With Yoongi's pre-rut coming up any day now, Jin had told me that I needed to pay attention to his body signs, especially his temperature. Hybrids already run hotter than humans, but heats and ruts can increase that to borderline dangerous levels. I was to put Yoongi into a cold shower or bath if his temperature was too hot, and to feed him cold things like lots of ice and frozen treats.

So, to prepare, Yoongi and I were at the supermarket, loading up a trolley. As he pushed, I was throwing in healthy food we needed, plenty of snacks (both for his rut and to just have at home), and some special treats for us both. I made sure to get plenty of fresh salmon and chicken, along with tinned salmon and tuna – Yoongi's favourite sources of protein.

We were standing in the freezer section and looking at all the options available for hybrids in their ruts – I'd never known they had specific products available to buy for when hybrids went through their heats and ruts. I was overwhelmed seeing all the different options that had been specially developed by scientists, hybrid doctors and chefs; there were too many colours, too many choices since there's so many types of hybrids in the world.

Once again – like he had initially tried to do – Yoongi tried to reason with me that he didn't want me buying a lot for him. His main argument in this claim was that I had already spent a lot and he didn't want me to waste my money, that he could manage without them. I placed both hands on his chubby, pouting cheeks, looked deep into his golden eyes and told him that he could have anything he wanted; I would do whatever I could to make his ruts easier and less stressful.

"Would you want me to have things that makes my periods less painful or help with the cravings I get?" I asked him when he tried to decline again, to which he instantly said yes. "Why is this any different then?" I reasoned softly.

"Okay," he huffed, resigned that I had posed a good point.

We turned to peruse the selection, looking at both the general hybrid and the specialized housecat options; however, instead of being overwhelmed by examining the choices, I stood back and watched the man who had claimed my heart. Yoongi was like a child in a candy shop, excited because for the first time in his life, my mate was given complete choice over what he wanted; with every other home since he'd come of age, he was given whatever his owners chose, or the cheapest he could buy when he was fending for himself on the streets.

"Talking about your cycle," he said whilst looking at the options available, "have you remembered that you need to stop taking your birth control? Lisa said it will interact with the hybrid contraception and could potentially cause blood clots if you take them both."

That was the one downside of having a hybrid mate – human contraception wasn't compatible and if taken in conjunction with a hybrid contraception, serious health issues could arise. The other day, Lisa had popped into my office when Yoongi was visiting, and she told the both of us that I needed to stop taking my birth control before I started with the hybrid one. Even though I was a virgin before Yoongi, I was on the pill to regulate my cycle and to help with period pain.

"Uggghhh, yes," I grumbled, a pout and whine coming through my voice. Yoongi came over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist in a warm hug. "Honey, are you sure you want to be around me when I get my period?" I murmured into his chest. "I can be moody as fuck; I cry and I'm in a lot of pain."

Yoongi lifted my chin with a finger, kissed my nose, then my lips and whispered that he wouldn't dream of letting me suffer alone. "When will you get it?" he asked, manoeuvring us out of the way of people who wanted into the freezers.

"A few days after your rut," I answered, pulling away and motioning for him to make his choices. "Remind me to get some supplies, I'm running low."

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Two days later, Yoongi began his pre-rut. Through a combination of research and talking with the hybrids close to me, I learned that during pre-heat or pre-rut, hybrids' hormones were peaking, and it was during this time their bodies were getting ready to reproduce.

I'd seen many of these symptoms in Yoongi throughout the past couple of days, particularly the increased need to sleep and rest, mood swings, and he was eating much more so the body could store essential fuel.

I thought my PMS mood swings were bad, but Yoongi's are on a whole other level.

One minute he was so incredibly clingy and wanted to practically bathe in my scent with unlimited cuddles and kisses, but then the next he was crying over anything. The television ad of a hybrid with his human mate set him off sobbing uncontrollably this morning; it had taken a lot of kisses to settle him down and even then, the pout didn't leave his face until the next time his mood swung.

I could see why everyone strongly encouraged me to take the time off work during Yoongi's pre-rut – the hybrid cried and whined the entire time I was in the bathroom.

And I was only in there to pee!

Every time I got a little bit annoyed at how clingy my feline mate was, I remembered the call with Jin I had last night. "Yoongi's probably going to have a much more intense pre-rut and rut since you're now officially mated and your bond is sealed with his mark. Don't be surprised if he tries to be with you 24/7."

"Baby," I heard Yoongi call out through the house while I was working in the spare room, which I was using as my office since my old one had been converted into his studio. "Kitten, where are you?"

I'd hoped that I could have had just a few minutes to myself to go over the emails Bang Chan had sent me, but that wasn't the case when I felt the bed sink as a head dropped onto my shoulders and arms wrapped around my waist.

"I woke up and you were gone," he murmured in full pout mode. "Mmmm, you smell so good, Baby."

"Yoongi- Honey I promise we can cuddle in bed or on the couch soon, but can you please give me 10 minutes?" I was met with a long whine and the shaking of his head. I turned around to face him and Yoongi was quickly kneeling between my legs, peppering my face and neck with kisses. "Kitty, I love you and I promise I will give you 100% of my attention, plus all the kisses and ear scratches you want. But first, I really need to reply to this email."

"Can we watch movies all night and order takeout?" Yoongi asked cutely through a pout. "And have ice cream. A-and can you brush my hair the way I like?"

I smiled, wrapping my arms around his thin waist that had thankfully bulked out from the regular meals he was having. "We can do anything you like, my sweet Kitty."

"Hurry and finish those emails so we can get started!" he exclaimed, kissing me on the nose and reaching behind me to grab my laptop. "Though if you're not out on the couch in 10 minutes, I'm coming and dragging you out there whether you're finished or not."

I worked quickly and managed to get everything done in eight minutes. When I headed downstairs and into the lounge, I was met with the comfiest looking room – Yoongi had laid all our soft, fluffy blankets onto the floor in front of the crackling fire. There was also a bottle of red wine and two glasses on the table beside a plate of freshly cut up fruit and a bowl of chocolate sauce.

I couldn't believe that Yoongi had not only done this for me, but to get it done in eight minutes blew my mind. I jumped slightly as my mate pulled me into his chest from behind, his chuckling breaths tickling my neck as he laid kisses delicately onto my skin. I hadn't heard him come into the room.

"You like it, Baby?"

I moaned an agreement, too lost in his touch. Yoongi certainly knew what to do with his mouth and I loved the way he used it to show me how much he cared for me, whether it was through his kisses or him bringing me to screaming pleasure.

"Come on, Kitten, let's get comfortable. You owe me cuddles, kisses and scratches."

I allowed my mate to lead me to the blankets. Yoongi positioned me to snuggle into his side, our legs intertwined together. I took a sip of the wine I was given, the smooth, velvety taste lingering in my mouth after I swallowed. I much preferred a good red wine, particularly a nice Merlot with its softer taste, just like this one.

"I realised earlier today that we haven't had a real first date, so I wanted to rectify that," Yoongi spoke, looking at me with love in his eyes. "Here's to us, Baby." He lifted his glass and gently tapped it with mine, the soft clink melodically filling the air.

It wasn't the first date I had ever been on (that belonged to Joshua Grahame in the 10th grade...worst date of my life), but this certainly was the most romantic and loving one I'd had – not to mention it would be the last first date I'd ever have, and I was 150% okay with that.

Nothing could ever top this date anyway.