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Pairing ➪ Yoonji x Y/n | Jimin x Y/n | Yoonji x Jimin x Seokjin

Word count ➪ 6k Words

Warnings ➪ cursing through out; authors horrible attempt at humor; mentions of blood; mentions of anxiety attack; description of an anxiety attack;

Summary ➪ Y/n needs a place to stay as of yesterday. Her roommate bailed on her, she’s too far from her grandmother, and her boyfriend lives in a box with his best friend. The place she seems to find has everything; space, low rent, a short commute to her job, and seemingly nice roommates. But there are some things that are kinda weird. Like how her female roommate is up at all hours, and her male roommate mumbling about his plants yelling at him in the middle of the night. She can get through this, right?

A/n: Heyyyyyyyyyyy. Damn it took me months to update this one huh. Sorry for being so quiet lately, I’ll update my Yoongi au soon. I hope yall enjoy this update. As always feedback is appreciated and if you would like to be added to the tag list please let me know 💕

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Yoonji runs towards the front door; Seokjin’s eyes are wild and dilated, his usually pristine white blouse is stained deep red. His mouth is covered in blood, his cheeks stained with tears and dirt. His usually styled hair is messy and unkempt. “Oh, my god, Jinnie what happened,” she pleads, “Who did this? Was it Choi? I swear to the gods I will drag him out in the sun myself if he-,’ Yoonji stops when she looks over Seokjin’s shoulder, “Jin, what the fuck did you do?”

Seokjin shudders, “I didn’t mean to, I was- fuck. I haven’t fed since I gave you blood. The council refused to let me into the donor wing, even though it's my side of the Kim clan that created it in the first place. To punish my gluttony they said. I asked Jaeyoung for bags, but he never got back to me. I was walking home, taking my way through the park. I smelled blood, coming from the bushes. I thought it was an animal, but the smell got stronger and sweeter, it was fresh human blood. I couldn’t help it, Yoonie. I’m sorry.” Seokjin struggled to hold in his sob. Yoonji needed to figure out a plan and fast, but it seemed the universe had other plans.

Yoonji turned at the gasps that echoed in between Seokjin’s harsh breaths. Y/n stood wide eyed, frightened. She knew.

“Oh, shit,” Yoonji mumbled. “Y/n.. I need you to breathe slowly. Please.” The older woman walked slowly towards her younger roommate, hoping that she didn't do anything irrational.

Y/n evades her, running towards Seokjin, “Holy shit, Jin, what happened?”

Seokjin sobbed harder into the tile, struggling to find his voice, “I-fuck! I..I was walking..and.” Yoonji could feel her friend’s desperation, she rubbed Jin’s back in an attempt to soothe him. “I didn’t know.. I swear I didn’t, kitty.”

Y/n stopped in front of Jin, taking in the chaos that he had brought with him. “Fuck, “she grumbled. She joined Jin on the floor, scanning him for any potentially fatal wounds, “Jin, were you stabbed? Shot? You’re covered in blood, fuck.” Seokjin stared at her, shocked that she would get so close. Their roommate scooted closer to a still Jin, Yoonji watched, frozen. She didn’t want to scare Y/n by trying to pull her away, but she also doesn’t know in what state of mind her best friend would be. There was a large chance Seokin could attack her, if he saw her as a threat.

“Jimin,” Yoonji hissed, “Jimin, hurry, Y/n is getting too close to Jinnie.”

Jimin cursed, he hurried from his pantry with their first aid kit, “I’m trying, I have delicate jars in this thing.”

Yoonji could see Seokjin’s figure tense, his pupils were dilating with every centimeter Y/n crawled closer. “Jimin, please,” she begged. With the wave of a finger and a grunted curse, Y/n fell to her side, they were able to narrowly avoid another incident in their home. The elder was able to catch her roommate, preventing any injuries.

Jimin anxiously made his way towards Seokjin, “Yoon, take her to her room. The spell I used should keep her asleep for a while, let's hope she doesn't have to work a shift tomorrow. We can’t have more people involved.” He carefully lays the aid kit on the ground, hastily trying to find what he needs.

Yoonji takes Y/n into her arms, working fast to get her out of the upside down living room. Once Yoonji settled their sleeping roommate on her bed, she skimmed for any bumps or bruises. The female vampire released a breath she didn’t realize she was holding, nothing seemed bruised or in need of attention, thankfully one less thing to worry about tonight.

Yoonji finds her roommates, and a stranger, still stationed in their living room. Seokjin was lying on the couch, his blood-soiled shirt on the floor next to him, dried blood in sporadic places, sweat glistening on his brow. Jimin had finished checking over Seokjin, deeming him free of any detrimental injuries. He was happy to confirm his friend was healthy, but there was still the matter of the man on the carpet. He was tall, and had dark hair. Yoonji was sure he was tan, but the lack of blood is causing him to look sickly. The man was wearing a dark blue matching t-shirt and pants set, with detailing on the hems.

She makes her way to the middle of the room to help Min out. The elder looks around trying to find something to clean up the dirt and blood stuck on her best friend. Yoonji spots and picks the wet wipes Jimin stashes in their first aid kit. While she hastily wipes down every visible stain of blood, Seokjin doesn't move. He’s silent, attempting to control his breathing.

“Jinnie what happened, “she whispered. Jin grumbled, slightly shaking his head, “Mmph.. kitty… I’m tired.”

“I gave him a sedative,” Jimin said, “It’s catered to vampires, so he’ll sleep for a couple of hours.”

“Was that necessary, “Yoonji asks worriedly.

“He was bordering on a feral state; he hadn't been feeding. The overwhelming emotions of fear, guilt, confusion and panic were pushing him to a frenzy,” he answered. “The last thing he needed was to go into a frenzy, hurt anyone else, and turn feral from the grief. Along with a sedative, I gave him something to keep him settled emotionally after he wakes up. Hopefully his body doesn’t purge it.” Jimin organized the items back into his kit tensely, “Please take the man on the carpet to my work room. I still need to treat him, plus, the smell of blood could set off Jin.” Jimin urgently rose from the floor, speed walking deeper into the house.

Yoonji finished the last of her clean up of Seokjin. Her stomach was less twisted seeing her longest friend safe. She fixed his hair back into place, and makes sure he’s comfortable for his rest.

Jimin was fixing a variety of creams and tonics when Yoonji came in with the living room stranger. She lays him on the futon Jimin keeps in his work room, for the days he has too many commissions. She closes the door, wanting to keep any noise from reaching Y/n down the hall. Jimin stripped the stranger down to his underwear, wiping him down with a warm cloth to rid him of any grime and blood. Yoonji takes the remaining cloth, assisting Jimin with cleaning the stranger. They work in silence, neither too sure what to say.

“Namjoon.”

“Excuse me?”

“Namjoon, “Jimin mumbles, “That’s his name.”

The elder stared at her younger friend with surprise. “Did you find a wallet with his ID in it, “Yoonji asked.

“I know him,” Jimin whispered. Yoonji stood shell shocked, “Jimin.. Oh gods, I’m sorry.” They continue to clean Namjoon in uncomfortable silence, until he is free of any grime. “He’s the friend I go on the trails with. He’s always at a park, or working at the plant nursery he co-owns with his roommate. I know Jin didn’t mean to, but I’m so angry.”

Yoonji didn’t know how to comfort her younger friend. She understands why he would be upset, Namjoon was a victim of ‘wrong place, wrong time’. “I know Min, I’m sorry. I understand why you would be upset. Jin didn’t mean it. He must’ve been more blood deprived than we realized, but he would never attack a human on purpose.”

“I know Yoonie. It’s just frustrating to see an innocent person getting caught in the crossfire, especially one that you’re close to, “Jimin sighs. “He’s not hurt, at least from what I can tell. No stabs, claw marks, cuts, or bullet wounds, but that’s not our biggest worry.”

“What is it then? He’s not a werewolf, is he, or a demon?”

“No, since Seokjin was starving, and went into some form of bloodlust. He injected Namjoon with venom,“ Jimin explained. Yoonji cursed, “Fuck! Are you sure?”

Jimin ushered Yoonji to the left side of Namjoon, he carefully tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck. He pointed to the very prominent bite marks, “When I was cleaning around his neck, the blood had a cloudy look to it. I knew he wasn’t sick; if Joon was a werewolf, Seokjin would’ve died within minutes. Namjoon’s body would kill itself trying to purge the vampire venom, if he was a wolf. If he was a demon, Jin would be sick, at worst he would have a stomach ache that would last for a few days, and Namjoon wouldn’t have been affected.”

“So he’s human, “Yoonji says.

“Was, “Jimin answers, “Jin released enough venom when he bit him to start the transformation. If I’m correct, the transition should be finished within 48 hours, maybe less.”

“Less,” Yoonji croaked, “How?”

“Born vampires are the only ones that can turn humans into vampires, correct,” she nodded, “Well, Seokjin is part of an aristocratic family, he’s also ancient. If I'm not mistaken all of that would make his venom more potent. Namjoon is a healthy human, add a potent venom, and boom you have a newborn.”

Yoonji’s mind was going into overdrive, what were they going to do? They had never sired a vampire. From a very young age they’re taught about how serious sire and fledgling relationships are. Sires can be parental figures to their fledgling, if they weren’t romantically involved before being reborn. Fledglings can easily go feral if they’re not guided correctly, or worse their sire’s reject the bond. Things can go to shit so easily. They’ve heard about newborns going feral hours after their finished transition. Seokjin has had to unfortunately, get rid of a fair amount of feral fledglings in his time in the council. It never gets easier.

“Yoonie,” Jimin whispered.

“Yeah,” she whispers back.

“Jin, won’t abandon him will he, “he asked. “Yoon, I know to you two he’s the human that got caught in the crossfire, but he’s my friend. Joonie has been a constant presence in my life for the last year. I don’t want to lose him to this. It might sound selfish, but it feels nice to be treated as normal, or at least be perceived as human. I don’t get envious looks for being the grandson of Park Hyejin. I can talk about plants, and not be told ‘I didn’t ask’. I’m not asked about spells, potions, or favors. I’m not asked about how granny and momma are so powerful, and why I’m not like them even though I’m the first born. I don’t have to take inventory of my greenhouse, or my workroom when he comes over. I’ve never had to use charms around him to keep myself safe. I’ve never had to scour myself, or gifts from him for peeping spells. It’s nice not having to watch my back.”

“Jimin.. I’m sorry. I didn’t know things were getting that bad. I’m sorry you’ve been dealing with this by yourself. I know nothing I say will make it okay. Seokjin will be responsible for Namjoon. Our families have taught us to guide, protect, and love those that we sire. If, for some reason, Seokjin decides to not take responsibility, I’ll become his sire. Namjoon shouldn’t be allowed to go feral, for his mistakes.”

“Will you really, “Jimin asked.

“Yes, I will,” Yoonji said matter of factly. “I might not know him like you do, but I can see you care about him. Like I said he’s innocent in all of this.”

They quietly finished cleaning Namjoon up. Yoonji is beginning to see subtle changes; he’s losing color, his claws are starting to grow out, he’s starting to become free of any blemishes. Namjoon is also starting to breathe more raggedly, she knows soon he’ll stop. The transformation always started physically, while the venom slowly killed the body. Young vamplings were always told the transformation was painful. She’s heard stories of sires sedating their fledglings with all types of concoctions. Most burned through the drugs or alcohol during their transition, or any concussion given to knock them out, was healed. Yoonji doesn’t know how Jimin’s friend will react once he’s woken up after the last breath, but she hopes he’s at least grateful that Jimin sedated him with a spell.

Being a newborn is hell, she’s seen it. Her favorite auntie was turned by one of her father’s younger brothers when she had just turned 14. She remembers the hunger, the sensitivity, the mood swings her auntie experienced. They were lucky to have had resources back then to ensure her auntie hadn’t gone on a rampage. There weren’t blood banks back then, and donors were a new concept that few clans had taken up. Yoonji still remembers her auntie complaining about her new fangs aching months after the transformation, and the sunlight sensitivity. It’s not all bad, at least from what she remembers. Her auntie was happy she didn’t have to ask for help with carrying heavy loads, she would spend hours gardening with no complaints of being tired, and surprisingly took on lumbering. Of course being immune to every human disease imaginable was also a plus.

They finish off the last of the grime on Namjoon’s legs, double checking on his bite wound, to make sure it's healing properly during the transition. Everything is looking good, well as good as the transition from human to vampire can be. Jimin struggles to put some clothes on Namjoon that look a bit small, but it will have to work. Jimin likes tight clothes, and Seokjin would be horrified if anyone caught him in anything less than his finest. Yoonji is significantly smaller than everyone in the house, even her largest garments would fit like doll clothes on her roommate's friend. They wouldn’t even dare going through Y/n’s closet to find anything worthy of his size or any stray pieces from Jungwoo.

Yoonji helps Jimin clean up the towels they used, putting away the different jars that belong in the first aid kit, and collecting the remnants of Namjoon’s clothes. They continue to work around each other, Yoonji ensuring she stays out of Jimin’s way as he reorganizes to stay calm.

“Min, “Yoonji whispers, “You said Namjoon had a roommate, what are we going to do about that?”

“Fuck, you’re right,” Jimin grumbled. “Hoseok will be worried if Namjoon isn’t home. He’s probably worried sick right now, they make a habit of trying to eat dinner every night. I don’t even know what to do, or what I’ll say to him. As long as I’ve known Namjoon he’s never been gone for more than a few days on his own. Him, and Hoseok always travel together.”

“What should we do, “Yoonji asked.

“I’ll text him from Joon’s phone. I don’t want to, but I’ll just say that I invited him on a last minute camping trip, “he responded. “We’ve been talking about going to the Black Bear Lake campsite for some mushrooms that I’m hoping are in season.”

“Will that work? Do you think he’ll believe it?”

“I’m hoping it will, we’ve been talking about it for a couple of weeks since I gave Joon some samples of my mushroom seasoning, and dried mushroom medley. Hoseok isn’t much of a camper, so we had planned it with only the both of us in mind. Hobi knew we’d leave at any moment, “her roommate explained.

Yoonji nodded, pleading to the gods that his friend wouldn’t come looking for the fledgling.

Namjoon

19:49

Hobi, Jiminie and I went ahead to the campsite.

We’ll be back by the weekend.

Hoseok

19:53

Okay! Be careful and don’t bring back anything that can make us burn or itch.

Or is poisonous.

Namjoon

19:57

No promises

Three hours later Seokjin woke up less filthy from what he remembered. He’s free of any grime, and caked blood. The elder assumes Yoonji was the one to freshen him up. Jin didn’t remember much past trying to find his way home with the park stranger.

The stranger…

Fuck..

Seokjin knows he bit the stranger, being withheld from feeding caused him more stress than he anticipated. Checking his surroundings, there’s a lack of blood. He cannot smell, nor see a trace of it. The vampire takes a deep breath to ensure everyone in his home is safe; he can smell Y/n, as well as Yoonji and Jimin, but the slight stench of death is sticking to them. Seokjin frantically makes his way to Jimin’s work room, forgoing any form of cover up.

Seokjin bursts into the room, frightening the duo. The elder vampire sighs in relief. Yoonji runs up to him, embracing tightly, “Jinnie, oh my gods.” Jimin joins next to them, whispering that he’s grateful Seokjin is okay.

Seokjin can hear Yoonji struggling to keep it together. He knows he worried her into an early grave. “Kitty it’s okay, I’m fine I promise,“ Jin coos. Yoonji lets out the small sob that had been stuck in her throat. “Don’t ever do that again, “she demanded. “Fuck the council, and fuck their donors. I can ask my dad to send us blood packs or have donors come to the house. Don’t ever go that long without blood.” Jin soothed Yoonji, he feels terrible for frightening her, and Jimin. The last time he was in this much of a distressed state was a century ago, but Yoonji wasn’t around to witness it.

Jimin guided them to a small loveseat at the corner of the room. It’s a tight fit, but Seokjin will make it work. They pile onto the couch; Jimin on his right, and Yoonji on his left. One has their head on his shoulder while the other is on his chest. Seokjin enjoys the warmth Jimin exudes, and Yoonji draws soft patterns on his stomach with her fingers. He further relaxes by humming a small tune, a lullaby his mother used to sing to him in his youth.

Jimin is the first to speak up, “What happened tonight Jin?””

Seokjin sighed deeply, “I didn’t realize how much time had passed. One day I’m helping Yoonji out of the brink of starvation, the next I’m being sent to Mongolia to aid with a territory dispute.” He paused momentarily. “They had humans.. But they weren’t donors.” Yoonji whipped her head up towards him, “The Mongolians are still taking humans?”

Jin shrugged, “This particular clan did. The Ganbolds are the oldest clan in Mongolia, as well as the most secluded. They’re.. Traditional, at least they claim to be. Anyway, they were fighting with a small vampire village on the border of their shared territory. It took a few days to get there, and even longer to mediate a compromise. I couldn’t even get a decent amount of animal blood.”

Yoonji furrowed her eyebrows, “Were the Ganbolds not sharing blood? Did none of the other elders have any blood to spare? I know for a fact that Na and Suh have a stash they bring everywhere with them.”

“Please, Na and Suh have made it well known how much they dislike my side of the Kim clan,” he answers. “The Gandbolds were not having the best season, to say the least. They had to ration whatever supply they had. I could survive with a little bit of blood. Also I’d set myself on fire before I asked any of those old bats for any form of help. When we came back I booked a couple donors, but when I had showed up they refused to let me in. Apparently Choi, Suh, and Lee have banned me from the donor wing because of the little binge I had.”

“How much is a little binge,” Jimin asked.

“It was three,” Seokjin answered. “It wasn’t even a lot. I’ve heard of Lee drinking from at least five donors at times when he feeds, just because he can. They said ‘Kim, your gluttony is unbecoming of a council member. You are now banned for a fortnight.’” The elder vampire could feel his tension returning, he took a couple of calming breaths, just like Jimin taught him. “I texted Jaeyoung to have a case ready for me. I knew I needed blood for the both of us. He didn’t answer me within the hour like he usually does. So, I decided to walk for a bit while I waited for him to respond. I was taking the long way, cutting through the trail by the park. All of the sudden I got the smell of blood. I ignored it at first, but it got sweeter the farther I walked up the trail. I thought it was a deer, or a fox… but it was him. The man had fallen… scraped his knee. He looked up at me, and he smiled.”

Seokjin swallowed the lump that was growing in his throat. Jimin scooted closer to him, molding himself to fit onto Jin’s side, Yoonji followed his lead. Jin readjusted himself, he pulled Jimin’s legs onto his right leg, and Yoonji onto his left leg. They were practically sitting on him, and the pressure felt relieving. “I was just trying to help him up. But the smell of blood… was too much. I blacked out for a second, when I came to we were full of blood. I freaked out. I couldn’t leave him there, so I brought him home and now we’re here. I didn’t mean to feed on him. I didn’t mean to attack him. I..” The vampire let out the sob that he was holding, “I never wanted to hurt him. I felt disgusted by how much his blood affected me.”

Yoonji reached up and dried his tears with the cuff of her soft cardigan, “I know Jinnie, you’d never hurt anyone.” She gently caressed the side of his face to comfort him, taking in how much regret he was feeling. Jimin stood up hastily, Jin furrowed his brow in worry. “Min, what’s wrong?” The young witch began to pace, murmuring to himself, “Breathe, two, three. Out, two, three.” He repeated this four times.

Seokjin gently removed Yoonji’s lower body from their current position, and he approached his younger roommate. “Hey, Min, I know you’re worried and I-” Jimin paused, visibly collecting himself, “I- fuck. Jin, I knew him.”

The vampire visibly tensed, “You knew him. Fuck, Min, I’m sorry. I.. I didn’t mean it. I swear. It was an accident, I swear Min.” Seokjin could feel a tingling sensation on his nose, he started to feel his face heat up as well as his ears. His breaths became shorter and he was struggling to take deep breaths. Jin could feel his chest tightening, and his head got lighter. He could barely hear Yoonji and Jimin trying to calm him down. Seokjin could hear the witch searching through his jars for anything that could help him calm down.

“Jinnie,” Yoonji whispered, “Tell me five things you see.”

“What,” he mumbled.

“Tell me five things you see,” she repeated.

“Uh, Jimin’s vine plant.”

“Good, what else?”

“Your fuzzy red polka dot socks.”

“Good job Jinnie, what else, “his friend asked.

“Jimin’s sunset lamp, my black hoodie that I’ve been looking for, and Min’s overflowing bookcase,” he answered.

“Okay, tell me four things you smell,” Yoonji said.

“I..uh..smell,” he paused and took deep breaths. “I smell your Eucalyptus body wash, Min’s peach deep conditioner, Y/n’s chocoflan, and burnt candles.”

“Three things you can hear,” Yoonji continued.

“I can hear Y/n’s heartbeat on the other side of the hall, I hear the ‘Alexa’ speaker still playing in the kitchen, and I hear Jimin’s boots,” he responds.

“Two things you can feel.”

“I can feel… my black trousers, and Min’s wooden floor.”

“One thing you can taste.”

“I can taste lavender, from the calming candy Jimin gives me,” Seokjin mumbles.

Jimin comes back to Jin, lavender gummy in hand. “Hey,” the witch said, “Jinnie I’m not mad at you. Eat the gummy, once you’re calm we’ll talk.” The elder vampire nodded, chewing the gummy quickly.

Yoonji guides them back onto the loveseat, arranging him and their roommate back to their prior positions. She fixes Jimin’s legs to go across Jin’s lap, and adjusts herself across both of them. The younger vampire tucks herself under his chin, quietly humming Mrs. Kim’s lullaby.

When Seokjin wakes up again, his roommates are clinged to him. Jimin is humming a tune of his own, and Yoonji is tracing the tattoo on the witch’s arm. He closes his eyes, enjoying feeling cared for by his friends. The older vampire tries to stall talking about their predicament, but he knows Jimin is aware that he’s conscious.

“Jin,” Jimin says, “I’m not mad.” He sits up, looking straight at him. Seokjin actively avoids meeting his friend’s eyes, he refuses to see how much he’s hurt him. The witch sighs, “I’m not mad Jinnie, I was scared. Terrified.” Yoonji gestures for him to listen to what their younger roommate was saying. He nods for Jimin to continue, “Do you know how horrifying it was to see two of my friends covered in blood? I thought someone attacked you both.”

Jimin paused, taking a moment to find the right words to say. “When I saw the bite marks.. I knew that it was yours. I know that you didn’t mean to. I know that you’d never attack a human on purpose, but..,” he sighed. “But I was still angry. I know that to you, and Yoonji, he’s a stranger, but to me he’s Joonie. I meet him every Wednesday without fail. I’ve met his roommate. I’ve eaten dinner with them multiple times. His roommate, Hoseok, has commissioned work from me for personal use. I’ve been a part of his life for the last year. I’ve never told him about the magic, and spells, and all that supernatural part of my life. It was nice not having to worry about keeping myself protected from any form of hexes, peeping bugs, or befriending him without second thoughts that he was trying to learn about my family magic. I was just Jimin. When I saw him all bloodied and pale, it felt like my bubble burst.”

Their younger roommate hesitated, “I’m sorry for thinking that you would purposefully hurt anyone unprompted. I was so worried when you were growing closer to being feral.” Jimin sniffled, struggling to keep his tears in. Jin reached out to his friend. He takes a hold of Min’s smaller hand, intertwining his longer digits with his shorter ones. The gesture brings comfort to the witch, and he continues. “It’s one thing to have strangers come up to me with different afflictions, but it's another to see your loved ones in trouble. All I kept thinking about was, ‘What if Joon isn’t human?’ ‘What if Jinnie’s body doesn’t react well to the blood? What if a hunter saw you?’ I thought about a lot of ‘what if’s’. But seeing you hysterical with regret, and grief, I couldn’t stay upset at you. I’m sorry Jinnie.”

Seokjin pulls Jimin with a gentle hug, swaying just a bit as he rubs his back in comforting motions. Jin knows his younger friend is trying his hardest to keep it together. This evening hasn’t been the kindest to them, and he’ll hold no grudges towards the high emotions that ran. The elder vampire gives Jimin one final squeeze. As they’re pulling apart, without thinking, he leans in and plants a kiss on the crown of his friend's head. “It's okay Min, I understand.”

Jimin pulls the elder back into a hug, hiding his face on Jin’s chest. He can hear Min’s soft sobs, and feel the fresh tears falling on his skin. Jin pulls him in for a tighter hug, laying his head on top of his to further comfort his friend. They stayed wrapped in each other until Jimin had cried himself exhausted. The elder guided Jimin back onto the loveseat, tucking him into the corner with one of the many blankets the witch has stashed.

The elder vampires decide to take turns monitoring their roommates. Jimin and Y/n were still asleep, while Min’s friend was in the midst of the transition. Yoonji had to be the one to tell Seokjin about Joon’s condition. Jin was nothing short of horrified, not even when he was a young vampling had he accidentally released venom into a human. Animals, maybe, but it paralyzes them. He felt ashamed, completely unworthy of his family’s trust to represent them in the council. Jin knew how important it was to not only be a dutiful sire, but full consent of the transformation was something that was repeatedly brought up. Forever is a long time, no one knew that more than them.

Seokjin felt horrible taking away Namjoon’s choice. He knew he’d have to tell the man about their world; how they live, the council, who to avoid regarding blood, the sensitivity to everything around them. It would be overwhelming to the new fledgling, but he was determined to be the best sire he could be.

It’s around the early AM’s when the vampires decide they want to rest. Namjoon’s breathing had evened out, and he was no longer struggling, they felt they could step away to drink some O positive coffee. Yoonji had convinced Jin to change into his most comfortable clothes, dark joggers and the black hoodie in Min’s workroom. They worked together to get a small breakfast going. Jin made their coffees, while Yoonji made them toast; Jin’s with nutella and strawberries, Yoonji’s with butter and mixed berry jam. They make extra coffee in case Jimin wakes up soon, or gods forbid, Y/n wakes up.

The older roommates stood by their kitchen island, enjoying the quiet in their home. Seokjin took a long sip of his cup, “Did Jimin say how long it would be until his friend finished the transition?” Yoonji nodded as she chewed a large bite of toast, “He said it would take 48 hours, give or take.”

“That soon,” Seokjin murmured, “It usually takes a few days.”

“True, but Jimin said that since not only are you old as shit-”

“Hey!”

Yoonji chuckled, “You’re also an aristocratic born vampire, according to him that all factors into the potency of the venom.” Seokjin grimaced, “Who knew my amazing pedigree would be my downfall.” His best friend giggled a bit at that one, “Right, here I thought your lack of filter would be the one to take you out.” Jin guffawed at his younger friend, but joined in with her laughter.

In the midst of their carefree moment, they hear the clanking of bottles in Jimin’s workroom. Seokjin gestures for Yoonji to stay in the kitchen. If the new fledgling has finished his transformation he has to ensure his home, and the people in it are safe. The elder vampire carefully made his way into the hallway; he can hear three heart beats, and that instantly lowers his defenses. Jin knocks lightly on the door, opening it slightly, “Min, are you up?”

Seokjin was able to hear the rustling of a blanket being folded, and pillows being arranged. He hears Jimin’s steps being muffled by his piggy slippers, slightly sliding once he’s walking on the hardwood floor. The smell of Dragons Blood incense, and something muskier bleed out from the cracks. Jimin hurriedly squeezed himself out, carefully closing the door to his room. “Sorry, sorry, I had to clean up.” Min gestures for Jin to follow him towards the kitchen, waving at Yoonji as he walks in with Seokjin. She visibly released a sigh she was holding in, relieved it was their younger roommate making a ruckus so early in the morning.

The roommates finished the rest of their breakfast in silence. No one wanted to pop their little bubble of normalcy. They share their small spread, Jin refilling their drinks. For a moment he can pretend that he doesn’t have a fledgling in the other room. He can pretend that Y/n is sleeping in from how often she turns off her work alarms. They can pretend it’s a slow morning, but reality is never that forgiving. Yoonji is the first one to slightly perk up, she tells them she heard Y/n’s alarm go off and be turned off. Seokjin heard the muffled ‘fuck’ from their roommate’s room, he could also hear the slamming of drawers and the creaks of the closet door hinges. The three of them sat still as Y/n walked out of her room, carefully closing her door and entering the hallway bathroom.

Yoonji waited until they heard the shower start to say anything. “Min, I thought you said she would be passed out for the next day,” she hissed. Jimin looked at his roommates with just as much confusion, “She should’ve been knocked out until tomorrow, at the least. I already texted her boss that she had been sick all night. What are we going to do?”

The elder vampire vampire was scared shitless, to say the least. “What spell did you use,” Yoonji asked. Jimin furrowed his eyebrows, “It was the spell I use on Jungkook when he’s having one of his energy bursts. He’s a werewolf so it only lasts so long on him. Y/n is human, she should’ve stayed asleep for days.” Yoonji visibly grew tense, “She must be one of us. Maybe she has a charm or some form of glamor. I mean you used a spell for a fucking werewolf, she should’ve been sleeping like the dead.”

“That’s impossible,” Jimin answered. “I have powerful spells that remove any form of glamor; spells, potions, or charms. Y/n wouldn’t have been able to take a step across our doorstep if she had done any of that.”

As his roommates were trying to solve their current conundrum, Seokjin tried to go through the list of their kind that could have possibly bypassed the witch’s protection barriers. Every humanoid he thought of could easily be detected by Jimin’s spells, even the weakest of witches. “Have there been any humans that are probably immune to that form of magic,” the vampire asked.

“I’ve personally never seen it, maybe my granny or mom have, but they’ve never told me about it,” Jimin answered.

Seokjin thought back to his mother telling him stories about different creatures and humanoids. The only other of their kind that it could possibly be was a magic sensitive, but as far as his mother told him no one in their world considered them supernatural. “What about a magic sensitive?”

“Huh,” his roommates exclaimed.

“A magic sensitive, “Jin repeated, “It makes sense. Think about it, she’s easily bonded to Kookie, Y/n hasn’t had any form of reaction to Tae, and we all know how hard that is for humans.” Both his roommates nodded in agreement. “She’s mentioned seeing sprites around Jimin’s greenhouse, but he was able to make her think they looked like flies.”

“I remember that,” Jimin says, “I had to say they were fruit flies from my compost.”

Yoonji crosses her arms in thought, “Y/n is always able to find anything I lose, comes in handy when I essentially lose my house keys on the regular.”

“I think she has premonitions,” the witch adds. “She’s talked to me about some heavy deja-vu she’s had since moving here.”

Seokjin took in all the information, “Then she’s a magic sensitive. That’s the only logical explanation. She doesn’t have any form of power like Jimin does, and if she was some form of creature she wouldn’t be able to walk into our home unscathed.”

“What should we do,” the female vampire wondered aloud. Their normalcy was falling apart, and there was no way to stop it.

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jeonsjiddies · 2 years

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Only Yours - drabble | myj [m]

- Pairing: Yoonji x reader

- Genre: Smut, pwp

- Word Count: 1.3k

- Warnings: unprotected sex, praise kink, pet names, use of sex toys, oral (female recieving), dom yoonji, possessive yoonji, breast/nipple play, teasing, begging, bondage, sensory deprivation? Blindfold, gender bend yoongi?, use of sex machine

- Summary: Your girlfriend has a surprise waiting for you.

A/N: Sorry this took forever! It is unedited, but @ana-rose1 did beta for me because she's the greatest. I hope you enjoy, let me know what you think? Read the story this is based off of here.

“Yoonji, what is going on?” you giggle as your girlfriend leads you through your shared apartment.

She had insisted on blindfolding you the moment you got home, telling you she had a huge surprise waiting for you. Her eyes twinkled with mischief and she had that evil smile on her face; the one she had when she was about to do something bad.

“You’ll see, we’re almost there,” she assures, her voice becoming lower, her hot breath fanning against your ear.

Your body alights with shivers, her firm grip on your hips intoxicating you as she leads you down the hallway.

“Ready, babygirl?” Her voice is taunting, her fingertips traveling slowly up your sides and to the blindfold, peeling it from your eyes and allowing your vision to be restored.

You look around the room, letting your eyes focus. That’s when you see it. The object on the floor, resembling a mechanical horse saddle; a Sybian.

“Yoonji?”

“Mmm… do you like it?” She asks, letting her warm breath fan over your neck as she begins peppering kisses along your exposed skin.

“I… it looks fun.”

Yoonji chuckles from behind you, her fingers dancing along your skin as she runs them down your arms. Her tender actions cause you to lower your guard, which is why you gasp aloud when she yanks your arms behind your back, knocking you into her body with her rough movements.

You try to peer behind you but Yoonji has you pressed so tight against her that you can’t. Her nimble fingers move between your bodies and you realize she’s tying your hands behind your back with silk. Your heart begins hammering in your chest, wondering what your girlfriend has in store for you.

“Mmm.. my baby is already excited, isn’t she? I can hear you breathing harder,” she coos into your ear, using your arms to lead you towards the sex machine, “figured my girl deserved to be the first to try our new toy after the rough week you’d had.”

Yoonji squats in front of you, hooking her thumbs into your skirt and panties, pulling them both down at once, sucking in a breath at the sight of your arousal coating your underwear.

“Wet already? You’re such a little slut, always ready to be stuffed with some cock, aren’t you?”

You whimper indignantly and nibble on your lip, but Yoonji only chuckles at your display. She guides you over to the machine, allowing you to get a better look and grabs some lube even though you were soaked, just to be safe, and coats the dildo attachment in it.

“It comes with different attachments, but since this is your first time, I thought I’d go easy on you,” she smiles as you eye the average sized dildo.

“What other ones does it come with?”

“You’ll find out soon enough, pretty girl.”

You clench your thighs at her authoritative tone and the promise held in it. Yoonji gets down on her knees and trails her fingers along your thighs and your outer folds, teasing you.

“Do you think this tight little pussy can take that? Or should I stretch you out a little first…?”

“Please, Yoonji.”

“Please what? Words, babygirl.”

“Touch me, I want your fingers inside me.”

“Good girl,” she praises, slipping two fingers inside your drenched heat, slowly pumping them in and out of you before she begins to scissor them, stretching your walls to accommodate the dildo.

You moan sweetly, trying to keep quiet, though you know it won’t last long, never around her. She speeds up her fingers, leaning in to kitten lick at your sensitive nub and you cant your hips forward, subconsciously seeking out her touch. Her tongue twirls around your clit before she sucks it between her plump lips. Your veins feel like they’re made of lightning, your core clenching in response to her ministrations.

Far too soon for your liking, Yoonji pulls away. You whine and your hips chase her, but she doesn’t allow it, holding you still with a firm grip.

“Greedy little baby,” she tsks.

She guides your hips for you to straddle the Sybian. She lines the dildo up with your entrance and assists you with sliding down onto it until it’s fully nestled inside your cunt. You let out a shaky breath at the welcome intrusion.

“You’re doing great, baby.”

“So full,” you groan, gripping Yoonji’s hand a little tighter “so good.”

Yoonji smiles down at you, pride glittering in her eyes. It is quickly replaced with mischief though, as she presses a button on a little black remote and the dildo stretching your walls begins to vibrate. You moan at the unexpected sensation, and Yoonji holds your hips, guiding them to grind into the machine, pressing the dildo deep into your cunt. The dildo simultaneously rotates and vibrates, sliding against your walls in the most delicious way, which has you panting like a bitch in heat.

Yoonji looms over you, placing a finger under your chin and tilting your head up so she can look into your eyes, her smug expression and arched eyebrow making your cunt clench even more than it was from the toy inside of you.

“You look so damned pretty when you’re all fucked out like this,” she purrs, her fingertips trailing along your collarbones to your breasts, tweaking a nipple and making your body jolt.

A pathetic whine escapes your lips when Yoonji pulls away, and she has pity on you, giving you a deep, quick kiss. Once she pulls away, her breasts are right in your face, that damn necklace dangling between her two perfect mounds and calling out to you. You stick your tongue out, wrapping it delicately around the metal bar and pulling it into your mouth, sucking on it whilst making eye contact with Yoonji and watching her pupils dilate dangerously.

“Such a messy little slut for me,” she praises, caressing your cheek, “good girl.”

Suddenly, the intensity of the vibration on the dildo increases, and you notice Yoonji had picked the remote back up while you’d been distracted with her chest.

“A-ah!”

“That’s it babygirl, let everyone hear you, let them all know you’re my personal little whore.”

“Fuuuuuck, Yoonji!” You cry out, your body shaking from the stimulation, and you couldn’t even hold onto anything to ground yourself, your hands firmly fastened behind your back.

Sweat drips from your forehead with the exertion of holding yourself up while the dildo rotates inside your dripping cunt, hitting your walls just right and sending you closer to your high. You close your eyes, feeling dizzy with euphoria. Suddenly, you feel Yoonji’s hands on your back, pressing you forward. Your clit comes in contact with a soft, silicone mat with bumps on it, the vibrations as strong as the dildo inside your heat. The stimulation seems too much, everything seems too much.

“Too much,” you whimper.

“You can take it, and you will.”

You groan as she pushes you farther into the silicone mat, your clit throbbing from the intense vibrations. What had seemed like too much quickly turned heavenly, and you didn’t think you could hold off much longer.

“Yoo…nji! Please, fuck, please can I come? Please please please?” You cry, tears dripping down your cheeks as your chest heaves from your labored breathing.

“Let go, princess,” she instructs softly, stroking your hair back out of your face.

A scream erupts from you as your orgasm washes over you. Your vision goes spotty and you slump back into Yoonji’s frame as your body convulses; your walls contracting over and over. You feel yourself squirting all over the machine. Once you calm down, you huff and try to lift your hips from the machine, over sensitivity consuming you. Yoonji turns the Sybian off and helps you slide off of it, into her lap. She cradles you close to her chest and you bury your head there, taking deep breaths. She strokes your head gently, allowing you time to calm down.

“You okay there, beautiful?” She asks, reaching up to wipe a bit of drool from the corner of your lips.

You nod, intertwining your fingers with hers, “never better.”

“Mmm… well in that case…” she smirks, sliding over a variety of attachments in a neat little case, “think you can go again?”

#bts #bts smut #min yoonji #min yoonji x reader #yoonji smut #gender bend yoongi #min yoongi #yoongi #bts imagine #min yoonji imagine #yoonji imagine #min yoonji x you #yoonji x you #yoonji x reader

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flowerprincesscherryblossom · 1 year

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pride

pairing: Min Yoonji x Female Reader word count: 656 warnings: fluff, established relationship AO3 A/N: Hope you like it and that you have a wonderful day wherever you are💜

"I changed my mind," you said hastily, stopping in your tracks. "Let's just go back to your house and cuddle."

Yoonji sighed, rubbing her temple. It was the third time this month that the both of you were going to your house with the intention of introducing the black-haired girl as your girlfriend, and thus revealing your sexuality, to your parents.

She knew this was a big step for you and she wanted you to feel comfortable when talking about such a big part of your life that was, more likely than not, going to change the relationship with your parents.

She didn't want to force you to come out when you weren't ready, that would cause more trouble and pain than it was worth, but she couldn't stop the thought that maybe, the reason you kept delaying it was because you were ashamed of being seen with her.

It was a stupid thought that circled her mind, she knew that, and she also knew that you felt that you had disappointed her by never going through with it.

Like right now, you were hugging yourself, your eyes welling up with tears focused on your feet, probably scared of the disappointed or angry look you thought Yoonji was giving you.

But she would never look at you like that, especially because you were scared that your parents would hate you once you were honest with them about that part of your life.

She pulled you by the waist, one arm holding you closer to her while the other petted your hair, trying to calm your nerves.

"It's okay baby," she took your face in her hands, wiping your tears away. "We don't have to do this today. I want you to be 100% sure that this is what you want." she pressed her lips against your forehead.

"I'm scared they'll hate me…" you sobbed, looking at your girlfriend's eyes, you saw nothing but love and understanding.

"Angel, if they hate you just because you prefer a girl between your legs then it's their loss."

"You didn't have to put it that way!" you screeched, eyes wide and cheeks red at your girlfriend's lewd words.

And Yoonji loved seeing how flustered she could get you using nothing but her words. "And miss a chance at seeing how bothered I can make you?" the black-haired girl smirked, pecking every corner of your face, always missing the place you wanted to feel her the most.

"I hate you." you whined with a pout. Cute, Yoonji thought to herself as she finally pressed her lips against yours.

It started off slow and innocent, your lips molding against one another until the black-haired girl felt your hands on her neck and took that as her cue to deepen the kiss. The two of you stood there, her grip on your hips tightening as your tongues intertwined, oblivious to the world around you as if you were the only two people in it.

You felt so safe in her arms.

Once you separated for air you pecked her lips two more times before looking at her, one look into her eyes told you everything you needed to know which made you bit your lower lip - this would be finished at her place.

"I'm ready." you said breathlessly, trying to calm down your heartbeat.

"You sure? I don't mind waiting until you're comfortable enough to go through it."

You nodded, holding her hand and kissing her cheek, making them red in the process. You giggled at Yoonji getting flustered over something so innocent, especially compared to the show the two of you probably put on in the middle of the street.

With a deep breath, the both of you walked towards the door, confidence suddenly feeling your entire being.

Because you knew that no matter your parents' reactions, Yoonji would always be by your side.

And you wouldn't have it any other way.

#bts #bts yoonji #bts fanfic #min yoonji #yoonji fluff #yoonji x reader

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joonmon · 2 months

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Day 26 w yoongi's favourite hobby, sleeping😴😆

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cryinginmyroomsposts · 9 months

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Homecoming

Yoongi x fem!Reader

A/n: Tried writing something for the first time based on this prompt. Let me know your opinions.

Warnings: Angst, non-idol au, first love, second chance trope, fluffy ending, mentions of sex, no smut

Word count: 1.5k

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The cold winter air cuts through my thoughts like a newly sharpened knife and it takes everything in me to not turn back and run to... where do I run back? I just walked away from the only home I've ever known, only to realise it was all in my head.

I walk along the brightly lit festival-ready Manhattan streets. Fairy lights turn into hazy lines across my eyes as I feel the sting from the tears forming at the back of my eyes. I will not cry, not about this... not about him. Funny how life comes full circle, almost an entire decade ago I walked back from school refusing to shed a tear about the boy who shredded my heart into a million pieces and here I am, all the way across the world and a decade's worth of pain to my name, still walking back to an empty house with tears threatening to fall... all because of him, again.

Exhaling a deep breath, as if to tell myself I have breathed out the pain, I walk with more speed. Fumbling with the keys at the door to the house I refuse to call home. My legs give out the second the door locks behind me as I drop to the floor by the foyer, head on my knees, too many thoughts and emotions floating around.

After what feels like a lifetime of staying in that state I hear the door's locks turn around, and my head drops even further into my knees as I already know who is on the other side. I stay there, crouched down with my head bent, clenching my fists, as I hear the soft thuds of his footsteps. I stay still as I feel him crouch down next to me, knees lightly brushing each other.

"Just please talk to me...please" I hear his voice cracking and once again it feels like I'm being punished for giving my heart to him.

"What do you want me to say" It comes out more bitter than my heart intended and I can feel him flinch at my tone. Do not look at him, it will make things worse. "I don't know what I did wrong... I am trying to understand but I don't know and now-" he exhales a shaky breath, out of the corner of my eyes I see him rub his palms on his knees. "Now I feel like I'm losing you." My heart gives out for a second and I look up to see his tear-stained face and bloodshot eyes, his long black hair falling on his face, he looks wan and sweating in the middle of December.

"You're not losing me, I was never yours to be lost." My voice sounds alien to me as the words come out. The look on his face, as he takes my words in, feels like a dozen swords were stabbed right through me repeatedly. He looks distraught, scared and everything I am sure is mirrored in my own face.

"What do you mean by that, of course, you are mine. You are the only thing that's ever been mine" He pleads, tears rolling down his eyes as he reaches to hold my hands.

I move slightly away, "Please... You couldn't even tell our friends we are together. But then what are we really? We met two years back after all those years, started 'afresh' and ended up best friends who accidentally slept together once... that's all right. It was purely physical... at least admit that dammit!" I know I am being brutal, but I cannot be the one falling alone anymore. He is at a loss for words and I continue with a bitter laugh, "I've been asking for your acknowledgement since we were sixteen. Last time you let me go so fast... for what? because you wanted to look 'cool'. You came back and said you wanted to be friends... that night, you made out with me and told me we'd be fine no matter what. You promised not to hurt me again... but you never told me what we are. And then we slept together and you disappeared on me for two whole weeks... do you have any idea how fucked up that is. I don't think you even thought about it. You always escape when this arrangement became slightly complicated for you because I acknowledged my feelings and you couldn't deal with that. Actually, I was so sure you'll go running away the first chance you get... I kept myself in check this whole time just to not scare you away, but when it came out in a moment of passion you left me... without a single fucking word- only to return two weeks later for the school reunion. You were so fucking busy you couldn't even call me but today I find out you helped plan a part of that shindig... the cherry on the cake was when you pretended as if we haven't practically been living together for a whole year and you just screwed me and ran away... but of course, other people always mattered more to you right- back at highschool and now...."

By now the traitorous tears are streaming so fast down my cheeks, burning my face up. I don't even have the energy to reach and wipe them away. He puts his head down in defeat, and I see more tears fall down his cheeks too. He slowly wipes them away

"I know I messed up... I'm sorry" he sounds so little I almost miss it. I cannot get in myself to accept the apology but I hold myself back because I'm done explaining myself, it is high time he does it. Taking my silence as approval, he continues "You are right you know... about me being a coward who can't accept what this is." He lets a bitter deep chuckle, his face reeking hatred for himself.

"This is so messed up because I finally found the answer..." He looks at me eyes full of hope, a bitter smile still spread along his lips and my stomach flips on itself at the first ray of hope. I need to remind myself that the answer could be the end of us too. I just gulp down the bile rising to my mouth and look at him, this time he reaches to hold my hands in his and I let him- too tired for this fight.

"I ran away the other night, I got scared... scared that I messed up the only thing that was going right in my life. I wanted to do everything right this time around. You have no clue how much I hated myself for letting you go the last time around, high school was messed up." I let out a sarcastic chuckle, my heart still beating in my ears and my stomach tumbling with anxiety. He holds my fingers delicately as if it will break if he holds on tighter.

"I actually went home the next day-" my eyebrows shoot up at the new information, "- I was there last week, to talk to my parents. That night when we... after you went to sleep, I got a call from my mom saying she wants me to get settled- in a typical arranged marriage, she was being serious enough that she had already set up a blind date with someone she knew. I freaked out... and went to have a talk with my parents."

"That still doesn't explain the radio silence I received..." I am ashamed at how little my own voice sounds, there's so much new information spinning in my head and the anxiety keeps getting worse by the minute. "Yeah that was stupid on my part, I was very confused. I left and got on the first plane home, all through the plane I wasn't even sure what I was going home to do. I spent the entire 14-hour flight trying to understand everything and it clicked only as I reached home... I don't want anyone else but you. I realised I went there in that hurry only to convince my parents about you.."

He finally releases a breath after saying all that in go, my head is still spinning but I look at him with wide eyes, more tears threatening to fall down- this time with a glimmer of happiness. I was still unsure of how this will end and I hear myself say, "Andd..?"

He holds my hands tighter, clearing his throat before continuing, "And they eventually agreed. After 3 very hard and long sleepless days. I did not want to text you until I knew what I was doing for sure. When I did try to text you the day I was leaving to come back home... you had apparently blocked me.." It's my turn to look guilty, as my stomach does happy flips and I feel my heartbeat everywhere.

"I don't really blame you, from your point of view it made sense. When I couldn't reach you even after coming back, I helped plan the reunion in hopes you will be there. I hope that I can talk to you... make you mine officially..." At this point, I am sure my heart has given out, and it is getting harder to hide the smile creeping up my face, so I bite down hard on my lower lips. Involuntarily my fingers wrap around his, holding on for dear life.

"What are you trying to say... I'm tired of all this back and forth" I say, my nerves reaching new levels of high and hopes high up to the sky.

He moves close enough that there is only an inch between our faces and I try to protest but it gets lost in my nerves when he uses one of his hands to pull me on his waist and I see how sincere and scared his eyes look. I lower my face unable to manage all the emotions raising up my gut and he uses his other hand to make me face him again.

"I am sorry for being a dick, now and then. But this time... I am not letting you go. I waited 8 years in agony to meet you again, and another year having you so close to me yet out of reach. So... this is me saying I love you, with all my heart and soul. This is it for me... you're it. I love you and I'm never letting you go again."

By now my face is entirely wet and I'm sobbing loudly as he reaches to wipe my tears away with his thumbs. I just lay my head on his shoulder and cry for what feels like a good half an hour. He keeps patting my head and lets me cry. Eventually, I gather myself and wipe my tears and look at him, he smiles at me earnestly.

"Well... are you going to say it back or ?" He asks and although his lips are in a smirk I can see the fear behind his eyes. I smile myself and reach to hold his face in my hands before leaning in and closing the distance between us.

We've shared a couple of kisses before- some passionate, mostly hesitant; but this time it is reassuring. This is the kiss of love, of comfort and it is the kind of kiss that feels like home.

"You really are not gonna say the words anytime soon are you?" he asks in between the kisses. I look at him in thought for a minute before shaking my head in negative defiantly.

"You are going to have to work hard for it lover boy."

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pinkyqil · 2 months

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Best dance trio

Vouging,wacking and hip hop 😭 am not familiar with che che dance style

#pinkyqil #pinky shenanigans #talk with pinky #fypシ #swf2 #cheche #vessi #yoonji #street woman fighter 2 #street woman fighter icons #street woman fighter x reader #team bebe #ladybounce #manequeen

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auliisflower · 4 months

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funky y/ yeo eunji brainrot SHES SOOSJSJAKAKAKAKKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAK imagine her being ur gf and taking her out on dates, buying her tanghulu and flowerssss ughh i could just die 🥹🥹🤭🤭

ANYWAYS I WROTE A LITTLE SOMETHING

Flowers and Tanghulu

Y/n and Eunji were the epitome of a picture-perfect couple. Their love was like a delicate dance, with every step bringing them closer together. They were inseparable, going on romantic dates filled with laughter, joy, and endless memories.

But today, their love story hit a bump in the road. A misunderstanding led to a heated argument that left both Y/n and Eunji feeling hurt and distant. The once vibrant bond between them was clouded by tension and sadness.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Y/n knew they had to make things right. They wanted to remind Eunji of the love and happiness they shared. With a determined heart, Y/n set out on a mission to mend their fractured relationship. Y/n knew Eunji's heart was easily won with the simplest gestures of love.

They remembered Eunji's obsession with tanghulu, those delectable sweet and sticky fruit skewers. Y/n decided to surprise Eunji by buying a box of tanghulu, knowing it would bring a smile to her face. But Y/n didn't stop there. They wanted to make the moment even more special.

Y/n made their way to the flower shop and carefully handpicked a bouquet of Eunji's favorite flowers. Each bloom held a message of apology and affection. As the evening approached, Y/n nervously knocked on Eunji's door, holding the box of tanghulu and the bouquet in trembling hands.

Eunji opened the door, her eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and longing. Without saying a word, Y/n extended the offerings of peace and love. Eunji's eyes sparkled with tears, knowing that Y/n had gone above and beyond to make things right. She reached out and took the tanghulu, savoring the sweet taste that reminded her of their shared

memories. With the bouquet of flowers in hand, Y/n gently took Eunji's trembling fingers and brought them to their lips, placing a soft kiss on her knuckles.

In that moment, the tension melted away, replaced by a renewed sense of love and understanding. As they sat together, tanghulu and flowers surrounding them, Y/n and Eunji realized that their love was stronger than any argument. They promised to communicate better, to cherish each other, and to never let trivial matters come between them again.

From that day forward, Y/n and Eunji continued their romantic dates, but with an even deeper appreciation for the love they shared. And every time they enjoyed tanghulu or caught a glimpse of the flowers, they were reminded of the power of forgiveness and the strength of their love.

#swf2 x reader #swf2 #mannequeen #funky y #yeo eunji #bada lee #kirsten dodgen #street woman fighter 2 #cera #yoonji #waackxxxyy #redlic #buckey

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proudahgase-exol · 1 year

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Your Rihanna song - bts

Seokjin:

“You Da One” - he used to sing this song a lot at the beginning of your relationship he said this song reminds him of you. This song is one of your guys favorite songs it haves a lot of meanings it makes the guys laugh that this song could have such deep meanings to you guys but they just don’t understand.

Yoongi:

“Only Girl (In The World)”- to you this song describes how you feel around yoongi he does make you feel like your the “only girl on the world” you had told him that and when his not with you and misses you he play the song and it reminds him of you and understand why you love this song so much.

Hoseok:

“Bitch Better Have My Money”- you were drunk and eveytime your get drunk you pay this song start to sing this song well pointing at him well you sing as if you were singing it to him. He found it so funny and eveytime you got drunk he did play this song just to see you sing to it he just love to hear you drunk sing.

Namjoon:

“love On The Brain”- you always have mini concerts when you take showers and this song will sometimes be playing like 4 times in a row. Namjoon new how much you love singing in the shower but also found out that this song it’s your favorite so he ask if you did like to sing it with him and have it recorded just for the two of you and your agreed because why not.

Jimin:

“ Diamonds”- karaoke nights are your favorite specialty if you get to sing Diamonds with jimin you guys get in character and started to sing it like your life’s depends on it you did sing this multiple times until you guys get bored of singing it and at this point you guys know this song by heart.

Taehyung:

“Love the way you lie pt2”- eveytime you guys had a big fight you did go and seat in the balcony of your shared apartment and but your headphones on with this song playing on full volume it just calm you down and relaxes you and one day after a huge fight you fall asleep on the little couch you guys had in the balcony with this song playing in repeat when he found that you always put this song when you fight he took it the wrong way but than understood why you loved it so much.

Jungkook:

stay:

You guys love this song specifically when you guys went for a drive at night you obviously sing Rihanna’s part and be sings Mikky Ekko’s part. You love singing this song with Jungkook it’s one of your favorites because you love how your voices sounded together even if you didn’t know how to sing good JK never made fun of you he only smile and uses his fist as the microphone when you both sing.

Sorry if it’s bad I’ll try my best next time 😆 but I hope you liked it

#bts namjoon #bts hoseok #bts yoongi #bts jimim #bts taehyung #bts jungshook #bts jin #bts x reader #bts x fem!reader #bts x y/n #bts imagines #bts fanfction #kim seokjin #kim namjoon #park jimim #jung hoseok #jung jungkook #min yoonji #kim taehyung

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bobaandasiandramas · 1 year

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Here is the update. I just wanted to let you all know that after this chapter POV will change to F. Reader POV.

Find Rest for your Soul

Y/n is found unconscious by Hoseok and rescue owner, Sejin. Y/n is a mysterious Omega with no real memories and is trying to understand the warnings in her head. What or who is after her?

Alpha, Beta, Omega x F. READER

Pairing: OT7 x F. READER

Rating: M+

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Hoseok watched Namjoon who was still crouched before the patient, watching her carefully. The doctor was unmoving but obviously ready to leap into action if the female had tried to attack him. Hoseok didn’t think she would do anything, not with the way she was looking at Namjoon. He suspected that Namjoon was feeling the same. There was such an intensity in her stare it was almost as if she was trying to get the doctor to reach her thoughts. There was something in the words that she kept repeating - an explanation or a code that none of them couldn’t understand.

Hoseok knew the words meant something to her. It wasn’t nonsense, each word was a key factor in her message. While Dr. Wang seemed to be frustrated by the patient, Dr. Namjoon seemed more curious and determined to solve the riddle of her words.

“Three. Six. Hide. Escape. Right Three. Si-”

Jimin, who was still standing in the doorway, had shifted his weight from one foot to the other and instantly her eyes shot to him. The words died in her mouth. Having her eyes locked on him caused Jimin to freeze as well. The two stared at each other but after a moment passed, she turned her attention back to Namjoon and continued her chant.

“Three. Six. Hide. Escape. Right. It was to the right.” The sudden change in her chant caused them to all hold their breath, waiting for what she would say next. “It didn’t come from the left, it came from the right. I remember. They said I was wrong!” She left out a whimper with her words giving Namjoon a pleading look. “They want me to think I’m crazy but I’m not - not crazy. I counted the numbers, I hid, I went to escape but then it came from the right - I know it did.”

Namjoon nodded at her reassuringly. “Okay darlin’, it was from the right.” He said softly to her.

The female omega seemed pleased with his response. She nodded back and directed her gaze to the floor. It was clear these details were important to her. She was holding on to them tightly, as if her sanity depended on it.

Hoseok wondered if she even knew what she was talking about. The female didn’t seem to have the best grasp of reality at the current moment. Hoseok wasn’t sure how Namjoon was able to deal with things like this - he supposed there was a reason Joon was the doctor.

The doctor slowly inched closer to the female as she appeared to be calm now. He telegraphed his movements plainly. “Now that you are awake, I would like to examine your wounds, if you would allow me to take a look…”

As Joon moved closer, Jimin could hear her breathing becoming more rapid. She looked like a frightened, caged animal. Namjoon seemed to brace himself to react accordingly if she were to lunge at him. Jimin could see Hoseok also straighten up, ready to help Joon hold the female down if needed. The smaller alpha wondered what was going through Hoseok’s head. He wondered if the alpha was regretting his choice to bring the omega here.

“One eight seven. One eight seven. One eight seven.”

They all groaned at her new collection of numbers, wondering how long it would take this time before she snapped out of it.

Dr. Wang rolled his eyes. “I told you she was crazy.” He slid off the bed, and motioned for Jinyoung and Bambam to follow him. “I'll be in my quarters. Let me know if anyone sane needs treatment.”

Hoseok and Jimin frowned at the retreating doctor’s back. Namjoon stood from his position on the floor and walked away from the girl to join the two of them at the door.

“Hoseok, did you want to try to talk to her?” Namjoon asked. “I’m not sure where to go from here. Maybe talking with her will help, you were the one who found her. Then again, maybe it won’t. All I do know is that the way she is right now is not normal. There is something wrong in her head.”

Hoseok looked over at the omega and responded hesitantly. “I could give it a shot, but I doubt I’d have much better luck.”

***

“One eight seven.” She knew the numbers meant something bad. People were bad. She didn’t remember why she felt panic when someone approached her but she knew people were bad. The numbers were the key to that riddle too. “One eight seven.”

Voices interrupted her train of thought causing her lips to pause again as she looked up. There were three men talking by the door together. Their voices in a hushed tone where she could barely make out the words. One of the voices sounded familiar to her and she snapped her eyes shut to figure out why it did.

“Hey, can you hear me?” His voice echoed clearly in her head. She let out a loud gasp, her fingers threading through her hair. She was aware that the men stopped talking and could sense their eyes on her. She didn’t care about that right now, his words rang like bells over and over. It was real. She recalled hearing it through the darkness of her mind - the way his voice was laced with such concern it made her want to open those heavy eyelids she had.

This was something she needed to keep with her. She curled her body tighter so it wouldn’t escape. After a moment she could feel a sense of calm wash over her. She would remember this. After a few moments, she slowly untangled her body and looked up at the quiet males in the room. They had moved closer, hands raised slightly in the air as if to show they meant no harm to her. Her eyes raked over them and took in their appearances quickly. The first male was shorter than the other two, he looked cozy in his sweater and his eyes looked kind and curious. He gave her a warm feeling, something that she wished she could hold onto. The second male’s eyes were wide with worry but she noted the gentle expression. The constant rise and fall of his chest, relaxed muscles and the gentle puff of air that left him rhythmically make her feel comfortable. “One eight seven.” She whispered as she tore her eyes away from his and then to the doctor.

He was a little more serious in the eyes, but there was a gentle aura around him. He was the one that agreed that it came from the right. He was okay, he could be trusted. He wouldn’t hurt her. “One eight seven. All gone.” She whispered as she looked back to the second male, eyes widening with realization. “Three and six. I added them everyday. They were important to me but I don’t know where they are.” She panicked again, anxiety rose into her chest. “Why did you take them? Where are they? I need them.” She demanded as she looked around the room.

The three alphas looked at each other. Hoseok wore a puzzled expression as he stated tentatively, “I didn’t take them?”

Her eyes snapped back to his. ‘Why are they gone?!” She screamed at him. She was no longer calm, heat radiated off her in waves. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she lost control of her thoughts again. Her whole body was tense, hands called up in fists.

Hoseok stepped closer, arms still up, but she swiped defensively at him with her claws. He froze and stepped back while Namjoon reached back for a tranquilizer that was sitting nearby.

“You left them behind!” Jimin insisted suddenly as he stepped next to Hoseok. He watched her eyes snap to his, her attention focused completely on him. “It’s okay now,” he slowly shifted closer. “You’re not there anymore. Do you remember that?”

The words took all the air out of her sails. She felt suddenly, intensely sad. “Three and six. How will I keep track? One eight seven. What if there’s more?” She whimpered again as she felt her body slowly crack and shatter. Her eyes filled with tears. “Why would I leave them behind?” She begged the male for an answer.

“Because it wasn’t safe.” The more serious male stated.

She looked over to him. “Not safe.” She agreed quietly, nodding her head as she brushed her tears away.

He seemed pleased with her response. “Yes, not safe, Do you remember anything about it?”

“But I don’t want to go among mad people.” Alice remarked.“Oh you can’t help that,” said the Cat. “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.”

She paused as the words floated around her head like a merry-go-round. “The madness. It does terrible things.”

***

After some coaxing, the woman was back on the exam table with a far off look in her eyes. Namjoon was looking her over, double checking areas he had already treated to ensure she didn’t do any damage when she freaked out on Dr. Wang. “Darlin’,” He spoke gently, calling her attention back to him. “Do you remember your name?”

She nodded her head and parted her lips, the whisper of her name fell upon his ears.

He tried to smile at her encouragingly to keep her calm and was pleased that she gave a shy smile back. “My name is Kim Namjoon. The two behind me are Park Jimin and Jung Hoseok, he’s the one who found you.”

Her eyes looked behind him and to the man standing against the wall. She had a look on her face like he was a long lost friend. “Jung Hoseok.” She nodded her head twice before turning back to the doctor.

“Yes, you’re in the clinic at a rescue that is run by Sejin. I have been assigned to be in charge of your care.”

“There was another male here earlier.”

“Doctor Wang.” Namjoon replied. “You attacked him upon awakening.”

She looked at Namjoon and something about his expression caused hers to fall. “I didn’t mean to hurt him.” She hung her head.

“It’s okay, dear. Just don’t do it again.” He watched her nod her head in agreement. There was a comfortable silence that fell upon them.

Hoseok approached and her muscles tensed. It made him wonder how long it would take their proximity to be frightening. "Are you hungry?" His voice was soft, unlike the slightly panicked tone of unsureness that he used before.

She lifted her head and looked at him as if she didn't know the answer herself. For a moment she just stared as if waiting for her body to give her an answer.

Namjoon decided to wait no longer for a response; he knew she needed to eat. "Jimin, can you run to the kitchens and retrieve two slices of bread and a room temperature bottle of water with a glass?"

The smaller alpha moved quickly, leaving the room through the main double doors.

“That can’t be all she’s getting.” Hoseok demanded in his most obstinate voice. “Look at her, she needs more food.”

With a hard look, Namjoon shook his head. “She hasn’t eaten well in what could be months, or longer.Too much food too soon will only hurt her body more.” He explained. “We can increase food gradually as tolerated.”

Hoseok frowned knowing that Namjoon was right but it made him sad to see the omega in the condition she was in. “I think I’m gonna go home and inform the others on how it is going here.”

Namjoon nodded at him, understanding that this type of patient is not for everyone to see. “That seems like a good idea.”

Jimin walked back in with two slices of bread on a plate and a small glass of water. He approached the exam table slowly so as to not scare the female.

“Jimin, I’m gonna head home. Did you want to come with me?”

The smaller alpha shook his head. “No, I'll hang around here for a little while.” He turned his attention to Namjoon. “I’ll stay with her for a while and help her out. Why don’t you record your notes, I’m sure there is much you need to write up. I’ll report any changes immediately.”

Namjoon nodded his head before waving Hoseok off and heading into his office.

****

At some point Jinyoung, Dr. Wang’s nurse and beta had snuck back into the treatment area of the clinic. He had with him an ipad and was checking bottles on shelves and marking things on the screen.

The omega watched him closely, trying to see if he had alternate intentions toward her. After a moment of staring she turned her attention to see that two of the males she was previously speaking to had left the room and the remaining one was pulling a seat up near her.

Once seated Jimin turned his attention to her and smiled gently. “Hey, I’m Jimin, I know Namjoon already informed you but I wanted to tell you myself. I brought something small for you to eat. It’s nothing crazy - just some bread. Do… do you think you feel up to eating some now?” He watched her spy the plate before nodding her head slowly. He happily broke one piece of bread in half and gave it to her.

She took small bites, unsure if she even wanted the food. She noted the male looked pleased with her as she nibbled away. In the back of her head she kept the chanting ‘Three. Six. Escape. Right. One eight seven.’ She needed to keep track. There was a pause in her chewing as she looked over to the male sitting in front of her. She desperately tried to remember his name, she knew the good doctor told her but she forgot to file it away in her brain.

“You left them behind.”

It was the first thing he said to her, she could remember that - it made her feel calm inside. She tried to think again but it was a blur and already had a headache.

“Did you want some water?” The male asked, his voice was gentle and happy, giving off a welcoming vibe.

Not wanting to upset him, Soo Min took the glass from him. She eyed the clear liquid with a sense of dread she couldn’t help. Her fears didn’t make any sense to her. She tried to think back to any memories that would make her feel so hesitant, not nothing came to mind.

She must have been sitting there for a while because the male nurse who was checking things off on his tablet walked over. “Is everything alright?”

Soo Min didn’t answer. She looked at the nurse and then back to the glass, to the kind male offering it and back to the glass again. They wanted her to drink it and she felt pressured to do so. What if she refused – would they force her? She looked up at the kind male again and reached out with shaky hands, taking the small glass carefully and bringing it closer to her body. She looked back at him again, he gave an encouraging nod of his head and she took a sip. It was tiny but she was tasting for anything foreign, anything that shouldn’t be there like a weird aftertaste. That tiny sip felt so nice to her dry throat and she couldn’t help but take another sip and then another. After the third sip she downed the rest of the glass and was suddenly upset to see it empty.

“That’s all you can have for a little while. I’m sorry.” The nurse explained when the omega looked sadly at the empty glass.

The female took another nibble of the bread as she felt her stomach come back to life. It growled loudly. Her hunger got the best of her and she devoured the slice of bread quickly.

“Oh dear, you should slow down. If you eat too fast then you’ll get sick.” The nurse stated and Jimin nodded his head in agreement.

The omega felt like the words were a threat, like the nurse was going to rip the food away from her hands. Anxiety ridden she quickly snatched the second piece off the plate and crammed it in her mouth before that could happen.

Jinyoung’s eyes grew wide and he moved quickly to the female to stop her. Soo Min curled up on the exam table defensively. Jimin stood but held his hands up to show her there was no harm coming her way. The nurse frowned. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. We just don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

Things changed for Soo Min though, she could hear his voice but she could no longer see him. No longer was it the two males standing over her but instead they had warped into figures - cloaked in black with matching masks over their faces. She didn’t know these people, she didn’t know what they wanted from her. She wanted Jimin back, she felt safe near him. Maybe the nurse and him were hiding. She felt her stomach lurch with a sudden feeling of sickness. Her eyes widened in panic. She wished she hadn’t eaten anything. They, the cloaked beings must have poisoned the food she was given. Panic was pouring off of her in tidal waves.

She couldn’t stop the feeling as her stomach lurched two more times violently. Not knowing what else to do, she leaned over the side of the exam table and spilled the contents of her stomach all over the floor. She noticed the two cloaked figures rush toward her but she smacked their hands away. Soo Min let out a vicious sound as she tried to curl up tighter, trying her best to protect herself.

One figure spoke up as it approached her again. “I’m sorry - this is for your own good.” Then everything happened so quickly after that. The closer cloaked figure grabbed her and held her down, she bucked and twisted to get away, trying to throw her claws around and was ready to bite if need be but her head was pushed down to the table and a sharp pain stabbed into her neck. Her will to fight started getting cloudy and the cloaked beings started to step back from her as her vision got smaller and smaller. Then everything went black.

****

Taehyung sighed in frustration as Hoseok paced the forest floor. “Can we go home now?” He asked, slightly annoyed to be out but he wanted to also help his alpha. Instead they were out in the wilderness, going who knows where for who knows how long.

Hoseok stopped in his tracks and looked back at Tae, he felt bad - the omega had offered to keep him company as he couldn’t get any unsettled feeling off his chest. He could feel there was something else out there. “Sorry pup, something just isn’t right. If you want to go home, go on and I’ll be home soon.” He flashed a smile at him.

Taehyung wasn’t dumb though, he frowned and walked over to the alpha. “You and I both know that’s a lie. You’re gonna be out here for hours. I’m gonna stay with you the whole time but we have to head back soon. Jin’s cooking dinner tonight.”

Hoseok pulled the omega to his side, allowing the male to curl up to him. “Thank you Tae.” He pressed a kiss to his head and then another on his lips, a little longer than the first. The two parted and started walking further into the forest. He pointed out the spot in which they found the female omega, “I found her right there.” His voice was heavy with sadness and it made Tae frown.

From what Taehyung knew was that this female omega was in terrible shape, chanting things, malnourished, and slightly dangerous as she attacked Dr. Wang. He hoped Namjoon was okay, doctors sometimes had a dangerous job. He looked away from the spot and tried to keep up with Hoseok who started to walk a little faster and faster and even faster until he started running. “Hoseok, slow down.” Taehyung called out.

“Can you tell me more about the girl?” Taehyung asked in a curious tone after many moments of silence fell upon them.

An image of her flashed in the alpha’s mind and he resisted the urge to shutter. “It didn’t look well. There was a nasty gash on the back of her head. And there were other injuries that indicated that maybe she was attacked and fought back. I fear that the person who inflicted those injuries will be looking for her. If so, we need to figure out what we’re going to do if that happens. If it’s an alpha we may have no choice but to return her to her pack.”

“Would Namjoon really do that?”

“You know the decision won’t just fall on him. Not something this big. It’s something the alpha’s will all have to agree on. And ultimately it will be whatever is best for our pack.”

Tae nodded his head. “I hope it won’t come down to that.”

Hoseok frowned and shook. “Tae, I want you to stay here.”

“What? No, I’m coming with you.”

“I need you to stay here. Don’t make me command you. There is something ahead, I’ve been feeling it for a while. It’s not good. It feels very much like death. I need you to stay here and not move. Can you please do that pup?”

The omega looked down at the ground. He was annoyed and also sad. “What if it’s dangerous?”

“More of a reason for you to stay here. I’ll be back soon. It’s close, not too far ahead.”

“Promise me you’ll come right back.”

The alpha didn’t respond and instead started running. There was a sense of dread in the air, one that follows shortly after death and either lingers forever or vanishes when new life clears it away. Hoseok could feel his heart rate increase and his breathing got heavier and it wasn’t from running. Something was up ahead, something horrible, something he didn’t want to find but knew he needed to. So he ran until he did.

Within a few minutes of running, the alpha felt like what he was looking for was right up ahead; but then something strange happened. The birds started chirping again and all the feeling of dread washed out of his body, like someone dumped a bucket of cold water over him. He looked around frantically, trying to find that overwhelming feeling again but could not find a hint of it. He returned to his omega, confused and more worried than ever.

***

When the female opened her eyes, she had to blink a few times before she could see properly. She went to raise her hand to rub her eyes but immediately realized that she was being restrained. Panic filled her; rapid intakes of air filled and deflated her lungs.

“Easy there.” The semi-familiar voice filled her ears and she froze, taking a sharp gasp of air in and holding it. Dr. Kim’s face was suddenly at her bedside. “It was for everyone’s protection, including yours.” He stated as he gestured toward the restraints. “I’ll take them off of you, if you promise to not attack me at your first opportunity.”

She released the breath of air slowly as she studied his body language. He was serious with his words, but he was relaxed. “Okay darlin’ it was from the right.” His words replayed in her head, reminding her that he was okay to be trusted. She nodded her head in agreement and felt her whole body relax. She felt the pressure around her wrists release and out of reflex she rubbed each wrist even though the restraints didn’t hurt her. After a quick moment she sat up and whispered. “Thank you.”

"Don't make me regret it." He stated. "So tell me what happened, you were fine when I left. The nurses told me you started eating too fast and became highly defensive and got sick."

She looked around the room for the dark figures. Then she leaned closer to the doctor. "It was poisoned." She whispered to him.

"What was poisoned?" He asked her, thinking at first that she had remembered something.

"The bread."

He frowned at her. "The bread wasn't poisoned, darlin’." He stated.

She shook her head. "No, no, no. It was. It made me sick.” She leaned in closer to him and her voice dropped even lower to where he almost couldn’t hear her. “We can't trust them." She pulled back and sat back up.

He studied her for several moments. "But you trust me?”

She smiled and nodded her head.

“So you don’t trust Jimin or the nurse, Jinyoung?”

‘Jimin!’ That’s what his name is. She took the information and filed it right with Dr. Kim Namjoon. She shook her head. “No, no, Jimin and the nurse are trustworthy. The other one too, the one who looked so worried.”

“Hoseok.” He reminded her.

“Yes, yes. Hoseok.” She filed his name in too as she gasped. “Do you think he knew they were coming?”

“Who?”

“The bad ones.” She whispered.

“I promise there is no one bad here my dear.” He wished he knew what triggered all her responses. While he was happy she was no longer chanting her series of words and numbers, he wished he was in the room for her episode. “I'm going to get you food. You stay here."

He returned quickly with two slices of bread. "Small bites." He instructed as he placed the plate on the bed. She looked at the food and then at him, but didn't move to grab a piece. He sighed and grabbed one before taking a bite of it. "See, it's safe."

She timidly picked up a piece and started nibbling on it. "Where is Hoseok?" She asked.

"He's gone to the area he found you at." He explained. "Darlin, do you remember anything from before you woke up?"

She sat and nibbled on her bread. Her eyes became unfocused as she stared into nothingness. She stayed that way for a few minutes, her jaw moving slowly as she chewed.

The doctor sighed. He got her a glass of water and placed it down on a table next to her.

"Red flashing lights." The words made him pause and look at her. "The room was dark, so dark, except for the flashing red lights. There was a loud noise blaring. Why was it so loud?"

"Was it a ‘Rapid Response’?" As soon as the question left his lips her eyes snapped over to him. An unmistakable fear came over her. "Yes." She whimpered.

"Do you know why there was a rapid response?" What she described reminded him almost of hospital codes but he didn’t think she would answer yes.

She shook her head. "No."

"Were there people with you? Your pack members?"

"Pack members?" She was confused at the mention of other people but he was persistent.

"Yes. You’re an omega, you should have an alpha and betas. Do you remember that?" She shook her head.

"Where are we?"

"We are in the rescue."

"You said that before, I'm in the medical unit. But where are we?" She asked as she finished her first piece of bread.

"In South Korea. You were found in the woods, disheveled and close to death with nothing on you except this bracelet.”

"The woods… bracelet…" Her voice trailed off as if she was thinking, trying to grasp a memory just out of reach.

He picked up his tablet and tapped on it for a moment. "This is one of the cameras from outside the facility." She was taking a sip of her water when he turned the screen toward her.

Her mouth opened in awe at all the greenery. She placed her cup down as she took the tablet from his hands carefully.

“Keep moving. Don't let them get you.”

"Keep moving.” She whispered. “There are the twisted trails in the forest." She remembered as she suddenly spoke louder.

"That's right." He sounded glad and called her name gently. “Did you have two people with you?"

She didn't answer, or acknowledge that she had heard him. Her mind was racing.

He continued, "We found you first and then we found two others several hours later, a male and female. They wore the same bracelet as you." When she still didn’t acknowledge his words, he sighed, "I'm sorry to tell you that they didn't make it." He regretted saying anything as he watched her eyes glaze over while she dissociated.

"One eight seven. One eight seven. One eight seven." She placed the tablet down and held up her two fingers on her hand. "One eight eight." She put down one finger. "One eight nine." She put the second finger down, laying her hand in her lap. "One eight nine. I counted them. I won't forget. One eight nine." She looked up at Namjoon with no emotion but she had tears filling her eyes.

#BTS #OT7 x F Reader #namjoon x reader #jimin x reader #jungkook x reader #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #kim taehyung #kim seokjin #jin x reader #park jimin #hoseok x reader #taehyung x reader #min yoonji #yoongi x reader #Find Rest for your Soul

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ratherbefangirling · 2 years

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Summary : You choose to save him but will he do the same.

Pairing : Namjoon × Reader

Genre : Yandere,Drama, Royalty AU, Amnesia AU,

Warnings : Yandere behaviour, Betrayal, Slavery, Debt trapping, implied making out. (Idk that's it I guess)

Part 2 | 3

A/ N : Hope you enjoy this.

The polished wood of the throne room felt sullied by your steps.

Whispers decorating the court like the trees rustling in an orchard on a windy day.

Whore. Bed warmer. Shameless.

Teary eyes made it hard to look at the man sitting in front of you.

The ornaments on your wrists were nothing more than chains.

The necklace you wore was but a noose on your neck.

Namjoon looked at you coldly. Beside him his sister smirked. Entertained by something.

Still you looked straight refusing to falter under his gaze. Trying to supress the shame of being paraded.

Now he was only a stranger, who you had once thought you had known intimately.

-1 year ago-

As the daughter of the towns physician. You knew a thing or two about medicine. While your father kept you away from the gore of treatment, you often found yourself assisting him after your mother had left.

Disappeared one night on the way to her maternal home. Search for her did not last long the woods near your village were known for its animals.

You searched the woods for medicinal leaves your father had sent you to collect. When you came across a boy. In a bad condition his head bleeding. You quickly checked his pulse and breathing

"Jin-ah." You called out to your brother.

"What is it?" He asks stuffing the leaves in his satchel.

You point at the male.

"He looks like a merchants son." Your brother notes.

"Should we take him back."

"It's the duty of the physician to help those in need right? And the towns ladies are gonna adore me for it."

You look at him a look of disbelief and disgust that is often passed between siblings.

With much difficulty you both carry him.

"It is too late to be out at this hour for decency." Your father scolds before noting down the man you carry.

Your father decides to treat him after which you both recieve another earful of his anger.

When the morning comes Namjoon wakes up in a different environment then he could last recall.

Someones inharmonius singing woke him up.

A female voice.

"Stop it y/n. No one wants to listen to a crow first thing in the morning."

You feel like throwing a spoon at your brother but you can't for two reasons. First you do not want to anger your father any longer. Second your brother was the one cooked food and third with the famine you couldn't waste a drop.

"Why did you have to get all the good characteristics from our parents." You whine under your breath.

Your brother was a subject of envy. Good looking, a good cook, good natured.

It wasn't as if you were bad but he outshone you in all aspects and nobody let you forget it.

Namjoon closed his eyes. He had almost died as he was so close to figuring out his mother's murderer.

One thing was clear the person wanted him dead too.

"Are you awake?" The female called y/n asked entering.

Namjoon needed to stall. A perfect idea came to him.

"Yes. Who are you? Where am I?"

"My brother and I found you unconscious in the forest. My father is a healer so we brought you here. I will call my father. He will check on you. In the meanwhile breakfast"

"Yes please."

You closed the door softly. Last night you hadn't been able to see it but the man was handsome and his husky voice sent shivers down your spine.

Unlike your brother who had the flower boy kind of softness. He had sharp features, dragon eyes, thick lips.

You brought him food. He winced as he raised his arm.

"'Is it hurting?"

He nodded.

"Should I feed you?"

"If it isn't an issue." He said. His language sounded like that of the rich merchants. You wonder who he really was.

You barely managed to keep a straight face.

You had finished feeding him when your dad came and you left the room.

A few moments later your dad came out.

"He has lost his memory." Your dad explained. "He had some money with him and has requested we let him stay."

"I'm not sure letting a stranger stay in our house."

Your brother voices his concern.

"Let's let him stay for a while till he is more physically fit to go about, maybe his family will reward us for finding him." You say.

You father nods.

The boys fever rises so you are tasked with taking his care.

Changing cold cloth to keep his temperature down you give yourself a chance to look at him. You hadn't seen such a handsome boy up so close.

You had to stop yourself from caressing him.

The boy Joon you called him because it was embroidered on the clothes he had been wearing.

"Joon please help me bring water from the well."

Joon looked up from the book. You had discovered he could read and write well so your father had him copy his books.

"I am not going."

"Please joonie."

The boy was deaf to your pleas.

You sighed.

As you were on the way back. Jungkook and his goons stopped you.

"Y/n why do you do these boring things when you could be doing me instead." You frown in distaste.

Jeon Junkook was the son of the merchant who also gave out loans to people.

While searching for your mother your father had taken loan to cover expenses. He was yet to pay back. This gave Junkook time to come harass you.

"Please leave me." You say.

"Come on if you're nice to me I might make you my concubine instead of selling you in case your father fails to pay me back. "

You fumed but refused to react.

In silence you spend the rest of day not having the energy to scream at Joon who you decided to hold a grudge against because if he had come it might have stopped Jungkook from harassing you.

Namjoon noted your silent behaviour. Your brother and father were out of town to treat a patient.

Today you didn't even respond to comments on your cooking.

For some reason this didn't sit well with him.

Initially he planned to steal and escape from this house. But for some reason he choose to stay.

He had somehow even grown fond of your out of tune singing.

At night he found you sobbing out in the courtyard.

He felt like murdering who ever made you cry. He also felt like hurting you for crying over someone that wasn't him.

How dare you do that when you had taken up all the space in his mind despite all his efforts.

You wipe your tears.

"I'm sorry did I wake you up?"

"You should be." He said.

For some reason your tears started flowing even more.

He softened.

"Y/n... my baby." He said softly and proceeded to hold you in his arms.

For the first time since your mother died someone held you. You leaned into his warmth as he stroked your hair.

"What's wrong?" He asked

You relayed your fears about becoming Jungkook's concubine.

"You're mine." He declared.

Proceeding to mark the skin on your shoulder.

"J..joon.." You whimper.

You shouldn't. You think.

He looks proud of the bruise he created.

"I know you like me." He says.

You blush.

"Don't worry I'll have you." Before you can ponder on his statement he bops your nose.

"Dream of me." He says and leaves to sleep you sit there in the moonlight shoulder exposed wondering what happened.

In the morning you are afraid he'd pretend nothing happened but instead you both are involved in a threaded game of lingering touches and gazes and flustering one another.

Often when you leave to find herbs you spent the day walking and talking though its mostly you doing the talking. When you get tired he let's you climb on his back on the condition you let him lay on your lap while you rest.

He often writes you poetry. Sometimes let's you sit on his lap while he's working.

At night he sneaks in to your room and marks you. And somedays let's you mark him.

In all this you forget Jungkook's threat. Until one day he comes with his goons and trashes the house.

Demanding the money.

Your father begs for some more time.

"I'll have her then." Jungkook declares smirking.

"Some more time." Your father requests.

"Five days prepare the money or my bride." He says and leaves.

Your father's knees give way.

Namjoon offers your father money.

Your father stares at him wide eyed.

"I found my friend a while back but I wasn't sure if it was true but now I have confirmed it I can give you enough money to pay back and still have some left on the condition you give me y/n." He bargains.

In the time joon spent with you, your father had come to trust him so he agreed not that he hadn't much choice.

The day of the wedding approached, your face glowed with happiness. Joon had shifted back to his house.

Everything was going well you couldn't believe it not only you had found the man you loved but you were going to be his woman.

You sat in your bedroom.

A knock on your door revealed your brother.

"My little y/n" He said fondly

"Jin-ah."

"You should be calling me hyung."

"But we are twins ."

"True but I came first"

"Hmph."

"The only thing you are doing first is getting married but then again he isn't half as good as me."

"Hey don't say anything about my fiance."

"Look at you already taking his side."

He then left you to attend to the guests.

You waited. Soon five minutes turned to ten and ten to an hour. The guests started whispering to each other.

Another hour passed by and soon it became apparent he wouldn't come.

You had no time to mourn as the debtors came to collect you.

You could hear your father begging them to spare you. Your brother promised he would save you.

Someone jeered at you.

"You could be happy with me but you chose to rebel. Pitiful."

You drowned in your emotions were no longer aware of the world, turning the keys so you were locked inside.

Soon you were auctioned.

A man named Jimin bought you to care for his ailing mother.

He was a kind master.

But you were a slave and that was that.

A few months had passed. Jimins mother was better in joy of her recovering your master had given you money to spend as you went out to the market.

Going to an unfamiliar market was a relief, the cherry blossoms bloomed but you refused to remember Joon. You had spent nights justifying him. Wondering whether he got caught in another accident. Verification of his name Jung Joon revealed that he hadn't existed and had been lying to you. The house he called his had been a man's called Jung Hoseok who was at a high position in the military.

The market was brimming with activity.

You eyed the pretty jewellery. You were fond of jewellery more than you were fond of anything else.

It had greatly saddened you when your father was forced to sell your mother's jewellery.

You looked at the money in your hand as you eyed the exotic belly chains.

You sighed wondering if you'd be able to earn enough to afford them before you died.

You returned to the house without buying anything.

The next morning you found a gift outside your quarters along with sweets.

You opened to find the belly chain you had been eyeing.

You almost shouted in glee.

You went to serve Jimin breakfast.

Before you could say anything.

"You look happy did you like my gift."

"It was the sweetest." You confessed even if you were confused as of how he knew. You really only interact briefly.

"Thank goodness. It's the first time I've seen you smile."

"But can I really have it. Its so expensive. I wouldn'twant to impose."

"No worries the king had me promoted and sent me quite a few boxes."

"Thank you my lord." You say graciously.

Would he like it?

You shake your head. Close it and tuck it safely inside your box of belongings.

In the morning the house is in frenzy your masters special guests are arriving.

The whole house is busy perfecting the place. Jimin instructs every one but the serving staff to retire.

"Don't meet their eyes." He warns solemnly.

You make way to your mistresses room.

"Y/n there you are. Settle my pillows, will you?"

Without a word you get to work.

She makes you read her a book.

A strong breeze passes as stormy clouds make way. The door opens with a whine and shuts with a boom.

"Lock my doors and windows and leave." She commands you.

You nod your head and do so quietly closing the door as you leave you crash into someone.

Pulling yourself away you bow in forgiveness remembering your masters warning.

"Ah, pretty girl what are you doing?" A rich voice enquires.

"Taehyung, let her be she is my mother's nurse." Jimin intervenes. "Leave." He commands you.

"What's the ruckus?" You almost stop at the familiarity of the voice but you know better.

"Nothing of consequence, your highness." Jimin responds.

The servant quarter is filled with chatter discussing the guests.

You pay no heed to it and slip to sleep.

Your eyes open to find joon laying across you. You're enclosed in his embrace.

It's a dream.

You press yourself closer it must be that voice that triggered it. You refused to deny yourself in a dream.

You wanted to scream at him, cry at him, but more than that you wanted to be with him.

Morning sun wakes you up disoriented.

So it really was a dream, huh?

Another month passes and the days turn warm.

While you weren't fond of winter working in the summer seemed unappealing.

The maids whispered amongst themselves.

Apparently the master had been engaged to the prime ministers daughter whose mother was the sister of the King.

The cooks had prepared special meal to congratulate their master.

The king had invited Jimin to his Palace for the crown Prince's birthday.

You along with another made Eunmi along with his guards were to accompany him.

He bought all of you new clothes for the visit.

Dressed in a soft baby pink, you looked quite nice.

Jimims mother gave you extra instructions for etiquette in front of royalty.

"I will not have you messing the park name."

When you entered the banquet you could spot the crown princess Lim Jiwon and beside her your master's fiance Min Yoonji.

Despite the fact you were no one of consequence you felt under equipped compared with those ladies.

You joined the festivities. Your master had left to the throne room to give his gift to the crown prince.

Min Yoonji stood up from her seat and followed by a guard who strangely resembled your brother.

Curious you tagged along discreetly.

She entered the throne room. You saw his face clearly as he stood guard.

"Jin.."

His eyes widened as he saw you.

"Y/n...." then his face took a strange look. "Not now I'll find you later meet by the old tree at the back entrance."

You nodded phased by him. Yet you were aware the Palace was a strange place.

Full of snakes chasing their own tails.

Your mind to restless turned the delicious banquet blank.

So you went tonthe old tree to wait for your brother.

The garden was stunning and well cared for.

Afterall it was fertilised by the blood of his enemies. Not that you would no.

You found some newly grown irises.

While you had deemed them to be your favourite flower you had never seen one growing. The purple petals, some might mistake it for lavenders but those had an Aroma irises couldn't match.

You had read about them and taken a fancy. Especially when your mom had told you about the Greek goddess of similar name. The goddess of rainbow. To you rainbows were magical and you had only seen them once.

"Y/n." A voice called out softly.

You turned eyes filled with the beautiful flower and a gasp escaped your lips.

Here he stood the man of your dreams, the Prince of your nightmares.

Dressed in a gown fit for royalty.

Your legs gave away.

He came closer to hold you.

"N-no... no.. it can't be no..."

"Y/n."

"I've gone mad Yes that must be it... I've finally snapped." You mumble to yourself.

"Your highness." A voice calls urgently.

The head eunuch.

Namjoon had gone out to the garden missing you. For some reason he had felt your absence particularly today. He was never the one for birthdays. It was all a royal parade anyway.

So he was surprised to find you. He felt irritation for you ruining his plans but more than that he felt grateful to have found you. He wanted to turn the pink of your lips into red and skin purple like your favourite flowers he had grown with care.

He had sacrificed you for you.

Most of his plans were in motion. It was only of a matter of time he'd have come to save you from the prison he had created.

But seeing you had awakened the beast he'd so hard suppressed.

Here you lay defenseless infront of him. Passed out at seeing him.

He knew winning your heart back wouldn't be easier considering the circumstances you had found out he was alive. Oh well. Namjoon was nothing but a patient man and well prepared. Always.

It wasn't like there was anybody who could take you away from him.

There wasn't anyone who could save you.

Hi how are you guys? Its been a while I guess.

Authors Note 📝

This one was to celebrate the 250 followers landmark but people unfollowed me so um below that again. That's fine though. Still hope you enjoy.

Please let me know your thoughts.

Hope you're having a great day beautiful.

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Update : since some of you guys liked it I'm writing a part 2, I don't know how long it might take so if you want to be added to the taglist of part 2 let me know

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honey-boyyoongi · 11 months

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Pairing ➪ Yoonji x Y/n | Jimin x Y/n | Yoonji x Jimin x Seokjin

Word count ➪ 4.4k Words

Warnings ➪ authors horrible attempt at humor; mentions of blood and feeding; mentions of edible; not beta read;

A/n: Hey besties. I was meant to post this last month, but due to some things regarding my dad I couldn't really focus on much. Regardless though I am happy to get this out as an early present for Festa and for my own birthday. I'll continue 'Oh,baby' and should be posting a new part by the end of the month, at least I'm hoping to. As always feedback is appreciated, and if you would like to be added to the taglist please let me know.

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It hurt. Everything hurts. Namjoon could feel every last one of his nerve endings screaming in agony. His head was burning, and it was getting harder to think rationally. What was happening?

It felt like he was being moved in slow motion. He could feel the early fall breeze on his face, but also stiffness on his left side. Something was clawing at him, and he wanted it to stop.

Namjoon could hear muffled sounds, and felt a sudden warmth enveloping his chest. His heartbeat was slowing down; he was scared.

There began to be gaps in Namjoon’s awareness. When he would come to, sounds were still muffled, but he could feel and smell. The young man could no longer feel his favorite indigo blue set. A sweeping warmth on his skin was quickly followed by the bite of the cold room. He could smell damp earth, incense, and Jimin’s mellow fabric softener.. Jimin.. Yes, it smelled like Jimin. It smelled like his sweet friend. Namjoon started to feel like he was floating, the pain had stopped. He no longer felt scared. Jimin was here.

“What the fuck are we going to do,” Yoonji hissed. Jimin’s spell hadn’t worked to it’s perceived potential, they had a vampire fledgling in the younger’s work room, and they found out their newest roommate is potentially one of them. Shit was hitting the fan, and it was hitting hard.

The female vampire was having conflicting feelings about their current situation. While Yoonji was grateful for the small moment they got, she was petrified of the inevitable conversation they would be having; being sires, and that none of them were human. The elder vampire had contingency plans, having a few emails drafted if her current life would implode. Her parents taught her to be diligent, always being sure she had backups to her backups. If Yoonji, and her friends, had to hide in her Black Forest estate until this blew over, then so be it. But a small, hopeful, part of Yoonji wanted Y/n to accept them. She hoped their newest roommate wouldn’t be afraid of them.

They liked their lives here; she loves her life here. Yoonji is teaching pupils that are as passionate as she is. Seokjin is doing more of what he wants, while doing the bare minimum with the council. Jimin was still relatively new, but he had quickly gained loyal regulars that kept him busy. Things had finally set into place, and it’s dissolving in front of them. Yoonji watched as Jimin paced around their small island, and Jin was slouched forward, laying his upper body on the cold tile of the island.

If Yoonji focused enough she could hear the hissing of the hot water, and the clattering of Y/n’s products. The elder vampire could hear the shower stopping, and the clicking of nails to screen.

Jin slightly perked up, “I think..we should be truthful.”

Jimin halted, “Truthful, of what? Of us, what we are, are you insane?”

Seokjin slightly nodded, “She’s going to find out, one way or another. Your friend will wake-up within the next 36 hours confused, scared, and starving. As a new fledgling, everything will be amplified. Y/n has the right to know, to choose whether she wants to stay and witness that, or leave. The first few days of any newborn fledgling are brutal because of the thirst, and immense feeling of overstimulation. It’ll be frightening, even for you.”

The witch scoffed, “I’ve been around fledglings, they’re not scary.”

Seokjin narrowed his eyes at Jimin, highly unamused, “A newborn is different, they’re transitioning and everything is overwhelming to them. He won’t be the same person you remember him to be for a while. He’ll be constantly feeding, and losing control of himself. The slightest thing could set him off. If you’re not frightened by his unpredictability, then you’re a fool.”

Yoonji knew Jimin was aware of the changes that would be happening with Namjoon, she’d gone into detail of every fledgling transition she’s witnessed. Only one thing remained constant within those memories, fledglings were unpredictable. The female vampire saw as the tips of Jimin’s ears turned pink from Jinnie’s scolding, clearly embarrassed at being corrected.

Their witchy roommate sighed, “Are we telling her everything? What we each are, and what’s going on with Joonie?”

“I think we should,” Yoonji said. Jimin nodded, busying himself with cleaning up the bag of O negative from their sink. He sighed deeply, “What if she freaks out..what if… What if she tells someone? Hunters are still a thing. What if they find you, or Seokjin? I wouldn’t be able to live if anything would happen to either of you.”

Seokjin rose from his seat, “Min..” He enveloped the witch from behind, gently tightening his hold to comfort him. Jimin sniffled, hesitantly turning around and reciprocating Jin’s hug. The older vampire wrapped an arm across the witch’s back, and another was cradling his friend’s head into his chest. Jin delicately played with Min’s hair, “Jimin, I know you’re scared, we’re scared too.”

Jin redirected them towards the couch, clearly wanting to be comfortable during this stressful moment. Yoonji and Seokjin took the ends of the couch, not really giving Jimin any choice in arrangement. They settled in before the older vampire could continue. “A lot of things are happening too quickly, we can’t let ourselves be frightened,” Seokjin said.

He gestures towards Yoonji, asking her to say something. “I can’t say nothing won’t happen, because it will, but we will work through it. Hunters..are an unfortunate consequence of our existence. We haven’t done anything wrong.”

“But what about Joonie,” Min asked, “what if anyone saw Jin jumping on him?”

“What happened with Namjoon was an accident, Jinnie didn’t attack him maliciously. He was trying to help, and an accident happened. If, for some reason, a hunter saw him we’d deal with it,” Yoonji responded.

Jin nodded along, “We’ll be okay, we’ll work through it Min.”

The trio is huddled together, whispering, when Y/n walks into the living room. Seokjin signals Yoonji to turn towards the kitchen. She panics, stuttering a quirky greeting, “Hey, Y/n, um.. How’d you, uh, sleep?”

Y/n shrugged, “Eh, I guess, I don’t remember falling asleep.”

Jimin nudged Yoonji to keep talking. She shook her head, too unsure how to carry this conversation. They watch the human make a cup of iced coffee, looking around for any piece of the witch’s pastries. Yoonji notices Y/n is in lounging clothes, and not in her regular jeans. She’s barefaced, and is allowing her hair to air-dry into their natural waves. Her cheeks are still pink from her morning shower, and she’s wearing her glasses today.

The trio watches as their human roommate goes back and forth with each of her breakfast items to join them in the living room. She sits on the sofa chair on Jin’s side of the living room.

Y/n sighs as she adjusts into place, takes a big sip of her coffee, and looks towards the trio, “Guys, I had the weirdest dream last night.”

“Weird dream? Like what,” Jimin asked.

Y/n’s face scrunched up, “I dreamt that Jin got hurt. He was covered in blood, and he wouldn’t respond to me. There was a man at the doorway. I didn’t know him, but he was next to Jin and I was getting scared. I ended up passing out in-dream. Next thing I know, my alarms are going off, and I’m freaking out because I think I’m late for work, but I’m not late because my manager thinks that I’m sick and I don’t know what’s going on.”

Yoonji looked at Y/n in mild terror, she clearly remembered. The vampire gave her friends a look before she spoke, “Y/n.. we need to talk.”

The human looked at the trio worried slightly tilting her head. “Oh, fuck. Did I do something last night,” she rambled. “I mean, I ate an edible that’s probably why I passed out, but if I acted out of line I need you guys to tell me.”

Yoonji sat stunned, struggling to contain her laughter. The vampire dug her nails into her thighs to keep herself from bursting, “You acted no weirder than you usually do on edibles.” Jimin bursted in a small fit of giggles. Seokjin looked between them, confused as to what an edible was. He gestured his confusion to Jimin, who gestured back that he’d explain later.

The vampire covered her escaped chuckles with swift coughs. “No.. um.. That dream that you mentioned happened.” She watched as the human stiffened in her seat. “Last night Jinnie came home a bit.. Flustered. There was an accident, and he came home to get help..but there’s more to it.” Yoonji was starting to get uncomfortable, and she could see that Jin was staring at their carpet. “Please, listen to what we have to say.”

Yoonji took a moment to collect her thoughts, when Seokjin took over, “Last night, I was walking around to waste some time, then I smelled something. I walked deeper into the park trail, desperate to find it. It smelled so good, I just had to see what it was. I thought it was a fox, or a small deer, they’re especially delicious this time of year, but instead I saw a human. He was bleeding from his knee, he said he was fine. Next thing I know my shirt is wet with blood, and the man is passed out. I’m freaking out because I’ve never done anything like this. I bring us back to the house. Yoonji, and Jimin try to help, but I can’t hear them because everything sounds muffled, and my skin feels clammy. I smelled when you came near me, and all I could think about was blood and how yours smelled good enough to be my next meal. I was scared, and Jimin was able to sedate me.”

The elder vampire released a large sigh, as if a weight had been lifted from him. “When I bit the man, I accidentally released some venom in him. He’s currently transitioning into a vampire.”

Y/n looks at the trio, analyzing them. She takes a small bite from her breakfast sandwich, confusion riddling her face. The human gestured at them, “Are the three of you vampires?”

Jimin shook his head, “No, I’m a witch. I just moved here a couple years ago, and moved in a year and a half ago. Yoonji, and Jinnie are vampires. They’re currently part of a small group of vampires that pre-date the Joseon dynasty.”

Yoonji grumbled, hating being reminded of her age. She watched as the human continued eating her breakfast with a vacant look. To Y/n’s left Jin was trying his hardest to control his shaking leg, and was slightly chewing at the sides of his thumb. Next to him, Jimin was turning pink from the pressure of the situation.

They watched as Y/n finished her breakfast, leisurely drinkin the last of her morning coffee. She turned to them, face slightly scrunched. “So let me get this straight, Yoonji and Seokjin are vampires. Jimin is a witch. Seokjin accidently got himself a vampire kid, and I almost got eaten until Jimin knocked out Seokjin.” The trio nodded, Y/n continued speaking, “Did I get knocked out too? Where’s the new vampire? I assume since you guys are, you know, you..that there’s more of you guys? I don’t know what to call you. It feels weird to call you supernatural, because what you are is normal to you guys, and oh my god, why am I making a big deal out of this?”

Jimin was intrigued, “Like Jin said, you got a little too close to him while he was a bit overwhelmed. You didn’t know, it’s no one’s fault. We didn’t know how to explain what happened, even when we didn’t fully know ourselves.” The witch watched the human nod along to what he was saying. “The new vampling is in my workroom, he’s transitioning in a safe environment, and will be properly supported by Jinnie and Yoonji. As for the umbrella label, that's fine. In our world we just call each other by our species names, humans wouldn’t know every one of us so it’s fine.”

Seokjin stared at the human with curiosity, he couldn’t decipher any emotions from her. He was perplexed and needed to know why she was so calm. “Are you not afraid,” he blurted out, “I confessed to wanting your blood as a meal, and you’re indifferent.”

Y/n was startled by Jin’s harsh statement. “As ridiculous as it sounds, yes and no. Yes, because of course with anything unknown, fear always accompanies it. No, well if you’d had wanted to hurt me, or worse eat me, you would’ve done so the first week of me living here. Maybe not even the week. Of course the possibility that you could’ve bit me frightens me, but you didn’t and I’m here now without any harm. At this point I just wanna ask questions about your species. As well as figure out who contacted my manager.”

Jimin looked at Y/n mildly guilty, “I called her after we had settled you into your room, and made sure both Jinnie and Joonie were sedated.”

“Who’s Joonie,” she asked.

Jimin shifted in his seat, “Namjoon is the man that is currently in the workroom. Jinnie didn’t know who he was, it was a case of being at the wrong place at the wrong time.”

The human turned towards the elder vampire, “Why’d you attack him?” Yoonji could see Y/n was angry and confused. They had just spent time establishing they would never harm her, just to say an innocent human was attacked by one of theirs.

Seokjin looked at their human roommate in shame, “I didn’t mean to.” He took a moment to take a few deep breaths, collecting himself back up. He looked at Yoonji, trying to gain courage from his longest friend. “Yoonie, is it okay if I talk about what happened a few weeks ago,” he asked. Yoonji nodded her consent, urging Jin to continue. “A few weeks ago Yoonji was sick, she was starving. I drank from a few donors to help her. Came home, helped her, then two days after I left for Mongolia to help with a territory dispute. During my two week stay there was a limited amount of blood we could consume, therefore only took what would keep us functional. When we came back I was denied entry to our donor wing. I called up my blood supplier, and while I waited for him to arrive, I found Namjoon. I didn’t attack him for fun, I attacked him because I was starving. For almost three weeks I was kept at the verge of hunger. I haven’t attacked a human since I was a small vampling.”

Y/n waved her hand at Jimin’s direction, “You called him Joonie.. Jimin, do you know him?”

The witch nodded, “I’ve been friends with Joon for about a year, he doesn’t know about what we are and our world. When Jin brought him home, I was so scared. I knew what happened just by looking at them. I’m upset that an innocent person is caught up in this, but I’m not upset at Jinnie. He was starving, and I know he wouldn’t have attacked anyone on purpose.”

The human sat in her chair stumped, “Damn, and now your friend is a vampire? Seokjin mentioned venom, does that make you guys like the Twilight vampires? Do y’all sparkle in the sun, because I’ve never seen you guys in direct sunlight.”

Yoonji can feel an overwhelming feeling of ick consuming her. “No, no, no, no, please,” she pleaded. “Anything, but that. First off, in Twilight they aren’t vampires, they’re blood sucking Fae that give real vampires a bad name. Vampires don’t need to exchange blood to transform a human into a fledgling. Much like werewolves, vampires have a venom they can inject into humans to turn them into vampires.”

“Okay, cool, cool,” Y/n replied, “You still didn’t answer if you sparkled.”

Yoonji grew a little infuriated with the little query, “No, we don’t sparkle, only the Fae sparkle. We’re not Fae, we’re vampires! Real vampires, dammit!”

Y/n clicked her teeth in disappointment, “Man, I was really hoping someone would say ‘this is the skin of a killer Bella’ for me.” The female vampire could feel her eye twitch in annoyance. ‘Twilight this, Twilight that. We’re way better than some snobby Fae,’ she thought.

“What do you know about vampires,” Seokjin asked their human roommate.

“I mean the pretty common tropes: aversion to holy objects, sunlight, garlic, mirrors, werewolves, silver, anything sharp that could strike the heart, decapitation, fire. ‘Think that’s it,” she answered.

Seokjin chuckled, “I don’t know when that rumor of religious items started.”

“Probably when that Irish author wrote the Dracula book,” Yoonji piped up.

“We tend to have light sensitivity in our early years,” the elder vampire explained, “Everything about us is more sensitive to help us catch prey.” Yoonji nods in agreement, continuing for her friend, “The garlic myth is just that a myth. Back when people were discovering spices they tended to go heavier, and let me tell you people weren’t as hygienic as they are now. Mix that with a sensitive nose and we made sure to keep ourselves away.”

“We also didn’t have an aversion to mirrors, some were just so horribly made lots of us didn’t bother,” Seokjin added. “You can still see our reflections on surfaces, and we film well. To keep ourselves safe is why we avoid any form of documentation via film and why the mirror and reflection myth started.”

“Werewolf bites are, unfortunately, deadly to us. Decapitation is kind of obvious, no one could survive that. As well as a stake to the heart,” Yoonji continued. “No silver aversion, again started by some old fart that considered himself a monster hunter.” She sighed trying to remember all of the things Y/n had asked about. She snapped her fingers, urging herself to remember. “Oh, fire obviously hurts, but it is not deadly to us.”

Y/n nodded along, “Alright cool, cool. Uh, so, what exactly is going to be done about the man/newly turned vampire.” Yoonji could tell their human roommate was trying to handle the onslaught of information with humor. “I don’t know about you guys, but this is my first time with a fresh out of the oven vampire. I don’t know what to expect. Should I even be here?”

The human gestured towards Jimin and herself, “Should we even be here? I mean, I know Min is a witch, but still, he's still edible, right?”

Seokjin could no longer hold in his laughter, and neither could Yoonji. The vampires found amusement in the human’s worries. Jin could feel small tears forming at the corners of his eyes, and the worry he was carrying himself has started to melt away. “If you wanted to get technical, yes Jimin counts as being edible,” Yoonji says. Jimin scoffed, clearly unamused.

Y/n mumbled in acknowledgement, she readjusted herself to be laying across the couch. She had a calculating look on her face, Yoonji could clearly see the human was trying hard to understand them. The vampire knew it was a lot, hell the small incident that was currently happening wasn’t even the worst in her and Seokjin’s long friendship. There was always a clusterfuck of things happening around them to the point they have agreed that come with the territory of being who they are within their society.

Jimin excuses himself to check on Namjoon in the other room, Seokjin offering to go with him, just in case he says. The two women are left alone in the large living room. Yoonji doesn’t know if she should keep talking about what they are, or stay quiet as Y/n is clearly overwhelmed.

Yoonji lets the human be, cleaning up the remaining dishes on the coffee table into the dishwasher. She fixes herself another blood infused coffee, happy she no longer has to hide her coffee cup. She goes back to the living room, settling back into the corner she was formerly in.

Y/n doesn’t make a movement, or a noise for 25 minutes. She’s overwhelmed by the information given to her. Her roommates aren’t human, that much was established. There’s a man in the house currently turning into a vampire, and she almost got turned into a meal. What was racking her brain the most was, how did she never notice.

Y/n always thought Seokjin was eccentric, lots of people these days love dressing up in vintage clothing. He’d be working at odd times of the day, but she chalked it up to it being the runner of the family business. He loved taking pictures of himself, and he always ate dinner with them. He always complained about the sun being too harsh, even on overcast days. He was always the first one up in the mornings, more times than not being the house’s wake-up call. She could never tell when he slept, and he never showed signs of being exhausted. He wasn’t that up to date with current pop culture, sometimes having to explain what a certain joke or meme meant. He didn’t use social media, only using an email that Yoonji had made him create. He still used a flip phone, because newer phones were too complicated, he had said. That was until his infamous pink flip phone officially bit the dust. Seokjin was a big eater, there had been days where he had ordered enough takeout for three. He traveled all the time, and never spoke of anything preventing him from going.

Yoonji was the complete opposite. She was a bit of a night owl, and a reluctant early riser. Y/n would catch her drinking iced coffee from a large tumbler every day. The female vampire was sluggish, like she didn’t get enough sleep. She’s always avoided the sun, preferring to stay her pale shade, because she claimed to tan unevenly. She would spend hours working on rearranging pieces to her pupils playing level, as well as creating her own. Yoonji would eat meals with them, but she was more of a watcher than an eater. She’d always say she’d get full watching them eat their meals so well. She’s always up to date on memes due to her pupils, some days even repeating some of the new slang to them. Y/n had found out Yoonji likes to upgrade her electronics every couple years, funnily enough the female vampire had taken Jin to finally join them in the modern world with a brand new phone. Yoonji was always vocal about her distaste for Seokjin’s eccentric way of dressing. “Jinnie you’ve been using those pants since the first industrial revolution, please let them go,” She’d heard her say, now thinking back it could’ve been literal.

Jimin reminded Y/n of her grandmother. She was a bit of an herbalist, and practiced small rituals that her mother used to do in her home. The little things would start to tip her off. Jimin was big on making his own tea blends, and enjoyed gifting a small amount to his returning customers. She’s seen Jimin read tea leaves, and tarot for his customers. He had done a big ritual with the change from summer to autumn. Hell, she remembered that Jimin had knocked her unconscious without so much as touching her. Everything had a purpose, even when one would think otherwise. She’s caught him talking to their plants more times than she can count. Jimin liked to keep the house safe, and she’d see him draw protective sigils around the property. The witch loved to bake, and insisted his pastries could cure anything. Y/n could feel the love, and care Jimin would fill his creations with. He always left the house with a small kit for foraging in his satchel, along with a notebook, and various small drawstring bags.

More than anything she felt slightly guilty. She’d been basing her knowledge on vampires from ‘Twilight’, and ‘The Vampire Diaries’. How was she supposed to know vampires apparently live in the outskirts of the city? With roommates? Maybe Taika Waititi was right, vampires are weird and a little reclusive.

Y/n had a ungodly amount of questions for them:

How long have you been vampires?

Have you ever been dormant?

How long have you owned your current home?

Are you paying off a mortgage?

How is your skin still so silky smooth?

Do you sleep in a coffin, if so do you air it out?

Yet every question she came up with somehow felt more, and more like her brain running on fumes. Y/n would try to sneak glances at Yoonji, but somehow they kept making eye contact, must be vampire instinct.

Upon having more of a look, Y/n realized the little things gave them away. Yoonji, and Seokjin always had claws, not human type nails. A few times a month she’d see Yoonji fixing her nails, and Jin’s. The permanent dark eye circles that gave away their lack of need for sleep. Yoonji had gone weeks without eating, but still looked relatively healthy when Y/n saw her again. They also carried themselves differently. Both vampires always seemed regal in the way they moved. Yoonji’s extensive knowledge in music should’ve been a dead give away, as well as Seokjin’s very extensive closet.

But as much as she racked her brain, the more she thought of how they resembled people their age. Yoonji was in love with Kuromi, and had a whole corner dedicated to her collectibles. Seokjin might not be social media savvy, but he was always in the know about the trending restaurants and cafes. The eldest vampire would game for hours, if he had no responsibilities, while Yoonji was a big fan of the local aquarium. Even with the complaints about sun sensitivity, Seokjin was always a nice tan color that made him even more handsome. Though Yoonji looked scary, she actually hated horror movies, or anything of the horror genre. She was terrified of large bugs, and always had to ask Y/n or Jimin to get rid of the creepy crawlies.

Nothing could’ve tipped her off.

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I have a question, when did Yoonji from 'only yours' fall for oc?

Hi, bb! Thanks for asking! :)

If Yoonji were being honest with herself... she doesn't really know. Perhaps somewhere between the late night movie marathons where Y/N would try and miserably fail to toss popcorn in the air and catch it in her mouth or the early Sunday mornings where she'd hum her new favorite song to herself while dancing around the kitchen and making pancakes in those sinfully short shorts... Yoonji had always been insanely attracted to Y/N, from the moment she met her, but as far as falling in love, it was gradual, like she almost didn't notice.

Hope this was what you wanted to hear!! <3

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flowerprincesscherryblossom · 11 months

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pairing: Min Yoonji x Kim Namjoo x Female Reader word count: 1313 warnings: angst, fem!myg, fem!knj, polyamory, sexting, explicit language, dirty talk, mommy kink, brat reader AO3 A/N: Hope you like it and that you have a wonderful day wherever you are💜

What does one get when combining two girlfriends who spend the large majority of the day at work, so much so that sometimes you go weeks without seeing them, with a girl who spends the large majority of her time at home and gets bored easily? You get a needy you.

Sure, it wasn't a first-world problem, and you were probably making it a bigger deal than it actually was, but you couldn't help feel the way you did.

In the beginning, when you first heard that both Yoonji and Namjoo had gotten the job of their dreams you had extremely excited, giving both girls long hugs and insisting that a celebration was a must. In the beginning, they would invite you into their studios for the simple reason of wanting to spend time with you, sometimes while in the studios you would even sit on their laps. In the beginning, the older women would try their damnedest to be with you, no matter how tired or overworked they were, and you were more than happy to take care of them.

But it wasn't like that anymore.

Now, they barely made an effort to see you, much less talk to you. Now, whenever you were at their studio Yoonji and Namjoo didn't acknowledge your presence. One time you had even left without warning after hours of sitting on the couch in the studio, bored out of your mind and annoyed that they had invited you only to act as if you weren't even there.

The worst part about that day was that they hadn't even checked in on you until hours later, and it was only to know if you had had dinner and were already in bed.

You also didn't want to be that person who made everything about sex, but your relationship has been like that for a couple of months now and it was leaving you incredibly frustrated.

At first, whenever you felt horny you simply took care of it yourself, not wanting to disturb the girls, but slowly you stopped doing, there was only so much usage you could get out of your hands and toys before you started to miss the human touch you so desperately needed.

At one point you even felt jealous because you started speculating that Namjoo and Yoonji actually did fuck each other when they needed a break from the frustration of producing all day, something that made sense to you since they had been together for a couple of years before you had joined them and worked together, but that didn't stop the feeling of hurt that attached itself to you.

You missed everything about them, from their kisses to the way their skin felt against your fingertips.

You took all of this but yesterday had been your breaking point, you had tried again and again for them to at the very least talk to you but nothing had worked, so you had come up with a plan that would hopefully work in your favor.

As soon as you had woken up you got out of bed and strolled around the apartment, wanting to confirm that neither of your girlfriends were around.

Afterward, you went back to the bedroom, put on a white babydoll, their favorite on you, Namjoo would sometimes even say that it was because it gave you an air of innocence, and then you grabbed your phone and lay on the bed, doing various tantalizing poses.

You waited until you were eating breakfast - read brunch - to finally sent everything through the group chat the three of you shared, choosing the best pictures, the final one being a close-up of your clothed pussy with your hand inside your panties, giving the impression that you were fingering yourself before recording yourself where you gave your best pornstar moans.

Afterward, you resumed eating, a smug smile appearing on your face with every notification ping that came out of your phone.

Once you were finished you finally decided to check your messages and the grin on your face couldn't have been wider.

After letting a couple more minutes pass you finally decided to answer them.

Namjoo's dominating voice could be heard through the words, making you feel the familiar sting between your thighs just from reading them. You took a few minutes to recompose yourself before answering, the replies coming not long after.

At the mention of work, you felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on you, but you weren't ready to throw in the towel just yet. You still had a trick up your sleeve, a somewhat old picture that you never to them.

You almost let your phone fall out of your hands at the disappointment you felt. You knew that your girlfriends had worked hard to be where they were now but after being pushed to the side over and over again for the last couple of months, your anger and frustration spoke louder than any reasonable thought you had.

You tapped on the voice message, already knowing what to expect from Namjoo. "Listen closely little one, either you stop this shit right now or I'll make sure to spank your ass so much and so hard that you won't be able to graze it on a chair, much less sit on it. Am I clear?" You simply rolled your eyes, knowing the words were nothing but empty promises.

It was a loaded question you asked, you knew that which is why you had taken a deep breath before asking it, but as the anger you felt inside was replaced with sorrow, the tears streaming freely down on your face, you couldn't stop yourself, you wanted to know if their feelings for you had changed but they were too stubborn to admit it.

The whole polyamory thing had been entirely new to all three of you, all previous relationships had been monogamous, but after meeting them you had fallen for them very quickly, a sentiment that had been reciprocated, so, not long after, all three of you had decided unanimously to take a plunge and see where this new type of relationship would lead.

The beginning had been amazing but it wasn't like that anymore.

Yoonji and Namjoo have known each other and have been dating for far longer than either of them have been with you, that's why, in your mind, if the relationship was to fall apart, you'd be the one to leave, a thought that had been slowly growing in the back of mind that started taking over every cell in your brain once it started to feel like they were pushing you away.

You had been wallowing in misery for quite some time that you didn't have the strength to reply to any of their messages, simply staring at the screen as message bubble after message bubble kept coming.

As you read through Namjoo's words more tears streamed down on your face, almost as if it were spring water. You cried so much that you started to feel a continuous pain in your head, leaving you with barely any energy to do anything else other than wanting to sleep for as long as possible until it disappeared.

You sent a final message to them, not wanting to worry your girlfriends with more of this conversation, one that left everyone hurt in the end.

You ignored Yoonji's message and turned off your phone, leaving it in the kitchen as you moved towards the bedroom the three of you shared.

You threw yourself on top of the sheets, not bothering to get under them, you just wanted to forget this day had even happened in the first place.

As the drowsiness started taking over your bones, your last thought turned towards Namjoo and Yoonji, making you wish even more that they were with you.

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francenemolove · 6 months

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Mated To You

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I think you need to get here Y/N, she’s been acting violently! No one can come near her. We all tried but she kept mumbling want her – want her. You were the one that took her here so I believe you’re the one she’s asking for muttered Jisoo exasperatedly.

Thanks for telling me Soo, I’ll be there in five with that said she took her keys and ran to her car to get to the sanctuary.

Warnings/Tags: Hybrid Universe, Snake hybrid Yoonji, Shemale Reader, Female Yoonji, Blood, Violence, Trauma, Angst, Tsundere Yoonji, Baby girl Yoonji, Caring and loving Reader, Fluff, Explicit Smut.

The room smelled of booze,cigarettes and sweat. Oh what will Yoonji give for her to breath fresh air than smelling the same old shit everyday. She should get use to it since she’s been in this place ever since she was 14, and yet she can’t. Her human nose can’t tolerate much of the smell, then how much more her animal side?

Hey! Snakey! Get up! Your turn to make us money the man said grossly towards her cell. What a disgusting piece of shit she thought.

Without a word she got up from where she was and went through her cell door. The moment she stepped out she held the man’s hand and hissed. He attempted to slap her ass for a long time now, but given she was a hybrid her instincts and reflexes were much more keen making her alert in situations such as this one.

The man chuckled while he ripped his hand away from her and said You’re still saving yourself for someone that doesn’t exist? What made you think that your gonna get out of here Slut!? If I were you, you reserve that hostility of yours and finally accept the fact that this was home, this is home and this will be home forever until you die. then left while laughing maniacally.

Hearing that from him made every hair in Yoonji’s body rise, she’s not stupid and that she knows she will not be leaving this hellhole soon but at least she still hopes that someday by what miracle and mercy the God’s above will finally let her live in peace.

Ever since Yoonji was bought from the black market she was brought to a world so cruel. Her new owner is notorious for his multiple chain of underground fight clubs and drug and sex den. He’s in this business for so long and no matter how vile this man was, he wasn’t taken away specially since his clients are elite people wanting to waste their money on shitty things. She actually don’t know who’s much worse, her owner for operating and managing this shit or those rich snobs just wanting a good time from other people’s suffering – oh wait a hybrids suffering. There were so many nights that she thought and hoped of just being an animal than being half man and half freak. Then maybe people will be kinder to her. Because she’d heard people loving her kind but of course when they only eat, sleep and slither. Not someone like her who needs to eat, sleep, talk, think, be cared for and most of all loved.

It’s the third round and there was only a minute left. A lot of people were getting frustrated because they bet a lot of money on the dog hybrid that she was fighting with. Well for the record they should not have underestimated Yoonji. She was the most prized hybrid by her master for a reason. People always expected her to be a joke whenever they send in big and bulky hybrids as her opponent just to be surprised that with just a couple of punches and kicks they are knock out (Well she can’t blame them. She is tiny, only around 124 cm). This always make her opponents chuckle, they always mistake her for a cat hybrid because of her small face, cat like eyes and tiny nose but a quick look at her back and see her slim, scaly and tiny tail they will know. A lot wanted to have her as their pet but Yoonji always shows them that she can’t be messed with. She is feisty and lethal, as she is part snake and not just any normal snake she’s a Namaqua dwarf adder. This kind of snakes are known to be the smallest yet the most venomous of all snakes. They have retractable fangs that they use to trick their prey into thinking that they are harmless, but bites them when they have locked on their target. Yoonji on the other hand despite how deadly her venom is, never used that on any of her opponents because at the end of the day they are all just being used in the underground arena for rich assholes satisfaction. They are all just willing to do everything to survive.

The sound of her opponent knocked out on the ring was the only thing she heard and then the burst of shouting and applause filled the place. She won once again making that her 36th win.

You never fail to amaze me Ji he whispered on her ear.

She was sitted in the corner of her cage. You might think that since she was the champion and the boss's favorite money maker, she was treated like royalty. Wrong, she was treated worse of all worse. The man made an agreement with her the first time she won. The agreement was about her being his regular fighter and his slut. He promised to give her all the money and pleasure she can ever ask for but Yoonji didn't like the idea of it and the next thing the man knew was pain and a bloody nose. Yoonji broke his nose. She was beaten near to death, but he realized that he can't get rid of her right away since she can make him a lot of money. She was not given food for a week. Her cuts were infected. Only after a week of her being kept in her cage did he made her Crack and obey him that she was going to be his Ultimate fighter. Because no matter how badly they wanted to fuck her and make her his slut he learned that it was something Yoonji can never give. In Yoonji’s mind her chastity was the only thing she can offer her mate. If ever she meets them someday. It was silly, she knows but a tiny part of her hoped that she will get out of this place and live her life free and happy with her mate.

Can I clean up now? she queried.

Sure, sure sweetheart, a moment. I just wanted to say that .. since you're a lady now, I believe that it's about time that you get breeded so that you can produce champion fighters in the future too.

What an imbecile, she thought.

And what made you think that all throughout the years that you've asked me to be your slut did I say yes? she hissed.

You were this close bitch. He snarled nearing her. (Telling her how close she was to loosing the fight that happened awhile ago). This close to loosing, I can't afford that. I can't afford having a dead hybrid. So sweetheart, if ever you die and you gave me your children then at least I have something to sell and tell people that their fucking mother was a freak but at least she was a fucking great fighter. He persuaded.

Do you get me? he questioned.

Maybe you really lost your brain a long time ago that's why you can't comprehend the bullshit you just told me. She spoke coldy.

Raising his hand he slapped her hard that made her head face the other way.

You bitch! not because you've been making me money it means that you can just talk shit about me!. I think you need to remember that I'm the only one keeping you alive. He said while rolling his sleeves.

Y/N can you hear me?

Yes. She whispered.

We have our men inside the building now, they've seen the cages where they keep all of them. But the other one, we can't find her.

You mean the one who just fought? she whispered once again.

Yeah, but don't worry. Jimin's going to look for her and we're going to take care of her.

Alright, she sighed.

Her vision was spinning, everything was painful. After the beating she got from him, she was left in her cage again with no food, water or things to disinfect her wounds. She wanted to just keep her mouth shut at least that way she was given the things she needed first before being locked up again. But if she didn’t talk, then her master might assume that she’s going to agree to be a breeding machine.

She laid down and thought about the scent she smelt a couple weeks ago. The smell made her feel so relaxed it smelt like mint with a hint of citrus. Oh what she can give to smell it again, she thought. It was the reason why she have so much hope these days because she smelt her mate. And the moment she stepped on the ring, she smelt her again.

Overwhelmed with the pain she felt from being beaten, she closed her eyes and slept.

Big Man Choi is notorious. He’s known all over Korea, since he owns a lot of drug den and underground fighting rings. He’s someone that the T.A.L.R.H (The Association of Legal Rights for Hybrids) are so eager to imprison. No matter how vile and cruel he was the government took a blind eye on his case. Well, people are fickle minded. They are shown an ample amount of fortune that Big Man Choi has, and they cave in right away. Years gone by people became humane and understood that hybrids are not to be treated unfairly. People grow to care, love and fight for hybrids ever since the first human was bound and mated to a hybrid did they learn that we are all equal. Living in this world hoping and yearning to have a happy, satisfying and peaceful life.

And with this change, The Association of Legal Rights for Hybrids was made. It was made by the President because he wanted to prove to his daughter that he accepted the hybrid mate his daughter was given. It was a joke at first since not a lot of people was open with the idea of being mated to a hybrid but when this movement was created a lot of human – hybrid couples were brave enough to show that they are happy with their lives and that they should really make a change.

The Association was also headed by an intelligent, charming and respectable man named Kim Seokjin, who’s sole goal was to make Hybrids be part of society without fear for their future. Just a couple of years a lot of hybrid breeding facilities, drug dens, pleasure houses and underground fighting rings were shut down. Their owners and every man that partake in hybrid injustice was sent to prison. All hybrids that were rescued were rehabilitated, given the resources to have proper education, documents to prove their identity. Most hybrids now are living their best lives, working in their field of expertise. It’s such an amazing thing really but despite all of the great things happening, that’s just half of the population of hybrids and there are more yet to rescue.

After so many years, the T.A.L.R.H have intel about Big Man Choi. They will finally bring this man down. There was even a warrant that this man should be killed on sight if ever he tries to escape. Lawyer Kim Namjoon, did a great job in persuading the government and almost all people to want this man to finally perish.

An agent was assigned to gain more intel about the biggest underground fighting ring that Big Man Choi owned. It was difficult to get in because ever since humans learn to love hybrids, Choi’s people have to be meticulous and investigative about every client they will have. But there will always be a way through it.

Y/L/N Y/N was the person assigned. Other than the fact that she was an Elementary Teacher she was also the Captain of the H.P.F (Hybrid Protection Force). The moment she gained intel on how to enter the grounds, she made sure that she fits in with the rich snobs who are all looking for a fun time. She made them trust them, made friends and made unbreakable bonds as what they thought. They didn’t know that it will bring them to their demise.

The place was so loud, everyone cheering and betting on the hybrids fighting in the ring. It’s not a new scene specially in Y/N’s line of work. With her disguise she got in acting like one of the elites. It’s her second time in this specific underground ring and it’s her second time seeing the petite hybrid won another fight. The first time she saw her she won without any scratch on her but this time her opponent was unfairly larger than her, bulkier too. Despite how big and strong the other hybrid was, you can see that the petite one was an experienced fighter. She won again of course but she got of the ring with a bloody eyebrow and a busted lip. Y/N was expecting to see the petite hybrid fight like she was born to do it, because most of the hybrids they have rescued already embraced the lifestyle forced on them but not her, all her moves are calculated to effectively hit and disable her opponent for them to give up. Whenever her opponents tap out, she makes sure she let them go right away. She doesn’t abuse the power she has and just let them accept defeat in a professional way.

She’s still good, still humane. Y/N thought.

At least it will be easier to help her and give her a new life, she thought.

Everything was chaotic before the last fight started. While everyone was busy betting on the next hybrid, the guards were stupid enough to leave their posts that made Jimin and his team’s life easier. They had access on the cells where they keep all hybrids. With a lookout giving Jimin a signal that everything was clear, they freed all hybrids in their cell to the back exit where the H.P.F were. Once all hybrids were safe and secure, Jimin radiod Y/N to tell her that they got all of them except for one. The legendary Yoonji.

No worries Chim, I think I know where she is. While looking at a narrow hallway leading to whatever room Yoonji and Big Man Choi went to.

Y/N stared at Jungkook from across the room, she nodded and Jungkook understand what to do next.

Pretending to be drunk she stumbled upon the hallway and made her way there checking and making sure no one noticed. At the end of the hall she met face to face with the man himself.

This is a restricted area Ma’am, I suggest you go back to where the people were. He stated coldly.

Oh-my! Apologies darling, I was trying to look for a place to rest. I feel uncomfortable with the tight space and chairs you gave us! She scoffed.

The man didn’t respond right away, he saw this woman twice already. He recognized that she’s one of those wealthy elites who are in incognito so that their reputations won’t get ruined specially since hybrids have rights now. He also remembered that she’s one of those who made a bet on Yoonji, spending a huge sum of money on that Scaly slut! Not wanting to displease her he said “ Oh, my apologies Ma’am, what can I do to make your experience better here? He queried.

Well unfortunately, there isn’t anything you can do, I just needed to walk around since my feet are all stiff now she glared.

Not wanting to displease her anymore, he just nodded, bowed his head and walk away.

Annoying piece of shit she gritted. She turned her head subtly looking around to make sure no one’s watching her. She isn’t stupid though, she knows that the asshole, despite not being able to see him around, will still be suspicious of her. But her time was limited, she only have one hybrid to rescue. So with a deep sigh, she turned around and entered the narrow hallway. Making sure no one was tailing her. She reached the end of the hallway, she’s standing in front of a shabby looking door. Looking at it, she reached out and jiggled the door knob and of course it’s locked. Y/N was thinking of a way to open it when someone grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her so hard, gasping from the pain. She felt hot breath close to her ear saying:

What do you think are you doing sweetheart?

Craning her neck, she saw Big Man Choi’s disgusting grin. He smirked when he saw how she was looking at him with all disdain.

Why? What do you got in there? Something of importance?! She grit.

Yeah, you can say that, so no snooping around unless? He looked at her up and down and licked his bottom lip making Y/N shiver with how gross this man was.

She made an effort to shake off the annoyance she was experiencing with the man. She fumbled inside her thigh for her gun, which was fastened there. She grabbed it and gave the man an elbow to the stomach. He lost his balance and fell to the ground because he was hurt and startled by the attack.

Y/N shot Big Man Choi's right leg after seeing the man on the ground and becoming furious. The pain caused the man to shout. The remaining guards in the area were informed by it. She heard Jungkook's voice on her radio as she got ready for a gunfight.

Find the missing hybrid now! I have your back! He gave a command.

She fired twice at the doors' locks while remaining silent. Kicking the door open, she hurriedly scanned the room as she entered it and noticed a small lump in the position of a fetus on one of the room's corners. She approached her and made an effort to rouse the hybrid.

Hey, wake up, we have to leave right away.

When she saw the hybrid's condition, her voice lost its urgency and became hushed. Yoonji only sustained a busted lip and a few bruises before leaving the ring, but how? She appeared to be on the verge of dying. Y/N didn't have anytime left. So she put her arms underneath her and lifted her gently. She heard Yoonji hiss. So Y/N tried to comfort and assure her that she's safe. That she will be taken cared off and that starting from now, she will live a peaceful and happy life, away from all the abuse and violence she experienced.

Kook? I’ve got her, is the coast clear? She said on the radio. Waiting for a couple of minutes he responded.

The coast is clear, were all waiting for you outside!

While these was happening Y/N failed to see that the hybrid on her arms open her eyes briefly and released a sigh. Yoonji felt safe, happy and most of all she felt a tingly sensation throughout her body that made her want to giggle.

Opening her eyes, she was blinded by the bright lights that greeted her. Blinking a couple of times, she roused from the bed and scanned the place. Where was she? Why are there things on my arm? She thought. Unsure of everything, she whimpered… N-no! this can’t be! Her breathing getting heavy, W-what! T-take this o-of me! Don’t – d-don’t want this! D-don’t n-need this!!! She screamed on the top of her lungs. The door on her left slammed open and people in white rushed in to contain her.

Calm down sweetheart, you’re safe … you’re no longer there. A soft yet sad voice reach Yoonji’s ears.

G-get me o-out of this! I I don’t want this! Take it o-out please! She wailed.

You need it sweety, it will help you ease the pain from your bruises. Jisoo persuaded.

I-I DON’T NEED THEM! GET THIS FUCKING THING AWAY FROM ME!!! after letting out a loud scream, she felt a sharp pain from her neck. Her vision getting blurry despite that she still kept mumbling Pl-please, st-stop, want her. Please! N-need her, I-I need her! N-need her …

Waking up from the ringtone of her phone. Y/N picked it up right away.

H-hello? She yawned.

Y/N it’s me! I’m sorry for waking you up this late but, the hybrid you brought in is very aggressive! Says Jisoo exasperatedly.

Uh, Soo aren’t all hybrids that we rescue specially from underground dens aggressive? She queried with an eye roll.

Of course I know that! What I meant was the reptile hybrid you rescued, Yoonji? She’s so out of it. We already sedated her but whenever it wears out she goes back to being violent! Throwing things around, screaming and crying. B-but she was screaming only one thing. Jisoo’s voice turning into a whisper.

I think you need to get here Y/N, We all really tried but she kept mumbling want her – want her. You were the one that took her here so I believe you’re the one she is asking for muttered Jisoo.

Rubbing the sleep out of her face she responded. Thanks for telling me Soo, I’ll be there right away. With that said she took her keys and ran to her car to get to the sanctuary.

The scene that Y/N came upon was chaotic. The moment she saw the situation she got angry. Stepping inside the room, she saw that guards and nurses were on one side of the room and a scared but hostile Yoonji was pressed up against the corner of the room. Of course the hybrid will be like this given the situation that they are in: she’s in a new environment, with strangers who are ganging up on her. She will definitely feel defensive.

I know, what we are doing right now isn’t ideal, and I will allow you to get angry at me later but we didn’t have a choice. Jisoo said frantically.

Still looking at the hybrid, Y/N whispered. What do you want me to do then?

Before Jisoo can respond, Yoonji looked at Y/N. Her eyes dilated and her body automatically relaxed.

Y-you? She whimpered.

M-mate please. Please. Yoonji muttered, her lips quivering. She doesn’t know what she’s feeling. If she’s supposed to be happy to finally meet her other half or angry that her mate was not on her side protecting her and was still talking to the beautiful looking human beside her.

Y/N’s eyes doubled in size when she heard what Yoonji just uttered. Ma-mate? I’m your- you think I’m your mate? She mused.

Not leaving her eyes on the hybrid Jisoo nodded and said Yeah, that’s what I thought.

Still feeling overwhelmed with the situation but wanting to de escalate it. Y/N walked slowly towards Yoonji. The guards and nurses made way for her while she approaches the hybrid. As soon as Yoonji sees her walk towards her, her face lit up. She lifted her hands and reached out to her. When Y/N was a centimeter away from Yoonji’s outstretched hand she took it and held her hand so delicately. Her hand was rough, a lot of cuts and calluses from her years in the underground ring but despite that she felt so warm the moment their hands touch, like as if she was filled with something she didn’t know was missing before. Y/N looked up to finally look at Yoonji and the moment their eyes met she knew that Yoonji was not making up the mate thing. Y/N pulled Yoonji close, there was no resistance from Yoonji. She just melted from the hug that Y/N gave. She nuzzled on the crook of her neck and wrap her arms around her. After a few seconds of them hugging. Yoonji looked up at Y/N and whispered It’s you, it’s really you? I thought I’ll never get to meet you. After saying this the tears that were pooling finally fell. Gripping Y’N’s shirt tight Yoonji added ‘m happy to finally meet you. Y/N was left looking at her with all the love and affection she can ever give. She squeezed her, not tight enough just to assure Yoonji that she heard and acknowledges what she said. Lowering down her lips, she gave the hybrids head a soft peck and also whispered Me too.

I c-can’t believe this. I always knew that some part of me was missing, but I-I never thought that it was this? You know. Y/N whispered to Jisoo who was across from her. They are both in the room where Yoonji is in. The hybrid was fast asleep. After meeting Y/N, Yoonji felt safe enough to rest but given that she should be holding her mates’ hand. She’s been cuddling her hand for half an hour now, and whenever Y/N tries to take her hand back Yoonji will hold it in a vice grip so she just let it be.

And I believe you’re relieved with the situation?. Jisoo asked her while arching her brow at her friend. Y/N nodded and smiled while looking at her Yoonji.

That’s great then. I think you have to stay for a bit longer since she wont let you go huh? Jisoo mused, while Y/N giggled like a school girl. Don’t worry Soo, I’ll take care of her. Jisoo nodded and told her that if she ever need her, she should just give her a call. After Jisoo left, Y/N is still staring at the hybrid with a small smile. She’s feeling all tingly inside. Looking back now, the first time she saw Yoonji in the underground ring she felt a pull. Like as if her mind, heart and body was telling her that she should be near the hybrid, but she didn’t dwell on it that much since they were supposed to assess the situation of the underground ring. She’s happy now though, no more cold nights without a lover keeping her awake. She can’t help herself to imagine what her future will be like now that she’s with her mate.

Being glared at was far from all of the things Y/N imagined when she went back to the sanctuary to see Yoonji again. After a couple of hours last night, when Yoonji was in deep slumber she was able to pry her hand from hers to finally rest in one of the many vacant rooms in the sanctuary. As much as she wanted to just lay with Yoonji, her rational side told her that she was just rescued from an abusive life and having to wake up to a new place and a stranger next to her despite being her mate was not ideal. So, with a light peck that she gave on Yoonji’s forehead she stepped out of the room. Back to the present, she was so excited to see Yoonji again after taking a rest on a fairly decent bed. She was a bit taken a back when the hybrid that had clung to her yesterday was staring daggers at her.

A-uhm- Good morning! I brought breakfast?

Raising the plastic bags with food. Y/N was hesitant to come near her so she stayed glued on the doorway. Expecting a response she waited for a couple of seconds when Yoonji looked the other way. Deeming its okay to be near her Y/N walked towards her and before she can let out another sentence about the food she ordered. She froze when she heard a loud hiss coming from her. Looking up from taking out the boxes of food, she saw how dilated Yoonji’s eyes were. She knew that the Yoonji from yesterday was different to the Yoonji today. She stopped just a few feet away from Yoonji’s bed and said

D-did I do something wrong Yoonji?. Looking Y/N up and down she hissed.

Who the fuck are you?! Are you one of those assholes again, trying to persuade me in drinking that nasty shit! I don’t want you! And your friends, just get me out of this fucking place!. Y/N’s eyes doubled in size.

W-what do you mean who am i? yo-you? Don’t you remember what happened yesterday? She asked anxiously. What happened yesterday was a complete surprise to her but she accepted the idea of having Yoonji as a mate right away.

Yesterday? Yoonji scoffed

Yesterday you assholes cornered me and injected me something that made me drousy! Whatever the fuck you were talking about, I DON’T REMEMBER. AND I.DON’T.GIVE.A.FUCK! she gritted while enunciating each words.

Please tell me Soo, did I just imagine all that happened yesterday? Y/N asked her friend.

Jisoo sighed and responded, No Y/N, everything that happened yesterday were real, I and everybody inside Yoonjis room saw it. We’re your witnesses.

Then why? She asked again confused.

I think that Yoonji can be right and wrong at the same time. What she said about us sedating her was true and that she can all just said those things but Y/N the moment she woke up, it was you she was asking for. Jisoo explained.

Still lost in her thoughts, she didn’t show any reaction.

Hey, she said softly. I believe that you and Yoonji are really mates. She was asking you to get out of the room so bad, but the moment you stepped out her eyes turned glassy, I even saw her hands clenching so hard as if she was forcing herself not to reach out for you. Thinking back to her going to check what was happening in Yoonji’s room since the hybrid was yelling on the top of her lungs.

Aside from Yoonji, how about you? I didn’t have the time to ask you yesterday. Her friend queried.

What about me? she raised her brow to her.

I mean, what do you feel? I know that you’re surprised about the revelation of having a mate, but what do you think?

Y/N’s face lit up while thinking about the events that happened yesterday, she said Well, I-I was surprised of course but happy…I thought I was going to spend my life alone given you know, my past experiences. But hearing that from her made me feel, content and assured that there was someone out there who was just for me. I-I’m really happy Soo, and you know what! She yelled making her friend flinch in surprise Whatever is her reason for pretending that she said all those stuffs yesterday will not stop me from being with her. I-I want to be someone that can keep her safe, loved and cared for no matter what she thinks.

Jisoo was surprised with her friends declaration but at the same time she knows that she shouldn’t because being friends with Y/N she learned that when she says something, she means it and that she will do everything in her power to be able to achieve it.

Alright, I totally support you in this but do remember that she’s still recovering from all the abuse and trauma she have experienced. It will take time but I believe that if you prove to her that you are someone willing to wait and endure for her then she will open up to you.

Feeling confident and supported she smiled brightly towards her friend and thought of things she needed to do to prove to Yoonji that she will be with her as her mate forever.

This can’t be real, all my life I’ve hoped for a mate. My mate that will set me free from everything that I’ve endured. But now that she’s here, she’s within reach. I feel like I can’t fathom the idea of having her near me. Yoonji thought.

The day after being dismissed by Yoonji, Y/N kept coming back. It’s been two weeks straight and the hybrid is just getting restless and irritated.

A hiss was heard the moment Y/N entered Yoonji’s room.

Good morning Yoonji! I brought you some flowers since the flowers I brought last week have completely wilted she said while gesturing to the flower vase near her desk.

A cold stare was Yoonji’s response to Y/N’s cheerful greeting. Not letting it sour her mood, she continued walking towards the vase while talking about her morning. Ever since Y/N’s first visit she was the only one talking, at first it was to get rid of the awkwardness that she felt whenever Yoonji just raise her brow at her but now it’s just automatic that the moment she enters her room she will talk about anything under the sun. She was cut of though mid sentence when Yoonji said…

Stop

Quickly turning her head to face Yoonji, she have both her brows raised since she wasn’t sure if it was really Yoonji who spoke when

Stop doing whatever it is you’re doing here. After saying those lines Yoonji looked at her dead in the eye and continued I don’t want you here, I don’t need you here so for your sake get the fuck out and never come back. Then she laid on her side and covered herself with the blanket.

Letting her face fell, Y/N responded. I know you don’t trust me and that you’re scared right now but will do the best that I can for you to open up for me. I-im your mate Yoonji, I won’t just abandon you, Im with you for life I—

You’re HUMAN!!! What do you know about fucking mates!? This thing doesn’t even exist for you guys, so stop pretending that you know what being a mate is! It’s making you more stupid and pathetic Yoonji greeted.

Not wanting to push further Y/N just bowed her head and nodded. Leaving everything on the desk below her she quickly left her room.

She really was trying. Yoonji was right though, soulmates are not a thing for humans but after a couple of years that hybrids are being in a relationship with humans the concept came about and a lot of humans do claim that the idea of being mates with a hybrid is a real thing and that all of those humans who are mated claims that as if the hollow feeling that they get is no more because of having their other halves. That’s what Y/N feels, but apparently it’s not something Yoonji wanted to accept.

Yoonji expected that after her outburst yesterday it will deter Y/N and she won't be visiting her for awhile but of course it didn't. She's still there the next day talking Yoonji's ear off. Y/N is determined as she was stubborn. While in the middle of Y/N's non stop talkathon she failed to notice that one of the laces of her shoes were untied, and as she spun around to look at Yoonji she tripped on it and stumbled. Frantic to gain her balance she grabbed whatever in her reach to steady her and unfortunately that something she grabbed something slim, scaly and tiny but before Y/N was able to look at what she was gripping hard on, her face was smacked hard. Loosing her grip on what she was holding onto, she completely slumped on the floor. A stinging pain was what Y/N felt now that she's on the floor. She raised her hand to hold her cheek and after giving a soft swipe on her left cheek, she brought her hand to where her vision and was surprised when she saw red liquid on her fingertips. Furrowing her brows she swiped her left cheek once more and still saw that she was bleeding, after realizing she looked up to where Yoonji was and saw a blank face. She looked like as if she didn't claw her face with her long nails that weren't cut because she refused to. Understanding dawned in Y/N's face and she stood up and left her room one more time. Whenever Yoonji sent her mate out of her room, she always know that she will come back right away it's just her instincts telling her that she didn't upset her mate enough to make her abandon her. But now, this time a chill went down her spine when she saw a glimpse of Y/N's expression before she left. A face of someone who finally gave up on her.

She shouldn’t feel this way, actually she doesn’t have the right to feel this way. It was her own doing that drove her away. Three days have passed after the incident that happened in Yoonji’s room. The morning after she already felt her heartache when Y/N didn’t show up as soon as the sanctuary was open. She waited for a couple more hours because maybe she just have something to do before bursting into her room and apologizing about being late. It already happened a couple of times so maybe, that’s what she kept telling herself.

Yoonji was under Jisoo’s care. The human was in charge with everything medical related for Yoonji. The moment Jisoo entered her room, she was surprised that she wasn’t hit by a pillow courtesy of Yoonji. Whenever Jisoo do her daily routine check up with the hybrid the first thing that will greet her won’t be a hello, not even a hiss. It will always be a pillow. She remembered the first time Yoonji yeeted her pillow towards her, how scared and scandalized she was. But after a couple of months she learned to dodge all of them. It’s been two days that Yoonji didn’t bother to throw her pillow at her. Whenever Jisoo give her a long look, the hybrid just looks more depress than ever.

She’s just busy.

Hearing another phrase other than Hello? How do you feel? From the Doctor made Yoonji whip her head fast to face her.

I didn’t say anything she hissed.

Yeah? you didn’t but you look like you needed some answers. Jisoo defended.

Looking away the hybrid didn’t reply. She didn’t even want to talk about it in the first place. But deep inside, she really wanted to see her again.

She’s a teacher, thought I can share something about her since I know you never asked her anything. Jisoo said, wanting to coax Yoonji to talk a little.

Apart from being a teacher, she’s also part of the T.A.L.R.H –

What the fuck is that? Yoonji interrupted.

It’s The Association of Legal Rights for Hybrids. She’s one of the thousand volunteers and one of the bravest too. She praised.

Since when did that been a thing?

It’s been 10 years now, since the association came to be and it’s been years now that Hybrids are living free. She added.

Yoonji doesn’t want to believe what she was saying, humans are bad and cruel to her kind so why change? She thought. She can’t deny that she’s actually witnessing the things that her Doctor is talking about. The nurses that assists her are cats and dog hybrids. She remembered that the police officer who interviewed her about her life then was also a hybrid and a wolf hybrid at that. She remembered how humans wanted to kill wolf hybrids because of their fear but now it’s one of the protectors of the city. Did people really accepted them? Then why did it took so long for them to rescue them from Big man choi? Why did she suffer for so long. With that remaining thought, she removed the idea of finally accepting her mate and living life freely because no matter what happens she’s still different from them.

Get out, she whispered.

Yoonji—Jisoo tried to comfort, but before she can even finish, the hybrid looked at her menacingly and Jisoo released a huge sigh and left her in her room.

How is she Soo? Does she –

Yes, she does. She misses you a lot. Jisoo confirmed.

When are you coming to visit her again? Its been a week you know?!

I know, it’s just … I’m in love with her but I’m also kinda petty. I also want her to miss me. I think she have to feel that after being mean to me and all. Y/N mumbled.

You are both stubborn and prideful. I don’t know what will happen if you get together finally. Her friend responded.

Just for a couple days and then I’ll go see her again. Y/N promised.

It’s up to you Y/N. I have to go anyway I have a lot of things to do. Jisoo dismissed.

Of course. I’ll talk to you then Soo. Bye love you.

Take care, love you too.

So, she talks to you but she doesn’t come and see me? said Yoonji in a cold tone.

Hearing and seeing her out of her room and in her office surprised Jisoo that made her shout.

My gosh! Please don’t do that, and why are you hiding here with all the lights turned off. She scolded.

You didn’t answer my question Doctor. She replied.

Well, yes I talk to her since she’s my friend and all our conversation revolve around you since she’s not visiting you lately.

Yoonji nodded her head in thought and hummed.

I came here because I wanted to ask about the conversation you and my mate--I mean Y/N was talking about … she blushed when Jisoo gave her a smirk when she unconsciously mentioned Y/N as her mate rather than human before.

Which was? Jisoo queried.

About being adopted and cared for by her. Yoonji said with seriousness and finality in her sentence.

All Jisoo did was to nod.

Soo it’s freaking early in the morning, and why are you calling me on a Saturday when you know I sleep in! Y/N mumbled trying to wake herself up.

Good morning to you too. I guess you were busy last night and wasn’t able to read my message.

What message are you talking about? She yawned.

About me taking Yoonji to your place since she will be living with you because she agreed to have you as her care taker. She said nonchalantly.

Okay.

1 …

2 …

3 …

WAIT WHAAAT!!!!

Yep, so get up, get dressed and make us breakfast because we are on our way to you.

FUUUCK, WHAJDASKF IVNAEKRJCAEFMIRLV CHUAERV …

Jisoo ended the call, but she saw the smirk that Yoonji had on her face after listening to the conversation the two had and how panic Y/N was.

Yoonji feels excited, giddy yet nervous to see her after 2 weeks but she knows she had to try. That’s what Jisoo told her, she had to try and if she feels uncomfortable she can just run away never to be seen again. But she hopes that it won’t get that way.

Y/N didn’t know what to do first. Does she wash her face, brush her teeth? Or maybe just take a bath. Yeah … that’s what she’s going to do. She noticed how Yoonji wrinkles her nose whenever she smell her so to be safe, she needs to take a quick shower.

Y/N was in the middle of making another batch of pancakes when she heard her door bell ring.

Hold on a second! She yelled from the kitchen. Putting down the spatula and turning off the stove. She walked briskly towards her front door, reaching the door handle. She paused and composed herself. She wanted to make a good impression, no wait … she wanted to act nonchalant towards Yoonji when she meets her again, yeah that’s what I’m going to do she mumbled to herself.

She finally opened the door and before she can say another word.

My gosh what took you so long? Questioned Jisoo and walking past her with Yoonji in tow.

Y/N couldn’t even start with the persona she thought of because of how her friend interrupted her, so she instead followed them both to the kitchen.

Thanks Y/N for cooking, we’re sooo hungry Jisoo said while chewing some pancake.

You’re welcome she whispered and looked at the beautiful girl across from her friend.

Yoonji was sat on a stool eating her fair share of pancakes, when she looked up at Y/N saying thanks.

Despite how cold she said the word, it still made Y/N’s heart flutter. This was the first word that she heard from her other than the yelling and cursing.

And as if Y/N was able to move on from hearing Yoonji say something good towards her she nearly broke down from what she heard from her next.

So? You just gonna stand there and look stupid? Sit down and eat. You made this anyway. Yoonji said irritated from pushing a plate with pancakes and syrup she prepared for Y/N.

Before she can say anything stupid, she just nodded and sat down. Only the noise of the cutleries scraping the plates were heard from the kitchen.

So here are her papers proving that you will be Yoonji’s guardian from now on or whatever Yoonji chooses after the 3 months mark. Jisoo said while passing the documents to Y/N.

If ever you have questions just call me. Alrighty. She hugged Y/N and waved Yoonji goodbye and finally shut the door.

It was only her and Yoonji in her living room.

The moment she turned around to speak to Yoonji, she was already heading to the guess bedroom that Y/N hastedly prepared before she got here and immediately shut the door.

Y/N just let out a huge sigh and headed to her home office to keep the documents and files she received from her friend.

When Yoonji decided to accept the offer of living with her mate. She was sure she was going to finally open up to her and accept that she’s mated to a human, but alas no matter what she tried she always take one step back. Her life in Y/N’s home was just about her sleeping, staying in her bedroom and occasionally watching TV in the living room. She wasn’t oblivious about all the things that her mate was trying to do. From small talk, to cooking different kinds of food just to see which one Yoonji likes to even buying Yoonji a phone because she said that it’s something she can use if ever there was an emergency. Yoonji felt guilty that despite how rude and such a bitch she was she was still so stubbornly nice and respectful towards her. If it were any other owner or human she might be beaten to a pulp. That’s why she couldn’t for a life of her understand why she said such horrible things towards Y/N when all she wanted was to be a great mate.

Earlier …

Yoonji? A soft knock was heard from the other side of Yoonji’s bedroom. Yoonji ought to reply but she just feels annoyed all day, she thinks that maybe after a very long time that she haven’t felt it, it’s finally time.

Instead of responding to her like a normal being. She opt to swung the door open and gave the most nastiest scowl she can give her. Y/N was a bit surprised to how Yoonji opened the door, but eh? It’s what Yoonji always do. Yoonji’s living with her for nearly four months already so she’s used to her outbursts from the sanctuary to now so she just shrugged and continued on to what she originally wanted to show her.

Sorry to bother you Yoonji, but if you have a minute I just wanted to show you something. Y/N said with enthusiasm that made Yoonji cringe more but followed after her anyway.

Of all things that Y/N could give Yoonji, Yoonji didn’t expect to see such beautiful thing.

Sitting in the middle of the living room was a brand new electric keyboard. It was the one that Yoonji had added in her kart in an online shopping app that she registered in. She dreamed about owning one ever since she watched people on Youtube play it. The sound of a piano or music really made Yoonji feel so relax and at ease. It makes her feel like despite everything that she’d been through there’s always calmness and hope. So why is it making her angry seeing it in the house before her very eyes? … She can’t even understand what Y/N was talking about. The anger, guilt, joy and remorse she was feeling made her snap at Y/N.

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW I’VE BEEN WANTING ONE HUH!

YOU THINK THAT BUYING ME ALL THESE SHIT THAT YOU’VE BEEN GIVING ME FOR THE PAST FEW MONTHS IS GOING TO MAKE ME SUCCUMB TO YOU!!! MAKE ME … MAKE ME PLIANT TO ALL YOUR DIRTY, TWISTED AND SICK MINDED WANTS!

Yoonji shouted at the top of her lungs. She really was fuming, why do you have to be so nice. It was much easier to have you be an evil person than this.

I-I th-thought this will make you happy, you always have a smile on your face whenever I see you listen to music. I even saw you move your fingers in the air like you were playing a piano so I thought it was best to give you one … I’m not giving you these things because I want you to submit to me. I-I just wanted to make you happy. That’s all I wanted to do for you. You deserve it, specially after everything you’ve been though.

AND YOU THOUGHT MATERIAL THINGS WOULD MAKE ME HAPPY! WOULD MAKE ME CONTENT AND SATISFIED. IF THAT’S WHAT MATTERED TO ME I WOULD HAVE TAKEN ALL THE GOLD, JEWELRIES AND MONEY THAT MY DEMON OWNER HAVE OFFERED ME! I-I DON’T EVEN---

With Yoonji’s rampage, she failed to see the hurt and the sorrow written all over Y/N’s face. While Yoonji was in the middle of mumbling profanities towards her she stopped when …

So why stay? Y/N whispered.

What the fuck did you say? Questioned Yoonji.

I said, why are you staying with me when you loath me Yoonji. She said now cold dark eyes staring right at her.

What Y/N said made Yoonji gulp and take a step back. She was speechless, she didn’t know what to say.

Why do you continue living with me when I just remind you that you are tied to someone so disgusting, so horrifying, so perverted, someone intolerable huh? She questioned slightly raising her voice to her.

What made Yoonji’s heart break was when Y/N said.

They said that having a mate will make you feel euphoria. All I wanted was to love my mate and be loved back. I didn’t know that until now I will never be worth it enough to love and be loved.

She tried. She knows in her heart that she tried but it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t always enough. When she was young, wanting the love and the attention of her parents. Giving her all in relationships be it friendships and romantic partners. It was Jisoo who stayed and loved her platonically and made her realized her worth and find her passion in looking after hybrids too.

Soulmates are a huge thing in society, even though having a soulmate as a human was rather rare than for hybrids. It’s not taken lightly. When you are given a soulmate you will be considered one of the lucky ones. Someone truly blessed with a partner mind, body, heart and soul connected to each other. So when she found out that she was one of the lucky ones given a soulmate she thank God for her. Y/N knew that it was going to be difficult to win Yoonji over, specially given that Yoonji had a rough life from cruel people before. When they first saw each other in the underground ring, Y/N instantly felt something deep inside of her, she knew that Yoonji felt it too, but Yoonji didn’t want to hope, since she thought that her mate was one of the people enjoying torturing their kind. But when she was rescued by Y/N and was treated as someone special, someone that was truly loved she didn’t how to react hence her lashing out on her every chance she get. Despite her bitchy attitude, Y/N was patient, understanding, caring and dare say loving too. Yoonji thought that Y/N will always stay like that, but today she pushed her too much to the point that all the fight that Y/N have for her seemed like it was gone now. Like Y/N has given up on her completely.

After the exchange that Y/N and Yoonji had in the living room, Y/N excused herself and went to her office. The time reads 12:13 am, and Yoonji never saw or heard Y/N go out of the office. Releasing a huge sigh, Yoonji tried to go to bed and told herself that in the morning she have to make things right with her.

The smell of coffee permeates the air. Yoonji always loved the smell of coffee, so flicking her tongue out she head out her bedroom. She slowly went to the kitchen when she was greeted by Y/N’s back. She’s cooking breakfast. There are two plates on the table and two mugs of coffee which made Yoonji believe that Y/N doesn’t hate her enough to just make breakfast for herself.

H-hey. Yoonji called out softly. She saw how Y/N tensed up but decided not to comment on it and just sat down on the stool in front of her.

Y/N acknowledge Yoonji with a side glance and continue cooking them some eggs. After she was done she placed their food on each of the plates. Sat down and gestured to Yoonji that she can eat. Yoonji felt how awkward and tense the atmosphere between them was. She wanted to say something, she doesn’t know but she knows she has to say something. When she was about to open her mouth and speak up, Y/N beat her to it.

I’m sorry Yoonji. I didn’t know that keeping you with me made you feel so caged up. I thought that us being mates was enough to make you feel at least okay with me, but I-I guess I was wrong. She told her.

Yoonji felt her stomach twist with how Y/N was still able to apologize when all she did was be a good human, a great mate. It was Yoonji who was supposed to apologize but Y/N continued and say …

So, I sent your papers back in the sanctuary. Don’t worry. I didn’t say anything bad about you. I told them that you need to make your own choices from now. And that you should be able to live your life the way you want it. And if being tied with a mate was something you hate don’t worry because I told them that we aren’t compatible and that you are free to do whatever you want right now.

Hearing those words from Y/N made Yoonji pale. She felt so lost, she knew that Y/N’s patience with her was running thin and that one day she will finally kick her out because she realized that she wasn’t worth it.

You don’t have to worry about money or housing because the sanctuary is willing to help you start a new lif--

NO!

Y/N was startled.

I-I don’t want that! I-I. Yoonji stammered.

Then what the fuck do you want Yoonji! I show you how much I’m happy and in love to have you as my mate, you hate me. I give you a way out, and you don’t want it too. Make up your mind! Y/N yelled.

It was the first time that Y/N ever yelled at her. The first that she showed a different emotion other than being in love with her. It scared Yoonji because Y/N might really think that Yoonji didn’t want this, didn’t want her. So she calmed herself and tried to speak up one more time. But she didn’t know how to say it so instead of talking she raised her arms and yanked Y/N close and wrapped her arms around her. She buried her head on the crook of her neck and stayed their. Y/N visibly stiffened, she wasn’t sure if she was even allowed to reciprocate the skinship Yoonji was giving. Sensing Y/N’s mental dilemma Yoonji whispered.

I’m sorry Y/N, I’m so sorry. I was afraid. I still am. All my life I’ve been looking forward to meet you but now that your really here. I-I’m afraid that one day you’ll realize I’m not someone worth having, keeping and loving. Yoonji said all these with tears streaming down her cheeks.

Y/N was surprised that Yoonji finally opened up to her. She knew how hard it was to think all these things but she’s so proud of Yoonji for pouring her heart out to her. Now she knows what Yoonji felt and she’s hoping for Yoonji to at least give her a chance to try. So, Y/N brought her hands to Yoonji’s cheeks and cup them. She was awestruck, it’s the first time that she’s seen Yoonji up close. She’s so so beautiful, despite having tear stains on her cheeks and having a flushed face. It made her look so adorable.

Thank you baby, thank you for finally telling me how you feel. Y/N said with love and adoration written on her face.

Yoonji feeling Y/N’s hands on her face made her feel so relaxed and comforted. She nuzzled one of Y/N’s hands and pouted. Yoonji sniffed Y/N and let herself finally sink in that her mate smells good and that she’s good. That she’s going to have a wonderful life with her.

You’re so beautiful and cute my baby. Y/N smiled at her.

Hearing those words from her made Yoonji feel shy so she wiggled out of Y/N’s hold and instead nuzzled back on the crook of Y/N’s neck. Y/N chuckled softly and wrapped her arms around Yoonji and started swaying them both slightly from side to side.

There were a lot of things that they have to talk about, they both knew that but it can wait for later. They just wanted to be in each other’s arms for now.

Logging out of her online classes. She stretch her arms and let out a big yawn. Yoonji just finished presenting her thesis in class and she received amazing feedback from the panel of professors listening to her. Her thesis took so much of her time and energy and now that’s finally out of the way she can finally relax.

Yoonji head out of her small studio room where she practically lives in because she attends online University and also where she works on her music. She went straight to their bedroom and laid in bed and was fast asleep.

She woke up when she felt pleasure between her legs. Opening her eyes, she looked down immediately and wasn’t shocked at what she sees. It’s what she loved waking up to. Being eaten out by the love of her life, her best friend, her mate.

Y/N looked up and their eyes met. She dragged her tongue from her slit to her clit where she suckled it, and released it with a pop.

Hi baby, you always taste so good. Y/N purred.

Feeling overwhelmed with arousal Yoonji tried to grind her pussy on Y/N’s face wanting to feel the pleasure her mate was giving her. She whined when Y/N stood on her knees and was far away from Yoonji’s aching pussy.

Mo-mommyyy pl-pleaassse, Yoonji needs you, my pussy needs you please. She begged her.

Looking down at Yoonji, Y/N can’t deny how beautiful, sexy and intoxicating her Yoonji was. Her cute nipples hard. Her legs spread wide open, giving her an amazing view of her glistening pussy. How smooth, flawless and pink her pussy was. But looking at Yoonji’s face was a stark contrast of her body. Her cheeks pink because of embarrassment and arousal. Her eyes are teary, which shows how needy she is with Y/N’s touch.

Y/N was taken back to reality when Yoonji whimpered and begged again to be filled up by her cock. Who was Y/N to deny such a request from her angel.

Quickly taking out her length. She aligned it at her lips dragging it up and down to get some of her juices on her tip. When Yoonji felt Y/N’s tip on her clit she shuddered, she wants to be full so she whined one more time and cried out when Y/N’s cock was shoved deep inside of her without warning.

Y/N took hold of Yoonji’s hips and started thrusting in and out of her fast.

Yeah, baby you want Mommy fucking you like this huh? Want Mommy pounding her baby’s tiny pussy. Y/N said while fucking her.

The only words coming out of Yoonji’s mouth were slurred words of yesses and Mommy.

With the intense pleasure that Yoonji feels she came right away without warning Y/N. She squirted when she came and the force of her orgasm pushed Y/N’s cock out. So, Y/N just decided to watch her Yoonji’s pussy squirt non-stop because of her orgasm. After a couple of seconds she shoved her cock back in again. Not wanting to let her baby rest. Yoonji loved being fucked multiple times. Because of that Y/N always made sure that Yoonji orgasmed at least three to four times so that she can finally be satiated.

After a couple of rounds later, heavy breaths were only heard in their bedroom as the couple looked up at the ceiling. They were a total mess. When Y/N was finally settled she got out of bed and went to their bathroom to wipe her cock and bring a cloth dipped in warm water so that she can finally clean Yoonji up. Her pussy was oozing with a mixture of her and Y/N’s cum. The bedsheet was also wet because of her squirts from their intense love making. Y/N nearing her she sat down at the bottom of the bed and gently drag the cloth to Yoonji’s pussy which made her whine from the overstimulation.

Mommy ‘sensitive she whined.

I know baby, Mommy’s sorry for going rough on you. Mommy just wanted to have her baby girl again after a couple of weeks of us being busy. I think we needed that. Y/N explained.

Yes Mommy. No worries, it wasn’t rough for me. It felt so so good. Always good whenever you fuck me. She said while grinning at her lover.

That’s great to hear baby. Now, come let’s take a shower. We need to clean up so that we can have dinner and rest for tonight. Y/N told her and Yoonji just nodded her headed.

Yoonji was being lifted up on Y/N’s arms towards the bathroom.

In the closed shower room, the sound of water falling and moans were heard once again.

4 years later …

Yoonji and Y/N were sitting on a picnic blanket surrounded by the food that they both prepared for their picnic. Whenever spring comes around it has been their tradition to go to a meadow deep inside a mountain trail near their place. This is where the couple just surround themselves with the sweet scent of wild flowers blooming and feeling the cool air on their skin as they laugh and talk about things happening about their lives.

It’s nearing sun down and both was just sitting in comfortable silence. Content to be together and just reflect on what their lives have been after the couple of years they’ve been together. When Yoonji was just staring at the horizon she always made sure to compliment how beautiful the sky was. While Yoonji does so, Y/N’s gaze remains on Yoonji alone, looking at the side profile of her mate. How cute her button nose crinkles when she smiles, how adorable her gummy smile was and her hair being blown by the wind. Yoonji looks ethereal, and Y/N feels so lucky to have her as a mate.

She’s so in love with her that’s why while Yoonji was so distracted she pulled out the ring inside her jacket and called Yoonji’s name.

Yoonji’s eyes grew big when she saw the diamond ring her mate was showing her, she shouldn’t be surprised because Y/N always hinted that she wanted to marry her mated or not but witnessing the scene before her surprised her a lot. Yoonji was so overwhelmed that she can’t say anything and just let the tears on her eyes flow freely down her cheeks. Seeing this made Y/N cup her cheeks and cooed at her.

Baby, why are you crying? Do you not want to marry me? Y/N queried.

Yoonji shook her head immediately and looked up at her mate and stuttered.

O-of c-course, I w-waaannnt too. She sobbed louder.

Hearing her response made Y/N relaxed so she chuckled at Yoonji’s reaction and just cradled her in her arms.

Then will you wear my ring baby? She prodded.

Yoonji offered her left hand and Y/N put the jewelry on her ring finger and kissed her temple afterwards.

T-thank you M-mommy for everything you’ve done for me. Yoonji said.

You don’t need to thank me baby, Y/N chastised.

No, I-I just want to tell you how happy and grateful I am for you. Thank you for rescuing me back in the underground ring. Thank you for being patient and lovely towards me the first months I was out, I know how rude and bitchy I was but instead of giving up on me, you stayed and proved how much you love me. Thank you f-for helping me live my life by going to school, now I’ve graduated and have an amazing job doing music. I c-can’t thank you enough but I will live my life showing you how much I love you. Yoonji proclaimed.

Thank you for telling me all of this my angel, I’ll do the same then too. I’ll live my life showing you how much I love you. Y/N responded.

The couple looked at each other and their lips met, the kiss then became more passionate as the lovers wanted to prove to the other how grateful they are to have each other. Yoonji then whimpered and say Mommy please make love to me. Who was Y/N to deny her mates request so she asked Yoonji to lay down on the picnic blanket they were sitting on. Yoonji looked so beautiful with her hair spread out above her head, one of the strap of her sundress down and she spread her legs wide to show Y/N that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Seeing that made Y/N chuckle.

My angel’s naughty, not wearing panties under her dress she said while going down on her.

Yoonji released a soft moan when she felt Y/N’s tongue lick her clit and suckle it.

Wanna be ready for you always Mommy, she claimed.

That’s my good girl Y/N responded and continued eating her out, within minutes Yoonji came with a gasp. Not letting her recover Y/N immediately released her cock from her underwear and shoved it in her wet pussy. Yoonji whined at how sensitive she was, but didn’t complain once Y/N started thrusting in and out of her.

Your so wet baby, so tight no matter how many times Mommy fucks your tiny pussy. She growled near Yoonji’s ear.

Yoonji just nodded, couldn’t speak up because of the intense pleasure she was experiencing.

Y/N couldn’t get enough of her so she took hold of Yoonji’s legs and brought her knees to her chest. When Yoonji was folded in half, Y/N started fucking her fast and hard. Yoonji started sobbing because with this position she can feel her Mommy deep inside of her, and with that she came with a squirt and despite how she was cumming hard Y/N still rammed her until she came inside her hard. Y/N thrusted a couple more times to ride out her orgasm and when both came down from their high’s they looked at each other and giggled. Y/N kissed Yoonji just because she looked so adorable with her gummy smile and told her I love you. In which Yoonji replied with an I love you too Mommy, so much.

FIN.

Author’s note: Hello there darlings, I hope this story made you fall in love with Min Yoonji, Because I did. If you want to read more of my works, do comment and like the stories I have in this blog and I will write soon – Love Francene Molove.

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