Unconditionally - Part 6
Genre: Werewolf! BTS, Supernatural, Romance, Fluff, Slight Angst, Smut
Pairing: Werewolf! BTS x Reader
Warnings: none in this chapter
Summary: Y/N’s life was far from normal. All seven of her childhood friends are werewolves who are very attached to her.
Authors Note: Here is part 6! It took me a bit to write this part. I had some major writing block but I pushed through! I hope you enjoy it!
Post Date: 9/21/18
The next morning you woke up feeling like your lady bits were going to fall out of your body. You sat up in bed, two wolves snoozing on either side of you. Your mind wandered over the events of last night. A blush crawled up your neck. It felt so surreal. You suddenly felt restless, so you crawled out of bed and exited the bedroom. Admittedly, you were walking funny. Almost like a cowboy with his legs spread too far apart. You walked into the kitchen and found it empty. Unknown tension slipped out of your shoulders. You had no idea how you would interact with the rest of the boys now.
You grabbed a cup of coffee and hobbled out onto the porch. Fresh dew sparkled on the grass blades while birds sang their morning songs. You sighed and watched steam swirl up from your mug. Your peace was shattered once you heard the sliding glass door open. It was Hobi, his hair sticking up at all angles, eyes puffy from sleep. He came over to the porch swing you were on and sat next to you.
“How come you got out of bed?” he asked, arms wrapping around you.
“I was up,” you said simply. Hobi kissed your cheek and rested his head on your shoulder.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
“Pretty sore actually,” you said. Roses bloomed on your cheeks.
“That was a lot for your first time,” Hoseok said. He pulled you to lay your back against his chest as he hugged you from behind. The only sounds that could be heard were woodpeckers pecking and birds chirping.
“How are you feeling?” you asked.
“Amazing,” he breathed. “I finally got to be with you…in that way.” You smiled shyly and kissed his arm while murmuring his name. His arms felt so safe and secure. A low bark sounded from the edge of the yard. A large black wolf stalked toward the two of you, eyes focused and intense.
“Taehyung,” you said as the wolf jumped onto the swing. Most of the boys looked similar in their wolf forms, but you always instinctively knew who’s who. You placed your coffee cup on the nearby table and watched as Taehyung stared down Hoseok. A rumbling chuckle sounded from behind you.
“Taehyung is saying I’ve already spent enough time with you.” Heat flourished under your cheeks as you looked down. Did they hear you last night? There was no way they could not with their impeccable hearing. Hoseok slipped out from behind you and bid you farewell with a kiss on your head.
You watched him slip back inside, momentarily distracted by
the way he moved. When you turned back around Taehyung was human and very
naked. Your hands flew to your eyes. “T-Tae what are you doing?” Grinning from
ear to ear, Taehyung hugged your waist and laid his head on your chest.
“I’m getting my alone time with you. Last night was torture.” His fingers ran up and down your back as he talked, his voice low.
“O-Oh,” was all you managed to say. “Could you cover up?”
“Oh…yeah. Sorry!” You felt Taehyung get off you and slip the thin blanket off the back of the swing. After a moment you felt Taehyung grab your arms and slowly pull your hands down. He grinned at you. “All done.” You couldn’t help but smile back. He had tied the blanket around his waist. Tae snuggled close to you and kissed you on your cheek. His lips lingered for a moment before he kissed you again.
Silence followed after he parted from your cheek. Taehyung put his hand on your knee and looked at you with a serious expression. “I want to be with you too,” he said. The meaning of his words immediately struck you. Taehyung watched your expression as he licked his lips. You looked down at his hand on your knee. Have his hands always been this large? They were the hands of a man, veins traveling up to his knuckles. You swallowed before looking into his eyes again. A small smirk pulled the corner of his lips up.
“-Good morning Y/N. What would you like for breakfast?” Seokjin had stepped out onto the porch, interrupting your response.
“S-Seokjin!” You jumped in surprise. Taehyung mumbled something under his breath before he stood from the swing and slipped inside. Seokjin took his spot and fixed you with a gentle smile. You watched him for a moment, heart thumping wildly in your chest. If Taehyung heard you, then so did Seokjin. You swallowed as you remembered his question.
“Um, I’m not sure.” You dropped your gaze to your lap. Seokjin stroked your head, smoothing back your hair.
“What about eggs benedict?” he asked.
“Yeah, that would be nice.” He smiled gently at you and stroked your head. His fingers tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. You smiled shyly at him as he rose from his seat.
“I’ll get that started.”
You made your way back inside once your cup of coffee ran dry. Seokjin was at the stove, fixing breakfast. At the table was Hoseok and Namjoon. You sat down across from Namjoon. The two of you immediately made eye contact. He gave you a dimpled smile.
“Good morning,” he said.
“Morning Joon. Did you sleep well?” As soon as the words were out of your mouth you wished to shove them back in.
“I did,” he replied. You swallowed your anxiety and nodded. You realized that Taehyung was probably the only wolf to be so forward about what happened last night. All of you were adults and sex happens. In fact, it has been happening, you just didn’t know it.
The rest of the morning went well. Yoongi eventually came out of your room, immediately kissing you in greeting. You blushed as all the other boys watched. Everyone, besides Jungkook ate Seokjin’s delicious eggs benedict. You had yet to see hide nor hair of the youngest. Your aching body begged for a hot bath, so you scrambled into the bathroom as soon as your plate was empty.
Steam rose from the vanilla-scented water. You sighed as the warmth soothed your aching muscles. For a while, you just watched water drip slowly from the faucet. That was until your mind wandered to last night. You replayed the way it started. It escalated so quickly, but you didn’t regret a thing. You were surprised Yoongi and Hoseok were so dominant in bed. Yoongi had been quite confident too. You shivered despite the bath’s warmth.
You looked down at your body and saw it differently. Now it was something that tantalized others and pleasured those you love. It was as if your body had matured overnight. This was a woman’s body. One that knew the touch of a lover.
Steam rolled out of the door as you exited the bathroom. You saw a black tail escape around the corner. Who was that? You jogged after the tail into the living room, but it was empty. Furrowing your brow, you scanned the room. Across the way was a petrified wolf named Jungkook. He had one paw raised above the ground, large eyes bulging out of his skull. He looked like a cartoon character who had frozen mid-step.
“Jungkook?” You took a step forward, only to send the wolf scampering away. It was odd to see an apex predator act so frightened. “What’s the matter?” you asked yourself. Not wanting to push his boundaries, you decided not to seek him out again.
After dinner, Seokjin and you decided to watch a movie in your room. The two of you sat up against your headboard, legs under the covers. It took Seokjin all of ten minutes to snuggle closer to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and hugging you close. His hand felt to your waist and you felt your heart jump up into your throat. Despite this you turned in toward him and let your arm lay across his stomach. You looked up only to find him smiling at you. His plush lips pressed into your forehead lovingly. A giddy smile stretched across your face.
The movie was paused as you both took bathroom breaks. When you reconvened on the bed, Seokjin brought you into his arms. You settled into position, fingers drawing figures in his shirt.
“Seokjin,” you said.
“Is something wrong with Jungkook?” You lifted your head and sat up to make eye contact with him. A smile played at his lips.
“He’s just a bit shyer than the rest of us,” he said.
“Shyer?” Seokjin simply nodded in response. It clicked for you then. He was shy about what happened between you, Yoongi and Hoseok. “Oh,” you said.
“He’ll be okay eventually,” he said with an assuring tone.
“I hope so. I haven’t seen him all day.” Seokjin sat up and turned his body toward yours.
“I have something I want to ask you,” he said. To your surprise, Seokjin’s cheeks were shining like rubies. You nodded. “Okay.” His hands grasped yours.
“Would you like to go out to dinner with me Friday night?” Your heart seized in your chest. Of course, you were aware of his feelings for you, but you had never been asked out on a date.
“Y-Yes. I would love to,” you stuttered. The wolf broke out into a large grin. He hugged you in glee.
“Great! I’ll make reservations.”
The movie resumed with the two of you intertwined. The heroine had just discovered her family’s secret when there was a knock on the door.
“Come in,” you said. Seokjin reached for the remote and paused the movie. Jungkook popped his head into the room, a meek expression on his face.
“Jungkook,” you started.
The youngest ran and jumped on the bed, snuggling his face into your neck. His arms wrapped around your form.
“Sorry,” he mumbled against your skin. Your hands came up to smooth down the back of his hair.
“It’s alright. I understand.” Jungkook sat up and gave you a shy grin. Seokjin leaned forward and kissed Jungkook’s cheek. He blushed and mumbled a soft “hyung.” You couldn’t help but kiss his other cheek, watching his reaction. True to form, Jungkook ducked his head and grabbed your hand. He simply held it for a moment before kissing your knuckles.
It was your turn to be demure. You bit down a shy laugh and squeezed his hand. Eventually the three of you settled back in and resumed the movie. Jungkook snuggled up to your other side, head resting on your shoulder. This close, you could smell his floral shampoo. The scent relaxed you and soon you dozed off.
The next day you had a flock of butterflies in your stomach. This would be your first shift with Youngjae after the kiss. You felt bad that you left him hanging without a proper response. Youngjae was a sweet kid. You would rather rip the band-aid off then let the wound fester.
Thankfully your shift was in the morning, so you had time before customers arrived. Your heart still ached from the goodbye hugs and kisses you received at the door. At this point you were certain you’d be grey by 35. You thought of them to try and calm your nerves. It warmed your heart but further angered the butterflies.
You exited the backroom, mumbling “rip the band-aid” under your breath. Hurried footsteps sounded from behind you.
“Y/N!” a voice called. You turned around, ceasing your mantra. Youngjae stood before you, wringing his hands.
“Oh, hi. Um, actually I was looking for you.” Youngjae’s eyes lit up with hope that burned your heart. “About what happened…between us. I’m flattered, but I don’t feel the same way.” His expression fell.
“Oh. Okay. I’m sorry about being so…forward. I should’ve asked you first,” he said.
“That would’ve been best,” you said. He looked down at his shoes and scuffed the floor. You wanted to say something like ‘I hope we can still be friends,’ but the sentence died in your throat. Who knew if that would be the case.
“Are we still good?” he asked, lifting his head. You smiled, relief flooding you.
“Yes. We’re still good.”
“Good,” he said, his lips lifting into a smile.