My Hybrid Family | Bts hybrids x reader

Chapter 5

That's how it was for the next week or so. Y/N went to work at the café early in the morning, came home in the afternoon to Jin and the golden retriever, who called himself Namjoon and later in the evening there would be a knock on the door and another hybrid would join their little family. Soon enough there were 6 hybrids in Y/N's apartment. Y/N sat each of them down when they first came and explained that she knew they were hybrids and they were welcome to stay, as long as they didn't hurt anyone else. One by one they started showing their human form to Y/N, as they trusted her, she was such a caring person. Once they had all shown their human form, they told Y/N their names and breeds. Jin the ferret, Namjoon the Golden Retriever, Yoongi the grumpy persian, Hoseok the Dalmatian, Jimin the orange tabby and Jungkook the rabbit. 

Their species were like night and day, along with their personalities. Everybody had their share of "special needs".  Jinnie needed special food, Joon and Hobi demanded attention 24/7, Jiminie NEEDED one can if tune every day, but you two settled on a can of tuna every three days. Kookie  needed one of those chewing rings for babies, as his rabbit teeth were still growing in and he would bite anything to help. The table, the chairs, there was even a bite mark on Y/N's coffee table. The only hybrid that wasn't super picky was Yoongi. He mostly stayed in Y/N's bedroom, sleeping and only came out when Y/N fed him. 

The first two weeks of the seven people household were hectic. One day Y/N came home to absolute chaos. Jin was cooking something but it was currently burning since Jin was busy trying to stop Hoseok and Yoongi from fighting. Jimin had found the tuna stash and opened around 8 cans, ate them all and was sprawled on the floor holding his stomach. Namjoon had a pillow in his mouth, shaking it around until feathers were all over the living room floor. Jungkook was in the dining room, biting a good amount of the table leg off. Y/N couldn't believe it. 

Had she really made the right choice?

Y/N shook the thought from her head as she turned the stove off and put the pot under running water in the sink. Y/N whistled really loud to get the hybrids attention. Hoseok let go of Yoongi's ear and Yoongi ran straight to the bedroom. Jimin sat up, still holding his stomach, Jin stopped scolding the others, Namjoon let go of the decorative pillow and Jungkook stopped chewing on the table leg. "I wan't every single one of you to sit down in the living room"  Y/N said angrily as she walked to her bedroom to drag Yoongi out of there. Once everybody had settled down, Y/N began scolding them." Guys I work my ass off all day to provide for us and this is what I come home to! I could have been a bad person and not let any of you live here with me, but I took you in and let you share MY home with me. This is not the respect I deserve!"  Y/N spoke angrily, raising her voice with every sentence. Her face had turned red and there was a vein  on her forehead popping out. The hybrids felt bad. Like really really bad. Y/N then turned on her heel and went into her bedroom, closing the door harshly. The boys realised how angry Y/N was, I mean she didn't even wish them goodnight. 

Namjoon and Hobi layed down, an evident frown on their faces. Jin rubbed his temples and sighed before heading to the kitchen to clean up the mess he made. Jungkook asked Jin if he knew where  Y/N kept the glue. Jin handed the rabbit a small bottle from the top cabinet. Jungkook then sat down criss cross applesauce on the floor and started gluing the piece of wood back to the table leg. Jimin trudged to the kitchen to dispose of all the empty tuna cans before writing a note to put in the pantry. Yoongi walked up to the dogs and muttered a low "I'm sorry"  to Hoseok, before curling up on the sofa. Namjoon stood up, fetched a broom and started to sweep all the feathers up. He then dumped all of them into the trashcan and put the pillow in front of Y/N's door, before going back to the living room and falling asleep on the rug. The living room was quiet, except the occasional snore or grunt. The whole apartment was at peace.