Hobi POV
We were shocked to see the condition in which our baby boy lived in for so long. They went through outrageous precautions just so they don't get caught.
I could tell (Y/n) was trying to avoid looking at his baby sister's stuff. It was heartbreaking, knowing those things belonged to an innocent girl who's life was taken simply because she's human.
We were walking back home in silence. I can't help but notice the strange abnormalities in (Y/n)'s persona. He seemed still and anxious. His hands were stuffed in the pocket if his hoodie.
He was clenching his teeth behind the mask, and I caught glimpse of the locket around his neck. He didn't have that before
I then realized it was from Enika. It wa rather large, with a lot of pastels and glitter. In sloppy, child's handwriting it read 'My Hero, Oppa (N/n)!' with lots of hearts. My heart!
I was worried, he seemed really off and it scared me. His aura is dark and antsy. I walked closer to him and tried to give him some peace. He most likely doesn't realize it, but being closer to your mate calms you down.
My other mates noticed this and saw the change in (y/n)'s personality, walking closer to him as well.
When we got home, our baby asked where the bathroom was. We gave him directions and let him go.
"Something isn't right. Baby boy isn't acting right..." Joonie stated and we nodded
Suddenly, my thighs started to burn. It was if it was cut....
Everyone else felt it to. Wait he was holding onto something when we were walking... was he holding onto a blade?!
The pain switched to our hips and we all turned to run to the bathroom. We banged on the door, begging him to let us in
He just said he was using the toilet and that he was fine. His voice was shaky, and I could practically feel the anxiety he had.
We stepped back as Namjoon kicked the door down. I think this is the only time I'm happy he has a gift for breaking things
(Y/n) was trying to run but we enveloped him in a hug. The maknaes were beginning to cry and we kept repeating the question '(Y/n) wae?' There was small drops of blood on the floor. And there were bloodied spots on his jeans that were growing larger and larger as time passed.
We pulled him out of the bathroom, but Yoongi stayed to find the blade our precious baby boy used.
We brought him to Jin's room and the said male tried to take off (Y/n)'s pants so we could clean the wounds, but he screamed and pushed him away.
"(Y/n) let us take care of your wounds. Stop fighting us" Yoongi demanded as he came back in, his face sad as he held up the pocket knife.
All of our ears were droopy with our tails tucked between our legs(if we could...Kookie and Jin's tails are to stubby for that)
His legs were covered with blood, and Jin and Kookie went to work to clean them. Poor bunny was devastated, he really just wants to make his baby happy. After the blood was gone, we saw the insane amount of scars that littered his thighs. There were too many to count. Some were deeper than the others. Some were obviously more recent than others.
I saw a few 7s carved into his thighs as well, strange. 'I'm fine' was carved deeply, but those scars were mostly faded.
They bandaged the cuts, and we gave him some sweatpants to wear so he didn't aggravate the sensitive areas.
He curled up in a ball on the bed, shaking, refusing to look at us.
"Baby boy, what do you think you're doing?" Yoongi hyung asked. He was pissed. His ears were upright in a threatening manner and his tail was swinging side to side, snapping like a whip every now and then. He was furious (Y/n) was doing this to himself
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Seven (Bts x male little reader)
FanfictionIn this world, humans are the rare beings. They are seen as evil. They are made out as killers. The government issued a law saying any human found must be killed. Even if they are mated to a hybrid, they can't live. That's where (Y/n) has difficult...