Stranger No Danger

oneshot

In celebration of his new promotion, Yoongi indulges himself in some cooking. He lives alone in his apartment, excluding the random barge-in his friends do occasionally.

He's comfortable in his thin shirt and shorts in the summer heat that is prepared to melt his brain.

He's swaying to ballad songs in the kitchen as his pot boils the vegetable stew when there's a series of loud, urgent knocks disturbing his calm home.

Must be one of his friends, coming to eat all his food with the excuse of congratulating him.

"The door is unlocked" he yells as he throws away the scraps.

The knocking stops and the handle turns.

There's a satisfied hum coming from the other side of the kitchen, from the hallway leading to where Yoongi is.

Yoongi furrows his brows. That doesn't sound like Jimin nor Jungkook.

He washes his hand and takes careful steps to peep from behind the wall.

That's a... tiger hybrid in his living room, sniffing around and inspecting his shelves in the most obvious manner.

So cute.

Yoongi shakes his head. Still a stranger! He tells his mind.

"Wrong apartment," he says and chuckles nervously.

The hybrid turns. Gosh, he's taller than Yoongi. And handsome. Wrong. Ethereal.

He's never seen a hybrid that is prettier. Brown eyes that glow in a different light when they land on Yoongi, lips that form into a natural pout, and eyes doe and so, so pretty.

Yoongi stands there, stunned to silence, scanning the hybrid up and down with his eyes, his mouth a bit hung open embarrassingly.

When his eyes land on the mop of the hybrid's hair, the black fur twitches and Yoongi sees the white spots on them.

"It's the right apartment." The hybrid states, inspecting the room further until his feet carry him to the kitchen.

His nose scrunches as he sniffs the air while he walks around. Yoongi dumbly follows behind, eyes devoid of any shame as it falls on the swishing tail after numerous attempts to force his eyes away.

"I'm your new neighbor. Hi," the guy says, turning to face him suddenly.

Yoongi's heart skips a beat. "Ah... I'm Yoongi"

"I'm Taehyung," the other says with a wide smile stretching over his gorgeous face.

"What are you looking for?"

"This smell. Kinda vanilla and lavender."

Yoongi tilts his head. "I'm making gochujang jjigae"

"Ah then not the kitchen" Taehyung says and exits the kitchen. Yoongi follows, now curious.

Taehyung suddenly runs away from Yoongi, startling him.

"Wha-" and he doesn't get to finish as Taehyung runs right into him, stopping close by.

He sniffs again. "It's you. Vanilla and lavender" Taehyung smiles.

This is all so weird but Yoongi's heart thinks it's having a k-drama moment and starts beating loudly.

"Huh?" He manages to ask. "I don't even use that body lotion"

"I'm a hybrid hyung. I have a sensitive nose and can smell human scents that you can't". And God, he's all smiles all the time. It's kind of melting Yoongi's brain, more than the heat wave.

Just like his friends, Taehyung stays for lunch without asking and the rest can be easily guessed. He's ringing the doorbell, pounding on the door, and even opening it directly sometimes everyday. Yoongi's apartment is not lived alone anymore.

There's always this one particular tiger hybrid, swishing his tail to get his way with everything.

He's immediately friends with Jungkook and Jimin, who are unfortunately Yoongi's coworkers too. So he has to deal with all the teasing when Taehyung isn't around.

They aren't better behaved when Taehyung is around though. They tease about how Yoongi has turned into a marshmallow under Taehyung's cuddles and clinginess. Teasing when they catch them staring at each other at the dinner table, also when Yoongi keeps staring at his phone for new messages or cute selfies, or when he stops by a store to get Taehyung yet another plushie to remember him by when he works overtime in the office.

He doesn't mind all the teasing as long as Taehyung is flopped on top of him, bodies pressed together on the couch as he barely concentrates on the film the four are watching.