His Kitten

Match-Maker

When you woke up, the cramps you received from your lower back were immediate. You groaned and sat up from the cold, hard surface you had been laying on. Well this was definitely NOT your bedroom. You tried to remember what happened last night as you groggily observed your darkened surroundings. Last night...it was all a blur. You remembered getting out of bed at some point during the night, going down to the kitchen, getting a sandwich, then you heard noises and went to go check them out and then....

Oh no...

That means...

"My sandwich!" You cried frantically feeling around, "Did they at least let me keep the sandwich?!"

The answer was no, much to your dismay. But once your first shock had worn off, you began to worry more about the real problem at hand. Where the hell were you? Your vision had begun to clear so that you could see everything a bit more clearly. You were in a dimly light room that had no windows and appeared to cement walls and iron bars. Were you in..jail? As if on cue, you heard a door open from somewhere down the hall and the sound of rapidly approaching foot steps caught your attention. Three people stood in front of your cell, the central one flanked by the other two, body guards from the looks of them. The one standing center gestured for the body guards to go out, leaving the two of you completely alone.

"What the hell is going on here?" You demanded you eyes remained unwavering from the figure from in front of you. The person was silent for a moment, then walked out without saying a single word.

What?

After a couple minutes, a figure walked back in, but this time, it spoke.

"Y/n!" Squealed the obnoxious voice, "So glad to see you again."

Your eyes narrowed, "Jennie?"

"Ting ting ting," she chuckled, "That's right."

Somewhere a light turned on, temporarily blinding you to which Jennie just snorted. 

"You have been in the dark for a while, huh?"

You were able to open your eyes enough to clearly see Jennie standing there, hands on hips and victorious smile.

"What are you trying to do Jennie?" You hissed trying to intimidate her, which didn't have any effect on the female tiger hybrid.

"Love is a beautiful thing, Y/n. Wouldn't you agree?" Jennie asked with a dreamy expression on her face, "I just love seeing people get together. I don't know about you, about I'm completely obsessed with the wonderful idea of soul mates."

What the fuck is she ranting about?

"I mean," she continued, "I think whole soul mates concept is positively beautiful, but if you ask me there's one teeny weeny flaw. Would you like to know what that is Y/n?"

"You're just going to tell me anyway?" You scoffed, eyeing the hybrid woman closely. She seemed even more off her rocker than last time, however, you were genuinely curious about what she had to say next. 

"Well," Jennie knelt down so that the two of you would be eye level, "Sometimes, people mess up the flow of things. Be that through trickery, or whatever means, I think it's repulsive, mating with someone who isn't your mate."

"I'm glad we have an understanding." You nodded, "I trust this is your psycho way of trying to apologize for humping Taehyung at the party a few weeks ago?"

Jennie frowned, "Still cocky as ever I see. But no, to put it bluntly,  Taehyung mating with you was a mistake. The stars are aligned for our union together, not yours."

Then she smiled, "But don't worry, along with heart breaker, I also play match maker. And I have a lovely man here who I think you'll be rather interested in." She winked.

 "You're future bride is ready to see you! You can come in now!" She called towards the doorway.

I half expected to see someone I know, but what I did see, left me completely shocked.

"Meet Hyung-min," Jennie introduced, "He has served me faithfully since the hybrid uprising and I knew you two would be perfect for each other, for obvious reasons if you couldn't already tell."

Any small minded person would say the same, but you were still shocked over the fact that there in front of you, was another human. 

And as if that wasn't enough.

"I-I know you."

When Taehyung woke up without the comfort of your presence beside him, he naturally assumed you were raiding the kitchen. However, when you didn't come back he began to worry. It was already about 8:30 in the morning meaning breakfast would be ready soon. 

She shouldn't be eating that much before a meal

Taehyung rolled to his side and swung his legs over the side of the bed. That woman was going to be the death of him, yet and still, he didn't mind. He thought back to how lonely and lost he had felt two months ago before he met Y/n and now things had done a complete 360 in his life. He loved her more than anything, despite the fact he could feel the lies she told him. She had yet to tell him the truth as to why she'd been acting so funny, but honestly, as long as she was happy, he didn't mind it too much.

Taehyung was pleasantly surprised when he didn't find his mate stuffing her face in the kitchen. Perhaps she had listened to his advice and decided to go for a walk through the gardens in the morning instead of gorging herself. However, when he didn't find her there, he began to grow worried. Where could she have gone? He asked around among the servants and all denied seeing her that morning. With his heightened senses on red alert and having searched most of the house, one thing became obvious, Y/n was not in the house. Her scent was becoming fainter and fainter, indicating that she hadn't been there for a while. Taehyung tried to calm his racing heart, while also trying to avoid jumping to the very worst conclusions.

Maybe she and Yeri went some where?

Probable, but not likely, Y/n's light scent means she's been gone for a few hours meaning they would have met up in the early hours of the morning when it was still dark out. And if there was anything Taehyung knew about bunny hybrids, it's that they are NOT ones to wake up early. Then, he stopped in his tracks. There was a familiar scent in the air mixing with Y/n's fleeting one. Taehyung recognized it immediately felt his blood boil. They had been friends for so many years it was hard to believe that they might have played such a devious role. He felt hurt, angry, betrayed, and maybe even a little depressed. He was like a brother to Taehyung. In fact he would've been the last person Taehyung would've ever pointed a finger to. 

"Driver, get the car ready!" He demanded storming into the garage.

"Y-Yes sir, where to?"

"The Jeon residence." Taehyung replied gruffly.

"Jungkook, I'm coming for you and you better not have harmed Y/n." 

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