The Anatomy Of A Hybrid

1.| Holiday House |

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"For the Break?"

Yoongi nods, proceeding to pack his bags. Jimin sways his head back, sighing in defeat.

"Give me 30 Minutes, I need to pack."

The two were about to head down to the holiday house that Yoongi's parents owned, Yoongi needed the peace and quiet atmosphere of the forest that surrounded it to help him study.

Jimin began packing his bags, making sure to bring his art supplies knowing that the scenery there was worth it.

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"Enjoy your flight." A painted smile, welcomed the two boys as they entered the cabin, finding their seats, falling into the cushioned chair, throwing their heads back in exhaustion, (they almost missed their flight) "we made it" Jimin heaved smiling at his friend besides him. Yoongi nodded, before taking out a book.

"What you reading?" Jimin asked as he brought out his sketch book.

"It's about the human anatomy." He mumbles out. Jimin stifles a laugh, the boy was always studying, Jimin looked up to him because of that.

"What you drawing?" Resting his chin in the crook of his friends neck he peeks at the layout of the sketch.

Jimin laughs cutely at his actions. "An Alaskan Wolf." He exclaims, Yoongi gave him a quick 'oooh' in reply returning to his book.

The trip stretched long but with in a few hours they were settled on the ground once again, In the beautiful country of Canada.

The cool crisp air whipped past the two, bustling people all around them, they climbed in the rented car, and set off to the house in the woods.

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Plants peeked through the crevices of the old winding stone path, which led directly to the magnificent structure. The mansion loomed proudly behind polished iron gates, flanked by rows of plush trees crowned in crimson, swaying gently to the chilly autumn wind. At its threshold stood the delicate marble fountain, the soft gurgling of the clear water melodic as it resonated in the surrounding silence.

The car swept around the fountain, coming to a halt at the foot of the large house.

"Holy shit! This place hasn't changed since we were 10!" Jimin gaped at the nostalgic house, quickly rushing through the dark wood doors, racing through the house to the garden at the back.

On the verandah were plants that reached up past the cedar railings and branched out gleefully into the sun, enjoying their fair-weather home.

Yoongi following his friend, sliding his hands into his trouser pockets as he swooned over the beautiful pristine blue lake near the foot of the garden. Tall pine trees sprawled into the distance, piercing into the sky.

"I still can't believe your parents inherited this place, i mean its huge!" Jimin yelled, Yoongi nodded in agreement also at shock.

"So when're your folks arriving?" The clueless boy asks, heading back to the car retrieving their bags. "They're not, just you and I this time." Yoongi exclaims taking the luggage up the stairs.

Jimin hums in reply, a little unknown blush crept onto his cheeks, they were going to be alone for a whole month.

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The two had packed and now both curled in blankets situated on the couch watching a movie. A sudden wave of nausea hit Jimin, the sick feeling spiralling through out his body, he quickly ran to the bathroom, falling to his knees before throwing up. His stomach clenching and churned in pain, head in a daze and sight a complete blur. His friend rushed after the boy. Panic evident "Jimin!? What's wrong? are you alright?!" He rubbed circles into his back soothingly, trying his best to analyze the situation.