hybrid

ten

jungkook couldn't help but smile at his irrefutably adorable hybrid who has been pinning himself locked on his side ever since they step foot out on the streets. "my car's broken and i'm broke as fuck to buy a new one so why don't we just walk." he tells the dog, causing for jimin to cling on to his arm like a koala. "– they say walks are romantic anyways." he whispers in the hybrid's ears, earning an arrogant smirk to appear on his lips upon witnessing jimin's crimson cheeks and red ears.

when will jimin ever be not adorable?

he could smell himself on jimin and for some reasons, he could feel a stir in his stomach, hands snaking down the hybrid's waist to further pull him closer towards him. jungkook never once dreamt of loving and getting addicted to his own scent. but fuck it, jimin just feels so cuddly that jungkook just wants nothing but to smother jimin with hugs and kisses.

"are you tired?" he asks after a couple of turns and rounds, spotting the small beads of sweat forming in the sides of jimin's face and neck. the hybrid looked away from ahead and looked up at him, his adorable eyes gazing at him like the sun shines out of his ass. jimin smiled, shaking his head, indicating no.

they passed by many buildings, more turns and rounding the corner, passed through people after people and even other hybrid as well. arriving at the nearest mall from jungkook's shitty apartment after an hour because jimin had been so excited upon meeting a fellow dog hybrid on the way which took jungkook a good twenty minutes to grab jimin off the other dog.

jimin kept on tugging on jungkook's sleeves, a small pout on his beautiful lips and a frown etched on his eyebrows, indicating that he wants to go back to play with his fellow dog hybrid who 'til now, jungkook had no idea what that dog's name was.

was it boomboom or Uvuvwevwevwe Onyetenyevwe Ugwemuhwem Osas,

jungkook doesn't give a fuck.

"no, jimin." he groans. "we barely know lamblamb. besides we need to go shopping. you need new clothes." he said in an irritated tone, rolling his eyes.

how could jimin choose lamblamb and his coconut head excuse of an owner over him?

"bambam," jimin spoke, his tone sad and defeated as he tugs on jungkook's sleeves one more time. "h-he...sanctuary...friend." he sniffs, eyes close to tears.

jungkook couldn't help but feel soft, sighing as he pinches the bridge of his nose, pulling jimin to his chest. "okay fine, we can hangout with that lamblamb or whatever his name was." upon hearing this, jimin looked up, tears cascading down his cheeks but a small smile gracing his lips. "but after we have go shopping, okay?" he added.

jimin smiles, eyes disappearing as he tiptoes to plant a soft kiss on his master's nose. "jimin grateful." he says. jungkook could only chuckle at jimin's broken sentences, leaning down to nuzzle his nose against jimin.

"c'mon, we're going shopping."

having a really handsome hybrid makes everything easy for jungkook. because unlike others, everything pretty much suits jimin. jungkook swore he wears skirts better than any girl he knows or sees. jimin is indeed ethereal– so beautiful and so pretty.

he couldn't help hit bite his lip the moment the door to the dressing room opened and revealed his hybrid, wearing a white crop top that ends just centimetres below his chest and a short ass skirt that reveals almost everything if ever jimin bends.

jimin stared at him expectantly, hands trying to cover his baby tummy as if he's shy and embarrassed. jungkook reassures him with a smile, pushing himself off his seat to walk closer towards his hybrid. "you look stunning, baby." he whispers, making jimin flushed, his cheeks turning to a shade of rosy pink as he looks away.