True love knows no boundaries (Arlen x cow hybrid jimin)

Chapter 1

Arlen trudged through the muddy fields as he made his way towards the red barn. BTS Farms was a small local community made up of farmers that sold and grew their own crops, they were well known for their hospitality as well as the mystery that haunted their past. Many researchers and investigators had come here and yet almost barely any research on the incidents were ever documented.

And Arlen was ready to uncover it.

Many accidents had happened there, far too many reports of farmers dying or farmers suddenly going missing until they were found dead inside the barns themselves. Some even say that they were turned into cattle or were sold to organ markets, or even were made into crops somehow. What ridiculous theories, Arlen would think. Even the world's greatest supervillains wouldn't do that.

Arlen gathered his notepad out of his bag and looked around. He was set to meet with the owner of the farm - MR. Kim, a tall man with a reputation of his kindness. He seemed to be more like a friendly neighbor rather than some sort of businessman.

Arlen stood there for a few moments between bumping into a young man with purple hair. The purple haired man dropped his bag of carrots in surprise. "Holy crap! Sorry, I didn't see you.."

"Oh, it's okay. Most people don't see me anyway."

The man raised an eyebrow before picking up his carrots. Arlen guessed the joke didn't fly too well. "Are you here for the interview?"

"Yeah. I'm looking for a Mr. Kim? Is he here?"

"Oh, yeah, he left for a little bit but he'll be back in a few. Why don't you just sit down somewhere in the mean time? I can give you the keys to the house." He said.

There's a house? Arlen thought before nodding. The purple haired man gestured to follow him and they began walking down a large hill.

Arlen cleared his throat. "So uhh, what's your name?"

"Oh, I'm Jungkook, but everyone calls me.. well, Jungkook. I work for Mr. Kim."

"For how long?"

"Mmm, eight years. Well seven not counting the incident." His smile faltered and Arlen felt a pain sting his chest.

They walked past a white fence a large beaten path where Arlen finally spotted the house. A large white home with a black roof and picket fences. It almost seemed out of place among the tall trees and chickens set around it.

It seemed too clean and much too spotless, almost like a dollhouse.

Jungkook jingled his keys and opened the door. The smell of apple pie hit Arlen like a truck.

Jungkook pulled a chair for Arlen before he left him to speak with a man in the kitchen. The man wore a pink apron stained with a red sauce that reminded Arlen all too much of blood.

Arlen sat down in there chair and set his heavy bag down next to him. He looked around the room. The living room was large and cozy. The walls were covered in an antique wallpaper. The shelves next to the small tv were wooden and full of old antique dolls and stuffed animals, as well as a photo of a few children that Arlen could only imagine were Mr. Kim's.

Old paintings were hung up lopsidedly on the walls of blooming flowers, flowers in vases, flowers wilting, flowers in bushes..

Wow, this guy really likes flowers.. he thought to himself.

He looked at the tv. His hands felt awkward, almost as if he needed to do something with himself. The tv was turned onto an old soap opera that blared around the house and drowned out Jungkook's conversation with the man as well as the sound of dishes being washed and the table being set.

Arlen heard the door slam wide open and a man with a suit stepped in the house. He greeted them all before Jungkook pointed to Arlen. "Mr. Kim, a man wanted to see you."

He stared at Arlen, he was tall, very tall and basically towered over most of them. "Arlen! It's good to see you." He extended a hand. "I'm Mr. Kim but you can just call me RM. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too." He said awkwardly.

"Great! Let's start the interview while we eat. I hope you're hungry, you're not allergic to anything right?"

Arlen blanked. "Uhh, just nuts-"

"ALRIGHT!!" RM yelped before walking off to the kitchen. Strange, he thought.