Chasing Tail

𝟸. 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚎?

(Note: in this story, Taehyung sometimes has a rut partner (someone to help him during his rut) but it's nothing serious with any feelings, it's only handjobs, blowjobs, etc, no sex. He stops doing them after he meets Jungkook)

[The next morning, Taehyung's POV]

"What the hell happened last night???"

Taehyung shook his head, ruffling his messy brown hair as he fixed his bed. "A lot."

Jisun shook his head, his lips curling in disgust. "That filthy feline snuck onto our territory and spied on us as we slept. What a perv!"

The dog hybrid paused his movements, pinching his nose as annoyance flared in his system, Jisun was starting to irritate the hell out of him. "Jisun, you can leave now y'know."

"What?" Jisun turned to glance at the latter who was nonchalantly finishing the bed. "No morning handjobs?"

Taehyung couldn't help but grimace, angry at himself for asking Jisun for help with his rut. Why choose this selfish hard-head jerk to help with his needs? He should've just spent his rut alone. "No, we're stopping this thing, Jisun. I'm spending my ruts alone now."

Jisun scoffed, his cheeks painting red from frustration. "What? Who will give me handjobs now?"

"Uh, anyone else? You literally fucked a girl before you met me last night." Taehyung remembered, shaking his head.

"Well, fuck you, your moans sucked anyway." Jisun growled, pushing past the emotionless Taehyung. "Don't come crying to me when your next rut happens. I see how you look at me, Taehyung."

"Oh my goodness, you mistake lust for attraction all the time! I never liked you, Jisun! Sorry you can't accept that everyone will bow down to you." Taehyung barked, regretting his decision to have Jisun over, he had only been desperate and Jisun was an easy target to help get him off.

Taehyung hated his ruts and using a random person to get him off, but his hand could only do so much after a few years. Yet, Taehyung couldn't bring himself to take his ruts away from him. There's supposedly a way to stop it, yet Taehyung's heard the after effects aren't the best and he's not looking into that. Taehyung doesn't do sex, as he's waiting for his mate to do that which people also laugh and mock at him for.

"Your mate?" A woman had once snickered at him, her fluffy tail flicking behind her. "Yeah, good luck waiting until you die. Soulmates don't exist."

"Waiting for sex with your mate?" One boy sneered at him. "You're weird. Who knows if your mate is already having sex without you."

Taehyung sighed, massaging his head so he could forget all those stupid memories. Some people just didn't understand the concept of waiting. Anyway, Taehyung was more than glad Jisun left his apartment, leaving him in comfortable silence.

The sun was slowly creeping into his afternoon glow and Taehyung sighed contently as he opened his curtains, revealing his balcony. That made Taehyung's mind immediately snap back to what had unfolded last night. The fear of being watched as he slept...seeing that dangerous, yet gorgeous looking Cat hybrid, finding out his mate...

"But he's a cat," Taehyung spat in disbelief, running a hand through his hair as his eyebrows scrunched, trying to find some reason as to why the hell his mate was a Cat. Has this happened before? Probably not, and even if it did, it wasn't allowed, he was sure the forbidden couple was killed or separated from each other to avoid fights from cats.