Description: You’re awoken in the night to find seven strange (and oddly suicidal) men in your home–who apparently are magical creatures in disguise? Now you have a Dragon, Werewolf, Elf, Mermaid, Unicorn, Fairy living in your home and an enchanter that visits now and then. What could go wrong?
Warnings: ??
Posted: 01/05/2023
Tags: bts x reader, ot7
Chaos: 1,753 words
A/N: Scarily overdo, and I actually finished writing this part in early December but brain. I’m hoping to pick up and finish a lot of my stories this year.
Previous. Next.
Half an hour.
You had half an hour before your dotty aunt arrived and turned everything here on it’s head.
“But…my magic…it should have…worked….” Taehyung was still astonished. “What do we do?”
You needed a plan.
Half an hour.
“I need the first floor spare room cleared, change the sheets, and get clean blankets. Get all of your things upstairs. Jimin, take dinner upstairs. Taehyung, you’re not going to let her go upstairs. Use your magic, make it so she doesn’t want to go upstairs. Jungkook, help clean, when she gets here, you can shift into a dog and we’ll work from there,” You decided. “We’re going to try and get rid of her, but if I’m not successful…it’s going to be a long night.”
You enter the ridiculously named 'The Fairy Pawmother," a hybrid shelter, with very low expectations. Instead, you meet a beautiful Dragon hybrid named Namjoon, gaining a family and so much more.
desc: the only thing the world’s tiniest dragon, kim namjoon, adores more than his treasure is you.
warnings: heart melting fluff :c
notes: this begins in namjoon’s pov!! namjoon, when in dragon form, can speak to people telepathically... but only in chunks. also, the reader is a veterinary assistant if that wasn’t clear. c:
part one | part two | part three
Devastating storms came, they were mightier than any other storm Namjoon had remembered. The tiny dragon coiled himself around his pile of gold with a huff, gazing up at the sky. There was nothing he could do but watch in terror as the torrent of rain came down. As any other dragon would, Namjoon had a hoard of treasure. He couldn't just abandon everything he had struggled to get.
Yes, struggled.
It was hard for him to carry more than two coins at a time.
Namjoon had never met a dragon who was as petite as he. As a child, he was the runt of his siblings. He prayed to the Gods above to grow bigger. He flew in many races, exercising as much as possible. He ate as much as he could, and none of these things helped him get any bigger. His siblings grew massive while he stayed tiny. While he was growing up, he was always embarrassed about his size. The other dragons would tease him, and his siblings would have to stand up for him and protect him.
Physically, he was nowhere near the size of the other dragons, but the one thing he had going for him was that he was the smartest out of his siblings. No one could ever figure out just why he was so small, not even the many doctors he had been to. Namjoon chopped it up to maybe having an undetectable flaw in his genetics and decided to move on with his life. Now, he had grown so much more confident.
It was easy for Namjoon to fly around the city without being noticed. Sometimes, when he needed a little self-esteem booster, he would go on the streets. Namjoon had a love-hate relationship with humans. Most of the humans that passed him would coo at him, telling him how adorable he is. Sometimes, they would even offer him some of their food. Other humans would try to steal from him or even kidnap him. They wanted him because he was rare and could undoubtedly be auctioned for millions. Or they desired him so that they could throw him in a circus and show him off.
For the most part these days, Namjoon was really happy. The one thing that bothered him was being ignored. The other dragons paid him no mind, and he found himself rather lonely. But every dragon's time had come where they were cast from the nest and forced to live life on their own. That was a rather long time ago, and now most of his siblings had mates. His siblings were off, living their best lives, while he was alone.
He'd be lying if he said he never had intrusive thoughts. No one could be happy all of the time. Right now, with the rain pouring down, he felt entirely worthless. Namjoon had made his home right near the creek in the forest, which, thinking back, was not a good idea. At the time, Namjoon had been in a rush to find somewhere to live. It was the best option at the time, he had just been doing his best. Each clap of thunder made him jump ever so slightly.
The lands around Namjoon was flooding rapidly, the creek was overflowing. He was not going to abandon the riches he had collected, he refused. The last thing Namjoon heard was the howling of the wind and the cracking of a branch above him.
. . . .
When the temperature of the creature you were holding shifted, you glanced down to see him awake. You had put your scarf underneath the tiny dragon to protect your arms from the heat of his body. It was no longer as warm since he was no longer unconscious, now he was up and could regulate his temperature. The dragon's eyes were glazed over in confusion. "Hold still, little dragon, we're really close," your voice was hushed but firm.
The dragon was silent, you frankly had no idea if he could even understand you. You had found him when you were taking a shortcut through the woods. You were tired from work, dealing with an unexpected storm, and honestly, you were just lucky that the glinting gold had caught your eye. As you approached closer, you saw him and instantly felt the need to take care of him.
He squirmed in your arms, scales clicking. A small wisp of smoke came from his nostrils as he exhaled in pain. You shook your head but didn't bother to scold him for moving around. The dragon's body warmed again, you presumed he was cold or was attempting to dry his body faster. The rain had stopped around the time you had found the creature, but the both of you were still drenched and freezing.
The dragon grew more and more warm with each step you took. The heat was comforting to your slightly numb arms. The sound of thunder in the distance let you know that the storm would probably start again soon and you should pick up the pace. The dragon was light, but the bag hooked onto your arm was not.
The dragon had his head craned up, staring at you. You beamed down at him, you were almost there.
. . . .
You hurried inside to place the dragon in the guest bedroom. You left the room without a word to him, kicked off your muddy boots, and got rid of your coat. You went to the kitchen and grabbed a cup of water while you were thinking about it. You rushed back into the room with your items from work and the water.
The first thing you noticed was the dragon's eyes widened in alarm. He tried to rise on shaky legs, hunting for something. You placed the water on the nightstand. Reaching into the pocket of your bag, you pulled out several gold items. You approached him cautiously and offered his things to him. "Every good dragon has a pile of gold, right? So, I assumed this mighty collection was yours."
The dragon seemed to grow flustered at your words. He didn't make a move to try to take them from you, so you placed each item next to him on the bed. You kneeled beside the bed, searching your bag for the supplies you needed. You rose with everything you needed in your arms. "May I sit and check on you?"
At the sight of him nodding, you moved and perched yourself gently on the other side of the items and him. You then had your answer, he could understand you. You inspected the creature, checking to see if he was injured in any way. Surprisingly, there weren't even grazes or scratches on him. When you had lifted him from the ground initially, he was covered with cuts. It dawned on you then that dragons recovered rapidly compared to humans. You continued your investigation, searching for wounds.
His wing must have gotten broken when the branch fell on top of him.
"I'm going to have to adjust this and wrap this. With the rate you heal, it'll probably be healed by tomorrow evening," you said, hands already working as if they were on autopilot. You cut several inches of vet tape and adjusted the dragon's wing into its proper place. Never had you encountered such a miniature dragon, much less saw one get treated. This was almost entirely out of your realm of experience. You were only an assistant, after all, but you had to try your best.
You encircled the wing individually with the tape and then wrapped it to where it was pinned against his body. After a few more modifications and tweaks, he was fixed up. You reached down to your pack and returned everything to its place. The low rumble of a voice stopped you from zipping up your bag.
"Thank you."
Your jaw fell agape and you diverted your attention away from your stuff and to the creature beside you. You blinked owlishly at the dragon. Had that deep voice came from such a small thing like him? Or was that just your imagination playing tricks on you? You stared blankly, waiting for him to say something else. The dragon's mouth never opened or shut. The creature only gazed back at you with curious eyes.
You looked away with a frown, was he not going to communicate with you any further than that? By the sound of the rain beating harshly down on your roof, you knew the dragon wouldn't be able to return home for a while. You twisted around to face him again with a gentle smile. "If you wish, you can stay here in the guest room until your home is no longer flooded. You're free to use whatever and eat whatever, I don't mind. Lock up, if you do decide to leave, though."
You didn't get a response, the dragon only peered up at you with his sharp, knowing eyes. You stood, picking up your bag, and made your way to the door.
"Oh!" you chirped, "I never told you my name."
You told him your name and heaved a sigh when he didn't respond.
"I imagine you're tired after everything that has happened. Do you want the light off?" you asked, ready to hit the switch. The creature only nodded, again, no verbal response came from him. You would try again tomorrow and see if he would say anything more. You switched off the light and closed the door.
. . . .
You lightly tapped on the door, a glass of water in one hand and a sticky note in the other. You creaked the door open slightly and entered. If the dragon could understand you when you had spoken, then surely it could read the sticky-note that you were about to place on the inside of his bedroom door. You stuck the note to the backside of the door so he would see it when he decided to exit the room.
On the note, you had written that he was free to roam around while you were gone for work. You also reminded him he could eat or drink anything in the house, or even leave if he wanted.
You approached the dragon noiselessly and set the new glass of water down. You took the other glass, noticing it was empty, then headed towards the exit. You gave a final glance to the dragon. The dragon was still sound asleep, his chest rising slowly, then falling. You shut the door behind you and went downstairs.
After getting rid of the empty glass, you grabbed your coat and headed out into the inclement weather.
. . . .
That night, when you had returned home from work. You found him curled up into a ball on your sofa, eyes glued to the TV screen. On the coffee table in front of him was an assortment of berries. The lid to the container was open and a few berries were scattered on the table. When he looked back to see you peering over his shoulder, he jumped, and as he gasped a small flame shot from his mouth.
The corners of your mouth tugged upwards in amusement.
"Sorry," you squeaked with a sheepish smile, "I didn't mean to frighten you."
The dragon made a circle around his resting area before plopping back down in his former spot. You made your way to the opposite end of the couch and perched on the cushion. You purposely sat far away from him, trying to not to make him uncomfortable. The weatherwoman's nasally voice caught your attention. Right as your focus switched to the TV, she gave the forecast for the week
"...a look at the radar right now, you can see the line of storms that's stretching over this region. If we take a glimpse into what we're talking about in terms of watches and warnings, we've got a couple of severe thunderstorm warnings and flash flood warnings for this entire area."
"Sound's like your home is going to be flooded for a little while longer."
He looked from the TV to you and gave a small, sad nod.
"What's your name?" You asked, observing his reaction. He whipped his head to the side, eyes wide, before shyly turning his gaze to the other side of the room.
A name was whispered faintly into your mind.
Namjoon.
You gasped softly, slightly bewildered. "Well, Namjoon. You're welcome to stay here as long as you need."
Payment?
You shook your head, "No, you don't have to pay me. As I said, I'm happy to have you here."
Namjoon puffed softly, laying his head back down on the couch. He seemed like he wanted to press the matter more, but didn't have the energy to do so. You noticed then that the wrap you had put on last night was no longer there.
"Is your wing okay?"
He lifted his wing and flapped it slowly a few times. Namjoon lifted his head once more and gave a nod, followed by a faint, 'Thank you.'
You yawned and your eyes fluttered over to the clock hanging on your wall. This entire week, Dr. Miller was out of town and had left everything up to you to handle. Which meant that you had to rise early and sleep earlier than you were used to.
Thankfully, tomorrow was the last day of this, and then you could have a few days off.
Beside you, Namjoon had somehow drifted off to sleep. You grabbed the remote for the TV and flipped through the channels. After spending a few minutes trying to find something to watch, you gave up.
You peeled yourself off of the couch slowly, trying not to make noise, and tiptoed out of the room.
end notes: namjoon will be more talkative in the next chapter, i promise! also.. the mc still has no clue he has a human form.. maybe in the next chapter that can be resolved? the mc will have a few days off from work too.. hm. c;
this was super unedited, so i apologize if there are errors. if something doesn’t make sense or add up.. don’t question it t_t. i mean- hit up my ask and ill attempt to clear things up. c:
To celebrate the fact I am making progress with my writing, I have decided to make the outlines for my currently untitled Dragon!Namjoon x Human!Reader available for a full week!
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1. Until Dawn - ladouleurExquise (AO3)
This whole series is a master piece. There is so many words I could say about just how much I love it. The extensive details and unpredictable twists. It follows Vampire!Jimin and AlphaWerewolf!Jungkook, and their 5 friends who also posess amazing supernatural powers It is a little smutty(Hopefully more soon heheh) with innuendos sprinkled throughout however it has an amazingly action packed plot. You won't see any of it coming. This fic WILL;
- Make you Laugh
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The Author is someone I respect so much and I hold her near and dear to my heart.♡ She actually mentioned me in the most recent chapter of the fic [ Fade to White ] and I was almost in tears I was so humbled. She is an incredible writer and the fic will leave you wanting more, luckily from what I know there is more chapters to come so please join me for the adventure of a life time!
Relationships; Jikook, Namjin, Sope and AsexualTaeTae
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3. In a Bed of Roses - OwlType (AO3)
This fic is so gorgeous, it is a retelling of, Greek mythology, Hades and Persephone. If you don't know the story do a quick Google search and you won't be disappointed. This fic contains a very handsome and mysterious Hades!Jungkook that very obviously falls the our beautiful Persephone!Jimin. The fic is only 4 chapters long but there is a sneak peek for chapter 5 on the author's Tumblr ( @jimyooin ) so go there and read that once you finish the first 4 chapters. I'm not so PATIENTLY WAITING for chapter 5 hehehe... This fic is beautiful and is written superbly. It obviously has some dark secrets to be revealed later and oh boy am I ready for it. Iam also ready for some Jikook love to happen. ;D Jimins room IS very grand and SPACIOUS in the fic. The Author is an absolutely gorgeous person so please go to her Tumblr and tell her I sent you. You'll love her and how cute she is I promise. ♡
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“Fuck why is this so high up” You cursed under your breath trying to reach a book you really needed, standing on your tippy toes while on a small step stool you tried your best to reach the book. “Stupid ass arms, grow!” you growled at yourself for not being very tall, your arms were fairly long but not long enough apparently.
One bad thing about going to a co-species university was that the library was far larger than any other and because of certain hybrids they could just fly up or jump up to grab something up too high, the librarians were suppose to help with it but you were out of luck when searching for one to help you, usually owl hybrids were the ones in the library but today it seemed like it was completely void of all help.
Deciding to just jump a little your fingers touched the book, “Almost there!” you squeaked as you jumped again, grabbing the corner of the book you pulled it out but as you did the stood seemed to wobble unsteadily. “Shit!” you cursed as you felt yourself fall backwards, though you realized someone had caught you fairly quickly. Looking at the person who’d caught you your eyes widened a bit, he looked like some dark prince straight out of one of your crappy romance novels.
The dimples on his cheeks mesmerized you, the man smirked at your surprise. “You alright?” he asked, his deep voice seeming to vibrate through your body, nodding you clutched the book tightly to your chest. “You should just ask for help next time instead of jumping like a frog on a broken step stool” he chuckled.
“Broken..?” you asked, looking down at the stool that indeed had a crack in the leg, though you weren’t sure if that was before or after you had jumped on it. Clearing your throat lightly you felt his arms tighten a little around you as he held you princess style, your face flushed red in embarrassment.
“My name’s Namjoon, I’m a librarian here by the way” he said staring at you with sky blue eyes, taking in his looks you noticed his hair was a grape purple. “Beautiful” you muttered without thinking, the contrast of his purple hair and blue eyes was indeed beautiful. He chuckled, “what was that?”.
You blinked a few times and clutched the book even tighter, “I’m Y/N”. Namjoon nodded, “I know I see you in here often, I’ve rang you through a few times too”. Your brows furrowed, surely you would’ve remembered him, though you don’t recall ever looking at the librarians or clerks often enough to remember faces. “O-Oh” you squeaked, “Namjoon?”.
His eyes seemed to just burn into you as he kept staring, “Yes Y/N?”. You looked away from his gaze with a flushed face, “Mind letting me down?”. Looking back at him you noticed his expression had dropped and his cheeks burned bright red, he hurriedly set you down, “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to just hold you like that I mean I just..I’m sorry” he fumbled on his own words as he no longer made eye contact, running his hand through his hair nervously.
You giggled at how quickly he became a fumbling mess, it was adorable. “It’s fine it’s fine, anyways thank you for catching me, you’re pretty strong”. Taking the chance to look over his physique you noticed he was much taller than you and well built. “Ah no problem, I’m not that strong” he mumbled.
You glanced at his face again this time noticing something you hadn’t before, horns.
Decent sized horns sprouting from his head that curved backwards only to curve up and around, they were black as night with flecks of purple embedded in them. He noticed you staring and covered his head with his hands, moving them away you saw they were gone.
“Where did they go?” you asked, making eye contact with him again. He looked away and back at you, “I just, I don’t want to scare you is all. People think my horns are creepy” he said in a weak voice.
Him scary? Creepy? Okay maybe you could understand if someone saw him just holding you and staring at you it would make sense to get creep vibes but from such pretty horns?
“I thought they were pretty” you said with a straight face, Namjoon’s expression seemed one of confusion. Like he was trying to tell if you were joking or not.
“Really?”
You nodded, “Really”.
He smiled and looked down, shuffling his feet a bit. “No one has ever called them pretty, maybe my grandma and mom but...no one else”.
He looked up at you and felt a warmth in his chest grow, taking in your beauty as you just stared at him with one of his favorite books clutched to your chest. You looked ethereal, the first time he had seen you in he felt his reality shift. You had messy hair and a onesie on as you scurried about like a chicken with it’s head cut off gathering books. Ever since then he could always tell when you were near, though he also realized you were human. Not odd since the university accepted people of all kinds but the pull he had to be near you, to be with you was odd.
He watched as the corners of your mouth turned up into a smile, “Well I like them, there’s no need to hide them from me”. His heart skipped a beat, “Do you want to get a coffee?” he blurted out on impulse.
You blinked a few times, not expecting that but nodded furiously, “I would love to” you answered back quickly.
There was a silence, Namjoon coughed, “How about now?”.
You nodded again, “I’m not busy just let me check this book out first”.
Namjoon smiled, “Alright cool, I’m done with my shift here as of- glancing to his watch- two minutes ago”.
“I’ll walk with you to check it out if you don’t mind?” he asked as you started to walk to the center of the library, “I don’t mind”.
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The cafe was small and cozy, you had ordered a weird combination of things to be placed in a latte, he had ordered a hot chocolate with hazelnut and pumpkin spice. He had also paid for you both much to your refusal to let him pay, he just laughed and handed the clerk his card.
Now here you were, with the mysterious librarian who had caught you when you fell and you were both silent.
Sipping on your drink you glanced out the window nervously.
“So..Y/N..what’s your major?” he asked as he sipped his own drink.
“I’m going to become a teacher...not sure what kind but I’m thinking literature professor” a small smile graced your lips as you thought about your possible future being a professor.
“Really? I could see you being a professor, it suits you” he said with a big grin, his dimples blossoming on his cheeks.
“Is that so? What about you? What’s your major?”.
“I want to be a philosophy professor” the grin never left his face, you felt your heart beat a little faster. He just seemed to keep getting more and more perfect, “That suits you too well”.
Chuckling he nodded, “I get that alot, so tell me more about yourself if you don’t mind”.
“Well, I’ll be upfront and honest. I like you Namjoon, if you want to still get to know me after I’ve just said this then I’ll tell you anything you want to know”. You braced yourself for rejection, after realizing you obviously felt attracted to him you had gone through a number of scenarios all which seemed to led badly. So to shorten the pain you chose to just put it out there and get it over with.
Namjoon felt his face burn up, he hadn’t expected you to be so forward let alone feel the same way he did. He took a drink gulp of his drink which went down the wrong tube, making him cough furiously.
You quickly jumped up and out of your seat rushing to him patting his back, you weren’t sure what to do in this situation. You watched as he coughed, one cough was much harder and louder when you saw flames.
The short spurts of flames kept appearing the more he coughed, a waiter noticed and brought him some water, taking over rubbing his back for him. “Drink the water it’ll help” he said to the panicked man.
Namjoon quickly downed the cup and took a deep breathe, small coughs here and there but no flames. The waiter left once he seemed fine and you went to grab your things and leave, the embarrassment eating you alive.
Just as you were passing Namjoon to get to the door he grabbed your arm, “Wait Y/N!” he said in a raspy voice, letting go of your arm. “Did you mean that?”.
You contemplated on what you should do, run or explain. Run.
Or explain.
Giving him a nod you felt your body being turned around, though you didn’t have time to process what was happening before a warm sensation was on your mouth.
Your mind felt fuzzy and clouded as you tried to think of what was happening, Namjoon’s arms wrapped around you as he moved his lips against yours.
A kiss.
He was kissing you.
You felt your form relax in his arms, closing your eyes and kissing back. The return made him smile into the kiss, pulling away to look at you. You had opened your eyes when he pulled away, though he noticed your eyes were glazed over, you looked dazed.
“I’m sorry, I just. I didn’t think you’d feel the same way about me” he said, his arms dropping from you.
“It’s fine, so you like me?”.
“I do”.
“Still want to know more about me?”
Namjoon nodded, “Always”.
“Alright”.
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It had been two months since you first ran into Namjoon, more like fell into but regardless.
You had spent hours talking about things you both do and things you both wanted or needed to know, you had learned many things about him. One of which was that he’s a dragon, more along the lines of a dragon hybrid since his dad was human and mom was a dragon.
Though you also wanted to ask about sexual fantasies you were too nervous to ask and it seemed too soon, he had stopped hiding his horns at first only when with you but recently he no longer hid them at all.
Smiling to yourself you started wondering what he would be like in bed, biting your lip you let your thoughts further, thinking about if his dick was larger than usual since he’s part dragon. Licking your lips you giggled, what if he was submissive? There’s no way he’d be a sub right? A switch maybe, you felt your clit throb slightly at the thought of him entering you, his horns sparkling in the dim light as he smirked pounding into you roughly.
Maybe he’d be into dirty talk?
A hand waved over your face startling you.
“Babe you’re drooling what were you doing?” Namjoon asked as he sad down next to you wrapping his arm around you. You looked up at him with lust filled eyes as you giggled a little, “Nothing, I missed you” leaning in you gave him a peck on the lips. He kissed you back and smiled, “I missed you too Y/N”.
“So how’s your day been Joonie?” you asked leaning your head on him.
“It’s been alright, better now that I’ve got you with me. Though I’ve got some news”.
You hated when someone said they had news, it was usually bad, anxiety prickled at your senses. “Oh?”.
Looking up at him you searched his face for any signs of it being bad news, though what you saw was a flushed face and him smiling at you.
“I uh..I don’t know how to say this without being weird” he laughed, you sat up and gave him the glare he hated, “Fine fine, so I’m going into heat...in a few days..I didn’t think I would since it usually isn’t for a few more months but my doctor said it could be because I’ve found a mate..”.
You looked at him curiously, “Wait dragons go into heat? That seems like something only dogs, cats, etc go into?”. He shook his head, “We have cycles too, it happens once in awhile usually around spring or certain moon phases. Mine just came earlier since my body is changing according to me finding you I guess”.
“So I’m your mate?”
He nodded
“Wait so is it like when wolves imprint or anything? Is it forever or just temporary?”.
“It’s exactly like those cliche stories you read, one mate for life, I mean technically if you were to leave me I could possibly love another and live a life with them but I’d never have the same pull or connection. Essentially you’re my ideal pairing”.
“I see, so when is your heat going to start again? Do you turn into a dragon? What happens?”
He raised a brow at you, “You don’t need to know because you won’t be around me during my heat, it’s dangerous for a human and I don’t want to hurt you”.
You bit your lip, “Hurt me? How?”.
Namjoon noticed you bite your lip, his gaze lingered on the action. Taking a deep breath he exhaled slowly, the scent of your arousal just now hitting him. He hadn’t noticed before but now it was evident.
“You really want to know?” he asked back in a much deeper voice, you felt a tingle travel up your spine, “Yeah”.
He smirked, “Because baby, when I go into heat I’ll be consumed by raw hormones. All I’ll be thinking about is fucking you til you can’t walk and filling you with my cum, marking you so everyone knows who you belong to. Though I can’t control my strength well as is, I don’t want to lose control even more so with you.” he bit his lip as he took in your fucked out expression, you were biting your lip hard. Leaning in he kissed you roughly before pulling away, “Besides baby girl, I don’t know that you could take my cock”.
You let out a whine at his words, feeling your panties dampen, your insides felt like they were on fire. “Jooniee…” you whined as you clung to his shirt. “What about before your heat hits?”.
Namjoon gripped you tightly, pulling away slightly realizing where you both were. Sitting in the library talking about fucking was not going to look good should one of his supervisors come around, not to mention the hybrids who have excellent hearing could most likely hear everything. The scent around you both smelt like pure lust, you smelt like you needed him. Needed his cock.
“I don’t want to hurt you” he groaned as your hand found his thigh, moving slowly up, “Joonie you won’t hurt me” you said leaning in to kiss his neck.
He felt himself harden even more, his cock throbbed with need to be inside you, “Fuck, my place or yours?”.
You smiled into his neck, licking and biting, “Yours”.
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Namjoon slammed his door shut and locked it as he picked you up and pushed you against the nearest wall, kissing you roughly while biting at you lips. Moaning into his mouth you felt him rub his hard member against your soaked core, the two months you had been dating neither of you had done anything besides slight dry humping and kissing, he grabbed your boobs here and there but always pulled back.
“Fuck you’re so wet” he growled out as he sucked on your neck, marking you as his. Whining in response you pulled his hair slightly, “Fuck me Joon”.
He started grinding against your pussy even harder, moaning at your demand. “Babe you know I can’t”.
“Please Namjoon please” you begged as you felt your eyes water, you felt like you’d explode.
He carried you into his room, setting you down on the bed, kissing all over your body. “I can’t”.
Furrowing your brows in annoyance you whimpered, “I need you baby, I need your cock inside me..please”. You watched as his expression was mixed with pain and lust, laying back on your elbows legs spread you took your skirt off exposing your soaked panties to him. Crawling over you he towered above you, staring at you intently.
“I’ll eat you out, I’ll finger you, but I don’t want to hurt you with my cock”.
You trailed your hand down his chest and started unbuttoning his shirt, “I’ll take whatever you give me joonie”.
He exhaled, finally feeling freed from you asking him to fuck you. You made quick work of his shirt and threw your own off along with your bra, glancing down at the very large bulge in his pants you slid down a bit and cupped him, he let out a moan and ground into your hand.
“So big” you moaned, unbuckling his belt and going to unzip his pants but before you could he stopped you. “I just want to see it joon, can’t I?”.
He chuckled, “Fine, maybe then you’ll understand”. He took his pants off quickly, tossing his underwear off. Hearing you gasp was expected, “Now do you see why we can’t have sex?”.
He looked at you but you were practically drooling as you stared at his member hanging there, he took the moment to stare at your breasts. Perfect just like everything else about you, his gaze trailed to your swollen lips and teary eyes. You glanced up at him and got off the bed, he looked at you worried that you were leaving. Though his expression darkened quickly when he realized you were kneeling at the edge of the bed, “Sit on the edge Joon”.
He chuckled and did just that, “Don’t hurt yourself”.
You smirked as you grasped his cock with one hand and gave it a few pumps, he was huge, though you were pretty sure you could fit it. The vagina is made to stretch for a child, so it should technically be able to work. Not only was he thick but he was long too, pre cum leaking from the tip. You gave him a gentle lick up from his base to the tip, lapping up the pre cum.
Namjoon moaned as his fists gripped the bed sheets, “fuck Y/N that feels so good”. You continued licking him paying attention to the underside of the head, testing the waters a bit you took the head into your mouth and started taking more of him. Your mouth was stuffed and you hadn’t even gotten half of him in, pulling off of him you repeated it.
His moans and growls only fueled you more, bobbing up and down on what you could take your tongue swiped furiously on the underside as you did. “Fuck baby girl your sucking my cock so well” he moaned out, staring down at your small frame and small mouth stuffed with his cock.
He brushed the hair out of your face and wiped a tear that fell from your eyes as you tried taking him further, “Hey babe don’t force yourself”.
Pulling off of him you straddled him taking him by surprise, “I love you Joon”. He placed his hands on your hips and pulled you closer kissing you gently, “I love you too Y/N, now let me eat that pussy”. Giggling you laid down on the bed and pulled your panties off tossing them at his face, he laughed as he laid down between your thighs.” You smell so fucking good, I’m sure all the hybrids could smell you on campus”.
Blushing you felt your pussy twitch in anticipation, “So needy” he said, his mouth finally coming down on your cunt. He licked and sucked teasingly before moving to spread your legs farther apart, once satisfied with your spread he hooked his arm under your thighs and lifted your legs over his shoulders as he licked at your clit.
Moaning out loudly you jerked your hips upwards, the vibrating sensation of him chuckling into your core made you moan even more, “Fuck Joon”.
He continued to attack your clit, swirling his tongue around it, suddenly he brought a finger to your soaked opening, pushing in slowly, you cried out in pleasure as he started thrusting his finger in and out of you roughly while sucking on your clit.
You felt your abdomen knot up, you felt like you were on fire as he added another finger, curling them upwards before lightly biting your clit. “Ahhh fuck fuck nnnnnnggh Joon” you moaned out. Your thighs began to shake signaling your release as he deepened his thrusts even more, moving your hips to meet his thrusts you felt the knot release from within you as your thighs cramped up and twitched. Namjoon kept fingering you as he gave your clit another lick, “too much too much fuck I’m so sensitive”.
He chuckled as he withdrew his fingers now covered in a creamy substance, “So, you cream instead of squirt?”. Bringing his finger to his mouth he sucked your release off, you moaned up at him panting, “Can we try?”.
He licked his lips, leaning over you, “We can try”.
You kissed him roughly as he lined his massive member with your still twitching core, “Tell me if it hurts” he said before going to suck on your collar bone and biting your chest, you felt the tip push in. The stretch wasn’t pleasant but it wasn’t bad.
Moaning you felt him push more inside, causing you to wince at the stretch, “ahhh” you whined out. He stopped pushing and stilled inside you, only three inches or so being inside, “You take me so well baby I’m so proud of my baby girl”.
Moving your hips back at him you felt him tense up, letting out a groan. “You’re so fucking tight, don’t move like that or I’ll cum right away”. Moaning you continued to move your hips on your own, fucking yourself on what was inside of you, your walls tingled with pleasure as the fire ignited again inside you.
He started shallowly thrusting only pushing in what you had taken earlier, “Your pussy feels so fucking good” he moaned out, hands gripping your hips now.
The pain was gone, replaced with pure pleasure, you moved your legs so that one was over his shoulder, causing him to slip deeper inside. You let out a loud whiney moan as he did so, he pulled out worried he hurt you, “Are you okay?”, you whined in response. “Put it back inside, it feels so good”.
Namjoon lined himself back up and pushed in deeper this time, your walls twitched and clenched around his member making him growl. Bringing his thumb down he started rubbing your clit, “Ah fuck fuck me Joon fuck me” you cried out. He started thrusting in slowly before picking up the speed, you felt so full, everytime he pulled out slightly it felt like he was taking something with him.
Luckily some of your release served as lubricant so he slid fairly easy in and out, thrusting into you he placed his hands on either side of your head, sweat dripped down his face as he neared his own high.
You started meeting his thrusts, making him grunt, Namjoon started pounding into you. Your squeaks and moans making his cock twitch, he looked down at you thoroughly fucked out with your eyes rolling back into your head and drool dripping down your chin. His entire girth and length still wasn’t fully inside but he resisted shoving it all inside you.
You felt your legs twitch again, walls clenching down tightly on his member making it hard for him to move, he buried his face into your neck as he bit down before continuing thrusting inside your hot wet cunt.
“I-I’m going to c-cum” you moaned out, he brought his thumb back to your clit rubbing circles into it roughly to give you the release you wanted.
“I’m going to cum too” he grunted as his hips started shaking, giving you quick deep thrusts, “Cum inside me” you moaned out, walls convulsing around him.
You felt the knot unravel again as you met his thrusts making more of him hit inside you, you felt yourself explode on his cock, the over stimulation from him still rubbing your clit making your walls twitch around him as he chased his own high. He thrusted in rougher and slower before pushing slightly deeper and finally releasing inside you, his cum overflowing out of you. His hips jerked inside you a few more times before he started to soften inside you.
Panting you both tried catching your breaths.
“F-fuck, I told you I could take it” you laughed in a raspy voice, wincing as he pulled out of you slowly. Namjoon watched as your gaping hole twitched around nothing while his cum flooded out of you. “You did great baby, did it hurt?”.
“A little at first but after that it felt amazing, you’re so big Joon”.
He chuckled as he got up to grab a damp towel, bringing it back and cleaning you off gently. You hissed at the over sensitivity as he wiped over your clit with the towel, “Can I help with your heat?”.
After he cleaned you up he threw the towel into a basket and laid one out beneath you to soak the spilled cum up from the bed, “Nope”.
Pouting you glared at him, “Why not?”. He chuckled, “You’re so sexy babe, maybe next time but I don’t want to lose control”.
“We just need to have sex more, if I can take all of you it should be okay right?”.
He hummed in response, “You’re addicted to my cock now aren’t you?”. Blushing you curled into his chest, “I love it and you, I just like feeling you inside me”.
You felt him laugh as he wrapped his arms around you, “We’ll see how you feel in a little bit once you’ve calmed down a little”.
Yawning you nodded, “Alright Joonie”, sleep quickly taking over you.
Namjoon kissed your head as he let himself fall asleep as well holding you tightly against his chest.
Namjoon is part dragon, and to his complete and utter embarassment, he can't stop collecting cute things for his hoard. Which would be fine except Jimin is the cutest person he's ever seen and it's becoming a real struggle not to collect him too...
Description: You’re awoken in the night to find seven strange (and oddly suicidal) men in your home–who apparently are magical creatures in disguise? Now you have a Dragon, Werewolf, Elf, Mermaid, Unicorn, Fairy living in your home and an enchanter that visits now and then. What could go wrong?
Warnings: Some mentions of gore (nothing explicit)
Posted: 05/25/2020
Tags: bts x reader, ot7
Chaos: 2,677 words
A/N: Finally getting this out of my drafts! Happy fourth day of fic-dump!
“Jimin! You can’t fly!” You called out, running over and grabbing his belt. “Namjoon! Stop challenging Jungkook, dog bites are notoriously troublesome and we can’t take you guys to the hospital. Hoseok, where’s Yoongi?”
“Still sleeping. Come play with me, Jiminie!” He came over and hugged the fairy.
“He’s no challenge!” Jungkook huffed, a growl in his throat.
Namjoon smirked, opening his mouth.
“You get one more warning and then the sword comes out again,” You warned. “And the silver!”
They hastily separated, heading into different rooms.
Hoseok had the fairy in a loving hold now, and the fairy seemed pretty satisfied with the attention.
You looked around again, trying to figure out when you lost the privacy of this upper living room. They’d only been with you for two and a half days, and already you had lost control.
“Where’s Seokjin?” You asked, realizing you hadn’t seen him since breakfast.
“I think he went outside,” Jimin answered.
You raced to grab a weapon, running down the stairs and outside.
He was sitting beside the fence, in the flowerbed, with Yoongi beside him. His fingers were deftly weaving some of the daisies that grew there into a second flower crown, the first being on Yoongi’s head.
They both looked up when you came rushing out.
Seokjin looked concerned. “Did something happen?”
You shook your head. “No, but I didn’t know whether you two would be okay out here. I actually was told Yoongi was inside, sleeping.”
Yoongi scoffed. “Who can sleep with that racket?” He was leaning against the elf, and he looked sickly pale in the shadow, but you knew it was his natural pallor. He had a sort of quiet satisfaction and curiosity, and he’d told you that he was happy and enjoying his time here (even if he’s only been here for a short while).
Seokjin patted the ground on his other side. “Sit with us. They’ll notice sooner or later and come find us. Maybe clean up the mess they’re making.”
You looked back at the house and nodded, sitting with them and smiling as Jin placed a flower crown on your head, then waved his hand and renewed the whole garden, fresh blooms filling the garden bed.
Yoongi was carefully suppressing a smile at the flowers. He bit his lip and reached out, touching one of the lilies.
Jin picked more flowers, starting to weave them into another crown. “I think Hoseok-ah will find us next. He’d look good with these flowers.”
You leaned back a bit and almost fell over.
Jin patted his shoulder. “You can lean on me. It’ll be more comfortable.”
You smiled a bit and leaned lightly against his shoulder. “It really is dangerous for you to be out here. Especially doing magic.”
He nodded. “I know. But Yoongi was upset. He’s a little sound sensitive since sound travels differently in the water.”
Yoongi pouted at the elf. “You were already out here.”
“Admiring the gardens and getting a breath of fresh air. I need to be around plants,” He explained. “And I thought just walking around would be okay. Your yard is fairly private, so I thought if I was quiet it would be okay.”
“If Taehyung ever gets back with the information, I might be able to understand what’s threatening all of you a little better.” You sighed and watched him twisting the flowers into a circle.
Hoseok came out, a little hesitantly, then hurrying once he noticed the three of you, sitting across from Jin and giving you all a tired look.
Jin placed the flowers on his head. “Overwhelmed, Hoseok-ah?”
Hoseok smiled a little, then seemed to take Jin’s sentence as an invitation to lay his head on Jin’s leg, getting comfortable. “I’m still not…I miss being…me.”
Yoongi sighed and nodded. “I understand. Everything is different like this, yet also similar.”
“I wish I knew how to help,” You murmured, frustration starting to rise up, but was suddenly quelled, as Jin made more flowers bloom. You stared hard, then smiled. “Are you using magic to calm all of us?”
“Myself included,” He whispered, running his fingers through Hoseok’s hair.
“How many times have you been moved?” You asked, reaching forward and stroking Hoseok’s hair as well.
Hoseok looked like he was half asleep already.
Jin sighed. “I couldn’t tell you. I’ve been in protective services since I was a kid. Taehyung has been the best case-worker I’ve had. He can be a little scattered, but he’s the most caring worker I’ve ever had.”
“He was being strategic when he placed you with the other boys with me, wasn’t he?”
He nodded. “He figured having one person who was used to being in the system might help.” He sighed softly. “Sorry I’m not being more helpful.”
“You’re fine. I’m just struggling to find a good groove.” You frowned a bit, trying to figure out how to accommodate all of them at once.
Then the air ripped apart and Taehyung tumbled out and face-first into the dirt—causing both Jin and Hoseok to jump.
The air sealed back up.
You sort of crawled the two foot distance, prodding his shoulder. “You kind of deserved that.”
He groaned and pushed himself up, coughing and spitting out dirt. “I know.” He then looked around and his eyes widened. “Inside.”
Jin hurried to get the other two up and then into the house while you helped Taehyung up (because he looked terribly beaten up) and into the house.
You locked the door after getting Taehyung on the bench beside the back door. “So, backyard is dangerous, got it.”
“Sorry, no, not normally. Not the way you guys were using it, but my entrance would have drawn attention.” He looked slightly apologetic. “I brought their files.”
You sighed. “Come into the living room.”
“Nice flowers,” He murmured as he limped after you.
You glanced back, hand going to your head and feeling the velvety soft petals. “Thanks.”
“How have things been?”
You stopped staring at your wreck of a living room and the three culprits responsible.
Namjoon at least looked repentant and surprised at the destruction he caused.
Jimin was playing with the feathers with gleeful giggles while bouncing on the couch.
Jungkook was still tearing apart the pillow in dog form.
“Oh, you know. There are ups and downs,” You answered, shoulders slumping.
Taehyung’s eyes were huge. “Whoa.”
Hoseok made a pained noise.
Yoongi’s mouth was hanging open and his eyes were huge.
Jin looked grim, stepping forward with a muttered word—a sort of wake of air pushing out from him and making the three trouble-makers stagger.
They looked over, wide-eyed and guilty (except Jimin, who didn’t seem to know that this was something he shouldn’t do).
“Clean it up,” Yoongi said, a strange hiss to his voice that made Jungkook’s fur go on end.
Even Jimin seemed to realize that he was in trouble because he started cleaning with the others, very quickly.
Taehyung sighed. “Let’s go upstairs to talk?”
You shrugged, but led the way upstairs while the oldest three supervised the younger three as they cleaned.
Taehyung sat after you, a little tentative, but ultimately in a tired way. He lay down a stack of folders. “Their files. All of their cases are…difficult. Dangerous. Like I said, the Oracle said this was the only place they would be safe.”
You picked up the first one. “So, Seokjin has told me two different things. That he’s only known you for a couple days, and that you’ve managed his case for a couple years.”
“Both. We only met a couple days ago, but I’ve been managing his case for a few years now. We just always missed each other when we were in the same place. He was the first case I had. His previous caseworker…well…they sort of got killed so people were reluctant to step up.”
“Sort of?”
“Technically…he’s not dead. Yet.”
“Um….”
He made a face. “I didn’t exactly know about it until after I’d taken the case on, but he sort of got put in a chamber that slows down time…while also tearing you apart.”
You stared at him. “How did he get put in there?”
“Well, there’s this dark elf…and he’s sort of hunting down Seokjin’s family…especially Seokjin…and he’s joined this other warlock and an enchantress…and…they….” He grimaced. “It’s in the file. Actually, because I took on Seokjin’s case, these guys all came to me as well when they were threatened, because it’s the same group. They’re working on something, and they need elements from all of them. Specifically them. I’m still working to find out what it is.”
You nodded slowly. “So, was this house the safest place, or was it me.”
He shrugged a little, looking down. “I told you, you come from a long line of warriors and protectors. Even your parents were protectors.”
“Is that how they died?” You asked, feeling sick. “Did they die because they were protectors?”
Taehyung nodded. “But the person they were protecting was you. Back then…there was a group that realized if they took out the warriors and protectors then they wouldn’t have to worry about them interfering with their schemes. There were a lot of lost protectors. Your parents stopped them, but the cost was their lives.”
You shook your head. “I don’t remember my parents ever protecting anyone. They were my parents. He worked 9 to 5, she stayed home and cared for me.”
Taehyung looked up again, meeting your eyes. “You really don’t remember having siblings? Not even ones you pass off as imaginary friends?”
“Not even imaginary friends. The only imaginary friend I had was a stuffed monkey toy.”
He frowned, looking at the stack of folders. “Maybe they wiped your mind,” He whispered, looking worried. “But why would they?”
You looked at the file that was sitting open on your lap. It had a series of photos of Seokjin, from when he was a child and as he grew. Then it had a whole stack of papers.
“That’s the condensed version, by the way. Only what could be released.”
“Condensed? This is condensed?” You asked, voice squeaking. “It’s a textbook.”
He nodded, looking tired just at the thought. “I had to read through the un-condensed version. I included my summary notes in each file to help.”
You nodded, noticing the hand-written page near the top after the basic profile information and before the detailed history of Seokjin’s life. “Wow.”
“His is definitely the biggest file. Hoseok and Namjoon are the only other ones who weren’t just pulled into protective services. Hoseok’s been in for…four months? And Namjoon was in for two weeks before coming here.” Taehyung’s voice was getting deeper, and you could tell he was falling asleep.
You hummed picking up the next folder. You’d investigate each file as thoroughly as possible later, right now you just wanted a brief overview.
Hoseok’s was the next you picked up, a picture of his human form (looking very surprised) and another of a very nice looking horse—sorry, Unicorn—right next to it.
Hurt during an encounter with a hunter, highly sought-out for the healing properties unicorns hold, then targeted by the “Black Rose”. Put in protective custody, but hadn’t been placed with any Protectors.
Taehyung was fast asleep, slumped on the couch.
You studied him for a moment. “Who’s protecting you?” You asked in a whisper, then sighed and turned your attention to the next file, studying the picture of Namjoon’s dragon form.
Yoongi sort of rushed in, then came and settled onto the other end of the couch, curling up and squeezing his eyes shut. “I don’t exist.”
“Okay,” You agreed softly, picking up the next file and looking at Jungkook’s pictures. Big wolf.
You probably spent a good half-hour looking through the files and slowly finding the information that you were interested in at the moment.
Then Hoseok poked his head up. “They’re done cleaning.”
You set the files aside and headed down, looking over everything.
All three had their heads hung, repentant.
You inspected the room.
The destroyed pillow.
The boys.
“We’re really sorry, y/n,” Jungkook finally said, fidgeting and voice a little thick.
“We were out of control, and we shouldn’t have done what we did. You’ve already let us stay here, it wasn’t fair of us to abuse that hospitality,” Namjoon added, bowing slightly.
“I’m really sorry,” Jimin said, voice wobbling.
You shrugged. “I forgive you. But this is how it works, you make a mess, you clean it up. Preferably before I see it. You don’t break things on purpose, or rip things on purpose. Okay?”
They nodded.
You nodded, and patted each of them on the head. “Put in a movie. Taehyung and Yoongi are asleep upstairs and I think Taehyung needs the sleep.”
They were looking at you with such big eyes.
You looked between them, then gently maneuvered Namjoon and guided him to the couch and sat him down, then Jungkook, who whimpered slightly, and finally Jimin. “Jin, can you put in a movie? I’m going to get some snacks for you all.” You smoothed Jungkook’s hair as you passed behind the couch to go into the kitchen and get different snacks and drinks for them. You’d noticed that you seemed to intuitively know what they would like to eat, which kind of scared you but was also really cool.
So, banana milk for Jungkook, coffee for Namjoon, and juice for Jimin—followed by fruit for all of them, and varying snacks for each of them individually.
You took it to them, setting it on the coffee table so you could bundle them up in the throw blankets. “How much of a lecture did you give them? They’re traumatized.”
“They’re not traumatized,” Yoongi muttered from the arm chair, apparently having woken up and come downstairs.
“They’re babies, you have to be gentle.”
“I’m not a baby!”
“I’m two-hundred years old!”
“I’m not a pup!”
“Oh shush, you’re babies.” You rolled your eyes and kept fussing over them until they were both covered, but free enough to take their snacks and drinks. “Eat. Watch the movie.”
Taehyung came down looking confused and sleepy. “Uh….”
“Sit, I’ll get you a snack.” You went into the kitchen, humming as you tried to decide what to get him, finally deciding on some fruit to hold him over because you felt like he needed a meal more than anything. You added extra strawberries to his bowl, then headed over, setting it in front of him. “Eat. Rest. We’ll talk about safety measures over dinner tonight.”
He stared at the strawberries, then nodded and started eating.
You turned toward the window when you thought you saw movement. “And defense.”
Taehyung was looking out that window as well, looking wary as he nodded agreement.
“I’m going to go double check outside,” You said, grabbing a sword. “Keep the doors locked, I have my keys. I’ll knock three times before I come back in. Anything else and you should treat it as hostile.”
Taehyung pulled out his wand, looking nervous. “Are you sure you don’t want me along?”
“I’ll be fine.”
He nodded reluctantly.
You went outside, casually looking around. Heading for the where you saw the movement. You were praying it was just a bird, but it felt like there was more to it. A bird wouldn’t make you feel this anxious.
Rustling in the bushes.
You turned that way and let out an eep of surprise, rushing to duck out of the way of the massive battle ax that was swinging down toward your head—hopefully before it took it off.
“Time to die, protector!”
“No thanks!” You replied, dodging again and then running away from the house. “I rather like living!”
