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theunknowncryptid · 4 years

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Chapter 26 - Friends

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“Are you sure you don’t want me to stay?” Jimin asked, throwing himself down on the couch next to Y/n. “I feel bad leaving you here all by yourself.”

“You don’t have to babysit me, I’m fine!” Y/n insisted. “It will be nice to have some alone time.” Jimin looked at her doubtfully. Y/n really didn’t want to be alone, but to stop Jimin from going and spending time with his boyfriend would be selfish.

“I just don’t want you to be lonely.” Jimin frowned at her. The corners of Y/n’s mouth twitched up.

“You’re sweet,” She smiled. “But, get the hell out before I make you.” Y/n shoved Jimin away from her on the couch and rutted herself further into the plush cushions. Jimin laughed lightly as he got up.

“I might not be back until the morning.” Jimin said, turning towards the door of their shared brick apartment. Y/n nodded.

“Be safe. I love you!” She yelled at his retreating back. Jimin flashed a bright smile over his shoulder before running out into the drizzling rain. Y/n sighed and pushed herself impossibly farther into the couch. She tried to bring her attention back to the tv which played reruns of Keeping Up With The Kardashians, but as it had been for weeks, Y/n could only focus on one thing. She shut her eyes tight as if that would close off her mind to the abusing memories, but thoughts of Jungkook continued to consume her. She missed him. The thoughts made her angry, happy, and sad. It made her feel hated and loved simultaneously.

“Stop” Y/n murmured to herself. Jungkook couldn’t be a part of her life. At least not romantically. It wasn’t in the cards and the world had made that clear. Thinking about him would only make Y/n lonelier than she (and Jimin) knew she already was.

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An hour later, the smell of brewing coffee filled the small, brick kitchen. Y/n stood leaning against the counter, wrapped in a large quilt. She had changed into plaid pajama pants and an oversized, black Ramones t-shirt. Rain poured hard against the window facing the street. Lights blurred behind the water droplets so that low light filtered into the kitchen. Y/n thought about the conversation she had with Jungkook the day before. His reaction after finding out Y/n’s mom died stuck with her. He seemed worried and concerned. Y/n wished her mom was here. Somehow, she would know exactly what to say and do. The silence in the kitchen was almost eerie, but the familiar room comforted Y/n. Looking at the oven, she thought that she should bake some bread for Yoongi and Hoseok.

The loud, sudden noise of knuckles on wood made Y/n gasp and reach for her heart.

“Geez” Y/n said, shaking her head at herself. Dropping the heavy quilt on the couch, Y/n rushed to the front door. Y/n wasn’t expecting anyone, so it could only be Jimin. “Did you forget your keys?”

The rest of the sentence died in Y/n’s throat. Standing under the awning, dripping slightly from rain, was Jungkook.

“Hey,” Jungkook shouted over the rain. He smiled awkwardly. “Can I come in?” He gestured past Y/n into the apartment. Realizing her mouth was hanging open unattractively, Y/n shut it and stepped back to make room. Jungkook came in and shut the door behind him, leaving the apartment uncomfortably quiet. The scent of fresh rain and teakwood cologne surrounded Y/n and she pushed down the urge to take a step closer. Jungkook shrugged off his grey rain jacket, leaving him in a black sweatshirt and blue jeans. He looked down at Y/n and smiled again. Rain collected at the ends of his hair and dripped onto the sweatshirt and the floor. Unfortunately, it reminded Y/n of the last time she had seen Jungkook soaked in rain. The first time her heart broke.

“What are you doing here?” Y/n asked, thankful her voice was steady.

“After we talked yesterday, I remembered something..” Jungkook rubbed the back of his neck and a light flush covered his cheeks. “I’m sorry I didn’t return it sooner, I didn’t know what it might mean to you..” Jungkook reached inside the pocket of his sweatshirt and pulled out a battered, slightly dirty, blue baseball cap.

Y/n’s eyes widened as she took the hat in her hands. She opened her mouth to speak, but no sound came out. The hat was torn on the brim and on the large, red patch at the front that said Motors Racing Team. It wasn’t cute and people had told her so, but all through high school Y/n had worn the beaten hat. Her mother had even offered to buy her a new hat or several new hats, as long as she stopped wearing the old monstrosity, but Y/n refused. She liked the hat because it belonged to her mom.

“You left it at my house before we broke up in high school and I held onto it.” Jungkook explained. Y/n clutched the hat tightly.

“Thank you,” She said, hoarsely. She couldn’t bring herself to say the words, but the old hat meant the world to her. Y/n hastily wiped at her eyes. “Um, do you want some coffee?”

“Yeah, that would be great.” Jungkook nodded. He followed Y/n into the small apartment and watched silently as she poured two cups of coffee. Y/n handed Jungkook a mug and gestured for him to follow her into the living room. Jungkook sat on the far end of the couch and Y/n curled up on the opposite side. She brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them loosely. Y/n sipped at the brown liquid. It was bitter and burned her tongue, but it forced her muscles to relax slightly.

“Where’s Jimin?” Jungkook asked. He looked at Y/n over his mug.

“He’s at his boyfriends house tonight.” Y/n answered. Jungkook frowned at her.

“You’re here all alone?” He asked. Y/n shrugged. Why did everyone think she couldn’t handle being alone? “It’s almost as quiet as my apartment in here.”

“What do you mean?” Y/n laughed. It occurred to her that was the first time she laughed in weeks.

“Well, Jin moved out of our apartment to be with his wife, so it’s always quiet there. I assumed your house would be loud and bright, I guess.” Jungkook explained. Y/n raised her eyebrows as he spoke.

“Is it too dark and scary for you?” She asked. Jungkook let out a barking laugh.

“No, it’s just quiet.”

“It was quiet when you were here before.”

“Yeah, but it didn’t feel like it,” He said quietly. Y/n didn’t question him. “Do you remember the day your mom caught us making out and she was so mad she banned me from your house for a week?”

Y/n laughed again. “I had to beg her to let you drive me to school.” Jungkook chuckled. The laughter died and the two were left in silence again.

“I’m really sorry for not being there when she died.” Jungkook said, somberly. He met Y/n’s eyes and she could see true regret and sadness.

“It’s okay.”

“I wish I would have been.” He said. “I should have been.”

Y/n forced down the lump in her throat. “I know.” Her voice was merely a whisper. Jungkook looked down at his coffee.

“You know, we were always friends above anything else.” He said. “We could still be friends.”

Y/n felt her heart tug. Her whole body wanted to fling herself into Jungkook's arms, but she kept herself under control.

“Yeah, okay.” Y/n said. Jungkook looked up at her in surprise. “We can be friends.”

Y/n thought that the smile on Jungkook’s face could be her own personal sunshine. Y/n tried to force down her own smile.

“Great.” Jungkook set his cup down on the coffee table and wiped his hands on his jeans. “I should probably get going. It’s late and I have to work in the morning.” He stood from the couch and Y/n followed him to the front door. She turned awkwardly to face Jungkook. Should she hug him goodbye or just let him leave?

“Uh,” Y/n stuck her hand out awkwardly. “I’ll see you later.”

Jungkook scoffed, but shook her hand. “Yeah, see ya.”

He took off running into the rain, trying to reach his car without becoming completely soaked. Y/n shut the door and locked it. She padded over to the kitchen and picked up the discarded hat again. Friends, Y/n thought. She tried to convince herself that she was okay with this. This was enough and Y/n was perfectly happy being just friends with Jungkook. She could ignore the pounding in her chest, the heat of his skin, and the butterflies in her stomach that were trying to force her to the front door.

“It’s for the best,” She said aloud to herself. “We’re not meant to be together.”

Even if every piece of her heart told her she wanted to be with Jungkook, there was too much bad history.

But, he made up for the history.

But, the law was expelled. There is no reason to be together.

But, you love him.

I do not love him!

You want to be with him.

“I am talking to myself!” Y/n yelled in frustration. There was no one in the kitchen to tell her she was crazy.

For the second time that night, Y/n jumped at the sound of knocking on the front door.

“Oh, what now?!” Y/n stomped over to the door and threw it open. Jungkook was soaked to the bone and out of breath. His eyes blazed with determination and he shook his head.

“I can’t be friends with you,” Jungkook said. Y/n made a noise somewhere between a sob and a laugh before Jungkook rushed forward and kissed her.

Jungkook wrapped his arm around Y/n and pulled her to him completely, slamming the door behind him. Her heart was beating faster than Y/n thought possible. In a second, Y/n’s internal battle was won and Jungkook was holding the trophy. Everything she was belonged to him and, for the life of her, Y/n couldn’t think of a reason not to give it to him.

She felt her bones melt when Jungkook traced the seam of her lips with his tongue. He pulled back to look at her, and only then did Y/n realize her face and clothing was soaked from the rain on Jungkook’s clothes.

He didn’t say anything. Jungkook just looked at her as if waiting for Y/n to tell him to stop. Y/n lifted her arm from his neck and brushed the wet hair away from Jungkook’s forehead. Jungkook looked at her seriously.

“Come to bed with me.” He said. Y/n’s breath caught in her throat.

Time seemed to stand still. Nothing moved and no one breathed. But, she didn’t need the time. Y/n had decided that everything she could give him, she would.

“Yes,” Y/n agreed.

Jungkook smiled. Then, he planted a quick kiss to her lips and lifted Y/n up into his arms. Y/n let out a squeal.

“Hey!” Jungkook laughed and started carrying Y/n down the hallway toward her bedroom.

“Let me have my old-fashioned ways.” He didn’t bother to turn on any lights, leaving them to walk in darkness. Using his foot to nudge open the bedroom door, Jungkook set Y/n carefully on her feet. Streetlights lit the bedroom in a yellow glow. He looked her up and down with a hungry look. Y/n immediately felt heat pool in her belly.

“Don’t move.” Jungkook demanded. He walked around her, so he was standing at her back. He gathered Y/n’s hair and brushed it over her shoulder. With her neck exposed, Y/n became clearly aware of what she was wearing. Pajama bottoms and a huge t-shirt. She cursed herself.

Jungkook’s hand grabbed her neck and lightly massaged the muscle there. Y/n bit her lip to keep from moaning. A feather light kiss made goosebumps erupt on her skin.

“Get on the bed.” Jungkook’s voice came out hoarse. Without even thinking, Y/n moved to the bed and sat facing him. Jungkook’s words were demanding, but the way he spoke was like he was begging. He was asking and praying for Y/n to follow his commands.

She watched Jungkook pull off his sweatshirt, his gaze never leaving her. Then came his t-shirt, jeans and shoes. He left his black boxer-briefs. Y/n clutched at the sheets on the bed. He was full muscle. From what- Y/n had no clue. As far as she knew, the man spent most of his time behind a computer.

Gracefully, Jungkook walked forward and joined her on the bed. He reached for her shirt and pulled it over her head. Y/n watched his Adam's apple bob at the sight of her bare breasts. Jungkook threw the shirt across the room, onto the floor.

“Lay down,” Jungkook said in a voice full of lust. Y/n did and Jungkook sat on his knees by her feet. Slowly, he reached, lifted her hips and pulled Y/n’s pajama pants off, leaving her in just panties.

Y/n watched as Jungkook began to massage her calf and then her thigh, bringing his fingers closer to her core. Just when his massage reached the apex of her thighs, Jungkook removed his hands and switched to the other leg. Y/n scoffed, breaking the silence. Fucking tease.

Jungkook smirked as he massaged up her leg again. The fingers dug into her, relaxing Y/n and sending pleasure straight into her. If this went on much longer she was going to be panting for him. He used his finger to lightly trace the seam of her panties.

“Jungkook,” Y/n moaned in annoyance. He only chuckled in response. Y/n shifted her hips against the bed. “Stop teasing.”

Jungkook looked at her from where he kneeled above her. His eyes trailed over her body as he spoke.

“I’ve been waiting five years for this. Let me take my time.” After a moment, Y/n nodded. Jungkook continued tracing the seam of her panties.

“You’re so wet, sweetheart.” His thumb stopped directly over her clit. Y/n gasped and arched her back as Jungkook applied the lightest pressure, then pulled his hand away.

“Jungkook!” She moved to sit up in frustration, but he moved before she did. Jungkook straddled her hips, pinning her to the bed. Y/n could see the large bulge growing in his boxers.

“Patience.” He growled. He reached and cupped her breasts. Y/n squirmed at the feeling.

“This isn’t fair.” Y/n complained stubbornly. Jungkook smiled at her.

“No, it’s not.” His fingers rolled over her hardened nipples, sending her reeling. Y/n tried to stifle the moan that fled her lips. Without hesitation, Jungkook lowered his mouth and brought one breast into his mouth while his hand continued ministrations on the other. His teeth grazed her, sending a bolt of shock straight to where she needed him most.

“Jungkook.”

“I know, sweetheart.” He pulled forward and kissed her deeply, proving to her how much he needed and wanted her too. Then, moved down her body, kissing and nipping the skin. Y/n moaned again when he kissed the lace of her panties.

Moving so slowly that it made Y/n want to scream, Jungkook pulled the lace down and threw it across the room to join the rest of her clothing. Y/n didn’t move. Stupidly, she thought that a sudden movement might scare Jungkook away. Then she felt his shaky breath ghost over her. Y/n focused her gaze to the ceiling. Then, his tongue was on her.

Her entire body jerked in pleasure and Jungkook reached forward to hold her wrists in his hands. His mouth moved over her, pulling and sucking.

“Jesus, Jungkook.” Y/n gasped. She was close already and he had barely touched her. He moved to lap at her clit and she cried out. “I’m gonna come.”

Jungkook shifted and pushed two fingers inside her. Immediately, her orgasm crashed down on her and her body shook uncontrollably. He worked her through, kissing her gently.

When she regained her senses and focused her vision, Jungkook was kissing his way back up her body. Y/n pulled him up to her and kissed him gently.

“Stay with me tonight.” Y/n begged. Her eyes locked on Jungkook’s with force.

“I’m not going anywhere.” he answered, kissing her again. Once again, Y/n felt a hard bulge moving against her thigh.

“I want you. Now.” She demanded. “No more teasing.”

Jungkook shook his head in agreement. “No more teasing.”

Moving back slightly, he slid the black boxers down and discarded them. His cock was aching for her. He laid back so that most of his weight was held off of Y/n, but they were still as close as possible. He placed quick kisses up her neck and to her cheek. Then, using one hand, he lined himself up with her entrance and pushed in.

“Christ, Y/n” Jungkook moaned, already panting. His maintained, in-control facade was gone and replaced with the true, needy, grunting Jungkook. He gripped the bed sheets tight. He wanted to thrust into her hard and fast, but he was determined to take it slow. He would have this night. Gone was the awkward virgin, fumbling with bra straps. Jungkook was ready to show her everything he wished he could have for years. “You’re so tight.”

“You feel so good.” Y/n moaned. She arched her hips to reach his at every thrust. Her nails carved half moons into Jungkook’s back and he groaned from the sensation.

“I swear, I’m never letting you go.” Jungkook growled. “You’re mine.”

Y/n nodded in ecstasy. She couldn’t form words. Hell, she could barely form a coherent thought.

Jungkook hooked Y/n’s legs over his hips as he thrust harder into her.

With a guttural scream, Y/n threw her head back. Jungkook tried to hold on and watch every second, but it was too good. He lost control and pounded into her as he followed her over the edge.

Y/n clung onto him as she came down from her high. Heavy breathing and rain was the only sound. Jungkook rolled on the bed next to Y/n. Gently, he grabbed her chin and tilted her face toward him.

“You’re mine.” He repeated. “Understand?”

Y/n nodded. “Yours.”

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angelicyoongie · 4 years

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Abundance (IV)

— summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don't get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, turns out crazy is an understatement.

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— genre: fluff, angst, eventual smut

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You can’t help but gape at the two giants in front of you.

When you met the two hybrids in their animal form, you never expected that they would be two tall, broad-shouldered and muscular men. Maybe it was a little wrong of you to just assume that they would be tiny in their human forms as well, but you couldn’t picture them as anything else when you tried. Obviously, by looking at the sight in front of you – you were very wrong.

Brown bunny ears suddenly rise straight up in alarm as the hybrid notices your presence in the room. His nose twitches rapidly, eyes growing wide as he finally places the weird smell that entered the room with you.

Predator.

He makes a choked sound, backing up until he collides with the other hybrid’s back. The other man spins around at the sound of his packmate’s distress, arms quickly pushing the bunny hybrid behind his back. The hamster hybrid fixes you with a hard glare, nostrils flaring as he inhales the same scent.

Yeonjun hurries into the room, placing himself between you and the two hybrids.

“As you saw the first time you visited, we keep predator and prey hybrids separate. Even though they’re more human than animal, there are still strong instincts in their genetic code that aren’t always so easy to fight against, no matter how much the human part wishes to.” Yeonjun explains to you slowly, eyes trained on the two hybrids as he tries to lessen the tense atmosphere.

“When it comes to prey hybrids, one of their strongest instincts is fight or flight. We try to limit their exposure to predator hybrids as much as possible to not trigger any unnecessary stress – that’s why Jeongguk is reacting so strongly to your scent. His instincts are telling him that that he’s in danger, and to run and hide.”

You swallow hard, throat dry and uncomfortable at the revelation that you’re making the bunny hybrid terrified. If you knew it would upset him so much, you would have never let the boys scent you before you left.

“Jeongguk, Seokjin, let’s sit down.” Yeonjun gives them a kind smile, gesturing towards the couch Jimin and Yoongi occupied only a few days earlier. You suppose Yeonjun must have gotten rid of the scent in the mean time, seeing as they’re not reacting badly to anything else in the room.

Jeongguk is clinging on to the back of Seokjin’s shirt and the older hybrid seems reluctant to stop shielding him from your view. You wait patiently by the door until they’re seated on the couch, Seokjin somehow still placing himself in between you and his packmate. If only the scent of the other hybrids is enough to make them feel this uncomfortable, how will they handle living with them?

“Maybe this isn’t a good idea.” You feel a chill creep down your spine at the thought of Seokjin and Jeongguk being scared of residing in your home, when it’s supposed to be the one place they should know they’re safe.

You take a hesitant step back, biting the inside of your cheek as a wave of unease rolls over you.

“Y/n, come here.” Seokjin quirks his brow in the direction of the chair next to Yeonjun.

The tone of his voice doesn’t leave much room for argument, and you find yourself slowly moving towards the seat before you even know what you’re doing. Seokjin and Jeongguk both stiffen the closer you get, the bunny hybrid leaning back on the couch as much as possible. Once you sit down, Yeonjun takes the seat next to yours.

“Why don’t you think it’s an good idea?” Yeonjun asks, a curious tilt to his head as he looks at you.

“I don’t want to make them uncomfortable,” You explain.

“If just the scent of the others make them scared, then I don’t want to put them through having to live in the same house. I want them to feel safe and at home – not like their lives are in danger.” You throw the hybrids a quick glance, surprised to find Jeongguk looking at you intensely over Seokjin’s shoulder. The moment your eyes meet, Jeongguk ducks down behind the older man.

“We don’t mind,” Seokjin interjects, a faint frown on his lips. “We know what we’re agreeing to. It’ll just take some time getting used to it.”

He sounds sure, but you still don’t feel convinced. What if they don’t? What then?

“Unless you don’t want us anymore of course.”

Jeongguk ears drops from your sight, the hybrid upset at the though of you not wanting to take them home after all.

“No, of course I do!” Seokjin’s comment catches you off guard, your true feelings spilling out before you can think twice, “There’s nothing I would like more. I just don’t want you two to regret it.”

“We won’t.” A soft voice speaks up, doe eyes staring at you nervously over Seokjin’s broad shoulders.

You let out a soft sigh, your worries still running rampant. You suppose you’ll just have to come up with a system that ensures that all the hybrids feel safe and secure in your home. At the very least, you’ll need to have the two packs at home promise to behave.

“But before you sign any papers, you’ll need to know something.”

The air grows tense as the hamster hybrid leans forward on the couch, hands loosely clasped between his legs. Your posture straightens under Seokjin’s gaze, the air so commanding you never would have thought he was anything but a predator.

You give him a nod.

The seriousness in his expression is making you nervous. Is he some kind of were-hamster? Does he go on a killing spree every full moon? Do werewolves even exist? You’re not sure, but considering hybrid are a thing, maybe it wouldn’t be so farfetched.

Turns out Seokjin isn’t a were-hamster. Nor does he or Jeongguk go on a killing spree every full moon. After listening to him list off what types of food he and Jeongguk can and can’t eat for ten minutes, you can barely remember half of it. But even if your brain feels slightly fried from trying to retain so many vegetables, you still definitely prefer this to your initial thoughts.

“And we’ll need a bedroom on the first floor. Will that be a problem?” Seokjin looks a little less tense now that’s he’s managed to inform you of all you have to take into consideration before adopting them. He wouldn’t want to spring a difficult diet on you out of the blue.

“No, that works great actually. I was planning on giving you the last bedroom on the first floor anyway.” You smile, relieved that one of your ideas were working out great.

“But can I ask why it has to be the first floor?”

“Guk’s bunny genes like to stay as close to the ground as possible. It’s the closest he’ll come to a burrow.” Seokjin pats Jeongguk’s knee, the bunny hybrid only having inched out from behind Seokjin’s back in the last few minutes. You have a feeling it’ll take some time to get to know him based on how shy he seems to be.

The mention of a burrow reminds you of Taehyung. Hopefully the same thing applies to him, and that he'll like having a bedroom closer to the ground.

“Well, I can promise you a bedroom on the first floor, and that I’ll make sure you can follow your diets without problems. Is there anything else?”

One of Jeongguk’s ears straighten up at your question, the bunny hybrid watching you carefully as he leans in to whisper something in Seokjin’s ear. Seokjin’s eyes widen as he listens to the murmurs that are too soft for you to hear, the hand on Jeongguk’s knee tightening its hold warningly. Jeongguk is giving his alpha the same intense look he gave you earlier and Seokjin coughs as his eyes flicker over to you.

“No, nothing else.” He says.

Jeongguk lets out a low whine, obviously there was something he wanted Seokjin to tell you, but maybe the hamster hybrid doesn’t deem it important enough.

“If you’re sure?” You ask.

Seokjin quickly nods his head, motioning for Yeonjun to bring the documents over.

“I’m sure.” He gives you a tight smile, hand not moving from Jeongguk’s leg until he stops tugging at the hamster hybrid’s shirt. Jeongguk scoots away from Seokjin with a grumble, clearly upset about something.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you both.” You grin, trying your best to settle whatever worry Jeongguk might have.

You accept the pen Yeonjun hands over to sign off on the adoption papers.

Yeonjun stifles a laugh as Jeongguk squirms in his seat at your words. Seokjin clears his throat, the tips of his ears turning pink as he desperately tries to not let his mind stray places it shouldn’t.

“There.” You hand the paper and pen back to Yeonjun. He gives you a bright smile before he walks over to his desk, confirming the adoption in his system.

“Now that you have adopted all of them, I can inform you about the check-ups we’ll be doing. Since this situation is a little unorthodox, it has been decided that there will be a few more visits than normal, just to make sure that everything is going okay.” Yeonjun turns around in his chair to face you, a slight grimace on his face.

“It doesn’t happen often, but if the shelter thinks that any, or in worst case, all of the packs aren’t doing well in your home, they can bring them back. You’re basically on a trial period the first six months. As long as you provide them with what they need and they get along well, it shouldn’t be a problem.” Yeonjun gives you a reassuring smile, but he basically just confirmed your worst fear. If they don’t get along, they might have to be brought back.

“I see.” You murmur. It seems like you really need to hold a house meeting as soon as possible.

“I’m sure you’ll be fine! I’ll be right back, okay? I need to print some copies of the documents before you leave.” Yeonjun pats your shoulder as he leaves the room.

“So ..” You try to shake off the concern that things might not work out. You can’t worry about that now, not before you’ve even tried.

“Is there anywhere you want to go before we head home?”

Both Jeongguk and Seokjin perk up at your suggestion. Jeongguk opens his mouth to say something before he seems to think twice about it, leaning back into Seokjin’s side to whisper his answer into his ear.

“Jeongguk wants to get ice cream.” Seokjin informs you with a snort, the younger hybrid blushing as you turn your attention on him.

“Then, let’s go get ice cream.”

Jeongguk’s bunny tail quivers when he gets handed his ice cream, big doe eyes staring at the mint chocolate with reverence. Seokjin pulls a face at his choice, opting for scoops of chocolate and vanilla instead. You go for the same option as Seokjin, thanking the seller before you lead the boys over to an empty picnic table.

You’re glad you decided to get ice cream at the park, the blue sky and bright sun lifting your mood tremendously. It’s easier to push the worries you have away when you can feel rays of warmth on your skin and have two stupidly handsome men in front of you. You honestly feel like you might be an unwilling contestant on a prank show at this rate, considering your house is filled to the brim with attractive males.

You watch Jeongguk dig into his ice cream with amusement, the hybrid barely sparing his surroundings any attention.

“Sweets are the key to his heart.” Seokjin chuckles, a hand reaching up to ruffle Jeongguk’s hair.

“How long have you been a pack?” You ask as you scoop up another spoonful of ice cream.

“Five years. I arrived at the shelter two years before Jeongguk did.”

The ice cream gliding down your throat suddenly feels like sand, the implication of Seokjin’s words fully hitting you. It had been five years, and no one had tried to adopt them?

Seokjin gives you a mournful smile as he sees your saddened expression.

“Packs are harder to adopt. I kept begging Jeongguk to go with the people who showed interest in him, but he’s a stubborn bun.” Seokjin shrugs.

It’s not hard to figure out how much the older hybrid cares for his packmate, and it’s obvious that their time at the shelter has taken a toll on him. You don’t even want to imagine how hard it must be to offer to sever his pack just to make sure Jeongguk would get a home.

“Well, you’re adopted now. You’ll never have to worry about that again.” Your eyes glide from Seokjin to Jeongguk, and you’re surprised to find the bunny hybrid looking right back at you.

“Thank you.” Jeongguk holds your gaze long enough to mumble out his thanks, cheeks flushing pink at the attention. His voice is smooth and soft, the mellifluous sound making your heart skip a beat.

“I could say the same thing.” You smile back, nudging your ice cream in his direction as you notice his empty cup. Jeongguk’s gaze flickers between you and the cup hesitantly, as if he wonders that you might take it back. When he realizes you won’t, he quickly snatches it closer, spoon digging in before you can even blink.

You spend a few hours just enjoying the sun and sharing little stories with Seokjin and Jeongguk. The hybrids are wonderful company and you find yourself growing fonder of them for every minute. It’s when the sun starts to set on the horizon that you know you can’t postpone the inevitable forever.

It’s time to bring them home.

You swallow thickly as you pull up into the driveway. All the lights are on in the house and you don’t doubt the two packs are waiting for your return. As you walk up to the door, you’re reminded of what conspired the last time you brought someone home.

“Please stay behind me.” You give Seokjin and Jeongguk smile over your shoulder, quickly hurrying up the steps to make sure they won’t open it first. Just like you expected, a wall of muscle and orange hair hits you as soon as you open the door.

“You’re home!” Taehyung chirps into your ear.

The fox hybrid squishes your face against his chest as he hugs you close, inhaling your scent deeply. He’s so wrapped up in finally having you back that he doesn’t even notice the other two hybrids until Seokjin clears his throat. Taehyung stiffens, the arms around your waist squeezing you uncomfortably tight.

“And they’re home too ..” Taehyung grumbles, his ears pulling back.

“Yes, they are. Can you gather everyone in the living room for me please?” You pull back despite Taehyung trying his best to keep you locked up in his arms.

He doesn’t know who this new pack is. He doesn’t trust them. His interest is peaked however, when he finally notices the bunny ears peaking up from behind the man who cleared his throat.

The bunny hybrid is cowering behind who Taehyung assumes is the alpha of their pack, the long ears trembling as they listen in to what’s being said. The fox hybrid feels a flash of unease knowing he’s scaring the other man just by standing there – by just being a predator – but he shakes it off quickly. If he’s scared then that’s great! Taehyung can definitely use the scared bunny to his advantage in driving the new pack out of his home. He’s sure he can come up with something to get rid of the cats too.

“Taehyung? Living room?” You give his shoulder a light nudge, feeling slightly unnerved about how intensely he’s looking over Seokjin’s shoulder. The hamster hybrid is glaring back in return, obviously trying his best to push back on his prey instincts in order to protect Jeongguk.

“Right, gather them.” Taehyung mumbles absentmindedly as he shoots Jeongguk one last look, orange tail shivering with anticipation of the fun he can have with the little bunny.

You wait until Taehyung hurries around the corner before you turn back to Seokjin and Jeongguk.

“Are you sure this is okay?” You ask. If Taehyung scared Jeongguk that much, then you’re really not sure he’ll be able to handle all five of them.

Jeongguk slowly steps out from behind Seokjin, ears falling flat behind his head now that he doesn’t have to be alert and pay attention to Taehyung. Your heart clenches as you watch the trembling bunny hybrid.

“’M sure.” Jeongguk mumbles, a shaky hand burrowing into Seokjin’s shirt as he nudges the older hybrid in front of him. “We’ll be okay.” Seokjin assures you, but you can tell he’s tenser than before, eyes flickering rapidly over his surroundings to make sure there aren’t any predators lying in wait for them.

“Just tell me if it’s too much.” The hybrids give you a nod, and you take that as your cue to lead them inside the house.

You figure it will be best to do the introductions first, and considering how quiet the house seems aside from the heated whispering from the living room, you’re fairly certain Taehyung has managed to round them all up for you. You take a deep breath, trying to make yourself as relaxed as possible. You don’t want your own stress and nerves to fuel Seokjin’s and Jeongguk’s anxiety.

A hush falls over the living room as you walk in, Seokjin and Jeongguk placing themselves slightly behind you.

Yoongi and Jimin are sprawled out on the couch, their eyes lazily following you as you enter the room. Yoongi narrows his eyes when he sees Seokjin, his tail puffing up slightly at the sight of how big the hamster hybrid is. Jimin’s lips curl up in disgust at the new pack. He’s holding his tail close to his chest, but you have a feeling that’s because Taehyung is on the other side of the couch. The fox hybrid looks like he’s having the time of his life, his tail swishing happily behind him as he zeros in on Jeongguk. You might not know all that much about hybrids or even regular animals, but even you can tell that the look in his eyes isn’t playful.

It’s predatory.

Hoseok and Namjoon are perched on the chair next to the couch by Taehyung and it isn’t hard to see the clear divide between the two packs in the room. You don’t doubt that the heated whispering you heard before you came in was the two packs fighting with each other.

Hoseok grinds his teeth as he notices how close you’re standing to the new hybrids, his ears laying flat against his head in displeasure. He just knows he’ll have to scent you for a while later to make the smell of them go away.

Namjoon’s reaction surprises you the most. A low growl rumbles from his chest, the sound gradually growing stronger as he starts baring his teeth.

Jeongguk lets out a scared whimper, ears practically hiding his face as he stumbles backwards. Seokjin takes a few steps back too, Jeongguk dragging him along to create more distance between them and the angry wolf hybrid. You can tell Seokjin is doing his best to stand his ground, but the clenched hands at his sides are shaking, and you know this hostility has to be put to an end now.

“Namjoon!” You bark, stepping in front of Seokjin to shield him with your own body. He’s definitely taller than you, so it’s not like he completely disappears from their sight, but it proves to be enough.

Namjoon’s growl abruptly halts as he realizes he suddenly locking eyes with you, and not the hybrids threatening his territory. He ducks his head in shame as he sees the upset look on your face, ears drooping as he stares down at the ground.

You can’t help but be a little disappointed. You knew this wasn’t going to be easy, but Namjoon was the one you expected to be the most level-headed based on his normally calm and calculating demeanour.

Jimin lets out an tsk at Namjoon’s behaviour, eyes glittering with enjoyment over the fact that the wolf hybrid got put in his place. Taehyung’s head whips around to stare at the tabby, gaze narrowing dangerously as he clearly isn’t happy about Jimin making fun of his alpha.

You let out a harsh breath, snapping all of the attention in the room to you. You’re visibly upset, and there’s nothing they want to do more than to comfort you. Hoseok is itching to run over and give you a hug, but he can tell from the way you’re glaring at all of them that you probably aren’t in the mood.

“Guys,” You rub your eyes tiredly as you try to collect your thoughts. You don’t really know them well enough yet to feel like they should owe you a certain response or behaviour, and you know it must be hard for them too to live with two other packs. Even though it’s frustrating, you need to give them time.

“I want you to meet Seokjin and Jeongguk.” You step aside, once again bringing the attention back to hamster hybrid. You take the fact that his hands aren’t shaking any more as a good sign, but you decide to stick close nonetheless. Your shoulder is lightly brushing against Seokjin’s, your arms crossed over your chest. Seokjin’s gaze sweeps over the group, gaze catching slightly on Yoongi and Namjoon as he assesses the other alphas.

“Didn’t you say there were two?” Yoongi tilts his head as he looks at the tufts of hair sticking up behind Seokjin’s back, tail giving a lazy flick. You know he’s trying to be smart, but it probably is important for Jeongguk to get used to seeing the predator hybrids.

“Jeongguk?” Your voice is soft as you twist your body to look at the bunny hybrid. Jeongguk stares up at you with big, fearful eyes, his bottom lip bitten red. Seokjin moves ever so slightly to the side, and the bunny hybrid freezes like a deer in headlights as he realizes all eyes are on him.

Taehyung’s posture straightens immediately as Jeongguk comes into view, a hungry glint in his eyes that even makes you want to squirm. You don’t even have time to blink before Jeongguk spins you around, latching on to your middle as he hides his face behind your back. Jeongguk is shaking so hard it causes your own body to tremble – the bunny hybrid plastered so tightly against you that you can hardly tell where you end and he begins.

Namjoon digs into his thighs to stop another growl from escaping his throat at the sight of the bunny plastered up against you. He can’t help but feel angry that another hybrid is so close to you, after all, his pack were with you first. You belong with them.

Yoongi lets out a low hiss as you place your hands comfortingly on top of Jeongguk’s. The bunny has to learn not to mess with what clearly isn’t his.

Jimin gives Yoongi’s tail a weak tug, just enough to alert his alpha that he needs to calm down. Yoongi huffs in annoyance as he adverts his attention to his hands instead, picking at the skin around his thumb to keep himself distracted. If you were ever going to realize how useless and rowdy the canines were, they would have to be angels in comparison.

“It’s okay.” You murmur, gently running your fingers over the back of Jeongguk’s hands in an attempt to calm him down.

Seokjin quickly steps back as he realizes his mistake, the hamster hybrid lowly murmuring reassuring words into Jeongguk’s ear as he runs his hand up and down the younger’s back. You’re pretty sure this can’t turn out any worse based on the shivering bunny hybrid behind you, but you aren’t willing to bet on it.

“Let’s do our introductions quickly. Yoongi?” You send him a hopeful look, practically begging him to not do or say anything that will upset Jeongguk more. The cat hybrid isn’t pleased that he has to talk to Seokjin and Jeongguk, but you look so desperate, and he can’t turn down that cute expression on your face.

“I’m Yoongi, twenty-seven years old. You can all call me hyung.” Yoongi shoots Namjoon a quick look, a smirk settling on his face as he sees the wolf hybrid bristle. He’s sure the other packs are younger than him and that it will probably pain Namjoon greatly to have to refer to him with something respectful.

Yoongi absolutely loves it.

“Jimin, twenty-five.” The fox hybrid’s ears perk up a little at that.

“I’m Taehyung. I’m the same age as him.” He says, voice a little excited at finally meeting someone that’s the same age as himself.

Jimin rolls his eyes.

“I wish you weren’t.” He hisses under his breath, but Taehyung brushes it off. His eyes haven’t left the bunny ears peaking up over your head since Jeongguk hid behind you.

“I’m Namjoon, and this is Hoseok. We’re both twenty-six.” Namjoon’s voice is surprisingly calm despite the veins popping out of his neck. You can tell he’s trying his best to control himself, and you give him a small smile in appreciation. All the hybrids are looking at Seokjin, and the hamster hybrid shifts his weight uneasily back and fourth under the five pairs of predator eyes trained on him.

“I’m Seokjin, I’m twenty-eight. So I guess I’m the one all of you should be calling hyung.” Yoongi pales, and Namjoon lets out a low snort. While Namjoon detests the idea of calling this prey hyung, he likes the idea of the rude cat hybrid getting a taste of his own medicine even more.

“And this is Jeongguk. He’s twenty-three.” You feel Jeongguk’s body lock up around you, the bunny hybrid obviously feeling how the eyes in the room shifts to look at him.

“Wonderful! Well, let’s get you settled into your room.” You rush out, quickly side-stepping out of the living room. You can tell the situation won’t grow any better from just standing around.

You barely make it out into the hallway without tripping, Jeongguk clinging to your body making moving around a littler harder than normal. Seokjin isn’t far behind, and you don’t realize how antsy you feel until you show the hybrids into their room and close the door behind you.

Jeongguk finally loosens his hold around your body, but his face stays pressed against the base of your nape, little breaths tickling your skin as he exhales.

“You can let go now Jeongguk. You’re safe.” You try your best to ignore the shivers traveling down your spine, gently unclasping Jeongguk’s hands to remove them. He lets out a soft sound in protest as you step away from him, but Seokjin’s fingers find his hair immediately, and the motion seems to be enough to settle him.

“I was really hoping they would be nicer. I’m sorry.” You chew on your lips, guilt written all over your face.

“Don’t worry about it, alright? It went better than we imagined.” Seokjin gives your shoulder a squeeze before he moves Jeongguk over to the bed.

You’re not sure you even want to know just how horrible the hybrids had been expecting the first meeting to go if what just went down was considered better.

Jeongguk takes a seat on the edge of the bed, bunny ears finally rising into the air again as he grows more comfortable in his surroundings. He looks around the room with wide eyes as he takes in his new pack room.

“I know it’s really bare right now, but I’m going to take you to go shopping soon.” You gesture around the room, the clean white walls appearing more clinical than what you had been going for.

“Thank you, noona.” Jeongguk’s shy voice calls your attention back to him, the hybrid looking up at you through wisps of brown hair. His cheeks turn a light pink as your eyes meet, but for once, he doesn’t turn away.

“It’s no problem, Jeongguk.” The bunny hybrid gives you a toothy smile in response, cheeks puffing up adorably as his nose scrunches. You can’t help but grin back at him, your chest feeling a little less tight now that Jeongguk seems to be feeling better.

“I’ll bring in your bags! I’ll be right back.” You remember you made them drop them off by the door before you went into the living room earlier.

As you turn the doorknob, a soft hand wraps around yours. You look back in surprise to find Seokjin standing behind you, his plush lips pressed into a thin line.

“I’ll help you.” He nudges you outside, closing the door behind him.

You’re not sure if going back outside is the best idea, but Seokjin only shushes you as you raise your concern.

You trail after Seokjin silently down the hall, the fingers wrapped around yours tightening as you get closer to the entrance to the living room. Seokjin hurries past the entrance so fast you don’t even have time to peek in, bending down to scoop up the bags in his free hand as you get to the door. You know they’re heavy, but Seokjin doesn’t even seem fazed to be carrying them all by himself. He only shakes his head when you try to reach out for one. You can tell Seokjin’s plan is to hurry back past the entrance as well, but Yoongi’s lazy drawl stops him in his tracks.

“Mouse,” He’s moved from sitting on the couch to standing in the middle of the room, Jimin hovering close by as Taehyung watches him with sparkling eyes from the couch.

“I’m not a mouse. I’m a hamster.” Seokjin huffs, eyes narrowing to match the look Yoongi is giving him. You hear a low growl from somewhere in the room as one of the hybrid’s notice your joint hands, but you can’t figure out where it came from.

Yoongi waves him off, clearly not interesting in the distinction between them. The fluffy tail behind him is moving languidly back and forth, the same way you have seen real cat tails do when they’re playful – or, when they’re hunting.

“Mouse, hamster – is there really a difference? You’re all just rodents.”

“Shouldn’t you be showing me some respect, Yoongi? I’m your hyung, after all.” Seokjin scoffs. Despite the bravado on hamster hybrid’s face, the grip around your hand is crushing, and telling, of how he really feels.

“Yeah ..” Yoongi trails off, his head tilting to the side, eyes raking over Seokjin’s body, "but I could eat you.”

Something terrifying flashes in his eyes and it makes your knees want to buckle. You gasp at the same time Seokjin chokes, the hamster hybrid dragging you closer for protection. You see Jimin snickering into his hand, a few smiles tugging at the other hybrids lips as well.

“No eating!” You stare at Yoongi with a mortified expression, your heartbeat rising as the horrible imagines flashes before your eyes. The thought makes you feel sick.

Hoseok rises to his feet in panic, desperate to soothe you and calm you down, but Namjoon holds him back. The dog hybrid whimpers as Namjoon gives him a stern no, forcing him to take seat in the chair.

Yoongi only shrugs in response, eyes not leaving Seokjin’s form. You swallow hard, disappointment forming in your stomach as you watch the two packs enjoy Seokjin’s terror.

“It doesn’t matter how much animal you are or what instincts you have, you’re still human. And humans don’t threaten to eat each other.” You scowl, anger dripping into your words as you stare each of the hybrids down. Jimin and Hoseok at least have the decency to look somewhat ashamed.

“Please, go to your rooms. I don’t think I can handle seeing any of you right now.” The mood in the room drops as they realize the mistake they’ve made. Yoongi seems to shake out of whatever terrible spell he was under, ears falling flat against his head as he sees the utter disappointment pained on your face.

You turn on your heel before any of them can say anything else, ushering a shocked Seokjin back down the hallway. You hear upset whines and whisper yelling behind you, but you pay it no mind.

You spend the rest of the evening comforting Seokjin, which also means you end up comforting Jeongguk, because the younger hybrid is out of his mind upset at seeing his usually so strong and carefree alpha so shaken up. You only exit their room once to grab some food. The lights in Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung’s bedroom are still on and you can see shadows hurriedly moving back and fourth as they hear the sound of your footsteps outside.

You pause by the door, a loud bump and a low growl confirming that they must be pressed up against the wood separating you.

“Go to bed.” You mutter, feet feeling heavy as you drag yourself into the kitchen.

Your emotions are a mess. You don’t know what you can chalk up to instincts and what is just plain rudeness. The pleased look on all of their faces when Yoongi was scaring Seokjin makes your stomach twist, and you hate that your image of them has become so warped in just a few hours. You know it’s a big change for all of them, and that they would all prefer to be alone, but if they could just try ..

You sigh, shoving the refrigerator door closed with a little more force than necessary.

You don’t see any movement under the door when you return, the hallway dark without the light from their bedroom.

You stay with Seokjin and Jeongguk until your eyelids start to droop, your brain turning into mush from all the conflicting emotions. You’re all sat up against the headboard of the bed, your sides flanked by Jeongguk and Seokjin as you watch some random sitcom play out on their TV. The bunny hybrid’s head is flopped against your shoulder, the delicate fur on his ear tickling your cheek as he snores softly. Seokjin is barely holding on, head nodding up and down as he fights off sleep.

“I’m beat. I’ll see you tomorrow?” You whisper, Seokjin looking back at you through bleary eyes. He gives you a tired smile and a nod, gently easing Jeongguk’s head from your shoulder and onto his own, careful to not wake him up.

You shuffle to the door, stifling a yawn as you turn off the overhead light. The door makes you pause.

“Do .. do you want me to lock it?” You trace the pale wood with your eyes as you wait for Seokjin’s answer. The hybrid is quiet, and you almost wonder if he’s fallen asleep before he lets out a quiet ‘yes’.

You step out of Jeongguk and Seokjin’s room, fingers feeling numb as you fish up the universal house key from your pocket. They will be able to unlock it from the inside themselves, but putting the key into the lock and twisting it feels .. final. It feels bad. The click sounds too loud in the otherwise quiet night, and you grimace as you place the key back into your pocket.

Seokjin wanting you to lock the door just cements your fear that they don’t feel safe. Despite the awful tiredness in every limb of your body, you know you can’t go to sleep just yet. If you want this to work – if you want all the packs to stay, you’ll have to figure something out.

Groaning, you flop into bed, booting up your laptop. You’re not even sure where to begin, but typing in how do i make three different packs of hybrids tolerate each other seems like a good start.

You have a feeling it’s going to be a long night.

I'm sorry :( Everyone is kinda a dick in this one, but it's an overwhelming and confusing situation for all of them. The next chapter will clear up some of the prey/predator dynamics, and provide some general hybrid backstory to maybe make it a little easier to understand why everyone is so hostile. But .. at least Jeongguk and Seokjin are cute?? Lol. Pack rivalry will be a pretty big underlying plot line in this fic, so it's sadly not going to work itself out magically in a few chapters. But that doesn't mean there won't be loads of cute moments (and smut lol) along the way. Seems like some hybrids across packs have already started to catch each other's eyes, no? :) So, did their first meeting turn out better or worse than you expected? See you all soon, stay safe! <3

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