I wake up with someone's face pressed into my chest. I slowly stand, not wanting to wake Jin. Before I can fully stand, He lets out a small whimper.
"Shh. It's okay Jin." I run my hand across his back.
"M-Masters gonna get me Namjoon." He cries. "I don't wanna go!"
"It was just a nightmare Seokjin." I whisper.
"I'm s-sorry." He hiccups.
"It's okay Jinnie." I say. "You must be traumatized. What did he do to you?"
Jin stays silent, staring at the sheets.
"You don't have to tell me until you're ready." I say.
"I was a toy to him." He whispers. "He and his son would...rape me. When they were finished, they'd chain me up and beat me."
"I won't let you go back with that horrible man. The next time I see him, I'll beat him." I cradle Jin in my arms.
"W-Why are you being so nice to me? We just met yesterday." He asks.
"I don't know. But I feel a strong urge to keep you safe. I feel close to you." I say.
"I-I like being close to you. You're warm, and you smell nice." Jin mumbles. I reach up and rub his head. He purrs, nuzzling his face into my stomach.
"Let's get up. We have to buy you some things if you're going to be staying here." I hand him some of my clothes and leave the room. He comes out with a pout on his face.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"My tail feels weird." He pouts. "And my body hurts."
"We can cut a hole in the pants, and I could carry you if you'd like." I offer. I free his tail from the jeans, and lift him onto my back.
"The mall is a 5 minute walk." I say. "So we won't take the car."
We leave the house, Jin clinging to my back as we go. When we get to the mall, I set him down.
"Where do you want to go?" I ask. He shrugs, but I see him looking at a women's clothing store.
"You want to go in there?" I ask. He blushes, and shakes his head. "We're going anyway. Come on."
I take his hand and lead him into the store. "Pick Whatever you'd like."
"N-No." He mumbles. I smile at his shyness.
"Then I'll pick for you." I grab a few clothes off of the racks. "Go try them on."
He hesitantly takes the clothes and rushes away. He comes back 5 minutes later.
"I look weird." He mumbles.
"No you don't. You look beautiful." I grin. And he does.
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He tries on the second outfit as well.
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"Th-Thank you Namjoon." He blushes. He runs away to change back into my clothes.
"Now we'll stop and get you some men's clothing as well. That way you'll have some if you want." I say.
*30 Minutes Later*
"I'll be back. I have to go to the bathroom." Jin mumbles.
"I'll wait right here." I set the bags on a bench. "Try not to take too long, Okay?"
He nods before running off. I sit down, pulling out my phone and playing a stupid game while I wait.
"Namjoon-ah!" Someone shouts. I snap my head toward the voice. Seokjin is being dragged away my a man.
"Seokjin!" I run after him. When I reach them, I punch the man across the face.
"What the hell asshole?!" The man exclaims. He tried to punch me back, but I knew him in the groin. His grip on Jin loosens, and I manage to pull him away.
"Don't touch him." I sneer.
"He's my hybrid!" The man exclaims, gripping Jin's arm. Jin whimpers in pain.
"Not anymore. Get your filthy hands off of him right now. He's mine." I scowl.
"I don't see a collar." The man grins evilly, pulling Seokjin toward him.
"J-Joonie help me please." He sobs.
"He doesn't need a collar. He's not something you can own. Now let him go before I call the police."
The man lets Seokjin go and sprints away.
"It's okay baby. He's gone now." I hold Jin to my chest. He sobs into my shoulder, his hands gripping onto my shirt like his life depends on it. "I'm sorry sweetheart. I should've went with you."
I lift him up and grab our bags. Instead of walking home, I call a cab.
"H-He was g-gonna..." Jin cries.
"I know love. But I didn't let him. You're safe now." I whisper. I carry him into the house, dripping the bags on the floor and walking into my room.
"D-Don't l-leave me please." He hiccups. I lie next to him on the bed, cradling him to my body.
