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𐂂Pairing: White Tiger! Hybrid Reader (f) x Spotted Deer! Hybrid San 𐂂Au: Hybrid au 𐂂Trope: best friends to lovers 𐂂Genre: smut, pwp 𐂂Rating: 18+, Minors Do Not Interact! 𐂂Summary: one day you pick up your best friend after a long day of work and can't help but smell his arousal. then you pounce 𐂂Word Count: 1 811 𐂂Warnings: hand job, oral (m), praise kink (m), dom! Reader, sub! San, cum eating 𐂂Dedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland for being hardworking beta readers. @starlitmark because you gotta tag the hybrid queen when you write one 𐂂divider credit to @cafekitsune

San opened the passenger’s side door and climbed into your car. He smelled like cotton candy and whiskey, which was exactly like the strip club that he bartended for smelled like. “Hey,” San murmured tiredly.

“Hi Sannie!” You greet him in the driver’s seat. You always picked him up after his late Saturday night shift, insisting that he should never have to worry about anything after. “How was work?”

“Fine,” San rubbed a hand over his face, “I’m starving.”

“Oh!” You unbuckle your seatbelt and get on your knees to reach into the backseat. “I brought you a yummy salad, let me grab it.”

San watched with large eyes as your tail perked up at your excitement. Your tail raised the skirt you were wearing and bared the back of your thighs for his viewing pleasure. He watched at how the body glitter that you dusted over yourself all the damn time glimmered in the late-night light. What would it feel like to fuck his dick between those thighs? Would his dick get covered with glitter too? San shook his head to clear it. What the fuck was he doing? You were his best friend. This wasn’t right.

You sat down, breathless and happy. Your nostrils flared and then you dropped open your mouth, so the smells could hit the roof of your mouth. You closed your mouth and narrowed your eyes at San. “What's wrong?”

San’s eyes widened momentarily before he looked out the window. “Nothing’s wrong.”

“Did you get a lap dance from one of those dirty bunnies?” You snarled, eyes scanning the front door for the mentioned strippers. You leaned across the car, placing a hand on his thigh. When San’s muscle contracted instinctively upon your touch, your nails dug into the sensitive flesh there, and he yelped softly.

San’s spotted deer ears rotated anxiously. “I didn't! I pinky swore I wouldn't, remember?”

Your head turned sharply and San sucked in his breath. He'd never been more aware that you were a predator animal and he was prey than in this moment, with your slitted eyes sharp and on him. “That's right. For your own good too. I know some panthers who have caught some itchy bugs from those dumb bunnies. I won't let that happen to you, Hart.” You bit down on your lower lip, staring at him fondly after saying your nickname for him. “But I would like you to answer my original question.”

“N-nothing is wrong!” San stuttered.

San squeaked when you grabbed his antlers firm with both hands, holding his head in place. They were velvety and hard under your skin. “I can smell how wet you are right now, San.”

San whimpered at your dirty words. “Even the back of your thighs are glittery,” he whispered in a slight pout.

“Oh.” You stare at him, blinking a few times. “Yeah. I was out earlier. Stalking night.”

“Oh.” San’s oh sounded desolate. “Did you get anyone good?”

“No.” You studied San’s face like it had all the answers. “Why does it matter that my legs have glitter?”

San’s face began to redden. He sputtered through his sentence. “You get it all over me and I can never get them off of me, you know how much I hate that!”

You half-smiled. “Why are you getting so worked up?”

“Because everyone always asks if it's from my girlfriend and I have to tell them no, I don't have a leggy doe waiting for me--” San gasped as your nails dug into his scalp, at the base of his antlers. 

You smiled regretfully and removed your hands, gently rearranging San’s hair. “I'm sorry.”

San suddenly wished he hadn't snapped at you. Your presence was missed immediately. “No--I--don't mean--you just!!”

You sit properly and re-belt yourself into your seat. “I should get you home.”

The ride is so silent, it's painful. You turn on some music and San can't help but hum along to your music. He knew all your favorites, watched as you drummed your fingers against the steering wheel absentmindedly to the beat. He watched the street lights travel over the plane of your face as you took him home. He loved the quiet moments during the night like this, well usually, but tonight it wasn't comfortable.

You parked your car and sighed. “Special delivery,” You said half-heartedly and San’s heart contracted.

“Kitten…” Where could San even start?

“Nevermind I asked,” You said in a clipped tone, “I had no right.”

“I don't…” San couldn't falter, he had to keep going forward. “I don't want a leggy doe at home. By the way,” he said in a breathy voice.

You rubbed your lips together, eyes watching the neon light across the road run through its pattern. “No? Maybe a plump bunny, huh?”

“I want a lovable tiger who would stay up late just to drive me home and make sure I'm safe,” San corrected you.

You rolled your eyes. “Ridiculous.”

“What do you mean?!” San cried out immediately.

“Everyone knows predator and prey couples never work out,” You reply flatly.

“That's not true!” San protested. “Just because your kind used to dig your fangs into my kinds neck--”

Your sharp intake of breath in response went over San's head. “San!”

“--and used to eat our flesh!”

You licked your lips, eyes glancing down towards the smell you had long ago identified as San’s precum.

“Doesn't mean tigers and deer couldn't be together! Romantically!” San finished his rant.

“San?”

“I'm right and if you're too brainwashed I can say it again!” San insisted.

“San!”

“What?!” San yelled back at you.

“Can I suck you off?”

San almost melted into the seat right then and there. “Wh-what?”

“I dunno what you were doing earlier but I can smell your arousal. I can tell you’re turned on. I want to pop your cock in my mouth and--” A low growl emitted from the back of your throat. “Fuck, the things you do to me Choi San.”

“Me?!” San’s eyebrows furrow in frustration? You’re the one that insists on wearing short skirts and don’t bother with the tail slot! You know how many times I’ve seen your underwear because of that damn tricky tail of yours?!”

A slow smile began to bloom on your face. “You like when my tail raises my skirt?”

San swallowed hard, his pulse speeding up. He knew that face. “Yes. No. What are you doing?”

You got on your hands and knees and turned towards San. Your knees were still on your seat and your hands were on the center console. Your ass raised up behind you and your tail lifted out of the way--essentially causing your skirt to fall up your back and expose your ass and underwear. “Let me suck your cute little dick, San,” You purred.

“I-it’s not cute!” San protested, the pout back again, “Don’t say that!”

Your nails dug into the center console, kneading and adding marks. “Let me find out then. Prove me wrong.”

San’s lips pressed together. His eyes flitted about. It was so early in the morning that the rest of the world was still asleep but that didn’t dismiss the fact that the two of you were parked on the side of the street and anyone could see you two. His tail fluttered nervously between the small of his back and the seat. Fuck.

“Fine. Yes. But my place is right there! Kitten!”

You ignored San’s protests as soon as he gave you the green light to suck him off. Your nails made quick work of his pants and soon you were pulling down his leather pants and underwear to reveal his cock. It was only a semi-chubby but it was cute. You cooed at it for a moment before pinching it between your fingers, playing with the head to get San harder. You licked your lips in anticipation of having him in your mouth. He was going to taste so good with his vegetarian diet. Prey lovers were so delicious.

San’s whimper caught in the back of his throat and his back arched into your touch. You were teasing him and tears beaded at the corner of his eyes immediately. “D-don’t,” he whimpered.

You stopped, his dick between your still fingers and you cocked your eyebrow. “Don’t?”

San’s pout deepened. “Don’t tease me.” When your features didn’t smooth out, he uttered a “please” to his previous statement.

You giggled and San’s dick twitched. “You’re cute, Sannie.”

“I’m not cute!” San objected.

“So fucking cute,” You murmured to yourself and dipped your head down even lower to take him in your mouth finally. 

For a fucking deer hybrid, San sure was thick. You didn’t struggle getting him into your mouth, his length wasn’t something to scream about but the girth! He was thick and it somehow matched him perfectly. You bobbed up and down on him and San let out another delectable noise, desperate and needy. 

Your mouth was so wet and hot around him, your tongue swirling around his head, already sensitive from when you played with him. He wasn’t going to last long, not with the way you were sucking him off. “Wait-wait! I’m gonna--not so rough!” San swallowed loudly again, barely containing a groan escaping his lips.

You didn’t listen to a word he said, determined to get him to squirt into your mouth. You wanted him sated and vulnerable. Everything in your predator body said that this was the way. You worked your lips up and down his mouth, rough tongue playing with the slit of his cock and soon San’s hands were on the top of your head, holding you down as he came in your mouth. You swallowed greedily, his sperm tasting wonderfully of the fruits he consumed regularly. It was worth it all. 

You lifted off of him, wiping some cum that had attempted to escape the corners of your lips, and drank in the sight of San post-orgasm. He was panting, his pink lips barely parted to allow for the air to move between them. His eyes were hooded and he was whimpering. 

You leaned over and kissed him, tangling your tongue with his so that he could taste himself. It gave you some perverse pleasure when he made a noise of protest but soon allowed himself to be lulled into the kiss. While he was distracted, you unbuttoned his vest a fraction and rubbed your hand along his upper body. 

San was going to be pissed when he found the glitter later but you’d let your future self deal with the repercussions. He didn’t know you wore the glitter to effectively mark him, warning everyone else off of him until you could get him to a good place mentally to capture him. It was cute that he thought he was talking you into being with him.

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ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁Pairing: Elk! Hybrid Reader (f) x Brown Bear! Hybrid Jongho ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁Au: Hybrid au ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁Trope: roommates to lovers ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁Genre: smut, pwp ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁Rating: 18+, MDNI! ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁Summary: you wake up with your body ready for rutting season, and run to Jongho's room to take out your sexual frustration while he hibernates ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁Word Count: 1,256 ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁Warnings: consensual somnophilia, pre-agreed free use, reader’s body is preparing for rutting season (when the males find the females to mate) so needs no foreplay, animal parts (including bear penis), reader is an elk hybrid so somewhat bigger/chubbier body, dom!reader, sub!jongho ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁Dedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland beta-ing is a tough job but they do it well. @starlitmark because who would i be if i didn't dedicate a hybrid!jongho fic to you?! ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁banner credit to @cafekitsune

You woke up with a light sheen of sweat covering you and your blankets kicked off. Your lower half throbbed and you can tell your underwear is soaked. A quick glance at your phone and you see your calendar reminder: it’s rutting season. 

A thrill runs through your body. Your roommate is a brown bear hybrid named Jongho. You two had a very clear and concise conversation considering both sides of your animal selves. Jongho’s bear side put him in hibernation mode come winter, in which he pretty much slept most of the time, only waking up for the random shower and to eat. Yours was a touchy-er subject. As a female elk hybrid, your body prepares during the same months for a male elk to mount you. You would be insatiable during the same time that Jongho would be incapacitated. So you two had an agreement: you could get yourself off using Jongho, even as he was asleep. You didn’t have to wake him, you could just do whatever you needed to relieve the pressure within you. That previous thrill sang through your nerves again. You were excited to make use of this roommate clause. 

Clad in nothing but a light sleep shirt, you pad towards Jongho’s room. You duck under the doorframe upon opening the door, careful of your fuzzy antlers knocking against it. Your olfactory senses are immediately besieged with Jongho’s smell: the deep, rich scent of upturned earth and moss. Jongho smells like a forest and it makes you close your eyes and breathe in deeply. 

Your tail flicks tentatively behind you, both nervous and excited. You’ve been anticipating these months, the thought of free use getting you wet, even before the rutting season. You were bigger than most deer; being an elk hybrid dashed the idea of a dainty hybrid out the window. Most predators preferred to tower over their prey. But Jongho couldn't care less. In fact, Jongho admitted, eyeing the floor and then you, that he liked that you could overpower him. There was a little subbie bear under that tough brown bear exterior.

You move over towards Jongho’s bed and find him buried under many blankets. Only his round, cute ears are sticking out. You gently pull and tug and generally unwrap Jongho from his warmth. He’s glad in a simple t-shirt and gray sweats, which makes things extremely easy for you.

You climb onto the bed, quick to straddle Jongho's thick thighs. You reach for his soft cock, quickly glancing up at his parted lips as he snores softly. You grind the ball of your hand into his cock, smiling to yourself when it stirs somewhat in response.

“Mmmm,” Jongho murmurs, sleep lacing through his deep voice.

You pull Jongho’s sweats with zero resistance just past his ass, so you can lick his cock. You need it wet and hard, and what better to prepare you both. You patiently spit and lick until Jongho’s cock and his stomach are covered. You rid yourself of your already-wrecked underwear and begin to sway your hips so that you rub yourself against Jongho’s dick.

The sleepy bear furrows his eyebrows cutely as your slick-covered lower lips rub along his cock. His hips tilt slightly, body enjoying the sensation. “There, there, little bear,” You can’t help but coo, “Let me use your big, fat cock to get off.”

The frown eases up at the sound of your voice and a faint smile pulls at his lips. “Good,” he whispers, snuggling back into the nest of his blankets.

At first, you enjoy the rub. Jongho’s fat dick really does a good job rubbing against your swollen clit. You run through your first orgasm in record time. Your second one takes a bit more time to bring forth, but you can feel the slight prick of Jongho’s clawed nails digging into your legs and that aids you in the process. By the time you’re working on your third orgasm, your hole is aching to be stuffed. You can’t, you’re too fertile, and you don’t have an approved mating ticket this season, but it’s hard to fight the instinctual urge to impale yourself on Jongho’s cock.

Jongho chooses that moment of weakness to pull out of his hibernation sleep. His eyes blink wearily but when he zones into your pussy lips running along his cock, he chuckles quietly. “Hello, sweetness.” Jongho said you smelled like elderberries to him and thus his nickname of sweetness. If there was anything the hybrid bear loved the most, it was berries. 

“Go back to sleep, little bear,” You grunt as you dangerously circle the head of jongho’s dick with your hole. 

Jongho pouts, “I haven’t even come yet!”

Suddenly, your needs cease to matter, as that lucious lower lip juts out. “You know you’re built to last, little bear.” You push back your lower half until your lips are just at the base of his cock and your finger plays with his sensitive head. The bone in his penis meant that Jongho could fuck for literal hours and never get soft. In fact, you were counting on it.

“Please,” he begs in a small voice, “Please let me come, sweetness.”

You torture him, circling the head of his cock with your fingertip. Jongho cries and bucks, and you simply lean over and hold him down with your free hand. You watch with expectation as small puffs of air escape Jongho's pink lips, his eyes rolling wildly as you torment him with the simple movement of your fingertip around and around his cockhead. 

“Use me,” Jongho whines, using a different method to get what he wants.

“Want me to use your fat cock again, little bear? Use your fat cock to get relief?” You coo at him.

Jongho runs his claws lightly up and down your thighs, beseeching you. “That's all I want. Again and again.” His eyes move towards where you still sit your wet pussy against the base of his cock, mentally urging you to move against him again.

Jongho’s cheeks heat up in embarrassment and lust. “Wanna feel your pussy walls flutter as you come against my cock. Like feeling you hold me down.”

You lean forward even more, your forearm bracing against his collarbone and your other hand lazily playing with one of his pebbled nipples. You slowly move your hips up and down his length, watching Jongho's cock twitch upwards, and then moving back to watch his face contort into pleasure.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he whines, closing his eyes, to focus on his climax.

“You gonna come, little bear?” You mock and degrade him, “Gonna come from just my wet pussy rubbing against you? You're so easy.”

“I'm easy, I'm weak, just for you, just for your cock-hungry pussy, sweetness,” Jongho murmurs.

His own response spurns your pleasure forward, seeking out yet another release from your easy-going, sleepy, needy bear hybrid roommate. He comes before you, nose scrunched and lips in a small ‘o’. You quickly follow, hips jerking with each convulsion of your cunt. Soon, your foreheads are pressed together, sweaty but satisfied. 

“I should probably clean you…” The words died in your mouth as you realized Jongho was back to snoring, the climax launching him back into his hibernation. 

Your body seemed content with the many orgasms you pulled from Jongho’s body so you thought a nap didn’t sound so bad. And maybe when you woke up… you’d bother to go find a condom so you could finally fuck your little bear.

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5:26PM.

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Yunho x male!reader

Warnings: hybrid!yunho, puppy!yunho, subby but top!yunho, slight overstimulation, praise kink, a LOT of cum (let me know if I missed something) be careful while reading.

Notes: this was requested by @mingi-ivity and I- I didn’t know how to start it at first, that’s why it took so long.. but then everyone started talking about puppy!yunho and I couldn’t help myself anymore. I hope you enjoy this filth. I want a puppy!yunho to cum all over me. 

Taglist: after the cut (let me know if you wanna be added)

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When you said that you were glad to have him, you weren’t only talking about the fact that he was incredibly cute and lightening up your day.

Because other than that your little, or better big, puppy was persistent and untiring. In every kind of activity.

If you were going out to play, doing your daily jog or if he was fucking you into the sheets. He didn’t get tired, no matter how long you did either. 

But there was a little problem with it as well. Even though being able to fuck you continuously for hours was a good thing, there were times where you got a bit exhausted. Or well.. a little overstimulated.

It was good that he was able to last so long but you loved to see him cum as well. 

And all that led to the situation you were in right now. 

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hybrid!ateez first time meeting bunny!s/o

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warnings : none that i’m aware of

taglist : @mumasmdyeou​

A/N : I wrote this while i’m in math class

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NOT ALL IMAGINARY FRIENDS LEAVE YOU AS YOU GROW UP. SOME REFUSE TO BE LEFT IN THE PAST, AND WON’T TAKE BEING FORGOTTEN AS LIGHTLY AS EXPECTED.

“Fucking hell.”

Sneezing and coughing ungraciously, the dust that had caused such a reaction from you filled the air, a mighty cloud billowing as if a volcano was about to erupt. After decades of inactivity, of course it was only natural that the boxes in your grandparents’ attic were caked in dust, yet you still couldn’t help but mumble under your breath. You didn’t expect to be assaulted every time you opened a bloody box, that’s for sure.

After a decade abroad, you had returned to your home country to help the two downsize, the large, empty house too much for them to manage alone. It had been a sad but necessary decision for them, leaving not only the house behind but a piece of their history. Fortunately for you however, not much had changed while you were away. It was pretty simple to sort the few useful boxes from the crap, and the house was like looking at an old picture. The only barrier between your current reality and the faded memories of your childhood was this layer of grime.

“God, what a load of old rubbish.”

Throwing the box to the side, you pulled another in front of you, wiping the dust off first so it didn’t assault your eyes like the others. Coughing a little, you sliced the tape off with your box cutter and opened it, mouth dropping as you saw it’s contents. Inside were all your old toys and trinkets from when you’d stay over, some worn while others close to perfect. You shifted through the boxes in quiet awe, your smile growing with every next item you took out. Each transported you to some memory that had been unaccounted for for a long time, enveloping you in the past as a wave of nostalgia washed over you. It was the item at the bottom, however, that made you almost emotional. Speaking to yourself, your touch was delicate as you lifted it out of the cardboard, scared it would break if you grasped it too hard.

“I didn’t even think it existed.”

You twisted the Cromer in your grip, inspecting every inch of it. While it didn’t exactly look brand new, nothing about it had changed since you parted with it. Flipping it, you watched intently as the sand pooled and began to flow down, piling in the bottom of the Cromer. You levelled it again so you could trace your fingers over the inscription, eyes squinting to read the faint text.

When you want to escape, when you want to deny

Turn the Cromer three times, and watch the hours pass you by

You chuckled at this, probably written by your grandpa to trick you into playing with it. Memories began to flood your mind of you on some magical island, frolicking in the sun and splashing in the water, exploring the jungle and climbing the mountains. A shadowy face was by your side every time, but you couldn’t properly remember what it used to look like. A name was on the top of your tongue, but the full thing you couldn’t remember either.

M… who starts with M…

Shaking your head, you assumed it was simply your overactive memory as a child, something that you received both praise and reprimanding about. It was one of the reasons you wanted to “escape”, it was nice to be free from the judgement of others. Shrugging your shoulders, you tipped it once again out of curiosity, placing it on the floor and watching intently as the sand slipped through the minute hole. It was fairly quick, and after two minutes all the sand had settled. A glow began to fill the room that resembled the brilliance of a sunset, but when you looked to the window, the sky was still a clear blue. Gasping, you stood up and backed away from the Cromer, watching in shock and horror as the glow only brightened. Covering your eyes, you breath heightened and your heart knocked against your ribs as the light soon became white, filling the room until suddenly, everything went dark.

“Shit, old batteries. It must’ve blown its fuse.”

You slowly took your arm down from your face, squinting in the darkness for a while, waiting for your eyes to adjust.

“Why’re the lights off?”

Putting your hands out, your brows furrowed as you tried to feel for the switch, only met by a texture that didn’t particularly feel like brick. A cold wave of fear washed over you.

No, it couldn’t be true. You must’ve fallen and hit your head. You’re dreaming right now. This isn’t real.

But to your surprise, when you paced forward and around a corner, a brilliant light filled the air in front of you. You shielded your gaze again and walked into the light (a very stupid idea, of course) tentatively. When you finally lowered your arm, the scenery in front of you almost made you stagger back into the cave, stomach churning.

It was exactly how you remembered it; beautiful green foliage reaching the sky, fruit dangling from the strong branches; a shimmering lagoon painted with all the green and blue hues that the mind could fathom; parrots and other assorted creatures filling the land with their vibrant colours. It was beautiful, but what had you reeling was that it was real. The land you thought you’d dreamt up all those cold, boring winter days, it was painfully real.

But that also meant…

“M… Mi..”

“Mingi. My name is Mingi.”

A gasp fell from your lips as a deep voice rumbled behind you. You slowly turned, and the man standing in front of you looked down at you with a sort of annoyed indifference. Scantily clad in a rag akin to Tarzan’s, Mingi had definitely changed from the tiny, awkward boy he used to be.

His muscles were taught against his bronzed skin, his crossed arms making them pop out even further. Every inch of him was pure sunburnt muscle, the tan suiting him well. His hair seemed to have been shoddily cut with a knife of sorts, no style present yet still framing his face in a way. His body was littered with scars, bruises and a few nicks and cuts, blood seeping from one of them. Despite the unfamiliarity and slight unease his off-putting gaze gave you, you felt sorry for him, your first instinct being to come closer to him. He moved back when you leaned out to touch him, hand gripping the handle of the makeshift knife tucked into his rag. You rose your hands in a sign of peace.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Mingi.”

He scoffed, grabbing your wrist when you slowly reached out again. When you tried to pull back, he only held your wrist tighter.

“How dare you come back here.”

Your brows furrowed as he pulled you towards him, teeth bared. His canines were unusually sharp, and his eyes had a glint to them that you didn’t like at all.

“What-”

“You don’t remember me? Not one bit? Are you fucking kidding me?”

Finally snapping into action, you pulled your arm away from his grip, tears stinging the corners of your eyes. Memories began to flood your brain of Mingi: playing in the sand and building a castle, paddling and splashing about in the lagoon, eating fruits and berries from the trees, climbing the very rock face you were standing on to the cave at the top. His cave. The warm cave that the two of you decorated with shells you’d discovered or the seeds from the fruits. You looked at him with newfound recognition when the startling drawing of the two of you holding hands came to the forefront of your mind, your proudest drawing ever at the time.

“Min, I-”

His voice was a deep growl as he held his head, gritting his teeth and closing his eyes. When you tried to speak again, he drew the knife at his side. It wasn’t more than a sharpened rock, but the glinting point told you all you needed to know about the danger it posed. You eyed it carefully as he spoke, brain clearly scattered.

“Y-you don’t get to do that! You abandoned m-me, left me here to rot! Don’t fuckin’ call me that!”

“Okay, okay. I won’t.”

Despite your attempts to diffuse the situation, Mingi advanced forward with his knife.

“Every day I thought about you as the months blended into years. I pined, wasted away waiting for you to come with the picnic blanket, the toys, the trinkets! I missed you, I wanted you, I believed in you!”

He let out a chuckle devoid of happiness, knife dropping slightly, pain evident in his expression.

“And you didn’t even fuckin’ remember me.”

Despite him quite literally threatening your life, a wave of guilt washed over your at his words. You remembered bringing him spare clothes, shorts and tees, so he'd have something to cover himself with. Now, as you peered closer, his rage was a shredded t-shirt of yours, caksx in years of dirt.

"Mingi, I.... I moved away. And as I grew, I thought I'd made this all up. I didn't mean to forget you, I'm very sorry."

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“You smell so sweet, my love.”

A soft sigh left your lips as Yeosang left butterfly kisses along your jawline, eyes glinting with desire as he traced his way down your neck to your shoulder. He sniffed in the delicious scent of your blood with the aura of an addict in rehabilitation; starved from a drug and craving it endlessly. For someone who had been part of the living undead for a couple hundred years, it surprised him that he was so needily impatient for the red liquid pumping through your body. Plus, he’d had his fair share of human lovers, but a thirst like this was new, and fuck, it was so tempting.

Knowing he was lost in his mind once again, you tilted your neck to the side, smiling up at Yeosang with adoration as he focused on the vein that had pushed further up to the surface. He groaned as he eventually dragged his eyes away from your exposed neck to glare at you, eyes now changing their tint slightly as he resisted the debased desires urging him to suck you dry.

“Don’t play games.”

Your smile widened as your hand rose to cup his face, stroking your thumb over his cheek.

“I’m not playing any games, Sang. I want you to feed from me, you know that.”

Sighing, Yeosang

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Day Nine: Hate sex w/ Wooyoung

✭ Word Count : did

✭ Warnings : ss

✭ A/N : Under 16’s DNI.

✭ Network : @cacaokpop-fics

© 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝟏𝟏𝟏𝟕-𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬. Do not steal, plagiarise, translate, repost or use my work in any way, shape or form.

Your relationship with Wooyoung was complicated to say the least.

Wooyoung was one of your fellow teammates on the Korean Olympic Reserves Team. As both of you were excellent athletes, a competition had been steadily brewing between you two. While in different weight classes and classifications, there was something about being able to rub a medal (not yet Olympic, but in due course) in Wooyoung’s face, especially after he’d suffered a humiliating defeat, that really made your day. However, this wasn’t the only way the two of you spent your time. No, sometimes instead of rubbing a medal in his face, you were rubbing your crotch on his, moaning like a bitch in heat.

Perhaps complicated was an understatement.

Tonight’s endeavours had all started when he brushed past you, hands on your hips as he murmured into your ear. The words were short, but they sent a blot of electricity shooting up your spine.

“Te deseo.”

I want you.

The two of you had decided to pick up a language neither of your respective friend groups knew so you could communicate without eager ears picking up on your words. After all, you were supposed to hate each other. You supposedly couldn’t sit in a room without bickering like children. You guessed it was true to an extent, Wooyoung was insufferable to be around, but there was something about him that left you craving for his touch even when it was paired with his smart mouth. When he was absolutely wrecking your shit, words weren’t all that important.

So here the two of you were, messily grasping at each other in your dormitory. With a competition looming everyone was required to stay at the facility, meaning you also had a roommate that would be returning soon. Luckily, the two of you were good at being quick, it was the quiet you had to work on.

With the stress piling on

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➵ Pairing : Jongho x Fem!reader

➵ Genre : Smut + College au

➵ W.C :

➵ Warnings :

➵ A/N : Under 16’s DNI.

➵ © 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝟏𝟏𝟏𝟕-𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬. Do not steal, plagiarise, translate, repost or use my work in any way, shape or form.

Alcohol. A great way to end a stressful exam week, according to almost the entire student body of your university. Some went out with the simple target of getting completely shitfaced drunk, others to just blow off steam. You seemed to be the former, and your boyfriend the latter.

When you and Jongho first announced you were dating, no one could believe it. You, the reckless (borderline alcoholic) party animal going out with the stoic enigma of the year? It seemed like a relationship that seemed doomed to fail, yet somehow it was thriving even with your mountainload of differences. You seemed to be teaching Jongho to live a little, whilst he seemed to be calming you down a bit.

You were a flirty person by nature, it was just your tone and way of speaking, so naturally there was many rumours of you being a notorious cheater. Many even warned Jongho away from you, but luckily the headstrong male ignored the false accusations. You both had survived your hardest year of education to date, filled with ups and downs, arguments and reconciliations, love and hate. You had made it to the finish line, so now it was time to celebrate somehow making it there against all odds.

That was why you were currently in a nearby club, popular with students due to its proximity to the university. The social butterfly you were, you were busy greeting and talking to many people, laughing away the night. Jongho on the other hand had decided to sit back after a few hello’s, preferring to sit in a booth near the back with his friends. A decision he was starting to regret. Immensely.

“Ayo! Jongho! Hohoho! Merry Christmas motherfuckers!”

Downing another shot, San let out a breath as his cheeks were tinted pink from all the alcohol he’d been consuming. Wooyoung let out a whoop, following suit as Yeosang looked on in disgust. Surprisingly, instead of joining in like they’d usually do, Mingi and Yunho were somewhere on the dance floor, doing god knows what to god knows who. When San passed a drink to Yeosang, he screwed up his face in disgust.

“Whatever shit you lot’ve spiked that drink with is your business, leave me out of it.”

Scoffing, San shrugged and drank it himself, his head already swimming. Jongho’s attention however, was not on his heavily drunk friend. It was on you, talking and laughing with another guy on the dance floor. Usually this wouldn’t faze him, but it was just something about the unfiltered lust the male’s expression that washed a wave of unease over Jongho. He had to trust you though, even if you were being completely oblivious to this stranger’s attempts to get closer to you. And the fact that he had to watch this, angered him beyond comparison.

So as San swayed in his seat, Jongho took a few of the shot glasses away from him, much to San’s annoyance.

“Stop hogging the alcohol!”

Whining, San stretched across the table for one of the glasses, soon disappointed however when Jongho downed the shot. Before he could complain any more, Jongho drank the remaining glasses too, ignoring the burn and burping once he was done. While the others merely cheered him on in their intoxicated state, Yeosang looked at Jongho as he stood up with confusion, and a little bit of worry.

“You alright, man? That’s a little much, you don’t usually drink that much alcohol in one go.”

Yeosang’s hand darted out to steady the younger when he swayed slightly, soon however being swatted away. Jongho’s expression was gloomy, and the last thing Yeosang wanted to do was anger the boy. Before he could prod a little more however, Mingi stumbled up to the table, wrapping his arms around Jongho as he nuzzled his cheek.

“Sweetcheeks!~ Can I have some - hic!- more drinks pwetty pwease~”

Already used to Mingi’s overly affectionate drunk side, Jongho shrugged him off before sighing and nodding, letting the older drag him to the bar. He needed to get his mind off of you, so what better way than drinking till his mind can’t think at all?

It took a while for you to find your boyfriend after you finally managed to separate from the stranger that had been keeping you occupied, the male seemingly disappearing. After checking a few spots you found Yunho on the dance floor, tapping his shoulder so he’d bend slightly lower so you could shout over the music.

“I can’t find Jongho, where is he?”

Shrugging, Yunho smiled and twirled you around before replying.

“Last time I saw him, he was heading to the bar with Mingi. But that was about.. 40 minutes ago?”

Nodding, you thanked the male before patting his butt, earning a wink from the giant. You then made your way over to the bar, surprised to see that Jongho was still there. Even more surprisingly, he was completely drunk out of his mind.

He was slumped on Mingi, both men chuckling drowsily as they downed another shot. You called out to him as you approached, expression turning from light confusion to shock when Jongho winked at you. He turned his bar stool to face you and as soon as you were in range, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you between his spread legs.

Your cheeks burned with embarrassment as his hands fell to your hips, kissing your neck and nuzzling it as he stroked circles on your love handles. This was definitely not like Jongho, usually he’d get all nervous if you did anything more than hold his hand in public, let alone grope him like he’s doing to you now. You couldn’t help however the warm feeling that pooled in your stomach due to his needy behaviour.

“Jongho, w… what’s u-”

Jongho interrupted you with a kiss, gently tugging on your plump lips before whispering into the embrace.

“I missed you so much, Cub.”

Your body stiffened at the pet name, knowing it was something Jongho called you behind closed doors. Something he called you when he needed you.

“J-Jjongie…”

His lips fell to their rightful place on your neck once again, one of his hands moving behind while the other traversed your arms until it landed on the opposite side of your neck. He pulled you forward once again, flush against his chest with such haste that you had to steady yourself on his thighs. Jongho seemed to enjoy this, soft vibrations making a shiver run up your spine as you began to feel something growing in front of you.

“You smell so good today, why do you smell so fucking good?”

You couldn’t help but tighten your grip on his thighs, drawing a low moan from the male. He let his hand roam freely over the curve of your ass, merely chuckling into your neck when you gasped in outrage.

“J-Jongho! We’re in public! God, what has gotten into you?! Are you that drunk?!”

He nodded and began nipping at your neck, eventually latching onto your sweet spot. As he suckled your supple skin your reserve began to waver, and your mind began to stray from your moral compass. Hey, who could blame you? Your drop-dead gorgeous boyfriend is practically ready to ravish you and it wasn’t as if you don’t have alcohol affecting your decisions too. At least, that’s what you reasoned to yourself when you pulled away from Jongho and tapped a sleeping Mingi.

“We’re gonna head out, tell the others if they come asking for us.”

Simply nodding, Mingi’s head connected with the wooden bar top mere seconds later, knocked out cold. Jongho’s hands snaking around your waist however brought your focus back to him, especially when they travelled a bit too high. Swatting him away, you gave Jongho a glare when he rested his hands atop your shoulders instead, already planning in his mind to take a detour down south at the first opportunity that presented itself.

“Let’s get you out of here, Mr. Loverboy.”

Since, most likely, your dorm mates would be spending the night in someone else’s bed, you decided to bring Jongho back to your dorm. You reasoned it was because you didn’t want him to disturb any of the others, if they actually came home for once after a night out, but deep down you knew that wasn’t the truth. After all of Jongho’s teasing, your mind had gone to filthy places, so you didn’t want the two of you to disturb the others. You knew what was gonna happen when you got back home.

Jongho was swaying a little bit as he walked down the street, his arm hooked securely over your shoulders as he stopped every few metres to pepper your face with kisses. That damned free hand of his kept wandering over your body, apparently unable to make it to the building right in front of you.

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“okay, promise you won’t get mad at me?” mingi holds out a pinky to your blindfolded figure, and you’re left in confusion when you feel his pinky finger grazing your hand. you furrow your eyebrows. “why would i get mad at you, love?”

“just promise!” he urges you, and you hold your hands up in the air before letting out an ‘okay!’ and hooking your pinky with his, promising that you wouldn’t get mad over whatever he had planned.

“you’re not crossing your fingers or anything, right-”

“mingi get on with it!” you push him, growing impatient as you both stood outside your apartment door, ready to go in and just ring in your birthday while you're in bed, peacefully cuddled up in your sheets and sleeping.

mingi holds you back from entering your home last minute as he whispers in your ear. “just to let you know that although i am your boyfriend, this was all wooyoung’s idea-”

“YOU TOOK AN IDEA FROM WOOYOUNG?!?!” you exclaim, now dreading what state your apartment is in. you step backwards as you stumble a little, the black blindfold still restricting you from seeing anything around you, making mingi hold you tightly in his arms as he grows nervous.

“listen, we wanted it to be a surprise…” mingi trails off, then clears his throat. “let’s just go in, yeah? and then you’ll see the surprise!” he smiles brightly, trying to keep any evidence of stress or nervousness evident on his face.

you both soon walk into your shared apartment, and you take off your blindfold to be met with about an army’s worth of mingi cutouts all facing you, staring you down as you stare back at them with shock. you couldn’t even count up to 20 before losing track, and you feel all the colourful words come up into your mouth. turning towards him, mingi grins sheepishly at you before bolting out the door, whipping open the door to the staircase as you chase after him.

“SONG MINGI!” you scream, running up the stairs and following him into a random open apartment as he screams bloody murder, throwing his arms up in the air as he waves them around.

before you can register where you even were at the moment, the lights flash on and screams erupt all around you as cameras are pointing towards you.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N!!!!”

you pull your phone to check the time, and shining right back at your face were the numbers 00:00, indicating that it indeed was your birthday.

you start to thank everyone as they wished you happy birthday, some people giving you pats on the back while others were screaming in your face and lightly giving you birthday beats. as you talk to everyone, you can’t help but look for a particularly tall, silver-haired man who might be lurking amongst the crowd, hiding himself from your wrath, when you spot him in the hallways towards the bedroom.

mingi doesn’t even notice you marching over to him before he yelps out as he’s dragged into a bedroom.

“did you plan this?” you ask him, crossing your arms as you look up at him.

“YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!” he shrieks, holding his chest as he breaths heavily. you slap his arms as he flinches, putting his arms down. “well?”

“...yes.” he hangs his head down.

you fake a scowl before giving in and going in for a hug, taking mingi by surprise as he slowly hugs back.

“thank you.” you whisper to him, pinching his side playfully.

“AH- oh uh, you're welcome, baby.” he breathily laughs, flinching as he wraps his arms around you in a warm embrace, rubbing your shoulders in endearment.

you both stay silent before you interrupt the silence.

“now where’s wooyoung?”

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Hybrid!yandere ateez jealous because they smell another hybrid on you 👉👈👀please.

Sorry that it’s been over a year 💀 I was gonna make this into a series but I’m just gonna try and upload a few more things before I consider going inactive

dragon!hybrid!seonghwa x bunny!y/n

cw: jealousy, marking, mentions of another idol (nct’s jeno)

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 + 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 ♡ -𝟏𝟔’𝐬 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈

he was in pure disbelief at first

as one of the senior members of the hybrid community in your area, he had quite a few affiliations within it and recognised most hybrid’s scents

which was why he was so shocked to smell the notorious Lee Jeno all over his cute little bunny

Jeno was known far and wide for his promiscuity, leaving many hybrids of all types feeling empty and broken-hearted after he became bored

all that aside, it felt wrong on so many levels for a wolf to be preying on his sweet little bunny, especially with Jeno’s natural disposition to hunt you

so his gaze turned cold when you fidgeted uncomfortably, knowing Seonghwa could smell Jeno on you

Seonghwa’s fury began to kick in as your embarrassment made your head hang low, body shaking under his glowering. pacing to you, Seonghwa picked you up and took you to the bathroom, the action commanding, yet he still made sure to be careful with you. you shook in Seonghwa’s arms, holding on and whispering to him quietly, barely audible.

‘I told him no. He… he sniffed me quite a bit but he didn’t do anything.’

Seonghwa didn’t even look at you as he replied, jaw gritted yet tone of voice surprisingly calm.

‘If he did anything to you, he wouldn’t be around to gloat about it for long.’

the expression on Seonghwa’s face told you his words were no joke

he spent the next few hours painstakingly cleaning you over and over, Jeno’s scent gone but the feeling lingering in Seonghwa’s nostrils like a curse

Seonghwa nearly rubbed your skin raw to be rid of Lee fucking Jeno, only stopping when you whimpered quietly, ears drooping as you shook in the now-cold bath water

‘H-hwa… hurts-s.’

sighing, Seonghwa pressed an apologetic kiss to your forehead before letting his fingers scratch behind your ears in your favourite spot. that precious smile he’d withheld all day broke free from his mask of neutral displeasure, much to your delight. your ears perked up in response, melting under his touch as he hummed quietly before speaking.

‘you’d never leave me, right bun?’

eagerly nodding, you beamed up at him before extending your pinky to him.

‘promise!’

he interlocked his finger with yours, pressing your thumbs together as you beamed up at him. Seonghwa looked you over one more time before grabbing a towel and wrapping it around you, helping you get out the bath soon after. shivering in the cold, you happily jumped into Seonghwa’s arms when he opened them, resting your head on his chest and feeling his strong heartbeat as he murmured quietly to you. 

‘maybe you should… take some time off from the cafe.’

when he saw your confused expression, Seonghwa elaborated.

‘if Jeno comes to you while you’re working, you’ll basically be stuck there. He might be more… brazen than sniffing.’

your eyes widened at this, fear grasping them just as Seonghwa had expected. you were easy to manipulate, he just had to make Jeno into the big bad wolf and himself into the protector.

‘you’re right, Hwa… I-.. It’s for the best.’

Seonghwa gave you an approving smile and rewarded you with a scratch behind your ears, watching dotingly as you snuggled into his chest with a warm smile.

‘my poor little bunny… I’ll keep you safe, hm?’

giving him a small kiss to his cheek, you gazed at him with stars in your eyes, totally smitten.

‘thank you, Seonghwa. Thank you for keeping me safe.’

Seonghwa reciprocated with a short but sweet kiss to your lips, his gaze holding the same if not stronger intensity.

‘I’ll always keep you safe bun, I’ll keep you safe till my very last breath. I won’t let anything happen to you.’

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🤎Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Reader (f) 🤎Au: Hybrid Au, Bunny! Seonghwa, Wolf! Reader 🤎Trope: Established Relationship 🤎Rating: 18+, MDNI, smut 🤎Word Count: 2,763 🤎Warnings: dom! reader, sub! seonghwa, toy use (squirting dildo), amazon press position, overstimulation, penetrative sex with no barrier, creampie, marking (love bites, hickies), degradation kink, mentions of pegging 🤎Summary: Your boyfriend thinks it's a smart idea to wear fuzzy, cute clothing with you and not trigger you to push him in an amazon press 🤎Dedication: @downtoamagicalland & @mejuii for being beta readers extraordinaire 🤎divider by @cafekitsune

“Careful with a prey boyfriend,” Your friend had sighed in defeat. “They’ll trigger you when you least expect it.”

You had laughed then but you weren’t laughing now.

Seonghwa had slid into your living room on fluffy socks to show off his new outfit. His eyes were lit up with excitement to have some loungewear in the theme of his favorite game. He did the game's dance, chirping to himself, before finally settling down beside you on the couch. 

“I think they’re too small though,” He said with a pout, tugging at the hem of the shorts.

You dug your nails into your legs in an attempt to distract yourself from your thoughts but it wasn’t working. Your inner wolf was howling to pin Seonghwa to the couch and ravage him but now was not the time. Except your eyes kept slipping towards the bronze thighs that were on display and the way that Seonghwa was STILL playing with the shorts.

“Seonghwa,” You growled in warning, biting down on your lip. 

Seonghwa’s eyebrows furrowed, one of his floppy ears moving nervously. “Is something wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong,” You lied with a strained voice, “You look very cute.”

Seonghwa beamed, turning slightly on the cough, bare knee brushing against you. He bounced and your eyes zeroed in on his soft cock under the lush material. “I knew you’d like--”

Before you could control yourself, you put a hand to Seonghwa’s broad shoulders and pushed him back on the couch. His big eyes looked up at you, part fear and part wonder. It snapped something inside of you. You grabbed two fistfuls of the fluffy shorts, framing his cock. “A little too cute,” You growled again. 

Seonghwa’s eyes began to move back and forth, following the pattern of your tail behind you, almost hypnotized. “Too cute?”

He licked his lips and this time a low growl did escape your lips. “Careful, Bunny, or I might rip you to shreds on this couch.”

Carefully, you eased your grip of one hand, and slowly eased your hand up the plane of his pelvis to his stomach, pushing up the sweater. “I don’t want to get this dirty, I just got it!” Seonghwa had the audacity to whine.

Your hands snapped back to your legs, where you went back to digging them in. “Okay, Bunny.” You reigned in your inner animal, the wolf huntress that simply wished to take what she wanted, and moved to the far side of the couch. 

Seonghwa sat up carefully, eyes trained on your tense form. “Just like that?”

“I refuse to take advantage of you, Seonghwa,” You said tersely, “You’re my boyfriend, not my dinner.”

“Thank you.” Seonghwa shuddered delicately and you had to stand up to halt yourself from launching yourself over at him again. 

Your lust ran through you like little red ants biting at your nerves. It was a double edged sword at this moment. “I’m going to the bedroom,” You proclaimed.

Seonghwa began to protest, plans of you cuddling and playing Animal Crossing dying before his eyes. “But we were going to--”

“Seonghwa, either I attempt to take it down a peg or I peg you, there is no inbetween at the moment,” You snapped. You were at your limit.

Seonghwa’s eyes were round with surprise and his ears moving upward in alert. “P-peg me?!” he stuttered.

You groaned in frustration and stomped to your bedroom, slamming the door in the process. You began to rip your clothes off, your body offended by the covering. You were too hot, and any brush of your clothing stimulated you too much. You needed something inside of you or you were going to die.

Your wolf ear swiveled backwards towards the door, the shuffling of some bunny feet alerting you to Seonghwa’s presence. “Moonlight?” Seonghwa called out cautiously through the wood.

You desperately yanked open your drawer where you kept the condoms and lube. “It’ll only be a bit, Seonghwa, just be patient for me, ‘kay?” You called back. You found your breeding dildo--the wolf cock that had a knot and spurted out fake-cum--and licked your lips in anticipation. 

“But--!” You could practically imagine the dejected way Seonghwa’s ears were lying on his soft hair right now. 

“I have to take care of this, Bun,” You murmured softly, trying to be a good girlfriend. “If I don’t manage this--” Your throat became tight. The last thing you wanted was Seonghwa flinching every time you reached for him. “This is for the best.”

You placed down a towel, filled the dildo, put it down and then lubed up both the dildo and yourself. Your body was extremely wet from even just being in the same breathing air as Seonghwa in his cute outfit but you knew how rough it was to take the dildo, so you prepared anyway. You raised yourself above it and then played the large tip along your outer folds before resolutely sinking down on it. You groaned loudly, finally getting a dick inside of you. “Fuck yes,” You hissed at the intrusion. 

You closed your eyes and images of your panting bunny below you painted the inside of your eyelids. Seonghwa with his pretty ears laid out on the bed, pretty moans falling from his pretty lips; your bunny letting you take whatever you needed from him. You couldn't help but moan his name, playing with your nipples and making you growl in satisfaction.

“That! That’s not fair!” Seonghwa protested through the door. “You’re getting yourself off imagining me?”

Some of your filters had slipped away. “Mmm, I’m gonna ride this cock all night, Bun,” You promised the Seonghwa in your mind. “Gonna make you cum again and again and again until you beg me to stop and then I’m going to go some more.”

Seonghwa opened the door and your eyes opened lazily. If he walked into your bedroom, where you had drawn the line from safe area to dangerous, he was giving up his right to remain your boyfriend and become your prey. “Watch yourself, Bunny,” You warned him.

His eyes traveled over the arch of your body as you took the dildo, your puffy clit that was begging for attention, the way your breasts bounced with each thrust of the wolf dildo inside of you. His nose twitched in indecision. “Moonlight?” he said cautiously. 

“You said no to this already, Bun,” You reminded him, not stopping your pleasure for a moment. 

An unsure pout pulled Seonghwa’s lower lip downwards. Then his eyes saw the knot at the bottom of the dildo and his frown intensified. “You’re using your wolf dildo? But you’re imagining me?”

It wasn’t right for you to provoke him but he had semi-intruded on you, so your wolf unfurled herself. “It’s the only way to satisfy my need right now, Bun.”

Seonghwa pushed up onto the balls of his feet. His eyes moved back and forth, the wheels in his head spinning while he thought. He looked like he was on the cusp of taking back what he said earlier. You slowed the roll of your hips just in case. “Seonghwa?”

“I wanna--” Seonghwa bit down on his lower lip in hesitation, “--I wanna help.”

You studied your boyfriend. His tail was making the jacket part of his loungewear move. His eyes were bright, though, almost curious of what would happen when he stepped into the bedroom, even though you had already warned him. Should you even allow him when you knew the mood you were in?

“I will bite and mark up your inner thighs, little bunny,” You educated him, “I will overstimulate you until tears. I will make you sweaty and dirty and you will not like it.”

Seonghwa’s fuzzy socks rubbed the door jam. “What if I want that?”

You raised an eyebrow. “You wanna be a cute little bun for me?”

Seonghwa nodded, eyes big and sparkling. You sighed and pulled yourself off the dildo. “C’mere, pretty.”

Your boyfriend pushed through the invisible barrier of your lair and climbed onto the bed. Your body tensed immediately, ready to pounce but you withheld yourself so that he could settle. You allow yourself to smooth your hand over the back of his neck. Seonghwa turned his head to look up at you, legs tucked under his body. “Why do you call me pretty?”

“Why, Seonghwa,” You can’t help but coo at your bunny boyfriend, “Because you are!”

“Pretty, how?” he persisted.

You push Seonghwa to lay on his back and you settle between his legs. You danced your fingers up his legs, stopping to grip them slightly at the hem of his shorts. “Pretty tan legs that I want to nibble on,” You murmured, leaning down to lick and nip at the sensitive skin. 

You feel your tail move back and forth behind you, happy to hear Seonghwa’s breath hitch at your love bites. You push his shorts up and up, until they’re practically punched up at the end of his legs. Seonghwa continued to spread his thighs for you, his dick getting harder as you got closer to it. 

But you weren’t about to put him out of his misery; you wanted him to be aching for you like you had been for him. So instead, you abandoned his thighs, covered in berry-colored bruises from your nibbles, and slowly unzipped his jacket. The broad expanse of his chest and stomach were now available for you, so you continued your task at hand. You left love bites on his chest and stomach and when you got to his hip bone, Seonghwa was a whiney, moaning mess under you. Sweat beaded his hairline and his lips were begging to be kissed.

The damn fuzzy loungewear of his was still making you feral. That hard body under all that soft material made you want to bend him over and-- “Seonghwa, baby, you trust me, right?”

Seonghwa blinked slowly, almost as if he was attempting to rise for the lust-filled fog of his brain. “Trust you,” He replied.

Your fingers hooked under his shorts and underwear and pulled them off of him. He watched you with those big eyes of his, waiting for you to reveal your plan. You gently but firmly bent him in half, so that his feet were near his head. You grasped Seonghwa’s cock and gave it a few pumps, making him moan for you. You pulled his dick upwards so that it came up through his bent legs. Then you stood over Seonghwa’s bent body and took him inside of you. 

“Moonlight!” Seonghwa cried out for you, enveloped in your tight, wet heat.

Since you were already stretched out from your dildo, it was easy to set a grueling pace to fuck your bunny boyfriend. His ears laid against his head, showing how content and comfortable he was with you right now. He may be a prey animal but he was enjoying being submissive to you--and that was exactly what you needed.

“Feel good, Bun?” You ask Seonghwa as you push a little hard on his calves to keep him bent in half.

“Gonna cum! Gonna cum inside of you, gonna--!” You pull off of him suddenly and he cries out at the loss of your pussy. 

“Did I say you could cum?” You demanded.

“P-please,” Seonghwa begged, “Please, it felt so good, please, want you to fuck me like that in my pretty new clothes, please!”

You tilted your head, “You know you have to ask before, Seonghwa.” You shake your head like you’re disappointed in him. 

“I’m!!” Seonghwa’s eyes tear up and they run down the side of his face. “I’m sorry. I’ll do better.”

“Are you sure? I can always go back to the dildo. It knew better than to come before me,” You threatened.

Seonghwa shook his head, some strands of hair falling into his eyes. “Please, can you fuck me? Please, can I cum inside of you? Please?” With a trembling lip, he said, “Please, your bunny wants to cum.”

You sighed in defeat and cupped his face, rubbing his tear-streaked face with the back and forth of your thumb. “You gonna be a good Bun, now? Are you going to let me use your cock properly and then we can cuddle and game?”

Seonghwa nodded, sniffling quietly. “I'll be a good bun.”

You slipped Seonghwa back inside of you and his head tipped back with the pleasure of it all. You admired the line of his neck and the sharpness of his jaw for a moment before setting another demanding pace. Seonghwa’s legs start to curl around your body, wanting more but you push them apart so you can keep control.

“Please, I can cum right? I can cum and fill you and you can use me until you cum too. Please, I'm a good bunny, let me cum!” Seonghwa begged so pretty for you, how could you deny him?

Seonghwa came with a great cry, desperate and needy and just the way you like it. You slowed down your pace, coaxing him through his orgasm. His seed leaked out of you as you continued to move above him. Quickly, Seonghwa goes from blissed out to whiney. “Too much,” he whimpered, squirming under you.

“You can take it, little bunny,” You cooed at him. “You want me to cum too, don't you?”

Seonghwa’s eyes snapped open, watery but pleading. “Use me,” he said.

You adjusted your position, letting Seonghwa’s legs fall back a bit but still spread. Instead of bouncing on him, you snap your hips forward, and it's almost an imitation of you fucking him, only he's still the one inside of you. Seonghwa is a bunny hybrid after all, he could actually go all day and all night if need be.

“You're so fucking cute like this, Seonghwa,” You waxed poetic for him. “In your cute little fuzzy jacket.” You pulled the zippered sides snugger to Seonghwa’s body. “Don't know how you thought you could just bounce around like a happy bunny, waving your soft cock in my face and not get fucked, but here we are.” 

“I just--hhnnffff--wanted to be cute for you!” Seonghwa managed to somehow reply back to you.

“Well, that cute little cock of yours is about to give me some much needed relief, Bunny,” You couldn't help but grin.

“I can--” Seonghwa swallowed loudly, barely containing a whine. “--can I cum again?”

“Fuck no,” You denied him. “I'm gonna cum, clenching around your cock and then you're gonna sit in your cute fuzzy shorts with your painfully hard dick and I'll cuddle you.”

Seonghwa whined and pouted and closed his eyes tight, trying his hardest to not cum so that you could take what you needed from him. Your soft cries became a crescendo as you searched out your high. It took you, searing through your body like lightning struck and you shouted his name. You rolled your body against Seonghwa’s, allowing your pussy walls to convulse around Seonghwa’s cock. 

When you opened your eyes, Seonghwa’s teeth were digging in his lower lip, drawing slight blood from his effort to not come from your tight heat looking to milk him for a second time. You leaned over and bestowed him a kiss, in thanks for him being a good bunny for you. You rested your soft body against his hard one. “Thank you, Bunny” You murmured against his lips as you smooched him in a softer moment.

Seonghwa had tears in the corners of his eyes but he smiled so happily for you. “I did it.”

You couldn't help but laugh in response. “You did well, Seonghwa.”

You looked at you, unsure and hopeful. “Do I still…?”

You hummed in confirmation. You pulled Seonghwa out of you, who was still hard. His dick looked so pretty covered in his cum. “You know you love the feeling of being a dirty boy,” You teased him.

Seonghwa endured putting back on his underwear and shorts, zipped up his jacket and padded back to the couch. His ears were flopped forward, framing his face, doing his best to look heartbroken, hoping you’d take pity on him. But watching him shuffle in his fuzzy clothes, the sharp lines of his body and his dick imprint pressed up against his shorts was recalling the beast you thought you had soothed earlier. If you were going to suffer, so was he.

You picked up his switch and offered it to him. “Load up your village, Bun. We’ve got some cuddling to do.”

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【sʏɴᴏᴘsɪs】 : Hybrid!Ateez wants to breed their mate in order to start a family.

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-> ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: Smut, Suggestive, Fluff, Angst.

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[ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs] : mention of a nest. Hints of car sex. Hints of bathroom sex. Seonghwa is a sucker for cockwarming. Yeosang just wants to see you full with his um...cum... Swearing. Sans reaction is a little bit more angsty. Woops. Accidental pregnancy. Getting pregnant out of spite. Some shitty talking about shitty family.

Note : I hope you enjoy this request. And also to the lovely darling that sent in the request, I hope it's okay that i made it more on the line of family rather than just a breeding kink. I was feeling sappy, ahaha.

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𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠 - 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞

Hongjoong always knew he wanted kids the moment he became a leader. His dream was to be labelled a strong leader and have a powerful son or daughter to prove it. So when one of your heats came around, he was surprised and also glad it was during his mating season. And from what he was told when a bonded pair was going into heat at the same time, it meant perfect breeding time. And he was going to make the most of this situation. Pampering you, making you comfortable in your nest before using his strength to completely ruin you in the soft sheets over and over again until you were nice and full of his knot.

“You’re going to look so beautiful carrying around our foals, baby. Like the goddess you are.”

𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚 - 𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞

Hwa is another hybrid who grew up dreaming of the idea of having his own little ones running around. He had to have four since it was the perfect number, but he also wouldn’t be mad if he had more. His parents were also thrilled with the idea of having gran-babies, so after you and Seonghwa got married, he planned to make your honeymoon full of nothing but babymaking. The wasn’t a time when Seonghwa wasn’t dotting on you, romantic dinner ended up fucking in the car on the way to the hotel. Bath time resulted in water going everywhere as he trusted harsher into you. And when you were going to sleep he made sure to keep you laying on his cock. His words were;

 “if my cock stays inside you, none of my cum will leak out and it will give us more chance of you getting pregnant”

𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠 - 𝐃𝐞𝐞𝐫

Now, it wasn’t cause Yeosang wanted kids, but it was just the idea of you being pregnant that made him so goddamn hard. Cause little did you know, he had a big breeding kink, the idea of claiming you in more than one way made his heart skip, and his cock so hard it aches. He overheard you the other day about wanting kids and you weren't if it was even possible, your human friends had said it should work but maybe asking Yeosang for guidance, but you were worried he wouldn’t want kids. Oh boy, you were very wrong. He was going to make sure he pumped his kids into you if it was the last thing he could do. He had you crying out while holding onto his antler for support, his grunts filling the bedroom when he saw your fucked out expression.

“That's it Doll, feel my cock raw inside you. I’m gonna—fuck—breed you so well all you’ll feel is my cum dripping down your thighs. Take it, it’s yours.'

𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 - 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫

This tall, gentle giant actually never thought about kids. It was you that wanted them, and whatever his little bunny wants, will get. The fact that when you asked him, he was like ‘Okay what about now?’ and got straight to it, stripping you bare before fucking the life outta you. In the best way of course. His lips painted your skin and his knot was buried deep inside you, you would feel it when he placed your hand against your tummy. The more he fucked you, the more he realized, seeing you plump and pregnant would be the best thing he could ever witness. Just waddling around, carrying his child, glowing from motherhood, argh, he swore he never got harder until now.

‘I’m gonna fuck so many babies into you, darling. Keep you nice and plump. Fuck I’m gonna cum baby, let me pump my load into you. All of it for you.’ he was a rambling mess at that point.

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢 - 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐫

This big beefy body was all over your the moment you agreed to have kids. He had been begging to feel you raw for the past month, and you kept declining the big bear because you feared about being a mother, or in this case, failing as one. But he reassured you that you would be the greatest mother, you were already so good at looking after his younger friends and him for that matter that he could bet his life on you being suited for motherhood. 

‘I can’t wait to meet our baby, I bet they will look just as beautiful as their mama.’

𝐒𝐚𝐧 - 𝐒𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐭

This mischievous feline loved kids and loved you. So, putting the two together was just a perfect idea in his mind. So when he started begging, you were reluctant at first. You were both still young, and the idea of children wasn’t something on your mind. You loved San, yes. But having kids with him was something you didn’t see at that current moment in your life. It wasn’t until you caught him literally crying on the phone to one of his friends. He was thinking he was the problem and you didn’t want kids because he was a different type of hybrid to you. But he couldn’t see far from the truth. In truth, you were scared. You had to step in and interrupt the call, not caring if his friend heard you. You immediately apologized to him and pleaded for him to stop crying. You repeated over and over that one day you would be happy to have kids with him, but for now, while you are both young, to live your lives.

‘I’m sorry Sannie. You are not the problem, and you never will be the problem.’

𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 - 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐱

So you both didn’t really care for the idea of having kids. If they happened one day, neither of you wouldn’t be mad. But what you didn’t expect was it to be by accident. When you missed the first two days of your period you at first didn’t think much of it, but day by day your worry worsened and now it had been 2 weeks late with you sitting on the floor of the bathroom with a positive pregnant test in your hand. Not including the three sitting on the counter, all positive as well. You were about to call Wooyoung telling him to get home quickly, but as if the gods were on your side that evening, you hear a click of the bedroom door handle.

He called out looking for you, and you told him you were in the bathroom. When he came inside, he immediately noticed the tests on the counter. A large gulp fell down his throat as he let out a half-assed chuckle while rubbing the back of his neck.

‘Uh…Woops’

𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨 - 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

You and Jongho were already excepting your first baby the moment after your honeymoon. You both had planned from the fourth year of dating that you wanted to try and conceive a child on your honeymoon. But it was not just for the fact you both wanted a family, no. It was also to prove to your families that you were better off without them. They never accepted your mixed species relationship, and the idea of you two having a baby together honestly scared them. The idea of an abomination being created by the two of you made them sick. So, of course, Jongho was going to pump as many kids into you as he possibly could. Heck, maybe four or five if he was lucky. He wanted a family, he wanted one with you. So if that means making some, then so be it.

‘you look so beautiful carrying our cubs my darling. You are going to be the best mother ever.’

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[12.33] poly!golden retriever!yunho × black lab!mingi × reader

⇀ where your pup boyfriends are just so... them...

⇁ @khjcs LOOK WHAT YOU DID AMY and @starlitmark I MADE IT QIEBDJDND

genre : hybrid!au, poly!au

wc : 1.1k

Usually you'd spend the weekend just lounging around, being lazy with your two overgrown pups of boyfriends but unfortunately you had errands to run because work took up the majority of your time on the weekdays so all appointments had to be pushed to Saturday and Sunday.

Though your boyfriends are golden retriever and black labrador hybrids, you were the one who woke up first at the sound of your alarm. But as you moved to turn your alarm off, an arm snaked around your waist and a face was nuzzled into your stomach affectionately.

"What are you doing?" Yunho grumbled as he tightened his grip around your body. You cursed at yourself silently for not being careful when you reached over Yunho to get to your phone. "Sorry Yuyu, go back to sleep," you hushed him, patting his head gently to lull him back to sleep which seem to work because his eyes fluttered his eyes close and his grip around you loosen. With Yunho back asleep, you carefully get out of the bed but still managing to accidentally nudge Mingi's leg slightly, causing his ears to twitch and head shot up in alert. He said nothing as he blinked confusedly at you but after some time of you and he just staring at each other in silence, his eyes drooped and he fell back asleep. With that, you were able to escape and take a shower.

It didn't take long for you to shower but when you opened the bathroom door, you nearly shrieked and slipped when you were greeted with the sight of your boyfriends in the hallway. Yunho was sat with his back on the wall and Mingi had his head on Yunho's lap, fast asleep while Yunho's eyes opened at the sound of you coming out of the bathroom.

"What are you two doing here? You should be in bed," you pouted, crouching down in front of the two to cup Yunho's face in your hands. He smiled and shook his head, "I wanna see you before you leave," then Yunho looked down momentarily at Mingi, "He said he doesn't like the cold bed," and you chuckled at that because it was so incredibly a Mingi thing to say. But still, your boyfriends needed more rest because of their own jobs and you would prefer to see them well rested. So you stood up and motioned for Yunho to grab your hands so you could pull him up and with the movement, Mingi slowly stood up and pressed his face onto your shoulder, having to bend his body due to the height difference and the fact that he was barely conscious. "Back to bed," he mumbled, tugging you along to your shared bedroom only to hear you chuckle and felt you shaking your head, "No baby, you go back to sleep with Yunho, I have somewhere to go to," you patted him on the back as you waved Yunho close to your huddle. Yunho happily wrapped his arms around you and Mingi and you couldn't help but giggle when you got a peek of their wagging tails. "I'll be back sometime later so you boys get some rest, don't forget to eat, be good, and I'll see you soon, okay?"

Once you saw them nod at your words (Yunho with understanding and Mingi with sadness), you gave them both long kisses on their heads and shooed them back into your shared room, patting their butts affectionately before leaving the apartment once they were settled and you were fully ready to go.

The whole time you were gone doing your errands, you couldn't help but kept a look into your home CCTV from time to time, curious at what the boys were doing. At 10:27, Yunho emerged from the room and immediately planted his butt on the couch, trying to regain some consciousness. At 10:43, Mingi joined Yunho in the living room but instead of sitting on the couch, he spread his blanket and plopped a pillow that looked suspiciously a lot like yours and laid in the middle of it. Then at 11:38, you saw that Yunho and Mingi were lying side by side in the little blanket nest that looked a bit messier than before, talking about what they were going to do until you come back home. At 12:49, you looked into the living room CCTV only to find your boyfriends missing but as you moved the camera, you saw Yunho heating up the leftovers from last night and just as you were about to look for Mingi, his face popped up in the whole frame, almost causing you to drop your phone and scream in public. "I KNOW YOU'RE THERE LOOKING AT US (Y/N) COME BACK HOME, COME BACK HOME NOW PLEASE I WANT YOU HOME, I NEED YOU HOME," he yelled into the camera before getting pushed aside by Yunho who grinned happily at the camera, "Don't mind him baby! You go do your stuff, okay? I miss you! I love you! We're gonna have lunch soon!" It was a good thing that you got a camera that allows you to talk into it because you could see the food he was heating on the stove was starting to smoke and both of your boyfriends were still too focused with the camera. "Yunho, baby! The food!" Thankfully, Yunho zoomed to tend to the food and Mingi got distracted by the chaos so you were able to leave them be.

Your errands ended at around 2 pm and by 2.31, you were already walking back into the apartment.

"I'm home!" You called out as you took off your shoes and by the time your shoe was neatly stored, you heard heavy pads of feet getting louder before you were suddenly pulled into a warm embrace and spun around. Though you were busy squealing and giggling, you were still able to identify that it was Yunho who had greeted you first.

"You're back! You're home!" He said happily as he placed you down and began peppering your face with kisses. If all the affection and skinship didn't make you giddy, surely seeing his tail wagging nonstop with such power that you thought it was going to create a tornado.

Upon letting you go, Yunho stuck by your side quietly, tailing after you as you grab a drink from the fridge, helping you grab a mug and just let you have your time before settling down with you on the couch. As soon as your ass hit the cushion and you finished taking a gulp, Yunho pulled you into his arms and nuzzled your cheek with his.

"I'm so glad you're back now," he sighed happily, like the lovesick... well, puppy he is. You chuckled and patted his fluffy hair in return of his very adorable confession, "I'm glad to be home too, Yuyu. I sae you heating up lunch so I assume you and Mingi had eaten?" He nodded, still not letting go of you, "So what have you two been doing?" "Gaming mostly. Actually, Mingi is-"

As if on cue, your other boyfriend came out of the room designated for his and Yunho's gaming and other nerd things (that you lowkey took pride of as well), grumbling and stomping until he flopped down on the floor with his face on the ground. He looked adorable with his flopped ears and limp tail, seemingly trying to become one with the hardwood floor in his despair.

"I miss (y/n), I miss (y/n), I miss (y/n), I miss (y/n), I miss (y/n), I miss (y/n), GOD, I miss (y/n)," he babbled to himself, not realizing that you had came home. You tried suppressing your laughter while Yunho raised an eyebrow at him, "What are you talking about?" Mingi huffed as he proceeded to lift his upper body from the floor, adjusting his own body position to glare at Yunho only to realize that you were sitting on the couch, looking at him with such fond eyes. "(Y/N)!" he screeched before practically leaping into your arms, carelessly throwing his body on you and Yunho who got kneed in the stomach. His scolds towards Mingi fell on deaf ears because despite being nagged that he should have been more careful, Mingi was too busy trying to fit himself in your lap while smothering you with kisses as he told you time and time again how much he missed you.

Never would you have ever known that being suffocated to death with affection was better than, well, anything else. And you have your two excitable boyfriends to thank.

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Bonus 2 {serieslist}

|In the sunset|

Pairing: hamsterhybrid!hongjoong×reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut.

Summary: she couldn't help but adopt the sweet and shy but stressed hybrid. Will he be able to open up?

Word count: 2.4k+

Note: this is the gift I was gonna post on the 4th or 5th but I couldn't wait🤭 this baby turned one on the 24th of August but I was busy with drabble week. I wanted to write something about beach related in the original story but it didn't fit anywhere so here it is. The pringles idea was by @cheline 😆. I'm probably never gonna stop updating this baby. I love it too much to not think about this. So yeah. If you are interested in bonus parts as well, lemme know I'll add you to the taglist.

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"Joongie?" You looked for him at the beach where your mat was filled with snacks and some alcohol-free drinks. "Ah, I just left him for a minute, and he is already lost."

Huffing, you started collecting the finished wrappers from the mat that you both fest on right after getting there. As you picked the Pringles can, it felt a bit heavy. You shook it and a thumping sound came from it. Looking inside, you found Hongjoong in his hamster form in it. He was looking up at you with his wide hamster eyes. His tiny body was covered in crumbles. 

"Joongie! Why are you in this!? I almost threw you with the garbage!" You tossed him out in your hand and cleaned his tiny frame and set him under the towel so he could transform back and wear his clothes without flashing the little kids around. 

Hongjoong wore his swimming trunks and sat up straight on the mat. "I was trying to get to the last bits of the chips," he mumbled with a cute pout. 

You sighed and giggled, "you could have flipped it around on the paper plate and gotten to those."

Hongjoong's mouth gaped at the realization. "Oh." 

You laughed at his cuteness. Well, at least you got to see him in hamster form. Although it has been two years since he finally returned and got the job. He was more than comfortable being in his hamster form around people. He cared less and thought about himself and you more. Anybody could see the visible changes in him. 

Physically he was great. His muscles built up well along with his health. There was a natural glow on his face and the dark circles that once existed were nowhere to be found. He talked more and participated in activities. He even started practicing boxing with the help of Jungkook who was more than happy to help him out. Namjoon helped him in studies that he enrolled in after five months of getting a job. Hongjoong wanted to have a degree and do bigger things. He was enthusiastic about being successful after the drastic chapter of his life closed.

Mentally… He was recovering well but still had some issues to discuss with his therapist. He always had bad anxiety and nightmares all the time. It freaked you out and made you wonder how even is he working with all of that on his plate. So you talked about therapy to him. Although he was uncertain, he went to a couple of them, and then he felt like his pressure was being removed. As tired as he got after one of those, he felt like he was organizing his trauma and folding it. He kept those pieces with him deep inside his mind and placed the love and acceptance he now got above them. There were still times when you woke up in the middle of the night listening to him heaving for the air or sobbing or crying for help in his nightmares. There were years and years worth of trauma he was carrying; it doesn't go away in just a couple of years.  

"Anyway, shall we go, or do you wanna stay here for a while?" You asked as you finally collected all the garbage. 

"I think we should go for now. We will come back to watch the sunset," Hongjoong got up and helped you with the basket and the mat. It was nice and breezy. Seonghwa and Wooyoung selected a perfect place to get married. 

Yes, they both were getting married here at the beach. Wooyoung always loved going to the beach. They had many memories of the beach hanging on their walls back home. Well, their previous home. They bought a new house, much closer to yours. 

Both of them tried to look in the city for a new house but it never worked out. The peacefulness and love of the village were missing there. Hongjoong and you were there too. In the end, who would leave a loving family behind? 

"I still can't believe he asked me to be his best man," Wooyoung asked Hongjoong to be his best man right after they got engaged a year ago. Hongjoong was still thinking that he was joking. 

"Mm, well he loves you and thinks that you are his best friend. I don't see why he wouldn't. I think it's gonna be great!" You held his hand. 

Hongjoong chuckled, "remember Yunho's wedding?" He looked at you. "I fell in love with you that day."

You could never forget that day because that was the day when you realized that you were in love with him. And the author hopes you remember what happened in that part because that was the beginning of the new relationship. 

"How do I look, Joongie?" You shyly asked.

He took a moment. His cheeks turned into the deepest shade of red blush. He bit his lower lip.

"... Pretty, really, really pretty," he whispered while taking a step closer to her. He felt more comfortable after last night. Cuddling you made him more confident and more easy around you. That was another step of progress.

You were even more proud of him!

Hongjoong's compliment was all you needed. It made your heart flutter. Now, it was your turn to turn into the deepest shade of red blush.

Isn't this just wonderful? How it all started with a fearful hamster hybrid. Who couldn't even look at you in the eyes at first. But now... Oof. So perfect. Maybe the dreams you dreamt of are not so unapproachable. Just some patience and there is your happy hybrid.

"But look at you! So handsome! You should be illegal to roam around with that cute face of yours," you were practically drooling over him.

Hongjoong chuckled and said a little 'thank you'. He was so happy. Something he never thought he would never know how it feels. But now when he feels it, it's the best thing ever! There is nothing more exciting than having a family. A family who wants him appreciates him... Protects him. 'Whatever happened in the past was worth it. At least, I know the true value of a family and small happiness. At least I'm not like those other ungrateful kids who degrade their parents because they said no to buying the game they already have,' he thought. These thoughts brought tears to his eyes. He was happy…

"Hey, are you alright?" His visible teary eyes worried you.

Instead of answering, he smiled widely and hugged you tightly in his embrace. You were shocked at first but almost immediately melted in his warmth. The atmosphere around you two turned all pink. Many realizations hit at once. The main and the biggest one was that you are…

In love with your Joongie.

"Hug. Your hug that day made me realize that I am in love with you… The warmth, the belongingness, the scent, it all calmed me down. It was all I needed to know that I was in love with my Hamster Joong," you stopped and tip-toed to kiss him on the lips. His lips lingered for a few seconds there. 

"It was a perfect day," he whispered. The events of that day were vulnerable and hearty. 

"Indeed."

…

Seonghwa was standing at the altar, with teary eyes. His heart was beating fast and furiously. The amount of sweat his palms were creating might fill a pool for sure. You recalled his late-night rant about how he was feeling to get married in just a few hours now. 

"Y/n!!! I don't know how I am feeling!" The panic in Seonghwa's voice was quite prominent. 

"Seonghwa," your raspy voice from the other end reached his ears. You were sleeping peacefully in Hongjoong's arms when the God-forsaken ringtone rang, "it is going to be okay. Just go to sleep."

"How can I go to sleep!?" You removed the phone from your ear to save it from his shrill voice. 

"Like, I don't know? Close your eyes and yeah, that's all you need to sleep," you mumbled. 

"Y/n!" He exclaimed. 

"What?" You whined. 

"What if he changes his mind? What if my love is not enough?" The vulnerability in his voice made you worried. Even Hongjoong was wide awake and listening to the conversation. 

"Hey," you said while sitting up, "don't think like that. You guys are together for so long, even before you both met me. If this was to happen, he would have left long ago… I know it must be overwhelming but trust me, the moment you gonna see him, it will all fall in place."

Seonghwa's tears escaped as Wooyoung walked his way with a huge smile and teary eyes of his. They both looked into each other's eyes. Their drunken gaze didn't bother anyone. His rabbit ears were flapping happily on his head and you could see his bun of a tail wiggling in his slacks. 

The ceremony began and it was sealed with a heartwarming kiss. Your eyes were watery. It was emotional to watch two of your only best friends getting married to each other. They went through enough and this was the result of the love they grew along the way.

Everything fell in place, indeed. 

"Why is uncle Hammy crying?" Oh, did I forget to mention that Seonghwa and Wooyoung adopted two pretty bun babies? Well, yes they did. They were rescued two years ago. They found them in the worst condition by the street and they took them to the hybrid doctor who sent them to that same center where Wooyoung and Hongjoong were. The pair fell in love with little kids. A cute pair of a girl and a boy were looking too cute with the big ears that they were having trouble handling. They were four at that time and now they were six and adopted by the most deserving people. They officially became part of your family a year ago. 

"What?" You asked. 

"Why is Uncle Hammy crying?" Seori, the baby bun girl, asked. 

You looked at Hongjoong whose eyes were red and nose was dripping. You chuckled and wiped your tears, "it is because he is happy that your parents are finally together for life."

"Oh. But his nose is running. Nasty," she scrunched her cute nose. You silently laughed and poked her nose. 

Yechan, the baby bun boy, was looking at his parents with wide eyes as he tugged at his ears from giddiness. You took a few pictures of both of them. They were too cute. And you wonder how your kids will look—

Your eyes widened when you realized where your brain was headed. You looked at Hongjoong who was wiping his eyes. You weren't sure if he was ready for such a commitment. It is better if you hold your thoughts. 

…But little babies with cute ears and almost non-existent tails would be nice. Oky no! 

…

The after happenings went incredible. Everybody danced and sang. It was all nice and pretty. The sun started to set when Hongjoong pulled you out of the crowd and brought you to the beach. 

"Never want to miss this sunset," he sheepishly said. 

"Joongie! No. We can't be here. The reception is still going on," you reminded him.

"I know," he held your shoulders and looked deep into your eyes. "It won't bite if we are away for a minute. Just shh and be here with me both mentally and physically. Okay?" You nodded and stood there looking into his deep eyes.

Hongjoong stood beside you and looked at the setting sky. His features looked defined under the orange sunset. His silky blonde hair was ruffling from the ocean breeze. You could live like this forever. 

"I love how this feels," Hongjoong began. "Here being at the beach under the sunset with the person I love and trust the most," the sleeves of his dress shirt were rolled when he stretched them. "You know, I never even dared to think about a life where I was happy and had someone on whom I could lean. I was way too lonely back then. I think," he took a deep breath, "I was only exposed to the wrong people that I never thought about good people ever in my life…" he looked at you with exposure in his eyes, "until I met you." He chuckled and shook his head, "I felt like it all was a drama and you were one of them too. I have said that many times already. I was scared to accept what I felt and refused my instincts," the tears rolled down his cheeks that made you teary. His shaky voice began again, "I was a fool to not enjoy those times when I ran away from you and hid away. I wanna go back and embrace all the moments we spent together. I can't though but I do embrace those today and will do tomorrow and until my last breath…"

You wiped his tears as he wiped yours. "Why are you saying this?" You whispered. 

"Because I want you to know that you matter more than anything in my life. I'm insecure when you are not with me. But I'm safe when your hands are in mine. I feel empty every day when I go to work. But then I feel complete when we get together in the evening and spend the nights cuddled up under the sheets. I feel like suffocating when I don't get to touch you. But my heart feels content when you are pressed against me… Your scent keeps me sane and pulls me back. And you, you make me fall more for you. I wake up surprised every morning when I realize that I love you more than yesterday… y/n," he moved in front of you and pulled a tiny box from his slacks and kneeled, "I wanna feel safe, complete, content, and fall more in love every day with you. I can't wait anymore and I wanna make you mine forever… y/n… will you be mine forever?"

You violently sobbed and fell on your knees and hugged him. His face nuzzled in your neck as he left sloppy kisses on your neck. You both were trembling in each other's arms. 

"Say something, please. You are making me nervous," he faced you. 

"Yes!" Your voice came out high-pitched. "Yes! Joongie, yes! Wanna be yours!" You gave your hand to him as he swiftly decorated your ring finger with an Emerald stone ring. "I love you so much, Joongie! Thank you for trusting me," you hugged him again tightly. 

Hongjoong held you tight and pecked your lips before tucking your face back in his neck, "I love you for life and beyond…"

.....

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Bonus: 1 {serieslist}

|In the dinner|

Pairing: hamsterhybrid!hongjoong×reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut.

Summary: she couldn't help but adopt the sweet and shy but stressed hybrid. Will he be able to open up?

Warnings: oral sex (fem receiving), unprotected sex (if you don't want JYP to sing you to sleep, you better have safe sex!), aftercare. (Lemme know if there is something else)

Word count: 2.0k+

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"Have a good evening, ma'am," Hongjoong chimed when another happy customer left after buying a beautiful timepiece. 

"Ah, Hongjoongah, I think you should go now. It's already late and your shift finished an hour ago," Mr. Kim— Namjoon's father said. 

"Oky, Mr. Kim. Is there something you want me to do before I leave?" He asked with innocent eyes. 

"No, no. You worked so hard, my child. Go home and enjoy your weekend!" The nice old man smiled. 

Hongjoong thanked and bowed to the man and took his stuff from the back room and left. You gifted him a small car after he got this job two months ago. He was so natural at learning how to drive and easily got his driver's license. 

He hopped in his car and drove back home. He looked at the passenger seat where there were some gifts he bought for you. He was happy. He admired every single second of his life, especially when he was with you. 

Many people love him now. There was so much love he got. There was a time when this life was just an imagination that he never thought would come to life. He often got teared up when everyone was together. This was a perfect life. No one could value life as he did. He knows the value of a family… the value of you. It was endless. 

Hongjoong stopped outside their home. He saw your car parked, his ears perked up in excitement. He got out and took all of the stuff and took the time to lovingly look at the nameplate outside their home.

The Hammy residence~

Hongjoong & y/n~

Before he could open it, you opened the door and hugged him tightly. He wrapped his filled arms around you and sniffed your hair. He smiled and kissed your head.

"Happy first adoption anniversary, Joongie," you pulled away and kissed his lips gently.

"Thank you for having me. I wouldn't be here this happy if it weren't for you," he teared up.

"Ah, no. It's too emotional. Come on inside, I have prepared some of your favorite food," he chuckled when he saw you wiping your tears. You both knew that this first was a roller coaster of emotions and what not. It was a huge mess. You both lost some precious time. But now that he knew that you genuinely loved him, he was more than happy to be with you for the rest of his life.

Hongjoong kicked close the door and followed you to the kitchen. The lights were dimmed. He placed all of the stuff on the couch and moved to the window and saw a nice candle-lit table all set up. The fairy lights were covering the shed. Some beautiful candles were decorated on the floor.

"Did you like it?" He felt your arms wrapping around him from behind.

"It's so pretty," he whispered and turned around taking you in another tight hug. "Thank you so much." 

Hongjoong loosened the hug and looked at you. You were wearing a red satin dress that hugged your body in the right places. Your curves were coming out perfectly. "You are so beautiful… and hot," he complimented and you blushed.

"Look at yourself first, nothing can be more gorgeous and hot than you," you nudged his shoulder playfully. 

"But for me, you are the best," he giggled and moved away to pick up the gifts and give them to you.

"Hongjoong, it's your day… you didn't need to bring these," you said with a worried expression. 

"Shh, you are an equal part of this day. Because of you, this day is special. I want you to feel special just like me… I love you, y/n," he gave you the gifts. 

Your eyes teared up, sobbing you quickly pulled him in a meaningful kiss. Your lips moved in sync. The softness of the lips was making it hard to stop. 

"Fuck, Joongie. You have no clue how much you mean to me. I love you too… so fucking much. I might end up dying without you," you sobbed. 

You took your time to take in his beauty. His sharp features were screaming love. His hair was falling over his eyes. His new haircut and colour were looking so stunning on him. The half and half black and blonde tones were bringing his features more shape. He looked like an angel straight out of a fictional story. 

Snapping out of his beauty, you stepped away and shuffled through something behind the kitchen island. After taking the gifts you bought for him, you gave him.

"Here are your gifts. I thought I would give these after dinner but here you go," you smiled. "But open it afterward. Not now," you mumbled. He giggled and placed the gift away. 

"Oky," he gave you a peck. 

"Now go outside and sit down. I'll bring the food," Hongjoong did as you said. 

You brought the food and sat in the yellowish-orange light. It was all so romantic. Hongjoong held your hand throughout the dinner and pecked it many times. 

…

You both were sitting on the couch, a nice slow romantic music was being played in the background. Hongjoong was so comfortable in your arms. 

"Can I open my gifts now?" Hongjoong asked you sweetly. 

"Yes, why not?" He giggled and got up to get the gifts. He came back with a box and what looks like a board. 

Hongjoong sat down next to you and opened the box first. There was a tiny glass globe in which a human girl and a hamster hybrid were hugging each other. It was so beautiful. When Hongjoong turned on the switch, the glitters floated around, and what caught his attention the most was the song—

۵ I get defensive and insecure

My own worst critic

Behind a closing door

I'm fragile

And fractured, that's for sure

I burned myself down to the ground

Oh, can I ask of you ۵

He looked at you with a surprised look. "This is so amazing! I love it! Thank you," he hugged you. 

"There is one more," you reminded, nervousness hitting about this one. 

"I will but you open yours, please," he blinked to lure you.

"Ah, oky," you picked up the two and opened the tiny one first. It was a gold bar necklace. There was a date engraved on it along with yours and Hongjoong's initials. You gaped at it. "It's so pretty. It has your adoption date and our initials too!" You exclaimed and he giggled at your cute reaction. "Help me wear this, Joongie" he took it from you and helped you wear it. 

"There you go. One more," he clapped like a kid. 

You picked the other box. You opened it and you saw a black t-shirt with some handmade design on it. 

"Did you make this?" You looked at him with wide eyes. 

"Yes," he said shyly. 

"But when?" 

"In the break room at the shop," he gingerly shrugged. He broke into a fit of giggles when you launched yourself on him and showered him with kisses. 

"It's so pretty! I love both of the gifts a lot! Thank you, Joongie. You are so thoughtful… But now open your last one," you said. 

Hongjoong picked up the other gift and unwrapped it. A huge gasp left his mouth. You grew even more nervous. 

"You did not-" the tears slipped out of his eyes and his lips broke into a smile. "I-Its eomma and appa," he looked at the developed picture of his childhood where his father was holding him in his grasp and his mother was standing next to them. Three of them were smiling widely at the camera. "This is so precious to me… fuck. I love you so much. I'm gonna hang this in my room," he hugged you and sobbed.

"I was nervous about this," you confessed.

"It's perfect!" He said.

…

"Slow down," you giggled and stumbled back into your room. Hongjoong was attacking your neck with wet kisses. 

Your legs hit the bed and made you fall back with Hongjoong on top. He feverishly kissed your lips. His tongue asked for entrance, opening your mouth you let him lick every corner of your mouth. 

He broke the kiss and looked at you. Your hair was all over the place and your lips were swollen and were shining. His hands caressed your sides and found their way to the strap of your dress. He pulled them down and started kissing your shoulder and left a trail of Hickeys. Unzipping the dress, he removed it and was greeted by your bare breasts and red thong. 

You moaned his name when his mouth captured your nipple and sucked on it. His one hand moved south and caressed your clothed pussy and his free hand cupped your other boob and gave it a nice squeeze. 

He went down, leaving kisses on your body. He hooked his fingers in your thong and removed it. Your pussy was so wet and inviting for him. The scent of your arousal clouded his mind. His cock started aching in his pants. 

"Touch me, please," you begged. "A-ahh!" You let out a broken moan when his cold hands caressed your wet folds and circled your clit. 

His other hand quickly removed his belt and got out of his pants and underwear. Hooking his arms around your thighs, he pulled you closer to his face and licked a long strip on your pussy. 

"So sweet," he whispered, sending shivers down your spine. The tip of his finger poked your entrance. He slipped two fingers inside you. 

"M-more," you moaned. He picked up his pace and sucked harshly on your clit. The tips of his fingers teasing your G-spot. "I- I'm cu-cumming!" 

A desperate shine escaped your throat when his movement suddenly halted. "Not like this, baby. Cum on my cock. Cream me good, baby," his voice was hoarse. It made him look hotter. His hair was sticking to his forehead. The sweat-covered body looked so hot under the dim lighting. 

Hongjoong pumped his throbbing cock and aligned it with your pussy. Rubbing the tip of his cock, he eased the way inside you. 

"Fuuck!" You both moaned. 

"Fuck you feel so warm," he bent down and kissed. You moaned in his mouth when he started moving. He picked up his pace and drilled in you vigorously. His animal instincts were kicking in.

His lips traveled on your neck and found your sweet spot making you moan even louder. By this time, you were sure that the whole village knew your doings. 

His one hand fondled your boob and the other pinched your clit, making you yelp and jump in pleasure. 

"Joongie!!! I'm cumming," you screamed when the tip of his cock harshly rubbed against your sweet spot.

"Cum, baby. Let it go," he moaned, his own climax was nearing. 

Your walls clenched around his cock tightly making him grunt. You let the knot in your stomach go wild. His pace got slower and sloppier. After a couple of more thrusts, he came undone in you. 

Hongjoong carefully removed himself from above you and laid next to you and held you closer. He started pampering your face with feather-light kisses and ran his hand on your back, soothing your muscles. 

"Are you oky?" Hongjoong mumbled against your head. 

"Mhm," you smiled and cuddled closer to his chest. 

"Come on, let's take a shower and come back," he suggested. 

You both took a nice shower and helped each other lather your bodies with the soap. You stood in the shower hugging him for a while and appreciated his presence. He was one in the billions and you needed to make sure he knew that. 

After the shower, you both got under the sheets and cuddled. Hongjoong kept on kissing your still naked body. His hands were on your butt. 

"I'm sleepy," you whined. 

"Then go to sleep," his giggles were muffled in between your boobs. 

"Stop kissing, it tickled," you giggled and playfully pushed him away.

Hongjoong stopped and pulled you closer. You rested your head on his chest, listening to his calm heartbeat. It made you more sleepy. 

"Can we go to the amusement park tomorrow?" Hongjoong asked.

"I don't see why not," you replied before slipping into a deep and carefree sleep.

"You have no idea about how much you have improved me. I'm happy because of you… I love you, y/n…" he whispered and fell asleep.

.....

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I hope you liked my surprise. And sorry for low quality smut.

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Part: 15 {serieslist}

|In the new beginning|

Pairing: hamsterhybrid!hongjoong×reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut.

Summary: she couldn't help but adopt the sweet and shy but stressed hybrid. Will he be able to open up?

Word count: 3.6k+

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Hongjoong hissed when you applied ointment on the bruises on his back. You both were sitting on his bed in a criss-cross applesauce position. It's been two days since he came back home but still, his wounds were raw. He wasn't talking much yet but he wasn't uncomfortable either. 

He remembered what you had told him. He trusted you. He saw with his own eyes how much his absence had affected you. You just turned so weak. He wished he could have never run away from you. 

"That's it, boba. Just a little bit more," your calm voice helped him gain strength. His wounds were still quite raw. He wasn't able to sleep properly, especially on his back. It was all scratched up from that party service. 

"Y/n…" Hongjoong called you with his fragile voice. 

"Yes, my love," you sweetly said.

"D-do you hate me?" He asked in a tiny voice. 

"No, Joongie. Why would you ask that?" 

"I gave you so much stress in these few days… I-I feel horrible," he told you honestly about his feelings. 

"Ah, you never gave me stress! It was my fault. I should have cleared everything beforehand. About my bad day and the box. That was harsh of me to push you away rather than talk about it," you placed your head in between his naked shoulder blades.

"I could have talked about this too. I could have asked you about all of this. But… I didn't. It's my fault," he said, causing you to chuckle. 

"I think we will be taking the blame for no reason. I think we both were faulty," you kissed his back. "But on the bright side, the bad people got caught, and their other links as well. And other innocent hybrids were set free… I guess when someone said everything happens for a reason they were right," you snuggled his back gently without hurting his wounds.

"Yeah…" he melted under your touch. 

"Are you ready to meet Wooyoung and Seonghwa?" Hongjoong was not in the mood to meet them. He was feeling guilty for causing all the chaos because of a minor misunderstanding. But finally, after a ton of calls from them, he agreed. 

"Honestly, I'm afraid. They probably hate me," his eyes shed a tiny tear. 

You made him turn around and face you. "Now why would you say that? Hm? They love you. They think of you as their family. No matter what, they can't hate you… they love you too much to do that," you wiped his tears. 

He weakly nodded, still not satisfied with your answer. He snuggled in your embrace. It was his comfort place— your arms. He would forget his trauma under your shade. Your arms and scent are his warm blanket on the coldest nights, the coolest shades on the hottest summer day. 

"Can I ask you something?" Hongjoong picked his head from your chest and looked at you. 

"Ask whatever you want," you scratched his ears softly. 

"Why was officer Jeon so invested in this? He reflected a lot of affection towards us," he asked with a little pouty face.

"You didn't like it?" 

"No! I just wanted to ask if there is something I need to know," you chuckled at his pouty voice.

"He is a nice guy. There was a time when he lost everything. He could relate to us. So he was more concerned about us," you gave him a sad smile. 

"What happened to him?" He played with your loose hair strand. You told him about everything that happened, how Han was taken away from Jungkook. 

"Jungkook is just another victim of fate," you wiped a few tears that had fallen on your cheeks. 

Hongjoong was silent. You tilted your head to look at him, he was silently crying. His hand was clutching your shirt tightly. You felt panicked.

"Joongie? Boba, what happened?" You took his face in your hands. 

"H-han… he w-was m-my b-b-best friend. W-we worked t-together," he sobbed. "He once d-didn't listen to the c-client… t-they took him a-away and they did th-things to him. He was u-unrecognizable. Th-they warned us that if w-we disobey, we will e-end up like him. T-then they t-took him away…and…" his panic attack was kicking in.

"Oh, dear. I'm so sorry. Please, breathe. Take a deep breath. He is in a better place alright? Don't cry. It's fine," you held him tighter and stayed like that for a while.

"He was the best. When he left, I got so lonely. I was afraid of everything, y/n. I was scared…" he said after he calmed down. 

"You are fine now. They won't hurt you anymore," you kissed his temples. 

"He talked about his lover. That he was under police training. He always said that his lover was strong and always loved him," it broke your heart. Han was adorable and he didn't deserve this, and Jungkook didn't deserve it either. 

You both stayed in that position and rocked back and forth. You wanted to appreciate this moment with Hongjoong. You didn't want to let go of him ever again. If time could be paused, you would do that. 

…

"OPEN THE DAMN DOOR! I CAN'T WAIT NO MORE!!!," you laughed when Wooyoung's loud voice echoed from the outside. You quickly got up from the couch and jogged towards the door. 

"SIDE! SIDE! SIDE! WHERE IS MY BOY!? HONGJOONG!!!," your heart clenched when you saw Wooyoung's red, swollen, and wet eyes. 

Wooyoung quickly hugged Hongjoong tightly. The bunny let his tears run down his cheeks. He was longing for his best friend's hugs and sweet voice. The bunny was keeping his feelings to himself, he didn't want to pressurize you with his terrible state.

"Don't go anywhere, Hongjoongie! We love you a lot to be away from you. I missed you," he cried. 

Hongjoong felt like melting with all the love. He hugged his crying best friend closer. He too let his tears go wild. After Han, Wooyoung was his best friend, and he knew that the bunny would never leave him. He trusted Seonghwa enough to be sure of this. 

"I'm sorry for running away, Wooyoungie," Hongjoong whispered. "I won't ever run away again… I'm sorry I worried you all so much," he cried.

"No, don't say that you worried us. Just don't go anywhere. Don't leave me… don't leave us," Wooyoung smiled and broke the hug. "I'm happy that you are back. That's all that matters."

"Joong, we understand where you are coming from, we just want to help you. Nobody is upset with you or angry at you. We are happy that you are back," Seonghwa patted Hongjoong's head and hugged him. "Let us know when you are not feeling great or have any doubts. If you think that something is going on that you can't share with y/n, Wooyoung and I are always here for you. In the end, the four of us are family. Right?" Seonghwa had tears in his eyes.

…

After meeting Hongjoong, you all settled down to watch a movie. The wonderful movie played in the background when Hongjoong looked around him. He saw his family. He saw the people who genuinely love him without asking anything in return. They went through a lot to bring him back. 

None of you hurt him for running away. Instead, you all opened your arms and invited him back. He felt grateful for this. All of the barriers he had to face were worth it. He wouldn't be here if he hadn't escaped the brothel a few months ago. He was happy that he decided to run away that day. He didn't know back then that the person who picked his peanut would become more important than the peanut itself. 

Funny if he looks back. He was scared for all he knew. But now, your warmth warmed his insides, your peachy scent overpowered the disgusting smell of his past, and your healing aura cured his wounds caused by all the trauma.  The anxiety ran away the moment your sweet voice touched his ears. The power you held was unspeakable. Never in his life was he so thankful for someone, but now he doesn't have any words to describe how much he was thankful. 

The other two wonderful people — Seonghwa and Wooyoung — loved him regardless of who he was. They could have convinced you to leave him but they were there for him. They were there for them. Wooyoung's baseless talks were his safety barrier. Seonghwa's light scolding was his daily dose of discipline. From day one, they stood tall and helped him to grow out of his past. 

This was the moment Hongjoong clicked in his mind to remind himself that he is not alone. He has two best friends and one lover. If no one else, they will forever stand with him. 

…

Two weeks later.

It was Hongjoong's birthday. The morning was cold yet pleasant. Police were able to find his old place and they found his old belongings. They handed you his important documents and his family pictures. It was a gloomy day for Hongjoong, he stayed by your side but said nothing. He sat there with his ears flat on his head. The little pile of his old pictures resting near his feet. 

After interviewing the neighbors, they found out about Hongjoong's parents' grave. So that's where the hamster and you were. His head hanging low, silent tears streaming through his eyes, kneeling in front of two tombstones. His heart was aching for the last touch of his parents. He wondered if they were alive, where would he be. The day he was separated from them was repeating in his head. 

You were standing behind him. Your tears found their way out of your eyes. If there was any way by which you could bring his parents back, you would do that. You kneeled next to Hongjoong's crying figure and bowed to his parents. 

"Mr. and Mrs. Kim, I am y/n… I don't know what Hongjoong has gone through all these years but I do know that he is with me now. I love the fact that he is. I promise you both that I'll take care of him and love him till my last breath. I can not give him the love you both could give but as his partner, I won't ever give up. I will hold his hand throughout my life… I won't hurt him… ever…" you looked at Hongjoong who was already looking at you. You gave him a sweet smile. He couldn't help but held your face gently and kissed your lips. 

"I know one thing, if they were alive, they would have loved you more than me," Hongjoong whispered near your lips. 

You both got up and bowed to his parents. "Eomma, Appa, I love you…" he said. 

…

You both roamed around the city and did the shopping. Hongjoong didn't have a lot of clothes so you decided to buy him a few outfits. After that, you both went to the aquarium and admired the beautiful sea creatures, and took some quick pictures. 

Hongjoong wanted to spend his noon in a peaceful cafe so you did that. You both enjoyed the taste of fine coffee along with some sweet snacks. 

It was around six in the evening when you arrived back home. It was dark outside. The house was dark as well.

"I smell—"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOONGIE!!!" Hongjoong was cut off by the excited group of friends— Wooyoung, Seonghwa, Jungkook, Namjoon, and Miso. They sang him a happy birthday. Wooyoung was standing in the center with a cake in his hand. Seonghwa lit the candles. 

Hongjoong stood there frozen. His feeling overwhelmed him in a good way. "Hey, go blow the candles and cut the cake," you nudged him towards Wooyoung. 

He blew the candles and cut the cake. Everyone cheered for him. Hongjoong's eyes filled with happy tears "Thank you… thank you for everything…" he said. Everyone took him in a group hug. 

They all danced and ate a lot of food. It was a meritorious feeling. Hongjoong's chest was warmed up by all the love. He looked at everyone laughing and having fun. They all were there for him, to celebrate his existence and the best thing was that they were all truly grateful for him. 

"Y/n told me that you were looking for a job?" Namjoon asked Hongjoong.

"Ah, yes. I thought it would be great to work a bit," Hongjoong smiled. 

"Are you sure you are ready to go out on your own and work?" Namjoon asked.

"I'm sure. I want to work," he reassured. 

"Then I have an offer for you, little one," Namjoon smiled.

"Really!? What is the job?" Hongjoong's eyes widened. 

"It's at my father's shop. Now that I am in the police, he finds it a bit tough to work there by himself… I thought if you want to, you can work there. My father is a nice man and he won't hurt you in any way. And the salary isn't too bad," the older man informed. 

Hongjoong looked at you with a huge smile. Although you assured him that he doesn't need to work and that you earn enough for both of you, he still wanted to work. He felt bad that you worked hard every day but he sits back home and does nothing. 

"I want to take you on dates and give you gifts but I can't do that if only you earn. Then technically you will be paying, no? So I want to work and that's final," Hongjoong huffed. He looked cute with his puffy cheeks. After that little conversation, you asked your friends about a suitable job. 

"That sounds so appealing. If you want, go ahead and get the job, sailor!" You side hugged the hybrid. 

"I TAKE IT!" Hongjoong agreed with a lot of joy. 

You admired him. Hongjoong grew comfortable around six of you. It was a relief. He had people on whom he could count when you weren't available. His trust issues started to get better. Within a week, his mind came to rest. He felt safer around his people. He was happier and his body started to gain muscle. His wounds were almost healed, just the deeper ones were left. 

"WHAT ABOUT ME," Wooyoung whined. "I'll be left alone at home when the three of you go to your jobs," he pouted. 

"Wooyoungie~ the restaurant where I work has a room for one more worker. Do you want me to talk to them about it?" Miso offered.

"Seonghwa! I'm doing that job! Don't say no!" Seonghwa laughed and raised his hands. 

"No one is stopping you, champ," Both the lovers hugged. 

"You Kims should start a business of helping people out to get a job," Jungkook said.

"We might. You never know," Namjoon held Miso and winked. 

Everyone got tired and settled down on the couches. Hongjoong noticed Jungkook's absence. He looked around and saw him sitting outside in the backyard on the swing. 

The hybrid went outside and sat down next to the officer. Jungkook took the last sip of his beer and discarded the bottle on the floor. They both sat in silence.

"Han… loved you a lot," Hongjoong brought up. Jungkook looked at him with confusion. "Han was brought where I was. He was my best friend. But… because of his small mistake… they took him away…" hybrid's voice faded. 

"You knew Han?" Jungkook asked again with a shocked expression. 

"Hmm. He used to call me buddy," Hongjoong smiled to himself remembering his long-lost friend. 

'Kookie~ go save my buddy,' Han's soft voice echoed in his mind. 'Remember, I love you. And I want you to be happy. Remember me but move on my dearest~'

Jungkook felt his presence. He felt like Han was there with him at that moment. He wanted to embrace him and love him all over again. 

Jungkook smiled at the little memory of that chaotic night. Now he knew why Han called Hongjoong buddy. 

"He would always tell me how much his lover loved him. I remember he told me that you once took him to a haunted house but you both ended up laughing at the ghosts. He would say that there is no one better than his man," Hongjoong continued with a smile. 

Jungkook smiled at the little memory of the haunted house. They indeed ended up laughing at the ghosts. It was one of his highlights with Han. Jungkook was touched by the fact that Han never stopped talking about him even when he was suffering this much. 

"I miss him," Jungkook looked at Hongjoong when he said it with a cracked voice. "He took care of me there. He was strong, and never scared of anything." 

Jungkook wrapped his arms around the crying hybrid and kissed his forehead softly. He kept him in his embrace. "Han is probably happy that you are safe, Joongie. Don't cry, it will hurt him," the officer kissed his forehead again. 

"His last words were I love my googie" Jungkook smiled and looked at the stars with his teary eyes, keeping the weeping hybrid in his embrace. 

"I love him too… and I'll protect you forever. I failed once but I won't let anything happen to you, oky?" Jungkook caressed Hongjoong's ears. The hybrid nodded and let out a tiny thank you. 

…

The clock pointed to 11:30 PM. Hongjoong was wrapped up in your blankets and was looking at you cleaning up your surroundings. He started sleeping with you, his nightmares would leave him all scared. He felt safe when he started sleeping in your bed with you. Your scent would help him sleep peacefully and your caresses would relax his muscles. 

"Leave it, I want cuddles," Hongjoong pouted and made grabby hands.

"Ah, you know, when you sleep in a clean room, you sleep better," you said.

"No, I sleep better when I cuddle y/n," he showed you a sweet smile. 

"Really? I'm flattered," you exaggerated.

Hongjoong huffed and turned around and hid under the covers, and let out a bigger huff. You chuckled and quickly cleaned and joined him in the bed. You turned him around and held him closer.

"Oky, I'm here now. Look at me," you whined.

"No."

"Please."

"Nope… oky! Stop!" You tickled him under the covers. 

You looked at his face. He was much healthier. He didn't look like a skeleton anymore. The glow was kissing his face. His sharp features came out much prettier this time. He was finally happy without any worry. 

The gloomy days don't stay for long, they are always taken down by the clear and sunny days. Nothing is permanent. The days change. People change in a good or bad way. Love changes too… sometimes it fades away other times it only gets deeper and deeper. Flowers bloom and dry out then a new one blooms. Nothing stays the same. But that's the beauty of it. After a gloomy day, we then appreciate shiny and sunny days. Just like that, you both appreciate each other more after being separated. The darker time came but the brighter time brought much more enthusiasm for the present and future and brought much more love and respect. 

"I'm happy," Hongjoong whispered. 

"And I'm happier," you both chuckled. 

You caressed his face softly. His soft skin gave you goosebumps. His eyes looked deeply into yours. He was back in your arms, you had to pinch yourself to remind you that this was not a dream. 

"I have fallen so hard in your love," Hongjoong whispered and moved closer to your face. 

"Ask me about that, my hip almost broke," he let out a breathy laugh. Then he closed the distance between you two.

Hongjoong kissed you gently with all the affection. This kiss meant a lot to him. Your lips slowly moved together, perfectly molding with each other. He nibbled at your lower lip.

"Why do you cloud my mind with your pretty face, hmm? 'You' is all I can think of. Your touch, scent, voice, hugs, kisses, and whatnot. It's so hard to not be with you. And the funny thing is that there is no turning back," he admitted. 

"I can't live without you, Joongie. Not even for a second. I thought that you hated me. I was going to let go of you. I thought this is what you wanted. I wanted to free you but thank fuck you are here. I don't know what could have happened if you had left that or if you had asked for a different place to stay… you have no idea how much you mean to me. There is no way I could have survived that if you had left me… I love you..." your tears slipped out of your eyes.

He looked at you with a sad face. He wanted to undo every single thing that happened in these couple of weeks. But you both were happy that now you got to be with each other and that also on better terms. Hongjoong grew much more comfortable around you.

"I know that y/n, I know. For now, I want to give you all of the love I can possibly give. This is our new beginning," he kissed your forehead. "And I love you too..."

It was indisputably your new beginning. You want nothing but to begin this with love. You wanted to grow old with him. He was the one you always wanted and you were the one he always wanted. You were each other's backbone, both of you couldn't stand without each other. 

Before you both could drift into a peaceful good night's sleep you said—

"Joongie, I hope there is no such day that we fall out of love. I only want you to be my person. Please forever…

Stay with me…"

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.....fin.....

Sanaa's note:

I don't know if anyone is gonna read this note or not (probably not) but I wanna say thank you to everyone who read this story and joined me on this journey. This is officially my first and completed story. This one brought me a lot of love and support. I feel a little sad that now I won't be working on this. I'm not gonna lie, I loved writing this, and I loved thinking about it all the time. It was wonderful. Now I'm gonna work on my other ongoing and planned fictions.

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Stay with me

Part: 14 {serieslist}

|In the raid|

Pairing: hamsterhybrid!hongjoong×reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut.

Summary: she couldn't help but adopt the sweet and shy but stressed hybrid. Will he be able to open up?

Word count: 2.4k+

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"Yes, that's him."

Jungkook couldn't believe his ears. He felt like his world stopped for a while. They earned a lead! But instead of celebrating, he composed himself.

"Kim, call for backup to assemble in the station… we are going for a mission," he commanded. "Mrs. Kim, thank you for being attentive to your surroundings," he patted her head and headed out. 

"Y-your welcome," she looked at Namjoon with a confused expression. 

"Later, sweetheart," he kissed her forehead and followed Jungkook's car, and called for backup. 

Jungkook was driving to the station. The orange lights from the streets were reflecting on his face. He was on the verge of crying. He was close. He knew that. The killing memories of Han came in front of his eyes. The hybrid's playful face gave him strength. 

'Kookie~ go save my buddy,' Han's soft voice echoed in his mind. 'Remember, I love you. And I want you to be happy. Remember me but move on my dearest~'

Jungkook felt his presence. He felt like Han was there with him at that moment. He wanted to embrace him and love him all over again. 

"I love you too… my sweet love."

…

"All right everybody. We will be raiding a building where an illegal brothel business is going on. I want you all to be fully alerted. Namjoon will be leading us to that place. No one shall turn on their sirens," Jungkook informed. 

"There are three roads, we will be blocking all of those, and the newbies will be covering the back of the building. Make sure that no one gets away from that place," Namjoon warned by showing the map. 

"It's the time to go," Jungkook and Namjoon lead them outside. 

All the police backup staff settled in their vans and cars. They were well-armed. None of them know about those rotting people. Without taking risks, they followed Namjoon's car. 

Jungkook was behind them alone in his car. He informed the medics to be there as well, telling them not to make any noise that could alert the people working in that brothel. 

He was waiting at the red light. If he went straight, he would reach where he was headed. But if he took a right turn, he would end up at your place. He wanted to inform you. But he didn't want to risk anything. 

'Hongjoong might freak out from us,' he thought. 

The light turned green and he took a right turn. He couldn't go there without telling you about their biggest lead. 

…

You were in your room looking at the pictures of Hongjoong. It was frustrating how his memories were so painful. You had a great time with him around you. At the beginning of your relationship with the hybrid, it was tough… but it all fell in place after a while. However, the situation took a harsh turn, leaving you with nothing. 

You heard a harsh bang on your door along with the ringing of the doorbell. You quickly wore your slippers and ran downstairs and opened the door.

"Y/n! We don't have time. We have to be somewhere. Quick!" Jungkook looked in a hurry, sweat running down his face.

"But where?" She asked. Anxiety was clearly visible on your face.

"We found a lead. We are going to get Hongjoong back. We need you there. He might get scared of us. You could help us there. Alright? Please be quick," he held your shoulders and informed you calmly.

You nodded and picked up your shoes that came first in your hands. You both ran towards his car and settled in. You removed your slippers in his car and tightened your shoes. 

Your heart was racing a hundred miles. You didn't know if you had to be worried or happy. It was all happening too fast. 

…

"Take your positions!" Namjoon roared through the earpiece. 

It was deadly quiet. It was the silence before the thunderstorms. All of the policemen took their positions. Jungkook and Namjoon were behind the two backup staff. They were ready to burst through the door. 

"Y/n, when I say, you come inside. Alright?" Jungkook asked through the earpiece. 

"Yes," you replied. 

Jungkook slowly counted to three (3) and then they broke the door and flooded in. The quietness soon filled with gunshots. It was terrifying. You were worried for Hongjoong, he was easily scared of loud noises. 

You were sitting in the operational van. A female worker helped you into a bulletproof jacket and handed you a taser. They couldn't give you a gun and you doubted your capability of pulling the hard trigger. 

…

Hongjoong was laying down on the floor in his room. His bum was hurting and was causing him trouble sleeping. He just wanted a few hours of sleep before he got strapped up. 

He closed his eyes and rested his head on his arms. After a few minutes, he heard loud gunshots. His hamster mind shivered to death. He was scared. He quickly shuffled and sat in the dark corner. He tried his best to not freak out without knowing that he was freaking out. 

Hongjoong started whimpering unknowingly. 

He got a flashback of the day when you all went to the movies, how he was scared and you took care of him. He remembered those tears you shed because you were sorry for scaring him even though it wasn't your fault.

Right now, he wanted to feel safe.

… 

Jungkook asked Namjoon to search for the head of the brothel. He himself moved towards the cellar areas along with a few others. He opened every capsule room. 

"Y/n, come in. Towards the right. You take the stairs to the basement, there are cellars. Come here, quick!" He roared. You immediately implied and followed his order and came inside along with the other female cop.

Jungkook was still opening the doors and one of the other cops started looking through the opposite wall. The leader pushed open one of the doors and he saw a shivering body curled up in the corner. 

Hongjoong was listening to the doors open. He knew it wouldn't take them long to find him. So when they opened his door with a loud band, he lost his senses. He backed away into the wall as much as he could. His whimpers got louder.

"Hey, don't be scared. I'm here to help you. Please, don't freak out," Jungkook tried to calm down the hybrid in the softest voice. 

He took a step towards Hongjoong. When the hybrid saw it, he abruptly stood up and turned around, and started trying to climb the wall. He was going harshly. His nails scratched and his fingertips started bleeding. 

It was painful for Jungkook to see such a fragile hybrid. Han wasn't a scared hybrid. No matter what he stood tall and faced what came next. But his leftover heart shattered at the scene. He wasn't trained to see such a sight. Hongjoong's loud cries were a huge slap for him. Only this hybrid knows what he had gone through. For Jungkook, everything was happening in slow motion. 

"Hongjoong," a famine voice whispered that Jungkook's senses halted to the present. He looked at you. You were breathing heavily, trying to catch a breath. 

You looked at Hongjoong who was struggling to escape.

"Hongjoong!" You said out louder this time. 

Hongjoong looked back at your voice. Oh, he was dying to hear your sweet-sweet voice. He looked at you and slowly turned around, still breathing unevenly. 

"Joongie, it's me. Baby, calm down, oky? We are not going to hurt you. We are here to get you out of here. Look, they all are good people who came here to help you," you said in a hushed voice. You knew his hamster ears heard you just fine. 

Hongjoong slid down along the wall, copying him, you knelt at a distance and opened your arms for him to come into. His breath started to come back to normal. He was looking in your eyes. They looked tired as if they shrunk into your sockets. 

Jungkook found it heartbreaking yet satisfying. He melted when Hongjoong calmed down after listening to your voice. He made others leave and take care of the other things. 

Hongjoong let out a painful sob and crawled towards you and fell on your lap. He cried out loudly. His cries echoed in the whole hall. You immediately wrapped your arms around his weak body, resting your head on his head. 

Jungkook stood outside giving you both privacy. He too slid down along the wall and started crying. Thinking about everything. His heart wanted to let it out. He was feeling relieved. 

"Joongie, baby, I wasn't going to hurt you. Sweety, it was a huge misunderstanding. Hmm. I didn't buy that musical box to mock anyone. I love you, Joongie. I would never hurt you. I can't even think about it," you cried holding his fav in your hands. "I bought it to keep it away from someone who could have used it for that. I never meant to do this to you or anybody. Not even an enemy, my love. Please forgive me… please forgive me," you cried with him. 

"I missed you. I can't hate you! I wanted to but I can't… I-I was feeling like a loser without you. Y/n, I fucking love you too. I love you! I can't hate you," he screamed. "I was scared. You were all I could think of. You make me go crazy. I wanted this. I wanted to be here… in your arms…" he said in a more vulnerable voice. 

They both sat there without saying anything. You both were seeping in each other's warmth. It felt good.

…

"Look who we got, Jungkook!" Namjoon happily exclaimed when the three of you came out. 

"Who?"

"See yourself, sir," Namjoon led him to the car in which the head was sitting, all handcuffed. 

"Ah, Shin. The bastard. So he was hiding here? This was close," Jungkook huffed. 

"Bitch was jerking off when we caught him. His expressions were million dollars," Namjoon laughed. 

"Kim, I gotta say, we need to award your wife with something, no?" 

"What do you mean?" 

"She practically solved this case. She deserves something great."

"That is true but I'm still confused," Namjoon asked.

"It's been a long time since you took a leave. Right?" Jungkook looked at Namjoon with a smug look. "Maybe go somewhere romantic. Who knows we might get tiny fox hybrids or human babies after nine months," he smiled.

"You, asshole," they laughed. But Namjoon accepted the award. Maybe whatever the senior said comes to life. Namjoon and Miso would be more than happy. 

…

Hongjoong and you were brought to the police station for some formalities and some other questions. 

Although, while raiding, the cops collected all the records of the customers and regulars. There were many and they were going to take every one of them down. 

Hongjoong was given medical care. He was dehydrated and was living on the least food. He was provided with the glucose drip along with balanced food. He slowly ate everything. 

You were sitting close to him in the police station. He placed the empty plate under the bench and scooted in your direction. His ears were flat on his head. You placed your hand on his shoulder and massaged them gently. He was back to his reluctant self. 

"I hope you forgive me," you whispered.

"Y/n, can we ask questions now?" Jungkook asked politely. 

You looked at Hongjoong who was fiddling with his fingers. 

"Joongie, are you okay with answering a few questions? If not, we won't force you," you asked. He nodded slightly as yes. 

You both followed the officer to his desk and took seats. Jungkook looked at you with mixed emotions in his eyes. He passed you a soft smile. He was happy to see you with your Hongjoong. And Hongjoong seemed to get more comfortable around you. Although, he was sitting funny. He sat slightly facing the other way, his back slightly turned towards. It made the officer chuckle. 

"Hongjoong, I'm officer Jeon Jungkook. When you ran away, your friend— y/n— came to us for help," he started by introducing himself. "Would you mind telling me how you ended up there at the brothel?"

Hongjoong took a deep breath and looked at the officer but immediately looked down. " …no," he softly started. "I-I ran away… I w-was standing outside of a shop I t-think. Then someone hit me in the h-head and I blac-ked out," he took a deep breath. "I-I woke up at the Master's place, in the punishment room."

"Punishment room?"

"Whoever makes a m-mistake, is k-kept there. It's a d-dark room, without a window and any light."

"Oh. Was that all he did as punishment?"

"N-no."

"Could you specify, my dear?"

"T-torture belt," Hongjoong whispered. "Sometimes other tools."

"What happened next?"

"I got clients. Everyday t-they would increase…" he sobbed.

Jungkook wanted to stop but he had to ask more for Hongjoong's own good.

"Where did they take you today?"

"A-at a party. It was a classy party. At s-someone's mansion."

"Whose mansion, love?"

"I d-don't know exactly b-but they called him Mr. Smith."

"Something else you would like to tell, Hongjoong?"

Hongjoong thought about the other four hybrids there. He wanted to help them too. "There were f-four other hamster hybrids too," he told the officer. 

"Hongjoong, do you remember anything about them?" Jungkook asked in a sweet voice that he had been using since the start. 

"I-I don't remember anything else, so-sorry."

"No, Hongjoong. You helped me a lot today. You have been so good. Now one last question… Do you wanna go back with y/n? Or do you want us to arrange somewhere else for you to stay?" You tensed. You didn't want to force Hongjoong to stay with you. In the end, he ran away from you. But still, you didn't want him to be afraid of you. 

Hongjoong thought about it. He looked at you and made eye contact with you. "I wanna go home… with y/n," he whispered and looked down. 

You teared up and couldn't help but hug Hongjoong. You cried on his shoulder. So did the hybrid. Jungkook teared up as well. He was happy that you were able to reunite with your hybrid. 

Hongjoong sensed Jungkook's feelings and looked at him. The officer wiped his eyes and smiled softly at the hybrid and nodded as assurance. 

'Kookie… I'm so proud of you. You saved him. Look at them, they are so cute. But now it's my time to go forever…goodbye…' Han's voice faded away.

.....

Sanaa's note:

Just a heads-up, only one part is left.

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