hybrid

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Jimin,

That is the name of his hybrid, he guessed. He wasn't sure for he had only read it on the hybrid's collar. It was engraved on the silver part that is attached to his black collar, written beautifully in a cursive writing.

Jungkook thinks the name fits the hybrid just fine. It sounded cute and adorable just like how the dog just is. It had an innocent kind of feel that suited the midget. Jimin, he found himself pronouncing in his head for like nth time this morning, and he had just came to the conclusion that he likes it— the name, he means.

He glanced at the sleeping dog beside him, his mouth slightly parted and his ears lay flat against his head while his tail dangling lazily on the couch. He remembered when jimin cried yesterday. It was a day filled with nothing but guilt. He had just made the hybrid cry on his first day as jimin's owner. He really do suck in taking care of hybrids, well in general actually.

He was the irresponsible type. He was the selfish and self centered kind of boy. He didn't care about a lot of things as long as it doesn't concern him. He never gave a fuck about anybody besides himself, unless you're kendall jenner then maybe he would. He was always that rude kid that everybody hates and love all at the same time. He likes to keep things all to himself and not care about a single living thing at all.

So having jimin with him was a huge pain in the ass. It's barely just the second day but he was so close to collapsing and kicking the hybrid out. Jungkook hated it when people cry, especially adorable hybrids such as jimin, because aside from it's annoying, he doesn't know shit when it comes to comforting. Instead, he makes things worse and say the opposite of the things he really wanted to say. Yeah, he was that kind of loser.

He sighed, rolling his eyes at the sleeping jimin and reached out for his phone, dialling his bestfriend's number. He impatiently waited before taehyung picked up on the seventh ring, panting as he answered. "W-what do you fucking want, you little dipshit?!" he heard him snap on the other line.

Jungkook shrugged the tone of his voice nonchalantly and told him his situation. "Namjoon got me a hybrid." he said, bitterness laced in his voice. There was silence on the other line before a muffled noise was heard. "What the fuck is happening to you, man?" he asked when he heard taehyung squealed on the other line.

"Yoongi—" he heard him moan, earning a disgusted scowl from jungkook. "Y-yeah, right there baby— ugh!" taehyung cursed.

"What the fuck, man?!" Jungkook gagged, jolting on his seat, unconsciously waking his sleeping hybrid.

"Hold up, kook." He managed to hear taehyung say in between his moans. "I'M ABOUT TO FUCKING CUM!" he yelled so loud that jungkook thinks his eardrums have been blown. He groaned, ending the call as the moans on the other line became louder.

His eyes then snapped to the newly woken up jimin, his hair messy and his eyes still lazy from sleep. Then his gaze travelled down to his fully exposed collarbones, hating the hybrid so much for wearing a very loose shirt. It was then when his phone rang, snapping his gaze from the dog and to his phone.

"Are you done fucking your fox?" He scowled, distaste laced in his voice.

"It's the other way around." Taehyung responded, his voice low like he did not want jungkook to hear at all. He scoffed, suppressing a laugh to escape from his lips because the usual dominant taehyung bottomed and got fucked by his very own hybrid. "S-shut up," Jungkook could imagine taehyung rolling his eyes, his cheeks flushed as he says those words.

"You fucking bottomed!" He burst into fits of laughter. "Kim taehyung fucking bottomed!"

"Yeah, yeah, big deal." He heard taehyung scoffed on the other line.

Jungkook could only chuckle. "I thought hybrids are known for their submissive nature?" he teased. "How are you the one getting fucked?"

"— Yoongi's different." was taehyung's only statement before changing the topic. "You said namjoon got you a hybrid? What kind is she? Is she cute and adorable like my baby yoongi, is she small too? what's her nam—"

"It's a he, tae." Jungkook corrected, feeling slightly embarassed for no apparent reason.

"Oh," was all taehyung could respond, then it was silence. "— but you're bisexual, so it's okay, right?" his bestfriend said after a few moments, breaking the awkward silence forming between them. Jungkook could hear yoongi's raspy voice in the background as he says something to taehyung then followed by a shuffling of sheets before taehyung spoke once again. "Right, jungkook?"

"I don't care, it's not like I'm ever gonna have sex with him or anything." He waved off, the thought of jimin and him just seems so impossible. He's bisexual, yes, but other than make out sessions, he had never actually done it with a guy. "– besides, he's too pure and innocent for such things. Jimin's still a puppy, according to namjoon."

Taehyung gasped, "Then what about heat season?! He can't be left undone!" He could feel the panic in taehyung's voice. His brows creased. Heat season. It was the same thing namjoon warned him about, and now taehyung.

"What is a heat season?" he found himself asking, earning a sigh from taehyung.

"It's a season for all hybrids. It last up to three to four weeks, or in rare cases, three months. It is a season where they feel extreme heat and great lust. They are in their weakest during these times. Unlike human beings when horny, hybrids are fifty times much more, so they will seduce and persuade their masters into doing it no matter what." taehyung explained, making his brows crease into a frown.

"—but what if I don't comply to their needs?"

"Unlike hybrids, we only feel extremely horny. If we're guys, our manhood hardens and girls' gets their pussies wet. But when it comes to hybrids, they feel pain, like something really really painful in their system and a strong desire for release, which is why hybrid owners are instructed to stay with their hybrids through-out the whole season, because if a hybrid fails to have their release, it could lead to their deaths. Your hyrbid could die, jungkook!"

"But what if I send jimin to you so you could fuc—"

"Hybrids are loyal to their masters, jungkook." Taehyung stated. "He would want nobody to touch him but you. But as for Yoongi's case, he wouldn't want to touch anybody but me. Hybrids wouldn't get a hard on if it isn't their masters who'd fuck them or they fuck. And besides, yoongi would kill me if I fuck your dog."

"Damn right, I would!" Jungkook chuckled as he hears yoongi's faint growl in the background, followed by sloppy kisses exchanged from the two. "Heat season is no joke, jungkook." Yoongi said through the phone. "Especially if it's with a dog."

"Why?" Jungkook frowned.

"You wouldn't be able to resist." Yoongi started. "They're known to be very irresistible when in heat. During heat season, they let this certain scent out that lulls human to mate with them. The more you resist, the more you will want it."

"Then fuck my life!" Jungkook groaned, earning chuckles from the other line. They talked for a while until jungkook excused himself and bid his farewells. His eyes dropped to his hybrid, who's now once again slumped on the couch, sleeping. An image of jimin, poorly moaning under him flashed in his mind for a brief moment, his cheeks flushing red as he shook his head and dismissed the thoughts away.

At the same time, jimin moved to face the other way, a soft moan escaping from his lips which made jungkook gulp.

Great, he thought. Just fucking great.