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He went for a walk.

First time alone.

First time without a butler accompanying him.

Of course there's nothing wrong with that, he enjoyed Seokjin's company. But today, it was a rainy day. Rain is something very sentimental to Hoseok, it was very comforting to him. His sleek black dress shoes skid slightly against the pavement with his all black wooden umbrella decorated with gold accents.

Gold Accents?

Of course he could afford it. Does he like to flaunt it? No. He couldn't really care the littlest bit about his wealth but of course he can't change that image, especially since he's the son of the most wealthiest man in all of South Korea. Does anyone know about him really? No, and he'd rather keep it that way.

Being alone in a house for years does something to you.

The environment around Hoseok seemed so light and quiet, he felt as if his steps could be heard a million miles away. There was pattering against the concrete because of the rain and people going about their day. Even slight music playing across the road from him in a café, the smell was blissful but he prefers Seokjin coffee. However, all he could hear was his footsteps the most, it been like that for a couple of miles now. When will he go home? He doesn't know, he's always home...

Although Hoseok swore he could only hear his footsteps, he started to hear faint mewls as he approached a gradually got more audible the closer he went to sounded hurt..

"It's probably just some kitten..poor thing", Hoseok thought to himself, "always so many strays around here..".

As he approached the tunnel and looked into it, he didn't find a kitten considering it was dark inside the tunnel, just silhouettes of trashcans. He scoffed as he thought he officially started to lose it, being home alone in a house for 9 years does something to you, especially if you didn't really like the outside world. Hoseok was about to turn back around walk back home until he heard it again. That hurt mewl. He proceeded to walk back inside the tunnel, past the trashcans...that's when he saw it. The light from the lamp post shone on the deathly pale skin and raven hair of a naked person in front of him...but for some reason, they had ears..

A hybrid in front of him. They was curled into a ball, gripping onto its sides as it continued to mewl. Hoseok stood in front of it, shocked and frozen, he had to do something. The hybrid didn't seem to notice him at first until they heard the sound of an umbrella closing. Their head shot up to see Hoseok and quickly as he could to back up against trashcans, wincing due to the immense pain he was feeling in the process.

"Hey! Please calm down. You're obviously hurt", Hoseok bent down to offer his hand to help but the hybrid slapped his hand away. For some reason, the hybrid had the face of regret for doing that and suddenly flinched.

This was not okay, something was wrong here.

"Please don't be afraid of me..I just want to help you, you're severely harmed. Please let me-"

"Don't touch me!", the hybrid roared, "I don't want to be around another disgusting wealthy scum...I'd rather die..", the hybrid's voiced withered at the end of that sentence. If anything, that broke Hoseok's heart.

Hoseok felt as if he could relate to this poor creature, just by his words already. Hoseok came from a really selfish rich family, he didn't really have the best childhood. All they cared about was money, he wasn't interested in that or what his family's name stood for. He was a kid. What kid would be worried about that? He just wanted someone to be around. So when he got Seokjin as his butler at age 16, Seokjin being 18 at the time, he had someone to talk to and just be around. He felt great. But this wasn't about him right now was it?

"Whatever you think I am, I'm not. I'm sorry that whoever made you have this view did what they did to you but I hate people like me too," Hoseok frowned, the hybrid looked up at him, although Hoseok couldn't see his eyes, he knew the hybrid bored their eyes into Hoseok's, "I'm not leaving you here for dead because if I do, I'll feel shitty and guilty. I promi-"

"Please be talk too much.." the hybrid looked down at the dewy concrete, "..just leave me alone.."

"No, you have to come with me, I don't care if I have to carry you through this rain on my back, I'm going to get you treated. You're now my responsibility.", Hoseok said frantically, "after I get you treated, I'll bring you back to your owner-"

"No! Please! Please don't!", the hybrid backed up against the wall, in a stage of fright. It left Hoseok bewildered, something was definitely wrong here, "t-they still have poor Jimin"

"Who's Jimin..?", the hybrid didn't answer him, they was still in the state of fright.

Hoseok knew he couldn't stay like this forever so he just helped him up. The hybrid was hesitant to go on Hoseok's back but Hoseok was patient until the hybrid gave in and went on. He gave the hybrid his coat to wear and the umbrella to hold as he ran as quickly as he could to his mansion. It was quiet a walk but he knew he'd get there in a shorter amount of time by running. The hybrid was light, Hoseok could feel his ribs against his back, none of this was adding up to Hoseok. Maybe they had left the house and got lost, got beat up by a few rich people when they asked for help but that could also seem unrealistic. They were naked for god's sake.

"What if they...oh god..", Hoseok's blood began to boil but he slowly calmed down when the hybrid's arm wrapped around him tightly and its tail wrapped around his waist. Hoseok didn't stop running until he reached his mansion.


"Mr. Jung, you're back earl- oh my what is this?", Seokjin furrowed his eyebrows as he saw the view in front of him. Hoseok's breath was heavy, making soft clouds in front of his mouth, he was also very wet, and a hybrid on his back, raven black hair in contrast of their pale complexion, ghostly pale complexion.

''Seokjin, quickly run a hot bath for the hybrid, while the tub is filling up get them some clothes and tend to their wounds. I have to call Namjoon immediately.", Hoseok rushed inside the mansion with the hybrid on his back.

"Yes sir", Seokjin quickly bowed, closing the umbrella and putting it away before carefully taking the hybrid off Hoseok's back. Hoseok took off his soaked shoes and socks as he ran up to his room on the second floor. He almost tripped on himself as he grabbed the telephone alongside his bed and dialed Namjoon's number. Three rings passed, a deep voice emitted from the other end.

"Hello, this is Doctor Kim, how may I help you today?"

"Joon, it's Hoseok. I need you to come to me as soon as possible, I found a hybrid while I was taking a walk today. They were in a tunnel next to a dumpster. They look like they're about to drop dead any second, they're so pale and in need of food. Seokjin is currently bathing them but I really REALLY need you to come right now!", Hoseok pleaded with every cell in his body, his hand gripping the back of his hair in stress.

"Hoseok please calm down. I'm coming right now, maybe in 10 mins. While I'm coming, make some thin soup. We don't know if they're malnourished or not but if you say they look like they're about to drop dead then they mostly likely are. Just prepare that and light sandwiches, we don't want them fainting. Also be careful of any fractures they might have, we don't want it getting worse." Hoseok heard shuffling in the background, meaning that Namjoon was really coming asap. It made Hoseok warm inside and thankful. "I'll be preparing a check up on him, is that all for now?"

"Yes, thank you so much Namjoon"

"My pleasure"

Hoseok waited and waited, tapping his feet lightly against the floor. It's been 15 minutes, neither Seokjin, the hybrid, or Namjoon have came yet. It was starting to make him worried as the soup cooked on the stove. The soup was the least he could do. And as if some god read his mind, there was a knock on the door. Hoseok trudged to it and looked to find Namjoon smiling, his deep dimples revealing itself. "Hello."

"Welcome", Hoseok moved from the door to make the doctor walk inside. They walked to the dining room table so that Namjoon could prepare his gear and supplies. Unwrapping new needles, collecting some liquids in them, he put on gloves and stethoscope around his neck. In his briefcase he also had wraps and casts in case of any fractures, he also had more supplies and so on and so forth.

"Where is the hybrid?", Namjoon questioned, not looking up at Hoseok as he took out test tubes and more needles from his briefcase. The poor hybri-

"To be honest, I don't kn-"

"Mr. Jung" Seokjin poked him head out of the bathroom "and Mr. Kim", Seokjin bowed politely, Namjoon doing the same, "I've prepped them well and did the best I could in treating they're wounds. Shall I bring them out?"

"Please do", Namjoon gestured to the seat right in front of him, Seokjin nodded before carefully guiding the hybrid to the chair. They was dressed in all black. Black shirt, black sweatpants, black socks, and black slippers, all too big for him. But then again, Hoseok wasn't really a small person. As the hybrid took a seat in front of Namjoon, they kept their head down with their ears down as well. Their hair was washed and dried, covering their eyes still while the tail flicked behind them, agitatedly.

"Seokjin, please go check on the soup", Hoseok whispered into his ear, Seokjin nodding before walking off. Hoseok took a seat next to Namjoon as they both stared at him.

"Is it okay if I ask some questions?", Namjoon asked politely, the hybrid just nodded, still looking down at the ground. "What's your name?"

"Min Yoongi", they dully responded, Hoseok felt so stupid for not asking for his name originally.






"March 9th, 1993"

"I need to take your height and weight, can you please step on the scale beside me?", Namjoon asked softly to see if the hybrid can walk. Yoongi stumbled a bit getting up but walked to the scale and stepping on it, it read 114lbs. Namjoon sighed before standing up with a measuring tape and measuring his height after Yoongi had gotten off the scale, "5'9..", Namjoon mumbled to himself before gesturing for Yoongi and him to sit down.



"I had a feeling you were", Namjoon smiled at himself, "How long has it been since you left your previous owners?"

"About three days ago.."

"Three days doesn't make a person, or hybrid in this case, go malnourished", Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows, taking his eyes off his clipboard to look at Yoongi, "there can only be two ways that's possible and that's either you're not a big eater or they starved you...which one was it?"

"....starved me", Yoongi's voice became really low and barely audible, Seokjin had walked back in the dining room now, signaling to Hoseok that the soup should be done in 15 minutes.

"May I ask why?"

Yoongi fell felt like the whole world stopped because no one moved, they were all just waiting for the hybrid to get comfortable and speak.

"...They wanted a petite body to use at their disposal for their sexual desires", the way he said 'their' had so much venom on it, "they wanted me to have a very petite body so they would starve me for days, weeks even. But they also wanted to keep me alive so they would give me bread or porridge every once in a while. They even beat me."

"Beat you? For what?", Namjoon and Hoseok couldn't see anything considering that his head was down and he was now covered in clothes, hell, Hoseok couldn't even see it before hand because of how dark it was outside.

"They would beat me if I gained 1kg or any form of baby fat, and considering I was beat so harshly and still had to listen to their orders, I was also beat for moving too slow for them as if they didn't just abuse me. They'd just go at it for at least an hour before making their body guard drag me a dungeon of theirs and cuff me against the wall. I guess I escaped because they didn't lock it tight enough and my arms just slid out"

The whole time Hoseok was hearing this he was fuming. This was not what he was thinking at all, similar in a way, yes, but not at all what he wanted to hear. Boy, was he gonna get back at those owners... The whole time Namjoon was listening to Yoongi speak, he wrote down key details before resting the clipboard down on the table.

"I'm gonna need to examine you so if you don't mind, and are able to, can you stand up for me and lift up your shirt?", Namjoon was cautious considering he didn't know yet if the hybrid had fractures.

Yoongi nodded and stood up. He hesitantly fiddled with the hem of the shirt he was wearing before pulling it up above his collarbones, it was such a horrific sight to see. The expressions of everyone's face dropped, a 'Jesus Christ' escaped from Namjoon's lips and that's scary coming from a doctor. Namjoon touched slightly against the deep purple and black bruises that decorated his torso, you could see his ribs almost clearly. Yoongi winced at some of the touches from Namjoon, his eyebrows furrowed as he concentrated. There were finger bruises around the top of his arms by his armpits and it infuriated Hoseok to the max. When Namjoon motioned Yoongi to turn around, there were long slashes along his back but they were looked like they were getting somewhat healed. Namjoon told Yoongi to sit back down as he placed the stethoscope on his chest above his heart. He ordered Yoongi to inhale and exhale deeply, moving the stethoscope to his back and doing the same thing there. He wrote down some numbers on his clipboard from what Hoseok could see and continued to examine his legs. If anything, Yoongi's legs looked worse than his whole torso, his owner really wanted to break his legs so that he couldn't get anywhere. When Namjoon pressed a certain part of his ankle, Yoongi let out a little gasp. Namjoon grabbed one of the wraps and carefully wrapped his ankle and put it back down the floor. The whole time this was check up was happening, it was deathly quiet, just little instructions given here and there and Seokjin checking the soup. It felt so suffocating to Hoseok. Namjoon tied a blue rubber tourniquet onto Yoongi's arm and prepared the needle and tubes to draw blood. Yoongi grimaced to the feeling of the needle poking in his vein but Namjoon was quickly done after drawing 3 small tubes of blood and disposing of the used needles and rubber tourniquet. He checked his temperature and pulse next before writing down those results on the clipboard before speaking.

"Normally, hybrids heal on their own but considering you've been malnourished for a while, your body is doing the best it can to heal you with the energy it was left. You seem to have a small fracture in your ankle so that's why I wrapped it but so far everything else seems fine. I do have to check your blood at the clinic since I can't bring my whole office here", Namjoon chuckle, making light of the situation, "but otherwise you have to make sure you are fed and are resting" Namjoon directed that to both Yoongi and Hoseok. "There is no way I'm letting you go back to your owners as I cannot do that as a doctor and as a close friend of Hoseok. I'd sign you up for adoption again after you regain your energy but I wouldn't want another episode like this happening if you were in the situation of being adopted. I'd much rather you stay with Hoseok but then again, it's not my choice. Which one would you prefer?"

Yoongi looked up briefly before looking back down at the ground, "I guess Hoseok...", that made Hoseok smile.

"Good choice, and Hoseok, which one do you prefer?", Namjoon looked at him with a face that said 'I swear if you don't take him-'

"Well...obviously I have to take care of him, I don't quite trust anyone outside", Hoseok mumbled.

"Perfect", Namjoon clapped his hands together, "I'll get the papers done after I finish with the usual hybrid check ups."

"Usual hybrid checkups?", Hoseok questioned

"Yes, I need to check his urethra to make sure it's not blocked, sperm samples, prostate, and sensitivity. I have everything prepared", Namjoon reassured them, "also Hoseok, after all of this is done, I'm going to need you to search up on my clinic's website of basic hybrid information. I don't think you know much about them", Hoseok shook his head, "I thought so, make sure to do that tonight. Otherwise, I'd like to get started on the second half of this check up."

Namjoon carefully grabbed a needle with reddish pink fluid inside of it, "what's that?", Hoseok questioned

"It's an aphrodisiac called Dionysus, it's used on hybrids to make their sensitivity heighten whether it's for sexual reason or punishments, of course not like beating punishments, something like a calming on, and affect them for a couple of hours. In this case, I'm using it for the sexual reasons so that I can get his DNA and that the process can go faster." Namjoon explained as he inserted the needle into Yoongi's vein, "it should start working in like 30 seconds to a minute." Namjoon made sure to get every last drop into his vein before disposing of the needle. "Yoongi, when was your last heat?"

"Like...a week before the beating", he mumbled

"Your next heat will be in 3 months then", Yoongi nodded to that, "and hyung, I know I literally just mentioned it but I can't stress this enough. I really need you to read the hybrid basics to know what you're doing and how to take care of one. He'll need to get milked soon but I don't know when, you'll have to see his symptoms.", Namjoon deadpanned him, Hoseok sighed heavily and nodded.

"Mr. Jung, the soup is almost ready", Seokjin looked at his watch briefly as he stood by Namjoon's side next to the kitchen, "hopefully it will be done by the time Mr. Min's checkup is done, yes?"

"I mean, it gonna take a while. You might as well put it on low heat when it's done or just reheat after" Namjoon shrugged, "up to you"

"Understood", Seokjin put his hand over his heart before dropping it back down by the seam of his pants.

At that moment, a low rumbling emitted from the small hybrid in front of them, like purring. Hell, Yoongi was purring. "He's affected by it", Namjoon calmly announced. Taking his rubber gloved hand, he waved it in front of Yoongi's face, "still with us Yoongi?"

Yoongi's tail wrapped around his right leg as his leg swayed a bit, his purring dialing a bit more up but he heard Namjoon and nodded, "yeah.."

"I need to check your sensitivity, meaning I will be needing to touch you. It is okay if you don't want me to, I can let someone else do it or you can. Which one would you prefer?", Namjoon spoke slowly so Yoongi could understand everything he was saying. Yoongi repeated his actions of swaying his leg and purring before responding with a faint 'you' to Namjoon. He ordered him to lift up his shirt again, which Yoongi complied to, and started roaming his hands softly over Yoongi's torso. Over his chest, down to his stomach, over his waist and hips before trailing back up to his chest. Yoongi did wiggle a bit to the slight touches and let out tiny whimpers, but it was until Namjoon started playing with his nipples that Yoongi let out a stretch of whimpers and fidgeting. Hoseok was the only freaking out considering that Namjoon was pretty calm about the situation since he does stuff like this on a daily, and the fact that Seokjin was just staring as if nothing erotic was happening in front of him. Hoseok was really the ONLY one freaking out.

"Mhm..ahh ah", Yoongi whined, still holding his shirt up for Namjoon until Namjoon caressed his torso again.

"U-um, what exactly is this checkup for again?", Hoseok's voice broke for a second, showing that he was a little bewildered by this whole thing.

"Well, you're going to need to have sex with Yoongi when his heat comes around so this is just to see what makes him aroused in case he's in need of milking or cumming faster while you two are having intercourse. You can opt for sex toys in case you aren't in the mood but your hybrid will be whiny and needy either way. Another option is suppressants", Namjoon explained, motioning to Yoongi to pull his shirt down as he grabbed the clipboard, writing down something before putting it back down on the table, "I'll of course tell you all that he likes after this is over but for now, I need to proceed", Namjoon gave a small smile to Hoseok before turning back to Yoongi, "I need to check your urethra, prostate, and will be needing a sperm sample from you Yoongi. Are you still with us?"

Yoongi nodded, hands in between his legs. Namjoon gave him a little 'good boy', which seemed to make Yoongi purr a bit louder before going back to his previous volume. Yoongi took his pants off slowly, letting out the tiniest whimpers considering he's very sensitive. The threes male sat right in front of Yoongi, watching and waiting for the hybrid to take his time. As soon as he got them off, they noticed a dark wet spot on the front of Yoongi's underwear. It caused Seokjin to cough and excuse himself to the kitchen and Hoseok to blush, but then again, Namjoon is use to this so he's pretty calm. He goes to grab a long metal rod, similar to a metal chopstick, and grabbed a tiny tube of lube, coating the rod.

"Yoongi, I need to put this in your urethra so I'll scoot closer, okay?", Namjoon reassured, pulling his seat more in front of Yoongi's legs, knees touching each others. Yoongi opened the top of the underwear, not being able to see anything from Hoseok's point of view but everything from Namjoon's. Hoseok watched as Yoongi held his cock in place for Namjoon to carefully enter the metal rod his dick's hole, the hybrid threw his head back and started panting. It didn't seem painful as he didn't sound like he was in any pain. Namjoon made sure it wasn't painful, he'd never do such a thing. But Hoseok didn't seem to be in the best state, he started to feel uncomfortable just watching what was happening before him. Seokjin had the decency to walk away but for some reason Hoseok was just frozen in place, not taking his eyes off them.

"Hyung, if you're feeling uncomfortable go get some air. I can tell because of the way you're tapping your foot", Namjoon chuckled at the older one's reaction, not moving his eyes from what he was doing. The rod began sinking down with ease, "it'll be over soon, maybe 5-10 minutes from now"

"Yeah...I should do that, huh?", Hoseok scratched the back of his neck, "I'll go do some of that hybrid research like you suggested", Hoseok gave a nervous laugh before bowing to the two and walking upstairs to his room. For some reason, his heart was beating a million miles per second, Yoongi looked so...vulnerable and cute and Oh no-

He just met the hybrid and all he wants to do is protect him.

Taking a deep breath, Hoseok took out his phone and went on Namjoon's clinic's website. His eyes scanned the top row of the website and spotted the page that said "Hybrids; Get to know your Hybrid". Pressing on it, it took him to basic information on their tail actions, are in heat, in need of milking, and how their bodies work. He exhaled deeply, scrolled down to the topic of "Hybrids: what do their tails mean?".

'Hybrid's tails are the upmost important things that hybrids need to watch out for as it it usually a sensitive part of them besides whatever else makes them sensitive. But to tell what their tail actions mean instead of basing it off of the usual "they're mad" or "they're happy", We'll go deeper into as to what it means. When a hybrid's tail is flicking agitatedly, it doesn't mean they're mad, it's actually the opposite. It's when they're the most tranquil and calm/happy. They feel safe and calm when it is in this state so always make sure to look out for that. When a hybrid's tail is straight down and barely moving, that's when they're mad and/or sad. What ever you did to make them feel this way, please adhere to it unless they're going through something please attend to their needs. When a hybrid's tail in wrapped around their arms, they are in need of attention. This means that they miss(ed) you and want your affection, please give them that attention. When a hybrid's tail is wrapped around their waist, they usually want to be left alone, it can be a good thing or a bad thing, make sure to ask them about it or think back to the events before hand as to why they needed to be left alone in the first place. When a hybrid's tail is wrapped around their thigh, this means that they are aroused. Whether it's their heat, in need of milking, or they are just in the mood and need to be sated. Please refer to the subtopics of "Hybrids: how to tell they're in heat", and "Hybrids: when they are in need of milking" for more information. It is important to keep your hybrid happy as they do the same for you.'

Hoseok thought he was reading some new language considering he had to obtain this new knowledge about hybrids. It was very helpful considering that Hoseok has Yoongi's consent of ownership but it's also like taking care of an actual pet. Well...they are part...anyway-. Hoseok pressed of the subtopic "Hybrids: how to tell they're in heat", and started reading the new information.

'Hybrid's have heats. Heats are when a hybrid is sexually aroused and feel an overwhelming desire to mate/breed, they might not seem like their usual selves. It's not your typical A/B/O ranking where there are omegas and such but hybrids are basically similar and different. Similar in the context that you would put them in the same category as all three A/B/O but different as to they aren't ranked as an individual Alpha, Beta, or Omega. When hybrid's are in heat, they can get sated in many ways whether it's through penetration, getting penetrated, or solo. Although it's not recommended for them to do it solo, it is still a way for they to get relieved, just more impatient. To tell your hybrid is in heat is when their body temperature rises higher than usual. At first you might think they're sick and have a fever until they start panting, whining, whimpering, moaning, and are calling you telling you that "it hurts". This might get mixed up with milking in some cases but please refer to our "Hybrids: when they are in need of milking" to obtain more information. Heats usually last 4-7 days which is why we strongly recommend sex toys if you burn out easy. Heats only come during what ever range is set for your hybrid as not all hybrids are the same. Hybrids have a lot of stamina compared to the average human but in case you want to increase your stamina, we recommend stamina foods or pills at your local clinic. Be sure to plan to get them before hand in case you want to keep up with your hybrids heat. Hybrids can go into phantom heats when stressed but that usually lasts for a day or 2. Hybrids are only sated through EJACULATION inside of them to make them feel "full" '

Hoseok's heart stopped when he read '4-7 days' of hybrid heat...and phantom heats?! EJACULATION INSIDE?! Don't get him wrong, Hoseok has a lot of stamina considering he works out and builds it up but Yoongi's a hybrid...someone save him. What's the range for Yoongi?! Hoseok went to the last subtopic "Hybrids: when they are in need of milking".

'Hybrids need milking exactly once every month, which is why we do urethra checks at the clinics. If the hybrid's urethra is blocked, it's going to be hard for the hybrid and is unhealthy for them. Milking is when hybrid's have this urge to just ejaculate, obviously this goes for all genders of hybrids. Milking is different from heats because hybrid's temperature doesn't rise, and they are usually in their state of mind and are aware of their surroundings. They'll usually just tell you that their genitals are aching or sensitive. Milking lasts for and 30 minutes to an hour, after that they are sated. They like it when their owner or someone who is available to milk them but they also don't mind sex toys to help them, some even prefer penetration. An easy way to tell is if they start grinding against something to relieve the ache.'

Hoseok isn't a virgin, he's had sex before and it was alright. But this was a new level of sex in his book, it was like a marathon he had to run for miles and miles beyond him. It's making him feel unsure as to if he can really take care of Yoongi but then again, he doesn't trust the outside world to just come and do what his previous owners did to him. So he shall fulfill his duty. Hoseok quickly skimmed the subtopic "Hybrids: how their bodies work" section and is basically told him how Hybrids can adjust to any size as they were made that way to fulfill their owners needs but said it was mandatory to prep them no matter how much the hybrid pleaded, that they aren't always the same as all hybrids considering some would want to top or some are versatile, etc. As soon as Hoseok finished reading, his brain feeling like scrambled eggs, there was a knock on the door. Hoseok walked up to his room door to reveal Seokjin standing in front of him, his cheeks dusted a soft pink.

"Mr. Kim is about to head out, would you like me to escort him or would you like to?", Seokjin politely questioned.

"I'll do it, is Yoongi's room prepped?"

"Of course Mr. Jung. He's currently eating the soup and light sandwiches at the dining table. Dr. Kim will tell you information when you head downstairs."

"Thank you for all your help Seokjin. You may take your leave as I will see to you Monday."

"Thank you Mr. Jung", Seokjin bowed

"Please just call me Hoseok", Hoseok chuckled, "we've known each other for a while now"

That made Seokjin smile a bit, "Okay then. I'll see you Monday, Hoseok", Seokjin repeated before following Hoseok down the stairs.

When Hoseok reached downstairs, he saw Yoongi sitting at the dining table, softly blowing air at the tablespoon full soup before consuming it. Namjoon packed up all of his things except a few papers that were stapled together. Hoseok walked up to the doctor, who was currently putting on his long coat, and greeted him again.

"Seokjin told me that you have to inform me on a few things?", Hoseok reminded the doctor, who nodded before speaking.

"Yoongi is malnourished, obviously, so keep feeding him like this for the next week until further notice. His urethra is unblocked so milking will be easy, so will his heat. Considering his heat was a week ago, June 19th, his next one will approximately 3 months from now; around early-mid September. Hopefully you have read all of the heat and milking subtopics?", Namjoon made it sound more of a question which Hoseok understood by but nodded to, reassuring he read it, "good. He's very sensitive around his torso area, mainly his nipples. The slightest touch can make him purr but especially with the aphrodisiac in his system he's more sensitive to it. You can ask him if he wants nipple piercings. His pulse rate is normal, the more he is fed the more the energy in his body increases so his bruises can heal. And finally, the aphrodisiac will last about 4-5 hours so it'll wear off when he's asleep.", Namjoon gathered the papers in his hand and handed it to Hoseok, "if you're planning to go to his previous owners to buy him off of them, this is the termination contract. It's basically papers claiming that they have given full custody of him over to you. They'd just need to sign on the lines on the second page. Other than that, when you get full custody of him you need to start buying him clothes and necessities like sex toys and such. I'll have to run his blood test at the clinic to make sure he's free from any disease or any blood related problems like diabetes. If you'd like more of the aphrodisiac, let me know."

"I don't think I need any", Hoseok nervously chuckled, "but thanks for the offer and thank you for your help."

"My pleasure", Namjoon gave him a small smile as Hoseok led him to the door.

Seokjin left 5 minutes after, giving Hoseok a tiny bow before heading out the door as well. The mansion soon after fell quiet, just two living beings in it. It was usually like this even when Seokjin was here but it was just more..deathly quiet. Hoseok walked to the dining table and sat in the seat across from Yoongi, resting his chin on his hand as he examined the hybrid's movements. He noticed his tail flicking behind him so he's calm at the moment, Yoongi's eyes seemed to be glued to the table as he zoned out and ate. After 3 minutes passed by of Hoseok just staring at him, Yoongi spoke to the orange haired man.


"Is the soup and sandwiches good?"

"Yes, is that why you came over here?"

"No, I just came to check up on you", Hoseok smiled, he tested the water and touched Yoongi's neck, making him stiffen, "warm"

"It's because of that red stuff, I hate it. It always makes me feel weird", Yoongi scrunched his nose for a second and Hoseok swore it was the best second of his life because it was just so cute but he couldn't help but feel saddened by what Yoongi said.

"Always? You went to the clinic often?"

"No. My previous owners used it on me a lot so I'd be very vulnerable. They'd use it for my punishment but for their pleasure", Yoongi softly spoke before taking another sip of his soup.

"I'm very sorry to hear that...It'll be over in 4-5 hours so don't worry. I won't ever use it on you again unless it's for clinic purposes.", Hoseok reassured him, Yoongi just nodded and proceeded to eat.

However, there was this burning question in him that desired to be answered. Yoongi stopped eating and looked at Hoseok through his long bangs that covered his eyes. Hoseok grimaced at the bandaids on his lip and his left cheek.

"Why?" Yoongi simply asked

"Why what?"

"Why did you save me? Why do you care? What's your intention?"

Hoseok became agitated by his question but answered away with a smile, "If I left you to die next to a dumpster, I'd hate myself more than I do now. I wasn't going to leave you there and be another one of those 'rich people' that you despise so much. If anything, I'm not like that, I've never even had a hybrid before, clearly. I'm sorry as to what your owners did to you happened but I'm truly not anything like that. It's just that when i saw you, I saw how vulnerable, weak, and miserable you looked and it felt like a reflection of me. My only intention was to help you and take care of you. As your soon-to-be new owner, you'll be free, you can leave anytime you want and you can come back too. It's all up to you.", Hoseok explained calmly and reassuringly, he saw the way Yoongi's head snapped up when Hoseok said he'd be free. It's the first time he's really clearly seen Yoongi's eyes, dark...hollow like orbs.

"...I appreciate this a lot, truly I do. It might take me some time to get use to you as the current state I'm in should be obvious as to why.", Yoongi's tail flicked as his ears rose up slowly, feeling at ease.

"Now, if you don't mind me asking, who's Jimin?", Yoongi's whole body became stiff, Hoseok regrets asking the question but it's not like he could reverse time so he continued anyway, "you've mentioned them a couple of times."

"...Jimin is another hybrid I know, best friend too. He's a Jaguar hybrid. I've known him for 4 years, him being 16 turning 17 a day after while I was 19. Although my breed is rare, his is second to rare and considering he was rare, he was trained in another area. It was only specialized for the best of the breeds in the world. My former owners had favoritism for him because of the training he had. He's always well mannered and well disciplined so he never really caused trouble, he's oblivious too...", Yoongi's words trailed off as his tail and ears went down as he continued talking, his head weighing below his shoulders, "when I'm too spent from beatings or from being used, they would use him for their needs...considering that I'm gone, they're probably doing so much worse shit to him right now. They probably think he helped me escape, I should've thought this through..this was a waste of time, you know that right?", Yoongi rose his head and stared deep into Hoseok's soul, making Hoseok feel he should tell the truth to every like he told in his life.

"Why do you say that?", Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows at the raven haired male

"My owners probably sent people out to look for me. Last time people tried to buy me or Jimin, they'd agree, take their money, and then kill them on the spot. What you did was a waste of time, when they find me, they're gonna either kill me or beat me to a bloody pulp. But not if I beat them to it. You should've just left me to die, I was close to it anyway-"

Yoongi was caught off guard by Hoseok laughing with his whole chest. Hoseok caught eyes with Yoongi and calmed his laughter. "Yoongi, I already signed the papers, I'm making sure that I'm getting you", Hoseok cringed internally at 'I'm getting you', making him feel like a creep, "don't worry about the people, I have my own 'people' too. And since you mentioned Jimin, I'll get him too. I'll make sure Joonie does a check up on Jimin too and then I'll get you two your necessities. Just please have faith in me-"

"You talk too much", Yoongi frowned, standing up from the table Yoongi stretched his arms and yawned, "I understand Mister Jung", that was the first time he called Hoseok 'Mister Jung', "but I'm quite tired. I appreciate the food a lot. I'll see you in the morning, yeah?", Yoongi waddled away to his room, scratching his scalp right behind the ears. He was limping half way so Hoseok jumped to help him to the room but got denied, "you're too nice, I can do it. I'll see you later.."

"Y-yeah?! And call me H-Hoseok", Yoongi had closed the bedroom door behind him, "p-please..?"

Hoseok hit his head on the table and groaned, "I promise Yoongi..". Hoseok gathered Yoongi's used dishes and utensils, walking to the sink and scrubbing the suds into the bowl. His former owners had 'people'?. 'People' Hoseok's ass. Hoseok had 'people' too...well...'person' but he was still 'people'. He sulked as he walked up the stairs to his room, back hunched. He entered his room, walking past the mirror that stood opposite of the bed and picked up his telephone before dialing a number. It rung a couple of times, waiting for the other line to pick up. It eventually did.

"Hello?", a deep signature voice that only Hoseok knew emitted from the other side

"Taehyung, I have a request for you. I need you to come with me to a hybrid's owner's house tomorrow. I need to get papers signed and to get another hybrid off their hands"

"And who will I be killing, Mr. Jung?"

"I'll tell you when you come and if it's necessary. It's only necessary if they try anything first of if their people try to first"

"Understood, but if nothing happens?"

"If nothing happens, you'll still get paid. I wouldn't leave you empty handed Taehyungie", Hoseok cooed at the monotonous male on the other side of the telephone.

"Understood, I'll see you tomorrow at 9pm?"


"Have a nice night, Mr. Jung"

"Please, call me Hoseok", he rubbed his eyes in STRESS, why can't anyone just call him Hoseok. He's literally known everyone for a long time, even Namjoon has the decency to call him Hoseo-

"Have a nice night, Hoseok", Taehyung repeated, fixing his error

"You too Taehyung", Hoseok smiled as the call went to dial tone. He hung up the telephone and walked to the mirror in front of his bed. He ran his orange hair, tugging at the ends of it before letting it go. He looked a mess but he doesn't really care....or feel like changing...therefore he just plopped on his bed and drifted off to a hectic ass day tomorrow.


"Jungkook, you have a big job to do today,", Hoseok clapped his hands whilst walking down the stairs, he seemed to be in such a good mood

"And what will that be, Hoseok?", the body guard bowed by the door, "you called me on my day off so I feel that it will be very important"

"'I'm going to be off on a very important errand that could possibly lead to death but who knows?", Hoseok shrugged nonchalantly, putting his long violet velvet coat on.

"Shouldn't I be go with you then?", the deep browned haired male furrowed his brows, his doe eyes following Hoseok's every move

"It requires Taehyung, it's way too dangerous and plus, I need you for a reason"

"Well obviously. What do I need to do?"

"I need you to protect Yoongi, he's in the guest room on this floor", Hoseok referred to the room by the hallway next to the stairs, "He's a Panther hybrid and from what I've seen, he's very anti-social. I'm consulting with his owners today to get ahold on custody for both him and his friend Jimin who is a Jaguar hybrid. They aren't the best hybrid owners", Hoseok filled Jungkook on the information, making the younger fully understand what's going on.

"I'll make sure to take good care of him, but if I may ask, why do you need Taehyung if you're buying two hybrids off of the owners? Why would this possibly lead to death?"

"I was told that these owners of his are scammers, if someone wants to but them, they set a price. When they are given the lump sum, they set out people to kill them or do it themselves and keep the money that way. If this does happen, Taehyung will take care of it, not that big of a deal really"

"I mean, it's a big deal considering that you need to bring your assassin", Jungkook mumbled lowly, Hoseok chuckled at his cuteness

"It's fine, I'll be okay. If you excuse me, I need to check up on Yoongi to make sure he's okay. You know how to cook, right?"

"A little"

"Well in case you aren't capable, there's some soup in the fridge, heat it up and give him light sandwiches with some water. He's very malnourished."

"I understand", Jungkook bowed again before taking off his coat and putting it on the coat rack by the front door.

Hoseok walked to the guest room that Yoongi was sleeping in only to see him sitting up, staring at the wall in front of him, "hey Yoongi"

Yoongi turned his head to face Hoseok, his hair still in the way of his eyes, "hi"

"I don't understand how you can see me through that hair in you way," Hoseok huffed, he walked to the dresser next to Yoongi and retrieved a pink hair band that was fluffy and tied at the front. He gestured Yoongi to lean his head down, which he complied to. Hoseok put it on him so that it pushed his hair out of the way, it also revealed his forehead and deep brown eyes, "better". Yoongi looked at him and started to rub his thighs together, his tail was wrapped around his thigh, all while making Hoseok raise and eyebrow, "is everything okay? Did the aphrodisiac wear off?"

"I'm pretty sure, it just aches...", Yoongi winced at the pain he was feeling

"What? Where is it? Is it the headband? I'm sorry", Hoseok must've not have noticed it yet...

His thigh Hoseok...his THIGH-

"Is it your bruises? Should I call Namjoon?"

"It isn't the bruises either..."

"Then what is it?", Hoseok furrowed his brows, maybe he forgot to read something on the website, "Is it inside? Am I not feeding you well enough? I knew I should've given you a second bowl, " Hoseok pinched the bridge of his nose, he's already starting off as a bad owner until he saw shuffling underneath the sheets again, he suddenly became curious. "Can I take a look? Maybe your wrap unraveled?"

Yoongi only nodded, looking away. Hoseok slowly pulled the blanket off of the hybrid's legs...Yoongi's hard on was pressed against the sweatpants he was wearing. Hoseok was left wide eyed as he put it back over him and stood up from the bed, "wow, I am so sorry- this is- um, wow. Well I don't know what to do.."

"Didn't you read what Namjoon said to search up..?" Yoongi tilted his head, blush covered his cheeks as if he is not HARD right now

"I did.."

"I hope you know I'm not saying anything just so you can remember", Yoongi started to lightly rut, making Hoseok freak out

"Right! Oh my goodness", Hoseok felt Yoongi's neck, making the smaller one still his movements, "You're not blazing hot..oh my- your tail! You need milking!", Hoseok realized, his heart stopping

Yoongi nodded and continued to slowly rut as soon as Hoseok took his hand off his neck, "please..."

"I-I can't, I have to go in a few minutes", Hoseok frowned as he felt like a dickhead for leaving a hybrid in need of milking, "...but um.... I should probably help you take your pants off.. so that you don't feel so restricted..i-if you don't mind.."

Hoseok walked up to the Panther and laid him on the bed softly. his hands swiftly untied the drawstrings of his sweatpants before trailing to the hem of it. He was so hesitant to do it, his fingers just stayed hooked around it. He's acting like such a virgin, he's had sex before but he doesn't know why he was feeling so weird.

"Can you continue please?" Yoongi shyly asked, "it hurts and I kinda want this done with"

"Yeah...yeah sorry", he tugged the pants off of him and dropped it on the floor. He saw a clear outline of Yoongi's hard on, pre-cum stained through his underwear. Again, he froze for a second but snapped back to reality after he was Yoongi move. Hoseok stood up and walked by the door, "I'm sorry, I can't do this. I have to meet your owners now. If you don't mind, can I make my body guard do it? I assigned him to take care of you until I had come back. I promise to help you out next time. Is that okay?"

"Yes...anything that will make it go away will be fine", Yoongi sat up on the bed, grabbing the pillow he was laying on and started to grind on it. Hoseok had to leave-

"Great", Hoseok wiped his sweaty hands on the sides of his coat, "I'll go get him"

Hoseok felt as if he was going to die from cardiac arrest if he didn't leave that room. "Hoseok, Taehyung is here", Jungkook announced, Taehyung stood by the door with his usual expressionless fade, his hair is now dyed blonde rather than last time. It fits him.

"Oh thank god", Hoseok dramatically placed his hand on his chest, "Jungkook, I added something to your assignment"

"And what will that be?"

"I need you to milk Yoongi..."

"Um...okay. May I ask what 'Milking' is?"

"You'll find out, please go tend to him now", Hoseok patted the confused male on his shoulder before heading out the door with Taehyung.

They walked to the car, Taehyung taking the driver's seat while Hoseok hopped in the passenger before Taehyung drove off.

"What's the name and address of the owners?", Taehyung asked monotonously, looking straight ahead. Hoseok told him the address and it didn't seem to be that far from where Hoseok was, by car at least.

"The owners are the Soo brothers, Seyoon and Jaeho. They came from a noble family but became rich through their step-father. Apparently, he owns the biggest chocolate factory, sad really." Hoseok informed the younger male, who nodded to everything he was saying.

The car ride was rather quiet..but then again, he was use to this if he was with Taehyung. Hoseok had known Taehyung since his early teen years. He was thirteen and Tae was ten . Taehyung had broken into Hoseok's house whilst his family was asleep. Luckily, Hoseok was up because he couldn't really go back to sleep. Hoseok immediately reacted by grabbing a bat. He saw that someone was in his living room, he was about to knock Taehyung's lights out until he had a gun right in between his eyes. Taehyung hushed him before backing away with some food in his arms and left out the door, Hoseok was frozen in place even after Taehyung left. Taehyung was brought up as a child assassin after being orphaned as an infant. A group of people found him wrapped in a blanket in a cardboard box and decided to raise him to be a criminal. Eventually, the same thing happened two years later, Hoseok and Taehyung being in the same situation. They made truce and became friends afterwards. Taehyung somewhat stopped doing assassinations but only works under Hoseok's orders, only if Hoseok needs him.

" you have a significant other?", Hoseok looked at Taehyung's straight face with anticipation

"No..and even if I did, I don't think they would be okay with the things I do", Taehyung turned a sharp left before driving smoothly again.

"How come you always seem so down? Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine"



"You're no fun, you can never keep a conversation. Crack some jokes."


"Fine, what do you do these days? Anything for fun?"

"I work and sleep until I get a call from you. Which is like, once in a blue moon. As for fun things? I sleep.."

"That's very depressing."

"How? It's fun."

"Come move in with me, you live by yourself, don't you you want company? I have plenty of guests rooms."

"No, you have too many people in your house plus a hybrid. I'm not all about big crowds."

"Hey, Jungkook and Jin only come for 5 days a week. Jungkook only had to come today to make sure Yoongi was fed, protected...and to be milked."

"Still, no thanks"

"Come on", Hoseok whined, "just think about it at least"

"I dont wan-"

"I'll pay you extra"

"I'll be there tomorrow"

"Wow", Hoseok was hurt, not really but you get it, "all I needed was to add more money. This isn't friendship, this is bribery"

"I was just joking", which made Hoseok's eyes light up, both because he was joking for the first time and because he had hope, "doesn't mean I'm actually moving in tomorrow", all of the hope left..."I'll think about it"

The car ride took 30 minutes to reach the house of the owners. Taehyung had dropped Hoseok a block away so that Taehyung can set up his weapons to aim at the owners. Hoseok stuffed the papers in the inside pocket of his coat before walking up to the door. He took a deep breath before knocking. Soon after, an old butler opened the door, he looked stingy but gave a good attitude for someone who look like he hates his life.

"Good morning sir, how may I assist you?", he looked about 60-70, he should be in a retirement home, not a butler.

"Good morning, I'm here to talk to the Soo brothers.", The old man raised his sharp gray eyebrow up with a concerned look, "oh sorry, my name is Jung Hoseok. I'm sure you've heard of the 'J&M corporations' before, you look wise"

"Well Mr. Jung, they are not here at the moment"

"Yes they are, I know they are. No one just leaves their butler at home", Hoseok smiled at the old man's scolding scrunched up face. He opened the door to let Hoseok in, Hoseok giving a small 'thank you' to the butler as he entered.

"They are in the living room, down the corridor to the right of you."

Hoseok walked down the hallway, he saw faint candles lit in the background. He heard small mewls as he approached it, the closer he got the clearer he saw silhouettes. He pushed the see through purple linen curtains back, there was one of the brothers sitting on a throne in one corner, scrolling on his phone whilst the other one was in the other corner...he was in front of someone who was on their knees.

"Jaeho, I remember telling you t- who the hell are you?", the brother from the chair looked away from his phone with furrowed brows, who Hoseok can only assume is Seyoon.

"Who is it Seyoon", the other brother grunted, thrusting his hips into it's mouth. Hoseok saw a tail...Jimin

"I mean no harm, I just want to chat", Hoseok grabbed a chair from the side and placed it right in front the curtain. Directly across from him was a window, no one knew except him as to who was on that hill. "All I have are two requests, the faster we get them done, the faster no trouble will be started". Jaeho removed himself from the poor hybrid in front of him. Jimin coughed as he fell to his palms. He was naked and had chain marks around his wrists, his gray hair was a mess because of the grip Jaeho had in his hair. It made Hoseok's blood boil. He understands the purpose of hybrids but he doesn't understand why some of them are treated like shit. They're living beings too. Jimin locked eyes with Hoseok for a few seconds before crawling to his corner by Hoseok.

"What do you want to "chat" about?", Jaeho leaned his head on his right palm, boring his eyes into Hoseok's.

"Well, I found something that supposedly belonged to the both of you", Hoseok deadpanned the both of them for a split second before continuing his speech, "but considering that you don't seem to have collars for your hybrids seems to me that you don't own they aren't yours anyway. Right now, he's getting very well treated at my house. The poor Panther was malnourished and bruised, traumatized would seem like a better word but it seemed like he was use to feeling like that. And he was so skinny, just like you like him right?", Hoseok saw the anger in their eyes and the way Seyoon clenched his fist. "There we go, you know exactly who I'm talking about. Good for you."

"Well sir-"

"Hoseok", Hoseok smiled at them

"Whatever, we don't appreciate how you have come to our house unannounced, claiming that we beat our precious Yoongi-", Jaeho started but Hoseok quickly shut him up. Hoseok noticed that Jimin has been staring at him since he said Panther

"Don't play fucking dumb with me you ignorant scum, I already know that poor hybrid over there is Jimin", Hoseok looked sadly over to the Jaguar who had tears welling his eyes, "he's sorry for leaving you but you don't have to worry, you'll see him again."

"Damn right he'll see him again because you're bringing him straight to us. He is rightfully ours, we bought both him and Jimin. We have the papers, it's against the law to forcefully take away someone's propert-"

"Oh but you like it forcefully, don't you Seyoon?", Hoseok sinfully smirked at them, "From the stories Yoongi has told me, it seems that you like having power. But besides that, he's not seeing you again because like I said, what collars do you have to prove?", Hoseok looked at his watch, it's been only a couple of minutes and Hoseok wishes he was home, "I had mentioned that I had two deals to make so lets get that over with, yeah?"

"Jimin!", Jaeho growled, making the hybrid jump and tremble a bit, "come here!". Jimin winced as he slowly crawled to his owner, "hurry!"

"Maybe if you gave him time to reach you, he'd be there by now. But since you beat him and barely fed him, he's doing the best he can so wait.", Jaeho rolled his eyes and impatiently waited for Jimin to be by his side. Once Jimin reached there, Jaeho placed his hand on his head and started petting him.

"Well, go on..", Jaeho offered as if Hoseok needed his hospitality.

"First deal, I want to buy both Yoongi and Jimin off of you two", Hoseok leaned back in his chair, "name your price and I'll pay it"

"As if you could afford both of them, you might as well run along with your tail between your legs", Seyoon bellowed

"You want these wretched hybrids?", Jaeho yanked Jimin by the hair to make him look at Hoseok, "these good for nothing sluts?!", Jaeho threw Jimin on the floor, kicking his leg in the process. Jimin laid in that position, in fear of doing anything to make his owners mad. Hoseok tried to maintain his cool, he almost signaled Taehyung to kill the both of them. "I should be calling the cops right now"

Hoseok just smiled, then started laughing. He really hated having to flaunt his wealth but maybe this one time wouldn't hurt, "You two are jokes you know that? You can't even compete with me. Your step-father owns a chocolate shop." Hoseok almost fell out of his seat until his smile dropped, "my father owns 'J&M corporations', my step-mother owns restaurants you've never been to, it's even known abroad. my uncle on my fathers side owns police stations all around and my aunt on my mother's side owns hybrid protection centers across the world. If none of this had rung a bell, I'm the son of the wealthiest family in this country. I could buy this house, demolish it, and have you written up for abusing of a hybrid. Hell, we make your father's little company look like the little bread that you give these poor hybrids so I advise you hand them over. Like I said, I'm not looking for trouble."

"..Jung Hoseok...son of...Jaeho, it's true. It's him", Seyoon showed his brother his phone. Jaeho pierced his eyes into Hoseok, he looked frustrated, upset, and every other synonym in the books.

"In the flesh", Hoseok gave a small bow, "now how much for both of them? $40 million each? that's basically 80 million you have right there. They were probably more than that but since you acted the way you did towards me, I shaved some off the top. Either you take the price or you face life in prison", Hoseok shrugged, "I know this price might seem like a lot to you but it's $15 to me."

"Deal", Seyoon stood up from his seat, the sudden movement made Jimin shake again, "we can always buy another one"

"And that's the other part of the deal", Hoseok countered him off, "I don't want you two purchasing any hybrids ever again. Don't even go near one. If you do, I'll throw in another $10 million.", Hoseok offered, he was rather amused at the ridiculous shocked faces. "And just to make sure you don't do it, I contacted my aunt to contact all hybrid shops and clinics across the board that hold hybrids to not sell it specifically to the two of you. In case you're not understanding, that means no hybrids over seas or here. The hybrid companies do check up every now and then so try to sneak one, I dare you", Hoseok threatened them, "you're basically getting that $10 million for free"

Hoseok took out the 'Owner Termination Contract', that Namjoon had given him the other day, with a pen, "if you may, please sign where all the 'x's are. I already wrote both of their names"

Jaeho snatched the papers out of Hoseok's hands and leaned against the table, signing on the lines before Seyoon did. During this, Hoseok had gotten up from his seat. He walked over to Jimin, placing his over sized coat on him. Jimin was very cautious, "it's okay, I don't bite. But are you able to stand up?"

"Y-yes M-Mister..", Hoseok carefully helped the wobbly Jimin up to his feet. He was similar to Yoongi's height, if anything Jimin seemed to have a more innocent appearance while Yoongi appeared more cold. Hoseok noticed that the marks on his small wrists but it soon got covered as Jimin gripped onto Hoseok's coat for dear life. It literally covered Jimin's whole body to below his calf.

"Here!", Seyoon handed Hoseok the papers and pen back, Hoseok politely took them back and placed it into the inner pocket of his jacket that Jimin drowned in. "When will we get our money?"

"Two days from now, my butler will drop it off", he reassured them. Hoseok suddenly kneeled in front of Jimin, "get on please". Jimin hesitantly climbed on his back and held on tight, the coat draping over the both of them now. He bowed slightly before turning to the curtains when all of a sudden he remembered something. "How could I forget? I heard that you assassinate people you make deals with. I advise you not try that with me. I brought a fellow friend on mine." Hoseok stomped his foot twice on the ground, a bullet shot through the window and right in front of Hoseok's foot, "as you can see, he has precise aim. I shall be going now", Hoseok bowed on last time, Jimin following him before Hoseok started walking through the corridor and out the house. He shortly noticed that he could feel Jimin's soft member rest against his back but that drifted away after he saw the look on the butler's face.

Hoseok saw that Taehyung pulled up as soon as he reached the end of the block. Hoseok carefully placed Jimin in the back seat, putting the seatbelt on him before sitting right next to him and mirroring his actions. Taehyung drove off after they were settled.

"Taehyung, I'm going to need you to follow Jin back here in two days so he can drop off the money. Just in case", Hoseok informed him

"Understood", Taehyung nodded

"I'm also not gonna lie, that bullet that almost shot my foot scared the fuck out of me but I had to keep my cool", Hoseok admitted, Taehyung grinned as he kept driving

Hoseok turned to Jimin, he looked frightened, "no no, it's going to be okay. I promise I won't hurt. You'll be reunited with Yoongi soon, I heard that you two are best friends"

Jimin nodded, clutching onto Hoseok's jacket tighter as if his life depended on it.

"You can rest now. When you wake up, you'll be experiencing what it's like to feel free. How does that sound?", he pet the Jaguar's head to release any tension he had. Jimin mumbled a tiny 'good' before curling up in his seat.

Hoseok felt so giddy, he's actually doing something with his life, he feels like a new chapter had been opened in his life after feeling so useless all his life. He honestly couldn't wait until he arrived at home though. Even through the day just started, he felt so exhausted.

Thirty minutes flew by fast. Two reasons. One of them being that Hoseok was mostly daydreaming and the other being that Taehyung drove like an A.I. Hoseok got out of the car first before reaching for the sleeping Jimin next to him. He held Jimin bridal style as Taehyung made sure that everything was okay and made sure if everyone had everything before driving back to his house. As Hoseok walked to the door, he felt Jimin shift in his arms. Jimin held on to Hoseok's shoulders, his face in the junction between Hoseok's shoulder and neck.

He's so cute..

Sadly, that quickly ended when Hoseok had to ring the doorbell, waking him up. The door quickly opened...the sight before Hoseok..

"Oh thank god you're back", Jungkook's hair was a mess, his sleeves were rolled up above his elbow. He looked drained overall. "He wouldn't stop for a whole hour. He just kept cumming and cumming , I thought it would never end but it did. Ten minutes ago I think. Right now he's in the dining room eating his soup that you told me to heat up.", the poor bodyguard spoke so fast that he could be a rapper. "I-I'll be heading home right now. I need to shower for two hours, my arms are so sore", he walked past Hoseok, "I'll see you Monday", Jungkook mumbled as he stumbled to his car.

Hoseok chuckled as he walked into his house. He kicked the door behind him, closing it as his arms were kind of full. He walked to the dining table to see Yoongi's back facing him, "hey Yoongi, guess who's here?", Hoseok sang lightly.

Yoongi turned around, he still had that hair band Hoseok put on him earlier. He was glad he did because the face Yoongi made Hoseok's heart melt. He stood up so fast, almost knocking the table on the floor, "Jimin.."

Hoseok placed Jimin in the chair across from Yoongi, "I have to call Namjoon for another checkup and to take the papers. You two are officially mine except you'll have freedom this time", Hoseok reassured the both of them, "I just have to get your measurements and collars and..other necessities". Hoseok proudly stood before them, but what he didn't expect was for Yoongi to walk up to him and hug him. Although he was shocked he softly embraced him, petting him a bit. As much as Hoseok would have loved to continue hugging him, he really had to call Namjoon. Hoseok broke the hug and gestured to Jimin, "please give him some of the soup in the meanwhile", Yoongi nodded and went straight to Jimin.

Hoseok went upstairs to ring Namjoon. It took about 3 rings for the other male to answer on the other end. "Hello, this is Doctor Kim Namjoon. How may I assist you?"

"Namjoon, it's Hoseok. I just got home with the papers signed and with Jimin, Yoongi's hybrid best friend who's a Jaguar. I'm calling to see if you can run another checkup on Jimin and for you to collect the papers.", Hoseok spoke softly on the phone although inside he wanted to bounce off walls from how happy he was.

"I'll be over in 20 minutes or so. Is they eating anything?", Hoseok heard Namjoon shuffling in the background, possibly preparing for the checkup. Hoseok went down the steps a bit to peep at what they were doing. Yoongi sat on the table, legs crossed in front of Jimin, spoon feeding him soup while Jimin still clung onto Hoseok's coat.

Why do they have to be so cute?

"Yes, Yoongi is feeding him right now. Please come as quick as you can."

"Alright, see you soon. Bye.", Namjoon ended the call shortly. Hoseok hung the telephone up and went back downstairs.

He saw that they were still in the same position than last time, Yoongi was still feeding him. His tail was swaying softly, he was happy. Jimin took every spoonful given to him, he looked very blissful. They both looked so close. Instead of wanting to stand like a creep by watching the two hybrids being domestic, he decided to inform Jimin as to what was about to happen. He took a seat next to Jimin who didn't seem to notice him until he sat down.

"How are you feeling so far Jimin?", Hoseok gave Jimin a soft smile.

Jimin finished swallowing his last spoonful before responding back, "I-I'm feeling good at the moment. No, I'm feeling great after reuniting with hyung", Jimin shyly looked up at Hoseok. Hoseok understands why so he doesn't try to push anything but Hoseok does catch a glimpse of Yoongi giving a small smile to what Jimin had said. "The soup is great by the way"

"You'd have to thank Seokjin but he's not here until Monday unfortunately. But it's okay, it's only two days away.", Hoseok reassured the feline, "but I do have to tell you something", Jimin and Yoongi snapped their heads towards Hoseok, Yoongi's with confusion and Jimin's with fear.

Okay, so maybe he shouldn't have worded it like that..

"Don't worry", Hoseok put his hands up in defense, "I was just saying that Doctor Namjoon is going to be doing a check up on you in a few minutes. He's a hybrid doctor and he's nice", Jimin's face shifted to a relieved one while Yoongi had gotten up to put the empty bowl in the sink before walking back and taking his seat on the table.

"That's good", Yoongi said to himself

"As for Monday, Seokjin is going to be measuring you two for your clothing, shoes, and neck width so I can order clothes for you two. I'm sorry to say that you'll have to wear my stuff until then", Hoseok scratched the back of his head

"It's fine, you smell nice anyway so I don't mind", Jimin smiled up at Hoseok, making his heart jump out of his chest. Yoongi also was in awe from how cute Jimin was.

"W-Well thank you", Hoseok was flustered by the compliment, "other than that, I need to know the both of your preferences toy and other reasons that you two may have"

"Hybrids usually just use whatever their owner gives them as they are set to do that", Yoongi looked at Hoseok dead in the eye

"I mean, I'm giving you two the freedom to pick whatever you want..I-I've never bought stuff like that for myself so how would I be able to choose stuff for you two?", Hoseok felt so awkward talking about this stuff to the both of them, "hasn't there been a time where you didn't like a certain toy or things your previous owners bought you? Maybe did to you? Besides...well..yeah.."

Yoongi and Jimin both cringed at a memory they both seemed to have, "the taser was a pretty bad one...", Jimin mumbled

"T-Taser?", Hoseok questioned

"Mhm", Yoongi nodded

Hoseok sat there in disbelief, "is there any other ones?"

"Watersports was nasty", Jimin furrowed his eyebrows at the thought and Yoongi rolled his eyes, agreeing with him.


"What the fuck were they on?", Hoseok blurted out accidentally, he meant to say it in his head but he was just THAT confused. It made Jimin giggle so he was fine, "I'm sorry. I'll leave you two alone though so you guys can catch up on whatever you missed out. I'll just be setting up the schedule in case I forget.", Hoseok stood up from the chair, "Jimin?"

"Yes Mr. Jung?"

"Please, just call me Hoseok.", He smiled, "would you like your own room tonight or would you like to sleep with Yoongi?"

"Yoongi!", Jimin exclaimed, gripping onto Yoongi's sweatpants. Yoongi thumbed over Jimin'a back hand, giving him a little 'of course Jiminie'

"I'll be putting extra clothes in the both of your dressers in the mean while then." Hoseok politely bowed to the both of them as a sign of respect before gathering some clothes for the both of them.

"So far, Jimin is alright, urethra is unblocked as well. He's not as malnourished as Yoongi was but I say be careful either way. He can eat things like eggs and sausages but don't give him heavy meat yet that will hurt his stomach and take him a long time to digest. Monday, you can start feeding Yoongi eggs and sausages as well. Soup is a good starter to build up malnutrition but not gradually moving to different foods will just make him stay the way he was in the first place", Namjoon informed Hoseok as he started to pack up, "he might need to be milked soon, just look out for the symptoms. Panthers and Jaguars are in the same family tree so they get their heats around the same times and are in need of milking around the same time. The tests for Yoongi will be coming out tomorrow, I'll make sure to call you and tell you. I'll just have to set up Jimin's blood work tonight and you'll get the results by tomorrow night or Monday morning.", Namjoon put on his coat and grabbed his suitcase before placing his hand on Hoseok's shoulder, "good luck my friend"

"Thanks for your help again Namjoon", Hoseok led him to the door, Namjoon gave him a dimpled smile before waving goodbye.

Hoseok locked the door and read the time on his watch, "almost 11am?", Hoseok looked up to see Yoongi running his hand through Jimin's hair while he purred. They were so domestic in his eyes. But again, he had to intervene. "Jimin, are you able to shower or do you need one of us to help you?"

"I think I'm able to do it, thank you. Can you just tell me where it is?", Jimin stood up from the dining room table, Hoseok coat falling off of him which revealed his body. He had markings all over him, Hoseok noticed the frown on Yoongi's face. He frowned too.

"It's down the hall by the staircase, first door to your left", He looked away though considering that Jimin was naked until he felt a small figure wrapping their arms around his torso..and something on his thigh-

"Thank you Mister Jung", Jimin let go of Hoseok and proceeded to walk down to the hallway, "he's very adorable", Hoseok tried to make small talk with Yoongi who seemed to be pretty bummed out. He didn't like how bummed out he looked. "I know I mentioned it earlier already but can I at least know why you don't care about what sex toys I give you? It's your body."

"Like I said, hybrids don't care what you get them, as long as it makes them feel good and gets the job done. No matter what gender. Whether we crossdress or bondage, we're made to like whatever our owners give us. Even though some of that is bull", Yoongi shrugged, "but when we're in heat, it's a different story. We like to feel full of your seed so.."

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that", Hoseok rubbed his face in stress, he's going to have to ejaculate into them..

"I mean, you have no choice unless you want us to die"

"What?!", Hoseok, shot his head up to Yoongi, even more stress piling onto his shoulders

"I'm just kidding", Yoongi chuckled, this was the first time Hoseok has seen Yoongi chuckle and he would do anything to always see him laugh again, he had such a precious gummy smile. "No but thank you for getting Jimin here safely...and for Jungkook's help"

"You're welcome, and you made Jungkook's arms pretty sore"

"We do have a lot of stamina.."

"From what I've read and seen, I can tell", Hoseok acknowledged, "I'm gonna go check on Jimin, make sure he's okay. After him, make sure to wash up. I'll bring you two some clothes", Hoseok gave Yoongi an 'okay?' look which Yoongi nodded to.

Hoseok walked out of the dining room area and down to where the bathroom is. He heard the faucet running for the tub and was relieved that Jimin knew how to work it. It was when he heard Jimin released a pained sound that had Hoseok worried. Not thinking clearly, Hoseok opened the door. "Are you- oh my, I'm sorry.", he should've realized that Jimin was going to be naked in the first place.

"Can you help me? I didn't know I'd actually need it. That needle really messed me up.", Jimin's cheeks was flushed as tears threatened to fall out of his eyes, he sat on the floor in the 'W' position. Marks and bruises covering his body drastically. His tail was wrapped around his thigh due to the aphrodisiac but his ears were flat on his head. Hoseok frowned as he walked to help the feline up.

"Are you that sensitive?", he carefully sat Jimin in the bathtub as the water continued to fill up. He put lavender epsom salt body wash in so bubbles could form and so that he can relax.

"Yes, that red stuff is making me feel weird and also...due to the..beatings from the previous owners.."

Hoseok sighed deeply to that, "I understand, it's okay now. You're safe now.", Hoseok reassured him, "do you need me to wash you or do you feel more comfortable if Yoongi does it?"

"It doesn't really matter", Jimin shrugged

"Right", Hoseok inhaled deeply before exhaling, "right..."

Hoseok grabbed a new loofah from the bathroom closet and waited until the bath water rose a bit more before continuing. He lathered the loofah in the soapy water and carefully ran it across Jimin's chest, neck, and back. Jimin slightly purred to the feeling, pressing against the loofah. The more Hoseok scrubbed, the more clearer you can see what the marks were. Some of them were purple and blue, some green and yellow that you wouldn't notice far away. Some were bites marks. Hoseok took Jimin's left arm and started to clean it, there were deep finger print bruises wrapped around his forearm. Hoseok should've killed them.

"Why did they do this to you?", Hoseok asked lowly, he was infuriated and didn't tear his eyes away from his arm.

"...They thought I helped Yoongi escape so they beat me. Then proceeded to have sex with me right after, calling me degrading names. Mister Seyoon held my arms down so I wouldn't fight back while Mister Jaeho gripped my waist tightly and...yeah..", Jimin spoke softly, looking down at the water, "it's not my fault I was made for these purposes.."

"I'm sorry that you had to suffer through such vile acts as those, no living being deserves that", Hoseok comforted him, finally tearing his eyes away from Jimin's arm. They sat in silence as Hoseok continued to wash him. The sound of water splashing bounced off the walls and low purrs can only be heard if you were close to Jimin. Hoseok's movements halted when he reached Jimin's stomach.

"Are you a virgin Mister Jung?", Jimin asked, baffling Hoseok

"it's Hoseok, and no I'm not", he tilted his head slightly, "why?"

"You won't touch me down there, you've been in the same place for a minute now", Jimin wondered innocently

"Because I want you to feel comfortable around me. After what you told me, I don't think I'm in the right place to do that"

Jimin nodded and took the loofah out of Hoseok's hand. He dove it under the water, cleaning himself throughly. He moaned softly to the touches, Hoseok knew it wasn't intentional as it's because of the needle but he can't help but feel flustered. Who wouldn't be flustered if there was someone a few inches away from them. Hoseok wet Jimin's hair with clean water and poured vanilla scented shampoo in it, making sure to get what dirt and gunk that was in it out. He repeated it one more time before doing the same thing but with conditioner and washing the suds out. Jimin had finished cleaning his legs the same time Hoseok grabbed the nearest fluffy towels and placing it around his arm. He helped Jimin out of the tub, unplugging the stopper, and handed Jimin the towels.

"Dry off, I'll go fetch you some clothes", Hoseok left the bathroom and went to his room to grab some clothes for both Yoongi and Jimin to wear. When he grabbed the necessities, he jogged back downstairs to Yoongi sitting down on the living room floor. His ears and tail were flat and not moving, something happened. Hoseok quickly dropped off the clothes in the bathroom, telling Jimin which pair was who's. He took the wet towels and put it in the hamper while taking out new ones for Yoongi and leaving the bathroom. He went to go see what happened to Yoongi, "Yoongi, are you okay?"

He sat there silent for a minute before speaking, "...I made him get hurt"

"...How much did you hear?", Hoseok spoke in a volume that only they can hear, sitting down right in front of Yoongi.

"Everything up to the virgin question. He got abused and raped because of me, yet he was still happy to see me. Big god damn smile on his face. You know what he said to me?", Yoongi looked up at Hoseok, two tears streamed down his face as he bit his bottom lip, " 'hyung, I missed you so much. I was so worried for you, I'm so glad you're alive'. I was so happy to see him yet I can't help but feel like complete and utter shit. He took the blame for something I did on my own accord. He should hate me right now, I should've taken his beatings. He didn't deserve it.", tears just started to pour out of his eyes, he hiccuped as he tried to wipe the tears away but they kept coming.

Hoseok didn't know how to react, he didn't like people crying. His instinct made him bring Yoongi in for a hug, a tight heartfelt one. Yoongi wrapped his arms around Hoseok's torso and they stayed in that position. Hoseok rubbed Yoongi's back, cooing at him to calm him down, running his long fingers through his raven black hair.

"What happened to Yoongi hyung?", a small voice appeared from behind Hoseok, Hoseok turned his head while keeping Yoongi's head to his chest. Jimin was standing there in too oversized clothes. A white shirt, gray sweatpants, white socks and white slippers while his hair was damp.

"Um, he'"

"Nothing Jimin, I'm just really happy to see you", Yoongi wiped his eyes out of Jimin's view before standing up with his head down. He took off the hair band so that his bangs can cover his puffy red eyes. He shuffled his feet towards Jimin and pulled him in for a hug. His chin rested on Jimin's shoulder while he wrapped his tail around Jimin's waist. Hoseok heard Yoongi muffle 'I'm sorry' to Jimin. The Jaguar threaded him finger through Yoongi's hair..

"It's okay..."

Jimin broke the hug and asked Yoongi a question. Yoongi pointed to the room he was staying in which Jimin led him to. Jimin informed Hoseok that they were going to take a nap so they can calm down. Hoseok nodded his head as Jimin closed the door. Yoongi can take his shower later, this was more important. Hoseok walked up to his room and started writing down the schedule for the next upcoming days. It's going to be busy for the next week or so before he can stop worrying.

Chapter Text

It was Monday. Today was going to be such a busy day for everyone. Hoseok thought hectic because Jimin had to be milked and he almost called Jungkook, thankfully Yoongi was there to take care of him. They did everything together, it made Hoseok admire their closeness. They ate together, slept together, watched movies together, went to the backyard together, even showered together. There were many other bathrooms within the mansion, they were aware of it. But they still did it anyway. It made Hoseok want to treat Namjoon, Seokjin, Jungkook, and Taehyung to dinner at a restaurant to give thanks. They’ve done so much for them and he wanted to show his appreciation. He’ll do it once day, just not right now.

But today? Today Hoseok woke up to his phone ringing across from him on the mirror dresser. He felt so groggy as he sat up on his bed. He looked at himself in the mirror, his orange hair was tossed and his face was puffy. He groaned as he got off the bed and dragged his feet on the ground. Still being acutely exhausted, he picked up the phone and hoarsely answered whoever was on the other end, “Hello..?”

“Hoseok, I tried calling you 3 times already. I know damn well you’re a light sleeper”, Namjoon sounded aggrieved, “I just wanted to tell you the updates about Jimin’s blood”

“Uh huh…”

“Like Yoongi, there’s nothing major wrong with them..”

“Uh huh…”

“No diabetes, no HIV, no-“

“Uh huh…”

“Hoseok, if I have to, I will come to your house and kick you.”, Namjoon scolded him, he expected Hoseok to laugh..

“…Uh huh..”, Hoseok responded back, rubbing his bare chest as he still tried to wake up.

Namjoon sighed. Hoseok knew he had to stay at the clinic and treat his patients.

Remember when he said he wanted to show his gratitude-

“Anyways, I’ll send you the paper work in case you forget”, Namjoon reassured him, “by the way, I’ve been meaning to tell you something about hybrids”

All of a sudden, Hoseok was fully awake.

“You’re aware that hybrids have tendencies of wanting to have intercourse together everyone in a while, correct?”, Namjoon wanted to attune Hoseok of hybrid knowledge.

“Yeah, I know”, Hoseok lied, “I read it on the clinic’s website”,

“That’s good. I only told you in case you heard them and got scarred”, Namjoon chuckled, it got cut off after Hoseok heard a female voice taking to Namjoon, “oh really…alright, I’ll be there soon. Thank you”, he replied calmly, “Hoseok, I’m going to have to go. I need to treat a hybrid right now. I’ll talk to you soon. Bye”

“Bye”, Hoseok had said his farewell before hanging up the call. He read ’11:25am’ on his clock, Seokjin should be coming back from his trip with Taehyung soon. In the meanwhile, Hoseok took a quick shower, got dressed, and went downstairs to make breakfast for the hybrids who were still sleeping.

Namjoon did tell him that he should start making Yoongi some eggs and sausages as well as Jimin so that’s exactly what he did. He brewed new coffee and poured some ice cold orange juice for them. Although it all smelt nice, Hoseok was never in the mood to eat in the morning because he always woke up groggy. Every time he was forced to eat breakfast, because Seokjin made him, he would feel more disgusted. Don’t get him wrong, Seokjin’s food is always delicious, he just wasn’t in the mood to eat until an hour or so later. He finished making breakfast shortly after, placing it on tray and putting it on the table next to each other. Hoseok didn’t want the food getting cold because he literally just made it but he also didn’t want to wake them up because they are still recovering. As he was contemplating whether to wake them up or not, Seokjin had retuned. He had the suitcase that was now empty of money and placed it on the table by the door.

“Something smells good”, Seokjin complimented the aroma, he walked to the kitchen and saw that Hoseok had made his favorite coffee, “oh my Hoseok, you made coffee for me. You shouldn’t have”

“I mean, it as for anyone who wanted some”, Hoseok stared at Seokjin blankly, who just pouted as he took a sip of his coffee, “how was the trip?”

“Well, Taehyung is still rather quiet but so am I so it wasn’t much of a bother. I dropped off the money to the two young men, stuck up two I must say, and I left. There was no problem but I do appreciate the look out and involvement of Taehyung although I do have a history of combat”, Seokjin warmly smiled.

It is true though. Seokjin might seem like a tranquil butler who follows orders but that doesn’t mean he can’t defend himself. Hoseok’s father didn’t want just some old butler for Hoseok, he wanted a young one with combat skills in case Hoseok was in trouble. That’s the only thing he’s actually grateful for from his father. Matter of fact, everyone he knew including himself so far has a history of combat skills. Seokjin specialized in boxing, Jungkook is a blackbelt in Taekwondo, Taehyung is an assassin and specializes Krav Maga, Namjoon use to do Brazilian Jiu Jitsu when he was younger but stopped to be a doctor, and Hoseok did kickboxing around 12 to 18 but stopped. He’s kinda rusty as he hasn’t done it in a while.

“But no one died, just attitude was given. I did try to invite Taehyung over but he denied the offer and drove home, so mysterious”, Seokjin took a sip of his coffee, the hot liquid streaming down his throat and making him feel warm.

“That’s good to know, I was feeling homicidal that day”, Hoseok joked but Seokjin raised his eyebrow, making Hoseok abashed, “I-I’ll need to wake the hybrids up to eat. After they’re done eat, we’ll have to get started on with today’s schedule, yes?”, Hoseok reminded Seokjin as if he really need to

“Of course Hoseok, but I do have a question”, Seokjin furrowed his brows, “what was the name of the other hybrid? You mentioned him briefly but I already forgot his name. I don’t want to be rude to anyone I haven’t met yet”

“His name in Jimin and he’s very adorable, I have a feeling you might like him.”, Hoseok rested his cup on the table before walking to the bedroom door the two were sleeping in. Instead of barging into the room like he did the last few times, he knocked lightly against the wooden door.


Okay, that’s fine. Maybe they’re just heavy sleepers so Hoseok knocked again, a little louder this time but not aggressively. And again, no answer. He sighed and twisted the doorknob, Hoseok opened his mouth to say something until he saw the most cutest thing he’s ever seen. Jimin’s head rested on Yoongi’s chest, his arms wrapped around his hips while his legs intertwined with Yoongi’s. Yoongi’s hand sat loosely in Jimin’s hair, leaving Hoseok to assume that Yoongi petted him to sleep. The blanket was half way up their legs while the softly breathed through their mouth and hair bands on their heads, the sun peeking through the window, shining on them. It seemed so pure and ethereal. Hoseok really doesn’t want to wake them up but he knows that today is going to be busy and he’d rather get it over with.

“U-um..”, Hoseok took tiny steps forward and placed his fingertips on Jimin’s left arm that rested on Yoongi’s stomach, he began to lightly shake them, “breakfast is ready…please wake up”, he spoke softly, still shaking them.

It was Jimin who’s eyes started to flutter open first. He looked up to see Hoseok staring back at him with a bright smile, “Oh, I’m sorry..”, Jimin pushed himself up with his arms, rubbing his eyes with the white long sleeve Hoseok gave him to wear. “Is there something wrong?”, his voice was a little raspy, his gray hair was a mess but in the most adorable way; his tail swayed side to side behind him. Hoseok felt that the pants were uncomfortable for them as they didn’t have holes for their tails to access through but they didn’t complain.

“Oh no, not at all. I just wanted to wake you guys up for breakfast”, Hoseok informed him, “I didn’t want it to get cold”. Yoongi shifted underneath them, not woken up yet. “Speaking of which, Yoongi needs to get up.”

Jimin nodded and grabbed Yoongi’s hand and with all his strength he tried pulling him up. He only managed to drag Yoongi a tiny bit, “Hyung, wake up”, Jimin whined, still trying to pull him up.

“Um, wouldn’t it be better to just shake him”, Hoseok raised his eyebrow, Jimin shook his head no.

“He’s a very heavy sleeper”, Jimin’s ear twitched before he went to scratch his ear, “I got it..”. Jimin crawled up to where Yoongi’s face was and grabbed the sides of his head. At first, Hoseok thought he was going to kiss him by the way he got close to his face but that wasn’t the case. Jimin started shaking his head side to side, “Yoongi hyung, wake up!”, Jimin raised his voice a tad bit. Hoseok just sat there, confused.

“Mmm…”, Yoongi groaned, raising his hands to place over Jimin’s smaller ones and stopping his movements, “5 more minutes Jimin..”

“We don’t have 5 more minutes”, Jimin cutely pouted, “Hoseok hyung made breakfast for us, I’m hungry”

Yoongi’s eyes were half lidded, looking at Jimin first then Hoseok who so happened to be right next to him. He sighed in defeat as Jimin had gotten off the bed to pull Yoongi up by the hands. Hoseok had also gotten off the bed, “Let’s go shall we?”. Jimin had used all his energy pulling Yoongi up, exhaustion kicking in again as he clung onto Yoongi’s arm who was just now waking up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. Hoseok made it to the dining room table first, Seokjin was in the kitchen looking inside the fridge, possibly to see what’s going to be for dinner tonight. Hoseok sat where he placed his cup, his back facing the kitchen. He sipped the now lukewarm beverage as he say Yoongi and Jimin slowly walking to the table, Jimin had his head on Yoongi’s back while Yoongi looked like he hated everything and everyone in the world for waking him up. Jimin bumped into the chair a bit when he let go of Yoongi to sit down. When they both sat down, their eyes were half opened until they saw what was in front of them. Jimin eagerly grabbed the utensils in front of him and started to eat, Jimin showed a very enthusiastic reaction to the meal in front of him. Yoongi on the other hand was surprised that he got something different than soup this time. However, when he bit the sausage he didn’t wear an enthusiastic expression like Jimin did. All he did was nod and comment that it was ‘delicious’. Hoseok had mixed feelings now.

“I’m pretty sure they can have fruit too..”, Seokjin pondered, holding a bowl of strawberries his hand and a new cup of steaming hot coffee, “Hoseok, Strawberries are okay ri-“, Seokjin all of a sudden stopped talking, which confused Hoseok. Hoseok turned around to see Seokjin’s eyes focused on something, furrowing his eyebrows he followed where his eyes led. It lead to Jimin who was too focused on his food right now, “oh, um, h-hello Jimin”

Jimin snapped out of his daydream and looked to where the voice came from. When he spotted the light pink haired man, he looked so starstruck. They both just stared at each other for a good minute until Jimin had to snap himself out of it. For some reason, he had a sudden rush of fear for not responding back, “oh! Um, h-hello Mister..”

“Seokjin, I’m the butler”, he smiled, walking to the table with the bowl of fruits. Jimin never took his eyes off of him until Seokjin looked up at him again. He looked away and started getting shy, quietly eating his food. It became quiet and awkward for a moment, everyone except Yoongi who seemed to always be quiet. Thankfully he was the one to break the silence.

“That smells good”, Yoongi commented the aroma of the coffee that Seokjin was sipping, taking a bite of his scrambled eggs.

“Oh, would you like me to get you a cup Yoongi?”, Seokjin offered, Yoongi politely nodded. Seokjin stood up to fetch Yoongi a cup of the caffeinated drink.

“Handsome…”, Yoongi and Hoseok heard Jimin mumble to himself

“That’s Seokjin for you”, Hoseok chuckled

“I honestly thought all butlers were old and prune like”, Jimin eyes flicked from Hoseok’s eyes to Seokjin’s back, who was currently pouring out the liquid into a gray coffee mug.

“Luckily he’s 23 and not 73”, Jimin almost choked when he heard the number ’23’ exit Hoseok’s lips. Seokjin had returned with the mug and sat back in his seat that was right in front of Jimin who was currently trying to wash away the piece of meat in his throat with orange juice.

“Someone seems to be whipped already”, Yoongi mumbled quietly to himself, sipping the hot liquid. Yoongi seemed to like it a lot from the way his eyes shot open for a brief second, “this is wonderful."

“Thank you”, Hoseok bowed slightly as he was sitting down, “now, today is going to be a busy day for all of us, mostly you two. We’re going to get your clothes for inside and outside, necessities like underwear and socks, shoes, haircuts, manicures, measurements for suits in case of special occasions, and whatever other things you might like that you spot when we go around like jewelry or something, I don’t know what you guys fancy. I was going to put you in a spa and massage place but I felt that right now isn’t a good time due to your bruises”, Hoseok looked at the faces of both of the hybrids, their jaws dropped, “there’s no limit to how much stuff you want but please buy things that you will actually need and wear. We’ll buy things like your collars and ….sex toys online because one, I don’t exactly want to be flustered as to what you two like in the sex toy category and two, the collar’s we can order later after we get all of the other stuff out of the way. Does that sound okay?”

“I mean..”, Yoongi was bewildered, “I can’t really say no..’’

“Yeah..”, Jimin agreed with him, “but wouldn’t this be too much?”

“Not at all, it’s time you guys got spoiled and well treated”, Hoseok bashfully replied, there was a spark of joy in Jimin’s eyes and Yoongi was just speechless, “but before we get to do all of that, you’ll have to finish your breakfast, wash your dishes, shower, and brush your teeth.”

They understood and soon finished their food before Jimin practically pulled Yoongi from sipping his last bit of coffee. He and Yoongi washed and dried the dishes they ate out of before Jimin pulled Yoongi towards their room, he giggled at Yoongi’s whining of him needing to ‘slow down’.

Hoseok had finished his coffee by then, leaving the mug on the table. Hoseok had been wondering why it was so quiet, he’s aware the Seokjin is quiet, not as quiet as Taehyung but quiet. Hoseok saw the Seokjin has been playing with his the leaves of the strawberries that he had eaten, he was pretty zoned out and Hoseok didn’t understand why. Seokjin snapped out of his headspace and looked Hoseok in the eyes, giving him the same look that Hoseok made.

“What?’, Seokjin questioned, “something on my face?”

“No”, Hoseok shook his head, “you’ve just been quiet every since you came to this table, everything alright?”

“Yes..’’, Seokjin reassured him, continuing to play with the leaves of the strawberries, “out of curiosity though, what breed is Jimin and how old is he? He looks very young, like around Jungkook’s age”

“Jimin is a Jaguar hybrid and he is around Jungkook’s age, just a two year difference”, Hoseok stood up from his seat, taking his cup to the sink and washing it.

“He’s 19?”, Seokjin’s eyes flew wide, picking up the empty bowl of strawberry leftovers and emptying it in the garbage before washing the bowl himself.

“Well, technically 20, his birthday is October 13th. He’s a 95 liner like Taehyung.”

“That’s nice to know”, Seokjin smiled to himself. After drying his mug and putting it in the cupboard, he asked Hoseok what clothes he should get them, “We are going outside and they don’t have collars. That’s not very safe, especially if we’re going to a hair salon.”

“I know some places that have hybrid employees so that they can feel safe around them, they are aware that I’m getting their collars later today so it’s not going to be that big of a deal.”, Hoseok reassured him

“What about their tails and ears?”, Seokjin furrowed his brows

“Baggy clothes and jackets seem like an option,” Hoseok looked out the window to see drops of water starting to hit it, “considering that it’s raining now, people are most likely to mind their business. If anything, I’m mostly worried about what shoes they’re going to wear outside. They most likely with have to wear the slippers outside if they can’t fit into any of mine.”

“The previous owners didn’t buy them any clothes for them to give you information about the sizes they wear?”

“Nope. They seemed to be only naked. Yesterday, Jimin confessed to me that he almost went around the house naked because clothes for him felt uncomfortable. He didn’t want to ‘disobey’ me by walking in the nude because he doesn’t know how I am yet. If anything, I felt saddened by the fact that he was brought up that way”, Hoseok frowned, “only way to get them out of that headspace is to treat them like a regular being.”

“It’s a good thing they have you then”, a sincere look spread on Seokjin’s face, little does he know

“I mean…they’re kinda..”, Hoseok mumbled something and rubbed his neck, Seokjin was confused yet again

“They’re what..?”

“Kinda ou…”, Hoseok mumbled again, clearing his throat and looking at Seokjin. Seokjin gave him a face that read ‘can you just tell me?’.

“You co-own them Seokjin”

Seokjin’s face dropped, did he just hear what he heard? “I what?”

“I did it for precautions. If you ever want me to take it off papers, I can”, Hoseok assured him, “it will also kinda help with their…heats”, Seokjin’s eyes flew wide, “but that’s only if you want to!”, Hoseok blurted out, does he regret this? A tad bit.

“I mean, it’s a lot but I wouldn’t mind..helping..sir..”, Seokjin’s voice became small, he looked like he was going through it, “I’ll go get their clothes now, if you’ll excuse me..”


“I’m not mad, if anything I’m just flustered”, Seokjin awkwardly chuckled. Seokjin? Flustered? That’s a first. “But I do need to get their clothes, I figure out the shoe situation.”, he said as he walked away

Hoseok’s glad he has Seokjin.

“Well they certainly look cute”, Hoseok and Seokjin stood in front of Yoongi and Jimin, yet again they drowned in Hoseok’s clothes.

Yoongi wore an oversized pullover sweater with black joggers that his tail was in and a pair of black Balenciaga speed sneakers, a gray beanie on top of his head to cover his ears. Jimin wore a white shirt that he wore a dark gray cardigan over with gray joggers that tucked away his tail and a pair on white Balenciaga speed sneakers, a black beanie covering his ears. You would think that they were a cute couple if you walked past them on the street. Seokjin put on his long black coat and white gloves, Hoseok doing the same. They both grabbed an umbrella considering that it was still raining.

“Shall we go?”, Seokjin opened the door for all three of them, Jimin clung onto Yoongi as they walked out the door. “One of you have to come under my umbrella, it’s rude of me to make you hold it”, Seokjin smiled at the hybrids, making Jimin blush, “what kind of butler would I be?”

Jimin whispered something to Yoongi, which the older replied with ‘of course it’s okay’. Jimin let go of Yoongi’s arm and shyly walked to Seokjin. He hesitantly wrapped his arm around Seokjin’s who held the umbrella over them. Jimin avoided all eye contact with Jimin in fear of him turning into a tomato. Yoongi had waddled to Hoseok, wrapping his his arm around Hoseok’s as well. Hoseok was the one that blushed this time.

They were so cute, what can he do?

They quietly walked to the car, the rain pattering softly against their umbrellas that slid and hit the concrete below them. Although it was a short walk to the car, it was enjoyable to them. Yoongi did show some signs of alarm as every noise he heard he felt as if someone was going to come kill them. But Hoseok understood why, he would too if he’s been through trauma like that. Seokjin and Hoseok led the hybrids to the backseat while they took the front.

“Put on your seatbelts please”, Hoseok sung, making Jimin giggle in the backseat. The hybrids put it on as Seokjin started to drive off, “what music would you two like to listen to?”, Hoseok asked them, looking at them through the rearview mirror.

“Music? W-what’s that?”, Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows. Hoseok looked at Seokjin in disbelief when he say Jimin wore the same face as his friend.

“Did your previous owners not make you listen to music?”, Hoseok frowned, the hybrids shook their heads, “now I have another thing to do when we get home later”

Seokjin pulled up at Jungkook’s gatekeeper station. He was on his phone, possibly texting someone. “Texting on the job”, Seokjin asked Jungkook, who jumped in his seat.

“It was my mom, I swear”, Jungkook defended himself, showing them his phone. He saw the new hybrid in the back and waved to him. Jungkook is sure he’s the one that Hoseok has brought home 2 days ago, he wasn’t able to see his face clearly until now. Jimin shyly mirroring his actions. “He’s adorable isn’t he?”

“He is”, Hoseok chuckled, “we’ll be back soon, please keep watch of the mansion. Would you like anything while we’re out?”

“Food would be nice”

“Alright, I know what you like so I’m not going to ask. See you soon.”, Hoseok slightly bowed before Seokjin had driven off. The sound of the gate closing made the hybrids jump as it was so loud, but it made Seokjin and Hoseok chuckle. They’re so precious.

Five minutes into the drive, Jimin started shifting in his seat. At first Hoseok thought that Jimin’s leg was falling asleep so he ignored it. It was until Jimin mumbled a little ‘ow’ that made Hoseok confused. Seokjin beat him to it though.

“Jimin, are you okay?”, Seokjin cooed, not taking his eyes off the road as he took a left. Jimin stopped all movements and put his head down, shaking his head. “Aw Jimin, won’t you tell me?”

Jimin fiddled with his thumbs before responding, “my tail hurts...Yoongi’s does too”

Seokjin looked at Yoongi in the rearview mirror, he nodded as he shifted a little too, “is it because of the restriction of the pants?”

Both Yoongi and Jimin nodded, it made Seokjin and Hoseok frown, “We’re going to the clothing stores first, it’ll take 20 minutes to reach there. Can you hold on until then or do you want to let it out for a bit?”

“We can hold on for a bit..”, Jimin tried to coax them but mostly himself

“Alright but if you can’t, you’re allowed to take it out in the car but you have to put it back when we’re outside, you two don’t have your collars yet”, Hoseok’s cordial aura made the hybrids relax a bit, they’ve been tense ever since they entered the car so seeing them slump back into their seats delighted Hoseok.

The car ride for most of the time was quiet. Yoongi and Jimin talked in the background a bit, not audible for Seokjin and Hoseok but enough so they could hear each other. As they passed by different buildings, they looked in awe of bloomed flowers in the trees and music that was being played in cafes, they were even fascinated by people. They saw hybrids on the street with their owners as well, they saw how happy they looked. If anything, Jimin and Yoongi frowned at a thought but they shook it off as soon as they reached their first destination, a hybrid specialized clothing store.

Seokjin and Hoseok has stepped out the car, umbrella in hand as they went to the backseat doors to hold out their hands for the hybrids who gladly took it. They were led inside a highly secured clothing store with metal detectors and guards in front of the doors, Yoongi and Jimin became weary within an instant as they walked past them, Hoseok and Seokjin had to give the guards the umbrellas temporarily as they didn’t want the floors being wet. When the hybrids stepped in the clothing store, they were so amazed by the endless options of clothes in front of them that they didn’t know what to do.

Like literally, they never wore clothes so they didn’t know what to do-

Hoseok and Seokjin grabbed carts for whatever they decided to pick out, “so, anything that catches you eye?”, Hoseok asked them, looking around the store himself.

“Um...well everything but it’s just that..”, Yoongi trailed off, leaving Seokjin and Hoseok to wonder.

“Just that..?”, Seokjin repeated what Yoongi said, waiting patiently for an answer

“We don’t know what we want...we were never given the luxury of clothes. We usually just wear/do what ever our owner says or gives us...”, Jimin played with the bottom of his shirt, looking down at the floor. Seokjin and Hoseok has yet to face another challenge.

“But we can’t choose for you, it’s your choice”, Hoseok frowned, Yoongi and Jimin mirrored the same expression as they still didn’t know what to do, “think about it this way, pick out things that you feel like you’re going to be comfortable wearing. Think of your favorite color or whether you like over sized clothes or what your body reacts to first. If you need help choosing, just ask us and we’ll try to help you but for now, just try picking things that you and your body likes”, Hoseok tried to make it easier for them to understand that it’s their body, they can do what they want.

The two hybrids nodded to what Hoseok said before separating into pairs of two, Seokjin with Jimin and Yoongi with Hoseok. The side that Yoongi and Hoseok were at had a range of tops and blouses of all lengths and patterns. Hoseok stood at the end of the aisle as he watched Yoongi touch and look at some of the shirts. He would take some items off it’s racks and put it up to his body, seeing whether he likes the length of the hem or the sleeves. He did that with most of the items, it went on for a good 10 minutes until he saw a particular one that he liked, Only problem was..

He was too short to reach it.

Hoseok would usually stay back and watch but he couldn’t do that to the hybrids, what kind of person would he be? Hoseok strolled over to Yoongi and reached for the shirt that Yoongi wanted, handing it to him. It was an off-white colored shirt that had the letters ‘FG’ on it, it was over sized for him. At least for his height. Yoongi gave Hoseok a little ‘thanks’ before putting it in the cart. They came across multiple over sized shirts that Yoongi seemed to like and put in the cart, some being patterns of two toned plaid shirts, black shirts with no design, two sleeve shirts that had striped long sleeves and solid base color short sleeves with a design on the front, turtle necks, button downs, etc. As soon as Yoongi felt comfortable with the amount of shirts and blouses he had, they moved onto pants. Another problem, Hoseok didn’t know what size pants he wore, nor did Yoongi. Shirts you can kind of tell if they’re going to fit you but pants was a different story.

“I don’t know what to do here..”, Yoongi admitted, grabbing his upper arm tightly to him.

“Well, they have all sizes to the pants here, pick one that you like and I’ll estimate it”, Hoseok knew that he didn’t know the exact size he wore so it had to come down to the age old technique.

Yoongi picked out a pair of pants and handed it to Hoseok. Hoseok gladly took it and left the cart for a moment, confusing Yoongi. Hoseok motioned Yoongi to tilt his head up a bit, which he complied to all the while still being confused about what was going to happen. He took the waist line of the jeans and carefully wrapped it around Yoongi’s neck, Yoongi’s eyes flew wide open for two reasons. One, he didn’t know what the hell was going on and two, Hoseok was so close to his face.

“They touch perfectly”, Hoseok unwrapped the pants and looked at the size the pants were “28..”, Hoseok spoke to himself before grabbing the cart and placing the pants in it, “you’re a size 28, look for pants sizes 28. 29 too if you want to be cautious in case they are a little tight.”. Yoongi nodded and blushed a bit, still not over the fact that Hoseok was right in front of his face...wait..

Why the fuck was he feeling this wa-

“Hyung!”, Jimin skipped over to Yoongi, Seokjin trailed behind him with a cart full of bright colored clothes. To be honest, Hoseok thought this was all a coincidence that Jimin would pick bright colored stuff and Yoongi would go for more dark colored stuff. He did have some colored items but it was mostly dark items he had. Coincidence? Maybe. “I missed you”

“We’ve only been apart for a few minutes”, Yoongi chuckled at the bubbly Jaguar.

“I know but I still missed you. I needed pants so that’s why I came over here”, Jimin eyes scaled everything in front of him, “...I-I don’t know my size..”

“Pick out something you like and I’ll test it out”, Seokjin assures Jimin who nodded eagerly.

“Are you going to do the neck thing too?”, Yoongi looked up at Seokjin who’s eyes were scanning the clothes in front of him before staring back at Yoongi

“I’m guessing Hoseok beat me to the old technique”, Seokjin genuinely smiled at Yoongi, “well, yes, that’s what I’m going to do”

Jimin picked out a pair of black jeans and gave it to Seokjin, who then mirrored the same actions that Hoseok had done to Yoongi. Jimin’s face flushed pink when Seokjin came into the proximity of Jimin’s own. Turns out that Jimin wore a 29 like Hoseok. Seokjin took the pair of pants and put it in the cart. Seokjin went next to Hoseok as they watched the hybrids continuing on picking pants that fit them.

“How’s Jimin handling this?”, Hoseok asked, never taking his eyes off the two in front of him.

“At first Jimin was trying to pick things that he asked if it was okay. Everytime I said that it was fine, he’d put it in the cart. It was obvious that he still was still in that headspace of ‘not having a choice’ so I told him to pick things that he genuinely likes and that I won’t be falling for me picking out his clothes”, Seokjin huffed, “I’m not going to lie, I almost gave in when he pouted but I stayed strong.”

“I’m proud of you”, Hoseok laughed, “it is kinda sad, they think we have to choose for them...Fuck those previous owners”

“Second that”, Seokjin brushes off his coat.

Eventually Yoongi and Jimin picked out a decent amount of pants, ranging from ripped jeans to all black, some being light blue and ripped or cuffed jeans, even leather. The four of them then walked down to the sleepwear aisle, Yoongi must’ve loved this aisle as looked like he liked everything there.

“Hyung, let’s get matching ones”, Jimin tugged on Yoongi’s sleeve, Yoongi never said no to Yoongi, it was cute.

Jimin has brought him over to these silk pajama set, he grabbed a baby pink one and put it up to his own body. He was contemplating getting it until he saw Yoongi’s cart, Hoseok thought he was looking at him so he waved only for him to notice that Jimin was looking at the cart. Embarrassed would be an understatement. Jimin changed his mind and gave it to Yoongi before grabbing an emerald green one and rested it around his arm. They also decided to grab some sweat pants and button down cotton pajama set. When they put it in the cart, they looked up at Hoseok and Seokjin. They didn’t know what to do know.

“Are you two done?”, Seokjin looked at the semi full cart full of all types of clothes.

“I guess so”, Yoongi shrugged, Jimin agreed with him.

“If that’s the case, let’s check it out”, Hoseok led the way to the check out station, there was a old lady there patiently waiting for customers.

Hoseok was surprised that there was barely a line, just one person in front of them who had just grabbed their clothes before exiting.

“Hello, welcome to-“, her eyes went wide eyed to the cart in front of her, actually the two carts in front of her. “oh my”

Hoseok started placing clothes on the belt, “I’ll be going first and then my friend here will be going after, yeah?”

“Y-yeah”, the lady fumbled her words as she scanned item after item. It’s been 5 minutes, Yoongi and Jimin watched as one big bag was being filled up with 1/3 of the cart before moving to a second bag, this was only Yoongi’s items. Eventually three other bags had been filled up, the cart finally becoming empty. When Hoseok and Seokjin look at the price of all Yoongi’s clothes, they furrowed their brows.

“That’s it..?”, Hoseok mumbled, only audible to Seokjin who shrugged. The hybrids were curious so they look a look at the price too...their jaws dropped.

What do they mean that’s it? What do you mean? It was a massive sum-

“I can’t-“, Jimin stood there in disbelief, so did Yoongi. They just watched as Hoseok swiped his card without a problem, handing the plastic to Seokjin who took it, preparing to ring up Jimin’s stuff.

Hoseok collected the bags and placed them in the cart as he waited for Seokjin. He turned to see the hybrids looking at him with the most bewildered face.

“What? Did I forget something?”, Hoseok looked behind Seokjin to see if had dropped something by mistake but he didn’t see anything on the floor.

“No, it’s just that-“, Jimin cut his own words off, he didn’t want to finish his sentence. He just held onto Yoongi’s arm and watched Seokjin put more clothes on the belt, “nevermind”

Hoseok would ask him to finish his thought but he didn’t want to push the hybrid so he just left him alone. 10 minutes passed and Seokjin was finally done, also four bags full. The price was similar to Yoongi’s, he swiped the card and gave it to Hoseok before placing the bags in the cart. He collected the receipts before wishing the lady a nice day. The hybrids were still in shock as they walked back to the entrance door. The body guards gave them their umbrellas before taking the bags out of the cart and helping Hoseok and Seokjin put it in the trunk. Closing the trunk, they went back for Yoongi and Jimin who stayed in the store to avoid getting wet and helping them in the backseat before going back to the front seats.

“Shoes are next”, Hoseok crossed off ‘get the hybrids clothes’ off his checklist, “where’s the closest one?”

“It’s 10 minutes away, it’s next to the suit shop and jewelry”, Seokjin looked at his GPS before reversing out of the parking lot and driving to the destination

“If that’s the case, they should get the tailoring done first”, Hoseok suggested, “the measurements would take a while”. Seokjin agreed, “And because Jungkook must be starving.”

“You know how he can get”, Seokjin reminisced, rolling his eyes at the thought, “to think someone built like a UFC fighter whines so much”.

“Oh goodness”, Hoseok squeezed the bridge of his nose, “I don’t think I want to remember that, damn banana milk..”

“Speaking of which”, Seokjin changed the topic so Hoseok wouldn’t grow a headache, “we should invite Taehyung over soon. Catch up with his life, no?”

“I did offer him a room in the house but he said there’s too many people plus hybrids. There’s only 3 people that live in the house, you and Jungkook only come 5 days a week”

“I say bring it up again, invite him tomorrow. I’m sure Jimin and Yoongi will love him”

Hoseok looked at the two in the background who were staring out the window again, fascinated by the world in front of them, “Yoongi, Jimin”, the two hybrids turned their attention to Hoseok, Jimin was shaken by his name being called like that.

The poor Jaguar is too traumatized, Hoseok called his name sweetly too..

“How would you like to meet a friend of ours tomorrow?”, Hoseok gave them a deep eye smile that seemed to relax them a bit, “he’s very nice”

“I-I wouldn’t mind”, Yoongi played with his sweater paws, when did he get so shy? Jimin seemed to agree, his cheeks were dusted a light pink.

The car ride to the suit tailor went by fast as it was a 10 minute ride, the rain had stopped once they reached the parking lot. Hoseok and Seokjin had made sure to keep the hybrids at their side as they paced to the suit shop. Like Seokjin promised, the Jewelry and Shoe shops were right next to it. But hard things first and easier things later. When they walked in the shop, they found an elderly man who wore a tail coat suit. He looked very welcoming as his gray hair was smoothed back and smiled like a big grandpa.

The store was packed with an array of already tailored suits. They had an ensemble of shapes and sizes of coats, vests, shirts, pants, styles and patterns. The had wall high shelves of shirts and ties, even sock if you really wanted them.

“How may I help you gentlemen today?”, He skid his feet across the ground, one hand behind his back while his other had a cane.

“Oh um, we’d like two new suits specialized for hybrids. Customized and shipped to our house?”, Seokjin bowed, speaking with politeness. It reminded the others to bow to.

“Oh hybrids?”, the old man looked up at the light pink haired butler, “I’ll have to get Jihoon. Don’t get me wrong, I’d do it myself but I feel it’ll be better if they’re comfortable”. The old man treaded lightly behind the cash register and pulled a rope that rung a bell. Within a minute, a small male appeared...except they had ears and a tiny fluffy tail and a collar..

A hybrid.

“Yes Mister?”, The hybrid, Jihoon, bowed to the older man.

“I need you to take the measurements for two hybrids”, the old man looked at the group in front of his, “I can’t exactly tell who’s the hybrid”

Jihoon scanned his eyes over the people in front of him, automatically he knew that Yoongi and Jimin were hybrids. Yet again, two reasons. One, hybrids have a scent that only hybrids can smell and two, their eyes looked like they were going to pop out their sockets from how shocked to see a hybrid working.

“You two in the back, please come forward”, Jihoon’s voice was so sweet as if he was nurturing them, he looked younger though, “may I ask what breeds you are?”

“P-Panther”, Yoongi was still in state of shock.

“Jaguar..”, Jimin replied right after, scanning his eyes up and down the hybrid before him

Jihoon looked so apologetic, “Oh my, I’m sorry for my disrespectful greeting.”, Jihoon hurriedly bowed, he was about to get on the floor until Jimin stopped him.

“No no, it’s okay”, Jimin cooed at him, “if I may ask, what are you?”

“I-I’m a bunny hybrid”, he fiddled his thumbs but quickly snapped out of his thoughts, “oh right! I’m sorry, your measurements. Please follow me”, Jihoon gestured them to go behind where the curtain was. At first they were hesitant because they weren’t with Seokjin or Hoseok.

“It’s just a curtain, we’ll be right here”, Seokjin reassured them, “we’ll hear you, you’ll hear us”. Jimin took Yoongi’s hand and led him behind the curtain with the bunny hybrid.

“It’s going to take a while”, Hoseok strolled over to a seat across the room from the old man. Seokjin followed him but just stood, Hoseok rolled his eyes and told the pink haired male to sit down, “you don’t have to act like a butler all the time.”

“I have to when it comes to older people like the Mister over there”, Seokjin bent down to whisper in Hoseok’s ear, “I’d love to sit down at any given chance but right now doesn’t seem like a good idea.”

“Right..”, Hoseok forgot how hard being a butler is, he has to give Seokjin props for doing it all these years, “hopefully they finish in about..I don’t know, 15 or so minutes”

“Well, they do need the measurements for their torso, chest, bust, waist, hips, full shoulder, half shoulders, front, back, arms, bicep, leg length, inseam, cuff, wrist, neck, and in this case, tail circumference”, Seokjin seemed very articulate in this subject that it made Hoseok wonder the hell they taught him during his butler lessons.

“Why aren’t you a Suit Tailor?”, Hoseok demurred that Seokjin was just a butler, he knew so many things. Maybe he’s secretly a demon butler.

“Because I feel that that field would be boring”, Seokjin forthrightly stated, he noticed what he said and turned to the old man looking at them, “no offense Mister”

“None taken”, no animosity was given by the old man. Even if there was, he probably wouldn’t get far..

The measurements took approximately 10 minutes, Jihoon must be very skilled. Yoongi and Jimin came from behind the curtain, Jimin holding onto the sleeve of Yoongi’s shirt as he led them to the counter. Hoseok and Seokjin walked towards them as well. Jihoon stood right next to the old man behind the register, hands together in front of his legs.

“Since you requested for customization, we have many different patterns and fabrics. Jihoon, if you will”, the old man gestured to grab the trays behind him, Jihoon placed three big wooden trays that neatly folded patterns and fabrics for the shirts and suits/pants, “as for ties, they’re on shelves on the walls.”

“We’ll check the ties after”, Hoseok smiled to the elder in front of him before focusing his attention to the Yoongi and Jimin, “do you see any you like?”

“Yeah..”, Yoongi went to touch one of the fabrics before stopping himself and looked up at the store owner, “m-may I touch it?”

“Of course”, the elderly man furrowed his eyebrows, “why ask permission?”

“Oh, I don’t know”, Yoongi awkwardly confessed, “I guess to be cautious”

Poor hybrid can’t even feel the need to do things freely without having fear inside of him.

Yoongi and Jimin started feeling the fabrics, surprising reactions to velvet. Jimin’s dave softened as he remembered that this was the same texture Hoseok’s jacket was when he bought him.

“I like this one”, Jimin slid his finger on the royal blue velvet coat fabric.

“The both of you are getting two suits each, one for formal events and another for more outgoing activities”, both of the hybrids looked up at Hoseok curiously, “oh..I don’t go out to party, but my father kinda forces me to attend these things”, Hoseok scratched his head, abashed. He should’ve been more clear on that.

They eventually picked out the suits they would wear for the two occasions Hoseok had stated. For formal occasions.

Yoongi had picked out a normal black suit set with a crisp and pristine white shirt that had ruffled collars and shirt cuffs, topping it off with a bow tie. As for outgoing occasions, he chose a black base coat that had red roses scattered all over it. The shirt for it was similar to his previous one except the shirt had a loose wrapped bow that covered his neck and a black vest covering the shirt. His pants normal and raven black.

Jimin’s formal attire suit had pointed collars, it being a more satin texture on the collar part. His shirt was a normal white button down, pants being black as well as his long tie. For his outerwear, Jimin’s wanted his coat to be royal blue velvet, his shirt was a silk black v-neck that would expose his chest. His pants were black as well had gold accents as the inseams.

They would have to come back another day to see if they liked the fitting but made sure to pick the patterns that they fancied. The group politely bowed and wished the owner and the hybrid a good day before walking to the next store, the jewelry shop.

“I never even asked, do you guys like Jewelry?”, Hoseok questioned the hybrids as they walked down the dewy sidewalk.

“We’ve never seen it but we’ve heard great things about it”, Jimin became all agog after hearing it, Hoseok was left to wonder what was actually taught for these hybrids.

When they walked in, Yoongi and Jimin swore their hearts stopped for like the nth time today. The shop glistened with diamond crusted rings, bracelets, necklaces, body jewelry like harnesses and piercings like ear piercings. Now that Hoseok thinks about it, does the hybrids even have their ears pierced? Wait, the talk with Namjoon about nipple piercing re-entered his mind-

“Yoongi hyung, look!”, Jimin’s enthusiasm snapped Yoongi out of his thoughts as he walked over to him, “it’s so sparkly..., would you like to get matching ones?”

‘‘Of course Jiminie”, Yoongi gave Jimin a small smile. The store clerk helped them around with whatever they needed. It was comical with the amount of ‘ooo’s and ‘aahh’s that escaped Jimin’s lips. They picked out matching bracelets, one black and one pink, both diamond incrusted. Jimin seemed to be more interested in the ‘sparkly’ things, so he calls Jewelry, than Yoongi. Well, at least until Jimin showed his a diamond wide band ring, all of a sudden he picked out 3 of them. Jimin’s fingers were decorated with such expenses, Yoongi had a few on his fingers but he did pick out a long necklace. It shone little lights all over the walls, almost blinded himself in the process.

Being sated, they gave what they were wearing to the store clerk as they put it in separate velvet cases and placed them in a silk black bag. Hoseok saw the price for all of the items and shrugged mentally, swiping his card without hesitance. The store clerk raised an eyebrow at his bravado manner before going anemic as the transaction went through. Hoseok politely took the receipt and bag before walking out of the store with the others.

There were only three places they had to go, the shoe shop, hair salon, and to get Jungkook his food because he REALLY doesn’t want to deal with another incident like before.

Hoseok made Seokjin hold onto the Jewelry as he couldn’t trust himself with losing the items. When they entered the store, it had a handful of people. Some were workers, some were customers. They went to a semi-empty are and sat down on the chairs.

“You don’t know your shoe sizes do you?”, Hoseok asked, Yoongi and Jimin unsurprising shook their heads.

Seokjin then bent down to where their feet were planted on the ground, he pressed where Yoongi’s toe cap was, “Do they feel tight or loose?”, before moving over to Jimin’s and repeating his actions.

“They feel fine for me”, Seokjin felt Jimin wiggle his toes in the shoes he was wearing. Yoongi acknowledged Jimin, responding with ‘same’

“Are you positive?”, Seokjin looked both of them in the eyes, both nodding their heads, “if that’s the case, the both of you are a size nine. Look for shoes in the size 9 and if you can’t find any in the size, ask the workers. They most like will have some in the back.”

“The both of you can choose 5 pairs, get at least 2 formal ones. Formal shoes like ones Seokjin’s”, Seokjin clicked his heels together, adding a bit quirkiness to him. If anything, he cringed internally at his actions, “you can get more another time, these are just for now”

And of course, Jimin pulled Yoongi along with him. Ever since he’s brought Jimin home, he stuck onto Yoongi like a leech. He never wanted to be apart from him and Hoseok completely understands. Yoongi seems to not mind at all, maybe because he feels like shit or maybe because he loves attention. He doesn’t seem to hesitate when Jimin reaches his hand out for him to hold it, it’s like his hand has a mind of its own.

Seokjin and Hoseok had walked around, gathering socks and slippers for the hybrids. It’s the first time they actually moved without keeping their eyes on them. “Sorry for being agog”, Seokjin started speaking, holding two 10 pair packs of white socks in his hands, “but I’m not very educated on this heat stuff or hybrids for the matter. Where do I need to go research this information?”, Seokjin played with the bags in his hands, “I wouldn’t want to give them a bad experience.”

This seemed to be so heavy on Seokjin’s shoulders, Hoseok felt bad for signing Seokjin’s name on the papers but it was for protection reasons.

“Namjoon mentioned to read his clinic’s website on ‘How to take care of your Hybrid’. I recommend that but if you want to read more about them, you can search up other links”, Hoseok played with the soft pairs of slippers, “all I really remember is that we have to copulate with them and cum inside..”, Hoseok stated lowly for only Seokjin to hear

“Yeah...”, Seokjin uttered, they both seemed to be awkward about it, “are you a virgin, Hoseok?”

“What? No.”, Hoseok felt baffled at the question even though it’s a normal question to ask, “are you?”

“No”, Seokjin furrowed his brows, it honestly surprised Hoseok. Seokjin has ALWAYS been with Hoseok.

“What the fuck? When?”, Seokjin chuckled at Hoseok contorted face.

“You do realize I was 16-17 at one point?”

“Yes but you were also in training.”

“Doesn’t mean they were on my case every time of every day”

“Who was this person?”

“A male, he’s currently drafted in the military. We text every now and then.”

“Wow”, Hoseok became speechless, “I thought I knew everything about you”

“Sit with me with a bottle of wine and I’ll tell you everything”, Seokjin chuckled again before looking for the hybrids.

They were currently seated as a worker came from the storage room with a pair of shoes they wanted. Jin didn’t have eagle vision so he couldn’t see what they had. All he knew was that the both of them had 2 boxes each.

“When we go to the hair salon next, should I go pick up Jungkook’s lunch while you wait or would you like me to stay?”, Seokjin offered, to facilitate the list

“Oh would you?”, Hoseok looked Seokjin in the eye, Seokjin delightfully nodded, “thank you hyung”

“Oh? Hyung? I haven’t heard that in a while”, Hoseok has boosted Seokjin’s ego, great.

“I’ll let you enjoy this for now”, Hoseok mocked him, which Seokjin swatted away.

Just after 15 minutes, the boys were done. They had workers helping by them bringing the boxes to the counter to ring them up. Hoseok and Seokjin came up from behind them and placed the slippers and socks in the counter as well.

“All together?”, the cashier eagerly looked up at the four of them, all nodding in unison. The cashier rung up the 16 items and politely asked Hoseok to swipe his card. He did and waited for the receipt to come out. Was he surprised that the cashier’s eye twitched? No. Like he stated before, he hated showing off his wealth but if it’s for helping the hybrids or his friends.

He’ll do it.

Hoseok was about to reach for the bags until Yoongi and Jimin grabbed it, Seokjin and Hoseok were both confused by their actions.

“We can do it..”, Jimin cooed, leading the way as Yoongi followed behind. Seokjin and Hoseok looked at each other before laughing.

“They’re so cute”, Seokjin complimented, Hoseok concurred. They trailed behind them as Seokjin opened the trunk of the car that had their bags of clothes. The oldest gesturing then to place it in the trunk before placing their Jewelry in the trunk. “I’ll be back with the food for Kookie”, Seokjin bowed, hopping in the drivers seat and setting off.

“Oh! Hyung will be back right?”, Jimin looked up at Hoseok, who’s confused by the question.

“Of course he will”, Hoseok led them in their final destination, a place where they can hopefully feel completely comfortable.

An all hybrid hair and nail salon. The first thing Yoongi and Jimin spotted were ears and tails of all variety. The ambiance was so cordial that it felt so natural to them yet so foreign. It was baby pink and blue all around, if anything it felt more like a barbie workshop.There was a seating area where the owners sat, but before that he walked up to one of the workers at the register. There was a list behind them that had an array of hair styles and cuts as well as nails, there were even bundles of the two paired.

“Can I get two wash and trim + mani/pedi set for my hybrids, Yoongi and Jimin?”, Hoseok beckoned they to come closer, which they complied to.

“Of course, that will be $150”, The cashier put in the selections, he seemed to be some type of dog hybrid by the way her ears flopped down at the sides of her face. Remembering that Hoseok gave Seokjin the card, he grabbed his wallet and gave the cashier the amount needed. “Yoongi, Jimin, please follow me to the seats over here.”

They obediently followed behind her as Hoseok sat with the other owners at the store. They seemed to be in a conversation with the other owner gushing over some type of topic. Hoseok, being anti social, decided to sit as far away from them as he could.

Why? Because he doesn’t want to be brought into the conversation.

He kept his eyes on Yoongi and Jimin who were currently with two hair dressers, prepping them. At first they were hesitant to take of the hats considering that they didn’t have collars but Hoseok knew the owner of this salon, he told them what went down. They eventually look it off, ears twitching as soon as the breeze of an air conditioner hit them. Eventually, they eased into their washing process. Hoseok swore he could hear both of them purring by the way they pushed their heads into the stylist’s hands when they scrubbed their scalp. But sadly, one of the owners decided to talk to Hoseok either way.

No matter how far he sat, he can never escape socializing with people..

“Are those your hybrids over there?”, this male middle aged owner with sleeked back hair questioned. He pointed to Yoongi and Jimin, which Hoseok nodded to, “oh, but they don’t have collars. That’s unsafe.”

“I just got them today”, Hoseok lied, he should’ve gotten them collars way before but he wanted them to settle in first, “I’m planning on buying them it today”

“But, they sell collars at the hybrid auctions”, The male cocked his head to the side.

“Well I didn’t like them”, Hoseok locked eyes with the owner talking to him, mocking him by cocking his head to the side, “they deserve to get nice customized ones.”

“Oh..well I’m sorry then”, the male apologized, Hoseok didn’t feel it being genuine but he accepted it anyway. “My hybrid’s over there”, he pointed to the hybrid who’s getting their hair dyed blue, she looked very young “she’s my other hybrid’s daughter. She turned 14 yesterday. They’re Fennec Foxes hybrids.”, he smiled sweetly at the fox across from him.

“You don’t seem to be like those owners who just use the hybrids for their needs”, Hoseok was testing the man, seeing if he was pulling a façade.

“Of course not”, the man scowled, “I’m a 47 year old man with a wife. We have 3 hybrids that live with us because they were either homeless or treated poorly and on the verge of death. Her mother came first and then we found her father a year or two after. We saw that they were in love, they mated, and had her”, the owner seemed so fond, most likely reminiscing the memories.

“May I ask how you dealt with their heats then? I’m a new owner so this is my first time having hybrids. I’m kind of worried about handling their heats”, Hoseok felt like a kid, fiddling this thumbs together.

“There’s a website where you can hire hybrids to come copulate with them, you pay them for the length of your hybrid’s heat and then they leave. They are trained not to produce babies with your hybrids, considering that your hybrids are both males, there’s nothing to worry about.”

“And you did that for your first hybrid?

“Well, yes. Like I said before, I do have a wife”, the male bellowed a laughter, which made Hoseok feign a laugh, “we made sure to get her hybrids that weren’t for mating services so she wouldn’t conceive unless she chose to.”

“That’s nice”, maybe Hoseok should get Yoongi and Jimin one of those hybrids for their heats.

They ended the conversation there as the male excused himself to answer his phone outside. Fixating his attention back on the hybrids, he saw that they were in the middle of getting their hair cut and blow dried. Yoongi’s hair was cut shorter in the front so that he can finally see without having to use the hair band but otherwise, it looked pretty much the same. Jimin was also getting his hair blow dried, he seemed to be giggling at something the stylist said, his eyes seemed to disappear whenever he giggled hard.

Hoseok took the time to find that website the guy was talking about. It was called “Hire-brid”....if Seokjin was here, he’d be off his rocker. It was a mixture of all genders and sexualities for hybrids. Since they had no had no preferences, he looked for the best rated hybrids on the market. There were only 6 five-star rated hybrids on the market at the moment. He’d have to discuss with Seokjin and the hybrids about their choices. But for some reason he felt iffy about situation, whatever was telling him ‘Don’t do it’ was shut off as soon as the male returned from his phone call.

“That was her mother, she asked if her daughter’s hair was almost done”, he carefully sat down, groaning a bit because his lower back had been hurting him. Hoseok just nodded as he put his phone away. She had a phone? Maybe Hoseok should get the hybrids their own as well, what if one day they want to go outside and get lost? Or kidnapped?

Oh goodness they need a phone. He’ll get them soon.

30 minutes had passed, Seokjin had arrived 5 minutes before complaining about there being a long line. They were done with both their nails and hair. Their nails and cuticles were just cut, painted with clear coat on both their hands and feet as they left with slippers. Hoseok held onto the shoes they had originally worn as Seokjin held the door open for all three of them, all saying their farewells to the people in the shop. Yoongi and Jimin had carefully tread to the backseat, in fear of messing up their nails.

It was just a clear coat, it should be dry by now. But thankfully, the to do list for outside was done. Now Hoseok can rest in the comfort of his house.

As soon as they got home, Seokjin had put all their clothes, shoes, accessories in the walk-in closet in Yoongi’s room. Hoseok washed all of the dirty clothes in the washer as he spread new sheets and blankets on the hybrids bed while they relaxed in the living room. As soon as he finished with drying the clothes and putting it away, he went to his room to take a nap...

That nap turned into a few hours.

It was currently 11 at night, Jungkook had left and Seokjin made everyone Kimchi stew for dinner before going to his high rise apartment. It made Hoseok frown how he didn’t decide to live with him but hey, whatever floats Seokjin’s boat. He didn’t decide to speak about the whole hybrid hiring thing to Seokjin yet, he believed that tomorrow would be a better day.

The hybrids were curled together on the couch in their new matching sleepwear. They decided that the silk ones would be used for special occasions, whatever that meant. Hoseok had came downstairs with a laptop in hand, “Yoongi, Jimin, please come to the dining table”. Jimin has bounced up to his feet while Yoongi groaned, muttering how he was too lazy to move.

That didn’t stop Jimin from pulling him up. Jimin practically dragged Yoongi to the dining table, their hair still in one piece. Once they sat down in front of Hoseok, they looked at the laptop in front of them.

“What is this device?”, Yoongi pointed at it

“It’s a laptop, you can search things on here or play games. Maybe even listening to music, you can do a lot of things on this”, Hoseok informed them, “I know I promised that we’d be listening to music but it’s kind of late. Maybe tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I don’t mind”, Yoongi agreed

“Right now we need to do the last of your shopping, the collars and your toys”, Hoseok flushed pink as he quickly searched the website for the collars. He handed them the mouse after he went to the customization section for collars, “please customize the kind of collar you want, I’ll do the engraving part after you two finish”. Jimin took the mouse..but he didn’t know what to do with it. “oh, right. the left part is to click on things, the middle ball thing is to scroll up and down.”

They were amazed when they saw the screen move and when they clicked on stuff on the screen. That’s technology for you. They commented on some of the color choices and material. While they were browsing the website, Hoseok took the time to go out to the backyard. He hasn’t been out here in a while, in a few months per se. The trees were thick enough to cast shadows all over the mansion, small rays of sunlight and moonlight peking through it, the grass seemed to be always close shaven thanks to Seokjin. It was very spacey, could possibly put another 2 rooms here. He decided to ring up Taehyung as the unfathomable ambiance reminded Hoseok of him.

He wasn’t disappointed when Taehyung picked up after 3 rings.

“Hello Hoseok”, the famous baritone voice picked up on the other end.

“How come you’re always answer the phone so quickly? Do you run to it?”

“No, I’m just always in my room”

“Don’t you eat? Would you like to come over for some food? Seokjin made Kimchi Stew”

“I do eat, I ate a few minutes ago. But thank you for the offer.”

“No problem. But I was wondering if you’re able to come over tomorrow? You always seem to be holed up in your apartment. Yoongi and Jimin, the hybrids, would love to meet you.”

“Why don’t I believe you?”

“I’m very serious, they should meet the man that protected them. Right now they’re customizing their collars before I buy them. But besides that, please come tomorrow. I barely need you for assassinations.”

Taehyung stayed quiet on the other line for a minute, Hoseok knew the line didn’t end because he heard Taehyung’s soft breathing on the other end, “Alright, I’ll come.”

“Fantastic”, Hoseok became ecstatic, “but please don’t bring any weapons”

“One gun”


“Just one tiny gun”

“What the fuck did I just say?”

“You said I could bring a gun”

“No I didn-“

“I’ll see you tomorrow, goodnight Hoseok”

Hoseok scoffed as he heard the dial tone ring, he put his phone away as he strolled back to the dining table. He sat back in front of the hybrids who still were in the making of customizing their collars. A few minutes passed before they averted the laptop back to Hoseok, two collars in the cart.

“Mine’s the one with the heart cut outs”, Jimin eye smiled..god damnit-

“I see”, Hoseok looked at every bit of detail on their collars, “very cute, the both of yours.”

Yoongi’s seemed to be a black leather buckled collar with silver accents laced in the seams while Jimin’s chose a baby pink leather buckled collar that had heart cut outs around the it. Hoseok had chosen to go for a regular stainless steel charm for both of their collars. He requested Yoongi’s to have ‘Min Yoongi’ and Jimin’s to have ‘Park Jimin’ on the front while on the back saying ‘Jung Hoseok and Kim Seokjin, owner and co-owner’ engraved on the back. He quickly put in his card information before purchasing the two items.

“It’ll ship by tomorrow, I’ll have to track it when I get the email about it”, deeply exhaling, he searched up a famous adult shop that both humans and hybrids can purchase from, “in the meanwhile, please choose as much as you want. Please keep in mind that if you aren’t going to use them most of the time, don’t buy it.”

Hoseok saw their tails dancing slowly behind them, their eyes fixated on the screen in front of them. He watched as their eyes scanned the screen as if they discovered a new life form. He just awkwardly sat there, waiting patiently as he daydreamed.

“Do you have lube?”, Yoongi suddenly asked, making Hoseok’s heart stop from the sudden question.

“Um, no. I’m not active in that field at the moment”, Hoseok’s throat went dry, “excuse me”

Goodness, he seriously felt like a god damn virgin. It’s just written big on his damn forehead. He poured a glass on water and inhaled it, he poured himself another glass before walking back to the dining table, placing it on the surface.

“We put three different kinds in the cart by the way”, Jimin informed him, Hoseok dizzily nodded. Three

They were a lot of ‘oh we need this’ and ‘oh, that seems good’, it made Hoseok very curious. Coming from Hoseok, he’s never had it up his rear so if he were to buy his own, it would just be a fleshlight and he’d be set. But for bottoms, they get to have more options that it almost made Hoseok just...curious even more.

“Um, question”, Hoseok’s voice peeped, gaining the hybrids attention, “how would you guys prefer it or how do”

“Well”, Jimin started, “Yoongi and I usually switch if we have sex together”, hearing ‘sex’ leave such an innocent mouth sparked something in Hoseok.

“But if it was with our owners, we’d usually do what they prefer, unless the owner requests something new like being the bottom or being the top.”, Yoongi added

“S-So if I were to, hypothetically, want to bottom, you’d be okay with it?”

“If you want, yes”, Yoongi pouted cutely

“Oh, okay...I’m usually top but I’m only asking in case you guys get tired of it”

“We never get tired of it if it feels good”, there was a pinch of seduction in that sentence Jimin said, “but we do if it’s not good or if we’re not in the mood”

“Understandable”, Hoseok gave a small smile before gesturing to the laptop, “please, continue”

The whole toy browsing took approximately 25 minutes, Hoseok swore they were just going to put everything in the cart and say ‘fuck it’. When they handed the laptop back to Hoseok, it was double digits in the cart.

“Would you like me to look or do you want to surprise me?”, Hoseok looked at the hybrids for any signs of approval.

“Ooo, let’s make it a surprise”, Jimin bubbled with excitement, “I want to unbox it in front of you and hyung”

“Alright”, Hoseok quickly scrolled down, skimming past all the items in the cart. He swore he felt a minute pass when he scrolled down.

Eventually he hit the bottom of the page where it read ‘checkout’ and clicked on it. He repeated his actions with the previous purchase before a big ‘Thank you for shopping’ appeared on the screen.

“Like your collars, it’ll ship by tomorrow. I’ll get the tracking by then so I can see what day it comes.”, Hoseok closes the laptop and exhaled, his forgotten glass of water sat on the table by his hand. “Would you guys like to watch a movie or are you tired?”

“I’m pretty energized”, Jimin stood up to stretch, his shirt lifting a bit above his pants before falling back down, “how about you, Yoongi hyung?”

“I’m always tired but never with you”, Yoongi chuckled, standing up from his seat as well. He stared at Hoseok, “would you like to join us?”

“Oh, um, sure. Let me just shower and change”, Hoseok excused himself for the second time tonight, carrying his laptop with him.

His heart shouldn't always be beating a million miles per second whenever the topic of sex was mentioned. He's seriously not a virgin but maybe it's because he's scared, he doesn't want to disappoint nor does he want to make them uncomfortable. He wants to show them love and appreciation.

He'll just have to discuss that with Seokjin tomorrow.

Chapter Text



“Jiminie~”, he heard a faint calling of his name, almost ghostly and eerie, “Jiminie~”

Jimin eyes fluttered open to see a smiling Hoseok in front of him, kneeled down in front of his bed, they had seemed to be in Yoongi and Jimin’s shared room but Yoongi currently wasn’t in it. Maybe he’s eating breakfast. “Oh? Good morning Hoseok”

“Uhuh uh”, Hoseok shook his head, sinfully grinning at the hybrid. “It’s Master, do you know how disrespectful it is for a useless hybrid like you to talk down to their master?”

“W-What?”, Jimin furrowed his eyebrows, why was Hoseok acting like this. He clarified that he wanted them to call him Hoseok. “I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-“

“Of course you didn’t mean to, I know”, Hoseok caressed the side of Jimin’s face, who winced at his touch, “but your friend didn’t seem to understand what I was talking about. So he’s getting punished very harshly for it”.

“Punished?”, Jimin’s eyes flew open, “What are you doing to Yoongi?!”

Hoseok gestured for Jimin to look at the bedroom door, It flew open as a gust of wind kicked it. The scene in front of him made his heart stop beating. He felt like time moved in slow motion.

Seokjin….Seokjin had Yoongi underneath him..hands pinned against his back. His pajama pants were…down in legs, so were Seokjin’s. There had seemed to be another person in front of Yoongi, why was it… another Seokjin? Why was Yoongi’s head in between the other Seokjin’s legs? All of a sudden they started moving their hips..

Oh no!

“Yoongi!”, Jimin tried to sprint off the bed but his wrists and ankles were shackled to the bed, tears streamed down his face. “Why are you doing this?!”, sobbing, he tried to pull against the shackles, his strength was of no avail. When he turned back to Hoseok, the male’s eyes flared crimson red. This definitely was not Seokjin or Hoseok.

“Well, he fought back against his master’s wishes”, venom seeped out of Hoseok’s mouth, “hard headed brats like him deserve to get these punishments. Isn’t that right Seokjin?”

The older man bellowed a stomach laughter before grunting, he dipped down to bite onto Yoongi’s shoulder. The hybrid screamed in pain underneath him but was quickly muffled as the Seokjin in front of him stuffed his mouth with his.. Jimin felt sick to his stomach.

“Let him go”, Jimin vigorously pulled against the shackles, hurting himself in the process but he didn’t care. Tears kept running down his face.

“Oh now you’re acting up?”, Hoseok gripped the hybrids jaw, forcing him to look up at Hoseok. His eyes were still red and angry, “maybe whores runs in the family tree.”. Hoseok seized Jimin’s calves and pulled him closer to the edge of the bed.

Jimin tried to fight back until a force behind him hauled him back against the bed, he felt hands tightening around his forearms. Above him appeared another Hoseok. He also had bright red eyes and sharp jagged teeth. The Hoseok below him spread his legs as he seated himself in between them, “Let’s have some fun shall we? Teach you how to respect your owners.”, Hoseok began to unbuckle his pants, sinfully licking his lips.

Jimin bawled their eyes out, “NOO!”, he tried kicking and kicking..but nothing worked. Hoseok above him clawed his sharp nails into Jimin’s chest, it seared as if Jimin dipped himself in lava. An excruciating scream emitted from Jimin’s chest as the two Hoseok’s and Seokjin laughed demonically in unison.

“Jimin! Open your eyes”, they shrieked, “open them! Look at me!”

“No! Let me go!”

“Open your eyes Jimin!”

Yoongi shook Jimin’s body vigorously, “please wake up”, he was on the verge of crying as tears welled up in his eyes. Jimin was having a bad dream, tears escaping his lids as he slept. This has never happened ever since Jimin and Yoongi have known each other so why now?

Jimin suddenly shot up from his nightmare, inhaling a deep breath. His breathe was shaky as tears dropped down his face, he looked at Yoongi. The panther hybrid wore a sickly worried face. As soon as Jimin opened his mouth to speak, Seokjin had come running in the room.

“What’s happening?!”, Seokjin expressed stress as he searched for some type of answer.

“Get out!”, Jimin yelled at the butler, confusing both Yoongi and Seokjin. Hoseok soon came by Seokjin’s side, he had just woken up as his hair was a mess, “Go!”

Seokjin frowned when those words left Jimin’s lips. Instead of answering Hoseok’s pleads as to what was happening, he excused Hoseok and himself out of the room before closing the door.

Yoongi had removed his eyes from the door and looked at Jimin who seemed to be in a state of shock, his grip was tight around Yoongi’s wrists as he looked straight at the door. Consistent streams of tears crept out of his eyes.

“Oh Jimin..”, Yoongi started to kiss away his tears, trying to calm the Jaguar down. But Jimin didn’t stop looking at the door, “Jimin, please tell me what happened..”

No response.

Yoongi’s eyebrows furrowed as he raised his hands to cup Jimin’s face and avert his focus from the door to look at him. Jimin looked distressed, at first he seemed like he wasn’t there until Yoongi placed a soft kiss on his plush lips. He responded back by returning a peck. Yoongi had backed away to see Jimin sniffle, his eyes puffy and red while leftover trails rested on his cheeks.

“I did a bad thing...”, Jimin’s voice turned into one of fright, “oh no hyung, I did a very bad thing..”

“No no, it’s okay”, Yoongi tried to relax his stressed friend, “you were in the moment”

Jimin’s eyes started tearing up again. “b-but..”, Jimin hiccuped, “i-it felt s-so real”

“But it wasn’t. What ever you had a dream about was fake, please calm down”, Yoongi had carded his fingers through Jimin’s soft hair, Jimin’s hands were still gripped onto Yoongi’s wrists but quickly softened when he realized what he was doing. “Would you like to talk about it?”

Jimin shook his head, “I need to apologize to Hoseok and Seokjin hyung... I’ll tell them it later. I don’t feel so good right now..”

Yoongi understood, he intertwined his fingers into Jimin’s own and led him to the bathroom for them to brush their teeth. Yoongi made sure not let go of Jimin’s hand whether the brushed their teeth or when he washed his face. The only time he let go of Jimin’s hand was when Jimin wanted to wash his own face. Soon after they were done, like a magnet their hands were back together. Yoongi had trailed Jimin out of their shared bedroom, both Hoseok and Seokjin sat at the table looking depressed. Yoongi’s and Jimin’s breakfast were placed on the table.

When they saw that the two hybrids, they both shot up from their seats. Yoongi had put up a hand signaling for them to stay where they were, “Jimin said that he’ll talk about it later so for now, please don’t ask him anything about it. I don’t know what happened myself but he does have something he wants to say.”

Hoseok and Seokjin weren’t mad, trust them, they’d be the least mad in a situation like this. They were so worried that something had happened to Jimin that they felt as if they couldn’t function properly.

Jimin had hesitantly moved from behind Yoongi, letting go of his hand. When he looked up at the two males in front of him, he could barely see them from the tears welling in his eyes. “I-I’m sorry for raising my voice at you...I didn’t mean to..”

“Aw Jimin..”, Seokjin spoke first, “it’s okay”, Seokjin continues to frown as he saw thee hybrid in front of him sniffle. He felt like a piece of his heart broke.

“Whenever you are ready to talk about it, please tell us. Okay?”, Hoseok gently requested, Jimin hiccuped a bit as he approached them.

He went to go hug Seokjin first as he was the closest to him, Jimin’s ears were flat against his head as his tail stayed down. Seokjin knew what it meant as he read up on it yesterday when he got home. Seokjin wrapped his arms around Jimin’s small stature as he cooed at him to calm down. Jimin eventually let go of Seokjin and went to Hoseok, repeating his actions. Hoseok had rubbed his back, comforting him before waiting for him to let go.

Jimin reached his hand out for Yoongi to hold, which he complied to as they sat down to where their food was placed. Yoongi waited for Jimin to eat first as he wanted to make sure he ate. So when Jimin grabbed his chopsticks to eat the sausage on his plate, he seemed to calm down besides the fact that he ate slow. Yoongi felt comfortable enough to eat with him.

“So um”, Hoseok twiddled his thumbs before continuing to speak, “Seokjin and I have to discuss something, so we’ll leave you two to We’ll be right back.”

Seokjin was yet again bewildered as Hoseok signaled him to the backyard before closing the door behind them. Seokjin stood by one of the lounge chairs, waiting for Hoseok to speak, “What do we need to talk about?”

“Yesterday when we were at the hair salon I met this middle aged man, I didn’t get his name, but he has three hybrids. One of them were a female one who was getting her hair dyed blue?”, Hoseok questioned, seeing if Seokjin remembers who he was talking about. Seokjin nodded, “that was his hybrid’s daughter and so I asked how did he help with his first hybrid’s, the mother, during her heat?”

“..Uh huh..?”, Seokjin raised his eyebrow, why exactly is Hoseok bringing this up?

“Long story short, he mentioned this website called ‘Hire-brid’-“

“Wait wait wait, the website is called ‘Hire-brid?”, Seokjin would usually laugh but after what happened to Jimin, he didn’t seem to be in the best mood. It was a lame ass pun...”that’”

“To be honest, I thought you’d laugh”, Hoseok admitted, “but that’s not the point. It’s a website that you can hire hybrids to help your own through their heats in case you can’t do it. Depending on how long the hybrid’s heat is they can either get a low pay or a high pay. I found 6 five-star hybrids, all different genders, in case you weren’t sure if you wanted to.”

Seokjin looked stumped, “I mean, I-I don’t mind if it’s...right for...them”, he mumbled lowly, “are you even sure?”

To be frank, Hoseok has been thinking a lot about it. They aren’t going to be able to see what’s going on because he’s wasn’t going to invade their privacy if he hired one. What if the hybrid potentially kills them? The chance could be slim to none in that case but think about it.

“I not really. I was going to agree to whatever you were going to choose”

“But you’re the owner”

“And you’re the co-owner”

“Why don’t we just ask them how they feel about it?”, Seokjin suggested, looking at them seated at the dining table. Yoongi’s tail swayed up in the air while Jimin’s swayed lowly.

“I was thinking that but I wanted your answer first. It looks like we are both unsure.”, Hoseok also looked at the hybrids, “although Jimin does seem to be in a saddened mood”

“Well, I recommend that we do. Taehyung is coming within the next hour, and Yoongi said that Jimin is willing to tell us tonight so I don’t feel like it would be comfortable to ask it then.”

Hoseok deeply sighed, he didn’t want to ruin the mood. “Alright... lets go”

When they walked back in, they saw that Yoongi and Jimin were almost done with their food. They both sat down in front of them, watching them eat. When 30 seconds had past, Seokjin turned to Hoseok who just seemed to dose off. Seokjin rolled his eyes, taking matters into his own hands.

“Yoongi, Jimin”, Yoongi looked up but Jimin started playing with his food, eyes looking at the plate. “Oh Jimin, is something wrong with your breakfast? I can make something else if you’d like?”

“Oh! Um, no it’s great. I’m sorry”, Jimin quickly apologized, looking up at Seokjin while taking a bite of the sausage.

“A-Alright..”, Seokjin frowned again, he never frowned this much in his life, “well Hoseok and I were talking about the both of your heats and wondered if you wanted us to hire you two a hybrid to help with it, unless you want it to be us.”

Jimin dropped his chopsticks on the plate, catching the attention of everyone at the table. What ever Jimin dreamt about really got to him. When he noticed that everyone stared at him, he felt small and apologized again.

“You don’t have to apologize, it’s okay”, Hoseok reassured him, he knew asking would be a bad idea.

Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows whilst taking a sip of his coffee. He placed it back down gently and crossed his arms, his tail swaying in the back, “Jimin is the only hybrid I’d be willing to have sex with”.

“Uh huh”, Jimin softly agreed, “I-I’d get jealous if it was any other hybrid to be honest”, Jimin stated honestly.

“But wouldn’t you get jealous if it was us..?”, Hoseok was conflicted if anything, he didn’t really understand.

“Not at all”, Jimin blurted out, “you’re our owners so we accept it automatically. It’s just that, Yoongi and I are the first and only hybrids we know personally. I don’t know any other ones, even the ones I trained with I don’t remember.”

“Not to sound cringy and cheesy but we do have a strong bond. I’d feel just as uncomfortable as him if it was another hybrid having sex with us.”

“S-So we’re going to have to do it”, Hoseok’s voice cracked slightly

“Yes”, Jimin and Yoongi said in unison.

You know, ‘Virgin’ should be tattooed across Hoseok’s forehead for how much he just acts like one.

“Then it’s settled I suppose”, Seokjin seemed more relaxed now, he saw that their plates were basically empty, “are you two done?”. When they nodded, he stood up to grab their tray with the dishes and utensils on it but was caught off guard when Jimin stood up fast.

“Can I help around the house?”, he planted his hands straight on the table, looking Seokjin straight in the eye. When he saw how his outburst made them all look at him weird, he felt small again, “I-It’s my way of wanting to apologize”

“Oh Jimin, of course you can”, Seokjin pouted at his flushed face, “grab your tray and I’ll tend to Yoongi’s”.

Jimin eagerly took his tray and sprinted to Seokjin’s side, keeping his head down still. How cute.

As they went to the kitchen, they left Hoseok and Yoongi at the table. Hoseok had watched as Yoongi stretched his arms up, yawning softly and plopping his them back down. He stared at whatever void was in front of him, ears twitched as he sensed Hoseok looking at him.

“Is there something on my face?”, Yoongi stared Hoseok straight back in the eyes, wiping near his mouth in case some left over coffee was on the corner.

“Besides enchanting, no, nothing at all”, Hoseok wanted to die internally for making such a corny flirt line, but Yoongi chuckled at it.

“I don’t usually get many compliments from anyone besides Jimin so I don’t know how to react right now”, Yoongi scratched the back of his head, “only received degrading ones if anything”

Hoseok made a sour face at that, “you obviously didn’t deserve that. From now on, you shall only receive compliments.”

Yoongi only smiled, he seemed speechless but Hoseok didn’t mind.

“Have your and Jimin’s bruises healed up a bit?”, Hoseok changed the subject, to be honest, Yoongi was a bit thrown off by question.

“I haven’t exactly checked..”, Yoongi mumbled before standing up. He lifted his shirt to reveal his torso, “it looks like it’s gone down a lot”

So, Hoseok’s flustered. What’s new? But Yoongi is correct, most of the bruises has either gone down to a tiny bit or completely vanished. Another thing he’s noticed is that Yoongi’s ribs is no longer visible like it was before. A hybrids body works in magnificent ways.

“It has”, Hoseok smiled as Yoongi had sat back down. “I’ve been thinking that after you guys get your collars, if you’d want piercings? Namjoon has recommended it but that’s if you and Jimin would like it?”

“Piercings?”, Yoongi tilted his head to the side, he really doesn’t know..

“You don’t know what piercings are?”, Hoseok exhaled in disbelief, “what do you know about the world?”

“Not much really, we weren’t taught this things”, Yoongi shrugged, these poor souls. Hoseok shook his head and pulled out his phone to find an image, “is that a tinier laptop?”

“N-No, it’s called a phone. It does work like a laptop but it’s just something you can carry around with you instead of carrying that big thing. I was planning on getting you and Jimin your own in case you’d ever want to experience by yourselves...or if you potentially get lost while doing that.”

“Oohh”, Yoongi hummed

Hoseok pulled up many pictures of piercings and showed Yoongi. The images ranged from nose piercings to barbaric things like genital piercings. Hoseok had pointed to an image of ear piercings, “this is something similar to what Seokjin has”, Hoseok said before swiping to the next image of nipple piercings, “this is what Namjoon recommended considering that yours and Jimins nipples are sensitive.”, Hoseok reminded him shyly.

Yoongi took the phone and looked closely at it, it was a male’s torso with a nipple piercing that seemed to cup it. It was like a half moon design. “Does this hurt?”

“I mean, I don’t have piercings myself. You’d have to ask Seokjin”, as soon as he said Seokjin, both Jimin and Seokjin had walked out the kitchen. Jimin trailed behind him as they went to go fix Yoongi and Jimin’s shared room, “but from what I heard, it’s like a pinch? Some people cry, sometimes it’s one tear, sometimes they don’t react much or at all”

“Oohh..”, Yoongi expressed his understanding. Continuing to swipe, he stumbled upon a picture of a person with three lobe piercings their left ear and two lobe piercings on their right with two helix piercings, “oh, I like these.”

Hoseok widened his eyes at the amount of piercing the person had, it was on human ears though. So when he looked up to see Yoongi’s Panther ears, he was stumped. “How do we suppose they put them on your ears?”

Yoongi twitched his ears, feeling it, “Don’t they clip it? It should be easy.”

“Oh no, they poke through your skin with a needle”, Yoongi looked at him with the most shocked face he’s ever seen him have, “I-I can show you a video”

Yoongi looked closely at the video that Hoseok had pulled up with someone getting their ear pierced. He cringed when he saw the needle go through the person’s cartilage, “that looks painful...”, he mumbled to himself. He scrolled down to find a nipple piercing video and pressed on that one. It was a male laying down on a table as the piercer hovered over him. Yoongi noticed that this piercing seemed more difficult than the ear one and yet again, cringed as the needle passed through the bud. He handed Hoseok back his phone.

Hoseok searched his face for some kind of approval, “Would you like piercings? You don’t need to get them if you don’t want to.”

“I’ll get them all”, Yoongi nodded with a straight face, “they don’t seem too bad.”

“A-All? You’re going to be in pain if you accidentally hit it, at least from what I heard”

Yoongi shrugged, “I’ll just be careful”

Famous last words.

“If anything, I feel like Jimin might cry a bit. He’s sensitive to pain.”, he looked around the room he was in to see if he spot the hybrid anywhere, “speaking of which, where’s Jimin and Seokjin hyung?”

Seokjin and Jimin were currently taking out the clothes out of the washer. Jimin stood by him, holding a laundry basket in arms and he rocked back and forth from his heel to his toes. It was all white shirts that had been in Hoseok’s hamper for a while. But as he was taking it out, he spotted a pair of black socks that had seemed to be caught in the whole mess. Now it was bleached and had orange spots all over it.

“Hoseok...”, Seokjin groaned, holding the socks in disbelief. “I guess he was too tired to realize but, the socks..”

Jimin stopped rocking back and forth and looked up at Seokjin, “Are you stressed?”

“I mean, a bit”, Seokjin exhaled, not taking his eyes off the socks, “it’s nothing to be stressed about, I know. But like, I never like making mistakes as little as this. Like I might be over my head but-“, Seokjin was caught off guard when he turned to see that Jimin had his pajama shirt unbuttoned and was currently taking his pants off. Seokjin rushed to stop him, “hey! What are you doing?”

“You said you were stressed so I assumed you wanted to..”, Jimin still had his thumbs hooked onto the waistline of the pajama bottoms. When Seokjin didn’t answer, he continued until Seokjin stopped him again. Jimin was confused.

“No, you don’t need to do that”, Seokjin’s eyes scanned Jimin’s body, noticing that his bruises were healing up pretty well but besides that, “let me help you put it back on, and button up your shirt-“

“Jimin? Where are you? Are you with Seok-“, Yoongi had stopped to look at the both of them in the laundry room. From the looks of it, it doesn’t seem to be the most innocent of views. “In the laundry room?”

“Yoongi, this is not what it looks like”, Seokjin bursted out, he wanted to crawl into a hole and just stay there. He quickly helped Jimin back into his pants before explaining himself. “He thought I was stressed and thought I wanted to have sex with him. I was just helping him.”

Yoongi removed his eyes from Seokjin to Jimin, who quickly nodded with a very pink blush dusted on his cheeks, “...I believe you, that’s usually our first instinct”

“Oh..but why?”, Seokjin questioned

“We were taught to always keep our owners happy, most common way was through sex”

“But you’re not objects.”

Yoongi shrugged, he didn’t know how to respond to that, “Hoseok wanted me to find you and tell you that Taehyung was coming in 4 minutes”

“Ooh, I can’t wait to meet him!”, Jimin became all giddy after buttoning his last button.

“He’s very nice”, Seokjin huffed, glad because the situation passed but still flustered at the position he was in. He quickly put all the washed white shirts in the dryer and took the black socks, tossing them in the garbage. They can always new ones, it was only one pair anyways.

They all walked out of the laundry room, Yoongi and Jimin went to go finish the movie that they had watched with Hoseok and slept while watching. Hoseok had to carry them to the room yesterday.

Hoseok had come back downstairs, phone in hand as he tracked the hybrids packages. They both be coming in 2 days. He saw that Seokjin was currently in the kitchen, making Taehyung some tea and a sandwich in case he was hungry. “Hyung.”

“Hm?”, Seokjin hummed, not taking his eyes of making the sandwich.

Hoseok strolled to him, “We need to make appointments for the hybrids, well Yoongi so far considering that I didn’t ask Jimin yet, for piercings.”

Seokjin stopped putting the lettuce on to look at Hoseok, “Suddenly?”

“I mean, Namjoon recommended it and because I wanted to see if they liked it. I’m obviously giving them the option to opt out if they don’t want it but Yoongi said he wants his ears and nipples pierced”

Seokjin winced at nipples, “I remember Namjoon mentioning it. But I feel like the nipples are going to hurt them and make them cry. Especially Jimin.”

“Yoongi mentioned that. I’ll have to ask Jimin about it later since Tae-“

The doorbell rang, it hasn’t even been 4 minutes yet. Hoseok went to go open the door to reveal the blonde standing straight at the door. He bowed to Hoseok, “Hello” greeting before walking inside.

“I thought you said it would take you 4 minutes? 4 minutes didn’t pass”, Hoseok looked at his watch, “you called me like a minute ago”

“Well, there were no cars in front of me, plus you live in a woodsy area so I kind of just sped up and beat the time”, Taehyung shrugged, placing his coat on the coat rack. He wore a long gray sleeve turtleneck matched with black skinny jeans and combat boots.

“And you do realize that it’s like 90 degrees outside, why are you wearing a turtleneck? I can lend you a shirt if you want.”

“That would be nice, I kinda just put this on because I forgot to wash my clothes.”, Hoseok had left to go retrieve a t-shirt from his closet.

“Do I need to clean your house for you? We thought you said you were doing fine”, Seokjin scowled at him, Taehyung of course didn’t react cause...

Why would he?

“Physical and mentally, I’m fine. I thought that’s what you meant”, Taehyung raised his eyebrow, making Seokjin shake his head in disappointment.

“Well I made you a sandwich and some tea, it’s on the table. Go eat.”, Seokjin gestured to the table. Taehyung bowed to him before walking to the table, but when he reached the table, he saw something stand up from the couch.

“Hey Taehyung, do think this will fit y- TAEHYUNG!”, Hoseok dropped the shirt and ran to Taehyung.

Taehyung currently had a handgun pointing straight at Yoongi, the hybrid’s hands were up in defense. “Hyung..hyung what’s happen-“, Jimin turned around to see what was going on to briefly see a gun now pointed at him. He froze in shock.

“Taehyung, I told you not to bring any damn weapons”, Hoseok grabbed the younger’s wrist, snatching the gun away from him. He quickly put the safety on and pinched the bridge of his noise, “Why did you bring it?!”

“For protection, you never know who’s ready to assassinate anyone”, Taehyung tried to get the gun back from Hoseok, but the older pulled his hand away, which made everyone else duck down in case he fired it by accident.

“It has the safety on, don’t worry”, he reassured them, “what other weapons do you have?”

“I don’t have any other ones”

“Don’t lie to me.”

“I don’t”


“I seriously don’t-“

“Give me the knife”, Hoseok put out his hand, Taehyung rolled his eyes and lifted the cuff of his pants, retrieving an 8 inch survival blade from with a sheath covering it in the side of his sock, “how the hell do you walk around with that?”

“I got use to it”, Taehyung shrugged, sitting down to take a bite of his sandwich, “this is good”

“Well...thank you”, Seokjin stood there baffled if anything, “you are aware that Hoseok told you about the fact that we now have hybrids right?”

“Yes, but I guess my instincts just took over”. Taehyung admitted before looking at the still frozen hybrids, “I’m sorry for scaring you like that”

“I-it’s okay”, Yoongi stuttered, slightly shaking a bit.

“No weapons my ass”, Hoseok mumbled, placing the items in a drawer with a lock. In case Taehyung decided to take it again without him noticing.

So much for first impressions..


“Oh so we’re the same age!”, Jimin clapped his hands together, he just found out that Taehyung and himself were born in the same year.

They were all seated at the dining table, Hoseok and Seokjin had went out to go run some quick errands leaving the three to bond. It was going well so far.

“Yes but I guess I have to refer to you too as hyung”, Taehyung intertwined his fingers together.

“Yoongi, I’m a hyung”, Jimin grabbed Yoongi by the sleeve and rocked him back and forth, “I’m a hyung!”

“You’re also older than Jungkook”, Yoongi reminded him, while continuing to get rocked back and forth until Jimin stopped.

“Wait really? What year?”

“97 liner-“

“Oh my goodness, I’m both of their hyungs!”, Jimin now vigorously shook Yoongi, “Jungkook is a baby”

“Not with those arms...I will never forget..”

He was referring to the milking.


Jimin eventually stopped shaking Yoongi and continued to as more questions, “So you’re an assassin? The one that helped Hoseok hyung get Yoongi and I?”

“In the flesh”, Taehyung replied monotonously

“I’d like to say thank you”, Yoongi gave a small bow to Taehyung, Jimin following, “would’ve probably died.

For some reason, Taehyung realizing that Yoongi and Jimin are hybrids and mentioned dying made Taehyung feel something he’s never felt in a while . Did he express it on the outside, no. But on the inside, he felt...something that he can’t describe. But for some reason, his eyes started to water slightly. It made Jimin frown.

“Are y-“

“You’re welcome”, Taehyung bowed back, mostly so the water in his eyes to go away. “I don’t think Hoseok wouldn’t forgive me if I didn’t.”

“Did you decide to become an assassin? What age?”, Yoongi questioned. Taehyung looked down at his hands, twiddling his thumbs. It took him a moment to gather himself, “you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to”

“It’s not that I don’t want to.. It’s just that only Hoseok and Seokjin know about it. I’m never usually asked a lot about my childhood as they know that it’s kind of a rough topic for me. I didn’t choose to become an assassin, it just happened.”

“Oh..I’m sorry”, Yoongi felt the ambiance shift to a melancholic one. Although it felt suffocating for him, he let him continue.

“...I was found in a card board box next to a lamp post. It had seemed that my parents didn’t want me so I technically don’t know who they are”, Taehyung began, not taking his eyes of his hands. Jimin’s face had turned into one of sorrow.

“All I had was a blue blanket covering me. The people who found me were assassins and decided to raise me to become one of them. They wanted their group to grow, I still find it odd as to why they decided to train such a young-in but it was just like that. As soon as I learned how to talk and walk and understand, that’s when they started training me”, Taehyung feigned a chuckle and poked the inside of his mouth with his tongue before continuing, “I met a ‘brother’ of mine...he was a hybrid like you two..”

Yoongi and Jimin looked at each other, a mixture of surprised and confusion. “A hybrid? I didn’t know they could take that field of work..”

“The assassins bought him from the litter he was in, he was a Calcio kitten. They raised him just like me but..”, Taehyung stopped for a second, closing his eyes and inhaling through his nose before speaking, “he wasn’t the strongest out of the whole group. When we were around 10 years old, trained decently enough, they made us fight. It was survival of the fittest in their eyes. The main leader sat in a chair, a few feet across from us while the others formed a circle. They chanted ‘fight! fight! fight!’. At the time, we just had to do what we were told. We seen what happened to others who didn’t listen. Eventually, I won and one of the members threw a knife to me..”

“The leader said ‘kill him’”

Jimin gasped, his eyes filling with tears already while Yoongi listened intently to the story. His heart broke bit by bit as he went on.

“Although I was scared shitless with them at the time, I shook my head. I didn’t want him to die. He was the only one around my age, maybe a year or two younger, and he was just so innocent. He’d cry to me whenever he witnessed someone getting killed or if he heard a gun shot so he got scolded a lot. They obviously didn’t like that. The leader ordered one of them to drag me away from his beat up unconscious body. I tried to budge out from his grasp but... but then he signaled them to shoot him..”, a single tear left Taehyung’s eye, Jimin started bawling his eyes out for the second time today, “a bullet placed in his forehead..another where his heart was.”

“Why didn’t they kill you..if you don’t mind me asking..? Not to sound rude or anything..”, Yoongi asked cautiously

“They didn’t like weakness in their group. Whoever deemed feeble they killed. They kept me because they knew I was stronger than him both mentally and physically but after they executed him, I broke. A day before his birthday...we planned to do something together that day. So instead of letting them relish the moment, I grabbed the gun out the holster of some other group member next to me and shot the who held onto me. Went through the bottom of his chin and out of his skull,” Taehyung grinned almost sadistically, “I’ve never found hearing a plop of a dead body so pleasing. I ended up shooting dead half of the group before pointing my gun to the leader. The gun however became empty and the leader laughed as another group of people came to try and get ahold of me. That’s when I grabbed his body, booked it, buried him somewhere close to where I lived and eventually ran into Hoseok.”

“I’m so sorry for your loss”, Yoongi placed his hand on top of Taehyung’s, snapping the younger out of his sadistic state and into his default one, “I’m also sorry for ruining the mood, I didn’t mean for this to happen”

“It’s fine”, Taehyung wiped the tear that had escaped his eye, “I don’t usually cry as I was taught not to have feelings but I am human after all”

“Oh Taehyungie!”, Jimin stood up from his seat and went to tightly hug the younger, Taehyung didn’t know what do do at first. He hesitantly wrapped his arms around Jimin’s torso, he also doesn’t seem to show much affection. “I hope those men get what they deserve”

“I hope so too”, Taehyung mumbled into Jimin’s shoulder, waiting for him to let go. Jimin released him with a pout, wiping his tears with the sleeve of his shirt. “I just want you two to know that you have good people taking care of you. I usually don’t tell them myself how much I appreciate them but I feel like they know.”

“I’m glad”, Yoongi gave a small smile, believing him, Jimin sat back next to Yoongi, leaning his head on his shoulder as he still pouted. Still saddened.

There was a long silence, interrupted by sniffles every now and then, as they didn’t know how to proceed with the conversation. They just had a deep conversation and didn’t know how to proceed to a next topic. Until Jimin broke the silence.

“Hoseok hyung mentioned something about you moving in?”, Jimin brought up the topic again

“Oh yeah”, Taehyung cleared his throat, “I still haven’t thought about it. I mainly came over because Seokjin and Hoseok hyung wanted me to. But they left so I guess I’m just here now”

“Will you?”, Jimin exclaimed, “it doesn’t seem like you talk to anyone besides Seokjin and Hoseok hyung.”

“Well you’re not wrong”, Taehyung admitted, “the whole reason I’ve been putting the whole thing off is because I don’t want to risk putting anyone in danger.”

“Why do you say that?”, Yoongi raised his eyebrow, “are you being watched?”

“No, just always on the look out.”, Taehyung admitted, “But, I don’t know. I like being alone.”

“You can be alone, I’ll leave you alone”, Jimin coaxed.

Yet again, famous last words.

“I appreciate that”, Taehyung gave a small smile, “I’ll talk to Hoseok about it.”

“Speaking of which, how long have they been out?”, Yoongi stretched his arms, wrapping his tail around Jimin’s waist.

“2 hours”, Taehyung glanced at his watch, “almost 3 in 15 minutes.”


“I’ve been meaning to ask you two a question,”, Jimin and Yoongi’s were all ears, “can I pet you?”


“Why are you so hooked up about their heats? You’re just having intercourse for 4-7 days”, Namjoon leaned his chin on the palm of his hand, “are you scared?”.

Seokjin and Hoseok met up with Namjoon at a coffee shop that only Namjoon found to be the best one. They were the only one to make his favorite coffee right all the time. Thankfully, the place had a private booth where they can talk about topics like these so Hoseok doesn’t have to get flustered.

“That’s remotely the reason, I don’t want to mess it up”, Hoseok groaned, “I don’t know why but Jimin had a bad dream this morning and I felt like it revolved around that.”

“You didn’t ask him?”, Namjoon furrowed his brows

“He said he’d tell us later tonight”, Seokjin chimed, “when we mentioned the topic of hiring hybrids to help them or us, he dropped his utensil and for some reason he kept apologizing.”

Namjoon frowned, “Did he usually act like that?”

“No, not from what I know so far. When I went to go check up on Yoongi and Jimin, he yelled at me to ‘get out’”, Seokjin shrugged.

“It sounds like it could be a reason. I’m not a Psychologist but I have dealt with hybrids who go into phantom heats due to remembrance of trauma and/or stress. If it’s only one bad dream, then that was it but if it does get frequent and worse where he doesn’t even function properly, he might need help. This is all for precautions of course, I’m not diagnosing anything. Those owners must’ve been the biggest cunts I’ve heard about yet.”, Namjoon sipped his coffee, the caffeinated drink always seemed to calm him down.

“They did mention that the old owners use to get pleasure out of tazing them and doing water sports”, Hoseok recited, Namjoon almost spit out his drink and Seokjin looked at Hoseok in disgust, “you act like I said that I did it to them.”

“We know you didn’t but that’s just...”, Seokjin became speechless

“Barbaric”, Namjoon contorted his face, losing his appetite for his coffee.

“Why do you think I’m going crazy over the whole heat thing? I don’t want to freak them out.”

“You’re not gonna slice them or anything..or so I hope”, Namjoon side eyed him

“Why the fuck would I even think about doing that?”

“I don’t know anyone’s kinks or fetishes here, it was just an assumption”, Namjoon put his hands up in defense, “did you get them sex toys?”

Hoseok looked at his phone, “the collars and their sex toys should be arriving in 2 days”, he told Namjoon

“That’s great. All I can say is last for as long as you can for them. Don’t make it about you because you’re not the one in heat, they are. If you run out all your stamina, either make them ride you or make them use their toys”, Seokjin and Hoseok listened intently, “most importantly, because I can not stress this enough, keep them fed and hydrated. They sell heat related foods that have electrolytes in them to keep the hybrid going. At first they might not want it but you just have to convince them.”

“Why wouldn’t they want it?”, Seokjin became inquisitive

“Hybrids aren’t in their normal mindset. They go into their sub space and solely focus on the burning ache they feel, all they want to do is get rid of it. That means they feel like food is a bother to distract them from getting relief from this ache, it’s like they don’t care about their bodies. Some of them are most likely to pass out due to lack of hydration and food in their system.”

“Is there anything else we should do?”

“Find out what gets them off. It can help them a lot during their heats. If you don’t know what gets them off, just ask. Hybrids are very honest, I’m sure you are aware by now”

“You’re not wrong..”, Hoseok tried to think of anything they might have lied about but nothing comes to mind, or at least not yet. He doesn’t know.

“Have you decided to get them piercings?”, Namjoon questioned.

“Yoongi mentioned how he wanted several ear piercings and want his nipples done too. We didn’t ask Jimin yet”

“Why didn’t you ask him yet?”

“He was helping around the house with Seokjin. Yoongi mentioned that Jimin is sensitive to pain.”

“It’s a good thing that hybrids heal faster than humans. If they get a piercing, especially a tiny hole like that, it’ll heal in an hour or so,”, Namjoon informed them, “it won’t hurt him for long unless he bumps into something within that time span”.

“That’s good”, Seokjin smiled, “we’ll plan the appointment as soon as we see if Jimin wants anything or not”.

“Good. Now if you don’t mind me, I have to get going”, Namjoon stood up, taking his cup of coffee. “I have to go deal with family things.”

“Is it bad?”, Hoseok asked

“Sort of. Can’t talk about it now though, I’ll talk to you about it later.”, Namjoon gave his farewell before walking out the shop.

“Hopefully his uncle isn’t acting up again”, Seokjin remarked, standing up from the table, “the guy has been to rehab twice.”

“Let’s hope that’s not the problem.”

Hoseok strolled with Seokjin back to the car, Namjoon’s car was no where to be seen meaning he had left. Plopping down in the passengers seat, Hoseok turned on the radio to play some calming music. He totally forgot to let them listen to music, it’s sad how they didn’t know much about a lot of things.

“I miss the kids”, Seokjin spoke out of mind, realizing what he said he laughed at himself. “Kids?”

“I was about to say”, Hoseok chuckled, “no but I miss them too”

Seokjin began to drive off, there was no communication between the two men. They relaxed and listened to the soft songs that emitted from the car radio. It was going to be quite a ride back considering that the coffee shop that Namjoon likes is a stretch to get to. There were comments here and there on things they passed. All Hoseok could think about was the hybrids and his bed, he couldn’t wait to go sleep. He might not do a lot but he does a lot of you catch his drift.

30 minutes had passed before they got to the mansion, greeting Jungkook. Once they got out the car and walked up to the door, they heard music being played from inside. They must’ve been curious themselves. As soon as they walked in, they spotted Taehyung, Yoongi, and Jimin sitting in a mini circle playing music from Taehyung’s phone. Yoongi bobbed his head softly to the beat while Jimin gave compliments to the melodies and vocals of the singer whilst sitting in Yoongi’s lap.

“Welcome back”, Taehyung waved without looking away from his phone. Yoongi and Jimin however looked up to see them. Jimin bounced up from where he sat and ran to Hoseok and Seokjin, hugging them.

“Welcome back hyungs”, Jimin squeezed them before taking their hands in his own, engulfing his tiny ones, “Tae Tae is making us listen to music, It’s so beautiful”

Tae Tae huh? That was cute.

“Someone seems to be in a good mood”, Seokjin petted Jimin’s head, making the hybrid purr for a bit.

Jimin giggles before letting go of their hands and plopping back into Yoongi’s lap, wrapping his arms around Jimin’s waist.

“Please listen to this whole I go talk to Hoseok and Seokjin hyung”, Taehyung played a different type of music genre. Classical to be exact. Clair de lune to be even more precise, it was his favorite classical song.

Taehyung had got up from his seat and met up with Hoseok and Seokjin in the kitchen where they had seemed to be, “I’m moving in.”

“What?! Really?!”, Hoseok’s eyes flew open wide, “what convinced you?”

“Well, they reminded me of Sungmin. Kind of gave me a reason to give it a try.”, Taehyung played with his fingers, “also a reason to protect”

Sungmin. His hybrid brother’s name was Sungmin.

“That’s sweet, we know how much you loved him.”, Hoseok rubbed Taehyung’s arm in comfort, “do you know when you’re moving in?”

“Most likely 2 days from now. I’ll have to start packing today.”

“Alright. If you need any help with packing, call one of us.”

“That won’t be necessary, I can handle it”, Taehyung bowed, “I already looked through the house, I’d like the attic and the room down the hall next to the bathroom on this floor..”

“Attic? What for?”, the request baffled Seokjin to be frank.

“My weapons. I still need them.”

“Um...”, Hoseok was about to counter attack but got cut off my Taehyung

“Glad we got that settled”

Taehyung had walked back to where Jimin and Yoongi sat. He politely took his phone back, telling the hybrids that he’d have to start packing tonight. Yoongi nodded but Jimin frowned although he understood. He received hugs from both of them before walking to the coat rack to retrieve his coat. He said his final farewells, leaving the mansion. Seokjin had decided to get started on dinner considering he’d have to leave in a couple of hours, Hoseok made a quick hot cup of tea before sitting down with it at the dining table.

Yoongi and Jimin went to go meet him there, “I want nipple piercings too”, Jimin blurted out, making Hoseok almost spit out his drink and causing Seokjin to accidentally drop a utensil.

Hoseok choked, gulping the liquid before replying, “I’m sorry but that was so random”, Hoseok cleared his throat, “I’m guess Yoongi told you about it?”

“Yup”, Yoongi nodded, “he was contemplating whether he should get a penis pierci-“, they heard another utensil drop in the kitchen.

“Seokjin, are you okay?”, Hoseok called out to his friend.

“Yeah I’m fine, j-just listening”, his voice broke a bit in that sentence.

“I decided that it was a bit too extreme so I settled for ear and nipple piercings like Yoongi hyung”, Jimin smiled at the orange haired male, that innocent smile.

“When would you like to get it?”

“Maybe..2 days from now?”, Yoongi suggested. What’s with everyone and things being done in the next 2 days?

“Taehyung is moving in and your packages are coming in 2 days, another busy day to come”, Hoseok exhaled.

“If you’d like, I can take them to the parlor”, Seokjin proposed.

“Oh will you?”

“Of course, what kind of butler and hyung would I be?”, Seokjin scowled jokingly, “I do hope the collars come early. I want them to move around freely. If it doesn’t, I’ll just have to protect them.”

“If anyone questions you, just say how you ordered new ones.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Now that we got that settled”, Hoseok focused his attention back to Jimin, “would you like to talk about it now?”

Jimin’s smile dropped, he thought they’d forget by now but it can’t be helped. “Yeah..”

Seokjin quickly came to sat next to Hoseok, “dinner can wait a bit. Please, continue.”

“Well...”, Jimin started off, slouching back in his seat, “I had a dream that.. Hoseok hyung was in the room with me”, Jimin had pointed to the shared room, “and he wanted me to refer to him as ‘Master’”

A deep frown appeared on Hoseok’s face but continued listening.

“I was confused because I know hyung wants us to call him Hoseok. Then he told me that Yoongi happened to be getting punished. The door opened to show two Seokjin hyungs, one was thrusting into Yoongi and bit hi shoulder while the other went inside his mouth.

Now it was Seokjin’s turn to frown.

“I tried to reach him but I was shackled by my wrists and ankles to the bed. Then there were two Hoseok hyungs,”, Jimin started tearing up again, “they had sharp teeth and red eyes and they left burning scars over my body. After that I woke up crying.”

Yoongi had wiped Jimin’s tears away with the sleeve of his shirt. “It’s okay, it was just a dream..”, Yoongi hushed him, Hoseok and Seokjin remembered that this was Yoongi’s first time hearing about this dream too.

Seokjin and Hoseok were silent for a few seconds, miserable from what they just heard. It made Hoseok feel like they can’t trust him or Seokjin. Seokjin broke the silence.

“..May I ask a question?”, Jimin nodded, sniffling a bit in response, “did a situation like this happen before with your previous owners?”

Yoongi nodded.

“Same exact situation or interpreted?”

“Both. Exact situation, yes, but interpreted as no one had red glowing eyes and such.”

“It must’ve been the most traumatic moment that you remembered.”, Hoseok butted it.

Both Jimin and Yoongi nodded, “It was the first time they decided to go all out on us. After that, it just became a continuous cycle. Being taught as a hybrid to be filled with such high expectations only to be let down takes a toll on you. ”

That’s it. Hoseok is going to kill them.

“I’m honestly so sorry that the both of you had to go through such events like that.”, Hoseok sincerely felt terrible, his blood boiled and he knows damn well Seokjin is upset too.

Seokjin filled with rage but he couldn’t let it show, “we promise to protect you at all costs. Nothing like that will ever happen to you again.”

Yoongi and Jimin nodded, no words could come out their mouths. Seokjin and Hoseok understood why. Seokjin rubbed the pad of his thumb over on the back of Jimin’s hand before excusing himself to continue cooking.

Yoongi held Jimin’s hand and led him over to the couch so they can lay down and calm themselves, leaving Hoseok with a million thoughts in his head. All he could do was feel bad and not being able to do anything. If he sends Taehyung to kill him, what is that going to solve? Yes, he’d be satisfied that they’re dead but that’s not going to stop the hybrids from remembering the things they went through.

Dinner that night became quiet. They ate, Seokjin went home, the hybrids went to bed and Hoseok was the last to go to his room.

If only he had some way to make them forget...he’d do anything just for that to happened. Suddenly Hoseok remembered..

He forgot to give Taehyung back his weapons.

Chapter Text

It was too early.

Although he was usually up and on time, he didn’t want to leave his house. But he had to. Rays of sunlight peeked through the curtains, exposing the tiny dust particles in the atmosphere. Taehyung heard strained chirps from outside, they sounded deathly, crows to be exact. There were never really any other birds around Taehyung. To be honest, there never happened to be anything alive near Taehyung. He carried death with him.

He’s aware he promised the Yoongi and Jimin that he’d come move in today, the boxes were already in the car with his many weapons, ready for him to drive off and leave this house of his. He knows he doesn’t live that far from Hoseok by car, it’s just that…

Taehyung sighed deeply, rising from his bed. There were no sheets or blankets on it, he burned it at one this morning in case somehow the assassins magically found him. There was no DNA on the mattress either as it was always covered with a plastic film, he burned that too. He made sure to douse every surface of this broken house in bleach to remove any sort of living here. He left the curtains because when he found this house, it was always there. He just never touched it.

Stretching his arms in the air, he released a soft yawn, feeling his muscles relax. He threaded out the open door, a rope secured around the door knob so when he pulled it, it would close the doors without leaving any finger prints. All the door knobs had that. He unhooked it before jogging down the stairs. He passed by his broken down kitchen, usually had one cup, one place, and one utensil each. All of that broken and scattered in a river near the vicinity. Taehyung grabbed the rope that wrapped around the front door before stepping out, pulling it closed and unhooking the rope from the knob. To think he lived like this for nine almost ten years..

The car he drove was right in front of him, all he had to do was hop in and drive off. Just not yet, he had to do something. Taehyung went behind his house, walking a few feet away from it into a more woodsy area. Stepping on crunchy leaves and frail twigs, it seemed like fall but it was in the middle of summer. The shade of the trees masked most of the sun shining down on Taehyung as he kept walking. He’s walked this path every time he felt lonely, especially every November 11th to be exact, make a wish his ass. His combat boots came to a stop in the soft dirt once he stood in front of a small circle of rocks.

Sungmin’s grave.

He kneeled down, staring at the now dying flowers from a week ago. Sungmin always liked Lisianthus flowers, he liked the color purple. So did Taehyung. But now he can’t enjoy it like he’d like to.

“..Sungmin-ah”, Taehyung spoke as if the Calico hybrid would respond back, “I’m leaving today..I didn’t want to at first but I met hybrids two days ago and they reminded me of you. I felt like you’d be happy if I went with them.”

Taehyung started picking at the dying purple flowers, becoming quiet as if he’s listening to Sungmin respond. The only thing Taehyung heard were crows and the leaves blowing gently from the wind.

“If you were here, you’d like them. They’re nice hybrids.”, Taehyung stared sorrowfully at his grave, “I know I always say this but...I’ll get revenge for you, I promise you. After I do, I’ll finally let you rest. You’re probably worrying about me all this time. I’d say it wasn’t good for your health.”, Taehyung whole heartedly chuckled, the irony.

Taehyung had this lilac colored rock that he had found when dropping Seokjin off at Hoseok’s the other day. He retrieved it from his back pocket and placed it right on top of the dying flowers in the middle, although flowers die, rocks don’t.

“I’ll stop bothering you after I kill them. I’ll just come to make sure you know I’m still alive and well. I’ll come during your birthday, you would’ve been 18 this year”, Taehyung rose from the ground, looking one last time at the grave, “I’ll see you soon Sungmin..”

Taehyung walked backwards, feeling as if every time he turns away, the grave will disappear. It won’t, he knows it won’t. Taehyung gripped onto the rope he was holding and faced forward, jogging back to his car to alleviate his emotions.

As soon as he hopped in and turned the ignition, he had a gut feeling something bad was going to happen. His gut feeling was never wrong but it’s too late now, he has to be there on time. He accelerated from an old house to a new one. As he drove off, he could vision the night it happened. Him carrying Sumgmin’s dead body to where it is now, blood on his clothes. He could feel the wet tears on his face although they were not present. He saw the once weak boy he was, now grown into a strong one. He had new brothers to protect, even if that meant dying for them...

But for now, he had to put those thoughts away, think of more better thoughts. It corrupted his mentality. Taehyung finally drove out of the woodsy like area and onto a road. Not many cars passed here until he reached the city where Hoseok lived. He drove by the same coffee shop he sees every time he left for Hoseok’s, the same clothing shops, the same everything. Taehyung knew he was close when ever he passed the supermarket Seokjin and Hoseok usually shop from. Seeing that there were no cars in front of him, he stepped on the gas, going past the speed limit. What would be a 10 minute drive from the supermarket to Hoseok’s turned into a 5 minute ride.

Taehyung was always the one for an adrenaline rush, it’s what kept him going. So when he saw someone about to cross the street while he went 90 on a 60 lane, he felt euphoric at the screech. Maybe meeting Sungmin again didn’t seem so bad. Instead he got cursed at, threatened to get the cops called on him. He brushed it off, continuing to drive to his destination. He soon pulled up onto the trail leading to the gates of Hoseok’s mansion. He drove up to the intercom speaker, a voice emitting from it.

“Oh? Hyung?”, Jungkook sounded confused, “why are you here?”

“Moving in.”, Taehyung spoke monotonous, “Hoseok didn’t tell you?”

“Oh no he did, I just wanted some way to speak to you”, Jungkook sang, buzzing the doors open, “pull up to my window”.

This always happened when Taehyung came alone, Jungkook would flirt with him. So when Taehyung drove up to his window, he wasn’t surprised to see the younger with his uniform sleeves rolled up past his biceps, chin resting on his palm.

“Need help with those boxes?”, Jungkook wiggled his eyebrows


“Can I help you either way?”

“If you’re eager to”

“You want to go on a date with me?”

“Jungkook”, Taehyung gave Jungkook a death stare, “why don’t you find someone else?”

“ ‘Cause hyung and I are looking for another partner, you seem to be like a good match”, Jungkook pouted

Taehyung forgot Namjoon and Jungkook were a thing, but a couple looking for another person in a relationship confused Taehyung.

“You can find someone else”, Taehyung was about to drive off until Jungkook stopped him.

“Wait! I can’t do that”, the younger frowned, “it’s not that easy”

“And why is that?”, Taehyung looked at Jungkook again, nervously biting his bottom lip.

“ ‘Cause I like you too much. Hyung does too.”, Jungkook shyly confessed, not phasing Taehyung.

“That’s sweet”, Taehyung feigned a coo, “come help me with my stuff, it’s not a lot.”

Taehyung didn’t hear Jungkook’s pleads to wait for him, he just pulled up in front of the mansion. He got out his car, shutting the driver’s seat before opening the back door to reveal 3 cardboard boxes. Jungkook had soon caught up to him, breathing heavily behind Taehyung.

“W-What would you like me t-to help you with?”, Jungkook panted, chest rising and falling softly

“Carry the boxes inside to the room down the hall to the left of the bottom floor. Hang the clothes up while I handle the other stuff”, Taehyung ordered, strolling over to the trunk.

“What other stuff-oh..”, Jungkook’s mouth went into a tight line as Taehyung retrieved cases for guns like Snipers and AK-47’s. There were various types like Silencers and some melee weapons like knifes and metal bats; one that stood out to Jungkook the most was two brass knuckles that had a double edges blades and spikes on the knuckles.

Totally Jungkook’s type.

The list goes on but Taehyung really just wanted to lay down so he grabbed a few gun cases and walked up to the front door, ringing the bell. He expected to see Hoseok or at least Seokjin but definitely not Yoongi.

“Hello mister ma- oh, Taehyung-ah”, Yoongi’s ear twitched, he noticed the Taehyung held onto many cases, “what’s all that?”

“Guns”, Taehyung answered back.

“Oh.”, Yoongi didn’t know what to say so he just went and hugged Taehyung, “welcome home.”

“Thank you”, Taehyung wanted to smile but he couldn’t, he’s that tired. Sadly the day must go on. Yoongi eventually let go of the younger and announced to Jimin that Taehyung was here.

The sound of feet pattering fast from their shared bathroom out to the where the front door stayed would usually alarm anyone. Considering it was just Jimin, it was cute.

“Tae Tae!”, Jimin ran to hug Taehyung as he walked inside the mansion, almost making him drop the cases, “welcome home”

“Thank you again”

“Oh! Should I help you?”, Jimin offered but Taehyung just shook his head.

“I don’t think it would be a good idea for you or Yoongi to help me with these.”, Taehyung referred to the weapons, “Where’s the hyungs?”

“Seokjin is currently watering the plants in the backyard while Hoseok is getting ready”, Jimin acted giddy, “hyung and I are about to get our nipples pierced!”

Taehyung rose an eyebrow, “that’s very interesting. Although I’d like to stay and talk with you, I need to put these in the attic.”, Taehyung bowed slightly before walking up the stairs. Soon after Jungkook walked in with a box in hand.

“Hello Jimin and Yoongi”

“Hi”, Jimin replied bubbily

Yoongi looked over at Jungkook, staring at his arms before looking him in his doe eyes, “hello”

A shiver ran down Jungkook’s spine

“Are you helping Taehyung or are you moving in too?”, Yoongi questioned

“I live with Namjoon hyung, I’m okay. Just helping Taehyung.”, Jungkook showed his bunny teeth as he smiled, leaving both Jimin and Yoongi in awe, “I’ll get started on this now, excuse me”, he politely said before walking down the hall.

Jimin shrugged and turned to Yoongi, pointing to his lips. Yoongi chuckled and motioned for him to sit on his lap. Jimin padded his fluffy sock covered feet over to Yoongi who sat on the couch, straddling his waist. Yoongi’s hands rested on Jimin’s hips while Jimin’s hands cupped Yoongi’s face. He liked to squish his cheeks together, making his cute pink lips pout before going in for a kiss. It should be obvious by now but Jimin is very needy when it comes to Yoongi.

Yoongi has always loved the way Jimin’s lips felt, so plush and full; soft and plump. Yoongi could honestly do it for hours on end. It was innocent at first until Jimin delved his tongue into Yoongi’s mouth. Jimin relaxed his arms around Yoongi’s neck, wrapping them loosely. Yoongi knew what Jimin was up to so when the younger started moving his hips, Yoongi halted him. He didn’t like seeing the Jaguar pout or aggrieved but right now wasn’t the best time.

“We haven’t has sex in a while hyung”, Jimin mumbled, kissing Yoongi’s neck softly. He sucked on the soft skin slightly, giving the feeling of a love bite.

“Because we getting beat up and recovering”, Yoongi reminded him

“I’m all better now”, Jimin detached his lips from Yoongi’s neck to stare him in the eyes, “the bruises are fully healed now”

“Mines are too”, Yoongi ran his palms across Jimin’s thighs, “we can have sex tomorrow if you’d like. We have plans today and I don’t want to be in the mood when we have to go”, Jimin eagerly nodded his head, “good boy”

Jimin loves getting praised, he’d do anything just to get praised. As soon as Jimin almost attached his lips back onto Yoongi’s, the gate buzzer rung.

“The collars!”, Jimin jumped up from Yoongi’s lap and stormed to the door. He looked at the screen on the left side to see a man standing there with a package in hand. “Kookie! Mister mailman is outside!”, Jimin tapped his feet side to side, waiting for Jungkook to come down the hall.

Shortly, Jungkook came from the room, thanking Jimin before going outside to the gate and retrieving the package. He jogged back to the front door to see Jimin’s fist balled up in excitement, still stepping side to side. The maknae handed him the box before grabbing another one of Taehyung’s boxes from his car and returning to his room.

Jimin held the box of his head, “Yoongi hyung! The collars!”

“Grab a knife, safely”, Yoongi warned the adrenaline rushed feline. Jimin held a small sharp knife and not so safely ran over to Yoongi, “Jimin! I said safely!”

“I’m sorry”, Jimin sat in Yoongi lap, as if there’s not a whole couch, with the box in his hands. Yoongi took the knife instead and cut the tape’s seal. Carefully, he opened the cardboard box, revealing two velvet sacks that read ‘Jimin’ and ‘Yoongi’

They took their designated sacks, revealing their collars, it looked exactly like it was on the website. Since it was leather, the collars had weight to them. The hybrids sat in awe looking at their gifts, Yoongi’s seemed more sophisticated and elegant while Jimin’s seemed pure and innocent. Yoongi put the knife down on the table before analyzing the collar in front of him...

He didn’t know how to put it on..

So did Jimin..

“Um..”, Yoongi hummed, “should we call Hoseok and Seokjin?”

“Mhm”, Jimin cutely nodded. He was about to get up from Yoongi’s lap to get them until Seokjin came back from the backyard.

Seokjin stopped humming a song he was singing and looked at the hybrids, Jimin currently on Yoongi’s lap. “Did I...walk in on something I wasn’t supposed to?”

“No, but our collars came and we don’t know how to put them on”, Yoongi showed him his collar, Jimin holding his in the palm of his hands.

Seokjin giggled a bit, finding the situation all adorable, “I’ll help”. Yoongi and Jimin stood up from the couch and approached Seokjin with the collars in hand. Jimin stood shyly in front of Seokjin, handing him his baby pink collar. Seokjin didn’t get to see their customizations so when he noticed that Jimin’s collar was pink with heart cut outs, he wanted to pinch Jimin’s cheeks. He motioned him to turn around, which Jimin complied to, so that he could wrap it around his neck. Seokjin pulled the leather through the belt buckle, “tell me when to stop.”

Jimin felt the leather slowly closing around his neck, comfortably at first but he didn’t tell Seokjin to stop. He kept pulling and pulling, making Seokjin concerned. “..Stop..”, Jimin shakily breathed, the collar was tight enough around his neck to fit comfortably but also feels like there was a hand wrapped around his throat. Jimin is sexually deprived so anything works at this point. “Thank you hyung”, he gave Seokjin a small smile. his face burning.

Seokjin noticed that there was an engraving on the metal circle that hung from his collar, it read ‘Park Jimin, Owners: Jung Hoseok and Kim Seokjin’. It made Seokjin smile if anything. They heard footsteps coming down the stairs, it was both Hoseok and Taehyung. They were talking about something, “oh Taehyung, I didn’t know you were here”

“Hi hyung”, Taehyung greeted before motioning to the door, “I’ll get more guns”

“Oh-um, alright”, Hoseok furrowed his brows before noticing the three people standing in the middle of the living room, “did the collars come?”

“Mhm”, Yoongi responded, showing him his, “Seokjin hyung is about to put on mines”

Seokjin now motioned Yoongi to turn around and did the same actions that he did for Jimin. Hoseok had approached the younger, looking at how the pink complimented his complexion. “Very cute Jiminie”, Hoseok noticed the eye smile Jimin gave him, it always warmed his heart. Hoseok heard small mumbles from Yoongi as he responded to Seokjin, soon after Yoongi moved from Seokjin to show off his collar. Like his hair, the dark color contrasted from his pale complexion. It made him look arcane. “You look..handsome, Yoongi hyung”

He was beguiled by his etherealness.

The panther blushed, shielding his face, “thank you”. Jimin gushed over how cute Yoongi was being, Yoongi trying to deny his comments of him being cute.

“Now that you have you collars, you don’t have to hide your ears”, Hoseok clapped, “since you two are dressed, you have to go to the tattoo parlor. The appointment is in 30 minutes”

“We should go now then”, Jimin bounced up and down slightly, still excited about his collars. He grabbed Seokjin’s shirt sleeve and pulled him, “hyung, let’s go”

“Okay, okay calm down”, Seokjin chuckled

Yoongi watched as Jimin pulled Seokjin to the door, “can you tell Jiminie likes Seokjin hyung?”, he asked Hoseok, not removing his eyes off his friend.

“Can you tell Seokjin hyung likes Jimin?”, Hoseok countered back

“Fair enough”, Yoongi nodded, he started walking past until Hoseok grabbed onto his wrist. He looked at Hoseok confused.

Hoseok became appalled at his own actions. Instead of making the ambiance more awkward, he pulled Yoongi in for a hug, softly running his fingers through his hair. “If anything bad happens, tell Seokjin. He’ll deal with them.”

“I-I will”, Yoongi wrapped his arms around Hoseok’s waist, indulging in the embrace.

Jimin and Seokjin stared at the scene happening from the doorway, “do you know that hyung likes Hoseok hyung?”

“Did you know that Hoseok likes Yoongi-ah?”, Seokjin put on his crisp white gloves, adjusting it over his hands, “but we didn’t hear this from each other”

“What are we talking about?”, Jimin winked at Seokjin, making the older gush.

Why did he have to be so damn cute?

They saw how Yoongi finally let go on Hoseok and waddled over to them, confused as to why those suspicious smiles crept on their faces. Seokjin opened the door for them to walk out, leading them to the car. Considering Jungkook was busy tending to Taehyung’s clothes, Jimin informed the elder beforehand, Seokjin waited for Hoseok to open the gate. As soon as it opened, he drove down the grainy pavement.

“Hyung”, Yoongi uttered, Seokjin hummed, telling that he was listening, “did you ear piercings hurt?”

Seokjin shook his head, “I didn’t feel anything. Even if I did, it felt like a tiny pinch. I had a couple when I was younger but toned it down to two hoops after I became a butler”, Seokjin reminisced, “it wasn’t good for my image”

“I bet you looked so handsome with them”, Jimin complimented, touching his ears.

“What am I now?”, Seokjin gawked

“Gorgeously handsome”, Seokjin’s ego went up a bit, “but Yoongi hyung is too, just a little more than you”, like Namjoon said...hybrids don’t lie.

Seokjin heard Yoongi thank Jimin for the compliment, playing with the sleeves of his shirt, “what were you before you became a butler?”, Yoongi questioned

“A boxer. I still box, only on the weekends and when I get home”

“What’s that?”, Jimin agog. He currently rested his head on Yoongi’s shoulder while their fingers were intertwined.

“It’s a type of combat where I beat up dangerous people with my fists. But I only do that if the situation is serious.”

“That’s why Hoseok said to call you in case of help”, Yoongi realized, “that’s nice to know.”

“Is it?”, Seokjin chuckled, “I guess it is always good to have some sort of combat to protect you”

The car ride to the tattoo parlor became mostly quiet. Seokjin did play music for the hybrids to listen to, they frequently asked questions about it. Questions like ‘who is the artist?’ and ‘what genre is this?’, they seemed to lean more towards a specific type they liked. Yoongi was more into R&B and Rap while Jimin liked more of the Pop and Indie artists. They seemed to like music a lot but who wouldn’t?

Shortly after, they pulled up to the tattoo parlor, it didn’t seem to be busy as they thought. There was one person getting a tattoo in a room to their left, the sounds of buzzing softly filled the room. Seokjin walked up to the receptionist, Yoongi and Jimin closely following behind him.

“Hello, I booked an appointment for piercings for two?”, Seokjin informed the female working behind the counter. She had sleeve tattoos, some on her neck, and a few piercing on her face. If Seokjin wasn’t a butler, this would be him.

“Alright, and your name?”, her voice sounded rather bubbly, completely different from how she looked.

“Kim Seokjin”, she typed it into the computer, easily finding his name.

On a clipboard, she attached a contract for him to sign that they are informed with the risks of getting pierced/tattoos, the consent to give them these piercings/tattoos, that they are not under the influence, etc. Seokjin had signed the waver under both Yoongi and Jimin’s name followed by his own.

“I see that they are both hybrids, would you like me to get a hybrid piercer?”, the young female asked Seokjin. Seokjin didn’t know how to answer that so he looked at the hybrids instead, seeing how they would feel about it.

“, it doesn’t matter”, Yoongi assured the worker, the lady just nodded her head and pressed a button under her desk.

At first, Seokjin thought she signaled the cops until he noticed a red light above a room with a black curtain covering it came on. “Please go into that room with the clipboard, a piercer will be with you soon”

Seokjin bowed and gestured the hybrids to follow him, pushing the curtain out the way the room seemed to be very spacious. There was a bed-like table in the middle of the room followed by some chair for the visitors. Scattered on the walls there were two sections, placements for tattoos and placements for piercings. Yoongi and Jimin scanned their eyes across the piercing section, looking preferably at the ears and nipple piercings. Seokjin sat down and patiently waited for the piercer to enter the room.

“Are you both planning on getting all of them at once?”, Seokjin questioned the hybrids who were very into the piercings

“Mhm”, Jimin responded not taking his eyes off the wall

“Namjoon mentioned that you wouldn’t have to wait for it to heal for so long as you two are hybrids so healing usually happens fast when you have energy”

“How long will the healing process take?”, Yoongi butted in but got derailed as the piercer came rolling in with his cart of tools.

“Since you’re hybrids, it should take approximately one hour.”, a piercer informed the hybrids, they wore a beanie with a cute little avocado patch on it. They also had one sleeve covered in tattoos and tiny ones on their face, they had several piercing in their face and collarbone area. The part that stuck out the most was the short tail that hung from their backside, “i’d know because i’m a Calcio hybrid”

“Hello Calcio hybrid”, Jimin bowed slightly, “I’m a Jaguar and Yoongi hyung is a Panther”

The Calcio hybrid rose his eyebrows, “well aren’t you two high up the hierarchy list?”, they made light of the situation, making Jimin giggle, “My name is Deok, my co workers calls me Deok Bokee”

That pun made Seokjin chuckle, it was clever he must say. Seokjin handed them the clipboard, Deok gladly accepting it.

“So if I may ask, who wants to get pierced first?”, Deok pulled on his black latex gloves, unpacking a new set of needles and several temporary piercings.

Jimin and Yoongi discusses in the car earlier who would go first, Jimin nominated himself as he wanted to get the pain out of the way. He sat himself on the bed with his hands intertwined on his lap, Yoongi taking a seat next to Seokjin.

Deok came with a marker, “what piercings would you like?”. Jimin had turned around to the wall and pointed at a few, telling him that which ones he wanted on which ear before pointing to the last one which were the nipples. “Well damn. How high is your pain tolerance?”

“What does that mean?”

“Can I pinch you?”

“Um? Okay?”, Jimin put out his arm for Deok to pinch, when he did, Jimin yelped.

“Seems very low, wasn’t that hard”, he mumbled to himself, “since you have a low pain tolerance, it might hurt when I impale you but it’ll go away soon after. You have to worry about it for only an hour anyway.”, Jimin nodded to his words, still rubbing his arm.

Deok sterilized his ear before he marked the areas that Jimin said he wanted pierced, Jimin’s ear twitched slightly when ever the marker touched the inside of his ear. He gave Jimin a mirror as he grabbed clamps and a needle, positioning the clamp over the lowest mark on his left ear, “are you ready?”

Jimin nodded, too scared to make a sound. Deok carefully placed the needle on top of the area before pushing it through his ear completely.

Jimin felt like punching something.

A single tear came out of his eye before he shakily sighed, “You did better than I thought you would. You okay?”, Deok comforted him, grabbing a hoop piercing, replacing the needle. He enclosed it before discarding the used needle.

“Mhm”, Jimin uttered, admiring his new jewelry.

“Only have to do this four more times before getting to your buds”

The next four more times were like hell. Jimin was on the verge of sobbing, Yoongi tried comforting him but it didn’t seem to work. Yoongi even promised to baby the younger when they reached home. Thankfully the ears were over.

“Would you like to take a break?”, Deok disposed of the fifth needle, Jimin shook his head. Deok understood, “please lift up your shirt”, he instructed.

Jimin raised the hem of his shirt above his chest, revealing his dark rose colored nipples. Seokjin’s eyes preyed on Jimin’s torso, sculpting into the slight muscle indents. Jimin had noticed him staring and raised his shirt more. Deok carefully sterlized and clamped over Jimin right nipple and marked before repeating the steps to his left. He motioned for Jimin to lay down, which he complied to. Deok grabbed another needle, still clamped onto his left nipple.

“Breathe in deep”, Deok instructed, positioning the needle again. Jimin did as he was told, “breathe out now”, once he did, Deok had pushed the needle through the thick tissue. Jimin had mewled in pain, making both Yoongi and Seokjin frown. “You did amazing, only one more left okay?”, Jimin wore a sad face, nodding. Deok had repeated the actions to his right nipple, it equally hurt more the last one. Before it started to feel tender, Deok applied some Vaseline around the metal bars. “See? You’re all done”

Jimin sat up sniffling, pulling his shirt down carefully, “how is this supposed to make me more sensitive? It hurt”, Jimin rubbed his eyes, tears welling it.

“Oh it does, believe me”, Deok reassured him, “I have mines done”

Jimin believed him, hopping off the bed and walking to Yoongi. Yoongi got up from his seat and placed kisses all over Jimin’s face before placing ones on his lips, “You did amazing, they look great on you”

Jimin smiled softly, exchanging his seat for Yoongi’s. Now it was the panther’s turn, “how’s your pain tolerance?”

“I guess it’s somewhat high. Unless you’re trying to beat me up”, Yoongi blatantly commented, it made Deok raise an eyebrow.

“I won’t be needing to”, Deok awkwardly chuckled, changing into a new pair of black latex gloves, “what would you like now?”

Yoongi looked at the wall, reading the names of their piercings, “double helix and two bottom lobe on my right, three bottom on my left lobe, and nipple piercings”

“You two go all out”, Deok unwrapped new needles, “I like that”

The piercer marked out his ear piercings, Yoongi closed his eyes, feeling tranquility. Deok informed him that he was going to insert the needle. When he felt the sharp object go through his lobe, he scrunched his nose. He felt the pressure but it did feel like a mere pinch. He saw the expression on Jimin’s face, shocked displayed. Deok happened to be surprised, commenting how well Yoongi did. The other six piercings went by with a breeze, Yoongi did contort his face a bit to the pressure but it didn’t hurt like he expected it.

“Lift up your shirt”, marker in hand, Deok watched as Yoongi lifted his shirt up over his chest. The color of his nipples were a baby pink hue, lighter than Jimin’s collar. It left Seokjin breathless. He has seen the hybrid naked before but he was covered in bruises when they met. Deok marked the placements horizontally on both of them before ordering him to lay down. He clamped down on it, “breathe in”

Once Yoongi exhaled and felt the metal go through the muscle, he released the tension in his shoulders, “fuck..”. Deok had laughed at how adorable his little ‘fuck’ was. The next one went in and Yoongi remained tranquil, the sharpness only hurt for a tiny bit but it went away soon after. Deok put some Vaseline on his nipples, when Yoongi stood up, almost falling down. He didn’t feel his legs for quite a bit. Jimin pinched his cheeks, calling him cute.

“I’d usually give instructions on how to take care of it but they’re hybrids, it’ll heal. I advise to stay away from bumping into anything as it will hurt. Worse than actually getting the piercing.”, Deok warned them, disposing of his gloves. He held the clipboard, signing his name on it while checking what piercing they received. “Please bring this back to noona, have a nice day.”

“You too”, Seokjin bowed, the hybrids following after.

They brought the clipboard up to the female at the counter, she asked if the experience was new. Of course they can’t lie so they said yes which she giggled to.

“You get use to it after several times but I guess I shouldn’t be saying that”, she referred to the fact that they received 16 piercings in all, “your total will be $310”.

Seokjin had reached for Hoseok’s card from his wallet and swiping away, the card obvious getting approved. The female was stunned but didn’t act out, she wished them a good day before they left.

“My ears kinda ache”, Jimin tried to wiggle his ear but the slightest move hurt him, “ow!”

“My nipples are the ones that ache”, Yoongi scoffed, wanted to rub them.

It’ll all be over in an hour”, Seokjin opened the back door for them to enter, getting into the drivers seat soon after, “would you like ice cream to forget about it?”

“What’s that?”, Yoongi tilted his head.

Of course they didn’t know what it was.

“You have special hooks for these things?”, Hoseok sat on the floor, watching Taehyung nail the hooks on to the attic wall, “I thought you would have those fancy hidden wall displays”

“Well I can’t exactly have them lying on the ground”, Taehyung grunted, placing a very large sniper on the hooks before nailing another row of them, “plus, I couldn’t afford those hidden wall displays”

Hoseok became bewildered, “I gave you one million every time I needed you, how was that not enough?”

Taehyung looked his straight in the eyes, uncocking his shotgun. “What do you think?”, making sure he put the safety on,

“They shouldn’t cost that much”

“Try purchasing the best ones on the black market, you can’t just get a lousy one. Not only that but you need the magazines and the ammunition. You need cases in order to carry them on missions. I also needed melee weapons because what if someone tried to run up on me? You need scopes and silencer-“

“Okay okay, I’m sorry”, Hoseok knows Taehyung doesn’t speak much but he doesn’t like getting scolded, “if you’d like, I can get one built for you up here”

Taehyung stopped nailing the hooks, “really?”


He stood quiet for a minute before resuming his actions, “alright. I accept it.”

“Just give me a month, I’m lazy to make an appointment”, Hoseok picked up something that resembled a ninja star, “oh cool, Naruto”

“No!”, Taehyung dropped the hammer once he heard a click activate. He snatched the device and punched the attic’s glass window, throwing it for out far. Hoseok was startled at the fact that Taehyung punched the glass until he heard a loud explosion.

He almost killed them.

Hoseok hurried to look out the window to see far away a smoke cloud building up. “Hyung, please don’t touch anything.”

“Again, I’m so sorry”, he noticed Taehyung’s hand was bleeding, “oh my goodness, let’s get this cleaned up.”

“Barely felt it..”, Taehyung mumbled to himself, cautiously going down the ladder to second floor.

Hoseok led him to the bathroom, placing his hand over the sink. He ran cold water, “put your hand under it”. Water doesn’t usually hurt when on wounds but there happened to be some glass shards in his hand. He scrunched his face at the feeling as Hoseok retrieved the first aid kit from the medicine cabinet. “Do you have glass in it?”


Hoseok grabbed a small towel hanging from the towel rack and placed Taehyung’s injured hand on it. He noticed small shards glistening in the light, “I should’ve know not to touch anything”, Hoseok scolded himself, grabbing a tweezer.

“Curiosity kills a cat”, Taehyung muttered emotionless, he’d usually say that phrase was ironic but he lets it go.

Hoseok started discarding pieces of glass from Taehyung’s hand, trying to see if there were any lacerations. Thankfully there were none. “So...since you mentioned that you spent most of the weapons, what did you do with the rest?”, Hoseok grimaced when he took out a shard from in between his knuckles.

“Food, clothes, basic necessities. Sometimes I’d buy new targets to try out new weapons that I bought because I’d go on a rampage.”, Taehyung’s face contorted a bit when Hoseok poured rubbing alcohol over his hand. Most of the injured where scratches from the glass scraping against it. “Burns like a bitch.”

“You’ll be okay”, Hoseok light heartedly chuckled, “but all these years passed, didn’t you ever feel alone?”

“I usually like being alone. You’re born alone, you die alone. I admit there were sometimes I wish I could to someone to talk to”

Hoseok proceeded to wrap his hand in a bandage putting gauzes around his injures, “how come you never called me?”

“You mostly called me for protection, even if you did call me it would usually last around 5 minutes because you ended up being busy soon after”

The bathroom stayed silent for the next 5 minutes as Hoseok tended to his wounds, he didn’t know what to say exactly because Taehyung was completely right.

Hoseok started to feel like a dickhead. Why hasn’t he asked Taehyung how he was doing or checked up more often? “Well I’m sorry... did you at least call Jungkook to keep you company?”

“Oh please”,Taehyung scoffed, “all he wants to do is make me join his polyamorous relationship with Namjoon and himself”

“I forgot they were a thing for a second..”, Hoseok ripped the end of the bandage and secured it with hooks. “Maybe try and talk to him?”

“No”, Taehyung clenched his hand into a fist before releasing the tension, seeing if it was too tight, “I’d rather kill myself”.

Famous last words.

“Well, instead of killing yourself, I say still try to talk to him. I feel like you two would bond over a game of Overwatch.”

“Overwatch?”, Taehyung followed Hoseok downstairs, he’d have to continue the weapons later, “what’s that?”

“It’s a shooting game, Jungkook claims he’s good at it but I haven’t exactly seen it for myself”

“Shooting...maybe I’ll try this game”, Taehyung considered before excusing himself. He walked to his bed room down the hall, it was very different than his old run down house.

The walls were a shade on lilac purple, almost like all the rooms in the house except the main areas like the living room and dining area. A dresser with a gigantic mirror attached to it stood tall in front of his bed, yet again like all the rooms except Hoseok’s considering his was the master bedroom. In the middle of the room was his king sized bed, had 5 plush pillows, new crisp white sheets, and a soft raven colored blanket on top, curtesy of Seokjin. The floor was made up of wooden tiles, the windows had a white linen curtains that draped almost to the floor. On the left side of the room was his own personal bathroom; the almost of plumbing in this mansion was crazy. On his right, a walk in closet. Taehyung didn’t know how to deal with all this luxury. As soon as he closed his room door, Jungkook had walked out of closet with three empty boxes.

“Hyung, I just finished hanging up your things. Would you like me to do anything else for you?”, Jungkook offered, placing the boxes on his bed momentarily. He looked down to see his bandaged right hand, “what happened to your hand?”

“Punched a window”


“Overwatch...lets play it”, Taehyung stared him straight in the eyes, the younger confused

“That was very random”, Jungkook admitted, “I don’t have the console to even play. And besides, I know you an assassin or whatever but..”, Jungkook picked up the boxes again before walking to Taehyung, “I don’t think you like losing”, he cockily stated.

Taehyung dislikes cocky people, “No, I don’t.”

“We’ll play some time”, Jungkook smiled, showing his eye smile. Taehyung wasn’t phased at all..

Okay well-

The gate bell rung again, “Jungkook, the mailman”, Hoseok yelled from the kitchen, he decided to make everyone lunch when they come home. He got startled when Jungkook ran past the kitchen the empty boxes in hand. As soon as Jungkook left the house, Taehyung walked into the kitchen, “hello again, want some coffee?”

“No, I don’t like it”, Taehyung respectfully decline, “Jungkook said I’d lose to him in a game.”

“He says that to everyone when they play with him the first time. When he loses, he sulks. Don’t listen to him”, Hoseok verified, “you like ham?”

“Yes”, Taehyung went to the fridge until he heard the door bell ring frantically. Immediately, he pulled out a handgun that he had tucked away in the back of his pants. Walking to the door, he looked through the peephole. It was a distressed Jungkook holding a gigantic box in his hand, “It’s Kook.”

Opening the door, Jungkook walked inside the mansion in a squatting position. He struggled to carry the box inside, “Damn, hyung. What the fuck is in this box?”. Hoseok bellowed a laugh watching Jungkook bring the package to the dining table.

“Yoongi’s and Jimin’s sex toys”, he wiped a tear from his eye before continuing to cut the cucumber, “don’t place it on the table, bring it to the living room.”

Jungkook groaned dramatically as he placed it on the living room table. “why do they need so much sex toys?”

“Heats, milking, if they’re bored, if they have sex with themselves”, Hoseok stopped chopping to look at Jungkook, “why didn’t you ask the mailman to dolly it in?”

“I wanted to show Taehyung how strong I was”, the maknae admitted, panting.

“You sure showed me”, Taehyung sarcastically stated as he put the gun back in its place, going back to the fridge to retrieve something.

“I’ll go back to my stand”, Jungkook stumbled out the door, “see you later..”, he mumbled as he exited.

“Every time that kid leaves my house, he sounds like he went through a traumatic event..”, Hoseok pondered.

“When was the first time?”, Taehyung leaned against the counter next to Hoseok.

“When he milked Yoongi”


“I’m surprised you’re not weirded out by it”

“Why would I be? It’s a normal hybrid thing”, Taehyung shrugged.

“Not wrong about that”, Hoseok place all the chopped up cucumber into a bowl, grabbing pieces of ham to cut up, “why don’t you go do something like watch a movie? You don’t have to stand around me.”

“I wasn’t trying to”, Hoseok knows it wasn’t supposed to come off rude but he felt HUR-

The front door opened, Taehyung’s first instinct again was to grab his gun until he saw a hyperactive feline jumping up in down. “It was amazing, I want more”, Jimin swung Seokjin and Yoongi’s arms by their sleeves.

“Not right now. We don’t even have any here”, Seokjin stated, making the feline frown. “I’ll get some tomorrow, okay?”, Jimin happily smiled.

Jimin had noticed that Yoongi was next to him, instead beside Taehyung and Hoseok, “Your piercings look amazing Yoongi”, Hoseok complimented

“Thank you”, Yoongi still didn’t know how to take compliments, “what’s that?”

‘’Ham. Would you like to try it?”, Hoseok picked up a piece and gestured for Yoongi to open his mouth. When Yoongi tasted the meat, he seemed to like it a lot, “good?”

“Mhm”, Yoongi nodded, “Seokjin treated us to sweets, I didn’t mind it but Jimin seemed to love it.”

“You must like savory foods more”

“Seems like it”

“The sandwiches should be done in 10 minutes, I’m waiting for the eggs to finish boiling”, Hoseok placed all the cut up ham in a bowl.

“Alright”, Yoongi looked at Taehyung with a straight face, the younger mirroring his expression. He started sniffing the air, there was a copper smell coming from him. His hand was cut up, “how did you injure it?”

“Punched a window’’, Taehyung monotonously informed him


“Hyung activated a bomb and I had to get it out the house”

“Oh”, Yoongi looked down at his bandaged hand and held it. He brought it up to his lips and pecked it, “feel better”

Taehyung’s heart stopped for the first time in 9 years, that action too familiar to him..”oh…thank you hyung”

Jimin slid to the kitchen floor, “Yoongi, the toys are here! Taehyungie and Hoseok hyung, we want to show you them. Seokjin is already sitting at the couch.”

Yoongi and Taehyung started walking out the kitchen but Hoseok hesitated, “D-Do I have to?”

Yoongi sighed and waddled back to Hoseok, holding his hand and leading him to the living room. This was the first time they held hands and all Hoseok wanted to do was combust into a raging fire. His face burned as Yoongi sat him down on the left of Taehyung. The three men sat down in front of the hybrids who stood behind the table, box placed on top of it. Seokjin seemed to be interested, Taehyung relaxed back against the leather couch with his arms crossed, and Hoseok seemed awkward as if he wasn’t supposed to be witnessing any of this.

The box had been open with the help of Seokjin, “we wanted to surprise you or else it wouldn’t have been fun if you knew about it”, Jimin smiled innocently, how is that possible?

“Another reason as to why we’re opening it in front of you if like any of the stuff”, Yoongi blushed, boring his eyes at the box.

“Although this is mostly for Seokjin and Hoseok hyung, if you want to Taehyung..”, Jimin offered

“I’m good, just here for entertainment.”, Taehyung reassured him

“Okay!”, Jimin opened the box and pulled out 3 bottles of lube, you would think they were travel sized but it’s like 3 shampoo bottles of it, “one is strawberry scented, one is pineapple, and one is waterproof”

“Waterproof?”, Hoseok furrowed his brows.

“In case you’d want to do it in the shower. Regular lube washes away and it ends up being painful”, Yoongi grimaced at the memory, Hoseok slowly nodded his head.

Jimin took out medium sized box, he seemed very excited about this one. “It’s a vibrating wand!”

“Oh, I’ve seen those a lot”, Taehyung pondered, getting stares from both Hoseok and Seokjin, “..what?”

“I like these things a lot, we used to use it if we got heats during our training days. This one has 5 levels but 5 different settings”, Yoongi noted, he reached for something in the box himself. It was a lingerie set that was baby pink and had white stockings, “oh..this-“

“Yoongi picked this one for himself, I was so surprised. Because it was some other color besides black”, he gestured Yoongi to turn it around, when he did he blushed more, “the panty part has to back”Hoseok looked red like a tomato while Seokjin and Taehyung stayed composed. Yoongi picked out a whole lingerie set to wear, how were they not freaking out about this. Is Hoseok the only weird one here?

Yoongi shyly pulled out four buttplugs but only introduced two, “these are very important so pay attention. When we are in heats, hybrids like to stay full with cum. I don’t know how the opposite end but Jimin and I enjoy it.”

“I read that on Namjoon’s website”, Seokjin mentioned, Hoseok agreeing with him.

“We got two different types, normal and a vibrating one if we’re not too sensitive”

Jimin picked out a toy that Seokjin seemed to have know, “ that a chastity belt?”

“Mhm”, Jimin confirmed, Seokjin’s heart stopped.

Jimin’s going to actually give him a stroke.

“W-What’s that?”, Hoseok weary about it, “it looks medieval”

“It was made around that time”, Seokjin educated him, “it’s to restrict a person from having sex or playing with themselves. My question is why did you two want it?”

“In case you guys wanted to role play… or punish us nicely”, Jimin quietly added nicely, he doesn’t exactly like pain hence half an hour ago.

The list from there went on and on. They bought toys ranging from several dildos like vibrating ones and suction ones, to a whole sex machine.

Maybe that’s why Jungkook was struggling.

They even thought about Hoseok and Seokjin by getting them fleshlights. Seokjin thanked them, appreciating the gift while Hoseok flew to another dimension. Several more lingerie sets were in the box, Jimin had a striking black set like Yoongi’s. Surprisingly, they had paddles, rope, and cuffs. You would think after all they went through, they wouldn’t want toys associated with it. Yoongi and Jimin took out matching leashes, it was easier to put on unlike the collars they had one. Yoongi had demonstrated one of them Jimin, clipping it around his neck and hooking the actual leash onto the metal loops. Since Jimin’s customized collar wasn’t removed, it added more pressure. Jimin liked it.

He kneeled down and innocently looked up at Yoongi above him, this time Seokjin was the one to start blushing while Hoseok was long gone. Taehyung still has a straight face, boring his eyes into the felines in front of him. Yoongi tugged on the leash, raising Jimin up a bit, balancing himself on Yoongi’s thighs. The younger’s tail started to slowly wrap around his leg so to stop him, Yoongi detached the leash from around his neck and helped him to his feet. Blood rushed to Jimin’s cheeks and left a pink hue. After going through all of the items. Yoongi revealed a massive chest to store all the toys in

Yoongi and Jimin felt terrible that they didn’t get Taehyung anything as he only met them a few days ago, so instead on sulking over it, they gave him a tiny vibrating wand. It had rhinestones around it.

“I make sure to use this whenever I actually need to”, Taehyung examined the box and read to himself, “LR44H batteries..”

“Now we just need to put these all in the room..”, Jimin looked at all the items surrounding the living room, realization hitting him, “this is a lot of stuff”

“Would you like help?”, Seokjin placed his gift on the couch, standing up

“We can do everything, do you mind just carrying the machine?”, Yoongi carried the massive chest in his arms, it wasn’t heavy as it was empty but knowing the amount of items they have..

“I might as well help too, the guns can wait”, Taehyung stood up, revealing his hand to Jimin and Seokjin who has just noticed it.

“Tae! What happened?”, Jimin rushed over and carefully held his hand, his ears fell flat on his head as tears welled in his eyes.

“I punched a window, it’s not that serious.”, Taehyung reassured him, Jimin couldn’t help but soft swipe his thumb over the bandaged area. Another action too familiar to Taehyung..

“What window?”, Seokjin frowned, “and why?”

“Hyung accidentally set off s bomb and I had to dispose of it. We were in the attic”, everyone stared at Hoseok who tried to hide his face.

“It was by accident”, his words muffled into the pillows on the couch. Seokjin sighed deeply, carrying the machine before leading Taehyung and the hybrids to the room. Hoseok noticed he was alone and sunk into the couch...

“The eggs!”

“Is there a schedule for tomorrow?”, Hoseok and Seokjin were currently seated at the dining table, Hoseok scrolled over emails sent from companies wanting to team up with his fathers. It’s currently 11 at night, everyone is asleep and Seokjin about to head home himself.

“You have a meeting to attend to for J&M Corporations”, Seokjin swiped down his tablet, “it’s at 10 in the morning”

“I hate attending those meetings,”, Hoseok showed his abhorrence through facial features, “they’re all old people who don’t like listening to my opinion so why am I there?”

“So that when your father passes, you can bequest the company. You and I both know you wouldn’t want your step mother inheriting it”, Seokjin knew how covetous Hoseok’s step mother is, Hoseok appeared doteful.

“Sadly”, Hoseok shut his laptop, “you can go home early, make sure to get enough rest”.

Seokjin stood up, tablet in hand, “Be ready on time”, the elder bowed before taking his leave.

Hoseok really didn’t want to attend the meeting, they’re all old prunes who talk about stocks and bonds. Of course Hoseok knows about it, he has to, but they also make new products to increase value in their company. Whenever Hoseok has an idea. they throw it out the window and rely on something else. Although it does work, he would like to be included. If anything, he’d rather take the hybrids out somewhere special.

All he hopes is that the meeting flies by fast, he can’t stand staying for too long. Thinking about all this now isn’t going to help him now. Taking his laptop, he vocalized a goodnight to everyone in the house although they were asleep. Well, everyone so far except Taehyung.

Taehyung stepped out of his bathroom and into his wide room, his reflection mirroring his movements, fresh clothes resting on the dresser. A smaller towel used to dry his hair while a larger one wrapped around his hips, his chest quite toned but not extreme like some body builder. He had made sure not to get his bandages wet so instead of wrapping it in plastic like a normal person would, he raised it into the air the whole time he showered. Taehyung sat on his bed, looking at himself in the mirror was he towel dried his hair. He thought about dyeing it brown to not stick out as much in case he got followed but then again, he wouldn’t know when that would be.

As Taehyung reached for his clothes, his personal cellphone rang. It alarmed him as the only contacts he has are his hyungs and Jungkook’s. Reaching for it, he noticed the there was no caller ID, just ‘Unknown Caller’. Usually whenever he received call like that, it would be a telemarketer so of course he ignored it. Dropping his towels on the dresser, Taehyung quickly dressed himself in a black T-shirt and sweats. Hoseok offered to buy him new clothes, although he didn’t really need it, he gladly took the offer. He threw the towels in the hamper and grabbed his phone when all of a sudden it rang again, ‘Unknown Caller’ flashed on the screen.

He decided to answer the call, “Hello?”

“Tango, Tango, Echo, Oscar, Kilo-“

It’s a code! Taehyung did have pen or paper lying around so he quickly put the call on speaker and went to the notes application, typing whatever the machine was saying.

“Bravo, Oscar, Kilo, Kilo, India.”, the call went to dial tone after that. Taehyung hung up on his end and aligned the codes.

“T..t..i...Tteokbokki?”, He furrowed his eyebrows, why would a telemarketer call him just to spell out Tteokbokki in a NATO phonetic alphabet?

His suspicions were up in the air, it didn’t add up. He’d have to trace it when he wakes up in the morning. Probably some damn prank call.


Chapter Text

An hour of sleep. Only one whole hour of sleep Yoongi received. For some reason, last night he couldn’t sleep. He helped Jimin drift off by playing with his hair and caressing his body like he usually did for the feline to rest but after that, he had gotten up to go and watch some shows without Jimin. It was quite nice to have time to himself but he did feel rather lonely. Yoongi had to make sure not to wake Jimin up as the Jaguar is a light sleeper, anything could wake him up.
Yoongi started feeling tired around 9 in the morning until he heard the door open. His ears stood up, turning around to look towards it. Yoongi ducked a bit below the couch, hearing keys and soft breathing. Once he noticed that it was Seokjin, he relaxed. The elder whistled a tune to himself, seemingly refreshed.

Before he saw Yoongi.

“You scared me”, Seokjin dramatically leaned against the table, hand on his chest, “why are you up so early? It’s not bad of course but it’s unusual of you”

“Couldn’t sleep”, Yoongi kneeled up from his position on the couch, his tail uncurled itself from his waist, standing tall behind him. “Been up since midnight”

“That’s terrible”, Seokjin frowned, taking his jacket off, “you need to go get some rest”

“I honestly was about to before you walked in”, Yoongi turned off the television and stretched his arms in the air, his over sized silk pajamas barely making it over his waist line. The pajama set made both him and Jimin look like they were drowning in fabric.

Yoongi had started walking in the direction of his room until Seokjin stopped him, “actually before you head to your room, can you quickly go check if Hoseok is up? We have a meeting to attend.”

Yoongi nodded lightly before heading up the carpeted stairs, thankfully it wasn’t creaky like his former owners house. The sound always made Yoongi’s teeth feel rusty and ache although it didn’t. He strolled up to the door on the right, Hoseok’s master bedroom. Slotting it open a bit, Yoongi peeked inside to view his room. It was way bigger than he anticipated, maybe a size or two bigger than the guest rooms. There was a chandelier hanging right above his bed, Yoongi truthfully astonished. Instead of remaining star struck, he remembered that he had to wake Hoseok up.

Waddling to the opposite side of where Hoseok laid, he opened his mouth to speak when he suddenly didn’t have the strength to anymore. Hoseok didn’t have a shirt on, just a necklace around his neck. The blanket stopped right above his belly button, revealing his stature. The male’s torso almost sharply chiseled, it looked soft but you can completely tell muscle was built there. His fading orange hair tossed around with some covering his eyes while his lips parted slightly. Yoongi felt something tingle inside of him. It was the first time he’s been in this situation with Hoseok.

Hoseok seemed to have been holding a pillow before going to sleep, as it was know being held in only one hand. Yoongi felt like a peeping tom for watching Hoseok sleep, the panther swore he drooled a bit.

For the second time already, he mentally slapped himself out of his trance and pulled the pillow out of his hand. “Hoseok, wake up. You have an appointment”, Yoongi spoke softly. No response. Yoongi shook the bed a bit with his hands, “Hoseok-ah”. Yet again, no response. Yoongi frowned, he took off his slippers and carefully hopped on the bed. He crawled to Hoseok, placing a hand on his arm while the other balanced to hold him up, “Hoseok-“

Yoongi cut off as Hoseok’s hand lightly gripped his wrist. Hoseok subconsciously pulled Yoongi down to his chest, swinging a leg over the older’s. Yoongi has never felt his face heat up so fast in his life, his nose currently stuck near the junction of Hoseok’s neck and shoulder. Yoongi never noticed Hoseok’s scent. The younger smelt like subtle vanilla bean, a delicate scent that Yoongi seemed to enjoy very much. He hesitantly wrapped his arms around Hoseok’s bare torso, the taller tightening in grip. Not too suffocating but close enough that Yoongi couldn’t budge.

Yoongi indulged in this moment, taking his time to relish the aroma of Hoseok. The warmth his sun kissed skin emitted against Yoongi usual cold one. The feeling of security as he pieced himself still inside of Hoseok’s arms. Maybe he could fall asleep here instead. He almost forgot Hoseok had a whole appointment to go to because he enjoyed himself too much. Was it really that important anyway? All of a sudden, the younger mumbled.

“Soft...”, was all he said. Yoongi welded his husky voice inside of his mind. If that’s what he sounded like every morning, Yoongi wouldn’t mind waking up to it everyday. It sounded like the baritone vocals from someone of a jazz band, his voice representing the instrument of a cello. Yoongi honestly started drifting off, willing to not lay back next to Jimin to enjoy this moment.

“Yoongi?”, It was Seokjin, he didn’t have to turn around, he couldn’t anyway, “I know I told you to check up on him but I wasn’t expecting this way”, he chuckled light heartily.

“This kinda just happened, he pulled me down to him”, Yoongi managed to muffle against Hoseok’s chest.

“Well, please actually get him up if you don’t mind. This meeting is kind of important”, Seokjin informed him sweetly, leaving the room.

Even though Yoongi really enjoyed this experience, he didn’t want to upset Seokjin. Yoongi exhaled deeply before poking his chest really hard, making Hoseok hiss a bit, “Hoseok, wake up”.

The orange haired male opened his eyes softly, rubbing it a bit. He didn’t realize Yoongi was embraced in his arms until he saw ears flick. That’s when he looked down to see Yoongi’s lit up eyes staring into his...

And his leg around Yoongi’s bottom half...

And the fact that he’s holding Yoongi in his arms while he’s half naked...


Hoseok’s eyes flew open as he practically threw himself off the bed, thudding onto the ground. The blanket went with him. “Fuck!”

Yoongi scrambled to the end of the bed with a worried look, “are you okay?”

“Yeah...oh shit!”, Hoseok quickly stood up, the blanket falling off on his waist. It revealed his plain white boxers. Yoongi instantly looked down and his eyes grew, Hoseok definitely packed big.


Hoseok’s hands flew down to cover whatever dignity he had left, “Um, no offense but why are you here? Like you’re allowed to be here but what..?”, Hoseok’s voice still earthy.

“Seokjin hyung told me to wake you up”, Yoongi tried to look past Hoseok’s hands as if he posed x-ray vision to see his outline, “you seem pretty big, are you soft?”

“What kind of..?” Hoseok darted his eyes everywhere around the room. He tried to avoid the feeling of Yoongi’s eyes boring into him. Hoseok closed his eyes and inhaled, “yes I am.”


To make the situation less awkward, as if he even had the capability of doing such means, Hoseok thanked him. “I appreciate you waking me up, seriously. But since I’m up, I have to start getting ready.”, Hoseok carefully kept one hand over his clothed cock before gesturing to the door, politely signaling Yoongi to leave.

Yoongi innocently nodded, hopping off the bed and putting his slippers back on. His blush very prominent on his face, “hope the meeting goes well”, Yoongi cheered, leaving Hoseok in a state of relief.

Hoseok rubbed his hands over his face, groaning into it. He shouldn’t be shy of showing his body to Yoongi, especially since they have to have sex in 2 months and a few weeks. Hoseok patted his face, eyeing the digital alarm clock. “It’s only 9:10am... Oh shit!”

Yoongi patted his feet down the stairs, he noticed that Seokjin sat at the dining table. With a tablet in hand, he read the schedule and presentation to himself. “He’s up.”

Seokjin flicked his head towards Yoongi, who has just reached downstairs. He started heading towards his room, “thank you. Make sure to get rest. If you need food, there’s food in the fridge to heat up in case you’re hungry when you wake up.”

“Thank you hyung”, Yoongi yawned, slowly opening his and Jimin’s shared bedroom, tip toeing inside before closing the door.

Taehyung woke up, unusually more relaxed than his previous sleeps. Maybe it’s because the bed wasn’t hard like a rock whenever he slept against it. Taehyung could barely make out his own reflection in the mirror. Mirroring him was a blurry male with blonde hair dressed in all black. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, attempting to regain his vision back. Planting his feet on the ground, he steadily walked to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. Although he had nothing planned to do today, maybe he could speak with Hoseok and Seokjin; even the hybrids. First time he could actually socialize with people.

But of course, as soon as he walked down the hallway and into the dining room area, Jungkook stood talking with Seokjin. If only he could turn back and sleep a little bit more, Taehyung could’ve avoided the maknae. Instead, Taehyung received a happy expression but he himself couldn’t give that same energy.

“Hyung! You’re up”, Jungkook took off the backpack he wore and pulled out a console, “I brought Overwatch!”

“I know I offered but don’t you have a job to do?”, Taehyung raised his eyebrow, “my hand is still bandaged by the way”

“There isn’t any packages coming plus Seokjin and Hoseok are going to a meeting”, Jungkook placed the console on the table, taking out the wires and controller.

“So why aren’t you at Namjoon’s house?”

“That’s what I’m saying. We don’t need him to take care of the hybrids because you are here”, Seokjin baffled, “are you sure you don’t want to go home?”

Jungkook frowned, “I mean, Namjoon is at work. I really just wanted to hang out with hyung”, he pouted.

Gross. Taehyung hated anything “cute” this male tried to portray.

“We can even bet something to make it fun.”, Jungkook tried to coax Taehyung, who was never phased by the younger.

“As in if I win, I shoot you?”

“Well, no”, Jungkook repulsed by the idea, “we can talk about it later. Come play”, the younger ran over to the living room area to start plugging in the system.

“He completely disregarded your hand”, Seokjin scoffed, he’ll never understand the younger. “Where is Hoseok? We’re going to be late if he isn’t up.”

Taehyung shrugged, waltzing into the kitchen to pour a cup of apple juice. He still hasn’t settled with the luxury of this house compared to his old one so seeing a fridge stocked with food, appliances like dishwashers and tiled flooring were new to him. As soon as he walked back to the dining area, Hoseok stood in front of Seokjin, frantically moving and speaking.

“I thought I set the alarm an hour before, I apologize”, Hoseok did the last button, his hair still a mess but he looked alright for a meeting at least. “Oh, good morning Taehyung”

“Morning”, He rose his glass, rolling his eyes when he saw Jungkook beckoning him to sit next to him.

“I can do my hair in the car, let’s go”, Hoseok grabbed his black blazer after tucking his black shirt combo. He quickly told the boys that they’ll be back within a few hours, they ignored him. His heart-

Walking outside, Seokjin took out the car keys from his pocket and unlocked his car. “You know, I sent Yoongi because I thought it would be easier for you to get ready.”, Seokjin admitted, plopping down in the drivers seat. He carefully placed the suitcase in the back seat while Hoseok sat in the passenger.

“That’s one way to wake up”, the orange haired male took the comb from the glove box and ran it through his hair, “I don’t understand how he ended up in my arms and with my leg around him.”, hearing those words made the young man blush.

“He claimed that you pulled him into the embrace”, Seokjin accelerated down the hill, “I would’ve enjoyed that.”

“I know you would”, Hoseok mocked him, fixing parts of his hair here and there, “I mean...I can’t deny. Yoongi looked very...beautiful.”, Seokjin made a whip sound, “I bet you would’ve acted out like how I told you.”

“Actually, if we were in that same situation, I wouldn’t make it awkward like you”, Seokjin chuckled. “Jimin seems to be very cuddly”, Hoseok repeated the whip sound to Seokjin, “yes, I am”

Hoseok rubbed his face hard, “hyung, he saw my outline and asked if I was soft because it looked big”

“Did it boost your ego”

“A bit, yes”

“Good”, Seokjin finally got on the road, “shit..”


“I forgot to tell Taehyung to take Yoongi and Jimin back to the suit tailor. He scheduled an appointment for today and I totally dismissed it”

“I’ll just call him”, Hoseok reached for his phone to call Taehyung. The first time he called, it went to voicemail.

So did the second.

And so did the third.

“Maybe his phone is in his room. I assume he’s playing Overwatch with Jungkook anyway.”, Seokjin shrugged, Hoseok frowned because this was the first time Taehyung completely ignored his calls.

“I’ll call Jungkook then”, Hoseok repeated the same actions and of course they all went to voicemail. “I guess I have to text Taehyung. Hopefully he’ll see it.”

“I forgot to mention that Yoongi told me he stayed up until the time he went to wake you up; he was up since midnight”

“Really? Why?”

“He just said he couldn’t sleep.”

Hoseok didn’t know how to continue the conversation. He can’t claim that this usually happens to Yoongi and that he should be extremely worried but this is the first time he’s heard about it. Yoongi doesn’t seem like the type to share his feelings automatically when asked, they’ve only known the hybrids for a week and a day. He can’t fully determine how they handle things. Maybe he’s over analyzing things.

Eventually they reach the cooperation building. There were security guards at the front door, checking workers ID’s in case they’re frauds. Seokjin parked the car in a reserved space for Hoseok and himself. He retrieved the suitcase before stepping out the car, he saw that Hoseok looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here. When they walked towards the front entrance, the security guards didn’t stop them because they knew who they were. The receptionist at the front desk noticed that Hoseok and Seokjin walk in, his eyes flew open before completely standing up and doing a 90 degree bow. Every worker within this vicinity did this to them. It was weird the first time they walked into this building and it still is. This is why Hoseok likes staying home, wanting to avoid any attention towards him at all costs.

The elevator opened, revealing the elevator worker standing near the buttons. He also did a 90 degree bow, “Where to Mr. Jung and Mr. Kim?”

“Meeting.”, Hoseok spoke. The elevator worker swiftly pressed the fourth floor, he stood still and tall as the elevator went up.

Once the doors opened, they respectfully bowed to the worker before walking down the hall to the meeting room. The area had glass windows/doors, clearly seeing that the inside was packed. They came late, Hoseok hates walking into crowded rooms late.

“End me”, Hoseok thought to himself as Seokjin opened the door for the both of them to walk to, of course everyone looked at them. The workers stood to bow 90 degrees to Hoseok and Seokjin, all of them older than him. It was weird, growing up, he’d have to bow to his elders but since he’s the son of the wealthiest man, it was reversed. Of course that didn’t stop him from returning one, he knows his manners.

Seokjin and Hoseok turned to Hoseok’s father, sitting diagonal from the table. He looked like a grumpy old man but in reality, he was decent. His father changed a bit when Hoseok’s step mother stepped into the picture. They bowed before Seokjin sat where all the other butlers were, suitcase resting on his lap. Seokjin, as a butler, stood out tremendously. He was the only one there with salmon dyed hair, fit, and young. Every other butler looked 40 and down. There was even a hybrid, they didn’t seem to be a butler, they looked quite young.

“Why are we late boys?”, Hoseok’s father broke the silence that suffocated the space they were in. Hoseok’s father had gray streaks in his hair as he’s getting old, his face carved with sharp frown lines.

Hoseok took his seat by his father and exhaled deeply, “woke up late.”

“Well, Seokjin should’ve been there to get you here on time, shouldn’t he?”, that comment made every one laugh, this is exactly why he didn’t like his father like before. He became an asshole.

Hoseok saw the look on Seokjin’s face, an abashed look. “It wasn’t his fault. I forgot to set the alarm to wake up. He came to the mansion thinking I was already dressed and ready to go. If anything, it’s my fault.”

Hoseok’s father calmed down, changing his face to a straight one, “if that’s the case, please fix that.”, Hoseok doesn’t know if that was supposed to threatening of not but he wasn’t really affected by it. “Now then”, Hoseok’s father clapped his hands, “continue with your presentation”

A male, looked around Hoseok’s father’s age, walked to the laptop on a stand, projecting his work on the board. “Yes, so my fellow workers and I have decided to come up with an easier way to give hybrids aphrodisiacs instead of going to the clinic to give them shots. Of course it should be prescribed by the doctor themselves but what if they came in pill form or digestive form?”

Hoseok was intrigued, not because of the aphrodisiac but because of the talk of hybrids. “Yes but why would this need to be a common necessity? What is the purpose of having a whole bottle of aphrodisiac pills?”, Hoseok’s father spoke, catching everyone’s attention.

“To punish or to use them for your needs of course”, the older man chuckled, there was no display of joy on Hoseok’s exterior.

“And if the owner of said hybrid abuses these pills into them?”, Hoseok questioned

“Then it shouldn’t matter”, that rubbed Hoseok, Seokjin, and surprisingly his father the wrong way.

“There are hybrid protection services for a reason and you mentioning how it shouldn’t matter worries me”, Hoseok’s father looked up at the male, “it leaves me to assume that you aren’t taking care of your own hybrids.”

“But Mr. Jung-“

“I’m more than aware of what a hybrids purpose is but they are beings with feelings too.”, the male giving his presentation kept quiet, “long story short, I don’t like the idea. Leave that to the clinics. Our company isn’t made to abuse hybrids. I’ll make sure to send a protection officer to your home to check up on the hybrid.”

“Thank you sir”, the worker bowed, grumpily returning to his seat.

Although Hoseok dislikes his father in some same, he still noticed he has a heart.

“Next presenter”, Hoseok’s father pointed to the board. It was a female this time, she seemed to be the only female present throughout this whole room.

“Hello Mr. Jung. For my presentation, I will be introducing a product to help track where hybrids whether they are runaways, strayed, or owned. It’s a small gps tracking that gets surgically inserted into any body part of them, whether it’s their arm, neck, leg, etc.” she looked towards where the butlers sat and gestured the hybrid to come forth.

The hybrid looked very hesitant, not as in they’ve been abused or anything, they just looked shy and uncomfortable. The hybrid stood right next to her and bowed, introducing themselves, “h-hello, i’m Jae-jin..I’m a male deer hybrid..i’m 14 years old..”

Hoseok locked eyes with the hybrid, waving to show his congeniality. The hybrid awkwardly waved back.

“As shown here on the screen”, she shared her phone’s screen to the projector, “the red dot shows that he is in the same location as up. The gps is installed within the laceration in his upper arm”, Jae-jin raised his shirt sleeve to reveal a small line that is healing. “Since hybrids heal fast, it won’t be noticeable in case anybody tries to hack into their gps’ system and take advantage. He still has a line as he is still fairly young. Guaranteed to be gone soon.”

“Why not just put it on the collar?”, one of the co workers asked

“In case they lose the collar or someone takes it off of them”, she smiled confidently, “not only can you track them, you can tell if they are hurt. Your phone will make a noise or whatever device you choose to install it on like a smartwatch. As for a demonstration..”, she looked to the hybrid, bending down to whisper into its ear. The hybrid inhaled deeply before nodding, “we’ll conduct a small test..”

She reached for a small taser in her right pocket, Jae-jin standing brave in front of her. He raised his arm to her as she held it tightly. He closed his eyes tightly as she placed the taser to his forearm. Once she pressed the button, it zapped him. He yelped, falling to floor and holding his arm. Hoseok and Seokjin seemed very worried as they flinched. But as she promised, her phone sounded an alarm, it screeched into everyone’s ears. She quickly turned it off and helped Jae-jin up, apologizing to him. She gestured for him to sit back down, which he did. He sat right next to Seokjin, who gave him an apologetic look.

“Are there any questions?”

“How much would the procedure cost?”, another worker questioned


“Have there been any errors within the system?”

“Like every invention, nothing becomes perfect on the first try. This recent adaptation has no flaws.”

“Will this be a mandatory procedure or optional?”

“Very mandatory to ensure a hybrid’s safety”

“Let’s say the hybrid is hurt and an owner ends up dead or killed, hypothetically of course, what would happen?”

“If this were to happen, hopefully your hybrid has a phone or other people whether family or friends to be able to reach them. You can customize it to where every time they report lost or hurt, the cops and hybrid protective services can be notified only if the alarm goes off three times.”

“Final words and or questions?”, Hoseok’s father looked around the room, no one seemed to have anything in mind. He turned to the female and fondly nodded, “I’ll take your project into consideration. Thank you.”

Hoseok couldn’t help but agree, it seems to be helpful for hybrids. Especially after Yoongi and Jimin’s past owners. It honestly reminded Hoseok to order them phones in case they ever want to explore the world. Even thinking about the hybrids made Hoseok want to go home, especially after this morning...he’ll just have to wait after this next 18 presentations..

“This damned game..”, Taehyung’s brows were knitted tight as he focused too hard. Jungkook has won 3 games so far, the first one Taehyung swore was by default because he didn’t know the controls.

The more Jungkook killed his character, the more cocky he got. It’s nothing like actual weapons in real life, he can’t even sneak around to snipe him considering the younger knows where he is due to the split screen. Taehyung doesn’t usually get mad but when he does, it’s never a good thing.

So when Jungkook beat him again, he was livid. “I told you that you weren’t going to be able to beat me hyung.”, Jungkook cracked his neck, sighing. He turned to look at Taehyung, his eyes glued to the screen and controller in hand. “Awe hyung, it’s okay. We can play another r-“, Jungkook tried to place his hand on Taehyung’s shoulder to comfort him but in a flash, he ended up on his back with Taehyung on top of him.

Instead of it being rather sexual like he had hoped, there was a knife to his throat. “Don’t test me and don’t get cocky with me”, venom dripped off Taehyung’s tongue.

Jungkook was rather sadistic to think that this was cute but he confused, “where the hell did you get a knife?!”

“I’m always prepared for the worst”, Taehyung sat on his stomach, knife settled on Jungkook’s skin. His bandaged hand gripping tight on Jungkook’s wrists.

“You know, I’ve never felt this vulnerable with anyone besides Namjoon. Maybe it’s a sign”, Jungkook seductively informed him, Taehyung was so thrown off.

“You’re fucking weird”, Taehyung stood up from where he sat, sheathing his knife and tucking it back in his pants. Jungkook sat up, leaning against his elbows, staring at him. Taehyung got annoyed, “what?”

“Has anyone told you that you’re beautiful”, Jungkook seemed so star struck by the male above him. Taehyung felt strange, is he catching a cold?

“Yes, only once though...been a long time”

“Well you’re gorgeous. Ethereal to say the least. I can honestly go on and on if you’d like”

“Do you say that to everyone who puts a knife to your esophagus?”, Taehyung looks down at Jungkook, his eyes stuck on Taehyung’s.

“No, I just say that to people I like. You and and Namjoon”, Jungkook finally got up from the floor and brushed himself off, “I won’t stop chasing after you unless you really truly mean it.”

Taehyung curled his hands into fists, not trying to punch the younger. He inhaled deeply before exhaling through his mouth, “I’m not interested at the moment. I have something very important to do so I can’t just settle down now.”, Jungkook got excited, “that doesn’t mean I’m going to you and Namjoon. You can’t woo me that easily.”, the bunny smile on Jungkook’s face dropped.

....Famous last words.

“Then I’ll try my best to. If all else fails, I’ll ask Namjoon to”.

“And if that fails?”

“Then shit, very unfortunate. But I doubt you wouldn’t fall for Namjoon, he’ll mend your heart back together”, Jungkook reached for the controller before returning to his spot back on the couch, “another round?”

Taehyung truly wanted to beat him at least once,”...sure”


Jimin woke up first, it wasn’t a surprise to find that Yoongi was still asleep at 11 in the morning. What was really surprising was that no one woke them up for breakfast like usual. Maybe they forgot or are asleep themselves. But Seokjin would doesn’t matter. He sat up on his bed, rubbing his eyes to wake himself up a bit. He saw that his face was a bit puffy from laying on Yoongi’s chest all night, his cheeks usually just squish against his chest. Jimin swung his feet over the bed to pad them over to Yoongi’s side to wake him up until he remembered...

Yoongi promised sex but never what kind of sex.

Feeling the thrill of excitement run through his body, Jimin decided to freshen up a bit. Quickly, he scattered to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He debated whether to shower or not as it would eventually be messy anyway due to sweat and cum, he came to the conclusion as to not shower. He ruffled his hair a bit, making it not as messy but decent enough. Considering it was Yoongi is a heavy sleeper, Jimin bolted to their shared closet. He opened their chest of sex toys, Seokjin and Taehyung had to unpack them in order for all of it to fit in the massive chest, Seokjin being shocked at multiple toys was an understatement.

Jimin took out a wand vibrator and a buttplug after choosing the strawberry flavored lube. Feeling a bit lustful, he stood up to their lingerie section. All of the outfits looked cute, but he didn’t have several bodies to wear all of them at once. Jimin settled for an all black stocking, backless white panties, and a see-through pink gown that stopped mid panty. It had a big fluffy rim around the hem of the gown. Jimin carefully placed down the toys before shimming out of him bed clothes. The stockings went up to his thighs, choking around it a bit, the panties covered most of his cock, only the head peaking out of the top. As for when he put on the gown, the lace gently covered his nipple piercings. The feeling of them getting tugged slightly between the laces made his breath hitch a bit.

Jimin viewed himself in the mirror, to say he felt so angelic in this outfit made him more and more aroused. Just thinking about Yoongi crafting him into a filthy elegant mess by the end of it. He twirled, watching the gown reveal his plump ass hugged by the panties. He’d fuck himself to be frank. Satisfied with how he looked, and tail wrapped around his left thigh, Jimin grabbed the toys and the lube. He walked back to the bedroom area with Yoongi still asleep. He carefully placed the items on the bed before crawling on the bed. He was like a predator hunting a prey down. Sitting on his knees, Jimin noticed that the blanket was placed below his knees as Yoongi has the tendency to do that when he’s hot. All it did was spike Jimin’s arousal.

Rays of sunlight laid against Yoongi’s pale skin, Jimin loved Yoongi’s milky skin but he loved it even more when it was covered in lovebites. Trying not to purr, Jimin calmed himself down a bit. Without hesitation, Jimin reached for Yoongi’s silk pants and pulled them down low enough to show the top of his underwear. Biting his bottom lip, Jimin slowly began to pull down Yoongi’s underwear with the pants. The panther wasn’t awoken by this yet and Jimin thanked every cell in his body.

Soon enough, Yoongi’s cock was revealed. Jimin drooled at the sight, it’s been so long since he had actual sex with Yoongi. Jimin held his cock in once hand before arching his back. It was greedy of him for not waiting for Yoongi wake up but he was literally sexually deprived. Taking one bold stripe at Yoongi’s soft member was enough to make Jimin hard. Jimin kept giving him small kitten licks from base to tip, never forgetting to twirl his tongue around it. He looked Yoongi straight in the face, watching out for any signs of him being awake. Jimin repeated these motions for a good minute before actually taking Yoongi into his whole mouth. He closed his eyes as he went balls deep, Jimin was taught to deepthroat without much preparation. Jimin loved getting his throat fucked by Yoongi whenever they had the chance to.

The feeling of the strokes around his throat’s walls made him whimper, he seriously missed this feeling so much. Jimin felt Yoongi getting hard and his leg shift. Halting his movements, Jimin opened his eyes. Yoongi’s head was faced the other way, eyes still closed but eyebrows knitted together. He was close to waking up. Jimin took him in deep one last time before getting off with a pop, a string of saliva connecting from his bottom lip to his tip. Stroking Yoongi’s now hard cock, Jimin went dove deeper to suck on his right testicle gently. He came to noticed that Yoongi likes when Jimin did this a lot so seeing Yoongi’s chest rise and fall fast suddenly made Jimin excited. He gave the second ball as much attention as the first, watching the older’s face contort a bit but still not waking up. Immediately after, Jimin went back to deepthroating Yoongi, as much as he loves Yoongi’s balls, he loved his cock more. It just fit his throat so comfortably and restricted his airway in the most pleasant way.

Closing his eyes again, Jimin bobbed his head up and down in a steady pace. Feeling very needy, Jimin’s hand crept to his panty covered cock and stuck his hand inside. He grabbed his hard cock and stroked slowly, relishing the feeling. There were rare days where he’d top Yoongi, those days were when Yoongi was the needy one. The first time Jimin was given the offer to top Yoongi were his favorite days, seeing his hyung looking fucked out below him with his cheeks flushed. He looked the most adorable when he blushed. Thinking of those moments made Jimin stroke his hand faster, small moans vibrated against Yoongi’s cock. He wished Yoongi was awake to touch him, Jimin craved it. So when Jimin opened his eyes once more, his eyes locked onto Yoongi’s dark lustful ones. Jimin smirked as he sunk back down, making Yoongi groan slightly. His hand flew to Jimin’s hair, tugging on it a bit. Jimin removed his hand from his cock and rested them on top of Yoongi’s thighs as he slowly bucked into Jimin’s mouth. Yoongi fought back a curse, loving the feeling of Jimin’s mouth around him.

Yoongi felt that familiar heat warm up in his abdominal area and pulled Jimin’s head up by his hair, “not yet..”

Jimin nodded, licking the tip one more time, “good morning hyung”

“Good morning baby”, Yoongi’s morning voice was always a turn on for Jimin, that’s why he couldn’t wait. “I only had 2 hours of sleep Jiminie..”

“Oh, I’m sorry hyung”, Jimin frowned, crawling on top of Yoongi’s lap, “I really couldn’t wait..we can do it later if you’d like”

“Of course not”, Yoongi chuckled, eyes sinfully scanning Jimin, “not when you took your time to dress up for me”. Yoongi pulled Jimin down gently by his hand for a kiss. Jimin’s hands flew up to hold the sides of Yoongi’s head.

There was a lot of tongue, no one fought for dominance as they just wanted to feel each other. Yoongi adored Jimin’s plush lips but he loved it even more when it was red and swollen because of their fervor kisses. Yoongi’s ran his fingers over Jimin’s torso, making the younger let out tiny desperate whimpers because Yoongi isn’t going to the place where Jimin wants him the most. It was Yoongi’s way of teasing the Jaguar. Jimin broke the kiss and started leaving love bites on Yoongi’s chest. Yoongi took this time to take both of their cocks that had been rubbing against each other in one hand and began stroking both of them. Jimin struggled to continue leaving hickies all over his chest as Yoongi’s hand sped up.

“Mhmm..h-hyung-“, Jimin leaned back and rested his weight against Yoongi’s chest. He looked down to see their cock wet with precum and saliva thanks to Jimin. Their chests started to rapidly move as they started to breathe fast. “Yoongi hyung, can I-“, as soon as he was about to ask, Yoongi gripped the base of their cocks, cutting off their high. Jimin started to tear up because he was almost there.

“I’m sorry, I just wanted to play with you more”, Yoongi flipped them so that Jimin’s on his back instead, “what’s your color baby?”

Jimin sniffled, “pink..”. Yoongi and Jimin had established colors when they first met. Pink for Jimin and Yoongi usually meant that they wanted to be taken care of and submissive while Purple meant that either Jimin wanted to power bottom. Purple for Yoongi meant that he’d want to top for Jimin. In rare cases, Jimin would say red, that’s when he wanted to fuck Yoongi himself but that’s once in a blue moon.

Yoongi nodded before getting off the bed, dropping his pants and underwear as well as his shirt. His tail curled around his left leg as well. When he got back into position, he noticed the toys on the bed. Once he saw which specific ones Jimin chose, he knew what to do. He quickly plugged it into the outlet by his side, thankfully the cord was long enough to reach the both of them.

“Hands and knees”, Yoongi ordered, the meek jaguar obeyed before turning around on his stomach. What Yoongi didn’t expect for Jimin to completely arch his back and spread his cheeks with his hands, the minx jaguar even swayed his ass a bit.

Jimin is going to kill Yoongi one day and this is the reason why.

Yoongi smooth his hands over Jimin’s thighs and up his back. He always loved touching Jimin as the younger was completely soft. Yoongi bent down and bit his left cheek softly, earning a sigh from Jimin. He kissed the area he bit before ghosting to the other one and copying his previous actions. Jimin, the needy one, whined as Yoongi kept avoiding the area where Jimin wanted him the most. He knew Yoongi’s going to be there eventually but it’s the first time in a year or two. Jimin let out strong pheromones to seduce Yoongi into eating him out. Yoongi seemed to have receive the signal as he growled slightly, making the younger’s legs shake.

Yoongi finally stopped in front of Jimin’s rim, he licked a long stripe from his perineal to his hole. Jimin cried out at the feeling, backing up onto Yoongi. Yoongi balanced himself by replacing Jimin’s hands with his own to spread his cheeks instead. He full on attacked, delving his tongue inside of Jimin’s soft pink hole. He sucked and thrusted his tongue inside of Jimin, loving the sweet taste of him. Jimin slowly lost his mind, gripping onto the sheets wanting to tear them. His tail tightly wrapped around his thigh, squeezing his skin over it a bit. Jimin withered against the bed below him, feeling as if Yoongi’s tongue protruded deeper and deeper inside of him. Yoongi sloppily took his tongue out and sucked at Jimin’s perineal. He gasped deeply, searching for purchase to grip onto something. Instead on gripping the sheets knowing as he would rip it, Jimin let Yoongi continue. Jimin felt a dull warmth in his abdomen, springs slowly coiling.

The jaguar grew inaudible, too caught up in his own headspace while Yoongi just got started. He kept it up for about a minute or two before Jimin became impatient. Flipping Jimin over on his back, grabbing the vibrating wand. Yoongi handed it to him and positioned it on top of Jimin’s tip, “don’t turn it on yet”. Jimin weakly nodded, although nothing much had happened yet, he seemed so out of it. Yoongi reached for the lube and pumped some onto his finger tips, rubbing it together to warm it up. Looking Jimin straight in the eyes, he rubbed the lube over his rim. Jimin’s lips parted, he propped his legs up, knees together. “Spread them baby”

Jimin continued to whimper as he parted his legs. It got cut off as soon as Yoongi inserted his middle finger inside of him. Jimin’s breath hitched, whining when Yoongi slowly thrusted his finger in. It wasn’t enough, Yoongi’s fingers were longer than his, yes, but it was just one finger. Jimin raised his hips, trying to push down on them. Although Yoongi wouldn’t usually let this happen, it’s been a while so he let Jimin enjoy himself. Shortly after, Yoongi added another finger. Jimin missed this stretch. He let out a wanton moan as Yoongi thrusted his fingers at a faster pace.

“Turn it on baby”, Yoongi kissed Jimin’s clothed knee as the younger struggled to turn it on. Jimin accidentally slipped his finger and went up to the 4th speed, making him arch his back. “Hold it there”.

Jimin wanted to be a good boy for Jimin and did as he was told. Yoongi pulled Jimin’s gown up, the fluff stuck to his dewy skin while exposing his pink pierced nipples. Yoongi gripped onto Jimin’s small waist tight, Jimin appeared confused for a moment until he felt Yoongi’s fingers curl up and plunge into him at a rapid pace while his mouth found his nipple, tongue circling around it. Jimin let out a sobbing moan. Yoongi didn’t stop at the relentless pace he was going at. Jimin took one hand and clawed at Yoongi’s pale back.

“S-so good-d hyung!”, Jimin hiccuped, feeling stimulated all over. Yoongi gave his other nipple the same attention as he kept going.

Jimin has a restless body so he twitched and turned, shamelessly moaning and whining.

“H-hyung, let m-me cum pl-please?”, Jimin has tears that ran down the sides of his face. He loved this feeling so much, being at Yoongi’s disposal. Yoongi didn’t answer him, instead he only targeted Jimin’s g-spot. “Mmh! ahh~”.

Yoongi removed his lips from Jimin’s chest and up to his mouth, suppressing his moans. He licked the inside of Jimin’s mouth, wanting to taste all of him. He broke the kiss, staring Jimin down, “You want to cum?”, the jaguar nodded desperately, “you can’t hold it longer?”, the jaguar shook his head, suddenly tearing up again. “Does it hurt? Holding it in?” Jimin nodded, whining loudly. “Cum baby”. Yoongi sucked on Jimin’s collar bone below his leather one as the smaller one unfolded underneath him.

Jimin drew out a long whine, white ropes coating his stomach underneath the wand. Jimin’s mind began getting corrupted, his cum sparkled against the sun light. All the while looking lewd, the vibrator was still on, going at the same speed. He bucked his hips every now and then. Yoongi had stopped fingering him; just slowly massaging his prostate to make sure he milked Jimin from his first orgasm. Jimin wasn’t given the order to turn off the wand so he laid there, having small after shocks and panting. A thin layer of sweat covered his body, his bottom lip swollen from biting it to lower his tone as he still thinks Hoseok and Seokjin are still in the house. Yoongi removed himself and kneeled in front of Jimin, watching him refrain from moaning loud; it was all small mewls.

Yoongi smelled the increase in pheromones trapped in the room, he felt like he could get intoxicated by Jimin’s scent. “No one’s here, you can be as loud as you want”, Yoongi rubbed Jimin’s inner thigh. The younger responded with a shaky wail. Yoongi noticed that the vibrator was still on with Jimin holding it on place. He took it upon himself to turn it off and remove it from Jimin’s reach, tears streaming down his face yet again, ”why are you crying kitten?”

Jimin loved being called kitten more than baby, “It feels so good..”, Yoongi swore that if Jimin was able to, he would be an incubus. He’s so seductive without realizing it himself that it throws Yoongi off on multiple accounts. “Hyung, please. F-Fuck me hyung..”

Yoongi adored when Jimin cursed, he fondly smiled down at Jimin, “How do you want it?”

“Ride..can I ride y-you?”, Jimin gripped onto Yoongi’s forearms, “want to feel all of you”

“Of course you can”. Yoongi helped Jimin up onto his lap, the younger seeming to be too overwhelmed to move.

Jimin propped his hips onto Yoongi’s, his breath hitching when their cocks touched again. His cum had gotten cold on his abdomen but he doesn’t care. Instead of following his initial plan, Jimin started grinding them together. Yoongi completely thrown off by the sudden action but his hands gripped onto Jimin’s hips, pushing him down to make more friction. Jimin’s cheeks and chest were burning as they were flushed pink, not much happened and he’s already overwhelmed. Although the younger throughly enjoyed this, he desperately wanted Yoongi inside of him.

Straightening himself, he pumped some more lube into his hand and coated it all over Yoongi’s hardened cock. “Cold..”

“ ‘M sorry”, Jimin’s words slurred as he spread it generously. Shortly after, Jimin positioned himself above, running the tip over his hole. The feeling of him sinking down on Yoongi felt euphoric; his whole body fired up. A high pitched mewl emitted from him. “hah~ h-ha”

Yoongi threw his head back against the pillows when Jimin clenched around him, he’s so tight but he wasn’t moving. Yoongi was suffering, “kitten, move”, he choked a bit, maintaining his stable exterior.

Jimin plastered his palms on Yoongi’s chest before lifting and his up, the drag felt heavenly. When he sunk back down, Yoongi’s tip immediately rammed into his prostate. Jimin bit his bottom lip, rocking his hips back and forth in a firm pace. Needy moans and whimpers from Jimin while low groans and hisses from Yoongi bounced off the walls. The sound of skin slapping against each other softly echoing. They kept their eye contact for the most part, Yoongi ran his hands all over Jimin. Although the gown was cute, he wanted to feel Jimin’s skin. Dipping his hands under the gown, Yoongi trailed his fingers to Jimin’s nipples, softly teasing it.

Jimin let out a cry of pleasure once Yoongi started moving his hips in rhythm of his bouncing. Jimin couldn’t do anything but let his conscious take over, he held Yoongi’s hands in place before accelerating his speed. Jimin’s cock hitting his stomach at the change in pace, he threw his head back. Jimin’s vision went blurry due to the tears welling. Yoongi got a little more vocal, Jimin loved when Yoongi gets more vocal than usual. Considering that idea, Jimin started swiveling his hips in a circle motion. Tears pooled in Jimin’s eyes again as another orgasm built up.

“Fuck Jimin”, Yoongi slapped Jimin’s right cheek, squeezing it. He watched where they were connected, seeing himself disappear inside of Jimin. Yoongi needed Jimin to cum again so he can take over and sate the younger.

Although hybrids have high stamina, they also have different orgasm duration. It just so happens that Jimin doesn’t seem to last as long as Yoongi.

“Baby..stroke yourself for me”, Yoongi ordered. Of course the younger obeyed, he was very docile. Yoongi could tell Jimin’s libido’s very high so he’ll do anything to get off.

The jaguar tightly gripped himself with one hand while his other pulled his gown up, biting onto it so Yoongi had easier access to his body. Whenever Jimin reached the top of his cock, he would tighten around it before repeating his action. His legs were giving out but he tried his best to make Yoongi cum. Yoongi’s cheeks were already a light pink hue from the intimacy already; he eyed Jimin as if he was ravenous and about to eat him up. Yoongi’s sharp gaze made Jimin felt weak as he struggled to continue moving.

Yoongi noticed, “keep stroking yourself, I’ll do the work”

“I-I can, mmh, do it”, Jimin tried to coax himself but it didn’t work.

Yoongi pulled him down to his chest, wrapping his arms around the younger’s hips, “you did great. Let me help”, Yoongi pecked his forehead, softly. Jimin drowned in Yoongi’s pheromones until he felt Yoongi tighting his arms around him.

Without warning, Yoongi assaulted Jimin’s prostate, leaving him breathless. He came right after the first three sharp thrusts before growing over sensitive. All that Jimin could do was keen loudly while he convulsed in Yoongi’s arms, it was almost deafening. He’s gluttonous for over stimulation, which should be sinful, but to Jimin it was pure bliss. Yoongi hadn’t stopped his speed, he lost himself in the moment of getting Jimin off that he forgot to check up on him and see if he was doing okay. Once he stopped his thrusting, Jimin sobbed and attempted to bounce back onto him.

“Hyu-ng”, Jimin made a lewd sound from the lube and Yoongi’s cock, “please”, he filthily seeped from his mouth.

“Pervert”, Yoongi sensually commented.

Immediately, Yoongi flipped their positions again so that he hovered over Jimin. Jimin had ecstasy read all over his body. his pupil blown out and half lidded, lips bruised and red, the strap of his gown down his shoulder; his chest flushed rose in contrast of his collar. His hair all over the place while also being stuck in some places, his chest decorated with love bites and dried cum expressed on his stomach. Pliant under Yoongi, Jimin looked all over his body, softly clawing at his chest. His lips parted when he attempted to shift his hips up again, so greedy.

“More, I n-need-“, Jimin’s words got cut off when Yoongi put his middle and ring fingers in Jimin’s mouth. Jimin’s hands flew to hold Yoongi’s wrist, his tongue looping the two.

It was a distraction so that Yoongi could swiftly hook Jimin’s legs over his shoulders. Jimin not realizing it is something he doesn’t understand but once he got into position, he pulled his fingers out his mouth. Jimin tried chasing them but instead watch Yoongi suck on them, tasting Jimin. The younger pouted as nothing happened yet. He was starving with want. Yoongi adored needy Jimin but he adored him even more when he watched him become short of breath.

Yoongi set a brutal pace, he wanted to drag it out as long as he could so that Jimin could feel satisfied for a while. He watched as Jimin’s eyes loll back, seeming so fucked out. Jimin’s tiny hands loosely gripped onto Yoongi’s arms, not having the strength. He became so high pitched; high pitched moans, mewls, whines, cries, and wails. The overstimulation getting to him. Yoongi loved when Jimin started begging with drawn out whine, so when Jimin mumbled ‘Hyung, please. Pleasepleaseplease’, a spark ignited inside of him. Yoongi felt Jimin twitch around him, making him curse. Jimin so warm and wet around him, still being so tight no matter how much he stretched him out. It was at this time where Yoongi felt heat coiling in his abdomen. His thrusts began to get sloppy, Jimin encouraged him as he wanted to be filled with his warm cum. The over stimulation getting to Jimin as it started to get a little painful but something itched inside of him telling him that he wanted more. He jerked and spased at Yoongi’s sharp sloppy drags, he knew Yoongi was close when he twitched inside of him.

“Cum. Inside, please I-”, tears slid down the sides of Jimin’s face as he mewled. Yoongi gripped onto Jimin’s thighs, bending down to catch Jimin on his lips before releasing inside of him.

Jimin sobbed as the creamy warm substance filled him up. Yoongi whispered sweet nothings into his ear, slowly thrusting into him to release anymore cum that dared to exit. The room felt hazy and buzzed around them, feeling overly hot and somewhat exhausted. They calm down for a bit, wanting to be in each other’s warmth. Yoongi left open mouth kisses on Jimin’s chest while the younger intertwined his fingers into Yoongi’s locks in between his ears.

“Another ro-“, Jimin got cut off by looking at their shared bedroom door open. Both Yoongi and Jimin too in shock to move as Yoongi forgot that Taehyung also lived here.

Taehyung stood by the doorway, arms crossed over his chest as he watched the scene before him. “I swore the whole world could hear you two.”

“G-good morning Taehyungie”, Jimin mumbled as he tried to cover both Yoongi and himself only to find the blanket on the floor. Yoongi was too shy to move as he was still inside of Jimin. “Oh, um, would you mind..telling us what you..need?”

“I need to bring you guys to the tuxedo place to check your fitting. Please shower and get dressed”, Taehyung moved from the doorway, “and please, I’m not freaked out so no need to be shy.”, Taehyung commented as he exited the room.

The room fell silent, Yoongi hadn’t moved his head from Jimin’s chest. He had to take it upon himself to lift the older’s face, revealing his very flushed face. Yoongi’s ears were flat on his head and Jimin thought it was adorable. He soon snapped out of his trance when he felt Jimin move, making his hiss. Yoongi pulled out when suddenly Jimin started freaking out.

“No! The plug-”, Jimin eagerly moves his hands around the bed to look for it only to feel Yoongi pushing it inside of his puckered hole. Jimin winced due to the overstimulation but it felt amazing feeling so full.

“...Let’s go shower”, Yoongi mumbled as he picked Jimin up bridal style and carried him to the bathroom. He was sad that he couldn’t go back to sleep right away and that he couldn’t give Jimin proper aftercare due to the fact that they had to go somewhere but he promised Jimin that he’ll do it when they come back.

“Thank you everyone for your projects, I’ll look forward to some of them”, Hoseok’s father announced to everyone in the room. They all respectfully bowed to him before leaving the room, Hoseok and Seokjin wanting to be the first ones out we’re stopped instead, “Hoseok and Seokjin, come here.”

Hoseok wanted to go home and sleep. Placing the papers in the suitcase, Seokjin stood beside Hoseok as they walked towards his father. Considering it was the father and not Hoseok. Seokjin has to be extra careful with how he presents himself while Hoseok...

He’s just Hoseok.

“Yes father?”, Hoseok feigned a smile, Seokjin gave a sharp 90 degree bow as he stayed quiet.

“I’m sure you are aware that my birthday is coming soon”, Hoseok’s father started off, “as you know, your mother-“

“Step mother”, Hoseok corrected matter of factly

“Yes...your step mother like to throw big parties. It’s a hybrid theme so everyone needs to bring their own.”

For some reason that didn’t sit well with Seokjin. Hoseok’s step mother hosting a hybrid themed party?

“I don’t think I will be going. Thank you for the invite”

“You weren’t exactly given an option”, Hoseok’s father bellowed, causing Hoseok’s eyebrow to twitch, “I told everyone that there’d be a nice message from you to me. Everyone is expecting you, you have to look good for the company.”

“Could’ve at least called and asked for my consent”, Hoseok grumbled to himself, Seokjin heard what he said.

“Plus, I’d be giving you a hybrid when you arrive as a gift. Wouldn’t you want one?”

Hoseok had deja vu, this same situation happened when he was younger. “...I’m fine..I have my own..”

“Oh?!”, Hoseok’s father became genuinely surprised, “I look forward to meeting them then. It’s in a month.”

“We’ll be off then”, Hoseok bowed slightly before signaling Seokjin to follow him outside. Their shoes echoed down the hall, seemingly empty due to the rush of people leaving. “I didn’t expect a party so soon...”

“To be frank, didn’t you find the theme kind of weird?”, Seokjin butted in, holding the suitcase close to his leg.

“Why do you say that?”, Hoseok buzzed the elevator button, eyeing the change in numbers.

“Your step mother, someone with no interest in hybrids, is hosting a hybrid event”

“Maybe she’s doing it for him, he does seem to adore hybrids more than her.”, Hoseok and Seokjin walked into the elevator, the elevator employee standing there as he pressed the the floor to the lobby. “He is turning old.”

“Yeah but...I don’t know. I don’t feel safe about the whole ordeal. It could just be me.”, Seokjin’s eyebrows knitted together, trying to find the missing puzzle piece he is missing.

“I’ll believe you, I usually do because you’re usually right”, Hoseok shrugged, the doors opened as the exited. “I hope Taehyung or Jungkook received the message. I should probably call them..”

Hoseok reached for his phone to dial Taehyung as they walked to the car. It rung three times before Taehyung answered on the other end. “Yes Hoseok?”

“Why didn’t you answer my calls or texts before?”, Hoseok grumpily frowned as he sat in the passenger seat.

“I received it a few minutes ago. I was caught up in a game of Overwatch with lied.”

“You lost?!”


“I’m sorry..”

“It’s okay. I’m driving them now, we’re almost there anyway. I was planning to call you when we reached there.”

“Oh..well thank you for driving them there. My father just informed me on some party that my step mother is hosting for him for his birthday in a month. It’s hybrid themed.”

“...Should I come and assist you?”

“What? Why?”

“I’ve assassinated many people when they were at events. Always have to make sure.”

“You’re very paranoid.”

“I’d rather be paranoid than oblivious”

“Touché”, Hoseok agreed, “do what you must.”

“Will do. We’ll see you later”, Taehyung have his farewells before hanging up the phone.

You would think it be easy for him to drive the hybrids to the tailor in peace and without any disruptions...but Jungkook decided to tag along in the passenger seat. Taehyung could easily kill him but by the time he began plotting how to kill him, Jimin became ecstatic to see Jungkook.

“Why aren’t you at your own house?”, Taehyung asked the younger, turning a sharp left, “you could just go home.”

“Namjoon isn’t home and I wanted to hang out with you, Yoongi, and Jimin.”, Jungkook pouted, Yoongi and Jimin we’re currently cuddling in the backseat. Not giving each other any sort of space. “Look at them, they’re so cute”.

“I know”, Taehyung turned into the mall area, parking his car in front of the tailor shop, “you should take some lessons from them.”

Taehyung hopped out of the car before opening the back door for Jimin and Yoongi to step out. “That hurt, I must admit”, Jungkook held his chest, chuckling softly. Taehyung rolled his eyes as he led them inside.

Immediately, the owners greeting both Yoongi and Jimin, complimenting their collars. “Jihoon will be out shortly, he’s currently tending to another hybrid. Please have a seat over in the waiting area”

Although Taehyung appreciated the fact that he could sit, Jungkook was sitting down by the hybrids and he honestly would rather stand up. He became restless anyway. There was a light conversation between the four of them, talking about what kind of suits they made and how cute it would be. Suddenly, Taehyung seen a familiar tail pattern appear. Looking towards to the cash register, he spotted a hybrid with tattoos and piercings. They had a beanie on, possibly to cover his ears for the lack of collar. But the was too familiar. Obviously there could be many of the same hybrids however so Taehyung let it go.

The same hybrid seemed to have caught Jimin’s eye as he jumped up from his seat, “Deok!!”

The hybrid shook with fear for a moment, turning to see that it was Jimin and Yoongi, “oh shit, hello Jimin. And of course Yoongi.”, Deok had scanned his eyes from the hybrids and onto Jungkook and then Taehyung. Taehyung seemed to have caught his eye a lot, it could be because of how his bright blonde hair contrasts his tan skin. It also could be the fact that he shares the same dead eyes as himself. Something cold about them... “and who are these two gentlemen? They aren’t the same ones from before.”

“That one’s kookie”, Jimin pointed him, his arms crossed as if he’s showing off his strength, “and that’s Tae Tae”

Deok eyed Taehyung up and down, “nice to meet you..Tae”

“Nice to meet you too”, Taehyung greeted monotonously, not removing his eyes from Deok’s.

“Okay well, nice to meet you too”, Jungkook blurted out, “didn’t even acknowledge me..” Jungkook pouted.

“Calm down kook”, Yoongi rubbed Jungkook’s arm, “I acknowledge you”, the younger smiled at that...

And then he remembered that Yoongi is caressing his arm... the memories..

“Why do you have a suit?”, Yoongi questioned Deok.

“I was invited to a very formal party by my boss”, he gave Yoongi a genuine smile, “to celebrate an anniversary of his.”

Yoongi and Jimin ‘Ooh’ed in unison. For some reason, that threw Taehyung off. A party?

“But I have to get going now, I need to go back to the tattoo shop.” Deok bowed, waving to the hybrids as he left.

“I miss him already”, Jimin frowned, standing by Taehyung. “Isn’t he cool?”

Taehyung looked down at Jimin, frowning up at him. Taehyung petted his hair, “I bet he is.”

Another hybrid shortly appeared, this time in a suit and seemed to be a bunny. “Yoongi and Jimin hyung?”

Jimin jogged over to Yoongi and helped him from his seat as they went behind the curtain, Taehyung swore he heard Jimin coo at the bunny.

For some odd reason, Taehyung couldn’t rub that name off...Deok? Taehyung took out his cellphone and searched up nearest tattoo shops before excusing himself outside to Jungkook. He dialed the first number, asking if they had an employee named Deok. The person denied that they had anyone named Deok. He quickly hung up and called the second number on the list.

“Hello?”, a feminine voice appeared on the other end.

“Hello, I’m calling to ask for an employee named Deok?”

“Ohh Deok? Deok Bokhee? He doesn’t work here anymore. He quit yesterday.”, the person on the other end sounded sad. Taehyung felt his muscles tense, “may I ask who’s callin-“, Taehyung ended the call before walking back inside.

That was him.


It was currently Midnight, everyone went home or to sleep. Taehyung for some reason said he had to leave for a few days but he’d be back soon. He didn’t explain why to Hoseok, leaving the orange head concerned but he knows Taehyung wouldn’t leave without reason. It’s not like he could control him either, he’s not his father.

Hoseok for some reason couldn’t sleep. Possibly could be due to the fact that he took a long nap when he reached home. The hybrids hadn’t been home by then but came when an hour into his nap according to Seokjin. Instead of trying to go back to sleep, Hoseok went downstairs to the living room only to see a figure sitting there watching a show themselves. They heard Hoseok and looked in his direction, it was Yoongi.

“Oh? Yoongi? Why are you up?”, Hoseok walked down the stairs and into the living room area, feeling the hybrids eyes on him.

“I couldn’t, I took a nap when I came home”, Yoongi scratched behind his ear, “why did Taehyung have to go?”

“I don’t know...wait, how did you know?”, Hoseok pulled his sleeves down over his hands, curling his legs as he sat on the couch.

“You were right by our door”, Yoongi blankly stated. Hoseok’s stupid.

“Right..anyway, how was your day yesterday? What did you do?”

“Well”, Yoongi inhaled as he tried to remember, “after waking you up, two hours later Jimin woke me up and we had sex.”

Hoseok’s heart stopped, “ was it?”, what kind of question..?

“Amazing. It was our first time in 1-2 years. Taehyung said he swore the world could hear us. After that we went to the tailor and ran into Deok. I didn’t want to say anything but as a bystander, it looked like Deok and Taehyung were into each other by the way they kept looking at each other.”, Yoongi shrugged, “when we came home, you and Seokjin had been home but I was tired so I went to sleep and woke up an hour or two ago.”

“Must’ve been exhausted”, Hoseok frowned, Yoongi nodded as he stared straight at Hoseok. For some reason it felt lovingly and made Hoseok blush, “why are you looking at me like that?”

“We were taught to always keep eye contact with whoever is talking to us.”

“That’s a bit..”, Hoseok didn’t know how to carry on that sentence, “what do you do anyway? Seokjin told me that you were up since 8am last time.”

“I just watch shows or movies on the tv. If I get hungry, I eat something from the fridge or drink something.”, Yoongi played with his shirt. Hoseok had noticed that Yoongi’s tail unwrapped itself from his waist and swayed behind him, it made him smile.

“Are you hungry or thirsty right now? I can get you something to eat”

“I’m a bit thirsty, coffee would be nice”

Although it defeats the whole purpose of sleeping, Hoseok for up to make it anyway. He grabbed Yoongi’s favorite coffee to brew it. He noticed how Yoongi would always as for Seokjin to make that specific brand and flavor, how much sugar to add in it, how much milk. As the coffee brewed, he decided to fetch some strawberries and watermelon so that Yoongi at least had something to eat. Hoseok would peek every now and again to see if Yoongi was still watching the show. He made sure to cut the stems off so that they wouldn’t be a hassle later on. Soon after he finished cutting up pieces of the watermelon, the coffee had finished. He quickly gathered the fruits into a bowl with two forks and Yoongi’s cup of coffee. Hoseok knows how strict Seokjin is about eating in this living room but it’s just one time, he’s not going to kill him.

Hoseok placed the cup on the table in front of Yoongi while he placed the bowl of fruits in his own lap as he sat down.

“Thank you”, Yoongi mumbled, taking a small sip. It was fresh and hot but it was just how he liked it, “this is delicious..”

“Thanks. Please help yourself to some fruit”, Hoseok offered him one of the forks, which Yoongi took, and stabbed one of the strawberries. “Anything specific you want to watch?”

“Uhh..”, Yoongi’s mouth full of the succulent fruits as he thought of a show or movie but nothing came to mind, “no, I guess not.”

“That’s fine, we can just talk”, Hoseok placed the remote on the table as some random show played in the background. He looked up at Yoongi’s ear as it twitched, “I have to attend my father’s party next month, it’s hybrid themed. I was wondering if you and Jimin would like to come? Maybe meet some new hybrids, not be bored in the house?”

Yoongi stared deeply into Hoseok’s eyes as he swallowed the fruit, “I mean, I don’t mind, it’s up to you as to whether you’d like to bring up or not.”, how come Hoseok has never noticed how long and pretty Yoongi’s lashes are?

“It’s just that if I do, I’d need to put leashes on your and Jimin’s collars. People like to..examine hybrids too closely sometimes. It’s also protocol and so that I don’t lose you two”, Hoseok informed him, “I’ve never been to one but i’ve heard about it from someone.”

“That’s fine”, Yoongi sipped his coffee, “I’ll talk to Jimin about it when we wake up.”

“Understandable. You can opt out anytime you feel like. If you feel uncomfortable during the event, I’ll bring you right back home.”, Hoseok reassured him, taking a watermelon cube himself and consuming it.

They stayed quiet for a few minutes, only commenting on things they heard from the show that they weren’t really paying attention to. Yoongi had been wanting to say something to Hoseok ever since he sat down on the couch with him but he didn’t want to sound cheesy. Hoseok noticed that the panther looked like he was thinking too hard and was about to question him until he got cut off, “Hoseok..”

“Hmm?”, Hoseok replied, a concerned look on his face.

“I’ve been meaning to tell you this...but it’s been an amazing week so far and I’d just wanted to thank you and Seokjin for everything you’ve done for Jimin and I. For the clothes, for the aid, for the roof over our heads, for the food. I swear that if you didn’t come in time, I either would’ve been caught or would’ve ended my life but thinking about Jimin...I probably wouldn’t have.”

“I’m glad that you didn’t. You don’t have to thank me, I’m grateful to have you and Jimin here as well as the rest.”

“I just feel like I have to repay you”, Yoongi’s eyes were glossy, he seemed to have teared up a bit, “can I repay you?”

“Yoongi..”, Hoseok pouted as he saw Yoongi place the cup on the table. He also grabbed the bowl out of Hoseok’s hands and put it on the table. Hoseok wanted to reassure the hybrid that he owes him nothing but instead Yoongi crawled onto Hoseok’s lap, placing his palms on his chest.

Hoseok’s stopped breathing as Yoongi inched his face closer and closer to his, eyes flickering from his lips to his eyes. Hoseok closed his eyes as he felt Yoongi gave him a tender kiss. Yoongi’s lips were so soft and pillowy that Hoseok didn’t want to move away from this comfort. It honestly felt so heavenly that he forgot he was in his own house. Hoseok himself didn’t expect to kiss back but when he did, Yoongi deepened it for a second, slightly feeling the inside of Hoseok’s warm mouth before pulling away. Hoseok bewitched by Yoongi.

“I didn’t know how far you wanted to go so I stopped there..”, Yoongi sat on the back on his heels.

In Hoseok’s head, he imagined throwing himself onto Yoongi and passionately kissing him. On his lips, on his chest, anywhere he’d have access to. Instead, he looked like an idiot for not responding quickly enough to Yoongi.

“Oh, I appreciate it. I wouldn’t have minded either way”, he awkwardly chuckled. Hoseok looked at the time that read 12:45am, “I know you said you’re not tired but I don’t think I can go to sleep knowing you’re awake. Would you like to..sleep in my room tonight? Or attempt to go back to sleep in your shared bedroom?”

Thinking about it carefully, Yoongi finally responded, “Can I sleep with you tonight? So that I can experience it once? I don’t think my heat’s subspace will acknowledge it.”, Yoongi truthfully commented.

“Of course, let me just put these in the sink.” Hoseok took the bowl and cup and placed them in the sink, he’d have to wash them when he woke up. By the time he walked out of the kitchen, Yoongi stood by the staircase after turning the television off. He walked with Yoongi up the stairs and to his room. It was comfortably quiet for the both of them as they stepped inside his room, “um, I’m sure you’re aware but I sleep with only my..boxers on..”

“I know”, Yoongi took off his slippers and sat on the left side of the bed, pulling the big fluffy blanket over his lap. “Do what you need”, Yoongi calmly mentioned as if he wasn’t watching Hoseok’s every move.

Hoseok tilted his head slightly before lifting the white shirt he currently wore. Revealing his slightly toned torso and small waist, Yoongi liked what saw. He loved the way Hoseok’s honey skin looked in the dim light from his lamp. He admired his necklace draped over his sharp collar bones Hoseok felt so raunchy as he pulled the drawstring to his sweatpants loose, making them drop to the ground. Yoongi noticed his sharp v-line that led down to Yoongi’s favorite part so far, Hoseok’s bulge.

“And to think that’s it soft..”, Yoongi mumbled to himself, Hoseok heard it didn’t say anything.

He threw both items into the hamper behind him before heading on his side of the bed. Yoongi laid down on his right side, facing Hoseok so he could view him in his essence. Hoseok quietly laid down on the bed, shutting off his table lamp next to him, only natural moonlight shining in the room. He turned on his side to look back at Yoongi who had adoration written in his eyes. Yoongi saw that Hoseok raised his arm up, beckoning him to come closer for an embrace. Yoongi thought of it very endearing as he shuffled closer to Hoseok, the orange haired male tightly holding Yoongi closer to his chest. Although Hoseok was very shy to be doing this, his actions said otherwise. Yoongi inhaled that nice subtle vanilla scent filled Yoongi’s air and his head felt in the clouds.

“You smell nice..”, Yoongi whispered to Hoseok, he was honestly flattered.

“Thank you..”, Hoseok petted Yoongi’s hair, making the hybrid purr, “Goodnight Yoongi”

“Night Hoseok”, the older muttered in between his purrs.

Hoseok made sure that Yoongi went to sleep first, feeling unsettled if he didn’t. It honestly felt pleasant having someone else's warm that wasn't just some cold pillow. He wanted to indulge in this forever..hopefully he gets to..

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𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱; 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘶𝘬𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘭𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘯. 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵. 𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘰. 𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘵. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪, 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬, 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥.

"𝘏-𝘏-𝘢𝘩𝘩~ 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘦~", 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, "𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘦~"

𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪'𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘵, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪'𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺, 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬. 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘮 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬'𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘭, 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘱𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧. 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬.

"𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱?", 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩, 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵, 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘴. 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮, "𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵?"

𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 '𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺', 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦, 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘵. 𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪'𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, "𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘯-𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬. 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘮. 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦", 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬'𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘹𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦. 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘭𝘶𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭. 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘮𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘗𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥, 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘭𝘶𝘣𝘦. 𝘙𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬, 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵.

𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵, 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬'𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘮. 𝘏𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦, 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬'𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘱...

Yoongi had woken up to the sound of low groans emitting from Hoseok's throat. When the older opened his eyes, he could barely see. The only thing he could sense was Hoseok's vanilla smell, he had seemed to be pulled closer by Hoseok as they slept. Another thing he noticed was that Hoseok had one leg in between Yoongi's while the other sandwiched his other leg so that it couldn't move. What had surprised Yoongi even more was the fact that Hoseok rolled his hips along Yoongi's thigh. Now, Yoongi is no expert but he's aware that Hoseok is having a wet dream. It seemed to be about him too as Hoseok let out a breathy "Yoongi~...". As a hybrid, one of the lessons to be taught was that if their owners were ever having a wet dream, they were to help them through it. Being engulfed by a sweet vanilla bean scent with someone's heat consuming you and hips rutting against your leg turned Yoongi on so much.

Considering that Yoongi's mouth's near Hoseok's neck, the older sucked lightly on his neck. His wet tongue licked on the certain spot he planned to mark as his light sucks became slightly harder. Yoongi himself began rutting against Hoseok's thigh, wanting to release any strain he started to receive whilst getting hard. As he continued to leave love bites, his left hand trailed down to Hoseok's hard on. Yoongi internally gasped at the sheer feeling of it, it felt so heavy on his grasp that he almost let out a needy moan. Kissing on Hoseok's jaw, Yoongi rubbed his hand against Hoseok's huge clothed cock. It felt to painfully hard and all Yoongi wanted to do was have it inside of him.

"Fuck Yoongi..", Hoseok hissed, bucking his hips in Yoongi's palm when all of a sudden he stopped moving overall. His eyes shot open as he looked down, not moving his head. He felt Yoongi's lips, hips, and hand on his body. Frozen in shock not due to the fact that Yoongi was stroking him through his boxer briefs, but that Yoongi knows that he had a wet dream about him. Suddenly, Hoseok's hand flew to hold Yoongi's wrist. He didn't realize the older started to purr until after he grabbed his wrist. "Um, what are you doing?", Hoseok asked in his raspy scratchy voice.

"Helping", Yoongi mumbled before getting back to Hoseok's neck. The younger moaned involuntary before realizing his actions and stopping Yoongi again. Yoongi backed away, showing a confused face, "do you not like it?"

Hoseok felt the urge to sucker punch himself in the face, "no, I really like it. Trust me. It's just that...", he didn't have an exact reason.

"That?", Yoongi questioned raising his eyebrow, Hoseok left speechless, he rolled on his back and covered his eyes with his inner elbow, sighing deeply. "If that's the case, I'll get back to it.."

"What-", Hoseok got thrown off guard as Yoongi straddled his thighs. Hoseok immediately went to grab Yoongi's hands when Yoongi pulled his hands away. He was genuinely confused, "Yoongi hyung, you don't have to.."
"I want to. You're going to have to fuck me in a month or two..", Hoseok never thought Yoongi cursing in this situation would turn him on so much. Hoseok chewed on his bottom lip, covering his eyes again with his inner elbow. Yoongi took that as a signal to continue what he was doing.

Yoongi's tail slowly wrapped around his thigh, his index fingers hooked the waist band of Hoseok's boxers briefs. Hoseok's cock stood proud and mighty inside of the boxers to the point where the waist band stretched away from his skin. Yoongi pulled it down mid thigh and swallowed thickly as Hoseok was


"...Fuck..", Yoongi hissed as he held the base of Hoseok in one hand while the other sat on top of it. Compared to his own dick, he was nothing. Hoseok exhaled shakily, Yoongi licked his lips feeling ready to pounce on the younger.

Yoongi twisted his hands in the opposite directions as he pumped Hoseok, the younger hasn't felt anyone else's hands besides his own in years. When ever Yoongi tightened around Hoseok's tip, pre cum would bundle out the hole. When ever Yoongi stroked down toward the base is when Hoseok would loosen his muscles. Yoongi kept up a steady slow pace, dragging it out for a little while while pants and profanities escaped Hoseok's lips. Hoseok subconsciously bucked up into Yoongi's hands, loving the grip the elder had on him. Yoongi felt the protruding veins around his hard leaking cock. He imagined how it would feel inside of him, filling inside of him so deliciously. Imagining how Hoseok would be able to hit his prostate head on without struggling to find it. Hell, that's even if the whole thing could fit in him. Hoseok thought of scenarios he could do to Yoongi if he had the self courage. He wanted to love this male to all his hearts content, all the while feeling his tight walls wrapped around him. He wanted to hear Yoongi release beautiful cries of pleasure and show him that he is loved. All of the thoughts caused Hoseok to be a bit more vocal, not too loud as Hoseok didn't want anyone to know what was currently happening at ass o'clock in the morning. Hoseok gripped onto his sheets with his left hand, the knuckles turning white.

Becoming hypnotized by the way Hoseok's slight abs contracted together when ever he reached the tip, Yoongi felt himself become hard and start to whimper. He backed off of Hoseok's legs leaving the younger slightly confused. Hoseok peeked from under his elbow to see Yoongi wrap his lips around the head. The orange haired male choked on his own breath, his hand meeting Yoongi's hair and gripping onto it, not too tight to hurt his scalp but firm enough.

"Fuck Yoongi, your mouth feels so good", Hoseok croaked, grunting deeply as Yoongi sank further down. He threw his head back against the pillows when Yoongi hummed against it, wanting to drive his cock down his throat.

The older bobbed his head, keeping his eyes trained on Hoseok. He really wanted to touch himself but he didn't want Hoseok to end up focusing on him. Yoongi usually didn't have a problem deep throating but competing with Hoseok's made him want to try harder to please Hoseok. Taking a deep breath and relaxing a bit, Yoongi sunk down further than before. He almost achieved his goal too but Hoseok got a bit too excited and stuttered his hips up, causing the older to choke bit. The contraction from Yoongi choking around him made his dick twitch. Yoongi placed his hands on Hoseok's inner thighs before coming off with a loud pop, saliva and pre cum connecting from his tip to his bottom lip.

Yoongi momentarily pumped Hoseok, "Fuck my mouth", Yoongi licked the head a few times

"Are you sur- shit!", Hoseok drew out a long groan as Yoongi sunk back down on his cock.

Yoongi positioned him low enough, boring his dark eyes into Hoseok's. He watched as the younger reached his hands out to either sides of Yoongi's head. Hoseok cautiously thrusted into Yoongi's mouth, loving the warm wet feeling of him swallowing his cock. It was until Yoongi began whining around it, the vibrations set him off as Hoseok bucked his hips into Yoongi's mouth vigorously. Although he tried his best to keep eye contact, Hoseok's tip hit the back of his throat scrumptiously. The sweet and salty taste coated Yoongi's taste buds, it was so addicting. Yoongi's smokey eyes intently eyed Hoseok's face, contorting into one of arousal. He seemed to love watching Hoseok throw his head back or when he scrunched his eyes together. Precum leaked out of him when Hoseok practically eye fucked Yoongi then and there, his lips parted with his hair a light orange mess. Shortly after a minute of constant thrusting, Hoseok twitched in Yoongi's mouth.

Jimin had woken up a minute ago to the sound of the front door opening and a male humming joyfully. He would've went back to sleep if it wasn't for the fact that Yoongi's warmth disappeared. There hadn't seemed to be any noise from the bathroom either, no shower or sink on. If anything, Yoongi being up before Jimin is odd in itself. Concerned, Jimin stumbled off the bed, too bothered to go fix his hair that stuck up everywhere. He pattered his socked feet to his room door to see Seokjin in the kitchen, the older man stood by the coffee machine brewing a fresh pot. Seokjin didn't seemed to have noticed the short male until he heard a small yawn peep from the jaguar hybrid.

"You scared me", Seokjin jumped a bit, watching as the younger walked towards him, noticing that he had just woken up. The younger's hair was messy, some buttons on his pajama shirt unraveled a bit, and his pajama shorts untied a bit. He had also noticed that the love bites Yoongi had given his began to fade due to the fact that hybrids regenerate faster than humans.

"Hyung~", Jimin slightly whined, rubbing his eyes, "Yoongi hyung wasn't in bed today or in the bathroom. I don't know where he is and I'm worried"

Seokjin furrowed his brows, it was odd for Yoongi to go missing all of a sudden. Just hearing this would make Hoseok's radars go off. "Did you check the bathroom down the hall?"

"Mm mmm", Jimin shook his head pouting, "I don't hear anything coming from the bathroom"

"Maybe he's out in the backyard.", Seokjin tilted his head, strolling over to the living room area. Jimin joined him of course, he didn't really feel like losing Yoongi again. So when they walked out to the backyard and didn't find him there, Jimin started panicking. Noticing the change in tension, Seokjin tended to the younger, "Jimin, calm down"

"But Yoongi hyung", Jimin looked into Seokjin's eyes, tears threatening to build up. "What if he left? Would he leave me hyung?". And then Jimin panicked even more, "What if the old owners found him?! Seokjin hyung we have to find him!"

Seokjin frowned, he wanted to erase those traumatizing memories from Jimin's mind. "I doubt he left or gotten taken by your old owners, Jungkook would've told me otherwise. He's probably somewhere in the house. Even if he's missing, we'll go search for him immediately, okay?", Jimin depressingly nodded, still overwhelmed. "Would you like to hold my hand? To comfort you for now?"

Jimin accepted the offer, instantly grasping onto Seokjin's larger hand and squeezing it as tight as he could. "Are we going to tell Hoseok?"

"Of course. It might take him a second to adjust to his surroundings but he'll be on board", Seokjin reassured him, bringing him back inside the mansion.

They quietly walked to the staircase, treading up it. Seokjin heard little sniffles from emit from Jimin, it broke his heart bit by bit but he couldn't show that to the younger. Once they were on the second floor, Jimin's ear twitched as he heard something come from his room.

"I think Hoseok hyung is awake, I heard a little groan.", Jimin's voice slightly broke.

To be frank, hearing that Hoseok had 'groaned' turned Seokjin off a bit as he thought of many possibilities of what that could mean. "That's good". As they got closer to the door, Seokjin heard Hoseok's muffled hiss and exasperated sigh. This sounds a bit... "Lemme open the door..."

"Mhm", Jimin rubbed his left eye, still trying to wake up. He watched as Seokjin slowly and carefully opened the door, seeing that his jaw dropped and eyes widen, "What- what is it?". Jimin squeezed himself in front of Seokjin to look through the little crack, he mirrored Seokjin's expression.

They observed the scene that took place in front of them. They saw Hoseok's exposed body, his erotic expression while Yoongi took all his sharp thrusts that assaulted his throat. Swears and hissed left Hoseok's open mouth as he tried to limit as much noise as possible. Little did he know, Jimin and Hoseok were by the door as the whole scene unfolded in front of them.

"Oh my, we shouldn't be watching this..", Seokjin whispered to Jimin, not removing his eyes what so ever. "At least we know where Yoongi is...let's go", Seokjin tried to pull Jimin's hand to lead him away but instead he got pulled back by Jimin.

The jaguar hybrid squeezed his thighs together, purring slightly, "his pheromones are so strong" Jimin mumbled. "Hyung, that looks for fun..", Jimin unintentionally let out a whine that sparked something inside of Seokjin.

But he obviously had more self control than all three of them combined, "I'm sure that seems amazing but this is their own private session, we can't just be watching like this", Seokjin became thrown off when Hoseok raised his voice just an octave higher, intriguing him to look back through the crack.

"Yoongi! 'M gonna- haa haa~", Hoseok tried to warn Yoongi, the older man got the message. But instead of getting off like Hoseok hoped, Yoongi wrapped his arms underneath his thighs tightly so that he could swallow his cum.

Yoongi bobbed his head in rhythm to meet Hoseok's sloppy thrusts, waiting to feel him twitch once more. When he did, Yoongi stopped moving again to brace himself. Hoseok squeezed the pillow around his head as he let put a throaty groan, releasing warm ropes down Yoongi's throat. Yoongi swallowed most of the salty substance, some had accidentally escaped. He swallowed all Hoseok could muster, wanting to release Hoseok of his excitement. For some reason, Yoongi wanted to keep sucking as Hoseok's cum tasted...sweeter than Jimin's. And Jimin's cum is addicting enough. Yoongi came off with another sharp pop, licking up any cum that had seeped down around his cock. Yoongi enjoyed this too much, he almost came just by giving him a handjob. Hoseok's chest rose and fell rapidly, he moaned lightly when Yoongi sucked around his head one last time before letting it rest against his stomach. They stared at each other while Yoongi swiped at any cum that might have been on the sides of his mouth. Hoseok loved the sight of Yoongi right now, his lips were swollen wet and red, his hair scrunched up in all the right places, and his eyes dark but glossy. The older seemed to have been needy himself as his dick presser against the inside of his sweatpants.

Neither of them knew that they were thinking the same thing, they kept flicking their eyes to each other's lips as they wanted to kiss the other. They don't know who read whose mind but within the next second, their lips slotting against each other for heated kiss. Tongues slid on one another, bottom lips were bit by the other, hands were roaming all over bodies. Yoongi's right hand shamelessly dipped inside of his sweat pants and started stroking himself, he moaned against Hoseok's lip as his thighs shook.

Hoseok broke the kiss and looked up and Yoongi's aroused face, "let me help", Hoseok mumbled. They're both aware of how timid Hoseok is about the whole having to copulate later on with Yoongi; he's very hesitant to do anything sexual but it bugs Hoseok for not returning a favor/helping some one.

Yoongi nodded, shyly standing up on the bed. His face burned with Hoseok just staring at him so lovingly.

Jimin, the pervert that Seokjin has now seemed to acknowledged, gasped. "Hoseok hyung is that him soft or..?"

Seokjin's face burned with embarrassment due to the fact that he's still witnessing his best friend and Jimin's best friend doing sexual deeds to one another and due to the fact that Jimin commented on Hoseok being huge.

What if he wants that compliment? This should honestly be the least of his worries.

Yoongi had never got stared at like that before from anyone besides Jimin, even while they had sex. Yoongi unraveled his tail from around his thigh before he untied the strings to his sweatpants and pulled them down. Hoseok saw the wet gray patch on Yoongi's underwear, he seemed to be desperate. Hoseok bit his bottom lip as Yoongi pulled down his boxer briefs, showing his average sized cock that looked so soft and pink. Everything about Yoongi was so soft, pink, and cute, even if he doesn't wear pink that often. Once his pants and briefs were removed, he sat back on Hoseok's lap, suddenly feeling shy to look up at him. Hoseok chuckled softly before caressing Yoongi's thigh.

"Climb up", Hoseok positioned them a little higher so that he'd have some leverage. Yoongi crawled up towards Hoseok's torso, confused as to what was about to happen.

Hoseok maneuvered Yoongi to kneel on the bed, positioning Yoongi's cock right in front of his face. Hoseok gently grabbed Yoongi's hands and placed them in his hair to pull if Yoongi demmed to. After situating the both of them, Hoseok took all of Yoongi in his mouth, making the elder quiver. Yoongi pulled on his hair, pressing his forehead against the headboard in front of him. Hoseok wasn't moving however, his head stilled as he suckled around Yoongi's cock. Yoongi didn't seem to have gotten the message so Hoseok took it into his own hands to physically move Yoongi's hips for him, hallowing his cheeks around him. Yoongi's mesmerizing moans filled the room, struggling to hold himself up as he yanked on Hoseok's orange locks. Soon after, Hoseok removed his hands from Yoongi to see that Yoongi moved his hips on his own accord.

Seokjin didn't notice that Jimin had started panting, rutting against his free hand as he continued to view Hoseok and Yoongi go at it. "Will you do that to me during my heat hyung?", the bold question made Seokjin choke on air, coughing slightly.

"Um..if you would like..?", Seokjin didn't mean for it to come out as a question but it ended up sounding like one anyway. Jimin nodded as he kept watching but Seokjin really didn't want to watch this any longer, "Jimin, come help me with breakfast". The younger didn't hear him so it resulted into him calling him 'Jimin-ah'. It caught his attention, pupils dilated, "let's go make breakfast, yeah?"

Jimin looked back through the crack for a second before facing his attention back to Seokjin, "...yeah. After that, can I use my toys 'cause I'm kinda hard right now?"

"Of course", Seokjin raised his eyebrow as to why he needed permission to use his toys when it's his for a reason. They walked away hand in hand, quietly going down the stairs.

"...Does this mean that Yoongi will be sleeping in Hoseok's room from now on?", Jimin suddenly felt sad, frowning a bit. "I don't like being lonely"

"I don't think so. Even if he does...if you'd like, I could accompany you", Seokjin shyly suggested. Jimin's eyes lit up, happily swinging their hands.

"Do you mean it?", Jimin's excited state replaced his sorrowful one.

"Of course.", Seokjin smiled deeply, a dusted pink brushed along his cheeks.

"So good..", Yoongi moaned, wanting to break the headboard in front of him. He was close to begin with but with Hoseok hollowing his cheeks around him and taking him with ease made him want to evaporate.

Hoseok ghosted his fingers all over Yoongi's lower half, wanting to touch him hesitant to as he didn't exactly know the older's sweet spots. Yoongi teared up, enjoyed the feeling too much. All he could do was continue to thrust his hips inside of the younger's warm wet mouth, every thrust left another gasp of breath. To be honest, even though Hoseok is literally blowing Yoongi right now, he's still shy. He wants to please the older tremendously, so if his swirling his pink muscle around Yoongi makes the older tremble he'll do it.

And so Yoongi kept trembling, quaking, jolting, everything in the book while releasing sweet little moans. He felt excruciatingly heated all over his body but not like his heat. He craved more, he wanted Hoseok inside of him. He even contemplated asking him just to test the waters.

"Hoseok", Yoongi choked, Hoseok hummed around him to show him that he's paying attention but that just made Yoongi struggle more. "Can I please...inside me?".

Hoseok pulled himself off of Yoongi, licking the string away that connected saliva from his bottom lip to his tip. "Not today, I'm sorry", Hoseok frowned, rubbing his thighs.

Yoongi wasn't hurt or dissatisfied, he's pretty sure Hoseok had his reasons and he didn't want to force himself on the younger. So when he gave a reassured nod, Hoseok got back to work, envelope himself in wet heat.

"I envy Yoongi", Jimin whisked eggs that Seokjin had asked him to do. Seokjin tended to heating oil on the skillet.

"Why is that?", Seokjin's eyesbrows knitted together as he tried to get the fire on.

"He gets to suck someone he likes off", he pouted. Seokjin doesn't understand how someone who looks so innocent can say such naughty things.

"Don't you like Yoongi? You did it to him yesterday, no?"

"I love Yoongi and would do anything for him", Jimin stared at Seokjin as if he was testing his love for him, "but... doing it with someone you like LIKE is different..", he stopped whisking the eggs and gave it to Seokjin.

Seokjin felt his heart agree with that statement. Seokjin might have been a little reckless when he was 16-17 but when he actually settled down with his first love, he never wanted to be separated. When they had their first time together, it was all he wanted, just to be in his lovers space and warmth. But he left, he had to anyway.

"Maybe you'll get to do that soon. I don't exactly know how to comfort people in this type of situation", Seokjin awkwardly chuckled, scrambling the eggs in the pan. That statement was for both Jimin and Seokjin himself but Jimin didn't need to know that. "Thanks for helping. If you'd like, you can go do your personal stuff"

"Thank you hyung", Jimin grabbed Seokjin's hand and kissed the back of it, flushing the elder, "I'll think of you when I use my toy", Jimin smiled before skipping to the room.

Seokjin felt his whole being heat up, he was completely thrown off by that statement. Jimin saying 'I'll think of you when I use my toy' really just made Seokjin want to ram his head against concrete. Just. What. Does. He. Mean? His mind fogged a bit until he heard a muffled moan from upstairs.

Yoongi panted heavily as Hoseok swallowed around him, making him convulse a bit before pulling out, plopping down on Hoseok's thighs. They remained lost in each others eyes for a solid minute, telepathically sending each other signals. The air soon became suffocated after they just realized what went down, Hoseok's eyes widening and Yoongi tensing up. It kinda just happened; they don't regret it of course but that just happened. They've known each other for a week and Hoseok... damn it.

"You're hard again..", Yoongi flicked his eyes from Hoseok's eyes to his hard on, of course Yoongi felt like he had to do something about it but Hoseok stopped him again and for real this time.

"I-I can take care of it, seriously. Thank you..", Hoseok wanted to decrease, he wanted a hole dug specifically for him with the words on his tombstone saying 'way to go dumbass'. "I have to get in contact with Joon.."

Yoongi frowned, again not because of the fact that Hoseok is denying him, it just that Yoongi felt like he didn't do enough to please the younger and show his full potential. But then again, he was very shy when Hoseok took him because...well no owner really did that before. It was just Jimin. If anything, all he wants is reassurance, "..Did I do a good job?"

Hoseok's furrowed his eyebrows at the question, but seeing the way Yoongi looked disappointed at his expression Hoseok had frantically gave him what he wanted, "It was amazing, it's been ages since yes, you did great".

A tombstone would be amazing right now.

Yoongi nodded, his ears rising back up, "I should probably get back to the room before Jimin wakes up. I don't want him crying", Yoongi hopped off the bed, his long 'FG' shirt covering his modesty as he pulled his underwear and sweatpants back up. "You felt amazing as well..."

Hoseok covered his lower half with the blanket, as if Yoongi hasn't seen it, and reddened, "Thanks". He kept his eyes on Yoongi as the hybrid waddled to the bedroom door, looking back at Hoseok for a brief second before exiting the room. Hoseok immediately reached in his bottom drawer to retrieve the fleshlight and excused himself to his bathroom, wanting to release the strain he felt.

Yoongi hummed down the stairs, his ears twitched when he heard someone in the kitchen and noise coming from his shared room. Seokjin appeared with a very flushed face and a button or two undone of his shirt, he looked stressed and startled.

"Are you alright?", Yoongi's voice made Seokjin jump a bit, "you know, for someone who is a boxer, you get scared quiet easily"

"I'm sorry", Seokjin mumbled, seemingly hot as he cut up some fruit, "Jimin is just very vocal, that's all", Seokjin slammed the knife on the cutting board when both Seokjin and Yoongi heard a high pitched 'Hyung~' emit from the room. Seokjin stopped what he was doing, "excuse me..", he shuffled past Yoongi and out to the backyard. Yoongi felt very conflicted.

Yoongi opened the door to the room when an intense amount of pheromones hit him to the point that he instantly growled. The side of Jimin's face and pressed against the bed, chest flat on it while his ass stayed in the air, pumping a vibrating dildo inside of him. Some drool had escaped due to his mouth being open and moaning.

"Seokjin hyung~", Jimin chanted before realizing who came through the door, "Yoongi, please."

"That's why Seokjin looked bright like a tomato, you were calling for him", Yoongi analyzed the situation.

"Because- ahh~ we saw you and-d Hoseok hyung", Jimin pushed it deeper inside of him, making his breath stop, his thighs quaked as he stroked himself, "your scent did this, take responsibility"

Yoongi chuckled, "the both of you are perverts", Yoongi strolled behind Jimin and removed his hands from the toy, taking control of it himself, "color?"


“So he quit?", Taehyung asked the receptionist in the tattoo parlor.

"Yes, the day you called was the day he filed to leave the parlor. I tried calling him yesterday but his number changed.", she looked pretty depressed about it, "he was a pretty cool hybrid."

"Do you know his address?", Taehyung slid a piece of paper and pen to the female, she looked at him as if he had 14 eyes on his face, "he didn't exactly get to tell me when we met at the bar a few days ago", Taehyung lied.

"You must really like him but how can I trust you? I just met you, he probably didn't even want you to know", she crossed her arms over her chest, wearing an obnoxious face. Taehyung is glad he has enough self control or else he wouldn't shot her by now.

"Fine, but do you at least know the reason as to why he quit?"

She pondered a bit, trying to remember, "he mentioned something about an event for his father's boss? Some retirement party tonight, I don't know, it's pretty weird."

"Oh I heard about it, it's for the..uh..shit I forgot"

"Shin Incorpora-"

"The Shin Incorporate! Right", Taehyung feigned a surprised face, "isn't it only like...uhh.."

"14 miles aw-"

"14 miles away from here, yeah.", Taehyung's acting seemed to influence the oblivious broad, "well, thank you anyway. I'll have to get going."

"Oh Um..okay?", the receptionist waved at him which Taehyung didn't see.

"Shin incorporate..", Taehyung mumbled to himself as he quickly searched it on his phone. But before he could even click on the news about it, he received a call that from "Unknown".

"Hello?", Taehyung monotonously voiced from his side.

"You seem very eager, Taehyung", a distorted voice came from the other end, "You've even went out of your way to find out where this party is being hosted. How cute."

"You didn't seem to be very clever with the Morse code, I'm guessing that this is Deok?", Taehyung hopped in his car and started driving.

"Maybe, maybe not.", the other voice manically chuckled

"Why did you send me the code? What do you want?"

"But if I tell you, that would ruin the whole game. But I'll give you a little teaser", Taehyung had connected his phone to his tablet during a red light to trace where the call was coming from, "it was supposed to be one until it turned into two and now since you're involved, it's a double threat deal plus a free prize. And at the end of the game, there will be one winner after the game maker loses as well."

"Oh really?", Taehyung focused on the road while flicking his eyes from his tablet, waiting for the trace to be over, "when will this game start?"

"Soon. Right when this traced call is finished", Taehyung's heart stopped when he say that the call had been traced from his old house, "nice grave you have here...see you tonight at 9.", the call went to dial tone and the tracker had stopped blinking.

Taehyung wasn't focusing anymore, he ran a stop sign after seeing that the call is coming from his old house. Emptiness increasingly filled with rage as he stepped on the gas, hurrying to get to it. He took a loaded handgun out from his glove box, placing it on the passenger seat temporarily. Whoever the hell called him Taehyung swore he would kill with his own two hands. They were at Sungmin's grave site and Taehyung wasn't having it. The closer he drove to his destination, the more his blood boiled.

Taehyung gripped the steering wheel and pressed the acceleration even more, driving up a small hill in order to reach it. Once he did, Taehyung hopped out the drivers seat after reaching for his gun and slamming the door closed. Thinking recklessly, he kicked open the front door open. He held the gun straight up in front of him, Taehyung felt like he was experiencing an out of body moment. He feels like this is all fake and that he shouldn't be here but he is. He checked the kitchen, dining area, bathroom and rooms, there weren't any signs of people. Hurriedly, he ran down the steps and gathered to the forest area, running through it to Sungmin's grave.

Taehyung smelt smoke...colors of red and ember at a distance...this wasn't good.

Once the fire became appeared in his view, he stumbled and fell to the ground on his knees, dropping his gun in the process...the grave had been dug up and Sungmin's makeshift coffin set ablaze. Taehyung started hyperventilating, his eyes focusing in and out as he watched the fire slowly going down. Tears built up at the brim, body shaking vigorously as he grabbed the gun. Rising from the ground, his whole body radiated hatred as he pushed some dirt into the grave, trying to take out the fire. He was too depressed to even tidy it up for Sungmin, just wanting to get rid of the fire. Taehyung's breath was still shaky but he calmed down when suddenly he heard a twig snap.

A gun shot was fired without hesitation, instead of it being a human, it was an squirrel. He just killed a squirrel...

Feeling terrible, he buried the small animal where they lied and walked back to his car. As he drove off, he contemplated whether going to Hoseok's or not. He wouldn't want to put them in danger, this is exactly why he didn't want to move in but for some reason, he felt like it couldn't be avoided. Then he remembered that the hybrids and Hoseok had dress shoes.. Taehyung took a u turn and drove straight to Hoseok's place which wasn't that far. All he knew was that he had to take them fast and efficiently. By the time he reached the gate, Jungkook had opened it to reveal a very pissed off and paranoid looking Taehyung.

"Hyung, you okay?", Taehyung didn't answer him, he just waited until the gates opened before driving into the front of the mansion.

He didn't want to have any interaction with anyone so when the doors opened to reveal Seokjin, he pushed past him.

"Welcome home then..", Seokjin frowned as he watched the frantic male jog up the stairs only to appear a few minutes later with a pair of Hoseok's dress shoes and a very confused orange haired following behind him.

"Why is he taking my shoes? Seokjin what's going on?", Hoseok scowled as the younger busted into the room with the shared hybrids.

"Tae Tae- Um where..", they heard Jimin's excited voice turn into one of concern but Taehyung wanted to avoid all concerns. They watched as he walked out with Yoongi and Jimin's dress shoes before grabbing the front door knob. "Um...make sure to bring those back.."

"Will do...see you in a few days..", we're the first and last words Taehyung said before walking out the front door.

The house fell silent, Jimin, Hoseok, and Seokjin stood staring at the front door, trying to analyze what just happened. Hoseok and Seokjin's conversation was...interesting. They stood there for a good minute until Yoongi waddled out the room, rubbing his tummy and breaking the silence.

"Maybe he's polishing the shoes..", Yoongi shrugged, catching the attention of everyone for a split second before causing them to all flustered at what happened today.


Jungkook walked through the door, "Why did Taehyung leave so suddenly?"

"Don't know, wouldn't tell me when I asked", Hoseok cleared his throat,"Did he say anything to you?"

"Not at all. He just drove in and drove out without saying a word", Jungkook furrowed his brows, "does he usually do this?"

"Not from what we know", Seokjin concluded.

"I hope he brings them back. They were quite expensive", Jimin fiddled with his fingers.

"What if something came up?", Yoongi caught everyone's attention from the entrance of the kitchen, drinking some coffee, "think about it. He randomly comes in the house after leaving for a day, takes shoes without saying a word, and drives away. He would usually reply if we spoke to him and he wore a very frustrated look on his face. I could be over analyzing it but he's an assassin, he wouldn't do this without reason."

Everyone looked at him speechless, they believed he could be right but it didn't explain-

"But the-"

"Jimin, he'll bring the shoes back, it's okay", Yoongi walked up to the younger and took his hand, leading him to the couch to watch a show.

"He has coffee in his hand...", Seokjin quivered at the thought of it spilling onto the floor next to the television. "Anyways, he could be right but I don't really know what Taehyung does behind his assassin side that would cause him to seem so paranoid."

"Taehyung did admit that he didn't want to come here due to the fact that we could be in danger if he was here...but if that was the case, wouldn't he have packed and left?", Hoseok butted in.

Jungkook left to ponder amidst the speculation the two older males were having before speaking his mind, "...bulletproof glass windows?"

"..You're right..", Hoseok mumbled to himself,"mind getting the inches of all the windows in this house as I search for it on the web?"

"You get upstairs, I get downstairs?", Jungkook asked Seokjin who just nodded.

"Let's just not worry Yoongi or Jimin in case this is a real thing that's happening", Seokjin whispered as if that was going to help the fact that they have excellent hearing. They tried not to show it, or at least Jimin, due to the fact that he doesn't want them to worry and die to the fact that he doesn't want anyone getting shot.

Famous last words.