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4dtk · 3 years

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NCT127 falling in love with a s/o with a time-consuming job like a lawyer or a doctor

NCT 127 with an s/o who has a time-consuming job

this is so cute, thanks for requesting! i made this in a format in the ways that the boys might show their care when you’re so busy with your job :) long as hell LOL enjoy!!

brief spoilers for shang-chi if you haven’t watched! i just watched it this week lol it was really good

→ TAEIL would direct conversations to a more neutral stance. it’s not that he wants to talk about himself, but sometimes if you don’t want to talk about your case or patients, he easily slips into conversation about theories or his favourite tv show or your rundown of what groceries to take for the next time you head to the supermarket. just really normal small things that take your mind off the stress, especially at night when you’re laying in bed and just before you’re drifting off to sleep, the two of you would engage in a topic that you both know fairly well about and then you’re usually the first to succumb to sleep. taeil purposely picks out topic he knows will excite you (and bc he knows you’re passionate about it, he reads up on it which allows a well-balanced convo). if you’re rambling on about a topic, then he’ll occasionally play the guitar while laying down, just simple melodies that bring a lot of peace to the room.

“wait- how d’you like this melody?” taeil softly says, changing it instantly when you commented on the previous, discordant one. your nod encourages him to carry on with the plucking of his fingers while you yourself continue with your rambles. “so i’m saying right, it seems totally unfair for him, and you’d think that, right? but all he ever does is whine and moan about his misfortunes, plus his character is so terribly written i kinda feel sorry for-“

the halted melody prompts a sharp turn of your turn to the guitar, which you almost collide with, “what?” taeil only shrugs. “nothin’. just like how passionate you get about the show, it’s cute.” your boyfriend smiles after, ignoring how his words affect you and how your cheeks heat up at it.

→ JOHNNY is one to take you out after your work. it’s not to a super intense, high-energy place like a club or anything, but small little dates that won’t take up much time. eating dinner at a restaurant, walk in the park, small cafe trip, strolling through supermarket to make fun of brand names. if you’re too tired that day, he always finds a way to make your time at home fun. from setting up a small karaoke session, to maybe making a pillow fort, to trying out new cuddling positions, he has everything on his mind. always showing you things to cheer you up if you happen, from memes to funny videos. is low-key down for you to review crime/doctor shows too, just to see how accurate they nail it. your time at home is consuming endless pieces of media until your tummies hurt or you’re sniffling at a movie together.

“hold on- lemme show you this video,” johnny’s hand is outstretched to you once he finds the video and your spoon full of food is left near your mouth. you proceed to watch the low quality video which your boyfriend claims to be the funniest video on earth.

W-HOR? WAH? the girl’s finger in the video traces over the word “who” as she struggles to pronounce it, with presumably her sister in the background prompting her. the repeated pronunciation of the word makes you snort, while the wheezing and the loud NO in the background causes you to fully erupt into laughter. johnny simply smiles at another successful attempt to make you smile.

→ YUTA always has a hand on you when you return home. he brings you into a hug, he guides you by your back, you have to eat with one hand bc he can’t keep his hand off of you. he hopes his little touches will ease your tiredness even by a bit and if you don’t want it, he’ll stop, but it’s yuta’s way of showing he cares without words. busy days with yuta usually involve just sitting in silence as you catch up on a show or a series, or even listening to a song in silence and enjoying each other’s company. he will talk if you want to, but if not that’s fine too, preferring more to stroke your hair in silence and think about how much he loves you. becomes very sappy when you’re in the quiet of your room and generally is very fond of the small pockets of time you get to spend before you two fall asleep. likes that you’re so resolute in your job but can be soft around him behind closed doors.

“you comfortable?” yuta calls out, barely above a whisper as he wraps an arm tighter around you. there’s comfortable ministrations that his does with his fingers, massaging the skin under your pajamas while you snuggle deeper into his chest. humming, you tighten your hold around his top.

“i am, yeah,” you can’t care much for the tv show on the screen now, with empty takeout boxes and tissues littering the coffee table. you feel the gentle kiss of yuta on your head before you’re drifting off to dreamland to a scratchy, 60s jazz song playing through the speakers.

→ TAEYONG would always welcome you back with a table set and food ready, always. he knows that food is the way to someone’s heart and you eating his food always makes him happy and offers to clean-up. lets you shower first if you come back together, puts you before himself very often that sometimes you have to tell him to tone it down because you don’t want him ending up more tired than he already is. following up on this, taeyong would show his love by cooking your lunches for you. when he has the time he makes the effort to put it in a nice bento or box for you to eat. he also does the general chores around the house (assuming the two of you live together) so the bed will be a little less messy when you come back, the floor’s cleaner, the countertops aren’t so cluttered with stuff. even if there’s nothing to clean up, he always these small little things before you come back, and even if you don’t notice it, he sees the way you’re able to navigate the space or when you’re more at ease and it makes him smile.

“do you want to shower first?” taeyong calls out softly, admiring the clean house he’s managed to do up before he went to meet you, “i’ll just hang around until you’re done.”

“you need to prioritise yourself too, yong,” you pout, rubbing a hand up and down his forehead as you toe off your shoes, “how ‘bout we shower together? you did clean the house up pretty nicely.” that earns a grin and a kiss from taeyong, who goes straight the prepare the bath. you chuckle, “he’s already forgotten what i’ve told him.”

→ DOYOUNG supports you silently and listens to your day when you return home and talk about your patient or a case you’re working on. he gives you his own input when he sees fit but other than that he wants you to explain the details. being a doctor and lawyer is crazy and hectic and just wants you to know that you’re appreciated in the workforce. the way he might show his love when caring for a busy s/o like you is when he brings you stuff that you might’ve forgotten like an umbrella or your lunch since you were rushing out of the house earlier. he doesn’t mind going the extra mile to you literally bc it’s a win-win! you get your food, he gets to see you, etc. if not he’ll send someone over to pass it to the receptionist, or he’ll make up for it by meeting you outside the office to apologise and then ask you what you wanna do so he can make it up to you.

“did you manage to get the bento i bought you?” doyoung asks worriedly through the phone, holding up a hand to the staff member who was beckoning him to his photoshoot. “you bought so much!” you exclaim, with a shoulder to your ear, phone perched in between, “thank you doyoung.”

“’m sorry i couldn’t come over to give you your lunch today, angel. i’ll see you after you’re done with work, okay?” you smile at that, shooting a quick reply before you delved into your food.

→ JAEHYUN would honestly serve you once you come back from a busy day tbh. where taeyong does the chores around the house, jaehyun helps by doing the chores on YOU and only you. giving you massages, bringing you dinner on a tray, other unsaid things… and maybe even carrying you from room to room lol he’s relentless and just goes you need to rest, lemme help. big gentleman even when you reject him, doing smaller things like constantly checking up on you, pulling the blanket higher onto your body, cuddling you closer to his body when it’s cold. on top of that jaehyun also one that would meet you at your workplace and take you out like johnny, but those dates are extremely chill. he lets you choose, and when you’re not sure, he takes you on a night picnic at the field or a rooftop, just dinner, but outside bc the view is really nice and he likes the way you look even after a long day of working.

“where should we park our mats?” your head moves from left to right, looking for a suitable spot while you tug on jaehyun’s hand. he hums at it, searching for a spot just like you are. the wind’s blowing gently when you settle near a tree, mat occasionally flying up which you counter with your heavy laptop bag.

“any idea where we can get desserts later?” you call out as a half-joke, not expecting jaehyun to pull up his phone to instantly search for a baskin robbins. “there’s one close-by, wait here for a minute and i’ll go get one for you-“ you laugh before pulling him back down, “don’t worry! we’ll go together, plus i don’t want to be left alone.” jaehyun softly smiles, nodding along as he takes out the food he packed.

→ JUNGWOO has similar intentions like johnny, except he would just wanna stay home. where johnny’s goal is to make you laugh, jungwoo just likes doing things together at home. playing board games, folding the clothes together, making dinner together. it’s not that he doesn’t want to do it, but when he’s given free time he sometimes just likes to laze at home and rest from schedules. he sometimes takes himself out of bed to help before you come back but he’s lazy lolol. loves it when you’re both equally tired and living off 5h of sleep. it’s not romanticising the lack of sleep but your schedules just don’t allow you to sleep equal amounts of hours of sleep. through that, you’re at least able to connect over sleepy talk and droopy smiles while you make the bed or assemble a lego piece or playing video games. if jungwoo’s energetic enough he doesn’t mind doing the crazier activities but he generally prefers those activities done in semi-silence while you exchange jokes and funny videos.

“noooo- no! you only need to move three times, you’re cheating-“ jungwoo pouts and moves back your playing avatar back three spaces on the board game. you purse your lips, not expecting him to see it since he was particularly invested in the movie playing on the screen. knowing it was a shitty film, you tried to talk him out of it, but he insisted. with eyes glued to the screen a few seconds earlier, you took your chance to move down one more space in order to get the benefit on the game board.

“you’ll get to buy a house soon, honey,” jungwoo grins cheekily, laughing even more when he’s able to move four steps, landing on the square that you wanted. now it was your turn to pout as he flips the card for property purchases, happily placing it next to his five other houses. “you’re so annoying!” you say as you fall back on the bean bag, but jungwoo doesn’t believe it when he sees a smile poking out from behind the hands shielding your face..

→ MARK sends you a looooot of texts. your convos with him are just him spamming questions or sending you memes. on every platform LMAO he has tweets sent, ig dm’s are blowing up from the weirdass nct memes that some of the fans make, he uses the official nct tiktok account to send you viral trending videos and he’s like we should try this!!!! and it’s a couple doing acrobatics or some shit. he’s crazy. anyway, he just likes to share things with you, from songs, to playlists, to youtube videos or interesting topics like crime psychology or movie theories etc. he knows that you’re hardly going to see it in your job but he sees the way you react across the room when he sends you stuff so he’s sure that you’ll like it after you get off work. sometimes likes to rickroll you, he knows it’s an old trend/troll thing but the thrill of seeing your frustrated replies always make him laugh out loud. when you’re back home, the both of you review whatever you send each other and then laugh together at them.

“hey, babe, check out this video,” mark says in a text, pasting a twitter link to a video. the video starts out interesting enough, mentioning something about a fun fact with stunning visuals has you wanting to learn more. when the guy in the video starts on his first word, the video immediately changes to rick astley with never gonna give you up. you mutter a small fuck under your breath, gaining a bit of attention from your colleagues during lunch break.

under the table, you flip him off in a picture, which he responds with a big smile of his that’s obviously teasing you for falling for it. you’re going to get it when i get back home!!!!! on a new high, you text the message and set your phone down, already excited for the evening where’d you be able to spend your time with him.

→ HAECHAN is a mix of everything kinda. he’d bring you out after work sometimes and other times likes to stay at home, mainly takes you out to eat after work, but that’s the extent of his after-work-escapades, he doesn’t want to tire you out too much. i think one prominent things he likes to do to is vlog to you, send you videos of what he’s doing on set or at home and just treats your convo like a bank for endless videos. y’know how there’s this video feature in telegram? he sends sooo many of those that you have the time of your life watching those on the ride back home. if you have time, you HAVE to facetime him during your lunch break and tell him how you’re doing and how’s your work coming along. do i have to kick someone’s ass for making you feel uncomfortable? is that patient being creepy again? and you have to explain that haechan, no, that patient is an elderly you cannot beat his ass. he’s like i don’t care, creepy dudes are not excused!!! and you can’t help but smile at that. always wants to be talking to you, close to you. if one day, you’re able to bring him to your job, this man follows you around like a lost puppy and just admires what you do, it’s endearing.

“ah, wait- you know how the sister, xia ling was sent to shut down the ten rings army? well… i just reviewed some of the articles and-“ the video cuts into the next one, haechan’s face zoomed in as he looks straight into the camera, “y’know, she might become a villain one day, i don’t know. maybe i should review some of the comics too?”

“anyway! come look at our set for the music video! it’s sexy, outfits are fire, sets are so good, the choreo this time isn’t too hard, either.” haechan asks the other members to wave as he passes them by, no doubt going his own make-up and hair after the others were already done, “okay, gotta go- love you bye!” you smile at that, texting a quick reply before you open up a video of your own, whispering through the speaker with a promise that you’d see him tonight.

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hollyhomburg · 5 years

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Call Me Yours (Pt. 7)

(BTS x Reader) (Hybrid Au!) (Blind! Reader)

Summary: Sometimes Jungkook gets very very needy, especially when Hoseok gets busy with work. lucky for Jungkook- you and Seokjin are extraordinarily experienced at providing comfort. W/c: 9.3k Tags: Polyamory, Non-sexual hickey’s (framed as hybrid marking/scenting behavior), Needy bunny Jungkook, references to Yoonmin, Jinkook, and Namkook, brief references to heat/rut cycles, mild angst, A/n: I am probably the least happy with this chapter out of all of them so far but! oh well! only a few more parts to go until the series is finished! and this chapter is kind of dedicated to everyone who has ever wanted to cuddle bunny Jungkook! Song rec: Bibi - Nabi

- Jungkook wakes up to the sound of Yoongi yowling next door. He wakes in a haze, his mind decends through the fog of sleep lingering and clinging to him. Why does his head hurt? Why does his chest feel a little scratchy? he rubs his eyes, ears quirking of their own volition towards the sounds of Yoongi and Jimin spilling through the open window. The room is too hot the air conditioner turned off in the weird half cold heat of the end of summer.

- And yet The bed is cold enough that Jungkook knows it must be late into the day and hours since he’s been the only inhabitant. Hoseok must already be at work. He trips over someone’s pajamas on the floor as he stumbles over to the open window to look down on the scene below.

- Jimin in Yoongi’s lap, straddling him where he must have pounced on him and surprised him, thus the yowl. Jimin ribs his cheek against Yoongi’s shoulder, then bites down, making Yoongi’s tail go all puffy and swipe back and forth. “Bratt” Yoongi grumbles out, though his eyes are closed, head tipped back to give him more access to his scent gland. “you like it” Jimin parries, getting up off of him so they can hurry over to your house, disapearing to where jungkook can’t see.

- Home is quiet, absent of Taehyung’s muted chirps or the sound of the x-box on the ground floor so he must be over at your place too, or bothering Seokjin to make something or begging pets off you like Taehyung just needs sometimes.

- His skin itches even when he itches it, and Jungkook feels heart achingly lonely in the cold house. He’s still kind of half-asleep like he left part of himself in whatever dream he was having, though this is partially his fault. He stayed up late last night playing videogames even after Hoseok had retrieved Taehyung for bed, and then curled up with all of them sometime after midnight.

- He wishes Hoseok was home, that it was a Saturday and that they could spend all day snuggling and folding laundry together. Or maybe take a trip down town to some sort of game store that Jungkook had heard about. Or maybe they could visit Hoseok’s sister across town.

- It’s been a while since they visited her though or even since they’ve done anything one on one. And he knows it has everything to do with Jimin and Taehyung. He doesn’t- he would never begrudge Jimin and Tae for how much affection they required- and when It comes down to it Jungkook loves them so so much. But sometimes, he just needs his human and needs a little bit of the kind of love he’d grown with.

- It’s no secret that Jungkook is a very needy bunny sometimes. It’s not that he doesn’t enjoy being a protector or that he’s not good at giving affection to other people because really he can go either way. He’s just as happy to be in someone’s arms as have someone in his. To curl up in Hoseok’s lap or spoons him tae and jimin while they do the same But sometimes it just feels nice to be the little spoon.

- Hoseok has been working long hours as well. A quarterly project is just finishing up and he’s been stressed, at a mad dash to get it done before the deadline. He’s barely had time to do more than stumble over to your house to eat, maybe kiss you in your living room while a movie plays, then sleep (sometimes Hoseok is too tired to come home- sometimes he falls asleep oh your couch and Namjoon carries him to your bed, and he gets to curl up with Namjoon and Taehyung upstairs) and rinse and repeat the next day.

- And it’s not like Jungkook doesn’t have other places to beg physical affection from it’s just, human hugs aren’t the same as hybrid hugs, any hybrid would attest to that. He misses Hoseok.

- And if Jungkook really really needed it, he knows he could ask you. But your Cuddles are in high demand. Seokjin, Namjoon, Jimin, and even Yoongi always need your hugs, Taehyung especially is always throwing himself into your lap while you workand whining until to surrender one hand to his ears. And really- Jungkook is fine- he won’t take away affection from those who really really need it and won’t distract you from work either.

- It would be selfish to take it from the hybrids that didn’t grow up with it like he did. In the grand scheme of things- Jungkook has had so many more pets than them- he can miss out on a few for his family.

- that and, you’re just so small sometimes. You’re the shortest one out of all of them by several inches, even when compared to Jimin or Yoongi who always feel so tiny in Jungkook’s arms. And every single time Jungkook thinks of you and sees you he can’t help but remember the first time he ever saw you, how you stumbled in fear and almost fell over because of him, how Seokjin growled at Jungkook to protect you.

- To protect you from Jungkook.

- Jungkook had never thought of himself as threatening before that moment. He’s a prey hybrid, a big bunny and probably the most non-threatening person to ever exist. Jungkook can’t help but always think about how fragile you are, not that you’re not capable. But you are particularly vulnerable to Jungkook’s bursts of excitement and movement, which of course happen when he’s most comfortable. And because his comfort seems to be a danger to you- he just can’t let himself relax fully when he’s around you.

- It’s not that you’ve been avoiding each other- it’s just that it’s easy maybe, to let it slip through the cracks. Both you and Jungkook are careful and quiet and a little excitable at times but mostly content to go with the flow of the others as opposed to fighting against the grain.

- Jungkook sits on the king bed and tries to resign himself to one decision or the other.

- logically Jungkook knows he could go over and ask you for cuddles. 2 weeks ago- when he broke down in the hospital you were more than happy to hold him but asking for it when he’s not like that- when it’s not a crisis- feels diffrent. After Hoseok’s injury last month (which has thankfully healed up rather nicely- though the pink burn scar on his forarm is still tender) you’d gotten marginally more comfortable around each other but the last little bit of awkwardness just won’t go away.

- So he won’t ask- can’t. Especially when he’s feeling vulnerable unsure like this, tempting intimacy from you would probably only make it worse and only make him feel more vulnerable.

- A small voice in Jungkook’s head that sounds supcisiously like Hoseok’s low thrumming murmur asks him if he just thinks it will or if it actually will. Either way, he resigns himself to hybrid only cuddles for probably another 4 or 5 hours until Hoseok gets home. He pouts, and no one is there to cup his cheek, rub a thumb along his lower lip and sooth away his grumpyness.

- And there is a little bit of irrational anger that says to call Hoseok and bitch him out over the phone and wouldn’t be the first time either. There have been a few times- back when they where first balancing Hoseok’s new job with what Jungkook needed- and ballanced it badly. But it’s a good thing they communicate well. But he won’t call knowing how stressed Hoseok is and how much Jungkook’s discontent would really weigh on him.

- Maybe Jungkook isn’t feeling capital N-neglected, but like alone neglected. The way that some of Jungkook’s vegetables are neglected in his small garden (a garden that Namjoon help him put together half way through the season) because when it comes down to it he likes working in Namjoon’s garden a lot better than working in his own.

- eventually he decides, that at least he could go over to your house and see if the other hybrids are at all intrested in a cuddle puddle, he puts on his comfiest grey tshirt ( threadbare and worn a little at the edge but so smooth that it almost makes him vibrate with sensory pleasure) and decends the stairs. Alone, Jungkook stumbles over the property line and finds Yoongi and Namjoon headed back out already with Jimin snuggled down in between the two of them- off to some book shop in town.

- Namjoon looks soft but good in his shorter than usual pants showing off his thighs and his baggy tan shirt that gives him sweater paws that fold over where he holds Yoongi’s hand in his. Yoongi looks adorably soft but steady today too, his eyes heavy lidded relaxed but aware,

- Jimin looks flirty as always his navy and red patterned shirt opened to show all the hickeys he’s gotten proudly (Jimin loves loves loves showing them off. And loves giving them even more- he’s so nibbly) Jimin’s brand new bright red color tinkles with the bell on his neck proudly when he bounds up to press a kiss to Jungkook’s pout with a loud smack.

- But none of them look like how Jungkook feels right now, and he doesn’t want to ruin the mood with how shivery tattered he feels when they all look bright and powerful and energetic. The way that they’re all tripping over each other with inside jokes and teasing jibes already has him feeling even more exhausted.

- All Jungkook wants is quiet today. He wants to quietly garden with Namjoon at his side or maybe lie out in the grass with Jimin and Yoongi and let them reorder his head and clear the fog. He definitly does not want to go into the center of town where there will be people looking at the 4 hybrids, alone without human escort (it’s not illegal- just unusual). Jungkook’s itching uncomfortably just thinking about it. He doesn’t want to spoil there fun either.

- Namjoon’s smile drops into a frown when Jungkook declines and Namjoon reaches over and soothes over his ears and down his back. But it’s not enough affection for Jungkook right now- not when he needs long prolonged hugs and hard squeezes to feel steady at all. So he steps away, says he’ll just hand out with Tae until they get back. The others don’t notice anything’s wrong but Namjoon sees right through him.

- Jungkook can see the hesitant question on his tongue of ‘do you want me to say’ but before he can offer, Yoongi and Jimin call his name from the front of the house and Jungkook gives him a little push and a strained smile in their direction.

- Taehyung happens to be absolutely no help at all to Jungkook’s touch starved skin, already asleep on your couch after having stolen a sweatshirt from each of you to cuddle with. He crumples them up near his face nosing into one of yours purring in his sleep even as the scent of all of you invade his nose.

- Jungkook just sighs, presses a kiss to his for head and wonders if he should just go back to his own bed and burrow under the covers until Hoseok gets home. Jesus, Jungkook just misses him so much sometimes it’s absolutely ridiculous. But before he can make a choice, your voice sounds from the other room, “hey is anyone around?”

- Jungkook is alarmed, following your voice into your walk in closet where you stand with your back to him in a large white shirt and black leggings, trying to heave a box onto the top shelf. “I’m short and am in need of assistance of someone who is probably not Jimin or Yoongi!”

- “I got it” Jungkook says, carefully supporting the box and pushing it up onto the top shelf. His hands cushioning yours, his arms cradling yours to support the trembling weight to Jungkook it barely weighs anything at all. And oh, he can feel your warmth, your elbow brushes over his shoulder, so tempting for him to wrap his arms around you, whine into your shoulder until you give in and let him sit with you while you work.

- “Thanks’ Koo!” Your chirp, “just finally getting around to putting away some of our winter clothes, though he seems a little ridiculous seeing as it’s July already and fall is just around the corner,”

- You lean back, or maybe you just straighten up but either way your shoulders perfectly nestled in between the bounds of his arms and he shivers a little violently before he steps back because- that’s right- can’t ask for your cuddles- can’t because Jungkook is bad at vocalizing for the things he wants sometimes.

- And oh no- from the way you turn and look at him you’ve definitely felt his shiver, the way only you’re attuned to it. He blushes, “No-don’t worry- it’s ugh, no problem,” your eyebrows furrow, almost subconsciously. He hates that he knows he doesn’t sound normal, his voice low and a little sad, a little rough from just waking up.

- “Are you alright koo? You seem a little off today?” there you go again using that little nickname that has his insides melting like chocolate on a s’more, gooey and soft at the edges, trapped inside the tension of his chest. “What are you talking about?” he answers shakily, but it sounds even unconvincing to him. You lay a soothing hand on his bare arm and he resists the urge to lean into it.

- You make a noise in the back of your throat and sweep Jungkook up in a hug regardless, burying your head in his chest, arms viselike around him. The way his body relaxes almost instantly is comical, like the marionette strings of stress are cut when he has someone’s arms around him, he folds in, making a noise in the back of his throat in surprise as his whole body relaxes after another pleasant shiver.

- His bunny tail twitching behind in in time with his quivering ears. “you don’t have to- I’m sorry I’m just-“ he stutters then stops, lets himself enjoy it his arms coming up to squeeze you in tight.

- You lift your head up at that- and Jungkook, might recognize that he needs to let you go, he can’t make himself, “sorry you probably have to go to work,” he mumbles, though his arms don’t lessen their hold on you, you just hold onto him tighter in response hands splaying across his back. They run down his spine and over the nobs delicately and he feels the tenseness in him relax by another increment.

- “Why didn’t you just ask for a hug if you needed one bunny?” you murmur. “I’m not- I swear I- I’m f-“ his words break off into a whine the moment Seokjin finds his way into your closet, “I just finished recording if you want to- oh Jungkook! what’s wrong?” he says when he sees that you have an armful of a very pliant, and exceedingly adorable bunny boy. He’s looking blushy but also near falling asleep in your arms, the bags under his eyes a little worse than they were yesterday.

- he steps close to press his open palm just above the collar on his shirt on the back of his neck and jungkook nearly whimpers. There are several laws of the universe and one of them is that if any of their pack needs comfort then Seokjin will be there to provide it. So he steps in close so that he’s all pressed against jungkook’s back and Jungkook is certain he would be purring in happiness if he were a cat hybrid.

- It feels wonderful to every inch of him that is touch starved to be so sandwiched in like this and smothered. He doesn’t answer, can’t yet with all of the affection blurring through him and getting him all soft, like the not quite sleep fog but so much better.

- “Koo just needed some cuddles,” you say, a smile toying at the edge of your words, Seokjin’s large hand cards over and through Jungkook’s hair and his ears, the sensitive pink curves at the ends of them making him let out a little squeak. But all too soon you have to let go, Jungkook feels his fingers fisting in the back of your large white shirt.

- You detangle yourself from his arms and- fuck, after such sudden affection he’s almost needier when you pull away. he feels wetness pricking at his eyes even. But he lets you go because even now, he still is a little shy- still a little bad at articulating that he needs you to hold him close and not let go for a long time.

- “hold on- just give me a moment to go get my laptop so that I can do some work while we cuddle - In the big bed if you want? You look a little dead on your feet bunny” Jungkook’s brain is short circuiting almost wants to collapse in relief and he really does stumble as Seokjin takes him into his arms and leads him to the plush and puffy affair in your room. “Wait you mean? You’d do that for me?”

- Your eyebrows pinch together, “of course?” like you don’t understand why he’d even ask, why he’d be so shy to get affection when you give it to the others.

- The king-sized bed is unmade and smelling of the 4 of your little unit. Jungkook straightens at your words even as Seokjin shoves him playfully onto the bed, “you mean you- You want to cuddle me?” Jungkook asks, flushed face and all, because in reality you actually haven’t had all that many intimate moments with Jungkook, but still he matters to you- matters and you care about him, you want to give him everything he needs and more.

- That and, spending the better part of the day curled up with the bunny boy and Seokjin isn’t that disagreeable of a position to find yourself in- not that you mind much at all.

- You step in close, reaching out your hand for him to nuzzle into, his skin feels warm and flushed under your fingers, for a moment, a different realization tugs at your consciousness, and you remind yourself to ask Seokjin to text Hoseok about Jungkook’s heat/rut schedule soon. “I want to give you everything you need Jungkook” he blushes again and presses his face in close to the dip of your ribs.

- “I’ll get some snacks” Seokjin says happily, he thinks he has some of Jungkook’s favorite ginger snap cookies and carrot juice in the frigid while you separate yourself from Jungkook without much complaint once you promise you’ll be back in a second and sets about making himself comfortable.

- Jungkook burrows under the many layers of covers feeling the delicious weight on top of him press him in close. It pleases the bunny instinct inside of him making his tail shiver and tremble in happiness.

- There is something different about this blankets- it really does feel like a den as Jungkook pulls all of him as tight as he can get under it. The smells of everyone swathing him and swallowing the last bit of him that feels shy over his neediness. He presses his nose to the sheets and bundles the edge of the blanket under and close to his chest to get more of Namjoon’s woody and piney scent picking up on Seokjin’s other muted caramel canine scent, Yoongi’s sharp spice coffee and yours- endlessly deliciously sweet.

- Jungkook steals your pillow and hugs it to his chest, a noise building in his throat until you and Seokjin get back. You feel around in the bed for a moment. “Where is he?”

- “We have a burrowing bunny on our hands” Seokjin laughs, settling on the other side of Jungkook as you fold in closer your hand on his covered back under the covers. The pressure on his back up the rungs of his spine is delicious in the way it quiets the half-sheiveryness of his skin. Seokjin sets the tray of munchies on the side before both of you pull back the covers to get under them and swath Jungkook in, though he remains fully under the covers while you and Seokjin manhandle him into the right position.

- Jungkook lies on his side while you sit up, your laptop balanced in your lap, Jungkook is under the heavenly weight of the weighted blanket his little cottontail twitching and flicking in happiness. He hesitates as you scoot closer to him, his arm reaching around to settle on your hips, you shuffle close to him and he uses it as permission to press his face into the line of your shirt and hip. his legs tangle with yours easily.

- His hair can feel the coolness of the air- but he enjoys the oppressive heat, he imagines that it must be his hybrid instincts that are making this- the burrowing feel so nice. Especially when you reach down and hand and find his hair, combing over his ears and through his hair. Seokjin presses against his back flicking around on his phone, his hands carving a slow path back and forth across Jungkook’s shoulders.

- Jungkook is reduced to an absolute puddle.

- His ears flick and twitch half underneath the blanket touching your arm and making you dispense tiny rubs here and there between your typing. Jungkook hums and lets himself relax into the scent of all his family around him, nose stretching and twitching subconsciously in search of more and more.

- He finds his nose pressed to the spot that usually Namjoon must find himself in, face pressed to the sheets, even nibbling a little to get the scent everywhere, and the delicious, more heavy that usual weight of the blankets.

- “Why is this- why is this so nice?” his voice is thick and slow, his words nearly slurry with how relaxed he is, he’s definitely going to fall asleep if he closes his eyes. If he tilted his face up it would be outside the blanket but he doesn’t not even when your hand curls under his chin and scratches a little.

- And just like that the last bit of tenseness is fully removed from under Jungkook’s skin. He dosent even open his eyes, just leans his cheek into your palm. Jungkook can’t imagine why he would ever deny himself this- he’s seen Taehyung and jimin drink underneath your touch, even hoseok too, the way he tilts his head when he kisses you when he thinks no ones watching. Or the way he looks, so enraptured and relaxed at the same time. He gets it now, not that he didn’t before.

- “It’s a weighted blanket- Namjoon got me it for my anxiety,” you say the last words softly, and that has Jungkook’s eyes opening up wider and tilt up to catch Seokjin’s expression too. The heavy eyed breath that he lets out, the strained smile down at Jungkook that says they’re a story there.

- He’s more than a little surprised- because he didn’t know, Hoseok has anxiety too, or had more accurately, though some markers have never gone away even if Hoseok’s anxious days are rare if not non-existent. But he’s not sure you know- if you and Hoseok had have that conversation before. And either way- it’s not Jungkook’s story to tell- not really, though maybe a little bit.

- Hoseok’s anxiety is the reason why Jungkook was purchased for him after all. and he never would have met without it.

- Hoseok used to have panic attacks as a kid. His parents tried everything short of medicating him. And then as a latch ditch effort; they’d gone to a hybrid adoption agency. Jungkook still remembers the words he’d heard when Jungkook had first seen Hoseok, gangly, with a face made for a smile even if he was clutching at the edge of his mothers shirt.

- “We have sever bunnies available from he same litter that are around his age, you understand that dog hybrids are preferred for mental health companions,” and then later when Hoseok had been left in the room alone to choose, three of the bunnies hopping up to him and overwhelming him until he climbed up on the plastic play tubing that Jungkook was hiding in.

- And Jungkook’s shy smile “it’s okay- we can hide together” reaching out his small hand for Hoseok to take and pull himself up- even though Hoseok was older, Jungkook had already been and stronger, able to heave him up to his hiding place. And that hand- they hadn’t let go of each other after that.

- The change was nearly overnight, Jungkook became Hoseok’s support animal, his companion, you couldn’t see one without the other- and even though Jungkook had had his own room they’d never been able to stay to their own beds.

- Of course- the anxiety had come back whenever he and Jungkook had to be separated for exams or field trips or on the rare school day. Thought his elementary school and high school had been accommodating, especially after Jungkook had gotten registered as a mental health hybrid.

- Though he’s gotten so much better in recent years, hasn’t really had anxiety or any symptoms since college, Jungkook can still occasionally see the tells under Hoseok’s surface, a particularly labored breath when driving, when he gets a report back and the tremor when he runs his fingers through his hair. telltale signs of the tension that won’t ever really go away, even if he doesn’t have panic attacks anymore.

- Maybe you and Hoseok are more alike than anyone realizes, “oh” Jungkook closes his eyes and burrows back under the covers. “that was nice of him” he responds, treating it how he knows Hoseok would want him too- blank acceptation of your confession.

- Jungkook fingers along your hip bone, changing his position so that he can cuddle up to your midriff under your shirt, can thumb along the adorable little bit of tummy pooch that he wants to bury his face in once he feels how soft it is and this little bit of peach fuzz above your belly button, the same spot that Taehyung has gushed about being his favorite place to cuddle. That jimin teases a nibble at whenever his head finds it’s way into your lap.

- For a moment, he exults in all the closeness, feeling all the pieces of what is unexplainably family jostle into place just a little bit more.

- “it’s really nice, this is really nice” he stresses, pressing his face close to your stomach as you tug the weighted blanket more fully around you, nosing under your shirt to feel the skin of your hip against his cheek. Under the covers in the protective darkness.

- The middy day passes like this: you and Seokjin talking a little above Jungkook, quietly and not too loud, laughing sometimes when Seokjin reads you an article, the voice command software on your computer reduced to a slight beat underneath the dampened weight of the covers. Jungkook warm and smothered in, falling asleep somewhere in between a phone call you have with an executive about some document that wouldn’t transfer over.

- “just download it as a pdf and it should go through” you stress, barely containing a little bit of tired annoyance, and when you get off the phone, your stressed sigh, your hand flopping down onto Jungkook’s back, “I swear none of these old stockbrokers know how to work a god damn computer.”

- When he wakes, it’s too the sudden moving weight of Seokjin getting above the covers, Jungkook’s hands strain to tug him back. And Seokjin’s quiet chuckle in response to Jungkook’s whining. He’s still not feeling particularly verbal, too sleepy. “Sorry bun, gonna turn the aircon up because it’s getting a little warm for me.”

- A second later the air conditioning reeves a little louder comfortable white noise, your body is softly curled around his and Jungkook knows enough about the pleasant and soft rise of your chest and your unusual stillness to guess that you’re sleeping without pulling himself up above the covers. But he does anyway just to see you. Your sleeping face, lips a little parted and hands pillowed. Seokjin gets back in on your side of the bed, to that he can ferry snacks over to Jungkook.

- Seokjin curls over him, holding a glass of still cold carrot juice out for him, “want a sip bun” Jungkook makes a noise and sits up a little more to take the straw between his teeth and suck little tiny pulses, blushing at the way Seokjin fixes him with an adorably fond expression offering a cookie from his own hand after he’s had enough, and somehow, it tastes better when Seokjin feeds him.

- Seokjin looks almost a little predatory above him, his black ears standing at attention, he gives a playful growl and nibbles at one of Jungkook’s ears, Jungkook squeaks around the straw, a happy alarmed sort of squeaking. Seokjin is so rarely playful- but he can’t help it, the bunny just looks too sweet and squish able in his bed.

- He feels possessive and protective in the way that alphas do, because of course he will take care of his Jungkookie and his y/n, of course he will do everything in his power to make sure you’re both comfortable and soft and happy in the afternoon laziness. Suddenly the urge to cook and provide sparks along his spine, an instinctual urge that will only get worse when the others get home.

- But for a little while longer, Seokjin will find comfort in Jungkook’s arms that pull him more snugly close. Sometimes it’s easier to give comfort that too receive it, and Jungkook is nothing if not a willing vessel for all of Seokjin’s affection.

- Between the two of them, you sleep on, unaware of the way that they’re nuzzling in close enough to taste each others breath. He and Seokjin cuddle up a little as you nap next to them, Jungkook’s hands running up and down your back as you curl into his side, he feels so much better already, so much less fragile and touch starved. His skin feels all fuzzy and pleasant, his head too.

- It’s not necessarily a smaller headspace, but Seokjin is watching over Jungkook and you as if you’re something precious and strong but oh so breakable. Its so wonderful not to be in charge for a few hours, to have Seokjin take his weight.

- Seokjin flips on the TV and keeps it at a low drone; you barely stir next to them, only moving further into the warmth of Jungkook’s soft sleep shirt. “Thank you alpha” Jungkook mumbles, blushing when he realizes what’s slipped out, but it doesn’t seem too unwelcome, Seokjin kisses his forehead in response, and Jungkook can feel Seokjin’s tail thumping up and down on the bed.

- At the same moment, Taehyung stumbles through the door or more accurately, the door frame, his knee hitting it the a crack that barely makes tae pause.

- “oof you okay Tae?” Seokjin says. Taehyung hopps up and down rubbing at his shin before he stumbles, whines, and plops himself on the bed. “didn’t tell me you where having a den cuddle puddle,” Taehyung whines, eyes barely open as he worms his way in-between you and Seokjin so that he’s pressed against Seokjin’s front and spooning your side.

- Seokjin laughs, and teases “brat.” but lets him do it, running his fingers through Taehyung’s cinnamon mop, you stir with the sudden addition of tae into the bed making a noise in the back of your throat at tae mouths along your shoulder without even saying hello. Seokjin wants to laugh because how do you get that needy

- “Jimin?” you guess at the new presence of a mouth, “nah it’s Tae” Jungkook giggles as Taehyung little pecks become more drowsy kittenish licks along your throat. You stiffen and shift, your arm coming up to comb through Tae’s hair, Tae purrs in happiness and hello, and promptly closes his eyes and goes back to sleep.

- Your phone dings on the bedside table and Seokjin checks it while you get increasingly flustered at the attention of Taehyung. He misses the way that Jungkook also leans his head forward into your neck, shyly prodding there with his nose, “is it okay if I?” you laugh, a little sleepy too, your hand laces it’s self with Jungkook’s, squeezing it reassuringly. At this point- you’re no stranger to the way that some hybrids scent mark.

- “You can Kookie, don’t worry, I’m not going to think its weird,” Jungkook sets himself more firmly over you, his leg slung over you hip. He’s so fuzzy with all the the affection buzzing through him that he barely registers the words Seokjin’s relaying from Hoseok’s text. No Jungkook’s not supposed to go into a cycle until a few more months, why is he acting needy? I’ll be home in a little bit, wanna go out to see a movie maybe, or can we go out for dinner- I have something to tell you when I get home.

- He nuzzles his nose in first, your scent settling over him like a wave, as it’s teased into the air by the rubbing of his cheek against your neck. He gets a little bolder once he registers the way you’re shifting against the covers. He peeks over to see the hollowing of Taehyung’s cheeks, shifting his weight more firmly on top of you, caged in on both sides.

- Jungkook knows he’s probably sucking hickeys onto your neck (right next to the few that Yoongi gave you yesterday- but who’s counting). Seeing Tae do it gives him enough courage to finally lick a tiny little bit, small and gentle. A little cold and ticklish maybe.

- When you don’t indicate your displeasure he gets more comfortable, Your hand soothes through his curls and brushes them back along with his soft and sensitive ears over his forehead. with each suck and lick of his mouth you start to smell more like him. and make deep seated contentment flicker stronger in his chest. With each minute, he relaxes more fully into the ritual of bathing you in his scent like he’s only ever really done to Hoseok.

- Jungkook remembers the countless times he’s trapped the older human against the couch and sucked to his heart’s content. Hoseok always has combed through his hair and chided gently and a tiny bit flirty “What a possessive bunny we have here, gonna make sure everyone knows I’m yours”

- He whines at the memory, feeling his eyes flutter closed and his lips part as his licks get more generous, head buzzing with the taste of your skin, sucking a little on your shoulder, then moving back to the spot just between your jaw and your neck where your scent is strongest and also where your neck is the most senstive.

- at your responding squeek- Seokjin looks over at the two of them and you, tossing your phone back on the besdies table after returning Hoseok’s text. any thoughts he might have about what Hoseok might want to talk to you about going to the back of his minds when he sees how snuggled down you are by the other two hybrids. Seokjin feels himself melting with love and affection to see both of them curled around you so safe and happy, getting everything they need in Seokjin’s bed.

- Taehyung half on top of you, lazy and sleepy and cuddly, all hair mused and lips bit red, he can see Jungkook’s tail twitching happily under the covers as the bunny blinks slowly up at seokjin. His hand hooks over your waist the same moment Taehyung leg hicks up around your legs, tangling with yours.

- And between them, you look sleep ruffled and a little askew with the collar of your shirt pulled down as far as it will go, looking just as drowsy and soft as the hybrids do next to you, Your lips part, and your eyelashes flutter when their gentle ministrations start to really make you feel like jelly and more than a little squirmy.

- Seokjin reaches up a hand to smooth over the ball of Jungkook’s ankle. and another over the end of taes flicking tail. “fuck I love all of you so much” the words shock out of him.

- Taehyung perks up too sending smiling around his teeth which are nibbling on your skin, both of them are still too cuddle hazy to properly respond though Jungkook does extend a grabby hand. Seokjin makes a frustrated noise and flops on top of all of you Making you giggle and tae break off into a laugh as he encircles the three of you in his wide arms, and repeats the frustrated noise when he just can’t seem to get close enough, squeezing a giggle out of Jungkook.

- A dangerous move, because now Jungkook has moved his mouth from your neck to nose along Seokjin’s shoulder. “thanks for taking care of me when I’m needy” he murmurs, a shy blush painting his cheeks before he starts to suck onto Seokjin’s neck, rubbing his own cheek against it before he does. You smile up at him and he pulls himself a little more up into the mess of all your tangled forms.

- And oh, this might be getting a little sultry because both of you are kissing while getting hickeys from two very very nibbly hybrids. and as much as scent marking is a very natural and not necessarily sexual thing it is a little when Seokjin’s hand reaches out to tug on Jungkook’s bunny tail, his hips kicking up only to run right into your thigh, and Jungkook’s whines get a little bit more needy for a whole different reason.

- The king sized bed suddenly feeling too small for all the love you have. It spills out in rivulets into the kitchen, as you break apart and half sigh moan, hand clutching at Taehyung’s forearm as he hits a particularly sensitive spot on your neck. “sorry” you mumble, embarrassed, but Taehyung just snarls low and proud before attacking the spot again, this time for more gusto.

- But luckily the other hybrids have just gotten home. the front door opens, and the chatter of the kitties and Namjoon stumble through the door all floppy from the heat, glad to be inside and in the airconditioning now. jimin actually fell asleep in a reading nook while Namjoon and Yoongi playfully argued over which book was better. All of them feel a little bit hazy too.

- Yoongi calls out into the relative silence, after all- where is everybody? Usually, their home is all boundless energy and deep and sweet strange smells coming from the kitchen from Seokjin.

- Jimin walks in front of your door and does a double-take, suddenly shucking off his jacket as quickly as he can, his tale flicking when it comes loose from where it's been pinned. “Okay I need to be in the middle of this cuddle puddle right now,” he almost falls when his shoe slips off. Yoongi and Namjoon mumble and peer in as Jimin almost literally throws himself on top of Taehyung with little regard for the bounds of your Jungkook and you just giggle even as Taehyung whines about the Knobblyness of Jimin’s knees.

- Yoongi and Namjoon slump against the door, drinking in the cuddle puddle of hybrid’s and their owner, you and Seokjin, members of their family that feel like their carved from their literal souls at this point, both a little hickey bitten and sated looking gloriously put upon by affection.

- Yoongi’s hand brushes Namjoon’s, linking their hands by a pinky. Their tails too, yoongi’s sleek black one twining around namjoons bristly and shaggy tail. Namjoon feels shivers run up his spine. it's so strange how even though Namjoon’s nearly a head taller than the cat hybrid, their hands are still somewhat the same size. Sometimes he thinks about that- how Yoongi’s hands were literally made for holding, someone’s smaller hands- and how he’s literally so good at giving them all that they need, Jimin especially.

- At this point Jimin can give Yoongi just a little look and Yoongi will be by his side, ready to expense any type of affection that the other might want. It’s been beautiful to see- the way that yoongi has changed, become more comfortable at giving affection since the others have come into their lives. They’ve all changed in some way, and it seems for the better. Namjoon’s heart gives a little uneven stutter as he looks down at Yoongi, smiling at him, hair crimped a little from the heat. “Wanna make dinner?”

- From the cuddle puddle, Seokjin scoffs at the idea of it and starts to get up. Jimin whines and pulls a leg over Seokjin but of course, that won’t do because now he’s not touching literally everyone in the bed anymore and Jimin- Jimin just needs this physical affection.

- “As if you both could make a cohesive meal without me,” Seokjin says as he detangles himself from the hybrids and you on the bed, sitting up even though he has somehow carried Jimin up as well, Jimin’s arms are vice-like around Seokjin’s shoulders. And the hybrid is rubbing his cheeks all along Seokjin’s shoulders nipping at the hickey Jungkook left.

- “oh my god love let me go I need to make dinner with them” he laughs, large hands encircling Jimin’s wrists to wind himself out from under them. Jimin pouts, speaking through it even though it makes him harder to hear “kisses first then- I feel like a barely saw you today and that’s just not okay, I’ve only been kissed like- a dozen times” Seokjin smiles, mischievousness toying at his corners before he turns his sharp eyes on Jimin.

- “Really? i would have thought you’d make both Namjoon and Yoongi kiss you in the back of the bookstore,” Jimin goes perfectly pink, even the base of his ears flush with color. A laugh shocks out of Jungkook, and he sits up, hair flopping into his eyes, “really? Fuck- please tell me you didn’t get caught and kicked out again-“

- “Again!” you screech, though it's more of a laugh. Jimin whines, “it was only once..” Taehyung placates him though moving his hand from your hip to Jimin’s to rub out soothing circles like he does late night when they watch Jungkook and Hoseok scream over videogames. Taehyung pulls him back down and Seokjin is quick to press a kiss to everyone’s forhead before he follows Namjoon and Yoongi into the kitchen.

- Both of them are already arguing over what song that they want to play and Seokjin knows half of the fun of having the two of them in his kitchen will be watching the way that they love each other, every word a push and pull every touch a different move in a delicate dance.

- Yoongi and Namjoon have always been beautiful to watch when they’re in love, and Seokjin knows that they’ll gladly include him in all of the running jokes. And that they’ll take it well when he scolds them and accept that one of the ways that he shows them he loves them is by teaching them, and that they’ll be even happier to accept the kisses from him when they get something right.

- Above him, you nuzzle into Jimin’s sweet-smelling hair, pressing a kiss to Jimin’s forehead that has him turning pink and tilt his face up for more. Purring in tandem with Taehyung. Jungkook has finally grounded himself enough to really pull away and look down at you, on his side, legs curled in so that his knees are nesting with yours. laughing down at you when you placate Jimin by switching spots with him so that he can lie back against your bed with you snuggly pulled to his chest, and jungkook and taehyung on either side.

- When Hoseok finally stumbles onto the front stoop, his shirt is already askew from the workday, the stress lingers down his spine with the temerity of decision. And maybe if any of the hybrids paused they’d notice the tension there if they weren’t already tripping over each other.

- The second he steps through your front door Yoongi’s head perks up and he comes quite literally running to greet Hoseok, “hey there Yoon how was- oh” he chokes out before Yoongi starts peppering kisses all over his neck, making Hoseok stumble, hand coming up to grip around Yoongi’s neck and his hair. The affection isn’t unwelcomed at all- just surprises him.

- Namjoon walks over slower, more predatory making Hoseok shiver in his skin, chuckling and pulling both of them close when Yoongi starts to suck. From the kitchen Seokjin calls, “is Hoseok home? Tell him to get in here right now.”

- When the 3 older hybrids finally pull away from Hoseok, his cheeks are as red as his hair, lips bitten and wet with saliva. He shifts at the arousal pooling in his abdomen because as much as he recognizes this as just scenting behavior- that was a little much. The sauce burns a little in the pan but Seokjin swoops into salvage it at the last possible moment with an impatient growl.

- Hoseok is absolutely unraveled. His chest is dotted with hickeys with the first 3 buttons undone (by Seokjin’s swift hands). When he presses a hand to his neck he can feel the dull ache that says he’s been given a litany of marks. His hair ruffled and curly, looking dazed and more than a little surprised.

- “Not that I’m complaining but was there a reason for that-why?” he asks. Yoongi smooth’s a hand down his back, nosing through his red curls, Namjoon gives him nothing but a cryptic smile and equally as a puzzling response “Go out on the deck and see.”

- He’s almost winded by what greats him. You’re sitting on the table in Jungkook’s lap, and he looks strong and protective with his chin hooked over your shoulder to whisper to you about the cards in your hand while Jimin and Taehyung argue across from the two of you each huddled around a hand of their own (“of course we have to be on the same team if you are” Taehyung had complained earlier).

- jungkook must say something funny because suddenly you’re throwing your head back against his shoulder with laugher showing your neck- and exposing Hoseok to the line of hickeys trailing down below your collar bone. Maybe they go lower; maybe you have them on your stomach and on your hip bones and the thought that you might makes Hoseok dizzy. He has first-hand experience of just how nibbly his hybrid can be.

- Seokjin peaks his head outside too, giving Hoseok a wink, and Hoseok hisses too him, “who are those from?” because they definitely weren’t there yesterday when he saw you. Definitely a new addition.

- “Jungkook and Taehyung mostly, though I think Jimin put his two cents in.” as they watch, Taehyung howls with laughter as team Vmin loses terribly. Jimin smirks and holds you closer. But then Jungkook’s ears flick and take turns, his face breaking out into its boxy smile with a shout of Hoseok’s name on his tongue. And then he’s being swept up again, hugged and squeezed and kissed by his hybrids, Jungkook sets himself all snug against Hoseok’s back, his body shivering pleasantly and his little cotton tail flicking wildly.

- “I heard you got needy today bunny?” Hoseok laughs as Jungkook tries to bury himself in Hoseok’s shoulder in hello. At the table you stand, grinning in their direction. “Yeah, but it wasn’t anything a few hours of snuggling couldn’t fix.”

- “i’m glad, uhm” hoseok is suddenly shy, looking at you all relaxed and slumped agianst the table, while jimin and taehyung flicker about, “thank you for- Why don’t you go in the house for a second bun, I want to talk with y/n about something.”

- Jungkook quirks his head to the side his curly hair falling all over his forehead because they’re a tightness that he recognizes in Hoseok’s words that perhaps the others didn’t notice, but Hoseok nods down at him- saying he’s got it handled without really saying it. The nearly non-verbal way that they can communicate after so many years of knowing each other.

- Jungkook gives him one last lingering worried look before he disappears back inside taking Taehyung and Jimin with him and Closing the door behind him though the window is still open, and you both can her them join the fray of cooking and Seokjin’s “no Taehyung it’s still hot don’t-“ and Yoongi’s dry drawl after a moments silent, “you burned your tongue again didn’t you- no I am not going to kiss it better”

- He’s still turned in Jungkook’s direction when You wrap your arms around Hoseok’s waist from behind. Hoseok feels himself melting when you nuzzle your head into his chest in hello. And he lets himself laugh before the panic has a chance to really clamp down on him.

- “You’ve been hanging out with them all day- you’re starting to act like a hybrid,” he teases, setting a hand over yours and lacing it around his waist. You breathe in deeply, you wonder what he would smell like if you were a hybrid, but right now, he just feels comforting and like him, especially when you tilt your face up and he obliges you, pecking your lips in hello.

- over the past few weeks when you’ve embarked on this with hoseok- not much has changed, besides maybe, the fact that he kisses you when you get home, sleeps in your bed half of the time, and dosent seem to have a problem in getting close to you anymore. Neither of you do- the shyness you’d had at the begining of this is almost entirely gone, though there are still some moments- when you think things might be going a little fast. your hybrids might already be in love with you, and might not have a problem expressing it, but you haven’t been togeather long enough to really warrent that level of affection.

- “I'm glad you’re home They do have something figured out with all the snuggling- Jungkook especially 11/10 would and will cuddle again” Hoseok’s heart plummets, as he tries to laugh it off, tries not to let the fear he’s feeling at the prospect of the future conversation he needs to have poison this joy because really- you and Jungkook was the last piece that needed to fall into place with your “pack” as the hybrids have been starting to call it. And the idea of potentially damaging that makes hoseok fucking sad- “Yeah don’t let him hear that, you’ll have yourself a cuddle partener for life if you do” you pull back suddenly, and Hoseok’s shifts unsteady on his feet.

- It’s like you can feel the tension in his waiting to burst, to snap back and sting like a rubber band. “Hobi, is something up?” you ask, pulling away from him a little so that you can speak more firmly, your hands-on his taught forearms. “it’s nothing at all i-” Hoseok stops himself, knowing that if he dosen’t actually confess what’s going on the eventuality will probably be worse.

- “No it is something i just don’t want to say it because everything will change and then-” he breaks off, his throat closing up, he casts a glance back at the door to make sure it’s closed, it’s definitly better to have this coversation first with just the two of you before you bring your hybrids into it. You settle against the back of the table, pulling hoseok to lean next to you and grpping his hand, and it’s the most reasuring thing, how you with just a thumb trailing down the line of his hands you can make all of his anxiety just disipate. “What happened today?”

- “it’s about my job I ugh…” he pauses, taking a deep breath, and tries to make his voice not shake. the words rushing out once he lets them, unfiltered.“we finished up the project today and you know how we where having problems because my superior was basically taking half days and just not doing his job like at all right?” you nod, and hobi continues. “well after I went to the CEO yesterday to explain where we where on the project- we finished that today too- he told me that they where totally aware that my boss hand’t been pulling his own weight, and they implied that he probably wouldn’t be staying on so- so they fired him and made me an offer for his job.”

- Your joy is instant, but it doesn't reach Hoseok, it still doesn't quite stick, the worry and the happiness, the feelings of accomplishment and fear that sticks in equal measure and makes your plain happiness dissonant. “Oh my god! You should have texted me! That’s amazing we definitely need to celebrate,”

- You're nearly bouncing up and down and Hoseok feels a tiny tiny bit of his fear dissipating because yeah- it’s nice, his hard work and long hours he’d been putting in since his last promotion had been paying off. “yeah I guess it was a long time coming- since I’ve been basically running the whole department, and it means a generous bump in salary too- and other things,”

- His voice is dry, but he’s not just tired. why do you sense a but coming after the end of it- why does it feel like there is something to sour his accomplishment, why doesn't Hoseok sound happy at all? He sounds put out like an anvil is waiting to fall on the top of his head and he’s just trying to let you down slowly.

- “Why do you sound sad Hoseok? What’s wrong?”

- “I don’t want you to worry,” he says, and clearly, that only makes him worry more. You can’t take it anymore, you reach up a hand to cradle his cheek, and find his mouth turned down at the corners under your fingertips,

- “Hoseok, just tell me” you can hear his gulping swallow.

- “If I take the job,” he says slowly “and that’s a big if” like he doesn’t want to speak the words into existence, like he can tell how much things will change after he says them. “Then i’d be stationed at the main office in busan”

- “What do you mean” Hoseok closes his eyes, knowing that the next words are going to change everything, even if he doesn’t want them too.

- “It means I’d have to move Y/n,”

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