Not My Hybrids- BTS

Chapter.9

     I tried everything I could think of for the next three days, having the guys write a list of food or things they liked, heard of, or always wanted to try and made it for them.
I debated on stopping by a hybrid store and buying them toys but I didn't know if that would offend them or not.. we're baby hybrids the only ones who liked toys? Would adults? I made a mental note to ask google later, or perhaps phone Bang PD if I still lacked the answer.

    Nothing had worked and I only had run into Namjoon a few times in passing, him refusing to stick around long enough for me to even get out a simple 'hi'.

       Having a headache I went to the kitchen to grab some Advil. Everyone pausing their lunch and eyeing me.
   I'd made it a habit to make sure I left them alone during meals, hoping to give them some form of security in moving freely around the house, maybe some form of truce? I couldn't remember my reasoning while my head pounded.

   "Sorry. I'll be quick." I said quietly, not bothering to make eye contact. And walking straight to the cabinet to grab the medicine and a glass, hurrying to fill it with water.
Quicker I got this over with, the quicker my head would stop hurting I reminded myself as I swallowed down the pill.

"Are you okay?" Hoseok asked while I started walking back to my room, fulfilling my word when I said I'll be quick.

"Just tired. Let me know if any of you need anything." I waved my hand dismissively.

"You should eat.." Jin commented before he could stop himself. It was second nature to him to care for those around him, and although that nature hadn't extended to humans as of yet, aside from PD Nim, his instinct had kicked in and he found himself worried about the small human who'd been cooking for them all the past few days.

      He knew they ate, and he knew she was aware, always questioning him when they made eye contact. Asking if there was enough food. But over the past four days.. he hadn't seen her eat one thing. Had she?

"I'll eat once you finish." I closed my bedroom door, laying down and shutting my eyes briefly.

    It wasn't until a few hours later when I suddenly jostled in my sleep, waking up I remembered how hungry and weak I felt. I'd eaten a bit the past few days, but I knew I should've been eating more.

Grabbing a quick snack I ate a little to get some energy, promising myself I'd start taking better care of my health, before I started to prepare dinner.
It didn't take that long today, I was already too tired to be fancy.. I'd just hoped they'd have enough to eat tonight. I moved to set up the last dishes when the seven started appearing.

They were early tonight, and I quickly wondered if that was due to left over hunger from lunch time. "Im just setting everything up. I'll be out in a second."

     No one acknowledged my words as the stood around before Jin and Hoseok surprised me by helping set up the rest of the dishes, and everyone else began taking their seats.

   I smiled to myself that at least they weren't hiding as much, and with all that I expected nothing more so I slowly made my way back towards my room.
"Do.. you want to join.." Namjoon asked as he sat down.
  They left and open seat between Jimin and Yoongi, another plate placed down from Jin infront of the chair, a cup placed by Hoseok.

I smiled sadly, seeing how tense Yoongi, Jimin, Jungkook, and Namjoon sat. I shook my head.

"I don't want to make you more uncomfortable."

Yoongi's body forcibly relaxed as he let out a low growl. "Just shut up and sit down." He grumbled some more under his breath. "We're hungry and you're making us wait longer."

I obeyed, his tone leaving me no room to protest and as I immediately sat down at the seat I saw a hint of a smile? A smirk. Play on his lips.

    I quietly ate, trying my best to be as unseen as possible, and over time Jimin and Namjoons posture relaxed. Jungkook still seemed to tense every time I moved, maybe that's why he had sat the furthest away from me.

"So. Why did you start volunteering?" Jin tried his best to make conversation. Including me.
I shrugged, " I just wanted to be useful. I think everyone should be equal, hybrids and humans."

I heard a few hums of agreement with my later comments. "Why not adopt though?" Taehyung questioned me next.

"I doubted I'd be a suitable home.. clearly I was right." I mumbled the ending under my breath, unaware of hybrids super sonic hearing.

"What was that?" Namjoon asked, eyebrow raised in question towards me.

"Clearly. I was right." I said at a normal volume this time, using my hand to meekly gesture towards the rest of his pack while I met his intense eyes with my own.

"Do you want us to leave?" Jungkook spoke to me, the first time I'd clearly heard his voice since he'd arrived. I frowned.

"I'm not going to kick any of you out, nor do I want that. But if you don't want to be here please tell me so I can call PD Nim." I said, only slightly irritated.

"You humans are so fucking confusing.." Yoongi mumbled out from beside me, and just like that my headache was back and felt ten times worse.

I let out a quiet whimper as my hand raced to my forehead, immediately putting my utensils down on the plate. Standing up and taking my things to the kitchen, not bothering to clean anything as I made my way back to my room, wanting nothing to do but sleep.

"Where are you going?" Jimin finally decided to speak up. Exhausted I paused to face them.

"I don't know what any of you want from me and I'm tired. I was trying my best to be friendly and give you space, time to adjust-"
I took a breath, feeling a lump starting to grow in my throat. "But it seems none of you want that, or want to try more than just surviving through the time you're stuck with me."

I felt tears brim the corners of my eyes, my exhaustion, lack of sleep, lack of proper meals lately, and anxiety over this entire situation finally catching up to me.
"I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I just want to sleep."

     I walked into my room, away from the mess that I'd surely just caused and passed out wrapped in a blanket atop my bed. Face puffy and red from crying myself to sleep tonight. Only wishing on any falling stars that tomorrow would be a sliver better than today. Just a sliver.