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Roses & Thorns | Chapter 20 [FINAL]

Genre: Hybrid!AU, fluff, angst

Pairing: Hybrid!OT7 x Female!Reader | Alpaca!Seokjin, Panther!Yoongi, Fox!Hoseok, Wolf!Namjoon, Bear!Jimin, Tiger!Taehyung, Bunny!Jungkook

Summary: Y/N is a rehabilitator of hybrids who have been abused or being sold for auction. It’s an illegal thing to do, but she feels strongly that this is the right thing. For many years, she has saved hundreds of hybrids who have needed her help, even for her young age, and six of them decided to stay with her. Namjoon, who was the second saved, initiated an intimate relationship, which Taehyung, who was the first saved, wanted in on. Over time, some of the hybrids that came after the two wanted to join in on the relationship. Now, Y/N has saved a very rare fox hybrid named Hoseok, who is very curious and even more broken. He has the choice to stay with these people and maybe join their relationship or move on to a rehabilitated district where he can have a life of his own. What will he choose?

Warning: Mentions of Abuse, Sexual Assault, Suicide & Mental Illness! Read with Caution <3 | Suggestions of Smut? (I’m not good at writing smut, so it’s just implied… ^_^); Profanity; GORE!!

Word Count: 1,225

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8 // Chapter 9 // Chapter 10 // Chapter 11 // Chapter 12 // Chapter 13 // Chapter 14 // Chapter 15 // Chapter 16 // Chapter 17 // Chapter 18 // Chapter 19 //

Author’s Note: Welcome to Chapter 20! Please let me know what you think of this chapter, I love getting feedback! I hope you enjoyed it!!! ^_^

**5 Years Later**

Since we were all rehabilitated, life has been so much easier. Everyone worked, and our home became a point to help the newest hybrids find places to live and get jobs. Actually, our big family got a little bigger.

I sat in the garden that Jimin recreated to look like the one from home, an eight-year-old girl running over and sitting with me. How was she so much older? We adopted her after finding out only three of the boys were sterile, and it was already difficult to get pregnant.

“Mom, whatcha reading?” She questioned, looking into my book.

“Oh, just a small book. What’s up darling?” I questioned, eyeing her.

“Some people made fun of me at school,” He grumbled, looking into her lap. I placed my book down, looking sad. This girl had black hair, and she was a human, her brown eyes looking so sad and pitiful.

“Oh, baby, what did they say?” I questioned, making her turn to face me.

“They said it was weird I had seven hybrid dads… and only one mom. They said I didn’t belong here…” She said, biting her lip.

“They did what?” Jin asked, walking through with a little hybrid boy with cheetah ears and a long tail. He was six and clung to Jin like cling wrap.

“Dad,” The little girl said, embarrassed.

“No, sweetie, you need to tell Yoongi,” He replied, sitting with the little boy who swatted his ears.

“Tell me what?” Yoongi asked, entering with Hoseok, who carried another little girl hybrid who had red panda ears and a bushy tail wrapped around Hoseok’s waist. She was about four, and already in love with Hoseok.

“She’s being bullied,” I replied, making a sad face as she stared at me, frowning. “Baby, they would’ve found out anyway.”

“What? Why,” Yoongi demanded, making me give a small glare.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” She said quietly as Yoongi walked over, kneeling besides us both, Yoongi placing a hand on my knee.

“They said it was weird to have seven dads, and that she doesn’t belong,” I said. Before Yoongi could blow up, Jimin stomped through.

“No way! If anything, you’re twice as lucky!” He shouted, making the poor girl flinch. I grabbed her, setting her on my lap.

She was always a lot closer to Jimin and Yoongi than the other boys, while the little boy hybrid clung to Jin and the little girl hybrid loved Hoseok. Taehyung walked in with another human boy who was about ten, looking happy as can be. He loved Taehyung and Jungkook the most, and always liked to play video games with them.

The only one who didn’t have someone to cling to him was Namjoon. He was kind of the big, bad dad. The leader of everyone, the one who did the dirty work, the grounding. I felt so sorry, because Namjoon is the one who wanted kids the most and is the one who even suggested trying. It’s not that they don’t love him, the children loved all of their parents, they all just had preferences.

“I can talk to the principal tomorrow,” Namjoon said, walking over and kissing the top of her head. “Don’t worry, baby.”

“Thanks daddy,” She mumbled, hugging him and running to get the other human boy to play. I saw a spark of happiness ripple through eyes, and the other two children ran after them, playing not too far from us.

“Baby, did you ever hear from the doctor?” Hoseok questioned, looking concerned.

“Doctor?” Jungkook asked, wide eyed and walking to us. “Why? Y/N, are you okay?”

“Yes, Kookie, I’m fine. I just haven’t been feeling too good the past couple of months, I went to make sure I was okay,” I said, smiling. My phone went off, and I smiled at the ID. “Speak of the devil. Hello, doctor.”

“Miss Y/L/N, I have wonderful news,” She said, making me squint my eyes. “You’re pregnant.”

“What?” I asked, wide eyed. Namjoon and Yoongi, who were closest to me, went wide eyed as well. The other boys just looked confused. “Are you joking?”

“Not at all. You’re a couple months along, which explains the menstruation lose and the uncomfortable state you’ve been in. From what it looks like, you’re going to have twins, but it’s too early to confirm. By the rate they’re growing, at least one is a hybrid, so you may have them sooner than nine months,” She said, and I gripped Namjoon’s hand, who had so much hope in his eyes. The only fertile ones were Hoseok, Jungkook, and Namjoon…. I think Hoseok and Jungkook kind of gave up a year ago, but Namjoon always wanted to keep trying.

“Can you confirm the hybrid?” I asked, a couple tears falling.

“From my data, it’s a wolf,” She said, making me ungrasp Namjoon’s hand and put it to my crying eyes. “Tell Namjoon congrats for me, along with the other boys.”

She hung up, and Namjoon knelt in front of me, eyes filled with hope and love. He grasped my cheeks, not saying a word, but asking millions of questions.

“I’m pregnant,” I cried, making the other boys circle around us. “With possible twins.”

“What?!” Jin exclaimed, smiling bright. “That’s great news!”

“Namjoon, it’s gotta be yours, right?” Jungkook asked, eyes bright.

“Maybe by blood, but it’s all of ours,” He said, tears streaming as he hugged me. “We’re adding two more to this family.”

“Ones a hybrid,” I whispered, making him pull away in surprise. “They’re growing faster, so they’ll be here sooner than nine months.”

“Oh my god, we have to prepare!” Namjoon said, standing up and grabbing Jin and Taehyung. “We’re going out. Baby, I’ll send you pictures, you have to rest, stay here. We’ll be back with supplies.” They ran off before I could say a word, making me chuckle and shake my head, wiping my tears of happiness.

“You’d think they’d be used to it by now, after having four,” I said, chuckling. Hoseok picked me up bridal style, making me yelp in surprise.

“You’re not walking, I’ll carry you everywhere,” He said, protectively.

“Oh no, not you guys too,” I said, giggling.

“Dad, why are you holding Mom up?” The human boy asked, running over.

“Kids,” I said, making Hoseok set me down. I knelt to their height, a protective Yoongi and Jimin hovering over me. “How do you feel about adding two more family members?”

“Like, from the shelter?” The hybrid boy asked, eyes excited.

“Not exactly,” I said, pointing to my belly. “There’s two in here.”

“You’re pregnant!” The human boy and girl shouted, getting excited.

“Are you going to get rid of us now…?” The little hybrid girl asked, tears falling.

“Baby, no,” I whispered, pulling her into a hug. “You are all a part of this family, just as much as these two. Our big family is just going to get a little bigger.”

They started to get more and more excited as time went on. I couldn’t help but reminisce on the past. We were all so broken, came from such broken households, and we were able to find each other. Everyone is similar to a rose with thorns, you just need to get past the thorns before you get witness the rose.

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daydream-hobii · 6 years

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Roses & Thorns | Chapter 19

Genre: Hybrid!AU, fluff, angst

Pairing: Hybrid!OT7 x Female!Reader | Alpaca!Seokjin, Panther!Yoongi, Fox!Hoseok, Wolf!Namjoon, Bear!Jimin, Tiger!Taehyung, Bunny!Jungkook

Warning: Mentions of Abuse, Sexual Assault, Suicide & Mental Illness! Read with Caution <3 | Suggestions of Smut? (I’m not good at writing smut, so it’s just implied… ^_^); Profanity; GORE!!

Word Count: 1,359

Author’s Note: Welcome to Chapter 19! Please let me know what you think of this chapter, I love getting feedback! I hope you enjoyed it!!! ^_^

I felt my heart sink to my stomach as I came to the realization that my life was done…. It was over, and I couldn’t do anything about it. I walked closer to the light, hot tears streaming down my cheeks. The closer I got to it, the stronger I felt.

When I reached the opening, I took a shaky breath, but before I could step through it, it disappeared. I heard a small voice in my head say not yet…. What could that possibly mean? I turned around to see another door, this one having a picture. I could see my body hooked up to some medical machinery, and my eyes were closed. Yoongi was sitting next to me, crying. I walked toward it, too bewildered to be confused by the events.

“This is all my fault…” He whispered, sniffling. “I attacked you…. I’m the one who should’ve been shot, not you.”

“Yoongi, no,” I tried speaking, but nothing sounded. I was in front of this window in time now, and I finally understood. Not yet, I get another chance at life. My boys, they need me. I didn’t even hesitate before I jumped in, swirling back into life.

I woke up, but kept my eyes closed. I had a tube down my throat, no doubt for nutrients and air. I felt weaker than I did in the darkness, pain shooting through my entire body. I listened to Yoongi continue to cry, speaking to me.

“God, I promised to always protect you…. Please, please don’t leave me,” He cried, placing his head down.

“Don’t leave us,” A new sobbing voice joined, and I could tell it was Hoseok. “Yoongi, baby, you’ve been sat in here for almost two weeks…. You need to eat.”

“I’m not leaving her,” He choked out, and I could feel his eyes on me.

I took the time to open my eyes, reacting negatively to the bright lights. I made them adjust, looking into the eyes of Yoongi. I weakly put my hand to his cheek as he stared in shock, making me smile as much as I could with a tube. I motioned for him to go eat, but he ignored my advancements.

“She’s awake… Hey, she’s awake!!” He shouted, and I watched Hoseok run out. I closed my eyes, sighing in relief.

The boys all had to exit so they could take out all the tubing, which was both uncomfortable and strange. I had a breathing nose tube that sat in my nose and behind my ears, and they immediately got me some water. They set the bed so I was sitting up to talk to everyone, but still had a soft surface to lean on. I sighed, waiting for the boys to reenter, and when they did, they were all crying, even Namjoon, who almost never cries.

“Y/N,” Jimin choked out, walking over and hugging me, making me wince in pain. He threw himself back, letting out another sob as I shook my head.

“Hey, no, it’s okay, it just surprised me. My body is still weak, Jiminie,” I explained, making him sit back down and gently hold my hand. I took a moment to think about how crackly and groggy my voice sounded from not talking for so long.

“You’re alive,” Namjoon said, shaking his head.

“What… happened?” I asked, looking around. “You wouldn’t be in here if we weren’t…”

“You’ve been out for almost two weeks,” Jin explained, wiping his tears and holding a crying Jungkook.

“Kookie,” I said, quietly. “Baby….”

He walked over to the other side, sitting down and hugging me, and I hugged back as tight as I could, sighing into his shoulder, looking at the crying boys behind him. I must have scared them so bad….

“I thought you were dead…” Jungkook choked out, making me hold him tighter.

“After the three of you left, Emily talked to all of us, and she thought it was a trap. It seemed too easy, too planned out. So, she called some reinforcement from the rehabilitated counties,” Namjoon explained, tears continuing to fall.

“After I was shot, I heard a lot of screaming and panic,” I said, nodding, causing them all to wince. “Was that our saviors?”

“Yes, they saw you and took us all back… here,” Hoseok said, trying to keep a straight face. “You were bleeding so bad…. Jungkook and I didn’t know what to do….”

“When Namjoon, Jin, and Taehyung saw you, I don’t think their eyes ever went so dark…” Jimin whispered, continuing to hold my hand, Jungkook finally pulling away and staring at the bed, continuing to sob.

“They went after Jinwoo,” Yoongi finally said, staring at me. “I was still on the ground from the drugs…. They saw he had a gun and charged straight for him. Jimin came to your side….”

“I’m surprised Jinwoo survived the beating he got from them,” Jimin said, throwing out a choked laugh as Namjoon, Jin, and Taehyung let out a protective growl. “You would’ve been proud, Y/N.”

“I’m sure I would’ve,” I choked out, smiling at the three. “He didn’t hurt you?”

“No, he tried shooting, but we were faster,” Namjoon said, flashing his fangs in a smirk.

“Yoongi,” I said, putting my full attention on him. “It is not your fault.”

He broke down right there, kneeling down with his head in his hands. Jungkook walked over, helping him stand and come over, sitting him on the bed as he hugged me tight. I ignored the pain, knowing my panther needed my love.

“It is, if I hadn’t of hurt you,” He choked, making me pull away and placing my hands on his cheeks.

“Don’t you ever say that,” I said, firmly. The rest of the boys sat around, Hoseok sitting behind Yoongi and rubbing his back. “I chose to come after you. I chose to push you out of the way. If it’s anyone’s fault, it’s my own.”

“But—” He started, but I cut him off.

“No buts, Yoongi,” I said, giving a small smile. I leaned in, giving him the smallest kiss I could muster before pulling away. He scrunched up his face, rubbing his lips gently.

“I love you, but your lips feel horrible,” He choked out, making us all laugh.

“Dude,” Jin said, giggling to himself.

“No, I think we all needed that,” I replied, rubbing the back of my neck, feeling tired.

“You still need to rest, Y/N,” Taehyung said, looking concerned.

“Tae, I’ve rested for almost two weeks, I’ll be okay for a few more hours,” I said, smiling at him. “So… we’re home? A rehabilitated county?”

“We’re home,” Jin confirmed, smiling down at me. “Your higher ups took good care of us, they placed us in the home you bought here. We’ve all moved in and have been waiting on you.”

“Y/N, we all have jobs!” Taehyung said, excitedly.

“Yeah? As what?” I asked, eyes bright.

“I’m a Doctor, Namjoon is a cop,” Jin said, smiling softly. “Yoongi is a bartender, Hoseok a dance instructor.”

“Hobi, I didn’t know you dance,” I said, smiling at him.

“I didn’t either,” He replied, blushing.

“He’s brilliant at it,” Taehyung said, kissing the top of his head.

“Jimin’s a deputy to Namjoon,” Jin said, making me wide eyed and stare at Jimin.

“I’m impressed, but Joonie, if you ever get him hurt, I’ll kill you,” I said, wiggling a finger at him.

“Oh, yeah, don’t worry about me,” He replied, smirking.

“Well, I know how strong and capable you are,” I replied, eyeing Jimin, who scoffed.

“Hey!” He exclaimed, making us all laugh.

“I’m a lifeguard!” Taehyung said, excitedly. “And Jungkook is one too!”

“I may change it,” Jungkook mumbled, getting bashful. “I’m not sure yet.”

We all continued to talk to each other, how they all got driver’s licenses, jobs… how they could all walk the street and could see other hybrids and humans having conversations. Everyone had respect for each other here, and I couldn’t be happier to be here with my seven boys… the ones who deserve every bit of happiness this world has to offer.

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