You woke up feeling like you were
in the Sahara Desert. A bead of sweat trickled down the back of your neck and
you tried to sit up. Tried being a key word. Only your head could be lifted to
see a wall of fur laying across your chest. With a bit of wiggling you freed
your hands from under the covers. The wall of fur huffed as it was jostled by
get off. I’m going to have a heat stroke.” The wolf turned his head to look at
you through narrowed eyes. “I will give you belly rubs if you get off me.” The
bribe seemed to work as the wolf snorted dramatically and rolled over to the
other side of the bed. You immediately threw your covers off, only to find your
“Jin,” you whined. The sleeping wolf raised its head, blinking
slowly. It licked it’s chops before yawning. He stood up but instead of hopping
off the bed, he turned and flopped down onto you. The weight of a full-grown
wolf caused you to fall back onto your pillow. You felt a wet muscle swipe up
your cheek. Jin groomed you in greeting, accidently giving you cowlicks in the
“Yes, yes. Good morning.” Once satisfied with your
cleanliness, Jin pressed his cold nose to your neck and sniffed. Your hands ran
down his back, almost disappearing in his thick fur. “I need to get up Jin.”
With a bit of a whine, he shuffled over to cuddle against the youngest.
free, you slipped out of bed and stretched your arms to the sky. The kitchen
greeted you with warm sunshine and a gentle summer breeze. It carried with it
the scent of freshly cut grass and lilacs. After admiring the atmosphere, you
brewed yourself a cup of coffee. Right when you were about to pour it, a furry
head pushed itself into your free hand.
“Good morning Hoseokie.” You bent down to his level and rubbed
the sides of his face. Hobi wagged his tail and ‘talked’ to you, much like a
“Arrrr-arrrwoo-wooo-wooofff,” he said. You laughed and
pressed your forehead into his.
“I’m happy to see you too.” The clacking of nails against
the tile floor signaled the entrance of another wolf. A loud bark preceded his
sudden rush toward you. He practically jumped onto you, whining and pressing
his head into your tummy.
“Yes, yes, good morning Taehyung.” He circled you, sniffing
and snorting in delight. Before you knew it, he had a toy in his mouth, nudging
your hand with his head. “Let me wake up then we can play.” Hoseok licked the
side of Taehyungs face before grabbing onto the other end of the stuffed duck.
A tug of war immediately ensued between the two.
your coffee in your hand, you stood by the sliding glass door and gazed
outside. It was a beautiful morning. A short bark sounded to your left. Namjoon
entered the kitchen and sat next to you, looking out the window too. “Morning,”
you said. Absentmindedly, you scratched the top of his head. Namjoon leaned his
head against your thigh, his tail sweeping back and forth against the floor. Once
your mug was empty you made your way to the living room with Joonie.
was of course, snoozing in a sunspot. His dark fur deepened in the sunlight.
His ears twitched as you sat next to him. The wolf cracked open one eye. Seeing
it was just you, he relaxed once more, blindly reaching out his paw and placing
it on your lap. You took his paw in your hands, gently smoothing down the fur.
Suddenly, a large head was placed on your shoulder from behind. The wolf
nuzzled into your face, whining a little.
“Jiminie,” you cooed, “good morning.” You let go of Yoongi’s
paw to pet the large head on your shoulder. Eventually Jimin came around and
sat in front of you, ears low and tail wagging. After living with him for many
years, you knew what he wanted. Kneeling forward, you put your arms around him
and hugged him. His whining increased as he snuggled his head over your
“Yes, yes. I love you too,” you said.
Just then, Jungkook howled from down the hall, stalking
toward the two of you. He nudged Jimin with his nose before fixing you with an
“What?” Jungkook laid down and rolled onto his back, pawing
at your arm. “Oh, you want those belly rubs I promised you.” He huffed in
response. Tail thumping against the hardwood floors, you scratched and rubbed
at his belly. When your hand would come
up closer to his face, he would lick your hand in thanks. You couldn’t help but
tease the youngest.
“Who’s a good boy?” His tail stopped wagging and he batted
at you with his paws. You could almost see an annoyed expression on his face.
You laughed and resumed petting his belly. It took a bit for Jungkook to relax once
later you sat on the couch, watching morning programming. A sudden grumble
erupted from your belly. Clutching your stomach you sighed. Hoseok, whose head
was in your lap, licked at your hand and looked up at you. He blinked before
chattering to you.
“Yeah I know I should eat.”
“Aahraa. Roompf.” Another wolf came up to you and gently bit
at your shirt, tugging you off the couch.
“I’m coming Jin. Please don’t rip my favorite shirt.” Jin
let go, leading you to the kitchen. He sat next to the fridge and fixed you
with a serious stare. “Yes, mama bird. I’ll eat.” Seokjin huffed and turned his
nose up at you.
ate leftover spaghetti, a large head flopped onto your lap. Taehyung looked up
you with the best puppy eyes he could muster. He whined and grumbled until you
relented and fed him a bite. The wolf licked his chops triumphantly before
lifting his head up and howling. Once again, he got his favorite toy duck and
put it on your lap.
“Okay, let’s go play.”
was hopping around in excitement. A few of the boys were already outside,
enjoying the fresh air. Seeing the commotion, Jungkook trotted over to the two
of you, tail wagging.
“First one to catch it gets a point!” With all the strength
you can gather, you throw the toy duck. Thankfully you all lived in the middle
of a forest, so there were no neighbors to gawk at the seven giant wolves you
were playing with. Both wolves took off at top speed, claws digging into the
dirt. The duck didn’t even have time to land before Taehyung jumped up and
caught it in his mouth. Jungkook growled, attempting to steal the toy from
Tae’s mouth. The victorious wolf out-maneuvered him and returned to you. He
dropped the duck before you, dipping low on his front legs, butt sticking in
the air. His whole backside swayed with the force of his wagging tail.
“Good job,” you said, scratching the top of his head.
Jungkook returned, smacking his paw down on the ground, demanding another round.
“Alright let’s go again.”
three of you played until your arm was jelly. You laid down on the grass,
surprised when your head met a fluffy pillow. Said object turned out to be
Namjoon. He gently curled himself around you and licked your ear. Soon after,
Yoongi snuggled up to your side, laying his head on your shoulder. You sighed,
feeling warm and protected.
is the last day. Tomorrow you’ll be human.” Yoongi nudged your ear with his
nose in response. “I’m a little relieved, I don’t have to take care of seven
overgrown dogs anymore.” If wolves could chuckle, Namjoon would be doing just
Despite not being a werewolf
yourself, you were part of their pack. At six years old you found yourself
orphaned and on the streets. A kind woman named Lily found you huddled in an
alley and offered you food and a warm bed. Although wary, you had nothing more
brought you back to her home, a large cabin nestled just outside of town in the
evergreen forest. It was one of many settled around each other. Just as she
promised, she fed you, cleaned you up and gave you a bed to sleep in. Soon
enough you met her huge family. Sisters, brothers, cousins, grandparents, all
of them lived in the community. It was then that you met the seven boys, all
around your age.
certainly confusing when your friends would disappear, and you would suddenly
have a lot of dogs running around. Eventually Lily explained to you that she
and her family were werewolves. You were terrified at first, but she assured
you that no one would harm you. In fact, you were a member of their pack.
and her husband, Grant, were never able to conceive a child of their own. They
considered you their precious daughter and you came to see them as your loving parents.
In the winter you would wake up to your mother snuggling you in her wolf form. In
the summers your father let you pretend he was a horse instead of a werewolf. From
then on, your childhood was filled with warmth and love. You had seven friends
to play with and a whole forest to roam.
that you all were in your twenties, you’ve created a sub-pack of your own. You
all still lived in the evergreen forest, but you were miles away from the
community hub. Every month during the full moon, the boys were forced into
their wolf forms for three days. Any other time they could willingly shift from
human to wolf.
seven of them were very attached to you. Much like any other wolf in the pack,
they needed plenty of time and contact with their other pack members. This
meant you were hardly alone. The only time you were without your pack was at
work. It was a double-edged sword. It was refreshing to be by yourself, but you
also felt like a part of you was missing.
school, your love life was non-existent. Being constantly surrounded by a
gaggle of handsome boys scared off any potential suitors. It wasn’t intentional
on their part. You all just hung around each other so much people started
assuming. Rumors that you were dating one wolf or the other were constantly
sighed, thinking about the past and your lack of dating experience. Yoongi’s
ears perked up and he lifted his head to look into your eyes. You avoided his
nothing,” you said. Yoongi squinted down at you for a moment. He whined and
licked your cheek. Hoseok walked over, having heard Yoongi. The two looked at
each other before turning back to you. “I’m just tired.” It was a lie but some
things you kept to yourself. Hobi nuzzled the other side of your face with a
short woof. He snuggled into your side, placing his paw across your tummy. It
crisscrossed with Yoongi’s, making you the middle of a wolf sandwich.
woke up sometime later to Jimin licking your face. It was now late afternoon.
“Where is everyone?” Jimin plopped down next to you as you
“Arrrrwwooo, woof fffmmm,” he said, flicking his eyes toward
“Ah grabbing dinner. So, you stayed behind to watch over
me.” The wolf bowed his head and raised it.
“Jiminie, you’re such a sweetheart. Let’s go inside.” Jimin
yapped happily, sticking to your side as you walked.
pairing: Jeon Jungkook| Reader words: 7.2K warnings: lots of fluff, smut, friends to lovers
genre: Werewolf Bts AU
Stepping out of the bus, I dragged the black suitcase behind me and adjusted the heavy backpack over my shoulders. Closing my eyes, I breathed in the crisp fresh air after ten hours of being cramped inside. It was good to be finally back. The bus honked once and left in a flurry of smoke and dust, blowing my hair into my face. Sneezing twice, I twitched my nose to the humid weather despite the burning Sun. It should rain soon.
Looking around, not much had changed, it was same bus stop I had been to fifteen years back.
Admittedly my memory is foggy since I was a toddler at the time of my last visit. The bamboo shed and seats though weathered remained as daunting as it was to me as a toddler. The enormous green and dense forest along with a single volcanic hill laid ahead, the road winding around the edge. A thin dirt path lead into the woods in front of me that was closed to the general public now. There had been many wild animal attacks in this area. Bears, foxes, wolves they didn’t really appreciate humans coming here and making noise, or worse, stealing their food and littering the otherwise clean place.
A few holiday cabins laid isolated a little deep into the woods along with a clearing in the centre of them with a small pond and waterfall hidden behind. I remember playing there and befriending a puppy in our month long stay. I had got so attached to them, I had refused to leave the forest and was depressed for the next three years. I had made it my mission to come back here for the puppies, even though in my heart I knew they were very much an adult now. I just hoped they would recognize me, if not like me. Though the trees stood tall, intimidating and very close together and had their branches intertwined and low, yet–somehow, the path had been cleared for a human– albeit tall and slender– to be able to pass through it.
Request: “Hiya there! I’m back😂 so can I please request a wolf!au bts reaction to them dry-humping you cause their needy and in heat? Thanks!!!❤️❤️❤️”
AN: I did these a little differently this time where instead of doing my normal order or splitting them into line ups, I just did scenarios in the order that I was most horny to write they came to me! (Also I’m like….very into the idea of sub Jin, just saying)
You felt his hands run down your back and grip onto your hips, squeezing into you and pulling you back a few inches so you could feel how close he was behind you.
“Yoong, I only have like 4 dishes left to wash,” you groan, wanting to get everything cleaned up. What did he want you to do? You’re currently bent over the counter, almost elbow deep in a soapy sink of dishes, which isn’t exactly ideal to just drop and forget about.
“That’s ok,” he says in a low and breathy voice, his lips grazing your neck causing you to pause, soapy dish in hand.
“I…I want to finish these first. Before we..” you trail off as your hips press forward against the edge of the counter, Yoongi pressing his hips hard against yours and keeping you in place. You bite your lip and grip the rag you’re using tightly between both hands. He pushes his hips up, dragging them tightly against you before pulling back and doing it again. His breathing is heavy and his fingers are digging into your hips through your jeans.
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
“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
“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
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.”
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
“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
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.
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.
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.
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.
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
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,”
“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.”
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
“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.
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.
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.
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.
➸ prompt: There are rumours going around our school about a pack of werewolves that live close by. Of course, I don’t believe it, but you have been acting kind of weird lately…
➸ pairing: jin x reader
➸ requested by anon | 1.8k words | fluff
“Werewolves in our school! Come
on, this could be the biggest story we’ve worked on! Aren’t you a little bit
You stare at your friend, Eun,
over a stack of papers, while she keeps spouting nonsense about creatures you
know for a fact don’t exist. This is not what you signed up for when you joined
the newspaper club. So long to dreams of working on real stories, getting first-hand
experience to set you in good stead for university applications. Here you are…
being talked into reporting on a fairy-tale. “If I wanted to write fantasy, I
would have signed up for the creative writing club!”
Eun grins mischievously, lips curling in a
knowing smile, and your stomach twists at her next words – “Everyone’s saying
that Kim Seokjin might know something about the rumours… if I can set up an
interview with him will you do this for me?”
Bribing you with your crush isn’t
a tactic you’ll fall for… at least you didn’t think it was until Eun dangles it
right in front of you. Before you know what you’re doing, you answer, “Fine.
But only because it’s Jin.”
Jimin sniffed. The tendril of the scent that he was training himself to not surrender to, to keep himself leashed against, filled his nose too quickly. He felt in his bones; his wolf felt it.
Do it, his wolf snarled.
He shifted slightly from under you, your teeth chewing on your bottom lip, too engrossed in the movie - or rather, too engrossed in what was happening at the moment on the screen, to actually pay any attention to the uncomfortable male you were presently lying on top of.
You felt his ragged breath on your head, the warmth of it almost making you shudder in response. You twisted, head craning to look up at him.
“You good?” You asked quietly. His nostrils flared in response.
“Yeah, don’t worry.”
Do it, his wolf bit at his self-control.
In a few minutes, you had left to go to the bathroom, maybe, but the moment you’d left, he sighed heavily. He felt his insides throb with want. With desire. But no…he couldn’t - wouldn’t give into it.
Jimin snarled back a retort to his wolf, asking him to stand down.
He was Alpha, yes, the leader of his pack that so proudly served him. Although you were his mate, he had yet to claim you as his. Which had unsurprisingly received much critique from his Beta, Taehyung.
“Males go wild the moment they get a sniff of their mate - and here you are, sitting on your ass like an ignorant fool. It doesn’t matter, Jimin, mate or not, other males will hunger for her,” Taehyung, being the wise Second he was born to be, advised. Jimin only growled in response, hands ready to squeeze the air out of any male that dared to breathe in your direction.
Marking you would be the first step. Mating could wait - although it was winter already. The full moon night would begin his cycle of heat, and he wasn’t sure how he was going to handle it. There were efficient ways to do it, but…not as efficient as mating would be. The Moon Goddess definitely loved to play games with him.
He shifted in his place when the familiar scent of lavender and snow and something else - the same something that flooded his system with primal desire - wafted to his keen nose. His eyes darted from the TV he’d been staring at the whole while, to you. You didn’t seem happy. He gulped.
You were standing in the hallway that led into the living room where your cranky boyfriend - or as he loved you to call him: mate, sat. You were in all sense a complete human. You’d never understood their concept of mates when you’d first bumped into the fine man, but over the course of time, learned the importance of family to them. You were his mate. His and only his.
Even though that thought had made you squirm in anticipation for so many days, he’d never gone beyond kissing and leaving behind marks that hued purple and red the next morning. So while you had been watching the movie, the heated scene not really helping your situation, your mind had drifted and soon you had the anticipation dripping between your thighs. Knowing Jimin had sensed it and wouldn’t bother acting on it, you’d gone into the room to change out of the underwear when a thought struck you.
Maybe he wouldn’t do it by his consent. But you’d noted the conflicts he’d been having the past few days with his wolf. His cycle was to begin today, and you couldn’t help but grin rather wickedly to yourself at the thought you had conjured. You were slightly unsure about whether it would work, but knowing him, you were confident enough to put up the act as you strode out of the room and hung around in the hallway until his eyes met yours: hungry and wild.
“Why are you standing there?” He asked after visibly gulping. You stifled a laugh. Alpha male apparently. Perhaps you were the only person who could see how easy it was to tear his defences. Or at least, the defences he kept around you.
You raised a finger and flicked it towards you, beckoning him, “Come here, Jimin.”
His brows furrowed. Very rarely he’d give you the chance to take over the dominant role, and he seemed to oblige rather happily this time.
He stood up, walking up to you with a certain lethal grace that you often found yourself gaping at. He didn’t stop until he was a full foot away from you.
He remained where he was. So you picked the first card.
“Closer, Alpha,” You purred. The tug was almost instant, the word having riled his wolf more than himself. Jimin took a dragging step towards you. His eyes were a rich, chocolate brown. Like melted chocolate. But those eyes only held desire. Desire and hunger. Such ravenous hunger.
Your lips quirked to the side.
“Is there a reason you aren’t doing anything to me-” your hands gently ran your hand up his abdomen, the material of his shirt thin enough to feel his rock hard muscles underneath. You revelled silently in the ridges of his form as you moved further north, up his torso, to his neck before running it back and up his hair.
“Since your heat began?” You finished your question, your palm flat against his head. When his eyes only flickered, a deep rumbling sounding in his chest, you closed your hand into a fist and tugged lightly.
Jimin moaned. You smirked.
“Y/N…” His hands, you noticed, were shaking the slightest from the restraint he had put upon himself from touching you. You continued your little ministrations. Going on your toes, you leaned into his ear and whispered, your lips gently brushing against his skin, “Touch me, Jimin.”
His breath hitched. He felt his wolf thrashing wildly, trying to break free. He wanted to pick you up and throw you on the bed and pound into you mercilessly-
Jimin growled softly; a warning.
When you showed no signs of backing down, he nipped on your ear in silent retribution. But even that made him want to tear the walls down.
“Y/N, stop before I can’t hold myself back anymore.”
But you simply came back down on your heels and looked up at him. His eyes widened the slightest. Your pupils fully dilated, eyes hooded, and the scent- goddess damn him, that scent of desire that had been floating around the room for a while hit him in the face like a brick.
“Stop or I won’t show you mercy.” He snarled, features hard and rude as he watched you. Your orbs flickered with amusement. Damn it.
“What if I don’t want you to?” You whispered, the hair in your hand being tugged again and he swore viciously under his breath. If you did that again-
“Do you not want to claim me, Jimin? Don’t you want to wreck me - so completely that everybody will know it when I walk into the hall tomorrow? That you’ve finally and fully made me yours? Hmm, Alpha?” You hit all the right spots. How he was still functioning coherently, he had no idea. His fingers clenched and unclenched. If he touched you, even made a motion-
“Or are you just a pup?”
His wolf stilled. Then his eyes snapped open.
So it was provocation then, that finally got him to yield to your need. Honestly, it was way too fun. But when his eyes flickered at the mention of ‘pup’, the demeaning term, the way you’d patronized him, the way his eyes shone gold. Pure, molten, gold. Your shoulders thudded as he had you pressed up against the wall in seconds.
“Do you want to repeat that, kitten?” Jimin purred so softly that you knew you’d pushed him over the line a little. But you could see him, see the relief painted in his eyes as you didn’t look scared the slightest. You found this deeply and unabashedly arousing.
“If you’re the Alpha you claim to be, why don’t you prove it?” His mate smiled so wickedly, he felt a certain pride in calling you his. You both seemed to be cut of the same cloth in one way or another.
He felt the desire eating at him. Then finally, he felt himself give in, ready to devour you whole and answer your needs. To prove it to you.
His mouth claimed yours, lips soft yet aggressive as his arms wrapped tight around your waist. You moaned almost instantly, but caught yourself, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of having you bent to his will.
You made to move away, to catch a bit of your breath but his arms tightened, holding on to you relentlessly as he growled into your mouth. He had kissed you so many times before, yet, this…this made your knees want to buckle and submit to him entirely. His arms slid down your back, a firm grab on your ass before he picked you up effortlessly by your thighs. His lips had left his spot on yours and worked down your jaw and the column of your neck, his canines grazing ever so slightly over a particular area that had your back arched in response, your chest pushing into him.
Your fingers on his back curled as you felt the reverberations of his growl, the predatory sound nothing but a warning for what was coming next.
Your toes curled as his tongue swept over your collarbone before gently nipping on it. You sighed loudly, a part of you taken aback by how gentle he was while at the same time so rough and wild, it drove you mad.
His fingers dug into the skin where he held you up.
Jimin felt the thirst in him magnifying.
More. More, his wolf snarled.
He smirked against your skin. You wanted just as much as his wolf did. So Jimin walked into the bedroom, the bed creaking as he threw you onto the mattress, his eyes glinting with a promise to make you scream in pleasure.
He would give them both more.
Your lips caught his just a moment after you’d fallen on the bed, the thing creaking as Jimin’s weight added to it. His lips weren’t slow or tentative. They were quick, hot, moving furiously as he desperately tasted you. His tongue required no permission as he devoured your moan.
He was claiming you. Just in his own way.
Jimin’s hands worked on your sweatpants, them practically ripped clean from your legs, the cold air biting at the bare skin. Your toes curled as his mouth reached your chest, stopping just above the curve of your breasts.
You watched him still.
Two chocolate brown eyes looked up at you, a burning question in them: Are you sure?
No words were required as you took his hand and place it on your breast, the gentleness in his eyes a forgotten mixture of promised pleasure and ecstasy as he snarled softly. You were driving him crazy.
The top came off soon after, the ripped material already thrown across the room as his hands and eyes scanned every inch of you. You were yet to be bare, but the way he hadn’t completely rushed into this made some part of you grow warm.
His hand were steady as he pulled off your bra and underwear, his eyes twinkling in appreciation as he gulped in your sight.
You blushed for the first time that night.
You were exotic. You were beautiful. You were glowing. You were everything and more than he’d dreamed of. He heard his wolf whimper at the sight. He agreed with the male; you had him on his knees.
Jimin kissed you again, his mouth claiming yours so feverishly, that every appreciating glance he’d given you seemed nothing in comparison to tonight. You mewled into the kiss, his member, still clothed and fighting restraint pressing against your throbbing sex.
“Jimin,” You breathed, his mouth wandering your skin, lips pressing kisses everywhere he could as he reached your breasts. A nipple pulled taut as he took it between his teeth, his fingers rubbed the other tentatively. You gave out a sharp gasp.
When he looked up at you and found you looking right at him, you sighed, “More.”
His wolf almost roared with desire.
He had his tongue against your thigh, a canine grazing just a breath away from where you truly wanted him. You whined, and he smirked.
When you least expected it, his hand pushed your other leg, his fingers coming to spread you out completely for him. Only for him. The scent of your arousal hit him even harder than the last time.
He swiped a broad lick on the entire length of your sex. Your body shuddered.
“Fuck, Jimin!” You squealed, his tongue working wonders, switching between slow, long licks and swift, short ones. It had your back arching, toes curling, fingers digging into the mattress. A hand held your leg apart and the other rested surely against your waist. You were going nowhere.
“Jimin, I’m going to-” You bit your lip just then, eyes closed to concentrate fully on your release when a harsh, cold air bit at the spot where a warm muscle had been. You raised your head and found Jimin watching you with cruel amusement in his eyes.
You whined as you plopped your head back on the pillow, “I was so close!”
“On your knees.” He ordered as he got off the bed. You looked towards him. There it was: the promise to show no mercy. That…that was just a warm-up.
You silently turned around and rested on your knees, elbows comfortable on the pillow as you waited for him. You heard the light ruffling and thudding of his discarded pants, and when you looked, you gasped.
“Still want to call me a pup, huh, kitten?” He smirked, getting on to the bed with the same lethal grace. Your heart hammered and you swallowed the lump of anticipation. Oh shit, he was…huge.
You felt him press himself against your core, your breath sucked out of you as he began teasing you, dragging his member along the length of your sex. You felt yourself drip. Biting onto your lip, you waited. But all you felt was his tip teasing your entrance, a little in and a little out. You almost snapped at him.
But then a loud smack echoed in the room. You heard it before you felt the sting on your ass. His palm gently caressed the sure print of his hand, in utter contrast to the smack he’d given you.
When you opened your mouth, he smacked you again, making you flinch as you felt pain and pleasure course through you all at once. It was electrifying.
Then came another, and this time, before you could completely lose yourself in the feeling, you let out a yelp as his member pushed into you completely, Jimin groaning at the feeling. His wolf, growling.
You had barely a second to adjust to him before he began moving, the bed rocking gently at first in par to the pace he’d kept. You moaned, the sound small as he slowly increased his pace.
“Louder, kitten. Don’t you want everyone to know who’s wrecking you tonight?” Your words thrown right back at you.
Your back arched, your nipples brushing the mattress as you opened yourself further, submitting yourself further.
Jimin growled at the sight, a hand landing a smack onto your cheek.
You mewled as you felt his tip brush against a spot…that spot. Yes, just that one. You moaned with every thrust, a curse following.
“Fuck, Jimin, faster. Right there!” You screamed, eyes squinting shut as he sped up, his hips rocking the bed, the post bumping hard on the wall. He grunted, his fingers around your hips gripping hard. The subtle pain mixed with the immense pleasure he allowed you to feel, the waves ready to rush with a few more movements. Ready to be beckoned out.
Jimin’s hand ran up the length of your back before he got a handful of your hair, gripping it with a certain authority. He stopped. It was so sudden you groaned loudly at the sudden loss of your pleasure.
“Up.” His voice deep and raw, it caressing your skin. You complied, pushing yourself up.
“You will never talk down to me like that, you will never provoke me like you did tonight. Understand?” Every word was a raspy, rough breath that hit your neck as he had your back pressed flush against his chest, him still inside you. You mewled. You wanted him to move. But it was clear that no matter how much you tried to rub yourself against him, he wasn’t going to move until you gave him an answer.
“Yes,” You breathed with difficulty.
His grip on your hair got tighter.
You felt his smirk against your skin at the base of your throat, his canines brushing past the spot right between your neck and shoulder, and you felt him inhale sharply before he dug his canines deep into your flesh. You groaned, a hard hand coming to muffle your mouth.
He felt his wolf curl and shudder in pleasure, in relief as he bit into his mate. It filled him with your scent, your blood, forever binding you to him. He was sure it hurt, so he began moving slowly, in and out of you as he kept his teeth sunken in. The hand that muffled your groan moved down your chest, kneading your breasts while his other found home on your clit. It was no longer tentative movements as he began thrusting harder, the finger working faster on you.
The pain passed, and he stopped only when he felt you completely: in his flesh, in his bones, until his wolf purred with content.
You began moaning his name, Jimin’s twitching member close to release. He pulled out his canines, a little to no response from you as he had them retracted. Pulling a clean swipe of his tongue over the punctures, he sealed his scent on you.
The bed rocked, you a mess in his arms as he went harder and harder with each thrust, a little mind for his release as he smelt your own closer. You screamed, the final thrust of his hips sending you over, the pleasure rippling off you in waves as he carried on, your body slack against his. Your hand went to his head, holding him close as you rested your head on his shoulder, clenching yourself around him, making him groan.
A curse sounded, and a few stuttering thrusts later, he came, his release making him moan into your ear. When he was done, he nibbled at your ear. Pressing a chaste kiss underneath, he showered your neck and shoulders with more of them until you chuckled in embarrassment.
“Honestly, I think you wouldn’t have done it if I hadn’t provoked you,” You said, half chuckling as you let your hand slide down your body from his head.
His breath tickled your skin as he laughed, “I think I’m glad you did. But it doesn’t mean you can do it again,” He squeezed his arm around your waist that placed more emphasis on his words. You nodded. All you needed now was a bath.
His wolf purred, good job.
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NAMJOON: He’d freeze as soon as the scent hit his nose and his face would whip in your direction. For that whole day, he couldn’t stop himself from nuzzling into you and breathing in as much of you as he can before he couldn’t handle it anymore, and would touch you himself
YOONGI: Yoongi would pop a boner immediately out of reflex. He’d be wondering why you didn’t just ask him over to take care of you himself but would none the less be more than willing as soon as he smelled your sweet scent
HOSEOK: Even if you took 3 showers, he could smell it on you. His pupils would dilate as soon as he caught a whiff and he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off you, no matter where you were. He wouldn’t be able to hold himself back
SEOKJIN: He’d know the smell anywhere, and I think he’d be a little irritated that you hadn’t waited for him, but the need to consume that scent would overcome any irritation and he’d take his time in showing you why you should wait for him to take care of you
JIMIN: He’d absolutely love that scent. He would even get kinda upset when you showered after sex, causing the smell to fade some. When he smelled it on you after him not being there, his primal side would take over and he’d immediately get you backed up against a wall with his nose and mouth at your throat and his hand slipping into your underwear
TAEHYUNG: Talk about a frenzy, he’d be even worse than Jimin. He’d smell it the second he walked into the house and would immediately drop his shit at the door and start scouring the house for you. When he found you, it didn’t matter where you were, you were being bent over the nearest surface possible
JUNGKOOK: The smell alone would make his body shake and he’d have a needy hard on faster than you can say ‘oops’. He would ignore the fact that you touched yourself without him there, because of how clouded your delicious scent made his mind
When you got home that night, you were still in a haze from
your encounter with Youngjae. You had no idea the young baker had a crush on
you. Your keys were haphazardly thrown into the bowl by the entryway. Like
always, Jimin greeted you at the door, pulling you into a big hug. You felt him
stiffen in your arms before he pulled away with a pained expression.
“What’s wrong?” you asked.
“You…were you with Youngjae?” Blood rushed to your face.
“I-I mean yeah, we work together,” you stuttered, looking
down at the floor.
“No, this is different. His scent is stronger. Did something
happen?” His expression remained pained and you couldn’t understand why.
“Well…he um…” you fidgeted in place, wringing your hands
together. “He kissed me.”
“Yeah. I had no idea he felt that way, but he is pretty
cute,” you said with a nervous laugh. The subject of romance rarely came up in
your pack. Jimin’s expression fell even further. Your half-baked smile deflated
in an instant.
“Y/N…are we not good enough for you?” His voice no longer
held the bright tinkle it always had.
“Wh-What do you mean?”
“Do you want to see other people?” Jimin looked as if he was
about to cry.
“Jimin…you’re talking like-“
“Hey what’s going on?” Namjoon appeared at the top of the
stairs. Jimin turned around and rushed past Namjoon, who looked rather
“Jimin!” you called as you began to chase after him. Namjoon
gently caught your arm.
“Let him go.”
“I-I don’t understand what’s going on.” With one sniff
Namjoon’s calm mask cracked a little.
“Did you kiss someone?” You saw the same darkness flood
Namjoon’s eyes. You began to feel frustrated, not understand why everyone was
reacting like this.
“Yes! Youngjae kissed me at work today! It was my first
kiss! Why is every being so weird about it?!” you huffed, your expression
incredulous. Namjoon’s hand slipped from your arm.
“You really don’t understand why?” Namjoon asked, his
countenance a mix of surprise and horror.
“No,” you said, your voice falling. “Namjoon, what’s going
“I’d like to know the same thing. I think we need to have a
talk. All of us.”
minutes later you were sat in the living room in front of all 7 boys. Yoongi and Jungkook couldn’t look you in the
eye, while Taehyung stared you down with a hurt expression. You shied away from
his stare and hugged your knees to your chest. After several tense moments,
Namjoon broke the silence with a sigh.
you know we love you, right?” he asked.
“Of course, I do. I love you too.”
“No, not like that,” he said with a slow shake of his head.
“We’re in love with you.” He
emphasized his words with a hand gesture. Your heart seemed to stop, along with
time itself. Eyes wide, you slowly looked at all their faces. Sadness, hurt,
and anger had morphed their expressions.
“What? A-All of you?” Your voice sounded small. If it
weren’t for their supernatural hearing, you wouldn’t be heard at all.
“I thought you knew,” Hoseok piped in. “Didn’t your mom
explain it to you?”
“How we love,” Jin said.
“Not really,” you admitted.
“Once a wolf finds it’s mate, they stay with them for the
rest of their lives. We’re all well past the age of finding our mates. Why do
you think we all live with you?” Taehyung said, his voice carrying a sharp
“I thought…that’s just what we do. We’ve always been
“Y/N… how do you feel about us?” Yoongi finally spoke,
fixing you with a gaze you couldn’t look away from.
“I…” your voice died in your throat. You never thought of
them that way. They were always your friends, your family. This whole time
they’ve been in love with you? Not just one boy but all seven of them? You
thought all their affection was pack-related. It was never explicitly said. You
all just assumed the other’s feelings. How long has this miscommunication lived
in your relationship? A sniffle broke you out of your thoughts.
looked down at the ground, sniffling and wiping his face with his sleeve. Your
heart broke in two and you immediately wanted to comfort him. However, you were
the one who was causing him pain. Your hands clenched into fists an ocean began
to fill your line of sight.
“I think we all need some time…to think,” said Namjoon. You
nodded quickly before jumping out of your seat and rushing out the back door.
You couldn’t stand to stay in there. The atmosphere was impossibly tense. You
clumsily slipped on your shoes once you were on the deck then dashed into the
woods. You weren’t sure where you were going, you just need to run.
was getting darker with every step you took. The knot in your stomach was
pushing you forward. The only thought in your head was “run, run, run.” With a
quivering lip and ragged breath, you pushed yourself through the forest. There
was no destination in your head, you just needed to get away from them. An
exposed tree root tripped you. Your whole body collided with the ground. For a
moment you were still. You clawed into the dirt and let out a wail of sorrow.
a howl boomed in the distance. You knew that call anywhere. Scrambling to your
feet you began to run again.
“Mom!” you cried. Fat tears slipped past your face as your
ran. “Mom!” A large wolf jumped out of nearby brush. It instantly ran to you
and pressed its head into your stomach. Desperately, you grabbed onto its head
and fell to your knees.
“Mom,” you said, your voice barely a whisper. She looked up
at your face and licked away your tears.
“The-They…mom they told me they love me.” You saw her
intelligent eyes soften. “I-I never knew, and they thought I did. What do I
do?” You buried your face into her coat. “I don’t know how I feel Mom. I don’t
know what to do.”
mom led you home and ushered you into the bathroom for a bath. You washed away
the dirt and tears that stained your skin. When you finally emerged from the
steamy room, your parents were waiting for you in the living room. You sat in
between them on the couch. It was silent for a moment as you studied the hutch
in front of you. It was filled with pictures and small mementos from your
childhood. A dried-up daisy, a drawing, and picture of you with the boys.
come you didn’t tell me?”
“About what sweetie?” your mom asked.
“How wolves love. That the boys had chosen me as a mate and
that’s why we live together.” Your father grabbed your hand.
“You were so young, and we didn’t want you to feel pressured
into doing anything. We wanted your love to blossom naturally. You’re not a
wolf, so you’re not bound to the same rules as we are.”
You nodded your head, trying to take in the information as
your head swam. “But now, I feel like our friendship is a lie. The way I viewed
our relationship feels like…it feels like it isn’t real anymore.”
“It’s real. They love you and they are your good friends
still. They just have added feelings on top of loving you as a friend,” you mom
said, patting your knee gently.
“How do they…all like me? Aren’t wolves territorial with
their mates?” You looked up from your twirling thumbs.
“They are. You are in a special case. It isn’t often that
wolves mate in a group like this. It’s only possible if they all love each
other as well.” You looked at your father with a furrowed brow.
“You mean, they are also mated with each other?”
“Yes,” your Dad said. You remained silent, the new piece of
information slowly integrating into your mind.
“We love without thought to gender. It’s normal for us,”
your mom added. Your mind wandered to the many couples in the pack. There were
plenty of gay and lesbian couples. It never seemed odd to you because that was
how you grew up. Analyzing it now, the proportion of gay couples in the pack
was much greater than the general population.
“You don’t have to make your mind up immediately. This is
all very new and, I’m sure, overwhelming for you. Why don’t you sleep here
tonight?” your Dad said.
“Yeah. That sounds good.”
hardly got a wink of sleep that night. Your mind filed over old memories,
looking at them through a new lens. All those times a boy showed interest in you
in school, the boys would shoo him away. You assumed it was because they were
simply protective of you. Now you realize it was because they couldn’t see
anyone loving you but them. All the hugs, touches, and kisses. They were ones
filled with romantic feelings. How come they never made a move beyond a kiss on
the cheek? Had they done that you would’ve known right away.
mulled over the boys being with each other too. That time when you found
Jungkook and Jin showering together or when you found Namjoon and Jimin
snuggled up on the couch were different now. Were they intimate with each
other? Heat rushed to your face as you turned over in bed. Images of them
kissing flashing in your mind. You squinted your eyes shut, flustered feelings
causing your heart to race.
loved you. It was something you told yourself repeatedly. They loved you. They loved you. You sat up in bed with a huff. As
you hugged your legs into your chest, you looked out the window adjacent from
your bed. The moon was bright, softly illuminating the forest. You wondered if
the boys were getting any sleep.
worried,” Hoseok mumbled.
“She’ll be alright. You heard her mothers call,” Namjoon
said, patting his shoulder. The two were stood in the kitchen, looking out the
patio door. The rest of the pack had piled into Seokjin’s room seeking solace.
Namjoon’s hand slipped down Hoseok’s shoulder and grabbed his hand. Hoseok
squeezed it in return.
“Do you think…” the words died in Hoseok’s throat but
Namjoon understood. Do you think she’ll come back?
“I don’t know.” Hoseok felt a
lump form in his throat. He turned and wrapped his arms around Namjoon, burying
his face in his shoulder. Namjoon held him close, a stray tear falling from his
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Jin taps his foot impatiently, his eyes simultaneously jumping from the clock and then back down to his younger, Jungkook.
“Hyung,” Jungkook mumbles, reaching for Jin’s arm before pulling away in fear he might jump if he were to touch him. “I’m sure she’s fine.”
Jin responds with a deadly glare over in Jungkook’s direction, his fists balled up, just about ready to strike.
“She’s probably just working a little late or something,” Yoongi adds, really paying no attention to the elder besides him.
“I’ve never seen you get like this, hyung.” Taehyung chuckles, flipping over onto his back to relieve some of the discomfort brought on by laying on his front.
Jin scans the room again, noticing that the other two boys, Hoseok and Jimin, were indeed there but, to his surprise, Namjoon was nowhere to be seen.
“Where’s Namjoon?” Jin asks dangerously, anxiously popping up from his seat next to Jungkook and running over to the bathroom door. His hand almost magnetizes towards the handle, forcibly opening the door and scanning the dark and empty inside.
“He’s not here, hyung.” Hoseok grumbles with an intonation of annoyance in his voice, plopping down right onto Taehyung’s outstretched legs, a bowl of ice cream in hand. “Do you really not remember?”
ears flicked up an hour later. He hopped of the couch and howled. The boys had
come back home. Jimin scrambled to the door, whining and pacing in front of it
till it was opened by you. He took off and received whatever Namjoon had in his
mouth. The rest of the pack filed into the house. They followed you into the
living room, tails wagging. Jin was about to kiss you when you put your hands
lick me after you’ve eaten god knows what.” Seokjin whined and bowed his head.
You stroked his ears and pressed your forehead into his. “I still love you. I
just don’t love your menu choices being all over my face.” The eldest seemed to
pout a bit before staking his claim on your lap. Namjoon went to claim a spot
near you as well, but he stepped on a squeaky toy. The clumsy alpha was
startled, knocking over a lamp on the end table. He tried to pick the lamp up
by balancing on his two back legs and grabbing the lamp with his two front
your laugh behind a well-placed hand and got up. “Joon, it’s okay. You don’t
have opposable thumbs. At least it didn’t break.” Joon whined and nuzzled your
leg in apology. “Honestly, it’s okay. That was actually pretty hilarious.” A
few howls of agreement rang out from the pack. Embarrassed, Namjoon laid down
and placed his paws over his eyes. You snuggled up to him and kissed his head.
“It’s cute when you get all clumsy. I think it’s endearing.”
Seokjin and Hoseok scooted over to you. Jin leaned into your side, while Hobi
lay in between your legs, using your tummy as a pillow. He rolled onto his
back, looking up at you with a wolfish grin. The fluffy tail between his legs
swished back and forth. You rubbed his belly, accidentally jostling the eldest.
Annoyed that he couldn’t have a peaceful cuddle session, Seokjin nudged Hobi
over onto your right leg, while he staked a claim on your left leg. On the
couch behind you, Yoongi and Taehyung placed their heads on your shoulder. Soon
enough Jungkook and Jimin joined too, snuggling up to your side.
whole pack snuggled for a good hour before you felt like needles were pricking
your legs. It took awhile to move heads, limbs and paws from you but soon you
were free. The rest of the boys woke up, shaking their heads and stretching out
their back legs. You flicked on the nightly news before helping yourself to a
late dinner. When you returned to the living room, you found everyone sitting
before the TV, listening to the news with rapt attention. Namjoon stamped his
paw down and “woofed” at the newscaster with as stern look. A few grumbles and
barks of agreement followed.
the boys would rotate who got to sleep with you in your bed but, tonight you
would be sleeping alone. When they changed back to humans, they weren’t exactly
clothed. You were so used to the warmth of sleeping with others that you had to
wear your dog onesie. It had a tail and a hood that you flipped up when you
next morning you felt like the undead. Your onesie hood covered your eyes as
you looked at your feet and hobbled into the kitchen.
dog is this?” A voice said.
“Aww, it’s so cute!” You felt a pair of hands wrap around
your head. Your face was pressed into a solid chest. Instead of hugging back,
you used the other body as support to sleep on.
“I think she actually fell asleep.”
“Yeah. Hoseok, don’t coddle her.”
“But look how cute she is! Our tired little werepuppy.” He
pressed his cheek onto the top of your head. Eventually Hoseok lifted your chin
and pushed your hood off. He smoothed down your bed head and scratched beneath
you chin as if you were a cat.
“Good morning,” you mumbled. Hobi smiled and booped your nose.
You felt a tug on your fake tail. The force of the motion caused you to stumble
back into someone’s chest. Jungkook wrapped his arms around you.
“Morning,” he said lowly. You felt his head flop over on
your shoulder. The two of you began to doze off with the support of one other
holding you up.
“Aish, you two, wake up!” Seokjin pinched Jungkook’s cheeks,
making him flinch away. Seokjin then guided you over to the table which was
filled with breakfast delights. He kissed the top of your head and pushed a
steaming mug of coffee toward you. The scent invited you to drink the fresh
brew. As you cradled the mug, heat seeped into your palms. Yoongi, who sat next
to you, leaned over and tucked your hair behind your ear. He sniffed at your
neck before bumping his nose into your cheek.
“good morning” was muffled as you lifted the cup of coffee to your mouth.
Seokjin sat next to you, grabbing an empty plate and filling it with food.
“Ah I can do it,” you said in protest.
“You’ve been taking care of all of us for the past three
days, its fine,” Seokjin returned. You nodded before thanking him.
caught Jimin looking across the table at you with a longing look in his eyes.
You smiled warmly at him and reached your hand across the table. “Morning
Jiminie,” you said. His eyes lit up as he took your hand and laced his fingers
“Good morning,” he sang. Before you could ask him how he
slept, a forkful of eggs was shoved into your mouth. Your surprised yelp was
muffled by the food. Seokjin smirked at you, using his thumb to swipe the
corner of your mouth. Once you chewed and swallowed the mammoth bite you fixed
him with an incredulous look.
“Jin, I appreciate the gesture, but I’ll feed myself.” He
smiled widely at you, putting the fork down on your plate and fixing one for
himself. You took a bite out of your toast, smothered with strawberry jam. You
washed down the sweet jam with earthy coffee and hummed in delight.
“Namjoon must’ve made this coffee,” you said. Taehyung
looked over his mug at you and nodded. Namjoon shuffled into the kitchen,
reading glasses perched on his nose and a thick book tucked under his arm. He
stood behind your chair and ran his fingers though your hair, kissing your
forehead when you looked up at him.
“Did you sleep well?” he asked.
“Yes. Catching up on your reading?”
“It’s hard to read a book without opposable thumbs,” he
“Or pick up lamps,” Yoongi muttered. Joon’s face flushed and
he quickly took his seat. You smiled to yourself and began eating once more.
Your free hand was grasped by another, slender fingers lacing with yours.
Yoongi kept eating as he held your hand under the table. It was his go to move
for physical contact. Seokjin got up from his seat to put his dirty dishes
away. A sleepy Taehyung slid into his former seat. His hair stuck up in all
directions, silk pajamas askew on his frame.
sleepy boy took a hold of your face and kissed your cheek softly. He looped his
arm around yours and rested his head on your shoulder. His soft hair tickled
your neck. Yoongi finished his breakfast shortly after. He deposited his dirty
dishes in the sink and disappeared further into the house. Taehyung waited for
you to finish your breakfast before tugging you toward the living room.
“Let’s play video games,” he said
“Oh, yeah what level did we leave of at?”
“Fifteen I think.”
“Are you guys playing Thorontica?” Jungkook asked as he
popped his head in. You nodded and patted the couch cushion beside you.
Jungkook smiled widely and went to sit behind you instead.
“It’s my turn to sit with Y/N,” said Taehyung. Jungkook
huffed and settled down next to you, grabbing a free controller. Soon enough
you were sat between Taehyungs legs as he hugged you from behind. The three of
you dove into dungeons, defeated unruly beasts and completed quests. Soon
enough Jimin found his way into the living room. He sat on your free side and
snuggled up to you and Taehyung.
eyes wandered over to the clock.
“Ah, I have to get ready for work guys.” They responded with
groans and whines.
“What time will you be back?” Jimin asked.
“My shift ends at 5.” After you logged out of you character
you stood up and stretched, only to be grabbed by Jimin and thrown back onto
the couch. He hugged you tight to him, kissing your shoulder.
“Just one minute,” he mumbled. A smile broke on your face as
you hugged him back. Who could resist him?
escaping their affections, you hopped in the shower, brushed your teeth and put
on your work uniform. You worked at a bakery as a barista. It was a quaint
little store that always smelled of coffee and baked goods. It wasn’t the job
you aimed to have for the rest of your life, but for now it was just right.
were putting on mascara, Hoseok walked into the room. He sat behind you and
combed his fingers through your hair. After a few strokes he twisted your hair
into a bun and secured it with a few pins. You smiled at his reflection in the
mirror before turning around and giving his cheek a peck.
“You’re welcome. I like playing with your hair anyways,” he
said with a large grin.
bakery door had vines crawling around it’s perimeter. Midnight blue flowers
bloomed along the vine. When you walked in, the scent of ground coffee,
chocolate chip cookies and strawberry jam wafted into your nose. A few
customers sat here and there, some talking lowly, others reading a thick book.
Your co-worker Youngjae greeted you with a large smile.
“Hey. How’s it going so far?”
“Not too bad. I filled the bakery case. There are cookies in
the oven.” He seemed to puff his chest out in victory.
“They smell heavenly,” you said. Your eyes wandered his
face, finding a smudge of flour across his cheek. “Oh, you have…” you made a
gesture to your own face. Youngjae swiped at his cheek to no avail.
“Here,” you said before leaning forward and brushing the
flour gently off his cheek. Cherry blossoms bloomed underneath your touch. You felt
warmth spread to your cheeks in response. The two of you looked at each other,
wide-eyed and flushed.
“Uh, thank you. S-Say, would you-“
“Hi there, can I get a vanilla Frappuccino?” A customer at
the counter cut off Youngjae before he could finish. You gave him a sympathetic
look before you turned to them and began taking their order. Youngjae scampered
off into the kitchen, stuffing his hands in pockets of his apron.
hours later, you entered the kitchen with an empty cupcake tower. As you were placing
cupcakes of varying flavors and colors on the tray, Youngjae called to you.
“Y/N!” You turned to find him wiping his hands on his apron.
“Do you have a minute?”
“Sure,” you placed the last cupcake in your hand on the
tower and followed him further into the kitchen. He gestured to a bowl of
“Could you try this? I think it might be missing something.”
You nod with a smile creeping up your face. You have quite the sweet tooth. Youngjae
took a teaspoon and scooped some out. He offered the spoon to your lips. You
tried not to think of how intimate the action was as you wrapped your lips
around the cold metal.
frosting melted on your tongue, surprising you with a hint of cinnamon. You
closed your eyes and swallowed, only to open them back up to find Youngjae a
lot closer than he was before. Your heart began to race at his proximity.
Youngjae slowly put the spoon onto the counter and lowly asked, “Was it good?”
You swallowed thickly. “Y-Yeah, it was perfect.” You barely
managed a response as his brown eyes hungrily took in your expression. He
dipped his face forward, grabbing a hold of your chin. Lashes tickled your
cheeks as you blinked rapidly. Youngjae gently pressed his lips to yours. All
gears in your mind ceased turning. Your limbs began to feel like jelly. This
was your first kiss.