Thank You. MinJoon

Chapter One

Jimin's Point Of View.

I tugged my hood over my head, covering my ears. I watched as people ate at a familiar Cafe that I used to go to before the government turned against hybrids, when I was around six or seven years old. The Cafe was called Seoul Sweets Cafe. I put my hand in my pocket,  searching for money. I pulled out several dollars. (I don't know how to convert this into won)  Six dollars.. That's all I have left? I'm going to have to resort to stealing soon..

I sigh. Hopefully it isn't expensive.. This is the only food place that's open at this hour.. I walked into the Cafe. I look at the menu. It's.. It's kind of expensive.. "Hello Sir! What would you like to order?" The woman asked me with a smile. I read over the sweets they had on the menu. "M-May I-I have S-Songpyeon (Image 1), Omija Tea (Image 2), and H-Hotteok (Image 3) p-please?"

"What would you like for the filling in the hotteok?" She asked. I thought about it for a moment. "B-Brown sugar, h-honey, p-peanuts, and c-cinnamon. P-Please." "Sure thing sweetie! Your total is 5.98." "O-Okay." I replied handing her my six dollars. "Two cents is your change! Please look for your number on the monitor." She said, whilst pointing at it. 

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I planned on rationing the songyeon throughout a couple days. I sat in an empty seat then looked at my receipt. Number 665. Hm. I wonder who got number 666.. "Numbers 665 and 666!" A man called out. I walked towards the counter to pick up my order. "Oh! I'm sorry. Here. This is yours." A man started then paused, handing me a bag that I assumed had my food in it. Then he continued "I'm just in a rush.. I'm sorry." The silver haired man apologized. "It.. It's O-Okay." I replied slowly, being careful of my pronunciation.

I picked up my to-go cup of my tea then walked towards the seat I had sat down at. I saw that several men had taken it, making me frown. Well it wasn't really my seat to begin with. I turn to see another table that was empty, but it was next to them. I sat down and put my stuff down. My stomach growled. The second I took out the hotteok, I cut it into several squares. (Not sure how you're supposed to eat it, but I decided to just play this out like you normally would eat a pancake.) "Look at the way he eats, hyung.. How can he not be a hybrid? Did you hear the way he speaks too?" I heard a voice in front of me whisper. 

I put my plastic fork and knife down and look up at the man who was looking at me. He immediately turned around. The man he was talking to said, "Sir, I'm sorry for my friend here, he makes false accusations about people all the time. Sometimes he's right, sometimes he isn't." I say a small, "I-It's Okay." And attempt to return to eating. I found it quite difficult with him watching me. I wanted to tell him to stop looking at me but I didn't want to disrespect him or cause a ruckus.

 I took a small sip of my omija tea. It tasted delicious. "See? Any normal person would tell us to stop looking at them." I heard him whisper something into the other man's ear. When I heard loud footsteps my head shot up. I looked past them and I saw the hybrid hunters. Oh No.. I gulp. I slump down in my seat. I heard them ask about me. "No, i haven't seen the hybrid you're looking for, my apologies, sir." The woman that served me replied. "Well then have you seen a man that looks like this?" the other hybrid hunter questioned. When she looked at it, she looked at me. I immediately  put my food into the food bag it came in.

I stood up and turned around. "SEE! I TOLD YOU HYUNG!" The man that had a theory I was a hybrid yelled, earning the attention of the hybrid hunters. I attempted to speed walk away, but a man dressed in black stood in front of the door. I bumped into someone in an attempt to get away from the Hybrid hunters, but I was grabbed by the wrist. "You're coming with us whether you like it or not." the hybrid hunter snapped at me. When he was about to pull me away, the person i bumped into said, "He isn't going anywhere. He's mine." I looked up and sure enough it was the man that had the order number 666. "He is? Where is his collar then?" 

"We were taking a walk outside a few days ago and I had forgotten to put it on him. Something spooked him and he ran off." The man replied. "Hm.. Alright. Make sure he doesn't walk around without a collar again or else he will forcibly be taken away from you." The hybrid hunter said, earning a nod in response from the man who defended me. When they were out of earshot, I said to the man, "T-Thank y-you." "You're welcome.. It's not safe out here without a master for a hybrid. Let me be your master and I'll give you a place to stay, food, clothes, and anything else you want if you come with me and be my  hybrid." "I-I.. R-Really? O-Okay." I replied with a grin. 

"When I say my hybrid you are mine only. You are to obey me. Disobey me and there will be consequences. Obey me and be a good boy, you will be rewarded. Do you understand?" He asked me. "Y-Yes s-sir." I replied. "Alright. Come. You should finish your food before we go. Also, my name is Namjoon. You can call me master or daddy when it's just you and me alright? What's your name?" "O-Okay. I-It's J-Jimin. P-Park Jimin." He murmured something i didn't hear and pulled my hood down and ran his fingers through my hair. He rubbed behind my cat ears gently earning soft purrs from me. "No need to wear this hood over your head anymore, Jiminie." He whispered. 

"Follow me." I looked up him hesitantly and asked shyly, "C-Can.. C-Can w-we hold h-hands?" "Yes." He replied and held my free hand, gently tugging me along. When I saw the table he was walking towards, I starred at the men sitting at the table. Sure enough, it was the men that I had talked to and three other men. "Hyung? Who's that?" A man with black hair asked. "Ah! That's the hybrid!" The man that theorized i was a hybrid exclaimed. I flattened my ears in fear that he was going to yell. From what I observed, he seems like a loud person.