Seokjin and Ayana smiled softly at the two hybrids stood across from them, who held onto each others arms tightly.
“Jinnie take over here whilst I clean them up,” the girl sighed with a frown, not taking her eyes off the frightened boys.
Seokjin nodded, giving Ayana’s upper arm a soft squeeze before taking her place in the kitchen.
Ayana slowly walked towards the boys, trying her best to keep them calm and not startle them.
“If you two want to sit over in the living room, I’m going to run up and grab our first aid box,” she flashed them a small, sympathetic smile before making her way up the stairs.
The two boys watched as Ayana left, shyly making their way to the living room, dropping themselves down to the floor.
Seokjin watched curiously at the two boys, wondering wether to intervene. He glanced towards the floor where his own feet stood before calling out, “you can sit on the couch boys, it’s alright.” He didn’t look at them. If there was one thing Seokjin hated it was awkwardness. So avoiding the eye contact of two cautious hybrids helped stir away from that hated feeling.
“That’s okay sir, we don’t want to get anything dirty.”
“Dirty?” Ayana asked from the top of the stairs, making her way down, holding a large plastic container in her hands. “You’ve just had a shower you couldn’t-“
“Hybrids are dirty,” the taller one mumbled, looking straight at the floor. Ayana watched solemnly as he quickly got up onto his feet, bowing in her direction. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt you miss-“
Ayana glanced over at Jin, who was analysing the situation with agitation. “Who told you hybrids are dirty?”
The boy shrugged, sitting back down on the floor, shifting over to his friend protectively. “It’s just a fact.”
“Well call me a conspiracy theorist because I don’t believe that.” Ayana tutted as she made her way towards the two boys. “Come on now, sit on the couch so I don’t have to strain my neck.” She laughed, “I’m getting old now.” She shifted her eyes over to Jin who was shooting her a playful glare. “Not as old as he is though,” she whispered to the boy on her right.
The small hybrid huffed a tiny laugh, before slowly following Ayana’s demand, taking the other hybrid with him to sit up on the couch.
“I don’t know what those men were saying to you,” Ayana muttered, inspecting the taller boys arm. “But don’t believe it even for a single second. My sister has a hybrid back home,” she confessed with a smile, “her names Yuki and she’s the sweetest, cleanest little thing.” She distracted the boy whilst the wiped disinfectant in some of the scrapes on his arm. “I think she’d be able to pull you both out of it our shells.” She grabbed a little pink plaster from the box, placing it down gently on a bigger, fresher wound on the boys arm. “What’s your name anyway?” She asked.
The hybrid gulped back his fear as he admired the colourful band on his wrist, he’s never seen something like this before. The girls touch wasn’t like any other humans that had put their hands on him before. Hers was soft and warm. For some strange reason he felt safe from her touch, but still he couldn’t put his guard down. Not until he knew the true reason why these two humans have brought them here.
“I’m Jimin,” he mumbled, glancing up at the girl who hummed his name back. “This is Jungkook,” he nodded his head over to the taller boy sat quietly beside him.
Ayana smiled, glancing between the two timid hybrids. “Well you already know us,” she chuckled, “but just incase, I’m Ayana,” she nodded her head over to Seokjin who was leant against the refrigerator, arms crossed as he watched the three interact. “And that’s Seokjin.”
“But you guys can call me Jin,” he winked at the youngest hybrid who kept a cautious eye on him since they came down from their shower. “Ayana’s just Ayana.” He sent another wink, to his fiancé this time who shot him a playful glare.
“Just Ayana,” she rolled her eyes towards Jimin who let out a tiny laugh.
After moving onto Jungkook’s wounds and properly giving the two boys a check over, disinfecting any wounds, checking for fractures she finally decided a doctor was not needed, and the two hybrids were physically okay, besides some bruising and Jungkook’s growing black eye.
“What you two need is a nice warm meal and some proper rest.” She hummed happily, moving over to the kitchen where she helped Jin plate up the food they prepared.
The two humans felt their heart crack when the boys eyes widened at the sight.
“It smells very good sir-“ Jungkook mumbled under his breath, peeking over Seokjin’s shoulder at the meal on the dining table.
Jin laughed, moving aside, pulling out a chair for Jungkook, “yeah?” He hummed, “well it tastes even better.”
Ayana nodded in agreement, guiding Jimin to his seat next to Jungkook. “We’ll let you guys eat, I’m going to sort out the guest bedroom.”
“It’s okay miss, we can go after this.” Jimin muttered, nudging Jungkook’s shoulder who quickly dropped the spoon he was holding and nodded quickly.
“Yes miss, you’ve both already been so kind.” He gulped, “we’re okay to leave.”
Ayana frowned, glancing between the two boys who seemed unsure at the words they just spewed out. “If that’s what you want we have no power to stop you.”
This seemed to surprise the pair, as they looked at one another, eyebrow raised in confusion before turning their attention back to Ayana.
“I’ll prepare the room just incase. You boys eat up before it gets cold.” She spoke, her own voice uncertain. Of what? She didn’t know. All she did know was a part of her wanted the two hybrids to stay, maybe just for the night.
And Seokjin felt the same. Having someone to look after besides themselves made their hearts feel a little less empty. They knew something was missing in their little family. Was it these two hybrids? Now that was something he didn’t know.
So for the next half an hour Seokjin and Ayana helped make two of the guest rooms cosy, the bed littered with fluffy blankets, hot water bottles. A glass of water by the bedside tables, a towel incase they wanted to use the shower again.
They needed to make them feel comfortable. It’s clear they need it.
When the two rooms were finally prepared, Ayana and Seokjin made their way back downstairs.
There; by the sink stood the two hybrids hurrying to wash their dishes and cutlery, splatters of washing up liquid spilt all around them as they frantically tried cleaning it up.
“Did you enjoy the meals?” Ayana asked, hoping not to startle the pair.
Her hope went to no avail as the two boys jumped back, Jungkook shaking slightly into Jimin’s arms. “Yes miss.” Jimin spoke softly, his eyes darted straight to the floor, choking back his guilt of messing up their kitchen. “I’m very sorry, we tried to-“
“You tried to clean up for us,” Seokjin grinned, “that’s so cute,” he laughed, going over to help the boys. “You’re both so helpful.” He praised them.
Jimin and Jungkook’s expression slowly changed as they realised they weren’t destined for a punishment, but instead got praised for their helpful efforts.
Jungkook’s eyes lit up as Seokjin kept the praise, his nose twitching with excitement as he watched Seokjin eagerly jump in to help them. “How about I help you both? Then you guys can get some rest.” He paused, watching the boys expressions. “If that’s what you want of course.”
Jungkook excitedly played with his fingers as he waited for Jimin’s answer. They both agreed to stay just one night. Just so they were in better shape to go home tomorrow. They’d do a better job at protecting each other then. Tiredness not being an issue.
“Just one night,” Jimin smiled, eyes still staring at the floor, his tail swishing happily from the praise. “Thankyou,” he looked up at Seokjin before bowing towards Ayana, who stood in the background watching the scene with a bright smile.
Golden Time (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/247196639-golden-time?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Emmy_Rose_alternate&wp_originator=3ECf%2FbBO4QWM8bB9933Ej7EDZaelhDJoR83ajfXElbifzFyy8UGsaOPSqiS2pGAE0ymDkJ%2Fqr6CxRppj7s4uAezwuAHNyxO09hsij4oMB%2FhAuKq40T38D8WwA0Ryttpy Yoona has been rescuing and recovering hybrids her entire life. Now she has inherited her grandparent's hybrid sanctuary. It was a normal rescue, get the hybrid, recover him and give him a choice, stay on the sanctuary or find a life for himself. Why was this one so different?
Synopsis: Jimin is looking for a hybrid to adopt. He finds y/n at his local hybrid shelter and knew she was what he has been looking for. Y/n is a very shy and self-conscious cow hybrid. Her animal DNA causes her to be on the heavier side, and y/n feels out of place with other hybrids. What will Jimin have to do to show y/n she’s perfect the way she is?
Masterlist
CHAPTER 1
Y/N POV
Nine. This is the ninth shelter I've been sent to from the age of 7 to the age of 21. My life had been good up until that point. My mom gave birth to me on a farm which we lived on. For seven splendid years I played, ate, and lived with other farm type hybrids.
That all ended when the farm burnt down. Not many of us survived, and we suspected it was the result of a hate crime against our kind. My whole life, my mom, was ripped away from me because of the evil people that shattered my whole world.
So here I am in my 9th shelter. I've been adopted before but they never wanted to keep me when they realize how much I eat. It's not like it's my fault though, my DNA dictates me to constantly be munching on something. I can't help that I'm a cow…
Jimin's POV
Why is it so hard to go inside? I glanced at my watch and notice I've been standing outside of the hybrid shelter for 15 minutes. I need to go inside before someone reports me for standing out here so long. I take another deep breath, shake out my nerves, and open the door to step inside.
[24 hours earlier]
“Taeeeeee…” I whine into my couch cushion.
“Waaahhh, Jiminie?” Tae asks on the other side of his phone.
“I'm so nervous! What if he or she doesn't like me and wants to leave??” I know Tae can probably could practically hear how hard I was pouting.
“That's nonsense! Any hybrid would feel so lucky to have you as his or her owner. Don't worry so much.” There's a reason why Tae is my best friend; he knows how to calm me down.
“I love you, Tae!” I cry into the receiver.
“I love you too, you big softie. Now go get ready for your new friend already!” Tae laughs into the phone before hanging up on a very nervous Jimin.
[Present day]
I take in the surroundings of the shelter as I walk inside. It seems pleasant enough; the walls are painted in a pretty sunshine yellow color and it smells sweet like vanilla.
I'm greeted by bubbly Golden retriever hybrid at the front desk, and he seems to help my nerves settled down quite a bit. “Hello, welcome to Safe Haven Hybrid Sanctuary! My name is Hoseok, how may I help you?”
I smile up at the energetic pup. “Hi, I'm looking to adopt.”
The pup’s ears perk up. “That's fantastic to hear Mr…” he says waiting for my name.
“Jimin. My name is Park Jimin.” I shuffle towards the desk where Hoseok is sifting through a filing cabinet.
“Mr. Park, before I show you around, I need you to fill out some paperwork.”
“Of course,” Hoseok hands me a clipboard full of various papers. No more than 15 minutes later Hoseok is leading me to where the hybrids live.
A/N: Hi! This is the first chapter. Let me know what you think!
Genre: Hybrid AU, Bandit/Runaway AU, angst, romance, and if you squint, there’s a bit of fluff.
Pairing: Rabbit Hybrid! Reader x Human! Jungkook
Warnings: Crimes, stealing, swearing, a small hint of violence, a dash of anxiety and slowly growing feeling.
Summary: Choi Jae-Hwa is probably the most wanted criminal in her small village. The rabbit hybrid is forever trying to find a safe place to hide, but is always fund by the police. Humans have never shown her any type of respect, even before her family was taken away from her, but when a human bumps into her when she’s running from the police, what’s a bunny to do?
Word count: 5.2k words
Post Date: 22/05/19
Part of the Green Tea and Melodies series
Song: ‘Run’ - BTS
A/N: Hey TaeCups and SugaKookies, I’m so sorry I haven’t been active...like at all. I kinda broke my laptop so I couldn’t get started on this as soon as I wanted to. But, this is a collaboration with the one and only @worldwidebt7 so please keep an eye for an illustrated version of this oneshot. Please enjoy the show!
The Oneshot ll The Comic
“It has recently been reported that that troublesome hybrid, Choi Jae-Hwa, has been apprehended by the local police this morning, let’s hope that they have her for more than 24 hours”
The TV outside of the temporary cell blared on about things happening in the world, which was quite enjoyable, despite the fact that it was muted. The local radio made up for the lack of sound. The shackles around my wrists was nothing new to me. It’s been like this for years. Since my parents had been hunted and killed by a pack of wolves, I have been on my own since I was 11. I remember what happened so clearly.
~10 years prior~
We had gone on a walk in the forest, hand in hand with my parents, Yoona and Taemin. My parents’ relationship baffled quite a lot of people, considering my mother was a bunny hyrbid and my father was a fox hybrid, but they somehow made it work. I ran ahead of my parents, looking at the flowers that grew.
“Eomma, look!” My eleven year old self called out to her, pointing at a Lily of a Valley. My mother walked over, looking at the pretty flora.
“Very pretty, just like you!” She exclaimed, pressing a kiss to my cheek before joining my father once more. Suddenly, I could sense the worry of my mother. She was turned away from me, looking towards the deeper part of the woods. Her ears were at their fullest height and her body was tensing up.
“Honey, are you alright?” My father asked, turning her face towards him. My mother’s coffee brown eyes were scared, terrified.
“We need to get out of here. Now! Jae-Hwa, come on, we’re leaving.” She answered my father before calling out to me. Just as I grabbed my mother’s hand, a pack of wolves jumped out from behind the trees.
“A family I see, a full course meal.” The biggest and clearly the leader called out to the pack and my family, licking his lips. He charged at my father, knocking him to the ground. He started to bite him, first his arms, then his stomach.
“Yoona. take Jae-Hwa and run!” He called out weakly, attempting to bite back to no avail. My mother was about to turn when she was taken out from behind and in the same position as my father. There was nothing I could do.
“Jae-Hwa, run!” was the last thing my mother cried out before she couldn’t do anything but accept her fate. I followed her words, turning on my heel and running away from the scene. I was quite fast for a rabbit hybrid, being able to outrun the female wolves that ran after me. I ran as far as I could before I reached the small village I called home, but this time, returning without my only guardians.
Times sure do change, don’t they? I had been caught up in my own thoughts, not realizing that it was now dark outside. Well, time to execute the plan...again. I always kept a bobby pin in my hair, which it pinned back my fringe. Despite being handcuffed, it was surprisingly simple to grab the sliver of metal. With the bobby pin in hand, I began to pick the lock on the cuffs, hearing a satisfying ‘clink’, telling me I succeeded with step one. I quietly shifted to the other side of my cell before a voice interrupted me.
“Escaping again, I see.” Seungri’s voice rung out across the empty hall. I smiled softly at his voice. Seungri had been the only person who actually bothered to talk to me from behind his own bars.
“You’ve seen me do it so many times, yet you still haven’t told them. I can’t help but wonder as to why. Care to tell me?” I responded, pressing my back against the wall, curiosity getting the better of me.
“I know you only do this to survive, you’re nineteen, you can’t do anything about it, it’s your way of survival.” He called out, leaning forward on the bars that kept him in the small human enclosure. I smiled weakly, before parting my lips to speak again.
“Hey Seungri, thanks...for having my back.” I mumbled sincerely, grabbing some loose bricks on the wall. He smirked and gave you a kind look.
“No problem, kid.” He finished the conversation before heading back to his small bed. Just as I started to squeeze through the small window, a guard began to walk down the hall.
“Hey, what are you doing!?” The structured, wide shouldered man started yelling, pulling his keys out of his pocket and unlocking the barred enclosure. My fight or flight instincts kicked in. If I don’t run, I will possibly be thrown into some sort of pit. Then again, I’m already destined for hell. But I can’t possibly fight this man, he’s probably been through a lot of training and there is no way that someone like me will be able to win, especially a rabbit hybrid. I squeezed my thin body through the bars and dropped to the ground below just as he entered. A cold sweat broke out on my forehead and I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. I’ve escaped this place many times before so this wasn’t difficult to do. Now, where to go now? So I did the only thing I knew how to do since I was 11.
I ran.
I was well away from the small community jail, even though a statement had been issued for my arrest...again. The evening markets were lit up like a Christmas tree and the smell of the food was causing my stomach to rumble. I flipped up my dirty lilac hoodie and tried my best to flatten my ears. I walked into the bustle of the market, chatter and the laughter of the small village children echoed throughout the small venue. My attention was turned to a stall that seemed to be selling baked goods, cakes, bread, pastries, the whole lot. The short and plump woman that stood behind the display table was busy talking with customers and making sure the bread in the small portable oven was burning. ‘She won’t notice if I swiped a few things, will she?’ I thought to myself, taking a loaf of bread from the table as well a blueberry muffin and was reaching for a croissant when the woman grabbed my bony wrist in her hand.
“And just what do you think you’re doing, young lady?” She asked, her eyes piercing holes in my personal bubble. I attempted to shake her hand off but her grip only tightened.
“I asked you a question, now answer me, girl!” She yelled with an authoritative voice, her other hand flicking off my hoodie, revealing my ears. Being one of the few hybrids in town since my parents were killed, people immediately recognized me. A wave of anxiety hit me and once again, fight or flight kicked in. I could either confront the woman and end up being handed in to the police or run with food in hand. The latter seemed to be the better idea, so with a final glance towards the woman, I sped off. I could hear the woman yell something along the lines of ‘You mangy animal!’ but I couldn’t hear her. Some people tried to chase after me, but being an animal with agility, none of them could catch me. I was looking behind me as I kept running through the market, smirking when I saw how far behind me they were. Doing this however meant I didn’t see the figure in front of me. I ran into them, knocking me to the ground. While the loaf of bread stayed in my grasp, the blueberry flew out of my pocket and into a nearby bush.
Well, there goes dessert...
I held my head for a moment to stop it from spinning. Suddenly, a voice spoke and a hand was in front of my face.
“I’m so sorry, miss. Are you alright?” The voice was one that sounded like it belonged to an angel and when I lifted my head, he certainly looked like one. His soft brown hair hung in front of his eyes, his skin was like honey but his most mesmerizing was his big doe eyes. If he had a tail or antlers, I would have mistaken him for a deer hybrid. I slowly took his hand, the break still in my hand.
“I’m fine.” I said coldly. I didn’t let his features get in the way of the fact that he was a human. Humans were ruthless and they cared not for any hybrids, only to lock them up, sell them and mistreat them. I stood up and brushed off my knees and went to walk away from him when he called out to me.
“Hey, be careful. There’s a swarm of people down there looking for someone who fits your looks. I would suggest heading back into town. It’s safer there.” He informed me and smiled warmly. I nodded before brushing past him, walking in the direction that leads back to the village. I climbed the small hill that wasn’t that well lit. I saw the plump woman wailing to a policeman, probably about our ordeal. I smiled to myself, knowing that I escaped their grasp twice today.
Sunrise was always the prettiest over the village. Especially when you are perched on top of the school building roof, it’s where you got the best view. My chestnut brown hair didn’t look greasy in the light and it made the freckles on my mocha skin visible. I loved these times, where I wasn’t constantly on the run from the police, being given stares from parents and shielding me from their children’s vision like I was some sort of beast. I was used to it though. Most people in the village resented or were afraid of me, well, everyone except one. Kim Seokjin, the owner of the local cafe and the person who has known me since I was a baby. Which I was on my way to see. He always supplies me breakfast and never gave up on me, even after I started getting into trouble with the police. I pushed the glass door open, the bell above it ringing. Seokjin’s gaze snapped up from wiping down the breakfast bar/counter and gave me a loving smile.
“Well, if it isn’t Snowy Valley’s most wanted. Welcome back, JaeJae. How have you been?” He announced as soon as he saw me. I smile at my nickname and went to the counter.
“Oh, you know. It was on the radio again. I was able to escape. If they keep putting me in the same cell, they are never gonna learn that I can escape so easily. Although, I ran into someone last night. I’ve never seen him before, but he wasn’t scared of me, nor did he seem to recognize me but he warned me of a search party that was assigned to me.” I explained, my ears turned sideways in confusion. Seokjin smiled and walked towards to the barista coffee maker and started making me my usual, a mug of hot mocha.
“I believe that’s the new kid. He came in here a few weeks ago and introduced himself as Jungkook. He seemed like a nice kid. Said he recently moved in to finally live on his own. He was very quiet and reserved however. He did seem comfortable talking to me. Overheard the news report on you and asked me if I knew you.”
“To which you replied yes?”
“Well, considering you are like my daughter, I had no choice but to say yes. After I confirmed that, he smiled to himself and whispered something about you being adorable.” I blushed at the last comment.
“Jin, stop it. No he didn’t. How old is he, he seemed pretty young to me.”
“Only a couple years older than you, he’s 21.” He looked younger if I was being honest.
“He’s still a human, but a very good looking kid.” I admitted. I watched Jin frown before smirking.
“But not as handsome as me, right JaeJae?” I burst into laughter.
“Of course not.”
Out and about today was quiet, very quiet for Snowy Valley. The reason for this was probably that it was Monday morning, which meant school went back for another week. I wandered around aimlessly before I stumbled across a newly opened bakery. I peeked inside to see a tall, thin woman who seemed to be in her mid-thirties behind the counter, a kind smile on her face. I slipped inside and looked at the assortment of baked goods that chanted my name from behind the sliding glass door. This was one of those bakeries where they were able to be used by the customers. My stomach rumbled immediately.
I’ll just grab a few loaves and some muffins and I will be gone.
I reached for the bread, successfully grabbing without being detected and with a couple muffins stuffed in my pockets, I headed towards the door. That’s when a shrill voice screeched “Hey! You didn’t pay for those!” At those words, the plump woman from last night appeared from the back, rolling pin in hand.
“It’s you again, you feral animal!” She shrieked, running from behind the counter and towards me.
Well, now I was battered, no food and extremely hungry. It was late at night and no one was around. I was in the back alley behind an apartment complex, near the dumpster. My eye was bruised, my muscles hurt and I’m pretty sure my stomach was bruised.
Looks like I’m sleeping here tonight...
I picked up sounds of footsteps but couldn’t be fucked opening my eyes.
“Hey, are you alright?” A familiar voice asked, causing me to open my eyes. My gaze was met by the doe-eyed boy from last night. His eyes were glazed with concern and worry. I scoffed.
“Do I look fucking okay to you?” I spat coldly, crossing my arms over my stomach, only to remember that’s where it hurt the most and hissing in pain.
“Wait, let me help you. I’ll take you to my apartment and I’ll treat you.” He calmly said, grabbing my hand. I ripped my hand from his grip, staring daggers at him.
“Unhand me, human! Don’t touch me!” I exclaimed, trying to get away from him and run, but my legs refused to move.
“Okay, I won’t touch you. But please, you’re hurt and if you aren’t treated, it’s only gonna get worse.” He explained with a hint of concern in his voice, as he knelt down to my height. While my brain didn’t trust him, my body acted according to my heart. I followed him with my head hung low and not saying a word. He led me up several staircases and to a door with the number ‘97′ on the door. He unlocked the door and opened the door for me to enter first. I scowled at him and entered the small apartment. I looked at the dark room, my night vision being one of the best thing in the situation. I heard the door slam behind me and I turned around, my ears pricked all the way up in fear. My eyes grew bigger and a small whimper escaped my lips.
“Woah there, Bugs, no need to freak out. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He smiled, revealing his teeth that looked similar to me. I didn’t realize how much he looked like a rabbit, so much so that it was almost scary. Before a single could escape my lips, he grabbed my wrist and guided me to his bathroom, his grip remaining tight despite me struggling to release myself. He finally reached the bathroom and lifted me up quickly and placed me on the counter, our faces only a mere few inches away. I scowled at him, my bangs covering one of my eyes.
“I can walk myself, you know.” I spat, eyeing him suspiciously as he grabbed ointment and bandages from a cupboard. He only looked at me and chuckled a little.
“It was the best way to make sure you didn’t run away. I can’t let you leave untreated.” He replied, unscrewing the cap from the ointment and instructed me to extend my arms. I still didn’t trust him. My experiences with humans were not pleasant, as my body clearly showed. This was the only way I could survive. I hissed in pain as I felt a cold liquid drop onto one of the scrapes on my wrist, retracting it back as quick as I could.
“That fucking burns!” I shrieked at him, examining the invisible damage. He grasped my wrist and yanked it towards, causing me to growl slightly.
“Stop being a baby, Jae-Hwa.” He commanded, not looking at me at all, but that right now was the least of my concerns.
“How the hell do you know my name?” I hissed sourly, squinting my eyes as I stared daggers into his soul. He finally looked up and sighed through his nose, only to giggle.
“You’re probably the most controversial citizen, let alone hybrid in this village. How could I not know you. I’m Jungkook, by the way. Pleased to make your acquaintance.” He held his hand out for me to shake, but I stared at it before looking at him with my cheeks puffed out.
“Who said you were an acquaintance of mine?” I seethed, my ears flattened against my head in distrust. Jungkook looked a little dejected at my words but I didn’t care.
“Well, you seem pretty comfortable with me touching you, despite what you’re saying, but Jin said you didn’t like humans that much, him being the only acceptance.” His words sung out almost like a melody as he wrapped my wrist in a clean, white bandage. I tensed at his words as my eyes wandered down to my wrist, wearing his sculpted hands guided the bandage around my wrist and the lower half of my palm. He secured the white cloth with some medical tape and grabbed a small plastic band-aid and placed it quickly on my cheek. I was slightly taken aback by his action but didn’t say anything. He looked at me for a second and saw the way my arms were folded across the lower half of my stomach.
“Is there anywhere else that hurts?” He asked, eyes watching my expression carefully. I scoffed and blew my bangs out of my eyes.
“No.” I replied bluntly, lying straight through my teeth. His eyes softened at my words, clearly still concerned.
“Jae-Hwa, I know this may sound weird but, may I look under your shirt?” He requested hesitantly, the fear of rejection smelt so strong, it made me crinkle my nose.
“I-I...fine.” I mumbled in defeat as I lifted my shirt no higher than my middle. A large blue and purple bruise covered the majority of the left side of my stomach, the right covered in red hand prints. Jungkook’s eyes were blown open, clearly terrified at the sight he saw.
“J-Jae-Hwa, how badly does it hurt?” He questioned timidly, his eyes still fixated on the blue and purple flower that was bloomed on my stomach.
“Does it look bad to you, genius? It hurts to even fucking breathe.” I cursed at him, eyes glowing a soft amber before returning to their natural color.
“S-Sorry, that was dumb question, I get it. But can you please stop acting like such a jerk for five minutes and let me bandage it please. If it stays uncovered, it’s not gonna heal as fast.”
Just let your guard down for a one moment, please...
I inhaled deeply and looked at him straight in the eyes.
“Fine, but I’m extremely thirsty and a bathroom isn’t exactly a comforting environment.” Was any place comforting to me?
“Oh, yeah, sure. I’ll make some tea, and then we can just talk, so I can understand you a little bit more.” Jungkook excitedly replied, practically bouncing on his toes. I hissed as Jungkook suddenly placed pressure onto my bruise to wrap it up in a similar white cloth that was around my hand. He secured it and moved onto my left elbow. He squeezed a little bit of ointment on, causing me to hiss in pain again. He wrapped up the disinfected graze and weaved his way out of the bathroom, supposedly the kitchen. I groaned as I slipped off the counter and down the passage that connected the rooms together. I saw Jungkook hunched over the stove, preparing to cups of tea and looked at me as he realized my presence.
“I only have green tea. I hope you don’t mind.” He smiled awkwardly as he placed a teabag in each cup. I smiled to myself, making sure he didn’t see, as I played with the strings of my hoodie. That was when I realized how disgusting I looked and felt. Damn my stupidity for not realizing before he dressed me.
“You alright, Jae?” He asked, using the nickname only Jin called me, hence catching me off guard. Normally, I would have spat a melody of swear words at him, but remembering what he had asked me to do in the bathroom refrained me in doing so.
“I feel disgusting.” I spoke my mind in a hushed voice, embarrassed at my state. Jungkook chuckled before brushing past me and down the hallway, disappearing into his room. This would be the perfect time to escape, however, I remember that I have nowhere to run, the major factor is that, my feet remained rooted to the ground. A few minutes later, Jungkook emerged from his room with a pair of sweatpants, an oversized shirt and black hoodie in a pile in his hands.
“I found some clothes that I don’t wear much so you can change into these for tonight. I’ll wash the clothes you’re wearing now if you want, that’s if you’re staying.” He said in a voice that was almost asking, if not begging, me to stay with him. I took the clothes in my hands, simply nodding and quick-walking to his bedroom. His bedroom was small, but not as small as I expected. I decided not to dwell too much and quickly stripped off the lilac hoodie, the white shirt, ripped jeans and the socks with way too many holes than I was willing to admit. I let the sweatpants sit loosely on my waist, the waistband hidden by the shirt several sizes too big and finally the hoodie. I slipped out of his room and back into the kitchen, where Jungkook placed the two teacups on the table and sat down.
“Take a seat.” He said simply, brushing his bangs out of his face. I followed his instructions and slumped into my chair.
“Now, there’s one thing I want to know, why do you hate humans so much?” He goes straight for the personal question, doesn’t he?
“Personal experiences, I’ve only been exposed to the evil side of humanity.” I said shortly, looking into the cup of cooling tea before taking a sip.
“But why are you so close with Seokjin?” Jungkook asked, lowering his head in an attempt to look into my eyes under my bangs.
“I knew him before my parents died. He was best friends with my father, who introduced my mother to him. He consoled me after their death, and I stayed with him until I was discovered by his landlord, who certainly didn’t like hybrids. He threatened Seokjin with homelessness if he didn’t get rid of me. I couldn’t let him live on the streets so I took my leave from the premises. It was for the best. There, you have your explanation. I steal because I have no money whatsoever, therefore I can’t buy anything, besides, I love thrill of being seen but not so much being caught.” I downed the last of my tea before standing up.
“Thanks for the tea and for treating my injuries, but I have to go.” I said abruptly, not sounding thankful at all. I turned towards the door but before I could leave, I felt a grip on my wrist.
“Oh, no you’re not. You are staying here until you’re 100% healed. It’s too dark and cold out there anyway. Please, Jae-Hwa. Be rational. Just..stay here. Take my room, it’s the least I can do.” Jungkook gave me his big doe eyes, which were utterly adorable that they made me go weak in the knees.
“Fine, but no funny business.” I said flatly, giving in. I brushed past him and entered his bedroom, pulling back the covers and slipping between them and falling asleep.
I didn’t intend to stay as long as I did. I only planned to stay there for two days, but two days slowly turned into two months. I don’t know how I convinced myself to stay, considering I was staying with the species I hated the most. Jungkook was sweet, kind and considerate, despite me giving him the cold shoulder more often than not. He always made me green tea when I had breakfast and the beverage slowly became my favorite taste ever. The days and nights passed quickly but I often went out at night. Tonight, Jungkook insisted that we went to the markets together as he always got the best food for the best prices than he did at the small supermarket we had. With my newly washed hoodie over my head, Jungkook and I stood in a sea of citizens of the valley. My eyes wandered, spotting the woman who caused me the injuries that littered my body. I felt my blood boiling that such a kind looking woman could make such a cruel act. I latched myself onto Jungkook’s arm in an attempt to keep myself from picking another fight with her.
“What are you doing?” Jungkook asked, looking utterly confused.
“Just roll with it, Jeon.” I said, calling him by his last name. I guess we grew closer than I first thought.
“Alright, Choi.” He responded coolly.
He dragged me to almost every stall in the markets, his hands occupied by brown paper bags, filled with a range of different items. He finally stopped at the stall I had been dreading, the bakery stall. The plump woman hadn’t noticed me standing behind Jungkook, clearly blown away by his beauty.
“And how can I help you, sir?” She asked, her voice so sickly sweet, I almost burst into laughter. Jungkook’s eyes scanned the display table before pointing to a loaf of bread and two blueberry muffins. The woman flashed him a smile before grabbing grabbing two different white paper bags, one long one for the bread and a smaller one for the muffins. Jungkook paid the woman and was turning away from her when she finally spotted me. She immediately stopped smiling and her face wrinkled in disgust.
“You filthy animal! What are you going to steal from this nice man? Police! Police!” She yelled, catching the attention of quite a crowd of people. A policeman came running up to the woman, panic written across his face.
“Ma’am, what’s wrong? What happened?” He questioned, watching as the woman broke into fake sobs.
“It’s the hybrid! She tried to rob one of my customers.” She fake cried with a subtle smirk on her face. The policeman saw my lilac hoodie and started booking it after me. My instincts kicked in as I grabbed Jungkook’s hand and started running from the scene. Jungkook exclaimed in surprise, dropping half of the bags, including the loaf of bread. The policeman was hot on our heels as I rounded into an alleyway and climbing on top of a dumpster. The policeman rounded the corner and we were cornered.
“Choi Jae-Hwa, stand down and we won’t need to do anything irrational.” The broad man commanded, his eyes dark and serious. I looked up at the roof above me before looking back to me.
“Jungkook, I need you to trust me for a second. It might seem crazy but we’ll leave with our lives.” I said, my eyes filled with sincerity and uncertainty. I had been so cold to this boy and now, I was suddenly asking him to trust me.
Real smooth, Jae.
Jungkook looked at the officer before looking back at me. I extended my hand, part of me hoping that he would take my word and trust me.
“If it means you’re safe, that’s all that matters.” He whispered and took my hnad. A soft blush crept across my cheeks before I jumped up and grabbed onto an low ledge and pulling myself onto the roof above. I reached my hand down for Jungkook to grab.
“Oh, no you don’t.” The policeman called and attempted to grab Jungkook’s ankle. Thankfully, I was able to pull him up, the officer missing him by less than an inch. I looked into Jungkook’s face, just centimeters away from mine. I walked on the tiled roof of the abandoned building...her house.
“What is this place?” Jungkook asked, looking around before his eyes fixating on the beautiful view of the moon and stars.
“The place I grew up before all of this.” I explained, pointing to myself, indicating my criminal record.
“Why did you give up? Why did you rather have been hated for this than trying to fit in?” Jungkook asked. Silence fell upon my lips before I parted them.
“I’ve given them a reason to hate me. No matter how many wounds were on my feet, I always remember one thing...how to run away. It was the only thing I really seem to remember from my childhood. The first time I shifted with my parents and ran around with them. I know they wouldn’t be happy with what I did, but at least they know I’m surviving.” I smiled sadly, until I felt Jungkook take my hand.
“Jae-Hwa, you don’t have to do this alone, you know.” He said calmly as he looked into my moonlit eyes.
“What are you saying?” I asked, my gaze wandering over his features.
“That I have been crushing on you for far too long. I know we haven’t known each other long, but I love you and I would love to give you the best life I can, even if it means I gain my own criminal record.” My eyes widened. He is really willing to give up his entire life to be with me.
“I-I love you too, Jungkook.” I whispered, looking around. His face moved closer to mine and looked at me with love in his eyes.
“Are you really willing to give everything up?” I asked him, my heartbeat quickening. He smiled with his teeth and intertwined our fingers.
“For you, I’d be willing to give up my life.” He whispered before he pulled me in to kiss him. His lips were soft and sweet, moving professionally across my lips. I broke the kiss and smiled happily.
“What do you say, shall we go cause some trouble?” I asked with a sneaky smile. He laughed.
“Let’s do it, for we are the renegades of the entire valley.”
A/N:This is my first one shot ever. I am really proud of how it turned out and I’m sorry if it’s kinda cringey. Reminder, that this onehsot will be illustrated by the magnificent @worldwidebt7 so stay tuned for that. Until next time, my friends.
How To Train Your Owner (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/QGo2J2yv5T A stray hybrid has claimed you and you're not quite sure who the owner is here.
Put this on watt in light of the recent stuff with tumblr, since I usually write stuff via mobile. Still waiting on my invite from ao3 to come through. I will also make a book for all of my prompts on watt too, so they are all in one easy to navigate place!
Soo, I posted a Jimin scenario a while ago and wasn't sure if I should turn it into a series but I decided to do it. I’ve already got ideas how I am going to do this so expect another part next week. :)
Going to start writing up a little love chapter either today or tomorrow. Currently on holiday for the next two weeks so updates might be a little slow. Any suggestions for future chapters lmk :)
