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Reading recommendation (Jungkook only) (pt.1)

(F): fluff, (S): Smut, (A): Angst 

Jungkook reading recommendation (pt.2)

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Mommy Virgin

Hybrid! Alpha! Baby daddy! Bunny! Jungkook X Pregnant! Human! Chubby reader (wow, what a mouth full.)

Babydaddy au, CEO au, hybrid au, sperm banks, Jungkook has a short temper because I think it’s 🥵...😳..Anyway...Enjoy.....

“Hyung!” A Lovely Afternoon turned hectic upon the arrival of another Ceo member; he ducked and dodged, swiftly weaving through the crowd at the entrance. “ Hyung! Seokjin!”

Coming up to the security gates, He swore under his breath, realizing he had left his ID at home; luckily, He had enough momentum to hop up and over the gates. “ I'm sorry!” He apologized to security while speeding by.

“Hyung!” He pushed open his hyung's doors.

Perfect, not one but two hyungs. “ We heard you causing a ruckus downstairs, Bunny Boy-,”

“I'm a dad!” He exclaimed from the top of his lungs

A cloud of confusion filled the office, followed by stunted silence.

“What!!”

What an intro, huh?

Introducing Our male lead, Jeon Jungkook, An Alpha Rabbit Hybrid. Yep, An Alpha bunny- but not just any breed of bunny; a Giant Flemish Lop; a large bunny with enough strength to tear apart most hardware materials and speed to leave a car in the dust. And being an alpha only enhances his abilities.

Unfortunately, the females of his species have a deadly immune disorder causing them to die quickly from illnesses. His species has deteriorated through the past decade.

Jeon Jungkook is a part of an endangered species.

Jungkook's solution involved donating his sperm to a sperm bank; being eighteen then, He didn't think thoroughly of the representations, and now, well over a decade. He receives his punishment...with a smile?

The two hyungs observed the brittle paper. “For-fucks-sakes, Jungkook. Why the hell is your office so disgusting?” Namjoon scoffed at the scattered blankets and empty ramenyeon bowls. “Did you spend the night in here?”

“No, that's from last week.” Jungkook shrugged off the looks of disgust with a slight head tilt.

“Ewww.” Seokjin adjusted his distance.

“I was in the middle of cleaning up.” Jungkook pointed out to Jin before turning to Namjoon. “ So I started on this pile beside the fax machine..I didn't even know I had one.”

“Despite the dust on the paper, The document was dated a month ago.” Namjoon arched his brow at the snags along the sides. For those curious kittens who want to know.

Kim Namjoon (A Doggy Hybrid)

A pure bred labrador retriever minus the human DNA- Sharp as a tack, A born-leader, as handsome as they come, and melts for belly rubs.

Kim Seokjin (A Mouse Hybrid)

He’s a dormouse to be exact and He’s…Jin Shrugs

"We have to see her.” An unfamiliar sensation fueled Jungkook's curiosity and insanity from Namjoon’s Pov

Seokjin laughed, slapping Namjoon’s shoulder. “He's crazy! He-He thinks he can just find her.” Jin 's tears rolled down his rosey cheeks.

Namjoon is often empathic; I mean, he's half-dog; being therapeutic is in his blood. “Listen, Bun; I understand this is important to you, but-” He humorlessly chuckled. “ We-We are lacking in vital documentation on who this woman is or -”

Jungkook's racing heartbeat drowns Namjoon’s panic voice of reasoning, occasionally tuning back in now and again for keywords. Shit. He’s right. Drifting off his headspace for a second, too, he retrieves his answer in the form of a person.

“Or if she's still with child-.”

“Hobi Hyung.” Jungkook interrupted.

Namjoon’s blood ran cold.

“Where?!” Jin startled himself enough to take shelter behind the couch. “I thought he was in prison?!”

“He is; Hyung, Please calm down,you will alarm our co-workers ” Namjoon claimed, opening a window. “What are you bringing up his name for?” His tail curiously curved.

“ Because I might have to get my hands dirty." He smirked, " Don't follow me, Hyung " He teased, dashing out the office door.

Surprise! This was teaser/test? This is my first time trying to hop on the Hybrid AU train so if you like it please let me know and I will happily make more! Please like it 🫶🏽

BUNNY TROUBLE | 01

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― pairing: Jeongguk x reader  ― genre: fluff, future smut, (kind of) hybrid!jeongguk, bunny!jeongguk, magical wishes, Taehyung!best friend, crack/humor lol I tried, swearing ― word count: 5.9k  ― summery: A quick decision to save a hurt bunny on the side of the road might not seem like a big deal to many people, Y/N doesn’t think much of it either and decides to take care of the little male rabbit but what she doesn’t expect is when he one night turns into a human and hell breaks loose…  

― A/N: So today’s my birthday so I thought what better way to celebrate it than uploading the first part of the series I’ve worked on for a little more than a week now? I hope you like it and I’ll start writing part two as soon as possible! posted: June 23, 2019

don’t post/copy my work without my permission © 

“So what are you gonna do now?” Taehyung’s low voice filled your ear as you walked down the long sidewalk.

A heavy sigh left your lips, the cardboard box in your hand was impossible to ignore and just reminded you of how bad your day had been. Not only did you burn your breakfast, miss the bus which made you late to work but you also lost your job today.

“Honestly, I’ve no idea,” you answered, feeling how your eyebrows furrowed together, “I don’t even know why that evil hag fired me in the first place!”

As Taehyung could see your facial expression through the phone he laughed, “Maybe ‘cause she’s evil?” and you snorted at that, sure your boss, or more like ex-boss, was a bitch but did she really have to take her anger out on poor you? “Anyway, do you want to come over? My shift ends soon so maybe we could watch a movie, maybe that one you told me about a few weeks ago?”

“Oh, you remember that? Then yes, please I just want to forget about this day ever happened.” You whined and threw your head back to see the dark sky above, even the gray clouds matched your mood today. “I’ll go to you now.”

“Great,” you could hear his smile, “see you later, bae.”

“I told you not to call me tha-”, you started saying but he had already hung up on you making you roll your eyes. “Taehyung!” you exclaimed but you couldn’t keep the corners of your mouth from turning upwards. Your best friend was such an idiot, you thought shaking your head before turning off your phone and putting it in your pocket.

You tried to keep smiling but it was difficult, you just lost your income and would have to start searching for a new job as soon as possible and who knew when you would be hired again?

“Aish,” you hissed before kicking a small stone lying in your way and watched how it rolled away toward the ditch on the side of the sidewalk. You didn’t really think much of it and kept walking but a strange noise made you stop in your tracks. A weak whimpering sound made you turn your head and look down, a gasp fell from your lips and you dropped the box.

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Treasure || 01

Warnings: smut implied, swearing, mentions of mating and bonding, taking pills

Pairing: Jungkook!BTSHybrid x reader!Hybrid

Premise: He wants to be your treasure.

Author’s notes: This kind of came out of no where, but this is my first time with a hybrid au. I want to get batter at it, so I may come back and redo this later haha, Heavily unedited, I'm tired.

Should I do a part two????

masterlist || part 2

“That’s a wrap!” The director yells from behind the camera.

Finally being able to break out of your stiff posture, shoulders dropping, arms stretching above your head. A groan escapes your body as you feel your muscles relax. Turning to the members of BTS, they are all buzzing with excitement, bringing an end to their busy schedule for today.

The group and yourself say thank you’s and goodbyes to the staff as you are ushered back towards the hair and makeup rooms, chatting amongst yourselves as you make your way.

Making sure to avoid Jungkook's gaze, you opt for walking out a step or three in front of the group. Jungkook trailing closely behind you, but still maintaining a cautious distance.

Jin walking next to you asks if you’re still on for lunch next week. You say yes. He asks if you can come to the company to meet him then you can leave for lunch together. He has work scheduled in the morning but is free after. You agree as you’re off that day already.

You all enter into the change rooms. Changing back into regular clothes. Finishing in the bathroom you head out and over to your duffel bag from the day's schedule.

Casually scanning your phone and talking to Namjoon, with Jungkook standing awkwardly nearby but not engaging in the conversation. You’re waiting for your manager to tell you your car is ready.

The others finally emerge from the other restrooms and changing rooms.

Yoongi mentions Jimin's change in smell. Signalling Jimin's impending heat. Jimin grabs the bottle of suppressants from the counter, not thinking much of it. Announcing that he’s taking one, you not paying much attention. The rattle of the pills pulls your focus, realizing that they are your suppressants. Panicked, you run over to him.

“Jimin NO!” You slap the pills out of his hand before they can reach his mouth.

FOr only a moment, all you can hear is the scattering and breaking of pills on the floor. Confusion hanging heavy in the air.

“What was that?” Jimin asks, eyes large from shock.

“You can't take these. You’ll have to find someone else to lend you some.” You choke out. This isn’t how you wanted to bring up this topic. Hell this alone would lead you to finally tell them everything. Everything…. That’s something you weren’t ready for anyone to know yet.

“But-“ Jimin tries.

“Y/n, the car is ready” Your manager calls from the door way.

“I’m really sorry Jimin. I promise I’ll explain later.” You offer an apology with a smile. He smiles back assuringly, but his scent tells you something different. Fear, for a tiny second he was afraid of you and your outburst. He tries to hide it, but you catch it. Not only his. Fear seeped off of everyone in the room...everyone except one.

Only one person has never shown any signs of fear while being around you. Just knowing that, made heat pool in your lower stomach.

“Oh-ok…Jin!” Jimin redirects. “Do you have any on yours?”

“Yea, let me grab them” Jin chimes up brightly. Releasing comforting pheremones into the room. Clearly trying to relax predator and prey alike. ANd it does work. It always works.

Jungkooks eyes are the only ones that linger on you. Worry evident as he chews on his bottom lip, doe eyes following you around the room as you grab your stuff and follow your manager out.

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Making your way into Hybe, waving at fellow idols. You text Jin that you’ve arrived, he responds that his work is taking longer than expected and asks if you can wait a little while. You say yes and tell him you’re headed to the cafe.

The discomfort on your body grows, body feeling heavier with every step. You took double suppressants this morning, as you could feel your pheromones going into overdrive. Your 5 senses focusing on everything, like they were searching for something..or someone. You guessed it was about time for your heat. You had messaged the guys in the group chat about going into preheat the night prior. They all insisted it would be fine as long as you took your pills, reluctantly you agreed.

Turning down the hallway before the cafe, the heat in your stomach grew into an inferno. You don’t get a chance to think about what’s going on when you run right into Jungkook. He catches you in his arms. Your scent sends a flash through his eyes. His own scent explodes from his body. Your cold skin feeling unbearably warm, under his large hands. Lungs filling with his intoxicating smell, almost losing all control right there and then. You shove away from him with enough force to make him falter to his knees. You can’t stop your body trembling as you look down at him. Staff members begin running over to him, while you make a mad dash away from him.

Forcing yourself to focus on Jin's comforting scent you run in his direction. He’s coming down another hallway, away from the cafe. He was looking for you there, but couldn’t find you.

“Jin!” You yell, throwing yourself in his arms.

“Y/n?” He manages to catch you just in time. His scent filling your lungs, making your mind refocus.

“Jin I need help, my heat-” Choking on each word as you force yourself to blink back tears in your eyes.

“Oh my god.” He holds you close as he’s hit with your scent. FIghting back his own rising instincts to your body calling every unmated man to you. T claim you, mate you.

“But how did you go into heat? You just started preheat last night? It’s not possible.” Jin gasps. Arms still latched around your waist.

“Yea I know, thanks. I need you to get me out of here.” You whisper to him as you hear footsteps approaching. You can smell the two males before they were even close.

“Wait y/n’s in heat too?” Namjoon questions from behind you. You try to peel yourself off of Jin to look at them. “Oh god, your smell-“

“What do you mean? Someone else is in heat?” Jin pulls away from you to look at the others.

“Jk burst into a full blown rut. They’re taking him to a rut room. Or at least trying to. He’s really fighting it. I’ve never seen him this aggressive before.” Jimin explains, eyes shaking as he stares at you. His instincts are screaming at him to go to you. But he, along with Jin, are doing their absolute damnedest to control themselves.

A scream is heard throughout the building, instantly you all know who it’s coming from. Pain shoots thorough you, stomach returning to its previous inferno. Clutching at your stomach you almost topple over, but regain your balance. Jin stares at you concerningly, but the realization hits him all too quickly.

“…oh my god y/n!!! Your preheat triggered JKs rut and his rut started your heat.” He states, alittle too loudly for the now pounding in your head.

“Fuck, I know! Trust me I know. That’s why you have to get me out of here!”

“You’re seriously still fighting this?! That poor boy has been pining over you for months and this is legitimate proof that you guys are meant to be and you’re still trying to get out of it? Why? Why is this so hard for you to accept?” He protests angrily.

“I cant. I cant be with him. I cant let him mate with me.” You sigh, once the pain lets up.

“What would be so wrong with that?” Jin demands, arms crossing infront of his chest. You can feel the annoyance surging through his scent.

“He’s only a bunny, Jin” You say slowly, staring at the ground.

“You’re really using that predator and prey bullshit?” Hands going lax at his sides, his blatant emotions in the air shifting to disappointment.

“No!” You look at him frantically, only to be met with a fresh wave of pain, Jimin catches you in his arms. You try to regain your thoughts and continue to explain. “Not only is he a bunny, he’s an idol. An extremely famous, well sought out, millions of people want to be with him, idol.”

“Don’t use his fame as an excuse.” Jin spits out between clenched teeth. He’s seething now. He can’t believe you would stoop so low to use his breed and status as excuses to force him away from you.

“It’s not-I don’t know how to explain this well.“ Leaning against Jimin for support. You breathe deeply before standing your ground and looking at your closest friend straight in his eyes. Unwavering. “I’m a dragon. What do Dragons do?”

Searching his eyes for understanding, but all you’re met with is confusion.

“We covet. Our greed is unmatched. Illogical. We are possessive, and greedy. If I mate with him, I’m more likely to lock him in a room for the rest of his life, never letting anyone see or hear him again. Or even worse, I could kill him. I don’t have control of the obsession. It’s not that I don’t want him, it’s that I’d want him too much.”

Now able to look at all three males, its time, even just a little to let them truly in.

“Why do you think there are so few dragon hybrids left? We’ve driven ourselves to madness. We’re uncontrollable. Why do you think my suppressants are so lethal to other hybrids?” You make a pointed look at Jimin, recalling the incident a week prior.

Jungkooks scream breaks through your vulnerable moment, crashing pain into your body and mind. Your legs give out, but no one is fast enough to catch you. You're sitting on the floor, trying to maintain deep breaths as opposed to the panicked shallow ones your body wants to give into. You can see the men infront of you visibly struggle. The pain is starting to turn into a lust, you won’t be able to hold off for long. Looking up into the faces of the males, your misty eyes, lips open, red flush creeping up against the blue tinted flesh of your body and the smell of your now leaking arousal is breaking them, all stagger back to be able to breathe again.

“I’m mated and her scent is starting to affect me.” Namjoon states, hand covering his mouth, trying not to breathe you in. “We have to do something. Quickly.”

“Is there any way you can help him? Without mating him?” Jimin asks desperately.

“Can you hold yourself back enough?” Namjoon questions.

“I-I don’t know. I don’t think that’s possible” Forcing your mind to think about the situation at hand and not the 2 unmated males in front of you. Their scents slowly creeping into your already hazy mind. Your eyes racking over their bodies, half lidded cobalt eyes now taking over your normal colour.

“Muzzle…what about your muzzle?” Jin stammers out, ripping his gaze from you.

“Huh?” Namjoon and Jimin shout in unison.

“I can't guarantee I won’t try to take it off. I’ll be too far gone in a frenzy to care about the pain.” The muzzle was made for your heats. You became dangerous during your cycle, and the only thing that kept you away from tearing out the throats of your guardians during that time was your muzzle. Made with a metal that you yourself could not open, searing your flesh on contact. Impossible for you to take off without help. Well when you weren’t driven into a mate induced heat. There’s only one place that could possibly hold you, and as much as you didn’t want to go back there. It was the safest option.

“We can't risk it.”

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“Honestly if you were to tie him up in your apartment to keep him for yourself he’d be thrilled.” Jin states as he continues to look around the tiny one room you’ll be staying in.

“This isn’t funny.” You snap at him.

The pain and heat between your legs had lessened enough for them to get you here, with help from your guardians of course. The farther distance you had from Jungkook the better. His scent no longer intoxicates you, but still lingering on your skin from where he touched you.

“No it’s not. That boy is so absolutely smitten with you, if he knew you wanted him this badly he’d be the happiest man on the planet.” Jin gestures to your cold prison. Cement walls, floor and ceiling. Steal bars over the only window you had. A metal cot, with what looked like a metal prison toilet was all that was in the room.

“He’s not a child y/n. He understands the gravity of what you are. And he still wants to be with you.” Namjoons soothing voice coming from the doorway.

“He isn’t thinking about it for the group though. I’d need to be with him 24/7, or else I’d lose it. I would probably kill someone if I wasn’t with him. On tours, interviews, shoots, filming, even just on days off, I'd never be able to be apart from him.” You exclaim, exasperated facing the window, away from them. Why weren’t they understanding the gravity of you mating with Jungkook?

“He has, y/n. He brought it up to all of us before. He’s already asked us about it.” Jimin offers hopefully.

“What?” Turning to face them, unable to hide the shock from your face or in your scent.

“He wants you to be with him all the time. He’s needy, whether that be the bunny in him or if that’s just jungkook, who knows. But he wants all that. With you.” Jimin opens up more about their Bunny maknae.

Thoughts reel through your head, you force them out with a shake. This is safer. This will keep him safe. This will allow him to continue to live his life freely. Unbound to an obsessive, dangerous hybrid.

Muffle voices come from the hall outside, your guardians announcing that they had to lock you in now.

“Are you sure about this?” Jimin tries one last time, beggin you to return to Hybe. Be with his friend. Stop you both from feeling this pain. But your resolution is set. You’ve made up your mind.

“No. I’m terrified.”

Between Jungkook's freedom and your life. You’d pick him every time.

You give them a reassuring nod before they step out of the room, the steel doors closing behind them. The locking mechanism ominously echoes against the concrete of the walls. Locked in. There’s a window, allowing you to look out, but it’s lined with steel bars as well as you’re 18 stories up. Hopefully it can hold you long enough for his rut to pass. This isn’t the first time you’d been locked in here and it probably won't be your last.

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“It’s been over a week and Jungkook is still locked up in that rut room.” Jin shouts angrily at you. “What the hell is going on? What aren’t you telling us?”

Silence.

“I understand you wanting to be quiet about your heats and the possibility of being Jungkook mate, and even the potential dangers. But THIS.” His patience is running thin. He couldn’t bear to see his maknae in so much pain, and for so long. “this is too much. What is happening to him?!”

“I’m not…sure.” Finally finding your voice. “This isn't a normal heat for me. This is something so much more intense, the waves. The pain.”

“If his rut is connected to my heat, we might have a really big problem.” Perched on the side of your cot, you stare at the ground. Running through your options of having to explain your complicated heats. A topic you had a hard time understanding yourself.

“-what.”

“I don’t have regular heats. They don’t show up every few months, as spouts of ‘needing to breed’, waking up from horny induced relapse.”

Finally making eye contact with Jin.

“I’ve taken suppressants every day of my life Jin. Every. Day.” Eyes pleading with him, pleading for something you don’t even understand. “It’s like being in preheat for your whole life. The suppressants take the edge and pain away.”

“But before-?”

“What you felt. Hell, what everyone has felt is my preheat while I’m on suppressants. They can't stop my heat, they just dull it.”

“Wait. How is that possible? We’ve known you for almost a year and we’ve never had an issue before?” Jin is completely bewildered. Nothing was adding up anymore. He thought he was confused before but now? Oh hell, he was really losing it.

“I haven’t gone into heat since knowing you.” Your voice drops to a whisper. Alot was still unknown about your kind, with so few of you left it was almost impossible to be observed. Especially with many of you dying so young.

Jin's face pales. “When was the last time you went into heat?”

“Three years ago.” Voice barely coming out in anything more than an exhale.

“THREE YEARS?!”

You flinch.

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“Noona, this has been going on too long. It’s been two weeks. They won’t let him out until he shows some sign of breaking through his rut.” Jimin chews on his bottom lip, the only smell lacing his scent is concern.

You can’t help but shudder at the thought of Jungkook alone in a rut room. Begging for release. For you. You can only imagine his crisp scent bursting tenfold, mixing with unbearable lust and need. You feel a heat pool between your legs. The room filling with your own lust scented pheromones.

“You’re not doing that much better..” Jimin mumbles, breaking your train of luid thoughts. Shifting uncomfortably against the wetness soaking your underwear.

“I’m doing the best I can.” You sigh.

Namjoon and Jimin exchange looks. Exasperation leaves your body, a deep throating whine leaving your already falting focus.

“Look- I’m doing everything I possibly can to stop myself from tearing this city apart to get to him. He’s haunting me. Every day, every hour, every minute and every second.” Your body begins to tremble at how easy it would be for you to break this country, if it tried to stand in your way.

“He’s across town?” Namjoon questions.

“but I can still hear him…smell him…taste him in the air.” “If you don’t lock me in a box and bury me 50ft under, I’m about ready to make a run for it.”

You all hear a loud banging from outside the room. The locks screech as they are being unlocked. You all stand there completely dumbfounded. But in your shock you're too slow to realize the scent seeping from the hallway.

“THAT’S IT.” Jin screams, as he bolts into the room, throwing one of Jungkook's sweaters at your head.

You don’t move. You let it collide with your face. Instantly the smell hits you, body clenching around nothing. Slowly you peel it away, grasped in a death grip. Eyes glowing cobalt, blue shining from the back of your throat from your chest, ice breathing creeping from your mouth. This smell. Jungkook’s smell. His rut lingers on the fabric, engulfing your entire being.

Before you can regain your humanity, you lurch backward, sweater in hand, as you pull off the metal bars from the window, throwing the broek steel and cement to the ground. You throw your body through the glass window, landing on your feet 18 stories bellow. Pain shoots up from your feet into your calves and knees, but it doesn’t stop you. You take off running in the direction of his scent. Passing people on the sidewalk, crossing busy streets not bothering to check the lights, jumping over cars stopped in your way.

Lungs screaming for breath as your make your way into the Hybe sanctioned building. You’ve slowed to a walk. The predator in you coming out, your instincts setting you into a prowl. The guards of Junkgooks door don’t try to stop you as you walk up to it, slowly inhaling the dangerously strong scent fighting it’s way out from behind the locked door. You turn the lock, slowly opening the door, not stopping your steps as you’re falling immersed in it. Someone from outside closes the door behind you. Slumping back against it, your senses are fully taken from you, you close your eyes allowing yourself to drift. The air is thick, only made worse when you hear the bathroom door clock open, the air now almost choking you.

“Noona..?” Jungkook’s feeble voice breaks through your thoughts. Still leaning back on the door, you slowly peel your eyes open. He’s wearing nothing but a loose pair of nike gym shorts. Your mind begins to drift back, eyes following the curves of his sculpted chest, broad shoulders and slim waist. Mouth running dry as all the moisture in your body migrates to your underwear once again. You can almost feel it running down your legs.

“Kook” You plead, for something you’re not sure about. Reality hitting right then and there. “No, I need to go. I need to leave”

You make a weak attempt at turning around to leave the room.

“No Noona!” Jk shout, tears falling out of his beautiful large brown eyes. Angrily staring down at your feet. “Why won’t you let it be me? Why can't it be me? What’s so wrong about me?”

Panic risen. Your urge to soothe and comfort him is almost overwhelming. Almost.

“I want you kook.” You finally admit out loud. His ears perk up, his glassy eyes finally looking at you again. “But I can't have you.”

Tears continue to silently fall down his face. He questions you silently.

A wave of his rut hits him again, he staggers back catching himself against the foot of the bed.

You scream in pain as your insides feel like they are being twisted around a branding spike. Your cool skin is set ablaze. Thankfully the door keeps you up right.

You see the look of realization hit him, but you barely have the energy now to dismiss him. He takes a step toward you on shaky legs. He watches your pupils dilate.

Another step, your eyes bleeding to cobalt. Legs shaking uncontrollably.

Another step, the blue glow from your chest and throat begin to shine anew.

“Don’t.” You plead.

“Noona let me be the one.” Another step. You have become the prey.

“Let yourself have me.” Another step, the chilled mist falls from your mouth. Now you really do feel it sliding down the inside of your thigh.

Now he’s standing right in front of you, less than an arm's reach away.

“Let me be your treasure“

masterlist || part 2

For real though, do let me know any and every critic you have! What you think I should change or what you liked about it! And please let me know if you want a part 2.

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TREASURE || 02

Warnings: smut. I REPEAT SMUT, swearing, mentions of mating and bonding.

Pairing: Jungkook!BTSHybrid x reader!Hybrid

Premise: He wants to be your treasure.

Authors notes: AH I did it, part two!! This is my first time writing full smut, so just brace yourself folks and I’m sorry if it’s terrible. Regardless let me know what you think so I can always improve in the future!!

masterlist || part 1

Your eyes roll back, closing slowly as he takes a half step. Bodies inches apart, he rests his forehead against your shoulder. Arms coming up, placed on either side of your body caging you to the door. The heat from the contact sinking into the t-shirt covered scaled shoulder. Inhaling your dragon breath, lust wracking through his bones, causing him to shudder.

You're no longer able to fight against your instincts. No longer wanting to run, but for this prey to be forever yours.

“You want to breed me bunny.” Your voice comes out in a low seductive murmur. You look down at him.

Jungkook, let's out a whimper. Hands clenching against the door.

“Want to fill me with your scent, until I only smell like you? So there could never be another.”

His chest begins to rumble. He shifts his weight, so he’s able to peer up at you. Cheek resting against your shoulder. You’re met with glassy eyes.

You stand up straight, breaking contact. You bite back a whine as his heat leaves your skin.

Slow blink. You grab his chin firmly between your thumb and index finger, really forcing him to look at you. He needs to understand what he is asking of you.

“This won’t be fast bunny. This will be slow. Agonizingly slow.” You guide. “Can you handle that?”

He nods his head frantically, eyes pleading. But continues watching you intently.

You release his chin, hand slowly gliding down his slightly damp neck. Hands traveling over his chest and abdomen. A sweat droplet catches your eye as it slides down his chest. Without a second thought, you drop to one knee, hands resting on his hips. You bring your face ever so close to the escaping liquid, it’s stopped in its travels catching on the skin of his upper abs. You lean in, tongue extending out of our mouth to collect it. His body tastes like pure bliss. Flavour explodes through your every sense. Savouring the taste, you let your tongue travel up, following the trail it left behind. Over his chest, up his neck to his jaw line.

You weren’t kidding when you said it would be so painfully slow. TIme slips away, becoming irrelevant. Whether time had stopped or no longer existed, neither of you could tell. Your dragon instincts wouldn’t let you rush, at least not the first one.

You look at his face. Eyes squeezed so tightly shut, he was seeing stars. Holding his breath, body shakes slightly as he fights with himself. His bunny instincts would be screaming at him to be in you, pound into you over and over again, filling you each time. But that’s not what you needed for now this was for you. And you are sure to return the favour.

“My delicious, sweet bunny Koo.” You sing as you lift your hands, cupping his cheeks. He’s still leaning on the door, towering over you. With shaky breath he opens his eyes. You reach up, and drag your tongue over his partially open lips. His pupils dilate, breathe hitches. You lick again, this time letting the tip of your tongue slide past his lips and then back out again. He regains his ragged breathing. Focusing on your repetitive, teasing tongue. A whimper escapes his throat.

Shifting back, you poke out your tongue, waiting for him to respond. He slowly opens his mouth wider allowing his tongue to partially hang out into the warm thickly scented air. You stare at his tongue, hands sliding from his cheeks to his sides. Nails digging into his skin slightly when you see saliva ascend down his limp tongue. Reaching up again, you wrap your tongue around his, collecting all pooling saliva before it can lay to waste on the floor. You milk his tongue. Feeling his muscles tense under your hands. His scent growing muskier by the millisecond.

Capturing his lips fully in yours, he lets you take the lead. He follows your movements, your slow purposeful movements as you explore his mouth with your tongue. Your dragon breath escapes you, out of your mouth and nose. He swallows it down. Just as you are swallowing his moans.

“Touch?” His voice sounding so distant and innocent.

“Mm” You hum in response. His hands dropping from beside you, now skirting the hem of your shirt. Thumb dipping under to feel your blue scaled hips.

His hands trail higher under the fabric following the path of blue. Refusing to part your lips, even for a second you lean forward back fully off the door. You don’t need to say anything. Everything he already knows.

Your shirt is lifted up over your head, dropped to the floor. Now forced apart, he rests his forehead against yours, warm breath sweeping over your face. He’s staring down at your scaled collarbones, the blue on your hips circling your abdomen and slightly dusting your ribcage. No ones ever seen the extent of your scales before, in all their bareness. Until now. Worry does spike in you momentarily at how hard his gaze is on them, face gone blank, you are unable to read him anymore.

“Bunny?” You ask meekly.

“Beautiful” He mumbles almost to himself as he lowers himself to his knees.

Being face to face with them he can see the ocean colour of blue that they are. How they catch the light and look as though they are dusted with gold. His large hands move back to your hips. He watches his fingers glide over them, fascinated with the way they feel against his skin.

You're staring down at him, afraid to ask him what he’s thinking. He senses you staring, leaning forward he kisses your scaly abdomen before looking up at you.

“Beautiful.” He states again, this time loudly with a fierce bite to his word. He looks again at your body, leaning forward resting his nose on you he inhales deeply before licking over your ribcage. His need to feel the soft texture against his tongue outweighs everything. The need for you to understand just how much he loves all of you. Not just the parts you show.

Your breath hitches as your head comes in contact with the door behind you. How can one bunny be so intoxicating? So overwhelmingly everything. All consuming. He grabs the waistband of your sweatpants. You regain your balance and unplaster yourself from the door.

Unsaid instructions are clear in these moments. He deliberately, slowly drags your underwear down with your sweats, lifting one foot after the other to remove them from you fully. The scales on your hips drop lower, scattered around your pelvic bone.

He can’t stop staring. He wants to taste you so badly. Wants to lose himself in your core. He can already smell how wet you are, there was no denying how aroused you were. He Himself mirrors your lust driven mind with just how rock hard he is.

Without him noticing you reach back and undo your bra, discarding it like the rest of your clothes.

“Bunny” You breath, catching his attention. He’s subconsciously leaning towards your center. The gravity of you, making it unable to resist on his own. Threading your fingers through his hair to soothe him. “Later.”

His dark eyes scan your face, did you not want this too?

“We can do that later.” You chuckle at his jittering features. “Right now, I need you in me.”

With that he stands abruptly, pushing his body flush against yours, mouths reattaching. As if they had been lost from each other for eternity. He grunts at you, telling you to jump. And you do, his hands catching under your butt as your legs wrap around his slender waist. Pulling you away from the door, spinning you both around. Lips become numb in the cold of your breath and force of your neediness. Walking you both over to the bed with ease, he lowers you down on it. You scooch back, head now resting on his pillow. You watch him as he stands at the foot of the bed, sliding his shorts down, his erection springing free and slapping himself on the abdomen. Your mouth waters at the sight of the deliciously naked, godly sculpted man in front of you. A whimper erupts through your body, his warmth too far away from your own.

Moving as if on cue, he crawls up the bed, over you. His tongue licks at your lips. You open your mouth accepting him again. You can feel his length gliding against your inner thigh. Unable to wait any longer you grab a hold of his tense biceps.

“In. Now.”

Reaching between the little space between your bodies, he lines himself up with your wet entrance. You make eye contact one last time before he pushes into you, head falling against your collarbone.

Stilling himself finally fully inside of you. Hips bruisingly pressed into your pelvis. His restraint wanting to snap, he is so close to delirium now. Feeling your body react to him, on the inside. Walls wrapping around him so perfectly, clenching and twitching at the feel of him.

“My good bunny” you breathe into his neck. Humming with the slow burning pleasure your dragon is relishing in. You can feel his whole body shake in want for you. The want to start pounding into you. “You’re doing so well.”

Your breath comes out just as ragged as the man above you. His arms are shaking, attempting to hold himself up on his elbows. You wrap your legs around his waist. Pulling him painfully close. Hands running over his back, glaring over the sweat pool that he’s accumulated. Feeling every ridge of muscle and tendon that tenses and relaxes.

Dragon breath ghosts over his skin, forming goosebumps.

“Bunny” you moan, bringing your hands up to his head to force him to look at you.

His face flushed, sweat dripping from his hair that’s almost jabbing him in his eyes. His pupils are completely blown, the reflection of your crystals mesmerizing. His beautiful lips hanging open ever so slightly, trying to catch his breath. You lean forwards allowing your exhale to be filled with only the icy fog of your dragon breath. He closes his eyes inhaling as deeply as he possibly can. Wanting to have you completely envelope his whole being.

Your mating wasn’t purely about release and breeding. Dragons mate with a soul purpose of connection. Connecting on every level for as long as possible. And he was fighting against his instincts to give you everything you needed. Everything you wanted.

Seeing the desperation in his eyes. The commitment to you and your dragon. Everything you’ve ever wanted was here. In this man, this prey. Your bunny. Your jungkook.

“Jungkook.” His sight was trying to focus on you and not on what his instinct and body was telling him. “Bite me.”

His eyes widen as he registers your words through his lust filled haze. You shift your hold on his head, to lace your fingers through the hair on the nape of his neck. Pulling his head down, his lips grazing your skin, where your neck meets your shoulder.

“Y/n” He whimpers against you.

“Claim me Jungkook.” Your words coming out beggingly. This was right. Instincts or not. Heat or not. This was right.

You feel the heat pool in your lower abdomen as you feel his teeth scrape along your skin. The tension and pressure building to your orgasm as he licks the spot he’ll mark you. Now was your time to whine.

“Please.” You beg. And with that one word he sinks his teeth into your shoulder.

Your walls clench unbearably right around him as your orgasm hits you. Every muscle in your body twitches as you let out a loud moan of his name. He laps at your skin with his tongue when he feels your body begin to relax. Your vision slowly returning.

Your body twitches involuntarily around him. Still very aware of how he hasn’t moved at all. Except for the slight twitch he’s reciprocating inside of you.

He whimpers painfully. Still holding back, but now clearly in so much pain.

“Ssshh my bunny. It’s ok.” You stroke his hair. Nuzzling into his cheek. Scenting him, causing a growl to leave his chest.“Your turn. Take me Jungkook. Pound me. Let me bite you”

All self restraint he was holding onto broke in that instant. He slides his hands under your body, putting his pull weight on top of you, holding you still to him. He pulls out of you almost all the way, you moan at the sensitivity, and he slams back into you with a force you’ve never felt before.

He slams back into you over and over again. If it wasn’t for his good on you, you’re sure you would be banging your head against the headboard by now. You untangle your legs from around him, allowing him to use full motion with his hips. Spreading your legs wider, letting him finally take from you, instead of giving to you. But even this, this which is something your dragon instincts should be hating you for, is sending indescribable pleasure through you.

A deep low rumble vibrates through your chest, signalling him that everything he was doing was ok. It wasn’t only him enjoying this. You didn’t think he could go harder, but your bunny is full of surprises. The strength and speed at which he was sliding in and out of you…you could swear he was the predator.

Your mind slowly becoming mush, unable to focus on anything but the sensations Jungkook was making you feel. Looking directly into his face, pleasure as bright as day offered for you to see. He couldn’t hide anything if he wanted to. His face, his terrifyingly strong scent, his uncontrollable movements, his everything screamed at you.

His own eyes showing little to almost no sign of coherency. Breathing through an open mouth, as saliva ran down his chin. You were quick in catching it with your tongue before it dripped off of him. Tongue tracing its path to his mouth. His lips wrapped around your tongue, wanting more of you. Your slowly conjoined lips contrast with the harsh connection of your lower bodies. Swallowing the saliva he poured into your mouth, you relished in his taste, puffing dragon breath into his lungs as his reward. Tongues dancing together in a wet icy, need for each other. Only to be broken for him to choke on a sob.

“close”

You could feel the swell of him. He was feeling impossibly larger, harder.

“Me too” walls beginning to clench down on him again.

“Please-“ You could never say no to your bunny again. “Bite me.”

The predator coming out in you again, eyes flashing a stronger crystal blue. You force his head to the side aggressively, and without any preparation or warning your fangs pierce his skin. Sinking deep into his shoulder. His orgasm crashed into him. Body violently shakes, but he keeps thrusting into you. Determined to milk this orgasm. His first one with you. This was what he wanted since the day he met you.

Your second orgasm not seconds after his. His warm cum shooting inside of you, painting you his. Even when you thought there was no more room inside of you, him already making you feel so full, you can see your body expand at the amount of cum that’s entering you.

As a dragon you should be worried. There’s never this much. But your dragon was in love with a bunny, and it loved this more than anything else you had ever experienced before.

Coming down from your high, your body feels like lead. You’re unable to move.

Jungkook slowly pulls out of you, slipping off your body to his side, flush next to you. He stares at your face, wordlessly he brushes stray hair away from your face. His eyes travel to the bulge in your abdomen, hand making its way to the mound. Gently he rubs over it, curiously.

“Is it always this much?” You break the silence. Honestly you were very curious about it.

His hand doesn’t stop petting your stomach, doe eyes shining. “No..not that I know of”

“Of course it isn’t” You laugh, nothing was ever gonna be normal for you two. Guess you were both gonna have to get used to that fact.

His gaze slides back up, lingering on your new found mate mark, nose scrunching up in excitement as he looks into your eyes.

“I love you y/n” He chirps at you.

“I love you too, Jungkook.” A smile breaking out on your own face.

He rolls around on the bed behind him. His body vibrates with happiness at your words. You chuckle at how cute he is.

“Y/n” his tone turned serious as he turns to you again. “How long do dragons take to recover?”

Clearly, round 2 was already on the bunnies mind. As a bunny he could go multiple rounds with a short rest period. Dragons however generally had a longer rest period than most hybrid animals. As female dragons' bodies held onto their partners cum in higher chances to get pregnant, instead of the male knotting and forcing the cum in, the female's body did so on its own. Normally lasting 30 minutes, up to 2 hours.

“I’m not sure? When-“ You're not able to finish your train of thought when you feel as well as hear your body release it’s hold. A dam being released in your body as Jungkook's cum spilled out of you like a release river. Your stomach mound shrinking dramatically fast.

You start to laugh. “Apparently now.”

Jungkook had watched the pool of his cum gush onto the bed. Just seeing that made him rock hard again. He bounces in place, finding himself on top of you again. This time you are guiding him in. Smiles plastered on both your faces.

This was gonna be a long heat.

💜♾💜♾💜

“Noona you reek!” Jimin exclaims annoyingly as he opens his window in the back of the car. “There’s so much Jungkook on you I feel like my brain is gonna melt out my eyes and nose”

“Must we be so dramatic?” You roll your eyes at him. Smiling over at your sleeping mate in the passenger's seat.

“He’s not wrong y/n-ah” Jin chimes in from behind you. “Your scent has drastically changed since mating. It’s really strong,”

“Neither of you had to come.” You remind them. Looking back in your rear view mirror briefly to give them a glare.

“If you think we weren’t gonna be here for this, you have another thing coming.” Jin comments dramatically.

“There’s no way we’d miss this! We did so much to get you two together!” Jimin complains “I don’t know how he can sleep I’m so fucking excited!”

“You guys just got back from tour, and I just got back last week from a shoot. He’s allowed to be tired” you smile to yourself, scent spiking again.

“UGH, when does the honeymoon pheromones wear off? It’s been 3 months” Jimin continues to whine.

“For dragons I think it’s a full year. Then it settles down.” You tap your index finger absentmindedly on the steering wheel. Your excitement spiking when you see the street name you were looking for.

“I don’t know how you kept this a secret.” Jin exclaims excitedly. “I don’t know if he’s gonna survive this surprise.”

“If he can manage through bonding and then being separated, I’m pretty sure he can handle this” Jimin huffs, arms crossing over his chest.

“Fair point. How about you y/n, I know it's more difficult for you.”

“I’ll admit it can be painful sometimes, and I’m still not sure how… but I’m ok.” You sigh pulling into the new apartment complex. “We’re here”

Pulling up to the underground parking, you roll down your window leaning out to use your keycard. Driving through the open gates to your designated parking spot.

Undoing your seatbelt you stroke Jungkook's arm.

“Bunny..” he hums at you. “We’re here”

His eyes shoot open abruptly. Frantic eyes shoot around his surroundings.

“C’mon” you nudge him before getting out of the car, him following close behind. Interlacing your fingers together, he chews on his cheek still trying to decipher the surprise.

Leading all three boys to the elevator. You click on the top floor. The ride up was silent, but the bumbling energy all of you were releasing was deafening. Which confused Jungkook even more.

The elevator doors open, revealing one suite.

You unlock it with a passcode, holding the door open motioning them all in.

Jungkook looks around the apartment noticing how strong your scent is clinging to the walls, and the furniture….some of it is yours from your previous place, but some of it he doesn’t recognize. Wide doe eyes scan over every inch, the comfy new couch, the stocked kitchen, the floor to ceiling windows, the view. Sniffing the air, he smells something that isn’t yours. He disappears into a room to find it.

You stand in the open living room with Jin and Jimin.

“And?” You ask smuggly.

“Noona this is amazing!” Jimins excited energy bursting from him.

“Did you get everything ok?” Jin's hushed voice reaches your ears. And hopefully not the bunny’s.

“I think so….” Now it’s your turn to be nervous. What if he says no?

Jungkook abruptly bursts back into the room.

“Y/n” he shouts excitedly at you, running over to you picking you up in his arms. “My computers are here!”

“I figured if I held your computers hostage you’d have to agree” you laugh as he peppers kisses all over your face.

“This is your new apartment.” He states, setting you back down.

“And hopefully yours too, Jungkook, if you say yes?” You mumble shyly.

“YESYESYESYESYESYES” He's jumping up and down now, jumping over the coffee table, bounding over the couch. Bunny zoomies. Still as cute as ever.

“Hyungs did you hear?!” He crashes into them, knocking all three of them onto the floor.

“Yes kookie, we're in the same room. We heard.” Jimin laughs

“Yaaaah now get off of me!” Jin yells at their youngest.

He jumps up running back over to you. Hugging you again, leaning in for a longer kiss this time. But only to be broken by the buzzer for your front door being rung.

“What’s that?” He asks.

“That would be for us!” Jin smirks “the other guys are here, and they brought all your stuff kook”

He bounds away excitedly to the door.

“Really? He hadn’t even said yes” raising an eyebrow at the pair.

“Please, if you knew just how much he talked about you while we were away.. there’s no way he'd say no” Jin laughs. Jimin groans in annoyance at recalling the late night whines and rants jungkook would make him sit through.

You smile to yourself. Never in your wildest dreams did you think you’d find this. You’re very own treasure.

masterlist || part 1

Treasure part 3??

So I may or may not have a part 3 of Treasure in the works, if anyone is interested in it please let me know?

It's kind of just floating in space rn, and I'm not sure if I should...

Hopping Mad for You

; Rabbit Hybrid!Jungkook x Reader

; Genre: Fluff, smut

; Word Count: 9.7k

; Warnings: Unprotected sex, handjob, blowjob, virgin sex, virgin!Jungkook, pretty sub!Jungkook

; Synopsis: For two years you’ve lived with your rabbit hybrid roommate, Jungkook. He’s been a model roommate and you’ve found yourself with little complaints. But his behaviour lately has been a little…unusual.

; A/N: This was basically written for @gimmesumsuga, I’m not gonna lie. It’s also based off a bunny hybrid prompt by @hybridfanfiction so thank you! :D It’s my first time writing hybrid fic so…please like and leave a comment, and reblog so other people can read if you’d like it! :)

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“Jungkook, did you not buy any vegetables?” You call out, frowning at the unsurprisingly empty interior of the fridge. In fact, all that remains is a half full carton of almond milk that you’re pretty certain Jungkook has left in there for at least two weeks.

Reaching in and pulling it out, you peer inside and frown as you give it a squeeze. Deciding it’s probably best not to risk it, you keep telling Jungkook to write the date he opens stuff but he just forgets, you pour it out into the sink before disposing of it.

Now you truly have nothing in the fridge, and you ponder for a moment how on earth two people have managed to let it get to this point.

It’s perhaps less surprising for you, given that you’re terrible at cooking and subsist off terrible snacks but Jungkook likes to cook. How has he not noticed that you’ve both run out of food?

“Err…no. But I did buy cookies?” You sigh and roll your eyes at that. It surprises you not, as two years of living with Jungkook as your roommate has taught you that he has odd thought processes sometimes. Even if for the most part, they’re often sweet.

The two of you had begun living together when you’d answered his advert for a roommate. You’d started your Masters degree and needed a place that was cheap, yet close enough to university that you weren’t having to get sixteen forms of public transport.

All he’d asked was that he needed a roommate who would pay on time, was nice and wasn’t too loud. It had seemed simple enough, standard roommate fare if you were being honest. When he’d opened the door though, you’d realised why he didn’t want loud roommates.

Jeon Jungkook was a rabbit hybrid. An American Fuzzy Lop hybrid to be precise, he’d informed you proudly when you’d first met and he’d let you in so you could explore your potential future home.

For a hybrid, he didn’t have too many features from his animal counterpart. There was no tail, which would be adorable, but he did have the distinctive, long and floppy dark brown ears that always made you aww in secret. And sometimes out loud if you were being honest.

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Sugar Fairy One Shot: Namjoon Handles JK's Rut

Story: Sugar Fairy, but can standalone as a one shot Characters: rutting bunny hybrid Jungkook x responsible hybrid owner Namjoon Length: 5033 words Warnings: explicit sexual content, hybrid universe, mxm, handjob, masturbation, so. much. cum., rutting, moral quandry, bi-questioning? or just supportive?, rutting, submissive JK

It wasn’t that Namjoon had never meant it when he offered to help Jungkook through his ruts. The offers had been sincerely made. He just hadn’t ever really thought through what it would mean if Jungkook said yes, because he always said no. Without ever talking about it, Jungkook had identified a hard line himself when it came to family. He insisted whole-heartedly that family was not where he wanted to turn for help with a rut, no matter how desperate he got. Which was good, because Namjoon had sisters, and even the entire family hadn’t felt confident about that line to never be crossed, the whole dynamic might have been different. 

“I won’t die from it,” he always insisted, with big eyes and a trembling lip if he remembered how bad it could get. “But I don’t want to take advantage of pity and kindness…And I’d die if anyone in our family saw me like that…”

Not that there had ever been an issue when they were younger. Namjoon’s parents had modeled good hybrid care never making Jungkook feel ashamed of the suppressants he took, or the visits to the hybrid center when the suppressants weren’t enough for his adolescent hormones. Until he was of age, the help the centers gave was in the form of education and toys, and then later with the matchmaking for heat partners. He was never left to suffer; at the first signs of suppressants not working, he was whisked off to the center, no matter the last-minute expense.

Namjoon learned this process with care, knowing that he’d be responsible for making sure Jungkook’s needs were met once they stopped living at home. He knew the suppressants and when to take them and the off-brand names and tracked when refills were needed, since Jungkook wasn’t good at keeping up with that kind of thing. When they moved out, Namjoon made sure to visit the nearest hybrid centers before they needed them. Once he started making money, the hybrid centers knew he was a sucker for buying whatever toys they pushed on Jungkook when he came around for his occasional rut –a few a year too strong for normal suppressants was decidedly normal at his age. Whatever Jungkook wanted, Jungkook got. Even if it was multiple colors of the same pulsing fleshlight with a poofy washable bunny tail. 

Namjoon was proud of being such a prepared hybrid owner/brother. Because it was true the lines were a little different between he and Jungkook than they were for many hybrid owners, who adopted someone much younger than them once they themselves were an adult. Jungkook had always believed himself to belong especially to Namjoon, and Namjoon believed Jungkook belonged especially to him, even when Jungkook was also considered just part of the whole family. They were brothers! But also not brothers, because Namjoon was older, and human, and sometimes Jungkook seemed even younger than his age. Namjoon knew that wasn’t uncommon for hybrids especially before they reached true breeding age, their life stages a little different than humans. Namjoon read books and watched TED Talks and took his role in Jungkook’s life very very seriously.

So why, why, why had he failed so badly this time?

Namjoon leaned against the door to the bedroom of the suite and felt sick at the pained noises coming from inside. 

He had all the excuses.

He wasn’t used to traveling for work yet and had been so excited at the opportunity, and allowance to bring Jungkook too, that it had distracted him from his usual responsibilities.

It wasn’t the time of year when Jungkook’s ruts usually overpowered his suppressants so he hadn’t expected anything out of the ordinary.

He had packed Jungkook’s suppressants, he just didn’t realize Jungkook had stopped taking them because he thought they were making his face puffy.

He hadn’t bothered going to find a local hybrid center upon arrival because they were only going to be in London for a week.

He had believed Jungkook when the hybrid insisted he just wanted to ride out the symptoms in the bedroom and he’d be fine. “It’s not that bad,” Jungkook had insisted at the first signs and realization of what was coming. “Don’t worry about it.”

“It’s not that bad,” he’d insisted, already sweating and flushed and looking like he needed to vomit. That had been a day ago, long before he’d locked himself in the bedroom and begged Namjoon to never enter on pain of death.

He should have known Jungkook would ignore his own needs in favor of enjoying the trip until it was too late. He should have known Jungkook’s rut would be worse now that he was older since the last time he’d gone through one unassisted. He should have known even a nice hotel like this would have walls thin enough that neighbors called the desk to complain about the noise.

His body flushed with shame at the hiccup of despair from his hybrid who’d now been unseen in the bedroom for twenty-four hours. Namjoon had opened the door only once to pile in food and Jungkook had yelled at him to get out, but the heat and smell of the room had been overpowering. Namjoon had wisely slept on the couch and left Jungkook alone but…

But he couldn’t leave him alone forever. He couldn’t let him just suffer. It was his fault they’d gotten to this situation anyway.

“Jungkook? Hey man,” Namjoon called at the door, knowing Jungkook would hear him standing there anyway. “I’m going to come in, ok?”

He couldn’t hear Jungkook’s groaned, “No, hyung, don’t…” until he’d cracked the door.

“How are you doing?”

“Fine.” The whine, the way his voice cracked, the way Jungkook was nothing more than a dark lump in the center of a blanket nest on the bed, it all said the opposite. The curtains were closed, no lights on, bathroom door closed. The air was stale and heavy with a scent beyond anything Namjoon had been in before.

Namjoon clicked a light on and Jungkook whined and turned his face away. His whole naked body twitched as Namjoon came closer, dark hair and years draped across the white pillows. Usually his hybrid was so shy about nudity but now he just lay there, everything on display. It was impossible not to notice Jungkook’s swollen dick twitching against his stomach, such a dark red shade it was almost purple. It looked painful. Namjoon shifted uncomfortably, feeling sympathy pains in his own crotch. It was strange to see, even beyond this display of unabashed nudity from his hybrid who was usually so shy about it. It was strange to see a dick that at once looked so sensitive but also somehow called to mind a painful need that he was sadly familiar with, having no girlfriend in recent history: the desperation for touch, for relief. Maybe his own had never been that bad but he could feel it now, like an echo of Jungkook’s.

“...so close…” Jungkook murmured. He shivered, his skin clammy and red under the harsh yellow light of the lamp. 

“What’s so close?” Namjoon asked but Jungkook didn’t respond. “Hey I found a hybrid center nearby. I’m going to call our place at home and have them fax your records over and then they’ll let you check in– I already talked to them about it–”

“No.” Jungkook’s head thrashed on the pillow. “No, so close… I can’t move…” He said something too quietly. Namjoon had to lean close, nose wrinkling as his hand touched a damp pillow. No way of knowing whether it was sweat or cum, both which soaked the blanket nest Jungkook had made for himself. 

“I can… carry you,” Namjoon offered. 

“No, no, so close…. Just… just a little more… I’m so close,” he said, voice laced with pleas. His eyes were closed and tears began to squeeze out from the corners of his eyes. The tracks caught the light. 

“You’re almost done?” Namjoon asked. Jungkook nodded, the motions sharp and jerky, like he wasn’t in total control of his body. Namjoon tried not to look down at the way the motion traveled down Jungkook’s body like a shiver, ending with his dick bouncing, but it was hard to miss. Thin cum dribbled from the tip, a gossamer string of it drawn to just beneath Jungkook’s naval. Thicker cum dried across his lower abdomen, flaking, congealed, just a mess. 

“Would a shower help? We could wash off–”

“No,” Jungkook wailed, and curved suddenly like his hips were trying to thrust his dick up into something –or someone– who wasn’t there. 

“Are you sure you’re almost–”

“Just…. More… please, hyung…” 

Namjoon froze, entire body made of stone.

Was Jungkook asking him to…

Jungkook’s arms twitched like he was trying to lift them but they went nowhere. Jungkook, gym bunny, practically made of muscle, and his arms and legs were noodles. How much had he jacked off?! Namjoon refused to look too closely at the sheets, afraid he’d start to calculate how much cum had already been expelled from Jungkook’s body, and yet still his balls were stuffed to the point of pain.

“JK…”

“Sorry, sorry hyung, you don’t have to… sorry.” The burst of words after everything else was so strained made clear the embarrassment cutting through it all. It called on things deeper in Namjoon than embarrassment.

Jungkook was desperate.

Jungkook was in pain.

He was exhausted dealing with this on his own because Namjoon had gotten too excited about his own job and forgotten his responsibilities to his hybrid. 

He loved Jungkook as much or more than he loved himself, and that love was definitely stronger than embarrassment or discomfort.

“Hey, it’s ok. Look, if you want me to uh… to help you, you can say that. I can do that. That’s… fine. It’s fine,” Namjoon said, trying and failing to sound confident. “We’re just people with bodies and it doesn’t have to be any different than when you took care of me that time I had the stomach bug–”

“It wasn’t a bug, you partied too hard,” Jungkook forced out.

“Ok well see, point stands… uh…” 

“It’s ok, hyung, it’s not the same…” Jungkook turned his face away. He still hadn’t opened his eyes, not once, and his chest was heaving with sobs he clearly tried to bite back. 

“Do you want me to…”

“It’s ok…”

“Look I don’t mind helping you but I don’t want to do something you don’t want me to do,” Namjoon blurted out, driven by the pain in his stomach over seeing Jungkook like this. “I need you to be really clear. Do you want me to uh, touch you? I mean your uh… your dick. Just to be clear about it,” Namjoon said. Be direct. Be mature. He’s your hybrid, don’t make him feel ashamed about this. That’s what he’d read in all the literature, so why was he being such a wuss now about putting it into practice? It was just a dick. He had one too! “Do you want me to jack you off?”

The whimpered response wasn’t a clear enough answer for Namjoon. Jungkook twisted like he was going to curl onto his side, but he went nowhere. His dick bounced and a few more beads of cum oozed out.

“You have to answer me. I don’t want to–”

“Yes. Yes, hyung… yes, anything… please… just make it stop, it hurts so bad…”

Shy, careful Jungkook so desperate– it was breaking Namjoon’s heart. He hated himself right now for letting this happen. He clung to that through his own embarrassment as he awkwardly sat on the edge of the bed.

“Ok uh… I’ve never um… I’ve never done this to another guy so– but it’s fine,” he said, as if he could sense Jungkook’s sensitivity to any glimpse of embarrassment on his part. “New life skill. I’ll figure it out, just… uh… communicate. Tell me if something is wrong or–”

“Yah, hyung…”

“Or if you want me to do something different…”

Namjoon looked around for the bottle of lube he knew Jungkook would have had; it lay tipped over on the nightstand, empty except for a dollop smeared on the woodgrain. Namjoon scooped it up before realizing it wasn’t lube, not entirely, but– well, it was enough. It would work. And he was just going to have to not be bothered by someone else’s cum right now because, well, it was everywhere. 

Namjoon approached his task as methodically as he could, smearing the lube across his hands before carefully grasping Jungkook’s dick as he would a sore wrist. Except Jungkook hissed, his chest lifting from the bed as more dribbly precum leaked out –enough precum to make up for the deficit in lube. Definitely more precum than Namjoon’s own cock leaked, no matter how hard he was. Hybrid in rut thing apparently…

Namjoon dragged his hand loosely down Jungkook’s dick, gentler than he would handle his own. Even at the light tough, Jungkook whimpered and gasped, hips twitching as his hands fisted in the sheets.

“Harder… hyung–”

“OK ok I just don’t want to hurt you,” Namjoon said, calmly, gently, in total contrast to the way Jungkook whined as Namjoon slid his palm around the swollen, leaky head to gather more of the precum. 

“You won’t.” Jungkook’s voice cracked but there was a solidity to it that hadn’t been there a moment ago.

Namjoon shifted on the bed so he could use both hands, wrapping them around Jungkook’s dick and trying not to compare it to his own. He wasn’t sure it would be a favorable comparison right now. It wasn’t like he’d never seen Jungkook naked before, not in a situation like this, but bunking together, sharing a shower house at summer camp, whatever. This was not what Jungkook had been packing back then. Jungkook back then had been upset to be smaller, embarrassed to be a bunny, but apparently Jungkook was now… a rabbit. 

Yah, was this too much to be thinking about?! He tried to focus instead on nothing.

The way Jungkook trembled as Namjoon twisted his hands and gripped tighter pulled him back from the nostalgia of summer camps gone by. One of Jungkook’s legs moved, knee bending away as if to give Namjoon more room to work. He squeezed at the base of Jungkook’s dick and dragged up this time. It was like pulling a metal flashlight that had been left on too long and was overheated, just on the verge of burning your palm.

The cry Jungkook let out must have been audible through the hotel walls. At first Namjoon pulled his hands away, convinced he’d just broken his hybrid.

“No, hyung, hyung more– don’t–”

He quickly returned his hands and Jungkook cried out and bucked his hips upwards, fucking himself into Namjoon’s hands. Another string of whimpery cries came out and–

Well, if Namjoon was honest deep within the recesses of his mind… it was kind of cool. It was kind of cool to touch someone and have them react so strongly. He’d never heard Jungkook make these noises before –or anyone for that matter. This was apparently more pleasure than he’d ever given a woman… damn. 

He knew a thing or two about yanking his own dick, obviously, and began to apply those now, experimenting to see what would make Jungkook lift off the bed like that. It was less strange to him when he approached it that way, like a backrub just in a private place. Twisting both hands around and around through the lube, up and down, faster and faster certainly did the trick. Jungkook’s broken cries and incoherent words were the only warning Namjoon had before Jungkook’s muscles all clenched at once. Cum erupted like a pot boiling over, not with force but with volume. The sticky white fluid ran over his fingers and down to Jungkook’s stomach and thighs as his body twitched, every muscle still strained as though he was trying to hold himself still. 

“Please,” Jungkook whimpered, “More… it’s more… so good, it’s so good, hyung…” He drew in a deep, gasping breath like he hadn’t had oxygen for hours but was getting closer to the surface. 

Pulling away would be a mess Namjoon wasn’t prepared to deal with yet anyway, so he just kept going. Any sensitivity Jungkook felt at still having active hands dragging around his dick were lost among the noises and motions he’d already been making. It was impossible to tell whether it was good or bad or too good. Namjoon scraped the cum from his knuckles onto the sheets if it got in his way but otherwise slowed his hands to work it up again, the cycle of rest, build, release. 

“Is slow good at all?” he asked, slipping his palm around and around the head. 

“...s’ good,” Jungkook murmured, mouth hanging open in absolute surrender. 

Now they’d come this far, Namjoon found the shakness had left his motion. Why shouldn’t he give a handjob to his poor hybrid when he was rutting and miserable? It was just care like anything else except private in nature. It wasn’t like they were fucking, he was just… just performing a service. He wanted to be a good hybrid owner, so he wanted to be good at this too. There was a point of pride to it, honestly. 

“Ok, what about this?” he asked, making a tight circle with his thumb and forefinger and fucking it quickly down over the ridge while his other squeezed and twisted more slowly at the base.

“Yes yes yes,” Jungkook panted, more cum gushing out as he slid into another anguished cry. Did orgasm hurt right now? Was it pain and pleasure combined? Namjoon was curious… and secretly a little jealous. He wanted to cum that hard someday! At least once in his life.

He cleared his throat and muttered, “Fuck, there’s really a lot in there… no wonder it hurts…”

“It hurts,” Jungkook parroted, breaking off into a throaty moan as Namjoon closed his hands and pumped his whole dick up and down, trying to work out the rest of that orgasm since there hadn’t been as much. His whole dick was still so rigid though. Without even thinking about it, Namjoon scooped his balls up because that’s what he would have done on his own body and worked those into the rub down. The cries Jungkook gave as more cum fountained from the head, more forcefully now, actually made Namjoon shudder. It shocked him into stillness as Jungkook suddenly bucked roughly against his hand. He really wasn’t into guys in any way he’d ever thought of but damn, it was kinda hot, wasn’t it? Or only because he wanted his dick to do that?

“AH, sorry, hyung, sorry fuck!” Jungkook cried, wrapping his hands around Namjoon’s to hold them tight as he jackrabbited through them. The cries, the way Jungkook’s sweat-shiny body curved and bucked, there was something intimately beautiful about it, ropes of cum dashing across his stomach and chest. Broken curses fell from his lips before crackling off into wordless whimpers and gasps. He grabbed and squeezed his own thighs as his back arched off the bed and his knees bent away and Namjoon felt like he was witnessing Jungkook’s entire soul drain out through his dick.

He’d done that to Jungkook.

Honestly, he felt pretty fucking smug about it.

Jungkook’s breathy whines leveled out as he collapsed back against the pillows, red chest heaving. One arm draped over his face.

Fuck, there was so much cum. Namjoon stared with shock at what seemed like an alarming amount. He had always thought he cummed a little too much but by comparison… 

Speaking of comparisons…. Jungkook’s dick settled against his stomach. Namjoon let his hands hover in the air, looking Jungkook over to try and understand where they were at right now. It didn’t look like Jungkook’s dick was going soft yet but maybe it took time? He honestly had no fucking clue anymore. 

“Is that uh… is there any more?” he asked, not totally sure what he was even asking. There could not possibly be any more cum in that dude’s body.

Jungkook didn’t say anything. His breathing was still labored though not as bad as before. He wasn’t whimpering anymore, which seemed like an improvement. But he still had his arm over his face and he still wouldn’t look at Namjoon, and there was the matter of the still-hard dick.

“Little bit more?” Namjoon asked, trying to sound casual. “You can tell me, Jungkooka.” He hesitated, wondering how reassuring he needed to be in a situation like this. “I want you drained so you’re comfortable and relaxed.”

“Hyung…”

“I’m in this with you now,” Namjoon added. “No reason to get shy on me now. If I keep going, think I can get a little more out of you or are you done? I don’t want to hurt you.” Namjoon tried not to listen to his own words. Would Jungkook think he was being too much? He was very much not trying to dirty talk Jungkook, just put him at ease, but the whole situation had him a little dazed himself. No one in their right fucking mind could listen to the noises Jungkook was making and not feel it in their gut, especially when they were the one massaging those noises out.

Embracing the mess, Namjoon shifted one more time, settling between Jungkook’s bent legs. He pressed his hands along Jungkook’s thighs and rubbed up towards his crotch, as if there might be hidden stores of cum in there. He rubbed Jungkook’s lower belly, scraping the puddles of cum out of the way and dragging his fingers against Jungkook’s muscles down south. He scooped Jungkook’s balls again, thumbs pressing around the expanse of skin behind them, not quite all the way to Jungkook’s asshole, though for a second he thought prostate… 

He wouldn’t go there unless he really needed to. For now, Jungkook’s shuddery breath seemed sufficient. He rubbed and squeezed along these paths again, trying to drag any last tension towards Jungkook’s dick –hard but less concerning of a color now. He felt more competent now, grabbing and sliding. He wished there was more lube because the cum was drying but–

Well, make do. He leaned forward and spit a few times to add moisture back in. That worked nicely and let his hands glide around with ease. 

Jungkook had removed his arm from his face, Namjoon noticed. He didn’t comment on it. He could see Jungkook’s dark eyes watching through narrowed slits, like he wouldn’t be noticed. A rough yank made Jungkook’s eyes squeeze shut as a pleasured croak choked from deep in his chest.

“Think I’m getting pretty good at this,” Namjoon muttered to himself proudly. He slid his hand back down beneath Jungkook’s balls, pressing to see if he could still do the prostate thing without suggesting a thumb in his hybrid’s asshole. Jungkook’s hands unfurled from his body like limp spaghetti. The words he said were incoherent but sounded like they were supposed to mean something. “Good, huh? Had a girl do this to me once and it was just like–”

“Shhh.”

Namjoon actually laughed at the shushing but obeyed the request. Probably Jungkook wanted to pretend it was a pretty hybrid girl doing this to him and not have Namjoon’s deep voice break the immersion. He felt the muscles tighten beneath his touch and watched the trembles dash across Jungkook’s flushed skin. Namjoon’s knuckle slid beneath Jungkook’s balls as his other hand pumped Jungkook’s dick from tip to base, slow and tighter. Jungkook’s leg twitched, his foot jerking almost rhythmically with the stroke of his knuckle. 

“Ah, there… bet this will be a deep one,” Namjoon murmured. Jungkook licked his lips but seemed to forget halfway through and just let his mouth hang open. It felt good, Namjoon knew, and was glad Jungkook could finally have some relief after struggling with this for almost two days now. “Yeah, just let it build,” Namjoon said, squeezing a little harder at the base during each stroke. “Hold it in until–”

“Hyung,” Jungkook whined. “Just–”

“Ok ok I’ll be quiet.” Namjoon sighed, but Jungkook couldn’t see. He was just getting into it, ok? He wanted to make sure this was the orgasm to end all orgasms for Jungkook and it could finally break his rut fever and let him enjoy the rest of the trip and assuage Namjoon’s guilt about the whole thing. 

Jungkook’s muscles started to relax. Namjoon wasn’t sure what to take that to mean, but Jungkook hadn’t told him to stop, and his balls were still swollen and hot and his dick was still twitching, so Namjoon kept palming it. The low noise Jungkook let out almost sounded like a pur; he was just relaxing into it, Namjoon realized. Namjoon worked his hands harder, trying to orchestrate every touch and stroke. 

Gradually he increased the tempo and pressure of his hands. Jungkook’s breaths began to fall apart again, rhythm lost. The sighs turned into strained gasps. His eyebrows pinched and he reached up his hand, fingers looking for purchase on a cloth headboard that wouldn’t give him any. He grabbed the pillow instead, and one ear.

“Ah ah ah ah,” he whimpered, tone rising. He pressed his hips down into the bed, tensing beneath Namjoon’s touch. 

Namjoon bit his tongue not to praise him as Jungkook suddenly let out a deep, low strangled groan. Cum squeezed from his dick, milked with every stroke of Namjoon’s fist. He traded his hands over each other, stroking stroking stroking, keeping the motion going to drain every last drop. The strangled noise from Jungkook didn’t even sound human and Namjoon felt a deep envy; he wanted to feel whatever caused that noise. Jungkook’s whole body twisted, like it too was wringing itself out. The cum changed consistency, thinner now, spurts instead of a rush, and then nothing. 

Namjoon stroked several more times until suddenly Jungkook’s hand reached forward. He cried out as he pushed Namjoon’s hands away. For a moment they both just existed, frozen in place. 

Finally Jungkook licked his cracked lips and opened his eyes to slits and groaned out, “I think it’s done… so tired… ah…. Ah, I can breathe…”

“Ok. Good. uh… get some sleep then and shower and then, uh… I’ll see you for dinner maybe or something…”

Namjoon paused but when Jungkook curled onto his side and tucked into the blankets again, he moved out of the way. Already Jungkook looked less flushed and his breathing was calmer, so Namjoon thought he was probably right, it was over. Was it thanks to Namjoon, or were they up against the clock anyway?

Namjoon decided to be proud of himself anyway as he rose from the bed and flexed his stiff, sticky fingers. His arms and hands were coated in cum, some dribble across his pant leg too where he’d been in range. His back was stiff from hunching over. He felt uncomfortable in his own skin and so went straight to the bathroom, stripping down just outside the shower as the water warmed.

It meant something to him that his own dick didn’t get hard until he’d stepped under the water. For him, it gave him the level removed he wanted to feel ok about what he’d just done for his hybrid and sort-of brother. He’d lent a helping hand, that was all, but once his skin was clean and the warm water relaxed his muscles, the concept of pleasure awakened his own body to a need for touch. He felt powerful to draw that pleasure from someone else, even a guy, and he would have liked someone in the shower with him now to return the favor but, alas, it was up to himself.

He didn’t cum quite as good as he’d made Jungkook but good enough. At least it put a cap on his afternoon, unexpected as it had been

***

Jungkook wound up sleeping until the next morning. Namjoon sat on the sofa he’d been sleeping on, eating cereal as he watched British cartoons before he’d need to head to work. He heard the bedroom door open for the first time but only glanced in Jungkook’s direction as the younger man shuffled forward and sat heavily beside him on the couch.

“Hyung…”

“How are you feeling?” Namjoon asked, taking the initiative with his casual greeting. 

Jungkook just nodded and looked down at the ground, ears curled forward and practically over his face as he said quietly, “I’m sorry you had to get involved… I was really desperate…”

“Yeah, I know,” Namjoon assured him. “I’m sorry I let it get like this… I haven’t been paying enough attention with the new job and–”

“It’s my fault. I’m an adult, I should be able to take care of myself, you shouldn’t have to–”

“Well I did, and if you’re feeling better, it was worth it.”

“Can we uh…” Namjoon waited for him to find the courage to ask whatever was on his mind, “Can we never talk about it again?”

Namjoon laughed and nodded, “Yeah, man, we can forget it ever happened. No problem. But don’t feel bad about it, ok? I’d take a bullet for you.”

“Yeah but…”

“I’m just saying. But we don’t have to say anything about it again,” Namjoon assured him, and clapped a hand on him.

“Thanks, hyung.”

“Mm-hm.”

“And hyung… ah… you’re going to take really good care of someone someday…”

Namjoon’s face erupted into a grin as he stammered out, “Thanks, Jungkook. I look forward to it. You too.”

“I didn’t do anything. I just lay there and–”

“Maybe you’ll find a girl who likes that.”

“No girl likes that.”

“Don’t be so sure. Anyway, looks like you showered, are you planning to go with me today?”

“Yeah. Back to normal. Nothing weird going on here.”

“Yep. All’s good,” Namjoon assured him and went to put his dishes in the kitchenette, glad to have Jungkook back. 

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Saved pt.2

Cat!Jimin x Brat Bunny!Jungkook x Human!Reader 

part 1     part 3     part 4     part 5     part 6     part 7

Warnings- Swearing

Fluff

Y/N= Your name L/N= Your last name F/N= Your first name

Authors note- My heart is dying ;c you guys are so sweet!!! Also would like to know if you guys would like smut in the future? Sorry it took like 10000 years to upload the second part, please don’t mind any grammar errors (Sorry it’s so short > - < )

Summary ~  Y/N comes home one day to find that her apartment has been robbed, scared of it ever happening again she decides to adopt hybrids Jimin and Jungkook

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“Can I sleep with you tonight? Jungkook keeps kicking me” Jimin says suddenly appearing behind me

I gasp as I turned around to see a messy haired Jimin rubbing his eyes “What did you say?” I ask confused

“I said, is it alright if I sleep next to you, Jungkook keeps kicking me”

I froze it’s been forever since i’ve been next to a guy.... but Jimin looks so gentle and kind so I can’t say no

I sighed as you made your way back to your bedroom with Jimin following  closely behind.

When Jimin entered your room he was surrounded by your sweet comforting  scent

“O-okay” I said as I started to build a pillow wall on your bed “This is your side” I say pointing to the opposite side of the bed “Don’t cross this pillow wall” I say as I plop down on my side of the bed

I look at the clock 12:30 AM I sigh my eyes start to flutter asleep as I feel the bed dip 

I was awaken by soft whimpers and sniffles I turn my head to look at the clock 2 AM I swear i’m not going to get any sleep tonight

I sit up and look at Jimin as he is whimpering and sniffling

At first I thought he was having a dirty dream or something but as soon as I saw tears that thought flew out of my mind

Shoot... Is he crying? I thought as I shifted slightly not knowing what to do

Then you thought about all those times where you were alone in your bed crying due to stress and it felt horrible 

I rubbed my eyes as I moved the pillow wall over and engulfed Jimin in my arms as he was wetting my shoulder with his tears

I rubbed his back with my hand as he started to calm down a bit this went on for a little bit until I got too tired and fell asleep

“What the fuck???!!” I was woken up by an angry Jungkook standing at the door way

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Saved pt.4

Cat!Jimin x Brat Bunny!Jungkook x Human!Reader

part 1      part 2   part 3      part 5     part 6       part 7

Warnings- Swearing

Fluff

Bit of drama/angst

Y/N= Your name L/N= Your last name F/N= Your first name

Authors note- Part 4 is out yay <3 Thank you guys for all the support. Sorry for any grammar errors

Summary ~  Y/N comes home one day to find that her apartment has been robbed, scared of it ever happening again she decides to adopt hybrids Jimin and Jungkook

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“Get your filthy hands off her” Jimin said as he pushed Calvin to the ground

“What the fuck?! Don’t touch me you dirty cat” Calvin said as he stood back up

Jungkook stood up sending glares at Calvin

What the heck is happening right now?! I thought as I was froze on the spot but I was broken from it as I heard Calvin’s voice

“I’m going to call my lawyer and get you and your little bunny friend sent back to whatever hole you came from” Calvin said in a mocking tone

I glanced over at Jungkook and Jimin and it looked like they were about to pounce on him

Just when I thought I would get a break, this Calvin guy comes in and messes everything up, time to put my acting skills to the test

I put a hand on Calvin’s shoulder as he looked at me

“I’m sorry for how they are acting” I said putting on a fake smile

“I just got them so they are a little on edge right now” I let out a fake laugh as Jimin and Jungkook’s faces were pure shock

Calvin scoffed “Hmph, well you’re lucky i’m such a nice guy” 

I was two seconds away from smacking that smirk off his stupid flat face. But the other guy that came with him finished putting the furniture in Jungkook’s room and said that they were leaving

“Well, have a great rest of your day!” I said slamming the door as they stepped outside

I let out a huge sigh 

“What a fucking day” 

I plopped on the couch as Jimin and Jungkook stared at me with huge eyes I wasn’t very sure if they were mad at me or not because they just stood there

“I’m sorry guys..” I said rubbing my forehead

“I-If I knew that was going to happen I wouldn’t of even ordered from that stupid furniture place.”

Jimin seemed to be happy with that because he ran over to me and gave me a great big hug as he rubbed his face on my neck

Jungkook scoffed as he left the living room I heard him mutter something under his breath but all I could make out was “stupid......girl”

I sighed 

“Oh wait, I was supposed to go to the mall with you guys today!” I said looking over at the clock

4 o’clock it’s still early!

“Really?” Jimin said I could barely make it out though because his face was in my neck

“Mhm” I say getting up as Jimin moves away a little disappointed that he couldn’t cuddle with you more but he didn’t really mind

Jungkook emerged from his room ready to go

I smiled a little bit as I unlocked the door and made my way to my car as Jungkook and Jimin followed close behind me

When I arrived at the hybrid mall Jimin was radiating off his excitement

Geez, I wish I was this excited every time I went shopping  

As we entered the mall I was surprised at how crowded it was today 

“Stay close to me I don’t want you to get lost” I say and they both nod

We walked around some stores a bit as Jimin and Jungkook picked out some things

Gosh it’s been forever since i’ve been here I thought as I suddenly remembered that last time I came here there was this amazing candy shop

“Wait guys, there's this great shop that I want to show you” I said as theirs faces were painted with curiosity

I lead the way as I remember and I couldn’t hide my smile thinking of all the yummy candies and treats

When I went into store that was supposed to be filled with yummy candies and treats I was met with something different

“Y/N? I didn’t know you were into this stuff” Jimin says smirking

My face flushed a bright pink as I stared in the store in front of me

Sweet Desires 

Instead of candys there was toys for hybrids and humans, and not the innocent kind

“Y/N...So this is your favorite store” Jimin said in a teasing tone

“NO!” I basically screamed pulling them out of the store as I sat down onto a bench putting my face in my hands

God damn it now they think i’m some sort of sex freak! I thought as I heard Jimin laughing

I peeked through my hands as I saw Jimin bellowing with laughter I glanced over at Jungkook who had a light blush on his face 

“T-This was a misunderstanding!” I say to them as Jimin continues laughing as I groan loudly

“Is that what you also like to do Y/N?” Jimin says smacking his thigh

“SHUT UP!” I say as Jungkook starts laughing 

I swear these two are going to be the death of me

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Saved pt.5

Cat!Jimin x Brat Bunny!Jungkook x Human!Reader

part 1      part 2     part 3       part 4     part 6      part 7

Warnings- Swearing

Fluff

drama/angst

Y/N= Your name L/N= Your last name F/N= Your first name

Authors note- Part 5 is finally out! Sorry for the long wait guys i’ve been quite busy with summer school, I also apologize that each part is pretty short >  -  < Sorry for any grammar errors (Just ask if you want to be added to the tag list!)

Summary ~  Y/N comes home one day to find that her apartment has been robbed, scared of it ever happening again she decides to adopt hybrids Jimin and Jungkook

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These past few days have been an absolute mess. Taehyung has been looking over my shoulder and correcting every mistake. I don't want to seem unappreciative or anything, but it's been getting on my nerves. I can't say anything because he's my boss, I can't risk getting fired, especially since he gave me that free pass after missing four days in a month.

"Y/N, do you want to grab a drink or something?" My co-worker Seokjin asks as I step outside the building 

"Eh, I'm not sure Jin, I don't want to leave Jungkook and Jimin alone for too long," I say as he sighs 

"It's fine, Y/N," Seokjin says as he steps inside his car, "See you tomorrow!" He says, with a bright smile I wave goodbye to him as he drives out of the parking lot

Recently, Jimin has been teasing the hell out of me. Since that shameful incident that happened at the mall. I'm honestly not sure if I can survive any more of his constant teasing.

I sigh as I unlock the door to my apartment to see Jimin sitting on the couch watching some cheesy romance movie, I assumed that Jungkook was sitting in his room doing whatever.

Jimin's head shot up right away as he heard the door open.

"Y/N! You're home!" He says running up to hug me

I guess, in the end, it was all worth it, acknowledging that I now have two adorable hybrids living with me now.

"Mhm, Do you know what Jungkook is doing?" I ask, carding my hands through his fluffy ears as he purrs loudly, fluttering my whole body as his tail wraps around me.

"I think he's sleeping right now," He mumbles, stroking his head on my neck as he usually does. At first, I thought that it was pretty odd of him. When I asked Seokjin, he said that he was scenting me or something like that.

"Oh," Is all I say as he wraps his arms tighter around me.

I finally manage to squeeze myself out as I take my shoes off and take off my coat as I make my way to my room to change into something more comfortable.

I didn't notice the body that laid on my bed curled into the sheets with my fuzzy blankets draped around them.

I started to take off that annoying tight pencil skirt as I let out a sigh of relief as I put on some gray shorts.

I was in the middle of pulling my shirt over my head as I heard shuffling in the direction of my bed as I halted my movement. I couldn't see anything as my top was blocking my view.

Holy shit, somebody is sleeping on my bed. I panicked, not knowing who the hell was there.

I was going to make a run out of my room not considering the shirt that was currently blocking my whole view

"Shit!" I yelled out as I walked on my dreaded pencil skirt and slipped, hitting the wood floor with a loud bang.

I heard a pair of feet shuffling to my room.

"Y/N? Are you okay?" Jimin asked swinging the door open

I felt his eyes burning holes into my body as my face blushed a crimson color.

"C-Can you please help me get this off" I mumbled barely over a whisper.

I wanted to jump into a hole and never come out as Jimin helped pull me up before taking my shirt off as I only had on a bra with a pair of shorts.

I felt tiny as I watched Jimin's eyes rake over my body as he licked his lips that were suddenly very dry

After what seemed like forever, I shoved Jimin out of the room as I let out a shaky breath before putting on my sailor moon t-shirt.

I heard soft snores as I turned my head so fast I swore my neck might of broke.

I grabbed whatever was closest to me, which was a very creepy stone lamb. I always wanted to get rid of but never could since it was a gift from Seokjin.

I slowly walked over to my bed on my tiptoes, careful not to make a sound to wake up whoever was currently on my bed.

I gently pulled the blanket off the soft sleeping body as I saw a messy-haired Jungkook, with his floppy brown and white ears that twitched every so often.

I let out a breath that I didn't even know I was holding as I set down the stone lamb onto my nightstand before sneaking out of the room, not wanting to wake him up from his peaceful slumber.

He looks quite sweet when he is sleeping, complete 180 from his usual demeanor.

I made my way to the kitchen as I saw Jimin just sitting there as his bright yellow eyes followed my every move. 

I opened my phone and took a seat on the tiny island across from Jimin. I mindlessly scrolled through my phone as I felt Jimin's eyes trained on me like I was his prey.

"Sorry, you had to see that," I said as Jimin didn't respond.

I was about to speak, but Jimin straight up left the kitchen as I heard his door shut gently.

I sighed as I just decided to sleep it off.

I was about to plop onto my bed, but I remembered that Jungkook was sleeping there.

I groaned before grabbing my pillow with a blanket and making my way to the couch. Last time I woke up Jungkook, it was not pretty. It surprised me when I heard foul words come out of his mouth. I would rather not encounter that again for the rest of my life.

When I woke up, Jimin was his usual cheery self as I made breakfast.

"Can you get Jungkook?" I ask as Jimin nods before stalking off to the hallway

I placed both of their plates on the table as I heard a knock from the door.

Who is here this early? I wondered as I washed my hands before making my way to the door when I opened it, I saw a familiar flat annoying ugly face, but this time he was with a man in a suit.

"Calvin?" I asked my eyes going wide as I saw the disgusting smirk that was on his face.

"Miss L/N," The man next to Calvin said as my mouth formed a tiny frown.

"That's me," I said crossing my arms

"I was informed that one of your hybrids attacked Mr. Brown five days ago. Is this correct?" He asks as my eyes go wide

"Excuse me?" I ask confused

"Please answer the question Miss L/N," He says 

"Jimin was not attacking him. He barely laid a finger on him," I replied.

"We have a witness who saw your hybrid attacking Mr. Brown," The man replies, handing me a clipboard.

"What is this?" I ask my eyes scanning over the paper 

"Miss L/N, We expect you to return Jimin in a week or less if you don't we will have to take him by force." The man said

What did he just say?

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Saved pt.6

Cat!Jimin x Brat Bunny!Jungkook x Human!Reader

part 1      part 2      part 3      part 4     part 5    part 7

Warnings- Swearing

Fluff

drama/angst

Y/N= Your name L/N= Your last name F/N= Your first name

Authors note- Hope you guys enjoy part 6! <3 I apologize for the long wait ;c Sorry for any grammar errors :o (Just ask if you want to be added to the tag list!)

Summary ~  Y/N comes home one day to find that her apartment has been robbed, scared of it ever happening again she decides to adopt hybrids Jimin and Jungkook

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I gazed blankly at the two men standing in front of me. My face painted a deep frown.

"Well hope you have a great rest of your day Miss L/N," The man in the suit said before bowing and leaving,

I softly shut the door before sliding down burying my face in my hands my breathing getting unstable,

Fuck, fuck, fuck I thought the words the man said repeating in my head like a mantra,

"Y/N? Are you okay?" Jimin's loving voice breaking my resolve as I let the first few tears glide down my flushed face, I quickly wiped them away not wanting to worry the two hybrids who were watching me curiously,

"Y-Yeah I'm fine," I say standing up suddenly trying my best to not let my voice shake,

Much to my despair, they both seemed to notice that something was off about me,

"Y/N who was that?" Jungkook asked his voice soft but firm,

"N-Nobody," I respond avoiding their piercing gazes,

They didn't seem convinced with my answer but they didn't push any further, seeing how nervous and fidgety I was being,

"You guys should go to eat breakfast..." I mumble lowly as I drag my feet to my bedroom to get ready for work,

I placed the clipboard the man gave me in my bag as I changed into my usual attire before grabbing my bag and stumbling out of my room.

"I'll be back later guys," I say putting on my shoes,

Just as I was about to leave I felt a hand grip my wrist,

"Ji-" I was surprised to see that Jungkook was the one who was holding onto me as he usually wasn't very comfortable with human contact,

"Oh, Jungkook?" I say confused at the bunny's actions,

"Please get home safe Y/N," Jungkook mumbled as his face was flushed a beet red as he avoided eye contact.

I felt my heart combust as a smile crept its way to my face,

"Of course," I said before shutting the door and locking it,

As I made my way to my car I felt more of a need to keep both of them more than ever.

I can't let them take Jimin I thought, stepping into my car I gripped the steering wheel tightly at the thought of those disgusting men taking away Jimin.

In the few weeks I've known them I got attached, My mother always told me "Never get attached, nobody knows what the future holds Y/N"  I never really understood what she meant by that until now that is,

I always wanted to be a strong person, like a superhero, I used to watch cartoons when I was young, and there was a character who always seemed to know the right answer to everything. Sadly I'm just me, I'm just the person who can't even properly take care of herself let alone two hybrids, I let down a lot of people, myself being one of them.

Never in my whole life have I ever been as disappointed in me as I am now, I promised Jimin and Jungkook a home and I can't even provide that,

I pushed back the tears that threatened to leave my eyes as I arrived at the big building I called work,

I hung my head low as I entered the building, stalking over to my desk I placed my bag onto my desk and let out a huge sigh,

Seokjin who seemed more cheery than usual turned his head towards me, 

"Don't hang your head Y/N, your crown might fall off," He said giving me a wink as he spun around in his leather chair,

I cringed slightly at his comment but nonetheless it made my day a bit better,

"What's wrong Y/N?" Seokjin asked me concern laced with his voice as he sipped his latte,

In all the years I've known Seokjin, He always seemed to know when something I was down,

"I-Fuck" I said as the tears started to fall,

Seokjin's eyes went wide as he stood up almost immediately engulfing me in his arms as I silently sobbed into his arms,

He lead me outside the office as he looked at me worried,

"I-I-" I couldn't speak as months of stress came hurling down on me,

"Shh it's okay Y/N," Seokjin said stroking my hair as I tried to calm down,

When my cries finally died down to small sniffles I spoke meekly,

"Their taking Jimin," I said quietly as Seokjin's eyes went wide,

"What? Who is taking Jimin?" Seokjin questioned as he sat me down on one of the loveseats the company has in the breakroom,

"The shelter," I mumbled softly wiping the remaining tears off my face,

"Why would they do that?" Seokjin responds sitting down next to me,

I finally calmed down fully taking deep breaths as I spoke,

"Remember Calvin?" I asked as he nodded,

"The pervert furniture guy?" He exclaims as I nod.

"Apparently he contacted the shelter and said that Jimin assaulted him, so they expect me to return him in a week or they'll take him," I said sulking down in my seat,

Seokjin processed what you said before he spoke,

"I had that happen once," He says and now it was my turn to get surprised,

"Really?" I ask and he nods,

"Yoongi scratched this lady in the supermarket and a couple days later she was at my front door with a man in the suit claiming that I had to return him in a week or less," He said and I nodded listening carefully.

"How did you get them to not take Yoongi?" I asked a little puzzled,

"Well, I convinced the lady to take back the complaint," Seokjin responded as I groaned,

"How the hell am I supposed to get Calvin to take back his complaint?" I ask rubbing the bridge of my nose in distress,

"Well..." Seokjin stops himself from continuing,

"What?" I demand sitting up,

"Didn't Calvin want to go on a date with you?" Seokjin says, as soon as he sees the look on your face he instantly regrets his choice,

My face turned sour instantly at the thought of going anywhere with that shameful excuse of a human being,

"A-Are you serious right now Seokjin?" I asked him as he nods,

"Think about it Y/N, If you're able to convince him to take back the complaint you get to keep Jimin, and from what I've heard going on a date with him seems to be the only reason he would comply," Seokjin says as you let out a sound of disgust,

You hated it, You really did, the thought of going on a date with Calvin had your insides churn and not in a good way, but no matter how much you hated the thought you knew it was the only way for him to take back the complaint, and no matter how much you hated him your love for Jimin outweighed your hate,

I sighed as I knew that this was the only answer, I took my phone out and went to the Happy Homes furniture site and clicked on a tab that said, workers,

I grimaced as I scrolled through stopping on the familiar sickening face.

Seokjin leaned over my shoulder as he watched my every move,

I scrolled down a bit further and found his email and phone number in bold,

I memorized the number before going tapping it in on my phone,

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Seokjin asked concerned as I nodded before hitting the call button

It rang, exactly six times before I heard the familiar hoarse voice answer,

"Hello?"

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Saved pt.7

Cat!Jimin x Brat Bunny!Jungkook x Human!Reader

part 1     part 2      part 3     part 4   part 5    part 6 

Warnings- Swearing, Attempted sexual harassment < -- (please note that it says attempted), mention of drugs <-- not rlly tho

Fluff

drama/angst

Y/N= Your name L/N= Your last name F/N= Your first name

Authors note- Enjoy part 7 c; Love you all <3 If you’re confused about Taehyung, Taehyung is Y/N’s boss aka Mr.Kim (;  (Just ask if you want to be added to the tag list!)

Summary ~  Y/N comes home one day to find that her apartment has been robbed, scared of it ever happening again she decides to adopt hybrids Jimin and Jungkook

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I gulped nervously as I hear a familiar horse voice answer the phone,

"Hello?" Calvin spoke clearly annoyed at whoever was bothering him on his lunch break,

"H-Hello, Is this Calvin?" I say trying to stable my breathing and sound as calm as I could,

"Yes? Who is this?" Calvin responds 

"U-Um this is Y/N-" Calvin cut me off before I could continue my sentence,

"Y/N?" He says the tone of his voice changing instantly,

"Y-Yeah," I say clearing my throat,

"I was wondering when you would call me," He states as I gag at his cocky voice,

"Are you free today?" I ask my voice shaky,

"Why?" He questions,

"I-I was thinking that maybe you and I could go on a d-date?" I say as I hear Calvin chuckle lowly,

"Of course..." He says

"There's this really nice restaurant that I know, I can send you the address?" I ask as I hear him hum,

"See you then." He says as I end the call, sighing loudly and leaning into the leather loveseat in the office break room,

"So?" Seokjin questions as I take in a deep breath

"He said yes," I say texting Calvin the address and time as he responds with a winking face,

"Don't worry Y/N, it's just a date..." Seokjin says as he notices how anxious I am,

"I know.. But I somehow have to convince him to take back his complaint about Jimin,"  I respond worried.

I stand up abruptly

"We should get back to work, don't want Mr. Kim to nag on us," I say trying to brighten up the sour mood,

The rest of the day drags on,

"Y/N, if he does anything funny call me and I'll be there in a heartbeat," Seokjin says as we step out of the large building,

I give him a small smile "Thanks Seokjin, You're the best," I say hugging him,

As I made my way to my car, I felt my blood run cold at the feeling of going on a date with Calvin,

Jimin, Just think of Jimin I thought as I unlocked my car and hurried home.

Opening the door to my apartment I glanced around only to find that Jimin and Jungkook were nowhere to be found.

Shit! Did the shelter people come early?! I thought as I hastily tore off my shoes and sprinted over to Jimin's room first, deciding not to knock, I opened the door only to be met with the slight of Jimin napping on his bed, his soft tail wrapped around his leg,

I calmed down instantly and shut the door gently before turning around only to be met with the sight of a messy-haired Jungkook

"Jesus!" I said as I jump startled,

"You're home..." He spoke his voice hushed as he twiddled with his fingers,

"Y-Yeah," I said my eyes falling to the hardwood floor,

"Y/N, You're not going to let them take Jimin right?" Jungkook uttered as my eyes widened,

"Y-You know?!" I said my voice panicked,

"I heard what the man said that day," Jungkook said now staring straight at me,

I felt nervous not knowing how to respond to the brown-haired hybrid,

"You're not going to let them take Jimin right?" Jungkook spoke his soft timbre sounding more worried than before,

"Of course not!" I said my voice raising unintentionally,

Jungkook nods, his eyes landing on mine as I started to shuffle stiffly,

I was about to speak again until Jungkook turned around on his heels and made his way back to his room,

I stood there for a second to process what just happened until I realized that I still had to go on a date with Calvin,

I looked at the clock as it read 4:45 PM,

I decided to take a quick shower before getting ready,   

I sighed as I stepped out of the shower and made my way to the closet

I slipped on a plain red dress and made my hair look somewhat nice.

I felt uneasy as I looked at the clock and it read 5:54 PM,

As if on cue my phone dinged notifying me that a text came through,

"I'm Here"

I took a deep breath as I put on my short red heels, just as I was about to step out the door, I felt someone grab my wrist,

"Y/N? Where are you going?" I turned around to see a confused Jimin,

"J-Jimin?" I croaked out surprised at his presence,

"Where are you going?" Jimin repeated eyes raking over my body,

I knew that I couldn't tell Jimin that I was going on a date with Calvin so I spat out a "Dinner with a coworker"

Jimin stared at me for what seemed like an eternity, his piercing gaze made my knees tremble,

"Okay," He stated before letting go of my wrist and making his way back to his bedroom,

I felt meek at the thought of Jimin staring at me until a heard a car honk stating that Calvin was getting impatient,

I took a deep breath before grabbing my jacket as I stepped outside my apartment building,

As I stepped outside I felt a chill breeze hit me slightly calming my tense nerves,

I looked at the dark blue car that was parked outside as I walked over to it my heels clicking on the pavement,

I felt my hands shake as I gripped the car door before opening it and stepping in,

I was almost scared to turn my head but I forced myself to put on a fake smile as I greeted Calvin with a "Hello!" I said as he smirked, his obvious gawking made me shift uncomfortably 

"You look....nice," He said as he started driving,

"Thanks," I mumbled before looking over at him, I felt disgusted but I pushed it all down for Jimin's sake,

When we arrived at the restaurant, we went to our table and sat down, I realized that I didn't have an appetite so I ordered a simple salad and a glass of water,

"So, Y/N.." Calvin said as he sipped on his very expensive wine which made me cringe,

Much to my astonishment, the dinner wasn't as horrible as I thought it would be, Calvin seemed to be a decent guy, I hope that it'll be easy to convince him to take back his complaint,

After we both decided to split the check, as we stepped out of the restaurant I glanced at my watch 8:58 PM it read,

I felt a little dizzy as my vision started to get blurry, my breathing started to get labored as I felt Calvin grab me and pin me to his car,

"Gosh, you're such a gullible idiot," He whispered in my ear, I started to panic, trying to push him away but I felt too weak,

My eyelids felt heavy as Calvin spoke again "Do you think I'm an idiot? I know you only went on this date because of that stupid cat," He growled in my ear,

I felt like vomiting as I heard his belt clicking, "Might as well get the most out of this then hmm?" He said arrogantly,

My breathing was heavy I felt like passing out, my limbs felt heavy as my eyelids struggled to stay open,

My vision was so blurry I barely managed to see or feel Calvin's body being shoved off of me,

I couldn't see it clearly but I could hear multiple punches being thrown until I heard a loud crack,

Seconds later I felt arms around me, 

"Y/N?! Are you okay?!" A deep voice asked panicked it seemed so familiar, I opened my eyes slightly,

"Taehyung?" I asked my voice slurred,

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" Taehyung repeated as I felt him pick me up,

I wanted to stay awake, but my body betrayed me as I felt my eyelids fall as darkness fell over my vision.

"Y/N? Y/N?" The voice seemed to fade as all I could hear was the soft sound of rainfall,

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