Bangtan's Babydoll

Chapter 16

This is the first chapter that was not pre-written I'm so excited to get back to furthering this storyline. Hope u like it

I wake up still in Jin's room & the dull discomfort in my head borders on a full headache. I want to get up Namjoon's hands feel, so right. Like I'm meant to be here. I mean when hot man-

No DJ. no falling for the owners. No matter how nice & kind they are. Or how sexy & breathtaking they look...

I move to roll off my back & get up but, Joon's grip on me tightens for a moment. He grunts & adjusts us into a front hug, chest to chest. I let out a shaky breath that I didn't know I was holding.

His heartbeat is so calming, & the way he caresses my back, I could almost go back to sleep.
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Almost...

Could they truly love me?

Romantically?

Not just as a pet?

Can I truly love again?

Could I ever do that to myself?

Could they hurt me the way he did?...

I hear oncoming footsteps & laughter, & I feign sleep without a second thought.

"I wonder where they went hyung."

"I do too Kook, but hopefully they're being productive."

More like El Hybrid is recovering from two orgasms & Sir Kim RM is rockin' a semi after enjoying one himself.

The sexual tension in this house is astronomical, & there's something else looming in the air, it's heavy & warm, but nearly overbearing. I can't deal with what I can't understand. Speaking of sexual tension, the constant brain itch of finding my mate is becoming ever more of a nuisance.

Now, this could just be me being high off sex but, I don't feel I have to look far. Maybe they have me assigned to a breeding center. Or maybe, they handle me themselves...

I can't help the giggle that bubbles past my lips, I'm not opposed to that. Actually, I rather like that option.

I want them.

I want them to love me...

To hold me close & tell me how much I mean to them.

Maybe I'd have their babies & we'll all be happy. 

Pause DJ. Damn, it really is breeding season...

But the thought of a family, my own family. That loves me for me. Not for my body or potential for scientific research. Just Damien as... A man. Them loving me as a man, a boyfriend, maybe even a husband.

The idea is almost laughable, but it burns a fire in my chest. Familiar & comforting. This isn't a new feeling. This isn't just my animalistic nature. It's love.

How long have I loved them? Do they know?

No matter. I can't act on it now. It's too early. I'll wait until I regain more memory. Maybe, I won't be so afraid then. But the way Namjoon holds my hand as he sleeps holds so much tenderness, longing & care...
The way their faces looked when they saw me in that hospital bed. How it seems that when they hold me they're cementing me into reality, I can't help but think, what if?

Could things work with me & any of them? Let's be real here, I'm black, gay, trans & I'm even not half, let alone, fully human anymore. I'm the dream target of a racist or a homophobe. What would the public think of K-pop's up-and-coming It Boys then? Would I ruin their hard work?