Call to the wild (Hybrid! Namjoon x reader)

Chapter 3

After being informed of the sibling's situation, Namjoon proceeded to explain everything about Hybrids, including mates so that the brothers would be educated on themselves.

-So, that means that you're my baby's Soulmate? – asked Jimin with a pout. She was too young to date. Jimin wasn't sure if he was willing to let this happen. Chances here, that Namjoon was spitting lies to do something evil with his sister. After all the men was claiming to be his little sister's only future romantic partner. They didn't know him, neither did they know how trustworthy he was. After all, if such thing as soulmates existed why didn't they know? Wouldn't their adoptive father have told them, long before?

Namjoon nodded. He could feel the other hybrids' doubts, but he could also feel his own mate believing. He was glad. His soulmate had 3 protective older brothers, and most importantly, she trusted him. She could feel her side of the fate string, and that both intrigued him and made him swell in pride. His mate, his everything was such a sweetheart, and though he didn't fully knew her yet, he get to no every little freckle on her face, every quirk, and every interest, and he would spend his entire life kissing her cheeks and making her feel like the queen she was.

The boys had a gut felling they should trust Namjoon and allowed the both to spend the evening together.

- How was lunch with your brothers my love? - asked the alpha, gently holding your sides.

You smiled at him, and told him you had fun, and enjoyed the traditional woodchuck hybrid food you were offered. It was so good, and it tasted so natural, that you weren't sure you could properly function if you weren't offered such delicacy again.

Namjoon chuckled and assured you could have it any time you so wished it to. He then told you about wich Hybrid traditional foods were the best, and you founded cute that his favourite food wasn't even from the wolfs (It was bunny's actually, he said that he very much appreciated his own, but prey hybrids made such soft and delicious food that he couldn't help being a little of a traitor)

He blushed when he told you that he loved small and cute things, and you laugh, and pointing at yourself saying it made sense, after all you were small and had been told multiple times how cute you were.

You told him your favourite colour, how much you enjoyed reading, and he beamed and enthusiastically told you how much he liked to read to.

Namjoon showed you his personal garden and told you everything he knew about flower language.

You asked to sit in the bench and lied your head on his lap, held his hands a played with them. He was such a gentleman you were surprised with your own luck.

The next day was so etic that you barely had time to breath. But you had fun. Namjoon had taken you to see the village, and kids gathered around you, happy to see their alpha and his new companion.

Old hybrid grandmas also smiled your way, even if you weren't like them. One of them even gave you a hair pin and told you to keep it as a memory for that day. Figuring that the money you had meant nothing to these people, you thanked her for generosity and vowed you would return to help her with her store.

In the last hours of sunlight, you told Namjoon you couldn't wait to marry him and have kids with him. He spitted his drink, and blushed. He then informed you that hybrids didn't normally get married but seeing you here a human he was set in asking you to marry him the right way, and you just needed to be a little patient.

You smiled and told him how you loved kids, and that one day you wanted to be a mother. He looked at you in adoration as you spoke, but frowned a bit, realising he hadn't asked you an important question yet.

- How old are you? – He asked you.

- 19 why? – you answered.

- I just realised I haven't asked you yet, for a second there I thought you were a kid.

- Hey, don't make fun of me! - you pouted.

He laughed and told you how cute you were. But by now you realised you also didn't know how old he was and asked him. He was 22, and that didn't surprise you in the slightest. He was a handsome hybrid after all.

You asked him about his favourite books, and as you walked home, you debated every book you have ever read with him.