#lee know hybrid au

[mysweetlixe]

-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

Words: 2.7k

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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[mirisss]

Chapter 9

Stray Kids OT8 x hybrid! afab! reader

Warnings: anxiety, mentionings of a breeding facility, verbal and physical child abuse, neglect, spiked collars, blood, injuries, scars, suicidal thoughts, being apathetic, panic attacks, low self-esteem, I think that's everything,

This chapter involves flashbacks into (Y/n)’s past, so it’s a lot of angst but there are also fluffy moments in the chapter. 

Wordcount ≈ 3.2k

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Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 10,

“He’s here, come on, (Y/n), we can go home and watch a movie and maybe draw some more,” “That -” YAWN “- sounds nice” “Haha, tired I see,” And so we got in the car, I barely sat down before my eyes were closing. The last thing I remember is hearing a low humming from Hyunjin as I rested my head against his shoulder before I fell into a deep sleep. 

Hyunjin’s POV

As soon as we sat down in the car, (Y/n) fell asleep with her head resting against my shoulder. I managed to move around to buckle her seatbelt without waking her. I leaned my head against hers as I lowly hummed an unfamiliar tune. Every now and then, (Y/n)’s body would twitch a little, not enough to wake her but enough to keep her from being comfortable. I recognized the twitching, Jisung does it sometimes too. I have done it a couple of times. 

Anxiety. 

Her anxiety is making her twitch, shiver, flinch even. That explains why she’s tired all the time, the anxiety twitches are keeping her from resting properly. I wish we knew more about what she has been through so that we can help her. 

Her ears twitch every once in a while too, though after doing some research on bunny hybrids, that was a normal trait for them. Her breathing was slightly too quick to be relaxed, but the way she nestled into my shoulder made my heart race. She was so cute. I loved her just as I loved the other members. She might not have been with us for that long, but it didn’t matter. Now that she’s in our lives, everything feels complete. 

I looked up and out of the car window, seeing that we were only about two minutes away from our apartment. “(Y/n), sweetie, bunny, wake up, we’re home,” 

(Y/n)’s POV

“(Y/n), sweetie, bunny, wake up, we’re home,” Home. That is such a nice word. I slowly came back to consciousness as I heard Hyunjin’s sweet voice calling my name. As I opened my eyes, I noticed that I was resting against Jinnie’s shoulder. As I understood what I was doing, old habits took over me and I jerked myself away from him. “Sorry,” “It’s alright, bunny. I don’t mind. It was cozy. Now, come on, let’s go home,” “Home,” Before I could stop myself I repeated the word home, Hyunjin looked down at me, his eyes looked glassy, almost as if they were filled with tears. “Yes, home.” 

The car came to a stop and we got out of the car. Hyunjin stretched out his hand and smiled at me, his eyes darting almost nervously between his hand and my eyes. I carefully took his hand, afraid that this was all a dream and if I moved too quickly, it would disappear. We went into the building, the elevator was empty for the first time since I came here. Elevators usually spike my anxiety. Reminding me of my past. 

Flashback

When I was nine years old I was still with my first owner. The breeders who had my parents. They weren’t exactly mean, but neither were they nice. They only cared about the hybrids they had of the highest quality. I was not one of those. They fed me enough to keep me healthy, but they gave me no love. They never spoke with me, they never pet me, they barely even looked at me. 

I hadn’t seen my parents or siblings since I was three. I felt isolated and lonely. The only friend I had was a desert fox who lived in the cage beside mine. He was also an outcast like me. The breeders said his personality wasn’t good, it didn’t fit his species. I didn’t understand what they meant, he was the nicest person I knew, before I got to know SKZ that is. 

One day, one of the breeders came up to me with a scary man. The unfamiliar man stared at me with a weird, creepy look in his eyes. I backed away as far as I could in my cage. My whole body shivering, my instincts screamed at me to run but I was stuck. I couldn’t escape. “I believe this one fits everything you wanted. Quite, small, obedient, ugly.” The breeder and the man laughed loudly, the creepy man agreed, saying he’ll take me. I began crying. Begging the breeder to let me stay. The fox boy in the cage beside me raised his voice trying to stop them from taking me. 

“No! Don’t take her, take me. Please, I’ll do anything, just don’t take her. Please, please, let her stay. NOO!” “Please, I want to stay. Please, I don’t want to go, please, help,” “(Y/n)!” That was the last time I saw him. He screamed my name as they dragged me out of the room filled with cages of neglected hybrids. 

The creepy man dragged me out of the breeding facility with a spiked collar. The spikes dug into my neck, causing permanent damage to my skin. Silent tears ran down my cheeks as no sound would leave my throat. It was my first car ride, and I didn’t want to ever get in another car, at least not with this man. I was nine years old, and he hit me, laughed at me, called me names, and told me how he would cut me and torture me for his own pleasure. 

When we arrived at wherever he was taking me, he once again dragged me along with the spiked collar. There was a tall building in front of us, and we were walking straight toward it. I tried calling for help as I saw many people around us, some of them looked but after seeing the man who was dragging me they all looked away, others didn’t look at all. 

When we came inside the building, we went into a strange small room, a loud *ding* could be heard as the doors opened. The tiny room was packed with people. I didn’t want to go, but the man pulled me inside, the spikes had now penetrated my skin completely, and drops of blood ran down my neck. “Nice toy you got there boss,” A few people said the same thing, as they all stared at me. Their voices harsh on my sensitive ears as they all laughed loudly. 

“Yes, we all will be able to enjoy this one. I made sure to buy a young one, so it will last long,” They spoke about me as if I were an object and not a living being. “Mm, so many fun things to do with such an ugly toy. I know it’s young but I hope it becomes prettier in the future,” My heart hurt from hearing what they said. It was true. I wasn’t pretty, that’s why the breeders didn’t keep me. It was why I didn’t deserve love. 

During the five years, that I lived with that man and his friends, the elevator was a common place for verbal and later on, physical abuse. Whenever someone saw me walking around the building, they would drag me into the elevator, hitting me, kicking me, spitting on me, pulling my ears, my hair, or my tail. They would curse at me, scream at me, and tell me why I didn’t deserve to live. After five years, they kicked me out after I became numb to their advances. 

I stopped speaking. I stopped crying, I stopped eating, I didn’t react to anything anymore, no matter what they did, I never reacted. I felt nothing but emptiness. I wanted nothing more than to die. If this was all my life was worth, I didn’t want to continue. When I stopped reacting, I stopped being fun for them so they kicked me out. Hoping I would die on the streets, all alone. Alone. That was all I knew how to be. 

Elevators always remind me of the scars around my neck, the scars that littered my body from the abuse it suffered all those years, and most importantly, elevators remind me of how ugly and worthless I am in the eyes of many. 

End of flashback

As I was pulled into a flashback, my breathing picked up, I couldn’t breathe, my eyes couldn’t seem to focus on anything, my knees felt weak, I found my own eyes in the mirror, it felt as if I looked into the eyes of my terrified nine-year-old self. 

“(Y/n)! (Y/n), bunny, hold on, it’s okay, just breathe, hey, I’m here,” Hyunjin’s voice seemed far away as if he was in another room. I felt his gentle touch on my arms, I knew it was him, I knew I was safe, but my body didn’t understand. The doors to the elevator flew open with a *ding*, I used my full strength and pushed myself out of the elevator, landing on the floor outside. My arm hurt from landing on it awkwardly, but all I focused on was getting as far away from the elevator as possible.  

“(Y/n), please breathe, please,” My eyes slowly stopped darting around, they focused on Hyunjin’s eyes which were filled with tears as he looked down at me. Worry was written all over his handsome face. I didn’t want him to cry, especially not because of me. 

Third Person POV

(Y/n) looked up at Hyunjin as he leaned over her. The hybrid was lying on the floor, shaking, struggling to breathe, teardrops running down her cheeks. The dancer leaned over the scared hybrid, trying to calm her down, his own eyes and cheeks stained with tears, his heart hurt from seeing (Y/n) like this. 

One of (Y/n)’s arms reached up and gently caressed Hyunjin’s cheek. Her hand was cold against his warm cheek. She still trembled as she tried to catch her breath. Before she knew what she was doing, she leaned her head up, her hand gently guiding Hyunjin’s head down. Their lips barely met, the kiss so gentle it almost didn’t happen, but it did. Hyunjin’s heart raced a thousand times quicker as he realized what they were doing. He was kissing (Y/n). (Y/n) was kissing him. 

Hyunjin broke away from the kiss, a surprised look on his face as he looked down at the bunny. (Y/n) too looked surprised. She hadn’t realized what she had done, it seemed to be pure instinct. “I’m sorry,” (Y/n) whispered as she looked away, her hand falling from his cheek. “It’s okay. I liked it. Um, how about we get off the floor and go inside the apartment, to talk about what happened,” (Y/n) nodded in response, too embarrassed to speak. 

They went inside the apartment, first going into separate rooms to change clothes. (Y/n) got dressed in the fuzzy pajamas that Jeongin reminded her they had bought, it was warm and cozy. It smelled of Jeongin and Felix. (Y/n) inhaled their scents, it calmed her down. She still felt embarrassed over kissing Hyunjin, she had never done something like that before. Her first kiss. Her first kiss. 

Hyunjin was changing into some comfortable clothes too. His mind completely focused on what happened only minutes prior. (Y/n)’s soft lips against his own. Her cute eyes opened wide as she realized what she had done. Her small hand against his cheek. The way she pulled him in. It was intoxicating. He wanted more, but he had to hold himself back. (Y/n) probably didn’t mean to kiss him, she wasn’t ready, he thought. Especially after what happened in the elevator. 

Hyunjin walked into the living room and found (Y/n) sitting on the couch. One of her legs bounced anxiously on the floor. “Hey, do you want some water or tea, or maybe some hot chocolate?” “Water please,” “Alright, I’ll be right back with it,” (Y/n) was nervous, and anxious, thinking that she had truly ruined this now. She kissed Hyunjin without his permission, he was probably going to call the others and tell them that she couldn’t stay. That was what (Y/n) thought. 

“Here you go, bunny,” (Y/n) carefully took the cold water bottle from his hand, opened it, and took a sip. The cold water calmed her burning throat from the panic attack she had just a few minutes ago. “Would you be okay with telling me what happened in the elevator?” “It sparked some old memories,” “Could you tell me more about these memories? You don’t have to but I want to be able to help you, we all do, if you don’t feel ready to talk about it now, that’s okay, but please don’t be afraid to open up about what you’ve been through,” 

He spoke with so much sincerity in his voice and so much love in his gaze as he looked into the hybrid’s eyes. (Y/n) took a deep breath before she told him of the flashback she had. New tears clouded her eyes, Hyunjin embraced her in a calming hug as she cried and told him of all the horrible things the man had put her through. 

“Oh bunny, I’m so sorry, no one should ever have to go through such things,” Hyunjin held (Y/n) tighter as he did his best to calm her down. They stayed like that for a good 20 minutes until the door opened. Minho, Felix, and Jeongin stepped inside. Once they came into the living room they found Hyunjin and (Y/n) curled up on the couch together. The hybrid was still slightly shaking from crying and going through all of those memories twice. 

“What happened?” Felix said as soon as he realized that (Y/n) had been crying. “It’s a long story and I don’t think (Y/n) has it in her to tell it again or be present for it to be told,” Hyunjin answered, Minho noticed that the tall boy’s eyes were glossy, he too had been crying. “Alright, we’ll talk later. Now, do you want to watch a movie, eat something, sleep, or something else?” (Y/n) sniffled a little before she leaned away from Hyunjin’s warm embrace. “I’d like to take a bath if that is fine,” “Of course, come on, I’ll set it up for you,” Jeongin said as he gave her the wide smile she loved. 

Jeongin tried to cheer (Y/n) up by joking around and smiling. His presence did make her feel a bit better. Once again, he reminded her of that fox from the breeding facility. Warm, safe, familiar. His eyes were kind, with so much love and adoration in them. His touch was warm and gentle. Jeongin was happiness to her. “Do you want some bath salts in the bath?” “What’s that?” “Oh, they’re like tiny crystals that make the bath smell nice,” “Do you like those?” Jeongin smiled even wider at the question. “Yeah, they’re nice, we have a couple of different scents, this one’s my favorite!” He held out a little bottle with blue crystals, opened the lid, and let (Y/n) take in the scent. The hybrid inhaled the scent, it instantly reminded her of Jeongin. 

“Do you like it?” “Yeah, it, um, it smells like you,” “I’ll put some in the bath then,” Jeongin poured a few of the crystals into the warm water filling the tub. “There we go! Your towel is here, the same spot as always, and you have your clothes here, and I think that’s all,”  Jeongin was about to walk over to the door and leave (Y/n) in the bathroom. “Wait,” (Y/n) took a hold of his hand. 

“Hmm, what’s wrong?” “Can you just stay with me for a little while longer, I don’t want to be alone just yet,” “Alright, I’ll stay with you as long as you want me to,” They sat down on the floor, (Y/n) still held onto his hand. Jeongin kept an eye on the water in the tub, making sure it didn’t fill too much. “Can you hug me?” “Of course,” Jeongin turned off the water before he opened his arms and (Y/n) scooted closer into his embrace. 

“(Y/n), remember what we talked about earlier?” “About all of us facing challenges in the past?” “Yeah, you don’t ever have to be ashamed of what you’ve been through, none of it was your fault. We won’t ever hurt you, nor will we let anyone hurt you,” (Y/n) held onto Jeongin just a little tighter. “Can I tell you something about what happened today?” “Of course, if you want to tell me, then I’ll gladly listen,” “I’m embarrassed and worried about it,” “It’s okay, whatever it is, it will be fine,” “I kissed Hyunjin,” Jeongin looked down at (Y/n), not believing his ears. 

“What?” His voice was shocked, yet his eyes still held nothing but love and adoration. Making (Y/n) feel a little less worried. “I kissed Hyunjin. I didn’t even notice, I didn’t know what I was doing, it just happened,” “Okay, do you regret it?” “Um, I don’t know. I liked it, I think. I’ve never done anything like it before. I’m just scared that he’s angry with me,” “I promise you, that he is not angry. I’m certain he’s over the moon with joy. We all love you, and kissing is a sign of love, so none of us would be angry with you for kissing us, we just want you to do it when you want to, we don’t want to pressure you into anything,” 

(Y/n) listened intently as Jeongin spoke, his voice brought the bunny comfort. Her eyes explored his face. From his warm eyes to his nose, to his sharp jawline, and stopping at his lips. Something within her, yearning to feel his lips against hers. Even though the kiss with Hyunjin had barely happened, she yearned for more. She yearned to feel love in its purest form. 

“Can I… Can you, kiss me?” Jeongin smiled widely, his eyes seemed to sparkle as he leaned a little closer. “Are you sure?” (Y/n)’s eyes once again darted between his eyes and his lips. She felt safe. She felt loved. “Yes, I’m sure,” Jeongin leaned even closer, his heart racing. He was nervous and excited. The bunny felt the same as she leaned a little closer. Their lips were only mere millimeters apart. (Y/n) closed her eyes, fully trusting Jeongin, just as she would with any of the eight boys she now called her home. Jeonging couldn’t help but smile as he too closed his eyes. 

~ To be continued ~

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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 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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Minho and Felix’s relationship was a quietly sweet one and it had very quickly become one of her favorite things to observe as they had decided it was a good idea to stay inside for a few days after just being reunited.

Though Minho would be quite stoic with her, put on a harsher front, with Felix, he seemed to hold that back a lot and often made sure to smile at the other man and choose lighter jokes rather than the dry humor he often used with her.

Felix liked physical contact and even though it was quite evident that Minho wasn’t the biggest fan of such a thing, he made sure to put an arm around Felix’s waist, hand on his shoulder or even play with his hair.

She wanted to coo at them but held that back very quickly once she locked eyes with Minho, who somehow sensed that she wanted to do such a thing.

When she was a small child, back with her adopted parents, she also had a friend who was very gentle with her; often being a tall wall of don’t you dare bully her.

She frowned to herself as she thought about him, lips slimming as she bit them.

She genuinely hoped that he was okay as they had been friends right up until the middle of high school; before he had to move schools due to his family moving away from the city.

He was also a hybrid and one of the few hybrids that she had ever come across, friendship-wise at least.

A ridiculously tall Bullmastiff hybrid that had already started to develop broad shoulders and a shy but confident demeanor which only made him more protective of her.

Grabbing a hold of her soft left ear, she began to stroke it sadly as she remembered how they used to hold hands and compare their tails whenever they were in a ‘random mood’; he often taught her about hybrid customs as she wasn’t familiar.

He came from a whole pack of hybrids, whereas she was brought up by humans; very kind humans.

She was often flustered that he seemed so excited about the fact she was a Dalmatian and had to hide her face in her hands whenever he fawned over her.

“Your spots are so pretty, you shouldn’t be ashamed of them,” he smiled brightly at her as he knelt before her, trying to get a look at her face which was all red and itchy from crying.

Children were cruel; especially to those who were different.

“But they cover my skin,” she whispered as she touched her face where a large black patch sat around her eye; she then waved her legs around, pulling the leg of her trousers up, “I look like I’ve been beaten,” she stuttered and quickly hid in her arms as she broke down in tears again.

The Mastiff paused as he eyes her leg, breath catching as he noticed that she had tried to use something to hide her spots, his ears and tail falling sadly.

“Please look at me,” he urged with a gentle nudge of her elbow, “Hey, c’mon I know you like looking at me,” he grinned as she laughed at his joke and soon her eyes met his once again.

“Your spots are a part of you and you, are great,” he buried his hand in his school blazer pocket to find his pack of tissues, handing one to her, “if they can’t accept that then that is their problem; you don’t need everybody to like you and I know it hurts when somebody doesn’t,” he offered another gentle smile, “but you can’t please everybody and your time is much better spent on those who you know like and love you,” he arched his eyebrow when his tail wagged ever so slightly, but ignored it.

“I guess,” she whispered with a sad smile, “I’m just fed up with being picked on,” she added as the Mastiff got to his feet, groaning at the strain on his legs from the awkward position he had been in.

“I’ll come with you if you’re ready to report them,” he rubbed the back of his neck, “Nobody should have to put up with that shit,” he smiled as she giggled again at his swearing, a habit that she had started to pick up on.

“I don’t want to get people in trouble,” she waved her hand a bit and jumped when he gently caught it and held her hand.

“They did something wrong; they shouldn’t get away with it,” he squeezed her hand watching her carefully as she fell into silent thoughts, “only when you’re ready,”

It didn’t take her long to nod at him; making their way to their homeroom.

“Thanks, Yunho,”

Felix stretched as he finished making some food for them (instant noodles with boiled bottled water), pausing as he noticed the Dalmatian hybrid deep in thought; a sad expression on her face.

Sharing a quick look with Minho, who was currently trying to improve the few weapons they had by gluing or taping cutlery to them, he gently put his hand on her shoulder; making her jump.

“You okay?” he tilted his head with a soft expression, and she felt her face heat up under his gaze.

“Yeah, just thinking about things,” she answered quietly, fingers picking at her tail now.

Loud scratching sounds and moaning echoed from above, clearly, Miss Lorn and her boyfriend had turned.

It was a shame, Miss Lorn had been routing for her and Felix to finally get together.

“I should make a trip back to the building soon,” Minho yawned before slurping up some noodles, making her cringe a bit, “the vending machines have so many things in them, and we have fruit vending machines too, so it isn’t all crap,” he waved his chopsticks around in the air as he spoke and the action made Felix grin.

“Hyung,” Felix started with a sigh, “if you are going back to that building, then we are all going back to that building,” he pointed out with a firm tone and then looked to the Hybrid, “No splitting up this time either, I can’t handle that again,” he admitted and flushed a deep red when his free hand was grabbed by her.

“I don’t think any of us can,” Minho explained, and the admission seemed to catch Felix by surprise as his eyes widened, teeth soon showing in an affection smile which only made Minho regret speaking as he suddenly became a bit shy under the gaze of his younger friend.

“Shut up,” he muttered making the other two laugh.

“Let’s save the trip for a few more days, we have enough food and enough bottled water to last until then,” she flinched at the spiciness of her noodles and immediately felt her nose start to run as she tried to calm her body down, “honestly, I think the only things we are low on are toilet paper and,” she cleared her throat feeling a bit awkward, “ladies things,” she sniffed loudly as she began to pant quietly at the spiciness still coursing through her mouth.

“Ladies things,” Minho nodded his head as if he was keeping that information, “right,” he added making Felix shake his head.

“Hyung, you don’t have sisters, do you even know what she means by that?” Felix asked with genuine curiosity before yelping when Minho flicked the side of his head.

“I have a mother and a brain,” Minho looked at her with a determined look on his face, “I’ll make sure to look in the women’s restroom, I know that they have those machines in there,” he noticed that she became more relaxed at the information despite currently looking incredibly uncomfortable with the noodles.

“Why do you have spicy noodles when you clearly can’t handle them?” he laughed when she let out a puppy whine in between her panting and she quickly rushed to the water bottles, downing half of it.

“She doesn’t like the fact that she can’t have spicy food; she knows that it’s tasty and that makes her eat it,” Felix explained with an eye roll.

“Shut up,” she pouted and nudged the back of his head with hers, “not my fault that you and Minho have iron tongues,” she grinned at the laughter that came from them, and she could almost mistake this for a normal day.

One without creatures from horror media running around the place with their flesh falling off.

“But seriously,” Minho started, and she immediately felt the light-hearted atmosphere die, “we need to go back to the building, get the supplies, women’s bathroom,” he pointed at her, “we also need to figure out how to find the others,” he looked to Felix who nodded with a melancholy expression.

“I am pretty sure that we can find Changbin and Hyunjin close by,” swirling his noodles in thought, Minho puffed out his cheeks in frustration as he tried to remember when he had last met up with them, “the only issue is getting to their part of town,”

“Why is that?” she asked taking her seat once more and braving the spice.

“Usually, we need to take a train to get to them,” Felix answered with a very worried tone, “the easiest way to get there would be to go through the train tunnel because it just leads right there without having to jump over fences and ducking and diving into hiding spots,” he added, taking a small sip of his water.

“It’s super dark in the tunnels though and the electricity isn’t exactly reliable at the moment,” Minho groaned slumping in his chair.

“We have the lights on our phones though?” Felix noted, “The internet is down but our phones can still function without the internet,” he explained but then paused as he checked his phone, just to see how little battery he had left.

“Do you guys have any flashlights?” Minho asked watching as the hybrid got to her feet and searched the cupboard under the kitchen sink.

“We do,” she answered with a slight cheer and tested the switch just to make sure, her face falling a bit as the light was quite dimmed due to the old batteries and she continued her search for the jar of charged batteries she and Felix had kept.

“Here,” she smiled as she showed them how bright it now was with new batteries before switching it off, “I can also help,” she pointed to her eyes, “My eyes are a lot more dog-like than human and they can see well in the dark; so any area that isn’t lit by a light, I can see for all of us,” she beamed at the smiles that were now looking at her.

“You hybrids are honestly, a gift,” Minho slurped up some victory noodles, eyeing Felix as his younger friends' gaze stayed on the hybrid girl.

“I wouldn’t say that,” she replied with a quiet voice, clearly quite flustered at the comment, “I’d just thank biology,”

“You’re amazing,” Felix insisted quickly and gently nudged her leg with his foot, “take the compliment,”

She simply nodded bashfully as they settled down to finally finish their food.

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“Don’t,” she whispered as she noticed Minho’s hands coming close to opening the front door; her finger pressed to her lips and her ear firmed against the door as she listened for danger.

“I think somebody has broken out of their apartment,” she kept her voice low, “I can hear so many footsteps out in the corridor, but I can’t fully tell what floor the noise is on,” she chewed her bottom lip and Felix placed a comforting hand on her shoulder when she knelt back down to listen more.

“If you think it’s unsafe, we stay,” Felix reassured her and he looked to Minho who just nodded in agreement, clearly staying quiet to try and listen as well.

“Wait,” she waved her hand at them both to silence them.

Her eyes closed as she tried to focus on the small, whining noise from a few apartments down, the voice was very familiar to her and they were crying out for help.

“Somebody is asking for help,” she let out a response whine to let the other know they had been heard.

“I can’t hear anybody?” Minho frowned as he tried to arch his head in a different direction to try and hear better.

“Me either,” Felix agreed.

“No, no,” she shook her head, “it’s another dog,”

“Another hybrid lives on this floor?” Felix said with a surprised, wide-eyed expression.

“It’s Pepie,” she stated with another whine, “he’s on his own,” she looked to the two men currently staring down at her.

“Wait, Pepie as in Pepie the Yorkshire Terrier, Pepie?” Felix finally connected the dots and then smiled in disbelief, “you can communicate with full dogs?” he asked with a small laugh and she nodded.

“You never told me that!”

“It never came up!”

“Guys,” Minho hissed and pushed his hand down as a signal to keep their voices down, “are we saving this dog?” he asked with a look on his face that told everyone he had already decided that they were.

“I’m doing this by myself, they’re only a couple of doors down,” she stated and got to her feet, looking at Felix when he grabbed her wrist.

“Together or you stay here,” he stated firmly and although she wanted to argue, she knew there wasn’t much point; especially when she looked at Minho and found that he shared the same expression as Felix.

“Okay, but please,” she sighed, “let me go out first so I can try and pinpoint where these arseholes are,”

Slowly opening the front door, she peered her head out, baton now in her hand a squeaky toy for a distraction in the other.

Nothing moved in the corridor, but she knew that they could easily hide in the shadows.

The lights had been flickering on and off for several days now and the sound had been getting on her nerves but during the small window when the lights were on, she could see silhouettes wandering around outside the double doors that led to their corridor.

“Right side, clear,” she whispered and noted the hums that answered her back.

Looking to the left had never been so anxiety inducing as she could already smell a significant amount of blood and something coming from that direction.

She could see a few small piles of remains littering the corridor, chunks of grey-ish flesh drying out as they had been left by the zombies, clearly even zombies had a desired taste.

“Left isn’t” she noted upon finally being able to see two zombies staring at the wall together, heads snapping backward and forwards as if they were glitching, the clunk of their teeth making her shrink into herself.

“How many?” came Minho’s voice.

“Two,” she replied, “if we sneak, we could take them down quietly,” she suggested and all three of them came out of the apartment crouching; Felix made sure to close the front door but left it unlocked so they could hurry back if anything went wrong.

“Out of the way,” Minho pushed them behind him protectively as he practically crawled towards the two zombies, barbed wire bat twirling in his strong hands.

Both Felix and her held their breath as they watched Minho bravely trudge forward, a mess of blood smearing against his shoes and up his trousers.

The smell of the gunk he was sneaking through made him stop; having to swallow down his vomit as he pushed himself forward and as soon as he got to the zombies, he lunged at them.

The bat made a satisfying clunk as they smashed into the heads of the creatures, black blood and melted skin sticking to the walls as their bodies fell.

“Go, go,” Felix patted her back before hurrying forward to where Minho was staring at the bodies, “you good?” he touched Minho’s arm and the other man looked to him with a tired smile.

“Yeah,”

Peering behind them, they noticed that she had been pressing her ear to each door she went passed, clearly not sure where Pepie lived, exactly.

“Pep?” she whispered and let out the quietest whine she could muster, hoping she wouldn’t draw the attention of the zombies on the other side.

“Hybrid Lady?”

She gasped as she heard the whimpering coming from apartment 8J and placed her hand on the handle, testing it to see if it was unlocked, and to her disbelief, it was.

“Pepie, it’s Hybrid Lady and two friends,” she made sure to make that known as she knew he’d most likely panic and start barking and that was the last thing that they needed right now.

When she got the door open, she nearly let out a shriek when a small brown and grey bundle charged at her and landed in her arms, shaking and licking her face in gratitude.

“You came to get me, thank you!” he whimpered, and she shared a sad but comforting whine with him, “my mum and dad didn’t come home, I’ve been stuck in there with my brother, Harvey,”

This piqued her interest, and she tilted her head to the side.

“Harvey?” she looked to Felix and Minho who were watching the two of them with utter confusion on their faces.

“He’s a bunny,” Pepie let out a mumph as he spoke, “in a cage,”

“There’s a rabbit in there,” she informed them, and Felix immediately went in with Minho quickly following.

“Do you guys have food in there?” she asked and this time, Pepie was the one to til his head to the side.

“In the cupboard above the toaster,” he informed her, and she slowly made her way in, struggling a bit with the weight of the dog.

Pepie was a bigger Yorkshire Terrier, being just slightly smaller than a fully grown Cocker Spaniel.

“Guys, they have food in that cupboard!” she pointed to the one Pepie had told her about and Minho ordered Felix to go, clearly quite enamored with the bunny in the cage that he was holding.

It didn’t take that long to finally, get back inside their apartment and they piled their usual barricade up against the front door.

Pepie was currently nosing at the cage, making sure his brother was okay and his soft chuffs made her look over with a warm feeling in her heart at the sight.

There was still much more life out there, that wasn’t just humans and hybrids, but that were just as important.

“So,” Felix grunted as he offloaded the dog and rabbit food onto the kitchen counter, his hands on his hips, “you can talk to dogs?” he chuckled feeling quite exhausted.

“Well...those who speak the language!” she pointed out with a slight annoyance in her tone as she remembered the time she had gone to France and couldn’t understand a very lost Poodle, who was asking for help.

“Is it all animals?” Minho asked as he knelt by the rabbit cage and wiggled his finger at the lionhead, who hopped over, and both nibbled and licked at him.

“Just dogs,” she replied with melancholy as she also looked at the rabbit, wondering what he was saying.

“Hyung is in love,” Felix whispered with a giggle, and she shared that thought, also giggling, catching Minho’s murderous gaze.

“I’ll lock you two outside, I swear,”

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[skzoologist]

Unfamiliarity [six]

word count: ~10.7k

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!

Please let me know if I left a warning or anything out, I will add it in! Reblogs, likes and feedback are greatly appreciated!

!I don't condone anyone stealing my work and posting it anywhere without my permission, or feeding it to AI!

!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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Baby Fever (M)

➻ Pairings: Minho x Jisung, Minsung

➻ Genre: Hybrid AU, Smut, Romance, Slight!angst

➻ Additional: heat cycles, fluff, humor, misunderstandings, domestic relationship, established relationship

➻ Word Count: 4K

➻ Warnings: N/A

➻ Author’s notes: This story is crossposted on multiple sites under the same username!

Minho knew he shouldn’t have gone on TikTok, but the cat hybrid never did anything that was good for him. There were dozens of other things he could have been doing - like laundry or making dinner for himself and Jisung - but instead, he decided to be lazy and scroll through the multitude of 60-second videos on his For You Page. And somehow, he got thrown down a rabbit hole of cleaning videos and came out on the other side of babytok. Now, he wasn’t a stranger to this side of TikTok, usually only visiting the hashtag when his heat was right around the corner. But today was different. He was a good two or so weeks away from his heat cycle, with no preheat symptoms in sight. So it should have been relatively easy for him to just continue to scroll or search for a different hashtag.

But he didn’t.

There was just something telling him that he needed to watch more baby videos - to coo and fond over the little creatures. And Minho was not one to deprive himself of something he wanted. Which is how he ended up on the very video that set off a chain reaction in his body. Like previous videos, he was shown a baby, nor more than a few months old, sticking their tongue out at the camera in a manner that reminded him of a cat drinking water. It was absolutely adorable and he couldn’t stop the giggles that left him. But his heart absolutely melted when the baby made the cutest little noise - a mixture of a sigh and yawn with a scrunched up face.

“I want one.” he whispered into the empty living room, ears flattening against his head as he mewled sadly. “I really, really want one.” With a few taps of his fingers, Minho was sending the video to his boyfriend who was still at work. He didn’t actually expect a reply from the other, knowing there was an upcoming deadline that had to be met and Chan was rather mean when he was stressed. It was better to not disturb the trio of producers, but that video was just begging for Minho to send it.

Hanji❤️

Cute baby

Minho could only snort at the reply he received, tail curling around his thigh as he rolled onto his side, precariously balanced on the edge of the couch.

Hanji❤️

I want it

Babe, that’s someone’s baby. You can’t steal it!

He pouted, rolling his eyes because Jisung was right. He couldn’t just out right steal someone’s kid from them. That wasn’t a nice thing to do. Besides, it wouldn’t be their baby and that’s what Minho really wanted. A little kitten hybrid that looked like the two of them. Or at the very least looked like Jisung and inherited Minho’s brains.

Hanji❤️

Then let’s make our own.

Hyung…

Jisung…

Not right now.

Minho scoffed, pushing himself up on the couch with a frown, fingers furiously tapping against the screen. After each message he wrote, he would delete it - 100% sure that his words would be too mean. Eventually he settled on a simple question, because things were a lot easier when he made them simple.

Hanji❤️

When then?

He didn’t receive an immediate text back like before, and figured that Jisung had probably gone back to focusing on his work. But after three hours - and being left on read for two of those hours - he realized he wasn’t going to get an answer. Well that was fine, two could play at that game.

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Minho may have taken his revenge a little too far. He had only planned to ignore Jisung for the rest of the day (once he returned home from work). But one day turned into two, turned into five and before he knew it, they were two weeks in and the two of them were dancing on eggshells around each other. Well, Jisung was dancing around, Minho didn’t really care. And it was stupid. Minho knew that he was just being stubborn and there was nothing he was really trying to “prove” anymore. It was more about principle? Maybe not even that. Maybe he was just too stubborn to admit he was being childish.

“Baby.” Jisung called out and Minho grunted from his perch by the window, the warm rays of the sun warming his body. “I’m leaving. See you later.” Jisung paused as he opened the front door. “I love you.” Minho grunted again and that was the only acknowledgement Jisung received, though he wasn’t surprised at Minho's actions. Jisung's departure only left a larger gaping hole in Minho's chest and he hated it. Even though the hybrid had never really been the most affectionate, he really missed Jisung's cuddles and touches. There was just something about the way the human could make him feel through simple little actions - things none of his previous owners had ever come close to. Jisung loved to tease that they were soulmates, “meant to be” as silly as that was.

But...maybe?

With a heavy sigh, Minho rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. His mind was racing with a million thoughts - too loud, too cluttered. Grabbing his phone, he unlocked it and opened up TikTok, scrolling through post after post. He tried his hardest to not interact with any posts that were about babies and children, but it was hard when the algorithm sucked and it seemed the universe was hellbent on reminding Minho how desperately he wanted a child. He wasn't getting any younger and the older he got, the louder his biological clock ticked. 

One baby video turned into two, turned into three, and then morphed into pregnancy videos and then into kitten videos, followed by more baby videos. He felt like he was in baby hell. And yet, he didn't close the app nor do something else to distract himself. He kept scrolling - kept watching. And his heart kept melting until he was a puddle of kitty goo, slowly sliding off his window perch, tail swishing happily behind him as he rolled about on the floor.

And that's where Jisung found hours later. In the same spot on the floor, just below the perch as the sun began to set. His soft sigh is what pulled Minho from his phone, ears twitching towards the sound. "Oh, you're home!" The warm smile thrown his way really surprised Jisung, a look of shock crossing his face. Climbing to his feet, Minho crossed the short distance to the front door and threw his arms around Jisung's neck, soft purrs rumbling in his chest as he nuzzled against his boyfriend. There was a slight hesitation before Jisung returned his hug, hands resting on his hips. "Welcome home."

"Thank you." Jisung swallowed slightly, turning his head to try and stare at Minho, but the other buried his face further into his neck. "Min, are you alright?" he asked softly. Minho hummed in confirmation, tail flicking about behind him. It wasn't really the confirmation that he wanted, but he took it anyway, stroking Minho's back gently. They stood there like that for a few minutes before Minho finally pulled away and looked at Jisung. It was like two magnets finally coming together, lips locking in a deep kiss that seared Minho right to the bone. His ears flattened down, tail moving to curl around one of Jisung's arms, clinging tight to him. A soft mewl escaped Minho's lips, only to be swallowed by Jisung's mouth as the younger tilted their heads - his tongue slipping between Minho's parted lips.

Fingers gripped tightly to broad shoulders, pulling Jisung impossibly closer to him. Their tongues danced together, fighting for dominance that Minho so willingly gave up when Jisung coaxed his tongue into his mouth and sucked on it; shivers running down his spine. Heat was bubbling just under the surface of Minho's skin, so familiar but so different. He knew it was nowhere near time for his heat, but his body was reacting like he was. It was strange and a little frightening. Breaking the kiss, Minho panted as he gave Jisung's shoulder a squeeze, shifting on his feet as he tried to figure out what he was feeling, why and if they should continue because God did he want to continue. Two weeks was way too long to be without Jisung and his addicting touches.

"What's wrong?" As if reading Minho's mind, Jisung gripped his chin and lifted the hybrid's head up to look at him. There were so many emotions flashing in Minho's eyes while his face stayed as stoic as always. So typical of Minho, but that's what made Jisung different - made Jisung the right person. He could always read Minho in a way that others never could. While others would think Minho was being mean or rude, Jisung knew that Minho was playing around, or joking. Any sort of sarcastic comment was Minho's love language. So it was easy for Jisung to see when something was bothering his boyfriend.

"I feel-" Minho paused, trying to figure out the right word to describe how he was feeling, but he certainly couldn't say that he was in heat when he wasn't, but he couldn't describe the feeling any other way. It felt like he was in heat, only without the symptoms. "Weird." he finished. By the look on Jisung's face, that wasn't the correct word to use either.

"Weird?” Jisung paroted, head cocking so cutely to the side that Minho couldn’t help but coo at his appearance, though it came out more as a soft purr. Jisung raised a brow at the reaction and reached up, carding his fingers through Minho’s hair before stroking his ears gently - wanting very much to pull more sounds from the other.

Minho barely nodded, his purrs rumbling deep in chest as a flush slowly crawled across his cheeks. His tail whipped behind him wildly before curling around Jisung’s thigh and squeezing. The touch had the human stilling, legs parting a bit more so as not to accidentally hurt the appendage. Minho let out a shaky breath as he looked up at Jisung, pupils blown wide as the heat started to spread. It scared him, because Minho knew he had at least two more weeks or better before his actual heat was supposed to start. Yet there was an inferno raging inside him. He mewled. 

“What’s wrong, baby?” Jisung’s hands left his head and cupped his cheeks, cradling his face in such a tender embrace that it had Minho’s heart skipping a beat. 

“Hot.” 

Jisung blinked in rapid succession - a habit he picked up from Minho - as he tried to process the situation. “You’re hot?” Minho nodded slowly, lips parting as he panted softly. Realization seemed to dawn on the human. “You’re in heat?”

“I…don’t know.” Minho was absolutely sure this wasn’t his heat but it was a heat of some sort. Maybe a pseudo heat, but for what reason, he couldn’t be sure. All he knew is that talking was a waste of time. He needed Jisung. “Please.” He whispered, tail constricting around Jisung’s thigh harder. 

“Okay, okay.” Jisung gulped, eyes raking over Minho’s form before taking his hand. “Come on, let’s move to the bedroom.” Minho followed along rather easily, each step shakier than the next. The inferno was growing rapidly and spreading like wildfire and he was sure his skin was radiating heat. Their bedroom was cooler than the living room, blinds still closed as Minho had not been in there since he had woken up. It was enough of a chill to take the edge off to where he didn’t feel like he was melting, but the heat was definitely becoming unbearable. 

Crawling into the bed, Minho laid face first in the sheets, mewling softly as he wiggled around to get situated. The mattress dipped next to his thighs, Jisung climbing on behind him, laying across Minho’s body. The added weight was so comforting and sort of scratched an itch that he hadn’t quite realized he had yet. “Sungie.” He whispered breathlessly. 

“Shh.” The gentle shush had Minho’s insides twisting with desire and he whined, pressing his hips back against Jisung - feeling his hardness pressing against his thighs. Tender kisses were placed along his neck, pulling hushed noises from the hybrid. He rocked back against Jisung again and was met with a harsh buck - a heated gasp falling from Minho’s parted lips. “So responsive baby.” Jisung cooed gently, lips brushing against one of Minho’s ears, feeling it twitch at the touch. “Sure you’re not in heat?”

Minho whined and wiggled against his boyfriend, wanting to feel more than just Jisung’s hard covered cock. “I-I -” he cleared his throat. He absolutely hated how vulnerable and wrecked he sounded. “I don’t think so.” His voice was still soft, but more stable - confusion laced with every word. “But I’m so hot…Sungie.” Strong hands roamed his back and slipped down to his sides, a pathetic moan falling from his lips as his body trembled at the touch. Despite Jisung being smaller than him in stature, his hands had always been bigger and a guilty pleasure of Minho’s. He absolutely loved when his boyfriend would touch him, hold him - the way his fingers would splay and cover such a large expanse of skin. He shivered as cold fingers slipped under his shirt, skirting up his torso and skimming over his nipples.

“I got you, Min.” Jisung mummered, fingers plucking at the hardened nubs, doing his best to suppress his own moans as Minho trembled under his grasp, high pitched whines falling from Minho’s parted lips. “So sensitive.” Minho could hear the smirk in his voice.

“Stop teasing.” Reaching down, Minho batted at Jisung’s hands, pushing them away as he turned over and looked up at the other. “Don’t want it.” He all but pouted at the other and for a brief moment, a sincere fondness flashed across Jisung’s face. Just long enough to have Minho’s heart racing and gut twisting in a weird mixture of arousal and love. “Please.”

Leaning down, Jisung captured Minho’s lips in a heated kiss. Lips melded together as hands grasped and fumbled with clothing, yanking in many different ways to pull the offending material off. Unfortunately, Jisung had to break the kiss in order to rid Minho of his shirt, dark eyes raking over his exposed chest. Minho could feel how hot his skin was and could only imagine how flushed he was. He hated it, but at least it was at a more bearable level than normal. Reaching out, he grabbed the front of Jisung’s work shirt, fingers tugging button after button out of its hole until the shirt hung open over Jisung’s frame. The material shifted with every rise and fall of Jisung’s chest, exposing golden skin before hiding it just as quickly, teasing the cat.

Looking up into Jisung’s eyes, Minho leaned in and ran his hands over the other’s chest - nails scratching lightly over the hard planes of muscles. Jisung took in a shuddering breath at the touch, pupils dilating further. Minho expected many things from the human, but to be pushed back on the bed so suddenly was not one of them. But he couldn’t complain, not when Jisung slipped his way between his legs and made quick work of Minho’s pants and underwear. Minho was vaguely aware of the sounds of something heavy hitting the floor, but his attention was mostly taken with the way Jisung was eyeing him like a piece of meat. The hunger swirling in Jisung’s eyes had him mewling and readily submitting to the other. Minho at least had the decency to blush as he so shamelessly lifted and parted his legs wider for his boyfriend, giving him the perfect view of his flushed cock and fluttering pink hole.

“Look at that.” Jisung smirked as he lightly pressed his index finger against Minho’s hole. “You want something so badly to fill you don’t you?” It was more of a statement than it was a question, and Minho nodded his head so rapidly he thought he gave himself whiplash.

“Jisung…please.” 

“So fucking needy.” Jisung growled out, voice low and husky as Minho swore it reverberated in his chest. His thighs trembled and tried to close as a desperate moan came tumbling out of his mouth. In that moment, Minho wanted nothing more than for Jisung to fill him because he was indeed just that needy. But to his dismay, Jisung was pulling away and Minho scrambled to grab at him, latching onto his wrist to keep him close. 

“No, please.” He was not above begging at this point.

“Babe,” Jisung chuckled, shifting to hover back over him. Dipping his head down, he caught Minho’s lips in a sweet and tender kiss, taking the hybrid by surprise. “I need to get the lube.” he whispered against Minho’s lips before he was pulling away and shuffling over to the bedside table. It was only then that Minho realized that despite the raging inferno of a heat that was coursing through his body, he was not producing any slick - which only seemed to confirm his suspicions that this wasn’t his real heat. Whatever he was going through was mimicking all aspects of his heat except for that one crucial aspect that would make everything just move faster.

Minho jolted and hissed as a cold, wet finger pressed against his hole once more. Jisung’s finger circled his hole, petting the fluttering rim before slowly pushing in. A sharp spike of pleasure rolled through Minho’s body as he cried out softly, fingers gripping the sheets under him tightly as his back arched. “Oh god.” he whispered, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth, lidded eyes staring intently at his boyfriend. Jisung smirked, throwing a wink at Minho as he twisted his finger quickly, wrenching another moan from Minho’s lips as his ears flattened down on his head, chest heaving. Leaning down, Jisung pressed tender kisses to Minho’s flushed chest - lips slowly making their way to a nipple and wrapping around it.

Gasping, Minho tensed, hole clenching around the digit still moving inside him. He hated how sensitive his body became, but loved the pleasure that Jisung brought him. Jisung curled his finger, pressing and stroking against his walls as his mouth worked over Minho’s pebbled nipple. “Jisungie, please.” Minho wasn’t sure what he was begging for, the words falling from his lips before they could even register in his brain. All he knew was that he wanted more. Jisung seemed to know exactly what he wanted and one finger became two, which eventually became three, moving in tandem - stretching Minho until he was a crying, babbling mess on the bed. 

“You’re so beautiful.” Jisung cooed, fingers slipping free. Grabbing the lube, Jisung opened the cap and poured more onto his fingers, grabbing his cock and coating it. Minho wasn’t sure when Jisung had gotten rid of his pants, and he honestly couldn’t care. One less obstacle in his way of getting the itch he’s been feeling scratched. He watched the way Jisung’s cock twitched in his grip, a pearl of precum beading at the tip and it was only then that Minho realized just how much Jisung wanted this too. “Ready?”

Biting his bottom lip, Minho nodded, not sure he could trust his voice at the moment. Jisung’s hand gripped his right thigh, finger digging into the flushed flesh and sending another wave of arousal through Minho. Grabbing the back of his left thigh, Minho pulled it closer to his chest, exposing himself even more, delighted in the way Jisung’s breath hitched. “Jesus, babe.” Gripping the base of his cock, Jisung shifted forward, pressing the head against Minho’s stretched rim and watching as it slowly disappeared into the hybrid. A strangled noise - that could only be classified as a mixture of a moan and meow - escaped Minho as Jisung sank into him, stretching and filling him in a way that only Jisung could. 

“Oh god, Jisung.” He gasped out. “Sungie.” He whined, releasing his thigh and reaching out towards the other. Staring at the hand for a moment, Jisung reached out and took it, lacing their fingers together and gripping it tightly. The touch was the only thing grounding Minho as Jisung bottomed out inside him, yet at the same time he was still soaring. He felt the fuzzies slowly taking over him, face and mind slowly beginning to tingle as that itch was scratch - the urge to be bred finally being met, even if he wasn’t in heat. 

Soft, albeit a little dry, lips pressed against his as Jisung pulled out and pushed back in. Minho’s lips parted in a gasp - an intense, unadulterated bolt of pleasure rocked Minho’s body, making him tremble under the other’s touch. Jisung eagerly swallowed the gasp, taking the opportunity to slip his tongue into the other’s mouth. Jisung swiped his tongue against sharp canines, grunting as Minho bit down on it lightly. Jisung’s hips rocked slowly, taking his time to reach deep into the other - much to Minho’s displeasure. Squeezing Jisung’s hand tighter, he nipped at the human’s tongue once more, legs wrapping tightly around Jisung’s hips to pull him in closer. And still it seemed like Jisung just wasn’t getting the hint. 

Pulling back from the kiss, Minho glared up at Jisung with heated eyes, his free hand gripping Jisung shoulder - sharp nails digging into tender flesh. “Harder. Fuck me like you mean it.” Jisung paused, eyes wide and hesitant before he gave a shaky nod. Sitting himself up, he shifted his position and pulled out until only the head of his dick was still sheathed inside Minho’s tight hole. Taking a deep breath, he snapped his hips forward - cock grazing along his prostate, grinning as Minho arched and cried out, eyes closed in bliss. “Yes! Just like that.” Minho’s body felt like it was vibrating and he couldn’t tell up from down. His mind could only focus on Jisung - Jisung, Jisung, Jisung! Another hard thrust and the pace was set - Minho mewling and begging for more, even if Jisung was fucking him as best he could. 

“Please.” Another plea and Minho was ripping his hand out of Jisung’s grip. Nails dug into broad shoulders as the hybrid pulled Jisung down against him, legs tightening around his pistoning hips and keeping him close. It was more difficult for Jisung to move, the younger male hunching himself more to keep the power of thrusts. Minho clawed at Jisung’s back, mouth agape as he panted heavily into the other’s ear. He was floating above the abyss of ecstasy, hanging by a thread. Jisung wrapped his fingers around Minho’s weeping length, only stroking it one, two, three times before the thread snapped and Minho was cumming with a choked gasp that morphed into a deep growl. Jisung continued to pound into Minho, helping his lover ride out his orgasm as he reached his own peak shortly after - painting his kitten’s walls white. 

They laid there, unmoving, for what felt like years, coming down from their highs. Eventually, Jisung rolled them over onto their sides, refusing to leave the warmth of Minho’s body. The hybrid curled up against jisung, tucking his head under his chin as he purred, chest rumbling. Jisung ran his fingers through Minho’s hair, scratching behind his ears lightly. “Feel better?”  He asked. Lifting his head, Minho nodded, smiling sweetly at his boyfriend.

“Much. Thank you.” Leaning in, he pecked his lips before settling back down. “Not really sure what happened, but I feel back to normal.” He frowned, then shrugged.

“Well I’m glad to hear that.” Jisung chuckled, pressing a kiss to his temple. “Are you hungry? I can make us something.”

“And have you burn down the kitchen again?” Minho raised a brow as he looked up at him. “I don’t think so.” Jisung had the decency to blush at that. “Ten more minutes and then I’ll go make us something to eat.” 

“You drive a hard bargain, but deal.” Jisung tightened his arms around the other, hugging Minho closer for optimum cuddling performance. “I love you.” 

“I love me too.” 

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Fanfic idea #2

another Stray kids, this time hybrid au. stray kids are hybrides, wind up adopted, are a little aggresive? (idk, i like the ones where they're protective and dont like humans :)

anyways, the oc/reader doesnt do like physical touch and such, avoids it at all costs. welp turns out shes a hybrid and hides it somehow and thats why she doesnt like touching, but as the boys get more comfortable, then... O_O

and sense of betrayal and drama and all the angst :D

in my mind these are the kinds of hybrids everyone is, but really imagine what u want (with this au in particular i like to imagine them

reader dragon

Chan wolf

Minho big cat of some kind (tiger, panther, smthn)

Changbin rabbit

Hyunjin either a big cat of some kind or a llama :D

Han squirrel, quokka, or chipmunk

Felix an orange house cat

Seungmin dog

Jeongin fox

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[jenosbigtoe]

i will kiss you so hard if you write puppy!jeno

mdni. nsfw 18+

pairing: puppyboy!lee jeno x reader

warnings: hybrid au, breeding

your pup didn’t know his own strength :(

you’d come home and barely have one foot in the door before you get tackled by your oversized pup, tail wagging so hard his whole body was shaking with happiness. he doesn’t even realize that he’s so much bigger and stronger than you so when he tackles you in a craze of excitement, you get the breath knocked out of you and fall right on your ass. he was just so excited to see you, his favorite person in the whole wide world.

“hi baby,” you’d coo, scratching behind his ears and rubbing his back affectionately. his fluffy white tail wagged back and forth violently and his ears twitched at the contact.

he’d whine and bury his face into your chest, squeezing you into a tight hug and sitting in your lap. “missed you so much. don’t ever leave again,” he mumbled against your tits.

it was so hard to resist your sweet pup when he looked at you with stars in his eyes and wide with affection for you.

especially when he got really needy, rutting against your leg, panting, drooling, tail thumping against the couch. he would look at you with those large puppy dog eyes and whimper softly. “baby please… need you so bad…”

your heart would melt at the sight. “oh pup…”

you let him take you hard and fast from behind. his hips would rut feverishly against yours, so desperate to meet his release and relieve the ache from his belly. he needed to breed you, claim you as his forever.

“pup!! so good, doing so good for me,” you moaned out.

his beefy chest was pressed against your back, arms caging you in to prevent you from escaping his relentless thrusts. his fat cock was pounding in your warm cunt so fast and so deep, heavy balls slapping against your clit and sending tingles down your spine. your precious pup always made you feel so good.

“ahhh, so close!! can i cum inside? i have so much for you, ah fuck, let me just cum inside this pussy. baby please let me breed you,” he panted from behind you, hips driving impossibly fast against yours and ear pressed flat against his head “please please please, oh god, please let me cum inside!! feel so good, fuck!!”

he was babbling from the intense pleasure building up inside him. poor pup was losing his mind. “can i? can i cum inside your pussy baby? need to cum inside, fuck, fill you up so deep. oh baby pretty please, pretty please. let me breed you <3”

a/n: freakiest shit i’ve ever written oh my 😵😵

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Puppy Love (Part 1) | Lee Jeno

Summary: When your cold boyfriend Jeno wakes up cuddly and affectionate, you know something is wrong. You don't expect that he's switched bodies with your dog Lucky…

Genre: Established relationship AU, body switch AU, angst, fluff, featuring samoyed Jeno

Word Count: 3k

A/N: This one's a little wackier than our usual fics... (it's similar to a hybrid AU)

Part 1 💚 | Part 2 | Part 3

You woke up to a strange sensation. Your legs and arms were pinned to the bed, as if something heavy was lying on you. 

When you opened your eyes, you saw… your boyfriend Jeno! His wide chocolate eyes were staring at you, so close your noses were almost touching. There was nothing but love in his gaze. 

You were so shocked that a yelp escaped your lips. “J-jeno! I can’t breathe…”

Pushing him off, you eyed your boyfriend. Jeno looked the same as any morning, naked except for his worn blue tartan pyjama bottoms, his muscled chest a mouth-watering caramel.

But the Jeno you knew hated physical affection. He wouldn’t even hold your hand in the movie theatre, or kiss you except for in your bedroom. Once, you lay on his lap while watching Netflix on your couch and he said it was unhygienic and shoved you off. 

You were distracted when Jeno started pressing kisses all over your face and neck. What the hell was going on? Despite your shock, you felt tingles spread over your cheeks. You shivered in delight. 

Jeno’s arms wrapped around you in a back hug. His large hand moved down to massage your hip and thigh under your little pyjama shorts. It sent heat flashing to your core. 

As his hand moved to squeeze your ass, you almost lost yourself in the moment. The woody scent of his skin, the heat of his body on yours, his panting breath damp and warm on your neck… it was almost enough to make you forget that Jeno was never like this.   

Until… you felt something else on your cheek. 

Something a lot wetter than a kiss. 

Jeno just licked your cheek! Grabbing Jeno’s shoulders with your arms, pushing him away, you said, “Jeno! Snap out of it!” 

Jeno was still wearing that loved-up goofy grin. Looking a little closer, you realised that his cheeks were flushed dark red, and his mouth was hanging open, so his pink tongue stuck out. He was panting in and out, as fast as a baby. 

Uh oh. You pressed your hand to his forehead and realised that he was burning up. He must be ill. You sighed. At least that explained why your usually stern and mature boyfriend was acting like a five-year-old. 

“Okay, Jeno,” you said in your firmest tone. “You are sick, alright? You need to lie here in bed today, I’ll bring you tea in a bit.” 

You moved to the edge of your bed, intending to get out and ready for work.  

Only, as soon as you sat up, you felt two hands on your waist yank you down. Before you could protest, Jeno was on top of you again, his hands on both sides of your head. 

“Jeno! I have to get ready! And I don’t want to catch whatever’s making you sick…”

He made the strangest sound, kind of a whine. Then he lent down and licked you again – a big wet slobbery lick, on your right cheek.

Despite Jeno’s weird new licking habit, your heart fluttered. Usually, Jeno didn’t even look up from his phone when you left the house. Today, he was so attached that he wouldn’t even let you leave the bed. 

You managed to swing your legs off the bed and stand up – but Jeno wouldn’t let go of your hand. You stepped your right foot out wide, stretching your body towards the door with the flowery plaque on saying ‘BATHROOM’. 

But Jeno was holding on to your wrist with both of his hands, the veins on his arms flaring with the effort.

“I… have… to… take…a…bath…” you grunted, trying to shake off your crazy boyfriend. 

Finally, he let go of your hand and you slammed the bathroom door closed, leaving him on the outside. You started pulling off your pink striped pyjama top and shorts. You turned the tap on to fill up the bath. 

Until you heard a noise from outside the door.

It was that whining again, only louder. The sound was heart-breaking. What had gotten into Jeno? He was moaning as if the sun wouldn’t come up just because you closed the bathroom door.

Finally, you couldn’t stand to hurt your love any longer. 

You opened the door, and Jeno, who was now stark naked, sprinted in, almost slipping on the bathmat, and jumped into the bath with a gigantic SPLASH. 

Water splatted all over the bathroom. You knew you should be mad, but you found yourself giggling. 

“You want to… have a bath with me?” you asked, grinning. 

Jeno nodded so hard his hair sprayed water everywhere. 

You suddenly remembered that you were in your underwear, and blushed, crossing your arms over your chest. You and Jeno never got changed in front of each other. Even when you had sex, you were never completely naked – he always said that nudity was unnecessary. 

Your heart was pounding as you turned your back to Jeno, and slipped off your bra and panties. You fought the urge to run out of the room rather than join your naked boyfriend in the tub. 

You slipped into the bath with Jeno. You sat on one side, with Jeno sat facing you. 

For a moment, the atmosphere bristled with awkwardness. You were all too aware of Jeno’s legs on the outside of yours, of his absolute nakedness. 

Then, Jeno splashed you with one hand, spraying bathwater all over your face. 

You grinned, and just like that, the awkwardness evaporated. 

You loved the way Jeno’s eyes slipped shut when you massaged peach shampoo into his shaggy brown hair. He moaned in pleasure. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing – Jeno usually hates having his hair touched, and will never let you hear him moan.

You did find it strange that Jeno hasn’t talked all morning, but Jeno has gone days without talking to you in the past, so you didn’t think too much of it. 

Once you were both clean, you lay back on Jeno’s bare chest. You could feel the bathwater cooling, but you didn’t want to go just yet. With Jeno’s firm stomach heating you from behind, and the soothing rise and fall of his breaths, you’d never felt more comfortable. 

Jeno was so sick that he couldn’t even get dressed! Jesus, this was one strange illness. As you towelled him dry, forced him into a dressing gown, and tucked him into bed, he stared adoringly into your eyes. 

Soon, Jeno was snoring. You gazed at that handsome face, even more beautiful when it was smoothed out in sleep. 

You looked at the clock. 

12:30PM

Oh god! You had got lunch with Mrs Khan, your editor, in thirty minutes. If you didn’t leave now you’d be so late that you’d have to kiss that book deal goodbye. 

As you yanked open your bedroom door, you heard a loud bark. For some reason, you looked to Jeno first, but he was still fast asleep. 

Then you remembered. Lucky. You had forgot to let your Samoyed Lucky out of his crate all morning.

“Oh baby, you must be starving!” you exclaimed, undoing the latch. 

You ran downstairs to the kitchen, knowing that Lucky would follow you, and poured out some food into his engraved silver bowl. 

You waited for him to start eating so you could leave. But he just stared up you with his shiny black eyes. A chill ran down your spine. Lucky was a smart dog, but right now, his gaze looked almost human. 

“Eat up, Lucky! That’s a good boy!” 

Nothing. Completely ignoring the food, Lucky ran to the corner of the kitchen. Even stranger, he started hitting his head against the cupboard, while staring at you. Hit. Stare. Hit. Stare. 

You huffed. “Sorry, Lucky, I can’t play. I’m so late!”

You turned for the door, but Lucky growled. It was a terrifying growl, like nothing you’ve ever heard from your sweet dog. The sound was so shocking it made you turn. 

“Fine! What is it?” 

He nudged the cupboard again with his wet black nose. 

“You want me to… open this?” 

Lucky yipped happily. 

Swearing under your breath at how late you were, you opened the cupboard. 

Lucky sprang out and knocked down three cereal boxes with his nose. 

He was sniffing around the alphabet cereal, almost as if he was looking for a letter. You shook your head. That was impossible. 

Only, a few moments later, Lucky bit a letter and dropped it in your palm. 

I

You were too shocked to move, or even complain about the dog slobber in your palm.

He did it twice more. 

I AM 

You dumped the chewed up cereal in the trash and ran to the front door. It’s not just because you we’re late – you also felt like you might be going crazy. Dogs sending secret messages? Jesus, maybe you swallowed some of that shampoo. 

You put on your coat, then one trainer. But before you could put on the next one, Lucky grabbed it between his teeth and wrestled it out of your hand.

He started chewing up the shoe even more furiously than he did with his favourite bone. No! It was like God didn’t want you to meet your editor today.

Swearing, you picked a different pair of shoes. But Lucky pressed his body against the door, as if he was trying to stop you from leaving the house. 

He growled, a low, menacing sound.

“Lucky, I’m leaving, and you can’t stop me!” you snapped. He’d never had separation issues like this. 

Reaching over him, you yanked at the latch of the door and pulled it open. However, as you stepped out of your house, Lucky grabbed your left trouser leg in his teeth. You begged, scolded, pushed, but you couldn’t seem to get him to let go. 

Eventually, you lost your balance and fall backwards onto your front lawn. The trouser leg, still in Lucky’s mouth, ripped, right up to the thigh. 

Tears pricked at your eyes. That was the last straw. You couldn’t take this awful day any longer. 

As if heaven was laughing at your sadness, there was a rip of thunder and rain started pouring down. It soaked your clothes and turned the grass into a sea of mud.

“Bad dog! Naughty Lucky! Bad boy!” you scolded. Lucky never acted like this before. Your vision turned red, and your throat bubbled with anger. 

“You’re going on time out!” you shouted. You grabbed Lucky by his collar and dragged him round the back to the garden. Eyes blurry with tears, you tied Lucky to the post at the end of the garden. 

Lucky snarled at you. 

“See if you can learn your lesson out here. I’ll be back for you tonight.” 

You left for work, trying to forget the rollercoaster of a morning you just had. 

--- 

It was the end of the day, and your nerves were all over the place. Was Jeno still sick? And you felt bad about leaving Lucky out all day in the cold. 

You pushed open the front door and stepped inside. Immediately, you heard footsteps bounding down the stairs. 

You had barely put down your bag before you saw Jeno, grinning, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. 

Jeno jumped towards you, embracing you with such vigour that your back slammed against the door. You couldn’t even be mad, because he’d never embraced you like this when you’d got home from work. 

You had planned to let Lucky back into the house as soon as you got home, but your boyfriend’s eager pawing at your chest made all other thoughts slip out of your mind. 

You let Jeno pull you into the living room, where the huge glass walls looked out into the garden. Lucky was chained outside, the bright lights in the living room making it easy to see exactly what was going on inside, but you didn’t care, he was a dog, after all. 

You heard barking from the garden, but you ignored it. In the last day, Jeno had given you more affection then he had in the entire three years you’d been dating. Lucky could wait.

“Someone’s eager today!” you said, breathless. 

Jeno pinned you down onto the couch and whined into your neck. You couldn’t believe that a mystery illness made your normally cold and stoic boyfriend mute and horny, but you weren’t complaining. 

“How are you feeling?” you asked, but Jeno clearly wasn’t interested in talking. He sat on top of your legs, pinning you down.

“Should we go to the doc-AH!” You gasped when Jeno ripped open your blouse with his teeth, one button flying across and hitting the glass wall. Jeno started licking the exposed skin of your chest. 

Then, with one large swipe, Jeno yanked at your flimsy lace bra, which broke instantly, exposing your naked chest. You squealed with delight when he ran his tongue between your breasts.

You were struck with a strong desire to kiss your boyfriend. As much as you enjoyed the affection, you wanted his lips on your lips. So, you cupped his jaw and pulled his face up to yours. 

Closing your eyes, you squeezed your mouth onto his. Except, instead of kissing you back, Jeno just licked your face, making you shriek. 

Jeno pushed you over till you were on all fours. He embraced you from behind and nuzzled into your shoulder. You could feel his erection pressing against your thigh. 

Just then, you heard a ferocious roar from the garden. You looked through the glass and saw two black eyes staring at you. It was Lucky, growling at you, with his teeth bared. 

Suddenly, you felt very exposed. It was as if Lucky’s eyes weren’t the loving eyes of your furry friend, but, once again, they seemed more human. Like he knew what you were doing, and he was judging you. 

You pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and covered up your naked chest. Jeno let out a low whine. 

“I better let Lucky in. He really is in a mood today,” you said, patting Jeno’s cheek. Jeno’s eyes slipped shut and he leant into your touch. You smiled – this was exactly how Lucky acted when you petted him. He sure was acting strange today. 

You put a coat on and walked out into the garden, gasping when you realised how cold it had gotten. Poor Lucky, he’d been chained out here all day. 

Lucky started to growl, but that soon changed into a soft whimper. You saw that his fluffy golden coat was matted down with rain, and his large body was shivering. 

“I’m so sorry, Lucky!” you cooed, rushing towards Lucky, and unhooking his leash. “Let’s get you inside and dry!”

---

Jeno, trapped in Lucky’s body, had been stuck outside all day. But right now, he was too tired and hungry to try and get you to realise the switch. So when you ushered him inside and started pressing hot towels across his fur, he just lay his head on your legs and let you stroke him. 

Tears pricked in your eyes as you wiped Lucky’s fur down in the side room. You should never have left him outside. 

“I’m sorry about today, Lucky,” you said. “You know I usually need you for our daily cuddles, but today I got so much affection from Jeno, I guess I didn’t need it from you.” 

The dog’s ears perked up. Jeno would have frowned if he could, he had no idea you felt this way.

You absentmindedly stroked his fur as you rambled on. Jeno got the feeling that you talked to the dog a lot about your emotions. 

“I don’t need to tell you what Jeno’s like, you’ve been through it all with me,” you said, ruffling the dog’s ears. “I don’t think he’s said more than ten words to me all week, and I can’t even remember the last time he hugged me. But that’s okay because I have you, my special cuddle pup, isn’t that right? Good boy.”

You scratched the dog’s belly, sending shivers down Jeno’s spine. “You love me unconditionally, don’t you, Lucky? You’re the only one in the world who does. Honestly, I’m not so sure why Jeno and I are even together.”

Lucky whimpered. 

You gasped. “No, don’t worry! If we break up, you’re going to live with me. You’re my dog first, Lucky.” 

Jeno couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He had no idea that you felt this way. He did love you, and although he didn’t show it outwardly, he thought you knew. Jeno started to realise what a bad boyfriend he’d been. 

“So when Jeno woke me up with kisses… it made me realise what I could be having with a boyfriend. Come to think of it… Jeno acted a lot like how you are with me in the mornings…” you frowned. “I hope he’s not playing some sort of mean trick on me…”

Lucky jumped out of your lap and started shaking his head from side to side, it looked a lot like he was saying no.

The hairs stood up on your neck. You eyed the dog curiously. “You’ve been acting strange too, Lucky. You were all cold and grumpy this morning… kind of like Jeno…”

Lucky nodded his head up and down, as if saying yes. 

Shivers ran down your spine. Surely this wasn’t happening. Your voice was hushed. “It’s almost like… you and Jeno switched bodies…”

Lucky yelped just then, making you jolt.

But before you could react, you heard a crash coming from the living room. You bolted to the room, Lucky by your feet. You gasped when you saw that the mirror was smashed. 

But what was more shocking was what your boyfriend Jeno was doing.

Jeno – or at least, Jeno’s human body - was facing away from you in the corner of the room, one leg hiked up onto the sofa. His sweatpants were down at his ankles, and you could see his muscled naked butt…

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-Hybrids heart

Summary: Y/N works a clinic specifically for hybrids what happens when eight hybrids with very different personalities end up in her care

Words: 2.2k

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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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 1

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: mentions of stress, anxiety, slight angst, mentions of possible neglect, Reader uses they/them 

Word count: 3.2k

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DO NOT STEAL MY WORK

Err— Err— Err—

I turn my head to look at the clock

6:30

God it's too early

Yesterday was so tiring I wish I could sleep in but it's 6:30 and I would prefer to not mess up my current sleep schedule. I get up and shuffle my way to the bathroom to freshen up and get ready.

I know that I really should go shopping but as I look out the window I can see the rain coming down pretty hard outside. I put on jeans and a warm sweater, almost forgetting about the events that happened last night.

The sun still rises as I scroll through my phone listening to the sound of brewing coffee. The emails from the marketing team came flooding in

‘Thank you, Y/n for contacting us on the events of yesterday's unveiling of the Colra x Script fashion line. You have our hope and sympathy. We however only have a month and a half until we have to release to the public. There is enough in the budget for more fabrics, and as the project manager, it will be your job to finish up the project in a way that is deemed fit to Colra’s standards. Please ensure that at the end of the week you email the creative directors of Colra your design,

Thank you,

Theo Mclaughlin from marketing ‘

That's just great I can probably get the designs finished but getting the entire line done? that's going to be a lot. I can maybe ask two or three people to help me sew the pieces. The line was supposed to include 13 pieces.

I sigh, this was going to be a mess to try and clean up.

“uh hi—” A deep voice makes me jump slightly and turn around.im greeted with dark down eyes and longish hair and a similar height to Chan

“Sorry, didn't mean to scare you,” The male with bat ears apologizes, a smile so contagious I can't help but smile back. The dark bat years sitting on the top of his head were familiar to that of who I help to bed last night.

“Oh sorry, you caught me off guard— uh how are you feeling,” I say remembering how cold and out of it he seemed last night. On top of his head lies dark bat ears and his eyes are also very dark but warm deep and inviting. As I take in his face I see, freckles scattered across his face. Much like his eyes, I find myself getting lost in them..

“A Lot better, thank you for letting us stay here.”

“Of course, you're welcome to say as long as you want. Would you like coffee?” I offer.

He nods, sitting down at the island as I grab a mug.

“ I'm Felix by the way.” he says

 ”nice to meet you, Felix, I’m Y/n,” I say handing him the mug of coffee.

I move toward the fridge open the door and look over the contents, I pull the drawer to the fruit crisper open. the idea of fruit and eggs pops into my head. I gab the ingredient to make a fruit salad out and the eggs from a higher shelf.  I crack the eggs, mixing them up in with seasoning before pouring them into a skillet.

“So how long have you lived out here?” Felix says during our conversation.

“Oh, I think this marks almost 3 years since I bought the house I remodeled some of it though.”

“That's cool, it looks very nice,” Felix looks around the kitchen area.

“Breakfast will be finished in 15, but feel free to explore.”

Felix lights up at the opportunity to look around as I’m putting the eggs on a plate and fruit on the side.

“Chan they made breakfast,” Felix says as the other hybrid walks through the entrance

I push the plates toward the two young men.

“I was telling Felix that after he eats he can explore the house feel free to do the same,” I say smiling.

“Oh—Thank you,” Chan says with a warm smile.

I see the time, getting close to 9:30

“Oh shit— I need to work on some stuff, I'll be in my office,” I say moving around to rush in my office. I just wanted to finish doing stuff before this afternoon.

hours into redesigns I found myself wishing to slam my face into the wall. 

I've redesigned 3 of these outfits and I still have so many left to go, truly I feel like Colra is the bane of my existence.

Hoping I can sort through some of the designs I get up and move to the island in the middle of the room I typically use to lay out patterns and cut on. I hear soft knocks on the door leading me to jump for a second forgetting that two other people are staying in my house.

“Come in,” I say as I mark the designs littered on the table-like top.

I turn my head to face the door to see the wolf hybrid peeking his head in.

“Hey Chan what’s up,” I say slightly concerned, worried that something bad could have happened.”

“Sorry this was the last room,” he trails off looking in still standing near the door, looking around for me 

 “So what do you do?” his arms cross as he walks closer to the table in the middle of the room currently covered in papers and binders. His crossed arms seem tense, as if he was trying to avoid touching things.

“Oh– I'm a designer. Sometimes I put pieces together at home or make my pieces here. It's useful when I'm working from home.”

“Do you work from home? “ his voice raised a bit with surprise at the end of his statement

“Yeah kinda, sometimes I have to go in For things I’d rather not do over the phone like meetings or interviews. But I typically go in 3 days out of the week and from home,” As I let out a sigh I notice his shoulders relax.

“If you’re supposed to be off why are you working?” he asked eyebrows furrowed.

I let out a sad sigh.

“Admittedly, it's my fault. We were working with a company and I, along with my team of designers, we're supposed to do a collaboration project but when it came to the unveiling it kinda flopped,” I tap the pencil in my hand against my tabletop. “I have a little time before the line is supposed to publicly drop so I'm working to fix it and I have around a month and a half?”

“That sounds stressful, yeah?”

I chuckle at the response from the wolf hybrid.

“Yeah, but I can't let my team down. All of them tried so hard and did so well with their designs so I feel a bit guilty I guess,” I say looking up from the papers.

Chan hums softly in response to my statement and wanders around the room looking at the different cubbies and shelves. I quickly remember the idea I had a few hours ago.

“Oh— Chan I was gonna ask for some help trying to order clothes for you and Felix,” I say as I continue to mark the sketches with parts I want to keep.

“Oh you don't have to do that,” Chan says, looking back the different threads sitting on shelves. 

“I may not have to but I want to. those are two very different things, plus you guys are staying here you should feel comfortable while you do.” I looked up offering a soft smile to him.

“Uh thanks,” there's a twitch to his ears

The silence in the room is suffocating.

Did I say something wrong?

“So you live here by yourself?” he breaks the silence.

“Yeah, it's just me.”

“This is kinda a big house for just one person.” 

”Yeah sometimes it gets lonely I guess— but I like the space and I like living out here it's so different from what the environment of my job and line of work is like. Sometimes I find myself in the public eye and its nice to be able to retreat to my house all the way out here.” I ramble off as I continue to sketch up a new design.

a design that I'm finally happy with and think will get approved, I finish a design im finally happy with I place it down and reach for my laptop, Once I gather my things I start to head toward the door. I see Chan perk up a bit his fluffy ears angling towards me before his head turns to me as I go to leave the room motioning him to follow me. We walk to the living room, finding Felix seated crossed-legged on the couch watching the TV. His ears twitch slightly to follow the noise of me and Chan entering the room.

“Hey Felix,” he turns smiling.

“We're gonna order some clothes, wanna join us?” I say, patting the spot on the other side of me on the couch.

We spent next hour looking at clothes and other things they liked. Felix has a more diverse color pallet choosing things in other colors, I can tell he has a love for sweaters and hoodies. On the other hand, There’s Chan who almost exclusively chooses black a good mixture of sleeveless shirts and hoodies. 

I decided that it wouldn't be a bad idea to spend the rest of the afternoon preparing soup for dinner and relaxing. The three of us sit in comfortable silence watching a cooking show that Felix was previously engrossed with.

The night is peaceful and I can tell we're going to get along great, and I've voiced that if they ever feel uncomfortable they don't have to feel forced to stay but they are welcome to as long as they want.

And they do at least for the rest of the week. I don't exactly want them to leave, but I don't want them to think that they're stuck here. I like having them in the house, they both make me laugh especially during days that are especially painful at work. It's been a long time since I've had friends who could do that.

Making Chan smile warms my heart, he wears his emotions on his sleeve he doesn't do a good job at hiding them, and while I haven't asked about their past and I don't think it’s my place, I can tell somethings bothering Chan, 

Despite the way he laughs things off when faced with questions about how he's doing and feeling. When the clothes finally came He didn't seem displeased but his fidgeting and uneasiness made it clear something was wrong. Felix on the other hand, he's a little more open and very affectionate. He likes to hug me when I get home and lay against me if I'm reading on the couch. Which I gladly welcome with open arms. He can be hesitant to accept things or join me in activities, for example, The other day I invited him to come bake with me since I see how interested he is in baking, it took some reassurance to finally get him to come make some cookies.

I hear my alarm go off, I rush to get ready for work almost slipping down the stairs shoes in hand. I sit at the dining table crossing my legs in an attempt to quickly tie my shoe when a groggy voice comes from around the corner. 

“Oh Y/n before you go, do you mind if I try to bake something today?” Felix asks, rubbing his eyes still filled with sleep. 

“Oh yeah go for it there’s some cookbooks in the living room on the bookshelf near the window,” I respond quickly grabbing my bag to head out the door. I respond quickly grabbing my bag to head out the garage door “See you later Felix, I'll be back by 7:00.” 

When I woke up this morning I had the plan to get Chan and Felix phones, that way they would have a little more freedom and I'd feel better about leaving them at the house in case they needed something or an emergency happened. Waiting out the long day till my lunch I quickly pack my stuff and move out the door heading to my cell provider store. 

I look at the models deciding to get them the same model as mine, reliable and durable. “Uh– i'll go with 2 of these,” I point at the phone in front of me. 

As the lady rings me up I can't help but be worried they won't like the phones, or that they’ll be offended cause they don't plan to stay. I leave the store with the small bag in my hands as I go back to my car to finish my day at work.

The welcoming warmth of walking through my garage door never fails to relax me. I take off the hat I had been wearing for the day and make an attempt to slide my shoes off. Felix mixed something in the kitchen and Chan crouched near the floor looking in a cabinet tail brushing up against the floor and ears pinned back. 

”Hey guys,” I say, struggling to get my shoes off, leaning against the wall to get a better grip at my boots. “whatcha making?”

“ We found a cookie recipe in this cookbook,” Felix says motioning to the book in front of him.

I was gonna put the pair of shoes back in my room before I came back, but Chan Seems to be looking for something and can't find it,

I walk over with my shoes in hand.

“whatcha lookin’ for?” Chan jumps a little at the sound of my voice.

“Oh do you have some cookie sheets?” he says turning to me.

“ Yeah! they're in this cabinet,” I put down my shoes to look thew the cabinets and stick my hand in the back finding the sheet. 

“I don't use them very much. I'm not great with cookies but I make a good lemon cake,” I say, handing him the sheet and giving him a smile.

I pick up my shoes and head to my room to change. The warm F/c knit sweater I grab hugs me comfortingly and the grey sweats were thick and loose. I walk down the stairs to join the boys back in the Kitchen to go into the garden in hopes of finding a few vegetables harvest with it being the end of the harvesting season approaches. 

“I'm gonna head into the garden and pick some stuff,” I announce before going on the porch slipping on the boots I keep outside.

I kneel in the dirt between the slightly raised garden beds. Picking up a beet with a bite taken out of it.

Weird something must have gnawed at it.

I pick the beet regardless and put it to the side while I pick some more beets. throughout the garden looking at what all the rain has brought for me to harvest, it seems the lettuce and kale are ready for me to pick. The more I look throughout the garden the more I find bite marks and paw prints littering the moist soil, which means I probably have something eating my plants. While it's a bit inconvenient, they must be hungry, and maybe if I put down something to eat leave the rest of the garden alone. I grab a lettuce leaf and the beet I had set aside earlier, which I was originally going to put in compost. Together I place the leaf and beet on the floor in hopes that whatever is eating my garden will accept the offer as it's placed closer to the tree line. I went inside and put the basket full of vegetables on the edge of the counter. Chan and Felix put the cookies in the oven.

“Hey have you guys seen anything in the garden?”

The sound of water rushing as I turn the sink on to wash the produce

“Uh no not really why?” Chan's eyebrows furrowed.

 ”I just found some bite marks in some of the stuff out in the garden” 

” Yeah, no sorry. Do you want us to keep an eye out?” Felix asks, taking the oven mitts off and standing up straight.

 ”Sure if you guys want, I'm sure whatever's munching on the garden is just hungry.” I shrug my shoulders “Oh that's right I got you guys something” I say rushing to my bag still sitting in the hall near the garage and laundry room.

and pulling out the phones and sitting them on the table. ”oh wow,” surprise evident on Chan’s face

“Are these for us?” Felix questions. A big smile on his face.

“Yeah I wanted to get you guys something to one, contact me if anything happens and two, just to give you guys some type of freedom you're staying here but I don't want you guys to feel trapped ya know?”

I hand them the phones “I already set up your numbers with my provider and put my phone in there,”

“No one ever done something like that for us,” Chan says looking down at the phone.

“Well hopefully you guys will put them to good use,” I say smiling and moving through the entryway to the living room.

With the food ordered and eaten and the cookies on a plate in the kitchen, I for once found myself alone in the living room.

The tv plays in the background as I Scroll thru my phone. when I hear footsteps of someone coming into the living room.

I turn my head to see who the footsteps belong to, I'm surprised a bit to see Felix typically Chan is up late.

“Hey Felix, What's up?”

 ”I just want to ask you something,” He says with a shrug,

I scoot over on the couch moving to the side to give the bat hybrid more room. He sits down crossing his legs under him.

“You've been so nice since we've been here, and I guess I'm worried that you’ll ask us to leave,” his eyes are glassy, staring at his hands.

“Felix you guys can stay here forever, don't feel like you have to leave. I would love it if you guys stayed to live here with me. I enjoy your guys' company and I want you to feel like you're welcome, okay? I'm not asking you to leave and there's no plans in the future if you want to leave, that's gonna be your decision ok?” I say taking his hands into mine, ducking my head to try to look into his brown eyes.

“I don't know what the homes or centers have been like and I may never really understand but I want you to feel safe and welcome here,” tears quickly fell down the boy's freckled face as he moves to hug me, mumbling a thank you into the knit sweater that's being soaked by his tears.

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Lost - Chapter One

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    🕸️   It took everything in her body to not trip over the cracks in the pavement outside of her apartment building; her throat burning from both the cold and the amount of breathing she was doing as she raced towards the door.

Hands shaking as she struggled with the rusty lock, her ears pricked upward at the noise of a blood-chilling shriek, and she knew that they had spotted her again.

She was getting sloppy on her supply runs and even though she knew this, she wasn’t exactly known for having the best balance even standing still, let alone grabbing supplies from the blood-stained shops.

Letting out a small cry of relief, the door finally came unstuck, and she slammed the door shut; turning around just in time to see a small group of people slam their bodies into the thick glass door.

Their eyes bloodshot, their mouths always open and drooling, all of them agile despite whatever their human health state was like.  

“Fucking arseholes,” she whispered as she tried to ignore the groaning and the screaming that was just behind a single glass door.

Dashing up the stairs, she kept her apartment key ready in her hand, anything to just be a little safer that much quicker.

“I am alive,” she called out, her breath halting for a few seconds as silence followed her announcement.

“You sound terrified,”  

The deep voice made her flinch and she turned to see her best friend sitting up on his elbows, his eyes narrowing on her face and taking in her shaken form.

“Why didn’t you wake me?” he jumped over the back of the sofa and quickly gathered her up in his arms, “safety in numbers,” he added pulling back so he could look her in the eyes.

“Felix, you were sleeping, and I didn’t want to wake you up,” she replied feeling a little bashful under his gaze, “it’s been so long since you had a good night's sleep and I’m not going to wake you up for every supply run just because you think you’re okay when you clearly aren’t,”  

She pouted when Felix chuckled and pet the top of her head with affection, enjoying the softness of her Dalmatian ears.

“You’re right,” he agreed surprising her quite a bit and she tilted her head to the side; the two of them making their way to the seating area, “lay with me?”  

Felix helped her move the heavy backpack she was carrying and held his arms out to her, knowing fully well that she would never be able to refuse such an action.

“Evil,” she mumbled before quickly joining him on the sofa, head buried in his chest as a blanket was thrown over them.

“Maybe so but you love me,” he giggled at the scoff that was replied and he squeezed the hybrid just a little bit more out of sheer love for her, “I’m glad you’re safe,” he added quietly as he heard a loud scream coming from a floor above them.

Must be Miss Lorn’s boyfriend...finally turned Felix thought with a shudder as the screaming continued a little more before it slowly became quiet with a loud gurgling.

“Me too,” she whispered gripping the fabric of his shirt for comfort, “maybe...maybe we should barricade the door today,” she added upon hearing the rather disturbing scrambling of hands scratching at the floorboards from above.

“I’m on it,”

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Even though the world had gone to shit, the internet seemed to still be working.

Only on select days of the month it seemed but working none-the-less.

Felix had been trying to get in contact with his best friends ever since things really started to go downhill; she could see his heart breaking every time the phone calls cut short or when they simply weren’t even working.

She had only met one of Felix’s friends and that was a man called Han Jisung.

An introverted man who was shy and anxious a lot of the time but bloomed the second he was comfortable with you.

She always had had a soft spot for Han and had enjoyed his company very much whenever he’d visited Felix, the two men extremely close thanks to their birthdays being one day apart.

She had assumed that Han would’ve been the first one he would try to get in touch with but apparently there was another man from Australia that he was the closest too.  

“Still nothing?” she asked quietly as she eyed Felix, who was leant over his laptop with a very exhausted expression on his lovely face, “Lix?” she pushed gently when silence followed her question, and he looked up slowly with a sad shake of his head.  

“I don’t even know if they’re safe,” he whispered trying his very best not to cry, “Channie-hyung is tough but his kindness is the thing that will get him in trouble...people will take advantage,” he closed his laptop and rubbed his face harshly; leaving red marks on himself.

“Minho-hyung is tough and no nonsense, but playful and kind...I guess he’ll be the one who would be around the longest,” Felix picked at his nails, and she knew that he was just talking to vent out his anxiety; so, she stayed quiet and nodded, “Changbin-hyung and Hyunjin-hyung live together, so I think they’ll be alright but Changbin is loud and a hot-head sometimes,” he pulled at his thick brown locks, “Hannie....” he seemed to be particularly stressed when talking about the slightly older man.

“Hannie is smart, and I think his anxiety benefits him...he’s not that great with social situations unless we’re with him so I think...I think he’ll be hiding in his home or with Channie-hyung...they’re super close,” he took a deep breath and turned to look at her for the first time since his ramble.

“Seungie and Jeongin are the youngest of our friendship group but I believe that they are together, I hope they’re together,” he whispered, “I believe they’ll be okay but they get overwhelmed easily and I just don’t know what to do!” he finally broke down in tears and she rushed towards him; pulling him into her chest and stroking his hair as he sobbed into shirt, gripping the back of it so hard she thought it would rip.

“I will help you find them,” she squeezed him tightly and kissed his forehead when he eventually looked up, “I will find them,” she knew it was giving him false hope, but she couldn’t stand to see the utter distress upon his face.

“I don’t want them to be hurt,” he whimpered as his face turned a bright shade of red due to his crying, “I love them,” he bit his bottom lip nervously before smiling ever so slightly when she bumped her head against his affectionately.  

“I know you do,” she replied looking at the front door at the sudden sound of screeching, which caused them both to bolt towards said door just in case they had to hold it shut once again.

“How are they still in the building?” Felix shook his head, voice still wrecked because of his crying.

“I don’t know, I thought I had gotten rid of them all on this floor,” she eyed the peephole and felt her stomach drop at the sight of them running down the halls; clearly on the scent of something and she hoped it wasn’t one of the poor pets in the other apartments.

“Might be newbies,” Felix sighed heavily, “I still think it’s to do with the water around here,” he added making her shrug.

“Could be, I haven’t been using any water for drinking that didn’t come out of a bottle,” she confessed, “bad for the planet but so is this virus,” she continued making Felix laugh.

“Same here,” he confessed as they moved away from the door and back towards his bedroom; shutting the door behind them.

A rule the two of them had come up with in case their front door was knocked down during the night, they would still have a barrier between them and the zombies.

Sleeping together was also another safety rule they’d made as they’d be able to 1. hold the door better with two and 2. have more chances to fight the zombies off if, God forbid, they got in.

Plus, they were just scared to be by themselves.

“Have you tried to call them?” she moved to his side on the bed and cuddled up with her arms locked around one of his, chin on his shoulder.

“I think using phones is going to be pointless,” he puffed a big sigh out, “fucking thing hasn’t been able to connect a call in about,” he paused, “three-four weeks,”  

This news came as a surprise to her as Felix hadn’t even mentioned this to her.

“Three-four weeks?!” she gasped, and he nodded, “oh Felix,” she almost cooed at his saddened expression, her fingers gently brushing his hair from his face so she could look at his dark brown eyes.

He, in turn, looked back at her feeling quite hopeless, his head pushing forward so their foreheads were together.

“I have you,” he whispered closing his eyes, “so it’s not all bad,” he felt his face flush red at the sudden confession, and he moved away from her, eyes darting to the grey carpet of his room.

There was a short silence that followed his statement.

She would be lying if she hadn’t picked up on a weird atmosphere surrounding the two of them lately; not that she hated the feeling, but it was just a little strange.  

Felix was always a touchy person; often pulling her into cuddles for most of the day or just petting her ears as she curled up beside him, kissing her forehead or cheek whenever he felt particularly soft.

But recently the cuddles had become longer and tighter, the kisses had become more frequent, and his lips lingered.

Even she had become aware that she was also being a lot more affectionate with Felix; even brave enough now to kiss him back on several occasions.

She considered the man a forever packmate, even though she didn’t have a pack in the first place.

Maybe she was confusing simple pack-love with romantic love? She wasn’t too knowledgeable about Hybrid pack lives, having been brought up with a Human family since birth.

Shaking her head furiously, startling Felix in the process, she cleared her throat and threw herself down onto the bed, pulling the covers over her body.

“We should get some rest, we need to go on another supply run soon,” she faked a yawn and made sure to face away from him as she tried to figure her thoughts out but still pushed backwards as Felix joined her, arm thrown around her waist protectively.

It was annoying that her tail was wagging.

Fucking traitor!

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[skzoologist]

Unfamiliarity [two]

word count: ~10.5k

genre: Hybrid AU, no pairings

warnings: forced intake of medication, usage of heavy meds, panic attacks, signs of PTSD, hints of being experimented at, past abuse, occasional curse words, hurt/comfort, just bad choices overall from everyone

summary: Being taken in from the street means you get a mandatory, very fun session with the vet :)

a/n: I hope none of you missed the story too much, seeing as I took TWO MONTHS to update. I am horrible, my time-management skills are non-existent. My deepest apologies, I will put up the next chapter hopefully the next week to try and tame your ire. Especially since no new members are introduced in this chapter yet, only in the next one... Anyway, I hope you have fun reading this and feel free to barge into my ask box if you have any thoughts or questions!

Please let me know if I left a warning or anything out, I will add it in!Reblogs, likes and feedback are greatly appreciated!

!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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Waking up was not fun at all.

The moment my consciousness resurfaced and I opened my eyes, my whole body started hurting. My head pounded mercilessly, feeling heavy and fuzzy. My throat was parched, tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth, the notion of peeling it off uncomfortable.

I slowly got up, my body shuddering and fur twitching as I sucked in a whine that almost left my muzzle. My back hurt and stretched, the smell of antiseptics hitting me in the face. My nose crinkled up, eyes watering from the unpleasantly strong smell. Shaking my head to try and get rid of at least a bit, I huffed and stood up on shaky paws, carefully stepping down from the 'bed'.

My whole body felt like a weight as I stood there, needing a moment to recollect myself.

What was I doing last time? I wasn't in 'bed'... No, I was eating, right. The wolf… yes, he was teaching me how to use those sticks. Then…

Everything came rushing back to me, the glass, the capture, the stars. Wait no, those were freckles.

Trotting towards the place where the clothes were stored, I stood on my hind legs, front right paw resting on the right door as I opened the left one with my maw. Sure enough, there were clothes neatly laid out there by the others, like it always had been.

Shifting into my other -more vulnerable- form, I suppressed every groan of pain that wanted to escape me. The scars on my upper body stretched painfully, the feeling unpleasant and familiar. Quickly putting on some clothes, I walked towards the door and took a couple of deep breaths.

Nobody was nearby, they were all huddled in the 'living room' from what I could tell. That was… weirdly perfect.

Quietly opening the door, I stepped out into the hallway I had walked across so many times before. Not wanting to notify anyone of my presence just yet, I left the door open -instead of risking them hearing me closing it- and stepped across the smooth floor, my steps muted and precise.

Nearing the stairway, I stopped as I heard hushed voices. I couldn't make out any words thanks to my fuzzy head, but their tone was more than enough to indicate their misery. My ears pressed into my head, knowing I was probably the cause of that.

Gathering my courage, I gulped down my racing heart that leapt into my throat and took a step towards the staircase.

By the fourth step I was noticed.

By the sixth, their voices completely died down.

By the seventh I stopped, gaze meeting theirs after a few seconds.

I took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry."

My voice was raspy, the words almost unrecognisable from the lack of use over the long years. Yet, I continued looking at them, my uninjured hand clenching in anticipation, waiting for them to inevitably throw me out or hurt me.

"You…you can speak?" - croaked out a small voice, the others too stunned to speak yet.

I nodded.

"...Then why haven't you spoken so far?" - asked another.

"...wasn’t allowed to…" - I rasped out, my throat closing up in strain.

I awkwardly continued to stand there, waiting for a reaction, just anything.

"Well, why’re you just standing there, come down here you idiot." - choked out Chan. Before I could open my mouth to protest, Minho cut me off. "No, we’re not angry at you, get your ass down here or else Felix and Changbin will tackle you onto the stairs and worsen your injuries."

I just accepted my fate, making my way over towards them in my stupor. I didn't even reach them when the aforementioned feline shot up from his seat and rushed at me. I didn't fall over only because Minho warned me, so I stood there stiffly as the boy clinged to me as if his life depended on it, apologising over and over again.

My brows furrowed. What wrong did he do that he needed to be apologising for?

I quickly caught the words 'shirt' and 'breakfast', the pieces clicking together as I realised he had been blaming himself for my panic at the table.

I hovered my hand above his head, only after a moment of hesitance did I finally gently place it atop his mop of angelic hair and stroked it, mindful of his little ears.

"Not your fault." - I rasped out, but he either didn't hear or didn't believe me as he just buried his face deeper into my chest.

Sighing, I took his face in both of my hands -injury be damned- and nudged him to look at me. When he finally did, I repeated the same sentence, my tone firm and leaving no place for any argument. I wiped his tears with my thumbs, then looked towards the others as I continued speaking -or at least trying to-.

"Bad memory. Not anyo–... anyone's fault. Sorry. Broke glass and caused trouble."

My voice died halfway and I sounded like I rose from the dead, but none of them seemed to care. Changbin indeed affectionately hugged me once I was close enough, my body almost smushed into paste. I endured it, even as my form protested and skin shivered, knowing he had no bad intentions. Chan was full on crying and smiling at me, engulfing me in a bear hug once Felix let go of me for a few seconds. Minho just repeatedly called me an idiot in an endearing tone, his voice light and playful.

That evening was one I would never forget for the rest of my life, the warmth that surrounded me suffocatingly gentle and sweet.

-.-.-.-.-

The days kept going by in a similar fashion, my life gaining a rhythm I never thought I would ever have.

Everyday I would wake up in my little den -that nobody intruded upon, just like the wolf promised- to a knock on the door, one of the boys waiting there with breakfast for me. Taking it thankfully after greeting each other, I would then go to the bathroom and get ready for the day -yes i had to be shown how to wash my teeth and i absolutely disliked how it felt-. Afterwards, I would join whoever was in the big, spacious room, lounging on the sofa together. Skinship still made my hair stand on end, so I usually sat on one side, while the others were on the opposite one, huddled and cuddled up in one big pile. Then usually, around the same time I would be ushered back into my room. Not that I minded -sometimes i even left earlier, the presence of the others too much for the day-, but I had a feeling it was so I wouldn’t run into the human.

It left a strange feeling in my chest, whenever I thought about how suspiciously considerate these hybrids were towards me.

I also got used to everyone's scents by now, although my stomach sometimes still unpleasantly turned whenever they were especially strong and mixed together. The clothes they let me borrow definitely helped hasten the whole process, even though they looked comically short on my stature.

Speaking of clothes, as I was putting on a fresh shirt, I heard a ripping sound echoing through the room.

Panicking, I quickly took it off, the movement irritating my injuries further, but I didn't care about that. No, checking the precious fabric’s condition was a way bigger priority. I turned around the piece of cloth in my hands and sure enough, there was a newly formed hole in its fabric.

Putting on a different one -more carefully this time-, I made my way out of the room, my ears lowered and tail lifeless.

I was hit with deja vu as only Minho was lazily lounging on the sofa, attention partly on the TV, half asleep. Not wanting to bother him or accidentally fully wake him up, I was about to start leaving back into the hallway when Felix appeared. He greeted his feline friend and cuddled into him, purrs now loud enough for even me to hear.

Letting a small smile sneak itself onto my lips, I turned around to leave when suddenly, Felix's head popped up over the back of the couch. His left ear flicked as he was looking straight at me with a deadpan expression, motioning for me to join them. I shuffled in place, embarrassed I was caught, but went down the stairs to join them anyway.

The blonde boy greeted me quietly, the brunette conked out under him, soft snores already leaving his form. My gaze softened at the sight, ears letting up and tail swaying gently.

I took my usual place on the soft furniture, the shirt in my hand now painfully obvious. I played with it absentmindedly, just watching the TV alone as the other feline decided to take a nap as well. They had woken up not that long ago, so I couldn't really understand how they could fall asleep so fast once again. Huffing in amusement at them, I turned towards one of the downstairs hallways as I sensed the other two hybrids leave a room and approach us. Sure enough, they saw and greeted me, in return I nodded at them.

Before they could say anything, I put a finger in front of my lips, motioning towards the sleeping hybrids. Chan looked at them with such warmth as he chuckled, while Changbin just rolled his eyes playfully, muttering things about cats and their laziness.

"Oh, why do you have a shirt in your hands?" - the wolf asked after he sat down next to me, the other parts of the sofa taken by the stretched out felines.

My form turned sheepish, eyes looking at the ground. I held up the fabric for him to see, the hole painfully obvious as I muttered out a grated 'Sorry'.

"Don't be sorry baby, I honestly thought this would happen sooner. None of us have fitting clothing for you, seeing as you are ridiculously tall." He let out a small sigh, silently pondering over his next words. "I’ve waited with this for as long as I could, but it seems like we have no choice anymore, sorry. Because if we want to get you new clothes, you need a collar. To get one, you need to be officially adopted, and for that, you need a checkup. You needed one anyway, for your injuries." - he carefully whispered out, his gentle gaze searching my form for a reaction.

The blood froze into my veins. 

I never wanted to be adopted again, or to have a collar on my neck. I gulped, the air suddenly thin and not enough. The room felt hot, while my body remained frigid. I was vaguely aware of the wolf in front of me, but my vision became slightly hazy and limited.

I blinked several times, forcing the memories and feelings down, not willing to cause another scene and appear weak in front of them yet again.

"-by, are you alright?"

All at once I became painfully aware of his knowing gaze and gentle hold on my uninjured hand. I merely nodded, noticing Changbin hovering nearby as well. My ears flicked towards his direction, a sign I noticed him and was fine. He eased up and sat down next to Chan, head propped up on one of the elder’s shoulders.

"I'm sorry baby, we can wait a bit more to get your injuries looked at. Forget I said anything." - he squeezed my hand once more, then let go as he instead focused on the movie that was playing.

I tried to do so as well, mind numb and slow to work.

I remained seated there for the rest of the day -besides eating and such-, aware what the others were doing at all times. Sometimes they silently watched the TV, other times they caused a ruckus. Chan checked his phone a couple of times, but I wasn't bothered about that. He did that sometimes, probably speaking with his human. The day went by and I was soon back in my room, sleeping early to just end the day faster.

I should have cared about that phone checking.

The next day started the same as my days usually did, but when I met the others, there was a strange tension in the air. They seemed a bit awkward around me, especially the wolf. I only raised an eyebrow at that, an uncomfortable feeling settling into my gut. But I thought nothing more of it.

I really should have.

Next thing I knew, the day slowly trickled by, the bad feeling only growing stronger, body fidgeting endlessly. My eyes regularly flitted around the place, searching for the source of my uncomfort.

It arrived in the form of an ear-splitting ringing. I jumped, having never heard the loud sound and remained in place. The others looked at each other with uncertainty, letting the youngest boy open the door.

Taking a deep breath, my nose picked up on an unfamiliar smell, one that did not belong to a hybrid. Before Felix reached the door I bolted, vaulting over the sofa and up the stairs, diving under the 'bed' and into my den, my safe place.

There was an unknown human in the house and I had a really bad feeling that it had something to do with me. What if it was them, finally having found me, ready to take me back to their lab? What if it was the law, coming to punish me for what I had done?

My head raced with thoughts, none better than the other.

Amidst my panic, the door opened, Chan stepping in and crouching in front of my hidden form.

"Baby, come out please. He just needs to look at your injuries and check if they’re healing properly." - he coaxed fruitlessly.

Oh so it was just a doctor. I didn't know if it was worse or better.

"Baby, please, it's just me in here. Come out."

He was right, it was indeed only him in the room at that moment, the others’ scents all outside and not in the room.

Not getting an answer, he just sat down and continued to try and lure me out with gentle murmurs, his voice on the edge of begging. Still, it took him a good while to get me out of my den, but I slowly crawled out and looked at him wearily.

Betrayal.

Betrayal was all I felt, as he grabbed me, shouting for the others to rush in and hold me down. My back was pushed onto a plush surface as it burned, my limbs held down even as they struggled to regain their freedom.

But no matter how hard I tried, their grips firmly remained on my body. A growl ripped out of my chest as my jaw was forced open, something placed inside as they firmly shut it. I didn't want to swallow down whatever it was, but he kept his hand in place, the other massaging my throat.

Tears escaped my eyes as I couldn't fight it anymore, the object sliding down with a forced gulp.

I continued thrashing, even as I felt a bit more sluggish, but nothing more.

"Fuck, he needs another one."

No!

I ripped my left hand out of its hold, something painfully moving out of place as I struggled to break free, blindly clawing at anything I could reach. My limb was soon recaptured, the hold on it only causing more pain. In the next moment my jaw was forced open once again and I relived that horrible moment from a few minutes ago.

My body felt heavy, head hazy as I laid there panting, unable to do anything anymore.

The wolf came into my vision, wiping away the tear tracks from my cheeks as he whispered something about being sorry and not having a choice. I just continued laying there, the ceiling much more interesting for my unfocused eyes as I accepted my fate.

Their familiar scents left and in came a new one, my gut already churning in place.

The new voice introduced itself, but I couldn't be bothered to remember its name. My mind was stuffy, as if it was filled with cotton. The room looked somehow funny, the patterns seemingly coming to life with each passing second. I could hear a chuckle as I marvelled at them, having never seen such things before.

Wariness was sitting at the back of my mind, forgotten there. My mood took a funny turn as well, numb and giddy mixing together to make me obedient and helpful.

And I was. 

I sat up sluggishly and let the human do whatever he wanted to me as I merely watched him, like a lifeless doll on drugs. He checked various parts of my body, being extra diligent around the scars on my upper body, head and arm.  Although I did make a face when he checked inside my mouth or touched my ears and tail, goosebumps uncomfortably raised on the surface of my skin.

After way too much prodding and tests, he was finally done and left, the knots in my stomach easing up.

I remained seated where I was, the floor perpetually moving and writhing beneath my feet. I watched it, highly intrigued, even as someone else came into the room.

Looking up I realised it was the wolf, my mood elated and tail wagging, happy to see him.

With a 'Channie!' I hugged him rather forcefully, rubbing my head into his. Suddenly realising what he had done not even long ago, I let go of him quickly, as if he had the plague. "Wait, no, I am supposed to be angry at you." - I muttered, arms crossed.

He just laughed, patting my shoulder. "You can come in guys, he's good, although a bit too high!" - he shouted out the open door, leading me back to where I sat not long ago.

Not even a second later Felix rushed in and I tackled him similarly to the wolf, just with a happy shout of 'Sunshine!' this time. Realising he was in on my backstabbing too, I let go of him and scrunched up my nose. "Wait, I am supposed to be angry at you too."

I stepped away from him, but then Minho and Changbin came in as well, and in a now very familiar fashion I greeted them. "Binnie, Linooo!… Wait, you guys held me down too… Ooh the floor is still moving." - I released them, looking around the floor as I heard them all laugh.

"How long do you think the meds will last? I need to know when to start recording, this is golden." - cackled the scary feline.

"The doc said a few hours, and that’s with his abnormally high tolerance." - replied the wolf as I was led to the bed by Binnie, the ground still tripping me out.

"Can we keep some of these meds? I have never seen him like this before, so… open and cuddly." "Well the doc did give us some, in case he freaks out again or anything. And no, Lix, those are for emergency use only."

The kitten pouted and I almost went to comfort him, before once again I remembered what they did. I went to cross my arms as I pouted, but the rodent hybrid gently held my injured hand that now rested in a cast.

"Don't pout, please, we did what we thought was best." - he whispered, caressing the cast with his thumb. "If you want to blame anyone, blame me. I was the one who had that ide–" The wolf was elbowed in his sides by both felines, a 'Shut up' and 'Naur' leaving their lips in disharmony.

I pursed my lips together, opting to instead hide myself in Changbin's side.

"I was just so scared. I thought it was him, or, or the others. I didn't want to go back." - my voice rasped out, cracking at a few places.

A few seconds of silence passed as one of them carded their fingers through my hair soothingly.

"Baby, who is he?"

"Dun wanna talk about it."

I just pressed more into the younger boy, my voice muffled. Taking a deep breath of the tropical scent, I threw myself over the others, face now nestled into the wolf's middle.

"Smells good. Safe."

"Maybe we can use these meds out of emergency too sometimes."

-.-

I woke up to a full bed, the thought dancing around my mind before fully registering. I tensed up under all the bodies, my heart rate accelerating fast. Not wanting to wake them up, I scooted away as much as I could, my body ridden with goosebumps, reminded of the past.

Some of them stirred but remained asleep as I just sat there, trying to recollect what had happened that could result in this.

I, sadly, came up a bit blank.

Instead of wrecking my already hurting head even more, I watched the others sleep, their features peaceful and at ease. A smile slipped onto my lips.

I knew it for a while now, that they sneaked their way into my heart, I just kept denying it. My heart was just not ready to trust again, and it probably never would be.

But I was willing to try, for their sake.

I had no clue how long I had been sitting there, but gradually all of them woke up, greeting me and each other. I nodded back, the question I had been itching to get an answer to sitting on the tip of my tongue.

"What happened yesterday?"

They froze up, glancing at each other, until Minho slipped his phone out with a suspiciously wide grin on his face. He tapped some things and a video started playing.

A video of me, cuddling into every single one of them with a satisfied smile on my face.

I blanched, wide eyes not believing what they were seeing. I nearly choked on my spit when I heard their nicknames leaving my lips. Nicknames I thought I never said out loud.

"Yeah, you were extreeemely high from the meds." - laughed Chan, rubbing his nape at the memory. "Yup, called Lix's freckles stars too and asked Binnie if he could lift you up, since he has so much muscle."

My cheeks warmed up immediately, ears lowered in embarrassment. I took my tail into my uninjured hand, pushing my face into it to hide as they all just laughed at my expense.

I couldn't face them anymore. Never again, actually.

-.-.-.-

The following days I hid in my room, memories of that day now fully intact as they trickled back to me. I was hurt over being fooled and forced into a medical checkup, especially because they knew how I would react to it. So their solution was to lie to me and force medication down my throat… But to their credit, none of them came into the room uninvited still, only knocking to give me food, which I quickly took and shut the door into their faces.

I was torn.

On one hand, I had finally admitted that yes, they had wormed their way into my heart. On the other hand, the trust that had been so carefully crafted now crumbled down in front of my very eyes.

It was painful.

Instead I just let my eyelids flutter closed as I laid curled up in my den, tears easily racing down their already carved out paths.

I was so tired.

-.-.-.-

I was startled awake by quiet knocking on my door, the sound ear-piercing in the deadly silence. It must have been night, my tired mind supplied amidst its haze.

I blinked a couple of times, the weight of my body settling into my soul, easily convincing me to not move a finger.

But the knocking disagreed as it rang through my echoing room once more.

Taking a deep breath to will myself to move, I immediately recognised the sugary sweet scent wafting through the air, dragging a sigh from my body.

Crawling out of my hiding place, I held my head as it throbbed, sight swimming and throat parched. The thought of accepting the food I refused hours earlier didn’t sound too bad at that moment, but I instead shook my head gently and shut my eyes closed forcefully. My vision soon returned fully afterwards, so I slowly padded towards the door and opened it just enough for our eyes to meet.

Those usually glinting, bright nebulas were now dim, sitting atop dark and raw skin. The sight broke a part of me, but I showed no sign of it, no, I couldn’t, I refused to. Instead I just hummed with a questioning tone, wanting to hear the goal of his visit from his mouth directly.

"Hyung… Do you… Could we talk? Please?" - his voice cracked, eyes glistening and pleading.

I couldn't say no to that, so I opened the door just enough for him to slip in, closing it quietly after confirming no one else was nearby.

He awkwardly stood in the middle of the room, so I just motioned towards the 'bed' for him with a jerk of my head. Getting the hint, he carefully sat down at the edge of it, his lax tail laying close to his body in distress.

I remained standing in front of him, a fair distance between his timid form and my angry one, hands awkwardly crossed in front of my chest -this cast thing was getting on my nerves-. My question was clear to him, no words needed to convey it.

"We… You have to know we did it for your own good, Hyung. I…I'm really sorry, I'm not saying what we did was right, but you needed medical attention! Your- you didn't see your injuries, when the glass cut into your burgundy fur, I… I was so scared. You were bleeding a lot and, and… I just didn't want to lose you. None of us wanted to…"

The once bright boy in front of me was broken, tears cascading down his freckled cheeks, just like on that day. It felt like I cast a spell, a curse, hiding away the blinding star behind a curtain of weeping clouds.

It felt horrible.

I felt horrible.

Sighing quietly, I uncrossed my arms.

"I'll… I'll need some time to, to think this through." - my voice rasped out, the air grating against my vocal chords painfully.

The boy nodded, wiping his tears with his long sleeves, his feet carrying him out, through the doorway.

I just stood there, feeling empty even as the door closed and the quiet sniffing disappeared down the hallway.

"...For my sake, huh?"

-.-.-.-

It took me 3 days to scrape my feelings and thoughts together into a partly comprehensive ball. I still couldn't fully understand the situation, and in no way did I forgive them. But I also realised that I didn't have the full picture.

That was what brought me to the current situation, agitated form standing in front of the others' shocked ones.

"I'm still angry, but need explanation."

They just gaped at me for a few seconds, then looked at each other, as if silently communicating.

A deep sigh left the wolf as he rubbed his nape, gaze firmly planted into the ground by his feet.

"I was the one who called the shots, so if you still wanna be angry at someone by the end of this, let that only be me. The others don't deserve this."

Someone else wanted to interject, but his sharp glare was all it took to quickly shoot them down.

"While yes, you did need the check-up if you wanted to remain here, which is something we all wanted before you think anything else, your recent injuries were urgent. We did have our theories after you didn't really look to be in pain, but they were confirmed after the visit. You have a dangerously high tolerance for drugs and pain, so you must not’ve noticed the extent of your injuries, but please, believe us when we say they were severe. You became almost blind to your left eye, for the sake of-!  Sigh  But this still doesn't justify what we-, I did. I apologise, from the bottom of my heart."

I could only stare at his bowing form, the others following in suit. Something tightly constricted in my chest, something that started at the beginning of his speech. What it was, I had no clue.

A shaky breath left my form, my fists clenched and gaze dropping.

"It hurt."

The silence was deafening.

"I thought… I thought I could start to trust you. That I- was safe here… Why? It hurt so much." - as if the constricting band snapped in half, my chest became lighter and I just stood there as tears slowly cascaded down my face, hands uselessly hovering mid-air.

Nobody came near me, my body both happy and sad about it, a part of me already used to their warmth and comforting touches. It tore a violent sob out of my chest.

I was so tired of all this.

Of not being normal, not being able to enjoy someone's presence or touches. I wanted to be normal again! Not this, this freak!

"Oh baby… You're not a freak."

My sobs froze into my chest as I looked up through my tears, not even realising I spoke out loud.

"Yes, you’re not like the others, but only because you’re hurt. And hurt can be healed and fixed, even if it takes a long time. Maybe not fully, sure, but you can become better with time and care."

The voice of the wolf was soothing, like cold water on a hot summer day.

"But we can only help you if you let us."

The gaze of the little herbivore was equally warm.

"Please, Bae Hyung, let us help you."

The young feline's voice was broken, but it held so much strength it shook my soul.

And while the last member only nodded along and spoke nothing, his body posture and gaze sang poems, all with the same goal.

It was as if something I had been hauling around for long years got lighter, the weight not impossible to bear anymore. I could clearly hear my walls crumble, the ones I had put up after that day for my own protection. Fresh tears sprang into my eyes, lips trembling.

"Promise? N-no more?"

Even though my broken question couldn't have been any more vague, they all firmly responded, swearing to not let such a thing happen again.

And while yes, I did not forgive them at that moment, I knew it would only take time.

-.-.-

And time it took.

While I did leave my room occasionally, it only happened every few days and for a short time. My body involuntarily shuddered from their close proximity, afraid they would hold me down again and--

I shook my head, the thought bristling my skin, making my hair stand on end.

No, I refused to think about that. Instead, I focused on the scent of the sunlit forest, filled with tropical fruit. A meadow hidden between the tall giants, filled to the brim with mellow flowers, their sweet nectar luring all kinds of beings closer.

Taking a deep breath, the scent filled my lungs and lingered there, as if my organ clinged to it desperately.

A cheerful greeting broke me out of my trance, the source busy in the kitchen turning the place upside down amidst its mission to find snacks.

I didn't even notice I was walking down the hallway, let alone down the stairs, following the strengthening scent of a sweltering, bountiful forest.

Blinking, I nodded back at him, my eyes following his shorter form. Reaching up for a cabinet, his muscles tensed and yet, a pout sat on his lips as he just couldn't quite reach the prize he sought after so desperately.

Calmly striding over, I took the crinkly bag from the upper shelf, the packet having been safely tucked into the corner. After inspecting the bag for a brief second -they were some kind of chips-, I turned around and placed it into his hands, his form strangely frozen and big doe eyes innocently blinking up at me.

But before my head could tilt in confusion, he beamed up at me gratefully, bounding over to the sofa, beckoning me to follow after having fallen into its soft cushions.

A fond sigh left my nose, but I complied to his wishes nonetheless. Soon enough, our separate forms were watching some kind of romance story again -that was all we ever watched-, his arm that held the bag frequently stretched out towards me. A silent offering of food, one I gratefully accepted.

Changbin felt like fire. His presence hot, attention demanding, yet it was always tamed around me. He was a bundle of untamed flames whenever they thought I wasn't around, and still, the inferno was pleasantly warm and grounding. Safe. Like a lit bonfire on a cold winter night.

And I was but a cold, starved animal, undeniably drawn in by its light, yet also afraid of being burnt. Thus, I could only watch from afar, basking in the small wisps of fire that reached my form as the others huddled around it, hungrily devouring its unending heat.

And maybe, maybe I would be able to get closer one day too.

-.-.-

Quietly slinking down the stairs, I looked towards the kitchen where Minho resided, his back turned towards me as he was busy making food.

I purposefully stepped towards the side so he could catch my form in the corner of his eye, not wanting to startle him. My plan worked as he glanced at me while muttering out a short greeting, eyes quickly focusing back on the pot sizzling under the heat.

Taking a deeper breath, its aroma filled my nose, pleasantly tickling my mind and hungry stomach.

As if led by the scent, I walked closer, curious form now dangerously close to his cooking one. I could easily see over his shoulders, my eyes drinking in every move he made, hands gracefully working the pan and the food residing in it.

It was quite mesmerising.

Throughout it all, he never once ushered me away or uttered a word.

Minho felt like the tall grass in an unending meadow. Always there, calmly swaying in the gentle breeze. He didn't speak a lot compared to the others, instead he let his actions do the talking. His occasional words were sometimes harsh, sure, but his actions were always gentle. He was a pillar you could lean on, should you need it.

It was reassuring.

Minho was reassuring.

-.-.-

The wolf was weird. Weird in the way that he tried to hide things, certain feelings behind smiles. His broad shoulders always tense in a way, as if carrying the weight of the world. 

But I could smell it, his pain and exhaustion oozing into his scent, the forest ageing and weeping in return. It unpleasantly twisted my nose, causing my brows to furrow as well.

There were times where he only smelled like sunshine, the trees blooming in happiness as a gentle breeze ruffled their canopy. His face reflected his mood, lips breaking out in a face-splitting smile, dimples on show and gaze glinting.

But at other times his smile didn't quite reach his eyes, the dark orbs seemingly drowning. In what, I did not know.

Compared to Chan's safe, yet chipped presence, the little snow leopard was the exact opposite. The boy wore his heart on his sleeves, his mood usually bright.

Felix was like the burning sun, a star so bright it felt painful to get closer. His presence alone eased the atmosphere, his affectionate touches and hugs making everyone melt in his arms. 

When he was sad, he didn't hide it and instead sought comfort from someone. But just like how clouds never stayed in front of the sun to obstruct it forever, he always bounced back into his cheery self.

Felix was my sunshine, the light in the unending darkness. Chan was my guiding path, leading me away from my past.

I could only fondly gaze at their focused faces as we sat in front of the TV, the artificial light creating shadows on their faces, highlighting every imperfection. Yet I found all of them perfect, my arms folded on the back of the sofa, head laying on top of it to observe them better.

I wanted to carve that moment, them into my memory, into my heart. Desperately wanting my soul to remember every single one of them and their features.

That was when I had suddenly realised, my anger towards them had vanished, just like the cold, white veil over the world.

-.-.-.-

Waking up under the bed in my den early in the day was nothing out of the ordinary. The empty feeling in my gut was, however. I furrowed my brows together, lips setting into a line.

What was this feeling?

It ate away at my very being, as if it was missing something. But I had everything I had gotten over the past months, except maybe a few snacks that had gone missing.

Blindly searching around, I grasped at the 'blanket' and brought it to my chest, hugging it tightly. The motion did little to fill the gaping hole in my chest.

Looking back at it, the feeling was familiar and not at all new. It just wasn't this bad before, or if it was, I did not notice it.

Huffing in frustration, I crawled out and begrudgingly got ready to start the day, even though it clearly wasn't ready to do so itself. The sun wasn't even up, its rays barely peeking over the horizon. I shielded my eyes from it and instead went out of the room quietly.

The house was silent, bathed in dancing shadows. A quick inhale told me all I needed to know, the scent of the human still strongly lingering in the air, meaning they were still in the house. Already knowing they lived on the same floor as me, I quickly made my way down the stairs, steps muted and calculated. I had learned which parts of the wood creaked a long time ago, the motion now automatic for my body.

Not wanting to meet the human by staying at the sofa, I turned towards the hallways hidden by the stairs.

My body automatically led me to a door and stopped in front of it.

Gaze sweeping over the floor, I hesitated. They were probably still sleeping. I didn't want to be a bother, especially since I didn't even know what to say to them. Something along the lines of 'Hey, sorry, I just feel empty and weird inside, can you help?' maybe? Not a chance, nope.

"Hyung?"

My body startled, head whipping towards the side to meet Changbin and his curious gaze on my form, cute, little, round ears twitching in curiosity. I lowered my own ears, embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

Instead of the familiar question of 'Is everything alright?', he just walked towards me -oh he had lighter clothes on, he was probably on his way to train- and knocked on the door. 

Right in front of my frozen face.

Before I could even voice my worry and confusion, he left my panicked form with two hefty pats on my shoulder and a wink. I stepped towards him, mouth open, arms ready to grasp at him–

"Hyung?"

Ah shit.

I immediately closed my mouth, arms falling limply back to my sides as I didn't know how to face the younger. I rubbed at my nape nervously -a habit i had picked up from the wolf accidentally-, looking at the ground. The sweet scent in the air calmed me slightly, just enough to stop me from bolting away in embarrassment.

"What are you doing up so early?" - Felix asked as he rubbed at one of his eyes, voice hoarse and filled with slumber.

"...couldn't sleep."

A soft 'oh' left his mouth, the soft rustling of socks against wood filling the air.

Turning around I saw he had stepped aside, silently inviting me into his room. I felt the other hybrid sooner than I saw him, Chan's form laying on the bed peacefully, still deeply asleep.

I quietly stepped in, the door closing with a soft click behind me. My eyes struggled to adjust to the sudden darkness as I blinked several times, the shuffling form of the young boy soon clear in the room.

He went back to bed and looked at me, a silent question sitting in his gaze. I shook my head, opting to instead sit in his squishy chair that sat on the ground in a corner.

No other word was uttered, but the silence was comfortable. Like a soft fabric of comfort as it lulled us back to sleep -oh, just like a blanket, i get it now-.

I stared at the dark ceiling for a while, the soft snores of the others filling my ears. Soon enough my eyelids felt heavy, consciousness drifting away into the land of dreams and peace. The empty feeling settled down a bit, its presence now only at the back of my mind.

-.-

Soft murmurs woke me up, the room feeling warm and comforting. The scent of a pine forest mixed with sugar wafted in the air; it curled around me like a comforting presence, bringing a small smile to my lips.

The murmurs stopped and I stretched out, head popping up from the squishy chair to look at the two males on the bed.

Chan had a phone in his lowering hand with a smile plastered onto his face, while Felix just giggled, waving at me.

"Good morning baby. How was your sleep?" - the wolf's pleasant voice asked, deeper than usual as sleep still clung to it slightly.

I only nodded back, hand still rubbing the sleep from my eyes with little success.

"I still can't believe how you can just fit on that bean bag like that. And you even looked like you had the best sleep in the whole house!" - laughed out Felix as my cheeks felt a tad bit hotter at his comment. "I think it's cute, but do come sit with us, it's comfier up here." - Chan cooed, hand patting the blanket near him.

My lips pursed, ears tilting slightly behind, but I complied and sat at the end of the bed, gaze not meeting their forms as my cheeks still felt warm.

"How’s your arm, baby?"

I looked at the limb in question, the cast weighing it down. My lips turned down at the mere thought of it. I found the thing incredibly annoying and frustrating. I couldn't do things freely as it sat heavily there and I couldn't even enjoy baths anymore like how I used to -fully submerged in water-. This stupid thing was driving me nuts.

"Irritating. When can it be free?" - my husky voice answered, slightly better sounding from the little talking I had done lately.

"Ah, the doc did say it should be checked on again soon." "Yep, today to be exact."

My eyes widened as I whipped my head towards Chan, form tensing. Before I could do anything more, he held up his hands and explained in panic.

"No, no, don't worry, it will be different. He will only come in a few hours and you can choose to take some calming medicine or not. The choice is up to you entirely. The doc only needs to check how you are healing and if everything's good, he might even be able to take your cast off."

Looking into their eyes, I could only see sincerity. My form relaxed a bit, mind running around with choices.

I really didn't want to meet a human, but the chance to get this thing off was too great to ignore.

Fuck.

Sighing, I slowly nodded.

Their expressions eased up at that, the little leopard hovering his hand above mine. I didn't move away, the void in my chest happy as the feline gently grasped onto my limb.

The atmosphere settled back into its previous serene self, the two hybrids chatting calmly with each other. I had to give credit to them, they tried their best to get me involved as well so I gave them short answers, my hurting throat letting me do only so much.

As I watched them animatedly speak I caught a whiff of a savoury scent in the air, my stomach gently gurgling in response. The two chuckled at that, but I cared not as I stood up and waited for them by the door.

"Yes yes, we’re coming." - said the wolf, his tone light and teasing.

The leopard bundled up next to me energetically, his spotted tail playfully curling around in place as we waited for the older canine.

Finally gathered together, I opened the door and hastily walked into the big room from the hallway, Minho's back facing us.

The others greeted each other loudly and sat at the table to chat, all the while I made my way to the cooking cat, hovering behind his busy form like usual.

I could hear the others whisper about us, about me, things like 'He looks so cute, like a lost puppy following its parent.', but it didn't bother me at the moment. I was too busy watching Minho work his magic, the air smelling delicious.

His hands worked precisely with the knife, ingredients cut perfectly into the shapes he desired. The pans and pots were filled up and moved over the fire, then quickly pulled off once their contents were ready and done. He danced around the kitchen with scary efficiency, hands knowing exactly where to reach for certain ingredients or equipment.

Being done, he plated the food and asked me to help bring them over to the table, so I did. I must have been too absorbed in watching the chestnut-haired feline work, because Changbin was already back at the table in a fresh set of clothes, the air around him smelling clean with a hint of menthol. I quickly greeted him with an apology as well, but he just shrugged it aside calmly, saying it was fine.

Leaving it at that, I put the plates down and sat in my place, the colourful presence of the medicines not escaping my gaze. They sat there beside my glass of water clearly, forms not hidden at all.

I really did have the choice.

My working hand clenched around itself, my jaw firm. While the medicine did remind me of the past, it also did not. The ones they used were plain, usually white or worse, in the form of an injection. These ones were yellow and red, colours blaringly loud and playful in a way.

Turning my gaze towards the warm food, I forced my body to relax a bit, wanting to focus on eating as I rethought my choices and decision.

My ears turned towards whoever was speaking -more like shouting and bickering- as I ate , a silent participant of the conversation. I was much more comfortable just seeing them fool around, stealing each other's food -never mine though, how strange- and laughing around like fools.

Happy fools.

The chopsticks gently clanked against the plate as I finished eating. My hands played with the pills before quickly popping them into my mouth, forcing them down with some water.

The effect wasn't immediate at all, no, that was instead the silence as the others stared at me. I just raised an eyebrow at that, not understanding, since they were the ones who put them there.

"Ooh, this will be interesting." - Minho said with a smirk crawling onto his lips, hand already equipping his phone. "No!" - I shouted, reaching over but missing as he moved the object away way too quickly.

I quickly stood up to reach his hand better, but the walls were already moving and my balance was shifting rapidly. I held my head, groaning, the eye I didn't cover up shifting as the world around me moved and writhed.

I quickly sat back down, a curse leaving my lips as I just laid my forehead on the table, covering my head up with my arms.

"Hyung, you're fine. Don't hide." - sang the deep voice of Felix. I merely tightened my hold, not trusting what came out of my mouth as my head started filling up with cotton, judgement already starting to leave my form.

"Felix, you know well enough that's a lie." - snickered Minho at my expense. "Yes, but come on mate! Don't be such a meanie!" "Oh I’m not. I would be, if I put these videos up onto the internet. Now that I say it, that’s a good idea." "Guys, calm down. Nobody puts anything anywhere.  Sigh  I worded that wrong…"

Amidst the chaos, I looked up and searched for the only quiet person, asking him for help with the last of my coherent thoughts. "Don't look at me, I quite enjoyed how you praised my biceps last time." That was his only answer with a big grin, cheeks splitting apart from the bright smile that sat upon his face. What a menace.

I let my head fall back against the table, the cutlery clanking loudly against each other and partly masking the groan that left my lips. The pressure it brought to my skull did little to help with the ache and numbness.

There it was, the fog over my brain, the disgustingly good mood taking control over the place against my wishes.

I looked up from the table, chin propped up on it as my eyes followed the swirling patterns in the room, various shapes drawing out in them with every passing second. Someone ruffled my hair, the action earning a delighted sound from my throat, tail swaying happily behind me.

Looking around after taking a deep breath that drew a small smile on my face, I saw the others standing up and leaving towards the sofa. Not wanting to be left out, I followed them, falling onto Binnie who laid on the plush surface. He laughed and wiggled around until he found a comfortable enough position with me laying on top of his much smaller form.

Our legs were picked up and placed onto Minho's lap, while Chan and Felix sat on his other side, all snuggled up. I could feel a tickling sensation on my foot, causing me to wiggle around and whine. The perpetrator -Chan, of course it was him- only giggled, not leaving my poor feet alone for a good minute or so. Felix joined in at some point, that little weasel.

After having recovered from the impromptu tickle session, I relaxed back into a comfortable position -to my defence, Binnie was surprisingly comfortable-. My tail laxly laid on the chocolate-coated feline's knees, twitching as he put a hand on the back of my knee. I thought nothing of it and buried my head into Binnie's chest, the position dangerously pleasant.

Lino's hand kept moving upwards throughout the movie, now resting on my thigh. I flicked up my tail in warning, his hand stopping in place.

A blaring sound rang throughout the house, one I was vaguely familiar with.

Sniffing the air, I picked up a human's scent and my fogged up mind reminded me that the doctor had arrived at last. I completely forgot about it in the euphoria of the moment.

Feeling the hybrid shifting around under me, I tightened my hold, not wanting to get up just yet. Or at all, really.

"Bae hyung, you have to get up. The doctor's here." "Well he can check me over like this."

Laughter filled the place as Binnie sputtered, but settled back down nonetheless. Pink dusted his cheeks, round little ears lowered in embarrassment and I couldn’t help myself, I just had to reach up and pet one of them. Just for a little bit.

Sure enough, the doctor didn't put up a fight when he saw my hold on the buff male. He checked as much as he could of my injuries, my shirt pushed up to my neck as he prodded around on my back. I only felt numb pulling sometimes, something cool spreading around my skin, the air not hitting it anymore as something was placed on top of it at several places. 

But then the human asked me to sit up and my serene mood was broken, Binnie's hand stopping from painting soft circles into my arm. I simply turned my head away, not willing to change positions.

"Baby, come here."

At that soothing voice I looked up, seeing Channie pat the place next to him on the sofa. I sat up after a few seconds, sitting where he wanted me to and leaning into him.

The doctor followed my form and first looked at my head. It was uncomfortable to have him so near me, to have him push my hair away slightly. Doing something similar to what he did to my back, he then asked me to open my mouth. I furrowed my brows, but complied anyway.

If him prodding around my head was uncomfortable, this was straight up hell. He looked down my throat and even touched around my neck, checking my reactions. The only reason I stayed put with a frown was because of Channie and Felix with their small, encouraging gestures.

"Keep up what you've been doing so far, his throat is looking a bit better. Given time, it can completely recover." - the human said, earning a few 'Okay's from the others.

Then the human took my heavy arm in his hands, asking questions like 'Does it hurt?' or 'Is it uncomfortable?'. I shook my head in answer, the thing on it only annoying and binding.

In the next second the wolf led my head into his neck, careful fingers carding through my hair, as my sight was obstructed now. The notion was sudden, but I relished in it nonetheless.

A weird sound filled the air as I felt things shift around my arm, but I was too comfortable to move or care. His scent filled my being and I could feel my form running around in the moss covered trees, dirt kicking up beneath my paws. It felt freeing, as if I had nothing to worry about.

"There, his arm is completely healed and as good as new. But to be safe, make sure he doesn't use it as much for the next week." "Thank you doctor, we will make sure to do so." - his voice hummed through his throat pleasantly in response. "Don't be so uptight boys, I don't bite. You can be casual around me if you want to, you already know that." - the human joked around, some of the others joining in.

"Ah, but we do need to do what we talked about last time. Could you…?"

The human trailed off and so did the soothing motion from the wolf. I lifted my head up from his shoulder, confusedly looking at him with my swimming vision.

"Ah, don't worry baby, everything is fine. Why don't you sit in my lap, that way you don't have to twist your torso around so uncomfortably."

He did have a point, so my fogged up, elated mind happily agreed and did as he asked. I crawled into his awaiting embrace, body sideways, one leg propped up and squished between our bodies. My back hunched and bent so I could rest my head near his neck once again, but even with all of that, it was comfortable.

Safe.

One of his hands held my back firmly, the other resuming the soothing motion on my head. I was vaguely aware of my tail happily wagging around, the others settling down around us as well.

I buried my head deeper into his neck, their scents dancing around in my nose and enhancing my drugged up state.

I felt one of my sleeves shift, a prickling sensation on my skin. Something poked around in my mind, telling me it was awfully familiar, but I didn't know why, the fog too obstructing. Nonetheless, I wanted to check it out but as my head shifted, so did Channie's hold on me.

It tightened slightly, desperately, the forest now damp and in disarray.

I didn't like that at all, so I laid back down as I ignored the second sting on my arm, the forest’s scent settling down slowly.

It took around 6 stings and for my tail to stop swaying for the doctor to finish.

"Alright boys, I will come back in a month to finish this up and check if his back and head is still healing fine. So far he’s healing up incredibly fast and nothing seems wrong, so don't worry. If something comes up, you know how to reach me."

They all thanked him and exchanged goodbyes, everyone escorting the human away except Channie, as I was still laying in his hold calmly.

My body felt a bit sluggish, consciousness trying to dip away as I had to jank it back forcefully, not wishing to sleep just yet. Although my cosy position was not helping with that sudden exhaustion either, the safe feeling almost lulling me to sleep in itself.

"Is he asleep?" "Naur, but soon enough. The medicines must’ve really tired him out." "He seemed tired already this morning, he really needs this rest." "Ah, is that why you knocked on our door for him this morning, Binnie?" "Yeah, caught him standing there for like 3 minutes straight, staring at your door. He looked like a small kid that had a nightmare." "Wait, you guys had a sleepover and I was not invited?" "Oh come on Minho, don't do this now. Besides, you dislike them and always complain about being kicked or having your blanket stolen." "Because it's true! How would you like to wake up cold, kicked to the ground, hm?" "Oh you fucki–" "Hey, language!" "Watch your profanity!" "Oh you got the swear police on your ass now, Lixie~" "I swear to god, Minho, I will get you back for this!"

Their arguing mixed with Channie's reverberating chest pushed me over the edge, my mind plunging into darkness at last.

-.-.-

The next few days ran by as I refused to acknowledge what had happened or what I could have done while drugged out of my mind. I did notice my hand was free at least, so maybe it was all worth it. Although everyone kept a closer eye on me, not letting me use my freed up hand much. Or at all, really.

It was stifling.

But it was also weird. Foreign. I was alone for so long, I had forgotten what it felt like to have people beside you. People who cared about you. So as frustrating as it was, I only sighed deeply and followed their wishes.

Besides, the wolf was the one who had been watching me the closest, and I did not want to anger him. The thought alone made me break out in cold sweat.

A bundle of joy broke me out of my thoughts, the little leopard stopping directly in front of me.

"Hyung, do you want to play this new game I got? Everyone else declined, only giving me lame excuses."

Awh, he pouted.

I simply nodded with a small smile, letting his overjoyed self lead me out by my 'good' hand.

"Lix, he can't really use his hand, mate!" - Chan shouted from the kitchen. "No worries, it's a wii game, it can be played with only one hand!" - shouted back the blonde, my ears hurting from the loud voice. "Ah, sorry, I forgot." - he immediately whispered to me, guilt taking over his features.

I simply shook my head, grating out an 'It's fine.' in the process.

Soon enough I found myself in his room -he always shared it with someone, but so did the others, i noticed, as they often slept in a big pile of limbs all together-, instructed to sit on his bed while he got this 'game' thing set up. I had no clue what it was, but he looked so happy about it I just couldn't say no to him.

He plopped down next to me, a thing similar to the remote sat in his hands, eyes facing towards the TV in his room. Looking at it, the colours stopped shifting and some music started playing.

Lixie turned towards me, the smile on his face seemingly endless as he started pointing out the different parts of this remote. What 'button' did what and so on. I nodded along, trying my best to remember the onslaught of information.

Then, he pressed START and the 'game' began.

-.-

"Nooooooo, how’s this possible?? You just learned what a video game is 3 hours ago and you already beat me 11 times in a row! Hyung, you're cheating!" - the boy pouted, absolutely losing his mind over the situation. "... Sorry?" "That just makes it even worse, you didn't even do it on purpose! Aaagh, damn it!"

The cute leopard held his hair in frustration, angry little noises leaving his smaller form. His spotted tail was lashing out, but still playful to indicate his hidden mood.

He was adorable, I wanted to hug him.

My form froze, muscles tense.

What did I just think about?

Looking back at the young boy's form, the same urge bubbled up now tenfold. 

I gulped.

It would be fine.

He was not them, nor him.

He was just Lixie, my sunshine and comforting light.

Yes, it would be fine. I… would be fine.

My shaking hands slowly rose, snaking their way towards the boy sitting slightly in front of me. They grabbed onto his thin -way too thin- waist and slowly dragged him into my chest, arms locking him in place gently. His sputtering and shouting died midway, form utterly tense and frozen.

Maybe he didn't like it.

I panicked, arms quickly unwinding, but before I could fully detach myself, he laid back into me with all his weight, quiet little purrs reverberating in his chest. His tail coiled around one of my legs, a silent disagreement against my doubts.

It was fine.

I was fine.

So, I carefully tightened my hold on him with slightly shaking arms, one of them finding its way into his golden locks, numbly playing with them as a distraction. God, they were incredibly smooth and silky, my fingers sailing through them easily. The purrs only strengthened, the notion calming and reassuring, filling up the void residing in my chest rapidly at last.

We just laid there even as the feline's breathing slowed, soft snores breaking his neverending purring. Even as my eyelids felt heavy and my body laid against the upper part of the bed, I fought fruitlessly against sleep.

I wanted to enjoy the moment just a bit longer.

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|| ENHYPEN SERIES – 7 TALES MASTERLIST ||

genre(s) -> hybrid au, non-idol au, university au paring(s) -> ehyphen ( individually ) x reader(s) warning(s) -> angst, violence, crimes, bullying, drinking, etc.

abstract -> what can go wrong in a world of hybrids?

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RIKI NISHIMURA || SPOILED & MISBEHAVED

abstract -> Freshman in college and put to socialize with the other kids from wealthy families. y/n and Riki Nishimura being childhood friends and hybrid / master weren’t anything like other owners. Instead, Riki misbehaves and is rude when around others wanting his owner for himself. Getting her in trouble a few too many times had got him worried that he’d be replaced like her father warned him. So instead of waiting to be replaced… There's a new etiquette class available at the same school as his owner. How convenient… now was that gonna guarantee him a spot by her side forever?

CHAPTER ONE || “perfect hybrid” CHAPTER TWO || etiquette CHAPTER THREE || misunderstandings  CHAPTER FOUR || jealousy  CHAPTER FIVE || for you

JAEYUN SIM || EVERYTHING FORBIDDEN

abstract -> Seeing how Riki is treated, Jake, jealous and tired, runs away from the adoption center. Only to save a girl from the predatory men on the streets of Seoul. Not knowing he’s a hybrid, they both have the time of their lives… while he pretends to be human. How scandalous… the daughter of a wealthy known CEO to be caught with a stray hybrid?

CHAPTER ONE || outcasts CHAPTER TWO || luxury CHAPTER THREE || abandonment CHAPTER FOUR || forbidden  CHAPTER FIVE || anything

PARK JONG-SEONG || NEVER ENOUGH

abstract -> Haechan always liked to interfere where he didn’t belong. Making a scholarship student take a hybrid and making a bet she’ll regret wasn’t on this year's calendar. Especially with how mean and rude he was… no way he was the well-behaved and sought-after hybrid the rich kids wanted. But… was sweet and caring, at the end of the day, however, he wouldn’t turn his life from riches to rags… right?

CHAPTER ONE || temporary CHAPTER TWO || scholarship  CHAPTER THREE || mean CHAPTER FOUR || insecurities CHAPTER FIVE || forever

KIM SUNOO || WON'T YOU BE MY MUSE ?

abstract -> The principal's spoiled daughter returns from her trip to China only to find that her artist's block hasn't gotten any better. Who knew a cute and innocent fox would fix that? However… she swore never to own a hybrid so she could only admire him from afar as his owner turned out to be everything Sunoo hated. Even through that hatred and pain… she still saw him worthy enough to be her muse. 

CHAPTER ONE || artist block CHAPTER TWO || exhibition CHAPTER THREE || envy CHAPTER FOUR || disappointed CHAPTER FIVE || muse

LEE HEESEUNG || DYSPHORIC BEAUTY

abstract -> Never adopted… I mean who would want to adopt a hybrid with big antlers on his head? It was a shame that such a pretty face had such an ugly thing growing out of his head. Would you want to adopt him? Even after he tried to cut them off risking his life in the process? Even after your parent's threats?

CHAPTER ONE || ugly CHAPTER TWO || doe eyes CHAPTER THREE || antlers CHAPTER FOUR || empty CHAPTER FIVE || pretty

PARK SUNGHOON || GRACE OF AN AMNESIAC

abstract -> The figure skater hybrid was sought after being sold for millions… but he met his match to take care of a clumsy woman. He was famous after all why should he have to take care of an idiotic woman like you who forgets to look both ways when crossing the street? Especially when you’ll end up forgetting him… all over again? 

CHAPTER ONE || spring CHAPTER TWO || lies CHAPTER THREE || hate CHAPTER FOUR || truth CHAPTER FIVE || winter

YANG JUGWON || ESCAPE ARTIST

abstract -> Daughter of two renowned lawyers who just busted a case on the black mart hybrid traffickers damned their daughter with a hybrid. They thought it was a good thing to have someone to go home to after a long day… well that wasn’t true when he tried to run away every day. Until… one day she decided to not go find him.

CHAPTER ONE || service CHAPTER TWO || escape CHAPTER THREE || law CHAPTER FOUR || riot CHAPTER FIVE || liberty

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