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Located on an inconspicuous side street is a plain looking building that blends seamlessly into its surroundings. Most people don’t even notice it as they walk past, it’s only if one takes a closer look that they find an ornate door with golden gilded accents. The door seems out of place against the building's otherwise mundane exterior. Anyone may approach the door, but entering through the door is a different story.
Those chosen may enter through the ornate door. Once inside, they are taken through the corridor where they exit to a plush lobby. The room exudes elegance from its deep purple walls, plush black curtains and golden accents. The center of attention, however, is the marble statues of a man in a crouch, black wings protruding from his back. If one looks close enough they would see the blood red tears seeping from its eyes.
Behind the statue is an ornate booth and a bright red door guarded by security. Above the door are the words:
Welcome to
Blood, Sweat and Tears
Membership Only
Membership to the club is exclusive, coveted. Only the elite may enter after passing a lengthy background check and paying a substantial fee. Not everyone makes the cut. Blood, Sweat and Tears is a club that caters to elite humans who want privacy for their proclivities.
The atmosphere changes, as one steps through the red door. Dimmed lighting casting a seductive glow throughout the club, giving it an air of being alluring and mysterious. To the left, a magnificent wooden bar, crafted from the finest mahogany, commanding attention with its grandeur. Elaborate wooden panels adorn the front, while a gleaming brass foot rail adds a touch of sophistication.
To the right is a grand stage for the night’s entertainment. Alluring performances put on by the club’s hybrid dancers. Nestled between plush dark curtains is another door. Dark red, almost black. And for an additional fee, a patron can buy a special performance with the hybrid of their choosing.
The green room, aptly named because of the green color of the walls, is complete and utter chaos. Organized chaos, but chaotic all the same. Music softly plays as various voices are shouting at one another. The room is filled with a variety of hybrids in various stages of dress and undress.
Jungkook stands in the doorway. Taking it all in. This is his life now. He walks over to his vanity, ducking as a lipstick flies past his head and dodging the clothes being thrown around. He tosses his bag down on the vanity. Opening the bag, he starts pulling the things he needs out.
“Kookie!” he hears a voice shout behind him. “You are here!” He sees Jimin appear behind him in the mirror. “You are late.” The cat hybrid’s ear twitching in displeasure. However a smile appears on his face, once their eyes lock in the mirror.
“I’m sorry hyung, I got held up.” Jungkook pulls out his outfit before throwing the bag under his vanity.
“Get changed quickly, you don’t have much time.”
He changes into tonight’s outfit quickly. Looking into the mirror, he checks himself out. His eyes assess his features. A small black leather collar around his neck, attached to a leather strip that runs down his midline to fasten onto the two harnesses around his waist. A silver ring lays at the center of his chest with leather straps attaching to the harness around his shoulders. The harness accentuating his chest. Black spandex shorts clinging to his defined thighs. A black leather thigh harness on one leg. His white cottontail stands out against the dark fabric.
His large doe eyes lock onto themselves in the mirror. Pleased with his appearance, Jungkook gets started with his makeup. He applies his base quickly before grabbing several makeup brushes, and starting on his eyes. He needs to bring attention to his eyes, accentuating them in a way that they appear larger, more innocent like. Satisfied, he sits the brushes down as he checks out his appearance. He fluffs up the white fur on his ears. He stands up, taking a step back to take in his full look. Smoothing his hands down his front. Perfect. He is ready.
“Kookie, you forgot the glitter.” He feels Jimin’s hand on his shoulder before he is spun around. “TaeTae, come help me.”
A tiger hybrid appears beside Jimin, his striped tail finding itself around Jimin’s waist. Jimin hands him a brush and they get to work applying streaks of glitter along Jungkook’s chest, abs, arms and legs. Once done, they take a step back admiring their handiwork.
“Tae, would you look at that?” Jimin’s arms open wide to present Jungkook, “Would you just look at that?”
“Chim, we have created a masterpiece.” Taehyung mimics Jimin’s pose and stance.
“Ah, Kookie,” Jimin says, clapping his hands in glee, his feline ears twitching in delight, “you are going to knock them dead.”
“Those idiotic patrons won’t know what hit them,” replies Taehyung, his ears twitching as well. He curls himself into Jimin’s side. “Make them pay,” he said with a smirk.
“Speaking of paying, let’s make this night a little more interesting.” Jimn says slyly. “How about a challenge.”
“Oh yes!” exclaims Taehyung gleefully. His ears showed his excitement. Jimin and Taehyung both loved a good challenge. “Let’s do the first one to earn a million won in tips, wins?”
Before Junkook can answer, the trio hears an announcement, “Bunny you are on deck. On in five.”
Jungkook heads up to the stage door. Turning around to look at his friends, “I’ll take that bet. He winks before saying, “I’ve learned from the best after all.” He hears his friends' laughter as he continues the rest of the way to the on deck spot. Closing his eyes, Jungkook takes several deep breaths, putting himself into the right headspace. Hearing the announcement over the loudspeaker, he opens his eyes.
AND NOW
AT THE MAINSTAGE
PLEASE WELCOME BUNNY
Upon hearing his stage name, Jungkook slips into his Bunny persona as he struts out onto the stage to his intro music. The bright lights highlighting the glitter accents on his skin. Making him sparkle in the light. Once in position, the music for his set starts. Jungkook begins to dance. A routine that he’s done so many times, it’s second nature at this point. He loses himself to the music and the dance.
Yoongi wasn’t sure what he was expecting when entered Blood, Sweat and Tears . All his friend told him was it was a club and that they were looking for someone to run sound. What he wasn’t expecting was for it to be a hybrid entertainment club.
When Namjoon told Yoongi, about a job that was available at the place where he works. Yoongi didn’t question it. He needed the money. Now watching the hybrid on stage, he wondered if he should have asked more questions.
Questions like, ‘ What type of club is this? Nothing illegal happens here right? This isn’t a strip club, right? No ties to the mafia? Everything is legal right?’
Yoongi was entrapped by the scene in front of him. A bunny hybrid, male, was on the stage and he was absolutely mesmerizing. A cute innocent face with dark messy curls and white floppy rabbit ears. His chest was broad and well defined, Yoongi could feel himself drooling on the inside. And those abs! Abs that Yoongi could probably use as a washboard. He could not look away, as the hybrid moved across the stage.
“Hyung, hey hyung, HYUNG,” fingers snap in front of Yoongi’s face, breaking him away from staring. He turns to look at the person snapping at him. “Hyung as I was trying to say..”
Yoongi felt his attention go back to the stage, ignoring the rest of what Namjoon was trying to tell him. The hybrid on stage dropped down into a low squat, bouncing on the balls of his feet before slowly rising back up. Yoongi’s eyes immediately went to the hybrid’s white cottontail, which was twitching as the dancer shook his hips. Yoongi could not help but wonder if the tail was as soft as it looked.
He shakes his head, as Namjoon snaps his fingers in front of Yoongi’s face again, “Hyung, I need you to pay attention.” Namjoon grabs him by the shoulder, physically turning him away from the alluring sight on the stage. “Follow me hyung.” Yoongi can’t help but look over his shoulder at the beautiful hybrid one last time, before following after Namjoon.
“I am taking you to meet the boss. Come on.” He keeps his grip on Yoongi’s shoulders as he steers him to a door that reads, STAFF ONLY. Namjoon pushes him through the door and down the hallway before stopping at a purple door.
Kim Seokjin
Proprietor of Blood, Sweat and Tears
WWH
Namjoon raps his knuckles on the door. “Boss-nim, it’s Namjoon. I brought my friend I told you about.”
The purple door swings open, revealing a striking man in a dark suit. Yoongi is pretty sure, this man, or maybe hybrid, he couldn’t tell, not that it mattered, was probably one of the most handsome individuals he had ever seen.
“Namjoon, come– come in,” the man says, waving them in through the door. “Sit– sit.” Yoongi and Namjoon take a seat, as the man glides over to the other side of the desk taking his own seat.
“Boss-nim, this is Min Yoongi. I’ve told you about him.”
“Yoongi hyung, this is Kim Seokjin, the owner of Blood, Sweat and Tears.” Yoongi bows his head in greeting.
“Ah yes, Yoongi-ssi,” Seokjin states, weaving his fingers together in front of his face. “Namjoon, here tells me you are looking for a job.”
“Y..yes, Boss-nim.”
“Well you are in luck, I have a job available,” states Seokjin, cutting right to the chase. “I am in need of a sound technician.” Seokjin waves his hand at Namjoon, “He tells me that you have experience?”
“Yes, I…”
“Perfect,” interrupts Seokjin, “That is exactly what I need. Our previous sound technician, he– well let’s just say he is no longer employed here.” Yoongi notices Seokjin’s face darkening at the mention of the past employee. “We are managing at the moment, but I really need someone here full time.” Yoongi wanted to ask what happened to the previous sound technician, but the look on Seokjin’s face had him thinking otherwise.
Namjoon breaks into the conversation. “Boss-nim, I already told you all about Yoongi hyung. I think he would be a good fit for the club. I’ll vouch for him.”
Seokjin taps his finger tips together, slowly, before answering. “I know you vouched for your friend, Namjoon but I still need to question him for myself.” Seokjin turns his gaze to Yoongi. “How do you feel about a trial run, an audition of sorts.”
“That sounds go–”
“Perfect,” Seokjin interrupts before Yoongi can finish his sentence. “Be back here tomorrow night.” Seokjin stands. “If everything goes well, we can talk about setting up something more permanent.” He walks around the desk and opens the door. “Feel free to check out our establishment, Yoongi-ssi. Get a feel of the place.”
Yoongi and Namjoon head out the door, with Seokjin right behind. “Namjoon, tell Hobi the first drink is on the house,” Namjoon nods in his head in understanding. “Excuse me, I must be off, I need to check on my babies.”
There are babies here? What kind of place is this? Yoongi is still processing everything that just happened. He follows Namjoon down the hallway and back out the door.
“So what do you think, hyung?”
“It all happened so fast,” muttered Yoongi, shaking his head to clear his jumbled thoughts. “I barely talked to the man, but he’s giving me a chance?” Yoongi says with a confused tone.
“That’s Kim Seokjin for ya. He’s very direct and to the point.” Namjoon wraps his arm around Yoongi’s shoulders, directing him towards the bar. “Let’s get you that free drink and watch the next performance.”
“Sounds good Joon-ah.”
As they approach the bar, Yoongi notices the heart-shaped smile on the bartender’s face. The smile grows even bigger as he notices Namjoon. “Joonie, don’t you work tonight? And who do you have here?”
“My shift starts soon.” Namjoon pats his hand on Yoongi’s back. “This is Min Yoongi, I just introduced him to Boss-nim. Yoongi here is going to be our new sound technician.”
“Joon-ah, stop,” Yoongi flushes. “Nothing is official yet.” He turns his attention to the bartender. “I am hoping to become the new sound technician. I have a test run tomorrow.” He reaches out his hand, “I’m Min Yoongi.”
The bartender clasps Yoonig’s hand, shaking it, “And I’m Jung Hoseok. The lead bartender of this joint. If I know Jinnie, the first drink is on the house. So Yoongi-ssi, what is your poison?”
“Hyung, please.”
“Alright Yoongi hyung.”
“Whiskey neat.” Hoseok turns to the back bar, eyes roaming over the bottles.
“Does Hibiki work?”
“Hi-Hibiki? Really?”
“Jinnie said it was on the house. Take advantage while you can hyung.” Smirks Hoseok as he pours the drink and hands it over to Yoongi.
“T..thank you Hoseok-ssi.”
“Hobi. Hoseok makes me feel like I’m in trouble or something.”
“Thanks Hobi.” He smiles at the bartender. He knows that if he gets the job, he can see Hoseok becoming a good friend.
“No problem hyung.” Hoseok turns to Namjoon. “Joonie, here's water for you.” He sets down a glass of ice water in front of him.
“Thanks Hobi.” Namjoon bows his head in thanks.
“Hyung,” Yoongi looks up from sipping his drink. “Make sure you check out the next act. The Kittens are up next and they always draw in quite a crowd.”
Hoseok takes his leave for the pair. Returning to serving other patrons at the bar.
Yoongi and Namjoon turn on their stools to face the stage. “Kittens, Joon? Kittens, really?”
Namjoon smirks in response. “You’ll see hyung, you’ll see,” he says while patting Yoongi on the back.
AND NEXT UP
WE HAVE THE KITTENS
Yoongi watches as two feline hybrids enter the stage. A calico and tiger hybrid, both male and scantily clad. Moving in sync they approach the twin poles. They moved as if they were mirroring each other. They were captivating and sensual and the music hadn’t even started yet. All the eyes in the club were on them.
All eyes, except for Yoongi’s. He found his attention drifting over to what looked like a VIP area. There he found the bunny hybrid from earlier. Yoongi watches as a man rubs his hands up and down the bunny hybrid’s arms, leaning in close to whisper in his ear. He watches as the bunny hybrid giggles at the man as he gets pulled towards a dark red, almost black door almost hidden by the plush wall hangings. Yoongi never would have noticed the door if he wasn’t watching the bunny hybrid. The pair disappears out of sight.
“Joon-ah,” Yoongi nudges Namjoon to get his attention. “Where does that door go?” Namjoon looks to where Yoongi is pointing.
“Don’t worry about it, hyung. Your job will be out here on the main floor. Don’t go opening closed doors that are better left closed”
Yoongi glances over at the dark red door again before turning his attention back to the stage. The feline duo are now grinding on one another, their heads thrown back as their tails way behind them. Any other time, Yoongi would have found this performance tantalizing. However his mind is distracted with thoughts of a bunny hybrid.
Jungkook keeps a shy smile on his face, as he embraces his Bunny persona. He has a job to do after all. Jungkook nods at the security guard as he lets them through. He continues to giggle at the patron who is wrapped around him. Simpering at the man. Playing the part of naivety and innocence.
“That door, sir,” Jungkook giggles as he points to black door emblazoned with the number seven. The patron pulls Jungkook through the door. Jungkook’s eyes scan the room, noting the plush black curtains covering the walls. The purple loveseat facing a small stage where a pole stands. The lights muted, casting a sultry vibe over the room.
Jungkook spins out of the man’s arms, pushing him to sit on the loveseat. Jungkook tries not to cringe as he feels the man’s eyes raking over his figure. He mentally closes his eyes, pulling forth his Bunny persona. He cannot afford to mess this up.
“What are you going to do with me now, that you got me Bunny?” The man pats his lap as he stares at Jungkook with lust in his eyes. The man’s eyes follow Jungkook, as he walks towards him. Giggling, Jungkook drops down into a kneel, between the man’s parted legs. Looking up through his lashes, Jungkook places his hands on the man’s thighs, slowly trailing his fingers upwards.
“Whatever sir, commands of me. Bunny will do it.” Jungkook closes his eyes, as the man reaches for his ears. He hates it when they touch his ears. The man rubs his fingers over the soft white fur of his ears. Jungkook holds in the shutter of revulsion that threatens to overtake him at the man’s touch.
Remember you are Bunny right now. Not Jungkook.
“What I want…” Jungkook winces as the man pulls on his ears, forcing him to open his eyes as he looks up, “...is for my Bunny to dance for me.” The man lets go of his ears, leaning back against the loveseat as his arms spread across the back. “So dance.”
Channeling Bunny, Jungkook plasters a fake smile on his face as he pushes himself up to a stand. “Bunny will do what sir desires.” He walks over to the hidden sound system. Selecting a track, he hits play and starts the timer. Sultry music fills the room.
Jungkook walks up onto the small stage. And begins to dance. He runs his hand up and down his torso, making sure his nails leave light red marks as he does so. He raises his arms up to cradle his head while he sways his hips to the beat. He makes sure to drag his hands slowly back down his body. Spinning around when his hands reach his thighs and dropping into a low squat. His cottontail twitches as he bounces on the balls of his feet before slowly rising back up, shaking his cottontail. Just as Jungkook starts to lose himself to the music, the man speaks.
“I want to see you dance closer. Bunny come here.” The man pats his thighs, a sleazy grin on his face.
“Whatever sir commands of me.” Jungkook glides back down the stairs. Knowing what the man wants, what they all want, he stops between the man’s parted legs before spinning around. He bends forward, looking at the man from over his shoulder as he shakes his cottontail, right in the man’s face.
The man grabs ahold of Jungkook’s hip, pulling him down into his lap. Jungkook fights the revulsion as the man runs his hands up and down Jungkook’s thighs. As he tries to get off of the man’s lap, he feels his ears being pulled, yanking his head back, making him fall into the man. The lights begin to flicker and the music stops, signaling the end of the session.
Jungkook slides off the man’s lap to kneel between his legs. The act isn’t over yet. He flutters his lashes gazing up at the man beneath them. “Did Bunny please sir?” He keeps his face blank as the man reaches to drag a hand down his cheek before grabbing and rubbing his rabbit ear.
“Sir is very pleased.” The man reaches for his wallet, taking out a wad of cash and stuffing it into Jungkook’s chest harness. “This is for you. My beautiful Bunny.” The man reaches for Jungkook’s ear again, pulling slightly before letting go, “Maybe I’ll see you again tonight. I can make it worth your while.”
Before Jungkook can reply, there is a knock at the door. A voice sounds from outside. “Time’s up.”
The man looks lustily at Jungkook one last time before letting go of his ear. Jungkook watches him leave. He sees Namjoon on the other side of the door, robe in hand.
“I didn’t know you were on tonight, Namjoonie hyung.”
“I just started Kook-ah.” Jungkook takes the robe and wraps it around himself. Taking out a bill from the wad, he hands it to Namjoon.
Namjoon takes the bill from Jungkook’s hand, shoving it into his pocket. Namjoon pulls out an ipad. Pulling up the schedule for tonight. “It looks like you have two more private shows lined up for tonight, so far. The next one is in 30 minutes.”
“Thank you, hyung. Are Jimin and Taehyungie busy?”
“They are in the green room. They don’t have anything booked until later.” Namjoon puts the ipad away. “Take care Kook-ah, I’ll see you again soon.”
“Thanks hyung.” Jungkook heads towards the green room. Once inside, he sees Jimin and Taehyung intertwined on the chaise lounge. Jimin is slowly stroking Taehyung’s striped ears, purring softly.
“Everything okay Kookie?” murmurs Jimin as Jungkook approaches. He stops his stroking Taehyung’s ear to look up at Jungkook.
Taehyung turns out of Jimin’s embrace slightly, before holding open his arm. “Come cuddle with us Kookie.”
Jungkook falls into their arms. Snuggling up to Taehyung with Jimin pressing close behind him. Sandwiching Jungkook between them. Jungkook feels himself relaxing surrounded by his friends.
“I hate it when they touch my ears.” Jungkook whines. The duo, hearing Jungkook's discomfort, rub his arms, consoling the hybrid.
“Me too Kookie.”
“Me three. Just keep reminding yourself why you are doing this,” murmurs Jimin softly, still rubbing Jungkook arms before giving them a little squeeze.
“I know,” sighs Jungkook, snuggling further into his hyungs. “I know that this isn't for forever.” Jungkook loves dancing, he loves being on stage. What he doesn’t love is people thinking they have the right to touch him just because he is a dancer. At least the money is good. It almost makes up for the shitty part of the job.
The show must go on.
Chapter 2
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Yoongi is low key freaking out. What would possess his potentially new boss, Kim Seokjin, to have Yoongi try out on a Saturday night. Saturdays are supposed to be busy. Kim Seokjin doesn’t know Yoongi’s skillset, if he is capable of running the sound board. Why would Kim Seokjin trust him with something like this? But then again, it is not like he is a newbie, he does know his way around sound equipment.
Yoongi is going through his closet like a madman, trying to find something semi-decent to wear tonight. Dress code is black, which shouldn’t be too difficult, pretty much everything Yoongi owns is black. He just wants to look nice for his try out and maybe to impress a certain bunny hybrid.
Do not go there Min Yoongi, he tells himself, shaking his head to clear out those thoughts. He finds a nice pair of black dress slacks and a fitted black button up. Pleased with his findings, he grabs the clothes and heads to the bathroom to get ready.
His mind drifts as he gets ready. He is excited to be working with music once again, even if it just is running the sound board at a club. At least he is doing something semi related to his passion. It might not be making tracks or playing his own creations. But at least he will be working with music, that's a step in the right direction, right?
Looking in the mirror, Yoongi sees sleepy eyes looking back at him. His wavy hair brushing his collar, he really is in need of a haircut. Turning side to side, he checks his figure, noting that the outfit he selected fits him well. He grabs his favorite cologne, spritzing it on his wrists rubbing them together then rubbing his neck. Satisfied he gives himself a little pep talk in the mirror before grabbing his things and handing out the door.
Blood, Sweat and Tears doesn’t look much different from the outside in the daylight hours. If Yoongi didn’t know what he was looking for, he probably would’ve walked right past it. Namjoon messaged him last night, telling him to arrive early so that Boss-Nim could show him around prior to the club opening.
After passing the security check, Yoongi enters the club. He cannot help but notice how different the club looks all lit up and bright in the daytime compared to low sultry lighting from the previous night. Looking around the main room, he notices Hoseok at the bar, it looks like he is taking inventory. He sees Namjoon and Seokjin entering the room from the STAFF ONLY hallway.
“Ah Yoongi-ssi. Good to see you.” Seokjin walks up to him, grabbing his shoulder. “Let me show you where you’ll be.” Hand still on his shoulder, Seokjin leads him to a slightly hidden booth opposite of the mainstage.
“Yoongi-ssi, this is where you’ll be working. Minho, our light technician, has been working, both sound and light. We have been getting by. But I really need him back on lights only and someone else focusing on sound.”
At Seokjin’s nod, Yoongi enters the booth, his eyes assessing the small area before they land on the soundboard. “Is this the GenesisLab 875?!?” Yoongi says in awe. “This is like professional grade sound equipment,” he looks over at Seokjin, who smiles in return, “You have this here?” He cannot help but run his hands over the knobs and dials reverently. If things don’t pan out tonight, he might never get the chance again to touch equipment like this.
“Only the best for my club and my babies.” Seokjin gives Yoongi a searching look, “You know your stuff Yoongi-ssi.” He sweeps his arm over top of the equipment, “Now show me that you know how to use it.” Seokjin points to the small monitor on the wall. “That is the setlist for tonight along with set times. Take me through it.”
Eyes on the monitor, Yoongi reads quickly through all the information before sitting down and getting to work. He barely notices Seokjin’s murmuring, “ah yes,” “yes that’s it,” “perfect.” This is heaven, the GenesisLab 875 being a dream to work with, oh how Yoongi missed working with music.
“Alright, Yoongi-ssi, tell me what you would do for this?” Seokjin continued to run Yoongi through different scenarios, with Yoongi passing them all. Yoongi was in his element as his fingers flew over the sound board.
“Yoongi-ssi, Namjoon also tells me you mix and produce tracks.” Yoongi nods his head up and down. “Do you happen to have any of your work with you?”
“U..um y..yes Boss-nim, I have my USB with me.”
“Great.” Seokjin claps his hands. “Play one of your tracks for me.”
Yoongi is surprised that Seokjin is requesting to hear one of his tracks. He reaches into his bag pulling out his USB. He plugs it into the computer. Pulling up his latest track, he pushes play. An edgy beat plays throughout the club. Yoongi cannot help but feel nervous watching Seokjin’s face. His face remained blank, not revealing any emotion or clues to what he was thinking while the track played.
As the track ended, Seokjin turned his full attention to Yoongi with a wide smile on his face. “Yoongi-yah, is it okay if I call you Yoongi-yah?” Yoongi nods. “That was perfect.”
“Thank you, Boss-nim.”
“Call me hyung. I can’t stand that Boss-nim stuff.” Seokjin places his hand on Yoongi’s shoulder. “I think you will be a great asset to this team. What do you think?”
There was no way Yoongi could be this lucky. He had to ask, “Really Boss-nim? I mean hyung, really hyung?? I got the job? B..but the night hasn't even started yet.”
“I know talent when I see it, Yoongi-yah. Come with me.” Yoongi follows Seokjin out of the booth and over towards the bar. “Take a seat, I want to introduce you to the babies.”
“Babies?” he questions out loud. It is not the first time he’s heard Seokjin use that term. Sitting on an empty bar stool, he spins around to face the bar and is immediately met with Hoseok’s grinning face. “ Babies? ” he asks again.
“So Jinnie went to go get the babies? You must’ve really impressed him, hyung.” He sets a glass of water down in front of Yoongi.
“I didn’t do much.” Yoongi says, sipping on the water.
“Jinnie has a good head for these things. That’s why he’s the owner of a very successful business. Plus what I heard sounded great. Was that one of your own tracks?” Yoongi nodded, “Don’t sell yourself short hyung, that track was really good.”
“Thanks Hobi.” Yoongi feels his face heating up at the praise. He is in the middle of pressing the cood glass to his face to cool down, when he hears footsteps behind him.
“Yoongi-yah,” Yoongi spins around on the stool. His eyes widened slightly at Seokjin and the three hybrids with him. In front of him is the calico, tiger and bunny hybrid from the previous night. “Meet my babies. This is Park Jimin,” the blonde calico hybrid steps forward and gives a little wave, as his tail swishes back and forth behind him. “Kim Taehyung,” the tiger hybrid, steps up to Jimin’s side, their hands linking together as their tails intertwined, his free hand gives a little wave. “And this is Jeon Jungkook,” the bunny hybrid bows his head in greeting.
Yoongi was awestruck at seeing the bunny hybrid up close. If Yoongi thought the bunny hybrid was beautiful before, he is absolutely breathtaking now in his bare face and street clothes. He is so good looking. Yoongi knows he is staring but he cannot bring himself to stop.
“These are my babies. My shining stars.” Yoongi jolts a little at Seokjin’s voice. His eyes break away from staring at the bunny hybrid. “Babies, this is Min Yoongi, our new sound technician.”
Jumping off the stool, Yoonig bows his head in greeting. “Nice to meet you. I look forward to working with all of you.” His eyes drift over to the bunny hybrid once again.
Yoongi jumps when he feels something or someone grab his arms. Surprised he looks at either side of him seeing Jimn and Taehyung grinning back at him with a wicked gleam in their eyes.
“Jin Hyungie…” Taehyung trails his fingers up Yoongi’s arm, his ears flicking in interest.
“...where did you find him?” finishes Jimin, his fingers trailing up Yoongi’s other arm. Yoongi is frozen into place at the attention being shown to him by the feline duo. He looks over to Seokjin with a panicked look on his face.
“He’s Joon-ah’s friend, my loves.” Seokjin smiles at them, before laughing lightly at the look on Yoongi’s face. “Play nice, we don’t want to scare this one away.” Seokjin comes closer scratching Jimin than Taehyung behind their ears. They preen in delight as they continued to hold onto Yoongi’s arms.
“Yoongi hyung, I can call you hyung right,” Taehyung continued on without even waiting for Yoongi to answer, “What was that last track you played…”
“...It sounded so good, hyung. Where is it from?” Both Jimn and Taehyung turn their feline eyes on Yoongi.
Yoongi, not used to all this attention, audibly gulps. “U..uhhh…”
“It's his own track, my loves.” Everyone’s eyes turn to face Seokjin.
“Hyung! You made that!” squeals Jimin grabbing onto Yoongi’s arm tighter.
“Yoongi hyung, can you make us one?” continues Taehyung. “Make one for me and Chim?”
“Please hyung!” pleads Jimin. They turn their pleading eyes onto Yoongi.
Yoongi looks between the two hybrids clinging onto him. “I..I c..could probably do that.”
Jimin and Taehyung squeal in delight, throwing their arms around Yoongi, squeezing him tight. Yoongi can’t help but notice the bunny hybrid standing off to the side, his eyes watching the interaction. Not saying a word.
Seokjin claps his hands together, getting everyone’s attention. “Perfect. I have a great feeling about all of this. Stay here with Hobi,” he tells Yoongi, “He will give you a brief rundown of the evening. “Babies, it’s time to get ready. Shoo, shoo,” he waves them off.
Yoongi watches the bunny hybrid walk away, his eyes immediately drawn to his white cottontail. He still cannot help but wonder if it is as soft as it looks.
Jimin and Taehyung notice Yoongi’s eyes on Jungkook’s ass–ets. The feline duo smirk at each other before leaning in close to Yoongi, their lips near his ears.
“Don’t mind Kookie, hyung…” whispers Jimin, before taking a step away from Yoongi, a smirk on his face.
“...He is just a little shy, but he’ll come around,” whispers Taehyung, reaching for Jimin’s hand. They give Yoongi a smirk before they turn and scamper after Jungkook.
Yoongi turns back to the bar, seeing Hoseok looking at him with a wide grin on his face and amusement in his eyes. “So that was Jinnie’s babies. What do you think?”
Yoongi doesn’t answer. He reaches for his water and takes a long drink. Hoseok’s laughter rang in his ears.
Jungkook is sitting at his vanity going through his bag, when he notices Jimin and Taehyung stumble in through the door, their giggles filling the air. What could be so entertaining . The new sound technician seemed quiet, a man of few words. What could he have had, that had Jimin and Taehyung giggling like that?
“Did you feel his arms, TaeTae?” Jimin and Taehyung approach Jungkook, hand in hand.
“He is definitely hiding some muscle under those clothes, Chim. Who would have thought that his arms would feel like that! Looks can be deceiving, I guess” Jimin and Taehyung turn their gaze towards Jungkook. “What did you think, Kookie?”
“What do I think?” he pauses, “think about what?”
“The new sound technician!” exclaimed Jimin and Taehyung together as they took a seat on either side of Jungkook. They both lean into him with expectant looks on their faces. They really don’t understand the concept of personal space. Jungkook smiles slightly while shaking his head at their antics.
He rolls his eyes before answering, “I just met him today. What am I supposed to think?” Jungkook pours some foundation on the back of his hand. Grabbing his beauty blender he starts applying it to his face.
“Pfft, don’t be like that Kookie.” Jimin takes the beauty blender out of Jungkook’s hand and starts skillfully applying the rest of his foundation. “You know what we want to hear.” Jimin pulled back to look at Jungkook’s face before reaching for the concealer and bronzer to start the contour.
He does know what his friends want to hear. How is he supposed to form an opinion so quickly? Also he does not need any other entanglements in his life. He has enough to deal with as it is. No matter how good looking the person may be.
“Koooookie,” drawls out Taehyung, “You cannot tell me, you didn’t notice his face.” He grabs a brush and starts grooming Jungkook’s white ears. Making the fur soft and shiny.
“He’s just the new sound technician” he says pouting. “Who even knows how long he will last?”
“Kook-ah, I love you but I need you to stop pouting when I’m trying to do your face.” Jimin grumbles. “Also don’t be like that. I think Yoongi hyung will surprise you. He certainly seemed talented enough.”
Taehyung, ignoring the conversation happening between Jimin and Jungkook, continued to talk about Yoongi’s good looks. “Didn’t you notice, his wavy hair,” Taehyung muses, “just long enough to run your fingers through.”
“Or pull,” chimes in Jimin as he finishes with Jungkook’s face. Jungkook can feel himself flushing at Jimin’s statement. His friends really had no filter for the things that came out of their mouths. And he does not need that mental image in his head.
“And those eyes, Kook-ah,” Taehyung says dreamily. “They look like they could look into your soul. Read your every thought.”
Jungkook scoffs at Taehyung’s statement. Was Taehyung really that delusional? “Seriously Taehyungie? You were with him for like, what, five minutes?”
“You can learn a lot in five minutes, Kookie. Now close your eyes.” Jimin expertly starts to apply shadow to Jungkook’s eyelids.
“Exactly Kook-ah, listen to your hyung’s, you can learn a lot about somebody in five minutes.” Taehyung lays himself over Jungkook’s shoulders. He looks at Jimin with a devilish gleam in his eyes. “Stuff like, Yoongi hyung could not take his eyes off of you. He was quite smitten.”
Jungkook attempts to look at Taehyung, but before he can move his head very far, he feels a strong grip on his chin, keeping his head in place. “Kook-ah, I swear to god if you try to move your head again, I will make you look like a raccoon. Stay still.” He hears Taehyung’s laughter in his ear.
“Seriously though Kookie, even with Jimin and I hanging off of him, he only had eyes for you. We weren’t even a blip on his radar.”
“TaeTae is right,” Jimin sets down the brushes, “He only had eyes for you.” Jimin rubs his hands together, pleased with how Jungkook’s makeup turned out. “Take a look Kook-ah, what do you think?”
Opening his eyes, Jungkkook assesses Jimin’s handiwork himself in the mirror. Jimin really outdid himself. Shimmery gold eyeshadow, lays on his eyelids, making his brown eyes appear warm and vibrant. Gold glitter highlights his cheekbones. He looked ethereal. “Thanks, Jimnie, I love it.”
Jimin smiles at Jungkook’s statement, he shoos him off telling him to go get ready. Jimin turns to Taehyung. “TaeTae you’re up, come here.” Jimin begins to skillfully apply Taehyung’s makeup as they chatter to one another.
Jungkook grabs his outfit and gets dressed. He cannot help but admire himself in the mirror. Turning side to side taking in every angle. He knows he looks good. His mind drifts to the new sound technician. He really was pretty with his wavy hair and sleepy eyes. But he cannot afford to have any distractions. He has a job to do, an act to sell afterall.
Hoseok introduces Yoongi to the bar staff, waiters, security and some of the other dancers. His mind is reeling with all the new names and faces. He pays close attention to Hoseok, as he breaks down what a typical night is like at the club. Last but not least Hoseok introduces him to Minho, the light technician.
Yoongi and Minho take some time to go over the set list before the club opens. Making sure everything is perfect so that tonight goes smoothly for both of them. Soon it was time for the club to open. The beginning of the night is easy, with background music playing as various hybrid dancers take the stage. Entertaining the crowd before the main acts start.
“It’s almost time for the main acts to start,” murmurs Minho. “You ready?”
Yoongi double checks the monitor and his screens. Making sure everything is perfect. He gives Minho a thumbs up. He can not afford to screw this up. He really needs this job. He is checking everything for a third time when he hears the club’s announcer.
ARE YOU READY?
STARTING OFF THIS EVENING’S ENTERTAINMENT
ENTERING THE STAGE
WE HAVE THE LOVELY BUNNY!!!
Yoongi's eyes turn to the stage. Momentarily distracted by the vision that is Jeon Jungkook. So distracted that he almost missed his cue, key word being, almost. Dragging his focus back to the soundboard, Yoongi hits play. Minho dims the lights in the room, turning the stage spot lights on. The music starts, and Yoongi is once again distracted by Jungkook.
Yoongi was having difficulty finding the words to accurately describe Jungkook. He was radiant– divine– angelic. Yoongi could not tear his gaze away from him, no matter how hard he tried. Jungkook was a vision with his white leather choker with diagonal straps covering his pecs before wrapping around his chest. White angel wings hitting him mid back. Gold sequin shorts, encasing muscular thighs.
Jungkook moves across the stage, acting bashful but at the same time sultry. Yoongi is so enamored at the sight in front of him, he doesn’t hear the footsteps approaching him from behind. He jumps slightly, when he hears a voice in his ear.
“Beautiful isn’t he.” Yoongi turns his head to look at Seokjin, embarrassed to be caught staring. “You can look Yoongi-yah– you can look but you cannot touch without consent.” Seokjin says with a big smile on his face. However, his eyes were not smiling. “If you touch without consent you will be gone and I’ll make sure you never work in the industry again.” Seokjin draws a finger across his throat, “Capisce?”
Yoongi nods his head quickly. “Look, no touch, touch only with consent. Got it.”
“Now, what I’m really here for.” Yoongi turns his entire focus to Seokjin. “For the Kittens set, I want to change some things. I want you to…” Yoongi grabs his pad and immediately begins taking notes. His eyes glancing over to the stage every so often as Jungkook continues to perform.
Yoongi makes it through the rest of Jungkook’s performance without a hitch. The Kittens set was a breeze. The Kittens were the last act of the night. Yoongi keyed up several songs to last the rest of the night. Double checking the system, he saw that everything was in place. He told Minho he was taking a short break. Leaving the booth, he headed over to the bar.
“Ah Yoongi hyung, great job tonight.” Hoseok states in between taking orders and serving drinks. During a short lull, he tossed a bottle of water over to Yoongi. He catches it, bowing his head in thanks before taking a big gulp.
Turning away from the bar, his eyes start roaming over the crowd, taking everything in. His eyes are drawn to the VIP area. He watches as Jimin and Taehyung entertain a group of patrons, noting how they really are a striking hybrid duo.
His eyes find the bunny hybrid next. A woman is flirting with Jungkook. He watches as the woman grabs Jungkook's hands and leads him towards the dark red door. His brow furrows as he watches the pair disappear through the door.
What is through that door? Yoongi is lost in thought as his mind races with different scenarios that could be happening beyond that dark red door, so much so that he barely notices Hoseok coming to stand beside him.
“It’s best not to think about it,” murmurs Hoeseok.
“Think about what, Hobi.” His eyes, not moving from the door. He cannot bring himself to look away. What happens back there?
“The door, it’s best not to think about it.” Hoseok puts his hand on Yoongi’s shoulder, drawing his attention away from the door. “Come on hyung, Jinnie wants to talk to you.” Hoseok steers him to the staff hallway before he heads back to the bar.
Remembering his way, Yoongi walks down the hallway stopping at the open purple door. “Ah yes, Yoongi-yah,” Seokjin exclaims, “Come in. I want to discuss your schedule and some ideas that I have.”
It’s late when Jungkook gets back to his apartment. Inputting the key code, he lets himself in quietly. He softly drops his duffel to the floor and removes his shoes. Walking in further, his attention is drawn to the curled up figure on the couch.
“She wanted to stay up and wait for you,” comes a voice from the kitchen. “I tried to convince her to go to bed, but she just wouldn’t go.”
Jungkook approaches the couch with a soft smile on his face. He reaches out to run his hands over the kit’s black curls and white ears. “It’s okay, ahjumma. I know how stubborn she can be.” Looking over at his neighbor, who also doubles his babysitter. “Thank you for watching her.”
“No problem, Jungkook-ah.” His neighbor gathers her things. “Same time next week?” Jungkook nods his acknowledgement. “I’ll see myself out.” The sound of the door opening and closing causes the little kit to stir. Her eyes slowly blinking open.
“Appa,” she exclaims, throwing her arms around him, “You back.” He can see her little cottontail twitching in happiness.
“Yes, Haru-ah, I’m back.” He gives her a small hug before pulling back. “And what do you think you’re doing out here, little lady. You are supposed to be in your nest.”
“I wait for Appa. Haru misses Appa.” She places her hands on Jungkook's cheeks, squeezing them together. “Appa miss Haru?”
He kisses her on the nose, before rubbing their noses together. Grinning at her soft giggles. “Of course Appa missed Haru,” he says while picking Haru up and placing her on his hip. “Enough excuses, little lady. It’s time for bed.”
“Haru love Appa.”
Holding her close, Jungkook heads back to her bedroom. Haru is the reason why he does what he does. The reason why he deals with rich assholes. Haru is his whole word. He will do whatever it takes to support her and make her life easy. He kisses the top of her head, “And Appa loves Haru.”
Chapter 3
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Not wasting any time, Seokjin begins to speak as soon as Yoongi sits down. “For your schedule I want you at the club on Wednesday during the day. Wednesday is dance practice and when the dancers run through their routines.”
“Wednesday is sound check, got it.”
“I will also need you Friday and Saturday night. I don’t think I need to explain why.”
“Yes, hyung.” Yoongi murmurs, “Wednesday during the day, then Friday and Saturday night. I can absolutely do that.”
Seokjin peers at Yoongi through his lashes, tapping his fingers on the desk. “There is something else I want, Yoongi-yah.” Yoongi stares curiously at Seokjin, wondering what else Seokjin could want from him. “I want you to create a couple exclusive tracks for the club.”
Yoongi’s jaw dropped as he listened to what Seokjin was saying. He wants Yoongi to create exclusive tracks for the club. This cannot be real life, someone actually wants his music.
“I liked what I heard the other day. The Kittens as well.” Seokjin leans back in his desk chair, interlacing his hands, resting them on his stomach. “Exclusive tracks for the club would be good marketing. Sets us apart from other clubs in the area.” Seokjin chuckles at the awestruck look on Yoongi’s face before continuing. “I promise to compensate you for your work. What do you say, Yoongi-yah?”
“Y..yes. Of course,” stutters Yoongi, in awe of what was transpiring. This is all just some elaborate dream right? Yoongi pinches his arm, Ow, no, it was definitely not a dream. This was really happening. Seokjin wants to pay him for his music. Pay. Him. For. His. Music.
“Perfect.” Seokjin leans forward reaching into a desk drawer and pulling out a small stack of papers. “Let’s go over this contract and get it signed.” Seokjin points out various clauses and terms of employment. “We will start on a probationary period, let’s say 90 days. After that we can discuss something more long term.”
Reading over the contract, Yoongi signs his name at the signature line. “Ah yes, before I forget. This is your salary for the probationary period. After that we can discuss a higher rate.” Seokjin writes a number on a piece of paper before turning it over and sliding it over to Yoongi.
Yoongi picks up the paper and his jaw drops. “You cannot be serious.” This is too much. Much more than what he was making at his previous jobs combined. Looking at Seokjin’s amused expression he had to ask, “Are you serious?” He waves the paper around.
“Oh I am very serious, Yoongi-yah. Does this work for you?” Speechless, Yoongi shakes his head furiously. Seokjin holds out his hand to Yoongi. “Perfect, I look forward to working with you Yoongi-yah.”
Yoongi grabs a hold of Seokjin’s hand, shaking it. “Thank you Jin hyung, I look forward to working with you as well.”
Yoongi leaves Seokjin’s office, still in a state of disbelief. He pinches himself one more time. Yep he definitely felt that. This is really happening. He finally got a job working with music. And not just any music, he will also get to work with his own music.
“Yoongi hyung, how did it go?” Yoongi looks over and sees Namjoon approaching him.
He smiles widely at Namjoon. He has him to thank for the job after all. “It went great, Joon-ah.” He wraps his arm around his friend’s shoulder, giving him a side hug before continuing. “Thank you for recommending me. Let’s go eat, Hyung's treat.”
“Lead the way hyung.”
Yoongi falls quickly into his new routine. Wednesdays, Fridays and Saturdays are spent at the club. He works on the club’s exclusive tracks on Tuesday and Thursday. Sunday and Monday are his days off. Yoongi is happy. Not only is he working with music, he is working on his own music as well. He finally feels like things are falling into place for him.
And just like Yoongi predicted, he found himself becoming closer to Hoseok. Their personalities just clicked in a way that worked well together. Therefore it wasn’t uncommon for Namjoon, Hoseok and Yoongi to grab a bite or hang out after work.
Yoongi was walking to work, one wednesday morning. Iced americano in hand as he mentally went through the day’s to-do list. Lost in thought, he jumps slightly when he feels something furry on his wrist. Soon after he feels someone, well make that two someones, latch onto his arm. He mentally sighs, knowing what's coming.
“Yoongi–” whines Taehyung, his ears flat on his head, his striped tail swishing behind him as he holds onto Yoongi’s arm. A pout on his face.
“–Hyung,” finishes Jimin also with a pout on his face. His eyes pleading.
After working with the feline terrors for the last month, Yoongi was used to their antics. They were over the top with their actions. They also had no concept of personal space. He sighs, shaking his head at the two, before attempting to extract his arm from Taehyung’s grasp. He wasn’t successful. Taehyung just held on tighter.
“Did you finish it? Please tell me you finished it hyungie,” he whined.
“Yeah hyung, did you finish it?” Jimin starts to pull on Yoongi’s arm almost causing him to spill his iced americano.
“Aish, will you two cut it out.” The duo lets Yoongi pull his arms free. “You almost made me spill my drink.” Yoongi takes an involuntary step back when the two suddenly step in front of him. Their palms pressed together, their ears flat on their head and their eyes pleading.
“H..yu..ng,” they wine in unison.
Closing his eyes, he sighs. “Yes, I finished it. Come on.”
Squealing, the duo throw themselves at Yoongi wrapping their arms around him. THis iced americano sloshes in his cup, almost spilling once again. “Aish, wat—
“Thank you hyung.”
“Yes, thank you so much hyungie.” They let go of him, interlocking their hands as they ran off to the door into the club. Cheering as they went.
Yoongi shakes his head at their antics. They can be a lot, but they are so easy to please. Looking down at himself he makes sure his drink didn’t spill on his clothes. Perfect. He heads towards the club entrance when he hears soft footsteps behind him. Turning around he sees Jungkook, his breath catches in his throat. Jungkook is still just as beautiful as the first day Yoongi saw him. Adorable in his oversized hoodie and sweats, headphones over his ears, his duffel on his shoulder.
Yoongi thought time would help with his little crush. In actuality it just made it worse. There was just something about Jungkook that kept Yoongi captivated. The sad thing is, they didn’t even interact much. Greetings here and there. That’s it. Yoongi doesn’t understand why he is crushing so hard.
Yoongi holds the door open for Jungkook as he approaches. Jungkook bows in his head in greeting their eyes, briefly meeting before heading inside the club. Yoongi can feel his cheeks start to redden. He holds his iced americano to his heated cheeks. Willing the redness to go down. If the others notice his flushed cheeks, he will never hear the end of it.
Entering the green room, Jungkook heads over to his vanity to set down his things. Music blaring in his headphones as he gets lost in the emotion and feeling of the song. Jungkook found this random rapper on soundcloud and he has been obsessed ever since. He is so lost in the song, he doesn’t hear Jimin and Taehyung approach.
He startles slightly when he feels a tap on his shoulder. Damn bunny genetics making him skittish. He turns around to see Jimin and Taehyung smiling at him. “Hi hyungs,” murmurs Jungkook as he removes his headphones.
“Whatcha listening to Kookie?” says Taehyung as he makes grabby hands at Jungkook’s headphones.
Jungkook dodges his hands. “Just some rapper, I found on soundcloud.”
“Did you happen to see Mr. Gummy Smile on your way in?” asks Jimin as he steps close to Jungkook, ruffling his hair and the fur on his ears. Annoyed, Jungkook swats at Jimin’s hands. Laughing, Jimin dodges Jungkook’s hands. Still laughing Jimin throws his arms around Jungkook squeezing him tight. “Did you see how scrumptious he looked today?” Jimin wiggles his eyebrows.
“I usually don’t like the messy bun look on men,” replies Taehyung, “But he pulls it off so well. Did you get a look, Kookie?” Taehyung tilts his head to the side, looking at Jungkook inquiringly.
“Guys, will you stop it.” Jungkook pushes Jimin off of him onto Taehyung. Who easily catches him. Jungkook watches as Taehyung wraps his arms around Jimin’s waist. His chin resting on Jimin’s shoulder. The two of them are staring at Jungkook as they sway in place. “Why do you keep questioning me about Yoongi-ssi?”
“Kookie, he has told us multiple times to call him hyung,” Jimin snuggles deeper into Taehyung’s embrace. “Why do you insist on referring to him as, Yoongi-ssi?”
“Because,” Jungkook says stubbornly.
“What are you so afraid of Kookie?” Jungkook pulls off his hoodie, throwing it onto the vanity. “Yoongi hyung is really nice.” Jungkook sends Jimin and Taehyung a look, before leaving without saying a word.
Jimin sighs as he watches Jungkook leave. He turns himself around in Taehyung’s embrace to face him. “Yoongi hyung is just so smitten with him and Kookie won’t acknowledge that”
“I know, Chimmy.” Taehyung rests his forehead on Jimin’s. “Yoongi hyung only has eyes for Kookie.” Breaking apart for their embrace, they clasp their hands together, walking towards the door. “I just wish Kook would take a chance.”
“I wish he would too, TaeTae.”
Hand in hand they head towards the door, back out into the main floor. Bursting through the door, they start shouting, “YOONGI HYUNG, are you ready for us?”
Jungkook watches as Jimin and Taehyung throw themselves at Yoongi. Grabbing a hold of his arms. A wicked look in their eyes as they squeeze his biceps asking him about his workout routine. Jungkook notices Namjoon chuckling at the pair and Yoongi’s exasperated look on his face.
Yoongi can feel another set of eyes on him. He looks up from the felines and locks eyes with Jungkook. Embarrassed to be caught staring, Jungkook looks away quickly. Yoongi can still hear Jimin and Taehyung carrying on.
“H..yu..ng,” they whine. “We want to hear our new song.”
“Alright Kittens,” claps Seokjin, appearing out of nowhere. “Let’s get started,” Walking up to Yoongi and the Felines, “Yah, let go of poor Yoongi here.” Seokjin takes a hold of Jimin and Taehyung’s arms, pulling them away. “Yoongi-yah, head to the booth,” Seokjin nods his head towards the booth. Before turning his gaze on Jungkook. “Go stretch and warm-up.”
Jungkook watches Yoongi as he walks away. Taking in his appearance without fear of getting caught. He really is attractive, with his wavy hair pulled out of his face, oversized sweater and tight jeans. Jungkook sneakily watches as Yoongi’s long fingers move deftly over the sound board controls. He listens in awe as new music fills the room.
So this must be the track Yoongi has been working on for the Kittens. It is amazing. It fits their personalities so well. Jungkook’s eyes widen in astonishment as he continues to listen. The track was really good. He wonders if it would be too much to ask, if Yoongi would make a track for him. Lost in thought, Jungkook doesn’t notice the track ending, he is torn away from his thoughts when he hears Seokjin’s voice.
“Yoongi-yah, that was amazing!” Seokjin exclaims excitedly, “Kittens, what do you think?”
“We love it hyung!” Shouts Taehyung.
“Really?” smiles Yoongi. His gums showing.
“Yes, really!” replies Jimin before turning to Seokjin. “When can we dance to it?
“Get a routine together and then we can talk about adding it into the rotation.”
“TaeTae, let’s go work on it now!” The two run off together.
“Jungkook-ah you’re up next.”
Jungkook saunters towards the stage, taking his place. As the music starts, he begins to move gracefully, allowing the tempo to take over until he loses himself to the music. Dancing has become his escape ever science his ex took off with all of his savings, leaving him with a mountain of debt. Regardless of his love of dance, the true thing that kept him going, kept him moving and putting up with this life was Haru. Dancing was his only way to support Haru and himself. He would do anything for his little girl.
Yoongi is once again spellbound by the way Jungkook moves across the stage. He really is so beautiful. Lost in the performance occuring in front of him he doesn’t notice the feline's approach.
Jimin and Taehyung smirk at each other before settling on either side of Yoongi and nudging him with their arms. “Take a picture, it will last longer hyung.” Yoongi feels his cheeks redden after being caught. Caught admiring Jungkook.. again. “Or maybe even a video.” Jimin exclaims mischievously.
“Oh I have tons of pictures of Kookie, hyung,” chimes in Taehyung, “Videos too,” he wags his eyebrows at Yoongi. Tilting his head to the side, a mischievous gleam in his eye Taehyung continues, “Do you want me to send you one hyung? Do ya? I have the perfect one…”
“Will you two cut it out? No I don’t want you to send me a pic,” Yoongi says to Taehyung before turning his head to Jimin, “And no I don’t want a video either. Don’t you two have work to get back too?”
Jimin and Taehyung can’t help but giggle at Yoongi’s statement, “You can’t fool us hyung.”
“Yea, you can’t fool us.” They run off together hand in hand. Shortly after, Yoongi heard his phone ding. Looking down he sees new messages from Jimin and Taeyhyung. He lets out a big sigh before sticking his phone back in his pocket without looking. Even though he is extremely tempted, it can wait until he’s home.
After a couple more hours of making sure the sound was perfect for the dancer’s routines, Seokjin calls it a day dismissing Yoongi before heading to the green room with the dancers.
Yoongi watches as the dancers and Seokjin disappear behind the door to the green room. He cannot help but glance at the dark red door before shaking his head trying to get the thoughts to go away.
Don’t go there, Yoon, remember curiosity killed the cat .
Yoongi packs up his stuff and shoots off a text as he rushes out the door. He has dinner plans with Hoseok and Namjoon and he is running late.
Seokjin pulls out his phone, “Now that practice is over. Let’s go over who will be in attendance this weekend.” Multiple chimes are heard throughout the room. Jimin, Taeyhyung and Jungkook pull out their phones. Seokjin is nothing but detailed in his research. The email includes the Patron’s name, photo, likes, dislikes and net worth.
Jungkook knows that Seokjin is extremely selective with who he will allow to enter the club. Safety of the staff has always been Seokjin’s primary priority. Manipulating the rich into dropping obscene amounts of money, that's Seokjin’s second priority.
Jungkook is so thankful that Seokjin created a safe space for hybrids to work. Finding any decent work that paid well as a hybrid was tough. At least, here at the club, Jungkook was safe and he pulled in a decent amount to keep the creditors off his back.
“Oh TaeTae, look at this one,” croons Jimin, his cat ears twitching excitedly. Jimin and Taehyung took seducing the Patrons’ as a type of challenge. Often creating challenges among each other to make the evening more exciting .
Taehyung looks curiously, over Jimin’s shoulder, at the screen. “I bet I can make him pay for a dance before you do.”
“I bet I can get him to pay for two dances.” Jimin rebuttals his eyes narrowing at Taehyung. “Shake on it?”
“Shake on it.” Taehyung agrees as he and Jimin shake hands. “And when I win, you’ll have to..” Jimin and Taehyung continue to bicker, as Seokjin makes his way over to Jungkook.
“Jungkookie, I think this one would be a good one for you.” Jungkook looks at the profile that Seokjin shows him.
Name: Choi Jihoon
Likes: Male hybrids, preference for bunny hybrids, submissives
Dislikes: strong personality
Networth: $$$$
The photo shows an unattractive middle aged man with a pudgy face. Jungkook’s eyes go straight to the man’s net worth. He sees the dollar signs and smiles. He has found his primary target for the weekend. Looking up to Seokjin, he lets out a smile, “Thanks Jinnie hyung.”
“Now remember my darlings,” Everyone in the room turns to look at Seokjin. “They can look, they can touch but only touch within reason, within the agreed upon limits. If at any point you are uncomfortable, hit the panic button. Your safety is of the utmost importance to me,” Seokjin says seriously, before a cheeky grin appears on his face. “Let’s swindle these fools. Pray on their desires,” he throws his arms out wide, “for our own gains.” The dancers cheer at Seokjin’s little speech.
Jimin and Taehyung holler in excitement as they throw themselves onto Seokjin, hugging him.
“Kookie, get over here,” yells Jimin. “We need you.”
“It’s group hug time, Kookie.” Jungkook walked over to the little group, as they held their arms out wide. As he got closer, they threw their arms around him, pulling him in close.
Yoongi walks into the BBQ joint, noticing Namjoon and Hoseok already seated at a table and decides to head in their direction. Setting down his bag, he takes the empty seat and bows his head in greeting.
“Ah hyung, hello.” Hoseok continues with grilling the meat. “How was dance practice, did the Kittens behave?” Hoseok grins at the annoyed look on Yoongi’s face.
“I don’t even know why you ask that, Hobi.” Hoseok places some meat on his plate. “Those two don’t know how to behave.” Hoseok and Namjoon both laugh at Yoongi’s declaration.
“Isn’t that the truth?” Hoseok puts some meat on his and Namjoon’s plates before setting down the grilling tongs. “What did they do this time?” Yoongi goes into the story of what happened at today’s dance practice. Entertaining his friends with the feline duo’s antics.
After eating their fill, they sat back in their chairs, sharing a bottle of Soju among themselves whilst chatting about anything and everything. During a lull in conversation, Yoongi takes a deep breath before asking. “What can you tell me about Jungkook?”
Hoseok and Namjoon share a look, eyebrows raised. Yoongi knows he hasn’t been the best at concealing his infatuation with the bunny hybrid. It’s even more apparent now with the smirks shared between the two.
“Jungkookie,” Hoseok takes a drink, “is one of Jinnie’s newer hires. He has only been with us for the last six months.”
“Jimin and Taehyung recommended him actually,” supplies Namjoon taking a sip of his drink.
“He tends to keep to himself or to the Felines. And Jinnie..he talks to Jinnie. Doesn’t really interact with the other staff or dancers,” adds Hoseok finishing off his drink.
“He’s a pretty private person, hyung,” supplies Namjoon. “We don’t know too much about him. The Feline’s recommended him. Said he needed some work and Jin hyung hired him.”
“Jinnie would never turn down a hybrid in need. Why do you ask hyung,” Hoseok wiggles his eyebrows at him, “Does someone have a crush?”
Yoongi flushes red at Hoseok’s statement. “N..no,” he takes a large drink. “I’m– I’m just curious, that's all.” He turns his attention down to his drink.
Namjoon and Hoseok roar in laughter at their hyung’s discomfort. Yoongi smiles and shakes his head at his friends.
“Whatever you say hyung.”
“Yea, whatever helps you sleep at night.”
J ungkook arrives at the club, Friday afternoon. He heads straight to the green room to drop off his stuff. He wondered if Yoongi-ssi was here. He had an idea for a current song on his set and needed to find the man, so he could ask him if it was possible.
Heading out to the main floor, he looked around searching for the smaller man. He found him in the sound booth, looking over the set list for the night. Perfect. As he got closer to the sound booth, Jungkook found himself feeling shy. He didn’t interact with the others in the club much. Mostly sticking to Seokjin, Jimin and Taehyung.
Yoongi must have sensed his presence because before Jungkook could get any words out, Yoongi was turning around to face him. Jungkook notices Yoongi’s eyes widening slightly. “Umm Jungkook-ah, can I help you?”
“Y..yes, Yoongi-ssi, I was wondering if I could run an idea past you?”
“Umm, okay Jungkook-ah,” Yoongi points to the empty seat, “What is it?”
Jungkook takes a seat. “So I had an idea for my set, I was wondering if it was possible to…” Jungkook spewed out the rest of his ideas. During his explanation, Yoongi made noncommittal noises, nodding his head along.
“That could work, Jungkook-ah.” Jungkook feels Yoongi’s gaze turn to him, “Let’s try it out and see.” Jungkook watched as Yoongi’s skillful fingers flew over the keys, making Jungkook’s idea come to life. “What do you think?”
“Yes, Yoongi-ssi, yes! It is exactly what I was envisioning.” Jungkook blurted out quickly, a huge smile on his face. He couldn’t help but notice the tips of Yoongi’s ears reddening. Jimin and Taehyung were right, Yoongi-ssi is not terrible looking. But he doesn’t have time of infatuations.
“You are wanting to do this tonight, I’m assuming.” Jungkook nods his head eagerly. “Run it past, Jin hyung. If he agrees, then we're good to go.”
“Thank you Yoongi-ssi,” Jungkook says brightly as stands to leave. Turning back around he gives a small bow, “Thank you again.” Jungkook runs off, eager to find Seokjin. He doesn’t even notice the flush creeping up Yoonig’s face.
After getting the okay from Seokjin, Jungkook heads back to the green room to get ready. His cottontail twitching in excitement, he is so excited for the set tonight. Jungkook bends over, reaching for his bag, searching for his makeup. It has been a while since Jungkook was excited about a set. Yoongi-ssi was so nice and listened to him, he wasn’t used to that. Standing back up he notices Jimin standing behind him.
“It looks like someone is excited,” Jimn purrs, motioning to Jungkook’s twitching tail, as he throws his arm around Jungkook’s shoulder. Jimin gives him a squeeze before reaching up to ruffle Jungkook’s hair. “And pray tell, what has got my Kookie so excited?”
Jungkook turns away from Jimin so he can’t see his face. He knows that Jimin can read him like a book and he doesn’t want him to know what he is up to just yet.
“It’s nothing Jiminie, I just feel like it’s going to be a good night.”
He can feel Jimin staring at him, he knows that Jimin wants to question him further. He goes to open his mouth to speak,
“Anddddd, what are you guys up to over here?” Taehyung walks up to the pair. Immediately plastering himself on Jimin, his striped tail wrapping itself around Jimin’s waist.
“Nothing Taehyungie,” Jimin leans into his side, “We’re just talking about tonight. Jungkookie is up to something, and I am aiming to find out what that is.”
“Really?” Taehyung looks at Jungkook like he knows something, “Does it have anything to do with me seeing you talking with Mr. Gummy Smile earlier?”
“Kookie!” Jimin shrieks, “You talked to him!?!”
There is no hiding the flush that appears on his face. Of course Taehyung would be the one to out him. He closes his eyes and sighs. “Can’t you just leave it be? Just this once?”
“And where would be…” Jimin starts.
“...The fun in that?” finishes Taehyung. They looked at eachother, a gleam in their eyes, before they pounced on top of Jungkook.
“Come on, Jungkookie, tell us what you are up to?” Jimin digs his fingers into Jungkook’s side, tickling him. He knows exactly how to get Jungkook to break.
Taehyung sits himself down happily on Jungkook’s stomach, completely eliminating the chance of him having a successful escape. “Tell us Jungkookie, do tell us what you were talking to Yoongi hyung about?”
“Okay,” Jungkook said in between peals of laughter, “Okay, OKAY, just stop and I’ll tell you.” Jimin and Taehyung look triumphantly at each other. They get up from the floor and head over to the chaise lounge.
“Tell us everything.” Jimin and Taehyung said in unison, their eyes gleaming with eager excitement.
The trio giggle together as they finish getting ready together for the night.
Jungkook takes one last look at himself in the mirror. Mesh long sleeves fastening onto a metal ring flushed at his sternum. Thigh high fishnets attached to a garterbelt. Bikini brief bottoms. The entire ensemble in black, making his white cottontail stick out. His eyes are smoked out. He smirks at himself in the mirror. Perfect.
Jungkook heads out onto the stage. The music starts and he dances. Smiling to himself at the changes in the music. Changes that he was a part of. Yoongi-ssi did a great job, making his idea come to life.
His eyes drift over the crowd, searching. There in the VIP lounge, Choi Jihoon.
Perfect.
Jungkook makes his way to the VIP lounge, after his set. He doesn’t approach Choi Jihoon right away. Men like Choi Jihoon like to feel like they are the one’s in charge. So Jungkook lets him think that. Choi Jihoon approaches him, when he is flirting with another patron. Acting coy, Jungkook flutters his eyes at the man.
In no time, Choi Jihoon is leading Jungkook to the dark red door. Jungkook inwardly smirks, Choi Jihoon plays right into his hands. Following the man through the door, Jungkook doesn’t notice the set of worried eyes tracking him.
Chapter 4
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Time passes and Yoongi continues to work at the club. Before he knows the probationary period is over and he is taken on as a full time employee.
Yoongi’s interactions with Jungkook are still strictly work related. Jungkook will come to him about ideas for his sets, that is it. He has been working on a song for Jungkook, but it’s not ready yet. Yoongi needs to be perfect before he can share it with him.
Yoongi watches Jungkook from afar, yearning. Though his interactions with Jungkook are brief and always related to work, he cannot help but wonder how Jungkook ended up in a place like this. Jungkook just seems so innocent, too innocent for a place like this. No matter how much he craves the answer he cannot ask Hoseok and Namjoon again, they would never let him hear the end of it. Jimn and Taehyung are out of the question too.
Observing Jungkook soon becomes Yoongi’s habit. He watches as he dances, observes him interacting with patrons in the VIP lounge. Time and time again, he watches Jungkook being led to the dark red, almost black door. He notices Jimin and Taehyung as well, but he doesn’t worry about them the same as he does Jungkook. The Feline Duo have claws and they are not afraid to use them.
Without realizing it, Yoongi started to mentally keep track of how long Jungkook would be beyond the dark red door. He notes that Jungkook is never gone for more than 40-45 minutes. Yoongi can only speculate on what happens, but everytime he does, a feeling he cannot even begin to describe fills him. He hates feeling this way. He doesn’t understand why he feels like this when he barely interacts with the bunny hybrid.
It’s a Friday night and Yoongi is distracted (slightly) by Jungkook, at a distance watching him as he meanders through the VIP lounge. Yoongi’s eyes follow Jungkook as he runs his hands over various patron’s arms. The shy smiles and coy giggles makes the pit in Yoongi’s stomach grow larger.
From what little interactions he has had with Jungkook, this doesn’t seem like him. The more Yoongi watches him, the more he realizes that it is all an act, it’s fake and Jungkook seems far from fake. What does Jungkook get out of this? Is the question that he frequently asks himself. He shakes his head, knowing that he will probably never know the answer.
Shaking his head, Yoongi turns back to the soundboard, preparing for the Kitten’s set. Checking the time, he sees he has 20 minutes before they go on. “Hey Minho, I’m going to take a quick 15, you good?”
“I got you man. Bring me back a water will ya?”
“Sure thing.” Yoongi leaves the booth and heads towards the club bathroom. He could go to the staff bathroom, but he doesn’t feel like dealing with Jimin and Taehyung antics right now. He is in the stall finishing up, when he hears voices enter the bathroom. He is about to open the door when he hears the voices say Bunny . He pauses, waiting to see if they say more…
“I can’t believe you booked Bunny tonight man.”
“I’ve had him before. The price is steep but so worth it. He follows orders beautifully.”
“Submissive is he?”
“Yes.”
“That ass on him. Is it as tight as I think it is?
“Even tighter. His whole body is mhmm.”
“The things I would do to an ass like that. I bet it would look good all red.”
Yoongi can hear the men laughing as he clenches his fists. Anger and rage filled him. He wants to go out there and give those assholes a piece of his mind. He breathes in and out slowly, trying to get a hold of his anger.
He hears the voices getting further away.
“So is his tail as soft as it looks?”
“You have no idea. It feels…”
Yoongi makes sure the men have left the bathroom before he exits the stall, making a beeline for the sink. He quickly washes his hands, still feeling heated and so he splashes cold water on his face. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, trying to temper his expression. He needed to get his feelings under control before he headed back out onto the floor. How could those men speak of Jungkook like that?
Trying to distract himself from unpleasant thoughts, he swings by the bar to grab a couple of bottles of water from Hoseok before heading back to the booth.
“Here you go,” Yoongi hands off a bottle to Minho before taking a seat.
“Thanks man.”
“No problem.” Yoongi checks the time. “Let’s get ready, The Kittens go on in five.”
Jungkook is in the VIP lounge, acting like a simpering fool. Inwardly he is cringing trying not to roll his eyes as he listens to Choi Jihoon carry on. The pompous bastard was back. Months ago, when Jungkook entertained him, Choi tried to proposition him. After something like that, Jungkook would’ve written Choi off. But the bastard was rich and the payout was something that Jungkook could not turn down. He had creditors breathing down his neck.
Jungkook feels a pudgy hand on his knee, slowly making its way up Jungkook’s thigh. He turns his attention to Choi to see the man grinning salaciously at him. Jungkook lets out a fake giggle as he pushes Choi’s hand away, “Sir, you know that we cannot do that here.”
“Of course, Bunny. Let’s go to our room.” Choi stands pulling Jungkook up, steering him towards the dark red door.
Jungkook plasters a smile on his face as he follows Choi obediently. He makes sure to not visibly shudder at Choi’s statement. Standing at the door, waiting to go in, Jungkook feels the hairs on the back of his neck start to rise.
He briefly glanced behind him, noticing Yoongi. Their eyes lock concisely, before Yoongi quickly looks away. Jungkook turns back to Choi when he hears the door open. Choi yanks Jungkook through the door, moving eagerly to ‘Door 7.’ Upon opening the door, Choi shoves Jungkook inside before closing the door behind him.
NOW AT THE MAINSTAGE
WE HAVE
THE KITTENS
Yoongi starts the music. A small intro plays as Jimin and Taehyung appear on stage. They enter on opposite sides of each other, both clad in a red silk robe. Both embrace center stage, pushing each other's robes off, letting them pool on the floor. The kittens turn away from each other as they strut to the poles coming up from the stage, striking a pose as they wait for the music to begin.
Yoongi cannot help but admire the two as they get ready to dance to one of Yoongi’s original pieces. They look enchanting in their matching corsets that teasingly covers their chest. Black garters, lacy thigh highs and high heels. As the music starts, they begin to dance.
They move in sync as they dance around the poles, tantalizing the crowd with their seductive gazes and moves. The music begins to crescendo right before the beat drops. Before that happens, all the lights flash on as the music abruptly stops. Yoongi looks around in confusion catching a glimpse of Jimin and Taehyung who look worriedly at each other before they rush off the stage.
“What the hell is going on?” Yoongi asks Minho. He hears a commotion as he sees security leading out the man that was with Jungkook earlier and their grip on him appeared rough. His eyes follow security who bring the man up to the stage, as Seokjin appears.
Where was Jungkook?
The club fell absolutely silent. Yoongi isn’t sure if he has ever heard the club be this silent. What in the hell is going on? He wonders as he looks around. Seokjin clears his throat before speaking.
Seokjin takes to the stage, tapping the mic to get everyone’s attention. “Patrons, I would like to remind you of the rules you agreed to abide by when you signed the contract to be a member of this establishment. Violation of these rules makes the contract null and void and you will be removed from the vicinity.” Seokjin turns to the man. “Choi Jihoon, you have violated the terms of your contract. I revoke your membership. Take him away.”
Choi Jihoon is heard yelling and cursing as he is led out of the club. Seokjin turns back to the crowd, a stern look gracing his appearance. “Let this be an example of what happens when you decide to break the rules. We will reconvene in 30 minutes.” Within seconds, a burst of quiet murmurs are heard throughout the crowd as Seokjin exits the stage.
“Yoongi, put some background music on,” mutters Minho as he turns the lights back down.
“Minho, what the hell was that?” demands Yoongi, desperately trying to process everything that just happened.
Where was Jungkook?
“That was the panic alarm. All the back rooms are outfitted with them.”
“Panic alarm?” Yoongi questions, “W..what?” Realization courses through him, Jungkook was the one back there with Choi. He looks over the dark red door, suppressing the urge to check on Jungkook. He needs to finish his shift first, maybe then he can discreetly check on him later.
“All the back rooms are outfitted with them, they are for the dancers. Seokjin boss-nim takes safety seriously. It’s only the second time I’ve seen it actually been used.”
Jungkook must have hit the button then , thought Yoongi. “ That Choi guy, what happens to him?”
“He is blacklisted. Never again can he enter this club. Probably won’t be able to enter any other hybrid club either. These people don’t realize how powerful Seokjin, Boss-nim, is.”
Yoongi nods his head at Minho’s explanation. His mind, without realizing it, wanders back to Jungkook. All he hopes is that Jungkook is okay. Please let him be okay.
Jungkook is sitting on the couch with Namjoon standing beside him when he sees Jimn and Taehyung rush in, immediately, without any form of hesitation, run over to him.
“Kookie, are you okay?” Jimin and Taehyung sit on either side of him. Jimin reaches out to touch Jungkook’s face, moving his head side to side to inspect him. He closes his eyes when he hears the pair gasp. He knows they are seeing the darkening bruises shaped like fingers on his neck.
“I am going to scratch his eyes out,” yells Taehyung, jumping up from the couch.
Namjoon grabs him before he can get very far..settling him back down on the couch. “Let Jin hyung handle it.”
Taehyung pouts, his ears closed to head showing his displeasure. “B..but Namjoonie hyung,” he hisses, trying to get up again.
“Tae.” Jimn says in a low voice, “Leave it, Kookie needs us now.” Taehyung settles back down, turning to Jungkook and wrapping him in his arms. Jimin starts to purr softly as he rocks him softly back and forth.
Surrounded by his hyungs, Jungkook feels safe. He nuzzles his face into Jimin’s neck and grabs both their hands tightly. He feels the tears start to form, as Jimin pets his head. “There, there Kookie, we got you,” Jungkook nuzzles closer. “Let it all out, you're safe now.”
Jungkook starts to cry in earnest, his face buried in Jimin’s neck. He hears footsteps approach and stop right in front of him. He pulls his face away from Jimin and looks over to see Seokjin squatting down in front of him, worry etched in his face. “I’m so sorry Jungkookie. I’m sorry I didn’t keep you safe.” Seokjin bows his head slightly, “I’m so sorry..”
Jungkook reaches out to place his hand on Seokjin’s cheek, “It’s okay, Jin hyung. Namjoonie hyung was there immediately after I hit the button.”
“It is still a situation that I don’t like to happen.” Seokjin’s frowns when he sees the developing bruises on Jungkook’s neck. “Choi Jihoon will never set foot in this club again. I promise you that.” Standing up, he continues, “Can you tell me what happened? I know it’s going to be hard, but I need to know.”
Jungkook nods his head in acknowledgment. Taking a deep breath he begins to explain what transpired in the back room.
Flashback Starts
Jungkook stumbles slightly as Choi pushes him into the room. Eager much? He thinks as walks over to the sound system. He feels Choi push himself into his back, “Play me something sexy, Bunny, I want to see you move.”
Jungkook holds in the shudder at feeling Choi’s breath on the back of his neck. “Of course, whatever Sir desires.” He feels Choi grope his ass, then step away to head towards the loveseat. He hears the soft creak of the loveseat cushions as Choi takes a seat.
Jungkook takes several calming breaths as he goes through the song selections. After finding a song that meets Choi’s request, Jungkook hits play and music fills the room. He starts the timer, praying that the time passes quickly. He is not sure how much more he can stand of this man. He plasters a fake smile on his face as he makes his way to the stage.
“Ah, ah, ah, I want you over here tonight.” Choi points to his lap. “Over here, Bunny.” The smirk on Choi’s face makes Jungkook sick to his stomach.
He keeps repeating, the show must go on, as a kind of mantra to make it through the set. He fights the urge to roll his eyes. He saunters closer to Choi, as he advances, Choi spreads his legs.
“Kneel.” Jungkook drops to his knees, keeping his eyes towards the floor. “You are a vision on your knees.” Jungkook grimaces when Choi grabs his ears forcibly pulling his head back, “So beautiful, you were made to be on your knees.” He roughly lets go of Jungkook’s ears.
Jungkook goes to stand, but Choi pushes him back down to his knees. “Like I said, you were made to be on your knees. Stay down.”
“How is Bunny supposed to dance for Sir when Bunny is on his knees?” Jungkook’s eyes flicker to the location of the panic button. He never had to use it before, but the way Choi is acting, Junkook may have no other choice as fear starts to creep up through him.
Choi reaches out for his cheek, trailing his fingers down it softly before grasping his chin hard. “Who said anything about dancing?” Jungkook winces. “I want you to suck my cock. Be a good Bunny now.” He lets go, sitting back slightly, patting his lap.
“Sir, Bunny is not allowed to do that.” Jungkook reasons. He goes to stand, but Choi grabs his ears, yanking him back down.
“Stay down you little bitch,” Choi says with a domineering tone. He keeps one hand on Jungkook’s ears, pulling forcibly to keep him restrained. His free hand starts to undo the button of his pants. “Put that pretty mouth to use. Suck my cock.”
This is going to hurt. Jungkook yanks his ears free as he pushes Choi back. Jungkook knows he needs to get to the panic button. Before he can get far, he feels Choi grab ahold of him. Throwing him down onto the couch.
“Good bunnies, listen to their masters.” Choi leers, his hands going to Jungkook’s throat, squeezing hard. “Bunnies who don’t listen, pay.” Jungkook flails his arms about trying to get Choi off of him, but the man will not let go.
Jungkook bucks his hips hard, causing Choi to lose his balance and finally let go. He scrambles over to the hidden panic button and slaps his hand down on it. He sees Choi advancing towards him as Jungkook looks around for an escape. Panic starts to fill him when he realizes that Choi has him cornered.
“You little bitch! You are going to pay.” Choi tries to grab Jungkook, a groan escapes his pudgy mouth as the hybrid tries to avoid him.
The door to the room slams open. Namjoon rushes in, yelling, “Get away from him you bastard.” He grabs hold of Choi, pulling him away from Jungkook. Security rushes into the room and Namjoon, without hesitation, shoves Choi their way so they can escort him out of the room.
Namjoon rushes over to Jungkook, “Oh my god, Jungkook-ah, are you okay?”
“Get me out of here.” He cannot help but tremble as he looks around the room. That was close. He can feel the tears start to form, he rubs his eyes, willing them away. “Namjoonie hyung, please,” his voice breaking off at the end.
“I got you, Kook-ah.” Namjoon helps Jungkook to stand. “Let’s go.”
Flashback Ends
Jungkook finishes his tale, looking at the others in the room.
“Choi Jihoon will never be allowed back,” Seokjin growls. “I will make sure he is blacklisted from every club in the area. That fucking bastard.”
“Are you sure I can’t scratch his eyes out, hyung?” Taehyung asks, with his head pushed into Jungkook’s shoulder. “Better yet, I think there is an appendage that needs to be shredded to pieces.”
“Violence isn’t the answer my little cub,” Seokjin says. “Do you want to press charges Jungkookie?”
Jungkook shakes his head no. “I just want to forget this night. I don’t want it dragged out.”
Yoongi typically takes off right after his shift, but tonight he lingers. Still thinking about what transpired earlier that night, he walks over to the bar, nodding at Hoseok as he takes a seat at the bar.
Hoseok turns around, grabbing a bottle of whiskey and pours out a generous serving. “I think you might need this tonight, hyung.” He states while handing the drink to Yoongi, before grabbing another glass and pouring another serving.
Yoongi tips back the glass, taking a long swallow before setting the glass back down. Sensing someone beside him, he looks over to see Namjoon as Hoseok sits a glass down in front of him. Yoongi looks between the two before finally getting the nerve to ask, “So what the fuck was that?”
Yoongi watches as Hoseok and Namjoon share a look. Hoseok tilts his head towards Namjoon, raising his brows as if asking ‘do you want to tell him or will I?’ Namjoon gives a little nod. “That was the panic alarm.”
“No shit Sherlock. Never would have guessed that. Is that what that was?”
Hoseok snorts at the sarcastic statement. “He’s not wrong, Joonie, you kinda walked yourself into that one.”
“Not helping Hobi. Not helping,” mutters Namjoon under his breath before taking a drink. “All the back rooms are outfitted with them as a safety measure. They are there in case…”
“In case of what?!?” Yoongi interrupts, frustrated with Namjoon’s response. “What the fuck happens back there that an alarm is needed? I thought there was security, don’t you work in security?”
“There is security, hyung. But we don’t get back into the room with the dancers.” Yoongi can’t believe he is hearing this. “We are there to stand guard, but we don’t enter the room with them. Once they enter.. they are on their own. Hence why they need the alarm. It’s just an additional safety measure. All members go through a vetting process before they are granted entry into the club.”
“If everyone is vetted, why is the alarm needed?” questions Yoongi. “Shouldn’t it already be safe?”
“Sometimes a bad egg does get through. The panic button is there, for if that happens.” Yoongi can see the weariness on Namjoon’s face. He almost feels bad for yelling at this friend, but he is frustrated. Frustrated with this whole situation. He hates that Jungkook was put into a dangerous situation.
“Like tonight,” chimes Hoseok, “A bad egg got through.. and after tonight that bastard will never set foot in here again. Not to mention he will be blacklisted across all the clubs. Jinnie has that kind of influence.”
Yoongi and Namjoon continue to sip on their drinks in a comfortable silence as Hoseok cleans up the bar. Yoongi’s mind is reeling with all the information he learned tonight. It’s a lot to process. His mind keeps circling back to worrying if Jungkook is okay. He doesn’t even want to think what must have happened back there for the panic button to be pushed.
He looks up from his drink when he hears a door open, which is followed by soft footsteps. He turns around in his stool to see Jungkook leaving with the Feline Duo. The scarf around Jungkook’s neck slips, revealing angry bruises, before he hurriedly pulls it back up in place.
As Jungkook and the Felines leave, Yoongi notices Seokjin making his way to the bar. “Make me a drink, Hobi. I need it after tonight.” Seokjin says with a deep sigh as he takes the seat next to Namjoon. Yoongi hears a loud thump as his hyung rests his forehead on the mahogany bar top.
Namjoon brings his hand to rest on Seokjin’s back, rubbing it softly. “Everyone is okay hyung. No one was seriously harmed, we got to him in time. It’s okay hyung.”
“I know Joonie,” Seokjin raises his head, taking the glass Hoseok hands him, “I am responsible for them and their safety. I feel like I failed them.”
“The alarm did its job and it worked. Jungkook is safe, you protected him. There was nothing more that you could have done, ” Seokjin lays his head on Namjoon’s shoulder as Namjoon continues to rub his back. “You did everything right, hyung.”
“Thanks Joonie.”
Yoongi watches the interaction between the two, wondering if there is something more there. His mind quickly shifts to Jungkook and the bruises he saw forming. Those did not look good. He hopes Jungkook is okay. He wonders if Jungkook would seek out any type of care, if he would treat the bruises, how much time he would take off after an incident like this.
That’s why Yoongi was surprised to say the least when he saw Jungkook back at the club the next day. A wide leather collar covering the bruises on his neck. Yoongi watched as Jungkook acted like nothing even happened. Looking at him, you wouldn’t be able to tell that he was essentially attacked the night prior. Yoongi can’t help but worry when he sees a man leading Jungkook to the dark red door.
Jungkook heads back to the green room after his shift, wincing in pain he removes the wide leather collar from his neck. Looking in the mirror he notices that the bruises look even darker against his pale throat. He can’t believe he let that bastard get the upper hand on him.
“Oh, Kookie– baby.” Jimin comes up to stand behind him. “Oh my poor baby. I’m so sorry.” His hands stroked Jungkook’s ears. He can’t help but wince at feeling his ears being touched. Jimin pulls back his hands, regret in eyes, “I hate that this happened to you.”
“Those look bad, Kookie.” Taehyung comes up beside Jimin. Placing his hands on Jungkook’s shoulders, giving them a little squeeze. Jungkook tries not to jump at the contact. Taehyung is not Choi. “You should’ve taken the day off, why did you come in tonight?”
“You know why, hyung.” He winces as he stretches out his neck. The collar helped to hide the bruises but it made his neck feel even worse. “The creditors are calling in their loans.”
“You should’ve told us Kook,” murmurs Jimin, his hand reaching for Taehyung’s. “Tae and I could've helped.”
“No hyungs. I’m taking care of it.” Jungkook was able to make enough for the payment tonight, with a little to spare. Maybe with that extra money, he should stop at the pharmacy on the way home to get something to help with the discomfort.
“Maybe you should put some ice on that, I can go get you some,” Taehyung offers.
“Nah, I hate the cold. I’ll be okay, hyungie.” He needs to get this makeup off of him so he can leave, he wants his bed and to sleep uninterrupted for several hours. He is reaching for his make up remover when he notices a small bag on the vanity.
That wasn’t here earlier . He pulls the bag closer to him, opening it he finds a high quality bruise cream and anti-inflammatory meds. Well he won't need to go to the pharmacy now. Who is it from? Who would do this?
He turns his head to look at Jimin, “Hyung, did you get this for me?” Jimin shakes his head no. He turns his gaze to Taehyung next.
Taehyung holds up both his hands, “It wasn’t me. Is there a note or anything?”
Jungkook peers into the bag, finding a little card.
I hope this helps
–MYG
A shy smile appears on his face at Yoongi-ssi’s thoughtfulness. Over his shoulder, Jimin and Taehyung read the note, looking at each other with a small smile tugging on their lips.
Jungkook makes it back to his apartment after his shift. He thanks his neighbor for watching Haru. Getting a glass of water he swallows down some meds before going to check on his kit.
His little angel is snugged in her nest softly snoring. He walks over to her, stroking her hair lightly before grabbing the blankets to tuck her in further. He leans down to kiss her forehead, when her little eyes open.
“Appa,” she reaches her little hands to his face. “Appa hurt?”
Crap. He forgot he took off the scarf when he got home. “It’s okay Haru-ya. Appa is okay.”
“Haru kiss better?” She says as she leans up to kiss Jungkook’s bruises. “All better.”
“Thank you Haru-ya, now go back to sleep.”
“Haru sleep with Appa?” Her little voice asks.
“Okay.” He can’t deny her and he can admit to himself that her snuggles might be exactly what he needs right now. He picks her up and carries her into his bedroom. He quickly changes into his pajamas and snuggles up to Haru inhaling her fresh cotton scent.
“Haru love Appa,” she says sleepily. Her eyes closing as she drifts off back to sleep.
“And Appa loves Haru,” he whispers back.
Chapter 5
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The following Wednesday morning has Jungkook kissing Haru goodbye as he leaves for work, thanking the ahjumma for watching her. His hand briefly goes to his neck as he recalls what happened over the weekend. Thanks to the bruise cream from Yoongi-ssi, his neck is looking better. He wants to do something to thank for Yoongi-ssi’s thoughtfulness.
After he gets off his train his eyes are drawn to the cafe. Yoongi-ssi almost always has an iced americano in hand when he arrives at work. That’s it, He can get Yoongi-ssi an iced americano as a thank you. With a small smile on his face he enters the cafe to place his order.
His fingers tap a small pattern out on his thigh to the beat of the song he’s listening too. He has been absolutely obsessed with this unknown rapper he found. There is just something in the rapper’s music and lyrics that speak to him.
Grabbing the iced americano from the barista he continues on his way to work, going straight to the sound booth once he arrives. He takes the napkin and scribbles a little note on it. Placing the drink and note on the table, he takes a step back. Perfect , he thinks.
Yoongi-ssi
thank you for the bruise cream and meds
JK
Smiling to himself, Jungkook hurries off before he is seen. He knows if he is caught by Jimin or Taehyung, he will never hear the end of it. After entering the green room, he heads straight towards his vanity, setting down his stuff. He pulls down his high neck tank to assess himself in the mirror.
The bruises are fading but still noticeable. Twisting his face from side to side, he takes everything in. He will probably still need to wear a collar this weekend, but luckily the bruises are not as painful. Hearing voices he lets the tank slide back up over his neck. Hiding the bruises from sight.
Soon Jimin and Taehyung enter the room. “Kookie! We’ve missed you,” the pair yells together. They throw their arms around Jungkook, hugging him tight, Jimin in front and Taehyung from behind.
“How are you feeling, Kookie?” murmurs Jimin, his face pressed into Jungkook’s chest. The fur of his ears tickled Jungkook’s chin.
“You okay, Kookie?” mutters Taehyung, his face smushed into Jungkook’s back. His friends truly have no concept of personal space. And honestly he wouldn’t have it any other way.
“I’m good. The bruises are fading. The cream is helping with that. Soon it will all just be a forgotten memory.” He gently disentangles himself from the pair, reaching for their hands, giving them both a gentle squeeze.
Even with Jungkook’s reassurance that he is fine, Jimin and Taehyung are reluctant to leave him alone. They insist on linking arms with him as they leave the greenroom, causing them to have to walk sideways through the door.
Entering the main floor, Jungkook can’t help but notice Yoongi-ssi, iced americano in hand. Yoongi-ssi’s eyes find his, Yoongi-ssi gives a little nod of his head, holding the drink up in a little salute as if to say thank you. Jungkook smiles in return, before he is pulled away by the Felines.
“Alright my loves.” Seokjin appears, clapping his hands in front of him, “Time to get started. First I want everyone warming up,” Seokjin points at Jungkook. “Jungkook-ah, can you lead the stretches?”
Jungkook begins to lead the dancers through a stretching routine. He can’t help it when his eyes follow Seokjin as he heads over to soundbooth. He notices Seokjin and Yoongi-ssi talking quietly with a lot of gesturing on Jin hyung part.
“Kook,” Jungkook keeps his eyes on the pair, “Kook,” what could they be discussing, “KOOK-AH.” Startled, Jungkook turns to look at Jimin who is smirking at him with a knowing look in his eye.
Jungkook flushes in embarrassment. “Sorry about that, next we will do…”
Yoongi was not having a good day. He woke up late. Almost forgot his bag, had to run back to his apartment to get it. And therefore he didn’t have time to stop and get his caffeine fix. To say he was grumpy and irritated was an understatement. So imagine his surprise when he arrived at work and saw an iced americano waiting for him. He was even more surprised when he realized the drink was from Jungkook.
“What’s got you smiling like that hyung?” Yoongi turns to see Namjoon looking at him with a grin on his face. “Couldn’t have been that little bunny hybrid who just so happened to leave that for you. Could it?”
Yoongi feels himself flushing as he walks past Namjoon, “I don’t know what you are talking about.”
Namjoon roars in laughter at Yoongi’s response, “If you say so hyung."
“I say so.” Yoongi walks over to the bar, bowing his head in greeting to Hoseok.
"That’s not your usual cafe hyung,” Hoseok looks at him quizzically, “where did you get that?”
“Uhh,” Yoongi tries to think of a quick response, but he fails. “It’s a gift.”
“A gift from whom, hyung?” says Hoseok, wiggling his eyebrows with a smirk on his face as he sets down a couple bottles of water on the bar.
Yoongi grabs the bottles and walks away without answering. He can hear Hoseok laughing behind him. He walks back to the booth, getting everything loaded and ready for dance practice. He can’t help but smile everytime he takes a drink from his iced americano.
Yoongi is lost in thought as he waits. Seokjin wants the club to be one of a kind, playing exclusive original tracks, setting them apart from other clubs which made Yoongi eager to prove himself. He didn’t want to disappoint Seokjin.
Currently, Yoongi is working on solo songs for the main acts. The songs for Jimn and Taehyung were almost done, leaving those two chiming in with feedback constantly. Creating for the Feline duo was easy.
Now creating a song for Jungkook was another matter. He needed Jungkook’s song to be perfect. But nothing he made sounded right, he had been working on Jungkook’s song for months and never seemed to be making any progress.
He is broken from his musings when hears a commotion. Looking over he sees Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook enter the main room with their arms linked. Jungkook’s eyes lock on his and he holds his iced americano up in thanks.
He sees Seokjin heading his way. “Hey hyung.”
“Yoongi-yah, how are those songs coming along?”
“Jimin and Tae’s songs are almost complete, just a little fine tuning.” Seokjin nods in response. “They will hopefully be ready for them to start choreographing their routines next week.”
“And Jungkookie’s?”
“Uhhh,” Yoongi looks chasten, “It’s– still a work in progress.” Yoongi looks at the sound as he speaks, missing the knowing look, Seokjin sends his way.
Seokjin turns back to the group of dancers. “Alright my darlings. Let’s get started.”
After a grueling practice, Jungkook is exhausted as well as being a sweaty mess. He heads to the green room with the others to get a debriefing on this week’s targets. Which actually goes fairly quickly as Seokjin had to leave for a previous engagement.
Jungkook takes a seat at his vanity, grabbing some wipes to get the worst of the sweat off. Seokjin asked him if he wanted a pass this weekend on private dances but he declined. He still needs the extra money to pay off the next set of creditors. He is already cursing his ex in his head, Jungkook really hopes his ex is suffering somewhere, preferably in a ditch after leaving Jungkook with this mess.
Jimin and Taehyung hug him goodbye before they take off. They have plans with their ‘ mysterious boyfriend ’ which leads him to wonder when those two will let him meet the boyfriend. This is the longest he can ever recall them being serious about someone..and those two love to brag about their escapades so them being quiet is actually quite odd.
As he goes to leave, he notices Yoongi-ssi is still at the booth. Psyching himself up, he walks over to thank Yoongi-ssi in person. Yoongi turns to face him as he hears Jungkook’s footsteps. “I just want to say thank you again, Yoongi-ssi,” Jungkook bows his head in thanks, “I really do appreciate it.”
“No problem, Jungkook-ah,” Yoongi-ssi bows his head, “Thank you for the iced americano. I was running late and unable to stop and get my caffeine fix. So it was very much appreciated.”
“You’re welcome,” Jungkook softly smiles, “I’ll leave first.”
“I’m actually on my way out, is it okay if I walk with you?”
Jungkook nods his head yes with a small smile. Yoongi gathers his things and they head out the door together, waving to Hoseok as they leave. A grin appears on his face as he watches the two of them leave.
“What are you listening to?” asks Yoongi, nodding at the headphones around Jungkook’s neck.
“Oh,” Jungkok was surprised by the question. “Some rapper I found on soundcloud. I really like his sound and his lyrics speak to me, ya know?”
“I understand that.” The two continue walking in a comfortable silence, not feeling the need to fill the space with chatter between them and soon enough they reach the train station.
“This is me.”
“Have a good rest of your day Jungkook-ah. Thank you again for the iced americano.”
“Thanks, Yoongi-ssi, see you this weekend.” Jungkook gives a small wave before heading down the stairs, placing his headphones over his ears.
He doesn’t see Yoongi-ssi, waiting until Jungkook is out of sight, before he turns around and heads back in the direction they just came.
Jungkook begins to notice Min Yoongi more after that day. The quiet man who never has a bad word to say. Who listens intently when others speak. Who never gets annoyed with Jimin and Taehyung antics. Who happens to be a genius when it comes to music. Something about the tracks Yoongi-ssi makes, almost seems familiar to Jungkook, perhaps maybe too familiar.
Jungkook starts to interact with Yoongi-ssi more, making small talk here and there, either before or after dance practice. Sometimes they get so lost in their interactions and discussions about music that they fail to notice the knowing looks passing between their friends.
One afternoon, Jungkook is cuddling with Jimin and Taehyung as they catch up after the debriefing.
“I see that you have been talking a lot to Yoongi hyung,” smirks Jimin, purring softly as he pets Jungkook’s ears.
“What’s going on between the two of you?” finishes Taehyung who is relaxed against Jungkook, as Jungkook pets his head.
“Nothing is going on between Yoongi-ssi and me.” Why won’t his friends leave him alone about Yoongi-ssi? They are just acquaintances, work colleagues at most. He has told them time and time again he doesn’t have time for infatuations.
“Why do you insist on calling him Yoongi-ssi?” asks Jimin.
“Yea, he has told all of us multiple times that we can refer to him informally,” finishes Taehyung.
“Because, It’s not like that between us. We are work colleagues.”
“Just keep lying to yourself, Kook-ah,” murmurs Taehyung, rolling his eyes.
“When do I get to meet your mysterious boyfriend?” shoots back Jungkook. If Taehyung wants to play that game, then Jungkook is all in.
“Touche, Kookie, touche,” he says, holding up his hands.
Yoongi was looking for Jungkook. He finally made a breakthrough in Jungkook’s solo song and he wanted to ask his opinion on something. Over the last month he has gotten to know the bunny hybrid a little more, and let’s just say he has been inspired. All the beats and melodies he comes up with lately are all with Jungkook in mind. He still worries when he sees Jungkook being led through the dark red door, but how could he not? With a bit of luck, no more incidents have happened since that night.
Yoongi heads to the green room seeking Jungkook out. He walks over to Jimin and Taehyung to ask where Jungkook is, when Seokjin enters the room. He claps his hand to get everyone’s attention.
“Alright my darlings, a little change in plans, Jungkook-ah will not be in this weekend.” Seokjin looks over to Jimin and Taehyung, “I know it's slightly ahead of schedule, but I need you two to do your solo sets tonight and tomorrow.” The Felines agree without raising any fuss, which Yoongi finds odd because those two love to complain about anything they can.
“Yoongi-yah, come with me, we need to go over the set changes for tonight.”
Yoongi follows Seokjin out of the green room to the sound booth. “Is everything okay with Jungkook-ah, hyung?” Yoongi was worried about the bunny hybrid, it wasn’t like him not to come to work. Hell, he came to work after he was attacked. Yoongi’s mind jumped to the worst case scenarios. Something had to be seriously wrong for Jungkook not to come in.
“He is fine, Yoongi-yah.” Seokjin reaches for the ipad. He is tapping and swiping away. “Nothing to worry about.” He held the Ipad out towards Yoongi, “Now this is what I'm thinking for tonight.”
Friday and Saturday night’s performances go off without a hitch. Yoongi noticed that some of the regular patrons caused a fuss about Bunny’s absence, but Seokjin was able to smooth things over.
Saturday night, Yoongi was packing up his bag to leave when he was ambused by Jimin and Taehyung.
Jimin starts, “Yoongi hyung,” he reaches out for Yoongi’s arm.
Taehyung comes up on the other side of him with a pout on his face, his ears pressed close to his head, “Yoongi hyung,” he whines, reaching for Yoongi’s other arm. “We are worried about Kookie.”
“So worried hyung,” continues Jimin, his ears also pushed closed to his head and his eyes pleading. He squeezes Yoongi’s arm, “TaeTae and I were going to go check on him,” Taehyung nodded his head vigorously, “but Jinnie hyung wants us to come in tomorrow.”
Jimin and Taehyung both look at Yoongi with their best puppy dog eyes. “Do you think you could go check on him hyung? He sounded pretty sick on the phone.”
“Puh-lease hyung.” Taehyung whines.
“Pretty please.”
Yoongi shifts his eyes between the two of them. He is worried about Jungkook as well. He sighs loudly, acting like he’s put out, “I guess I could stop by tomorrow.” In reality, he wants to see Jungkook with his own eyes to make sure he is okay.
The Felines squeal in delight, throwing their arms around Yoongi, hugging him tight. “Thank you, thank you, thank you hyung.”
Jimin pulls out his phone. “I’ll text you his details.”
The next day, Yoongi finds himself traversing across the city. He looks up at the shabby building in front of him. Does Jungkook really live here? he thinks. Walking through the front door, he heads straight to the elevator, quickly double checking the message from Jimin.
[Jimin 😺]
6th floor
apartment 13
Yoongi hits the buttons for the sixth floor. The elevator groans loudly as it climbs upwards. Yoongi winches at the sound the elevator is making, maybe it would be best to take the stairs when he leaves.
Exiting the elevator, he looks at the sign before turning left. He raises his hand to knock on apartment 13. He hears footsteps before the door swings open.
“Ahjumma, I told you…” Jungkook trails off as he sees Yoongi in front of him. “What are yo–”
Yoongi hears the sound of smaller footsteps approaching, before a small face peeks out from behind Jungkook’s legs. “Appa, who that?” Yoongi watches as Jungkook places his hand on top of the little bunny hybrid’s head causing Yoongi to look between the two in shock. He didn’t know that Jungkook had a child.
Yoongi holds up the bag in his hand, “Umm, I brought you some juk? I..I thought you were sick,” he stammered out. “Jimin and Taehyung asked me to check on you.”
“Of course they did,” Jungkook shakes his head before reaching down to pick up the small hybrid, placing her on his hip. “Haru-ah, this is Appa’s friend, Yoongi-ssi.” Jungkook turns his gaze on him. “Yoongi-ssi, this is my daughter, Haru.” Haru hides her face in her father’s chest, suddenly shy at the attention of a stranger.
Jungkook gestures with his head towards the apartment. “Come on in, Yoongi-ssi.” Yoongi steps through the door.
“I have some guest slippers over there,” Jungkook points to a cubby before continuing on into the apartment. Yoongi removes his shoes and slides the slippers onto his feet. He follows Jungkook into the kitchen. “I was just getting ready to make some lunch for Haru. You have good timing.”
Jungkook tries to set Haru down, but she clings to him. “Haru has had a stomach bug and she just started feeling better today.” Jungkook gestures to a cabinet. “Do you mind getting some bowls down from there?” He points to a drawer, “The spoons are in there. I..I do apologize. I would do it myself but she has been clingy since being sick.”
Yoongi sets the bag down on the table before gathering the needed items. “It’s alright Jungkook-ah. How old is she?”
“She’s three.” Jungkook lightly bounces Haru in his arms. “Haru-ah, can you be a big girl and sit in your chair to eat?”
Haru, still eying Yoongi shyly, nods her head yes, still refusing to speak. “Haru-ah, use your words please.”
“Otay, appa.” Jungkook sits her down in the chair. Reaching for the bag, he pulls out the juk and prepares a bowl for her.
Yoongi knows he is staring. He is still shocked that Jungkook has a child. That he is a father?!? His mind was whirling.
“Thank you, Yoongi-ssi. I really appreci—”
“Hyung. Call me hyung please,” interrupts Yoongi. If Jungkook continues to call him Yoongi-ssi, he doesn't know what he will do but he hates it.
A smile appears across Jungkook’s face. “I really appreciate it, hyung.” He points to an empty chair. “Please join us. I was trying to figure out what to do for lunch, this really helps.”
Yoongi takes a seat as Jungkook hands him a bowl of juk before taking a seat himself. They eat in a comfortable silence. Yoongi watches as Jungkook reaches over every so often to help Haru, but for the most part, he lets her do it herself.
Towards the end of the meal, Yoongi notices Haru fighting sleep, her little eyes drifting shut and she sways forward. “Alright, little kit, it’s time for your nap.”
“Haru no sleep.”
“Yes, Haru sleep.” Jungkook wipes off her hands, before picking her up. “Haru-ah what do we say to Yoongi-ssi?”
She looks shyly at Yoongi, shaking her head no and trying to hide her face. “Haru-ah, we use our words. Now what do we say?”
“Tanks, Yunki.”
Yoongi can’t help the smile that blooms on his face at the adorable little kit in front of him. “You are welcome, Haru-ah.”
“I’ll be right back hyung. I’m going to lay her down. Wait for me in the living room?”
Yoongi wanders into the living room. The pictures on the wall grab his attention. Walking closer, he sees various pictures of Jungkook with Haru, Jungkook with Jimin and Taehyung, the three of them with Haru. So the Felines knew about Haru which means they totally set him up.
He hears Jungkook come up behind him. “Thank you again, hyung.”
Yoongi turns around to face him. “No problem, Kook-ah. I’m glad to see you’re okay. I was worried. I should probably get out of your hair.” Yoongi goes to grab his shoes. He stops when he feels a hand on his arm.
“Or you could s..stay? W..we could talk?” Jungkook says timidly. His eyes were downcast, his hand still on Yoongi’s arm.
“I..I would like that Kook-ah.” Jungkook looks up at him with a bright smile on his face. Making him appear more bunny-like. He pulls on Yoongi’s arm, leading him to the couch and Yoongi follows dutifully.
“Tell me more about yourself, hyung. What got you into music?”
Yoongi and Jungkook spend the rest of the afternoon getting to know one another and Yoongi felt his little infatuation morphing into something more. The more they talked, the more Yoongi found himself falling for Jungkook.
After a couple hours, Haru woke up from her nap, calling for her appa. Yoongi took this as a sign that he should probably get going soon. “I should go. I need to get home.”
“Okay hyung.” They stand from the couch. Yoongi walks over to the cubby to switch back into his shoes. He turns to leave, when he feels a hand on his arm. “Thanks again, hyung, I really appreciate it.” Jungkook leans up, kissing Yoongi on the cheek. “Be safe going home, hyung.”
Yoongi looks at Jungkook’s retreating back in shock. He leaves the apartment making sure to pull the door shut behind him. He touches his cheek as he leaves the apartment, a wide smile on his face. Maybe, just maybe Yoongi’s crush is reciprocated. And just maybe he has a chance.
After that day, things changed between Yoongi and Jungkook. Jungkook is more open with Yoongi. Seeking him out at the club and not shying away. Stolen glances. Hands brushing each other. They even exchanged numbers. The others notice the change, but don’t say anything. They wanted to let the pair be in their own little bubble for a while longer.
Yoongi didn’t realize he could feel this happy. His mind filled with thoughts of the bunny boy with his large doe eyes and beautiful smile. The happiness inspiring him. His head filled with music. He works tirelessly on Jungkook’s track. He works until it is perfect. Today he is finally ready to share it with him.
Jungkook is with him in the sound booth, killing time before dance practice starts. Yoongi swallows down his nerves. “Jungkook-ah I got something to show you.” Yoongi starts the track and watches as Jungkook’s eyes widen in wonder.
“Hy– ung, is this for me?” Yoongi nods his head yes. “Really it is for me?” Yoongi nods again.
“It is for you Kook-ah.” He smiles at the awe in Jungkook’s face. How can someone be this cute?
“Hyung, can you meet me back here after practice is over?”
“Of course, Kook-ah.”
Jungkook’s mind is blown away from the track Yoongi made for him. It's just so beautiful and fits him perfectly and the best part, it's just for Jungkook and no one else. He cannot wait to start crafting a routine to it.
After the debriefing, Jungkook convinces the others to leave without him, stating he wanted to practice a little more before heading out. The others leave without much fuss since Seokjin had already promised to take the Felines to dinner.
Once Jungkook was sure the others were gone, he went to find Yoongi. Yoongi was waiting for him at the booth. “Ah, Junkoo–” Jungkook throws himself at Yoongi, pressing their lips together before Yoongi could even finish saying his name.
“Hyung, will you come with me?” Yoongi nods dumbly, eyes wide in shock. Jungkook reaches over to the sound system pulling out Yoongi’s USB. He grabs Yoongi’s hand, pulling him along, right to the dark red door.
“A..Are you sure Kook-ah?” Yoongi stops right as Jungkook is opening up the door.
“Do you trust me, hyung?”
“Of course Kook-ah.”
Jungkook pulls Yoongi through the door and down the hallway, stopping at his door. The door blazoned with the number seven. He turns back to Yoongi, who gives him a small smile, opening the door he pulls Yoongi inside.
As soon as the door closes behind them, he pushes Yoongi up against it, locking their lips together again. He cannot get enough of how Yoongi’s lips feel against his. He smiles when he feels Yoongi’s hands on his waist pulling him closer.
Returning the kiss with such force, it makes Jungkook’s head spin. Reluctantly, Jungkook pulls back, reminding himself of why he is really here. “Follow me.”
He grabs Yoongi’s hands, leading him to the purple loveseat. “Sit here, hyung, I’ll be right back.”
He smiles as he feels Yoongi’s eyes follow him as he scampers over to the sound system. Plugging in the USB, Jungkook pulls up his song, that’s right, his song , his cottontail twitching in excitement. He hits play and the music fills the room. Turning around he sees Yoongi’s heated gaze locked onto his figure before Yoongi’s eyes make their way up to his face.
Keeping their eyes locked, Jungkook walks over to Yoongi and without a second thought, he straddles Yoongi’s thighs and captures his resulting gasp in his mouth. Licking and nibbling his way inside, Jungkook cannot get enough of how Yoongi tastes. Breaking away from his lips, Jungkook trails kisses across Yoongi’s jawline to his ear.
“Let me thank you, hyung,” he whispers. Smirking as he feels Yoongi shudder beneath him.
Jungkook leans his torso back, resting his hands on Yoongi’s knees as he begins to roll his body along Yoongi’s to the beat of the music. He feels Yoongi’s grip tighten on his knees, his eyes wide with wonder and lust.
“J..J..Jungkook.”
Jungkook brings himself forward, his hands going to Yoongi’s head, entangling his fingers in his hair before crashing their lips together again.
“I said, let me thank you properly, hyung.” Jungkook trails kisses down Yoongi’s neck, biting and sucking lightly, leaving little marks. He can feel Yoongi’s arousal growing under him, and it thrills him like no other. It’s been a while since he has felt this way.
Jungkook continues to trail kisses down Yoongi’s chest and his stomach, as he slides himself into a kneeling position on the floor. Hands on Yoongi’s knees, he pulls his legs apart. Looking up at him from beneath his lashes he asks, “Can I, hyung? Please?”
“A..are you sure?” stammers Yoongi.
“Of course hyung, lift up your hips.” Yoongi lifts his hips off the loveseat as Jungkook unfastens his jeans and then proceeds to pull down Yoongi’s jeans and briefs to his ankles. Looking Yoongi in the eyes, Jungkook brings his hand up to his mouth giving it a long lick before wrapping it around Yoongi’s cock, giving it a couple pumps.
Yoongi groans loudly at his touch. Jungkook feels Yoongi grow even harder in his hand and he is relishing every sound he pulls from Yoongi’s mouth. Eyes still locked, he lowers his mouth to the head of Yoongi’s cock, suckling softly at the tip, running his tongue along its slit. Yoongi throws his head back in pleasure, his hands gripping the loveseat tightly.
Emboldened Jungkook closes his eyes and takes the rest of Yoongi’s cock into his mouth, going down until his nose is flushed with Yoongi’s groin. Breathing in through his nose, he swallows. The moan, Yoongi lets out, is music to Jungkook’s ears and Jungkook wants to hear more.
Jungkook continues suck on Yoongi’s cock, bobbing his head up and down, using his hand to pump what he can’t get into his mouth. He is spurred on by Yoongi’s moans, it makes him move even faster. He knows Yoongi is getting close, when he feels him twitching in his mouth.
“K..Koo, I’m about to…” Jungkook reaches up to grab Yoongi’s hands, placing them on top of his head. Before tightening his grip and speeding up his bobbing. His eyes roll back at Yoongi’s firm grip on his ears. As Yoongi releases into Jungkook’s mouth, he swallows every.. last.. drop.
He makes sure to lick the cock in front of him clean before sitting back on his haunches. He looks up at Yoongi with a wicked gleam in his eyes as he opens up his mouth to stick out his tongue. Showing off that he swallowed everything down.
Suddenly he is off the floor and laid back onto the loveseat. Before he can even process what is going on, Yoongi shoves his mouth onto his, forcing it open and sticking his tongue inside. Groaning as he tastes himself on Jungkook’s tongue.
Yoongi pulls away and brings his hand up to Jungkook’s face, using his palm to wipe off the drool and spit off his chin before placing that same hand down Jungkook’s sweats. God that is hot. Jungkook is so freaking turned on, he knows it won’t take much to send him over the edge.
He wraps his arms around Yoongi’s neck, pulling him back down to his mouth. Their tongues battling for dominance as Jungkook feels the hot white pulse of pleasure shoot up his spine as releases all over Yoongi’s skillful hand.
Yoongi pulls his hand out of Jungkook’s sweats and proceeds to lick it clean, keeping his eyes locked on Jungkook’s. Jungkook can feel his cock twitch weakly in interest. Groaning, Yoongi collapses on top of Jungkook before raising his torso slightly to take some of the weight off. Yoongi reaches his hand to Jungkook’s face, pushing sweaty locks of hair off his forehead.
“Jungkook, I…”
“KOOKIE, WHERE ARE YOU? KOOKIE!”
Eyes widening, Yoongi and Jungkook break apart upon hearing Jimin’s voice because if Jimin is here, then it also means that Taehyung isn’t far behind.
Yoongi hastily pulls up his pants. Eyes wide in alarm as he looks over to the door.
“KOOKIE!” They hear Taehyung yell next. “WHERE ARE YOU?”
Jungkook heads towards the door to try and ward off his friends. He doesn’t get very far when he feels a hand grab his arm pulling him backwards. Yoongi spins him around and kisses him softly before pulling back. “Thank you Kook-ah. That was amazing.”
Jungkook giggles before rubbing their noses together. “I had fun hyung.” He kisses the tip of Yoongi’s nose. “Let me see if I can ward them off.”
“Alright, Kook-ah.”
“Wait here, hyung,” Jungkook goes to open the door and on the other side is Jimin and Taehyung poised to knock.
“KOOKIE! There you are…” Jimin trails off when he sees Yoongi behind Jungkook. Clothes disheveled, hair a wreck. He looks at Jungkook’s swollen lips, shiny with spit.
Jimin and Taehyung’s eyes go back and forth between the pair. “Andddd, what were the two of you up to?”
Chapter 6
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Yoongi should’ve been more embarrassed after getting caught by Jimin and Taehyung but he was riding on the high that was Jeon Jungkook. He barely even noticed the feline duo’s snickers and little quips sent his way. Because Jeon Jungkook liked him, Min Yoongi . He routinely found himself pinching his arm to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.
His preconceived notions of Jungkook were all wrong. How could Yoongi ever think of Jeon Jungkook as some innocent, naive, little hybrid. He was anything but. After their time in the back room , Yoongi knew now that Jungkook was someone that knew exactly what he wanted and how to achieve it. How did he ever think of Jungkook as naive? or submissive?
Things changed after that fateful encounter in the backroom. Yoongi and Jungkook were often seen coming and leaving work together, their fingers interlocked. If Jungkook wasn’t working or in the green room, he was often found with Yoongi in the sound booth. If Yoongi wasn’t in the soundbooth, he was often with Jungkook in the green room.
A couple weeks after the change in their relationship , Yoongi and Jungkook were exiting the green room when they saw their friend group gathered around the bar. Walking closer, Yoongi noticed money being exchanged. Curious, he couldn’t help but call out.
“What is going on here?” Yoongi and Jungkook grabbed a couple bar stools and sat down. Hoseok puts a glass of water out in front of them. Yoongi bows his head in thanks before looking between his friends and the Felines. Everyone had a sheepish look on their face before every turn to look at Jimin and Taehyung.
“Well you see, hyung…” started Jimin.
“...We had a betting pool set up…” continued Taehyung.
“...to see how long it took for you and Kook to get together.”
“And Namjoonie hyung, won.”
Jimn and Taehyung spoke quickly, gesturing with their hands and finishing each other's sentences. Their tails swishing widely behind them.
“You bet on us!?!?” sputtered Jungkook. He looked between his two so-called best friends. “Seriously guys?”
“Well you do know us…” smirks Jimin.
“...we love a good bet,” finishes Taehyung.
Yoongi looked over at Namjoon who was avoiding looking at him, “Joon really?”
“It was easy money, hyung,” shrugged Namjoon. “Who would I be to pass that up?” The rest of the group roared in laughter.
Yoongi sighs, resting his forehead on Jungkook’s shoulder. He can’t believe his friends, well actually he could. This sounds exactly like something they would do. Jungkook rubs the back of his head before kissing it softly, “It’s okay hyung.” Yoongi lifts his head up to smile at Jungkook before kissing him on the shoulder.
“Yoongi-yah, can I see you in my office please,” comes Seokjin’s voice. Yoongi looks over his shoulder, noticing the serious look on Seokjin’s face. He hops off his stool and follows Seokjin to his office. He can hear his friends jeering and hollering as he leaves the bar area.
Seokjin wordlessly points to the empty chair. Yoongi takes a seat, while Seokjin walks around his desk to take his seat. Yoongi starts to get nervous, worried about what Seokjin is going to say.
Was he going to get fired? Was he going to forbid him from seeing Jungkook? Was workplace relationships even allowed? Yoongi’s thoughts are spiraling when he hears Seokjin clear his throat.
“Yoongi-yah. I have called you here to discuss your relationship with Jungkook.”
So it is about Jungkook. He recalls the day that Seokjin told him he could look but not touch. Yoongi rushes out, “Hyung, I promise you that everything is consensual. I remember what you said that day, that I can touch only with consent.”
“I know it’s consensual, Yoongi-yah. That’s not why I called you in here.” Seokjin takes a deep breath before continuing. “Workplace romances are not forbidden as long as it doesn’t affect you or your partner’s ability to do the job.” Well that makes sense. Seokjin doesn’t want his relationship with Jungkook to not affect the job or Jungkook’s ability to do his. That’s actually pretty reasonable.
“Yoongi-yah, I just want to make sure you realize what it entails to be in a relationship with a dancer in this type of setting. Jungkook essentially makes his money off of his looks, his body, his dances. You cannot allow jealousy to fester. You cannot allow it to affect you or hinder Jungkook in any way. As soon as it affects the workplace, you are out.”
“I understand hyung,” Yoongi says resolutely. He knows what Jungkook’s job entails. He knows that Jungkook dances for a living, that he gets paid to be looked at, to be wanted. Yoongi just needs to tell himself that it is him who Jungkook wants at the end of the day.
“Now that things are more official between you and Jungkook, I am going to let you in on what happens behind the scenes. I know that you are,” Seokjin clears his throat, “intimately familiar with the back rooms.” Yoongi turns his gaze to the desk in front of him, he can feel his ears starting to turn red. “I want to explain to you how that process works.”
“How it works?” repeats Yoongi. “Don’t members pay to go back there?”
“Yes,” Seokjin grabs his ipad, swiping and tapping on the screen, “they do pay to have the privilege of having a private show.” Seokjin hands the ipad over to Yoongi.
“You already know that all potential members go through a thorough background check.” Yoongi nods. “Once they pass the background check, I gather more– let’s say personal information. On the screen are the profiles of all the current members.” He takes a short pause, “I go through these profiles weekly and match the dancers with a prospective member, a target if you will.”
Yoongi scrolls through the screen, glancing quickly at the different profiles being shown to him. He looks up at Seokjin when he begins to speak again. “These members are who the dancers ‘ target ’ each week. The ones they set out to entice. The ones most likely to spend the most money.”
“Ahh.” Yoongi nods his head, unable to form a logical response at the moment. So the members in the VIP booth are not by chance, but rather who has the potential to drop the most money. “I see. B..But what about that one guy?”
Seokjin sighs, with a slightly defeated look on his face. “Choi was an outlier. A mistake I will not be making again. Safety is important.” Seokjin goes to stand, Yoongi following suit. Before they exit the office, Seokjin grabs his shoulder. “Please make sure to take care of Jungkookie, because if you hurt him–” Seokjin draws a line across his throat.
Yoongi gulps. “Yes hyung,” he says meekly.
Jungkook watches as Yoongi leaves with Seokjin, a frown on his face. What does he want with Yoongi? Turning back around he sees his friends all staring at him with a knowing look on their faces. “What?!” He stammers out, slightly flustered.
“It’s just nice to see you happy again Kookie.” Jimin throws his arm around him, ruffling the beanie on his head.
“Yea, happiness looks good on you.” Taehyung smirks at him. “Real good. How good is Yoongi hyung treating ya?”
“Don’t spare any detail, we want to hear everything! How good is hyung?” says Jimin wiggling his eyebrows and squeezing Jungkook tight.
Jungkook feels himself turning red, “Hyung’s.. stop it.” He pulls the beanie down tighter over his head, attempting to hide his face.
“Ah. I see how it is. Is little Kookie embarrassed?”
Jungkook shoves at Jimin who falls into Taehyung, roaring in laughter. “Cut it out already.” Looking around he can see Hoseok and Namjoon chuckling as well.
He narrows his eyes, determination etched on his face. Two can play this game. “So Jiminie and Taehyungie, when are we going to meet this mysterious partner of yours? Because earlier I saw some very interesting marks on your thighs Jiminie, and on your neck Taehyungie.” Jungkook smirks as the pair immediately stops laughing. What he failed to notice was a different hyung, whose ears started to turn red.
Jimin recovers quickly, turning to look at Hoseok and putting a pout on his face, “Hobi hyung, Kookie is being mean to Tae and I.”
“Aish all of you cut it out. Jimin, Tae, stop teasing Jungkookie.” Hoseok turns his eyes on Jungkook next. “And you– stop tormenting your hyungs.”
Shortly after, Yoongi reappears with Seokjin. “You ready to go Koo?”
“He calls him Koo?” “Koo,” “awww they have pet names for each other.” Mutter their friends as Jungkook hops off the stool. Yoongi reaches out his hand for Jungkook’s, grabbing it and interlocking their fingers.
As they say their goodbyes, they head out the door, hand in hand. They are whispering to one another, lost in their own little world. So lost that they don’t notice the set of eyes watching their every move. Following them to the train station where they sweetly kiss goodbye and part ways.
On their next, nice, day off, Jungkook invites Yoongi to the park with him and Haru. Yoongi quickly agrees, he already has trouble denying Jungkook anything. He loves spending time with the bunny hybrid, so he will sacrifice sleeping in just to see him again. He pulls his jacket tighter around him to keep off the chilly morning air as he walks the rest of the way to Jungkook's apartment.
Bypassing the elevator (he never made the mistake of taking the elevator again after that first day), he heads towards the stairs. Trekking up the multiple flights to the sixth floor. He stops at the top briefly, catching his breath before he walks the rest of the way to apartment 13, rapping his knuckles on the door.
Yoongi hears a little voice coming from inside the apartment, “Appa door. Door Appa.” He hears Jungkook’s chuckle as he speaks to his daughter. The door swings open and Yoongi cannot help but smile at the sight in front of him. Haru is in Jungkook’s arms with a big smile on her face.
“Yunki, Appa!” Haru points to Yoongi, “Look, Yunki here.”
“Yes Haru-ya, Yoongi is going to the park with us today.”
Haru squeals in Jungkook’s arms, chanting “Park, park, park,” as she claps her hands excitedly.
“Haru-ya,” Haru looks expectedly at Yoongi. “Do you like hotteok?” Haru nods her head. “Well I got some for you and Appa.” Yoongi watches as Haru wiggles herself out of Jungkook’s arm. As soon as her feet hit the ground, she is rushing over to him.
She grabs his free hand, “Yunki, come.” Yoongi kicks off his shoes, as Haru pulls him through the apartment. “Yunki, sit.” Yoongi dutifully sits down in the chair. Haru clamors onto a chair beside him, then onto his lap. “Hotteok, hotteok, hotteok,” she claps her hands in excitement.
Jungkook walks into the kitchen grabbing plates and utensils before sitting down. “Sorry about that hyung.”
“It’s alright Koo.” Yoongi smiles at the little one that made her seat on his lap. She truly is adorable. Her little rabbit ears twitching in excitement.
“Haru-ya, how about we sit in our own seat?” asks Jungkook, trying to get his daughter into her own chair.
“No Appa! Haru sit with Yunki.”
“Let her be Koo. I don’t mind.” Jungkook nods his head in acknowledgement.
After Jungkook serves the food, Yoongi feels something brush along his free hand. Looking towards it, he sees Jungkook’s hand settling over his own, giving it a quick squeeze before pulling back.
“Haru-ya, what do we say to Yoongi?”
“Tanks, Yunki. Hotteok good.”
They both chuckle as they continue to eat their meal. Yoongi listens intently to Haru as she chatters away, missing the fond look coming over Jungkook’s face as he watches the pair.
After they finish their breakfast, they get ready and head towards the train station. The park Jungkook wants to go to is a couple stops away. As they enter the station there is a small piano in the foyer.
“Look appa, pee-ano,” Haru rushes over to the empty piano.
“Haru-ya, don’t go running off.” Jungkook and Yoongi follow closely behind.
“Look appa!” She squeals as she hits the keys, getting some disgruntled looks from passersby.
“Haru-ya,” hisses Jungkook, “not here.” Jungkook tries to dissuade her from the piano.
Yoongi places his hand on Jungkook’s shoulder, “Let me.” He squats down to Haru’s level. “Haru-ya, can I help you?”
She nods her head, trying to reach out for the keys again. Yoongi gently stops her hands. He takes a seat on the bench, lifting her up to sit on his lap. He lays his hands on the keys. And he begins to play.
Haru looks at Yoongi’s hand in awe. “Look Appa, look at Yunki!” She squeals in delight as he continues to play. He doesn’t notice Jungkook pulling out his phone and recording the two of them. They don’t notice the crowd that starts to form around them.
Once the song finishes, Haru excitedly shouts, “Again, again,” clapping her little hands. Yoongi immediately goes into another song, and then another one. Playing flawlessly as the little one on his lap claps her hands in excitement.
“Haru-ya, do you still want to go to the park?” Haru looks over at her Appa, nodding her head. “We need to go, we are going to miss our train.” Jungkook lifts Haru off Yoongi’s lap and onto his hip. The crowd around them claps, as they rush to catch the approaching train.
After they take their seats, Yoongi notices Jungkook looking over at him. “I didn’t know you played hyung.”
“Oh. Yea, I’ve been playing since I was about Haru’s age. It’s how my love of music started.”
They continued to make small talk until they got to their stop. Jungkook kept Haru on his hip as they exited the train and left the station. Once on the sidewalk he put her back down, making sure to keep a hold of her hand. He smiled when Yoongi grabbed her other free hand. Off they went hand and hand to the park.
Once they arrived at the park, Haru ran off to play in the sandbox. Yoongi followed Jungkook to a nearby park bench as they sat together and watched her play. Her little cottontail twitching happily, showing her excitement.
“You are really good with her, hyung.” Jungkook grabs his hand, interlacing their fingers and setting it on his lap.
“She’s a great kid. Takes after her Appa.” Jungkook bumps his shoulder into Yoongi’s, smiling. “But if you don’t mind me asking. What happened to her other parent?”
“Hopefully they are in a ditch somewhere,” Jungkook says seriously. Yoongi snorts. “They are no longer in the picture, obviously. They drained my savings and took off, leaving me with an enormous pile of debt. But they did leave me with Haru.” Jungkook looks fondly over at his daughter playing in the sand. Yoongi gives Jungkook’s hand a small squeeze. Jungkook smiles at him before continuing, “It’s why I work at the club. It’s good money and not necessarily a difficult job.”
“Hmm,” Yoongi mumbles.
“It really isn’t an awful job,” reasons Jungkook, “Yea there are some aspects I could do without. But overall it’s not too bad. The pay is great and Jin hyung is flexible when something comes up with Haru. Even if I was to look, I’m not sure I could find another job that pays as well as this one. Jin hyung is really a wonderful boss.”
“You don’t need to explain yourself to me Koo.”
“But I do hyung, I need you to understand why I do this job.” Jungkook looks over to Haru. “I can’t let anything happen to her.”
“I get it, Koo. I get it.”
“Appa, Yunki look!” shouts Haru, waving her little hands. “Look, Look!”
“We better head over there hyung.”
The pair walk over to Haru. Oohing and awing at her creation. Lost in their own little world. They don’t notice the person sneakily snapping their pictures and following them as they leave.
Yoongi is having a late lunch with Hoseok and Namjoon after work one Wednesday. They go to their favorite hole in the wall ramyeon joint. After ordering their food and drinks, they go to their table to catch up before the food arrives.
How are things going with Jungkook, hyung?” asks Namjoon as he slurps on his noodles.
“Things are going well. We took Haru-ya to the park the other day. She is the cutest. You should’ve seen–”
“Haru-ya?” interrupts Namjoon, looking at Yoongi in confusion.
“Yea, Haru-ya, Jungkook’s daughter– which by the look on your face. I’m guessing you didn’t know that...”
“He has a daughter? And he dances in the club?” Namjoon asks bewildered.
“Hey, we do not work shame here. He does what he needs to do to provide for his child. She is happy, healthy and safe. You do not get to criticize his choices.”
Chastised, Namjoon apologies. “Sorry, hyung. I didn’t mean it like that. I was just shocked, that's all. I didn’t realize he had a kid.” Namjoon looks over at Hoseok, “You’re quiet, Hobi?”
“Hmm, what would you like me to say?” He takes a sip of his drink. “I already knew Jungkookie had a kid, Jinnie told me. Plus Yoongi hyung, already set you straight.”
Yoongi looked quizzically at Hoseok, “You already knew?”
“Yeah, as I already said, Jinnie told me.” Hoseok turns his attention to Namjoon. “So what’s new on your end?”
Namjoon begins to go on about a new book he is reading. He is rubbing his neck, when Yoongi notices something.
“Joon?” He leans into the table, trying to get a closer look.
“Hmm,” Namjoon looked over at Yoongi expectedly. “What is it hyung?”
“What is that on your neck?” Namjoon immediately pulls up the collar of this shirt. “Did you get bit or something? God it looks angry.”
Peals of laughter come from Hoseok, as Yoongi keeps trying to get a closer look. “Joon-ah, stop trying to hide from me. Let me look at your neck.” Namjoon keeps trying to evade his advances. Realization hits Yoongi all at once. “Wait .. is that a hickey?!?”
“No,” says Namjoon, shaking his head. “I– umm, I started doing crossfit. I got hit by one of the bars. You know me,” he shrugs, “I’m clumsy.”
“Crossfit is an interesting name. Never heard of someone with that name before,” chimes in Hoseok.
“It’s a workout, not a name. I do crossfit now, Hobi,” growls Namjoon. “Drop it.”
Yoongi and Hoseok share a look before turning back to a blushing Namjoon. “Whatever you say Joon.”
“Guys! It’s the truth. I got it while doing a crossfit,” huffs Namjoon. “So Hoseok, what new drink have you been working on?”
It’s weekend time at the club once again. Jungkook is in the green room after his set, fixing his makeup before he has to head back out to the floor. Tonight is a busier night than normal at the club. He cannot help but think of the tips he’s going to bring in tonight. He looks over at the Felines as they finish up makeup.
They look gorgeous in their sheer bodysuits, with silver gems scattered throughout and strategically placed over their chest and trailing down their adonis belt. Their tails swaying behind them.
“How’s everything with Yoongi hyung, Kookie?” Asks Jimin as he puts the finishing touches on his eye makeup.
“Yea are things going well?” Taehyung asks as he fluffs up the fur on his ears.
“Things are good.” Jungkook smiles. “Things are really good. We took Haru-ya to the park the other day, he is so good with her. Did you know he can play the piano?” Jungkooks walks over to Jimin to help him put on his silver circlet. “He played for Haru at a random piano in the station. It was amazing.” Jungkook grabs his phone off his vanity, “Look I took a video.”
“Aww Tae, would you just look at him? He has hearts in his eyes.”
Jungkook pulls his phone away from Jimin, “Cut it out hyung or I won’t let you see the video. I’ll just show Taehyungie here.”
“I’ll stop, I’ll stop.” Jimin waves his hands in front of him in defeat. “Kookie,” he whines, “I want to see the video.”
Jungkook shows the video of Yoongi playing for Haru at the piano. They all coo over how cute the video of Yoongi and Haru is.
“You know Chim is right Kookie,” Taehyung looks up from the phone, “You really do have hearts in your eyes when you talk about Yoongi hyung.”
Jungkook playfully shoves at Taehyung. “Has he said anything about you dancing yet?”
“No. But I can tell he doesn’t always like it. But he has not come up and said anything directly to me about it.”
“I think it’s normal for him to feel a little jealous, Kook-ah,” reasons Jimin. “His boyfriend is essentially being ogled for a living.”
“I just don’t want my dancing to come between us. It’s something I can’t give up.” He closes his eyes before continuing, "I am just soooo close to having those creditors paid off.”
“If he loves you. He will understand,” reasons Taehyung. “And hyung seems like an understanding person to me. He never once has had a judging look on his face.”
“Love? Who said anything about love?”
“Oh poor Kookie. My poor naive little bunny.” Jimin places his hands on either side of Jungkook’s cheeks. “You look at Yoongi hyung with hearts in your eyes and he looks right back with the same hearts in his.” He squeezes Jungkook’s cheeks together. “And those heart eyes, that is called love.”
“KITTENS YOUR ON IN FIVE. GET TO YOUR PLACES.”
“That’s us, come on Tae, let’s go.” Jimin grabs Taehyung’s hand and they head to their places.
“Good luck hyungs,” Jungkook calls out to their retreating figures.
Jungkook looks over at his phone one last time before he has to head out to the floor. He sees a message from Yoongi, wishing him luck and that he’s excited to see him when work is done. Jungkook cannot help the stupid look that overcomes his face. Maybe Jimin is onto something. He shoots a quick reply before putting his phone away and heading out to the floor.
Jungkook is in the VIP lounge, working on his target. He is so close to getting the man to take him to the back when Kang approaches him. Kang has been with Seokjin’s security team for years, so he thinks nothing of it when he pulls him off to the side.
Kang whispers in Jungkook’s ears that there has been a slight change of plans. Seokjin had booked him for a special session, and that he needed to come with Kang. Jungkook thought it was a little odd that Seokjin didn’t tell Jungkook himself, but he had no reason to distrust Kang.
He followed Kang through the dark red door and down the hall to his room. Jungkook looked around looking for Namjoon. He always stood guard for Jungkook. He was usually somewhere nearby when Jungkook headed back this way. “Hey, where’s Nam—”
Jungkook isn’t able to finish his sentence before he is shoved into his room. He turns around, trying to get back through the door. But it’s held close against him. He kicks the door angrily before turning around.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” he snarls.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, Is that any way to talk to me Bunny?” Choi approaches Jungkook, an evil glim in his eyes. “It’s cute that you think this little club could deny me what I am due. I paid for you Bunny. You are mine, I want what I am due.”
“You are fucking crazy,” shouts Jungkook, “I’m not your property, you cannot own me.” Jungkook turns and starts pounding on the door. “Kang, let me the fuck out of here, HEY DO YOU HEAR ME, LET ME OUT!” Jungkook knows it is useless, the room is soundproof afterall.
Jungkook hears fast approaching footsteps, he turns to see Choi barreling towards him. He barely gets out of the way as Choi lunges for him. Choi’s arm barely grazes his side as he falls to the ground.
“You will regret that Bunny. Now be a good hybrid and come here.”
“In your dreams, you twisted fuck.” Jungkook glances over to where the panic button is located. He just has to make it over there and then someone will come to save him.
He dodges to get out of his way as Choi lunges for him again. He barely avoids him, Choi’s arm brushing against his sides. He thinks he felt a slight pinch of something but he shakes it off. He stays to the outskirts of the room, circling around the stage. The closer he gets to his salvation, the more off he feels, his body doesn’t feel like his own.
“Ah, you really thought you could escape me,” states Choi smugly. “There is no escaping me.”
Jungkook feels his movements become sluggish. Just a little further, he is so close. He falls to the ground right before the panic button. He rolls over to look at Choi, “W..what did you do to me?”
“I did what I needed to do to make you mine. Now be a good little Bunn–” Choi says darkly as he advances towards Jungkook.
Jungkook's vision fades to black as he sees Choi advancing.
Please tell me it doesn’t end like this.
Chapter 7
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Yoongi is grabbing a couple waters from the bar when his phone dings. He smiles at the message Jungkook sent him. That silly little rabbit . He puts his phone back in pocket.
“What’s got you smiling like that?” Yoongi glares at Hoseok. “Oh to be in love,” he says in response to Yoongi’s glare. Laughing as he returns to serving the patrons at the bar.
Yoongi returns to the sound booth, mauling over Hoseok’s statement. Love? He cannot be in love. It’s too soon for that, isn’t it? He tosses a bottle over to Minho as he takes his seat.
“The Kittens are on in five, Yoongi. You ready?”
Yoongi glances back over the system making sure everything is in place. “Good to go Minho.”
AND NOW AT THE MAINSTAGE
PLEASE GIVE A ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR
THE KITTENS
Yoongi starts the music and Jimin and Taehyung enter the stage. They are really good at this, they know how to command the stage. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Jungkook over in the VIP lounge. He cannot help but marvel that Jungkook is all his, no matter how much others want him. He chose one Min Yoongi.
Yoongi furrows his brow, when he notices someone from security speaking to Jungkook before pulling him towards the dark red door. He nudges Minho and whispers, “Who is that talking to Jungkook?”
Minho glances over to the VIP lounge before returning his gaze to Yoongi. “That is Kang Woojin, he’s been here forever. He and the previous sound tech were an item, well I guess they could still be, I don’t really know.”
“Kang and the sound tech before me used to date?”
“Yep.” Minho turns back to the light controls, ending the conversation.
Yoongi finds it odd that Kang Woojin is talking to Jungkook, when he has never seen him talk to Jungkook before. And why take him through the dark red door to the back room? He turns back to the soundboard to make sure the rest of The Kitten’s set runs smoothly.
After The Kitten’s set, there is a short break before individual sets start. He checks the schedule, Jungkook should be free now. “Hey Minho, I’m going to take a quick break.”
“You're good, man. Say hi to your boyfriend for me.” Minho smirks as Yoongi gives him the one finger salute.
Yoongi heads to the green room, entering, he looks around for Jungkook. Finding it odd that he cannot find him. Where could he be?
“Hyung!” Shouts the Felines as they rush over to him. “Did you see our set?”
“Of course I saw it,” scoffs Yoongi, “I am the one running the sound for it.” He looks around the room again. Finding it strange he can’t find Jungkook. He should be back here.
“Whatcha looking for hyung,” questions Taehyung.
“I’m trying to find Jungkook, have you guys seen him?”
“Not since the beginning of our set hyung.”
“I wonder where he could be,” mutters Yoongi. He notices the door to the green room opening as Namjoon enters.
“JOONIE!” Shouts the duo. Yoongi watches as they rush over to Namjoon’s side, grabbing his arms. “Did you watch us?”
Namjoon nods his head towards Yoongi, “Hey hyung, whatcha doing back here?” Paying no attention to the feline hybrids that attached themselves to his arms.
“I’m looking for Jungkook. I thought he would be back here.”
Namjoon pulls his arm away from Jimin as he grabs his ipad. “Well he isn’t scheduled for a private dance,” he looks up at Yoongi, “Are you sure he isn’t out in the lounge?”
“I’m sure, I saw him talking to someone in security, umm,” Yoongi stops to think, what did Minho say that guy’s name was? “He was speaking with Kang? Kang Woojin, Yea that's the name. He was speaking with him and that Kang guy led him through the door to the back rooms.
Namjoon looks at Yoongi in confusion, “Are you sure hyung? Kang isn’t scheduled tonight.”
“I’m telling you that Jungkook was talking to someone in security. Minho said the guy used to date the last sound tech.”
“Well that would be Kang. That’s just odd because he isn’t on the schedule.” Namjoon looks at the ipad again. “Yea and Jungkook isn’t scheduled for anything yet tonight.”
“Hyungie,” Taehyung pulls on Namjoon’s arm getting his attention. “I’m worried about Jungkook, something doesn’t seem right.”
“Yea, hyungie. Something feels off. Can we go look for him?” Jimin looks at Namjoon pleadingly.
The group of them head back out onto the main floor, heading over to the VIP lounge. They don’t see Jungkook anywhere. Yoongi is starting to get worried now and so are the others. They enter the VIP lounge, heading towards the dark red door to the backrooms. The guard at the door stops them from going through. Namjoon looks at the guy, “Let us through.”
“I’m sorry, sir I cannot do that. You know the rooms are not reserved for personal use.”
Namjoon narrows his eyes. “I said let us through now. Trust me, you don’t want me to call Seokjin Boss-Nim over here now do you.”
Yoongi can hear Taehyung whisper to Jimin, “Man, Namjoonie hyung is so hot when he is angry.”
The guard bows his head and lets them enter. As soon as they enter the hallway they see Kang.
“Kang!” shouts Namjoon. “What are you doing here?” Kang looks at the approaching group in alarm before taking off.
“Hey get back here!” shouts Namjoon as he takes off running after Kang.
Yoongi and The Felines head over to the door. They see the key left in the handle. Yoongi turns the key unlocking the door, pushing it open. Then he sees red…
Jungkook blinks awake. The bright light makes him close his eyes again. He groans as tries to move his body. “U..ug..ugh.”
“Hyung, HYUNG,” shouts a voice, “He’s awake. Kookie? Kookie, can you hear me?”
Jungkook tries to turn his head towards the loud voice, eyes still closed, his head pounding. “Jimin hyung?” He feels a hand grab his, pushing it against something. “Oh Kookie, yes it’s me.” He hears Jimin start to cry, he feels the tears on his hand.
“W..What’s,” he tries to clear his throat, it feels hoarse, “g..g..going on?”
“Kookie,” that's Taehyung’s voice, “You are at the hospital.”
“H..Hospital?”
“Yea, Kookie, the hospital,” Jimin murmurs softly, before he starts shouting, “HYUNG, HYUNG! GET IN HERE, KOOKIE’S AWAKE.”
He feels himself wince at the loud noise. His head is killing him. “H..Hurts. T..Too loud.”
“Jimin hit the call button. Let’s get a nurse in here.”
Jungkook hears multiple footsteps enter the room. Heading towards his bedside.
“How is he?” He hears a voice softly ask. Is that Namjoon? That sounds a lot like Namjoon.
“He just woke up. Do you want some ice chips Kookie?” That’s Jimin’s voice again.
“Shouldn’t we wait for the nurse or the doctor.” He hears another voice. That sounds like Hoseok.
Okay , he tries to reason in his confusion. So far he has heard, Jimin and Taehyung. Pretty sure Hoseok and Namjoon are here too. So where are Yoongi and Seokjin?
He hears the door open and another set of footsteps approach the bed. “Jungkook-ssi, I am Doctor Han. I need to examine you. Can you open your eyes?”
“H..Hurts. Lights are too bright.”
“I’ll get the lights.” He hears the switch being flipped down, “Try now Kookie.”
Jungkook forces his eyes open, blinking them rapidly to get them to work. As his vision stabilizes, he looks around the room. White walls, various machines, the worried looks of his friends and Dr. Han at the bedside.
“W..Where is Yoongi?”
“Let’s get you examined first, Jungkook-ssi. To start, let's get you something to drink.” Dr. Han brings a cup and straw up to his mouth. He drinks deeply, he didn’t realize how parched he was. “That’s enough now, we don’t want you getting sick.”
Dr. Han pulls a penlight out from his pocket, “Jungkook-ssi, I want you to look at this light for me,” Dr. Han shines the light in his eyes. “Alright Jungkook-ssi, can you tell me your full name and date of birth?”
“Jeon Jungkook, September 1st, 1997.”
“Do you remember what happened?” Dr. Han asks as he continues to examine Jungkook.
“I..I was at the club. Kang took me to the backroom. Choi.. Choi, that bastard he was there.” He looks over to his friends. “What happened? Where is Choi now? D..Did he?” Jungkook looks down at himself.
“No Kook, he didn’t do that. Yoongi hyung got to you in time.” Jimin says, grabbing his hand and giving it a squeeze. “Yoongi hyung taught that bastard a lesson.
“He sure did. Choi is locked up, Kook-ah. You won’t have to worry about him for a long time,” supplies Namjoon. His hand resting on Jimin’s shoulder as Taehyung curls himself into Namjoon's Side.
“Yea, Jinnie hyung is making sure of that right now,” says Hoseok from the foot of his bed.
“Everything is looking good Jungkook-ssi. I would like to keep you overnight to monitor you, but I anticipate you will be good to go in the morning. Please try to get some rest and drink plenty of fluids. If you need anything please, do not hesitate to call.” Dr. Han leaves the room.
“Where is Yoongi?” Jungkook looks around the room again. “And Jin hyung? Why are they not here?”
“Jinnie is at the police station. He is making sure Choi is going to stay behind bars for a long time. As well making sure Kang is being charged.” Hoseok says softly.
“And Yoongi hyung had to pick something up. He should be here soon.”
“Pick something up?” He questions. What could he possibly need to pick up?
The group looks over to the door as it opens, he hears a little voice. “We see Appa?”
“Yes, Haru-ya, we are going to go see Appa.” Yoongi walks in, carrying Haru. He looks over to the group, “Sorry, the train took longer than I thought. How is he?”
“Why don’t you ask him yourself hyung. He is awake now.” Yoongi quickly turns to the bed with Haru on his hip.
“Koo,” Jungkook watches as Yoongi sits on the side of the bed, setting Haru down on his lap. His arms go around his little kit hugging her tight. He buries his nose in her hair, breathing in her scent.
He feels Yoongi’s hand on his cheek, looking up, his eyes locked on Yoongi’ concerned ones. “Koo, how are you?”
He smiles softly, “I’m better now hyung. Thank you for bringing her.” He reaches up a hand to place it over the one on his cheek. He sees Yoongi wince, pulling his hand away.
“Hyung,” he notices Yoongi’s knuckle bruised and bleeding. He grabs Yoongi’s hand gently, inspecting it, “What happened?”
“He beat the shit out of Choi, that’s what happened,” snorted Taeyhyung.
“Tae, language!” Jimin whisper-shouts, “There is a child present.”
Jungkook ignores his friends, bringing Yoongi’s hand up to his lips and kisses it gently. “Thanks for saving me hyung.”
“Appa! Yunki! Kiss!” giggles Haru. Jungkook and Yoongi share a look before they tickle her sides, sending her into peals of laughter. Her chanting, “Kiss, kiss, kiss.”
“You heard her Koo.” Yoongi leans in to press his lips softly to Jungkook’s before pulling back and resting their foreheads together. He hears Haru giggle in delight and the group cooing at the pair of them.
Haru, tired from all the excitement, passes out quickly, content in her Appa’s embrace. Jungkook looks towards his friends. “Can someone tell me exactly...”
The door to the hospital room bursts open as Seokjin hurries inside. “I’m here, I’m here,” he rushes out, looking around the room, “Jungkookie, you’re awake.” He rushes over to his bedside. Once he gets close, he kneels, head bowing low. “I am so sorry. I am sorry I couldn’t protect you.”
Jungkook reaches out, putting his hand under Seokjin’s chin, bringing him out of the bow. “It’s okay hyung. It wasn’t your fault.”
Tears start to form in Seokjin’s eyes. “But it was my fault. I was the one that employed Kang, I should’ve realized he would have done something like this.”
Hoseok comes over to Seokjin’s side, “There is no way, you could’ve known Jinnie,” pulling him to his feet. He pulls the man into chest as he continues to cry.
“So can someone tell me what happened? How did I end up here?” Everyone’s eyes turned to him.
“Are you sure, Kook?” asks Yoongi softly. Jungkook nods his head. Yoongi takes a deep breath before beginning the explanation of what transpired that night.
Yoongi's vision goes red as he sees Choi, above a passed out Jungkook. “You mother fucker, get off of him.” He sees the surprise in Choi’s face as he notices him. Without even thinking, Yoongi rushes into the room pulling Choi off of Jungkook and throwing him into the stage.
Choi tries to scramble away, but Yoongi is faster. He grabs him by the collar, cocks his fist and lets it fly. Again and again and again. He sees red everywhere. Choi’s face, his hands. Red .. red .. red. Everything is red.
“Oh my god, Yoongi–” Someone tries to pull him off of Choi but he fights off their grip, punching the man in front of him again. “YOONGI STOP!” He freezes, someone grabs his arm again pulling him away from Choi. He lets them.
In a daze he turns to see Namjoon. “He..he,” Yoongi has trouble getting his words out. “He was on top of Kook-ah. I..I..I..” He holds his hands up in front of his face. There’s that color again.. red .. his hands are covered in red.
He looks back up to Namjoon, “Kook-ah is he okay?” He looks around the room, his eyes finding Jungkook’s figure on the loveseat.
Before Namjoon can answer, Seokjin enters the room, with the Felines not far behind. Seokjin stops when he sees Yoongi and Namjoon. He looks down to see Choi on the floor. “What the hell happened here?” Then his gaze finds Jungkook. “Oh my god, Jungkook!”
The Felines are at his side. “Kookie, Kookie, wake up baby. Wake up.” They both say, gently shaking the bunny hybrid. Nothing happens. Jimin puts his hand up Jungkook’s nose as Taehyung lays his head on Jungkook’s chest. “He’s alive.”
Jimin's eyes widen as he sees the syringe laying on the floor. “That bastard drugged him!”
Everyone’s eyes followed where Jimin was pointing.
Hoseok enters the room. “I called the police, they are on their way.” He looks around, “What the fuck happened here?”
Yoongi makes his way to Jungkook. He reaches out his hand, seeing it all red, he pulls it back. He cannot soiled him with the red on his hands. He turns back around to Namjoon. Holding out his hands, “Joon-ah can you help me?”
“Of course hyung.” Namjoon takes him by the arm and leads him to the staff restroom. He holds Yoongi’s hands under the water. Yoongi watches as the red washes away, his vision getting clearer and clearer.
“Thank you Joon-ah.”
“Let’s get you back to Jungkook, hyung.”
When they get back to the room, the police are there talking to Seokjin. Ignoring them, Yoongi walks straight over to Jungkook. He grabs Jungkook’s hand, bringing it up to his lips. He whispers over and over, “Please be okay Koo, please be okay.”
“Yoongi hyung,” He looks up, seeing Hoseok. “The paramedics are here to examine Kookie, now.” Yoongi nods. “Can you step away, so they can do their job?” He nods again. Slowly stepping away. He feels arms wrap around him from either side. Looking he sees the Felines.
“It will be okay, hyung.”
“Yeah, hyung, Kookie will be okay.”
Everyone watches as the paramedics take Jungkook away. Yoongi cannot help it. He immediately starts to sob. He doesn’t want to think of what could’ve happened if he didn’t make it in time. Jimin and Taehyung hug him tighter, consoling him. They are joined by Namjoon and Hoseok, creating one big group hug.
Yoongi doesn’t even notice when the police take Choi away. Seokjin walks over to the group. “I need to go to the police station. They have also arrested Kang.” Seokjin looks weary as he talks to the group. “They are taking Jungkook to the National Hospital.” Seokjin talks to Yoongi next. “Yoongi-yah I promise you, that I will make sure Choi is put away for a long time.”
“Alright, let’s head to National Hospital.” Hoseok starts heading towards the door. The others followed behind him. “I’ll drive.”
Yoongi stays where he is, when he doesn’t go to follow, they turn back to look at him. “I.. I,” he takes a deep breath, “I will meet you there. There is something I need to do first.”
The next day, Jungkook is released from the hospital. Yoongi is there to get him, with Haru in tow. “Appa!” He cannot help but smile when he sees them together. He stands up from the wheelchair and carefully moves over to the pair.
Yoongi holds his arm out to him and Jungkook presses himself into his side. He feels Yoongi, pressing his lip into his temple. He closes his eyes at the feeling. “Let’s go home, Koo.”
He looks at Yoongi and Haru, grinning, “Yes, let’s go home.”
As they get into the taxi, Haru settles between them as they head back to the apartment. Jungkook looks out the window lost in thought. The next payment to the creditors is due soon. He might have enough to make the payment. But the one after that, he doesn’t know. He’ll need to return to work. He grimaces at the thought. He knows he is not ready, but he might not have a choice.
“Stop frowning,” murmurs Yoongi. Jungkook looks over towards him. “It’s taken care of. Stop worrying”
“Hyung you don’t know.” Jungkook can’t even finish his sentence before Yoongi interrupts him.
“Koo, you forget that I know you. It’s taken care of, Jin hyung made sure of that.”
“What are you talking about hyung?” He knows that Seokjin already took care of Choi and Kang. What could Yoongi be talking about?
“Jin hyung, paid off your debt. You don’t need to worry about that anymore.” Jungkook starts to object. Yoongi gives him a pointed look, making him swallow his complaints. “Hyung took care of it. Call it restitution. It’s already done.”
The taxi stops in front of the complex. Yoongi pays the driver as Jungkook gets out with Haru. Yoongi walks around the taxi, grabbing Jungkook’s hand, giving it a squeeze. “Let’s go shall we?” They walk hand in hand to the apartment.
Once they are through the door, Haru takes charge. “Appa, sit,” she grabs a hold of his hand, leading him over to the couch. Making him take a seat. “Appa, rest,” she shakes her finger at Jungkook, he cannot help but smile at her. “Haru take care of Appa.”
She leaves him, walking over to Yoongi, “Yunki help.” She grabs his hand pulling him into the kitchen, “Appa need to eat.” Yoongi looks over at Jungkook grinning as he follows Haru into the kitchen.
“What are we making Haru-ya?” He watches as Yoongi gives his full attention to Haru. Listening to her intently.
Haru has a serious look on her face. “Bulgogi. Appa favorite.”
“Alright Haru-ya, let’s get to work.”
Jungkook feels his eyelids grow heavy as he watches the pair from the couch. It’s been a tiring last couple of days.
He is awakened by little hands pushing on his cheeks, “Appa wake up. Food.” He opens his eyes looking at the kit in front of him. Standing behind her is Yoongi with a tray in hand. “We bring food to Appa,” Haru claps excitedly. “Haru take care of Appa,” she looks over at Yoongi, “and Yunki too.”
They all eat together in the living room. Jungkook notices Haru falling asleep soon after she finishes eating. It must have been a tiring couple of days for her as well. He goes to pick her up, he is stopped by a hand on his shoulder.
“Let me do it. You rest.” He watches as Yoongi gently picks up Haru, taking her to her room. Yoongi is so good with Haru and she likes him in return. Jungkook consciously chose the single life. He didn’t think he would find someone he would trust with Haru, now look at him.
“She’s all tucked into her nest.” Yoongi smiles at him as he walks in his direction.
“I love you,” Jungkook blurts out. His eyes locked on Yoongi’s figure, he notices when he freezes in place.
“W..What did you say?”
Jungkook stands from the couch, walking over to Yoongi. Once in front of him he puts his hands on either side of Yoongi’s face. “I,” he kisses Yoongi’s forehead, “love,” next he kisses his nose, “you,” he swallows Yoongi’s gasp as he kisses his lips.
Yoongi pulls away first, “Koo, I..”
“You don’t have to say it back, hyung.” Jungkook looks towards the ground. “I just needed to tell you how I felt. I couldn’t hold it in any longer.”
He feels Yoongi’s hand under his chin lifting his head up. Looking into Yoongi’s eyes, he sees so many emotions. “I love you too.” Now it’s Jungkook’s turn to gasp. Yoongi chuckles as he leans in to kiss him. “I love you, I love you, I love you,” he repeats, peppering kisses all of Jungkook’s face.
“Take me to bed hyung,” murmurs Jungkook in between kisses.
“Are you sure Koo?” Yoongi looked deep into his eyes, wanting to make sure he was sure.
“Take me to bed hyung.” Yoongi takes his hand leading him to the bedroom. They shut the door behind them. Making sure it is locked.
Yoongi goes over to sit on the bed, pulling Jungkook in between his legs. “How do you want to do this?”
“I want you to erase his touch, hyung. I want your hands all over me.” Jungkook grabs Yoongi’s hands, placing them on his hips. “I only want to know you, know only your touch.” Jungkook sits on Yoongi’s lap. “Make me forget, hyung.” Their lips crash together.
Yoongi pulls away, trailing kisses along his jawline and down the column of his throat. Jungkook throws his head back at the feeling. He feels Yoongi’s hands lifting up his shirt. He holds his arms up as Yoongi pulls off his shirt and throws it to the floor. Jungkook returns the favor.
Their lips meet together once more before Yoongi begins trailing kisses down his neck, onto his chest. Jungkook leans back, giving Yoongi better access. He feels lips close around his nipple, sucking softly. Jungkook cannot help the moan that leaves this throat. He feels Yoongi’s smirking against his chest, before he returns to biting, licking and sucking. Once he gives Jungkook’s nipple enough attention he switches over to the other one.
“Hy..un..g .. Ngh” he moans. Feeling himself grow harder at Yoongi’s touch. Yoongi pulls back from his chest, his lips slicked with spit. He smirks before grabbing Jungkook’s hips pulling him down tighter on his lap, grinding his hardness into Jungkook’s ass.
Yoongi flips Jungkook onto the bed, stepping back he quickly removes his pants. Leaving him naked. Jungkook licks his lips at the sight. His hands go to his waistband of his shorts, he lifts up his hips off the bed so he can push them off. Soon he feels Yoongi’s hands assisting him.
“Beautiful, absolutely beautiful.” Yoongi grabs Jungkook’s foot, bringing it up to his mouth kissing the arch before trailing kisses on ankle, up to calf, over his knee and along his thigh before repeating the same on the other side. Jungkook throws his head back into the bed at the feeling. He feels worshiped.
He gasps loudly when he feels Yoongi licking along his cock, before taking it in hand, pumping it slowly. Jungkook raises himself up on his elbows to look down at Yoongi. “Hyung,” he whines.
Yoongi smirks before opening his mouth and swallowing down Jungkook’s cock. Jungkook falls back onto the bed, moaning loudly, his hands finding their way to Yoongi’s hair, grabbing it tight. He feels Yoong’s moan reverberate around his cock.
Jungkook loses himself to the feeling of Yoongi’s mouth on him. It just feels so good. He feels Yoongi pulling away. Propping himself back up, he sees Yoongi’s mouth slick with spit and drool. Yoongi brings his hand up to his mouth, wiping it away. Jungkook shouldn’t have found that as hot as he did.
“You doing okay, Koo?” Jungkook nods his head, his eyes locked with Yoongi. He feels Yoongi’s fingers trailing down to his entrance. He feels Yoongi’s fingers probe at his hole before pulling them back out.
He sees the questioning look in Yoongi’s gaze as he says, “What..What is this?” Rubbing the slick between his fingers.
“Never been with a hybrid before, have you hyung?”
Yoongi sputters at the question. “What do you mean by that?”
Jungkook laughs as he pulls Yoongi up on top of him, pulling his face down for a kiss. “It means that most hybrids produce their own slick. We are self lubricating.”
“Ooh.” Yoongi smirks, “Oh really?” He trailed his fingers down Jugnkook’s torso, brushing across his cock before making their way to his slick hole. He feels Yoongi slide a finger in causing him to groan in pleasure. Then he works in another one scissoring them while he uses his other hand to hold Jungkook’s pelvis steady as the thrashes about. He feels Yoongi insert a third finger, by then he cannot even think straight, all he knows is pleasure.
He whines when he feels Yoongi pull his fingers out. “No, put them back in please. Hyung– I feel so empty, please, please!”
Yoongi peppers kisses all over his face. “It’s alright Koo, hyung promises you won’t be empty for long.” Yoongi goes to reach for the drawer. Jungkook grabs his hand, stopping him.
“I want to feel all of you hyung. No barriers.” Yoongi curses before crashing his mouth to Jungkook’s devouring him. He feels Yoongi line himself up before pushing himself in slowly. Jungkook feels white hot pleasure shoot up his spine as he releases all over his stomach.
He feels Yoongi pause, “Koo did you just?”
Jungkook pulls his legs up wrapping them around Yoongi’s waist, pulling him deeper inside. “Don’t stop,” Yoongi moans loudly. “Another thing about rabbit hybrids, hyung. We have a quick refractory period.”
Yoongi reaches for Jungkook's hands, placing them above his head holding them there with one hand. He places the other hand on Jungkook’s cheek, leaning down to kiss him softly as he continues to thrust his hips in and out. Jungkook closes his eyes as the pleasure fills him.
He feels Yoongi slow down. Opening his eyes back up, “W..What?”
“Keep your eyes on me Koo. Don’t close them.” He nods his head as Yoongi starts to pick up speed. He keeps his eyes on Yoongi, he doesn’t look away. He feels Yoongi’s hip start to stutter, he knows that Yoongi is getting close. He feels the hand on his face, leave. It reappears on his throbbing length. He fights the urge to close his eyes. He is so close– again.
Looking deep into Yoongi’s eyes, “I love you hyung.” Yoongi groans as he spills into Jungkook and Jungkook spills all over him.
He feels Yoongi collapse on top of him, panting hard. “I’m sorry Koo, let me move.” Yoongi pushes himself up.
“Don’t you dare.” Jungkook wraps his arms around Yoongi pulling him back down, keeping him in place. Jungkook loves the weight of Yoongi on top of him.
Jungkook basks in the afterglow. After some time, Yoongi does roll off of him. “Let me go get something to clean us up.” He leaves and returns with a warm washcloth. Wiping Jungkook, then himself clean.
Jungkook makes grabby hands at Yoongi. “Hyung, come cuddle me,” he whines.
“Get on your side then. I’ll be the big spoon.” Jungkook happily flops over as Yoongi settles in behind. He wiggles himself back so his back is flushed against Yoongi’s chest. He grabs Yoongi’s hand, intertwining their fingers. He brings their interlocked fingers to his lips, kissing them softly before resting them on his chest. He sighs happily.
“I love you too, Koo.” He feels Yoongi kiss the back of his neck. He wiggles in pleasure, his cottontail brushing against Yoongi’s member. He feels Yoongi groan.
He smirks, “High refractory period, remember hyung.” He pushes back against Yoongi again.
“God I swear you’ll be the death of me.”
Chapter 8: Epilogue
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Yoongi groans as he lugs in the last of the boxes from the moving truck up to the new apartment. At least the elevator works here. No more scary elevator and no more stairs. Entering the apartment, he sees Jungkook moving about, unpacking and putting things away. He was nothing but efficient.
Yoongi is breathing a little hard when Jungkook notices him. “Is that everything hyung?” Yoongi nods as Jungkook bounces over to him, rubbing their noses together before kissing him softly. He takes the boxes out of Yoongi’s hands, eager to unpack and put them in their places.
“That’s everything Koo, are you good if I go return the truck now?” Jungkook nods as he continues with the unpacking. “I’m going to swing by and pick up Haru-ya on the way back.”
“I’ll go make sure her room is ready. I cannot wait until she sees it.” He rushes down the hallway, calling over his shoulder, “See you when you get back hyung.”
Yoongi shakes his head at Jungkook's eagerness. He knows that Jungkook is determined to get as much unpacked and put away as he can tonight. Yoongi drops off the moving truck, before catching the train to Jimin and Tae’s place to pick up Haru.
She squeals when she sees him. “Papa Yunki!” She races over to him, raising her arms to be picked up. Yoongi swings her up, hugging her tight as she lays kisses all over his face. “Papa Yunki, Haru miss you.”
Haru calling him papa, was a rather new occurrence. One day she decided that he was ‘ Papa Yunki ’ and started referring to him as such. Jungkook asked him if it was okay with it, how could he say no to that little girl? He happened to be more than okay with it so he had been ‘Papa Yunki,’ ever since. He’s never been happier.
“Are you ready to go Haru-ya?” Yoongi jostles Haru in his arms. Making her squeal in delight.
“To new apartment?”
“Yes to the new apartment.” He points to Jimin and Taehyung. “What do you say to Jimn and Taehyung oppa?”
She bows her head, “Tanks oppas, buh-bye.”
“Bye Haru-ya, bye hyung.”
Yoongi hails a cab. He doesn’t really feel like dealing with a recently turned four year old on public transportation. He’s exhausted from moving all day. Haru chatters to Yoongi happily, recounting her day with her Mimi oppa and TaeTae oppa.
She continued to chatter as he carried her into the new apartment. “Appa!” she yelled, “Papa Yunki and Haru home!”
“Are home,” Jungkook gently corrects as he comes out from the kitchen. “Papa Yoongi and Haru are home.”
“Papa Yunki and Haru are home,” she mimics Jungkook. “Appa! Haru miss you.”
“Missed you,” Jungkook crouches down to give her a hug, “I missed you too. Do you want to see your new room?” She squeals in delight as Jungkook takes her hand and leads her to her new room.
Too exhausted to follow, Yoongi walks over to the couch before flopping onto it face down. It had been a very long , long day. Just give him five minutes, he will get up and help Jungkook finish unpacking. He closes his eyes, just five minutes, that’s all he needs.
He wakes up a couple hours later, slightly dazed. Sniffing, he can smell something fragrant coming from the kitchen. He hears soft music in the background as Jungkook and Haru are softly talking.
He groans as he gets up, stretching his arms over head. Cracking his back before heading into the kitchen with his nose sniffing, eagerly trying to figure out what Jungkook got for dinner.
“Papa Yunki,” exclaims Haru, standing on her chair at the counter, helping Jungkook, “Look, we gots food.”
“I see that Haru-ya.” He walks up to the pair, resting his hand on Haru’s head, petting her ears softly. He kisses Jungkook on the cheek, “Why didn’t you wake me, Koo?”
“You look tired, hyung, you worked hard today. You deserved to rest.” He pulls down some bowls from the cupboard, handing them to Haru, “Haru-ya can you be a big girl and carry these to the table?”
“Otay, Appa.” She jumps off her chair, reaching to take the bowls from Jungkook. Yoongi can see the concentration on her face as he carefully carries the bowls to the table. Jungkook had been trying to get her more tasks to help her build a sense of independence.
“Let's go eat hyung,” they walk over to the table taking their seats. “Don’t worry I’m sure there will still be plenty to do tomorrow, ” Jungkook says, smiling softly. “Those bookshelves won’t build themselves.”
They enjoyed their first family dinner in their new dining room, talking softly among each other or not at all. The silences are never awkward between them. Once everyone was finished, Haru grabbed Yoongi’s hand. “Papa Yunki, play Haru’s song?”
“Haru, what do we say?” Reminds, Jungkook. He has been working hard with her on her manners and speaking politely.
She sighs, “Papa Yunki, play Haru’s song, puh..please?” She clasps her hands together in front of her, her eyes pleading. “Puh-please!”
Yoongi chuckles, “Of course, Haru-ya.” They go over to Yoongi’s piano. She sits beside him on the bench, as he plays the song he wrote for her. He plays it again and again at her request before he feels her little head resting on his arm, her eyes closed.
Jungkook walks up to the bench, gently picking her up, “Haru-ya it’s time for bed.” She grumbles at being moved, but keeps her eyes closed. “I’ll put her to bed, hyung, I’ll be right back.”
Yoongi nods, showing his acknowledgement, before turning back to the piano. His fingers flowing over the keys as he plays a random beat. He keeps playing as feels Jungkook standing beside him. He looks up at him giving him a brief smile before finishing the song.
“That sounded beautiful hyung, what song is it?”
Yoongi turns sideways on the bench so that he is facing Jungkook. He grabs the backs of Jungkook’s thighs pulling him in close. Close enough that Yoongi can kiss his stomach. “Just something new I’ve been working on.” He pulls Jungkook even closer, the grip on his thighs firm as he continues to kiss his stomach. “It doesn’t have a name yet.”
Yoongi inwardly smirks when he hears the gasp that Jungkook lets out when he bites Jungkook softly. He starts trailing kisses up to Jungkook’s chest, standing before he continues kissing up Jungkook’s neck. “I,” he kisses Jungkook’s forehead, “love” he kisses his nose, “you,” he finishes, pressing their lips together. He can feel Jungkook smiling against his lips.
Jungkook pulls away slightly, rubbing his nose against Yoongi’s. “I love you too, hyung.” Jungkook wraps his arms around Yoongi’s neck. Pulling him in again for another kiss, pushing his body flushed with his.
“Let’s go to bed, hyung.” Yoongi smirks as Jungkook grabs Yoongi’s hand, leading him to their new bedroom.
Jungkook does find himself returning to work at the club, even with Seokjin paying off his debt. Just not exactly in the same capacity as before. He still dances but only on Saturday night, but no more private dances for him. Rather Seokjin hired him as a personal trainer for the club. He is now in charge of making sure all the dancers are in tip top shape. He also choreographs some of the dances on the side. Jungkook couldn’t be happier. He is still doing something he loves to do, but in a way that he enjoys immensely more.
Jungkook was working late with Yoongi one Wednesday after dance practice ended. They were fine tuning a track. It had been at least an hour or so since everyone left, they were all alone.
Jungkook had a bright idea, “Hyung,” he placed his hand on Yoongi’s knee, “what do you think about,” sliding his fingers up Yoongi’s thigh, “going into the back room, for old time’s sake?” Yoongi grins before grabbing Jungkook’s hand and pulling him over to the VIP lounge and towards the dark red door.
They were attached at the lips as they stumbled through the door, giggling as they went. Their hands grasping, touching and holding onto one another. They couldn't get enough of each other. Jungkook and Yoongi were bouncing off the walls as they fumbled with one another, trying to assert dominance. Jungkook had Yoongi pushed up against a door, his lips sucking a dark mark on Yoongi’s neck. Yoongi’s arm reaches out behind him trying to find the handle. Finally finding it, Yoongi grabs the handle and shoves the door open as they tumble through.
“Yoongi, what the fuck?”
Stunned, Yoongi and Jungkook pull away from one another, shocked at the sight in front of them.
“Ah shit I’m so sorry h–”
“Get out now!”
Yoongi and Jungkook almost trip over each other in their rush to get out of the room. Jungkook makes it through the door with Yoongi close behind. Yoongi slams the door shut. Jungkook looks at the number on the closed door seeing the number one emblazoned on the door, instead of his usual seven.
“Hyung, I think you might have mixed up the numbers on the door.” He thought it was a very easy mistake to make, they did look kind of similar. Noticing a lack of response from Yoongi, he looked over to him to see him in a state of shock. “Hyung–,” he tries again, placing his hand on Yoongi’s shoulder, jostling it slightly.
“Did I just see Hobi–” Jungkook nods. “–kneeling in front of Jin hyung.” Jungkook nods again. “With a dick in each hand.”
“Yes.”
“Hobi had a dick in each hand,” Yoongi slowly nods his head up and down as he processes the information. He looks at Jungkook, behind him at the door and back to Jungkook. “You are telling me that hyung has two dicks?!?”
“Yep,” Jungkook says patting Yoongi on the back, “Jin hyung is a dragon hybrid. What did you expect?”
“Dragon hybrid– Jin hyung– hyung is a dragon hybrid?” Jungkook nods his head yes. He can see the wheels in Yoongi’s head moving as he processed the information. “That– that explains a lot actually.”
“Let me grab my things out of the green room and we can head home hyung.” They join hands as they head to the green room, discussing what to do for dinner that night. Yoongi opens the door letting Jungkook enter first.
“AHHHHHHHH!” A deep voice yells out.
“What the fuck?” Comes a softer voice.
“Oh my god!” Jungkook pulls the door shut. Leaning against it. “Maybe I’ll just get my things tomorrow.” He looks over to see Yoongi looking at him with an alarmed look on his face.
“Is everything okay, Koo? What did you see?”
“I saw more of Joonie hyung,” he breathes out, “than I ever wanted to see.”
“Joon was in there?” Questions Yoongi, “Then who was the other voice we heard.”
“Oh that would’ve been Jimin hyung.”
“Jimin was in there with Joon-ah? Where is Tae then?”
“Oh he was there too,” Jungkook puts his head in his hands. Willing himself to forget what he just saw. “He was recording.”
Yoongi sputters at the information. “Wait .. what?”
Jungkook mumbles through the hands over his face. “Joonie hyung was getting topped by Jimin hyung. Taehyungie was recording.” He sighs heavily, he just wants to get out of here. “Hyung can we please leave now, I think I need to bleach my eyeballs”
Without saying anything, Yoongi grabs Jungkook’s hand and they leave the club. Midway to the train station, Yoongi turns to Jungkook, “So are like all our friends fucking?”
Jungkook just laughs at the absurdity of it all. “Yes hyung, I do believe all of our friends are fucking.”
A month after moving in together, Yoongi and Jungkook decide to throw a housewarming party. They want to share their new home with their friends. Yoongi is bustling around the apartment doing some last minute tidying up, while Jungkook is in the kitchen. A knock sounds at the door and Yoongi hears Haru squealing as she runs over to him.
“Papa Yunki, they here!”
“That’s right Haru-ya,” Yoongi grabs her hand as they walk to the door. Opening the door, they see Namjoon with a plant in his hand, Jimin and Taehyung.
“Mimi! TaeTae!” Haru shrieked, reaching for them.
“Haru,” warns Yoongi. She stops and looks over to Yoongi. “What do we say?”
All serious, Haru nods. She presses her palms together in front of her, bows her little head, “Welcome to our home.” She looks back up to Yoongi, seeking his approval. He gives a little nod, she squeals running to Jimin and Taehyung. “Mimi oppa! TaeTae oppa!”
“Awww hyung, isn’t she just the cutest.” Jimin says as he picks her up, squeezing her tight before passing her off to Taehyung, who also gives her a nuzzle and a squeeze. Namjoon stands back with a plant in hand, not entirely sure what to do. He isn’t used to being around kids.
“Come in guys,” Yoongi waves them into the apartment. “Haru, can you show them the way?” She nods her head like a little soldier, before wiggling down from Taehyung’s arms. “Come on Mimi and TaeTae,” she grabs their hands. They laugh as they follow her, Namjoon following close behind.
Yoongi goes to close the door, but then Seokjin and Hoseok appear. He feels himself start to flush looking at the two of them. He still can’t quite look the two of them in the eyes. Work has been interesting to say the least. He turns red, whenever he is around the two of them.
“Come on in,” he waves them in, shutting the door behind them. “Umm,” he stammers, “right this way.” At least he can talk to them now. Kinda.
They enter the living room to find Jimin and Taehyund seated on the floor, playing with Haru, while Namjoon sits on the couch, the plant still clutched in his hands. Yoongi walks over, takes the plant from Namjoon and sets it on a side table.
“Thank you Joon-ah.”
“Your welcome, hyung. I made sure to get a low maintenance plant..just don’t forget to water it.”
Jungkook appeared from the kitchen. “Hyungs, you’re all here, welcome!.” He wipes his hands on the apron around his front. “Dinner will be ready soon, does anyone need anything to drink?”
“You go finish up what you’re doing,” Yoongi shoos Jungkook backs towards the kitchen, “I’ll get the drinks.” Yoongi follows Jungkook into the kitchen. Wrapping his arms around Jungkook’s waist from behind, resting his head between his shoulder blades.
“Doesitgetanybetter,” he mumbles against Jungkook’s back. Jungkook turns to look at him, raising his eyebrow. Yoongi tries again, “Does it get any better.”
“Hmm, does what get any better hyung?”
“Looking your friends in the eyes, acting like you haven’t seen both of them naked? And that you now know that one of them has two dicks?”
Jungkook turns himself around in Yoongi’s arms, laughing. “He gets better with time, hyung.” He kisses the tip of Yoongi’s nose before rubbing them together. “Try not to think about it too much.”
Yoongi sighs at Jungkook’s response. He has been trying not to think about it. But it’s not working. He goes over the fridge, grabbing several bottles of beer before heading back out into the living room. He passes the bottles around before taking a seat in an empty chair.
“Papa Yunki,” Haru runs over to him, climbing up into his lap. She whispers loudly, “Mimi and TaeTae…” she looks over at them briefly before turning her head back to him, “...have a boyfriend!” She looks over at Namjoon giving him the stink eye.
The room roars in laughter. Haru wasn’t actually being quiet. He looks over at Namjoon, seeing him a little pinker than before, looking down at his hands. Jimin and Taeyhung go over to him, kissing him on either side of his cheeks.
“Yes,” Yoongi squeezes her before setting her back down on the floor, “Namjoon is Jimin and Taeyhyung’s boyfriend,” He points over at the trio. “Joonie over there, is one of my best friends. He’ll be good to your Mimi and TaeTae.” Haru looks at him, like she still doesn’t trust what he has to say, but gives a little nod.
Jungkook appears in the doorway again. “Food’s ready. Come eat.” The group clamor around the table. Seating in a mix match of chairs, to get them all to fit at the table. Laid out on the table is a pot of Japchae and Banchan.
“Aw Jungkookie, you really out did yourself.”
“Thanks Jin hyung. Let’s eat.”
Laughter fills the room as they group converses among each other as they eat their dinner. Everyone is happy and having a good time. Yoongi looks around the room. He cannot believe this is his life now. So much has changed in the last year. He catches Jungkook looking at him, he smiles softly before mouthing, ‘I love you.’
He mouths back, ‘I love you too.’
After dinner, the group heads back into the living room. Haru walks over to Yoongi whining, “Papa Yunki, play Haru’s song, puh-lease?”
Yoongi picks Haru up, goes over to the piano and plays Haru’s song with her seated beside him. When he feels her start to nod off, he stops. Picking her up, he carries her into her room. Making sure to tuck her into her nest. He kisses her forehead, “I love you Haru-ya, goodnight.” She mumbles sleepily at him as he leaves.
Leaving the room, he hears some familiar music playing. But that can’t be right. He made that song when he was in college. What is going on? Once he is closer, he hears Jungkook’s voice.
“This is the song I was telling you about Jiminie.”
“Oh from that soundcloud you found?”
“Yes, that one! What’s so funny Joonie hyung?” Yoongi walks into the living room to find Namjoon doubled over in laughter. The others looked at him strangely. He looks at Yoongi knowingly before laughing again.
“Why don’t you ask your boyfriend, Kook-ah?” The others turn towards Yoongi.
“Hyung?” Jungkook questions. “What is he talking about?”
“Where did you find that song, Kook?”
Jungkook narrows his eyes at Yoongi. “From soundcloud. I’ve told you about the rapper before. I really like his songs. His name is..”
“AgustD,” Yoongi and Namjoon say together.
Jungkook looks between the two of them in confusion. “How did you know that? I don’t think I’ve ever told you his name”
“Because I am AgustD. That’s my song.”
“B..b..b..b..b..but,” he walks over to Yoongi. “Wait– wait!” He gestures with his hand out in front of him. “You are telling me that the soundcloud rapper, I’ve been obsessed with, is you.”
“AgustD is, well was, hyung’s stage name back in college,” chimes Namjoon. The rest of the group starts laughing then.
“Oh this is absolutely priceless,” chortles Seokjin.
“Of course Kookie would end up with the rapper he’s been obsessed with,” giggles Jimin.
“It’s fate,” adds Taehyung.
“What are the odds?” Finished Hoseok.
“Yes love. The rapper you are obsessed with is me.” He kisses the pout on Jungkook’s face, laughing.
Not long after, the others leave heading home. Yoongi and Jungkook thank each of their friends for coming. Exhausted, they fall together onto the couch. Jungkook hums as he nuzzles his face into Yoongi’s chest. Yoongi brings his hand up to pet Jungkook’s ears, listening to his soft sighs of pleasure.
“I love you, Koo.”
“I love you too, hyung”
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