mISFits - BTS OT& x OC - ***ON HOLD***

Epic Epoch

"They've done it," Jin grinned as they opened the door to the house, "I can smell his cinnamon and maple cloy that he uses when he's fed."

"It's roasted hazelnut for me," Namjoon laughed, "But yeah, I smell it." He paused, feeling his pants twitch as his nostrils caught something else, "What's other smell? Like...jasmine and sweet oranges?"

"I smell it, too," Hoseok admitted, "And I want to roll in it," he mumbled.

The three of them startled as Jeongguk and Taehyung came stomping from the back of the house, determined looks on their faces and their eyes glowing gold and green respectively. Jeongguk gripped the door jam as he went to enter the house, stopping to inhale deeply as his fingers began splintering the wood and a low growl rumbled through his chest.

Taehyung was no better, crouching over the carcass of the mule deer they had taken down, panting as he tried to get himself under control.

Jimin jogged up behind them, a string of three rabbits bouncing over his shoulder, "We can keep walking," he suggested, "Leave everything here and wait until she's not in heat. I don't want anyone to get hurt."

"It's fine," Jeongguk closed his eyes, taking a deep breath again, "It's fading." He let go of the wood, his claws retracting, "And, for the record...I want her, but...I don't feel the need to fight for her, oddly enough."

Taehyung searched his feelings. The need to mate was strong, pulling his body and heart toward the princess, but he didn't feel that painful need to keep her locked away from the others. He should have been furious, knowing another had just made love to someone his inner beast was telling him was his mate, but he didn't, and that made his curious mind even more confused.

"Let's let her rest," Namjoon said quietly, "We all know how bad she'll need it." He turned to the others, "Chim, Tae, go dress and butcher the meat. Kook, chop wood for the fire. Hobi, Jin, let's put our haul away."

"Will we have room?" Hoseok smiled, "These are the biggest fruits and veggies we've had in years." He picked up a strawberry, offering it to Taehyung, "These are all the size of my palm! And don't even get me started on the tomatoes!"

Taehyung let him drop the perfectly ripe berry into his mouth, his eyes closing as the sweet and tart juice dribbled down his chin. His eyes went wide, "I didn't think they'd even be ready yet," he smiled, "They didn't look like they would be when I saw them last week."

"Must be the warm weather," Hoseok smiled, patting him on the shoulder as they parted ways to do their chores.

Several hours later, the fire was crackling in the hearth, Jeongguk and Taehyung cuddled underneath blankets and sleeping while the rest were finishing dinner. Yoongi came out of the room, not having bothered to get dressed as his eyes were looked so big they were saucers.

"We...we are fucked..." he looked around wildly, caching the attention of the four in the kitchen, "We are...and I mean this literally...royally fucked."

"What do you mean?" Jimin scrunched his nose, smelling the lingering essence of Cecily on Yoongi as he approached, "Fucked how?"

"Our Princess is no mere princess," Yoongi breathed out. He pointed to a potato on the counter, the tuber instantly sprouting into a mature plant, roots taking up home in the wood of the counter, "She's a fucking Epoch."

"That little thing?" Hoseok pointed toward Yoongi's room, "That sweet, scared, unconfident girl? There's no way."

Yoongi pointed out the window, the apple tree sprouting dozens of ripe fruit at his command, "Way," he deadpanned, "But it gets worse."