My Cat Hybrid : kth

Sixteen.

After realizing that, indeed, Namjoon was a terrible cook and most definitely could burn water, Jimin had sent him to set up the kitchen table with plates and bowls while himself and Jasmine cooked dinner. When everything was done, Jasmine offered to go upstairs and get the boys while Jimin began to plate up the dinner. She walked upstairs slowly to Jungkook's room, hearing the shouts and yells emitting from there.

Leaning against the opened door frame, she watched the boys in amusement. The boys were both facing the TV screen with headphones on, completely focused on their video game on the screen, shouting out instructions and yelling at the other's poor plays.

"Come on boys, it's dinner time." Jasmine called, knocking on the door for emphasis. Pouting, Jungkook paused the game and took his headphones off before trudging downstairs. Taehyung had taken a bit longer to take off his headphones, keeping his dark eyes on Jasmine as he stood up. Jasmine gulped and stood up straight as Taehyung approached her like a lion stalking its prey.

He placed his hands on her hips, pulling her close. "Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are, baby?" Jasmine's eyes widened and a blush swept across her cheeks.

"Since when have you started calling me baby?" Jasmine questioned quietly, staring up at him. Taehyung gazed down at her with so much heat that her knees buckled.

"Since you seem to forget that you're mine." He nipped her ear and wrapped his arm around her waist, pressing her right against him so that every part of their fronts were touching. Jasmine yelped and clutched his shoulders to steady herself, the undeniable sear of arousal flushing through her.

"Tae, we need to go downstairs for dinner." She voiced unsteadily. Taehyung closed his eyes and inhaled deeply before emitting a low groan.

"How can I go when you smell so good?" He breathed, tilting her head to the side with his index finger while he pressed his nose to the column of her throat, nuzzling the place where her shoulder and neck met. Jasmine let out a breathy sigh as he pressed his lips up and down the plane of her neck in soft, wet kisses, clutching his shoulders more firmly.

"Tae," she moaned, pulling the hair on the base of his neck as he began suckling along her jawline. Taehyung groaned as a shot of arousal was sent straight through him. He pulled her closer to him, sucking and licking her skin more urgently as their combined scent started to make him lose his mind.

Jasmine knew she had to make him stop, otherwise she wouldn't be able to stop him later - they would both be too lost in the moment. And as much as she would have loved to continue, this wasn't her house and the others were still waiting downstairs, unaware of their situation upstairs.

"Tae, stop, we need to go downstairs. Everyone is waiting." With a bit of force, she tugged Taehyung's head away from her throat by pulling the hair at the nape of his neck. He let out a whine, pressing one more kiss on her jaw before pulling back. Looking down at her neck, lightly peppered with soft pink markings, he felt proud. It was his first time marking Jasmine in any way and she looked so beautiful with his mark on her, even if it was temporary. He knew she would be mad when she found out so he intentionally didn't give her any dark hickeys. That was about as much restraint as he could afford when it came to her.

Jasmine took a look at Taehyung and saw his feline slitted pupils blown out and his lips wet and slightly swollen and she blushed. She wiped at his lips, removing the moisture.

"You're lucky this isn't our house and there's people here, baby." He growled, releasing her from his hold. Jasmine took a big step away from him, breathing deeply.

"Or what?" She challenged.

"Or I'd ruin you." Jasmine choked on her saliva as heat tore through her body. He was driving her insane. Swallowing harshly and clearing her throat, she readjusted her hair and clothes to make sure that it wasn't messy.

"Let's go, tiger." Her voice trembled as she tried to remain unaffected. Gesturing him to follow, they slowly descended downstairs to the dining table.

"Took you long enough!" Jungkook complained when he spotted them. He was already seated as Jimin finally set the last dish onto the table.

"Perfect timing, love." Jimin smirked, winking as Jasmine knowingly. Her cheeks warmed as she averted her gaze and took a seat. Namjoon was seated, oblivious to Jimin's insinuation.

"Wow, this is so good Jimin!" Namjoon exclaimed when they finally started eating, his eyes open in wonder. Jimin beamed, pushing the plate closer to him.

"Thanks Namjoon, have as much as you like, there's plenty more!"

The meal ended with laughter and happy chatter. Taehyung seemed to be in a better mood too and would even interact to Namjoon more than the usual one worded sentences. When the meal was done, the two boys and Jimin were cleaning the table and washing and drying the dishes, so Namjoon and Jasmine had moved back to the lounge room.

Taking a seat beside her, Namjoon glanced at Jasmine and his heart dropped when he noticed the fresh hickeys on her neck.

"Oh, I didn't know you had that kind of relationship." He muttered, watching her gaze carefully. Jasmine tilted her head to the side in confusion.

"What are you talking about?" She asked. Namjoon lifted his hand and pointed his long finger at her neck. Jasmine stood up and walked to the hallway mirror that hung near the front door across the lounge room. Looking into the mirror, she gasped when she saw the light markings dotted on her neck and whipped her hand up to cover them, pushing her hair over her neck for more coverage. She felt embarrassment flood through her as she trudged back to her seat.

"Umm, it's not what you think." She uttered.

"What is it then, Jazz?" There was a hard edge to his voice that made Jasmine cringe.

"Are you dating your hybrid?"