Seungmin was about to let go of (Y/n)’s hand, the bunny squeezed it just so lightly that the singer would have missed it had he not seen her hand twitch. He understood that she wasn’t ready to let go just yet, and truthfully, neither was he. So even if it made eating his breakfast harder, Seungmin held on to the bunny’s small and soft hand. (Y/n) relaxed once again as she realized that Seungmin wouldn’t let go of her hand and so she too continued eating her breakfast, this time with a shy smile as her fingers sometimes tapped against Seungmin’s hand to remind her that he was still holding her.
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Chapter 2
The life of a top designer is stressful in itself how much will change when you find 2 glowing eyes peering back at you from your yard.
Poly!Skz x Tall!Nonbinary!Reader
Series Warnings: mention of abuse, hybrid au, omegaverse themes, strong language, suggestive topics, and themes (see individual chapters for specific warnings)
Chapter warnings: unwanted advances, mentions of food, mentions of stress, anxiety, slight angst, mentions of possible neglect, Reader uses they/them. Use of Mx.
Word count: 5.2k
An: I'm so sorry this took so long my life got really crazy and it took me a bit to recover.
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DO NOT STEAL MY WORK
I stir awake only to feel my throat dry, I reach for my water bottle and go to take a sip only to realize the bottle is empty. I stumble out bed and attempt to get out of the tangle of blankets that adorn my bed. Phone and water bottle in hand as I head out my room, using my phone to light my way through the house to accompany the moon light shining through the windows. As I move down the stairs with soft steps trying to keep to keep quite not wanting to wake the two hybrids. I can hear the soft snoring from Felix and Chan’s room. As I step into the hall I notice a figure sitting on the floor next to the slightly cracked door.
Chan.
He's curled up against the wall with his knees firmly pressed to his chest. The light from the moon barely makes his face visible, yet I can still make out the stern gaze glued to the front door further down the hall from his and Felix's room. The furry ears on the top of his head twitch hearing the wood creek under my feet. Though his eyes on the door don’t move one bit.
“Hey you okay?” I sit on the wall opposite of him.
“Oh— uh yeah,” He gives me a tired look from his spot.
“Can’t sleep?”
I see his head shake.
“Something on your mind? I’m all ears if you need someone to listen,” I say fiddling with the bottle in my hands,almost dropping it.
“Just stuff from the past you know, old habits die hard,” He sighs with a false smile shaking his head looking at his hands.
“Wanna talk about it?” I say looking back down at my hands.
“One day, but you should head back to sleep. You said you had an important interview in the morning, right? wouldn't you want to be exhausted in the morning.”
“... yeah I do, I’ll uh— head back to bed,” I say slowly getting up from the floor moving to head to the kitchen.
“I thought you were heading to bed” his voice raises in confusion.
“Oh– I came down to fill my water bottle” I say, shaking the water bottle.
Looking at Chan, it’s obvious that he wants to talk about things. I don’t want to push him, but hopefully one of these days he’ll feel comfortable opening up and talking about it. He seems to have a lot of weight on his shoulders.
I finish filling the water bottle and head back to my room glancing back one last time at the man. Still curled up against the wall, staring at the door. He glances up at me, his eyes soften looking back at mine as I hesitate going up the stairs wishing I could offer him some comfort.
Chan was right, the alarm felt like a rude awakening, I was way too tired to want to deal with anything this morning . The repetitive beep and the fact I didn't want to wake up to to go to this interview anyway is already making me miserable. I trudge out of bed to change into some dark form fitting slacks, a wide brim hat and a suit jacket with nothing under it. If I have to be in front of the cameras I might as well look good while I do it. I look through my drawers to find a simple chain to clip around my neck. The simple loafers picked out to go with my outfit, makes it a little more practical. I carry the shoes to put on at the garage door.
My thumb flicks across my phone screen as I look through my notifications as the sound of the coffee maker feels in my ear and the strong smell of the coffee fills my nose.
A quiet “Oh shit,” fills my ears as I move to the island. I look up worried seeing Felix looking at me having spilled a little coffee on the counter.
“Are You okay?” I say hurrying to grab a paper towel to wipe up the small mess. “You didn't burn yourself right?”
I take his hand in mine double checking that the hot coffee didn't scald it.
“No I’m okay, y-you look nice,” he says looking at my clothes.
“Oh thank you I have that meeting today then I have to meet with some model agencies and higher-ups about the status of that project I told you and Chan, I was working on since we're getting closer to the deadline—,” I start.
My hands run down my face, tired.
“God, today just seems like it's gonna be so long and it hasn't even started,” I say with an awkward chuckle leaving my mouth.
The slight pink on Felix's cheeks almost goes unnoticed as I throw the paper towel away.
did he get burned and he didn't tell me?
“Oh uh—Let me know if you guys need anything okay, I might be out late,” I put on my dress shoes and grab my bag giving Felix a hug before he doesn't let go for a minute rubbing his face in my neck a little bit. The motion made my face warm.
I’m about to head out the door wishing I could say bye to Chan but he doesn't seem to be up yet. This seems to be a continuous trend. Waking up a little later than me and Felix
Is it related to him sitting outside the door this morning? Does he do that every night? They've been here for a few weeks. Maybe I should invest in a security system or something? Since he looked like he was watching the front door?
I shrug the idea off to deal with later as I get into my car and head to the address for the interview. Getting escorted into the building and my dressing room. The morning was already chaotic on top of my interview today. It seems today just isn't my day already and its just started.
I had sat down to check my text messages from Felix and Chan on my personal phone. A text from Felix from about 30 minutes reads on my lock screen.
☀️Lixie☀️: Hey we ran out of eggs, sorry I didn’t realize yesterday that there were only few left.
Me: It's okay I’ll pick them up on my way home.
☀️Lixie☀️: K thanks see you when you get home :)
The sound of knocking reaches my ears.
“Come in!” I say looking toward the door.
A young women in her early 20′s with red panda ears adorning the top of her head I almost miss them as they lay against the braids in her hair decorated with beads that knock together in a rhythm as she peaks her head in.
“Hi Zinnia, I'm here for makeup.”
“Oh yeah come in,” I say with a smile.
She looks between me and her bag and pulls out brushes, palettes,powdersand tubes as I sit looking through my work phone.
“So you work with Script right?” she asks, touching up blemishes on my face.
“Yeah I've been working with them for a few years almost straight out of college.”
“That's cool,” she says with focus making sure I won’t be shiny on the camera.
“How long have you been working here?” I mumble, trying not to move too much.
“I think I've been with them for about 4 months. I just got finished with cosmetology school,” her voice let out.
Her soft voice is quiet as the orange and white tail flicked back and forth behind her, I almost missed her nose scrunching up.
”Do you mind if I ask you a question?” She lets out cautiously, putting some of her stuff away.
“Yeah go ahead,” I urged while watching her move around the room.
“Do you have hybrids?” She looks at me curiously.
“Uh, yeah I recently took in some a few weeks ago, how did you know that?” The words spilled out curiously.
“I could smell him on you,” she points to my neck. The same spot that Felix had rubbed against this morning when he hugged me.
“How?!” I asked, a bit with surprise and eyes wide.
The question honestly sounded a little stupid I've been trying to research hybrids but some of it has been hard to find conclusions too. Like, nesting, hierarchical systems, more instinctual stuff I honestly should suck up my pride and embarrassment and just ask Chan and Felix more questions .
“Hybrids have a really good sense of smell, and he scented you,” She pointed to her button nose with a smile.
Scent— I've come across the word but I haven't really been able to come up with a cohesive answer based on all the things online.
“Sorry I've been trying to research about hybrids and stuff since they moved in, what does that mean?” I let out nervously
“Oh, scenting is like trying to mark that someone belongs to someone for a hybrid to scent you; it's typically a sign of trust and a want to stake a claim.” The words left her mouth so casually as she described what it meant.
“We’ll typically scent around chest and neck areas and wrist.”
“So say the hybrid I live with hugs me and like nuzzled into my neck this morning—”
“That would be scenting,” She chuckles.
I nod along listening to her words as she talks about a few hybrid typical things. The conversation eventually moves to interest and I end up offering my phone number so we could keep in touch and talk some more.
“Who’s one of the biggest people you’ve worked with?” she asked, sitting in the chair across from me.
“That’s a hard question, I’ve been brought on a lot of projects but, I’d have to say Rihanna I worked on a project with her. It was a very exciting experience. I was so nervous to mess up. What about you? You’ve been out of beauty school for a few months, who is a celebrity you’ve done work with. ”
“That’s hard, a lot of celebrities have their own make-up teams. I think it might be you,” she gives me a shrug.
“I wouldn’t really consider myself a celebrity though,” there’s honesty in my voice.
I really don’t consider myself a celebrity. As she goes to speak again there’s a knock on the door.
“Mx. L/n you're needed backstage.”
“Okay thank you, it was nice meeting you. let's definitely talk more in the future,” I say, getting up and waving.
The hybrid women waves back as I leave the room and head to the studio where I would be interviewed. The audience of people there Makes me dread coming to interviews and being on talk shows. Discomfort is obvious in the way my hands fiddle with the sleeve of my jacket.
As I'm told to walk on stage I wave to the audience and make my way to the empty seat.
I shake the interviewer's hand before sitting down in the chair.
“So Y/n can I call you Y/n, you've been very busy for the past year haven't you,” her words run quickly out of her mouth
I nod and give confirmation that the use of my first name is okay.
“ Yeah this has been a really big project and probably the biggest of my career,”
I don’t even really take in most of the questions mostly on my work and when the Colra x Script line comes to the public. Then things got personal and I’m a very private person I don't like revealing things in my personal life to the public.
“So, got anyone in your life?” The woman sitting across from me says causing my eyes to widen.
“Oh no I don't really publicly date,” I say, nervousness itching its way back to the surface.
“No ones caught your eye recently?” there was a flirty tone in her voice as our chairs sat closely together. The tone in her voice makes me uncomfortable.
“No, I’d prefer to not talk about that aspect of my personal life though,” I say, voice unsteady with nervousness.
She nods, thankfully moving on to a different topic.
“We'll, I think that brings us to the end of today. Thank you for coming on and talking with us!” her voice changed back to the tone before she started asking about my love life.
As she closes out the segment I rush off to my dressing room feeling my discomfort and awkwardness eating away at me and I pack up my stuff and leave the building.
I considered taking the rest of the day off but decide against it knowing that would just move the rest of my meetings to next week.
I sit in my studio, reading through my emails, things people want me to do piling up deadlines, new projects, and clientele. I said I wouldn’t take on another project till the one with Colra gets out to the public, but my boss keeps pushing me to work with other clients when Script has already pushed out so much money. Trying to make sure that the Colra is happy with designs, advertisements making sure they showed proper representation of hybrids and humans alike. Along with how we had to redo everything I need to at least see that this all goes through well.
The knock on the door frame startled me from work in my room. I look up to see a lanky man with light brown wavy hair and a cardigan.
He has a black tie, and seems well put together.
“Uh hi I'm Theo we've been emailing back and forth for a while, and I wanted to look over some promotional material with you being the leader of the team working on this,” he says smiling at me, his British accent filling my ears.
“Oh yeah of course come in,” I wave over to the workbench in the middle of the room.
We stand at the table as he pulls out some of the pictures with the pieces that have been finished. The photos are amazing. The color of the outfits are bright and beautiful, they pop against the background and give a regal feel paired with the elegance of the models in the photos. The soft purples and whites on the models looked graceful and beautiful. Looking through the photos I noticed that the hybrid models we had hired for this campaign were missing from the photos.
“Theo, where are the hybrid models? We were supposed to have a good mix of both in the pictures, modeling the outfits.” I shuffle the photos he placed out the folder double checking I didn't miss it.
The brunette opened the folder sifting through the contents to find the ones with the hybrid models in them too.
“Great I like these too, they all look great. I know these are supposed to be going out to socials soon so if I can suggest something?” I question looking back up from the table to the male around my height.
He nods in response. I point to the 2 photos of a few of the models in a flower field and one with a few other models on white crystal-looking steps. the photo is well-balanced and has a good diversity of the models that we worked with to do the photoshoot.
“I would suggest these two, Script has a wide range of demographics and I think these will do the best with going out first, they really pop as ones that catch my eyes.”
“Yeah you're right those two will work great. I'll go ahead and let the rest of marketing know, thank you again for taking the time out of your day,” he confirms back to me as I smile kindly at him.
“Of course, happy I could help,” I respond to him, excited to finally see some of the advertisements going out as he is putting the contents of the folder. his cheeks a slightly tinged pink.
Maybe he's a bit warm in his sweater vest.
As he leaves I decide to put the final details on one of the last designs that needed to be finished and sent out for photoshoots and to models. Some of the remanding sets got sent out to other people in the company to make to take the pressure off of me. I had found out we had money in the budget too and I had gotten an email right before Theo had come in that the last 2 pieces that had been sent out had been finished and were going to be given to the models for photo shoots tomorrow and I was the last person to send the last piece out, which I need to hem the bottoms and ad a spot for a tail and then it’ll be good to go out. The rest of my afternoon was free aside from finishing the bottoms for the last outfit and which hopefully wouldn't take all night should take maybe an hour. Once the entire line gets sent out things are left in the hands of the stylist for the shoots.
Needless to say, Im glad that the day is almost over, I'm so exhausted. It was 6 and the goal is to finish by 7:30. That way I can still go to the store before it closes to do some light shopping. I get up to move to work on the bottoms for the outfit.
I pin the lace to the cuff of the bottoms and feed them through the sewing machine. The fabric is soft under my fingers. The lace at the bottom is a great final touch. The time spent putting it on with care. The model who was supposed to wear this is a ferret hybrid and has a long tail so a slit is made in the back for his tail. I glance down at my phone just now seeing its 7:20 pm, thankfully I had finally finished everything. I packed up my belongings and grabbed a garment bag and put the completed masterpiece in it. a sigh of relief leaves my mouth, happy that the day is finally over.
My feed carry me through the building as I hold a small smile feeling great about the the line being finished. I'm supposed to come in tomorrow too, which will mean this week I've been in the office a lot. But tomorrow is a Friday and I've had a stacked week. I told the photographer I would sit in on the shoot since I missed the first one. I find the rack for the outfits to go on and place my bag next to the other two black garment bags. I look around to see if anyone is around, of course there is not, I one of few people still here this late. I peek in the bags getting a good look at the Wonderfull work of the other people on my team.
I head to the parking garage to start to head out. The grocery store is my last stop of the night before going home. I slide into the drivers seat and pull out my phone to text Felix.
Me: Was there anything else we needed? im at the store right now
☀️Lixie☀️: we're getting low on coffee. I think we need some more
Me: Okay thanks, I'm gonna grab a bit of other stuff.
Walking through the store I pick up some more meat, chicken, beef, pork, and bacon. The hope of having more time to cook this next week warms my chest. I found some kombucha squash and put it in the cart thinking of finding something to make with it. The line for check out is short but the store closes in an hour. Most people are home this late in the evening. Most people take this time to enjoy time with their family.
I work on dinner deciding to use the squash, taking out the onions, beans, carrots, and ground turkey I got at the store to make some stuffed squash. I cut up onions, and add beans and other vegetables to the ground beef and seasoning while the squash sits in the oven roasting. Felix sits on the counter talking to me about things he watched,some of the recipes he found, and what he got up too toda. My brain wonders to this morning and the conversation about scenting I had with Zinna.
“So they ended up not making it to the finals—”
“Sorry it’s on my mind,— did you scent me this morning?” I interrupt his ramblings, and in that moment Chan walks into the kitchen looking up from his phone.
I probably could have handled it a bit better.
“What?” he looks a bit worried at my question.
Felix Jumps surprised by Chan's voice.
“I was asking if Felix scented me this morning, I was talking to a hybrid this morning and she had asked me about it—I'm not mad I was just asking if it was purposeful,” I speak quickly to try to justify why I asked the question in the first place.
Chan is Stands still in his spot and looks at Felix to answer the question.
”Yeah I did sorry I should of asked.”
”It's fine I just wished you had asked I would have let you if it makes you feel more comfortable,” I shrug it off. If it's a sign he's more comfortable with me I'll take it. Im glad he’s feeling more comfortable around me.
Chan sits down, patting Felix's shoulder.
“I'm still learning about what it's like to live with hybrids, just gotta give me heads up about things,'' I admit,with a soft smile
We eat the quash in silence, the feeling of something that hasn’t been spoken into the air yet lingers. I Scoop one of the last pieces of squash in my mouth. I look back at my bag near the garage door reminding me of the work I had promised to my friend tomorrow. I've been out of the house a lot this week. It's definitely weighing on me but I'm worried that the boys are gonna feel like I'm too absent and like I'm neglecting them. Technically they don't belong to me and I frankly don't like thinking of the gross owner pet implication of having a hybrid but emotionally I know that they rely on me— or at least Felix does, Chan I know still has a hard time being comfortable with me. I don't blame him for that of course I don't know his or Felix's history.
For the past few weeks, I've been worried about them feeling stuck in the house.
“I'm gonna be out the house again tomorrow, hopefully next week won't be as busy. I should hopefully be home early” I let out, pushing around a bean on my plate.
“It's okay, we know this week was big for you” Chan says.
“I know I just feel bad like I'm worried you guys feel stuck here all the time alone—” I take pause
“Do you guys feel stuck here?” I question
“I mean it would be nice to get out” Felix says perking up a bit.
“You’d have to adopt us,” Chan said still eating his food not making eye contact trying to seem more focused on his plate.
“Yeah I wasn't sure how you guys felt about that. I was looking into independent hybrid programs and that tends to require prior adoption for about a year,” I say, nervous about their response.
“it would probably be best if you adopted us. I know I'm fine with it, we trust you enough, you don't seem like you'd abuse that title,” Chan explains, finally looking up to meet my eyes.
“Okay then I'll see how to get the paperwork for it and try to get those filed,” I fidget a little under his gaze. Looking back down at my food to keep eating.
I wash the dishes alone. This is the first time today I can truly relax, and knowing that adopting Felix and Chan would at least be granted a little freedom helps to ease my worries with their adoption. Them being able to go out more should give them some type of freedom.
I got to my room, and open up my laptop to look at what the process to adopt the two hybrids looks like. The page I find belongs to one of the hybrid centers in the city Stating that they help rehome and rehabilitate hybrids and have been rated one of the best in the area;
“Are you open to welcoming hybrids into your home? We’re here to provide you with the knowledge training and help prepare you for a new friend!”
Seem good enough.
“We won’t rehome a hybrid without they’re expressed consent from the hybrid Stating verbally that they would like to go home with you. Knowing that they’re from our own facility we prefer you spend weeks getting to know them and get comfortable with each other, after that we can start the adoption process!”
Bringing in strays or having been aiding hybrids and wanting to adopt them and give them a home will have a similar process! We start with an interview with you and then the hybrid making sure that they are comfortable going home with you! After the interview will be an exam of the hybrid making sure there is anything that needs to be watched or addressed. After The exam we will survey the new home and make sure the place is suitable and livable for your new hybrid! If you’ve made it to this point then you’ll be in the home stretch to fill out paperwork and take your hybrid home! We do checks in 3 weeks 6 weeks 9 weeks and then 6 months and a year check in to make sure everything is going Aye Okay!”
The page was very helpful and it said I can set up an appointment to get things started. I spent the rest of the night filling the form about Felix and Chan filing in the section concerning their situation and pressing send before I closed my laptop for the night.
Today was more casual. I pull white pants and a Blue oversized sweater. It’s a lot more casualI seeing as I'm going to watch a shoot and not spend all my time in the office, I prefer it that way.
I got a text from my friend Johnny on my work phone,who's the photographer .
Johnny : Hey make sure you're here at 10 I wanna go over a few things with you.
Me: sure thing I should be there a little early if anything.
The door to Felix’s and chans room opens right as I hit the last steps of the stairs. Chan's back is to me as he tries to close the door quietly.
“Morning Chan you're up bright and earlier.”
My voice must have startled him because he jumps as he turns to me with a hand over his heart. Seeing it's just me he lets out an awkward chuckle
“Oh yeah– I slept pretty well last night actually,” he smiles softly at me. sleep was still slightly evident in his eyes, but the smile made me feel warm inside and something inside me fluttered slightly.
“I was gonna make something,” I motioned down the hall.
”Yeah you should try and eat before you head out. It's not good to start the day on an empty stomach,” he presses.
7:45
I had a bit of time before I had to go so making something wouldn't hurt. I pulled the milk out of the fridge with some eggs. Before I could pull anything else out the voice of Felix coming down the hall is hurd by both me and Chan as he entered the kitchen phone in hand.
“Would you mind if I made breakfast?” he smiled, ears twitching on top of his head.
“No not at all, whatcha gonna make?” I ask and move to sit the milk down on the counter and move to the barstools to watch what Felix might be making.
“I found a recipe for pancakes. I wanted to try it,” he continued to check his phone assumingly for ingredients and measurements.
Me and Chan watch him move around the kitchen making the pancakes, the batter being mixed together and fried on a skillet. The pancakes were fluffy and buttery as they pile on the plate .
“Felix this is really good,” Chan says digging into the pancakes
“Yeah you did an amazing job.”
Felix’s face is a bit red seemingly from our compliments. I can see a smile as he mumbles out a thank you while still eating the pancakes. The morning was peaceful, small talk about the food and other recipes Felix wants to try and what I’m up to today. It starts getting close for me to leave. I go to grab my work bag just in case but I plan to come home after the photo shoot. I notice the freckled brunette Felix leaned up against the wall near the door.
“Hey Felix, need something?” I say, making sure I had a jacket just in case it rained.
“—Do you mind if I scent you?” He's standing in front of me with space between the two of us the space being filled with quiet but low sounds of his voice.
“Oh—no, not at all!” I put my stuff down and smile as Felix comes close. He placed his face in the crook of my neck to rub his face against it and moves to rub himself against my clothes. He continues for a minute before he decides in his head that I've been scented enough, but before I move he takes the moment to grab my wrist and rub it against his neck.
“Okay I’ll probably be back earlier. I didn't have plans to really stay after this shoot,” I smile as I start to head out the door.
“Tell Chan I said bye!” I walk out the door.
Today feels nice, the sky is still overcast with the late October weather moving into winter.
Pulling up to the set and getting to see the line together was so satisfying and it made me feel like everything was coming together. Fake sets and lighting stood out, waiting to find Johnny, I started to look around talking to some of the makeup artists thanking them for their help. I start to see some of the models dressed and coming on set, one was sitting in the corner quietly flipping through his phone also seemingly waiting for directions on what to do. He has soft round white ferret ears and a tail that slightly curls to be in his lap and he’s wearing the outfit I finished sewing yesterday.
“Hi I'm L/n Y/n, I'm the top designer on this project. I just want to thank you for working and modeling with us,” I say sticking out my hand.
A soft smile graces his full lips as he reaches his hand to greet mine.
“I’m Hwang Hyunjin.”
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Unfamiliarity [six]
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warnings: Please refer to the series 'Summary' post, as it is updated whenever needed!
summary: Things are revealed and heating up, leaving Bae uncertain with his own feelings.
a/n: A new chapter, new problems arising. I've had this one in mind for a while now, but holidays got incredibly hectic (with my family getting two new husky babies), so I can only apologise for taking this long. I'll try my best to get the next one out as soon as I can, and I hope you'll have fun reading this one!
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!This is just fiction, my interpretation of Stray Kids. By no means is this how they are and how they behave in real life!
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Next time I awoke to the feeling of rustling, someone moving around in the nest. It urged me to open my eyes with haste, the harsh morning lights blurring my vision for a few seconds.
My eyes met with soft brown ones, the colour melted and swirling inside, pulling me into its depths without any resistance. The ears atop his head that sported the same shade flicked once, gaze never leaving mine, only for the brief period of a slow blink. His features softened, much gentler compared to his sharp angles and harsh exterior he usually wore.
Lino crawled back to me, little paws careful about their placement, each step calculated and mindful of the bodies peacefully resting upon each other. Our eyes never left each other, as if he knew I needed that reassurance, that safeness he could provide me with through such a simple gesture. And maybe only he could grant me this feeling of security in such a pure way, I wouldn’t know, not in this tangled mess of feelings.
His tiny head bumped into mine, rubbing fur against fur in a heap of warm colours. A deep rumble left my chest, so low and so quiet that you could only feel it, not even hear it. I inevitably leaned down and trapped his much smaller form underneath my own head, tucking him between my front paws and against my chest.
I didn’t want to let him out of my sight, or anyone, for that matter. The urge to do so much too powerful to fight, consuming me whole and lighting me ablaze from the inside out.
Lino settled down where I’d trapped him without any complaints, his chest letting out lil purrs, the sound ever so slightly becoming delightfully stronger and more prominent. It drew a silent sigh out of me, a stiffness in my muscles I had never noticed now painfully obvious, causing me to forcefully relax them and become lax.
My body laid against the wolf’s as he was blanketing my back, him being the only one near my size, even with my lanky limbs tucked away. The puppy and the dangerously tiny pika rested against my stomach, heads and limbs buried in there comfortably. Two big cats were partly laying on top of me and everyone else, probably not fitting anywhere else in this single bed. Their spotted tails were tangled amongst limbs upon limbs, as if they were trying to hug and tie everyone together in a desperate attempt.
A whiff told me that everyone had calmed down after what had happened the previous day, the danger and anger mostly gone, although not completely. The flowers were still prickly, the pine trees still much too tall, and that sweetness in the air still sat heavily in your lungs. There was no storm anymore, only an occasional harsh breeze, yet the sun hadn’t come out of its hiding place. A sea could be heard in the distance, waves crashing against rocks in an endless loop, the scent of salt sitting heavily in the vanilla-permeated air, something that felt off a smidge. The citrus smelled tangy too, acidic, something probably only I could pick up on, as it was so faint and hidden away.
And the easel? It was still knocked down, as if it had remained untouched all this time.
It all surprised me, how painfully obvious and straightforward their anger was. It was basically palpable, bristling my fur in warning, even though they had been and still were angry for my sake.
Mine.
Not anyone else’s, but mine. It left a strange feeling in my chest, my whole body, one that caused my eyes to become glossy and hazy.
I felt someone stirring against my back, a little yawn and a huff leaving his form upon his waking. Channie nudged my head gently once he saw I had been awake, his own way of greeting me in the morning without lips to form words. I nudged him back, earning a satisfied huff before he placed his head back down on top of mine, apparently finding the position comfortable enough. Not having any other options, I let him lay there, soaking up his warmth greedily, feeling as the anger slowly seeped out of him and turned into a small flame, simmering inside.
While I didn’t like that it’d remained, I had to accept it, grateful that its size was now much more reduced than compared to before.
Slowly, the others woke up as well, affectionately greeting each other in the morning. I let them do so even to me, appreciating the gestures after what had happened. It calmed down the voices inside my head, ushering them away with no way back.
Bones cracked and muscles tore, the sounds of shifting loud in the serene silence of the room.
“As much as I love a good cuddle session, I’m starving, and so are you guys. I heard those growls coming from your stomachs, don’t even try to deny it. Now c’mon, up, get up.” - Channie said, laughter sitting on the edge of his words.
Groans and whines could be heard, pushing the still very naked wolf into bouts of laughter, eyes crinkling and dimples peeking out. I watched it all unfold, the laughter eventually ebbing away into small giggles and stopping, the others shifting back into their humanoid forms as well, grumbling and whining along the way, now able to be more vocal about it.
“But I was soooooo comfyyyy~” - it was Jisung, body draped over the wolf’s and gripping at him in annoyance.
“Yeah, it’s rare for Bae hyung to do this, I don’t care about food! Even Binnie hyung agrees with me, right?” - Felix defiantly said, arms crossed and a pout sitting upon his pink lips.
Surprisingly, the pika wasted no time in agreeing with the feline, body still half sprawled out on me even after his shift. His voice was loud so close by, making my ears flinch and flick in pain. Jin was quick to gently cover them, the tips of his fingers pleasantly cold against my burgundy fur.
“Stop whining and fucking go, I’m freezing to death over here.” - the puppy complained, a scowl sitting on his face.
“Oi, language!”
“You can shut up old man, I bet you’re too old to feel the cold.”
“Lmao, gottem!”
“Lixieee…”
The playful banter continued on, even after the wolf had tossed one of his gigantic hoodies to the little pup, the fabric engulfing his form and practically eating him alive. The black accentuated his golden fur, as if he was a brightly burning star amidst the veil of darkness. Everyone raided Channie’s and Lixie’s wardrobe, stealing hoodies and other clothes left and right, not caring about the words of protests they had gotten at that.
Lixie was chasing Jin around, the latter comically putting on some loose pants while running away, nearly tripping and landing on the floor face first twice. Channie gave up trying to wrestle back a black hoodie from Binnie’s tight grip, a sigh leaving his nose with a small smile curving along his lips. His eyes met mine, a question swimming around the orbs as his face twisted into slight confusion.
“Baby, aren’t you coming as well? Minho cannot get up until you do, with the way you’re holding him hostage.”
The others’ heads turned towards my still laying form at that, their bodies frozen mid-action. I only tightened my hold around the small feline amidst my paws, feeling strangely affectionate towards him.
Something inside told me to be.
When the wolf came up to us, his hand stretched out and reached out towards our direction, a low whine left my throat, afraid that he would take Lino away. He immediately stilled, eyebrows furrowed and lips dipping down.
“Baby, hey. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you or Minho, you know that, right?” - he gently whispered to me, voice so sweet it might as well have been dipped into honey.
I huffed, knowing fully well that he was right. But that something inside me was ancient, a feral urge, something that I hadn’t known about before. Never have I felt this, my days had been purely spent trying to survive in the past.
The chocolate-coated feline wiggled in my hold, making me loosen it and lift up my head, his wet nose bumping into mine in comfort. I closed my eyes and buried my snout into his long fur, allowing the mellow scent of the flowers to soothe my soul and settle into my marrow, weighing pleasantly upon my very being.
They had a hint of an earthly scent to them, one you would only feel out in the open fields, in wilderness far from human-touched cities and pollution.
A soft meow broke me out of my stupor, another tiny lick on my nose as the sitting feline just observed me with an entire sea’s worth of patience. My chest squeezed at the mere thought of it, urging me to look away before I broke down in front of watchful eyes.
Fingers glided through my thick fur, leading my gaze up to Channie’s, the gentlest of smiles sitting on his face. He didn’t seem angry or frustrated at my weird behaviour that not even I fully understood. No, he seemed understanding, if anything, a light dancing around in his caring eyes. The trees swayed gently in the wind, their colours vibrant and comforting now.
Not being able to bear that gaze, that expression any longer, I turned back towards the still awaiting feline and nudged him towards my back. It only took a few seconds for him to understand my intentions, paws making their way towards my back and climbing atop. By the way his weight distributed, he probably splayed himself there, limbs out and dangling freely at my sides.
Knowing he was safe there and close enough, I stood up, following the others. I saw a few share some glances, unable to fully hide their worries from my keen senses. It was all displayed in their scents, the emotion painfully obvious.
But who was I to blame them? I didn’t know what had gotten into me either.
The human, Jisoo, could be seen in the front room, sitting on the couch with now two felines draped over both his arms. Lixie and Jin had always been more affectionate than others, attacking everyone for a quick cuddle whenever. Had you been sleeping, peacefully reading, or even cooking? No matter, you were a prime candidate for some peak cuddling.
“Ah, there you two are, I was wondering.” - Jisoo happily greeted us, smile brightening the more time he spent in everyone’s presence.
I nodded at him with a few swishes of my tail, watching his whole face lit up in response. My ears flattened against my head, embarrassed, glad for the fur hiding my flushed skin.
“So, what happened yesterday?”
Jisoo’s question felt like cold rain upon already soaked fur, making me freeze in my tracks as I had been walking towards the couch. The atmosphere immediately changed, the air heavy and burdensome. I could see Lixie open and close his mouth several times, no sound leaving his still form that now sat there somberly.
“Some fucker approached Changbin hyung and Seungminnie on their run, wanting to speak to you. Just to buy Bae hyung.” - Jin spit out, as if the words themselves were venom.
Everyone tensed at that, the memories not pleasant in the slightest. Jin had a deep scowl etched upon his face, tail lashing out in fury. Binnie was clenching his fists and jaw so hard I was starting to worry he would break a bone, the skin at the joints turning dangerously white. Lixie just became even sadder, a muted anger hiding somewhere deep inside his freckled gaze. Sungie was similar, curling into the snow leopard’s side into a small ball. Lino shifted atop my back, fur pressing against fur. The puppy was staring off into space, yet one of his hands was clutching onto his pants, the fabric nearly ripping in two.
Yet, they couldn’t compare to whatever the wolf must have been feeling, the emotion so clear in his entire body that I was sure he could cause a city to fall, if he so wished.
“Hyunjin…” - he grated out, anger now directed towards the mentioned leopard.
“What? Jisoo has every right to know!”
“He does, but did you have to say it like that?!”
“Oh, so I should have stayed quiet, just so you could omit most of the info??” - Jin defended himself, hands harshly lifted into the air.
“You know that’s not what–”
“Enough.”
Everyone looked at Jisoo at that, his now standing form tall and voice intimidating, cold. He didn’t say anything else, just stood there, trying to take back control over his heavy breathing. Nobody dared to utter a word, not even our leader, Channie.
A vein popped out on the human’s forehead, scent so soured and ruined, I nearly whined. That once pleasant scent of grass now too strong, as if the plants were left alone to grow for centuries, standing tall and unyielding. No sweetness could be found nearby, as if the joy was somehow killed out of the scenery.
Not uttering a word, he walked towards the kitchen counter, steps long and calculated. His shoulders seemed stiff, a hand clenched together into a tight fist.
“Wait, Jisoo, don’t–”
“No, Chan, I should have done this long ago, when the first person approached us.”
“But–”
“No buts.”
Jisoo left no room for arguments, effectively shutting our entire pack up with a few words.
Once he had reached his desired location, his unclenched hand took his phone into its hold, the skin slowly gaining back its healthy colour.
The rings in the room were deafening as he held the device up to his ear, breathing now seemingly under his control.
“Hey, yea, it’s me. Look, I know you’re super busy, but I need your help. Remember the hybrid I told you about? The one I took off the streets, yeah. Well some fuckers keep approaching not even me, but HIM about wanting to buy him! Can you fucking believe this?! I know, that’s what I said too! Anyway, you’re the one who has experience in things like this, which is why I called you. Mhm. Yea. Of course, just call me whenever I’m needed. I owe you one, really. Thanks, I'll text ya later, bye.”
While Jisoo had been talking, Channie rubbed at his face, sighing heavily. I’d looked at him, head tilted and gaze worried.
“Ah, don’t worry, baby. It’s just… I didn’t want to tell Jisoo like this exactly because of this. That’s a good friend of his, Laneul-ssi, someone with a well-known corporation under his belt. I don’t know much, since it’s all related to the field of biology and medicine, but I do know not to piss him off. He had won several lawsuits, having been in situations exactly like ours before.” - he explained, expression softening.
“He has a big pack, like ours, with seven hybrids. Most of them are unique species as well, like us, which is why this stupid shit keeps happening.” - Lixie grumbled out, that hidden anger emerging for a split second from the depths.
“Yea, but you don’t need to worry, they’re all great! My best bud, Woo, is there as well. They might be idiots, but they are our idiots.” - Binnie excitedly shared, frustration temporarily melting away.
The others had no idea who they were talking about, never having met them. Lino probably had, but he had no way of talking, instead lounging around on my back comfortably and meowing at us in agreement. Or disagreement, based on the other felines’ reactions.
“Minho hyung, don’t say that!”
“Meow meow”
“I’m telling this to Seonghwa hyung.”
At that smug face Lixie had made, Lino hissed, earning a laugh from the leopard. Jin just chuckled along, enjoying the drama full force. We others merely watched it, only understanding one half of the conversation.
Jisoo came back, tiredly falling back onto the couch and carding his fingers through his hair, messing up the dark curls impossibly more.
“You didn’t have to do that, you kno’” - Channie said, voice quiet and timid even.
“Shush, I had to. Or do you think so lowly of me to just stand by and let these things happen to you guys?” - Jisoo nearly growled out, hurt and anger dripping from his voice.
“No, of course not, I never meant for it to sound like that! I could never be more grateful to have been adopted by you. Not only that, but for you to help hybrids by taking them in from the streets and abusive households. None of us would be here without you, living such a happy and free life. I’m sorry, please know that I love you for all you do for our sake.” - Channie immediately scrambled up and took Jisoo’s cheek into his hand, stroking the skin there with a thumb as he spoke.
“Yeah, yeah, I know. ‘m sorry, didn’t mean to snap like that. I love all of you, you’re basically my family. I just fucking despise fuckers like these, calling them amoebas would be insulting to the poor life forms.” - Jisoo sighed out, covering the wolf’s hand with his own and drawing a few chuckles out of some of us with his last comment.
I finally walked up to the couch, nudging Jin’s leg and gaining his attention, successfully making him move so I could get up onto the furniture as well. My moves were careful, not wishing for the feline on my back to accidentally slide down and potentially hurt himself, even though I knew he was more than capable of landing safely were he to fall.
Once I was up and laying down, the leopard guided my head into his lap, my weight heavily settling into his thighs. A hand of his immediately attached itself onto my fur, the digits burying into the base of my ear and impossibly relaxing me.
The noise around me lessened, mind taken off of the chatter and chaos. I was transported back to that open field, the easel standing proudly at the edge, the vivid vermillion and black now off to the side in their respective containers. The white canvas had been painted a soothing blue, the painter dabbing the brush against it gently, creating fluffy looking clouds.
As if sensing my presence, he turned his head back, a gentle smile taking its place on his face and drawing tiny dimples out of their hiding places. I blinked at him slowly, the gesture being the only thing exchanged between us as he went back to painting, my own body laying down nearby, the cool touch of a tree’s shadow caressing my fur.
I spent my time there, just lazily lying amidst the grass and flowers, the sounds of the painter perfectly blending in with the ones that came from nature itself. A small stroke of the brush here, a wider one there, a little dip into the paint. He even hummed sometimes, his voice impossibly soft and making me yearn for more whenever he stopped.
“But then–”
“Sshhh!”
“What do you mean shh, Lixi–”
“Oh my god Changbin, just shush, Bae hyung is finally asleep.”
“Oooh, uhm, my bad.”
While I wasn’t asleep just yet, I could understand why they had thought so, my own mind barely making sense of their words as it stood at the fragile edge of unconsciousness.
The sound of skin tearing and bones breaking could be heard, the fur on my back bristling as it felt cold now, nothing there to shield and warm it anymore.
“He isn’t, not yet. But I don’t think he’s far from it, seeing as he’s not even reacting right now.” - it was Lino, uttering a quick thanks afterwards, the sound of fabric being shuffled around filling up the silence.
Not even a minute later he sat down next to me, his breath hitting my ears as he glided his fingers through my fur, not leaving my side completely. Jin never stopped with his own administrations, the two soothing my entire being continuously.
“I’m glad he’s resting now, he seemed kind of out of it. What was with him and not letting you out of his sight anyway?” - Lixie muttered, voice not raised so as to not wake me.
“I have no clue, but I was afraid he would panic if I left. There was something off about his scent too, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.”
“I think… I think a part of his brain took over, after what happened yesterday.”
“Sungie is right, that seemed like something an instinct-driven hybrid would do. He probably didn’t even realise it, by the way he’d acted when I first approached you two in the bed.”
“Mh, but nothing bad happened, right?”
“No, you don’t have to worry, Jisoo. The events just really spooked him, more than he lets on probably.”
The puppy’s voice was the last one I had heard, only a few more words making sense to me before I finally drifted off, the lands of sleep claiming my weary soul.
-.-
Distant voices of bickering awoke me, my ears flickering already in annoyance as I had easily identified who the perpetrators were: Jin and Sungie.
The two had always had a strange spark between them, and not the good kind. The signs had always been there, some I had noticed as well. The bitter glances when only one of them got what they had wanted, or the challenging gazes they sent the other when something stupid had crossed their minds. They probably thought they were slick, never causing a scene openly.
But I had heard their arguments occasionally, midday naps and long nights messing up my usual sleeping schedule often enough to catch them with my sharp hearing, much to the dismay of the wolf. Never were any of the arguments with good reason, as if they were children fighting over a toy.
And I had enough of it.
Blinking my bleary eyes open, I stood up from the couch and stretched, a satisfied sigh leaving my nostrils after a few of my joints popped, getting rid of that uncomfortable feeling. Nobody else was in the room, not even Lino, burying the seed of panic into my body. But before it could blossom I took a deep breath, carefully identifying everyone’s whereabouts.
Channie and Binnie were in their workroom, the two tinkering away on something alone. I never knew what they were doing in there, no sound escaping the place at all. Lixie and the puppy were in the leopard’s room, most probably playing, as they had been regularly doing that lately. Lino’s scent seemed to have been in that same room, probably lounging around and taking another short nap, knowing him. Jisoo seemed to have left the house, something I didn’t appreciate, as it had been a day without work for him originally, and I was sure I hadn’t slept for a whole day. He almost always spent these particular days with us, watching a show on TV or playing on Lixie’s devices.
Taking another deep breath and calming myself down as much as I could, I took off towards my own room, claws silently tip-tapping against the boards underneath. I hurriedly made my way into my room, opening the door with my mouth and shifting back inside, in the safety of my den. Not a thought was formed about what clothes I would put on, the matter at hand much too pressing for me to do so.
Fully clothed and annoyance at its peak, I quickly made my way to the two’s loud voices, no care given as I barged in through the door and into the room.
“You two talk it out right now, this has to stop.” - my voice came out a bit too frustrated and harsh, causing them to flinch.
They both just blinked up at me with wide eyes, the words frozen inside their rigid forms. I merely crossed my arms after I had closed the door behind me and leaned against it, raising up an eyebrow at their unresponsive forms.
As I could see both of them open their mouths, excuses on the tips of their tongues, I straightened up and pushed myself off the door.
“No. Talk it out. Right now.”
Jin and Sungie gulped, gazes casted down towards the floor in shame. I patiently stood there, waiting for any of them to start, my own tail agitatedly swishing behind me.
It had taken nearly five whole minutes for them to start, but Jin finally opened his mouth and started speaking. He spilled out all his frustrations, how he hated the way Sungie stole our attention away and flaunted around with it, greedily asking for more at any given moment. He told us how he hated the way the squirrel acted, much too obnoxious for his tastes.
In return, the squirrel had done the same. He spoke of his fears, his own distaste against Jin’s personality, how he acted too dramatic and overexaggerated everything. The way Jin had a habit of fooling around and occasionally starting a playful banter annoyed him, making him feel smaller and inferior.
The two spoke for a long while, the ice having been broken and letting the words flow seamlessly. I quietly stood by the side the whole time, a silent spectator, nothing more. Channie tried to come in once, probably to check up on us as he usually did, but I silently signed for him to go, knowing I would have to tell him the details later. Jin and Sungie had been too absorbed in their conversation to even notice the whole thing happening, something I was grateful for.
Eventually, they had come to an agreement, shaking hands on it. A smile sneaked its way onto my lips, my previously still tail now swishing gently around.
Problems between pack members had always been stressful, something I ceaselessly tried my best to prevent from happening. So far I had succeeded, only because everyone clicked well together, merely small arguments rising up that had usually gotten resolved in a day or two. That was until the day Sungie came home, the previously perfectly clicking puzzle now disturbed.
Looking back at the two, I found them slightly joking around, my eyes widening in surprise. I was glad they were having fun together, of course I was, but never had I expected them to change attitudes with each other this fast. They were practically different people now!
Sungie’s eyes flashed with what I could only call pure mischief as he’d caught my observing gaze, that smile only widening on his lips and taking on a lovely heart shape. Not even a second later his entire body shot towards me, tails and even his ears wiggling around in happiness, scent a comforting sea breeze that caressed my skin. His limbs latched onto me without hesitation, my balance only maintained through hard work and sheer luck with the force he had launched himself at me.
“Yah, I wanted to do that!” - that was the only warning I had gotten from the leopard before he had done the same thing, proudly attaching himself to my back.
My own limbs were burning from the exertion, not built to carry this much weight so suddenly. Yet, I only tightened my hold on the squirrel on my front, tail brushing against his and Jin’s legs with no hesitation. My senses were enveloped in a wonderful sensation, everything calm and serene around me. The sea was placid now completely, gently lapping at my paws, while the easel stood nearby proudly, the scenery perfectly painted upon its canvas with soothing colours.
The silent sigh that left my form was inevitable, its escape out of my control.
Even with all that, I knew my limits, so I hastily turned towards the door and nudged the little squirrel in my hold to open it for me, the boy doing so hesitantly. His head was buried in the crook of my neck on one side, Jin’s head hidden on the other. Once he had returned there after his task had been done -quietly grumbling the whole time-, a sigh so deep had left him, he nearly deflated as if the air had been taken out of him.
With my way being cleared, albeit it had been a hard task, I continued on my journey to the living room, my steps careful and controlled. I didn’t want to accidentally slip, especially on the stairs, nor did I want to jostle them too much, their scents too elated and breaths too deep for that. It was a miracle Jin hadn’t slipped down from my back, with how he only kept himself there with his own force, even in his slumber.
“Whatcha got there?” - Lixie asked, much too adorable for me to be mad at him and his amusement.
I quietly grunted and just settled down, careful not to sit on Jin and leave him enough space between me and the back of the sofa. All the while Lixie and Binnie had been giggling and chuckling, the latter nearly going into that usual shrill laughter of his, had the awake leopard not warned him with a slap on the arm.
“You know, with the way they’re clinging to you, you would think they don’t hate each other.”
“Not anymore.”
The snow leopard just owlishly blinked back at me, Binnie doing the exact same, words frozen into both for a few solid seconds. I couldn’t keep down the smile that crept up on my lips, watching them process the information. The moment where it all clicked in them could have been pinpointed with scary accuracy, their entire face lighting up in delight.
“Oh you sneaky bastard, I knew you were up to something.” - Binnie said, crossing his arms and smirking up at me.
“Is that why you disappeared the last like, 2 hours, Hyung? Damn, I wanted to see it though. Bet you were angry.”
“Why would you want to see him angry?”
At that, Lixie made an ‘are you kidding me?’ face, eyes sharp and judging. The tiny pika had nearly shrunk into himself, understanding dawning on him mere seconds after.
“Yea, okay, no, I cannot blame you. I bet 10 bucks he’s like Chan hyung, silent and scary.”
B-Binnie??
“I bet 20 bucks he’s actually loud and growls at you.”
Lixie?!?
“Deal.”
“Great!”
What the fuck?!???!
My expression must have completely reflected my inner thoughts because the two bursted into laughter the moment they had made eye contact with me, bending over in pain and gasping for air. Nothing held their voices back anymore, that high-pitched, shrill laughter now free to roam the halls of the house. The two stirred on my chest and back, understandably awoken and confused.
“Mh, what happened?” - Sungie murmured out, cheeks squished against my clothed front.
“Don’t mind them, go back to sleep.”
“Then they better fucking shut up before I chuck something at them.” - Jin added in, his usual, easily irritable self coming out after being woken up.
You never woke Jin up, that was an unwritten rule in this household. Unless you wanted to lose a finger or two and be covered in scratch marks, then, sure, you could freely do so.
Yet, the two amused ones merely started laughing harder, having the time of their life, Lixie even having fallen off the furniture altogether. I started to grow worried, air seemingly avoiding their lungs like the plague.
“What’s the topic of laughter, hm?” - Channie asked, having sneaked up on me and causing me to slightly jump.
“I– Y’should’ve–” - Lixie tried to say, only to completely fail and fall into another bout of laughter, following Binnie as the pika couldn’t even form words in the first place.
The wolf hummed once again, that warm light dancing in his dark eyes once again, a gentle smile sitting on his face as he just watched the two, his body leaned against the back of the sofa. A hand came up to support his head, most of the weight held up by his elbow now.
He looked so serene, his scent freely let out for everyone to feel. Those previously angry trees were now quieter, calmer, the sun shining on their thin leaves freely. An underlying hint of something wet, rotting reached my nose, but it was gone within the same second, leaving me blinking and questioning myself.
The laughter subsided, leaving them teary eyed and flushed. Channie went ahead and ruffled their hair, making them whine and playfully pout at him. It was all just a ruse, they both enjoyed it and weren’t even doing a good job at hiding it.
“Baby, can you come with me for a second? I wanna talk about somethin’.”
I nodded back, slowly peeling Jin and Sungie off of me, their limbs securely attached to my body. It was an arduous task, one so difficult, I considered just taking off my hoodie and letting them have it. But with enough struggling and determination, I had succeeded, taking the wolf’s offered hand and letting him pull me up.
Something was off about him.
As we were walking back up the stairs after a brief goodbye to Lixie and Bin, he slightly shrunk in on himself, his entire presence seeming somehow timid even. That same rotting smell appeared once more, the hybrid unable to hide it from me, even if he pushed it back down in the next second.
The last time he had acted like this was when I had to visit the doctor, and it pulled at my stomach with a vicious force.
My room greeted me back, everything left untouched from the time I had come in here for some clothes earlier this day. The wolf sat down upon the bed, patting the empty place next to him in hopes of inviting me closer. His eyes avoided mine, depriving me of those warm depths I loved getting lost in.
It squeezed my throat shut.
“I–, sigh Baby, we love you, you know that, right? That we trust you and you can trust us?” - he sighed out, hands finding one of mine and taking it in their tender hold.
I nodded, watching as his thumbs caressed the light skin underneath, occasionally drawing little shapes in there.
“We’ve been talkin’ with the others and… How do I say this? Gosh, sorry, I’m just a babblin’ mess. What I’m trying to say is that we know you went through a lot, and we think talking to someone about it would help you. A lot.”
His eyes finally found mine, hands holding onto me stronger when he felt I had tensed up.
“I know it’s scary, and you deciding to tell us what you went through or not is completely up to you. But it’s not good to bottle it all up, which is why I propose that you go and seek therapy. Talk it out with a professional, go at your own pace. The reign would be completely in your hand, nobody would force you into saying anything.”
His words were so sincere I had to accept them, pulling myself away from the edges of panic and remembering. I couldn’t do that to him, to shatter right when he was just trying to help me. The weight of that act would pull me to the depths of the void, letting it claim me immediately.
“‘Course, if ya want it, one of us would accompany you there if you so wanted it. Just please, consider it, ‘kay? We only want the best for ya and nothing less.”
Those hands never let go of mine, that voice never raised and instead remained a gentle whisper, a soothing balm to my panicked soul. A shaky breath left my lips, only now noticing the slight tremors running through my body. Warmth seeped into me wherever he touched me, as if I was a freezing traveller on the streets, death waiting briefly to claim me.
Hands enveloped me completely, the world moving as I was hoisted up, head buried right in the curve under his jaw, slotting myself in there out of instinct. Heat travelled up and down my back repeatedly, touches firm, as if he was reassuring me of his everlasting presence.
Before I would let my head be filled with his scent, I murmured into his skin a promise, a reassurance of thinking about it seriously. His hand stilled for a single second, that scent of pine and moss blooming with full force. My hands sneaked up his back, grabbing onto the fabric there as an anchor for myself. I felt myself running around in the woods, soaking up the sun and letting it bleed into my fur and bones, the breeze pleasant and not angry in the slightest.
My lungs heaved, having run around for a while, and now I found myself standing at the edge of that meadow I loved once again. The air smelled sweet and fruity, the scent of salt and paint permeating it as well. Yet, I was purely focused on those mellow flowers, their light coloured petals alluring, impossibly so.
My paws took me to their fragile selves, my body inevitably laying down and enjoying their presence. My nose was carefully pressed against one of the flowers, close to the core of their scent and drinking it in, muscles relaxing impossibly more.
I was vaguely aware of the soft murmurs around me, touches belonging to different pack members, the most prominent ones careful on me, as if I was a fragile little thing, much like those flowers I loved so much.
-.-.-
The days started bleeding into each other, my worry for what the wolf had offered up to me constantly plaguing my mind.
On one hand, every fibre of my being screamed at me to refuse it, to just never talk about my past and bury them back deep down. I had survived alone for so long in the past, I could continue doing so in the future if needed. And above all that, to talk about it with a human? The mere thought disgusted me so deeply my stomach turned into knots and churned painfully.
On the other hand, I… felt guilty for thinking so. The feeling sat deep inside me, reaching every nook and cranny, infecting every cell of my body. This pack had gone so far to help me, to even love someone as broken as me. Who was I to refuse an act of kindness that came from within their beautifully selfless hearts?
I was at a standstill, a horrible one.
Not wanting to deal with it all just yet, I seeked out Lixie and the pup, knowing the two were together and playing those games on their TV again. I didn’t even need my nose to be able to tell, their loud voices and shouts echoing through the whole house. Although to be fair, nearly all of them belonged to the young leopard, most probably caused by his continuous losing streak. He had never been exceptionally good at these games, but it wasn’t like he was awful at them either. The puppy was just way better than him, it was that simple.
The door creaked slightly when I’d opened it and peeked inside, Lixie way too focused on the game to notice me, only the puppy’s head turning towards me. His smile widened, all pearly whites, eyes crinkling up and tail starting to slowly thump against the floor. They had both been sitting down there, on some soft pillows and blankets they had piled up in one spot.
My own lips stretched and arched, a slow swish could be heard from behind me. I silently walked up to the bed after having closed the door, not wanting to break the little leopard’s focus in front of me. His tongue slightly poked out from the confines of his cheeks, brows furrowed and nose occasionally scrunching up whenever his character took some damage. Angry clicks and clanks could be heard from his direction, the device in his hand somehow withstanding the abuse without any problem.
The puppy merely smiled through all this, mocking laughter leaving his form after the winner had been announced on the big screen, Lixie having slumped down and started loudly groaning and whining in defeat. His hands were nestled into his hair as he laid on the floor, face down, tearing at the blonde strands forcefully.
Not wanting him to become bald just yet, I stood up from my seat and kneeled down next to him, bringing his smaller body into my hold. Surprised sounds left his lips, wide, dark eyes blinking up at me atop their field of stars. His round little ears instantly perked up, not in that harsh and angry angle anymore. A slender tail curled around my waist, securing himself to me.
“Hey, I was the winner, how come he gets the cuddles?” - the puppy said, pout hidden inside the tone of his voice.
“‘Cuz you suck, Minnie. Git gud.” - Lixie replied, smug face hidden in the pocket of my collarbone.
The puppy gasped, arm threateningly holding up the device in hold against the feline. No real threat or anger was in his entire being, mere frustration and jealousy that only widened my smile. A wonderful idea popped into my mind, stretching my lips into a grin, alarming the puppy and making him slightly back up.
“No, no-no, Hyung, you never do anything good after you get that evil little smile on your f– Agh-” - he grunted out, unable to fully finish his sentence before I pounced on him, smothering him with my entire body.
My arms tightly held onto his torso, wound around it and latching onto each other. Our legs tangled into the others, weaving and unweaving amidst his struggling. Lixie went along with my plan swimmingly, that same evil smile reflected upon his face. His tail curled now around one of the pup’s legs, hands buried in and tight around fabric.
“I hate you guys. Both of you, so much.”
“Don’t lie, Minnie, just admit that you love us and our cuddles. Stop being a tsundere.”
“I will stuff this controller down your mouth.”
“You’re welcome to try.”
“Ew, no thanks.”
A chuckle left Lixie at that, successfully having disarmed the puppy and his sharp words. A similar sound left my chest as well, the sound low and hard to hear, my head much more enjoying the two’s presence and scents. They mixed disgustingly well together, the freshness of the pup and the sweetness of the feline like a match made in heaven, especially with that hint of vanilla hidden beneath.
“Dal hyung, don’t fall asleep on me again please. Last time you did, I was forced to not move for 3 hours. My bladder can only hold so much.”
Lixie snorted at that and hard, turning away and pressing a hand against his lips, entire body shaking with silent laughter. I lifted myself up, one of my hands helping in the motion, eyes scrutinisingly looking at the pup underneath.
“You wanted cuddles, but the moment you get them, you dare complain?” - I huffed out, lips downturned in a scowl.
He looked away from me, not daring to hold eye contact, scent turning duller and more muted.
“At least lemme go to the toilet when needed, you greedy Hyung…”
“Hm, maybe I will.”
The conversation died out after that, the three of us silently cuddling and simply enjoying the other’s presence. That same victory music had been playing the whole time, the words ‘Player 2 wins’ searing into the screen in big, bold letters. None of us moved to turn it off, Lixie’s breathing even turning deep, his mind taken to the lands of sleep in a short time.
A hand tangled into my long strands of hair, slowly creeping up to my ears and touching them gently. The hold on them was careful, as if he was afraid of something. Digits pressed into the soft fur, massaging the area soothingly, earning a content sigh from me. It felt wonderful, never once turning unpleasant or too rough.
I had nearly joined the softly snoring feline by the time the door opened, making me open my eyes and look around with my bleary vision.
“Oh, sorry, didn’t mean to disturb.” - it was the little squirrel, voice timid and I could already see the mental image of him fidgeting with his long sleeves before my eyes.
“You’re fine. What did you want, Hyung?” - the puppy replied, sound kept at a low level for our comfort.
“I uh… wanted to ask Bae hyung something?” - he was fidgeting, I was sure of it now, the soft rustling of the clothes merely confirming my suspicions.
Sungie usually wasn’t like this, his more outgoing persona in place in front of us, as if he was shielding this part of himself from the harsh world. It brought some worry into my mind, drawing a silent sigh out of my chest as I detached myself from Lixie and the pup -only after i had planted a fleeting kiss onto the skin of their necks-.
Sure enough, an anxious little herbivore greeted me, tail slightly tucked between his legs. My eyebrows furrowed, mind immediately filled with worries and all possible scenarios of what could have happened. A little smile made its way onto his lips once our eyes met, a little wobbly and even fearful.
The time it took me to cross the room to get to him could hardly be considered a second, my long legs carrying me there swiftly.
“A-ah, I’m okay Hyung, don’t look at me like that. I just… c’mere.” - he said, his own forehead creasing with worry at the sight of my expression, a hand latching onto one of mine.
He took me away, the door behind us softly pulled closed as he led the way to my own room, the click it had made loud in the shattering silence. I watched him pace around a bit once inside, one of his fingers pressed against plush lips, teeth nibbling at the skin and nail there. I was swiftly by his side once more, pulling the nearly bleeding digit away and smoothing down the irritated skin.
Eyes looked into each other, some tension leaving his form as he read my silent plea.
“I uhm, uuhh…”
“Yes?”
“I’mmakinganestandwantedtoaskforoneofyourhoodies!”
I blinked down at him, not really understanding what he had said, only seeing the red dust his cheeks faintly. At my head tilt he groaned into his free hand, cursing at himself silently.
“I said, I’m kinda making a nest and wanted to ask if maybe you could lend me that blue hoodie of yours? I know you love that one, so it’s okay if you say no, but that’s the only thing missing and- What are you doing?”
Not replying, I continued looking through my neatly put away clothes, easily finding the single piece of clothing he had been talking about. It was true what he had said, this particular hoodie was one of my favourites, its big size and thumb holes making it a comforting piece to wear. It even had a pocket in the front, one that I could reach through and stick my hand out on the other side. It was fun.
Thumbing the fabric and taking a deeper breath to make sure it had been soaked with my scent, I turned around and offered the hoodie up to him.
His boba eyes were wide as they stared up at me, unblinking, even his mouth was slightly agape. It confused me, not understanding his reaction to my actions.
Why wouldn’t I give it to him?
Those dark, chocolate orbs glistened as droplets started to form along their shining surface, raining down upon his skin and clothes. I grew alarmed, hastily dropping the clothing and rushing up to him, closing that small gap between us and wiping his tears away. The skin underneath my fingers was smooth and warm, heating up the cold, slender digits.
His sobs only worsened after my actions, making me halt and try to back away, to give him some space. But his hands were on my wrists in an instant, keeping me close and pulling me even closer.
I was frozen, not knowing what to do to comfort him, unable to hush the endless grateful words tumbling out of his lips. While they were muffled, his head buried into my chest, I still heard them crystal clear, growing sad from the implications of it.
Who dared to deny him comfort while nesting?
Herbivores loved to build them, to make themselves feel at home, safe and protected. That was the exact reason why only a select few could ever enter them, the notion of intruding upon them a sin amongst hybrids. The thought of Sungie having been deprived of it all sent a searing sensation down my spine, the emotions bubbling up from deep within. My teeth itched and fur bristled with a ferocity I hadn’t felt in a while, blinding me temporarily.
“–ng, Hyung, it’s okay, it’s okay. I’m fine now, hey, jagiya.” - his gentle words brought me back from that self-destructing train of thoughts, focus back on him and him alone and his impossibly soft voice.
A bittersweet little smile took its place on his face, one I didn’t like too much. It was one that was hiding pain and suffering, all past scars that had scabbed over long ago.
It was painfully familiar.
“Thank you for giving me your precious hoodie that you scented for me. Actually, hang on-”
His touch left me as I watched him go and retrieve said object, his own taken off of his form. My eyes widened in utter surprise, mouth sliding slightly open and remaining there, jaw set into place as if it had been glued there for eternity.
The skin on his body was the same as on his face, a warm shade and nearly free of any birthmarks. It looked soft, well taken care of, only the slight goosebumps were out of place as a cold breeze caressed him. Well, the only things besides something else.
That same skin sagged at his sides and down the lengths of his arms, looking irritated and uncomfortable. It had a reddish hue in the folds and at the edges, clearly chafed out from the extensive touches from coarse fabric he must have worn in the past regularly, if not always.
No wonder he had never shown any skin around us before, my despised suspicions confirmed and now set into stone. It sat heavily on me, my shoulders feeling an impossible weight falling onto them and worsening my posture. The air felt thinner, the acid in my stomach turning into a deadly raging sea, the waves dangerously rolling around and wishing to break free.
He looked so fragile, tiny form littered in undeserved scars and modifications that were deemed ugly by those around him, undeserving of his endless love and joy.
Because why else would he try so desperately to hide them?
The moment he was done, turning back around and slightly smiling at me with those chubby cheeks and rosy lips, something inside of me broke free, my power too small to do anything against it.
I didn’t want to anyway.
My arms picked him up with ease, the alarm bells inside my head still not liking how easily I had done so, despite seeing how he loved eating and had always done so with great vigour. The surprise died in his throat, never truly leaving his mouth and making its presence known. Tiny hands latched onto me, hands fisting the fabric underneath desperately.
His expression was that of utter disbelief, that faint red making a reappearance on his cheeks.
I pressed a chaste kiss to his forehead and held him tight, his head slotting itself into the crook of my neck and comfortably resting there. His shallow breaths tickled my throat with every exhale, yet it brought only comfort to me, as if something lost long ago had finally been found at last. Those tiny hands snaked around my neck and shoulders, trapping me as much against him, as I had trapped him against me. That grey, bushy tail was curled up around us, as if it was a big blanket ready to guide us to sleep.
After pressing my nose against the crown of his head for but a brief moment, my legs started taking us away and out of this room, having a clear goal in mind.
Only the thoughts of protecting the little herbivore in my hold circled around in my head, mind wired to keep him safe and out of harm’s touch. Anyone who would dare stand in my way would learn to pay the price, the easy, or the hard way.
Sungie’s room was dark, save for the few nightlights and string lights all running around the space, not leaving a single corner untouched. The closed door shut out all the remaining light that could pour in from the hallway, yet it posed no problem, my eyes adjusting in a few seconds.
His bed was in the middle, one of the shorter ends pushed up to a wall that was decorated with all kinds of things: different pictures, some from anime, some from things I didn’t recognise. He had some photos scattered around as well, either stuck up to a wall or laying on his cluttered desk, the furniture nearly having no empty spot left on its wooden surface. Clothing littered the floor, all belonging to the nearly sleeping boy in my arms, making me almost sigh out, had I not been too focused on something else.
The nest sat neatly on the bed, a messy little circular shape made from everything plush and soft you could ever imagine. Different blankets were woven into it, not only his, but seemingly Channie’s and Jisoo’s as well. The walls were proudly standing there, made out of different pieces of clothing. I could clearly see Lixie’s, Binnie’s and the pup’s shirts and hoodies in there, all in different colours and sizes. A single article of clothing was thrown over the walls haphazardly, its charcoal-infused scent betraying who it belonged to.
In the middle laid a few plushies -no doubt thanks to Lixie and Jisoo-, along with a few pillows, all belonging to a certain cat in our pack. The feline had clearly left an impression on the little squirrel, Lino’s scent being the closest to him whenever he decided to sleep in there.
My heart skipped a beat when I realised he had asked for my hoodie as well, for my scent, proudly wearing it in front of me.
“Can I go in?” - I murmured into his skin, the hand on his back now drawing long lines into the fabric.
He sluggishly nodded, no doubt dancing on the edge of sleep. Warmth erupted inside me, unable to believe he would trust me so much.
And yet, he had clearly done so.
The nest was as comfortable as it looked, the surface plush and well put together. All kinds of scents enveloped us, all wonderfully familiar and safe. Not a single thing was out of place, nor did they smell wrong.
The trees were tranquil, and so was the wind, peacefully dancing around the place and leading me to my beloved meadow. No thorn was in sight, nor was there any red or black paint. Instead it was quiet and serene, everything blooming and healthy, the sun not too warm, yet not too cold either.
Sungie stirred next to me, form basically swallowing mine with the way he had climbed on top of me, never truly letting me go. My hands caged him in, one placed on top of his back, the other onto his nape, playing with the hair there. Occasionally I started drawing shapes into his back, always careful not to irritate his skin or accidentally yank at it.
Shallow breaths eventually turned into deep ones, quiet snores leaving his nose as he was resting on top of my chest.
He looked finally relaxed, truly, as if a weight had been taken off his chest. He had always had this melancholic aura around him, never leaving him no matter how hard he tried, continuously following him like a dark cloud.
The door quietly opened, making my ears perk up and eyes search for our uninvited guest.
“Oh, just wanted to see how he was doing with the nest. I won’t be bothering then.” - Binnie said, voice much quieter than usual.
Yet, it was enough to rouse the squirrel up in my arms, round little ears flicking against my skin, leaving tingling trails in their wake. An unintelligible grumble left his squished lips, making the pika halt in his steps and question what he had heard.
“Dun leave, stayy.” - Sungie repeated, earning a chuckle from Binnie and a small smile from me.
The awake herbivore closed the door with a soft click and made his way towards us, scooting into the empty space to my left, letting Sungie steal one of his arms and cuddle it with no mercy. He laughed at that, saying ‘Someone’s cuddly today, eh?’, but he let it all happen with no resistance in any action of his, a happy smile rounding out his cheeks. Those usually acidic fruits now smelled impossibly sweet, their potent scent overpowering everything else and nestling easily into my nose.
Binnie scooted closer to let the sleeping squirrel hold his arm easier, his own head now resting on one of my shoulders and cuddling into me. His warmth seeped into me, urging me to bury my nose into his hair and nuzzle into him for a few seconds. Light chirps were my reward, my tail smacking against the blankets with a quiet thump.
“He was very nervous about building a nest here, y’know. So I’m very grateful for you being here and giving him that hoodie of yours, Bae hyung.” - I had never heard him so quiet in my entire life, making me slightly turn my head towards him.
His gaze was set on the person of our conversation, a light dancing in his eyes that I would usually see in Channie’s, its intensity so fierce, I was afraid of burning up inside.
Those dark orbs slid up to me, the entire power of the sun directed right at me and melting me in its entirety.
“I know you don’t think you did a lot, but it matters so much to him, to us. You keep giving me anything of yours that I want whenever I build a new nest, no questions asked, as if it’s all natural to you. You let him have your favourite hoodie, even cuddling him in his first nest in this house of ours. You’re like a safety blanket and you don’t even realise it.”
Every word he’d uttered felt like a weight released into the ocean of my soul, sinking down to the bottom, destined to remain there for the rest of eternity. The water only rose, struggling against its binds, but the dam held it back, standing strong and proud.
“It should be natural.” - I murmured back, tightening my hold on them and bringing Binnie closer, letting his head slide into the crook of my neck.
A shaky exhale hit my skin there, my thumb sliding back and forth along his exposed bicep, wishing to grant him even a speck of comfort. He only nuzzled into my neck, hiding inside deeper, as if wishing to take refuge there and away from the entire world. I freely let him do so, his nose pressing against my pulse and feeling the calm beats there. The longer he stayed like that, the more relaxed he became, body becoming all lax and letting me carry its weight.
It was serene, peaceful, nearly pulling me into a dreamless sleep as well.
Only their soft snores and occasional louder ones could be heard -no surprise, their necks were in weird angles-, along with the occasional sounds coming from the others in the house. A shout from Lixie, a weird sound from Lino, the dramatic whine of Jin or the boisterous laughter of the puppy.
If I focused hard enough, I could even hear Channie’s steady footsteps, going to greet Jisoo at the door as the man had arrived back from another hard day of work, no doubt exhausted to the bone, as usual. The others would go and greet him as well, usually me included, happy to finally see him and have a brief chat. Then, they would go back to what they had been doing, just like now, Jisoo being left alone to get ready for bed and sleep.
Although this time, he hadn’t done that. No, instead he went with the wolf, the two seemingly arguing about something as they went into a nearby room, not knowing we were inside here and I could hear everything, only thanks to my sharp senses.
“Chan, I really can’t do this right now. Can’t we talk about this tomorrow or something?”
“Naur, absolutely not. You keep saying that and it’s already been a week!”
They remained quiet after that, either whispering or not speaking at all.
“Look, I know you have a good paying job and you want only the best for us. But you can’t expect to support 8 hybrids by yourself! You’ll wear yourself thin, heck, you’re already doing that! Constantly staying there for long hours, sometimes not even coming home for the night. You can’t keep doing this!”
“Then WHAT?! Should I send back Sungie and Minnie to the centre, for others to adopt? I know fully well you guys have already bonded, I’m not fucking blind! Jesus christ, who do you think I am? I work with animals, I have at least a little bit of inkling as to how hybrids work!” - Jisoo nearly shouted with the full force of his lungs, gradually becoming quieter and quieter, until I could hardly hear the words he uttered.
The silence after that was unsettling, digging its claws into my chest and stomach. A strained little sound could be heard from their direction, although I couldn’t really tell what it was.
“Of course I know, Ji, ‘course I do. I never said you don’t know these things, gods, never ever think so. You’re smart, and you take very good care of us. All I’m saying is to let me share this burden with you. Paying for a house expansion is no cheap task. We could publish some of our music with Bin, hm? Find some easy, hybrid-friendly jobs, ye? C’mere.” - the wolf’s voice was as soothing as when he had first talked to me, back in that all white bathroom.
“I kno’, I’m sorry. I’m such an asshole for shouting, fucking hell, I’m so, so sorry.”
“Shh, it’s okay, I know you were just frustrated with the situation and not with me. I would be equally as irritated as you if I worked as much as you do, especially with such assholes and incompetent coworkers.”
This comment drew a wet sounding chuckle out of Jisoo, the claws now partially unhooked and free from my chest.
“You’re so right you don’t even know. How do you always say the right things?”
“A magician never reveals his secrets.”
“You’re no magician.”
“But I made your sadness disappear, didn’t I?”
“YoU–”
A smack could be heard followed by laughter, my mind soon zoning out and ignoring whatever happened after that.
They were staying?
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Lost - Chapter 3
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When she thought back to her human family and all the lessons, they had taught her; one of them being “Do not talk to strangers,” she had followed this all the way into adulthood.
She was pretty sure she could break this rule when it came to the man that had saved her life; she was certain her adoptive mother would be eagerly nudging her to talk with that cute smile.
“Can you stand?” the man arched his eyebrow as his sharp features almost glared at her and she quickly nodded half expecting him to at least offer her a hand to get to her feet.
“Good, get up and follow,” his entire demeanour reminded her of a strict teacher and she bit her lip to stop herself from yelling at him.
She was shaken up, terrified and exhausted from running from a horde.
Where was the compassion?
Instead, she struggled herself up from the floor and followed her saviour to the room he had appeared from, an empty office room where the door on the other side of the room had been barricaded with half of the desks and chairs in the room and the other half was ready and waiting by the door he’d come through.
Clearly, he had thrown things to the side to save her and this made her feel a little more relaxed around him, knowing that he had to compromise his own safety room to save a stranger.
“You got a name, Spots?” his voice made her jump and she quickly went to help him re-barricade the room.
She eyed him cautiously and had to once again, bite her lip to prevent an insult as she noticed him rolling his eyes.
“Well, I’m Lee Know and I just saved your arse,” he pointed out as he reached into a bag on the floor and she was immediately on edge once again; her fingers tightening around the baton.
“Here,” he murmured and she flailed her hands in the air as she tried to catch whatever he’d thrown at her.
A bag of crisps.
“Thanks,” she replied quietly and Lee Know let out a laugh at how comically fast she ripped into the food, a bright red blush appearing on the hybrids face once she realised.
“How...how have you been surviving in here?” she asked with a mouthful of crisps, crumbs all over her cheeks.
“Not that difficult when this place had water coolers and vending machines on every floor,” he pointed out sitting on the floor and groaning as he stretched his legs out in front of him, “plus it’s easy to hide in here because of the amount of rooms,” he closed his eyes, “though it would be a lot safer without people jumping through windows and bringing a horde with them,”
She paused in her eating and frowned at the smug grin on the man’s face.
“I was trying to lead them away from my friend,” she explained with a blunt tone that stopped whatever atmosphere had built and Lee Know looked at her with question.
“We split up for just a few seconds,” she added looking away from him, “he went to the pharmacy and I went to check out what direction to go; I was only around the corner and they were just there and I knew that when they had seen me that I would only bring them back to my friend so I had to abandon him!” she rubbed at her eyes as she felt them sting with tears, “I’m scared to go back and find him as one of them, despite my trying to save him,” she whispered and Lee Know broke his silence with a loud sigh.
“Listen,” he started rubbing the back of his neck, “I’ll help you get back to wherever you came from...y’know, as long as it’s close by” he offered and then dug around in his bag again, finding a pack of tissue and chucking them over to her.
“We need to wait for daytime though,” he pressed a button on his watch to make the face light up and held his wrist up so she could read it, “darkness only adds to the fuckery that’s already out there during the day,”
She nodded despite wanting to leave.
Be smart for a bit she hugged her knees as she sat on the floor.
“I’m just going to call you Spots, by the way,” he added with a snarky chuckle, “name or no name, that’s what I’m going to call you,”
It surprised her when a small laugh left her lips but she nodded at him.
“Fair dos,”
Though silence fell over the newly acquainted duo, she couldn’t help but feel ever so slightly bad that she just couldn’t shake the anxiety rippling through her at Lee Knows almost absent response to taking out quite a large group of zombies.
His shirt was starting to dry now but it was still covered in other people’s blood and his shoes still held small chunks of flesh in the grip ridges of the underside of his shoes.
The less said about the state of the baseball bat, the better.
She could only come to the conclusion that he had been in this building since the outbreak and was used to dealing with zombies; even more than herself as she was still living in her home with Felix.
“How’d you manage to get a baton, thought they were illegal for civilians to own?” Lee Knows ridiculously attractive face morphed into an expression that made him look considerably younger, which was saying something as he was clearly already a young man.
“There was an officer that had turned,” she flicked her wrist to make the baton stretch out, “he wasn’t going to use it and I kind of...needed it to get away from him,” she mumbled flinching a bit at the memory.
“What about you?” she asked pulling at her tail, “don’t normally find office workers carrying baseball bats,” she smiled shyly when he chuckled at her comment.
“Believe it or not, this place has a sports center down below all of this crap,” he explained, “there’s a batting cage and so,” he waved his own weapon, “baseball bat; just added the wire from one of the fences around the building,” he paused in his short story as he watched her slightly spotty dalmatian ears wiggle whenever she moved.
“Um,” he puffed out a small smirk, trying to ignore the Hybrid features of the woman before him; it was hard though, to not touch something that looked soft and fluffy, “I can add some wire to your baton if you’d like?”
She looked at him with interest and then considered her weapon, looking rather naked compared to his decked-out bat.
“You would do that?” she tilted her head once again.
“Of course,” Lee Know almost looked downright offended by her assumption, “I don’t want any more zombie, least of all hybrid zombies,” he waved his hands in the air when she started to frown at his comments.
“What I mean,” he rolled his eyes, “is that the hybrid zombies are so much faster than regular human zombies, they have that primal instinct as well so when their humanity is gone, they all turn back to how their animals would be in the wild,” he grimaced and she couldn’t help but wonder if he had witnessed such a scene.
“I’ve only seen a couple of hybrid zombies,” she noted thinking back to right at the beginning when she spotted a small group of hybrid zombies chasing down a crowd of people, their eyes wild and their jaws snapping.
“Well, you guys are fast!” Lee Know laughed quietly, “no zombie can really keep up with you lot unless they have you cornered somewhere,” he sighed loudly as he reached out and gave in to the temptation, his fingers gently stroking her ears making her nearly jump out of her skin.
“Sorry,” he flinched his hand backwards with a playful grin as he saw the blush appearing on her face once more, “your ears are really cute,” he was so straightforward that it genuinely made her pause to try and figure out how to respond to a person like Lee Know.
“People seem to enjoy my ears,” she pulled at her tail again, shyly, “my friend always strokes them when we’re watching films or playing games,”
Lee Know noticed how she beamed upon mentioning her friend and he found himself smiling with her.
“I think it’s an anxiety thing for him,” she pondered as he gaze fell to the dirty floor they were both resting on, “so...if it helps, you can do that...too,” she pulled at the fabric of the carpet and then at her tail before finally finishing my covering both of her hands with her sleeves to try and stop that habit.
“I’m actually looking for another couple of hybrids,” Lee Know pointed out and his chocolate brown eyes flickered to meet hers, “well, a friend group with a couple of hybrids in it,” he sighed and then leaned back on a few boxes that looked less than comfortable; eyes now shut.
“Are they family?” she questioned carefully.
“Might as well be,” he replied with a soft smile, “they’re a pain but as the cheesy movies would say, they are my pain,”
She found herself laughing once again at the drenching of sarcasm coming from the man, his attitude and humour quite different from Felix’s.
“If I manage to get back to my friend, I’m sure we could help you find them,” she suggested before yawning loudly and without covering her mouth, allowing Lee Know to see her fangs, “he’s always wanting to help people,” she added with a sleepy smile and brought her bag onto the floor so she could eventually use it as a pillow.
Lee Know didn’t reply.
She assumed he had fallen asleep, a small blessing as she all but crashed after her offer.
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Summary: Y/N works a clinic specifically for hybrids what happens when eight hybrids with very different personalities end up in her care
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Chapter 2: famous hybrid
It was Friday, which meant you could finally take a break from your hectic work life. You threw the blankets off and were met with a chill in the air, so you grabbed a hoodie from your closet. Yawning, you thought to yourself, "I should go see if Chan is doing any better."
You tiptoed down the hallway in case your new hybrid wolf, Chan, was still snoozing as you approached the door. You had gone from living a solitary life with no obligations to being responsible for another creature overnight.
Opening the door to Chan's room, you saw him stirring in his sleep. His chest rose and fell with each breath, his fur rustling as he shifted positions. You couldn't help but feel a sense of calm wash over you as you watched him sleep.
You approached Chan cautiously, aware of how deceptively tranquil he appeared. The soft sound of your footsteps barely disturbing the stillness that surrounded him. You very carefully nudged him awake and spoke softly in his ear, "Chan, wake up. Come on, I'll make us some breakfast."
In a flash, Chan's eyes flew open with such force it seemed as though they could shatter glass. He glared at you with an intensity that was almost threatening before realizing it was only you who had woken him from his slumber. "Y/N," he said, his voice ragged with sleep. "I'm sorry. I don't understand what possessed me to react in such a way."
The room felt heavy with tension, like a storm cloud hanging low before bursting into a torrential downpour. The air was thick with the scent of burning incense and the sharp tang of metal. It felt like the calm before the storm, like anything could happen at any moment.
"Hey don't sweat it I should have been more careful anyway since it's my day off how about we go shopping." Chan's eyes softened as he looked at you, seemingly relieved that you weren't angry at him for his initial reaction. "Shopping sounds great," he replied, his tail wagging in excitement.
You smiled, glad to see Chan in better spirits.
"All right, but before we go out I must put a collar on you for safety reasons."
Hybrids that aren't officially owned are required to have a collar when going out, whereas those who do have an owner usually get microchipped. Chan looked at you with fear in his eyes the collar brought trauma from his past life.
You knew that putting a collar on Chan might upset him, but you also knew it was for his own safety. You approached him slowly, trying to keep your movements calm and reassuring.
"Chan, I know the collar might be scary for you, but it's important for your safety. I promise to make it as comfortable as possible," you said, trying to soothe him.
Chan hesitated for a moment before nodding his head, indicating his reluctant agreement. You carefully slipped the collar around his neck, making sure it wasn't too tight, and fastened it securely. Chan let out a low growl, but you could tell it was more out of fear than anger.
"It's okay, Chan. Deep breaths," you said, stroking his fur gently.
After a few minutes, Chan seemed to calm down. He looked up at you with a mixture of gratitude and trust.
"Thanks, Y/N." You smiled at him before getting ready and heading out.
As they approached the mall, the aroma of popcorn and barbecue wafted through the air mixed with perfumes and cologne. The parking lot was jammed with cars, and people streamed in and out of the sliding glass doors.
Chan's brow furrowed as he looked around at the throngs of people rushing past him, some carrying shopping bags, others clutching children's hands. It was clear that he hadn't been to a mall before, but she squeezed his hand reassuringly as they navigated through the crowd.
"Chan if there's anything you want let me know I'll buy it for you." The hybrid
looked at you with a mix of surprise and gratitude, clearly not used to being offered such kindness.
"Thank you, Y/N. I don't really need anything, but I appreciate the offer," Chan replied, his tail wagging slightly.
As they walked through the mall, Chan seemed fascinated by everything around him. He sniffed the air, taking in the different scents that wafted by and his eyes darted around as he watched people walk by. You pointed out different stores and explained what they sold, and Chan listened attentively. Suddenly, Chan froze in his tracks
"What is it, Chan?" you asked,
Chan gestured towards a poster outside of a store which featured an iconic hybrid model. "I didn't realize hybrids could get jobs," he remarked.
"Well, you know that Hyunjin isn't just any ordinary hybrid; he's a ferret hybrid who is very popular in the field for his good looks."
Hyunjin had been the poster-hybrid for the world of hybrids, with his owners working hard to keep him in the public eye. But then he went missing without a trace.
Speculation ran rampant, with questions swirling around why and how he vanished from sight. Were his owners involved? Some said yes while others shook their heads in disbelief.
You could see the intrigue and curiosity written all over Chan's face. He couldn't believe that a hybrid could become so famous and popular.
"Y/N, do you think I could become a famous hybrid too?" Chan asked, his eyes shining with hope.
You smiled at him, touched by his innocence and ambition. "Of course, Chan. You could be anything you want to be. Just remember to always stay true to yourself."
Chan beamed at you, his tail wagging furiously. You could tell that he was excited by the prospect of a bright future ahead of him.
As they continued to walk through the mall, you noticed that people were staring at Chan. Some looked at him with admiration, while others looked at him with fear and suspicion. You could tell that Chan was becoming increasingly uncomfortable, so you decided to leave the mall and head back home.
On the drive back, Chan was quiet, lost in thought. You could tell that he was still processing everything he had seen and experienced.
"Chan, are you okay?" you asked, worried about him.
Chan looked at you, his eyes serious. "I just can't believe how different the world is for hybrids. It's like we're constantly under scrutiny and can never truly be ourselves."
You nodded, understanding his frustration. "It's not fair, but we'll work to change that. You should never have to feel like you have to hide who you are."
Chan smiled at you gratefully, his eyes wide with relief. You returned the gesture and then followed his gaze to the rod, but before you could do anything else, Chan yelled out a warning. Instinctively, your foot slammed down on the break, barely avoiding a collision with a figure that seemed to come out of nowhere.
As they stumbled away, you saw their clothes were covered in dirt and grime - but something about them seemed off-kilter. Then it hit you: they had a tail.
You looked at Chan and saw the fear in his eyes, realizing that the hybrid was probably one who didn't have an owner. You knew that living on the streets was dangerous, especially for hybrids who were often subject to cruelty and abuse.
"Chan, we have to help them," you said, determined to do what you could for the hybrid.
Chan nodded his agreement, and you got out of the car and approached the hybrid cautiously. They looked up at you with a mix of fear and desperation in their eyes.
"Are you okay?" you asked gently, hoping to put them at ease.
The hybrid nodded, but you could tell they were lying. They were thin, their clothes ragged and torn, and their eyes were sunken in from lack of sleep and malnutrition.
"You don't have to be scared," Chan said softly, "We want to help you." The hybrid looked up at Chan, and you could see the recognition in their eyes.
"You're a hybrid too," they said, their voice hoarse from disuse.
Chan nodded, a solemn look on his face. "Yes, I am. And I know what it's like to be out on the streets with no one to turn to."
The other hybrid looked at him with a mixture of surprise and gratitude. "Thank you. I haven't had much luck finding help lately."
You could see that the hybrid was in bad shape, and you knew that something needed to be done to help them.
"Chan, can you get a blanket from the trunk? We need to get them some food and water too," you said, gesturing towards the other hybrid.
Chan nodded and quickly retrieved a blanket from the trunk. You wrapped it around the other hybrid's shoulders, trying to provide some warmth and comfort.
"Here, drink some water," you said, handing them a bottle.
The other hybrid drank greedily, their thirst quenched after days without proper hydration. You could see the relief in their eyes as they continued to drink.
After they finished, you handed them a sandwich and some fruit. They ate hungrily, their hunger pangs finally subsiding.
"Thank you so much," the other hybrid said between bites. "I can't tell you how much this means to me."
"You don't have to thank us," Chan said. "We're just doing what we can to help."
The other hybrid looked at Chan with newfound respect and admiration. "You're a good hybrid, Chan. I wish there were more like you out there."
You could see the change in the other hybrid's demeanor, their fear and desperation replaced by hope and gratitude.
"Listen, we can't just leave you out here like this," you said, determined to help them in any way you could. "Y/N has a spare room at her place and you're welcome to stay there until you get back on
help those in need, one at a time. And that's exactly what you planned on doing for this hybrid.
When you reached your apartment, you pointed the hybrid in the direction of the guest room and let them know where the bathroom was. As you walked away from the room, you heard the shower start up, and you breathed a sigh of relief. Turning your gaze, you saw Chan leaning against the
Chan glanced up at the wall, pondering. "I understand that we've saved them, but I'm not sure getting emotionally invested in them is a wise idea."
You nodded in agreement, understanding Chan's reservations. "I know what you mean, Chan. It's hard not to get attached, but we have to think about what's best for everyone involved."
Chan looked at you, his eyes lighting up with understanding. "Right, we can't just take them in without thinking about the consequences. We need to be responsible and make sure that we can provide for them."
You smiled at Chan, proud of how much he had grown and matured. "Exactly. We'll make sure that we're doing everything we can to help them, but we'll also make sure that we're not putting ourselves in a difficult situation."
Chan nodded, his tail wagging slightly. "I understand. And I think we can do this, Y/N. We can help them and make a difference in their lives." You smiled at Chan, knowing that he was right.
The gurgle and whistle of the shower stopped, and a light steam filled the room. The bathroom door creaked open slowly as if under its own power. And there stood Hyunjin, the famous ferret hybrid - fur shining, striped tail twitching. You and Chan were stunned; what was going on here?
All the gossip rags said he had vanished without a trace, yet there he was right in front of Chan and you.
Hyunjin stared back at you and spoke " umm I really enjoyed the shower and thank you for letting me into your home."
You and Chan were both at a loss for words, surprised by the sudden appearance of a famous hybrid in your home. Chan recovered first and spoke up, "It's no problem at all. We're just glad we could help you."
Hyunjin smiled at Chan gratefully before turning his attention back to you. "I'm sorry to intrude like this, but I didn't know where else to go."
You could see the fear and desperation in his eyes, and you knew that he was in trouble.
"It's okay," you said reassuringly, "You can stay here until things calm down."
Hyunjin nodded, a relieved look on his face. "Thank you so much. I really appreciate it."
You could see that Hyunjin was still shaking, and you knew that he needed some rest. "Chan, can you show Hyunjin to the guest room? He looks like he could use some sleep."
Chan nodded and led Hyunjin to the guest room, making sure that he had everything he needed before leaving him to rest.
As you sat on the couch, contemplating the sudden turn of events, Chan joined you.
"I can't believe it," Chan said, still in shock. "Hyunjin, one of the most famous hybrids, is sleeping in our guest room."
You chuckled at Chan's excitement, but you could also see the worry in his eyes. "We need to be careful, Chan. Who knows what kind of trouble Hyunjin is in."
Chan gave a solemn nod in response. "You are correct," he said. "We must remain cautious and ensure that we don't put ourselves in harm's way." Little did either of you know in the room was a frightened Hyunjin whose life was about to take an unexpected turn.
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Nesting - Prequel - Changbin and Felix
: ̗̀➛ Meeting and working with your boss is fun, and brings along a few new interesting friends.
: ̗̀➛ warnings: smut (masturbation), mentions of corporate life (gross), Felix is a flirt
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Nesting: Part 1 | Nesting Part 2
You had nothing to be scared of.
That was the mantra you had been repeating all morning as you worked through the mountain of emails you always had on a Monday morning. You were used to the “Why didn’t you get this done?” emails, and the “New work came through over the weekend.” ones that always greeted you. What you weren’t used to was an email from the CEOs PA, requesting your presence on the top floor for an important meeting. There wasn’t much more information other than it was just going to be you and the CEO.
You had never really met the elusive Seo Changbin; you had only ever seen him at the one work event you subjected yourself too. He had seemed in such a rush, or maybe it was just his normal speed to only offer brief nods to the various Directors, thank everyone for coming, and hightail it out of there. To be fair, you couldn’t really blame him. You hated large events and only went because your Director had not-so-subtly warned that non-attendance would look negative come annual reviews.
Your only impression of Changbin was that he was handsome and clearly took care of himself well. You hadn’t been aware that he even knew who you were among the hundreds of employees at your office, but apparently you were more well-known that you thought if you had a private meeting with him.
You had only really managed to get through half of what you normally would have by this time in the day, mind too busy on concocting various theories as to why you were meeting with him.
Had you seriously fucked up on a proposal?
Had you accidentally swore in an email to an important client?
Had people complained to HR about your outfits? In your opinion, there was nothing wrong with them. It wasn’t your fault you were blessed with curvy genetics and a penchant for flattering pants.
Before you could spiral further into a pit of worry, the alarm you had set on your phone rang out, jolting you up from your desk in surprise. You didn’t know if you should pocket the device; surely it was normal for anyone in your age range to be carrying their phone, even if it was just into a meeting. You didn’t dwell on it too much, sliding it into your pocket and making the anxious trek upstairs, avoiding the curious looks from your coworkers as you stepped into the elevator. It wasn’t normal for you to be leaving at this time; you were usually chained to your desk until at least 1pm when you’d begrudgingly answer your growling stomach and go find something to eat.
You tried to quell the anxious tapping of your hands against your legs, on the short but seemingly endless trip up to level 26, not wanting to metaphorically get caught with your pants down. You couldn’t go into this meeting expecting the worst. And you certainly couldn’t let anyone push you around for something as stupid as tight pants; you were sure it was going to come up.
The elevator door opened into a quiet lobby, and you could only faintly hear mumbling and keyboards tapping away somewhere in the distance. There mustn’t be many people that work up here. Inching out into the open, you looked around, clearly lost.
“Can I help you?” A monotonous, almost condescending voice, broke the quiet, clearly directed at you. You somewhat recognised the person behind the voice, but couldn’t quite place where you would know them from.
“I’m here to see Mr Seo?” You phrased it like a question, still unsure about the whole situation. It was still so fucking weird. When the man simply raised an eyebrow, you continued. “My name is Y/N Y/L/N. I... have a meeting at 11.”
You clasped your hands together in front of you, shrinking minutely when the corners of the mans mouth twitched, clearly amused at the sight of you.
“Right. He’s down here.” He gestured down one of the many halls that branched off from the main lobby, already walking down it like he owned the place, not even bothering to look back to see if you were following him. You scampered after him quickly, realised that made you look like an idiot, and slowed to a semi-respectable pace, still keeping your distance as you followed him down the hall until he stopped abruptly in front of two heavy looking doors.
The man briefly turned to look at you, giving you a once over, clearly not enjoying what he saw, before turning back to the doors and knocking.
“Y/N for you, Mr Seo,” the man yelled out, making you jump slightly as it echoed through the empty hallway.
You didn’t hear a response, but clearly the guy did, since he gestured for you to open the doors, turning away and hightailing it back towards the lobby.
You did one last round of tapping your thighs; mostly to get rid of the clammy feeling that had persistently been there since you had first seen the invite; before pulling open the door, stumbling a little at how heavy it was. What was the purpose of doors that weighed as much as the average human?
You got it halfway open before you slipped inside, letting it fall shut behind you with a loud thump.
“Oh, sorry. It’s stupidly heavy, I know.”
Mr Seo was sat on a cozy looking love-seat, reading over some absurdly large document. Without looking up, he gestured for you to sit in the armchair closest to him. You followed his direction, perching on the edge of the chair awkwardly, your hands wringing nervously on your lap. You tried not to peek at him or whatever he was so focused on, but couldn’t help the brief look at the document, making out “Contract for Sale” in bold letters along the top; the rest of the writing too small for you to be able to read normally, let alone upside down. Of course he would just be sitting here signing off on some new property; it was probably a weekly occurrence for him.
You didn’t notice he had stopped looking over the document until he cleared his throat, making you jump in surprise, wrenching your gaze away from the document to instead look at his face. He looked amused as he threw the document onto the cushion next to him.
“It’s my sisters,” he offered you after a beat of awkward silence. “I don’t just buy properties in my spare time.”
Well fuck. Could he read minds?
“Of course not,” you whispered in reply.
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and clasping his hands together in front, levelling you with a friendly gaze. “Please don’t be nervous, you’re not getting fired.” Changbin gestured to the coffee table in front of you both, and it was only then that you noticed another document, albeit way less thick and imposing, facing you so you could actually read it this time. “Your director has moved into another role, and he recommended you to fill his shoes.”
“He... What?” You snatched up the document, not really believing what you were seeing and hearing. “He recommended me? For a director role? But I’ve only been here a short time... Surely there are people more qualified for the role...” Despite what you were saying, you couldn’t help yourself and started flicking through the new employment contract, choking a little when you saw the remuneration section. You looked back up at Changbin’s face in disbelief, trying not to be offended when he giggled at the horrified look on your face. You had never seen so many zeros at the end of a salary offer.
“I didn’t want to pry too much, but I had a look over some of your work and spoke to some other directors that you’ve worked with, just to be certain you were the right woman for the job. I don’t think he could’ve made a better recommendation.” Changbin shifted in his seat, opting to lean back against the back of the loveseat, stretching his legs out in front of him. If you weren’t still in a state of shock, you probably would’ve marveled more over how his suit pants were stretching over his thick thighs, outlining deep rivets of muscle that he obviously worked hard for. “I know it’s a little short notice, but we planned to move Mr Kim into the new role in a few weeks, and ideally we’d like you to shadow him for at least a week to get a feel for the role. It would be great if you could have an answer for me by end of week? I can try to answer any questions you might have, and Mr Kim has made himself available to you as well if you’d prefer to speak to him.”
Letting out a shaky breath, you nodded, looking back down at the contract. God, you’d have to call your parents; they would know what to do.
“Now obviously, you can see we have someone new with us. This is Y/N, she is taking over the director role from Mr Kim. Please make her feel welcome.”
You inwardly cursed at the awkward smile you were giving everyone, mostly likely more of a grimace, nodding your head politely when they all turned to look at you. Most of them nodded back, a few offered you soft ‘welcomes’, before everyone turned back to Changbin.
“I don’t want to take up too much of your time; we just need to go over policies surrounding the interns and graduates that will be starting next week.”
You tuned out, already having spoken about this earlier in the week; you were quite familiar with the policies since you were the one normally taking care of the interns and grads. Instead, you opted to survey everyone in the room, trying to put names to faces to titles and figure out who you’d potentially be working with closely.
In the middle of glaring at a spot on the table as you tried to remember the woman’s name that sat across from you, you felt a soft nudge to your arm, and a notepad being subtly turned in your direction.
Choi Sooyoung. Christmas party. （＾ω＾）
Right. That’s where you knew her from. Apparently the company encourage friendly competition between the staff at parties, and it usually centred around entertainment. Your memory was hazy from the night, but you remember her singing. You scribbled back on the corner of the page;
Thank you ´･ᴗ･`
“Everyone should come up and introduce themselves at some point. Honestly, you’ll probably get tired of us always being at your door.”
Chan had been sat next to you during the meeting, and had waited patiently for you to pack your things up. You had heard of him; you knew he was one of the top producers at the company, and that loads of interns aspired to work in his team, both because he was talented and a great mentor, and also because he was very attractive, and there was nothing wrong with a little eye candy as your worked. You had never seen him before in person, but could see where they were all coming from.
“I really appreciate you helping me. It would’ve bugged me all day, honestly,” you laughed, following him down the hall and towards Changbin’s office; he had asked if you would like to go out for celebratory drinks and dinner after work, and Chan claimed he ‘needed the walk after sitting on his ass all day’. Chan didn’t bother knocking on the office door, opting to push it open, using just one hand and barely any force mind you, gesturing for you to enter first.
“I don’t remember inviting you.”
Changbin was sat on the same couch where you had first met him, but he was joined by a petite blonde boy leaning heavily against his side. The boy offered Chan a sweet and familial smile, before his big eyes flicked to you, looking a little unsure.
“Hey Lixie.” Chan stepped around your frozen body, collapsing into the vacant spot next to the boy, ruffling his blonde hair until it was fluffed up and the boy was whining at him. “This is Y/N.”
A look a recognition flashed over the boys face, shooting you a blinding smile. “Oh, right. I’m Felix! It’s nice to meet you!” He threw himself over Changbin’s lap, holding out a hand for you to shake. You shook it gingerly, a little shocked at how small his hands were. “Are you guys going out? Can I join? I won’t make a peep, I promise!” Felix was practically lying on Changbin now, and had rolled over in his lap to shoot his, boyfriend(?) the sweetest puppy eyes that you had ever seen. “Please Binnie?”
You knew Changbin was nice, but he was usually sporting furrowed brows and looks of pure concentration, and you had rarely ever seen him crack a smile, let alone be sporting a look a pure adoration, eyes and smile soft as he looked down at Felix in his lap. God, what you would give for someone to look at you like that. “Sure baby, you can come. You staying Chan?”
Chan shrugged, kicking his feet up on the coffee table in front of him and slouching further into the comfortable couch. “Won’t ever say no to free food.”
"Why don't I come out with you guys more often?" Felix was about half a bottle of soju deep, and was already resting his chin on his propped up hand, smiling dreamily at everyone sat around the table. "This is great. Free drinks, free food. Free eye candy," he wiggled his brows in what he probably thought was a seductive manner, but actually just made you giggle at the ludicrous expression he was making. "That includes you, Y/N. Not just these stinky boys."
Felix, you had learnt, was incredibly flirty and not at all shy about showing how much he appreciated the 'eye candy' he was blessed with. He had warmed up to you instantly, pushing you into the backseat of Changbin's ridiculously expensive and clean car, holding your hand the entire ride to the restaurant as he talked your ear off about what he had gotten up to that day. He had cuddled up next to you in the booth at the restaurant, sticking his tongue out at Changbin when the man pouted about not getting to sit next to his 'lovely kitty cat'; whatever that meant. When the boys had finished grilling the first plate of meat, Felix had pouted at you until you made him a ssam and hand fed him, periodically opening his mouth for more whenever he had stopped chattering and flirting. It would have made you nervous, your bosses boyfriend flirting so openly, if it weren't for the fondly exasperated look on Changbin's face every time Felix said something particularly dangerous.
"Yah, we're not stinky!" Changbin glared playfully across the table, snapping the BBQ tongs threateningly. "Take that back, you little minx!"
Felix turned his nose up petulantly, moving to wrap one arm around your waist, the other resting just above your knee, sharply tugging until you were practically sitting in his lap. "Never. Y/N is why I'm here. Learn to live with it, hyung."
You felt a hot flush creeping along your cheeks and down your neck, trying to wiggle out of the strong hold Felix had you in, letting out a high pitched shriek when he pinched your leg in retaliation.
"Felix," you warned, not really knowing what you were threatening, but willing to do almost anything to get out of his tight hold. You looked at Chan for help, grumbling when he just offered you a shrug, a cheeky smile, turning back to the grill. You couldn't quite brave looking to your boss for help; how fucking awkward. "Felix, honey, if you let me go, I can feed you more."
The hold he had on you loosened for a second, before tightening back up, the hand on your leg curling around your thigh and tugging your leg up until it was resting on his legs, your sides practically glued together now. "You only need one hand to use chopsticks, Y/N. Don't try to trick me."
The boys across from you laughed, depositing a few pieces of meat and grilled mushroom into your bowl. Traitors.
Felix let out a soft 'aaaahh' sound, chittering happily when you blew on a piece for him to cool it down before feeding it to him. He squeezed your thigh appreciatively with every mouthful, and if he wasn't holding it so tightly and glued to your side, you would've been tempted to awkwardly rub them together. Screw it; you had a hot guy glued to your side, practically moaning in your ear, holding you in places that had always been sensitive erogenous zones for you, you had been drinking and you couldn’t even remember the last time you had been intimate with anyone. You weren’t going to act on anything anyway.
You listened to the boys talk, feeding yourself and Felix every time more food was deposited into your bowl, mostly focused on how Felix’s fingers were mindlessly stroking the inside of your thigh. It was kind of ticklish, but mostly it was fuelling the annoying thrum in between your legs, making you wiggle a bit to see if the feeling would go down.
It didn't.
If anything, it kicked into high gear since Felix felt like he had to tighten his hold on you, effectively pining you down in your spot, small hands tightening to the point that would probably leave faint bruises the following day. For such a petite guy, he surely was strong.
You glared down at the empty bowl in front of you, hoping to god no one noticed the red flush finding its way back to your cheeks. Why couldn't you keep it together. Why couldn't you just enjoy a dinner paid for by your lovely boss like a normal person? Why couldn't you just stop clenching down on nothing like the desperate single woman you were? Why was Felix giggling? What was so funny about your misery that had the boy rubbing his face into your shoulder?
"You're so cute, Y/N," Felix purred, blinking up at you with those big eyes. You startled slightly when you noticed they almost started to narrow into slits, blinking quickly, assuming you just had too much to drink or that the lighting was so horrible that you were seeing things. "I could just eat you up."
"I'm sorry about him."
Chan was helping a giggling Felix back into the backseat of the car. He had launched himself out after you when Changbin had dropped you off at your apartment, pouting and clinging to you like a child not wanting to leave his mother. He had whined at you until you pressed a soft his to his cheek, promising you could have lunch together the next time he came into the office.
Changbin had stepped out at that point, flicking the younger boy lightly across the forehead and herding him back towards the idling car.
"It's okay. He's really sweet." You watched fondling as Felix breathed on the inside of the rolled up window, drawing a heart and winking at you.
"He doesn't actually normally take this well to strangers. I think it's the cat in him that makes him extra cautious," Changbin mumbled, almost nonchalant in the way he had just dropped a bomb on you. "Well, you should get in-Y/N? Are you okay?" You were probably gaping like a fish, but how else were you supposed to react to that.
"Cat? He's a hybrid?"
Changbin blinked at you slowly, very cat-like and probably a habit he had picked up unknowingly from Felix. "Yes... Sorry, I thought everyone knew. It's common knowledge around the office. Is... Is that a problem?" He was asking nicely, but there was an edge to his voice. A "we're going to have a problem if you say yes".
"N-no, of course not. I just... I didn't realise. He... He doesn't display the physical traits? I'm sorry, I'm not very knowledgeable about hybrids," you blurted out, wringing you hands in front of your stomach nervously. This was it. This was the moment you'd get fired. You barely even lasted a month.
"Oh, yeah they don't usually. I'm a little surprised they stayed dormant with how much he was drinking." Changbin had visibly deflated at your words, coming back from his fight or flight response. He went to continue but was interrupted by loud knocking. Felix was knocking on the window, and you could hear his whining even though it was closed and parking on the curb, a good 10 metres away. "Sorry, I better get him home. I'll see you on Monday."
Changbin started walking backwards, gesturing for you to get inside your building, not turning around until you were inside and the security door was safely locked behind you. What a gentleman.
It had been a good hour and a half since you had been dropped home. You had showered, taken a preventative headache tablet, drank two whole cups of water, brushed your teeth, and been lying in the dark for at least 30 minutes. Sleep was not coming to you. Your brain couldn't switch off from the absolute weird way your night had turned.
You expected a few drinks and some food with Changbin, and a relatively early night. Not to be shamelessly flirted with by your bosses hybrid(!), turning you on to the point where not even the blast of cold water in the shower had helped.
"I need therapy," you sighed, reaching blindly into your nightstand drawer for the familiar silicone toy kept there. One orgasm couldn't hurt. You wouldn't even think of Felix. You'd think of one of the male protagonists in a film you had watched recently, or of the weird porn film your university friends had watched on a drunken night meant for studying.
Shucking your shorts off, you slid further under the covers; you lived alone but still felt embarrassed by the loud noises your toys tended to make, feeling like your neighbours couldn't probably hear you and would come knocking at god awful times to tell you off.
Letting out a shaky breath, you switched the toy on, flinching at the soft buzzing noise that filled the previously silent room. Pressing it softly to your clit, you shuddered at the feeling, already a little too turned on for teasing. It had been a LONG time.
You circled your clit lightly, closing your eyes and trying to conjure up an image that would help; anything that wasn't the soft blonde locks and pretty freckles and small hands that were gripping your thigh so tightly just hours before. You let out a groan at the pulse that went through your core at the image, feeling insanely guilty for getting off to the thought of the sweet hybrid. It's okay. He doesn't have to know. No one does. One night, and you'll be over it.
You brought the toy down to your hole, already wet and creating obscene slick noises when you ran the toy through your folds to collect some of the wetness to make the slide easier.
Breathing out deeply, you pushed the toy in, a little ashamed at how easily it slid in, but immediately relieved when you had something to fill you up; you really needed to get laid more.
Shifting into a better position, you angled the toy a little forward, thrusting it in experimentally, the vibrations making your tummy clench and your legs shake as you searched for the spot that would make the guilt end quicker.
You couldn't stop thinking about how Felix had pinned you down so easily, gripping your soft fleshy parts, hiking your leg up onto his lap so you were almost splayed out inappropriately; in public too. You wondered if sex with a hybrid was different than sex with a human; did they let themselves go? Did they embrace their animalistic side more freely? Felix seemed like he would be good and submissive when you had first met him, but the way he had looked at you and wrangled you to his liking make you think he had a wild side that he didn't get to show too much.
So deep in your thoughts, you didn't realise the toy had slid out of your grip slightly, but ended up rubbing directly against the spongey spot inside of you, making you squeal out in delight, turning to bite your pillow to muffle the noise. Getting a better grip on the toy, you rolled onto your side slightly, bending your leg and thrusting the toy inside with a renewed vigour, hitting the soft spot with every thrust.
"Oh god, fuck I wanna cum." You didn't know who you were talking to, you were alone, but you could picture Felix in front of you, keeping his hands to himself as he watch you get off, letting out little moans of his own to goad you on.
It was a little awkward, but you brought your free hand down to your clit to rough tight circles on it, nearly howling with how good it felt. The knot in your stomach was so close to snapping, your orgasm was right there, but you just couldn't go over the edge. You needed something. You needed Felix. You needed him to grip your leg tight, tight enough to leave dark bruises, to push his face into your neck and leave soft kisses there; his lips looked so soft, you just knew they would feel heavenly on you.
"I need you to cum for me Y/N. Pretty please. Then I can fuck you and make you cum again on my cock. Please Y/N. Please cum for me."
You could practically hear him saying it, and it surely set you over the edge. Turning your face completely into your pillow to muffle the loud groans that left you, you kept thrusting the toy inside, clenching and pulsing down on it and making it slightly difficult to push and pull, but you weren't too keen on being empty just yet. The fingers on your clit at stopped, gripping tightly at the sheets under you instead as you shivered your way through one of the best orgasm you had had in a while, legs shaking and chest heaving with the effort it took to keep you awake.
Yep. You definitely needed therapy.
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you make me wet
Pairing: Chan/Changbin
Rating: Explicit 18+
Word Counter: 2.8k
Tags and Warnings: Alternate Universe - A/B/O, non-traditional A/B/O, top omega Changbin, bottom alpha Chan, hybrids, friends with benefits, sexual experimentation, degradation, small dicks (please read the the tags on ao3 before reading)
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Changbin is pretty caught off guard when Chan mentions wanting to bottom for the first time, but it also makes him hornier than he's ever been.
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Guys I need help finding a fix on ao3 it’s a stray kids hybrid fic. It’s starts off with changbin and Minho both being bunny hybrids but changbin feels insecure bc the rest of skz always caters to Minho and gives him more affection even tho both changbin and Minho are bunny hybrids. Then at some point Minho doesn’t want all the attention anymore bc he wants to date someone so that leaves changbin getting all the love and affection. It ends with Minho and changbin confessing to each other. It’s a smut fic!
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Got me nervous to speak pt.1
↬pairing: Lee know|Lee Minho/Seo Changbin
↬rating: G
↬tags: awkward meetings; cat!Minho; Bunny!Changbin; possesive behaviour; roommates minchan
↬summary: Chan's new roommate is weird. Not because he is a cat hybrid but because he just keeps staring at Changbin.
↬a/n: Minho making biscuits on Changbin’s chest everyone
#minbin hybrids once again#cat minho#bunny changbin#minbin#love my minbin#kpop fanfiction#stray kids#stray kids fanfiction#stray kids fanfic#stray kids changbin#stray kids minbin#skz fanfic#skz fluff#seo changbin fanfic#seo changbin writing#leeknow writing#leeknow fanfic#lee minho writing
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