Not My Hybrids- BTS

Chapter.22

  This morning Y/n was quick enough to make breakfast before the guys woke up.
  She made a classic American style breakfast and had managed to actually set the table completely before they started to trickle in.

  And before she Y/n knew it, almost fifteen minutes had passed and all seven hybrids were seated, eating breakfast together peacefully.
And of their own free will.
She smiled to herself, sending a quick glance towards Yoongi and Jimin.

Unbeknownst to Y/n the hybrids had stayed up decently late the night before, setting up their toys in the privacy of their rooms and playing together. Finally having a moment to relax.

Although, they still were questioning why she had done it, they figured they'd wait it out to see if an explanation would provide itself without their questioning of one.

"I won't be home much today, PD-Nim asked me to help volunteer so I'll be heading to BigHit."

The seven all stopped eating momentarily, aside from Jungkook. He kept eating but locked his gaze on Y/n, confused on why she'd willingly go back there.

"Are you sure that's a good idea, considering what happened last time?" Jin questioned, a slight tone of worry.
  Y/n just shrugged, brushing him off and once again digging back into her food.
"It'll be fine, they've already hazed me right?" She tried to joke but only an awkward silence followed.

"We'll go with you, we should actually talk to PD-Nim anyway.. we can't put it off forever." Namjoon suggested, knowing that none of them really wanted to.
But, they'd have too. And him as their pack leader was cursed with the responsibility of actually making them do so.

"Besides, no one should start anything once they see us." He added, trying to convince himself more than Y/n that it'd be safe enough for her to return back and help out for a few hours.

Hoseok shook his head, not liking the days plans but not saying anything. Yeah.. no way something bad could happen by Y/n going into a building, full of hybrids annoyed that she'd taken the only ones that didn't want to leave.
  Yeah, no hard feelings.

"Sounds good to me, guess we should head out now then?" Jimin added, everyone standing up and filing to the car.

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"Y/n glad you could make it! And it seems like you've brought my boys with you." PD-Nim smiled, the boys didn't return it.

Confused he quickly sent Y/n upstairs to help serve some food, wanting to catch up with the seven boys about how their time was going over at her house.

Hesitantly, she nodded glancing over to Namjoon briefly before making a quick exit and heading up to the familiar lunch area.

"So? How's it been living with a human for the past few weeks?" He started, leaning back into his chair and relaxing. "She tells me you've all agreed to stay a few more weeks- hah! Who would've thought?"

The happiness and gleam in his eyes was easy to spot, but they still couldn't work out why it was there.
None of the seven could see any sort of malicious intent behind the man.

"We read the files you sent her." Yoongi jumping right into the discussion.

PD-Nim hardened his gaze slightly, a bit of sadness in his eyes. "I see. And yet she still hasn't."

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"Y/n, would you mind grabbing some more napkins? They should be in a box at the bottom of the stairs, I forgot to bring them up." Another volunteer asked her once they had all finished setting up the food for the first round of hybrids.
Who should, y/n thought to herself, be up any minute.