Taken In | Yuta hybrid au
My situation was unlike any other one. It was sharp and gently, yet slightly rounded to prevent any crimson slit from forming. It was different from many others, but not outcasted or shunned. It was just different from the norm in our society that’s all.
I still lived my life just the same as everybody else. I still had a home to come back to and friends to surround me with laughter from their antics. I still had someone to love me and hold me. Sure my life was more unique than others around me, but I would never trade it for anything. Even now as I finally made it into the overly large home. My hair was sopping wet and my clothes added an extra 5 pounds of weight to the bundles weighing down my arms into a searing ache.
My shoes were flipped off my feet carelessly and fortunately my socks were the on,y survivor from the cooling and wet assault from outside. I shuffled along the mahogany floors quickly and a sigh released form my rosy lips as the weight was dispensed onto a more durable surface that doubled as our counter. I rubbed my arms before preparing myself for this game of unwinding the plastic bags from another, one at a time.
It wasn’t even five seconds later that not one, not two, but five pairs of footsteps barreled down the hall, getting louder and louder until the footsteps revealed themselves. Two wolves, one bunny, one bear, and one panther sauntered into the kitchen. One wolf stood at a staggering 6'1 with his puppy smile. His russet ears twitched and his eyes disappeared into crescents of delight. His little collar jingled, bouncing the shiny ‘J’ around.
The other wolf had brown locks messily strewn across his forehead, slightly concealing his mischievous and playful mocha eyes that shined with delight. Yuta’s smile grew revealing pearly white teeth as he rounded the corner. His toned arms enveloped me into a warm hug and his nose nuzzled along my neck. His tail wrapped around my leg and his ears twitched at each different scent coming from my body. The fluffy silver fur faded into a rich black at the tip tickled the wet skin making my body squirm out of complete instinct.
A tsk/ scoff filled the space between us. Who the culprit was? The orange bunny of course. His ear stood tall minus the left one flopping down. His caramel eyes stared us down before his nose began to twitch at the heavenly scent surrounding the kitchen. A smile rose to my lips and I carefully and oh so tantalizingly slow pulled out a small rich carrot cake. Doyoung’s eyes widened at the dessert and he immediately dug into it, humming happily. Well until he felt a none-too-gently nudge on the back of his head.
The bunny turned, an icy glare at the culprit with a piece of cake in his mouth. The brown bear was unamused by the bunny, especially his manners. His eyes stared into Doyoung’s not faltering in the slightest. Hansol had his stare set on a Doyoung and his head nodded in my direction. Doyoung sighed and turned to me with a sheepish smile gracing his features. “Thanks for the carrot cake!”
I smiled at him. “No problem Doyoung. It’s the least I can do. After all you all did take me in and treat me like one of your own when I had nowhere to go. And for that I am truly grateful.”
He grinned back at me and continued to enjoy his carrot cake while the only other hybrid in the room began to help put away groceries. His black triangular ears blended in with his equally as dark hair and his long and lean tail flickered behind him. His eyes however were not like his feline body but more Puppy Esk. Each time he turned to garb another thing to put away, the collar he had jingled as the two letter ‘C’ and ’T! Clinked together. Chittaphon was his name, but he preferred Ten as it was shorter and easier to pronounce.
ldquo;Thank you Ten!” I grinned and he returned it.
“No problem y/n! Nobody else was helping and you aren’t able to move right now so I thought I’d do it for you.” He grinned before snatching a cookie and heading out of the kitchen swiftly.
I gathered the plastic bags and attempted to move to the pantry to store them for later. Key word attempted. The wolf had me trapped in his arms, unable to move. A huff left my lips and I tapped his arms softly. “Yuta can you let go please? I need to take these to the pantry and then I need to change our of these wet clothes.”
His nose nuzzled the skin again before he pecked the spot and released his grip on me, allowing me to dispense the bags into the pantry and head upstairs with the affectionate and playful wolf on my heels. He sat himself on the bed do our shared room and watched as my figure darted from one part of the room to another, gathering more things in my hand.
“Okay I’m gonna go take a quick shower. You stay here. I mean it this time Yuta I don’t need another heart attack.” I said eyes watching him as he chuckled at the last time where he practically scared the loving daylights out of me.
My eyes narrowed at him as I stepped backwards towards the shower fire darting inside and locking the door. I turned the water on and threw my rain soaked outfit into the hamper and jumped under the warm water. I quickly washed my hair and face before mentally preparing myself for shaving. I lathered my leg in soap and began the tedious process of shaving.
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One down. One to go.’ I thought as I rinsed and lathered the other leg.
It was going well until the sharp sting made a hiss release from my mouth. My eyes caught the little cut as it released blood into the water. I held one finger over it while I quickly and carefully finished shaving. I cautiously wrapped myself in a towel and assessed the damage. I got myself pretty good as it was still bleeding. I pressed a paper towel to the wound and quickly dressed in my underwear, lounge shorts, and one of Yuta’s t-shirts that was way to big for me.
I slowly hobbled out of the bathroom holding the paper towel firmly to the cut. Yuta was laid back on the bed, eyes closed as if he was asleep, but I knew better. His ears gave him away. They twitched at the noise of the door unlocking and opening and my footsteps shuffling into the room quite slow. He opened his eyes and was immediately on his feet once he saw me, wet hair still dropping from my shower, bent down with a tissue on my leg. He quickly jumped up and disappeared out the door before returning with a bandaid.
He gently urged me to sit on the bed as he bandaged my cut before kissing it softly. I smiled at him and he returned it before his eyes flickered to my wet hair. He dashed into the bathroom and grabbed a towel and quickly sat behind me drying my hair gently. Once he was done he moved my hair to the side and kissed my neck before nuzzling his nose into the skin again. I leaned back to him with a hum as his arms wrapped around my figure, keeping me warm and comfortable.
My eyes slipped shut as I turned my body to fit more comfortably with his. My hand searched for his and intertwined our fingers together as his lips pressed to my forehead spreading warmth to the skin. “Thank you for taking care of me.” I whispered to the hybrid before exhaustion caught up and I was out like a light.
~Nik
