So How to Mend a Broken Spirit hybrids share a lot with their animal counterparts. One of the weirder ones is Jungkook and dead sleep. Its normal for ferrets to have what's called 'deep sleep' where they are so deep in their sleep cycle that they seem dead. And Jungkook is no different.
Completely limp and unresponsive to the outside world. And this terrified mc when they first experienced this phenomenon. They very nearly bounced into the living room one day only to find Kook passed out on the couch. They're bored and Jungkook is always down to play and mess around or at the very least they can get pulled into the nap with the ferret hybrid. He's the easiest way to entertain them and mc is now determined to wake him.
So they carefully walk over and carefully begin to shake his shoulder. Softly calling out his name. And nothing happens. Yeah, they weren't expecting Kook to jump up immediately and be ready to go but there should've been something. A groan, Kook's hand rising up to try and push them away, rolling over, something. And yet there was not even a trace of a reaction to what mc was doing.
The panic as slow rising. Starting with more vigorous shaking and a louder call of his name. Still nothing. No reaction. Mc even goes as far to raise his hand and let it drop. Accidently letting him slap himself. This causes a meltdown for mc. Sprinting away and calling out for Yoongi. Scared that your friend is seriously not okay.
The human peeks out of his office as he hears mc calling for him. Eyes widening and immediately trying to comfort the hyperventilating fennec fox hybrid barreling towards him. They hit him full force and it takes a few moments before they calm down enough to tell him what happened.
When Yoongi finally realizes what was happening he can't help the giggle that bubbles up. Carefully explaining dead sleep to mc as he walks back to the living area and helps to calm mc. Jungkook beginning to stir out of the deep sleep by the time the two get back to him. Hair sticking in every direction and a faint red mark forming on his cheek where his hand had hit his own skin.
Mc jumps into his arms and just holds him. Jungkook dazed and utterly confused just holds them close. Safe to say, mc learned how to tell when Kook was in dead sleep vs needed help very quickly after that.
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Quality time: You’re one of the few people he lets sit in the studio with him while he produces. He loves having you around him, whenever possible. Most of your days consist of sitting together, doing your own things and not talking very much, just being with each other.
Words of affirmation: He finds it hard to express himself through his words sometimes, especially when he wants to say something important. It’s easier to say things through music, so many of his songs end up being about you. Things he wants to say to you, things he wants you to know, but he just can’t. He never ends up releasing those songs. They’re for you and you only.
Gift giving: He likes providing for you, gifting you things that come from the heart. Many of his songs are dedicated to you. Sometimes he’ll be woodworking or making something himself and he’ll find something to make you. It’s almost always handmade, the things he gives you. Though sometimes if he’s travelling on tour, he’ll find something he can bring home that reminds him of you.
♡ In private:
Quiet, usually. If he’s not in the studio he’s by your side, content to just be in your company and talk about random things as the two of you do your own things. Every once in a while he’ll become the more energetic one of the two of you, annoying and poking at you, trying to rile you up.
♡ In public:
Very private. He likes having you just to himself, and he also knows it's safer for you if you’re kept out of the public eye. The fans found out about you when he went live one day, kissing you goodbye in the middle of the stream as you left. When asked through chat he simply replied yes, that’s my partner and wouldn’t say anything else. If he posts about you it’s always sweet and minimalistic, domestic pictures of you and Tang usually.
♡ Dating:
Usually pretty chill, small little events that both of you enjoy. Though he does plan bigger things for special dates; anniversaries, holidays, birthdays, etc.
You two will find random events to go to. Like those little pottery dates on tiktok, things along those lines.
Cooking dates. He really enjoys making things, especially with you. He likes the process of making a nice meal, getting to spend extra time at home with you.
A nice upscale restaurant for special occasions. Not too extravagant but fancier than the places you guys usually go to.
♡ When he realized he loved you:
One of the many days he lost track of time in the studio. You brought him takeout at the end of a long day, and he felt the need to get your approval for the song he was working on. He’s never wanted more than an opinion from someone before, and even that was rare. But he just needed you to like it, and he knew then that he loved you, valuing your opinion over all others. Almost as much as his own.
♡ Nicknames:
Jagi/jagiya or aein. He tends to stick to your name but if he does use any terms of endearment it’s one of those two.
You could only hope that, despite the terrible connection, your desperate tone managed to reach her through the phone. If anything, you felt like you were already underreacting.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. But you have to understand, it’s simply to make our investors happy.”
You were about to have a panic attack, and your mother was talking about the happiness of her investors? You ran your fingers through your hair, eyes darting around your bedroom to try to find something—anything— to ground yourself. Deep breaths (Y/N)…There was your office chair with your jacket draped over it, the cup of iced coffee that’s been on your desk since this morning, and…
“(Y/N)?”
Your attempts to compose yourself were interrupted by your mother. Your lips trembled slightly before you finally responded. “Mom…do you understand what this means? Moving to Seoul—you’re quite literally throwing me to the wolves!”
“Oh, don’t say it like that…you were always such a kind child! I’m sure your Regalis won’t trigger their…hm, dare I say, savageness.”
It didn’t matter that your regalis gene was underdeveloped. You didn’t care about the gene that caused Primals to submit to you. It was the fact that you, as a Cardinal, were going to be living in the city dominated by Primals: Seoul.
The once Cardinal-ruled city had transformed into a sanctuary for them, a place where they could live without fear of discrimination and exist freely without being treated as lesser beings. Everything from its government to its culture was shaped around Primal society, making it one of the few places in the world where they could truly belong.
A heavy groan escaped your lips, lowering your head as your eyebrows pinched together in frustration. She wasn’t going to listen to anything you said; never did, never will. Once she decided something for you, there was no way you were going to change her mind.
But this was just ridiculous. You knew the Primals residing in Seoul were notorious for being unforgiving to their counterpart. There hasn’t been a single recorded case of a Cardinal living in that city for less than a week before they were driven out.
“Besides, you’re still working that in-house job, aren’t you? You’ll barely have to go outside. You can just use our shared Uber Eats account.”
With a long-winded sigh and many, many words you’d like to share, you tilted your head back and stared at the ceiling.
“Ok.”
“I knew you’d understand! The moving company will be here tomorrow.”
TOMORROW?!
At least, that’s what you wanted to scream.
“...Ok.”
“Thank you again, sweetheart. Come visit your dad and me soon, alright?”
“Mm.”
The moment she finished speaking, you pressed the red button before she had the chance to slip anything else into the conversation. Your phone landed somewhere on your bed as you sat there, completely still.
You were disassociating.
Grounding…grounding…what did your therapist say about grounding?...
Just sleep it off.
-
You spent the entire morning cleaning your apartment, packing only the necessities you could fit into your bags, and driving the long distance along with the moving trucks to Seoul in one exhausting trip.
When you finally arrived, you could only stare up at the luxury apartment building looming above you.
Even after essentially abandoning you, your mother still refused to let you live somewhere modest. Apparently, a simple middle-class unit was completely out of the question. No, your unit had a whopping eight bedrooms and several bathrooms. You were going to have to get used to the loneliness that came with living in such a huge place.
“I’m actually surprised, Miss. Forgive me for asking, but why Seoul?” the young man asked as he placed the final box down.
“Oh, well—” My mother forced me to move into this apartment because the Cardinals are planning to retake the city, and if we buy property now, the value will skyrocket after the coup d’état!
“As someone who used to live around these parts before the beasts overran it, let me put you on. This’ll cover up your Regalis scent.”
“—A change of scenery, I suppose.”
The young man gave you a look that suggested he didn’t quite believe you, but he wasn’t paid to interrogate you.
He handed you a small metal canister, the design printed with a simple abstract image of a paw with a cross over it. You stared at it for a moment.
You had always thought companies making Regalis suppressants could be a little less obvious with their packaging.
“Well, I wish you good luck, Miss.”
With a polite tip of his hat, the man and his small crew left, leaving you alone in your new apartment.
The place didn’t feel like home. It felt like walking into a crowded room full of strangers, except the room was empty and the strangers were only imaginary. Still, this was what you had been given, and you had no choice but to make the best of it.
By the time the sun had completely disappeared, exhaustion had finally caught up to you. The first thing you decided to do was take a nice, hot shower before collapsing onto the mattress on the floor. The bedframe could wait until tomorrow, not like it was gonna grow more than four legs and run.
You stripped off your sweat-stained clothes and reached for the faucet, only to be met with a miserable groan from the pipes and a few pathetic spurts of water.
You tried a couple more times. Maybe the water just needed time to travel through the pipes. Maybe the apartment had been vacant for too long.
But after several attempts, you were forced to accept the unfortunate truth.
“Fuck…” You cursed under your breath, hands reaching for your phone to dial your mother, only to realize it was already far past the time she usually answered.
There was surely no way you were going to sleep without showering, right? Surely not!
But no matter how delusional you could be, there was no way to delude water into reality.
You were tired, stinky, and now, undoubtedly thirsty. You hadn’t taken a single sip of water since you started packing that morning, and your body was beginning to demand the most basic necessity known to mankind…The nearest options were your neighbour, ordering delivery, or—unfortunately—the convenience store.
If your apartment's water wasn't working, surely the neighbours were dealing with the same problem.
Uber…why are there no workers at this hour? Fuck, you’re gonna have to go out, aren’t you?
With a defeated sigh, you reached over the counter and picked up the spray bottle the moving crew guy had given you. Perhaps it would actually come in handy.
According to the instructions, six sprays were enough: around the neck, wrists, chest, and other areas where your scent was strongest. Too much would make your scent unnatural and could ironically have the opposite effect of what it was intended for.
After spraying, you put on a hoodie and head to your elevator, down to the streets of Seoul.
It was the hour when the city was just beginning to come alive, the streets slowly filling with the sounds of nightlife, so surely the relatively rural neighbourhood was a cold spot for rowdy young adults.
The convenience store was just three minutes away. Surely there isn't a comedically placed alleyway in the middle of the road that harbours suspicious individuals that might want to pick a fight with you, right?
You swallowed your paranoia when you passed by the comedically placed alleyway, choosing not to look in case there actually was someone. The first rule of walking in a densely populated city is not to make eye contact with anyone; otherwise, they’ll lock onto you like a heat-seeking missile.
Just as you passed the alleyway, the man's nose twitched, his head slowly tilting upward as the scent in the air caught his attention.
It was faint, but unmistakable.
Sweet, yet tinged with the artificial sharpness of chemicals—the scent of an omega Primal attempting to hide themselves beneath a layer of blockers.
To the gruff alpha lingering in the alleyway, smelling faintly of woody tobacco and cinnamon, it was an invitation he couldn't ignore.
“Hey! Kitty!”
Yeah, hell no. You kept on walking, speeding up ever so slightly; if you ignored them, they usually left you alone.
A large hand suddenly wrapped around your wrist, pulling you backward with enough force that you nearly stumbled over yourself. A startled yelp escaped your throat as you were dragged to a stop, your heartbeat immediately jumping at the realization that he was not planning on letting you simply walk away.
You kept your head low, voice low. To say you were exhausted was the understatement of the century. The last thing you wanted was to provoke this man into giving you a harder time.
“P-Please let me go.” You said, voice trembling yet firm.
“Nah, Kitty. You can’t just walk past me smelling like a fresh spring breeze and expect me not to take this chance?”
Your eyes narrowed at the blatant attempt at flirting, although calling it flirting felt far too generous. It wasn't the first time you had been catcalled, but being called a cat was certainly a new experience.
“I’m not interested.” You tried to tug your wrist away, but he wouldn’t budge. You didn’t dare lift your head in fear of your hoodie falling. “I have a boyfriend.”
“Your boyfie lets you go out smelling this…” His tongue darted out to trace his lips, predatory eyes falling down your body. “...Fertile?”
That word alone set a wave of nausea over you, alarms blaring in your head that you had to get the fuck out right now, otherwise he was going to do something drastic.
“Let go!” You yanked harder this time, finally freeing your aching wrists. Using this opportunity to put a couple more feet between you two.
You finally got a good look at your assailant, a well-built dog Primal with stubble lining his muzzle, hair short and spiky at the tips. Several scars ran across his arms and features, telling stories you had no desire to learn.
The force of your escape had shaken your hoodie loose, exposing the top of your head for only a brief second before you lifted it back over. But that singular second was all it took for the man to immediately bare his teeth, a low growl rumbling from his chest.
“Oh? Turns out you’re not a kitty after all?” He smirked, inching closer now that he knew.
With every large stride he took, you gave several more in return until your back collided with something hard. Before you could even process what it was, a pair of strong arms wrapped around your torso, trapping you in place.
“No! Stop! Let me go!” Your screams echoed through the alley, but the man in front of you only looked amused.
The man stepped in front of you, a smug look ever so present.
“Lady, do you even know where you are right now?” He brushed your hoodie off your head. “Even if you screamed as loud as you can, no one's gonna want to save a Cardinal.”
Tears welled in your eyes, and all you could think about was the pure hate you have for your mother for making you come here, how her decision is now costing your life.
“It’s strange, though.” His voice lowered as he studied you. “When I’m standing in front of you, I don’t get that nasty feeling of wanting to tuck my tail and run.”
His smile turned cruel.
“Isn’t that interesting? You must be defective.”
The man held your jaw in his rough hands, forcing you to look at him. “My last Cardinal made me look reealll pretty.” He dragged a finger down a scar that lined his cheek, making you wince. “Can you tell?”
His finger then tapped your cheeks, tracing down the soft skin, the exact length of his scar.
“I’ll make you look pretty too.”
You squeezed your eyes shut, desperately trying to hold back the sound threatening to escape your throat. You refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing how afraid you were.
Just then, his touch disappeared. The arms around you loosened, and the only things filling the silence were shouting voices and the heavy sound of fists colliding.
Your tears blurred your vision, making it difficult to see what had happened, but after quickly pulling your hood back into place and wiping your eyes, you finally managed to make out the scene in front of you. The dog Primal and his companion were both on the ground, their faces bruised and bloodied.
A new contender appeared in the form of another man, this time in a grey hoodie and baggy jeans. Was he the one who helped you? Was he also a Cardinal?
“What the…” The man held his nose, looking at the looming figure.
“Jungkook! Why the hell are you helping her?!” His voice made you wince, sounding genuinely offended.
“I told you last time not to fuck with the Cardinals that come here.” Your mysterious saviour said, turning slightly to look at you, and that’s when you saw it. “That’s my job.”
Hidden beneath his hoodie were large, elongated ears, heavily pierced with several sections cut and altered. His eyes flashed red beneath the streetlight, and his lip piercing caught the light as he moved. His right arm was covered almost entirely in colourful tattoos.
“Fuck man. Did you really have to punch me that hard? Fuck…” Blood continued to drip from his nose as he held his hand over it.
“Get the fuck out of here, Dongwon.” The stranger flicked his head, and with a heavy grumble, the dog Primals left.
You really didn’t appreciate the way he said, “That’s my job.” Because clearly that implied he was the top don around here who calls the shots.
His earlier expression turned into something softer, the red glow now replaced by big, brown doe eyes.
“Are you alright?” He bent down lower to your level, seemingly trying to make himself look smaller under that big hoodie.
You realized you hadn’t been breathing, letting yourself take deep breaths while keeping your unblinking eyes glued to his.
“I’m not gonna hurt you.” He kept his voice low and soft, like he was talking to an injured animal. “I promise.”
The man in front of you, Jungkook, would’ve preferred to leave you alone, but after seeing the top of your head clearly bare, he didn’t trust you to walk around this late at night. Quite frankly, he thought you were an idiot for even trying.
With a shaky breath, you spoke, “Thank you, but I need to go.”
He tilted his head, eyes narrowing. “And be attacked by stray dogs again? I thought Cardinals were supposed to be smart?”
You hated even being classified as one, because everything had to be blamed on your underdeveloped genetics. You weren’t as brilliantly smart as your siblings. You couldn’t regenerate a paper cut fast enough. You became bedridden when you caught a simple cold.
And worst of all, your Regalis gene was so faint it couldn’t even protect you.
Just like your ancestors.
“Well, sorry for not wanting to stick around with someone who sent a Primal home with a bloodied nose using one punch,” you argued, immediately putting up a defensive wall between the two of you.
Jungkook let out a heavy sigh as he rose from his squatting position, and despite the fact that he moved slowly, you still found yourself flinching slightly at the sudden increase in his height.
He would be lying if he said there wasn't something strangely satisfying about seeing a Cardinal so completely vulnerable in front of him, without the usual pressure of their Regalis weighing down on his instincts. For a moment, he allowed himself to appreciate the euphoric feeling before pushing it aside.
“Where are you going? I’ll walk you there.”
You desperately needed water. Food too, if you were being honest. There was no point turning back now after making it this far.
“Stay 10 feet away from me.”
He held up his hands as a sign of peace. “S’all you.”
The short walk was quiet. Occasionally, people would walk past you, giving you weird stares, not because of your scent but because Jungkook had been trailing you from behind, his scent clearly warding off people from trying to talk to either of you.
You reached the GS25, preparing to walk in, but Jungkook stopped you with a hand on your shoulder. You turned around, eyebrows furrowed in suspicion.
“Tell me what you want.” He held up some bills he pulled from his pocket. “I’ll get it.”
You didn’t understand why a Primal living in Seoul would help a Cardinal. There had to be a catch to it.
“No thanks. I can handle myself.” You shrugged his hand away and stepped into the store, the familiar jingle of the entrance welcoming you inside.
Jungkook only rolled his eyes before following after you, greeting the cashier like an old friend while you moved through the aisles.
You filled your basket with bottles of water and a few pre-made meals, making sure to grab enough to last you through the next couple of days. Once you were satisfied, you placed everything on the counter.
The middle-aged deer Primal behind the register gave you a brief glance before beginning to scan your items.
“Are you new around here? Don’t think I’ve ever smelled your mark around these parts.” The deer said, curiosity eating away at him from the subtle scent of the outer city.
“She's my girlfriend, Mr.Lee. Just moved here from Busan,” he continued smoothly, as if he hadn't just casually rewritten your entire relationship status. “You know how it is there. Couldn’t see her much until now.”
He gently placed his arm around your shoulder, pulling you in slightly. “I’m gonna have to scent her properly for the next few days. People keep trying to talk to her because she’s so pretty.” You were 100% sure your face wasn’t making Jungkook’s story any more convincing, but you couldn’t be more wrong when the deer had such an elated look on his face.
“Congratulations! I’m so happy for you, Jungkook-ah!” He reached over the counter to give Jungkook several pats on the shoulder. “I was afraid keeping our city safe was getting in the way of your love life, oh, I’m so proud.” The man shook his head side to side, like his own son just announced he was getting married.
“-Ah, sorry dear. I’ll bag these for you.” Mr. Lee quickly returned to work, neatly placing your items into a bag while you stood there in complete confusion. You handed him the exact change, still trying to process how easily Jungkook had managed to create an entire fake relationship in under ten seconds.
“Jungkookie here is a good man.” He says, nodding at you, “If he’s spending too much time hopping around instead of building a proper nest, just tell me, and I’ll whip him into shape.” A mighty holler escaped his throat as Jungkook blushes, “I can make a proper one…”
You simply nodded politely, offering a quiet, “Thank you,” before Jungkook grabbed the bags and quickly ushered you out of the store.
You waited until the two of you were several meters away from the store before exploding.
“WHAT. THE FUCK. IS WRONG WITH YOU???” You screamed in between inhales, and Jungkook quickly covered your mouth.
“Are you trying to get a noise complaint?! Keep it down!” You slapped his hand away, lowering your voice before continuing. “No-genuinely, what kind of story was that?! Your girlfriend?!”
“Well, what was I supposed to say?! Are you planning on walking around smelling like that every month with no claiming scent?”
“Like what?!” You jumped, recalling Dongwon’s comment about your scent. “Wait…” you pulled out your phone, swiping to your period tracker app.
Ovulation phase.
Heat quickly rose to your cheeks. “Oh my God…”
“You didn’t know?!” Jungkook finally had the upper hand, running a hand through his hair, which subsequently knocked his hoodie off, his large ears now standing at attention.
“I was just so stressed with moving. I didn’t keep track!” You tried to explain, “And what do you mean by a claiming scent?”
He held a finger up, head tilted away in frustration. “Are you doing this on purpose?”
“No—on my life, I don’t know what that is.” You held a hand to your chest, the other pointed to the sky.
“It's…” His eyes glazed around, noticing the increased number of stares. “Let’s head to my friend's place. We can’t talk here.” He mumbled.
“Your friends?? Fat chance. I’m gonna get my organs harvested.”
“Who would want your defective organs? Fine, yours then.” You jerked your head in offence, opening your mouth to argue, but the increasing number of curious stares around you made you reconsider. With a reluctant sigh, you grabbed onto his sleeve and dragged him along.
-
Jungkook’s jaw dropped the moment he saw your apartment building.
“How the hell did you manage to get your hands on this?”
You rolled your eyes, grabbing onto his hoodie and pulling him away from staring at the building like it was some kind of tourist attraction.
You wanted to get back to your unit, your safe haven, asap.
Shoving him through the door, you closed it and locked it shut, finally feeling relaxed—well, as relaxed as you could be with a giant rabbit Primal now standing in your living room.
The moment you turned on the lights, Jungkook’s eyes immediately wandered around the apartment, practically sparkling at the amount of space. Even when there were several moving boxes around, he could prance and glide everywhere with ease.
“Please…water…food…” You rasped, reaching a withering hand to the plastic bags Jungkook was hopping around with.
“Oh, right, sorry.” He hopped over to you, handing you the bags before continuing to explore your unit. You quickly pulled out a bottle, downing it in the amount of time you would assume was a world record.
The bottle left your mouth with a rejuvenated sigh, seeing Jungkook still looking around, pure eyes peering out your window and into the city lights.
“Sit down, let’s talk.” You called out to him, already settled onto the cold marble floor, since you still hadn't unpacked any furniture, and with shining eyes, he quickly sat in front of you.
You pulled out two bentos from the bag and handed one over.
“That’s your payment for walking me.” You pointed a chopstick at him, breaking it in two before digging into the bulgogi and rice.
“Uoh, thanks.” His lips formed an excited O, taking his own chopsticks and shovelling the meal into his mouth.
The food was delicious, the two of you finishing roughly at the same time. Jungkook clapped his hands together once. “Thank you for the meal."
“So, claiming scent, what’s that?” You wiped your mouth with the provided napkin, stacking the trash together.
“It’s a scent Primals use to…well, claim.” Jungkook shrugged, and you raised a brow. Obviously, there was more to it than that.
“When females go into heat, or, in your terms, ovulation, they either have a claiming scent from their partner that wards off other Primals from trying to shoot their shot, or they stay indoors if they’re not trying to find a mate until their heat ends.” He explained.
“Surely a Cardinal’s ovulation smells different than a Primal’s heat.”
“Well, yeah.” He scoffed as if you had asked the most obvious question in the world. “But at its most basic, the scent is the same. Ovulation occurs when Primals are in their heat.”
“Uh-huh…” You squinted as you rubbed your chin, deep in thought about this new information. “And you were telling the clerk you were gonna put this scent on me.”
Your words made Jungkook’s ears twitch. “It’s not as weird as you’re making it out to be!” He pouts his bottom lip. “Primals leave their scent on things to claim all the time, whether it be territory, items, or people. It’s just basic animal behaviour.”
“This is basic Primal knowledge. How do you not know this? Where are you actually from?” He bombards you with question after question.
“Why don’t you introduce yourself first, Rabbit? You’re in my house.”
“I’m a hare!” He points at his ears, “Not a rabbit!”
“Right. My mistake.” You nodded, deciding not to argue over semantics.
“Now that we got that cleared up, my name’s Jeon Jungkook. I’m a boxer.”
Ah, that makes a lot of sense now, how he managed to knock two heavyweights down with one punch.
“Now you.” He flicks his head up.
“(Y/F/N), software engineer, also a slight amount of nepotism at play.” You held up your fingers in a small pinching gesture.
“Oh, no wonder, but how did you end up here if you’re rich?” You didn’t even wanna ask which part of it was clicking gears together for him, and you were too tired to ask.
“That’s a story for another day.” You stood up with a heavy sigh. “It was nice to meet you, Jungkook, but I’m extremely tired, and I want to go to bed,” You mumbled, shoving the trash into one of the empty convenience store bags.
“Oh, ok.” He stood up, and you couldn’t help but notice his ears drooping down slightly.
“Is your house far from here? I can call a taxi for you.”
“Oh, no, it’s fine. I kinda live everywhere, so,” He fidgeted with his hands, but your sleep-deprived brain wasn’t really catching on.
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t have a home.”
Your expression softened. You thought every Primal in Seoul lived in paradise, a roof over their head and supported by their very own people?
“Then, where do you sleep?”
“Usually at a friend's place. I bed hop.”
“I…” you trailed off, debating if this was a good idea.
“...I have 7 other guest rooms. Take one.”
It was as if the sunshine fell on him, his ears immediately straightening, eyes glistening for the nth time this evening.
“Really?!” You could hear the faint sound of fabric shifting, tilting your body to the side to see a bump on his tailbone that wiggled side to side rapidly, covered by his hoodie.
“Yeah, but my shower broke down, so unfortunately you can’t wash up. That’s why I got a bunch of these.” You waved your hand across the grocery bags filled with large water bottles.
You gave Jungkook some oversized clothes to change into before showing him the guest room, and that’s when you realized.
You only have one mattress.
“Fuck, sorry, I’m just really tired. I didn’t consider that.” You pressed a hand against your forehead, already feeling the exhaustion catching up to you. After everything that had happened that day, the last thing you wanted was to make your unexpected guest sleep on the floor of your apartment.
But that didn’t seem to deter the hare. It didn’t seem like anyone could put a damper on his mood. “You don’t have to worry about a thing. I’ve slept on concrete before.”
You sucked in a breath through your teeth. You were really going to regret this.
“Wanna sleep on mine?”
The moment the words left your mouth, Jungkook’s tail gave a small twitch beneath his hoodie. He slowly turned toward you, his expression caught somewhere between surprise and confusion. “Like… with you?”
You didn’t want to look at him, waving your hands in front of yourself instead. “No—you’re right, that was a weird suggestion.”
“No!” Both of his hands caught yours. You could feel how calloused they were.
“I was just surprised. I thought you were uncomfortable around me, or hated me.” While it wasn’t a lie that you were uncomfortable, with the short time you spent with him, he seemed like just a harmless Robin Hood-type figure who’d never been on top of a high-rise building before.
“I mean, you’re not wrong,” you admitted. “But I don’t think my conscience could handle you sleeping on cold marble. It has a higher thermal conductivity than concrete.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, whatever.” You bashfully shrugged, grabbing his sleeve and pulling him toward your bedroom before you could change your mind.
After changing into your pajamas in your ensuite bathroom, you returned to find Jungkook already settled beneath the extra blanket you had forcefully pulled out from one of your unopened boxes.
A line of small cardboard boxes lay in the middle of your king-sized bed, making it physically impossible for either one of you to accidentally end up in each other's arms, not that you were planning for that to happen in the first place.
You slipped under the sheets, breathing deeply before closing your eyes. “Night, Jungkook.”
“Good night, (Y/N).”
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You woke up sometime in the middle of the night, your body overheated and your clothes slightly damp from sweat, a common occurrence for you whenever you slept with something on your mind that manifested into a nightmare.
The sun hadn’t risen yet, but the sky outside had already begun to brighten, the faint blue-orange glow of dawn creeping across the horizon.
You sighed, running a hand down your face to bring yourself back to reality.
You glanced over the boxes to see Jungkook dead asleep, face never once twitching and lips slightly parted. You hated to admit it, but he was attractive. Very attractive.
You quickly looked away, deciding that thinking about it any longer was unnecessary, and carefully slipped out of bed to head toward the bathroom, flipping on the faucet, praying it had fixed when you were sleeping.
And to your joy, it had. With a few spurts of water, a steady flow streamed from the tap.
You splashed the water on your face, bringing you a second wind as the cold washed away the heat.
After taking a proper shower, you changed into a fresh pair of pajamas, walking back to your bedroom to see that Jungkook hadn’t budged an inch.
You padded over to him, squatting down to look at his sleeping face, his ears now floppy and dangling slightly off the edge of the mattress.
You didn’t know why you were looking at him; maybe it was the surreality of the situation? Maybe you just needed to make sure what happened yesterday wasn’t a dream, and now you had a Primal sleeping next to you.
Jungkook’s nose twitched, your distinct scent seeping into his nose now that you had been mere inches away. His earlier excitement had overshadowed his Primal response to your Cardinal scent. You had basically been dangling an A5 wagyu steak in front of him the entire time. He was just too stupid to register that until now, when his body was operating at its absolute basic instincts.
Jungkook was known for being God’s strongest sleeper. Even if you blasted Brazil’s EAS right next to his ears, he’d just turn the other way and snuggle a little deeper into his blankets. It was physically impossible to stir him from sleep.
But your scent had woken him up in an instant, eyes fluttering open and hands reaching out to catch your arm.
“...(Y/N).” He suddenly sat up from the mattress, blankets falling off his body and into a pile around his thighs, making you stumble onto your butt in surprise.
There were so many things muddying his mind at the moment: your ovulation, your unclaimed scent, his lack of instinctual fear from your Regalis, you.
“Sorry, I was just checking up on you.” You quickly murmured, your voice tickling his ears.
He hadn’t realized his heartbeat was increasing, his breathing becoming more shallow by the second.
“...Can I mark you?”
You blinked at his words, trying to register what he just said. “Can you what?”
“I want to scent you, can I? Please?” Outside, morning slowly began to break through the darkness, casting soft blue and orange light across the room. The glow reflected in his eyes, making them appear almost like polished amber.
You didn’t know the significance of scenting. He explained that it was something Primals use to mark something as theirs. In your mind, it seemed comparable to a child putting their name on their belongings so nobody else would take them.
If it was to keep you safe from other Primals approaching you, then surely it wouldn’t be so bad. You had no intention of interacting with anyone else in Seoul anyway.
“...Ok.”
You agreed, but you didn’t know what the process entailed. Does he just have to hug you?
How naive you were when he tugged you onto the mattress, now pressed chest to chest with you sitting on his lap, his face burrowed into the crook of your neck.
He sucked in a breath before parting his lips, lapping up a section of your neck, making you wince and hold onto his shoulder a little tighter.
Your scent was so faint, it was something Jungkook had never smelled before. Of course, everyone had their own unique scent, but yours contained something so addicting it had him holding you tighter with each inhale.
You bit your lip, trying to contain your noises, but you couldn’t help but feel like he earned a mewl from you when his tongue was so soft and warm against your damp skin.
Was this what scenting was? Just…being intimate with your partner?
Jungkook’s dull canines grazed against your skin as he fought against the urge to bite down harder, to leave behind his unique mark his instincts were telling him you needed, knowing you wouldn’t appreciate it. Opting to suck light bruises into the delicate skin instead.
You closed your eyes to enjoy the sensation of his touch, having never experienced the affection of a Primals. It was way different from when your ex loved you, where every action behind his love wanted something in exchange.
For Jungkook, everything he gave you was the result of his instincts. You were a Cardinal who didn’t elicit the fear his kind had been born to feel. His natural responses were at odds with each other on how he should be acting around you, and it drove him insane.
“Jungkook…” You whispered his name near his ear, your breath brushing against the sensitive fur. The soft sound was enough to make his ears immediately twitch and rise in response, every strand of fur bristling as your sultry voice carried through him.
“Mmn…My—” Jungkook bit down on his tongue before the next word could escape, his brows knitting together as he forced himself to pull back from the mistaken line of thought.
He wanted to call you his Cardinal.
Actually, mistaken wasn’t the right word. He was scared to admit he wanted to submit to you, even if your Regalis was faint. You made him feel like he was able to be vulnerable around you, that you wouldn’t take advantage of his biology. Your heart had been so incredibly guarded and ever more so after the events of today, but you fed him and allowed him to stay with you simply because what? Because he pulled your heartstrings by telling you he was a stray?
You were so hopelessly kind, adorably naive.
Your heart was kind and trusting, but the world had always taken you for granted. Jungkook wanted to know more about you, wanted to be the one you confided in, the only one you’d be making these sorts of noises for.
All in the span of a couple of hours—crazy, huh?
But he held himself back for you, because you didn’t know any better. You practically knew nothing about his kind, and that’s why he’s going to teach you everything. His good girl. That was the least he could say.
If Jungkook could help it, he’d hold you in his lap forever, scent you to his heart's content, until everyone knew who you belonged to. He forced his lips to part from your supple skin, hooded eyes admiring the pretty patches of red and purple he left on your neck.
“You’re so pretty, (Y/N).” An innocent smile tugged at his lips as his hazy, scent-drunk eyes slowly blinked. “You smell like me now.”
You didn’t think this little hare could do any more damage to your heart, but those words completely pierced right through.
Story: Illegally imported into Korea to be studied. Escaped the lab to Seoul and is currently high priority for Primal control.
Name: Kim Seokjin
Species: Phodopus sungorus | Winter White Russian dwarf hamster
Residence: Song Residence (Former)
Occupation: N/A
Story: Abandoned by his Cardinal after finding out his second gender was Alpha. Went to Seoul to find his people, only to be ostracized for being a freakishly big hamster.
Name: Min Yoongi
Species: Panthera pardus | Panther
Residence: Inner Seoul | Studio apartment (Former)
Occupation: Producer
Story: One of the few Primals that resided in Seoul before it was overthrown. Worked as a producer until his business partner screwed him over with a false deal, costing him everything.
Name: Jung Hoseok
Species: Tamias striatus | Chipmunk
Residence: Kim residence (Former) HOTS dance crew (Present)
Occupation: N/A
Story: Abandoned by his Cardinal for a golden retriever Primal. Went to Seoul to find companionship. He's now the leader of a small group of dance nomads.
Name: Park Jimin
Species: Bungarus caeruleus | Common Krait
Residence: Outskirts of Seoul | Studio apartment
Occupation: Cardinal black market dealer
Story: Sold his venom to help his sick mother, after her passing he continued with the line of work to support himself. In close relations with bad Cardinals who don't know his true identity.
Name: Kim Taehyung
Species: Panthera tigris | Tiger
Residence: N/A
Occupation: N/A
Story: A stray since the very start. Found his way to Seoul. He can never stay in one place.
Name: Jeon Jungkook
Species: Lepus saxatilis | Hare
Residence: Everywhere
Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Story: Owns a large territory in Seoul, not in the way you'd expect but rather everyone let's him stay with them because he gets along with everyone. He gets paid to drive out Cardinals from Seoul.
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December 2016 – Mnet Asian Music Awards (MAMA) / Hong Kong
End of 2016... The period when BTS was tearing up the stage with their "Wings" album, everything was growing at a crazy speed, and the stages were burning hot, while the backstages were just as cold, dark, and full of intrigue.
For 19-year-old Jeon Jungkook, the world was pretty simple. He had two major passions in life: the stage and Kim Areum.
To him, Areum wasn't just a childhood friend, a confidante from their trainee days, or a talented colleague sharing the same group.
In the childish, selfish, and possessive math inside Jungkook's mind, Areum was the only thing that "naturally belonged to him".
Areum’s ambition in the studio, playing console games together, sitting in the practice room at three in the morning and dreaming... Jungkook took it so much for granted that he was the only unwavering man in Areum’s life that the thought of any other possibility couldn't even fit into his head. Areum was by his side, she was always there, and she would always belong to him.
At least, until that backstage hallway in Hong Kong, Jungkook believed this with all his heart.
That night, the MAMA backstage was absolute chaos. Leather jackets, the smell of hairspray, managers rushing around, and the constantly echoing sounds of choreography rehearsals...
BTS was getting their final touches done in the dressing room before their big performance. Jungkook, feeling suffocated by the heavy, embroidered velvet jacket he was wearing, stepped out into the hallway to catch his breath. As he walked toward the corner with the vending machine, he saw Areum.
Jungkook was just about to take a step toward her and tease her in his usual childish, familiar way when... he stopped.
Standing in front of Areum was one of the most popular and charismatic male idols of that era.
Jungkook stayed in the shadows and began to watch them with narrowed eyes.
He had a direct, daring, and flirtatious smile on his face that no one had ever dared to use with Areum before. Jungkook’s jaw clenched instantly. He started tightening his fists inside his velvet jacket pockets. A huge wave of unexplainable rage surged inside him, choking his throat. That man couldn't stand that close to Areum. He couldn't look at Areum like that. And then... That moment happened. The male idol pulled a small, folded piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to Areum. The words coming out of his lips couldn't be heard down the hallway, but Jungkook knew very well what it was: a phone number...
Jungkook held his breath. His heart started pounding as if it were going to tear through his chest. A voice inside him was screaming, "Areum won't take that paper, she'll reject him because she's with me."
Jungkook expected Areum to coldly turn the guy down. But Areum smiled gracefully. She didn't reject the paper; she gently took it, held it in her hand, thanked the guy briefly, and started walking toward her own dressing room.
Jungkook froze right where he stood. It felt as if the world had shifted off its axis for a few seconds. Areum had taken the paper. In that moment, the childish castle 19-year-old Jeon Jungkook had built in his mind crumbled to the ground. That innocent, arrogant thought that had considered Areum "already his" until that day was confronted with a stone-cold reality:
Kim Areum did not belong to him.
Areum was an independent woman. She was a captivating woman who other men desired, chased after, asked for her number, and smiled at. If Jungkook didn't take a step, Areum would put one of those papers in her pocket one day and walk into someone else's life. Jungkook leaned his back against the cold backstage wall. His chest was heaving up and down. In his ears, it wasn't the noise of the stages or the fans, but only the thumping sound of his own heart. He closed his eyes and made the most honest, terrifying confession of his 19-year life to himself:
"I don't look at her like just a 'friend.' I never have."
When the ceremony was over, BTS returned to the dorms. Around three in the morning, Jungkook was standing in front of Areum's room door in the dorm hallway. He had taken off his stage outfit and pulled the hood of his black hoodie over his head. His hands were trembling.
He knocked on the door. When Areum opened it, she had taken off her heavy dress and was standing in front of him with a loose gray t-shirt and messy hair. She had that familiar, gentle smile on her face.
"Koo? What happened at this hour? Did you guys finish celebrating the MAMA victory?"
Jungkook didn't answer. He just looked into Areum's eyes. In his eyes was a darkness, a hunger, and a desperate passion that Areum had never seen before. Jungkook took a step inside. Areum reflexively had to take a step back. Jungkook closed the door behind him and leaned his back against it. Areum slightly knitted her brows,
"Jungkook... Are you okay? What's with this attitude?"
"Where is that paper?"
"What paper?"
"In the hallway... The number that guy gave you. Where is it, Areum?"
Areum paused for a moment. That was when she realized Jungkook had been watching her. She tried to put on her cold, distant expression.
"Jungkook, that's none of your business. Industry etiquette—"
"It IS my business!"
Areum flinched at Jungkook's sudden outburst. Jungkook stood right in front of her. There was almost no distance left between them. That shy 19-year-old boy was gone.
"It is my business, Areum... Because I realized something tonight."
She swallowed hard, "What?"
"I can't stand seeing you with someone else. I can't even stand the thought of losing you to someone else. I... I don't want to be your childhood friend anymore."
Areum's breath caught in her throat. Jungkook reached out and slowly grabbed Areum's wrist, with a gentleness that wouldn't hurt her.
"I thought you were mine, Areum. I was stupid enough to think that. But tonight I realized... You aren't mine. And now I know very well what I have to risk to win you over."
That foundation laid in the MAMA backstage that night was the end of an innocent friendship between two kids, and the true beginning of a massive, passionate, and dangerous love that would stretch all the way to 2026.
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AN/ Hey! What you think? And I'll make a taglist. Let me know if you'd like to be added.
Hey, I haven't been able to write for a while. But after my last chapter, "You must have lost your mind," I decided that we need to take a look at Areum and Jungkook's past. I'm going to share a fic where I wrote a few important milestones. Let me know if you'd like to be added to the taglist! ♡
⟡ Warning/Tags: Explicit smut (eventually), fem reader, they're all alphas, polygamy, ruts (duh), lore-accurate rut behaviour and mating???, lots of scenting, hybrids are oppressed, violence
⟡ Summary: In a world dominated by Cardinals, Seoul was the one place your mother sent you, of all places. The city where Cardinals like you were hated. Having been born with a silver spoon in your mouth, you always strived to help people with your wealth, working a humble at-home job that didn’t require you to step out the majority of the time. How are you going to survive in a city that wants you gone?
MOODBOARDS | TAGLIST
Chapter 1 - Get out of my hare
Chapter 2 - Bear with mew
yes the chapter names are going to just be puns
Brainstorming stuff (THESE INCLUDE SPOILERS)
Yn wanted to adopt alphas, but that’s legally not allowed. One by one, she picks up a bunch of street-roaming solitary alphas
Hare - Jungkook
Eats bark, leaves, occasionally meat. A complete 180 from rabbits whereas they are extremely social creatures, hares are solitary. He doesn't beg for attention much. But when he DOES!
He had a large territory on the streets before you took him in, so he has trouble settling into a singular room in your home, opting to sleep in the other alphas' or your bed whenever he can.
Yoongi and Tae groom Jungkook as an act of dominance, but he likes to be groomed bc its an act of submission
Hamster - Jin
Hoards the treats you give him. Loves the occasional dry chicken cube treats.
Will nibble on your fingers to make you think he's unhappy, but he's just joking around.
Since he’s nocturnal, he spends most of his time snoozing next to you when you’re working. (Eldest privileges)
Likes to sleep with his entire body completely buried under the sheets.
Polar Bear - Namjoon
Illegally imported into Seoul and escaped captivity. Had to hide the fact that he was a hybrid so he wouldn't be captured again.
Able to be patient for a long period of time, always waiting for you to come home. Sways his head side to side when he wants to play.
You had his room specially modified so he's able to live comfortably in his native climate.
Snake - Jimin
Having no one to inject his venom into, his fangs become super sensitive and sore, so he often has to bite into shot glasses covered by saran wrap. It's incredibly unsatisfying, and his instincts are always screaming that it's wrong.
His venom doesn't kill, but it paralyzes, often giving the injected a sense of euphoria so great it ceases their motor functions (This venom is highly sought after in the black market!)
Often flicks his forked tongue to taste the air, whether it be for hunting or finding mates.
Fraternizes with Cardinals and deals venom with them. Has to hide the fact he wants to run away at every given moment in the presence of their Regalis
Tiger - Tae
Will tell you he hates playing around, but when you or the other Alphas rouse his instincts by acting like prey backing away, he can't help but pounce and gnaw at your jugulars.
Will sometimes open his mouth and bare his teeth, but that's just him trying to taste the air for scents.
Always purring deeply next to your ears when cuddling, it's healing.
Panther - Yoongi
Has a bad habit of scratching territorial marks into your walls. You have to remind him 30298282920 times not to do that 😭
As opposed to Tae, he's much better at pretending he doesn't give a fuck about giving in to his instincts. Oh! An injured prey? It's alright; he's already figured out 20 ways to kill them, he doesn't need to act on it. It's too troublesome
Licks you with his sandpaper tongue to groom you, but you have to remind him not to go overboard and lick your skin off your body.
Chipmunk - Hoseok
Hoards the treats you give him in a little box so he can enjoy them all with you later.
Often competing with Jin to see who has a better hoard, they both present them to you as a sign they want to court you.
Since he's only half chipmunk, he doesn't need to fully go into hibernation when winter comes, but he becomes incredibly lethargic and airy. So please take care of his little heart.
General world building
Humans and hybrids are separated by class: Cardinals and Primals.
Primals have co-existed alongside Cardinals since the very beginning. They’re an evolutionary branch of homosapiens called homobestia who didn’t lose their animalistic features during evolution.
Cardinals are, in a nutshell, the Apex predator. They all possess the gift of dominion, to conquer. A presence that instinctively makes a Primal want to submit to them.
Obviously, that pushed a lot of political narratives to where we are today
Primals are legally classified as sub-human and are treated as such in society, either as pets or even below homeless Cardinals.
Seoul is the one city that Primals have made their own, rising into power and driving the Cardinals out.
It's illegal to keep more than one Alpha in a home; it causes unnecessary complications and is just generally a bad idea.
Wandering Primals disguise themselves as Cardinals, some making the irreversible decision to cut off their animalistic features. This doesn't remove the nature that comes with them, though.
Cardinals who are exposed as Primals are subsequently put down.
About the boys
Since the 7 boys are all solitary alphas, it's incredibly hard for their instincts to fully settle down around one another. (like who tf is this predator/prey on MY turf cozying up with MY mate)
Jungkook, Jin, Tae, and Yoongi are nocturnal
Jimin, Namjoon, and Hoseok are diurnal
Since Yn has an at-home daytime job, the nighttime Primals are always trying to force themselves through the day just so they could spend time with her.
Oh boy, how to find a compromise that makes everyone happy…
I think it'd be funny to write a scene where yn is ovulating and it just puts everyone on edge but you have a period tracker app and ur just like "oh damn im ovulating....btw can yall smell that?"
It might trigger them into a rut. Ur literally announcing to the world 'IM FERTILE AND BREEDABLE RN'
I can’t believe I have to do actual research on animals and how they behave during mating season so its lore accurate
Mating/rut behaviours (All of them perform scent marking)
Jungkook
Hare ruts are scary (They call it the mad march madness???) It causes him to become extremely aggressive and want to fight everything in the vicinity. Others have to hold him back from chasing YN around the house.
Showing off a lot more than usual, in strength and stamina
Females are usually the ones initiating contact to ensue a chase, so perhaps a scene where YN unintentionally approaches him…
Creates a nest in his bed during pre-rut ("Kook what are you doing?" "You don't get it, (Y/N) my instincts are telling me this has to be perfect for you" "?")
Jin
are u so fr hamsters are FREAKS
I think you’d like to indulge in a little chase before getting captured by him, scenting you by biting into your neck while making little noises.
Apparently the female will attack the male if he doesn’t immediately gtfo and raises her children all on her own im dead what an icon
Namjoon
His heightened need to find a mate suppresses his hunger.
They endure long, harsh treks through the ice to find a mate….perhaps that's how he meets you?
No thoughts, head empty just mate…find mate…i can smell her…find mate…..
Jimin
He can taste you in the air, literally
Rubs his chin all over you to scent you
Prefers to have you lying on his chest when he fucks you from beneath
Dare I say, 2 penits
Unique litter name: clutch
Taehyung
Always making some sort of noise in the house to get your attention
Adopts Yoongi’s bad habit and digs claw marks all around your room
Rubs his cheek to yours (more often than usual)
Exhibits high levels of tolerance and restraint, allowing you to take the lead
Yoongi
Turns his room upside down to make a makeshift nest for you (The nest is basically screaming at you to ‘COME INCOME IN COME IN COME CIN’)
He needs you to stay in the nest for a few days before mating, so your scent can properly be bonded with him.
Rmb jungkook talking about 7 days a week? Make that 7 times an hour
Bites into your neck because his instincts tell him it’ll trigger your ovulation
Hoseok
The same behaviour as Jungkook, where he tries not to chase you around the house.
Flattens his ears and puffs up his tail when the other alphas are around you
Tries to scare them off with chirps and trills but compared to the predators, he's just a little rodent
Honestly there’s not a lot of difference with hare, hamster, and chipmunk behaviours, if anything it’s the same
Also just found out mid research that theres a species of mice that literally fuck until they die
