Full House

Chapter 8

Y/N POV

I woke up at around 10:30. Reading the information booklets ended up turning into scouring the internet for even more information, and before I knew it, it was very very late.

Feeling so warm and comfortable and snuggled, I wrapped the blankets tighter around myself. I could stay like this forever.

THE BOYS! I cursed myself for momentarily forgetting about them. They were practically begging me not to forget about them and I literally did. Maybe the police check wasn't ready yet? Michelle did say that she would text me to let me know when I could come to get them, so maybe there's no point stressing.

I checked my phone and... shit. There was the text from Michelle. From half an hour ago. I wonder if she told the boys and they had been sitting there waiting patiently, or maybe not so patiently, for me to arrive.

What if even Michelle thought that I changed my mind?

Y/N just reply to the damn text and get out of bed.

Bed! Shit x 2. I was supposed to go get them a bed. Maybe they wouldn't mind the impromptu sleeping arrangements for one night - heck Hobi even offered to sleep on the floor.

'Sorry Michelle, just woke up! Just getting dressed now, will be there soon!' I quickly replied to her message.

Right on que, Lisa called.

"Hey" I didn't realise how groggy I sounded in the morning.

"Hey did you get a text from the shelter? I'm going to go pick up Rose now! Do you want me to pick you up?" She was definitely excited.

"Yeah I got the text, but I need to take my own car since I have three of them" I put the call on loud speaker and tried to pull some clean clothes on.

"Oh right, I forgot! Ok well I'm going to leave now, I might see you there!"

And with that I could now focus on getting myself ready for my new friends. New friends - I suddenly realised that they would probably all be in their human form. I was going to the shelter to pick up 3 full grown men, 2 of which I had never seen before.

The nervousness hit me like a truck. If they're anything like Hobi then surely it will be fine? What if they're not like Hobi and everything is terrible?

I forced my way out of the anxious mind maze and got into my car to make my way to the shelter.

Hobi POV

Our room had never felt more suffocating than it did right now.

In all of the time we have spent here, I have never needed to get out of here as much as I did right now. Just the knowledge that we had a person now, and that she was coming to get us, it was enough to make me go insane inside here.

We waited anxiously, the 3 of us all in our human forms. As usual I was pacing around, muscles tense, eyes darting, ears twisting to pick up any noise. Jimin was sitting quietly on the bed next to Yoongi. He seemed to be needing comfort from our alpha, reassurance that this was actually happening and that we had spent our final night in this shelter.

Yoongi had a calm face, but I could tell that he was nervous too. As the alpha of our pack he wanted to protect us and make sure that we were provided for. Although I'm sure he was thrilled about our adoption, no doubt he was worried too about our new home.

When Michelle had brought us breakfast she let us know that the police check results had come back and that she would text Y/N. Then she would come and collect us once she arrived.