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Eucalyptus || 002

Warnings: Swearing, abandonment, hybrids are only considered as pets, mentions of pre-heat and scent triggers, mentions of medication

Premise: A sugar glider hybrid with a broken past. Seven men convinced they can give her the life she’s always wanted. Sometimes destiny has a funny way of finding you, and sometimes it smells like Eucalyptus.

WC: 3.6K

Masterlist || 001 || 002 || 2.5

Your body vibrating with anxiety as you stare at the wooden apartment door. Your heat had finally let up a few days ago, but you had stayed a little longer to try to adapt to being human, learning to cope with the smell that had triggered your heat. The hybrid shelter had brought you items from your owners to help soothe the transition, however one scent in particular continued to make your mouth drool. You had managed to keep a steady rhythm around it now, and you felt it safe to finally return. This time as a human.

You grip tighter at the bag in your arms, exhaling a deep breath as you slowly reach up, allowing yourself to knock on the door. You can hear muffled voices from the other side, your breath hitches as you make out who’s voice is who’s, footsteps coming to greet the wood separator. 

A breeze rushes out as the door is opened, a heavy air of scents from all seven men. Two pairs of eyes stare down at you. A shy smile creeps onto your lips, fighting off tears. Tears of joy? Anxiety? You weren’t even sure.

“Hi, uumm, it’s me…Snow, I uh- I’m-” You stutter out, not sure which one to look at. Still overtly aware of the other men inside the apartment. 

“You’re home” Jimin’s soft voice breathes out. 

“Yea,” Nodding, you can feel the tears rush down your cheeks. “I’m home.”

Arms pull you through the door way, you drop the bag as warmth wraps around you. 

“Thank god you’re home. We thought we were going to go crazy without you.” Taehyung’’s voice breaks through his shuddered breath. You can feel your heart beating like crazy in your chest, but not caring you snuggle into them more. You inhale as deeply as you can, basking in their comforting scents. Arms slacken around you, Jimin pulling you by the hand into the apartment. 

“Guys! Snow came home!” Taehyung cheered from behind you. 

Nerves getting the better of you, you use Jimins hand like a lifeline keeping you grounded as you stare at his feet. Silence overtakes the once busy room, slowly you look up to find 5 stunned figures around the room. 

You hear a choked noise come from the kitchen, glancing over you see Jin standing there eyes unblinking as he takes you in.The tears begin to fall again. 

“Snow?” His voice cracks. Watching him, he takes a couple of tentative steps towards you. His scent stronger now, the same sugary scent as before.

“Nn.” You launch yourself at him, uncaring of all your insecurities screaming at you about being a terrible mannered pet. Your arms wrapping around his waist and his around your shoulders. “It’s me.” 

His firm arms hold onto you tighter. Like he’s afraid if he let’s go you’ll disappear again, but you’re here. In human form, something they were prepared for you to never do infront of them. The traumas of your past having a large probability of you never fully trusting. Yet you were in his arms, finally home where you belonged. 

You breathe in his scent again, his being one of your favourites. Maybe you were biased because he was the one who found you, the first one you felt comfortable with. Before you know it, his arms have loosened and he’s turning you around pushing you towards Yoongi, Jungkook and Hoseok who are further in the living room. All three men not hesitating to swarm you in a group hug. 

You can feel your own body and mind relax in unison. You would have never had guessed in a million years that having so many different scents bombard you at once, that you would feel the most at ease. However, even in the midst of the pharemone party one smell lingered in the back of your throat. It was almost like you could taste it on your tongue, like you accidentally licked the source and now your mouth was coated with it. 

One figure still remained stunned in place. Namjoon more concerned for your state of mind  then anything else. 

“How are you feeling now? Better?” He sounded hopeful. That was a good thing right?

“Alot better.” 

He holds his arms out as he takes a step towards you, catching you in what probably wont be your last hug of the day, knowing these men. You hurriedly step into him, thankful for it. You hear the voices behind you but you are too distracted enjoying the hug until too much movement happens at once and you choke. The intoxicating scent catches in your lungs, you’ve taken too deep a breath. Shallow breathes made it easier to not be affected. Deep ones allowed it to fill much of the empty space within you. You take a step back to cough, seeing them all circled around you. 

“I’m ok. It’s just a bit much.” You try to cover your coughs in the sleeves of your sweater. 

“Right, is the scent bothering you?” Jin rushes to you, hand rubbing your back as he ushers you to the open patio door. The outside air, fills your lungs and the stickiness in your air passage dissipates. 

“I’m really ok, I promise.” You smiile brightly at him. 

“We understand you don’t want us to know which one of our scents it is, but how can we help you?” Jin pleads, eyes begging for a way to help, hand still rubbing slow circles on your back. 

“I’ll get used to it.” Is all you can manage, reassurance comes out as a meak promise. You were determined to get used to it, you had to. You wouldnt risk finally having a home for this. Not this.

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You stayed human for a few days getting not only yourself, but the members a chance to figure out the dynamics of it all. Nights you spent back in animal form, tucked away in your hutch in Jin’s room, it being the easiest when it came to space for sleeping arrangements. That and you always felt yourself gravitate back towards it. The safety of being engulfed in his scent for the start satiated the tremors of anxiety within you. 

During the days however, depending on your mood and who was home you’d spend a decent amount of time in human form. But days like today you had opted for glider form to snuggle into the abundance of citrus and cream that was Hoseoks comforter. 

“Snow!” Jins voice calls from the open door and down the hallway moments before his head pops in the frame. “There you are! Food is ready, do you think you could go get Namjoon? He said he was going to take a rest.”

You chirp happily back at him, unfirling your tail and limbs following the need to stretch along your body. You shake off the last of the grogginess before leaving the delicious scent behind, his and Jimins lavender and lemongrass lingering on your fur. You scuttle down the bed, gliding to the floor, cheerfully tutting your way further down the hall to Namjoons jarred open door. 

His room lit only by the sunlight breaking through his partially parted curtains. Sun patches dance on the floor, leading to his bed and the body lying in it. Deep slumbered snores come from the cozy nest he’s in. 

You bark a few times trying to get his attention near the foot of the bed, when that doesn’t seem to be working you march over to the side of the bed he’s lying on. Climbing up his bedside table you leap the small gap onto his bed, landing on his pillow. Which turns out to be a terrible idea.

The scent coming from his skin is pervasively intoxicating. Something in your animal nature reacts, compelling you to inch closer until you’re lightly nibble on his cheek. Your mind slips into a mild haze, too late realizing what’s happened. Nakedly hovering over him, but not close enough to touch, you’ve shifted into your human form.

“AAAAAHHHHHH!” The scream leaves you before you can stop yourself. You shoot backwards to get away from him, falling off the bed for the second time as a naked human. Colliding with the cold hardwood floor on your warmed skin, you schriek before shifting back to glider form. Panic overwhelms you, forcing you instinctively to seek shelter in the quickest place you can. Under his bed. 

The thudding from feet alert you, as well as the shifting on the bed now above you that everyone had reacted to your…. Not so quiet incident. However, thankfully sleepy Namjoon was the slowest person to react in a crisis, so you could almost guarantee yourself that he had no idea what just unfolded. 

“What happened?” You hear Namjoons deep dazed voice come from above you, the same time as his door swing all the way open with bang.

“We heard her scream!” Hoseok pants, he probably just came home when he heard the noise. You had been waiting for him to return in his room. 

“Snow?” Jin shouts, he’s definitely using his Hyung voice on the younger. He only ever did that when he was either really panicked or someone was hurt. “I sent her in here to wake you up, did you squash her Kim Namjoon?!” 

“No!” You hear shuffling on the bed, you watch it bow slightly from his movements. When it stops you give a hesitant chirp, loud enough for them to hear but without any backbone to it. 

You didn’t want them to fight and to know that you were ok, but you were absolutely not coming out just yet. Your body shaking from your minds inability to understand what you had just done. 

“Snow?” 

At the edge of the bed, you see Jin peak under to you. “Are you ok?” 

You chirp to them, trying to reassure him that you were infact physically ok. Mentally frazzled, but ok for the most part.

“Can you come out and tell us what happened?” He tries coaxing you out. 

You take a sheltered step back, until your backside is against the far wall. Even in the dim lighting he can make out your shaking head. He gives a heavy sigh before standing back up.

“I think we should give her a minute, Namjoon come eat with us.” Jin demands of his members. If anyone can read you in animal form it was Jin, we had this enate ability to just know what you needed without you using words. 

Eventually 3 pairs of feet leave the room door closing behind them. That’s when you realize just how long you’ve been holding your breath, dizziness overwhelms you as your chest inflates. Too much all too soon, the scent coating your lungs. This milder scent doesn’t send the itch to shift through your instincts, but it does leave an odd sensation behind. A heaviness you’d never felt before. 

Once the need to hide subsides and you unhurriedly step out from under the bed. You listen intently for the faint sound of their voices in the dining room, feeling as though it’s safe you shift again….this time on purpose. 

You quickly change into the set of emergency clothes he has stashed away for you. Each of the boys room having their own set, just in case you had a shift that none of you were ready for. It was Yoongi’s brilliant idea and you could never be as thankful as you felt right now. Covering your bear skin, your mind fizzles with what the hell you were gonna tell them. How the hell you were going to explain that away. 

From the fact that you had managed to scream it was obvious you had turned human, for what ever reason, and then proceeded to get so scared you turned glider and hid. 

Your mind scrambles as you make your way into the kitchen, 3 sets of concerned eyes turning to you immediately. You try not to flinch as you smile at them. 

“I’m really sorry about that.” Was all you manage. 

“What happened?” Jin demanded, he was never angry with you only stern. It only ever happened when you inadvertently hurt yourself. 

But right now you needed an answer, a viable one. If there was ever a time you needed to rely on your wit it would be now. So before you can overthink anything you let your mouth take the lead.

“I climbed onto the bookshelf under the window to glide onto your bed like I usually do, but when I got up there there was this huge bird. And I’ve seen birds before but this one looked mean, and we had this stare down and then it lept at me and i fell backwards. And I must have shifted when I was falling because I didn’t even realize it until I heard myself scream. I didn’t mean to worry anyone! I’m really sorry!” You ramble, pouting innocently, head held low, peering up at them sneakily to see if the story had stuck. 

“Well I’m glad you’re ok.” Hoseok rushes over to you, smiling brightly. Arms wrapping around you he lets out a giggle at your cuteness. 

‘One down.’

Namjoon calmly walks over, large hand patting your head tenderly. A now very awake chuckle comes from him, you peer over Hoseoks shoulder at him to give him a weak smile.

“You gave us all a heartattack. Maybe we can find you a safer way onto my bed? I’ll look into some options.” He says before walking away to the kitchen.

‘Two down.’

You watch him as he leaves, but a pair of carefully trained eyes catches your attention. Hoseok lets go of you, sheepishly you look at the floor. 

Jin saunters over to you, eyes not looking away from your slumping body. You try to make yourself appear smaller, but you know he’s already caught you in a lie. 

“Birds?” 

You scrunch your nose up in minor annoyance, looking up to him he just shakes his head and laughs at you. You whine at him that it was a bird, but you know it’s all for nothing. He’s too intune with you to let this go.

Three failed.

‘Birds?’ You mock yourself, he wasn’t the only one who didn’t buy it. You couldn’t even bring yourself to.

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Sitting outside on the balcony as the members are out for the night, you decided to drag a blanket outside to sit on one of the sofas. You let yourself muddle through your insecurities, you were used to dealing with your issues alone. 

“Namjoon, huh?” Startling you from your thoughts, eyes widening as Jin sits down on the sofa with you.

“That easy?” Eyebrow raising in dramatic question as he gestures to who’s blanket you have curled around your body.

“Only for me. I don’t think the others have put it together.” 

Neither of you say anything for what feels like a millenia, before the gravity of the situation weighs down on you. The suffocation of your mind makes it hard not to want to rely on Jin. The one who saved you, gave you a home. Gave you a choice. Forcing your walls down, you reach over to him. Hands gently finding his, he doesn’t hesitate to intertwine his fingers with yours. 

An immeasurable sadness washes over you.

“If the center found out….they’d ask about relinquishing your adoption rights.” You stare down at your hands. “I’m a pet Jin, A pet and that’s all I can ever be.”

“Snow-” 

“No! Listen please. I’m ok with that. I want to stay with all of you. I want to stay by all of your sides, please don’t make me leave.” Tears uncontrollably rush from your eyes, coating your cheeks and dripping onto your intertwined hands. The sheer panic in your body starts you shaking like an earthquake. He’s never seen you like this before, but like always he knows what you need.

“Shh, shhhh.” He pulls you into a tight hug, your body wracked with hysterics of thinking that you might loose them. “No ones making you leave. You belong with us. We’ll figure this out together, I promise.” 

More than anything else in your life, past trauma, inability to shift, the pain of all your lonely years, you believed in nothing more than his words.

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A few nights has passed when you had finally worked up the courage to pull Jin aside and tell him you were ready to call the vet from the shelter. You trusted him enough to ask him questions but not enough to expose yourself.

So when it was just the two of you, agreed to be given space by the rest of the group, you sat down and called the number of his business card.

You explained the necessities but left out the major issues. Issues that could get you removed from the home. It wasn’t unheard of for a pet and owner to have a physical relationship, some hybrids were bought for that purpose. Some sick need the humans might carry. But then again some would argue hybrids are still part human. But you felt more animal then human most days, almost every day, even with being able to shift now.

You didn’t want someone to be with you because of pity, or guilt or even obligation. 

If you had to do it alone, then so be it.

‘No chance of a heat partner?’ The vet questioned calmly from the other end. He had listened silently as you explained your new heats and how bad they were and how you needed help.

“I can’t even stomach the idea of it.” You feel the nausea bubble up, but you push it down. Jins warm hand over yours a warm reassurance. 

“Count that as not an option.” Jin states, you smile at him. Grateful for all he’s already done for you.

‘I understand.’ The voice comes through again

“Is there anything I can take, some sort of stronger suppressant or -idk… anything?” Rocking back in forth in small motions in your seat, bottom lip becoming increasingly painful as you chewed relentlessly on it.

‘There is something.’ He hesitates. ‘I haven’t prescribed it myself but I have had colleagues give it and it has worked to suppress heats to an almost indecernable amount.’

“Really? What is it?” You can’t stop the excitement from appearing in your tone. Your fingers tighten with Jins. 

‘I want to be transparent with you Snow, the side affects can be…. Unpredictable. I’d have to look into everything that could go wrong, not to mention because you are a small rodent I’d have to trial the correct dosage for you.’  A deep exhale cuts through the line. ‘What I’m trying to say is, it will take me some time to figure this out and feel like I’m not putting you in danger by giving this to you.’ 

“I trust you.” And you mean it. 

‘I appreciate your trust in me. How about this, I will look into it and do my own research, run some tests and then I will get back to you and we can discuss it.’ He still sounds unsure, but the tone in his voice is stern. ‘I do request all owners to be present for the conversation. Will that be alright with you, I will not delve into any details that you don’t want me to’

“That would be greatly appreciated doctor.” Jin responds for you. Hand over your mouth to stop from gleefully screaming at the possibilities.

Your almost bouncing in your seat as the prospects of almost not having a heat. You wouldn’t carry any extra burdens with you that they’d need to shoulder. Your hand squeezes his in excitement. 

‘Alright, I’ll get back to you when I can. Good bye.’ 

“Good bye!” You shout a little too eagerly, the sound of the vet laughing was cut off by the end of the call.

“There could be something…” You felt like you were on a cliff, teetering on the edge, so high the altitude causing shallow breathes. One part of you wanting to jump, soar through the clouds, the exhilaration carrying you on the wind of hope. But the other….. Was terrified. Jumping ment plummeting, it didn’t mean landing, it meant detonating what was left of a pipe dream.

“There could be something…” The words come out in a chocked whisper. Your eyes bubbling with fresh tears. Your body is wracked with uncontrollable sobs, heavy fear you didn’t realize how deep it was breaks you down.

“Yes, there could be. Snow I don’t want you to get your hopes up if you can’t take it.” Jin wipes away the tears from your face. “If you can’t, we are all open to helping you any way we can. We all love you so so much.”

“I love you all too…but any of you would feel so guilty if it was you, I don’t want anyone to blame themselves.” You sniffle. “I need it to work Jin. I need this. I can’t- I can’t go through this again.”

“I know it’s hard for you to talk about right now, but I promise you when you’re ready we’re all hear to listen.” 

You snuggle into his warm embrace, his hands rubbing circles in your back. You had caused so much turmoil since being here. The guilt was eating you alive.

You couldn’t bring yourself to tell them about the pain, the discomfort. Nothing, it wasn’t anyones fault but your own. This was your fault, and you wouldn’t drag anyone down with you. You could already see the heartbreak on Pretty’s face when he put it all together. 

You’d take the medicine, it would work.

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Eucalyptus || 2.5

Warnings: Swearing, abandonment, hybrids are only considered as pets, mentions of pre-heat and scent triggers, use of medication, overdosing(unintentional), self-harm (unintentional)

Premise: A sugar glider hybrid with a broken past. Seven men convinced they can give her the life she’s always wanted. Sometimes destiny has a funny way of finding you, and sometimes it smells like Eucalyptus.

WC: 1.3K

Masterlist || 001 || 002 || 2.5

Words tumble out of your mouth when you hear the click.

“I need….Can I have more..?” You try to stop your hands from shaking. They haven’t stopped in weeks. 

“Already?” The vet asks from the other end of the phone. He was finishing his paperwork for the day. He had Chinese takeout with his name on it that he was eager to get to when you called. Which was unusual in itself because you never called without one of your owners present or even all of them. “I gave you a 4-month trial, it's only been just over a month. Are they not working?”

You force down the thick lump of saliva in your throat, trying to clear your voice enough to sound..well like you were fine.  “They were…but then- I need something stronger.” 

You were not fine. You hadn’t been since the week you had been given the pills. But you held onto some hope that your body just had to adjust to them, waiting for them to take the discomfort away, the unending need you felt.

“Snow I can’t give you anything stronger, as you are a smaller hybrid they will be fatal if we’re not careful.” He sits up straighter in his chair. Forgoing his paperwork to focus on your words.  “Did you try taking an extra one? That should help without being too much for your body.” 

“I did.” The room starts to spin a little, you stumble to sit on the ground.”...So I took more.”

“How many more?” Now he’s slightly worried.

“Today or ?” You hold your head in your hand, but you're still finding it hard to stay upright. “I started taking 2 but then it stopped working so I took another and then…eventually another…”

“That’s 4. How long have you been taking 4?” 

“A month or so?” 

“How many today?” He was trying to keep calm, but inside he was frantic. 4 is double your max dose. He just hoped today you hadn’t followed the same pattern. 

“Today…today….six…” The urge to vomit was slowly forcing its way higher and higher from your stomach. Every inch you could feel it burning a path through you. You decide it would be best to lay down on the hardwood. The coolness against your clothed back gave a welcome break from the rising heat. “It kept hurting. It wouldn’t stop hurting…”

“I need… I need… I need to morph back. I don’t feel as sick. I don’t want to be sick.” You could hear your own words slowing. Your mouth couldn’t keep up with your mind anymore. Or was it your mind not being able to keep up with your mouth? You couldn’t tell the difference anymore. 

The tantalizing taste of eucalyptus that hung in the air. It was always the only thing your mind could focus on. It felt so thickly enticing. 

“Snow! Do not change into your hybrid-” He’s cut off by a sharp chirp through the phone. “Shit.” 

“Deandra!” He yells out his office door. “I need your hybrid in here now!”

One of the shelters nurses and her raccoon hybrid come running into the room, they had stayed later tonight to help finish getting the new hybrid drop offs comfortable. He shoves the phone at the male hybrid.

“I need you to tell me exactly what she’s saying. Keep her talking.” He instructs sternly. Normally he wouldn’t talk to someones hybrid like this but he doesn’t have the ability to watch his tone or filter his words. 

He reaches over his desk knocking the papers that he was working on onto the floor. He quickly dials your owners number that he has kept on speed dial since his first day visiting you. 

He hears the click of a connect. 

“Seokjin! Thank god. Tell me, are you the one?” He feels out of breathe, like he’s panting. Even though he’s not. 

“Doctor? The one what?” Seokjin’s curious words respond to him. 

“The one who started Snow’s heat.” He clarifies. 

There’s a pause. It takes too long for the other to answer his question. 

“QUICKLY.” He shouts at the younger.

“No. No. its not me. What is happening?!” Seokjin’s concern erupts through his ears.

“You need to get home now, I’ll leave as soon as I can. The pills had a severe negative affect. She’s taken too many.” He explains desperately. He can’t hide the panic in his feet, he’s pacing in the space infront of his desk.

“What?” Seokjin tells himself out loud. “I have to tell the others.”

“No! Only you. Whoever it is will only make this worse. She needs you right now.” 

“I’m leaving.” The younger notifies him as well as anyone else in the room with him.

“I’ll meet you there.” They both hang up, not bothering with any form of goodbyes.

“-Doctor…..” The racoon hybrid calls to him.

“What is she saying??” He’s trying to keep himself from yelling. But the full blown panic that is beginning to set within him is about to break out.

“She’s not… she’s not talking. She’s only making noises, nothing is making sense. I don’t think-” 

He points to the nurse, “Call an emergency vehicle to head there. Tell them it’s critical.”

Rounding his desk, he snatched the phone away from the hybrid shuffling him to the other side and points at him, “Stay.”

“Snow! Hear me. Talk to me. Jin is on his way. You need to change back.” He hears a few other cheeps before loud rustling.

“Liiiiiiving with them…… has maaaade me…. the hppiest…. Ive ever been in my eeentiiiiire liiiiife.” Your voice comes through muffled and slurring. “I would gooo through….. aaaaaall….. the abuse…. I sufferrrrred…. over again….. to have the chance…. to beeee their pet. They loved meeeee doctor…”

“Love, snow. They love you.” 

“I used to….. maaaake themmmmm sooooo haaaaappy….. Theeeey would alwayssss… ssssmiiiile when they ssssaaaaw mmmme…they donnnnnnnn sssmile assssss…… much anymore….. I wisssh they did….. How doo I…. make them sssssmile… again…?”

“They want you to be healthy and happy. That’s all they want.” He tries to quiet his own breath to be able to hear your slow deep attempts.

He hears a bang and rustling from the other end. He hits speaker on his office phone. The other hybrid still in his office, just in case she returns back to hybrid form. God he hopes she doesn’t.

“Snow what happened?”  He can hear Sekjin’s voice now.

“Thesssse…. are…. Pretty’ssss…. Eyesssss.” Her slurring worsens. It’s almost incomprehensible. 

“Snow please. Doctor what do I do?” Jins voice abruptly yells.

“I have an emergency vehicle headed to you now. Keep her awake and don’t let her change into her hybrid form. The medication will only circulate through her system faster.”

“Pretty…. issssn’t sssssmiling.-How do IIIII -maaaaake Pretty …ssssssmiiiiiile again.” He can hear Seokjin sniffling through her attempts at speech. “i kn..ooow. Everyyyyoooone ssssssmiiilessss ….when immmmm -”

“little…” they word escapes out in an exhale. 

Airy faint chirps are heard, he drastitically turns to the other hybrid. 

“Doctor! She’s changed again!” Jin all but shrieks. 

“What is she saying?” He demands of the terrified male hybrid.

“...” He walks closer to listen, his face going pale. “She’s saying… ‘I’ll stay little forever. I’m no trouble when I’m little.’” Listens again “‘Everyone smiles when I’m little….I’ll stay little’…..She’s just repeating ‘I’ll stay little’ over and over again.”

“Snow!” Seokjin whimpers over the phone, his voice breaking. Just like his heart.. “No…. please.” 

“I’M ON MY WAY!” He grabs his things from his drawer and bolts for the door. 

Running to his car he thinks about all the risks, the side affects he had gone over with you, all the late night research he had done. But this isn’t one of the risks that even crossed his mind. He made a vow all those years ago when you first came to the shelter. He promised to find you a loving family, that you would finally be happy. 

He didn’t realize just how dangerous this could be. How there was one thing above all others that could make it all come crashing down…desperation. 

Masterlist || 001 || 002 || 2.5

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