Finally Home (Jimin X Reader)

Chapter 9

Several hours later, Y/N and Jimin arrived back at the house, loaded down with bags. Y/N had bought Jimin a whole new wardrobe, along with the collar and a cell phone. She wanted him to be able to contact her if he needed her.

When they stopped at the hybrid store, Jimin was fascinated with the huge selection of collars. He was even happier when Y/N let him choose. He chose a soft dark blue velvet one with a silver tag. He was proud of the tag with his name on the front and Y/N's information on the back. During the ride home, he kept touching the tag as though reassuring himself it was still there.

After depositing the bags in Jimin's room, Y/N headed into the living room to set out the food. On the way home, they had stopped at Panda Express. Y/N had to laugh at the look on his face when he saw all the options. She laughed even harder when she told him he could get whatever he wanted. Y/N wanted to make sure her kitty knew just how special he was and how happy she was to have him with her. She wanted to spoil him since it's something that he's never got the chance to experience.

Jimin came out of his room wearing a new pair of joggers and a white t-shirt. Y/N was struck again by how handsome he was. Although his beautiful face was still covered in scratches, it didn't detract from the perfectness of his delicate features. His black hair was silky smooth and his snow white ears twitched as he came into the room. His white tail swayed behind him, the tip occasionally flicking.

After they ate dinner, they settled down to watch a movie. Y/N introduced Jimin to the Marvel movies and was once again amused at the delighted expressions on his face. There were so many things that Jimin had not been permitted to see or do and it hurt Y/N's heart at the idea that her sweet cat had been so mistreated. Y/N made a silent vow to make sure he lived his best life with her from now on.

Sometime during the second movie, Jimin had shifted from sitting up to lying down with his head in Y/N's lap. She had unconsciously started stroking his hair and ears when a soft purr erupted from his chest. Y/N quickly moved her hands out of his hair. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to," Y/N quickly said, feeling bad for touching him without his permission.

"I like when you stroke my hair and ears. It feels nice," Jimin said, turning his pleading eyes to hers. Y/N gently put her hands back in his hair, stroking the base of one fuzzy ear and Jimin's eyes rolled back in pleasure. "It feels so good," he all but moaned, clenching his tail between his fingers.

Y/N ran her hands through his silky hair then stroked his ears from the base to the tip. Another purr came from Jimin, this one louder than before. Y/N giggled at the sound coming from the content cat. Jimin looked at her from the corner of his eyes, a slight pout on his full lips. The movement of his perfect lips caught Y/N's attention and she couldn't stop staring them. They were a rosy pink color and so plump and beautifully shaped. Y/N imagined what it would be like to kiss them then quickly shook her head to dispel the notion.

Jimin was watching Y/N stare at his lips and didn't miss the quick flash of desire in her whiskey eyes, the way her pink tongue unconsciously darted out to lick her bottom lip as though she were tasting him on her, the way her cheeks flushed pink and how she hurriedly turned her attention back to the movie. He turned his head back to the movie to hide his flushed cheeks. It couldn't have been what he thought. She was his owner. There is no way she would look at him like that. Would she?

Later that evening, Y/N lay awake in her bed, uncertain of what had happened on the sofa. She knew the feelings she was having towards Jimin weren't just a hybrid-owner type of feeling, but she was afraid to think of what they meant. Y/N tried to push the image of Jimin's perfect lips out of her mind, but they filled her dreams that night, making her wish for things she knew she couldn't have.

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Over the next three weeks, Y/N and Jimin slipped into a routine of sorts. By the time Jimin woke, Y/N was showered and dressed, getting breakfast started. Once they ate, Jimin would clean up the kitchen while Y/N began working. Jimin occupied himself in front of the television or was fascinated by the cell phone Y/N had gotten him. He didn't realize there were so many things he could watch or read and entertained himself with it throughout the morning.

Y/N would take a break in the afternoon to have lunch with Jimin. After lunch, he would sometimes sit by her and watch her work. He was captivated by the way her fingers moved so quickly over the keyboard when an idea was in her head. He loved the little faces she made when she was thinking hard. He wanted to reach out and smooth the frown on her face when something wasn't going right.

Once a week, Y/N went into the downtown publishing office to meet with her editor, Kim Taehyung. He had been with Y/N since her first book was published and the two had a close relationship. The first week, Y/N went into the office alone, but when she came home smelling like Taehyung, Jimin asked to go with her next time. He continued to tag along with her to the office, making friends with a male bunny hybrid, Jungkook, who worked in the office as well.

They spent the evenings in each other's company. If they didn't cook at home, Y/N took him to all her favorite restaurants, relishing the time spent together and the chance to give Jimin some new experiences.

Jimin's favorite places turned out to be the little cafés that Y/N took him to rather than the fancier restaurants. He preferred the open atmosphere and the simple food. She took him to Jin's café a couple times and Jimin raved over the soup, reminding Y/N of Hoseok. Jin was kind and cheerful, treating Jimin like just another customer and it made Y/N like him that much more.

Once they had dinner, they would sit together on the sofa and watch movies. More often than not, Jimin ended up with his head in Y/N's lap, while she ran her fingers through his hair and stroked his ears, his gentle purrs filling the room with soothing sounds. Sometimes he would fall asleep there and Y/N would get caught up looking at his beautiful features, realizing she didn't want to be anywhere else than with the sweet kitty asleep in her lap.