call me home. ⚂ taegi

s e v e n !

Yoongi awakened around 11:50 PM, just before it hit noon. The man had already showered, got dressed, ate, and headed down to the hospital floor. His arm freshly bandaged.
He saw Jimin pass by the hospital floor with his hybrid, but was too lazy to catch up to him.

"May I get the hybrid list from last night?" He asks the front desk of the medic floor

"Rescuer ID, please." The receptionist says, looking up at the man.

Yoongi does so, sliding his card toward her. Watching her input his ID code into a safe just under the desk, and soon receiving a small folder. She hands it over to him with his ID and closes the safe shut. "Some of them are identifiable, but not all of them. You'll see them as ID numbers, but some have names.

"... I'm looking for a Rottweiler hybrid," Yoongi says, "A boy, one the nurses had a hard time relaxing."

"Ah, him," She sighs. "He should be the last file, I'm not sure which room he is currently. They move him every five hours. I think the file was updated recently, so he should still be in that room."

"Thanks," Yoongi says, rummaging through all the papers till he saw he familiar descriptions.

NAME: HYBRID 9-95

GENETICS: ROTTWEILER

AGE: UNIDENTIFIABLE

ROOM: 567

HOSTILE HYBRID. YET TO BE DIAGNOSED.

Yoongi slides back the files, and with his ID back in his wallet: he walks to the destination. The floor has quiet down compared to the noise from the night before. His footsteps could be heard.

He slips past a couple closed curtains till he made it to the patient room with the room number 567. Sliding the curtain quietly to see the doctor typing away on the computer, she looks up. "Oh, this room isn't accessible to rescuers today, Min. You'll have to go further down the hall for the rescuer medics."

"I know, Ms. Joy." Yoongi nods, "... I just wanted to check up on the hybrid."

"This hybrid?" Joy asks, "... Are you the rescuer who got him in?"

"Yeah," The man says, "Can I come in?"

"Sure," She nods, waving her hand to the chair beside the bed. "Don't worry, he's on some anesthesia. He won't wake up anytime soon."

Yoongi sat beside the sleeping hybrid, looking over at the boy who seemed at peace once more.

The boy had chocolate hair, and a youthful face with a mole on his nose. It wasn't noticeable under all the blood and dirt from before. He's a boy.

"As you know, hybrid health is confidential unless you are a rescuer, filing as a foster, or adopting to be aware of health concerns for the patient," Joy hums, resting her elbows against the sides of the keyboards. "What's your reason?"

"Just want to check up on him as a rescuer," Yoongi shrugs. "... He just seemed really stressed out."

Joy nods slightly. "Okay, well..." She crosses her arms, and walks over to the man.

"The boy has an ear infection in his right ear, and his other ear is damaged. We believe he isn't able to hear through his left ear, we inspected it and it looks like it's been bit off during a fight. His neck is swollen from some material that seemed to suffocate him, but it'll go down with time. He'll just need to wear a neck brace to prevent him from scratching it. Everything else is just some bruises, cuts, and scratches. His tail is short, but it's probably because his owner cut it off. It's usual for fighter hybrids to have cut tails, it's considered a disadvantage in the fighting rings."

She pulls out another chair beside Yoongi, and sits down. "Do you by any chance know his education level? Most hybrids the group took in can talk but cant read or write. Does he speak?"

Yoongi shrugs. "... He only spoke a couple words to me," he says. "I don't really know."

"We won't be able to help him be transferred into the shelter dorms unless we know who he is," Joy sighs softly, "... We can't transfer him if he continues to be violent either. The hybrids will be terrified of him."

"... Did you at least get an age?" Yoongi places a hand on the hybrid's covered leg, giving it a soft squeeze of reassurance. "Any identification?"

"We can't get a name out of him if he stays hostile," The doctor shakes her head, "We believe he's around the age of eighteen. We took a DNA test on him and it looks like the genetics past down from his mother are the rottweiler chromosomes. His mother was a hybrid, and his father was probably an owner."

"We tried getting his mother's identification, but I don't believe she's in the system," Joy sighs, "And when we searched for his father's files, he passed away in 2003."

Yoongi looked back at the sleeping hybrid in sympathy, leaning over to brush his overgrown hair out of his sleeping face.

"... The doctors saw you take him into the flor last night," Joy cups her hands, and takes a deep breath. "... We were thinking that you should foster him for the time being. He's not stable enough to be around other hybrids, but maybe... Maybe around..."

Yoongi sighs.

"Maybe around me?"

[unedited]