BTS Imagines 3

BTS ♡ Group Hybrid Imagine [request]

You both trekked through the woods for a bit until you came to a small clearing with a house sitting in the middle, taking up almost the entirety of the glade.
"Come on." The bat beckoned, leading you into the house.
Once inside, you were able to get a good look at the hybrid. It felt like the breath was knocked out of you when you saw his face clearly and in decent lighting.
His ears were indeed tall and those of a bat, his eyes were dark brown and seemed to glimmer under the light, his nose was small and dainty, and his lips were full, sporting the most beautiful shade of pink. He was stunning.
"Jimin, it's about time you got back." A voice spoke. "Where have you—"
A silvery-haired male who had just stepped around the corner froze when he saw you.
He was tall and had two white ears on the top of his head, maybe a polar bear? His brows and eyes were both sharp and his gaze was almost intimidating. That didn't last long as a surprised look spread across his features. His eyes became round and soft as his mouth hung open, slightly agape, making him look more adorable rather than menacing.
"Namjoon!" The bat hybrid you now know as Jimin spoke up.
"Who—what's going on?" The hybrid who you suppose is Namjoon asked.
"I found her in the woods. A feral was chasing her."
Namjoon nodded, glancing over at you.
"Are you alright?" He asked you.
You nodded your head.
"What happened to the feral?" Namjoon asked, turning to the bat hybrid.
"He won't be coming back, not tonight anyway. I scared him real good." Jimin grinned, showing off his tiny fangs.
Namjoon bobbed his head before turning to you.
"What's your name?"
"Y/n." You answered.
"I'm Namjoon and that's Jimin. You have nothing to worry about. You're safe here."
You gave a short nod.
"We should probably get you cleaned up. Your clothes are all dirty and you've got cuts on you." Jimin pointed out.
You glanced down to see dirt staining the knees of you pants, your elbows scraped and burning. You didn't even realized how bad they hurt until just now.
"I can help." Namjoon added.

When you walked through the living room, you were surprised to see another hybrid lounging on the couch—another feral to be exact. He had dark hair, two black ears sitting on top of his head, and a long, black tail swishing back and forth in a lazy manner. A panther hybrid.
He sat up immediately when he saw you, seeming to have his guard up.
"Who's this?" He asked Namjoon and Jimin.
"This is Y/n." Jimin answered. "A feral was chasing her in the woods. I saved her."
The panther hybrid looked at you for a moment before lying back down without a comment.
Jimin brought you into the bathroom and began to dress you wounds, cleaning up the scratches on your face and elbows while Namjoon got some fresh clothes for you.
"Does that hurt?" Jimin asked, most likely seeing your face scrunch up as the alcohol-soaked cotton ball made contact with one of the scrapes.
"A little." You answered.
"Sorry." He murmured, gently dabbing the cotton onto your elbow.
"Who was that in the living room?"
"Oh. That's Yoongi."
"He seemed a little..." You trialed off, looking for the right word.
"Tense?" Jimin finished.
"Yeah."
"He's just wary around humans."
Just then, the polar bear hybrid returned with a stack of clothes.
"I got you one of my shirts and a pair of sweatpants. Hopefully they're not too big."
"It'll be fine." You reassured him. "I prefer baggier clothes, anyway."
Jimin finished up shortly after, bandaging your scraped knees and wrapping your elbows with gauze before leaving you in the bathroom to change.

Once you got into the clothes that Namjoon provided you, the two hybrids offered you a meal, saying it was getting near dinner time anyway. They also mentioned something about Jin and Yoongi getting started on cooking soon. You knew Yoongi was the panther hybrid you saw in the living room minutes earlier, but you didn't know who this Jin person was.

The two brought you into the kitchen and gave you a glass of water. You thanked them and took a seat at the island, resting your tired legs.
"How many of you are there living here?" You asked out of curiosity.
"Seven." Answered Jimin.
"Seven?" You parroted in disbelief.
"Mhm." He nodded.
"Are you all, you know, ferals?"
"No. Two are luxury hybrids. You know, the expensive ones people often mistreat." Namjoon said it so casually you almost choked on your water.
"Oh." You murmured. "I see."
"No need to look so upset." Namjoon commented. "They're both fine."