After a moment or two of decompressing in Yoongi's arms a soft knock on the door sounded. You strained your nose and picked up on the faint smell of the tall man that'd brought you the food earlier, the one that'd left to wrangle the dog hybrid. Your narrowed eyes watched as the door handle turned and the man slipped inside, shooting you an apologetic smile.

"Hello, I'm Seokjin. I'm sorry about Taehyung, he's just really happy that you're here and safe. He's worried about you you know, he wants to apologize for making you cry, but we won't let him in here if you're not ready. For right now we just want you to be comfortable."

Seokjin reached for the tray of fruits that still sat at the end of the bed, sitting in its place and poking one of the slices of cantaloupe that he'd prepared onto the fork. Yoongi turned you around in his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist and nestling his head into the crook of your neck so that you still felt him there. Seokjin extended the fork so that you could eat off of the end of it, smiling when you cautiously bit the fruit off of the silverware.

"Is it good?"

You chewed the melon, flavors exploding on your taste buds for the first time in days. Even if it hadn't been as amazing as it was, it was food, that was all you needed.

You nodded, cupping your hands when Seokjin held out a grape. he dropped it into your hands and you took a tentative bite, puckering your lips and squinting your eyes shut.

Seokjin laughed, the sound reminding you of a window-washer, handing you another slice of cantaloupe, "Was it too sour? Green grapes are sour, so are green apples. If you don't like sour we can leave those alone. Just sweet?"

You nodded, leaving the half of the grape on the side of the plate. Seokjin fed you a peanut next, from a different bowl. It was yummy. You liked peanuts. 

"So, are you a fox hybrid?"

Your eyes darted to meet Seokjin's kind ones, your head nodding and your fluffy ears bouncing. He smiled, gently asking permission before reaching up to run a hand over one of them. It twitched under his fingers and he took it between his fingers, rubbing the tip and massaging it. Your eyes slipped closed and you leaned forwards, nearly toppling out of Yoongi's lap with how far you were leaning. Both men chuckled, the older reaching out to beckon you into his lap. You hesitated for a moment, nuzzling your nose into Yoongi's cheek in thanks before crossing the bed, curling up in Seokjin's lap. Now both of his hands came up to stroke over both of your ears, the happiness that you felt from being pet almost worth more than the food that you'd been given. 

"Alright, so you're a fox, what's your name love?"

"Y/N." The word came out slightly slurred as you were nearly asleep from the pleasure you were receiving from Jin's pets.

Another knock on the door sounded, just as soft as Seokjin's, but your heart leapt in your chest out of fear, you could smell the dog hybrid from earlier. It wasn't the primary scent, but his scent was there. Yoongi stood, cracking open the door and quickly letting the, it was a big cat hybrid, inside. A tiger from the looks of the ears and tail. You also avoided eye contact with this one, another predator that you didn't want to cross in a fight.

"Jimin, this is Y/N, she's a fox hybrid. Y/N, this is Jimin, he's a tiger hybrid. He's much calmer than Taehyung, I swear." You heard the smile in Yoongi's voice even if you didn't see it, you knew that whoever Jimin was, that he and Yoongi were close.

The bed dipped with two weights, the closest of which being the tiger who reeked of dog. You peeked an eye open, surveying the tiger hybrid's outfit, hair, and lower face, but not daring to look anywhere near his eyes.

"W-Why do you smell like the dog?" Your voice was weary and tired, two things that made Yoongi's heart clench when added to your previous state. You needed help.

Jimin only smiled at your question, eyes morphing into little crescent moons that you barely caught sight of. 

"I was in his room just a second ago, he was crying a little bit, he's worried about you. He needed a hug." You focused your gaze on Jimin's striped tail that was flicking around behind him. You were especially weary around big cat hybrids, your master had owned a panther hybrid before, and she was vicious. She was the cause of almost half of your misery. It was the main reason you didn't risk looking Jimin in the eyes.

He saw this, frowning and dipping his head down to meet your eyes. Yours widened, averting to the blanket beneath you. He sighed, reaching forwards to rest a hand on your arm.

"You can look me in the eyes y'know. I won't get upset. I like it better when people do."

A whimper escaped your throat, "What if you're lyin'? What if I do and then you hurt me?"

"I won't, I promise! I'm nice. It's okay if you don't want to right now, but I swear I won't lash out."

You nodded, though keeping your gaze fixed onto the fluffy comforter beneath you.

"Y/N, we gave you a bit of a bath last night, just to figure out where your injuries were and how to clean them, but how about we take a real one right now? Wash your hair and body? You can wash your body if you don't want us doing it."

You were thankful for Seokjin's proposal as it broke the awkward silence in the room, slowly uncurling yourself from his chest and reluctantly letting his hand fall from your head. Yoongi stood, taking your hand and leading you to the door. 

"I got it guys, I'll help her wash her hair, then I'll let her wash her own body. Would one of you just grab me some towels?"

Jimin nodded, rushing off down the hall and coming back with two large fluffy towels. You saw the smile on his face, glancing into his eyes for only a second before averting your gaze and following Yoongi into the bathroom.

"Okay Y/N, bath time."