Furever 🔞 KTH+JJK+PJM

02: Tails Of Cuteness And Confusions

Jungkook arrived at his opulent apartment, a space bathed in luxury, exuding a mysterious and almost intoxicating atmosphere.

The soft glow of the lights reflected off the dark wood floors and sleek modern furnishings. It was a sanctuary of elegance and sophistication, a fitting backdrop for the man who had just parked his car outside.

As he glanced towards the passenger seat, he noticed Jimin sitting there, curled up like a timid child, his golden tail flicking nervously as if he were afraid of the unfamiliar surroundings.

A faint smile tugged at Jungkook's lips. His expression softened as he gently reached out, cradling Jimin in his arms with ease. The hybrid boy instinctively pressed his face against Jungkook's chest, seeking warmth and reassurance from the man who had taken him in.

They moved together through the grand entrance of the apartment, the door clicking shut behind them, sealing them off from the world outside.

Jungkook carefully laid Jimin down on his plush king-sized bed. The hybrid's delicate form sank into the soft mattress, but suddenly Jimin jerked up, startled by the unfamiliar sensation beneath him. In his surprise, the coat Jungkook had draped over him slipped away, leaving Jimin exposed, his nakedness bathed in the dim glow of the room. Jungkook's breath caught for a moment, but he remained calm, his gaze respectful as he quickly turned his eyes away.

"Don't worry, Jiminie. It's just a bed," Jungkook said softly, his voice low and soothing, trying to ease the young hybrid's fear. He moved to his closet, rummaging through its neatly arranged contents before pulling out a pink oversized shirt and a pair of soft cotton shorts.

Approaching Jimin with the clothing, Jungkook knelt by the bed. His movements were gentle, his hands steady as he reached for Jimin's waist. The hybrid's wide eyes were locked onto Jungkook's face, a mixture of confusion and innocence filling their crescent-like shape.

"You might not understand yet, but trust me," Jungkook murmured, his voice laced with tenderness as he began dressing Jimin. He carefully slid the shirt over Jimin's slender shoulders, buttoning it up, his fingers brushing lightly against the smooth skin as he adjusted the collar. There was something about the way Jimin looked in the oversized shirt that tugged at Jungkook's heart-a mix of beauty and vulnerability.

"There we go. Perfect," Jungkook whispered, his lips curling into a small smile as he handed the shorts to Jimin. "Now, put on your shorts, Jimin."

However, Jimin didn't seem to understand. Instead of following Jungkook's instruction, the hybrid boy crawled back onto the bed, bouncing softly on the mattress with childlike curiosity. His tail swayed behind him in a playful rhythm. Jungkook let out a soft sigh, pressing a hand to the bridge of his nose to suppress the exhaustion that was beginning to weigh on him.

"Alright, kitten. Let me help," Jungkook said, his tone gentle yet amused. He took the shorts and gently lifted Jimin's legs, sliding the fabric up with care. But as his fingers accidentally brushed against Jimin's sensitive area, the hybrid let out a soft, breathy moan. Jungkook froze for a moment, his eyes widening slightly at the unexpected sound, before quickly regaining his composure.

Deciding to leave the situation behind, Jungkook stood up and made his way to the bathroom, in desperate need of a shower to clear his mind. The sound of running water filled the silence of the room as Jimin lay back on the bed, his mind filled with unfamiliar sensations and questions he couldn't quite express.

Hours passed, and as the steam from Jungkook's shower dissipated, the door to the bedroom creaked open. Jimin's eyes flicked toward the movement, widening in surprise as another man entered the room. The newcomer wore a sleek black shirt tucked into glossy pants, his sharp gaze obscured by dark-rimmed glasses. Taehyung. His aura was confident, bordering on arrogant, but the moment his eyes landed on Jimin-still in bed, with his ears twitching and tail swaying-his cool composure shattered.

"Who-what in the world?" Taehyung stammered, his voice shaking with disbelief. "Jungkook! Are you a ghost? What is this... hybrid doing in your bed?"

Taehyung backed up, stumbling over his own feet as he tried to make sense of the surreal scene before him. His usual poise was nowhere to be found, replaced by sheer panic.

Jimin, who had been watching him with wide, curious eyes, couldn't hold back his amusement any longer. His face broke into a mischievous smile as he crawled off the bed, landing softly on all fours. With a playful glint in his eye, he began chasing Taehyung, his tail flicking behind him.

"Jungkook, help me! He's chasing me!" Taehyung yelped, darting around the room like a scared rabbit. "I'm going to die! Why is he acting like a cat?"

Jungkook, now dressed in a vibrant blue bathrobe, emerged from the bathroom and observed the scene with an amused smile. He approached Jimin from behind, swiftly scooping him up by the armpits and hoisting him into the air.

"Don't run, kitten," Jungkook teased, his tone light and playful. "Taehyung is your mommy now, and my boyfriend too."

Jimin clung to Jungkook, nestling his head against the man's chest like a sleepy child, while Taehyung stared at them in bewilderment.

"Mommy? Me?" Taehyung's voice was filled with disbelief as he tried to wrap his mind around the absurdity of the situation.

Jungkook stepped closer to Taehyung, still holding Jimin securely in one arm. "Yes, darling," he said with a smirk. "You're both a little family now."

Taehyung blinked, trying to process the words, before narrowing his eyes at Jungkook. "What kind of joke is this? And why does he have ears and a tail?"

Jungkook's gaze softened as he looked at Jimin, who had curled up contentedly against his chest, purring softly. "I found him on the street," Jungkook explained, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "He's a hybrid. I couldn't just leave him. He's harmless, really. His name is Jimin."

Taehyung hesitated, glancing at Jimin with a mix of wonder and uncertainty. "A hybrid... I heard about them on the news, but I never thought I'd meet one."

As Taehyung's eyes traced the delicate curve of Jimin's waist and the soft sway of his tail, a quiet awe crept into his expression. Jimin's beauty was undeniable, and there was something almost ethereal about him, as if he didn't quite belong to this world.

Jungkook chuckled softly, noticing Taehyung's captivated gaze. "You're staring, my love," he teased. "Do you like him?"

Taehyung blinked, shaking himself from his reverie. "He's... stunning," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "How can anyone be so... beautiful?"

Jungkook smiled, a flicker of pride flashing in his eyes. "That's exactly what I thought when I found him. I couldn't just let him go."

Jimin, hearing his name, looked up at Jungkook, his lips parting in a soft murmur. "Jung...cock?"

Jungkook's eyes widened, and a laugh bubbled up from his chest. "Oh no, kitten. Not 'cock.' It's Jungkook. Say it right," he gently corrected, though his amusement was clear.

With a sigh of contentment, Jungkook carried Jimin over to the bed, laying him down gently. "Take a shower, Taehyung," he said, turning to his boyfriend with a playful smile. "I'll make dinner for us. You two can get to know each other better."

Taehyung glanced at Jimin, still mesmerized, and then back at Jungkook. "I have a feeling life just got a lot more interesting," he muttered, shaking his head with a half-smile as he headed toward the bathroom.

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