chapter twelve.

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"You didn't have too much fun, right? You didn't do the mating dance, the tango with no pants, the dirty-"

"Okay, Myung. I get it." Jungkook chuckled dryly. "No, we didn't."

Myung sighed heavily in relief, flicking her loose hair back behind her shoulder. She looked like she just won a marathon and was panting out in exhaustion because of all the running, which she obviously did not do.

"What if we did the mating dance, the tango with no pants, aggressive cuddling, boom boom, doinking-"

"Okay! Okay! Stop it with the terms. No, i-it'd be fine if you two doinked. But- its just that. Well, hybrids are fertile while in heat, and I don't want any little Jungkook's running around just yet. You are still a kid! For heckin' sake! You can't raise a kid when you aren't done being one yourself." Myung explained, crossing her arms. Jungkook's mouth dropped ajar.

"I think you two should forget about what happened between you. And Jungkook by help him, I meant- you know. Lay him down, open a window or something. Give him some water. Not doink. Or come close to it at least." Myung sighed and looked Jungkook in the eyes. "You're in for a treat now, Taehyung is only going to become more and more clingy and loyal towards you the more affection you give him."

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Myung was right, isnt she always? Taehyung was sitting on Jungkook's lap, facing him, his arms wrapped tightly around his owner's waist as his face squished on Jungkook's chest. Jungkook did not find it annoying, he found it cute. He was trying to beat Hoseok in a video game.

Taehyung had his tail wrapped around Jungkook's bicep, a sign of claiming and loyalty. Jungkook kinda liked the fact how Taehyung showed his purpose so bluntly, to be Jungkook's doinking buddy- companion I mean.

"Oh come on! One point!" Jungkook tensed because he had lost to Hoseok, who chuckled to himself. Jungkook felt the white tail around his bicep tighten. He looked down at Taehyung, he was fast asleep, chewing gently on Jungkook's t-shirt. Sure, maybe he should think thats gross or something, but not really.

"Rematch!" Hoseok called wildly.

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"Master?" Taehyung nibbled on Jungkook's shirt until a small wet patch formed on the white fabric.

"Mhm?"

"We have been sitting here for a long time, aren't you hungry?" He mumbles into the fabric, feeling Jungkook's hand slide down to support Taehyung's lower back.

"A little."

Taehyung quickly got off Jungkook and sprinted into the kitchen and called back as Jungkook laughed.

"I hope you like spaghetti!"