🗯 #HOBI lockscreens by me !! fav/reblog if using; pls don’t repost ★_<
My home 𓂅𔘓
✰ ₍ hobi layouts ₎ like/reblog — don't repost. 🦋
✰ ₍ hobi icons₎ like/reblog — don't repost. 🦋
bts hoseok packs
like or reblog if you save or use. don’t repost, please!
૮₍´｡ᵔ ꈊ ᵔ｡`₎ა 💭 ᡣ۫.♡𓈒ׁ kim seokjin-𝗻𝗶𝗲 ★᠉ w.w.h
ᕱ ! like or reblog if you saved ૮ . .
BTS ICONS!! ｡ 🗯🤘 ✩
Jung Ho Seok 🐸✨
Warnings: Reference to assault, Smut, Strong language, Graphic violence/scenes.
Warnings for this Chapter: Reference to assault, Strong language, Smut.
Word Count: 2.7k
Masterlist | Chapter 2 | Chapter 4
The boys stood silently, shocked at Jimin's words. "Yah! You can't go around and say that, Jimin! You knew how much she mean to me, to us! Now you just want to replace her with a bunny hybrid!? We already have Kookie, he's the only bunny we need!" Taehyung yells, pulling Jungkook into his arms.
You thought that they had forgotten your presence until you went to stand, Hoseok putting an arm in front of you as if he was protecting you? You scanned your eyes over Yoongi and Taehyung, watching their faces turn redder and angrier by the minute. They looked scarily intimidating, callous even, they looked as if they were ready to rip you up into tiny little pieces at any moment.
No matter how hard you tried to ignore what was actually happening, you were being talked about, fought over, by seven extremely handsome men. Now wasn't the time to think about that, you told yourself, rolling your eyes at the thought.
Pondering who Eunha was, you didn't realise that Taehyung had asked you a question out of fury, and you had completely ignored him.
"Well?" Taehyung shouts.
"I-i'm sorry, I-I didn't hear you," you splutter, snapping out of your thoughts.
"Of course you didn't," Yoongi scoffs. "See, she's useless! A stuttering mess is what she is!"
"Yoongi! She has feelings y'know?" Namjoon snaps at him, smacking the back of his head sending his face forward.
He didn't care. You knew he didn't care. And for some reason, that bugged you, that drove you crazy because you hated the fact that you were as weak as you were and not good enough for them. Although you hadn't known these boys for very long, you still wanted to impress as many people as you could, and so far, you weren't making good progress.
You were beginning to think that they were definitely, without a doubt, going to throw you out. Jin had told you how the seven hybrids were all mates and were missing one from the pack, you pitied them, not only for not knowing who their eighth mate was but for how worked up they all seemed to be about it.
Clearly, Eunha or whatever her name was, wasn't the one for them, considering the fact that she isn't in the picture anymore proves that. However, you couldn't help but feel some sort of relief that they were still waiting around for their final soulmate, it made you feel hopeful.
Although you hadn't really gotten to know Yoongi or Taehyung, it still didn't stop you from being incredibly intrigued by their mysterious personas. Neither of the two seemed to be interested in getting to know you and you never thought they would be. At this rate, you weren't going to make anyone feel safe or comforted around you, it would be like walking on eggshells around you if Yoongi and Tae weren't happy.
A few hours later, all was settled. The two boys who seemed to despise you agreed that they would allow you to stay if they didn't have to talk to you. That seemed to be a particularly fair offer in your opinion. They didn't have to talk to who they weren't bothered about, and you didn't have to hear their complaints.
Currently, you were sitting on Jungkook's bed with him, symmetrically arranging his plushies, making sure that they all went in size order as well. What you didn't know, was that Jungkook was looking at you with adoration and watching your lips pout when you shuffled back, only to find one plush had fallen over. He couldn't believe how invested he was in getting to know you, how he longed to learn your likes and dislikes.
"You done staring?" you giggled, a red blush rising at your cheeks.
"No, let me have a few more seconds," he says, silencing you in shock.
You weren't expecting that.
"Oh shit. Did I say something wrong? I'm so sorry, uhh-" Jungkook panics but you cut him off.
"N, no, I just wasn't expecting you to be so confident. Bunnies aren't really known for that."
"Well, I'm different than the others," he smirks, sitting down on the floor with you.
Looking down at your crossed legs, you play with your fingers and sneak glances over at the smirking boy on your right.
"Oh come on, Y/N, I'm joking around with you. No need to be shy with me, we're both bunnies," Jungkook says, brushing a few strands of hair behind your ear.
You blush instantly, a hot, red glow rising up on your cheeks as you try to hide your flustered face from him. Hearing Jungkook chuckle, you remove your bawled up hands away from your eyes, glaring at him with a stern expression.
You had never been the most outgoing person in the world, but you sure did try to be. Anyone who had ever seen you in the facility always told you how much of a shy personality you had. That didn't really bother you until the situation with Kohl happened. For those of you who don't know, Kohl was a worker at the facility, and he claimed to have a bond with you. Always getting too close for comfort - not that you were very comfortable in there anyways - or brushing his slender fingers along your arm, causing goosebumps to appear.
When that happened, he must've thought that they were there because you were nervous and lustful when really you were burning with rage for him to get off you. There was one night that he had really pushed the boundaries, though. Only a few weeks before you managed to have escaped, Kohl came wandering into your cell at roughly four in the morning. You knew he was up to no good.
Walking towards you with that smug smirk on his face made you feel sick; he smelled of English leather and cheap, knock off lynx shampoo, but that wasn't what bothered you. Staring you down with that menacing glare of his made you feel small, vulnerable and fearful. Grabbing your arm, he pulled you up and slammed you against the wall, your shoulders feeling the cold concrete wall slam against your bare skin as you had nothing clean enough to sleep in.
He glided his fingertips over your nipples, which had gone hard from the chill in the air, the action sending a shiver down your spine. Were you going to die? What if he rapes you? How could he be getting away with this? All of those questions were racing through your mind, confusing you and slowly making you drowsy as Kohl continued his actions.
Slowly slipping his hand into the thin material of your underwear, he began to rub at the tip of your clit, going faster with every whisper of a stop that left your mouth. He wasn't listening. No matter how many times you tried to get him off you, he wasn't budging. Small cries began to leave your lips, a yelp of pain slipping out when he roughly thrust his middle and index fingers into you.
Somehow, he found that highly amusing, that same smug smirk sitting on his lips like they were some kind of a throne. You began to flail your arms about, trying to punch him anywhere you could reach, missing nearly all of them.
That was the night when you changed. From that outgoing, cheerful spirit, to a dull, shy one. That was also the night that your dignity, innocence and human right was taken and thrown deep into an abyss.
You came back down to Earth when you realised that Jungkook was waving his hand in your face.
"Helloooo? Y/N, are you okay?" he asks, shaking you by the shoulders.
You blink to signify your consciousness, which allows him to release a deep exhale that he probably didn't know he was holding.
"You okay? You were shaking and crying and I didn't know what to do? Is it something I did, did I say something wrong? Oh, God, please don't say that I upset you on your first day here, did I?" he rambles cutely, gripping onto your small hands in panic.
You gather yourself before answering him. " Jungkook, I'm fine, I just remembered something really bad that happened to me and it just made me feel fragile, sorry that I worried you."
"No, I understand completely," Jungkook said. "I've had some pretty rough experiences in the past, and they make me zone out sometimes too."
A few moments later, a quiet knock is heard from the door, muffled whispers coming from the other side of t.
"Come in!" Jungkook called, letting go of your hands.
Jimin and Hoseok barge through the door, their scent filling your nose, Lavender and Passion fruit along with Ice cream and Birthday cake. Dangerous combinations.
You had just realised how good Jungkook actually smelled, a mix of cocoa butter and coffee lingered on him and it made you feel warm inside whenever you inhaled the scent.
"Having her all to yourself, Kookie?" Jimin teases, slinging an arm over you, his forearm landing right on a huge bruise on your left shoulder.
You scrunch up your face in pain and Jimin seems to notice since he suddenly drops his arm, mouthing a "sorry" to you.
"So, Jungkookie, what've you found out about our other little bunny friend," you hear Hoseok say as Jimin leads you out of the bedroom and into the living area where Taehyung, Jin and Namjoon are seated.
As expected, Tae pulls a face at your presence and stands up to leave, only to be stopped by Namjoon's arm as if to tell him to shut up and sit back down. Hobi led you over to the empty couch in the corner of the room, it had the best view of the television and the absolutely stunning view of the forest through the window.
Laying you down on his chest, Hoseok brushes his long fingers through your hair, bringing comfort and relaxation to your body.
"Namjoonie-ah, why can't I leave?" Taehyung growls, sending you a dirty look.
" I want you, Yoongi and Y/N to get along, so if I have to lock you two in a room with her until you sort out your problems, I will. And you know I will," he warns, sending the younger boy a look that told him that if he didn't abide by his rules, there would be consequences.
"You're such a dick sometimes, Joon," the young tiger groans, slouching back on the couch in defeat.
Hoseok shakes his head, letting out a scoff that was a tad louder than he intended it to be, causing you and the other boys to look at him in questioning.
"Got something to say, Hobi?" Taehyung scowls, glancing down at you and sending you the most disgusted look you've ever received.
"N-no, it doesn't matter," Hobi stutters, Taehyung immediately snapping back in response.
"Yeah, thought so."
After a while, the tension in the room seemed to die down a little, allowing you to fully relax and slowly drift off to sleep in Hoseok's arms, darkness taking over and leading you into dreamland.
"Taehyung, I still don't understand why you hate her so much," Jin wonders, staring at your sleeping body, a small smile present on his face.
"I don't know, me and Yoongi just feel like you guys are trying to replace Eunha," the tiger mumbles.
"Tae, she broke us, she betrayed us and left us for some control freak," Hobi snapped, shushing himself when he remembers that you're sleeping.
"Look, I know she hurt us, but we loved her dearly, and I guess me Yoongi haven't really gotten over her yet. Maybe it's how Y/N just smells so much like her, or how she hides her eyes when she's shy or nervous or embarrassed. I've noticed the small things about this new girl that link so much to Eunha and I can't handle it. Neither can Yoongi," Tae explains, waving his hands around in ridiculous gestures.
"We're sorry, Tae, but Y/N isn't leaving any time soon - unless she wants to, that is. She's too precious to be hurt again," Namjoon sighs, playing with Taehyung's hair to comfort him.
A few hours had passed since you fell asleep on Taehyung and you awoke to an unfamiliar scent filling your nostrils. You crack your eyes open to see... Yoongi? A puzzled expression is displayed on your face as to why you were in such close proximity to the second man who seemed to despise you.
"Y-Yoongi?" Your voice cracked as you rubbed your eyes and yawned softly. "Why are you here?"
"Namjoon and Jin locked me in here with you and Tae to try and make up to you about how horrible we were, I figured a simple gesture as to sitting next to you was enough," he growled, standing up and walking over to the locked door and banging on it. "Alright Joon, I've apologised."
"Very funny, Yoongi, I can see you from the security cameras, dipshit."
"Shit," the bear grumbles, sitting next to Taehyung and letting out a loud groan of annoyance.
As suspected, it took at least another hour or so for one of the boys to even say a word to you that could even hint at being somewhat friendly.
"Look, Y/N, I know that we've only known you for nearly a day, but there's something about you that reminds us of someone who meant a lot to us in the past, that's all. I guess what I'm trying to say is..." Yoongi begins, only being cut off by Taehyung.
"That someone, that's Eunha, right?" You ask, hoping they would give an answer.
"Yeah, don't talk about her though, it's a sensitive topic. Okay?" Yoongi snaps, covering his mouth afterwards clearly not intending for it to come off that harshly.
"Okay," you nod. "So, starting over?"
You hold your hands out for them to shake and they take you up on it (obviously they contemplated for a while).
Eventually, Namjoon let the three of you out, smiling at the two hybrid males that stood beside you.
"So? Kiss and make up?" he teases, causing a pink blush to rise up your cheeks, disappearing after a few seconds when a howl of laughter is heard from the room above.
"That'll be Jungkook," Jin chuckles. "He's upstairs playing Mario Kart with Jimin and Hobi. Honestly, he's all over that game like a kid in a candy store."
You let out a small whisper-like giggle which causes all of the boys to turn around and stare at you, embarrassment masking your scent.
"That. was. Adorable," Jin squealed, almost like a mother on the first day of primary school, or when the baby says their first word. You found it strange. Nice... but strange.
"Ummm, thanks?" you say, not knowing whether that was a good adorable or a bad adorable.
Jin continues to cook when you feel a cold hand grab onto your wrist. You flinch, turning around to be met with Yoongi's face, staring down at you.
"Come on, let me show you to your bedroom," he grins, pulling you up the stairs, Taehyung close by.
Maybe these two weren't so bad after all.
Jung Hoseok inspired converse 🧡
you're my hope!!
gif by me, pls like/reblog if you save!!
like or reblog ! ⇀‸↼‶
hoseok layouts ★ like n reblog if you use them
like or reblog | don't repost
ilovnam (l = i)
taehyung icons, jungkook icons, jimin icons, yoongi icons, hoseok icons
bts purple layouts
like or reblog if you save ♥︎
don't repost !