Petrichor || bts x plus-sized reader

Chapter 9

Chapter Warnings: Hangyul being the best father-figure ever, one minor threat, Haneul being the best best friend ever, lots of fluff, alpha space Jungkook, tons of feelings, tons of emotions, Jungkook and Namjoon being possessive, marking, mentions of claiming, mentions of messy sex, Namjoon being absolutely filthy, some nerves, anxious mc, mentions of anxiety attacks

Within twenty minutes, Haneul had managed to get the guest bedroom cleaned up and sorted from when her aunt had last stayed. She had expected to get you fed and in bed, thinking you would be past exhausted after the day you've had when she entered the living room only to see her dad at the door, an angered expression on his face.

"Now, who are you and what are you doing at my door?" Haneul knew by the tone in her father's voice, that he knew exactly who these men were, and he wasn't going to let them inside.

Haneul walked to the door, checking on you only to see you asleep before she moved next to Hangyul, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Dad, it's okay. I told them to come." With great reluctance, Hangyul moved aside, opening the door wider before stepping back, moving to his original place in the kitchen.

Making sure he left the room, Haneul turned to look at the seven men waiting on her father's porch. She could see the tear stains and red eyes, could see the emotional toll the day had put on them, much like her best friend, no, sister resting on the couch. Noticing the direction Haneul was looking, the boys directed their attention to you, not visible until after the door was opened further.

"You can come in but before you do." Haneul closed the door slightly, removing your body from their sight and making them all focus back onto her. "I am warning you right now, you pull shit like this again, I won't hesitate to rip out your intestines and string them from a tree. I've always wanted to try out a piñata." With the fire in her eyes, the boys could only nod, scared with the knowledge that she would definitely follow through with her words.

With the happiness of knowing the men were scared at her threat, she let them in, watching as Namjoon rushed to you, almost pushing the others out of the way as he pulled you into his arms and cradled you to his chest.

It was almost surreal to her, seeing her sister for all intents-and-purposes in the arms of their CEOs. But the love the eight of you had for each other was so visible, she wondered how you were unable to see is. But, love is blind. Love can make you feel the best and worst things. She could only hope that, after tonight, you would stop fighting your feelings. That you would actually allow yourself to feel them instead of boxing them up.

Without moving forward, knowing how close their alphas might be to the surface, Haneul stood to the side so she could point out the guestroom down the hallway.

"If you would like, I have set up the guestroom for her to stay in. There is a king bed in there so you should all be able to fit. We uh... we have a closet of nesting supplies in there if you would like to make a nest." Haneul had to practically force the last words through her teeth.

The nesting supplies had been her mothers, something her aunt had refused to let them get rid of. Her father and her held no use for them, and it seemed like the nest would actually be the best thing for the barely new pack in front of her.

Looking up from your sleeping form, Namjoon struggled not to flash his eyes at the non-pack member. He knew Haneul was trying to help, and his alpha could see the concern for his mate in her eyes.

"That would be great. Thank you." His words were a little forced, a growl pushed out as he tried to calm himself down.

He slowly stood from his spot, adjusting you in his arms as he began to move in the direction that Haneul pointed at from her spot near the wall. He could appreciate her boundaries, her knowledge of wolves and her love for you.