Lilac Eyes | JHS | One Shot pt. 2

Pair: Owner!Hoseok x CatHybrid!Reader

Summary: Now that your bond with Namjoon is growing, Hoseok has to share you, his kitten, his baby. Some could say he brought it on himself for leaving you to go on a work trip, or maybe it was fated to happen either way. But, at the end of the day, you still belong to Hoseok and his feelings for you are getting much too strong for him to hide them. Could a camping trip to the mountains with his family bring you together again, or could it be what separates you for good?

Genre: One shot, fluff, angst, smut, non idol au, hybrid au.

Warnings: This is part two! You should read part 1 first! It’s Namjoon’s part and you can find it in this membership. A liiiiiittle angst and prejudice against hybrids, mostly smut. Dom!Hobi *dies*. PWP hybrid sex?

WC: 9k

“Joonie! It tickles!”

You were laughing under him as he dragged his nose on your neck.

“Am I not doing it right?” Namjoon chuckled against your skin, holding your wrists to your chest so you couldn’t push him away. “That’s how you do it!”

“No it’s not!” you squealed with more laughs. “You’re so silly!”

Namjoon had never been as happy as he was for the past three months. He was fully bonded with you, which meant you were coming to stay at his penthouse apartment a few days every week. As much as it had taken a strain on his relationship with his best friend, both men had learned to share you.

Occasional fights still broke out between them, especially when both missed you so much, but, at the end of the day, you were really happy. Which was what mattered the most to the both of them.

You were laying on his plush leather couch, legs around his hips, as he tried to scent you like you had done to him so many times before. Of course he only did it to be closer to you and to make you laugh, knowing his time with you this morning was limited.

As the laughs died down, and you stared at him with those pretty eyes, slow blinking, tail whooshing every now and then, fluffy ears pinned to your head, Namjoon felt full of love and affection.

“How long will it take for you to kiss me?” you gave him that pretty mischievous smile that was etched to his brain.

“Hmmm, not long.”

He was smiling as he let go of your hands, letting you hug his neck, his face leaning into yours to press his lips on yours. You parted them to allow his tongue to find yours, pointy nails scratching at his scalp. Namjoon bit your bottom lip as your hips raised to meet his.

“Kitten–”

Namjoon was interrupted by the intercom ringing and it was enough for you to slip from under him to run and pick up the call. He sat back against his couch, heart already clenching with the thought of you having to go away.

“Hoseokie!” he heard you chirping happily from the kitchen. “Yeah! I’ll be right down!”

The man groaned at how happy you seemed to be about going home. But he knew it would be selfish to want you to stay more, when Namjoon had his time with you for the past four days. And it’s not like you were happy to leave him; you were always telling Namjoon how you didn’t understand why he and Hoseok didn’t just move in together, so you’d all live in a big happy house.

To your innocent mind, that made perfect sense.

“Is it your oppa?” Namjoon asked as if he didn’t know the answer. “He’s a bit early.”

“He said he has a surprise for me!”

Of course he did. You were their spoiled little cat, who loved presents and who loved surprises; so Hoseok would use it to lure you to him faster. God knows Namjoon had done it plenty of times before.

“Let’s go, Joonie!”

Downstairs, parked in front of Namjoon’s opulent building, Hoseok waited for you.

His kitten.

After calling on the intercom, Hoseok walked back to his car, waiting for you while leaning against the passenger’s door. He hadn’t seen you in four days, which was something he forced himself to get used to. It wasn’t working all that well yet, but he still did it for you.

Hoseok remembered clearly how proud you were to show him your new bond mark, how you innocently thought he’d be happy. He didn’t blame you, Hoseok knew it was something that could happen and it was out of your control. So he didn’t hold it against you.

Namjoon was a whole different story. Both men were learning to share you between the two; they were civil to each other, for your sake. But Hoseok still felt betrayed by his best friend, stabbed in the back in a way.

“Hoseokieeeeee!”

Hoseok’s Whole face split into a big smile as he saw you running out the doors and towards him.

“Kitten, don’t run!” Namjoon warned you and you started walking slower.

Namjoon had a point, since you could fall and hurt yourself, but Hoseok hated how the younger man thought he had any authority when you didn’t belong to him. Not by the eyes of the law. Hoseok was responsible for you, not Namjoon.

“Hi, pretty baby.” Hoseok opened his arms for you to cuddle into him. “How are you? Did you have a good time?”

“Yes I did!” you spoke against his neck as you scented him, arms wrapping tightly around his torso. “Missed you so much, though.”

“Kitten, your bag.” Namjoon was calling you, but Hoseok held you in place.

“Put it in the trunk, Namjoonah.”

With the press of a button, Hoseok opened the booth of his car so the other man could put your weekender bag inside. The nickname felt foreign to both men now, but they still played into the fake normalcy so you wouldn’t be affected.

Namjoon saw a pink suitcase and a black one already inside the trunk, which gave him an uneasy feeling. Hoseok wouldn’t run away with you, right? He’d talk to him if you were going on a trip somewhere, hopefully. In reality, Hoseok didn’t have to tell him anything, which greatly bothered the writer.

“Going somewhere?” Namjoon asked, hating to see the way you dreamily stared up at Hoseok.

“Just for a couple of days.”

“Oh?” your ears twitched at the news.

Hoseok looked at you like he was in love. “It’s your surprise, kitten. We’re going somewhere pretty.”

“Yay! Let’s go, let’s go!”

Hoseok smiled lovingly at you, pulling your face to leave a sweet kiss on your lips.

“Go say goodbye to Joonah and we can go.”

You nodded and skipped to Namjoon, getting up on the tip of your toes to kiss him goodbye. Hoseok avoided looking at the scene, he just had to take it for a while longer and then he’d have you all to himself.

When you were back to his side, Hoseok opened the car door for you to sit, waited until you had your seatbelt on, and then crossed the vehicle to sit behind the wheel; not sparing Namjoon a second look.

You turned the radio on, choosing a station you liked, as you got comfortable against the warm seat. It was the beginning of autumn, so the weather was a weird mix of hot during the day, but cold in the mornings and evenings.

“Where are we going, oppa?”

“We’re gonna go camping. In style.” his shoulders lost all of the tension because now you were with him and only him. “You remember my sister?”

“Unnie Jiwoo? Yeh.”

“She’s having a get-together at this Autocamp-hotel, instead of an engagement party. It’s very pretty, in the mountains, you’re gonna love it.”

You loved the mountains, and you loved camping. Last time you did anything like that it had been with Jiminie and his bear hybrid Taehyungie. So you wanted to get excited about this. But if Hoseok’s sister was having a ‘get-together’ to celebrate her future wedding, it meant that more family members would be there. And while Jiwoo-ssi was warm and kind to you, not everyone in their families thought well of hybrids.

“Aren’t you excited, kitten?” Hoseok took your hand and laced your fingers together, giving it a squeeze so you’d answer him.

“I am! But… Does your sister know you’re bringing me?”

“Of course, baby, she’s the one who invited you.”

You may not be his official partner, his girlfriend, but you were too important for him to leave behind. So Jiwoo knew that if you weren’t invited, he wouldn’t go. And his sister did like you very much, so having you there wouldn’t be a problem.

“She asked me what kinds of snacks you like.” he continued, once you didn’t look so convinced. “I told her all your favorite foods, what you can eat and can’t. She said she’d put us in a pretty camper too.”

“I’m staying in your room?”

Through the rearview mirror Hoseok could see your ears turning as he drove.

“Where else would you stay, silly cat?”

“I heard hotels have a different place for hybrids sometimes.” you shrugged, hand squeezing his.

Hoseok knew that. Had heard the news lately, of how instead of moving forward, the society was taking a few steps back. Changes were being made so there was a separation between hybrid and human establishments, when those two should be merged. Hotels were opening up ‘special wings’ for the owners to drop their hybrids, as if they were pets.

It was awful, and the mere thought of doing that to you made him feel sick.

“Don’t worry, you’re staying with me.” he assured you. “And you can do anything you want, okay? There’s no need to be shy. There will be other hybrids there too, but I’ll always be by your side.”

-

Hoseok had seen the pictures of the place his noona had rented out for their family to stay in for the weekend, but it didn’t do it justice. There was so much green, right in between mountains, and with autumn just starting, all of the trees had beautiful colors. But the prettiest thing about it all was the look on your face as you took it all in.

Because of his busy schedule as the owner of his own dance studio, Hoseok didn’t have a lot of time to take you out to places like this, so far away from Seoul. However, seeing your amazed eyes as you looked around, made him want to change that.

Both of his hands were busy pulling your suitcases through the gravel path that led to the lobby of the Autocamp, but your hands were already clinging to his sleeves. Hoseok could see his sister standing at the entrance, talking to a distant cousin and welcoming her guests.

“There you two are!” Jiwoo squeaked as you approached her, waving and sending you both a smile that always reminded you of her brother. “Yn, it’s good to see you again! Did my brother drive carefully?”

Hoseok watched you nod as you accepted her hug, but your tail was hidden under your sweater and your ears were pressed flat to your head.

“Congratulations on the engagement, unnie.” you said politely. “Can I see your ring?”

“Ugh, I love a good excuse to show it.” Jiwoo extended her hand for you to take a closer look at the big rock on her ring finger.

You were swooning, and Hoseok noticed that. He couldn’t help but picture a similar one on your hand, but he’d make it less obnoxious, more delicate like you, and a little more pink in shade.

After he hugged his sister, asked about her husband to be –who was showing his mother and father around–, Jiwoo gave him the key to the room he’d share with you and showed you the way to follow so you could find it.

Hoseok led the way, carrying both suitcases in order to not damage the wheels on the forest floor, and you followed him just as closely.

“Are we staying inside one of these funny cars?” you asked as you skipped a couple branches on the floor.

The man laughed as he stopped in front of the one with a number that matched your key.

“These are called Airstreams.” he explained. “They were cars, but the inside was turned into a little house.

“Oh, I see. You’re so smart, Hoseokie.”

The Autocamp hotel used Airstreams instead of buildings and rooms, which did make it a camping experience, but the amenities were a lot better than a tent on the floor. The cars were spaced out, which meant you had some space between the neighbors and one didn’t face the other, giving it some idea of privacy.

Hoseok unlocked the Airstream and let you in first, reminding you to take off your shoes by the door to make sure no mud went inside. You seemed to relax once it was just you and him in that small space; tail leaving the confines of your top and ears moving on the top of your head as you curiously studied where you’d be sleeping for the next couple of days.

He let you explore as he stored your luggage on its destined spot.

There was a bathroom inside the car, which made you happy. You might be half cat, but peeing on the sand wasn’t for you. You also found a mini kitchen, with a little basket full of yours and Hoseok’s favorite snacks, a mini fridge, a small love-seat couch, and at the furthest end of the Airstream, there was a big bed.

You were happy enough to be able to share a room with your owner, now you were ecstatic to find out you could share his bed. Sitting on the mattress, you scratched your neck, right under your collar.

Hoseok noticed your discomfort, of course. You weren’t used to wearing your collar so many hours in a row. You were wearing your favorite one, white with a purple stone. It was the prettiest, but not the most comfortable one.

“Do you want to take it off for a bit, kitten?” he sat by your side on the bed.

“No, it’s okay!”

By your wide eyes, Hoseok guessed you were scared he would go out to explore and leave you locked up, because you weren’t wearing your collar.

“Are you sure? I’m thinking of chilling here for a while anyway.” he told you as his fingers lightly traced up and down your spine. “I packed another collar too, we can put that one on when we go outside.”

“The soft purple one?”

“Mhm.”

“Kay.”

“Okay, baby.” he was smiling as you turned your back to him and held your hair up so he could take your collar from your neck. It was a little red, but no rash. “Does it hurt, baby?”

“It hurts an awful lot. I could use some kisses.”

Hoseok could see you holding a giggle. As if you needed excuses to get kisses from him. He pulled you back so you stayed closer to him as he peppered kisses all over your neck. Your skin was a little hot where the collar had been sitting all day and he cursed himself for not having you wear the softer one earlier.

He might not be a hybrid, so he wasn’t able to taste or feel the difference, but he knew where your scent glands were supposed to be on your skin, so left open mouthed kisses to it, licking slowly and feeling as your body leaned back onto his. You loved when he did that.

“Are there really gonna be other hybrids here?”

“Think so.” he said with his hands on your ribs, face still on your neck. “You know some of them. Like that bunny one? Jeon-something?”

“Hmm.”

“Why? Do you not want to see them?”

“I do, it’s okay. I’ll just have to make sure you smell of me.”

“Yeah?”

You nodded your head. “Need to let them know you belong to me.”

Hoseok wanted to laugh at your possessiveness. He found it endearing, of course, everything you did was adorable to him. By the certificate sitting in his safe at home, you were the one belonging to him. But he did belong to you just as much, if not more.

“You want to scent me, then?”

“Yeh.”

“Okay, baby.”

He pulled away from you to lay against the pillows in the middle of the bed, knowing you loved to relax against him as you covered him in your scent. It would be imperceptible for humans, of course, but any hybrid that got close to him would know he already had a hybrid of his own. That is, if the bond mark on his neck wasn’t enough proof.

Not that he thought any stray hybrids would be walking along those woods, but he’d still go with it for your sake.

“Is this good?”

“It’s perfect.”

You chirped happily, letting out little happy noises as you crawled on the bed towards him. Laying on top of his body, one leg on each side of him, you started kissing and licking at his collarbones. His hands were on your sides in an instant, sliding under your shirt to caress the skin of your back.

You were purring as your lips ghosted his skin, leaving kisses and rubbing your head in strategic places. This was your owner, your Hoseokie, and everyone should know it! You really wished humans could realize it too. Unfortunately for you, Hoseok attracted a lot of attention; especially from female humans. Just because he was attractive as hell, kind, polite, and super funny.

But he was yours.

“Yes I am, baby.” he said, when you didn’t even realize you uttered the last words.

“Good.” you nosed at his throat, hips pressing down against his. “I have claws and I’m not afraid to use them.”

It wasn’t uncommon for the heavy scenting sessions to turn into something more. And Hoseok fucking missed you. He hadn’t had you like that in a little while; so busy with work when you were home and then you had your days at Namjoon’s place. He really hated to be home missing you, wanting you, and picturing you in bed with another man.

With his best friend.

“You taste sour.” your nose scrunched as you sat over his legs, looking at him with a little pout. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, kitten.” he sent away the bitter thoughts and sat up too, a hand resting on the back of your neck. “Can I have a kiss, baby?”

You nodded with a shy little smile, both hands resting on each side of his neck. You leaned in with lips already parted, knowing Hoseok liked when the kisses got sloppy. His tongue pushed and flicked yours, he explored your mouth as if to make sure he still knew every part of it. Your hips were slightly rocking over his as his hands squeezed your hips to press you into him harder.

“Hoseo–”

Knock knock.

The man groaned into your mouth, but out of frustration from being interrupted. Rationally he knew this wasn’t the time to start anything, but you felt so good against him.

Hoseok flipped you on the bed so he could move off the bed and walk the small steps to the door. Spying on the little window next to the door, he could see just who it was. He sent you a look and you knew to sit pretty, like a little lady.

“Hi, eomma.” he greeted his mother as soon as he opened the door and the woman pushed her way in inside the Airstream.

“My son! I can’t believe your sister needs to be getting married for you to come see your old eomma!”

“I saw you just last month, eomma.”

“Yes, for like a day! I need more!”

You were watching their interactions, the way Mrs. Jung hugged Hoseok. It was sweet, but you still pouted because now her fruit-salad-like perfume would be masking yours.

“Eomma, you remember Yn.” Hoseok called the woman’s attention to you.

Standing on your feet, but keeping your distance, you bowed with a small smile.

“Ah, yes. Your… Cat.”

“My kitten, yes.” he corrected, but Hoseok was too tired of the drive to argue with his mother.

“Well, I came to get you for lunch. Why don’t you put down her pellets and come join me?”

This right here was the reason the society wasn’t as advanced when it came to hybrid rights. Misinformation and thinly veiled prejudice. For a really long time, hybrids were fed by pellets. But there had been so many studies during the past years that showed the lack of nutrition and overall cruelty behind making that their source of nutrients that most owners, the good owners made sure to follow a good diet.

With real food.

“She’ll come eat with us.” his tone let her know there was no space for discussion. “Just let me grab her collar.”

Mrs. Jung left the Airstream cursing silently. Hoseok couldn’t hear it, but your ears picked up on every word she mumbled.

Hoseok went through his bag and picked up the small velvet box he kept the collar, and once it was snug against your throat, but much more comfortable than the previous one, he took your hand in his and you both left the room to meet with his mom on the outside.

He noticed how you tried falling behind them everytime, as you walked one of the many paths that led to the Autocamp’s amenities, but he’d pull you back every single time. Hoseok wanted you by his side, not walking behind him and his eomma.

Jiwoo had reserved the whole hotel, with their parents’ financial support no doubt, so the outdoor restaurant was completely decked out with balloons, cream colors and flowers of the season. The tables were covered in expensive linen and the buffet table was filled to the brim with delicious smelling food.

“You’re sitting with us at the main table, son.”

Eomma spoke before parting from him to greet other guests she hadn’t seen yet. Her tone let him know that you weren’t supposed to join them. But if Hoseok had anything to do about it, you would.

Walking up to the big rectangular table, the one that faced all the others, he met his sister’s eyes. Noticing how she slumped as she looked at you by his side, then at the seats on the table.

“I’m really sorry, Hobi.” she told him once you were near. “You know I love her, and Yn is more than welcome to be anywhere she wants. But the table… Mother insisted on sitting charts, she wanted the bridal party at the main one. I’m sorry.”

“We can just get another chair–”

Hoseok stopped talking when you gave his hand a little pull. He looked at you, hating the way you had hidden your tail again, how your ears tried to hide under your hair. But he especially hated how your eyes looked so sad and worried.

“It’s okay, oppa.” you told him with a small nod. “I can sit somewhere else, you need to be with your family.”

You were his family, he wanted to say. But insisting on that would only give him problems with his mother and he lacked the patience. This weekend should be his moment to relax with you, enjoy nature and take advantage of your time together. Unfortunately it would have to wait.

“Thank you, Ynie.” Jiwoo smiled softly as she scratched behind your ear, making you smile back. “I put you on table seven, yeah? There will be other hybrids there, so you’ll be more comfortable.”

“That’s okay, unnie.”

Hoseok walked you to the table in question, where you could already see some familiar faces from other Jung family gatherings. Like a hamster hybrid named Sora, and a bunny hybrid named Jeonhyuk. You sat between them as Hoseok promised to bring you some food.

You assured him you were fine, but slumped on your chair as soon as his back was turned to you. You understood his family, of course, not everyone wants a hybrid at the main table of an event like this. At least those that looked at you as only that, not as your own person.

The scent from that table was bitter, letting you know all the other hybrids sitting with you were as upset about being away from their owners as you were. None of them had food near them, since they couldn’t just walk up to the buffet table and serve themselves a plate. You had to wait for your owners to serve you.

You really hated that. Especially when you noticed how the bunny hybrid’s leg was bouncing under the table; a clear sign of stress. The hunger scent coming off of him was strong, so much so you were about to get up and ask Hoseok to bring him something too.

But you searched for him in the open space of the restaurant, your own smell turned sour.

Of course she’d be here. Yejin.

You had seen the woman a few times before, enough to grow your dislike of her. She was Jiwoo’s best friend, they had known each other since High School, and she had a more than obvious crush on your owner. Hoseok was too nice to notice, but you did.

From where you were sitting, you couldn’t hear what they were talking about; there were too many noises around for you to focus on it. But Yejin was touching his arm, throwing her head back as she laughed… Pushing her breasts together?

“Yo, chill out, you’re gonna make me sick!” Jeonhyuk complained at your side.

You realized you had been pushing out distress pheromones, which were meant to alert your partner, let him know you needed him. But Hoseok wasn’t a hybrid, so he couldn’t pick up on it. And he also wasn’t his partner, so there was nothing you could do.

After what felt like ages of you sitting there, Hoseok came back to your table and placed a plate full of food, much more than you could eat on your own, and some of them you didn’t even like at all.

“Eat well, yeah?” he left a kiss on the top of your head. “Share with your friends.”

You took a few things that you really liked and then pushed the plate to the center of the table so the others could eat too. The bunny hybrid attacked the carrots, and you would have laughed if your eyes weren’t glued to the way Hoseok and Yejin were sitting together at the stupid main table.

When his arm rested on the back of her chair, as he laughed heartily, you weren’t hungry anymore.

“Hey, where are you going? You can’t leave like that!” the hamster hybrid called for you.

Like hell you couldn’t.

-

Hoseok was worried. He couldn’t find you anywhere. And he had looked around the restaurant, the play area where the hybrids he had left you with were at, he checked the gardens and the tennis court.

His last try had to be your Airstream, when he hoped you remembered the room number even if you didn’t have the key for it.

But as he arrived at the camper van-like vehicle, he got really desperate, because he couldn't see you around. He even checked the windows, maybe you had turned into your cat form and jumped through, but everything was locked from the inside.

“Dammit, kitten, where are you?!”

Hoseok was cursing himself for leaving you alone at that damn table. He should have stayed with you, he should have insisted–

“Hoseokie?”

His head whipped around as he looked for you, then he looked up. You were spying on him from the roof of the Airstream. Relief washed over him.

“What are you doing up there, you silly cat?”

“Sunbathing.”

“Get down here, it must be so hot up there!”

Hoseok helped you slide down the side of the Airstream, checking you for any injuries you might have. When he was sure you were alright, just a little warm from laying directly under the sun, the man opened up the camper with his key and rushed you inside.

The air conditioning made sure it was a lot more comfortable than the outside, at least during the hours of the day when it was still hot out.

“Sit, kitten.”

You obeyed him, resting on the small couch, as he roamed the kitchen for a cold water bottle and a cereal bar you might like. Before coming here to look for you, the small hamster hybrid had told him you didn’t eat properly from the place he made you.

“I didn’t like the way you took off without telling me.” he said as he sat down next to you. “We’re in a new place, you could have gotten lost.”

“I’m sorry, oppa.” you looked down at your hands holding the water bottle.

“Don’t do it again, okay?”

You were nodding when he gave you the cereal bar. Hoseok stayed next to you as you ate and drank from the bottle, feeling much better simply by his presence and his scent, and his warmth.

But your peace was short lived when there was a knock at the door. And by the new smell in the air, you knew exactly who it was.

Hoseok got up to open the door, and you couldn’t see Yejin, but you heard her annoyingly shrill voice.

“Hi, Hobi-ah! I’m about to hit that trail I was talking about, so I was wondering if you’d like to come with me.”

“Oh… Yeah. Thanks, but I was just planning on hanging out with my kitten for a while.”

It made you a little warm inside to hear him call you ‘my kitten’ and you hoped Yejin understood how he meant it.

“I heard they have a great day care for hybrids here! I mean, I guess they are more for younger ones, but I’m sure she could distract herself on her own for an hour or two?”

“I appreciate the invitation, Yejin-ssi, and I know you mean well. But while my kitten is more than capable of looking after herself, I still rather stay with her right now, okay?”

“Uh, sure, yeah, I just–”

Hoseok was bowing politely and closing the door when the woman didn’t have anything else to say. Yejin had already stuck to him this morning, he didn’t need to spend more time with her in the afternoon. He was about to tell you that, but when he turned to you again, the couch was empty.

He walked to the bedroom, finding you laying on your side, in the middle of the bed. Your tail was curled up on yourself as you stared into the wall. Without needing an invitation, Hoseok laid behind you, an arm around your waist to pull you closer to him, as his face nuzzled into your neck.

“Why didn’t you go with her?” you grumbled begrudgingly. “You like nature walks and shit.”

“Yeah, but I like you more. And what kind of language is that?”

“Sorry, daddy.”

Hoseok’s blood left his upper body and rushed straight to his dick. It wasn’t always that you called him that; only when you were in a certain mood. One he could definitely work with.

He was chuckling lowly in your neck, teeth nipping at the skin. “Daddy, huh?” his hips pushed into yours, and your ass rolled against him as your tail wrapped around his thigh. “My kitten wants to play?”

“Yeah.”

You were stretching the laziness out of your bones, ass pressing harder onto his growing and hardening cock, tail squeezing his leg to make sure he wouldn’t go anywhere. Hoseok’s tongue was lapping over where your scent gland was, and his hand slipped under your shirt to grab at a breast.

No bra. He loved when you went without it.

“Do you think you deserve to play, baby?” he asked with a teasing roll to your nipple. “Walking out without telling me, not letting me know where you’re going, saying bad words?”

“I–”

Your words were cut short by a harder press of his hips into your ass.

“Kitty got your tongue?” his hand started moving down your body to cup your heat over your shorts.
“Fuck, daddy–”

The man tskd, removing his hand from you.

“Another bad word, huh?”

Your small hands covered your face and you groaned, hips moving in sync with his.

“What–what if y–ou…” you were stuttering and Hoseok thought it was the most adorable thing when you got nervous like that. “Punish m–me?”

“That would work, wouldn’t it, baby?”

His hands were undoing the button of your shorts as you were nodding and your tail started swishing. Hoseok wanted to laugh at your excitement as he pushed your shorts down your legs; your underwear went next.

He gave your back a little push, for you lay on your stomach, and your pretty face turned to look at him. Your eyes were glowing lilac with want, that’s when Hoseok knew you were losing yourself to your animal instincts. Your hips rose from the mattress as you got on your knees, presenting yourself to him.

“Good girl.”

Hoseok’s hand rubbed up and down your thigh, cupping an ass cheek harshly. When the warmth left, you closed your eyes, knowing what was coming. His palm landed on your ass with a loud smack that had you moaning. One of the many things you liked about Hoseok’s ‘daddy’ persona was how he didn’t go easy on you.

Most days he treated you with tenderness and care, like you were his delicate flower. But when he was really fucking you, especially when you had been bad, he didn’t hold back. He knew you could take it.

Which is why you whined loudly when a second smack hit your other ass cheek, the impact making you slide up on the bed.

“Why aren’t you counting, kitten?”

“Sorry, daddy– two!”

“No, no… We have to start again now.”

Your skin already felt hot under his hand, but you liked the spankings as much as he liked spanking you. If not more.

Nasty little thing you were.

“One… Twooo–”

You counted with a shaky voice and trembling body. Hoseok spanked you six times. One for leaving on your own, one for not telling him where you were going, two for the curse words, and two more from before you started counting. He could see the pretty imprint of his hand on your cheeks, and his cock ached inside his pants from wanting to be inside you already.

“You okay, pretty kitten?” he checked in with you, just in case, and you nodded.

“Kay.”

Your pupils were blown and all he could see of your irises was the pretty purple color. You were getting so lost in your head, falling fast into a subspace, that your words were short and disconnected.

“Stay like this, baby, let daddy taste you.”

Hoseok moved on the bed, laying under you, with his head between your knees. He helped you lower yourself onto his waiting open mouth; pussy positively dripping. Just how he liked it.

Before meeting you, he had his fair share of affairs, not only with humans, but other more independent hybrids as well. But none of them ever tasted as sweet as you did. Hoseok sometimes wondered if you had a bee gene in you somehow, since your slick tasted like honey.

“Fucking perfect little cunt.”

His tongue met your pussy, licking all over you, slurping your delicious juices. Your moans still filled the Airstream, even if he did realize you were being quieter than usual, mindful of the thin walls and his family being around. Hoseok’s hands were on your ass, guiding you up and down for you to ride his face.

Your knees were shaking and you were hugging a pillow to your chest. You loved when Hoseokie was between your legs like this, he always knew exactly what to do to make you unravel fast. His lips wrapped around your clit and you had to bite your lip to stop the scream that wanted to escape you.

Hoseok licked you up and down, flicking at your clit, then moving back down to stick his tongue inside your fluttering hole. Your ass was sore from all the spanks and how he was squeezing the flesh right now, but you only rocked your hips faster in search of your high.

“Daddyyyy–” you mewled, knees faltering. “Can… Can kitten cum?”

“Cum for your daddy, baby girl.”

With quick sucks to your clit and the kneading of your ass, you let go and the delicious band snapped. You cried into your pillow, legs shutting around his head as you trembled from the orgasm your owner, daddy and lover had just given you. You were a whiny mess as he kept licking you and cleaning you up from your release.

“Wanna taste.”

You were pleading when Hoseok moved from under you and let you fall onto the bed. He sucked on his tongue and laid on top of you, tapping your cheeks for you to open your mouth. You did so willingly, watching as a glob of his spit dribbled down his lips and into your willing lips.

Hoseok leaned down to kiss you before you even had the chance to swallow; sloppy, slow and deep. As his hands worked on removing your top, you did the same to his. He helped you pull his shirt over his head, but leaned back in to suck at your perfect tits; tongue rolling on the hardened buds,

You were moaning again, a mix of ‘daddys’ and ‘Hoeseoks’, as your legs spread wide for him, your small hand latching onto his hair to pull impatiently. He laughed against your skin, biting down on a nipple for you to calm yourself.

“Want you, daddy!” you whined again.

“Aren’t you a spoiled little cat?”

“Yeh. Your fault.”

Hoseok gave your cunt a slap for being a brat, but after gasping from the surprise, you giggled sweetly.

“What am I going to do with you?”

“Fuck me, daddy!”

“Since you said please.”

Hoseok left the bed to pull down his pants and underwear as you watched him with lilac eyes and hands playing with your tits. When one of them traveled down your body to rub your clit, Hoseok smacked it away.

“Only I get to make you cum today, pretty cat.”

He was on the bed in a second, pushing your legs up for you to hold behind your knees and present your glistening pussy for him. With a new slap to your ass, Hoseok pumped his cock a few times, then brought it to your entrance. You were always so wet, the slide was easy. And warm and tight, as you molded around him, made for him.

You might be very gentle, mostly shy, a sweet creature. But you were also a little slut in the bedroom, and he loved that. He loved you. You knew that. And he knew you loved him back, you told him so every night before bed.

And your eyes told him every second of the day.

You squeezed around him and Hoseok knew he could move. So he started harshly fucking into you, hips snapping, cock hitting deep and hard. Your lips were bitten read as your back arched off the bed, tail swishing under you whenever he hit your g-spot.

“That’s it, baby… Getting fucked open by daddy.”

Your cunt was swallowing him, hole leaking more and more arousal, walls fluttering with the deep rolls of his hips over yours. You wiggled your ass, fucking yourself into him, which granted you a new slap to the other ass cheek.

“Fuck!” you cried out.

“Gonna cum again, baby? Huh?”

“Please, please, please!”

Hoseok leaned over you, which made you let go of your legs and wrap them around his slim waist. He captured your lips in a harsh kiss, but his thrusts were harder, so you could hardly kiss him back, allowing him to lick into your mouth as much as it pleased him. Your nails scratched his back and his pelvis hitting your clit was making you lose your mind.

“You can cum now–”

His snaps turned sloppy as you milked him for his own cum, both of you hitting that high together. He painted your walls white, as your orgasm took over you so strongly your pussy kept sucking him in and pulling more cum from his cock. You were both panting and clinging to each other as if you needed one another more than air.

“I love you, Hoseokie.” you said between deep breaths, kissing the side of his face.

“I love you, kitten.” he smiled, bearing his neck to you.

You kissed his bond mark over and over again, licking and purring under him until both your hearts were back to their normal paces. Hoseok pulled out of you, careful not to mess up the sheets, and he noticed how much you were clenching.

“What’s wrong, baby?”

“Nothing.” you looked out the foggy windows, avoiding his eyes.

“You’re cute when you think you can lie to me.” he laughed, the sound bringing butterflies to your stomach. “Fess up.”

“Wanna keep it in.” you mumbled, but he still heard.

Hoseok was laughing again, louder, deep from his stomach.

“Nasty kitty!”

“Shut uuuuuup.”

-

It was the light rain hitting the Airstream that woke his kitten up first, and your sweet morning purrs were what hoke him up. After snuggling in bed for what felt like ages, you both ate breakfast inside the room, wanting to avoid family drama as much as possible today. And since the only scheduled program for today was a bonfire night later on, you could do whatever you wanted.

After it stopped raining, Hoseok dressed you in comfortable clothes that matched his. As much as you could take care of yourself, dress yourself, and you had the autonomy to wear whatever you liked, he still enjoyed choosing it for you every now and then. And it made you feel like a little doll, so you let him.

Besides, whenever you didn’t like what he was picking, you would hiss and refuse to wear it anyway.

Hoseok was glad he had packed your rubber boots, since you’d be very upset if you got mud on your pink Converse –a favorite of yours at the moment–. They had been a present from Namjoon, and you always loved receiving gifts.

Your hand was tucked in his as you walked through the forest; the crunching of the leaves under your feet and the chirping of birds over your head.

“Are you happy, kitten?”

“Today? Yeah! I love it here.” you nodded, skipping over a big stone.

“No, silly cat.” Hoseok smiled with fondness. “I mean overall. With Namjoon and I?”

At the name of the other man you shared a bond with, your whole face lit up. It hurt him to see how happy you were at the mere mention of his former best friend. But he didn’t hold any ill feelings toward you. It’s not like you could help it.

“Yeah! I mean… I miss him when I’m with you. And I miss you when I’m with him. But I’m getting used to it.” you shrugged, bottom lip pushing out just a bit.

“You miss us that much?”

You nodded, ears flopping one way and the other. Besides the constant missing of one of them whenever you were with the other, you felt like an even bigger part of you was always missing too. You had started to crave your mate. You hadn’t met him yet, but something told you he had to be close.

Half of it could be explained by your age, since you were almost your ideal breeding time. And your body couldn’t help but wish for your other half. But for now you were more than happy with Joonie and Hoseokie.

“I was talking to Joonie about it too.” you nodded to his question. “Wouldn’t it be so cool if we all lived together? In a big pretty house, with trees! And maybe a rose garden!”

Hoseok listened as you told him about all the plans you had for a place the three of you could share one day. It was cute, and you talked about it as if it was easy.

“That would be cool, baby.”

“Jiminie and Taetae could come too!” you chirped and Hoseok laughed. “That way, you can go on dates with Jiminie as much as you want.”

“What–”

Hoseok stared at you with wide eyes. You giggled behind your hand, as if you knew something you shouldn’t. And by what you had just said, you definitely did.

“What are you talking about, kitten?”

“You knowww.”

“I know what I know, I wanna know what you know, missy.” he insisted. There was no way he was letting this go.

You thought about it for a while, but relented.

“Remember that time we all went to the cabin by the lake?” you asked, and Hoseok felt all the blood drain from his face. “Well. Taetae and I… Heard you and Jiminie.”

“Heard– heard what?”

“Your bed was very squeaky, oppa.” you giggled again and Hoseok’s cheeks turned red. “And Jimie makes more noise than I do!”

“Oh, God.”

Hoseok and Jimin had history. Even before he met you, and before Jimin had adopted Taehyung. They almost dated at some point, but at the time life was complicated and they both wanted different things. Which didn’t mean their chemistry had ended. So every now and then, when the stars aligned right enough, they hooked up.

But he didn’t know you knew that.

“I’m sorry, kitten…”

“Why?” your eyebrows furrowed as you held back a new laugh.

“Doesn’t it bother you?” Hoseok knew you were very jealous when it came to him.

“Not Jiminie.” you shook your head. “I like Jiminie.”

“You like Taetae too, huh?”

It was your turn to blush and Hoseok let go of your hand to tickle your sides. When you and Taehyung first met, on that same trip to the lake, he and Jimin were sure you might be each other’s mates, from how close you grew. But it turned out to be just pure friendship.

“Wait a minute, you weren’t supposed to be with Taehyung that night either!”

“Opsie?”

You ran from him after that, refusing to tell him just what you and the bear hybrid had done. Not that he didn’t have a guess, of course.

On your way back from the trail, Jiwoo texted Hoseok to ask him to tell you they were serving ice cream by the pool, asking you to come to enjoy it. So after much insistence from you, he agreed to take you there to enjoy some dessert. You followed the many signs that led you to the pool area of the Autocamp hotel.

Only two water hybrids were actually inside the pool, since the temperatures were a lot lower today after the rain from earlier. Most guests were doing other activities, it seemed, since not many of them were around right now.

“Didn’t think I’d see you two today!” Jiwoo was the first to spot you and Hoseok. “Hobi-ah, yeobo wants to talk to you about our dancing lessons for the wedding.”

He looked at you, and you smiled in return. He didn’t want to leave you, and you weren’t so happy about the idea of being separated from him either, but he had work related things to talk about.

Plus, Jiwoo was nice, and she smelled of calm and excitement. She wouldn’t harm you.

“Yah, just go, we’re gonna eat some ice cream.” Jiwoo scolded him, lacing her arm through yours. “So what flavor do you like, Ynie?”

“Strawberry!”

You chirped and she laughed. Jiwoo took you to the little ice cream cart where a man was serving cones and cups of chocolate, strawberry and cream ice cream. She told you they were hybrid friendly, and that you could eat as much as you wanted.

“How long have you been with Hoseok?” she asked after you both had your cones.

“He adopted me six years ago.” you answered with a smile. “I was basically a kitty.”

“Aw, you still are a kitty!” she cooed. “I can see why he likes you so much.”

“Thank you, unnie.” you giggled.

Jiwoo told you about all the preparations for the wedding she was already doing, she showed you her wedding ring again, you asked about the dance lessons she wanted to have her brother teach her and her future husband.

Not that long after your ice creams were done, she excused herself to talk to a staff about something she needed changed for lunch time.

Looking over to your owner, you could see he was still animatedly talking to the future groom, and you didn’t want to bother them. So you stayed by the poolside, watching as the two hybrids played around inside.

Until you heard your name.

You didn’t turn, but your ears did. And you focused on the sound, but maybe you shouldn’t have.

"She won't be coming to the wedding, right?" you recognized the voice of Jiwoo's mother in law.

"Not if I have a say in it." Mrs. Jung replied just as quietly. "And since I'm the one paying for it, I definitely will."

"Good. Can you imagine the shame that it would bring? Imagine! An animal sitting at a table at such a high standard wedding!"

You felt your eyes brimming with water from the harsh words. You should be used to it, but you hated them all the same.

Mrs. Jung continued, sending a new punch to your stomach: "It should know its place. And that's not beside my son."

Before your tears could fall down, you left the poolside to meet with Hoseok. You didn't want to bother him, but you also didn't want to upset him by leaving without saying anything again.

"Hi, baby. Was the ice cream good?"

Hoseok opened his arms to you, cold lips finding his neck. He hugged you to his chest, but quickly noticed something wasn't right.

"Can I go back to the room, oppa?"

"Don't you want another ice cream? Didn't noona say you could have as many as you wanted?" Hoseok scratched the spot behind your ears, but not even that made you purr.

"I don't feel too well. Just wanna go, please."

"Okay, kitten, we can go."

"Nooo, stay… with your family. I can find my way back."

You had picked up the room key from his pocket, but taking a closer look at your face, he could see your eyes shining with unshed tears. There was no way he would let you go away alone.

"Will you tell my sister we'll see you for the bonfire?"

His future brother in law nodded, which was enough for Hoseok to pass an arm around your shoulders so he could walk you back to your Airstream.

You were awfully quiet all the way back, and when you took your boots off by the door and rushed into the bathroom, Hoseok knew something was really wrong.

But he gave you space. And he waited.

Until your sniffing got loud enough for him to hear.

"Kitten, what's wrong?" he knocked on the door. "Can you come out, please?"

"It's just my stomach, I'll be fine soon." your lie would have been more convincing if you didn't hiccup between words.

"Please, baby, come on out. Whatever it is, you can tell me."

After some probing, you unlocked the door and came out, going straight into his arms. Hoseok walked to the back of the Airstream with you, sitting on the bed and pulling you to sit on his lap. He dried your tears, but didn’t push you to speak until you were ready.

“I think I should stay with Joonie.” you said quietly, and his heart shattered.

He was afraid this would happen, it terrified him you’d prefer the man over him. And now you were crying because you missed him.

“That way you can take Yejin-ssi to the wedding. And I’ll learn my place.” you sniffed.

“What are you talking about, kitten?” Hoseok’s hand cupped your cheek to make you look at him.

Those weren't your words. You knew your place was next to him. But they did sound an awful lot like something he heard before.

All you did was shrug, staring at your folded hands on your lap.

“Did anyone say something to you?”

“No.”

“Kitten.”

“No one said anything to me.” you pouted before hiding your face on his neck. “I heard it.”

His hand was moving up and down your back as you took deep breaths against his neck, body relaxing ever so slightly.

“They said I– I’d bring shame to the families if I went to the wedding.”

Hoseok wanted to curse whoever it was that had been saying those things about you. He had an inclination to who it was, of course. And if it turned out to be true, he’d have a serious talk about how they have been treating you so far.

“Who said it?” he asked you, but you shook your head. “Kitten–”

“I’m not saying!” you hissed and Hoseok knew fighting you about it would be pointless. “Is it true?”

“Of course not, baby.” Hoseok pulled you from his neck so you could look at him. “Listen carefully, okay?”

“Kay.”

“There are people in the world… Usually older people. Who are so set in their old, traditional ways, that they don’t understand that things change.” he explained, bringing your hand to his lips for him to kiss. “And they change for the better. My family may not understand that I’m in love with you, because you are different. But let them. It won't change a thing.”

“Don’t want to cause you trouble.” your bottom lip was wobbling, but you were no longer crying. “They are still your family.”

“You’re my family too. And where I am, that’s where you should be.”

“I love you.”

Your voice was small, but he still heard you. Hoseok brought your face to his by the back of your neck, lips molding over yours in a delicate yet loving kiss. This is how it should always be, he thought.

You and him.