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(This is over 4,300 words I spent so much time and energy on this :') )
Kim Seokjin:
Your jacket was nearly blowing off of your body and you had to wrap it tightly around yourself as you hurried down the street. A thunderstorm was coming and you wanted to make it home before it began. Your eyes were focused on your feet as you scurried down the street, but you wished you'd been paying attention to the road in front of you as you bumped into someone. The both of you were knocked onto your bums, landing hard on the pavement. You cried out in pain and you heard a whimper from the man in front of you as he scrambled to his feet. He offered you a hand, keeping his head down and his hood tight to his head.
"I'm so sorry miss, I swear I didn't mean to knock you over. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, it's okay, don't worry." You took his hand, feeling how freezing cold his skin was. You only now noticed the tattered hoodie on his body, accompanied with sweatpants that were torn and dirty.
"Uhm, sir, are you okay? I don't, your clothes- I..." You had no idea how to finish that sentence politely.
"Yes. I'm fine. Goodbye miss." He tried to scurry off past you but you grabbed his hand back, yanking him towards you. His hood slid off of his head, exposing the brown cat ears perched on it, nestled in his hair. It all made sense now, his worn appearance and his nervous nature.
"Oh.."
He tried to tug his hand out of yours but you held on with both of yours, "I'm not going to hurt you sir. I promise, I'm here to help. Do you have anywhere to stay for the night? The storm is almost here, and I don't think I can just leave you here."
"I'm okay miss, please, trust me." He still refused to look you in the eye, instead staring at the toes of his shoes which were dotted with rips.
"Please, my name is Y/N."
"Miss Y/N. I'm Seokjin." He corrected himself, secretly loving the warmth that flowed from your hands into his.
"Seokjin, do you have anywhere to go for the night?"
"No Ma'am. But it's okay, don't worry."
"No, come with me, please? It would kill me to just leave you here, it's not safe out here."
"I.."
"Please?"
"Okay."
Min Yoongi:
You stepped into the hybrid adoption center, staring shyly at the different hybrids through the glass doors. The dog hybrids, you could tell from the ears and tail, gathered around the glass, enthusiastically waving at you. You sent them a small wave back, stepping towards the door to the room when the employee behind the counter urged you forwards.
The swarm of dog hybrids followed you to the door, crowding around the frame until you opened it. You were pulled inside the room, hands resting on your waist, your shoulders, your back, everywhere they could get a grip on you.
You could barely see out of the crowd that you were enveloped in, smiling at each of the hybrids in turn and wiggling your way out into the room. True to their puppy nature, they followed behind you, each one grasping at your hand, or asking questions that made your head spin.
"What's your name? Where are you from? Are you an only child? Do you already have a hybrid?"
"Are you going to adopt one of us?"
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