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Taehyung felt the gentle slip of his silk robe falling off his pale shoulder; his skin once golden like the afternoon sunset glazed over the grass abyss we call earth.
His bottom still rested on the padded hospital bed as his slender fingers slowly pulled his robe back up (given to him by Jimin), overgrown nails skimming his soft skin passing by a couple of moles imprinted on his body.
He looked down at his feet wrapped in white bandage to protect them from further infection.
His black tail swayed in boredom as he waited for Jimin to come back and give him some sort of amusement.
Everyone in the room had fled, not wanting to be in the chemical-smelling room longer than needed. Taehyungs stomach growled with hunger as he pondered how many days he had been sleeping.
Before his thoughts could wander further a soft knock sounded at the door.
"I brought food," Jimin smiled as he slipped in the room, Tae smiled sweetly as he reached his arms out for the wooden tray with a bowl of stew laying atop it, steam wisping in the air. He set the tray out on his lap, feeling the warmth cover his thighs.
"Thank you," He said before picking up the cool spoon in between his slender fingers and taking a big spoon full of the broth.
His eyes lit up as his stomach turned in happiness.
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"Jeongguk, we already have enough maids in this place, we don't need another," Seokjin said while sitting on one of the many chairs on the patio.
"We can't just throw him back out there!" Jeongguk argued, sticking up for the fragile black cat that was resting in the infirmary. Jeongguk felt the supple air fly through his hair as the harsh sun beat down on them.
"What will he do? Water the grass?" Min Yoongi said, leaning against the glass door to the patio, straight face displayed as always.
"Jeongguk, I know you hate the idea of a pet, but many elites have them-" Seokjin started but was cut off by a harsh voice.
"I am not having a pet." Jeongguk growled, "I'm not like my father."
"It's how you treat your pet that makes you like your father or not." Yoongi struck a vessel in Jeongguk causing silence in the peaceful garden.
After many deep breaths Jeongguk stood up, posture straight and intimidating. "I'll think about it," he spoke softly before walking to the glass door and going inside.
Having the boy as a pet wouldn't be so bad, he thought. Especially because the hybrid was quite cute.
"Taehyung, be careful!" Jimins panicked voice echoed through the big mansion, causing Jeongguk to slightly flinch.
He quickly but calmly made his way to the infirmary that the hybrid was staying in.
Upon walking in he saw the black cat laughing as chicken broth ran down his chin, spilling onto his chest that was barley covered by the silky robe.
His ears twitched in happiness as jimin hurriedly wiped the soup off of him before laughing a bit himself.
This joyful atmosphere stopped when Taehyung spotted Jeongguk standing at the door way, staring at him.
"Mr. Jeon Jeongguk, thank you for welcoming me." Taehyung quickly bent his upper body down, long raven locks falling forward with him.
"My pleasure." Jeongguk spoke with no emotion. It seemed like suddenly he had a barrier around himself, almost like he didn't want to let his guard down just yet. "Let me show you your room."
Taehyung quickly nodded, eyes big in wonderment as he placed the warm try down next to him on the medical bed. He plopped down onto his feet, only to softly whimper as he felt the stinging pain of his cut and infected feet hitting the wooden floors.
"Oh," Jeongguk said, obviously seeing the issues at hand. His eyes traveled the room looking for any sort of wheelchair but to his luck there were none, he should make a note to order some for his hybrid.
"I can carry you-" Jimin proposed, walking up to Taehyungs side, arms out ready to pick him up.
"No need," Jeongguk spoke out deeply as he moved towards Taehyung, not missin the way the hybrid visibly tensed.
He crouched, back facing Taehyung as he spoke, "get on."
The hybrid felt his breath catch for a second, fingers tingling as his heart clenched the tiniest bit. For a second he stood and racked his eyes over Jeongguks broad back. He could tell muscles littered his back even through the black suit that fit his body marvelously.
Taehyung softly climbed onto his back, slotting his legs into the holes Jeongguk made with his arms. He felt the body heat radiating off of Jeongguks back as his heart beat increase.
As Jeongguk stood up his big rough hands circled the small bony thighs of the hybrid. He internally cringed at how light he was on his back, feeling like a backpack stuffed with feathers.
Skinny arms draped themselves around his neck before he was off, walking outside of the medical room leaving a flabbergasted Jimin pondering,
Did Jeongguk just do that?
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