Summary: Hybrids have always been known to humanity after scientist decided to test the limits of the animal genetics on humans. Now the world uses them as adoptable companions, which is why a group of friends found their way at a Hybrid Shelter. Though one trip turns into an ugly fight involving Yoongi to walk away—But what happens when that same male finds a cat hybrid that is scared out of her mind with a dark past. Who said that dark past was over?
~Pairing: Min Yoongi (BTS) | Suga x Hybrid f! Reader
~Genre: Angst & Fluff, Hybrid au
~Word Count: 3.7K
**WARNING: This chapter contains bullying, PTSD, and slight violence... If this makes you uncomfortable or triggers you in anyway. Please do NOT read!**
The female leader snapped out of her shock, puffing out her chest and straightening up at the challenge. Blackish and brown eagle wings bristled behind, flexing wide to show her dominance over you. The action immediately causing the two lackies to submit, avoiding all eye contact as possible by tilting their heads toward the ground. Their bodies hunching over to curl in on themselves to appear smaller than they actually are.
“What’s this, a mere cat is standing up for a fox hybrid? Dear… You do know that your nothing but prey to him, right?” The hybrid snapped, anger bursting inside that someone below her species was giving off a defiance. Not appreciating how you didn’t show an ounce of submission or fear, only unconsciously straightening up more to show off your power instead.
Though the eagle hybrid made no sign of moving, fierce eyes calculating her odds and tactics before attacking.
“This mere cat is going to kick your ass if you don’t get out of here. Unlike you dear, I am more bite than bark,” You hissed, teeth baring as the white lie fell easily from your lips as if it was true. Although you’d love to think that you could rip the bird’s head off with no problem, you also knew that fighting was not your strongest ability.
As well, going up against a predator? That was a death wish waiting to happen.
Still… One glance at Jimin, and you knew it was worth a shot to try. Rather taking on all three if it meant that he would be safe—But the comment seemed to upset the bird hybrid more, a screeching noise that sounded more animalistic echoed throughout the air that had your sensitive ears flinching. Even causing some real birds to fly off while rodents ran for cover, neither wanting to be a victim.
Tensing, you watched all logic go out the window when seeing the female’s eyes shine with nothing but wrath and lust for blood… You’re blood.
Cat reflexes starting to kick in and go into overdrive, hearing the whistling sound of the wind as the hybrid’s wings stretched out to give her an extra boost in steps. You barely managed to jump out of the way in time to avoid being tackled to the ground.
However, a hiss left your lips noticing that she was much closer to a statue-like Jimin The idea of the hybrid being remotely lose to him left a bitter taste on your tongue, not wasting time to practically force the eagle to follow with a tight grip upon her wing. Squeaks of pain leaving the bird’s mouth with a surprised gasp, especially after getting roughly shoved to the snowy ground by the other’s two feet.
“Pretty feathers, too bad there attached to someone with a shitty personality,” You scoffed, twisting a single feather that managed to get yanked undone between your thumb and index finger. Golden eyes following the movement, zooming in on the beautiful feather that fell to the street before the wind picked it up and out of sight.
During that time, you didn’t know better that the fuse to a bomb inside started to ignite. Everything going by so fast, not allowing you to process anything until it was too late.
Choking from the force, you staggered back when a punch to the face had your eyes watering. You didn’t even have time to defend yourself before more assaults came that had you coughing and wheezing. The eagle hybrid didn’t hesitate or have any regrets as she kneed you in the stomach that made your body double over in pain to the ground. She didn’t even give you a chance to catch your breath before another blow was delivered that had you crying out—Get up… A chant-like marathon echoed throughout your head, teary eyes cracking open slightly to see the bright sky.
Except, another the swing of the female’s leg had your body forcing itself to the side from the powerful kick. Blue sky long gone as your body felt like it was on fire, lungs burning for oxygen and ears pinning back in distress. The feeling had you curling in on yourself.
“Pathetic… Not saying anything now, huh kitty? I wonder what that fox thinks of you, trying to defend his honor, only to end up like a piece of gum on the floor. You couldn’t even put up much of a fight,” A voice cackled near your ear, her presence looming over you as the eagle bent down with a scowl.
The mention of the fox hybrid had your eyes snapping open straight away, searching before landing on a shivering figure. You had no idea how much time passed or if the others were looking for the two of you, but right now. In this moment… You couldn’t give a single fucks as your eyes focused on the tear stains that was covering dried up blood from the mark that SHE caused.
Biting your tongue, you fought against the pain in your stomach and everywhere else. The taste of copper tainting your taste buds from the punch in the face earlier. The hybrid, who’s guard was down, let out a shocked gasp as she staggered backwards from an elbow to the face. It distracted the eagle enough to let you stand up.
The sudden turn of events had the other two hybrids springing into action. Thankfully the two were much smaller than you, being easier to knock them down with little trouble.
Panting in exhaustion, not noticing the taller hybrid behind you until it was too late as a silent scream fell from your lips. Sharp talons digging into your shoulder blade that had you wanting to fall to the ground and cry.
“You’re starting to piss me off,” Hands shoved you with little effort and care into the wall right next to Jimin, causing him to winch at the sound it made. Biting your lip, you stared directly into cold eyes with no fear… Not wanting to give her the satisfaction that you were in pain all over.
“Jimin… Leave,” You croaked out, the comment had the eagle smirking at the requested demand. She didn’t even bother to take her eyes off you, knowing damn well that the fox wasn’t worth it anymore. But the girl that tried to stop her from having “fun” …Well that was a different story, and she was determined to leave a life learning lesson here to never mess with someone below your own species again.
“Wha—”
“NOW!” You growled, holding onto the wrist of the hand that was planted against your own throat. You could feel the cold touch of the sterling silver metal from your tag rubbing into the skin, gritting your teeth when the black collared tightened. Ears flickering when hearing the fox hybrid scramble to his feet and run in a hurry, scared yips leaving his mouth as the smell of roses and peaches faded away.
“Sending the fox away? Good idea kitty… We wouldn’t want him third wheeling on our little fun together,” The eagle grinned devilishly, her grip tightening that had you clenching with the idea of being corned until Jimin gets help. “What should I do with you? …Break a bone? How about leave a permanent scar?”
The list went on that would have had most people shiver in fear, but you showed no signs. In fact, you stared dead in the eye of the women that had won this fight with a hard glare… It didn’t upset you as much as you would’ve thought.
It was fine.
Jimin was safe and that was all that mattered. You handled far worse anyways, and the thought of Jimin going through the same thing as the light dimmed out of his eyes was worth being in this place instead of him.
Golden eyes scanned your face, humming deep in thought on what she could do. However a single movement had her slightly glancing up as a wide smile formed, her feather that was plucked earlier and picked up by the wind flew by next to your fluffy black cat ears. It had her grin growing wider than the grinch. “Oh, I know exactly what to do with you darling.”
“How about an eye for an eye? You remember my pretty little feather? …Well it’s time that I pluck something of yours too,” A sickly sweet voice caught your attention, nose scrunching up in confusion on what that meant until something happened that had you stiffening.
Sharp long nails dragging along the tip to the base of your ear, the action having it flinch back in disgust at the feeling. It didn’t feel anything like the way Yoongi does it, how it always felt comforting when he brushed his fingers in your fur or scratched around that area.
No—This felt wrong and frighteningly… familiar.
It felt like an ice-cold bucket of water was thrown over your body, breathing starting to turn ragged as your pupils widen in fear. Palms feeling sweaty as your tail wrapped around you in comfort as best it could, while your mouth went dangerously dry—Just like that… you weren’t on the side of a convenience store pinned down, you weren’t with a threatening eagle hybrid, there was no such thing as Yoongi (That has been searching for you for a while in worry).
No… You were at a place that you’d only seen in dreams. Somewhere you never wanted to physically return too.
You were back, and that familiar face staring deep into your soul had you paling hard. A hand that was pressing your collar against your throat wasn’t there, but an itchy rope that had you wanting to vomit as it dug deeper into your skin. Panicked eyes watching as the mouth moved, not hearing a single word over the ringing of your own heartbeat. You felt the all too familiar feeling of something being broken inside your body, when in reality, everything was in their rightful place.
“Filth, people like you should be an abomination. Don’t worry, I know a perfect remedy that will have you knowing your place in life,” The laugh had you shivering in place, a cold touch against your fluffy ears made you freeze—Then…
Red.
That’s all you saw while fighting the force that was trying to hold you in place. Vicious hisses that held nothing, but venom left your lips as you screamed, fighting with all your might. You didn’t even realize what you were doing in the real world as you kept up your assault against the face that haunted your mind. The reason you ran and never looked back, the person that had you preparing to die in an alleyway instead of in that house—Raising your arm, you were about to deliver the final bowl against the slightly cracked mirror of your past.
That is until a hand reached out to grab your wrist in a calming/gentle, but forceful manner.
The action had you crying out in anger, feral slit eyes swiftly looking for the one responsible that immobilized your clenched fist. However, you froze… wild green eyes coming face-to-face with concerned chocolate drop eyes.
Yoongi.
Everything faded away, the memories melting to nothing but a hazy mess. Yoongi’s grip relaxing and releasing your wrist when seeing you come back to your senses as your posture relaxed, hand unclenching. Glancing down, your eyes widen when seeing you straddling the unconscious hybrid. Her face covered in scratch marks, bites, and bruises. Blood rolling down her parted lips, the only sign that she was still alive was the up and down breathing of her chest.
Scanning the area, you noticed the others here as well—Jimin shaking in place as Hoseok tried to comfort the fox hybrid, while Namjoon tried to pull the other three from practically strangling the two hybrids that stared upon you with fear in their own eyes. Scared squeaks leaving them as they didn’t hesitate to transform into their bird forms, flying away when seeing they now had your attention on them.
“I… I’m sorry, I—” You stuttered over your words, not exactly knowing what to say. Hell, you didn’t even know who exactly you were apologizing too. Hands blindly finding the ground to help you stand on wobbly legs. Stumbling in pain or fear, you didn’t know… Shakily turning to leave back to the car. However before you could even make a single step in that direction, someone grabbed your hand to stop yourself from leaving. The action making you tense once more.
“DON’T TOUCH ME!!” You shouted, yanking in back with not much effort before wrapping your own warms around you as a shield. As if it was going to make you turn invisible against the world. Directing your sharp gaze to whoever reached out for you, eyes widening when seeing a hurt expression on Jungkook’s face.
This was the first time that you actually saw fright in the bunny’s eyes as he staggered back before quickly hopping to hide behind his hyungs. Immediately guilt consumed your heart that had you wanting to reach out to the youngest, but you didn’t. You couldn’t… Not right now at least.
“I’m sorry… Jungkook I—Just… please, leave me alone,” You whispered out in a broken voice, tightly closing your eyes shut to not see the others faces. Afraid they will be staring at you in disappointment, anger, or disgust. You didn’t waste time to run towards one of the cars, slamming the door closed as you transformed to hide underneath the seat, far from everyone. Staring off into the distance, tears silently streaming down and staining your fur.
The hybrids tagged along in the car you were in to try and comfort you, but to no avail. Tension in the air was thick, and the smell of blood had the hybrids whimpering as they felt you in pain. Even Jungkook was worried, despite being snapped at like if you were ready to bite his head off. He knew that you didn’t mean it.
No one said a word for the whole ride, not even music played on in the background.
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“PSTD?” Yoongi frowned, eyebrow raising in question as Seokjin explained the symptoms and how it develops after a traumatic situation.
The seven stood outside the car, their last stop before their final destination since a bathroom break was much needed right about now. However, you still refused to come out of your hiding spot in the car. Not even bothering to transform back, it was starting to make everyone anxious with worry on not seeing your smile. They were so use to you starting to become comfortable around them that this setback was unsettling.
“This actually explains what happened hours earlier. She could have gained it when Y/N lived with her old owner—I mean… Y/N has only lived with Yoongi for close to a year now but for her mind it could still be fresh down memory lane,” Namjoon nodded along in agreement, deep in thought as the rest of the males tensed at the idea of you reliving the exact moment that caused you pain. “None of us have the whole story on what exactly happened in her past, but whatever it was… It had a major impact on her mental state.”
“What should we do then? She’s in a fragile state right now, we should help—I should help! What do you need me to do? …Yoongi?” Hoseok whined, sad puppy dog eyes starting to water as his floppy ears drooped over in distress. Immediately looking towards the second oldest with permission to go and cuddle you.
Hoseok didn’t like the fact that you were in pain, or that you were starting to shut yourself down from them again. The dog hybrid prided himself on being able to help anyone, especially his loved ones. So feeling useless right now was foreign to him, instincts screaming at him to go make you feel better until your eyes sparkled brighten than the sun.
“Well the first thing we can do is be patient, Hobi. None of us should rush her to do anything she doesn’t feel like doing. It will just put more pressure on her mental state that will have Y/N pushing us further away,” Seokjin stated firmly, nods of understanding going around as Hoseok deflated slightly but didn’t protest. Although the seven wished to do more than sit back until you decided to come towards them again, they also knew that giving you space was something that was desperately needed.
“Honestly, the best thing any of us can do right now is act normal. If we just be ourselves around her, Y/N will start to relax and ease up,” Jimin encouraged, a small smile breaking out to lift their sour moods. The comment had everyone’s gaze turning on the fox hybrid with soft eyes.
It took an hour until Jimin could calm down and fully speak a full sentence, and yet even so, he would rather look out for others instead of himself.
“That’s a great idea—How are you feeling though? Does this still sting?” Seokjin asked in concern, cupping Jimin’s face gently as a single thumb rubbed against the small bandage on the fox’s cheek. Despite wincing from the wound, Jimin looked up at the oldest with innocent eyes as his tail waved around in happiness.
“I’m fine! In the beginning… I was a little shaken up, but if it hasn’t been for Y/N. Well let’s just say that I’m grateful she was there for me in time,” Jimin sighed in adoration for the black cat, wanting nothing more than to go and cuddle you in thanks for protecting him against those three females. The mating season making Jimin turn into putty at the thought of a cuddle session later.
At the confession, Taehyung sighed in relief, letting out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding in. The white tiger not wasting time to hug his best friend in comfort and reassurance, for both of them.
When the both of you disappeared for a long time, everyone was in distraught as they searched around the gas station for you guys. None of them thinking to look on the side of the building as their minds were scrambled with possible scenarios on what happened—Not even the hybrids could track you and Jimin down, their sense of small not being able to pinpoint anything out against the bunch of scents that were mixed in the outside air. But when Jimin came running towards them in fear and panic without you by his side, they immediately knew something was wrong.
Especially after a terrified and wild scream was heard that had Yoongi on edge when recognizing your tone of voice.
“Although this is no one’s fault, we all should’ve known better to keep a better eye on Jimin. His rut attracts unwanted attention and—Wait a second… Guys, where’s Jungkook?” Namjoon started to lecture everyone, even himself, until he counted the group. Needing to do a double take when realizing the bunny hybrid was missing.
“What? He was here a minute ago,” Yoongi mumbled, scrunching up his nose as everyone now started to search for the tall hybrid. They didn’t even notice Jungkook leaving them during their conversation, the bunny hybrid being silent when he wants to be.
“We didn’t step on him, right?!” Hoseok panicked, immediately transforming to sniff the ground as Seokjin looked under the car in case the bunny was hiding. Taehyung didn’t waste time to transform as well, deciding to search the ground but making sure to be close to Jimin. The fox hybrid trying to use the white tiger’s body as a small stool to peak over the car’s roof because the thing about Jungkook is… He likes to hide anywhere in the most unconventional places.
“Did we leave this car door open?” Namjoon asked, confusion all over his face at the cracked open door. The question catching everyone’s attention as they all but ran to squeeze themselves through the door but seeing no one. That is until they heard soft little snores underneath the seat that didn’t sound at all like you.
Each member of the group trying to peak underneath the car seat, eyes widening seeing the bunny hybrid huddled up in a content sleeping position. They couldn’t help but sigh as they smiled when you unconsciously curled around the black fluff ball as Jungkook snuggled further into your side with a twitch of his button nose.
Earlier when his hyungs was explaining the situation you were currently going through, Jungkook decided to sneak away without warning. There was determination in his wide doe eyes as he transformed into a bunny as soon as he stepped into the car. Not hesitating to crawl in a slow movement toward your sleeping form, being extra careful to not alert you of his presence. Afterwards, sleep was not hard to come by as he got wrapped up in your warmth and lovely scent. Loving when your tail wrapped around him like a blanket.
“That sneaky little brat…”
It wasn’t long before the rest of the hybrids found themselves asleep in the car too. Hoseok knocked out at the foot of the seat in a comfortable rolled up position, wanting to be close to you as well but not being able to fit underneath the seat like Jungkook. Nearby Taehyung and Jimin were both sleeping together, but in the backseat, the fox cuddled up in the arms of the white tiger.
Everyone was comfortable as music played on, until a phone started to ring. Yoongi reaching out in his pocket to stop the sound from waking the hybrids up as he answered the incoming call. Seokjin's voice echoing throughout the walkie-talkie from the other car. Not bothering to stop his rapping skills as he continued to drive, yelling at someone out the window as they cut him off.
“Hello? No, yeah, we’re almost there—Yah, what do you mean that I’m a sloth?! I wasn't the one driving half the time! …Yes, I can’t wait for you to meet her too. Okay, we’ll see you soon. Bye, eomma.”
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Summary: Hybrids have always been known to humanity after scientist decided to test the limits of the animal genetics on humans. Now the world uses them as adoptable companions, which is why a group of friends found their way at a Hybrid Shelter. Though one trip turns into an ugly fight involving Yoongi to walk away—But what happens when that same male finds a cat hybrid that is scared out of her mind with a dark past. Who said that dark past was over?
~Pairing: Min Yoongi (BTS) | Suga x Hybrid f! Reader
You couldn’t believe how the time passed without a second thought.
Days getting turned into weeks, and soon months were crafted with a new season hitting the city in full force. Your eyes shined brightly, never once breaking contact from the window to watch snowflakes fall and cover everything in a white blanket. You could almost feel the cold nip against your nose through the glass barrier, despite the heater being turned on inside the house.
Usually, you despised the cold… the weather making you sleepier than usual as the feline inside wanted nothing more than to hide under a warm blanket, hissing at the world until spring came along. While the sun melted every piece of ice in sight to make room for blooming flowers. However, you didn’t hiss or had the heart to muster up a glare—You couldn’t.
This was the first time you’ve ever seen such a wonderful sight.
Snow was something magical, each differently shaped snowflake that was delicately crafted from water were falling gracefully as the wind guided them though the air and hit any surface that came along. Glistening in the little sunlight that was provided through the clouds, despite the fear of being melted one day—Yet, like a rose with thorns… all beauty could be dangerous. The ice being able to fuse together and harden for an attack that could leave you sore for days, or how a touch can feel like its freezing and burning your fragile skin at the same time.
Mother Nature being the only one that could control this wild force, deciding each minute whether you should fear or embrace the cold. It was absolutely beautiful and…
Deadly.
A single knock pulled you out of your daze, ears perking straight up at the sound and peeling away from the window with a new found curiosity. Who was here at this time of day, especially in this weather? Tilting your head with a frown, you practically ran towards the room where a certain male was planning to sleep half the morning away without a care in the world.
Not hesitating, you jumped on the bed and crawled with a balance to not fall off the big lump so you could wake Yoongi out of his peaceful slumber. A shiver went down your spine when coming face-to-face with him, Yoongi’s calming scent and warmth radiating off him hitting you full force. Every instinct was telling yourself to join him and prance around in dreamland.
Winter used to terrify you… this season being the hardest for you to stay awake without proper motivation. Every year, before meeting the boys, had you shaking in your fur. That any second, you’d accidently fall asleep defenseless against them—Now? All you wanted to do was watch the snow outside, help Yoongi decorate and cook, while cuddling up in his jacket that you still have secretly hidden away underneath the couch at the end of the day.
Shaking your head, you snapped back into the real world and started pushing against Yoongi’s nose with a paw. Only for nothing to happen but a slight twitch.
Frowning, your tail flickered around as you had just finished licking Yoongi on his cheek for the third time in a row. Not even the sandpaper feeling against him did anything, Yoongi not moving or giving any indication that waking up was an option right now. The only sound leaving his lips were light snores—Geez… this guy was definitely a dead sleeper like Jungkook whenever his schedule is free for the day. It’s like Yoongi is practicing to be a stone in his next life!
Everything you tried wasn’t working, but maybe…
No! Immediately, you turned down your brain’s idea on transforming to wake Yoongi up. Not wanting to face the cringy mess of having to explain on why you’d be practically straddling him while he was sleeping. Plus, you’ve seen how Yoongi reacts whenever the guys decide to wake him from a nap early. Wincing at the memory of him cussing and throwing pillows in a grumpy sleep induced state before actually tackling the guys to the ground.
No yeah… being in cat form was safer to run and hide just in case.
Impatient knocking echoed out once more, reaching your sensitive ears that had you flinching from hearing the noise perfectly clear, despite being far away. Whoever was at the door began banging harder and louder than last time, as if they were in a hurry and knew you two were home. Though Yoongi continued to sleep soundly, even snuggling deeper into the covers and letting out a content sigh.
Glancing down, you glared in irritation and pinned your ears back. It was like he was purposely doing that to tease you on your incapability to wake him.
That’s it!—Hissing in annoyance and eyeing a piece of exposed skin, you leaned down and bit the area. A growing hope that the painful sting on his neck will wake the lazy bum.
However just as your canines sank down lightly, being careful to not puncture too deep but enough to get a painful feeling into it, a noise echoed throughout the quiet room from beneath your cat body that had you freezing in place for a second. Eyes widening, you pulled away from the sleeping man as if touching Yoongi burned you—There was no way, you had to have imagine that… right?
Yoongi couldn’t have moaned in his sleep from what you did. Although the more you thought about it, the more you lost grip on reality. Accidently slipping on the blankets and getting tangled up, falling to the ground with a shrieking cry. Cats are supposed to land gracefully, and you were ashamed to admit that was not the case for you.
The loud thump and panicked meow reached the music lover’s ears, Yoongi waking up completely startled and disoriented from the distressed sound. He didn’t know what happened, eyes still heavy with sleep and scanning the room. A single hand brushing through his bedhead, messing it up even further.
“Kitten?” Yoongi groggily questioned, finally noticing your flattened form on the ground. The nickname and raspy voice, itself, had blood rushing up to your face. Not giving it a second thought to scramble to your feet, leaving a confused Yoongi behind in the bedroom. You couldn’t manage facing him right now, having tripped over yourself in the hallway before getting back up to dive under the couch in embarrassment and confusion.
There was this weird feeling building up inside, your stomach and chest feeling as if they were going to exploded from this feeling. You didn’t know what was happening or exactly what this feeling was. How is Yoongi doing this? Controlling your heart rate and making it beat a thousand miles a minute… Honestly, you were glad being a cat so he couldn’t see how warm your face feels.
You stiffened unconsciously when hearing another banging knock, footsteps sounding from the hallway as they dragged themselves to the door. Your eyes widen, forgetting that someone was still waiting in the hallway. This was the very reason you went to wake up Yoongi in the first place.
“Finally! We were freezing in the hallway and looking like idiots. What took you so long? What if we were dying or being murdered?!” Seokjin dramatically gasped, a playful scolding tone in his voice. The familiar sound and smells had you perking right up, wiping what had happened between you and asleep Yoongi for a moment out of your mind.
Six figures were practically shoving there way inside, sighing in relief when feeling their cold bodies heat right back up.
“Yah, what do you mean? You always look like idiots…” Yoongi smirked, jokingly snorting in laughter when needing to dodge hands swatting him, or in some cases… hybrids from biting his legs.
“I can’t believe you. Is this any way to treat the most handsomeness member in the group? I don’t know how Y/N can stand you,” Seokjin mumbled out, a small smile forming despite the offending comment seeing Yoongi’s eyes light up at the mention of your name. Even through the playful banter, the guys could tell that you were the best thing that happened to Yoongi. In fact, you were the best thing to happen to all of them… it felt like their group was complete when your around.
“I feed her… that’s how,” Yoongi scoffed and brushed it off like he didn’t care, but the gummy smile that was slowly itching to appear on his face gave the music composer away. The guys giving each other knowing looks before directing their attention back to him. “Why didn’t you just let yourself in anyways? You have a key, remember? It wouldn’t be the first time one of you broke into my home using it.”
Yoongi didn’t even bother apologizing on keeping them stuck outside, it wasn’t like he insisted for them to come over at this time—Hell, if he told them to stay away… those six would barge in either way! Shaking his head, Yoongi dragged himself to the kitchen without another word to make some much needed coffee.
He knew once the guys were here that going back to sleep wasn’t possible unless they knocked out first.
“Did… We did have a key. Namjoon lost it,” Jungkook explained in a small mumble, yawning loudly. Mornings never were his favorite, and it didn’t help that it was extremely cold outside. Namjoon’s face turned slightly guilty as a sheepish smile appeared, rubbing the back of his neck as Yoongi raised an eyebrow in question. Everyone knew that Namjoon wasn’t to be trusted with important things like that to hold, the man being able to lose a car if given the chance… or break one.
“Who was the genius that left Joon in charge of the key?” Yoongi chuckled lightly, not noticing Seokjin’s face slowly turn pink from the comment. The oldest refusing to meet anyone’s eyes as Jungkook grinned widely, sleep starting to become a second thought.
“Oh, that genius was—” Jungkook was about to rat out the culprit until a hand slapped over his mouth, nervous chuckles leaving Seokjin as everyone else held back their laughter. Even you knew who was responsible, biting your tongue while finally getting out from under the couch. Your eyes scanning the scene around the room.
You couldn’t help but grin in amusement, watching Seokjin give silent daggers to the youngest. A message clear as day to not say another word or else… an empty threat indeed and the bunny knew it, his wide doe eyes spelling mischief right away. However, it immediately faded when making eye contact with you out of the corner of his eye.
Jungkook’s bunny ears standing tall before transforming into his small bun form, hopping towards you with such excitement before snuggling into your side affectionally. He loved your scent, and the warmth radiating off you was an added bonus for him to enjoy.
It was then that you noticed a tired looking Hoseok and Taehyung making their own way over as well. The golden retriever and tiger being slower in their steps before plopping right next to you, curling themselves in a cuddling position. Winter seemed to be affecting them too, the cold having made them sleepier and less active.
Though, Jimin was practically bouncing with energy but also looking hesitant to get near you… fox eyes glancing at Namjoon in nervousness. His bright fox tail, which was getting lighter in color, waved back and forth impatiently. Trying, you strained your ears to listen in on the conversation seeing Namjoon softly whisper something in Jimin’s ears as Seokjin gave them something from his jacket pocket… it looked like an orange bottle. Frowning, you didn’t take your eyes off the fox hybrid as Jimin squirmed uncomfortably and didn’t waste time to swallow a single pill from the container he was handed.
Is Jimin sick or something?
“He is in heat…” Hoseok brushed his nose against the side of your cheek for comfort. The dog hybrid, while he was tired, could feel your distress rolling off in waves and he didn’t like it. Although the touch had you jumping a few feet in the air, you didn’t push Hoseok away and instead tried to process the new piece of information. “…Foxes usually go into mating season in the winter, so Jimin has to take suppressants for now to control his rut.”
“During this time, Jimin is semi-fine when it is only us. Though, you are part of our little pack now and since your female… its harder for him,” Jungkook stated sympathetically, glancing at his hyung. Jimin was practically bouncing on the heels of his feet as he waited for the pill to work, trying to block out your wonderful scent. “Jimin is trying his hardest to push down any instinct that wants to break free, I don’t think it helps that our scents are all over you.”
Poor Jimin… you felt guilt consume your heart that he was suffering in his own body because of you. Jungkook was right, it didn’t help that a bunch of other male scents were covering you or how everywhere in this house smelled of your territory more than theirs now. You remembered all those days being in heat, having pushed down the urge and straining yourself to stop the natural process early that it had you in tears. Painful couldn’t begin to described anything that you felt during that, it felt like someone was digging a butter knife into you to rip out your heart.
Until eventually, it stopped happening altogether. The stress on your body constantly from being in a bad environment has every heat cycle end before it began. Though it was better that way… least than you didn’t have to constantly get pulls that were, very likely not subscribed, shoved down your throat whenever they saw a sign that you were in heat.
Although, if Jimin was on his rut… Why isn’t he mating with someone? Surely those can be arranged somewhere that is completely safe for him. Least that’s what you heard recently, how most hybrids were able to arrange a mating playdate when in heat or on their rut.
“Jimin doesn’t like the idea of mating with someone he doesn’t know that is picked only based on being the same species. Plus, what’s the point of mating with a female for life if you only like each other purely on lust? Especially if they don’t have a good relationship with any of us,” Taehyung explained, answering your question as if he read your mind not a few moments ago. The tiger scoffed at the idea, shuffling slightly so he could see his best friend better. Taehyung never liked when his brothers were in pain during their rut… but they all absolutely refused such a thing as an arranged mating.
Feeling the pair of eyes on him, Jimin glanced over at the four of you on the floor with a bright smile. That million-dollar smile had all your hearts clenching, even in his suffering Jimin tries to act like he is alright. However, the fox hybrid wanted nothing more than to jump into the pile of his friends to cuddle, but Jimin knew that once he got near you… He would be wrapping his tail around your body and growling at any male that got nearby. This was why he didn’t want to go out or come over today, it was bad enough that Taehyung had to physically chase away multiple females in the lobby on the way up here.
“Look, it doesn’t matter who the deviously handsome genius was that gave Namjoon the key to your place! What matters is that are you and Y/N ready to go?” Seokjin asked, the question catching Yoongi off-guard that he choked on the hot coffee. The action causing Jimin to quickly rush over to pat his back gently, concern written on his angel face.
“Ready for…?” Yoongi trailed off unsure, immediately catching everyone’s attention who actually knew what was going to happen today.
“Yoongi, please tell me that you are both packed at least?” Seokjin slowly spit out, holding the bridge of his nose as Namjoon held back an amused grin. Even Jimin had to bite down on his tongue, not wanting to be scolded too.
“Right… packed. Uh, of course we are! In fact, Y/N why don’t you come help me with the bags and we’ll meet you in the lobby,” Yoongi coughed awkwardly, forcing an innocent smile upon his face. It looked totally normal like he was telling the truth, but everyone knew better when seeing the man all but ran to the bedroom.
“You never packed, did you?” Hoseok questioned, amusement lacing in his voice. You could feel the vibrations Jungkook was causing from laughing too much in your hip, the little bun shaking in his fur. Glancing over at the hybrid as he stared with a twinkle in his eyes, you shook your head before getting up scoffing.
“I don’t even know what I am packing for.”
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“Now… I know why we’re in the car. Though it’s my job as the second oldest to make sure the youngest knows why they’re in the car,” Yoongi asked in the walkie talkie, the question making you smile slightly while looking out the window.
It’s been already hours into the road since Yoongi came barreling into the lobby with bags ready and shoving them in his car. Though he still didn’t know what he was driving for, needing to follow the car Jungkook was driving that held Namjoon, Jimin, and Hoseok inside. Seokjin wasn’t any help, refusing to tell Yoongi where they were heading and only focusing on the road while singing loudly.
You couldn’t help but stretch in the backseat, sitting in one place with the same position for hours was not exactly fun. Though at least you were bundled up nice and warm, Yoongi specifically handing you his warmer jackets that way you didn’t catch a cold.
A low growl broke your thoughts, turning towards the white tiger that was staring at you with wide innocent eyes. For a large hybrid, Taehyung was a baby to affection. A purr ringing throughout the car when you scratched behind his ears, Taehyung didn’t waste time to lay his large head on top of your thighs for you to get a better angle.
“Jin, just tell him where we are going. He’s only going to get more desperate and do something drastic,” Hoseok laughed on the other end of the walkie talkie, the comment making Seokjin sigh before finally giving in.
“Yah, fine. I’ll tell him at the next gas-stop,” Seokjin announced loudly, shouting over the music that was blasting in the car. Eyes focusing on the signs of the road to try and find the correct exit to the next store. Everyone couldn’t help but grin, knowing the oldest couldn’t stay mad at them forever unless it was something extremely serious that needed a life learning lesson.
When parking at the gas station, you immediately got off to stretch your legs and followed Taehyung into the store for snacks. While Yoongi stayed behind, waiting for Seokjin to explain where exactly they were going. Inside you met Hoseok, Jungkook, and Namjoon practically running around, the three playing a racing game on who could find snacks starting with the first letter of the alphabet to the last. After asking what you wanted, even Taehyung eventually joined in on the fun as you laughed before going to use the bathroom.
Afterwards, you were on your way back to the car until a familiar whimper reached your ears that had you perking right up. A frown gracing your features, eyes narrowing in suspicion and following the sound to the side of the store.
“Looky here girls… A pet? He is such a pretty thing, and I can practically taste the pathetic boy on his rut,” A female sneered as you finally peaked around the corner and froze at the scene. Jimin looked beyond terrified against the wall, sliding down to the ground as three females surrounded him. The leading female even had the audacity to grip Jimin’s chin to force him to look up at her, nails digging into flesh.
Humans? No, not humans. Hybrid eagles… the dark feathers and wings sprouting out of their backs was a dead giveaway when they flexed. These were predators to foxes… and cats like you.
Although, Jimin knew how to defend himself… he couldn’t, refusing to hit a female no matter the situation. It didn’t help that his cycle made him especially weak and emotional right now, a cold shiver going down his spine out of fear.
You were scared… fear clouded your judgement that you couldn’t move or didn’t know what to do. You needed to call for help, but what if you leave and it was too late? Flashbacks started to rush in your head that had you quickly catching the wall for support, pain and dizziness overtaking you. Peeking open an eye in discomfort, your eyes widen seeing a single tear slide down Jimin’s cheek as the female squeezed harder on her grip… this time actually piecing skin.
All you saw was red… anger flooding inside like a broken dam. Clenching your fist, you practically growled instead of hissed. Tail bristling as a fire burst inside, your eyes narrowing dangerously and a new found confidence growing as you swiftly rushed to yank the filthy girl’s hand off him.
“Leave the fox alone before I pluck those fucking feathers off your back. You three may be eagles… but your still birds and you know what they say? Cats love to play with their prey,” You explained deadly calm, but your face said anything but it as you stood in a protective stance in front of Jimin. The three hybrids halting in shock, slightly flinching upon you smirking and showing your sharp canines.
“Now… Which little birdie wants to face a kitten’s bite first?”
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Welcome to the eleventh chapter of Changing One's Tune! Thank you lovelies for your patience, love, and support— Happy belated Thanksgiving! Here is a gift from me to you... I didn't wrap it though but I don't think you lovelies will mind.
Uh, Oh! Birdie trouble... Predator vs. Prey? Who'll win?
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Trying to find a flight to go back home for a few days is becoming the bane of my existence right now. And it doesn't help that my bird has just now discovered how to click the mouse..... this is going to be a long ordeal.
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New Handcrafted and Handstitched Leather Accessories
New Handcrafted and Handstitched Leather Accessories
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