Alright, bare with me. Not everything is bad. Not everything, but some.....

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Seokjin sat at the table staring into nothingness, trying to think. When he got Yoongi's text, fear and uncertainty filled him.

Snowflake

I need you to bring it back.

My parents want to see it.

Seokjin didn't know what ticked him off more. Yoongi calling Namjoon an 'it', or his parents wanting to see him. What are they planning? They know he's their son's mate, so why do they need to meet him?

Seokjin knew the answer, they just want to scare the poor human into submission and obedience.

"Alrighty, here's to your last breakfast with us, Joonie. I made the little food you were able to favorite." Hoseok said as he placed the plates full of food in front of the two sitting people.

Namjoon smiled wide. He loved the food he's been eating, it's so much that his stomach had started to grow. Him being outside also tanned his skin so he looks much healthier now. It was sad knowing he may not feel this way for a while, maybe even forever.

Seokjin and Hoseok watched as Namjoon ate three plates of breakfast. They didn't have the heart to stop him but they were able to slow him down from choking. "Hey, it's ok Joonie. I'm sure Jinnie hyung will find a way to bring you back here often. Maybe."

Namjoon finished drinking his chocolate milk and smiled. "Finished!" He exclaimed. The couple smiled. "That's good." Seokjin checked the time. "I think it's time to get you to Yoongi. Do you remember your fake name?"

Namjoon nods. "Koya!" Hoseok nods. "Remember to answer to that with Yoongi and other hybrids."

The two were glad that they didn't have to re-teach him to keep his collar on, since Yoongi gave it to him, he never took it off, except for bath time.

"Alright, let's get moving."

The ride back to Seoul was quite short for Seokjin, but in reality it took almost two hours to get there and once they were, he couldn't help but wish for the time back. "This is Yoongi's office building. I'm not supposed to tell you this, but you will be meeting his parents. Whatever you do just stay quiet and keep your head down unless they say you can look at them. Ok?"

Namjoon nods. Seokjin then leaves the car and opens the back door to let Namjoon out, the male lands on his hands and knees and ran up ahead to the building's door, they were parked in the parking garage. Seokjin smiles. Hoseok also jumped out of the car but he stayed on his two legs.

The elevator ride was long with Namjoon sitting down pet style, Seokjin sent a quick text to Yoongi to notify their presence.

We just got in the elevator. We're heading up, so be ready.

Snowflake

Thanks. What is going on with it?

My string is like a pink shade

I don't know. Maybe it means he's in love.

Or he could be happy. I'm not the one mated to a human. Maybe you should note all the colors and their meanings when you get the chance.

Snowflake

Too much to write about for something I have zero fucks for

Seokjin decided not to answer back when the doors opened. Namjoon waited for Seokjin to leave the elevator first followed by Hoseok. When they were granted permission to enter Yoongi's office by the secretary, they were met with Yoongi standing by the window and his parents sitting in his resting area.

Namjoon kept his head down like he was warned. Seokjin continued to walk towards Yoongi but stopped midway to bow down to his superiors. Yoongi hugged Seokjin and whispered in his ears, saying his thanks.

"It's nice to meet you again Seokjin, but we need to talk in private. I will see you at your photoshoot next week." Sunhee said, Seokjin took the hint and left. "Come on, Mang. Let's go." Once the two were gone, Namjoon felt the anxiety start to creep up on his body.

"So this is your mate?" A male voice boomed. Namjoon's body shook at the tone.

"It will seem so." Yoongi answered. He wasn't thrilled either. "Well, get him to speak. We must know what we are working with." Another voice spoke. It was smoother but still held the aggressiveness like the deep one.

A groan was heard before a hand gripped his chin, forcing Namjoon to look up at the hybrid. Yoongi.

"What is your name again?"

Namjoon smiled. "Na....Koya!"

Yoongi scoffed. "Stop being so happy, nothing good is coming to you."

"Koya, huh? Well, as expected, he is just a pet." The other male hybrid said. Namjoon noticed that the female had white ears and a tail but the other male had more of a grey color.

"Yeah? What do you want me to do about it, Appa? Give him the name of a hybrid?" Yoongi asked sarcastically.

"Oh gods no. A creature like that does not deserve the title of a hybrid. Your mother and I want him to be check to see if he is capable of carrying kits. The universe must have picked a human for a reason." Gyuseok said.

Yoongi scoffs again. "Yeah, who knows, maybe he'll give me kits with super powers." He said with an eye roll.

Sunhee walks towards the still smiling human. She puts her fingers to his mouth and starts to examine his teeth and body. "He seems strong. Of course, his flaws are showing. His ugly dark skin and fat stomach. A chuncky mate is not what I want for you son."

"Or an ugly one."

Namjoon had finally figured out that the two people were Yoongi's parents. They were saying hurtful words, yes, but he didn't really care at the moment. Mate? Who's his mate?

Getting the courage to ask, Namjoon spoke. "Mate?"

The three hybrids stopped talking to stare at the confused human. Yoongi's father bent down to stare at him and Namjoon almost smiled, when a hand connected to his left cheek. His body fell the short distance to the floor and onto his side.

"You stay silent!" Gyuseok yelled.

Yoongi watched the string change from pink to a flashing red. The brightness was almost blinding. He can tell the pet was not only hurting physically but also emotionally. The string fizzed up like a scared cat's tail. It was almost concerning......almost.

"I doubt he can get pregnant. He's not a hybrid." Yoongi spoke up. He didn't want to see the distressed string any longer. Yeah, the string.

"Just check, if that can't have kits, then your mother and I will have to figure something out."

Yoongi nods. "Fine, but make sure she looks...." He stares at his mate. "Better than him."

"Don't worry, she will. Hopefully a cat just like us." Sunhee said.

"Alright, we'll be on our way. Don't stay here too late." Gyuseok warns. Yoongi just chuckles in response. His father would always stay late when he owned the company full time, so it was kind of hypocritical. "Yeah, sure." He smiles.

Sunhee gave him a tight hug and a kiss to his forehead. Gyuseok even gave him a head rub. The two left, leaving the mated couple alone.

Namjoon watched the cat ignore him, now that it is quiet, he had time to think.

Am I as ugly as they say? He took a quick look under his shirt to see his stomach barely going over his shorts. My last owner thought I had a beautiful body, but I was hungry all the time. He continued to think about the words.

I need to get small again. Even my skin, it's too dark now.....

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Can Yoongi really love something that he considered a waste to hybrid money? I mean, he grew up with that mindset. Nothing changes over night.....

(That is what they looked like for the chapter, that includes the next future chapters. Of course, Joon's hair will always be black, no matter the pictures)