Feral - Hybrid!Taehyung x Reader

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So many people commented on the last chapter that they thought the story was gonna end soon... lmao I have too much planned to end it soon

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A crash from the living room broke you out of your trance and made Jinyoung stir. You peered around the corner to see Namjoon hovering over what had used to be a vase filled with flowers and water. You rolled your eyes at him clumsy nature and untangled yourself from Taehyung, going to the garage to get the broom and thrusting it at him.

He took it, shooting you a sheepish grin that you were not having. You glared at him, though a small smile told him that you were not really angry. He swept up the broken glass, using the dustpan to throw it in the garbage before wiping up the water on the floor with paper towels. He used the last of the roll, turning to you with another sheepish grin.

"Y/N, please would you go to the store and pick up some more paper towels? You said you needed shampoo and conditioner anyways so I just thought-"

"Fine. But next time, when you break something, you're paying all of the prices, not just one."

You slipped on your shoes, grabbing your keys and almost making it out the door before a whine sounded from Taehyung.

"Y/N, can I come with you? Please, it's gonna hurt so bad if I don't." He hovered a hand over his chest and you could almost feel the aching pain in your neck. You nodded, taking Jinyoung from him and handing the sleeping kitty back to Yugyeom. Taehyung joined you quickly, shoes sloppily tied, having been done in a rush. You opened the door, stepping out into the cold air and shivering slightly as you pulled your jacket tighter around you. Taehyung saw this, curling an arm around your waist and tucking you into his side. You walked to your car that was parked on the side of the street, Taehyung opening the door for you like a true gentleman.

Once you were both strapped in you began your drive to the store, stopping once for a family of ducks that were crossing the street. Taehyung cooed over them, pointing at the ducklings and exclaiming that he wanted his pups to be that cute. A furious blush covered your cheeks at his consistent wishes for pups, but you knew that he wasn't insisting on them now.

You parked in the front row of the lot, stepping out and remembering to grab a reusable bag from your trunk before taking a cart and beginning to follow your list around the store. Taehyung was eager to help you get things from the top shelf, tail sometimes slipping out of where he had tucked it into his pants. 

You weren't against Taehyung being himself in public at all, you just wanted to help him avoid the hateful stares and words thrown at him if people were to see his floppy ears and tail. Said ears were tucked into a beanie, flat to his head as his hair helped smooth out the lumps that appeared.

You were rounding a corner when Taehyung bumped into someone, sending the both of them and everything in their hands clattering to the ground. For Taehyung, that consisted of only a few bags of snacks, but for the other person it meant that alcohol bottles were shattered on the floor. Taehyung's beanie had slipped off in the collision and he hadn't bothered to tuck in his tail the last time it had slipped out. 

The other person involved turned out to be a hybrid, one with prominent leopard spots trailing down the exposed skin of his neck and a snowy white tail that flicked back and forth in annoyance. The woman behind him was all-too familiar to you, face twisted into a scowl as she yanked on the leash that was clipped to the hybrid's collar. She was a frequent hybrid abuser, sent in multiple times to the police but managing to escape because of her father's wealth. She was one of the most prominent members of the hybrid fighting ring, that frequently crossed over with the sex ring. 

Jennie was her name and she tugged again on the leash, choking her hybrid. The snow leopard gagged slightly, fingers coming up to claw at the chains that dug into his neck. He scrambled to his feet, head down as Jennie glared at you. You bent down, helping Taehyung up from where he laid and inspecting his face, one of the glass shard having scraped his cheek. There was no blood, but a long white mark ran down his cheek. You ran your thumb over it gently, resisting the urge to kiss it as Jennie and her hybrid were still standing there.

"Your mutt made my hybrid fall and break those bottles of vodka."

You squinted to read the name on the collar of the snow leopard hybrid, Doyoung. His tail came up to rest in his hands, he began slowly stroking the soft fur that was somewhat soaked in vodka. A nervous habit, you supposed. 

You pulled Taehyung towards you, lacing your fingers in his and feeling him squeeze yours in fear.

"Neither could see where they were going. If you hadn't made your hybrid, Doyoung, is it? If you hadn't made him carry things for you like a mule, maybe nothing would have broken."

You swore the growl that came out of her mouth was identical to that of an angry hybrid but you didn't stand down, instead you stepped forwards.

"We've imprisoned you I don't even know how many times Jennie, you know I have to report this."

"Report what?! I wasn't doing anything!"

"You're not supposed to be buying any intoxicants at the moment, your ID would have denied you at the cash register. So I'm assuming you were using a fake ID? That's a criminal offense in itself, but again, you're not even supposed to be buying liquor right now. You're still being watched. And I can see the bruises that you didn't bother to cover up on Doyoung's arms and legs, I'm not stupid. I know they're either from fighting or from you hitting him, that again is a criminal offense. Do I go on and list that you currently have a restraining order in place and you're not supposed to be in this area? Or do you get it by now?"

She narrowed her eyes, glaring at you for a moment as an employee came to clean up the mess that the alcohol made. You made the mistake of looking at Taehyung and before you knew it, she was bolting out the door, dragging Doyoung behind her. You tore after them, Taehyung racing behind you, quickly gaining on them.

You let Taehyung trace the pungent scent of vodka through the parking lot and into an alleyway before you were backed against a dead end, no signs of Jennie or Doyoung. You peered around for a moment, lifting the lid of the dumpster positioned under the roof before a figure slammed onto it, slamming the lid shut once again.

Doyoung was snarling, teeth bared and canines glistening. He lowered into a crouched position, ready to pounce on you if need be. You knew that Taehyung's urge would be to protect you but you pulled him behind you, holding out your hands in front of you.

"Doyoung, I promise you, I won't hurt you. Please, please come down from there, and help us find her. If we get her imprisoned, I can take you to a shelter, a good one. You'll never be sent to the fighting ring again, or the sex ring. I promise you, please, just come down."