Somehow she reminded him of a rose. She was so delicate and fragile. Her small ears were always pressed down against her silver hair. Someone once told him that roses took a while to bloom but the end result was always worth it. And Taehyung was det...
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Yoongi has always hated hybrids because when he was younger, his hybrid ran away from him. Now Yoongi thinks all hybrids are cowards and weak.
☆ (Y/n)'s Point Of View ☆
I was standing outside his room, the sign on the front clearly said 'Do not disturb' but i planned to do that anyway. Ever since Taehyung decided i was staying here, Yoongi hated me. I have done nothing wrong to Yoongi to deserve how he's been treating me.
Taehyung always told me not to mind Yoongi's behaviour because he was just still hurt from the actions his own hybrid done. He has reminded me of the story a thousand times already and the more i hear it, the angrier i get. I have nothing to do with his old hybrid and the fact that he's taking out his betrayal on every hybrid that he comes across means he's falsely judging us to be the same.
I'm sure his hybrid had a reason for running away because the one thing i knew about every hybrid is that we all once seeked a human complanion. Some succeed and some were betrayed and thrown into reality. Me being one of the second half.
I've been through 5 owners and no matter how many countries i was shipped off to, i was treated as either a pet or a slave. It took a while for a human to earn my trust because after giving it to them blindly in the past it was misused. These days, trust was sacred.
I knocked on the door to the bedroom only to hear nothing but music in return. I thought maybe he couldn't hear me so i knocked again, in return this time i got almost an animalistic growl.
"Leave me alone, Namjoon. I don't want to the fucking lecture today." The man hissed, loud enough that i could hear it from the other side of the door. He thought i was Namjoon? "I'm not Namjoon..." I told him softly, hoping that he would let me in before Taehyung found me and swooped me away. I could hear his heartbeat quicken even from the outside of the room, it was still loud and clear to my ears.
"C.....Come in." He mumbled quietly, turning off his music in the process. Following his request, i open the door and stepped in hastily, shutting the door behind me. There Yoongi was... Sitting on his computer chair which was swevered around to face me. Bars of music on his computer screen, showing me that he was working on new miusic for his fans. A camera also sitting in his desk, the motion sensor letting it look both at me and Yoongi in a single shot.
"What is it?" He asked, trying to make his voice seem as cold as possible, but his eyes were kind and almost seemed as if he felt guilty. I felt nervous myself, my breathing getting a tiny bit faster as i attempted to find words to tell him. I wanted to confront him yet i didn't have a clue how.
"I...I want to know...Why you hate me..." My voice came out timid and much less confident than i thought it would be. Yet again, i don't remember the last time i felt confident and strong. Yoongi paused, he didn't really know what to say to such a sudden and random question. He didn't even expect to see me behind that door let alone be prepared to answer this question. That's why i knew that i would get a truthful answer. He wouldn't be prepared enough to lie to me, even if he tried i would be able to tell.
"I.. I don't hate you. I hate your kind." He told me, a trace of hatred laced into his voice.
"Not every hybrid is the same." I told him, desperatly wanting him to accept me. He was the inly obstacle i had to face whilst staying here. I was ine bg one getting closer with each member but Yoongi was the only one who made me feel unwanted and not welcome.
"No...There was only one of my hybrid. She was one of a kind...Silver hair...Hazel eyes. Innocent and kind but yet she left me alone with the parents that didn't accept who i was and ran. Any of this sound familliar?" He forced out a chuckle, his voice cracking at the end, making me state closer at him in confusion. He just described me... But yet i have no idea what he was talking about.
"I was so sure it was you from the first time i saw your face. You confirmed it when you noticed i was using the wrong chord. Do you remember how you learnt music?" He questioned me, his eyes getting glossy almost as if he wanted to cry. I started to think back to my past, i didn't remember all of it. But what remember was that my first country that i was sent to was South Korea, Daegu.
My family was a Young teenager and his two parents who i rarely saw. His face was blurry and so was his voice but out of all my five owners, he was the only one who treated me as an equal.
"You were... My first owner..." i whispered in realisation, all my forgotten memories were slowly coming back to me, piece by piece. "And you were a coward." He hissed, tears dropping down his eyes slowly and one tear threatening to fall from my own.
"No... I had to... I...It was your mum." I explained, trying to recall every detail of that day and why it was that i left. He paused his accusations, tilting his head to me in confusion. "W-what?" He stuttered, his eyes wide in shock at what next came out of mg mouth.
"She called the agency and sent me back to the adoption centre. She told me...She told me i was influencing you too much with your music." I told him, remembering the exact words that came out of the womans mouth that day when i asked her why from inside my metal cage. Yoongi gasped, letting all his tears fall and scrunching his fist in anger and frustration.
"So all this time...I was lied to... I hated hybrids for nothing..." he mumbled to himself, only seconds later he launched out of his chair, pulling me into his chest for a hug. He leaned his head on my own as we both let our tears fall freely.
"You'd better not tell anyone you saw me cry today, you hear me Silver?" He chuckled, his chest vibrating underneath me from his low laugh. "Does this mean you won't be mean to me anymore?" I whispered, getting muffled slightly by his chest.
"Not anymore. I know the truth now...I'm sorry for that by the way... I was being immature and childish." He apologised sincerly. I couldn't help but smile and nodd, a purr fighting to come out of my throat. Only now from how close he was to me, i recognised his familiar scent.
"I forgive you."
☆ Taehyung's Point Of View ☆
"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! I leave to go to piss for one fucking minute and she's gone!" I said worriedly, running up and down the halls whiel popping my head in each room. I had already check every place in the house which seemed like a comfortable place to take a nap or sit in the sun and i couldn't find her everywhere.
It was always when i wasn't supervising her that she went missing and I'm starting to get more and more scared. I pulled out my phone and went to the app where our house cameras were connected to. This was my last resort since the members hated when i interrupted their privacy.
I only check the camera's which were pointing at the hallways, moving the history feed to the time i went to the toilet. After a few seconds of waiting, i saw her. Her silver hair gave her away instantly. She seemed to be walking upstairs to Yoongi's room but she wasn't going there right?
I started to get really worried, did Yoongi kill her?! I took off with a bolt up the stairs to Yoongi's room. Once i was outside i barged in without knocking, not bothering to ask to come in whist in such a crisis.
"Yoongi! Have you se--" i cut myself off with a gasp, seeing a small bundle of silver hair wrapped in bigger bundle of silver. Was that Yoongi and (Y/n)?!
They layed contently in each other's arms, (Y/n)'s head tucked into the crook of Yoongi's neck as they stayed fast asleep.
"The fuck?"
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