#cat hybrid! min yoongi

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Changing One's Tune (15)

Summary: Hybrids have always been known to humanity after scientist decided to test the limits of the animal genetics on humans. Now the world uses them as adoptable companions, which is why a group of friends found their way at a Hybrid Shelter. Though one trip turns into an ugly fight involving Yoongi to walk away—But what happens when that same male finds a cat hybrid that is scared out of her mind with a dark past. Who said that dark past was over?

~Pairing: Min Yoongi (BTS) | Suga x Hybrid f! Reader

~Genre: Angst & Fluff, Hybrid au

~Word Count: 3.6K

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That damn thing was there to torture you, wasn’t it?

Wild eyes narrowed, tail swishing as your ears twitched from the ticking sound… The big numbers staring right into your very soul—Ugh! Can time move any slower?!

Whining, you slumped further onto the carpet ground—You spent nearly all of December with the boy’s family, having come back into the city just last night. Although it was quite nerve wrecking, you managed to let your guard down more. It felt like a big weight has been lifted and for the first time, you’ve felt… Free.

And that’s exactly why you couldn’t stop thinking about your Christmas gift—Today being the day you’ll finally receive it.

The only problem? It was still too early, and the appointment wasn’t until another hour as you glared at Yoongi’s new wall-clock, watching the third handle tick by. A snicker fallin’ from your delicate lips seeing the clock was in the shape of a familiar record design, exactly the one Hoseok gifted him. During that time, while he smiled, you knew Yoongi was secretly too excited about hanging it up—Your guess was correct, considering that was the first thing he did when coming home.

Normally, right now, you’d be sleeping next to the man in question while transformed… Dozing off in a ball of fur as your tail smacked his face—But how could you sleep in a time like this? Knowing this was the exact day you’ll get adopted, officially! The thought had you squealing in delight, rolling on the ground with your favorite blanket. Feline eyes darting out the window to see the first morning sunrise, snowflakes lightly flyin’ in the wind.

Winter was still ongoing, but not as strong… Remembering two days ago Taehyung skipping in excitement among the snow when seeing a few purple crocus sprouting, the tiger hybrid telling of a tale how it was a sign of good-luck. The flower ‘celebrating the coming forth of springtime’ and how it represented ‘new beginnings’. You didn’t even have the heart to prevent him from plucking the flowers as he made a small crocus crown for the both of you.

Sighing, your attention flew back to the clock—What the hell? You jumped in pure shock seeing how it was well past an hour. A tightness building up in your throat, fearing that maybe it was too late to make it for the appointment. What if it was…

No.

Nothing was going to stop yourself from getting adopted today by Yoongi—There are some people that complain about adoption for hybrids, you hear them whispering among themselves whenever going out with Yoongi as they point at your proudly-displayed collar. But they don’t understand… In this world, you can’t just be a stray-hybrid.

You’d need an owner... Friend, to live the freedom a hybrid can live without the fear of being sheltered or worse.

Shaking your head, a smile broke out when yelping as you slipped in the hallway before getting right back up and bursting into Yoongi’s room—It was dark and although harder to see without your night vision, it was nearly impossible to miss the big lump on the bed that snored softly.

So, you pounced.

“Yoongi… Yoongi, wake up!” You shouted, nudging the man as a groan escaped from underneath the covers as you continuously jumped on Yoongi. Frowning at the nonexistent movement, you tried pullin’ the blankets away only for a squeal to leave your lips. A rough shake practically pushing you off the bed with a huff—Alright… That’s it!

Peeking up from the other side as you sat on the floor, anyone would’ve expected the bed to catch fire at the harsh glare you were giving when needing to climb back up. “Yoongi,” You hissed, pulling at the blanket once more as Yoongi’s face showed, his facial expression scrunching at the lost of warmth. Calculating, you smirked almost evilly when soft jet-black hair had gracefully fallen upon his forehead.

Tail flickering in mischief, you grabbed a handful and yanked… Yoongi cussing and hissing in a faint whisper, eyes immediately snapping open with an icy-glare before softening to see you and not one of the guys he believed—Then again, if he saw Jungkook, Yoongi doesn’t think he’d even be able to say no… Kick him, yes, but not no.

“And what do you think your doing kitten?” Yoongi grumbled, voice coming off in a low and hoarse tone, a shiver running down your spine and tail standing puffy/tall in alarm at the affect that was going through you. Ears perking with a slight twitch feeling a lazy, but innocent gesture of his hand resting on your leg—Your eyes widen, this was new, weird, and… something else.

“A-Adoption… Adoption day,” You muttered, feeling the sudden confidence lessen as your face felt extremely hot… Tail instinctively reaching over to hide your bashful expression. The sight had Yoongi confused for a split second, only to scramble up in a sitting position when realizing what was said.

“Oh shit! What time is it—”

“Yah Yoongi, we just let ourselves in. Are you almost ready to—” A new presence broke into the room, attention turning to see Seokjin standing at the entrance of the bedroom door… Water spilling from his mouth like a waterfall—From his perspective, it might’ve appeared like Yoongi, and you were in a compromising potion from how his hand was lazily draped on your leg and unconsciously slidin’ to your thigh during the movement. The fluffy covers being the one to cover the true aspect of the position you both were closed-in.

It sure didn’t help the fact that your face was red as a freshly-bloomed rose, or how Yoongi’s hair was a bed-mess.

“Sorry!!”

Embarrassment filled within, gaping in pure horror while Yoongi was still half-asleep to fully comprehend what was going on that had Seokjin slamming the bedroom door. Although an idea slowly started forming once argument was heard outside, the doorknob rattling as if they were fighting to open it or not.

“I just want to see Y/N—” Jungkook whined, the other hybrid boys whimpering in response… The bunny hybrid, surprisingly, being stronger than all seven of them combined as he practically burst through the room. Each hybrid tripping over one another as they fell to the ground, Namjoon hesitantly peeking inside as well only to instantly turn to leave with a nope seeing your position. “Ugh, Y/N are you—Sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorry!!”

“Listen, it’s not what you perverts think!” Yoongi shouted, lightbulb finally going off on what everyone seemed embarrassed about. Jimin snickering, a sly smirk gracing his handsome features while Taehyung looked in clueless confusion… Hoseok didn’t waste time to run out with apologies fallin’ like a marathon. Though Jungkook stared with mixed emotions from confusion, embarrassment, to apologetic and finally devious.

“Hyung! How dare you take advantage of our Y/N like this? Shame on you,” Jungkook spat, grinning when Jimin burst out laughin’ as the fox slapped his back in a fit. The bunny hybrid tutting, jumping to his feet and rushing to lift you off the bed, dashing out as he went to tell the others. Yoongi complaining to himself how wrong they were, huffing as he slumped against his dashboard.

“You know Yoongi, if you wanted to play,” Jimin teased, showing off his canines… Crawling on the bed in a sinful manner as he tilted Yoongi’s head up by the chin with an evil glint. Red-fox tail swaying around them in a captivating way for a predator about to attack their prey. “We’ve always have operation… I’ll be the doctor.”

“Shut up,” Yoongi rolled his eyes, shoving Jimin off the bed as the fox landed with a thump. Jimin’s laugh echoing throughout the silent room causing Taehyung to giggle at his contagious personality, despite not knowing what was going on still. “Get out so I can get dressed.”

“Don’t get shy now. We’ve all seen you—”

“Jimin, I swear to fuckin’ god!!”

A transformed tiger and fox practically threw themselves out the room, barreling into each other as objects flew out in the hall—Yips, yelps, growls, and howls being heard all around as the ones in the living flinched knowing Yoongi got to them.

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You were actually here; You couldn’t believe it… Eyes widening in delight seeing the hybrid shelter sign. Namjoon and Yoongi chuckled at your excitement, fixing your jacket and bucket hat to make the other hybrids inside more comfortable—Jungkook, Taehyung, Jimin, and Hoseok bundled up already, gaining the stamp of approval from Seokjin that the four were good to head inside.

“Alright, alright. I’m good!” You insisted, smiling and jumping out of their grasp in a sprint, catching up with the rest of the boys—However, it turned out to be a huge mistake going forward.

Staggering back, you winced, letting out a caterwaul from all the different exotic scents that hit your nose in full force. A hand slapping over your face… God, it felt like you wanted to vomit at the intensity. Pathetic whimpers escaped, tears forming as everything became a blurry mess—How did all the pack of hybrids handle this here?!

A gentle hand touched your lower back, the action making you flinch and tense.

“Shh… It’s okay,” Yoongi—His voice immediately cutting through the fog, an arm draping over your shoulder that brought you closer. The music producer not caring about the tickle against his chin that your ears were doing, waiting patiently for you to calm down before making sudden movements. Your nose twitching, inhaling Yoongi’s familiar cologne and vanilla scent. “What happened? You were just excited two seconds ago kitten.”

“Shut up,” You muttered, a shaky laugh bubbling out at the teasing tone—Yoongi had known exactly what happened… He’s experienced it multiple times with Jungkook. But rather than discussing it, Yoongi did what was a normal occurrence to show he cared and formed the situation into a joking manner. Wishing to ease your discomfort, he took off his black mask and adjusted it on yourself.

The filtered-cloth didn’t get rid of the smells completely but dimmed it enough were it was tolerable, helping your overwhelmed state. Namjoon—with such a gentleness—instructing for you to take a couple of deep breaths.

Wild green eyes, that were glowin’ slightly, snapped open to see Jungkook in a similar situation. The tall-bunny practically buried in Hoseok’s hair, cotton tail rustling among his oversized t-shit with the sound of feet thumping against the floor—Hoseok’s scent being the only one strong enough to keep Jungkook sane… Everyone else, except you, had a too strong of cologne, pheromones, or just had a flowery scent that he hated.

Yoongi led you toward the front desk, where no one was in sight, and rang the bell. Your tail flickering in an anxious manner as a woman (Finally) came out from the back with a clipboard.

“Good morning! How can I help you?” She smiled, nearly stunned to see about eight of you waiting in the lobby—Her eyes widening at Jungkook’s trembling form… Instinctively rummaging through the drawers and handing Seokjin a brand-new facial mask for the bunny. Something that was always kept handy in case hybrids were sensitive to smells.

The sight had you awing—You could practically feel a “mother’s caring nature” vibe from this woman.

“We’re here to see Sujin… We have a meeting with him,” Yoongi explained, the lady humming in understanding, not minding the near cold exterior he was unconsciously giving. Her fingers going straight to work, the computer granting access to the much-needed information.

“Ah yes, here we are! For Mr. and Mrs. Min…” She trailed; snickers being heard in the background that caused Yoongi to turn with a glare—The guys straightened as they tried to act casual, shaking shoulders giving them away, along with their mischievous smiles twitchin’ to break out. “Sujin will be with you all soon! He’s currently finishing up with a couple that came in earlier… Lovely people, so sad what happened to them.”

Frowning, everyone cocked their heads to the side at the extra comment—Curiosity filling them on what had happened. Although before the guys could question it, a door opened, your ears perking underneath the hat… You recognized that scent, yes, he was at the hospital!

“Ah. Yoongi, Namjoon, and Seokjin! It’s good to see you three again, along with your hybrids,” Sujin greeted, smiling warmly with a shake of their hands. Although, you’ve noticed the man taking one glance at you in suspicion before gesturing everyone to follow—Yet one step in his office had you wincing, Yoongi staring at you in concern before hesitantly giving Sujin his attention.

There was a certain smell in the air… Something that had you wanting to hide, but it was mixed with other scents that you couldn’t recognize it—Maybe you were just overthinking, after all, there are a ton of predator hybrids here.

A windshield laugh had you snapping back to reality, finding Seokjin red in the face from whatever Sujin said. They were making small talk… The sight had you scrunching up your nose—Either a dumb or brilliant idea came to mind, gently tugging for Yoongi’s attention as you excused yourself for the “bathroom”.

Taking a deep breath, you quietly got up as the guys continued and left through a door that wasn’t entered before. Eyes widening seeing the long hallway that had multiple doors, but with a wider one at the end.

Something inside wanted you to explore, but another was whispering how this wasn’t a good idea and to go sit back in the safety length of the guys—You can guess what side won, your feline instincts forcing you to walk toward the door… It helped that the closer you got, the more hybrid scents seem to fade.

You don’t know what you expected, but it sure wasn’t to find hybrids on either side of glass panels—Hamsters, bunnies, sugar gliders, and so on… All going about in a playful manner, some hanging out inside or running back and forth through the open doors that lead outside.

Despite them in the Rodentia and Leporids family, you stiffened when all their attention was directed at you with calculating eyes—They knew what kind of hybrid you were, but something about how tense you were didn’t seem to scare them. Most felines walked like the world was their kingdom, but you appeared as if you’ve barely belonged on the runway. It was an odd sight for them to say the least.

Coughing, you straightened up and headed to the next room—The Felidae family…

“Well aren’t you cute,” A voice broke the silent walk, grabbing your attention to see a cougar hybrid. A grin upon her face and tail swishing in nothing but mischief… She was older than you and came off like a big sister than anything. “Are you lost?”

“No. I’m waiting for my…” You hesitantly trailed, flickin’ your collar as the hybrid seemed to understand with a nod. Not at all resentful that you had someone to leave with. In fact, the feline seemed to relax in almost a relief that you weren’t wandering around by yourself—That’s where it started, not being long until the cougar had you laughing, giving stories on the multiple pranks she pulled until Yoongi came for you.

“Darlin’ look! A lost little kitty-cat.”

Your whole body turned to stone, eyes widening as you stopped breathing for a moment. The cougar hybrid sensed your distress and change of mood… Eyes narrowing and growlin’ behind you—No… Please no… Please.

…” I’m sorry if you don’t mind us asking. That lady earlier had mentioned you were with a couple earlier—What happened to them?” Namjoon questioned, calming the boys down as Sujin eyes sadden. The shelter owner giving a tight smile as he looked anywhere but at them.

“Oh them… It hurts thinking about it, but about a year ago, this lovely couple actually lost their hybrid—Apparently there was an incident in their neighborhood and hybrid poachers broke into their home. The couple fought tooth and nail to protect their little one but… God, it’s awful evening thinking about it. The two barely were able to step in here, unsure if they were even ready to reminisce and care for another hybrid,” Sujin muttered, shaking his head to rid of the horrid images that currently ran through his mind. The story had Taehyung, Hoseok, Jungkook, and Jimin shaking, while the other three guys stared with a solemn expression. “…I pray that Y/N is at least resting in peace.”

Yoongi’s head snapped up, jumping out of his chair as it fell to the ground from the sheer force—Sujin’s eyes widening seeing an odd look upon his face… On everyone��s faces.

“What was their hybrid’s name again?”

Everything felt like slow motion for you, scrambling and slipping across the hallway floor as hybrids noticed your fearful state—Their calls as they all banged on the glass panel were mute to your ears, the pounding of your heart being the only music that was actually heard.

You’ve barged into the last door, coming face-to-face with multiple canines that jumped to their feet at your sudden entrance. Their curious eyes watching you twist around, shrugging off as much layers you could to free your tail and ears. It felt like you couldn’t breathe!

“Here kitty-kitty~ We’ve been so worried about you…”

…” Hurry the hell up!!” Yoongi shouted; fist clenched in pure white as Sujin frantically pulled up a file on his computer as the four hybrids glared at him with a predatory glint.

“I can’t control the speed of the internet!!” Sujin snapped, slamming the monitor in stupid hopes that it would speed up the loading process as it tried retrieving the information that was filled out for the last client as they did a background search. Eyes darting away from the computer screen in sheer worry hearing faint barking, roars, and growls in the background—Every hybrid starting a sudden ruckus.

“That’s it! I’m heading—”

“There!! It’s done—It says that Mr. and Mrs. Hyun owned a feline hybrid (black) that went missing around a year ago on a rainy day. Her name was…”

“Y/N! How we missed you… Now, why don’t you be a good little thing and come home—Oh? What’s this…?” A sickeningly chuckle rang throughout the room, your back against the glass as you sat on the ground in pure terror. Wild eyes staring up at the couple that was a mere inch away (Collar reflecting in the light), banging heard all around as each hybrid tried to break through to defend you. “A collar? You’ve got to be kiddin’.”

“Don’t worry, I know the perfect remedy that will take care of that,” The man sneered, body shaking as you saw the woman open her purse—Your face paled… She was holding a noose like a leash, hand instinctively reaching for your throat in a protective manner.

Then… You screamed, a bloody curdling scream that had the hybrid’s eyes turning into slits as they all transformed—Animal instincts running through their veins and throwing their bodies against the barrier between them, glass starting to slowly crack.

You’ve kicked, clawed, and reached for something to sink your teeth in as you fought to at least transform—It’ll help in multiple ways to bend for an escape… You were, in fact, faster on all fours.

“Nope! We can’t have that now, can we,” A giggle sounded, stepping on your wrist as her heels dug into your skin that had you hissing, already recognizing the signs of what was planned. Your eyes squeezing shut, teeth grinding together in hopes that this was a horrible nightmare.

“Y-You’re not real… You’re not—”

“Oh… Sorry to disappoint, but we are very much real,” They both said in sync, your breath hitching as one of their nasty fingers unclipped your collar to throw across the room—The familiar texture of rope touching your skin replacing the empty space. Although before they had the chance to tighten it like you knew they would… A screech and hiss was heard, their presence disappearing that had you snapping your eyes open.

“Do. Not. Fuckin’. Touch. Her,” Yoongi growled, shoving your old abuser against the wall with a tight grasp upon his shirt—Hoseok, Jimin and Taehyung transformed, all three corning the fearful woman as they showed off their sharp canines while Jungkook simply cracked his knuckles.

Sujin ran off to call security while Namjoon and Seokjin rushed to your aid… Only to back up when you screamed and flinched at their touch as if they just burnt your delicate skin.

Trauma is personal… It does not just disappear.

It’s forever engraved into the depths of your soul.

But…

Yoongi shoved the bastered into the open arms of security, glaring until the two were out of sight until whimpers and screams finally reached his ears. Turning around as Yoongi softened seeing the state you were in, curled up on the floor with the noose still around your neck.

When someone hears the screams.

Entering the pain of torture with a delicate hand…

Can the healing begin.

“Kitten…?” Yoongi whispered unsurely, crouching right next to your form as the crying stopped… Body freezing in place. Your eyes snapped up and through the blurriness you could see the familiar colors of him. The sight had you tearing up once more when Yoongi, with a softness, removed the rope around you—

“Yoongi!! I-I was…” You hiccupped, throwing yourself into his awaiting arms with a soft. Yoongi combing his fingers through your hair, whispering comforting words and humming, placing a gentle kiss among your temples.

And that’s… That is when you can truly be free from the dark past that haunts you.

“I know… I know. It’s okay,” Yoongi hushed, rockin’ you back and forth.

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Welcome to the fifteenth chapter of Changing One's Tune! It's been a while... So I decided to add a little angst to the mix. The past resurfaces, but sometimes you need to face it to properly heal.

Likes, Comments, Reblogs, and Follows are very much appreciated if you enjoy the story, its always exciting to know that you like my writing and gives me more motivation to update faster!

See you all soon, Stay Gold! <3

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Cold winter nights = More family cuddles

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Amazing Yoonkook Fic Alert!!!

rabbit heart - notyoongs - 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS [Archive of Our Own]

Summary: but it’s just: Yoongi is a cat. cats groom themselves, and then groom the people they like. Yoongi surely grooms Hoseok and Namjoon when they’re together, too. Yoongi surely slips his fingers under the hems of their sweaters, too, to pet at their waistbands, at their stomachs. Yoongi surely presses his lips to the back of their necks, too, and rumbles against their backs in his own form of purring. 

surely. 

Jeongguk can’t stop sweating.

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I usually don’t ship Yoonkook but this is such a cute fluffy story. 🐰💜🐱

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Yoongi Fic Recommendations

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Series

In the Margins (a s f) ⊹₊⋆ You weren’t sure what he would look like. His writing made you think of a cabin nestled among tall pines, a well-worn cardigan, a scotch neat, and a wistful wisp of smoke seeping into the air from the bowl of an unattended tobacco pipe. What stands before you now is a studio apartment in the city, cigarette butts, coffee stains, and a scowl. There’s definitely been a mistake.

Fix You (f a) ⊹₊⋆ When you take in a stray cat, you have no idea he’s secretly a hybrid trying to escape his past. Can you help him heal?

desolate (a f s) ⊹₊⋆ you just wanted a cute little normal cat to keep you company. so you're not really sure how you ended up with the grumpiest hybrid on earth that seems hellbent on making your life difficult.

One Shots

Set Me Free (a f) ⊹₊⋆ Tired of being told how to live his life and unsure of where he stands in the world, Yoongi--your soulmate--yearns to be free. When you give him what he wants, it causes a rift in your relationship that seems irreparable. 12 years later, you find him back in your life. Can you mend your relationship? Do you even want to?

back-burner (a f s) ⊹₊⋆ sometimes you felt like you were the back-burner of a two-decade-long friendship. how could you ever compete?

Love Language (a s f) ⊹₊⋆ Your boyfriend obviously loves you, but his silence has you questioning if he *wants* you. If you could only get past your damn insecurities maybe you could appreciate what you have.

27 Phone Numbers (f) ⊹₊⋆ Yoongi has gone through twenty-seven phone numbers over the last ten years, and you haven’t changed yours since high school. 

sweetner (f s) ⊹₊⋆ You used to know how he sounded when you were wrapped around him, but circumstances have pulled you apart and sent you scattering in opposite directions. Feelings shouldn't reappear so easily by simple words, but when you find yourselves in the same place once again, this is exactly what happens.

One Chance (f) ⊹₊⋆ A musical genius, a guy with a bad reputation, your assigned partner for your final project. And the last thing you ever would have expected.

Seasons Change (a s) ⊹₊⋆ Min Yoongi and you, through the seasons, break up and come back together. Nobody said love was easy.

All That Holly, Jolly Sh*t (a f s) ⊹₊⋆ You haven’t seen or heard from Yoongi since he broke your heart five years ago, laying out a logical list of reasons why you were better off breaking up. When a Christmas Eve blizzard traps you together for the night, you have no choice but to examine how few of those reasons are still true. And if they’re not… where does that leave you?

Now We Reign (a s f) ⊹₊⋆ when working on a collab together makes you and Min Yoongi seek comfort with the other, you discover there’s more to life than loneliness. Only, hurdles mark your path in Min Yoongi’s life, and it’s unclear what the outcome will be. Will you be destroyed by him and his world, or will you learn to reign over it, together with him?

take five (a f) ⊹₊⋆ you're min yoongi's nurse and you have a crush on him, and he gives you five chances to ask him out - he never said anything about accepting though.

The Final - Day 02 (s) ⊹₊⋆ You've been Yoongi's go-to companion for the past few years, well aware that's all you were going to be. Despite your very real, growing feelings for the rapper, you took what you could get every time. Now, you're backstage at day two of the final leg of his tour when another member takes an interest in you. Will it be enough to make Yoongi realize he's got competition?

hello soulmate (f) ⊹₊⋆ your first day on the job doesn't turn out the exact way you envisioned

Sugar Rush Ride (s) ⊹₊⋆ You produced a song based on your hidden desires for your fellow producer and promised yourself that tonight, things would change. You were done pining after him, but then he arrived at the listening party.

fuck being friends (a f s) ⊹₊⋆ as if watching the guy you were hopelessly in love with hook up with another girl each weekend wasn’t enough, he also happened to be your best friend, making things extra complicated. and it only gets worse and worse once he finds you crying in the bathroom at a party one night.

Take One (s f) ⊹₊⋆ There are three things which Yoongi was certain of. One, he was a big star in his field of work. Two, he had a huge cock, one to rival many of the largest names in his industry. Three, he can only find pleasure these days in written word. 

Illicit Favors (f s) ⊹₊⋆ When your editor tells you to re-write the chapters of your book because the sex scenes are weak, suggesting you write them from experience, what do you do when you lack any kind of sexual experiences in general? You go to your friend and ask him for help with it.

Bet On It (s) ⊹₊⋆ What's a little wager between enemies? How about if it's your body on the line?

subscribed (s f) ⊹₊⋆ you find out that youtube isn’t the only site he uses to satisfy his subscribers. what do you do with that information?

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What if... the CEOs were hybrids? Bonus chapter | BTS OT7 au

Welcome to the prequel, I cannot believe how long it's taken me to update this story I really hope you enjoy this <3 (the gif makes me think of the 6 in their office waiting for MC, but Yoongi’s hiding her in his office 🤣) Warnings: menstrual cycle stuff, hormones, possessiveness

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Hybrids: KNJ - Wolf, KSJ - Bear, MYG - Panther, JHS - Lion, PJM - Arctic fox, KTH - Tiger, JJK - Bunny.

“Kitten if you keep pouting so hard you’ll look like a fish,” Yoongi teases without looking up from his paperwork. 

“I’m not pouting,” you deny wearing the proverbial pout.

Hoseok snickers, covering it with a weak cough when you glare at him for a second, turning back to Yoongi with your arms crossed. 

“Flower you need to look in the mirror,” Taehyung says deeper than usual, making your heart flutter momentarily, the sound makes him smile, but you avoid his gaze. 

“Hyung stop being mean or you’ll cloud my sunshine,” Hobi pretends to berate the panther hybrid, all of their tails swishing in the air enthusiastically as you get more riled up. 

You were in the main CEO office with three big cat hybrids, most people would stand guard or scared, Yoongi thought, but of course his kitten would stand defiantly in between them with no ounce of fear.

“Just admit you did it on purpose Min Yoongi,” your pout was getting more pronounced at the accusation, a big cute frown on your face that makes Yoongi bite his lips to stop smiling but he fails. 

Hoseok and Tae laugh behind their hands or paperwork, both of them clearing their throats and schooling their features before you turn on them. 

“What exactly did I do wrong, kitten?” Yoongi asks with a dare in his eyes, a lot of people thought you both didn’t get on but they were wrong. Yes, you both argued and disagreed with each other without care about who was watching but it was only play-fighting, and Yoongi did it on purpose to see his kitten’s claws. Who else in the company would dare confront him like this with his full name on their lips in that demeanour. 

“I emailed you my report because you asked for a digital copy AND YOU CHANGED THE FONT!”

Hoseok and Taehyung both clasp their hands over their mouths as the giggles escape, you eye them both distastefully, narrowed gaze piercing them.

“And what’s the problem?” Yoongi smirks, oh you wanted to wipe that smug look off his face.

You groan exasperatedly, huffing loudly which only makes his grin wider. How he loved playing with his kitten, any piece of string he dangled in front of you sent you running in circles with him and he always loved the sight. 

“Why did you change it?” The pout is back.

“You’re pouting again Kitten,” Yoongi sighs, “stop it.”

You only pout harder, looking at him like a child being told off but not backing down. 

“I’m not pouting,” you argue, and your tone tickles him. For your own safety you needed to be more aware of your facial muscles, or did you not realise every time you purse your lips like that you were just asking to be kissed, and Yoongi was not a gentleman, how long did you expect him to resist?

“Hyung,” Taehyung whines, copying your expression exaggeratedly. “I can’t believe you changed the font on flower’s hard work.”

“How could you?” Hoseok joins in, adopting a childish tone in his voice as he pouts extra hard. 

The fake support only makes you glare at them, they sounded ridiculous as they struggled to keep their composure. Yoongi doesn’t hold back his soft laughter, the sound cooling your anger a little.

“You’re not funny,” you say to the duo, watching both their tails swish behind them as they mock you. 

“I disagree,” Tae chuckles. 

“We’re hilarious sunshine,” Hoseok chimes in, “and Yoongi hyung was right, you are pouting.”

“That is beside the point,” you disregard them, “the point is Min Yoongi disrespected my work.”

“I changed the font Kitten, I didn’t insult it,” he rolls his eyes but the smirk doesn’t disappear. 

“Helvetica is an insult,” you mumble, walking away with a stomp in your step. The three cat hybrids start to petulantly whine and complain as you leave, begging for you to stay.

“Kitten, I’ll change it back,” Yoongi calls after you.

“Flower come back,” Taehyung whines.

“Sunshine we were joking!” 

But your only response was the slam of the office door.

“No one tell Namjoon.”

“Hyung you were pushing it,” Hoseok berates him gently, “or did you not scent the change yet?”

“Of course I did, it’s my favourite time to play with Kitten,” Yoongi admits. “She’s extra volatile this time of month.”

Taehyung shakes his head in disbelief, “Hyung you’re sadistic.”

Hoseok just stares at the panther with a knowing look. Min Yoongi could pretend all he wanted, but the man was soft for you and your attention. 

—

Did their hybrid ears deceive them, or was that your heart pumping out of pace as you stared up at Jin with a spaced out look. The bear hybrid was devastatingly handsome, the whole company knew it, even you weren’t immune to it.

“Angel, are you listening to what Hyung is saying?” Jimin calls you out with a smirk.

“Huh,” you take a second to snap out of it, meeting the knowing look in Jimin’s eyes before you feel your cheeks burn. “Yep.”

It sounds like a squeak as you turn back to the file Jin was holding, trying to read the words on the page but you can’t make out a single sentence. You hear him chuckle beside you, wishing the floor would swallow you whole to escape the sudden embarrassment you felt. 

“Beautiful girl, are you feeling okay?” Jin asks with a grin, bathing in the sight of you becoming flustered. 

“Flower,” Taehyung stands from his desk with mock worry on his face, taking your hands in his as he stares you down, “your heart rate just skyrocketed, are you okay?”

Jimin and Jungkook push Jin out of the way, the trio surrounding you as they voice their concern over your health, making you want Hell to open up and take you if it meant you could escape this. 

“Ya!” Even Jin couldn’t save you now, he may have been the oldest but when the maknaes wanted something they’d get it. He sighs, shaking his head as you fight for words against their attack. 

“You don’t have a temperature,” Jungkook mutters with a pout, the back of his hand pressed to your forehead. 

“This is serious,” Jimin contemplates, his hands on your cheeks as he looks into your eyes, “there’s no reason for angel’s heart rate to shoot up out of nowhere,” he fights the smirk but you can hear it in his voice, he knows exactly why you were like this, damn their hybrid senses.

“Bunny, are you sure you don’t have a heart condition?”

“Should we book an appointment with the company doctor,” Taehyung says to the two, his acting skills better than them by far, even you were almost convinced it would be a good idea. 

“This isn’t the first time it’s happened Bunny, what if it’s something serious?” Jungkook teases, unable to stop the grin on his face. 

“Has no one else picked up on it Angel?” Jimin asks innocently before his eyes change again, a cheshire cat smile on the fox’s face forming without restraint. “It only ever happens with us.”

Your whole head feels like it’s on fire, the open mouth of shock pressing shut with annoyance. 

“Maybe I’m allergic to you guys,” you say through gritted teeth, making the boys gasp in outrage at the idea. 

—

It hurt like a bitch, like little fists were punching you from the inside out and all you could do was grit your teeth and take painkillers, which you swear did nothing. You try to suppress a groan, pressing your lips together hard as you get through another cramp. You wish you didn’t come in today but there was an important meeting and you stupidly thought that was more important than crying in bed in pain alone. 

You don’t notice three sets of eyes on you, looking on with worry. It's when you clutch your abdomen, eyes squeezed closed, that they know they can no longer leave you be. 

“Y/n you stink,” Suran says nonchalantly as she passes your desk, the Chihuahua hybrid dropping off some files before giving you a fake sympathetic smile and holding her nose as she walks away. 

Taehyung growls as he overhears, the chihuahua’s attention snapping to the tiger with fear widening her eyes, noticing Jimin looking at her with the same predatory hate that makes her cower away with a whine. 

You sigh when she walks away, hating the fact that every hybrid in the room knew exactly which point of your monthly cycle you were in, even with all the suppressants they had to take. At first it was weird to get used to, embarrassing even but with time it was just the way things were. Sometimes you had to admit it did have it’s benefits, like when you ranted to your panda hybrid BFF about Min Yoongi and the helvetica altercation she may have pointed out that you were PMSing and your patience with the panther was at sub zero because of it. Maybe you were overreacting about the whole font thing, just a little. 

“Noona,” Jungkook calls for your attention, the other two in tow looking at you with so much sympathy it was as if someone was dying. 

“Angel, care to follow us?” Jimin says holding out his hand for you to take.

You smile knowingly, but it doesn’t stretch very far. Every month your favourite trio found a way to distract you from work and form a cuddle nest in Yoongi’s office which he always allowed to your surprise. He would stare at the four of you while he pretended to work, both of you wishing he would just join the cuddle pile. 

“Guys I can't, I've got a meeting soon,” you say, glancing at the clock. “And you three are 20 minutes late to yours.”

They mumble feeble excuses which you silence with an unimpressed look. 

—

You almost crawl into the meeting room, your pace so slow your usual 30 minutes early to prep was now cut to 25, Jin had been pacing the room for five minutes wondering whether you had died, Namjoon restraining him from going to look for you telling the bear hybrid he was being too dramatic.

Of course, Namjoon eats his own words when they see you enter. Jin was normally the one to preempt your ritual of setting up, normally joining you so he could steal your time before being surrounded by your colleagues. This time round, Namjoon decided to join him and he’s so glad he did.

The protective growl is barely contained, he doesn’t know what hits him first, your palor, the smell of blood or the way you are so obviously in excruciating pain. 

“Baby girl,” his voice is on edge, “what are you doing here?”

You frown at him, wincing when another cramp makes you want to double over and die, did he have to ask you stupid questions? 

“Setting up,” you say breathlessly with a slight groan, pressing your lips together as if those two words alone just added tenfold to the agony. 

“I don’t think so,” the characteristic rise of his eyebrow tells you he’s serious, “go home, you’re in no state to work.” he turns to Jin, “Hyung, do you think you could drive-”

“I’m fine,” even through the struggle of those quiet words he could hear your stubbornness. 

He exhales, staring you down, jaw clenched. Jin glances between you both, even in your frailer than usual state he could see you weren’t going to back down, either of you. 

“Beautiful, maybe we should-”

“Nope,” you shake your head, ignoring them and starting to prep for the meeting, you were running out of time. You try to behave as normal, standing a little straighter, but your movements were slow, your head fuzzy.

“Y/n I am not kidding around, you look like you’re going to pass out,” Namjoon grits his teeth to stop himself yelling, he never yelled, but this or something similar happened every month and his patience ran out about a year ago.

You scowl at the lack of his term of endearment in that sentence, didn’t he know you were in pain? And he was going to call you by your name? The gall of the lead CEO, thinking he could just boss you around like he was… Huh, maybe your brain was suffering from a lot of blood loss, you genuinely forgot this man was your employer.

“I’m going to be fine,” you sigh, tired of everything. You just needed to make it through the day, only… 7 more hours left. You stop yourself from bursting into tears at the thought, why was time torturing you today? 

Jin watches Namjoon clench his fist, the bear hybrid taking a step back when the wolf’s eyes have that red glint in them that meant oncoming doom. You were somehow blissfully unaware, although he knew that wouldn’t last long. 

It's when you try to muffle a wince that he can hear the low growls coming from the male, his tail stiff and straight, making Jin’s instincts want to stand in front of you and defend you but the more rational part of his brain knew Namjoon would never hurt you. 

“Beautiful girl…” He tries again, nervously laughing but you seem to be oblivious to the state of the predator in the room. “I think-”

The whimper you try to conceal cuts him off, you’re clutching the edge of the table in front of you so hard your knuckles are white, your whole posture stiffening as you ride out the spasms your lower region assaults on your body. His eyes go wide when he doesn’t hear you breathe, he steps closer to you quickly as it passes and when you release the table you stumble back into his chest. 

His arm wraps around you quickly, keeping you steady as you catch your breath. Your stance is weaker, he can see your eyes are out of focus when he tilts your head to look at him. 

“You shouldn’t be here beautiful,” he sighs. “You should be at home, in bed, resting.”

“But-”

“I’m taking you home,” he insists, and he’d stay with you, no way was he going to leave you alone like this. He bet you hadn’t had anything to eat today either.

“But the meeting,” you whine weakly, you put so much work into today and your biology was ruining it. “No, I’m going to stay.”

You both hear the low rumbling sound behind you, tentatively turning towards the hooded eyes directed at you. You feel a shiver shoot down your spine, Jin holding you tighter against him.

When he takes a step closer you instinctively try to take one back, unable to move with Jin freezing in response to the wolf. Namjoon lets out a deep breath, as if trying to control his instincts, instincts that scream at him to take his mate home, build her a nest and trap her in it until she recovers. 

“Baby girl you either let Hyung take you home now,” he pauses, searching your eyes for the defiance he needed to subdue. The corner of his lips twitch as if he’s almost amused, but really it's because his patience has been tested to its limits. 

You try to speak but no sound leaves, all you can do is watch the predator stalk up to you, looking up at him as his gaze almost dared you to try and challenge him.

“Or…” his smile doesn’t reach his eyes, stretched thin like his nonexistent tolerance for your attitude. 

“I call security to escort you out of the building.”

You gawp at him in surprise, he wouldn’t, there is no way on Earth he would call security on you.

“Don’t test me Y/n, it’s for your own good,” he grunts in reply to your unspoken thoughts, the fake smile gone to reveal his glare. He doesn’t back down, doesn’t flinch even when he can see your eyes starting to water. He marches over to the internal company phone when you don’t move towards the exit, Jin having released you to watch your reaction. You cross your arms, looking at the wolf with just as much contempt despite the pain you were in. The adrenaline of your standoff helped a little, but you would die before you admit it. 

He scoffs after waiting a second too long, unbuttoning his cuffs and pushing his sleeves up his arms. They felt like they were constraining him, the tie and collar would have to be loosened next once he dealt with you. He glares at you again, ready to end this stalemate, but your eyes aren’t on his with fire like he expects. Instead, they travel down his arms, breath caught in your throat at the angry veins protruding out of his skin. The smirk on his face was real this time, only when he picks up the phone do you return his stare. He wouldn’t… 

“Security,” it’s a gruff command and your jaw drops in disbelief. 

—

“So Bunny isn’t talking to you?” Jungkook isn’t gloating, not really, the grin he has on his face wasn’t cruel, he just found the situation entertaining. 

“Even I thought he was bluffing with the security card,” Jin shakes his head at the memory, you held back tears the whole drive home, you ranted to Jin about how Namjoon could possibly to that to you and who did he think he was, you didn’t stop for the whole afternoon and evening until Jin left. 

“I was half bluffing,” Namjoon groans, “I didn’t really call them, I just made her think I did.”

“But you would have if she didn’t move,” Yoongi challenges, a smirk evident on his face that he wasn’t buying it. 

“As if you wouldn’t have called them either,” the lead CEO huffs.

“Oh please, Kitten wouldn’t refuse me,” the smirk only grows when the wolf glares at the panther. “And if she did, she would have paid for it.”

“She was already paying in pain, hyung,” Taehyung whines, not liking the way Yoongi was talking. “My poor flower.”

“It’s been a week,” Namjoon starts massaging his temples with his fingertips feeling the stress radiate from his brain like a migraine. “When is she going to let it go?”

“Have you apologised?” Hoseok asks, not looking up from his paperwork until his question is met with silence. 

Oh if only you could see the wolf with his tail between his legs right now. He tries not to laugh at the obvious embarrassment on Namjoon’s face as he tries to come up with an excuse. 

“I don’t think he needs to apologise,” Yoongi says.

“Of course you don’t” Jimin sasses with an eye roll. “Whether hyung was right or wrong, he still hurt my angel’s feelings.”

“I think he’s paid for it enough,” Jin chuckles, “you should’ve seen his face when beautiful called him Mr Kim.”

Jaws drop, in shock and a little in second hand pain if that was ever a thing. They wouldn’t know at all how to handle you acting so coldly. 

“Not even Kim Depyunim,” Jin continues as if he was sharing a scandal. “Mr Kim.”

“Woah,” Jungkook breathes, completely taken back. “Remind me not to get on Noona’s bad side.”

“Ididitforherowngood!” Namjoon yells to his own defence, sounding unusually high pitched before groaning, planting his head on the table. 

The others snicker to themselves, the sound making the wolf bang his head lightly but repeatedly on the wooden desk. 

—

“Sunshine, are you still mad at Namjoon?” Hoseok asks you as you both walk to your meeting. His question pulls your attention out of the file you were rechecking. 

“No…” you deny, pouting as you return to reading.

“Sunshine…” he sighs.

“Maybe,” you try again more honestly. 

“Well then you should be mad at all of us,” he replies, making your snap towards him. He doesn’t meet your gaze, staring in front of him with confidence. “We all would’ve done exactly the same thing.”

You sigh displeased with that information. 

“But Hobi-”

That does make him turn towards you, pulling your arm and stopping you both in your tracks. Thankfully the corridor was empty, but he still glances around before giving you his full attention.

“Sunshine, none of us like seeing you in pain,” he explains, “and for some reason you don’t listen to your body.”

You open your mouth to argue but his stare makes you back down, pressing your lips closed with another pout. He chuckles softly at the sight. 

“He didn’t go about it the best way, but he didn’t do it to undermine you sunshine,” he explains calmly. “He did it because he was worried about you.”

You stare at his shoes, feeling mildly dejected at his gentle berating. You miss the grin on his face, finding you adorable. He gives the corridor another glance around to make sure no eyes could catch him, before he pulls you into a hug, chuckling to himself at how endearing he found everything about you, even the parts that sometimes exhausted them. 

—

“No!” he roars childishly. “I know Flower better!”

You wince at his volume, the three maknaes tended to forget about the crowd of colleagues surrounding you when they had these battles for your attention. 

Jmin and Jungkook scoff loudly, making you wince even harder, glancing at the other desks and watching people whisper in amusement. Why did they do this to you?

“Please, you don’t even know your flower’s favourite flower!” Jimin contends with just as much volume as the tiger, tail swishing back and forth faster and faster. 

“You just admitted she’s my flower,” Taehyung counters as if he’s won. 

“Guys,” you say quietly, not wanting any more attention, but needing to stop it. You pull on Tae’s sleeve to get him to stop.

“Look you can’t even read Bunny’s body language,” Jungkook stands with his hands on his hips, stalking up to the tiger as if he wasn’t a prey hybrid. Honestly sometimes you’d forget if it wasn’t for the bunny ears on his head. 

“And you can?” Jimin and Taehyung say simultaneously.

“Better than you can!” Jungkook shouts back, “you’re making Noona uncomfortable right now.”

Oh the irony obviously went over the youngest’s head and then twirled around him and yeeted for good measure. 

“Can you guys please quieten it down?” you beg, “or take it elsewhere.”

Three sets of eyes now snap and stare directly at you, oh shit this was exactly what you wanted to avoid. 

“Flower tell them I know you best,” Taehyung demands, crouching beside you and turning your chair to face him. 

“Angel don’t you dare lie to him to save his feelings,” the arctic fox growls, the sound not as impressive as Namjoon’s but you find it cute, or you would in any other situation. 

“Bunny-”

A large shadow looms over the four of you, catching the hybrids’ tongues in their throats. They audibly swallow, slowly turning to see the daggers the big bad boss wolf threw at them with his glare.

“Didn’t we have that thing…?” Jimin cowers back without taking his eyes off the lead CEO, swearing to himself he could see steam leaving his ears.

“That important thing,” Taehyung seconds as if he didn’t spend the last half an hour disagreeing with everything the fox said. 

The three of them scarper off, as if the ends of their tails were on fire, unable to leave fast enough. You shake your head at their antics but smile in amusement despite the trouble they caused. 

Namjoon’s presence had everyone turn back diligently to their work, he surveys the whole floor, making sure not a single hint of attention strayed from what he paid them to do. You look up at his glowering presence, grinning at how serious his demeanour was. His eyes catch yours when he hears your light laughter, the stern expression on his face melting away. 

You weren’t giving him the narrowed eyes of spite that he was getting used to, was it too early to sigh in relief? He watches you cautiously, words catching in his throat that he clears, but when he opens his mouth nothing comes out. You smile at him so radiately it disarms him, his palms starting to sweat, you reduce the strong alpha to a pup with that look of endearment.

“Thanks Joonie,” you whisper, “they were getting to that stage where it would’ve been impossible to stop.”

You shake your head again, looking down at your computer completely unaware of the puddle the CEO was turning into beside you. He feels his soul elevate back into place after being dragged along the floor for a week. He wasn’t Mr Kim anymore, the relief flooded through him. 

“Baby girl,” he calls for your attention quietly, standing over you with an arm on your desk. You glance up at him, caught in his soft gaze, blinking a couple of times at the sight. 

“Hmm?”

“I’m sorry for last week, I was out of line but I was worried about you.”

He leans down closer, his face an inch away from yours. He smirks when he sees your eyes dilate, an inner voice berating him about rules and etc that he ignores for a second.

“That being said,” he continues gently. “Never call me Mr Kim again.”

He breaks out into a grin at the sound of your soft laughter.

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[kittyscupcakeandbunny]

Made by me

The Masterlist

CRAZY OVER YOU

[HYBRID AU]

[FINISHED]✅

Side Characters: Namjoon/doctor, Seokjin/doctor, Taehyung/Hybrid Tiger, Jungkook/Bunny Hybrid, Hoseok/assistant.

Warnings: Smut, mentions of blood, sharp objects, rut, beast behavior.

Genre: Fantasy, hybrids au, smut.

SUMMARY》 Yoongi is a black mamba hybrid one of rarest species of hybrids, who’s about to be put down due to his lack of interest in living. But everything changes after the new medical assistance (y/n) takes a liking to him. Meeting after meeting he realise his feelings for her are not the only thing growing.

INTRO - In the books they say

ONE - Love at first bite

TWO - Bath me with your love

THREE - Hungry for your love I

FOUR - The truth untold II

FIVE - Bitter taste, Jealousy and bites

SIX - Take Me Home

SEVEN - The last bite OUT NOW

SET ME FREE

[MAFIA AU]

On Going

Side Characters: Min Yoongi as Agust D/Mafia boss, Jung Hoseok as Jack/Concierge, Namjoon/Police detective, Jungkook/Police detective, Park Jimin/thief and gang leader, Taehyung/Mafia member FBI Mole, Paradise owner. Jin/unknown, Busan/Mafia boss.

Warnings: This story contains nsfw content (descriptive blood, gore, etc.) as well as sexual content. Mentions may include violence, consumption of alcohol, explicit sexual interactions, sharp objects, knife play, description of injuries, themes of major horror and also explores obsessive behaviors and codependency, robbery, killing, guns, torturing, fire, toxic yandere men, violence, possessive behaviour, unhealthy relationships.

SUMMARY: You made it. Now a police intern as you always promised to your father before he died, you were more than happy to finally be able to help people like he did. But the law was not what you expected to be like. You did not know how lonely it would be for a young woman to grow her career in this kingdom. Having to take care of your 18 year old brother wasn't easy too and things just got a lot worse when you've met Agust D. The king of the mafia Min. He sure knew how to make a life turn into a hell hole.

INTRO

ONE - Red Chopsticks

TWO - I’ll find you in a dark Paradise

THREE - A deal with the devil

FOUR - Welcome to my world

FIVE - Good girl gone bad COMING SOON

SIX - Dance with the devil COMING SOON

7 FINAL DESTINATION - LILITH

BREATH OF FIRE

[HYBRID GODS AU]

On Going

Side characters: Park Jimin/White fox hybrid.

Warnings: Mentions of blood, death, violence, sharp objects, suggestive words, smut, alcohol, killing.

Genre: Fantasy, romance, strangers to lovers, R +18.

SUMMARY: Did you know a fox only mates once in their life? For almost 400 years Min Yoongi never mated before, all theses years of emptiness and loneliness. He had tried so many times to end with his own hands. Until one night a hint of sweet and fire blows towards his nose, the smell was something he never felt before. And blood. Running for your life you felt hopeless in front of a lake, two man following you behind. Their disgusting smiles and eyes savoring your female body, you knew what they would do but you'd rather die. It all started with fire.

INTRO - Run little girl

ONE - Wood, cinnamon and honey.

TWO - Please wash away this blood on my skin

THREE - A taste of honey and dreams

FOUR - A rise from the shadows (coming soon)

FIVE - Lost in two words (coming soon)

SIX - coming soon

SEVEN - FINAL BREATH coming soon

BUNNY BUNS

[HYBRID AU]

COMING SOON

Side Characters: Yoongi/black cat hybrid, Hoseok/human, Taehyung/golden hybrid.

Warnings: Smut, violence, mentions of blood. And finally some fluff.

SUMMARY: Jungkook needed to hide. He was on the run. And what better place for a bunny hybrid to hide then a Bunny coffee shop? How could he resist? You smelled sweet and looked nice. All it took was one smile of yours and a bunny bread and he was on all fours for you.

INTRO - Bunny on the run

ONE - Bunnies don’t like water ( coming soon)

TWO - Carrot Cake 🥕(coming soon)

THREE - Bunny in the kitchen coming soon

FOUR - I’ll take care of you coming soon

FIVE - Bunny on the run coming soon

SIX - The last Bun. Coming soon.

ONE SHOTS

Coming soon

YOONGI

My Best Friends Crush

Characters: Min Yoongi/music theory Teacher, Jung Hoseok/dance teacher, Jungkook/art and design student, Jimin/danc student, reader/art student.

Genre: strangers to lovers, forbidden love?

Warnings: mentions of explicit language, sexual references(smutty material), consumption of alcohol, age difference.

Summary: “my whole life I always hated rules and protocols, growing to fin comfort on art as I could express myself unapologetically and freely. But there was one rule I made with myself; never fall in love with your friend crush.

With my rebellious nature, it was bound to be broken but I just never meet someone who would take that seriously.”

HOSEOK

JIMIN

JUNGKOOK

JIN

NAMJOON

TAEHYUNG

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[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 Part 4

Jungkook wants to create a home for you- not knowing that that's already what he is to you.

Tags/Warnings: Non-Idol Jungkook, Dog Hybrid!Reader, former criminal!Jungkook, mentions of past neglect/abuse, reader has some pretty bad psychological problems (OCD, Anxiety, Selective mutism, hints at an eating disorder), hypersomnia, road to recovery, hurt and lots of comfort, angst, Jungkook has some problems with aggression and swears a lot, more TBA in future chapters

Length: 1.2k Words

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Jungkook is wary as he walks into the rather.. unique building, old school reformed into what looks like a daycare for hybrids of different ages it appears like.

Some rooms are furnished, others are clearly meant for younger hybrids, and he even walks past a room that’s only filled with pillows and blankets and stuffed animals of all sizes, flooring entirely made up of mattresses. Overall, this is not what he thought the correctional facility would look like- as the man with the cat eyes approaches him, soft smile on his otherwise rather stoic face. “I’m happy you decided to come by so soon.” He tells him, black cat ears moving a little between his equally dark long hair. “Min Yoongi. I assume this bag is for her?” He asks, and Jungkook nods, still not quite understanding.

This man is a hybrid himself. And yet he’s clearly wearing a staff-badge on his casual clothing.

“I’ll explain some of the structure to you while I’ll let staff look through the things- just for protocol.” He tells him, giving the bag to an elderly woman who takes it, after Yoongi writes your tag number on a plastic card and attaches it to the black sportsbag Jungkook brought with him.

“They’re currently having lunch together.” Yoongi says, as he walks down a hall with Jungkook right behind him. “But she’s not very social- and she seems to be wary of most foods, so she eats by herself with the help of staff.” The cat hybrid hums. “We don’t know much about her, only have her paperwork- but we usually like to paint the picture ourselves.”

“Did she... eat well here?” Jungkook asks, hands in his pockets.

“So-so.” Yoongi admits. “The seperation from you clearly made her shrink back into her shell quite a bit. She refused to come out of a corner in her room for hours after she arrived.” He explains, and Jungkook frowns.

“She likes.. Mild cheeses. Like, the animal shaped kind you can get at the supermarket.” Jungkook mumbles. “And simple stuff. Like chicken soup. Or you know.. Anything I eat, really.”

Yoongi chuckles. “You eat animal shaped cheese?”

“Shut up.” Jungkook snaps a little bashfully, when Yoongi opens a door.

“This is her room. Temporary, of course.” Yoongi explains as they both walk in. “See, here’s how it’s going to go down.” Yoongi offers, sitting down on a chair in one corner of the tiny room, while Jungkook awkwardly stands in front of your bed. “I know who you are, and what you’ve done. Your situation isn’t ideal to say the least.” The worker tells him. “But- I filed in for mutual rehabilitation. And the court agreed.”

“Mutual.. Rehabilitation?” Jungkook repeats, unsure. “What does that mean?”

“Exactly what you think it does.” Yoongi shrugs. “You told the janitor back at the carecenter that you’d take on a job if she was to live with you?”

Jungkook fidgets a little, shrugs, as he looks down at his shoes. “Yeah. Maybe at a grocery store. Night shift, or something. So she’s asleep when I’m gone, and.. Won't miss me or something.” He explains.

“Do you have room for her at your apartment?” Yoongi continues to question.

���She could have my bedroom.” He shrugs again. "I could just sleep on the pull out couch in the living room, no big deal-” He tells the hybrid, who chuckles.

“What about food? Do you know what a hybrid needs?” He wonders, leaning back a little with crossed arms.

“I know that she needs supplements? Like, I looked up some, and there’s like.. Little packets? That you can mix with water and it apparently tastes like fruit or something.” Jungkook explains. “and there’s other stuff you can use in meals that don’t taste like anything.”

“You've done research?” Yoongi smiles. “Even though you were so sure you’d never get to adopt her?”

“I.. Was thinking that maybe a friend of mine could. Instead of me.” He explains, carefully sitting on the very edge of the bed. “And he’s never owned a hybrid before so I wanted to make sure I.. could like, give him advice if needed.”

“Well, it might not be so impossible for you to take her in after all.” The cat hybrid jokes. “I’d say, after you go home today, clean up back there. Get stuff ready. They’ll send someone to check your home in a week or so, just to make sure. It’ll be random. Just so you can’t prepare.” He informs Jungkook, who nods, suddenly determined.

If there’s a chance at getting both his freedom, and you at the same time- then he’ll take it.

“Then, you’ll get three weeks trial.” He explains further. “If there’s no hiccups during that time- meaning she runs off, gets hurt due to negligence, or otherwise has complaints- you'll sign a permanent housing contract.” Yoongi tells him.

“Housing?” He asks, confused.

“We.. Don't like to call it ‘ownership’. A little outdated, don’t you think? She’s not a pet after all. Neither am I.” He jokes, grinning a little.

“...true.” Jungkook mumbles, when a woman is heard laughing.

“Hey, careful, you’re gonna trip sweetheart!” She calls out with a clear smile in her tone, when the door suddenly swings open, revealing you- wide eyed, tail wagging fast, instantly tearing up as you spot Jungkook on the bed.

You can’t help it.

You basically tackle the young man, making everyone laugh at how he desperately attempts to not have you fall off the corner of the bed with him together, though you miserably fail at that, ending up on the floor where you squeeze yourself as closely to him as you can, now on his lap.

“I hope they set out an extra plate?” Yoongi asks the elderly woman who laughs.

“Oh, they did!” She laughs.

And indeed, they did.

Though, technically, they did not need an extra chair, as you’re still sitting on his lap at the lunch table, most hybrids already finished and washing their dishes- some with help, others by themselves. You’re happily eating your soup now that you’ve seen Jungkook eat it too- seemingly taking his actions as a sign that whatever you’re eating right now is safe.

“Are they being nice to you?” Jungkook asks you as you finish your bowl of soup, making you nod, before you press yourself back into him. “Yoongi said I can visit you every day if you want.” He offers, and at that, he can feel your tail wag against his thigh. “Though I gotta get your room ready back at my place.”

You look over your shoulder at him in surprise, and he can’t help but laugh.

“What, did you think you’re gonna stay here?” He asks, and you just shrug. “Nah.” He shakes his head, before he smiles.

“You got somewhere to call ‘home’ soon.”

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[euphoricfilter]

... or Yoongi + mafia + hybrid + "it's okay baby, i'm okay, it's just a scratch, don't cry love" (spoiler: it's a gunshot not a scratch !!!!! :C)

the depths of hell:

pairing: human! yoongi x cat hybrid! reader

genre: fluff || mild angst || mafia au || hybrid au || non-idol au ||

summary: yoongi hates when you cry.

word count: 1.2k

tags/ warnings: mentions of a gunshot wound, blood, mentions of death, crybaby! reader, very much grumpy x sunshine who only smiles for her type relationship

notes: i put both your requests into one!! the first request is at the end!!

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You always found the question about where your loyalties lie a little peculiar. Though your answer had always been the same and will continue to be the same for whatever time you have left alive in this world. May death be stood at your front door tomorrow, or you live till old; you’re certain the answer to that question will never change.

Because sure, you weren’t a dog, you didn’t sit at your master’s feet like so many of your kind did that had crawled into this world, the shadows where people like Min Yoongi run chunks of the city, where merely his name is enough for those knowledgeable enough about the city’s mafia to be silenced. One looked at the jagged scar across his eye and his name fizzles out on your tongue until you’re choking on your words, his eyes piercing and picking your soul a part.

But no matter how much blood stains his hands, your loyalties will forever be his. You hadn’t crawled into the depths of hell, Yoongi had extended his hand, a kind offer to join him, and you’d taken it. Skipping through the gates as he laughed at your vibrance.

You’d always been stubborn, Yoongi liked to point it out sometimes, usually accompanied by a gentle smile on his face and an exaggerated pout from you; nothing a soft kiss can’t fix, because as much as Yoongi was in love with you, you will always love him double the amount.

Many of those in the same world as him, always laugh when you make it a point that no amount of riches, no shiny little jewels or promises of endless pleasure will ever make you part ways with Yoongi. Maybe holding your chin high by his side was a fickle game of life and death, where you constantly had a target on your head.

Though it was a risk you were willing to take for Yoongi, because if you were to ever die, as much as he hated the idea, then you’d much rather die by his side.

And no amount of him begging, falling to his knees at your feet with rough hands holding warm cheeks, will ever sway you to never step foot in this household again. No amount of sweet concern and tearful confessions will be enough, and maybe that made you selfish, ignoring Yoongi’s concerns, but sometimes being a little selfish is justified when it comes to the people we love.

Not only was your life at risk, but he’d made it very clear that every day he’d wake up never knowing if it was his last and you’d understood that; however, that didn’t make it any less daunting when he did come home injured.

You hear the front door slam shut, cat ears flickering at Yoongi’s heavy boots padding up the stairs. Heavy in the way you can hear his feet drag against the hardwood floors. Faint buzz of the alarms disarmed reaching you on the other side of the house.

You peek through the open door of the balcony into the bedroom when you hear his footsteps outside the room, clumsy when the door swings open, and you watch as he staggers towards the bed.

You smell it before you see it, thick metallic blood permeating the air, and your heartrate picks up; book long forgotten on the table as you stumble into the bedroom, eyes zeroing in on his blood covered hands—white shirt-stained red.

“Yoongi?” you dare ask, falling to your knees before him as he hunches over on the bed, eyes avoiding your gaze.

“I’m fine” he grunts, hand held over his stomach.

You swallow thickly, hands shaking as you try and pry his own hand away from his wound, “Yoongi please” you hiccup, his body becoming a blur of red behind the veil of tears, “You’re hurt, please”

And he can see the tremble in your hands, pearly little tears falling onto his slacks as you try and get a better look at his wound, only your body shakes as you sob, fingers barely holding onto his wrist.

“It’s okay baby, I’m okay, it’s just a scratch, don’t cry, love” he coos, “You know I hate to see you cry”

His spare hand pauses just above your hybrid ears when he sees it stained with blood, grimace painting his face and he can’t tell what hurts more. The heartache of seeing you cry, or the bullet lodged into his side.

“I’m not stupid Yoongs. I’m gonna call Taehyung” you push yourself up on shaky legs, cat tail wrapping around your thigh. Faux comfort doing nothing to ease the anxiety that’s thrumming throughout your body, heart wrenching at the thought of losing Yoongi.

“Stop panicking, my love” he watches as you throw the pillows off the bed, blankets shoved out the way when you can’t find your phone, another pitiful sob shaking your body as frustration bursts as your seams.

“I don’t want to lose you” you cry, back of your hand wiping your eyes.

And maybe if Yoongi didn’t feel like he was moment away from passing out, he would have found it funny how bossy you’d sounded over the phone, because no matter how late it was Taehyung needed to get to the house as soon as possible, your threats far from empty.

You’d pressed a towel to the open wound while waiting for Taehyung, babbling on about some bullshit Yoongi didn’t want to think about, eyes shutting at the sound of your voice; only slipping them open when he hears the sheer panic in your tone, worried he’d fallen unconscious.

“I love you” he murmurs, weak squeeze of your hand bringing a watery smile to your face as Taehyung patches him up, your tail whipping around behind you in mild distress with each uncomfortable groan he let out.

“He’s gonna be okay, right?” you blink up at Taehyung through wet lashes, fingers gentle as they brush Yoongi’s sweaty bangs away from his forehead.

“Yeah, just make sure he doesn’t pop the stitches and he should be okay”

Your small smile drops at that, “This isn’t funny” you snap when you see the wry smile on the doctor’s face.

“He’s a lot stronger than you think he is. He’d crawl out the depths of hell just so you weren’t alone, I doubt a shitty shot at his abdomen is going to stop him from coming back home to you”

“Why’re you still here” Yoongi pushes himself up, and you fuss over the pillows behind him, “Go home, Taehyung” he grunts.

Said man gives you a knowing look and you simply turn back to Yoongi, cat ears flickering when the bedroom door clicks shut.

“I’ll get a cool towel for you” you pick up his bloodied shirt on your way to the bathroom, running the tap cold.

“Come here, baby, I’ve had a long day. Let’s take a bath and cuddle, how’s that sound” he leans against the frame of the door.

You turn the tap off, “You’re meant to be resting, you know”

“I am. I know you have one of those shitty bath bombs you wanted to try out, go and choose with one you want”

“They’re not shitty” you smile, “Promise you’ll rest after a bath? I’m worried you’ll re-open your wound”

“Promise, my love. I feel like shit, we need to change the sheets as well” he grumbles, tugging his boxers off as you start to run the bath.

“I love you” you look up at him from where you’re crouched on the floor.

“I might just love you a little more”

Your tongue wets your bottom lip, “That’s impossible. I’d crawl out of the depths of hell for you too, just so you know”

☀️ thank you for reading!!

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[gimmethatagustd]

venor (5) | kth + jjk

The barista at the university’s café keeps telling Jungkook not to come back, but Jungkook is too busy daydreaming about kissing the beauty marks on his face to be paying attention to his warnings.

○ Pairing: Tiger!Taehyung x Bunny!Jungkook

○ Rating: Explicit/18+

○ Genre: Hybrids, predator/prey, college au, strangers to lovers, slow burn, fluff, light angst, eventual smut

○ Word Count: 4,917

○ Warnings: None

○ Notes: Sorry I forgot to schedule this to post yesterday y'all. We're not having a great time but it's okay!! Min Yoongi said we'll bloom after all our hardships yknow.

○ Post Date: March 4, 2024

○ Masterlist | AO3 Cross-Post

○ What was Jai listening to? The series playlist

Series Masterlist

Convincing Yoongi to join Jungkook at the on-campus fitness center isn’t as tricky as Jungkook expects. All it takes is the promise that Jungkook won’t leave Yoongi alone in the weight room with all the confusing weightlifting equipment and the intimidating gym bros — because, as Yoongi quickly learns, even the prey fitness center has gym bros.

Luckily, Jungkook isn’t one of them.

“You’re a gym bunny,” Yoongi snickers as the two cross the fitness center’s parking lot, nearly getting hit by a car driven by a lamb hybrid cutting through the lot.

“Isn’t that term only for girls?” Jungkook asks with a scrunch of his nose. He must drag Yoongi by the long sleeve of his dri-fit shirt to avoid getting run over by more cars.

“You’re literally a rabbit.”

“Not literally.”

“You’re half-rabbit.”

“I guess.”

Yoongi rolls his eyes and pushes the front door of the rec center open for Jungkook. His statement still isn’t entirely true, though understanding hybrids is difficult. They’re not quite half-human, half-animal, but something entirely separate.

The most disappointing part of being what they are, in Jungkook’s opinion, is that they can’t shapeshift. What is the point of having animal features if Jungkook can’t fully turn into a rabbit? It seems lame.

After scanning their student IDs at the information desk at the entrance of the fitness center, Jungkook leads Yoongi down a long hallway leading to the weight room. They pass the doors to the indoor pool and a few gymnasiums lined with bleachers. Most rooms are occupied by varsity athletes or students just there to have some casual fun with friends. Jungkook has made friends with other students who like working out; there usually isn’t a ton in the weight room. He supposes the stereotypes about prey not being particularly muscular prevent many from exploring the weightlifting world. It’s unfortunate; Jungkook doesn’t believe in letting societal norms dictate what he does with his body.

“They offer fitness classes?” Yoongi peers at a corkboard with announcements and class fliers tacked to it. The board is mounted on the wall just outside the weight room door.

“Yup! Yoga, different dance genres, martial arts, even some unique sports like archery and fencing,” Jungkook explains as he digs to the bottom of his backpack.

“Fencing sounds sick.” Yoongi jabs into the air like he’s holding a weapon, his sleek black tail vigorously flicking behind him.

Just inside the weight room entrance are a few rows of small lockers against the wall. Jungkook shoves his backpack inside one of them after taking out a combination lock and two insulated sports water bottles — one for himself and one for Yoongi (since Jungkook knew Yoongi would forget to bring his own).

“You should sign up for a class!” Jungkook hands Yoongi one of the bottles and gives him an encouraging smile. “I can go with you if you want, so you won’t be alone.”

Yoongi seems to contemplate the idea but quickly gets distracted by a group of domestic cat hybrids stepping past them to reach the half of the room that holds all the cardio equipment. That’s likely where Yoongi should begin his workout journey, but he has been insistent on learning how to lift weights. To get swole or whatever. Jungkook tries not to laugh.

“Let’s go this way,” Jungkook gently steers Yoongi toward the other side of the large room.

There are fewer workout machines on this side of the room, which is fine. Jungkook wants to teach Yoongi some basics about exercises he can do with his body weight and smaller weights he can hold without a spotter. For now, their gym sessions are about ensuring Yoongi feels confident and comfortable with what Jungkook has planned for him. The more intense exercises will come later.

Jungkook begins by showing Yoongi the correct posture for simple exercises like arm curls and squats. It doesn’t allow Jungkook to get much working out in, but he finds that he enjoys teaching Yoongi just as much as he enjoys working out on his own.

“Keep your toes pointed like this,” Jungkook demonstrates the correct way to squat, gesturing at his feet, “And angle your back like this,” he then gestures to the mirror wall in front of them to show Yoongi his form.

“How do you even know how to do all this?” Yoongi grunts as he picks up one of the weights and holds it while slowly easing into a standing squat.

“Youtube, mostly. And after a while, my kickboxing instructor helped with the stuff I didn’t pick up on my own. It just takes time to figure things out.”

Yoongi shakes his head slowly.

“You’re so different, Jungkook-ah. It’s good, though. Really good.”

Jungkook shrugs and pauses for a moment to have a sip of water. It’s pretty early on a Saturday morning, so few people are working out. Jungkook prefers to get his workouts in early so he has the rest of the day to do other things.

On most Saturday mornings, Jungkook doesn’t have much to do besides hanging out with friends or finishing homework since he doesn’t work his library shifts on the weekends. This morning is far different than most Saturday mornings, though. Jungkook has actual plans for the rest of the day, plans that make his stomach flutter just thinking about them.

Jungkook and Yoongi spend an hour in the weight room before Yoongi eventually taps out. He manages to last twice as long as Jungkook had expected, much to Jungkook’s excitement. Working out may seem simple, boring even, but something about being strong makes Jungkook feel euphoric. Perhaps it’s the endorphins, but he thinks it can’t just be that.

Regardless of the exact reason, he feels on top of the world as he drags Yoongi to the communal bathroom. He’s overcome with a slap-happy kind of energy he gains after pushing his body to its limit.

Quickly, he shows Yoongi how to work the showers and exchanges their sweaty workout clothes for the clean clothes they packed together before leaving their dorm. Yoongi only minimally complains about having to use a shower other people have used, and Jungkook manages not to spend an eternity shampooing his ears.

“I feel like I’m going to die,” Yoongi complains once they’re back in the fitness center lobby. He grips his water bottle like a lifeline and glares at Jungkook.

“What?” Jungkook grins as he scans their student IDs to notify the security system that they’re leaving the center. “You did such a good job! Now you can load up on some protein and take a nap.”

“I guess that sounds nice…” Yoongi mutters, taking his ID back from Jungkook and pulling the long sleeves of his sweater over his hands to protect them from the chilly autumn breeze when they step outside.

The morning sun is finally poking through the clouds. Jungkook flips the hood of his hoodie over his head and tightens the strings slightly, making the fabric scrunch around his face. Wet hair and a cool breeze are never a comfortable combination in autumn.

“Are you coming back home?” Yoongi asks as the two cut through the parking lot toward the west side of campus, where the prey dorms are.

Jungkook shakes his head and adjusts the straps on his backpack. Once they meet a fork in the road, Yoongi heads left while Jungkook twists to the right.

“I’m going to study at Venor…” Jungkook mumbles, eyes cast downward. When Yoongi doesn’t respond immediately, Jungkook peeks at him through his wet bangs.

Yoongi rolls his eyes, but his smile is genuine.

“Like a lovesick puppy, I swear to god.”

“Hyung!” Jungkook whines, kicking at a loose chunk of sidewalk with the toe of his Nikes.

“I’m just pointing out the obvious!”

With an exaggerated sigh, Jungkook throws his head back and stares at the sunrays muted by milky clouds.

“I’ll be home after, okay? You have to help me plan my project, anyway.”

Grumbling a reluctant agreement that isn’t as hesitant as he plays it off to be, Yoongi waves Jungkook away and heads toward the dormitories. Jungkook watches him go with fondness warming his chest even as the breeze springs up goosebumps along his skin.

Now that he’s alone, Jungkook takes his phone from the pocket of his hoodie. His stomach grumbles as he walks across campus, but he knows food will be waiting for him at the cafe. He opens his text conversation with Taehyung, rereading the last few texts they shared the night before.

vante95 did you fucking fall asleep on me bun damn it’s like that huh making me quadruple-text you like a loser see you tomorrow bun sweet dreams 🐇

Smiling like an idiot, Jungkook nearly runs into a light pole when he veers to the right on the sidewalk. He’s saved by a stranger grabbing his arm and yanking him back on track.

“Oh, thank you,” Jungkook gasps, but the person is already walking away, shaking their head at his foolishness.

Maybe he is a lovesick puppy. He can barely keep himself together.

It only worsens as Jungkook approaches Venor Cafe, and his stomach falls slightly when he notices the lights are off inside and the sign hanging on the front door is still flipped to closed . Checking his phone, Jungkook frowns at the time. Taehyung opens the cafe at ten o’clock on Saturday mornings. It’s currently fifteen minutes past ten.

Taehyung is always on time.

Well, he was late to class that one time, but that was it! Otherwise, Taehyung is always early. Jungkook is the late one, always meandering even when he knows where he’s going, usually lost in some daydream he’s crafted that makes him lose himself in the clouds. Over the past few months, Jungkook has learned that Taehyung is firmly grounded, responsible and reliable.

Everything is fine, Jungkook tells himself as he waits at the corner of the cafe. There’s no need to jump to terrible conclusions about Taehyung’s welfare. He likely slept in.

With that thought in mind, Jungkook decides to call Taehyung. If he has overslept, perhaps a phone call will wake him up. Jungkook wouldn’t want him to get in trouble for being late.

Nerves make Jungkook tap his foot against the cracked sidewalk while the phone rings. Each ring’s tone reverberates through Jungkook’s body, zapping his nerves even more. When the automated voice message announces that Taehyung is unavailable, Jungkook feels like his entire body will vibrate off the side of the building.

“Hi, Tae. I’m at Venor, um, I can hang out for a bit, but I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Can you call me or text me…”

Jungkook trails off, and the automatic voicemail system eventually saves his message and hangs up due to inactivity. He doesn’t notice; his attention is on the two individuals approaching from the neighborhood's east side.

It takes everything in Jungkook’s power to stop himself from tapping his foot faster. He goes as far as stepping on one foot with the other, terrified of letting the predators notice how distressed he is.

“Well, look who it is,” Byungchul smirks as he speaks, his mouth pinching with ugly amusement that doesn’t reach his cold, dark eyes. “Our little bun.”

The snake hybrid beside Byungchul laughs, the sound nasally, more of a hiss than what Jungkook would recognize as genuine laughter. At first, Jungkook thinks the hybrid is Hoseok, but when the snake turns to him, Jungkook realizes he doesn’t recognize who he is.

There’s a war inside of Jungkook, one he was unaware of until he moved to Seoul. The independent, confident part of him wants to stand up to these predator bullies. He wants to snap at Byungchul, to tell him not to call him a nickname only Taehyung has ever used. He wants to tell Byungchul that he doesn’t care about whatever rude things he has to say.

Instincts, however, tell Jungkook to flee.

His mouth goes dry, and the euphoria he’d felt earlier drains from his system as every muscle in his body weakens. He thinks of Yoongi’s warnings about the aggressive behavior of predators and Suyun’s insistence that not all of them are bad.

“Byungchul has something wrong with him.”

Suyun’s voice echoes in Jungkook’s head as Byungchul advances, his silky wolf’s tail swaying side to side. It might be cute on someone else, but Jungkook’s automatic response is to flinch at the behavior.

“What’s wrong, bun?” Byungchul asks with a mocking pout. “Don’t tell me the cat’s got your tongue.”

The snake hybrid hisses again, scaly hands shoved into the pockets of his leather jacket. He glitters red in the weak sunlight.

“I’m shocked Taehyung hasn’t torn him to pieces yet,” the snake’s voice slices through the breeze, sharp and clear.

“Same,” Byungchul turns to look at his friend when he talks. Jungkook doesn’t get much relief, Byungchul’s mean stare returning just as quickly as it left. “Our hyung should be careful. Unclaimed prey are fair game, aren’t they, Minsu?”

Unclaimed prey. 

Jungkook doesn’t know what that means, but his body stiffens when Byungchul speaks. It sounds violent and possessive. Jungkook’s eyes fall on Byungchul’s sharp canines, and the cold floods his veins when he realizes Taehyung isn’t coming.

Jungkook will never tell anyone, but he runs.

The fear of being chased by Byungchul and his friend doesn’t leave a sweet taste of longing on his tongue like when he lets his mind wander to the strange desire for Taehyung to chase him. Instead, the fear tightens Jungkook’s chest until he has to stop running and bend at the waist, heaving as cold air freezes his lungs, making breathing painful. He grasps at his chest and rips his hood from his head to get rid of the claustrophobic feeling suffocating him.

When he closes his eyes, all he sees is Byungchul’s face shadowed by contempt. 

-

vante95 aw shit i forgot to set my alarm sorry you still there? gimme like 10 min hey if you still wanna hang im here now or we can meet up after my shift? lmk hey bun where do you want to meet? im done now fuck im sorry i was late but i still want to go with you today are you ok?

Jungkook tosses his phone on the coffee table and snuggles deeper into the blankets he has wrapped around himself on the couch. Yoongi stares at him from the other end of the couch with a suspicious look, but he doesn’t push Jungkook to explain what has gotten him so shaken up, and for that, Jungkook is grateful.

“Can I do anything for you, Jungkookie?”

Yoongi’s tail swats the back of the couch in a steady rhythm that Jungkook finds strangely comforting.

“No.”

“Nothing at all?”

Jungkook shakes his head.

With a sigh, Yoongi stands up. He gives Jungkook a look that is both frustrated and endeared. Jungkook is sure it’s an expression only Yoongi could master.

“Can I at least feed you? I was thinking of making fried chicken in the air fryer.” Yoongi waits, not discouraged when Jungkook stares off into space. “It’ll be really crispy.”

Jungkook sighs like Yoongi had. His gaze slides from the blank TV screen to Yoongi’s soft expression.

“Yes, hyung. That would be nice.”

Pleased to have a purpose, Yoongi heads to their small kitchen to prepare the chicken. He calls out if Jungkook also wants rice or noodles, and Jungkook can’t say no to carbs, no matter how upset he is.

It isn’t just that Byungchul encroached on Jungkook’s personal space and clearly tried to intimidate him. What has Jungkook more disturbed is what Byungchul said about Taehyung. The two predators are friends. Wouldn’t Byungchul know Taehyung well? So what is all this talk about Taehyung being, well, a predator?

Jungkook may have spent significant time with Taehyung in class and at Venor, but today was supposed to be the first time they hung out alone. Taehyung had agreed to go to the art museum with him since Suyun is busy. Now, Jungkook isn’t sure if he feels like he wants to. He’s not sure if he can.

A knock on their front door startles Jungkook out of his stupor. His voice is weak when he calls out to Yoongi, “Hyung, is that for you?”

Yoongi’s head pops out of the kitchen doorway to look at Jungkook, who is still sitting in the living room.

“Jungkook, I have, like, two friends, and you’re one of them.”

“Okay, but same,” Jungkook admits, nose scrunching with confusion. The knock at the door could be Suyun, but she’s with Jackson and his family this weekend. Besides, she would have texted Jungkook if she planned to come over.

“Can you get it for me?” Yoongi shouts from the kitchen.

Part of Jungkook thinks Yoongi probably could get the door himself, but instead, he’s forcing Jungkook to get off the couch. It’s fine. Jungkook does what his hyung wants, even if he keeps a blanket wrapped around his body as he drags his feet to the door. For a brief moment, he wonders if it might be Byungchul. The thought sets Jungkook’s heart into overdrive, thumping in his chest like his foot wants to thump against the floor.

A predator stands on the other side of the door, but it isn’t Byungchul.

“Bun, what happened?” Taehyung rushes to speak before Jungkook has a chance to say anything. “I called and texted you.”

Taehyung looks disheveled. His curls are frizzy and sitting a bit higher than usual on his head, as if a gust of wind had hit him and he didn’t try to smooth his hair back down. His white t-shirt is wrinkled beneath the light blue jean jacket he has on, one sleeve pushed up while the other hangs down at his wrist. Jungkook tries not to stare at how long his legs look in his skinny jeans or how cute his leather boots are — an outfit so different than Taehyung’s usual look. He’s dressed like he’s planning to go out, and technically, he is.

Jungkook drops his chin to stare at his own body, loose sweatpants and a baggy sweatshirt hanging on his frame in a rather unflattering way underneath his blanket. He was supposed to be dressed to go out, too.

“Byungchul said I’m unclaimed prey,” Jungkook blurts out. His voice wobbles, and he turns away when Taehyung’s eyes narrow. The look is scary and makes Jungkook feel like he’s done something wrong.

“He said what ?”

Taehyung’s voice is gravelly, nearly a growl. The sound of it makes Jungkook’s skin prickle and draws goosebumps up his arms. Behind a twinge of fear, a tiny bit of heat stirs in Jungkook’s stomach.

“Hey, what the fuck is going on here?” Yoongi appears behind Jungkook, brandishing a pair of greasy tongs.

Jungkook isn’t sure if Yoongi is holding the tongs simply because he forgot to put them down or if he’s planning to use them as a weapon. It’s silly either way.

Yoongi’s question reminds Jungkook that predators aren’t allowed to be on the prey’s side of campus and they definitely aren’t allowed in prey dormitories. It’s one of the highest offenses a predator student can make.

“Come on, before someone sees you,” Jungkook urges, grabbing Taehyung by the arm to pull him inside.

It’s strange having Taehyung in his dorm. He looks too big, an oppressive presence barely contained by the tight space of the entryway. Yoongi stares at Taehyung with suspicion, still clutching the tongs. Taehyung eyes them, and Jungkook is shocked to see Yoongi’s cheeks flush.

“I’m making fried chicken…” Yoongi mumbles, quickly looking away from Taehyung to stare at Jungkook with wide eyes.

“Oh, um, this is Yoongi, my roommate,” Jungkook gestures toward the cat hybrid, “And this is Taehyung. Uh, you know.”

Perhaps if the situation wasn’t so tense, Taehyung would have used this as an opportunity to tease Jungkook. Instead, Taehyung stares at Jungkook with a heavy gaze that weighs on Jungkook almost worse than the stress of confronting Byungchul alone.

“What happened, Jungkook?” Taehyung asks quietly. The question is deceptively calm.

Sensing their stress, Yoongi slowly inches toward the kitchen.

“I’m… going to finish… cooking…” Yoongi mumbles before disappearing through the door. Neither Jungkook nor Taehyung pays him any mind.

“I was waiting for you,” Jungkook doesn’t mean to sound accusatory, but his tone comes out that way regardless. “He was there with one of his friends and said…”

Wrapping the blanket tighter around himself, Jungkook takes a deep breath. To his credit, Taehyung stands with his hands in his pockets and waits patiently despite the anger simmering just below the surface of his relaxed demeanor.

“Well, first his friend said you would, you would…”

“I would what?” Taehyung’s nostrils flare, but he keeps his mouth shut beyond the probing question.

“His friend said you’d tear me apart,” Jungkook whispers, “And then Byungchul said you needed to be careful because I’m unclaimed prey.”

Taehyung barks a cruel laugh, loud with an edge that makes Jungkook’s body tingle. His ears fall flat, and his tail flicks much like Yoongi’s when he’s irritated.

“The son of a bitch.”

“What does it mean?”

Taehyung shakes his head, and his gaze falls to stare at the space between them.

“It doesn’t matter what it means.”

Stomping his foot, Jungkook lets out a tiny, frustrated growl. It’s not intimidating in the least bit, even though Jungkook thinks he seems tough. Despite being furious, the corners of Taehyung’s mouth twitch in amusement.

“It does matter. They were talking about me, so I deserve to know what they were saying.”

With a sigh, Taehyung rolls his shoulders and lets his arms hang limply at his sides. After taking a deep breath, the hard lines of his face soften until he looks much calmer.

“I’m sorry you had to deal with them,” Taehyung begins, holding up his hand when Jungkook starts to protest, “And I want to make it very clear that I would never do anything to hurt you. I swear on my life, bun. I am not like that.”

Jungkook nods. Instinctually, he wants to burrow in his blankets and hide from this conversation, but he knows he needs to have it to decide if he can trust Taehyung in the future. He wants to believe that Taehyung won’t hurt him, but nothing makes sense anymore. Honestly, nothing made sense even before. 

“Unclaimed prey…” Taehyung inhales sharply, his tone deepening when he spits out, “God, Byungchul is such a bitch.”

“Taehyung…” Jungkook calls out softly.

“Sorry,” Taehyung nods, eyes never leaving Jungkook’s. “Some predators who grow… fond of certain prey like to… claim them as their own, so other predators know not to pursue them, I guess you could say.”

Jungkook shifts on his feet, eyes dropping because he’s finding it too difficult to look Taehyung in the face. This conversation is making him uneasy, but not in the way Taehyung likely thinks.

“I’m really sorry, bun,” Taehyung takes a step forward and slowly holds out his hands as though he’s afraid Jungkook will run away if he moves too quickly. “I wish I had been there. I would have—”

“It’s not your fault.”

Jungkook lets Taehyung rest his hands on his shoulders and lightly squeeze them. It isn’t the hug Jungkook wants, but he has a feeling that this is a lot for Taehyung, who seems far more reserved than all of Jungkook’s other friends.

“How do predators…”

“They scent them, usually,” Taehyung answers so Jungkook doesn’t have to finish asking.

His hands are hot, the warmth bleeding through Jungkook’s blanket and shirt enough that Jungkook can feel it on his skin. It’s comforting, especially when Taehyung is close enough for Jungkook to breathe in his scent, even though it’s spiked and bitter with anger.

Jungkook stares up at Taehyung with wide eyes and tries to ignore the heat building in his body.

“Will you scent me?”

Taehyung’s fingers flex around Jungkook’s shoulders, and he inhales sharply. His feline eyes search Jungkook’s face like he’s waiting for there to be more to Jungkook’s question. When nothing else comes, he wets his lips and squeezes Jungkook again.

“I don’t think you fully understand what you’re asking of me.”

“I understand enough,” Jungkook challenges, brows furrowed and nose scrunched.

Taehyung stares at Jungkook for a bit longer. Jungkook is about to snap at him for acting as though he’s stupid when Taehyung slips his fingers around the edge of the blanket and slowly pulls it away from Jungkook’s shoulders. The soft fabric pools around Jungkook’s elbows, exposing the top half of his torso. Despite his sweatshirt, Jungkook shivers from the exposure.

With gentle, intentional movements, Taehyung reaches up to cradle the side of Jungkook’s face. His fingers brush against Jungkook’s floppy bunny ears and Jungkook has to bite his bottom lip so he won’t make noise. Keeping quiet becomes more difficult when Taehyung leans in, tilting his face down while angling Jungkook’s head up and to the side. Using his other hand, Taehyung curls his fingers around the collar of Jungkook’s sweater and pulls it back while dragging his nose up the length of Jungkook’s neck.

Jungkook inhales sharply, letting go of his blanket to grab the lapels of Taehyung’s jacket instead. His skin tingles as Taehyung repeatedly nuzzles his neck, each time starting at his collarbone and trailing up to the edge of his jaw. After a few agonizing seconds, Taehyung presses a light kiss on the soft spot just below Jungkook’s ear.

Before Jungkook can speak, Taehyung lifts Jungkook’s head back to nuzzle the front of Jungkook’s throat, then swipes around to repeat the scenting process on the other side of Jungkook’s neck.

Taehyung finishes scenting that side of Jungkook’s neck with a kiss, too, and Jungkook’s stomach swoops so severely that his body trembles.

“How do you feel?” Taehyung asks quietly, pulling back far enough for them to look each other in the eyes. He doesn’t move his hands from the side of Jungkook’s neck and the back of his head.

“G-Good.”

Taehyung’s dark eyes drop to Jungkook’s mouth where Jungkook has bitten his bottom lip.

“I need to scent you every time you come to Venor, okay?” It’s a question, but Taehyung speaks it like a command. Jungkook is more than willing to accept it.

“And I’ll scent you, too,” Jungkook says, gently tugging at Taehyung’s jacket lapels, only just realizing he’s still got an iron grip on them.

Taehyung’s eyes widen, and he steps back, making Jungkook stumble forward against his chest.

“You, it’s, the scenting is to protect you,” Taehyung sputters.

It’s the first time Jungkook has seen Taehyung so shy and unsure of himself. It’s cute, and it makes Jungkook feel a little cocky to know he’s the cause of it.

“But I want to do it, too,” Jungkook tugs on Taehyung’s lapels again, “And it’s not fair that your scent is on me, but mine isn’t on you, is it?”

There’s no way for Taehyung to argue against that logic. Silent, he nods and holds still when Jungkook grabs his shoulders to balance himself as he stands on his tiptoes to reach Taehyung’s neck more easily.

Taehyung’s skin is soft against Jungkook’s lips. Scenting doesn’t go as smoothly when Jungkook does it compared to Taehyung. Jungkook is slightly clumsy as he nuzzles Taehyung, his movements not as sure. A twinge of jealousy pierces Jungkook’s chest when he realizes Taehyung must be good at scenting because he’s scented someone else in the past. 

Chasing that thought away, Jungkook focuses on the smell of Taehyung’s skin. It must not matter that he doesn’t know what he’s doing because Taehyung’s breath hitches when Jungkook kisses the corner of his jaw. His large hands fall on Jungkook’s waist to help hold him steady when he switches sides. It feels nice to have the pressure and warmth of Taehyung against his body. Jungkook tries to avoid getting lost in it. Finished, he forces himself to finally step back, letting his arms fall as Taehyung’s do.

“There,” Jungkook says with a smile, that fuzzy euphoric feeling he had earlier in the day returning to him.

Taehyung clears his throat and looks off to the side, “Yeah.”

If it weren’t for the pink blush spreading across Taehyung’s cheeks and the way his tail swishes behind him, Jungkook would think the tiger was angry.

“Do you still want to go to the art museum?” Jungkook asks as he gathers his blanket from the floor. He keeps his face neutral when Taehyung clears his throat again, but inside, he’s a mess of butterflies and somersaults.

“Sure, I’m down.”

“Okay! I just need to get dressed. You can wait in the living room.”

“Cool, cool.” Taehyung nods a few times and awkwardly follows Jungkook down the hall, plopping onto the couch that Jungkook gestures for him to sit on.

Jungkook hides the bottom half of his face in his bunched-up blanket, so Taehyung can’t see him smile, and spins around to scurry to his bedroom. This time, the nerves making his body tremble are from excitement, not fear.

As Jungkook strips his clothes and looks for something cute to wear, he can’t help but notice that his own natural floral scent smells lovely mixed with Taehyung’s. He wonders if Taehyung thinks so, too.

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So What? | MYG | Epligoue

Pair: Hybrid Cat Yoongi x F Reader 

Summary: Running from a past that foreshadows him, Yoongi is adamant about ever turning back to his human counterpart form, in hopes that nobody would recognise him and take him away. You worked at a cafe with your best friend. As a more-than-normal day seemed to go by, you discovered something amidst your housing block. Perhaps - just perhaps, the nighttime is where the angels arrive. 

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hybrid, non-idol au

Warnings: Contains explicit language, abuse

WC: 635

Taglist: @bearr02 @svnbangtansworld @vintageoldfashion @rkivemaar @bontensbabygirl @codeinebelle @ldysmfrst @idkjustlovingbts @popcatx0 @yoonjinsgirl @marblemoonstones

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“Min Ji Sung!” You chased after your son. “I said stop running and put on your pants!”

Giggling could be heard as your son tried climbing up the stairs. Still too young to move up fast, you easily caught him at the bottom of the stairs and pulled up his pants. “Do not run around the house without clothes. People can see your butt.” 

All the cheeky little boy did was wiggle his butt, tail wagging as he pistoned up the stairs on all four - only to be caught by Yoongi. His loud giggles rang clearly throughout the house as Yoongi ambushed him with belly tickles. 

“You gonna listen to your mommy now?” Yoongi continued tickling him until he was short of breath from laughing. Yoongi got up and walked over to you, leaving your son on the ground to catch his breath. 

Placing his hands on your six-month-old pregnant belly, Yoongi kissed your lips. “Hey, Jagiya.”

You smiled against his lips. Just then, Ji Sung clutched onto your legs. “No kissing! Mine!”

Yoongi looked at him, offended. “What? Before you is me! Your mom is mine, not yours. You’ll find yours when you’re old enough.”

Ji Sung wildly shook his head, soft cat ears flapping with the direction. “No! Mine!”

Yoongi pouted, looking at you. You - on the other hand - were trying to control your laughter looking at the two males in the family having a catfight. 

“Don’t drag me into this now.” You laughed and picked Ji Sung up, propping him on your non-existent hips. 

“Come on, let’s go or we’ll be late to the party.” You held Yoongi’s hand, walking down the stairs. 

Yoongi took Ji Sung from you and strapped him into the car seat, ensuring that his tail wouldn’t be squashed as he lay back. Patting his head, Yoongi left your son to help you pack the diaper bag in the trunk. 

Yoongi drove to the destination of Jimin’s house, listening to Ji Sung’s soft snores and you cooing at him. Yoongi was so focused on the both of you that when your hands came in contact with his ears, he jolted. 

“What got you so deep in thought, love?” You smiled at his lack of response. 

But now, all Yoongi saw was an angel. You looked like the purest thing on Earth, the best thing that ever came into his life. You were glowing and Yoongi basked in it. A tear slid down his cheeks and you grew worried.

“Yoongs,” You stroked his ears. 

Yoongi wiped away the tears, pulling the car into the parking lot of Jimin’s house and instantly bringing your face to his. 

“Nothing’s wrong, Jagiya.” He sniffled. “I just… got an epiphany.”

You chuckled at his choice of words. Yoongi was never one to use big words. “Oh really?”

“Yeah really.” Yoongi nodded, his signature gummy smile on show. 

“Care to share what it was about?”

“You.”

You rolled your eyes. “Come on now, Yoongi. We’ve been married for years.” 

Thanks to the change of laws, hybrids are now better taken care of. However, society’s views can only change with time. 

Yoongi laughed softly. “I am allowed to bask in your light.”

“So cheesy.” You teased, dragging your hair through his hair and rubbing his ears, causing a purr to emit out of him. 

“You made me so.” Yoongi placed your foreheads together. “And I love you, more than words can ever describe. You are my stars, giving me so many reasons to live and so much light to sleep on.”

You smiled at him. 

Oh, of course, you love him. But if words were never a thing, you would show him. And that is exactly what you did as you pressed your lips against his, giving him the answer of eternity. 

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[forthechubbies]

A thought I felt like sharing.. snake hybrid min yoongi x mouse hybrid reader where yoongis mum walks in on him about to go down on her but he’s being a tease: “Don’t play with your food, son.”

I'm sorry I'm so late, I don't really expect anybody at actually talk to me so I never check lol I got like 2 more I think... I feel so loved. 🥰

I can't imagine Yoongi being anything other than a cat. Like, look at him. Little Kitty meow meow ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ. Smutty...kinda? Just beware, okay.

But a mouse hybrid seems perfect for a sadistic kitten like meow meow. I see him needing a collar not for domestication but for ✨ fashion ✨, honey. Anyway you the unlucky pip squeak got the sassy feline as a partner for project at work. In fear of being cut loose you played along...fighting through any trial he throws your way. No matter how * gulps * scary the threat -

You can't tell if he's purring or growling; it's a difficult call since his voice is so deep. “Hello, Minnie” speaks of the devil. He purred, using his long slender tail as a lasso to reel you into his chest where he commanded, excuse me, proposing the idea of having you for lunch with his parents. " Huh?! Speak up!" Yoongi teased, obnoxiously raising his voice over yours.

" I'm busy!" you squeaked out .

Your bluff was challenged.

" Oh yeah," He darkly chuckled, lowering his cherry lips to the curve of your round ear. "I'm sure your vibrator needs a little break, don't you think?".

You expected his parents to have somewhat more class than their son, but, indeed, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. When you arrive in yoongi's arms, his parents are over the moon at the way you cling to their son out of fear. You didn't realize the restaurant’s clientele is mainly cats.

"She's gorgeous, Yoongi." His mother purred, fluttering her ears. " but there's no point in being here if you bring your lunch." she chuckled as Yoongi did earlier. Like mother like son.

" Mother. " He scolded, flicking his tail before turning towards you. "you know how greedy I can be." those large green eyes fell on yours, occupying you from discovering his large hand creeping up to squeeze your ass.

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[flowerprincesscherryblossom]

nighty night

pairing: Min Yoongi x Female Reader, Kim Taehyung x Female Reader, Jeon Jungkook x Female Reader word count: 1496 warnings: smut, cat hybrid!yoongi, bear hybrid!tae, bunny hybrid!kook, foursome (f/m/m/m), nipple play, handjob, oral sex, creampie, vaginal sex AO3 A/N: request - hi, i really love your stories and i would like to ask a story where you adopt hybrids (yongi, tae and jk) and they ask to suck your boobs to fall asleep and it ends in smut Hope you like it and that you have a wonderful day wherever you are💜

When you woke up that morning with the intention to adopt a hybrid you would have never expected to leave the shelter with three hybrids - Yoongi the black and white cat, Taehyung the brown bear, and Jungkook the black rabbit.

You were honestly surprised with how well they got along considering their different personalities. Like any other cat Yoongi was really independent and loved to spend the majority of his time laying down, Taehyung was jovial and adored to cuddle with you, and Jungkook was a shy one that barely talked but you could always see him near you.

Overall the day had been going pretty good but as the night grew longer the fatigue of the day was starting to get to you. You had already shown your new friends to their new room, so you got up from your seat and told them that you were going to bed, telling them to turn off the television once they were done.

You don't know how long after you were laying in your bed with your comfy covers that you heard a knock on the door. Sitting on the bed and rubbing your eyes all three of your hybrids walk through the door, Yoongi's face not giving anything way while the other two had looks of apprehension, Jungkook using his bunny ears to almost cover his face.

"Hey, is something wrong?"

"N-No! Not really, but," Taehyung started to play with his fingers. "There's something we need to tell you."

"What is it?" The room fell into silence, the younger hybrids preferring to focus their attention on their feet while you could've almost mistaken Yoongi with a statue, not counting his tail swinging, with how unmoving he was. You were starting to get worried.

With a roll of the eyes and a sigh the cat spoke. "Oh my God, we need your help to fall asleep."

Oh. That wasn't so bad. Your mind was creating worse scenarios. "Okay, how can I help?"

The bunny started. "W-We n-need to…"

"S-Suck on y-your…" the bear continued.

"Your boobs," the cat finished, looking almost bored while scratching one of his ears.

"You what?" your voice was high-pitched and your eyes were wide. Surely they were joking, right?

Seeing the shocked look on your face Jungkook started to slightly pull at his ear out of nervousness. "I told you she wouldn't like it."

"Wait," you came back to your senses when they started to leave your room, curious about what they had said. "Can you explain what you mean?"

The boys shared a surprised look between each other before turning to you. With a sigh, Yoongi began. "Okay, so to make a long story short, for some reason our biology makes it so that we need to suck on tits in order to fall asleep." his tail stayed still, while the bear looked at you and the rabbit looked at his elder. "We don't know either so don't bother asking, it's just our way of life."

Listening to his explanation you weren't sure if you believed his words 100%. The statement might have some truth, considering that throughout the day there were plenty of occasions where Yoongi kept trying to fall asleep but always failing.

You would be a liar if you said that they weren't attractive but you didn't know them for that long. Would you really be willing to put yourself in such a vulnerable position?

"You don't have to do anything," Taehyung said taking a step in your direction. "We can figure it out on our own."

"Sorry to bother-"

"I'll do it," you interrupted the rabbit. You didn't know if that was the right thing to do but being pleasured by three gorgeous men didn't seem too bad.

All three hybrids were flabbergasted, looking at one another to confirm they had heard correctly. "Really?"

You removed your shirt, showing them your chest. "Really,"

The hybrids looked at each other once again before Taehyung and Jungkook practically shoved each other, each wanting to be the first one to reach you, the embarrassment Yoongi felt at their desperation almost making you chuckle.

With the bunny on your left side and the bear on your right side, it didn't take long for their hands to start massaging and squeezing your breasts.

Taehyung started to trail kisses from your neck before taking your breast into his mouth, Jungkook rubbing circles on your nipple slowly before doing the same. Soft moans escaped you while you kept your eyes on Yoongi, seeing that he was attentively watching you as his tail swinging.

The younger hybrids kept sucking on your nipples as if they were newborn babies, licking and nibbling on them and sometimes pulling away just to twist and pull them before going back to sucking on them.

Moans kept escaping you while you started to rub your thighs together, and there was something that was bothering you in the back of your mind. "Aren't you going to join in?"

Taehyung pulled away from you and turned to look at his elder, a look of mischief on his features. "Yeah hyung, aren't you gonna join us?" he groped your boob tightly, making you let out a whine. "You're missing out on such an amazing treasure."

"I have a different treasure in mind," Yoongi said as he walked towards you, climbed on the bed and pulling your legs, making you lay down on the bed, pulled your panties off of you, and throwing your legs over his shoulders.

"So wet already," spreading pecks throughout your thigh, his fingers teasing your entrance. Licking a fat stripe of your slit before starting to suck on your clit, two of his fingers thrusting into you while the other two kept their focus on your chest.

You moaned loudly at all of their ministrations, arching your back and grinding against Yoongi's face while pulling Taehyung and Jungkook closer to your breasts.

"I-I'm c-close," you gasped, feeling like you just needed a small push to finally reach your peak.

Unfortunately for you the moment you finished speaking all three of the hybrids pulled away from you. You whined, feeling tears start to form, being so close to your end just for it to be ripped away from you.

"On your knees dear owner," Jungkook's deep voice affected you in such a way that you had no choice but to comply. Taehyung moved to the front of you while Yoongi and Jungkook were behind you, all of which were pulling down their pants.

Jungkook's hand caressed your cheek while Taehyung's hand was on the back of your head, his other hand holding his cock. "You ready sweetheart?" Yoongi whispered in your ear.

"Yes," you said nodding and opening your mouth for the bear to guide his cock inside, with him letting out a hiss as the wet cavern completely surrounded him. Yoongi stood next to you, stroking his cock in close proximity to your face. Jungkook's hand rubbed the wetness around your slit before you felt the tip of his length in your entrance.

Taehyung's hips thrusted into your mouth at a steady pace as he held your head in place. The bunny's cock pushed inside you, making you let out a long moan. From the corner of your eye, you saw Yoongi guide your hand to his cock. You wrapped your fingers around him, automatically moving your hand in soft strokes.

You couldn't stop the muffled moans that kept escaping you as Jungkook jackhammered into you, gripping tightly to your waist.

"Gonna fill you up so good," he said breathlessly in your ear. It wasn't long before he spilled inside you with a loud grunt, pulling out of you and leaning against the headboard, Yoongi taking his place, lining his cock and pushing inside. "So tight," the cat grunted, hands gripping your waist.

The bear pushed his cock all the way down your throat, drool spilling out of the corners of your mouth as tears cascade down your cheeks. You couldn't hold back for much as you came all over Yoongi, making him speed up his pace.

Taehyung kept thrusting into your mouth until one hard thrust he shot into your mouth, pulling himself from you and letting the air fill your lungs as you fell onto the bed.

The cat kept ramming into your cunt and with one loud groan, he buried himself in you, painting your walls white once more, completely spent Yoongi pulled out and leaned against the bunny.

You were left exhausted by the activities so much that you were struggling to keep your eyes open, not even bothering to lay down in a more comfortable position.

"She's asleep," Taehyung whispered to the others, pushing your hair out of your face.

Looking at his friends he found them also in a deep sleep, shrugging his shoulders he layed in bed, pulling you closer to him, a smile on his face as he closed his eyes.

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[longtimenospooning-luci]

Yoongi II:

Updated 02/03/24

Cybersex - @gimmethatagustd

The whole point of being a phone sex hotline operator is that you’ll never have to meet your clients. So what are you supposed to do when you find out your favorite client is your brother’s best friend?

Rota Issues - @hamsterclaw

You are bossing it after becoming a single parent to your nephew. Yoongi isn’t convinced. Featuring Taehyung.

Spinning Out - ^^

You are highly trained, a specialist in your field. Nothing fazes you, well nothing did, until you meet helicopter pilot Yoongi. Suddenly you are spinning out of control.

Duplicity - ^^

Yoongi lies as easily as he tells the truth, until he meets someone he doesn’t want to lie to.

Vows - ^^

You're five years into your arranged marriage with Min Yoongi, and he's never once retaliated for anything you've done to him. One day you realize you've lost your appetite for provoking him, and you set about trying to win his heart instead.

Under the Ice - ^^

You and your partner Jimin are part of an emergency evacuation on the Hope base in Antarctica. A crack team is drafted in to help. The only problem? It includes your ex-husband Min Yoongi.

Kitten's Little Flame -@magicalsalamander

You (cat hybrid) have transferred to a new elementary school because your parents have moved towns. You start your new kindergarten class and meet other hybrids, but one special one catches your eye, Yoongi, the dragon hybrid. How will you manage this new environment? **Follows from Kindergarten to College, super cute!**

At Your Service - ^^

Your Grandpa adopted him, ex-K-9 police dog hybrid, to kept the auto shop safe. He had to fulfill his vicious guard dog hybrid appeal, but he was putty in your hands. However, when an unexpected event happens you took ownership of Yoongi, your best friend…but when tensions build, will he want to stay with you?

Ink Petals - @yminie

when Yoongi turns to your shop for drawing practice inspiration, neither of you could have foreseen the way things unfold and just how deep you both would fall.

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