Jimin's Pet | Park Jimin (a hybrid story)

^.^Twenty-seven~~

Poppy~
I watched Jimin walk through the living room with Alora, his girlfriend, whom I was seeing just now for the first time. She was very pretty. I reached up and felt my furry ears and wrapped my tail around my hand, my heart dropping as I realized I could never compete with her.

They paid no attention to the rest of us. She laughed at something he whispered to her, her face transforming from very pretty to gorgeous. The way she laughed was infectious and I no long wondered what Jimin saw in her. I had misjudged her without even knowing her; she seemed nothing like her mother.

Seeing them together cemented in my mind that he wasn't mine anymore; in fact, maybe he never had been. They were completely wrapped up in each other. So why was I still stuck on him? Why was I keeping my heart only for him?

I looked around the room; four of the other members were watching a movie with me. It seemed like they spent the majority of their free time with me lately. Hobi sat at my side, his arm around me, as always. He was engrossed in the film, but his fingers never stopped stroking the skin down the side of my neck. He loved making me purr.

On my other side, Yoongi sat in his usual place beside me. Jungkook told me the other day that he'd never seen Yoongi out of his studio so much as he had been lately. He was my rock, the one I went to for advice, the one I slept with, platonically, every night. He was an amazing cuddler and I felt safe with him.

Jungkook lounged on the floor by my feet. If anyone in this house was brother material, it was JK. He'd taught me to enjoy life to the fullest; we played games together, drank together, and he forced me to do martial arts with him. He claimed it was good for me, but I think he just wanted someone to beat up. He also introduced me to friends of his outside of BTS. He and I were best buddies.

Taehyung sat across the room from me. He was the quiet one, almost brooding, you might even say. I couldn't quite get a grasp on him; one moment he was shy and gentle, the next he was in your face. One thing that never changed about him though was the way he cared for the people in this house. Family was important to this man, and he never failed to let me know I was his family now too.

Namjoon and Jin were out tonight, but they also had become important to me, each of them playing an important part in who I was becoming. They all took care of me when Jimin abandoned me. They'd never let me down like he had.

Every one of these men were not only worthy, but were actually deserving of my time and affection, so why was I still holding out hope that Jimin would come back to me? He had walked away from me without a single backwards glance.

My phone vibrated under my leg. I picked it up and read the text.

Taehyung: ~wanna go for a walk with me?~

I looked up at Tae in surprise, and he smiled and shrugged. I smiled back and nodded.

I got up from my seat amidst a chorus of, "Where are you going?"

Taehyung wrapped his big hand around my smaller one and smirked as he answered, "It's my turn to have some alone time with her. You guys all hog her and I'm tired of it."

He stuck his tongue out at Hobi and we walked toward the door.

"You gonna take that from him?" Yoongi asked Hobi, with a smirk. "He'd never get away with that with me." He rolled his eyes in disgust as Hobi just chuckled and waved us away.

"Like I care," Hobi responded, smugly. "He's got no chance with her."

I raised my eyebrows at his words as Taehyung pulled the door closed behind us. Was he really that sure of me? I'd given him no cause to be; I was honest with him about how I felt about Jimin.