BTS & TXT Imagines & Oneshots

Yoongi - Love-love

-: Love-love :-

Hybrid! Sick! Yoongi x Owner! Reader

BTS Hybrid AU

Warning:
Mentions of NamJin and VHope. Don't read it if you don't like it.

Words: 1.1k

Summary:
In a world where hybrids exist, you own a cat hybrid named Yoongi. But do you love him, or love-love him?

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"I am so sorry, but I really have to go!" I said hurriedly as I gathered my stuff from my desk and stuffed it inside my purse. My coworker just smiled.

"It's okay, I understand," Namjoon said with a reassuring face. "When my hybrid gets sick, you do my work too. So it's okay. This is payback."

I gave him a quick thankful smile before rushing out of our office.

It was 5:00 in the evening and my neighbour and friend Hoseok had texted me that my cat hybrid, Yoongi, was not responding when he went to check up on him.

I was worried, as he hadn't looked so good in the morning either. I reached home faster than ever and rang the doorbell.

I waited for a whole minute, my foot tapping impatiently as I waited. I heard shuffling inside and the door opened to reveal a very red Yoongi.

He was sweating and looked tired. My motherly instincts kicked in as I ran inside and dropped my purse on the couch before calling the hybrid doctor, Namjoon's boyfriend, Jin.

"Jin? Please- Oh, he told you? So sweet of him! Please come soon as possible! Thank you!"

I quickly grabbed Yoongi and dragged him inside. I forced him flat on the bed as he tried to protest.

"(Y/n), I'm fine!" He said heavily. I shook my head sadly.

"Yoongi, stop lying," I said softly, as I pulled out a napkin (towel) from my closet. I sat next to him and started to dry off his sweat. "You always act so tough and cold... You know I am there for you! It hurts seeing you in pain, but I would rather you tell me about it so that I can help than you hiding it from me!"

Tears stinged my eyes but I just shook my head and continued to rub him. He was silent for a second.

"I'm sorry," he murmured. "I didn't want to trouble you with my incapabilities."

I stopped drying him and cupped his cheeks.

"Yoongles, nobody is perfect," I told him softly. "I love you just the way you are, with all your flaws. So don't hide them from me. You will never be a burden to me."

I gave him a small kiss on the forehead. He flushed and just smiled at me. I gave him a big smile. The bell rang. Jin was here.

I let him in and Jin immediately checked up on Yoongi. He gave me some medicines, that he thankfully had at the time.

"Twice a day, after lunch and dinner," he said to me. "Put some wet cloth and give him soup or something."

"Alright, thank you so much, Jin," I felt grateful to him. "I am glad that I have such amazing friends."

He just gave me a smile and then he left. I immediately poured some cold water in a bowl and dipped in a towel. I placed the towel on Yoongi's head, who was fast asleep.

I smiled at the cute sight. His white tail lied limp on the bed, lookin soft and fluffy. He refused to let me touch it, and I respected that, although I really wanted to touch it. I raked my hand through his damp hair and caressed his fluffy ears.

He twitched a little at the contact but only shifted in his sleep. I went in the kitchen to cook his some soup.

I checked the time. It was nearly 6:30. I quickly started cutting vegetables and some fish to put in his soup.

•••

I quietly entered the room and placed the bowl by the bedside. I had made frequent visits to change his towels and he looked a bit better now. I shook him lightly.

"Yoongi, wake up," I said gently. "Eat your dinner so you can take your medicine."

He groaned but woke up nonetheless. I sat him upright and started feeding him the soup. I blushed as the moment felt a bit... intimate, but pushed the thoughts out of my mind.

'He is sick!' I reminded myself. When he was done, I kept the bowl in the sink and came back with his medicine. He was sitting in the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"Yoongi, love, take your medicine," I told him as I filled the glass of water beside him. I dropped the pills in his hand and handed him the glass. He gulped them down.

"Hey (y/n)?"

"Yes, Yoongi?" I placed the glass beside him again.

"I, You know I really love you, right?" He asked. I blinked. Yoongi never really said it out loud; I just knew it. I smiled at him softly. I kissed him on both the cheeks.

"Of course I do," I said. He looked flustered at my actions, but instead of pushing me away as usual, he just grinned. "And I love you too, my Yoongles."

"Do you love-love me, or do you love me?" He asked. I became red.

"L- Love-love?"I stuttered. He tilted his head innocently.

"I heard Taehyung and Hoseok yesterday," he said to me. "Hoseok told him he love-loved him. So I wondered if you love-love me too?"

I sighed. Then I cupped his left cheek and gave him a look that spoke everything.

"I do, Yoongi," I felt my heart beat faster at those words. "And even if you act like you don't care, I know that you love me deep down as well. So stope feeling that you are not enough. Because you are more than enough."

He looked troubled.

"But I am a hybrid, and you're not!"

"Yoongi, that never mattered to Hoseok and Taehyung! And it doesn't matter to me either! I love you beyond anything, and I don't do half love. When I love, I will love every single bit and piece of you."

He flushed but I could see the drowsiness in his eyes. The medicines were taking effect.

"C'mon, you should rest now," I laid him down again. "I'm taking tomorrow off so that I can nurse you back to health."

He looked like he wanted to protest but I just glared at him. So he shut up and fell asleep the next minute.

I switched off the light and went to his room. I climbed into his bed. It smelled like him. I smiled into the scent and buried myself under the covers.

It was going to be a good night.

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The End