Dongyu Stories

Bum brushed his unruly inky black hair out and washed his face before spraying himself with a high quality scent blocker. Bum's scents were too easy for others to read, and he did not want to do anything to give Dongyu a bad impression of him. The scent of cinnamon and honey mingled with a faint scent he could only register as iron but made him think of blood overpowered him. He froze in place in front of a tall, broad shouldered man who was the most handsome Alpha Bum had ever set his eyes on.The man had deep, dark eyes and interesting two toned hair, the undercut dark and the top a sandy blonde colour. "Ah, hello," Bum hastily gave an awkward little bow, and then smiled at him tentatively. "I'm Min Bum, you must be Kim Dongyu. It's so nice to meet you." "I'm actually Dongyu's friend, and I work for his father's company. I'm Oh Sangwoo," Sangwoo reached out to shake Bum's hand, leaning in close for a few moments and frowning intently before his face cleared and he gave Bum a playful smirk before leaning close to whisper in his ear. "Strawberries. Nice. Why did you block your scent?"

First in a possible series of oneshots.AU where Bum is a bunny hybrid. From when I was little, I knew I was very different. I was a toki, but I also felt different on the inside from other people. I had strange thoughts sometimes, and I had a very vivid imagination that sometimes blurred the lines with reality. My uncle had raised me after the death of my parents in a car accident when I was six years old. He had always firmly embedded in me a sense of inferiority to the majority of Koreans who did not have the mutated genes that led to the emergence of humans with animal features. My uncle constantly told me I was a freak, and that even if I had not been born a toki, I would have still been a useless burden to him...