"You Promise?" He asks.
Yoongi smiles. Entwining his pinky with Jimin's, he softly replies "I Promise."
~
One week later
The soft morning light streaming through Jimin's window is the first thing he registers when he opens his eyes.
The second is that he's in his bed, which is strange because he could have sworn he'd fallen asleep on the sofa last night, watching that movie with Yoongi...
He brushes off the confusion, assuming he must have woken up and trudged up to his room at some point in the night. A warm shower is what he needs to wake up.
Jimin takes his time in the shower, knowing that he has nowhere to be today. He hums softly as he massages the shampoo into his scalp.
Afterwards, Jimin gets dressed and part-towel dries his hair before a delicious scent catches his attention, and he decides the rest can air dry. The sweet smell leads him to the kitchen, where he finds Yoongi, plating up cinnamon french toast.
Jimin's eyes widen at the delicious treat. "Hyung, you made breakfast?"
"Yeah. Well actually it's almost lunchtime, so brunch." Yoongi places both plates at the table and sits.
Jimin joins him, and smiles. "I didn't have you pegged as a cinnamon french toast kinda guy."
"Well Jimin, I wasn't sure what to make us, and I figured who doesn't like french toast?"
Before Jimin can reply, Yoongi continues looking amused.
"Also, I figured something out..."
Jimin's brow furrows. "What do you mean?"
"Your scent. You smell like cinnamon as well as apples. I think I'm getting the hang of this whole hybrid thing." Yoongi leans back in his chair as he takes a bite of the toast. There's something almost smug in the way he chews, but not enough to be annoying.
Jimin hums and nods gently. "Okay, so I smell like apples and cinnamon but what else?" Jimin's tail flicks by his side.
At this, Yoongi's ears twitch and he scrunches his nose, seemingly frustrated. "You see... I know what it is. I can recognise it as your scent, but I have no idea what it's called. It's something floral."
Jimin nods, smiling crookedly. Some small part of his is pleased by Yoongi's frustration, it shows that he's been thinking about him, trying to figure out the puzzle. "That's true, it's floral. Let me know when You've figured it out." Jimin's eyes scream of mischief as he casually pops a piece of french toast in his mouth.
"Yah! Aren't you going to tell me? I know what it is, but it's not something I've ever smelled before. How am I meant to to name that?"
Jimin pouts feigning innocence. "But it's no fun if I tell you Hyung."
Yoongi chuckles, and takes another bite of toast. "What's in it for me though?"
Jimin tilts his head thoughtfully, the conversation is veering in a strange direction. "You want a reward?"
Yoongi shrugs. "If I have to go through all this hassle to figure it out, maybe I should get one."
Jimin bites back a grin. "You'll have refined control over your senses, what's more rewarding than that?"
Taken by surprise at Jimin's retort, Yoongi laughs. "No need to be a smart arse about it. I was just joking." He replies amusedly.
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Bitten | Yoonmin Hybrid Story
Fanfiction"Namjoon, you mind telling me why I have freaking cat ears and a tail before I freak the fuck out?" ~ After a kind day at the studio, all Yoongi had wanted to do was go home and get some sleep. Was that too much to ask? However, when he finds a boy...
