tell me your secrets (I’m all ears)
You watched in surprise as Jeongguk immediately whipped the muffin piece into his mouth, gave you a nod, and then his head bent over his notebook, his face turned away from you. The top of his ears glowed pink.
Huh. Maybe Jeon Jeongguk was okay after all.
a tale of bunny love~ (Shifter!AU)
Genre: Fluff, Very slight angst, Shifter AU (similar but not exactly like my other scenario Born Tiger)
A/N: this wasn’t supposed to be so long, but i hope you like it *hides in rabbit hole*
(amazing aesthetic by @seoulraindrops , with permission)
For a freshman, Jeon Jeongguk was a mountain of a boy.
You’d noticed that the moment he’d walked into the second-level composition class when his shoulders just barely cleared the door frame, thickly corded muscle hidden beneath the laughable coverage of a black t-shirt and faded jeans, and for a second time had stood still when he’d paused at the bottom of the stairs, surveying the classroom for a seat. You’d looked over your shoulder curiously, and in the silence of the classroom you could hear the sound of at least ten couples breaking up over text and an almost deafening burst of sexual tension swept through the nine rows of the small auditorium.
You curled your nose, slightly repulsed at the wave of pheromones that began to dust the air like too-sweet perfume, and wished you could head back to your little apartment and fumigate your sinuses. Your nose started twitching, growing pink and more rounded, so you rubbed at it to stop the itching and forced back the impulse to shift. Most rabbit shifters got a bit antsy around predatory shifters, but you’d managed to break out of your tiny, bunny-friendly town in Busan and make it to Seoul University in a class of over six thousand carnivores, and fuck if you’d let anyone intimidate you at this point.
When the smell finally started to get to you, you pulled your sweater over your nose and blinked away the tears prickling at the corners of your eyes, before jumping a foot in your seat when a textbook and notebook slammed onto the table next to you.
Jeon Jeongguk at least had the decency to look sheepish when he caught sight of your wide eyes and stiff back, muttering as he slouched into the seat, “Sorry, heavier than I thought.”
You stared at him for a second before giving a simple nod back, scooting your notebook and pencil case slightly closer to you. The tinkling of your many keychains caught his attention, dark eyes glancing over at the case and then narrowing slightly, like he’s annoyed at the sound. You huffed slightly, forcing back the instinctual urge to hide at the appearance of a larger shifter, and played with the keychains as you waited for the professor to arrive to make a point.
You were not afraid of Jeon Jeongguk. Even if he was probably some kind of bear or giant cat shifter, and just a hint of his irritation had your instincts vibrating beneath your skin like a live wire. Your thumb brushed over the plastic dome of chibi Levi’s head, taking comfort in the cartoon scowl and dead eyes, the tiny grey sticks of his 3DM gear.
Small could be pretty fucking powerful too.