She started to rummage around her basement cabinets looking for a spare vocal module but after 45 minutes of near-constant searching she had to give it up.
"Okay so."
"C-Can't find o-one?"
"Unfortunately no, I'm sorry. What I can do though is head into the town closest to us and see if the local repair shop has one they can spare."
"P-Please don't-t-t leave m-me!" The robot girl started to look visibly panicked.
"Okay, well... you could come with me."
"I d-don't know. There c-could be so many p-people, I am scared of someone wanting t-t-to hurt me."
"No one is going to hurt you." Venua said confidently.
"Everyone in town is super nice! I bet they'd love you."
"Really?"
"Of course. No one, including me, has seen one like you since before the unification. They'll at the very least think you're really neat."
"I d-don't know. This all feels really fast, c-can we just stay here for a while?"
"I'm never going to make you leave here, I could even set up a room for you if you wanted." A long silence permeated the room at this pronouncement.
"Did I, ever ask you your name?"
"N-No."
"Can I ask your name?"
"My... name is..."
Timothee walked into his house, tossing his bags on the counter. He started unloading his groceries humming along to the music blasting through his AirPods. The sun was close to setting. He had waited around for Y/N to come around like she’d said but when she never showed several hours later he decided to just go grab a few groceries. He was running low on beer anyway.
He glanced up at his pool and paused, seeing movement. He flipped his outside lights on and saw Y/N look towards the house from in the middle of the pool. He opened his back door and walked out to the pool.
“I thought you flaked!” He shouted from a distance.
She turned towards him, net in hand. “Nope, just really late.”
Timothee laughed and sat on the edge of the pool. “You could have waited till tomorrow.”
“I’m a woman of my word.” She walked closer to where he was sitting. “If I say I'll be there on a certain day, I’ll be there.”
“It’s a pool cleaning. It isn’t that serious.” He tells her as she stops in front of him, tossing the net on the side.
“Flake on little stuff teaches you to flake on big stuff.”
“Touche.” He smiles.
“Besides, I was done.” She hoists herself up out of the pool.
“Are you in a rush now that I’m home?” He grins sarcastically as he looks up at her.
“Nope!” She towels herself off a bit and Timothee looks her body up and down. “You’re my last stop today.” Her white tank top and dark blue shorts clung to her body, her bikini easy to see beneath and Timothee noticed it all.
“Then why don’t you sit and relax a little.” He jumps up. “Tell you what, wait here.” He tells her and runs back into the house. She waits for a moment as she fixes her messy hair back in a messy bun, drying off the water from her body before tossing her towel into her pile of items. “Here you go.” Timothee re-emerges with two beers, holding one out to her. She gives him an odd look. “What? You’ve never had a beer after work?”
“Yeah.” She takes the beer. “Alone in my apartment.” Giving a chuckle she pops the top of her beer.
“Sit.” Timothee tells her as he places his feet back into the pool.
She takes a breath. “Fine. I’ll indulge you for one beer.” She sits next to him. “Only because I’ve had a hell of a day and, well, free beer.” She tips the beer to him and he laughs.
“Rough day?”
She nods, taking a sip of beer. “I had a pump bust on me this afternoon. Which is why I was hours late.”
“Damn! That sucks!”
“Oh!” She turned to him. “I fixed your pool vacuum.”
“You what?”
“You vacuum. It was a broken switch. Well a jammed switch actually. Tell me,” She turned to Timothee. “Do you own a paintball gun?” She lifted a brow.
“Uh, yeah.” He scratches the back of his head with a guilty expression.
“Yeah, funny thing. Your vacuum was shot in the switches with a paintball gun.”
“Drunk nights with friends get a little. . .chaotic here.” She lets out a laugh that makes Timothee forget to breathe. Her laugh made his stomach flip. He watched her as she looked down at the pool, taking another sip of her beer. “Thank you.” He said finally, after he realized he was staring. How she hadn’t noticed yet he didn’t know. “For- for fixing it.”
“Not a big deal.” She shrugged. “Oh, and thanks for not changing the code.” She smirked at him. “I will say though, you are. . . persistent.”
“I hope that’s a good thing.”
She looks over at him as she kicks her feet gently in the water. “I don’t know yet.”
“Oh really?!” He raised his brows. “And here I am thinking you had your mind made up about me.”
“Almost.”
“Almost?” He hums. “Well, I’m an open book. What do you want to know? Oh, right! You don’t want to know anything about me.” She laughed at him quoting her. He wanted her facial expressions, the way she held herself. “You used to be.” He said, and she looked up at him. “But you're not anymore.”
“And why would you say that?”
“Because you have a very open personality. You have this brightness about you that draws people in, even though you have a bite to you.”
“A bite?” She asks with a smile.
“Yes.’ He points to her with his beer in hand. “You are sweet but can snap someone's head off in a heartbeat.”
“And you pull this from a handful of 15 minute conversations?” She asked skeptically.
“I like to watch people when I’m interested.”
“Interested?”
“Yes, interested.” He nodded.
“You don’t give up do you?” She shook her head, taking a long sip of her beer.
“Not when I want something.”
“And after you get it?” She raises a brow. “I bet it goes right next to all the other toys in the toy bin.” She tells him, pulling her feet up from the water, standing up.
Timothee is quick to his feet. “I never said that.”
“You didn’t have to.” She grabbed her bag of pool items she’d brought out the truck. “I know your type.”
“What type is that?” He follows her as she walks to the gate.
“Rich, probably powerful, young, has women throw themselves at you.” She stops at the gate and types in the code to unlock it, Timothee behind her. “When you come across a woman that doesn’t want you, you make it your mission to sway her.” She turns at the gate, looking up at Timothee. “I’m not interested in playing your game. So take this as a formal denial of your advances.” She stepped back, closing the gate. “See you next week, Mr. Chalamet. Thanks for the beer.”
She turns and walks to her truck and Timothee is left standing there quite confused. He thought for a moment she was warming up to him. Then as soon as he tried she slammed him with that. Maybe she really wasn’t interested. But the way she smiles at him. The way she looks at him. Maybe he was just dealing with a crush, he thought. It had been awhile since he’d had a girlfriend. Yeah, that was it. He was just off of his game, he’d decided.
Pairing: Hybrid!Taehyung x Reader, Hybrid!Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Hybrid!BTS, Non idol AU, fluff
Warnings: Pregnancy
Summary: Y/n was abandoned by her long time boyfriend and moves back home to help prepare for the baby. She’s surprised to find two unfamiliar hybrids at her house.
Length: 2,884
Notes: Okay I got a new laptop :) and I started a new job so I've been a bit busy but I should have a new chapter out sometime next week
Date Posted: 9/13/2021
“Come on, we don’t have all night. Let’s talk this out, communication is key.” That only caused them to meander their way in, softly shutting the door behind them with an audible click in this silence. Jungkook settled in at the foot of my bed but Taehyung stood next to him, his form rigid. The room had a tense air about it, the two refusing to speak. “Okay, fine, You don’t want to start then I will. Taehyung, how long have you been scenting me without me knowing ?”
“We both have,” Jungkook interjected. His face was resigned into one that expected only the worst outcome.
Well, that didn’t answer my question. “How long?”
“The second week after I met you. I’ve been scenting you since then, Jungkook has only scented you since we ran into that asshole at the grocery store.” Tae spoke up finally but kept his eyes trained on the floor.
That did make sense but I was confused why Hobi never noticed.“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I thought you knew since Hoseok scents you constantly so after a few days I joined in and started to scent you too. I didn’t know you were oblivious until about a month ago when Hoseok noticed I was on you and you laughed him off. I realized I should probably talk to you about it since you’re dense when it comes to hybrids. But I didn't stop, I kept the pheromones low so I could keep you claimed in between then and now.”His body language was stiff, his eyes trained on the hardwood floors while he clenched his hands at his sides. He looked both defiant and scared, a combination that I would never have expected from the snow leopard.
The possessiveness that permeated the word ‘claimed’ ruffled a few of my feathers and I couldn’t help exclaiming: “You claimed me? What the fuck Tae?”
Taehyung finally looked up, his eyes much softer than I expected, he reached out for me and gently held my hand. “No, it's not what you think. It helps me know you’re okay. I knew something was wrong earlier because the pheromones soured all of a sudden so I ran down to you. Jungkook can attest! With both of our scents entwined with yours, it's easy to know when you’re not okay.”
“It’s why I noticed your pheromones changed with the babies.” Jungkook chimed in once again, he was letting Taehung do all the talking, typical Kookie.
I pulled my hands away to rub my forehead, frustrated a bit at how it just wasn’t clicking for me. A lot of useful information that means jack-shit to me when beating around the bush. “But what does this all mean? You mentioned pack earlier, what does that mean?”
“Well, a pack is a group of individuals who care for each other. It was more common among our grandparents but hybrids our age are bringing the idea back since the laws are changing for us to have more freedoms. By the time the babies are born, I think we’ll be fully independent and we were going to wait until then to tell you about our pack.” Jungkook explained, his hands knotting together under the stress of explaining it to me. I appreciated that he was trying and I knew somehow he was only speaking because of how stressed I looked.
I nodded, that could make sense. “So, we’re all in a pack? Then why did Hobi look so angry when you said that?”
“No, just You, Kook, and I. We are a pack, we claimed you together.” Taehyung finally sat down on the bed with us, his body coiling on the edge as if he was prepared to run at any second.
“Claiming you means we love you Y/n. We want every other hybrid to know that you are loved by us both- so we scent you. It took me a while to do it too but it’s this burning itch under my skin that won't go away until I can smell myself on you. Like Tae said before, when we scent you it helps us keep track of your pheromones so we’re more attuned to if something happens to you.” Jungkook stared deeply into my eyes, his sincere expression willed me to finally understand what they were saying.
Only one thing caught my attention. “It hurts you when you don’t scent me?”
“It drives me crazy, I hate when you don’t smell like me, it’s all I can think about,” Tae explained, his face contrite as he once again reached for my wrist. I let him this time and he lightly rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb. Something he’s done a million times but this felt different.
I swallowed hard at the other major point in Kook’s explanation. “And you think you love me?”
Tae scoffed at that. “We don’t think, We know. You don’t have to love us back but you should at least know how we feel before you send us off.”
“Who said you’re being sent off? So what I reek of you two? It’s not hurting me but we’ll have to set some boundaries if you guys are going to keep doing this.” Both men perked up at that, both coming in closer as if we were huddling on my queen-sized mattress. The change in their moods was soothing to the tension that has bubbled up in my chest. ”First of all, we’ll have to talk about this loving me thing. Then we’ll have to figure out what's going to happen when the shelter is fixed because I'm not too sure when the government is going to get its shit together. Then we’ll have to discuss this whole pack thing a little more- why can’t hobi be a part of it?”
“Whatever you want. We’ll do whatever, but can I scent you now? Since you know, I can do it now right?” I’ve never seen Taehyung so excited, his eyes animated like he was a kid at Christmas. He leaned forward while bracing himself lightly against my shoulders while I nodded apprehensively. “I can do it fully right? No light scents?
At my second nod, Jungkook appeared to my left as he too broached my bubble. “Dammit Tae, you’re stinking up the whole room.”
Jungkook took to rubbing his head and neck against my own while Taehyung was butting me with his head seemingly everywhere- my shoulder, forehead, and a hand held my own close to his chest. Tae dragged his forehead from the right side of my neck down my shoulder and arm to my inner wrist. Once there he delicately kissed my pulse point. Jungkook had my right side occupied, pinning me into place, his shoulders crowding most of my frame. Our necks were pressed firmly together as he started to run his lips along the skin behind my ear before firmly pressing a kiss there.
The feeling of Jungkook kissing behind my ear made me shiver at the sudden affection. Taehyung groaned. “She smells so good now, smell her Kookie, she smells like us both. Like she’s finally part of our pack.”
Jungkook merely grunted in response as he pressed his face into my shoulder while taking in a deep breath. Tae reversed his process and traced his way back up to my neck where he decided to rest his head against my clavicle. I took a steadying breath to calm the tingles erupting across my body.
“Okay, that’s what you guys have been holding back? I’m alright with this happening more regularly, but not in front of others since Joonie looked so offended and I assume it’s a more private thing.” They finally pulled away after what seemed like forever and I could feel the raging blush covering both my cheeks as I tried to calm down at the intimacy. “ Now, onto the love part.”
“I don’t have much else to say, it’s a simple fact for me.” Jungkook shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. He stayed glued to my right side and pulled my arm into his embrace as he played with my fingers idly.
“It’s been three months, you barely know me.” playing with my hand was distracting and there was barely any strength in my argument. It was nice to feel loved but I felt somewhat guilty over this- they deserved much more than I could give them.
“You were meant for us both but if you want us to wait then I’ll hold off on saying it until you’re ready to hear it.” Taehyung raised on his knees and kissed my forehead gingerly.
“You guys can’t be serious.” I shook my head at them both but a quick look at them both showed they had earnest expressions. “Guys what about the shel-”
“Adopt us, as tough as it is right now they’ll allow it especially because you’re living with certified fosters. Then we can’t be separated.” Taehyung spoke matter-of-factly, he reached out and traced lazy patterns on my knee while I stared at him in disbelief.
“I’m not going to adopt you if you guys want to be with me, it’d be a weird dynamic if we went to the doctors and I’d have to sign as your owner .” The thought of them being my property made an acrid taste form in the back of my throat.
“But that’s exactly why you should, we know you’d never see us as lesser and we’ll take good care of not only you but the babies as well.” Jungkook reasoned as he rubbed his cheek against the palm of my hand that he stole.
Another wave of guilty unease at this evolving relationship hit. I was okay with the affection and care that they’ve been supplying but was I okay with the relationship? Those cuddle sessions and tender moments that we’ve had so far now felt much more real and intimate than before. How had I convinced myself that it was platonic? “That’s another reason you guys should reconsider this whole ordeal, it’d be easier for me than you two. Do you want to commit to babies that aren’t even yours.”
A low growl sounded from Kookie’s chest- something I had never heard before. He usually kept his more animalistic traits under a tight leash. He sat up abruptly and reached for my face to make sure my eyes were trained on him while he spoke with a soft gruffness. “They are ours, don’t you even think about saying that again. We are the ones who’ve been supporting you throughout this pregnancy- not that asshole from the store. We tell them stories at night and bring you the food you’re craving. Hell, I rub your feet because of the swelling every time your feet are near me, and Taehyung rubs out the knots in your back when you’ve stood too long. We’ve been here for you the whole time and I know I love them as my babies. I am their dad, more than he would ever be.”
“I guess if you’re dad then I’ll be papa. It has a nice ring to it.” Tae butted in with a smile as Jungkook released me. His smile was so warm it ebbed away any lingering dregs of guilt.
“You guys can’t be serious,” I repeated once again but they were unaffected by whatever I had thrown at them. They were serious.
“Y/n, I’ve been planning this out since I’ve met you, it was love at first sight.” Tae took to holding my face this time, his hands were warm as he stroked my cheek lightly. The love was tangible in how he stared down at me, something I couldn’t ignore any longer.
“Okay, I get it, but what does this mean for us now?” I could hear the fearful hesitation in my voice.
“Nothing has to change sweetheart. We can act just how we always have and the only difference is that you know we love you.” Jungkook nodded along to the ashy-haired man’s assurances.
“Would you be happy with that though? To pretend that nothing has changed even though something has.” My heated tone kept them silent as I collected my thoughts. “Since you’ve claimed me- does that mean you see me as your girlfriend?”
“Well, to be honest, it’s a bit more than that. Girlfriend is a bit fleeting. It's more like you are ours and we are yours- for forever ideally but we don’t want to force that onto you.” Taehyung smiled bashfully as he stuttered through the clarification.
“If it’s more than a girlfriend- do you mean you see me as your wife?” Wow, with just a question I think I broke Taehyung. While he looked like he was blue-screening, Jungkook tried to hide a chuckle.
“For the sake of Taehyung’s face let’s just leave it as girlfriend for now. We can expand on that more later.” Jungkook explained, his smile evident through his words.
“So I'm a girlfriend to both of you and you guys are my boyfriends?” they nodded eagerly at my questioning tone. “Are you also each other’s boyfriends?”
“Uh, while Jungkook is gorgeous, that’s a no. we’re each other's packmates and there is a certain level of love and trust that goes into it but in the end, it's just enough for us to trust each other with you. If that makes sense?” Taehyung trailed off, his face twisted into one of confusion at the word vomit he just spewed.
“I think what Taehyung is trying to say is that we aren’t dating each other. Not that it is impossible for packmates to also get romantically involved with each other - we just haven’t. we’d prefer to share your love and protect each other.” Jungkook tried to salvage the half-baked clarification.
“I am not protecting you Kookie, you are the one with a police background- you’re supposed to protect me while I protect her.” Taehyung suddenly pointed out.
“First of all, how rude. You’re my Packmate, you’re supposed to protect me too asshole.`` Jungkook playfully glared and by the twitching around his chin, I could tell he was fighting back a smile.
“I can’t protect someone who doesn’t need protecting. You are a one-man army, especially when it comes to the pack.”
Jungkook smiled at that and retorted with a: “You tried to fight Hoseok when he tried to separate our rooms at the shelter.”
“He was putting you with that bitch that growled at you when you first joined the group. How else was I supposed to react?” Taehyung had a beautiful blush rush across his face. He was so affectionate usually; so why was he arguing that he wouldn’t protect him?
“He was moving me because you complained about sharing a room with me for two weeks straight.'' Jungkook's exasperation was tangible; maybe they have this argument often?
“You get up before the sun to work out. How else was I supposed to get my beauty rest?” Tae’s argument was a paper-thin excuse. He was absolutely glowing red with his growing blush.
“Admit it in the end, you protect me just as much as I protect you.” Jungkook smiled at him with no mirth, he was done teasing him about it I guess.
That didn’t stop the flat-out refusal of: “I do not.”
“Y/n, wouldn’t you say Taehyung is just as protective of me as I am of him?” asked as he kissed the back of my hand, drawing all my attention to him.
“Tae, honey, you make his plate every night at dinner.” I sheepishly pointed out, a little unsure of how I'd place in this so-called argument. It was more flirting than anything if I was being asked but I guess I'm not the best person to ask since I did not comprehend them coming onto me in the first place.
Pseudo-shock flashed across his face at my statement.“That's because this idiot will only eat carbs and meat if we let him! I make your plate too.”
“That’s only proving my point. You are protective over your packmates.” Jungkook pushed at his shoulder playfully. A way they only ever acted when it was just us three, damn, maybe I should have noticed it sooner. There were definite lines drawn early on when it came to how our dynamic worked and they often showed me sides of themselves that my parents or brothers had never seen.
“That’s it, I'm going downstairs and giving myself over to Namjoon. His torture would be a mercy compared to this.” The drama queen stalked his way to my door and opened it with a flourish while Kookie and I both giggled.
“Tae are you not going to tell the baby a bedtime story?” My question stopped him in his tracks. He froze for just a second before gently swinging the door shut and marching his way back over to the bed with a smile that eclipsed the rest of his face.
“Babies. And of course, I am, tonight we’ll tell them the story of Hansel and Gretel.” He climbed back onto the bed and sprawled across the bottom of the bed and my extended legs. He settled in with his head resting slightly on my left hip before starting on his fairytale. Jungkook was curled up on my right side, still holding my hand captive, and he traced swirls across my forearm with a content smile. There was a warmth in my chest that I had been ignoring for a while, a warmth they only seemed to bring out and I realized I would be devastated if this warmth was to ever disappear.
Sorry, I forgot about my taglist last chapter! here's it as of right now and if you want to be added or taken off let me know!
CITRUS — /10. idek why i watched this. i found it very weird by the third episode so i dropped it
BANANA FISH — 10/10. I LOVED THIS SHOW SO SO SOOOOOOO MUCH BUT IT MADE ME CRY AT LIKE 3 IN THE AFTERNOON. IDK WHY I DID THIS TO MYSELF BUT ANYWAYS
BLACK CLOVER — 10/10. I LOVED THIS SHOW SO SOOOOOOO MUCH. I LOVE ASTA BUT FINRAL AND VANESSA HAVE MY WHOLE HEART.
TERROR IN RESONACE — 10/10. THE ART, EVERYTHING. I LOVED IT SO SO MUCH. IDK WHAT ELSE TO SAY BUT PLS WATCH THIS SHOW LMAO unless you wanna cry at the end BUT ANYWAYS IT WAS VERY MUCH WORTH MY TIME. ALL THE SHOWS WITH RATINGS 8+ WERE VERY MUCH WORTH MY TIME
TOKYO REVENGERS — 10/10 BROUGHT OUT THE EXTREME GAY IN ME LMAO I LOVE EMMA SO MUCH. AND MITSUYA. THEY HAVE MY WHOLE HEART. ik i said that with like other characters but whatever they're from different shows so it doesnt count 😒
NARUTO — 10/10. MY CURRENT FAVOURITE SHOW. I LOVEEEE IT SO DAMN MUCH 😭😭 I LOVE NARUTO <3 LEE, NEJI, TEMARI, AND SHINO HAVE MY WHOLE HEART LFMAOAOAOAOA
ik i said i'll get up to the movies and stuff but i think that's enough for now 😭
#project hail mary
#lana del rey
#photography
#azzi fudd
#heated rivalry
