↦ Pairing ⊷ BTS Jungkook ≑ Taehyung ≑ Reader

↦ Genre ⊷ Hybrid | Angst | Fluff | CEO | College |Smut

↦ Warning ⊷ Rated Mature (M); Explicit themes, sexual content, trigger topic that touches on insecurities specifically appearance and weight, and bullying, slow burn,

↦ Summary ⊷ Taking risks wasn't in you unless it was going to get you ahead. As a pre-med student, your life had consisted of burying your head in the safe zone of study. Ripped from your comfort zone and thrown into the chaotic setting of a club, you found yourself nursing a neon green drink. Slipping into the seat next to you was gorgeous men, hybrid men, who introduced themselves as Jungkook and Taehyung.

What happens when everything you thought you knew, all your comfort, was going to change at the hands of these predators?

↦ Word count ⊷ 16.3 k

↦ A/N ⊷ I understand this is a significant risk writing about this. I know, but at the same time, I feel like I have to because well, it's also insecurity I have about myself.

I'm overweight. Yes, I hate admitting it, but I'm overweight, and it's one thing I hate talking about. But today, as I showered and looked at myself in the mirror, I just felt like I needed to write this. Especially because how much BTS emphasizes the topic of "loving yourself."

You often don't see Chubby/overweight readers. You just don't. This may be sensitive to others, I understand, but if that's the case. Please do not read it.

In this fic, I am in no way glorifying being overweight. I honestly don't know how to word what I'm trying to say. I'm sure some people have trauma over the topic of weight and health. I just hope this fic will help people. Your weight is not a flaw, it is part of you, and you are beautiful no matter what.

I'm aware of the sensitivity regarding weight and topics surrounding the topic. However, this (series) is going to discuss the topic from a personal perspective. In no regards is there meant to be shaming. However, it will address certain insecurities and darker themes that come from my own experiences and how I've dealt with my weight. The proposition of weight with the character is not a flaw, but a characteristic of "y/n." A reader is presented; however, the reader interprets them to be, so even if it's not addressed, who's to say the reader is one. In this case, it's just upfront regarding the shape of y/n. If you have issues with your weight that is unhealthy, please seek out a professional. Again, in no way is this story meant to promote or insinuate bullying or belittlement of individuals who are overweight, because it's not a flaw, it's a characteristic. Learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all.

Another sigh escaped your lips as you read over the text for the fifth time, the words just not seeming to be able to stay in your head no matter how many times you look over it. Your heavy eyes squint at the small clocked placed on the shelf, your mouth shifting into a frown as you realized it's been more than three hours since you began studying and it seemed like there wasn't a single step of improvement during those hours.

"Alright, this is enough Y/N!" You jumped out of your seat in fright as the door to your room slammed open, your roommate Jennie standing there with her hands on her slim hips, her body angles in a way you've seen your mothers would do when she was scolding one of your younger siblings. You can't help as your eyes trail up Jennie's slender legs, her hip curving in a way that made you look down at your own rounder ones for a split second before shaking your head and looking back at your friend. Just behind her, you see Nayeon, your other roommate also peaking in with her lips pulled into a frown.

With your hand pressed to your chest, you relaxed, your eyebrows knitting in confusion at the sudden intrusion of your friends. "You scared me," you finally speak, feeling the acceleration of your heart slowing down as you swallow, rubbing a shaky hand over your arm.

Your eyes moved to the top of Jennie's head, seeing her black cat ears twitch, a small habit of hers that told you she was irritated. One side of her lips was pulled uptight, and her ears that you adored abstractly twitched, and if she tilted her head back you were sure she'd display her fangs in a hiss towards you.

"I've lost count of how many times I heard you sigh! And I'm in the living room, and your door is closed, Y/N!" Jennie spoke, her mouth stretching into a pout as she approached your form. You welcome her touch, the female melting against your body as she wrapped her arms around your shoulders, rubbing her cheek and neck onto the crown of your head. You know she was scenting you, and you didn't mind.

You are quick to also see that Nayeon joined in the hug, dropping herself over your lap, beginning to scent you as well as she rubbed her chin on your knee cap.

"Alright, Dr. Y/L/N, it's time for you to put down your books and take a breather," the bunny hybrid on your lap sighs as she looks up at you with her eyes round. Your lovable friend's noses twitch as she sends you a stern look, "and you're always the one saying short-term memory doesn't move past its latency into long term! And that's exactly the way you're studying! So as your friend, I'm forcing you away from the books," you're taken back by your sweet friend's words as she slams the textbook you had in front of you.

However, you can't stop the corner of your lips from twitching into a smile. Although Nayeon was a sweetheart, she never really liked it when you rambled about your studies. So hearing her say what she had made you proud because for once she had actually listened to you that one night you rambled on about "smarts" as she liked to call it.

And although you would never admit it out loud, you secretly liked the way she addressed you. You can't help the giddy smile, hearing Dr. Y/L/N come from her mouth. However, you snap out of your little daydream, a frown spreading across your face. "Not a doctor yet, Nayeon. I have so many years of studying left," you comment dryly, reaching out for the textbook again.

You gasp as Jennie snatched it away before you can touch it, carelessly tossing it to the bed, making it bounce much to your horror.

"Jennie! That's a rented textbook!" You cry, your eyes wide in concern, "I need to return it back in a perfect state, or I'll have to pay!" Snapping, your eyes checked for bent pages, sighing in relief as you see none.

The cat hybrid takes no mind as she stands up, her black tail wrapping around your wrist.

"Oh shush, Y/N. I'll pay for it if they say you have to, don't worry," the female carelessly states, waving her hand dismissively.

You pout, shaking your head. "I don't want you to though..." You whisper. Although you loved Jennie from the bottom of your heart, she could be difficult when you spoke about your financial issues. Coming from a wealthy family, she was raised with a silver spoon in her mouth and continuously offered to pay for your stuff. But you didn't like her doing that, feeling guilty because it almost felt like you were using her for her money.

Feeling slightly upset, your other hand automatically comes down to Nayeon's little rabbit ears, lightly scratching the base of it, making the said hybrid sigh in bless as she buried her face into your tummy.

Her action makes you smile, your shoulders slumping in defeat. Your two roommates were hybrids, Jennie being a black American shorthair cat and Nayeon being a Netherlands Dwarf rabbit, which explained her shorter ears. Most of the time, like other hybrids, they kept their distinct animal features hidden in public, something that became possible in the last ten years because of medical research. But when they were home, they relaxed a bit more, letting their ears and tail out when they roamed around in the apartment. At the same time, you knew they had their lazy days where they didn't care to drink their pills and put away their animal counterparts when going out in public. Those days usually were during final weeks, and it wasn't unusual to see students walking around with their ears and tails out because they were too sleep-deprived.

While you were secretly jealous of them, that didn't mean you hated hybrids. It was quite the opposite. You loved them from the bottom of your heart, and that was why you were studying to become a hybrid doctor, a much-needed job when half the world's population were hybrids. And being adopted and growing up in a hybrid family, at times, you felt more connected to hybrids than humans.

Which explained why you're rooming with these two girls. You met both Nayeon and Jennie in your freshman dorms, the two girls living a door down from where you silently had the room to yourself.

They had kept you company because your roommate had decided to not dorm at the very last minute. Being raised by a river otter hybrid couple and their numerous children, you were used to having someone with you at all times and tended to quickly get lonely. So going to college by yourself was hard, and the two girls didn't hesitate to fill in for your family, and they've been with you ever since.

"You need to go out and get fresh air," Nayeon comments as she twists on your lap, looking up at you with her lips shaped into a cute pout.

Another sigh leaves your mouth as you shake your head. "I really shouldn't. Midterms are coming up in two weeks, and I really need to get good grades in these classes," you groan, already dreading the week filled with sleepless nights and studying. Thinking about it, you mentally note you had to go to Costco and stock up your Redbull and some coffee.

"Nope, we're taking you out tonight. You've been a hermit for months, you need to go drink something and have fun for once, especially since you definitely won't when testing season rolls by," Jennie declared, her eyes telling you there was no way she was going to back down.

You're about to protest, trying to say you have some wine that you can drink in the fridge but quickly shut your mouth as both girls give you a stern look. While Jennie, who always tried to scare you wasn't that threatening, Nayeon, your sweet rabbit hybrid was a little bit more intimidating because she never glared with her round eyes.

"Fine," you grumble, already beginning to regret it as you see your two friends grin wickedly.

"Yes, Y/N! It's been too long! How long has it been since you've seen the male species? And I mean look at more than just the 'steamy' images of male genitalia in your anatomy textbooks," Jennie questions with a grin, wrapping her arms around your neck, a low purr leaving her mouth as she pushed her cheek into yours.

You hold back a roll of your eyes, your cheeks flushing. "Hey, I saw Jimin today! We were studying together!" You defend yourself, your eyes automatically shifting to the textbook on your bed, suddenly recalling the picture Jennie was mentioning in embarrassment.

Jennie perks up at the male's name, her eyes gleaming mischievously. "Oh, that cute Scottish fold kitty? I kinda want a taste of him," your friend comments as she licks her lips while wiggling her eyebrows in a sleazy manner, much to your amusement.

"The cute Scottish fold kitty that happens to be super gay and would not appreciate if we got a taste of him," Nayeon sadly comments, making Jennie's head shot up in surprise. "He's probably more interested in the anatomy textbook than in me."

The cat hybrid looks appalled as she eyes Nayeon in disbelief, her mouth parting in shock, "he's gay?!"

You hold back a laugh at their expression, biting your lip to stop the smile from spreading across your lips. Jennie's eyes were telling you the wheels in her brain were working a million miles per hour, trying to process what Nayeon revealed.

Nayeon tuts as she sits up, finally getting off of you, much to your tingling legs relief. The rabbit whines, "sadly, yes. He straight out refused my offer of sucking him off and claimed he would rather have Min Yoongi, that scary tiger hybrid to do it. I don't think I've been that disappointed in-in like... forever!" The rabbit hybrid complains, making you choke, your cheeks flushing into a deep red both in appaul and amusement.

While your sexual life has been so dry that cobwebs were beginning to form down there, both your roommates got around and weren't shy about sharing their expedition of hopping around different beds. Much to your horror if you must add.

You've heard enough over the years, especially when they had to go through their heat season. Which was why you were so close to Jimin. The gentle Scottish fold cat hybrid let you crash at his place when either your roommates entered their heat, much to your appreciation.

"Darn, I was gonna try to get his number from Y/N one day, oh well. Anyhow," Jennie's gaze shifted to you, her feline eyes narrowing mischievous. "I say it's time for us to get ready."

You were still a bit lost, "ready? Ready for what?" Your eyes widened as both women grinned at you.

You gulped hard. You knew that look, oh, did you know that look.

Truth be told, you wanted a jury, you were already beginning to regret going to something you didn't even agree to. You could already feel a headache creeping onto you because of the pounding music, and the number of people around you wasn't helping. You silently wondering how the hybrids weren't even bothered with the sound when they had more enhanced hearing than you, who was human.

You were just glad your two friends weren't able to coax you into wearing something much more revealing than your oversized knitted sweater and jeans. Of course, you felt slightly underdressed compared to the girls who wore cocktail dresses and cute outfits, but you were more comfortable hiding your figure as much as possible.

When you admitted your insecurities to your friends, they both gave you scowls, engulfing you into a tight hug, reassuring you looked great whatever you wore. As they did so, they once again scented you with their glands, which was something you've gotten used to.

It seemed like your friends had the habit of scenting whatever they claimed as theirs and being their friend, you were continuously covered in their smell, much to many people's amusement.

Even Jimin had laughed when you admitted to what your friends did, sharing to you that most hybrids only did that to family members when they were younger. Something parents and children did to each other for their own comfort.

As you were leaving the shared apartment between the three of you, Jennie commented she wished she had your butt, teasingly slapping it to emphasize her point much to your embarrassment. But you couldn't help the beam as you mentally thanked how lucky you were to have both of them in your life.

What you didn't expect when you arrived was for the two hybrids to know the bouncer who was outside. With just a glance, the large Hybrid let the three of you in. Mainly because it was one of the most popular clubs in the city, being well known for being a hybrid hangout place.

At first, the two female tried to drag you onto the dance floor, but you had plain out refused. They only whined a little before giving up, taking their own drinks, merrily chatting to you about whatever came into your minds. However, after an hour in, you noticed a couple of male hybrids sending the two friends beside you a look of interested. Of course, you weren't the only one. Jennie subconsciously curling her back in while Nayeon's nose began to twitch every other second, surely picking up the pheromones that you assumed was floating in the air. You wouldn't be able to tell with your human senses, but their body language tells you that they're not mentally here with you anymore even if they keep talking to you which prompted you to send them out to the dance floor.

In the beginning, Nayeon and Jennie refused claiming it was a girls night out, but after you strongly insisted, they nodded with a sigh, respectively finding a partner for the night.

You knew this would happen. But at the same time, you didn't blame the girls. They were young, beautiful, and absolutely full hybrid, which meant that they had an extremely high sex drive, a known fact throughout the world.

Currently, you sat by the counter of the bar, nursing your neon drink, the sweet and sour taste of the Midori Sour dancing on your tongue as you kept your eyes on the dance floor where both Jennie and Nayeon danced.

You smiled, happy to see that they seemed to have fun. Especially when Jennie caught your eye, sending you a wink and a little "rawr" with her lips curled before she hooked her arms around the neck of the male hybrid she had wrapped around her little finger. You were confident she wasn't coming home tonight.

You hold back a wince, shifting your chair uncomfortably as a body bumped into you, you immediately realizing that you were taking too much space at the counter. Muttering a small apology, your eyes drop back to the drink in your hand, taking a testing taste of it.

It was half empty, the obnoxious color had turned you away from it in the beginning, but now you just eyed it in fascination, wondering how many unhealthy chemicals were in it to make it such a bright green. Finally deciding you didn't want to know, your eyes moved back up to see if you can catch sight of your friends. However, instead, your eyes land on a male who looked your way.

Immediately your mouth dried, drinking in his appearance. There's no way you could use simple words to describe him. But one word came up in your mind, and that was ethereal. He was gorgeous. His raven hair was carefully styled to be brushed out of his face, his cheeks high and prominent and his jaws sharp enough that you were envious of it. He wore a sharp-looking suit that you could easily tell was something your broke college ass couldn't afford even in the next ten years, especially with the student debt you hold. And the rings that littered his fingers made you wonder how much they cost, surely probably enough to pay off your accumulating tuition fees? But what really caught your attention were his eyes.

Although they seemed to be round naturally, they were narrowed, his dark orbs gleaming in a way that only a predator hybrid would. Even someone who wasn't studying in the hybrid field would know if they saw what you had. You knew that anyone could undeniably be able to tell he was a predator hybrid by the way he held himself. And now that you were under that burning gaze, you immediately felt like you were the meek prey he was hunting next.

Your eyes widened for a split second as you saw the corner of his lips twitch into a smirk as he returned your gaze, you quickly shooting your eyes back down to your drink that lightly shook in your hand.

It suddenly became interesting to you again. You wonder why...

With your hair curtaining your face, you let your eyes slowly shift back to the male. The unknown man was now looking away from you, his hands covering his mouth as he whispered something to the companion beside him.

At that moment you realized that the hybrid you were googly-eyeing wasn't alone, his companion he was whispering to an equally as gorgeous man.

He was a golden brown, almost blonde haired male with equally as sharp features. At that moment, you mentally questioned and cursed God at the same time. Why was this man also just as attractive as the first man? How was that even physically fucking possible?

You gulp, flinching slightly as you realized that now both of the males looked your way, your heart accelerating and your palms beginning to sweat.

Without any due, you spin your chair. You were now facing the bar once again, your back turned to them. Your trembling hands take hold of your glass cup, tilting your head back and finishing the alcoholic drink you had, ignoring how your mouth salivated because of the sour taste as well as the burn that slowly followed.

Seeing that it was now empty, the bartender who was cleaning a glass immediately approached you, offering to get you another drink with a hesitant smile.

Just as you're about to refuse, a hand is placed down next to you, making you jump and stiffen while the bartender's mouth dropped open.

"Get this lovely lady the same drink she was having, Jaesun."

You were barely able to hold back a shiver, but you can't help the way the hair at the back of your neck rises as the smooth voice's growl vibrates through your bones. Your lips part in awe, your eyes meeting with the darkly dressed man now standing right beside you, although he had been across the club just a few moments ago.

"R-Right away, Mr. Jeon," the bartender scurries off quickly at the order, but you don't notice him leave because you're now under the sharp gaze of the man before you, your eyes not being able to move away from his face.

Seeing him closer, your breath hitches as you realize the analysis you had earlier done on him did him no justice when he was now so close to you. If you had thought he was handsome earlier, now he looks ethereal to the point that you wouldn't be surprised if he were related to Aphrodite, almost too perfect to be true. The only small flaw you noticed on his skin was the small scar on his cheek, and even that seemed to enhance his dark looks making him look more handsome.

It takes you another moment for you to realize what he had said, finally seeing that you were now alone with him, the bartender you were talking to gone, probably to make your drink.

"U-hm, there's no need," squinting you weren't sure if he was old enough for that title, but politeness prevails, "...sir... " you stuttered, your words stumbling from your mouth as you tried to avoid his eyes by looking down at the counter. "I'm a-about to leave anyways..."

You don't notice the way his eyes darkened when you say sir, a low, pleased rumble escaping from his chest as the corner of his lips twitched in almost a grin.

"Leaving so soon, sweetheart? The nights still early," the man sighs as he takes a seat in the empty chair beside you, pulling it close enough for you to feel his warmth through both of your clothes.

You struggle to respond, your mouth opening and closing for a split second before you ultimately decide you better not say anything because you know you'll just make a fool out of yourself.

The man known as 'Mr. Jeon' as the bartender said early chuckles at your reactions, placing his chin in his hand as he takes in your look from a closer angle.

Your form is engulfed in a large baggy knit sweater, but even with it, he can see the swell of your breast that he glances over. His eyes discreetly shift to your thighs that are clad in a pair of jeans, and he held in a hiss as he sees them hug around your legs tightly; suddenly feeling the urge to want to be the one to slide them off of your body.

However, he stops his thoughts as his sensitive nose pick up scents that obviously doesn't belong to you, who is a human. His eyes narrow in a flash of confusion as he picks up two female hybrid scents that cling to you like perfume, almost drowning your sweet human scent.

"I'm Jungkook, so, what is a pretty little thing like you doing here by yourself?" He slowly questions, nodding in thanks as Jaesun returns with the neon green drink, sliding it in front of you before scrambling off to tend to someone else's need.

You swallow nervously, deciding to take the alcoholic drink, slowly bringing it to your lips and taking a timid sip. You can't help but lick your lips as a droplet fall to your bottom flesh, and you don't notice the way the man beside you swallows, his eyes darkening at the action.

"I-I'm actually not alone. I've come with my two hybrid roommates. They s-should be dancing right now," you stutter, your cheeks heating as you finally lift your eyes up and see him gazing at you in interest.

Jungkook's eyes light up in a realization of why you smelt like two hybrids, nodding in affirmation before he leaned forward, watching in amusement as a small squeak leave your lips at his sudden proximity.

"Well, if you're alone for now, you wouldn't mind me keeping you company, right, sweetheart? At least until you finish your drink. I'm sure there are some interesting things we can talk about. When you finish your drink, and you think you're ready to go, I'll call you a ride to take you home?" Jungkook questions, the corner of his lips twitching as he sees the effect he's beginning to have on you. He holds back a grin although he's extremely pleased with how quickly you were getting flustered and his finger twitches because he wants to curl a strand of your hair with his digit.

Your heart is hammering in your chest, and you're silently wondering if he can hear it above the base of the speakers spread across the club. You sure hope he doesn't. "I appreciate the d-drink Sir—uh, Jungkook but I-I don't know if—." You weren't able to finish your sentence as he cut you off.

"I'm actually also here with a companion of mine. His name is Taehyung, and he's right over there," you gulp, slightly tempted to say you already know who he was talking about without him, but you keep your lips tightly closed, your tongue pressed to the top of your mouth. "If you're not comfortable talking with just with me, Taehyung can join us as well," Jungkook is quick to insist, his eyes focusing on your face, reading and gauging your reaction to his words.

He was pleased to see the contemplating look in your eyes, and he could see that you're trying to decide if you should take his offer.

"Um, okay... If it's just a bi—"

Before you can finish your sentence, you're cut off as a body is forced between the two of you, blocking each other's sight. At the same time, the body who you realize is a woman knocks into you, your drink in your hand spilling as she dramatically places her elbow on the counter. It leaked over the table and dripped onto your pants, luckily only a small amount on your left leg as you dodge at the best of your capability. You flinch and curse before reaching for a napkin fast.

You're too busy to hear the purring from the female, your eyes eyeing your pants in concern, wondering if the drink would stain the cloth.

Jungkook mentally curses as the female hybrid pushes into him, her eyes gleaming under the dimmed light as she places her hand on Jungkook's chest.

"Well, hello there handsome," you're shocked by the sudden appearance of the hybrid that you can quite easily tell was some kind of cat with the way she purrs her words.

Your mouth parted in disbelief at the rude behavior and you hold back a gasp as you see her tail sneaks out from under her dress and literally flicks you in the face in a dismissing manner. You spat out pieces of fur that got in your mouth, almost tempted to yank on the limb that still is waved in front of you, undoubtedly making it painful action for the damn queen. But of course, you don't. Instead, you were grumbling, how can someone be this rude?

Although extremely annoyed, you don't say anything, pursing your lips for a second before returning your gaze back to your drink that's now empty because of the spill.

"Hello, now, goodbye. I was talking to this lovely woman before you interrupted." Jungkook pushes her away and comes to help you. Your eyes widen, your head snapping up at the words and harsh tone you immediately knew came from the man you just met.

You hadn't expected this.

You can't help but feel slightly smug as the female hybrid's eyes widened in disbelief, quickly shifting her body as she tries nosing her way back in, refusing to take that as an answer.

"Wait, I'm not done."

"Well, I am. Now, goodbye," Jungkook's eyes were narrowed on the female hybrid in distaste as he dismisses her for the second time. His eyebrows furrowed in slight annoyance, his tone taking a harsher note as he raised an unimpressed eyebrow.

She still doesn't give up.

The female hybrid paid no mind, releasing a small giggle as she leaned closer to the man, her lips gleaming in a predatory way.

"Aw handsome, no need to be all angry with me. I just want to play, I'm sure you'll have more fun with me than..." Your cheeks heat up in embarrassment as you see the female hybrid's eyes flick to you in a taunting manner that makes you want to hide. "This little human." She pauses, eyeing her nail for a moment before flicking a finger up and down your body, "don't you have better things to do, honey? I'm sure the gym at the corner of the street is still open for you to visit," the woman coos in an overly sugary tone.

This wasn't your first time hearing a commentary like that, but perhaps it's the stress that makes you more susceptible to the wave of emotion that hits you. If your cheeks were flushed with embarrassment earlier, you now knew they have painted a bright crimson. You feel humiliated, desperately trying to hold back the tears that were beginning to burn at the corner of your eyes. A wave of shame hits you as you realized she may be right. He was way out of your league and would be interested in someone more like her.

Of course, you knew you weren't perfect. You weren't confident, but you believed you were quite comfortable in your skin. But when someone as pretty as the hybrid in front of you brought up your insecurity, it hurt. Your eyes shifted to her thin waist and her long legs thanks to her hybrid genes, and at that moment, you never cursed your human self as much as you did right now.

Jungkook's face scrunched up in anger as the female hybrid insulted you, his canine teeth beginning to sharpen and pierce his lips. It didn't help that he sensed a wave a sadness hitting him from your direction, making his stomach sink.

The stool jolts from under him as he was about to get up, but a gentle hand on his shoulder shoves him back down.

"I believe it's time for you to leave miss," Jungkook's eyes meet Taehyung's, the older male remarkably calm as he faced the cat hybrid. The younger man is slightly taken aback by his friend's appearance but decides to close his mouth.

The mentioned female perks up, her face seemed eager as another gorgeous hybrid came into the picture, her lips stretching to a smirk. She looked at you expectantly. However, when you're not looking at her, but the new male hybrid, the cat turned around and realized the other man's eyes were on hers. She looked back and forth a few times, then pointed to herself dumbfoundedly.

"Me, you want ME to leave?"

Taehyung holds himself back from rolling his eyes, his lips turned down into a stern frown.

The cat's earlier cockiness shifted from huffiness, she scoffed making a scene on her own. When pity didn't caress Taehyung's face with promises of 'later baby girl,' she began to hunch in on herself.

The man gracefully lifted a hand in the air and waved it while one of his eyebrows was raised up as he waited. The female hybrid was still standing there awaiting whatever he had in store for her, her mouth opening and closing in disbelief at what was happening. Two men dressed entirely in black and muscles so big they must have been WWE wrestlers before this gig appeared behind her.

Taehyung's sends the guards a nod before his piercing eyes landed on the cat hybrid who looked slightly confused. "Please escort this woman out. And make sure she's not allowed to enter here anymore. We do not appreciate rude customers."

Your mouth along with the female hybrids falls in disbelief as the guards take hold of the woman, dragging her out. You're shocked at what you had just witnessed, your eyes that were watering now landing on the new male standing beside Jungkook.

It doesn't take you long to recognize him as the man who was sitting beside Jungkook earlier and now that he's closer, you can see that his golden brownish blond locks are longer than what you had first assumed. The color of his strands near the back of his neck shifted to a color a few shades darker than the top of his head until it was a dark brown at his neck. You've never seen anything like it, but it looked pretty, and you were quick to decide it matched him. Unlike Jungkook's neatly styled hair, his strands were wilder, the hair at the back of his necks slightly long and almost looking like a short mullet.

You froze as the man's gaze landed on you, his lips shaping into an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry about that, Angel. That wasn't pleasant, was it?" The air gets sucked out of your lungs as the man takes your hand, placing a soft kiss on the knuckles before gently returning it to the table.

Holy fuck.

Jungkook was the one who noticed you when you walked in. It was somewhat harder for him to not to as the club was mostly filled with hybrids, and there were only a handful of humans. At first, Jungkook just observed you in interest, seeing as he never has seen you before at Taehyung's club. Usually, the humans that came to the club were familiar faces who were regulars, but you were a new, pretty face. Watching you for an hour, Jungkook has lost count of how many times he growled, his eyes darkening as he watched your naturally submissive tendencies. You were so deliciously submissive, his mouth watered just watching you.

Taehyung had obviously noticed his friend and business partner's strange behavior. Jungkook clutched at his slacks then smoothed it down with a hiss, digging his nails into his thigh, somehow already being able to imagine that it was you who he was kneading instead of his own muscles. Oh, he knew you'd be so much softer than his own legs.

Taehyung lifted a brow, following Jungkook's line of vision and his interest spiked as he too noticed you for the first time, you silently nursing a drink at the bar. The boredom he was feeling a moment ago seemed to fly over his head, a playful look appearing in his feline-like eyes.

Jungkook knew that Taehyung had finally caught on, feeling the older hybrid's intense gaze on his face.

"Hyung, she's driving me crazy," Jungkook had hissed through his teeth; his usually brown orbs flashing to gold for a split second.

At that moment, Taehyung knew precisely what Jungkook meant as he saw the human girl bump into someone, immediately dropping your head low, a small apologize, leaving your mouth that was painted a soft pink.

Taehyung's tongue peeked out of his mouth, licking his bottom lip now that he understood what Jungkook was saying. "She's so submissive...." He whispers, quickly seeing the way you duck your head and how your eyes wavered in a way only a natural submissive would.

"Exactly." Jungkook could barely hold back his delight when his eyes finally met yours, and you avert his gaze. Even with the dimly lit room of the club, Jungkook is pleased to see the blush beginning to spread over your cheeks.

Taehyung's eyes narrowed to the younger male, sending him a warning glare, silently telling Jungkook to calm down or he'll end up scaring you away if he keeps growling like a cat in heat.

"You want me going or—"

Taehyung couldn't even finish his words at the low rumble Jungkook released, his eyes flashing gold once more as he faced the older man.

"No, I will. I feel that if I don't get to at least smell her, I'm going to lose it," Jungkook managed to grit out, his eyes dilating as his eyes moved back to the girl.

He breathes deeply but can't stop himself from kneading his thighs raw, frustrating himself, and it doesn't even take five minutes for Jungkook to take action; his long legs carrying him to the bar to begin his plan.

However, it seemed like the plan didn't go as he had hoped, it rudely getting interrupted by the female hybrid just before you can agree on sitting with him and Taehyung. But now that trouble was gone, and Taehyung was right where he wanted, the two of them can begin their hunt.

Jungkook watches as Taehyung unleashes his charms, his eyes beginning to dance with amusement at your frozen, gobsmacked state. However, his eyes harden as he sees that your eyes are slightly watery, his lips shaping into a frown, instantly deciding he does not like it.

Yes, he enjoyed tears in his sub's eyes at times but right now, these tears are not brought by pleasure but from sadness. He does not like it at all.

While Jungkook was gauging your reaction, Taehyung decided to speak with you.

"I hope that didn't ruin your night. I'm Taehyung, I'm actually technically the owner of this club along with him," the man comments as his eyes flicker to Jungkook. "And I'm sure you're already met Jungkook."

Although a few seconds delayed, you nod, seeming to look a bit dazed. Taehyung would have chuckled at the cute expression you wore, but he had priorities. He had to lure you in first.

But Taehyung, who was usually collected and calm, seems to be drifting away from his own plan. His eyes softened as he gazed at the human girl in front of him. He felt his stomach sink in pity as he realized you wouldn't keep your gaze on him or Jungkook for long, opting to look down at your hand, almost seeming like you were feeling shame for some absurd reason.

At first, the plan was to merely send Jungkook first to invite you to come to sit with the two of them. But it obviously didn't go as plan when the female hybrid had interrupted.

And although Taehyung wasn't close, he had clearly heard the insult the cat hybrid spat, and he felt his stomach burn in anger, especially when he saw the way your face fell, your eyes watering.

Aware of the way you stiffened, he runs a hand gently over the back of your chair as he rounded around you. He sits so that you're seated in between both Jungkook and himself.

As he finally sits in his chair, Taehyung takes a moment to breathe deeply from his nose as he picked up your sweet human scent that made his stomach flutter in a way that he relishes in. It makes his lips stretch into a wide grin that's hard to keep down.

Discreetly his eyes met with Jungkook, the other hybrid also eyeing him. The two male shared a silent conversation already agreeing.

They wanted you.

You perfectly fit the description of what they were looking for for so long. It was almost frightening perfect.

Taehyung blinked, quickly composing himself as he smiled, trying to submerge the excitement that was making him feel like his temperature was running a few degrees higher. He leaned forward slightly, his knees making contact with your thighs, making you flinch ever so slightly.

"My sincerest apologies Angel, some felines never know when to tuck in their tail. For the rest of the night, drinks will be on the house. You are going to be our guest of the night, but to cater properly, I would like to invite you to the VIP room with us." Taehyung smoothly spoke, reaching to take hold of your hand.

However, before he could make contact with your bare skin, you jumped off the chair you were sitting in, your eyes swimming as you avoided looking into his brown orbs. "Y-You don't have to do that. It wasn't your fault, you cannot control the way others act...and I was j-just about to leave. I—um, it was a pleasure meeting you two. Excuse me," you literally speak without breathing.

Everything happened so quickly, neither Jungkook or Taehyung was able to process that you were slipping away right between their fingers, mainly because they were beginning to become intoxicated by your sweet scent that wrapped around their heads like addictive drugs.

Jungkook's eyes widened, his mouth opening to call out to you to stop, but before he could, you slip into the crowd of bodies, your scent immediately getting lost in them, snapping them out of the euphoric feeling.

"Hyung!" Jungkook hissed, his eyes glaring at his friend in accusation, his nose slightly flaring, almost in a desperate manner to pick up your lingering scent in the air.

Taehyung cursed under his breath, moving to chase after you. But as he was about to move to his feet, his ears pick up a light sound of clatter, his attention drifting to the floor where the sound came from.

His eyes land on a phone that lays near his polished shoes, the screen surprisingly not cracked from the impact of hitting the floor from the drop it went through from the counter of the bar. He slowly picks it up, the cold device getting turned on, revealing a familiar face on the lock screen.

Taehyung slowly looks up, his eyes meeting Jungkook who still looks irritated, his bottom lip getting pulled in between his teeth, the poor flesh getting abused by his sharp canine teeth.

"Jungkook."

"What, hyung?" Jungkook snaps, not even bothering to be polite to the older man. However, Jungkook's expression drops, his eyes widening a fraction, as he sees what Taehyung hold up with a wicked smile spreading across his lips, the screen glowing with a picture of a familiar woman.

You had forgotten your phone.

The warm light that hits your face is something you're not accustomed to, and it causes a loud groan to leave your lips. You sleepily tug on your comforters, trying to bring it up to your face to block the sunshine.

Sunshine...

There's no sunshine at 5:30 AM when you usually wake up to get ready for your 7 AM lab. And you definitely know it's not the weekend yet because yesterday was Thursday and you only had labs on Fridays.

Your eyes snap right open, flinging your comforter off at the realization, your body moving to sit up. But in your drowsy, confused state, you tumble off your bed with a loud crash that echoes through your apartment.

You want to cry out, but you hold it in, quick to ignore the stinging pain on your knee and the tingling sensation of a funny bone that was going down your arm when you hit your elbow on the wooden floor of your room. No, you have more significant concerns.

You stumble, your eyes widening in horror as they land on the monologue clock on your wall that read 10:14 A.M. 10 fucking A.M.

You had a lab with Jimin at 7 A.M, which was three hours ago. Three fucking hours ago.

You were so dead.

"WHY DIDN'T MY ALARM GO OFF?!" Your hysterical scream echoes through your small apartment as you rush to get dressed, your hair getting pulled into a messy bun while you throw on whatever you can find.

Oh god, Jimin is going to kill you. You can just see him making you his personal scratching post.

Cute Scottish fold hybrid, Park Jimin, is going to murder your dumb ass.

Your friendship with Jimin started in an interesting way. You were fresh out of high school, giddy that you were finally a college student. But also already regretting taking an 8 AM lecture for the intro to biology although you had already taken AP in high school, the stupid school requiring you to take it on their campus.

Although it was partially your fault because your eyelids were heavy with sleep, you were thrown back as a sturdy chest slammed into you.

The sleepiness you were feeling flew away as the hot liquid poured over your front, a yelp escaping your lips as you subconsciously tugged your shirt away from your chest, your skin already pink. And above you stood a younger Park Jimin, a look of horror painted into his face, his plump lips shaped into an 'O' before he started chanting a mantra of sorry.

From there, strangely a friendship bloomed although you were forced to go to your first lecture at college with a big coffee stain on your shirt. At least Jimin was kind enough to give you his jacket that day.

But for today, it seemed it wasn't Jimin that was apologizing but you.

"You're lucky I love you," Jimin scowls as you place a venti-sized coffee in front of him, the cat hybrid pouting as he eyes you as you set your own ass down across from him. His blonde feline ears that were pinned down onto his head when you first met up with him was now returning to normal, the anger he was feeling slowly disintegrating. It doesn't take long for them to disappear completely, his head returning to his blonde locks of puffy hair, his hybrid appendage getting hidden. However, he doesn't stop glaring at you with his round eyes.

You release a sigh, your shoulders slumping dramatically as you rest your forehead against the cold surface of the table. "I know. I'm forever grateful to you, Park Jimin. Do you know you're the most handsome, caring, smartest Scottish fold hybrid I know?" You add for good measure, knowing your close friend loved receiving compliments, drinking them in as much as he drinks coffee.

"I'm the only Scottish fold hybrid you know, Y/N," Jimin deadpans, but you know you were wise to pick those words because you see the male's skin flush, his cheeks lifting up into a smile.

Thank god. Angry Park Jimin was not fun.

"But what even happened to you? You're someone who would never miss a damn class, nevertheless a lab! Heck, I don't even think you've ever been late to a lecture for the whole four years I've known you!" Being the sweet friend Jimin is, he eyes you with concern, his feline eyes quickly running over your face before they moved to your body as if he was checking if you were genuinely okay.

You wince at the question, your face scrunching up as a pounding headache slowly crept up to you as you thought back to yesterday night. "I fucking lost my phone last night," you admit with a groan, slumping in your seat in devastation, "that's why I didn't wake up. I use it as my alarm."

Jimin raised an eyebrow up in confusion, slowly taking a sip from his straw. "Lost it? I thought you told me you were going to make good of your time and study the whole night?" The blond male questioned with a cock of his head, his eyes narrowing in accusation because you had refused to go out to dinner with him.

Another wince leaves your mouth as you pout, your nose scrunching. "That was the plan before Jennie and Nayeon decided to drag me out of the apartment to go clubbing."

Jimin choked, rough coughs leaving his mouth, making you sit up in concern, ready to round the table to slap his back for him. But he holds up a hand to tell you he's okay, grabbing a napkin to wipe his mouth that leaked some coffee.

"Y/L/N Y/N going clubbing on a Thursday night when she knows she has a lab the next morning?" Jimin gasped in disbelief. However, his expression becomes more playful, "Saucy. I like. Why wasn't I invited? I'm the gay best friend," the man dramatically places the back of his hand to his forehead as he angles his head back.

You grunt, the worry you were feeling for him just a few seconds ago melting away to annoyance.

"Anyhow," you stretch out your words before slamming your forehead back to the table with a whine, "I lost my phone! Jimin, you know I can't afford another one! I'm already past due for this semester's tuition, and I'm barely scraping enough for groceries to survive. I can't fucking emphasize how fucking lucky I am that Jennie's parents are totally okay with paying for the apartment. If not, I'll be homeless."

Jimin's face shifts to empathy as he stretches his arm, placing his small hand on your head, patting it gently. "Aw, sweetheart. Don't stress yourself too much, maybe it's fate's way of saying your phone was becoming too old. You have had it since freshman year."

Jimin's words don't get comprehended into your head after he said 'sweetheart.' You're immediately reminded that the dark-haired hybrid you had met last night had called you precisely that.

If it were any other day before yesterday, you would have brushed the pet name aside. But after hearing the man known as Jungkook call you it in the way he had, his voice lowered in a husky way, just thinking back to it could send a shiver down your back.

Sweetheart just didn't seem so innocent anymore.

Jimin's mouth parted as he watched your cheeks flush, his feline eyes narrowing on you in suspicion. After a moment where you don't respond to him, he grins, a look of excitement appearing in his orbs.

"Okay! Spill, Y/N! Why did you suddenly blush?! Did you finally get out of your dry spell last night because if you did, I'd totally forgive you for ditching me in the lab and making me do the whole thing by myself! And you know how much I despise lab!"

You spluttered, your eyes widening as your cheeks flushed even more as you whipped your head around, hissing at Jimin to be quiet when there were so many people around you in the campus cafe. You feel as if you want to die as you see several hybrids around you look at the two of you amused, other looking over to where you sat in curiosity.

"Jimin, shut up! No, I didn't," you growl, whispering the second half so only he could hear while also sending daggers at the male who was obviously disappointed.

"Ah shucks, really? But you were definitely blushing. What happened, share with me your juicy story, my ears are open!" To emphasize his point, Jimin's feline ears popped back out, wiggling excitedly on his head.

You catch sight of his blonde tail as well, flickering behind him.

"Um... Well, I did meet some guys...."

"Guys? As in plural?" Jimin gasped as he leaned forward eagerly, his eyes shining, excited to hear some gossip.

You shyly nod, your fingers subconsciously playing with the wrapper of Jimin's straw, tying knots into the flimsy paper.

Jimin squeals at your confirmation, "Girl! Continue! I wanna hear it! What? Were they handsome?"

You scoff lightly, making said male shut up so he could listen to you. "Jimin, the word handsome doesn't even do them justice. You hear me rant about how unfair it is for hybrids to be so physically fit and how pretty they are all the time. But these guys... God, I swear Jesus himself was the one who created them. They were on a whole new level on the spectrum of hybrid beauty," you blush, your mouth drying up just as you remembered them.

Jimin gasps at your words, the blond man doesn't miss the way your eyes become slightly dazed as you pulled your bottom lip into your mouth, nibbling on the pink flesh.

"Oh, man! Why wasn't I there? I wanted to feast my eyes on gorgeous guys too!" The cat hybrid whines as he slumps in his chair.

You nod slowly, your lips tugging into a small smile, "If you were there, you would have made a fool out of yourself by drooling."

Jimin's sends you a bemused glare before motioning you to continue. You're more than happy to fill him in, sharing the information about how Jungkook had approached you and of course the way Taehyung stepped in when the female cat hybrid was a bitch.

Jimin's nose scrunched up at the info with distaste, "although I'm a cat hybrid myself, I despise female cat hybrids, they queen's really are bitchy. Ugh, queens."

You raise an eyebrow at the male, who suddenly looks slightly alarmed. "Um, well, I guess not all. Your roommate Jennie is nice," he awkwardly comments with a laugh. However, he's quick to change the discussion, sending you a sly grin. "So describe to me your prince in shining armor and of course, the guy who approached you first!"

You release a low groan in response and Jimin cackles, bending his body as his eyes turn to crescent moons of delight. You don't have to say much, Jimin already getting an idea with the way you act.

You literally close your eyes, racking your mind as you thought about the two gorgeous men you met last night.

Jungkook had been flirtatious, his eyes that gleamed in the dimly lit room so intense, thinking that you were at the end of it made you feel warm even now. And then there was Taehyung with his voice velvety smooth, his words soft yet having an intensity to it.

"What kind of hybrid did you say they were?" Jimin questioned as he gently mixed his almost empty cup, the condensation of the ice that surrounded the clear container dripping down his hand.

You pause, your eyebrows furrowing at his question. What kind of hybrid were they? At that moment you realize you hadn't thought about it last night because of how flustered you were. Now that you think about it though, the way they held themselves and the air around them reminded you of Jennie as well as Jimin.

Thinking about it with a clear mind, the physiology of them couldn't have been canine, they weren't rigid. They were more bowed, and fluid about their movements and they had some kind of slyness that were often seen in felines.

Looking at the specimen in front of you, you felt like you were looking in a mirror. The way their eyes narrowed like Jimin's felt so familiar. Yet, Jimin was far softer, more rounded than the both of them, more domestic. They were much more...wild. This made you doubt they were a domestic cat like Jennie or Jimin, especially with how much power and attention they were commanding with just their presence.

No, they were much more.

"They must've been some kind of wild, big cat," you trail off trying to find adjectives to describe them. The longer you thought about adjectives, the more salacious they became, and the more your pulse speed up as you thought about them.

At your words Jimin dramatically sighs, a dreamy look entering his eyes. "A big cat, huh? You know," he leans in, his eyes gleaming with mischief, "they're super intense in bed, hella dominant, yum."

You nose scrunched at the information, not really enjoying the mental image of Jimin in a possible scenario. You don't want to think about how he even knows this.

"I thought you liked canine hybrids better," you cough lowly, making the said male straighten his back.

"Well, I like experimenting," your friend cheekily grins, sending you a wink that you playfully pretend to slap away. "You definitely should too, boo. Those two were probably interested in you, you could have gotten laid."

Your roll your eyes and unattractively shove the rest of the muffin you've been nibbling on into your mouth. "Like hell, they were. Look at me, they could have anyone they wanted in their club, they wouldn't pick ol' human me," you laugh humorlessly, crumbles of muffins falling out in the process as you point your finger to yourself.

Jimin scowls at your words as he points to your chest than pushes his chair back so he could look under the table.

"Please, I'm super gay, but I'd want to have a threesome with you and another guy. And I'm sure I've said this before, but I think vaginas are super scary looking. But like, have you looked at your ass? Fuck, that's thick with the two 'c' emphasized. I'd push back my fear just for you," Jimin good-heartedly comments, successfully making you giggle.

"Aw, thanks baby, I'd have a threesome with you too," you joking laugh, shaking your head. Like hell, you'll even get the chance to have a threesome in your life.

You still genuinely feel guilty about not showing up to the lab on Friday, especially since Jimin was more than happy to give you the results of the lab, sending you the pictures of the report over the weekend. So you grab a coffee for the both you on Monday before the 8 AM you share together.

You're light on your feet, entering the large lecture hall a few minutes before class began, quickly spotting Jimin's blonde mop of hair on the third row down from the back, saving a seat for you like always. You take a seat as you push the steaming hot beverage his way, the ragdoll hybrid's eyes lighting up at sight.

"Aw, thanks, sweet cheeks. I needed this." True to his words, Jimin does look like he needs some caffeine in his system, the circles under his eyes visible. He happily takes a sip of the beverage, a pleased hum escaping his plush lips.

"Stayed up late?"

He responds to your question with a hum, his eyes closed as he savored his drink, "yeah. I'm was having a back and forth email conversation with the company that offered to give me an internship starting winter break. Been stressed about it."

Hearing his words, your own stress level spikes for a moment knowing you had to worry about finding a place that'll hire you as well. However, you quickly calm down, remembering the conversation you had with Professor Kim last week. Seokjin had promised you that he'll help you look for a place seeing as you were his TA as well as one of his long-term students that he's gotten to know over the last few years.

"Yikes, hope everything's sorting out for you, Jiminie," you comment, settling down in your seat as you pull out your binder and pen, preparing for the lecture.

Seconds later, you see Professor Kim entering the room, a bright smile across his face. As he scans the large lecture hall, his eyes meet you for a split second, the man nodding at you in greeting, you returning it with a smile.

"You know, he's pretty attractive for a professor at our school," Jimin whispers as your professor begins the lesson of the day, "isn't he like in his thirties?"

"He's thirty-four and happily married," you dryly comment, your eyes not lifting up from your paper as you jolt down neat notes. "And really happily married I might add, so you don't try to snatch him up. Seokjin was telling me his wife was going to be expecting their first child soon."

Jimin sighs, placing a hand on his cheek. "All the good men are either already taken or are straight."

Your face twists as you think about his words, tempted to rebuke him and say that people often say the opposite to his last statement, but you hold your tongue deciding to ignore him to write more notes down.

Your friend beside you doesn't even have his notes out, his eyes tiredly drifting close ten minutes into the lecture. Your gaze shifts to him a couple of times, but you don't move to wake him up, not bothered by his tendency of falling asleep during morning lectures. You're more than happy to share your notes with him later, and you actually do enjoy Seokjin's class, especially since he shares his cheesy jokes once in a while. And you did owe Jimin one for what he did for you on Friday.

You don't bother lifting your head up from your paper and pen when you hear the door open at the back, thinking it was a student walking in late. You just continued to try to organize your words you're scribbling down, even ignoring everything as the class broke into low chatters, Seokjin's lecture stopping.

"Wow.... Will you look at that."

Hearing Jimin who was supposedly asleep speak is when you finally look up in confusion, your eyebrows furrowed.

You freeze, your mouth falling open as you see two males standing beside your professor, wearing clean suits as they speak to the older man.

"Fuck, they're hot as hell. Hey Y/N, don't you think so?" Jimin whispered, his voice slightly husky from sleep, his eyes moving to you. He had woken up when the class became a bit rowdy with whispers.

However, when he sees you with your head ducked, your body curled in a way that made you look as small as possible, he grows confused.

"Y/N?"

"Shhh! Jimin shut the fuck up," you hiss in panic, your hand moving to grasp his arm that he had closest to you, your fingers digging into the flesh, ignoring how the hybrid winced.

Jimin's confusion increases, his eyes moving to you in concern as he closed the distance between the two of you as you tug his arm.

"It's them, Jimin! Those two are the guys I told you about on Friday!" You literally hiss, your voice a few octaves higher than usual because of your panic.

It takes a moment for the cat hybrid to understand what you're saying. But when he does, Jimin's eyes widened before he's also ducking down so he could whisper. His eyes shine with the prospect of some drama. "Those fucking hotties in front are the guys you met at the bar?" He gasps in excitement, his plush lips stretching into a wide grin. "Holy fuck, when you did said they were attractive, I didn't think they were that hot. They're like panty-dropping hot. Well, at least boxer dropping hot for me. Fuck, I think I'm getting an erection."

You don't know if you should be disgusted by the information Jimin shares to you or already used to his blunt words about his sexuality. But you decide not to say anything as you peek up, letting your eyes wander over the two men who are currently speaking to Seokjin who doesn't look too pleased that his lecture got interrupted.

Fuck, seeing them in the room in full light of the classroom made you realize how fucking attractive they really were, especially since your mind was no longer clouded with alcohol. You gulp, swallowing down the lump in your throat, not knowing what to do.

You mentally wondered if you kept your head down like this, they wouldn't notice you. Hopefully, they didn't see you when they first walked in. You flushed at the thought of them even remembering you, seeing as you had run out on them during your conversation.

"Hey Y/N, when I said I'll have a threesome with you on Friday, I actually meant a foursome," Jimin whispered, his lips stretching into a mischievous smile.

"Jimin," you gasp at his words, sending him a soft slap against his thighs, making him giggle giddily into his hand, the male's shoulders shaking.

Your head snaps up before you're quick to duck down once again, returning to your previous position when you hear Seokjin cough.

"Sorry, class. A change of plans for today. You're dismissed forty minutes early, I need to take care of this. Make sure you read over the next chapter before you come in on Wednesday," Seokjin speaks into his microphone, the sound of shuffling papers and chattering immediately beginning as students eagerly packed up to leave.

You and Jimin do the same, you're more than eager to slip out of the room when more people hopefully block your form.

"Oh, Y/N. Can you please stay behind, I have some things to discuss with you."

You freeze, your blood running cold as you hear your name. Even Jimin looks a bit taken aback, your friend sending you a look of confusion along with concern as he sees the blood drain out of your face.

You must have looked like a deer caught in headlights as you stand there with a look of alarm on your face as you're frozen mid-action of stuffing your binder into your bag.

"Ooh, okay, you better invite me to that foursome I was talking about. I want the details later, baby girl," Jimin cackles as he plants a wet kiss to your cheek before skipping out of the room, merrily sending you a wave and a wink.

You swallow thickly as the class becomes empty, you left alone with three males looking at you expectantly.

Well fuck.

"Y/L/N Y/N...." Taehyung eyed the school ID in front of him with a smile as he sat in his office on Sunday evening. The ID itself had been tucked into a small rubber pocket attached to the back of your phone case along with a credit card. He eyed the smiling image of your ID. However, he looked away from it as the door opened, revealing a dark-haired male who greeted him with a wide grin.

"Hey Hyung," Jungkook sang out as he pulled out a chair, plopping down with a smile spread across his handsome face.

Taehyung raised an eyebrow at the younger male, waiting for Jungkook to speak the information he wanted to hear. Jungkook only returns his glance with a cheeky grin, seeming to want to test his friend's patience. It doesn't take Taehyung long to grow slightly annoyed, a low grumble rumbling from his chest.

Jungkook returns it with his own playful growl that Taehyung doesn't mind. However, the younger man seemed like he had enough of his fun, growing slightly more serious. "I contacted the University, and they were more than happy to provide us with her information. I made sure to send them another large donation," Jungkook nonchalantly comments as he leans forward, placing his elbows on his knee.

Taehyung hums, motioning the man to continue with interest gleaming in his dark orbs.

"Human, twenty-two-years-old studying hybrid medicine. Her profile said she trying to get specialized training to become a pediatrician," Jungkook recites what he had learned, pulling out his phone to forward the report he collected to Taehyung through email.

Jungkook pauses for a second, looking up to meet Taehyung's questioning gaze with a wide grin that confused the older man for a split second. "And guess who she has as a professor at her university," the dark-haired man sang, his dark orbs flickering with amusement and mischief.

Taehyung stops, his eyebrows knitting for a second before he scowled lightly, rolling his eyes in realization. "Jin? Really? She's a student of my brother?" He comments, knowing that his older brother Seokjin was the only person he personally knew was a staff member at the university.

Jungkook snickers as he nods, "looking at her profile, she's been one of his students since freshman year. She was also in his research team until last semester for the medicine study he published recently about hiding hybrid features."

Taehyung runs a hand through his dark mane of hair before his eyes fell on the iPhone on his desk. He reaches for it, his fingers swiping across the screen, efficiently unlocking it.

On Thursday night, when he and Jungkook first found the phone, Taehyung was surprised that there still were people who didn't have a password on their device. At the same time, he found it fitting that you were naive enough to keep it unlocked and that just proved to him that you probably had nothing to hide.

Although he felt slightly guilty, both Jungkook and he had the pleasure of going through your photos, looking through the moments you've captured. It doesn't take long for both males to realize you barely have any pictures of yourself, your albums filled with scenery and photos of people he assumes are your friends. But the handful of images they do find of you are breathtaking.

"So what's the plan?"

Taehyung grins as he looks up, his eyes shining mischievously.

"We'll go see her tomorrow."

Although Jungkook was mildly annoyed he had to sit through the meeting with the university president, his stomach was bubbling with excitement. Taehyung looked as equally unimpressed but kept a professional smile on his face as the older man who ran the university thanked both of them over the large donation they gave.

"You won't mind us exploring around campus, right? We'll like to see where the money is going to go and see how it'll help the future students," Jungkook questioned as he got up to his feet, immediately jumping up at the opportunity when there was a pause in the conversation.

"Oh! Of course, let me immediately grab my assistant who'll guide you—"

"We'll be fine. We would like to visit my brother anyways, I know where he's at," Taehyung cut the man off as he too stood up, adjusting his light collared shirt, so it was still tucked into his slacks.

The university president, a jumpy mouse hybrid gulped nervously, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping the perspiration that was dripping down his face. Jungkook and Taehyung held in a chuckle, finding it amusing how their animal counterpart made the older man who was easily twice their age shake in his own pants, barely even able to hold eye contact for five seconds.

The mouse hybrid climbed up to his feet to shake hands with the two men. "O-Of course! I once again thank you for the generous donation. It's such an honor having you two coming to our school and showing support to our community for hybrid studies," the man blabbered, his cheeks flushed out of nervousness.

"Yes, we expect many good things from your students in the future to help our hybrid community," Jungkook nods, "we were actually thinking of looking for interns today," he slyly adds, knowing there was no way the hybrid in front of him would have an idea what he and Taehyung were planning.

Taehyung nods in agreement, adjusting the cuff of his dress shirt, "which is why we'll have to excuse ourselves. I was thinking of asking my older brother if he knows anyone good for our company."

When the two hybrids were finally out of the office, the two males didn't even share a word as they walked through campus heading to the building they knew Taehyung's brother was lecturing. Jungkook eyed his Rolex watch, looking at the time in concern. However, he relaxed slightly as he saw that it was only ten minutes past eight, and Seokjin was definitely still lecturing.

Neither Jungkook and Taehyung seemed to care as they brought attention to themselves as they walked through crowds of students who watched the two walk past them in awe. Many heads turned, some males cowering because they knew their dominance level didn't match theirs' while female's watched with their eyes shining with hope and interest.

Their expression didn't change even as they walked into the classroom that Seokjin lectured in, students beginning to notice their sudden presence. Neither hybrid males turned their heads as the wave of pheromones released by female hybrids in the room hit them, not seeming to care what their presence caused. Instead, their nose picked up a familiar sweet human scent, their eyes somehow immediately finding you among the large classroom of students.

Seokjin who noticed them enter frowned, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, seeing the two familiar men in his classroom that obviously didn't belong there. No, they should have been in their respective offices by this time, not at a University that taught young adults.

Taehyung flashed an easy-going smile at his brother as he raised his hand in greeting, Seokjin returning it with a cock of his head, his attractive feature laced with confusion.

"What are you two doing here? Don't you have to work?" Seokjin questioned as the two men reached him. The professor's eyes briefly shifted to his class, noticing that they were all watching in interest.

Taehyung grinned as he nodded, a youthful look appearing on his face as he faced his adopted, human older brother. "We are here for work. We wanted to talk to you for a bit. We're actually looking for an intern."

A look of surprise appeared in the older man's expression, his eyebrows raising up in effect. Taehyung and Jungkook looking for an intern? It confused Seokjin. In the past, when Seokjin asked both of them about it, they had plain out refused claiming they weren't looking for one, especially if they didn't have experience and could mess up their business.

While some things were nagging Seokjin at the back of his mind at his younger brother and his friend's weird action, the man didn't question it, Seokjin knowing that both younger males had a tendency of doing some things without much thought.

While Taehyung and Seokjin were speaking to each other, Jungkook discretely eyed you where you sat. You hadn't lifted your head up yet, looking to be focused on writing something down in your notebook, too distracted with your work.

He found it cute how you were clueless to everything around you, especially since the room had the thick smell of hybrids pheromones that your human senses couldn't pick up. Everyone else in the room seemed either stiff or dazed, some hybrids covering their nose and mouth while other relished on how thick the atmosphere in the room was becoming.

"I say you should dismiss the class, hyung. Before someone lose control of their hormones," Jungkook teasingly moved his attention to Seokjin who suddenly became alarmed, his eyes rounding as his eyes snapped to his students. "I'm surprised someone hasn't become feral yet with the number of pheromones. It's thick as perfume," Jungkook adds, watching, his eyes dancing in amusement much to Seokjin's annoyance.

The older male sends accusing glares at the two younger men in front of him in anger, "fuck, this is your fault you two. You should know by now how your presence affects horny college kids," Seokjin grumbled as he picked up his microphone he had placed down when they first arrived.

Jungkook's eyes moved back to you, his eyes briefly narrowing when he sees you now whispering to the male that sits beside you, your head ducked. He holds in a chuckle, realizing that you must have looked up when he wasn't paying attention. But Jungkook's lips thin to displeasure as he sees the man beside you was now sitting closer to you as he whispered something into your ear.

"Sorry, class. A change of plans for today. You're dismissed forty minutes early, I need to take care of this. Make sure you read over the next chapter before you come in on Wednesday," Seokjin speaks into his microphone, still sending his glare to his younger brother and his friend, looking slightly ticked.

Now Taehyung has a chance to look at you. He sees you trying to stuff everything in your bag as fast as possible, obviously struggling with how flustered you looked. He, however, can't stop from raising an eyebrow up when he sees that the young man that's accompanying you looked familiar. It takes a couple more seconds of observing him for Taehyung to recognize him as one of the people you photographed on your phone.

"Oh, Y/N. Can you please stay behind, I have something to discuss with you."

All three males watched as your head snapped up, your mouth parting in surprise as your name was called. Taehyung and Jungkook can't help the way their lips twitch as your eyes widened, your cheeks slowly turning a rose pink as you noticed their gaze on yourself.

However, Jungkook and Taehyung also freeze as the male beside you places a kiss on your cheek before skipping out of the room. Jungkook can't help but grit his teeth, Taehyung's lips forming into a small scowl.

But they were quick to relax as you timidly approached them, your eyes wavering slightly as they watched you, with a predatory gleam in their eyes.

"Y/N," Seokjin greets you with a bright smile, the annoyance he was feeling moments ago replaced with a friendly smile that you returned shakily. However, your eyes nervously shift to the two males beside him, many questions in your eyes.

You duck your head a bit, your shoulders slumping before meeting the older man's eyes with a wry smile. "Hi, Seokjin. Did you need me for something?" You questioned, becoming a bit bolder as you faced your professor you've gotten to know over the last few years. Close enough that the said man had even invited you to his house the previous Christmas to have dinner with him and his wife, Jisoo. And much to his dismay, his wife just loved the younger girl, even exchanging numbers with you and frequently exchanging texts to the point where she ignored him, her own husband.

Seokjin nods as he frowns a bit, "actually yes, although I did have to discuss some personal matters with you because Jisoo won't stop asking me about you, something more important came up. But I'll talk to you about my wife later through email. I want to introduce you to these knuckleheads who might be just the people you might be looking for."

Your heart stutters, your eyes widening as you wondering how the hell did your professor know you were secretly fantasizing about the two men? What the actual fuck?

"Remember me telling you that I'll help you look for an internship? Believe it or not, these two are CEOs. I'm sure you know of Kim Medical Center for Hybrids and Jeon Institute for Hybrid Medicine?"

Hearing the older man's words, you immediately calm down, your accelerating heart slowing down as you realize he didn't mean what you had thought. You feel somewhat embarrassed at your own thoughts, but you quickly forget about it when what he said sunk in.

Kim Medical Center for Hybrids and Jeon Institute for Hybrid Medicine...?

Jungkook grins as he steps forward, seeing your eyes widened slowly. "Hello, love, my name is Jeon Jungkook, but I think you know that already?"

"And I'm Kim Taehyung," Taehyung also stepping closer to you, making you suck in a quick breath that doesn't go unnoticed by the two hybrid's ears.

"H-Hello..." You manage to stutter, already feeling light-headed by their presence being so close. You feel self-conscious, your arms wrapping around your body, hugging it.

Seokjin who watched the interaction between the three of you looked slightly confused. But he doesn't see it too unusual, knowing about his brother and friend's flirty tendencies. He, however, is somewhat stuck over the fact what Jungkook said but decides not to question it.

"These two are looking for an intern, and the first name that came to my mind was yours. Boys, this is Y/L/N Y/N. I've had the pleasure of being one of her professors since her freshman year, and I can assure you she's a very hardworking individual. She greatly helped and was my main assistant for my research last year about how the variety of animal features in hybrids positively correlates to how strong their animal DNA is," Seokjin eyes you with a hint of pride in his brown orbs.

Your cheeks heat at the compliment, your lips curling into a small smile you can't seem to hide.

Jungkook and Taehyung who saw that also smiled.

"If you're saying that, I'm sure she does have the talent. By the way, are you sure you want to stay here? My offer about coming to my place for research is still open. We have all the equipment that you need there, and I'm sure we can provide more than this university," Jungkook questioned, his lips curling into a sly grin that makes Seokjin's eyes narrow. The younger man held in a snicker as Seokjin's nose flared, his lips shaping into a curl.

"Aish, you little cocky brat! Like hell, I am. Knowing you, you'll make me work like a slave to the point I won't be able to go home to my lovely wife! It's already a struggle as it is right now staying away from home when Jisoo's so close to the due date!" Seokjin scowls, however, his eyes hold a playful look as he shoves Jungkook who doesn't even budge at the contact.

As the two bickers, Taehyung looks at you with a smile spreading across his face. "Well, like Seokjin said, we are looking for an intern to work for us. And seeing as my older brother trust you, what do you think, Y/N?"

Your heart jumps as the tall man addresses you. At the same time, you're shocked about the information he revealed that Seokjin was his brother.

"You must be a bit confused seeing as I'm human," Seokjin joined in the conversation, sending a light glare at Jungkook who was snickering, "this guy right here is my little brother. I was adopted into his family before he was born," your professor explains as he points to the man beside you.

You silently nod, your eyes drifting to the two younger male for a split second before you dropped your gaze, your head ducking subconsciously.

Taehyung releases an appreciative rumble from his chest, it going unnoticed by Seokjin who was now organizing and collecting his stuff. Jungkook, on the other hand, gave his friend a knowing look, the corner of his lips tugging up. He had also seen your action, his pupils subconsciously dilating as a wave of his hormones entered the air. He almost felt disappointed that you wouldn't be able to notice it with your human senses, but he was positive if he got a bit closer, your body would subconsciously react to it.

"Well, Y/N, we would love to get to know you a little more and see if you do fit for the position as our intern," Taehyung smoothly states as he looks down at you as you fidgeted where you stood.

You suck in a quick breath, mentally screaming to yourself to straighten up your acts, pushing away your insecurity and shyness for a moment. What Jungkook and Taehyung were offering was a once in a lifetime chance. You were aware that it was nearly unimaginable for either of their companies to provide internships. You've heard rumors in the past, many students before you had reached out to the company in hopes of getting experiences with them.

But it seemed neither Jeon or Kim was interested in college students, straight out refusing all internship requests.

"Why don't you have Y/N show you around the school?" Seokjin questioned as he took his files into his arms, one of his hand carrying a coffee cup.

Your head snapped up at your Professor in alarm, your eyes wide as your lips part.

What was he—?!

Seokjin seemed clueless to your panic as his eyebrows knitted in concentration as he juggled with his belongings. "Seeing as I canceled the rest of class, you should be open right now, right, Y/N? I would show them around campus myself, but I have to finish grading the midterms for the other class," the professor cursed as a paper fell out, fluttering to the floor much to his frustration.

If the man hadn't been distracted, with one look of you your face, he would have noticed the expression of horror that was painted on your face. However, he hadn't, sending a stink eye at Jungkook who picked up his fallen object in a teasing manner.

"Would that be okay, Y/N?"

You swallowed, your mouth suddenly feeling like the Sahara desert as you see how close Taehyung is to you. The man was only a couple of inches away, his eyes peering into your face with his eyes holding an intensity that made you want to run away.

"I—I um, if that's okay with you two..." You're able to squeak out barely holding onto the eye contact with Taehyung before your confidence slipped away.

"Perfect! I trust you with these two kids! I'll send you an email about Jisoo by the way, she wants you coming over for dinner soon. She says I'm too boring," Seokjin scowls slightly, but you see the teasing look in his eyes. He turns his attention to the two boys, his gaze stern with his lips tugged down, "behave," he muttered before scurrying off, luckily not dropping anything he held.

As the man disappears through the door, the heavy feeling of realization drops onto you.

You're alone with two attractive men.

The men you actually had the nerve of running away from last Friday.

Holy shi—

"It's quite a small world, don't you think, sweetheart?"

You take in a shaky breath as you see Jungkook eyeing you with a teasing smirk on his face, his feline-like eyes gleaming mischievously as he watched you squirm.

"Um, y-yes it seems to be so," you breathily laugh, it sounding shaky to your own ears.

"I say it's destiny," you gasp at the light touch you feel on your lower back, your head shooting up to have your eyes meet with Taehyung who had placed his hand there. The man smiles at you, flashing his pearly whites, your eyes finding his canine teeth that looked slightly sharper than what humans would be.

Jungkook holds in a snort, knowing there was no play in destiny with your "miracle" reunion.

"So, how about you show us that we were talking about, Angel?" Taehyung questioned, one of his eyebrows raised in amusement as he noticed that you stare into his face with a dazed look.

"A-Ah, yes, sir... Where w-would you like to see firs—"

Taehyung cuts you off as he places his finger on your lips, gently brushing the soft flesh. "Call me Taehyung, I'm not one to have people call me sir. Although that's not the case for Jungkook," something flashes in Taehyung's eyes as he shifts his gaze to the dark-haired man in a playful manner.

In response, Jungkook rolls his eyes, his lips twitching upwards for a split second before his gaze moves to you. "No, it's fine. I'll like Y/N to call me Jungkook."

You stiffly nod in understanding, still frozen under Taehyung's touch, not knowing what to do seeing how close the tall man was.

Eventually, Taehyung pulls away because of the look he receives from the younger male hybrid. However, he sneakily runs his wrist near your neck, rubbing his scent onto your skin. His action doesn't go unnoticed by Jungkook, the man humming in approval, deciding he'll have to find a way to discreetly rub his own scent on you when he sees a chance.

"S-So... Is there somewhere you would like to see....?" You try to question again, the colder breeze of the fall blowing your hair out of your face.

"The pond," Taehyung mutters, his eyes lighting up, "I've read and heard that the school pond is surrounded by maple trees and during the season the leaves are beautiful. I would like to see that."

You immediately know what Taehyung is talking about, seeing as the lake was the go-to place for students to take pictures during this season.

"If that's the case, it's not too far. It's within walking distance, so we don't have to take the campus bus," you reply, suddenly gaining enough attention to speak with the two men without stuttering.

Jungkook smirked, noticing the slight change as he nods. "Well, lead the way sweetheart."

You're blushing again with his words but nod, hooking your bag over your shoulder as you walk with the two attractive men through campus. It doesn't take an idiot to know that the two hybrids gathered attention, especially because of how they're dressed.

Your gaze discreetly shifts to Taehyung's light blue dress shirt, eyeing Gucci's famous kingsnake design that coils around the collar. You honestly didn't understand how he was able to look casual in a shirt that probably cost more than half a grand.

Then you looked at Jungkook. While he was dressed a bit more than Taehyung, he still was able to blend in walking through the crowd of college students who were running on caffeine. Perhaps it's because of how young he looked. You were almost positive that the jacket he was wearing was from Saint Laurent. And even if he wasn't, looking at his watch on his wrist, you knew that the accessory itself was more than what your bank held at the moment.

To say it simply, you stuck out like a sore thumb as you walked beside the two men, students gawking as the three of you walked by. And you did your best to ignore the judging gazes, your head ducked as you avoided making any direct eye contact.

Your concern made you utterly clueless to the way the two hybrids gazed at your back, their eyes following the sway of your hips. Jungkook licked his lips, his eyes trained on your thighs while Taehyung watched the movement of your ass in fascination, almost tempted to squeeze it.

He, of course, doesn't for obvious reasons.

"Jungkook, Taehyung....?"

Both men snapped out of their daze, looking up at your confused face with a smile, nodding at you in question.

"We're here...." You explain, watching as you see the eyes of both men light up in realization, looking at the red and orange leaves around the three of you. Perhaps it's the cold weather that keeps the students away, the area that's usually infested by student quite empty.

"Here, let's go sit by that empty table. We want to have a conversation with you, Y/N," Taehyung began, taking hold of your hand much to your astonishment and leading you to one of the campus tables.

While the two men are quick to sit down, you hesitate for a split second before you do, sitting across from the two men.

"Um..."

"Tell us about yourself Y/N," Jungkook begins, sending you a reassuring look. "Age, hobby, dreams, and goals. Simple things like that."

You nod stiffly, playing with your fingers under the table, feeling somewhat uneasy under the two attractive men's gaze. "I'm twenty-two-years-old, and I'm currently studying Hybrid medicine..." You begin, lifting your eyes once, blushing as you see the two men gazing at you intensely. "I-uh enjoy staying home and reading in bed. And I would like to go into pediatric medicine one day for Hybrids...."

"Why hybrids, if I may ask?" Taehyung questioned, genuinely looking interested in your answers.

"When I was young, I was adopted into an otter hybrid home," you admit, the information not something you hid, "growing up in my adopted mother and father's household, I was the eldest, surrounded by all my younger siblings. And over time, I believe I've become very good at interacting with children like second nature, and I wish I could do everything in my power to help hybrid children if they are sick..." You shyly share, a small smile spreading across your face as you imagined your large family of river otter hybrids, five younger siblings and your mother and father. Your heart twinge a slight bit as you think of them, greatly missing them with just a thought of them.

"I see, that's very noble of you, Y/N," Jungkook smiles, the corner of his eyes crinkling. "And it seems like our age is closer than what I assumed. I'm twenty-four and hyung is twenty-six."

Hearing the information, you can't help but be shocked. You had first thought they looked extremely young to already be CEO's of their own business, but they actually were young, only being a couple years older than yourself.

"So, Y/N, while I would really like to talk about the possibility of you being an intern for us both, there's something I'll like to bring up," Taehyung began, your back subconsciously straightening thinking he was going to share important information with you.

"Did you lose a phone?"

Your expression fell, not expecting a question as simple as that. You had thought he was going to ask about your experience and other internship-related question. Not about your lost phone...

Your phone....!

"I-I actually did!" You gasp, your eyes widening, suddenly remembering that you had lost it at the club. His, their club.

Taehyung hums, flashing you a smile, his sharp canine teeth becoming visible pressing against his lips. "So I was right to think the phone I found at the bar counter was yours!"

You blushed, nodding shamefully. "I was sure that someone would have picked it up and ran off with it, so I didn't bother going to check if it was found," you admit, half telling the truth and half lying. You also didn't want to risk having to meet the handsome club owners, making a fool out of yourself, something you were positive you were already doing.

"I see, if I knew we were going to meet up like this, I would have brought it with me," Taehyung smoothly lies with a sad frown, the man seeing Jungkook roll his eyes at the corner of his eyes.

You, on the other hand, is clueless, shaking your head wildly while waving your hands in front of you. "N-No! You surely wouldn't have known we'll meet like this again. There's no way you would have known to bring my phone," you assured with your eyes round with concern, thinking the man in front of you was upset at his mistake.

"Well, this makes it perfect actually," Jungkook speaks up, inwardly growling in approval as your gaze shift to him. "Taehyung and I like to get to know our interns on a better term before hiring. We were thinking about inviting you out to dinner tonight where we can talk more, and we can bring your lost phone back to you then as well," Jungkook smoothly explained.

"Yes!" Taehyung clapped his hand with a brilliant smile, "that's perfect! And it'll be a perfect way to make it up to Y/N for last Thursday's event she sadly experienced at our club."

You swallowed, your eyes wide as you realized the two men were quickly making plans without your approval. "I-uh... That won't be necessary, Taehyung! I was totally okay on Thursday, there's no need for you to make it up or apologize," you try to explain, however, you're quick to shut your mouth at the dark look the man gives you as he frowns in disapproval.

"Angel," you swallow thickly as Taehyung growls lowly, the hair on your arms standing up at the way the vibration of his voice hits your ears. "Please don't deny my apology. I'll like to say sorry..."

"But... it wasn't you...."

"Angel..."

You can't help but look away, almost feeling like you were getting a scolding from the man with the tone he used.

"I-Okay.... I-I guess dinner would sound nice...." You weakly stuttered, agreeing to the dinner under the intense gaze of the two men.

"Great! Tonight then!" Jungkook grinned, his eyes gleaming with glee as he and Taehyung discreetly had a short conversation with their eyes.

You closed your eyes, already feeling your knees shake thinking about tonight.