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jungkook yawns, finally settling down in his warm bed. his hair was still damp from the shower he had recently taken, his limbs and throat sore from the almost torturous dance and vocal practice he and his bandmates had to take part in. his eyes immediately drop with exhaustion the second his head nestles in his fluffy pillows, squishing his face into the soft material. 

—

"do you think he's awake?" jungkook groggily flutters his eyes open, groaning at the bright sunlight cascading through his windows that he doesn't remember opening. "he's awake," he hears, and blinks a few times, trying to make his eyes readjust. his vision was still blurry, but he could see six figures looming over him. "hyungs," he quietly calls out, stretching a little and sitting up. "hey baby, how are you feeling? you've been out cold for a long time, bunny," jungkook scrunches his nose up. 

his members were usually quite affectionate, but not to the certain extent of pulling out the "baby" card. "bunny?" jungkook quietly mumbles out, rubbing his eyes a little, groaning when they refused to focus. "mhm, our cute little bunnyboy who we've missed so much," jungkook recognizes it to be taehyung. "oh, his glasses. get his glasses, cub," seokjin says, and one of the figures walks off to the bathroom he had. 

why were they all of a sudden giving each other pet names? nicknames were common, but the words baby, bunnyboy, bunny, and cub were all brand new. it made jungkook's early morning mind throb a little. "careful, kook." yoongi says, taking the glasses from namjoon—who had just returned from the bathroom. "don't move too fast, alright, bun? you've been sleeping for a while," jungkook gratefully takes his glasses—which he occasionally used—and puts them on. his eyes widen and he gasps, jumping backward and pressing his spine against the headboard as he pants, his chest heaving. something flops over his eyes, and he gasps, even more, when something on his lower back pulses. 

"hey, hey, shh, it's okay, it's okay," jimin soothes, trying to move closer to him, but jungkook just squeaks, his lower spine area throbbing now. he tugs at the floppy objects covering his vision, each side of his head bursting out in pain. 

they had tails. ears. sharp teeth. jungkook realizes that he has them too, minus the sharp teeth. he had two prominent front teeth instead. yoongi had his usual cat-like eyes, but they were more pronounced and sharp, one velvety black ear sprouting from each side of his head. a short—almost like it had been cut that way—appendage sways behind him and his canines glinted in the morning light.

seokjin had an elegant, white, fluffy tail gracefully swirling between his legs, soft, snow-white ears flicking on his head as well. 

namjoon had cute, black ears, a white, stubby tail that twitched with excitement at the sight of jungkook looking at him, and his eyes had a tan pigment around each of his eyes, like a circle. they would be mistaken for two massive black eyes at first glance, but when you truly inspect him, you can tell that it was a natural pigmentation.

hoseok had a long, elegant tail like seokjin, except it was a burnt orange. shiny, triangular-shaped ears were bursting from his hair, which matched the color of his tail and ears.

taehyung has a poofy, curled tail, which wagged, short, pointed tan ears, and his iconic square smile beaming at jungkook except with the extra sharp teeth. 

jimin has his cute, crescent moon eye smile plastered on his face when jungkook finally looks at him, an even fluffier tail twitching behind him, short, round ears peeking up at him. 

yoongi was a black cat, seokjin was a white-coated mink, namjoon was a panda, hoseok was a fox, taehyung was a pomeranian puppy, and jimin was a squirrel.

and jungkook? 

jungkook was a bunny. 

his lip wobbles and he slumps, covering his eyes with his hands, trying to make himself wake up. "come on, jeon, wake up, just wake up," he repeats, and he hears coos. "you won't believe how long we've wanted you to wake up, kookie. it's been so long," taehyung crawls onto the bed, flopping onto jungkook's legs, nuzzling into the outside of his right thigh. jungkook tenses, but he was oddly relaxed when taehyung snuggles into his leg. "hy-hyung, o-off," taehyung stops, sitting up with a pout and releases a whine. "but kookie, y-you used to love it, and what happened to hy-hyungie?" jungkook stiffens. 

he has never ever called taehyung "hyungie". 

wait. he takes that back. something about everything makes his head throb, and he only remembers ever calling anyone hyungie pre-debut and maybe a little bit afterward. 

"jungkook, baby, do you not remember?" jungkook shakes his head. "no, i don't. what am i forgetting? i-i just don't understand," a gloomy look makes the members slouch and taehyung whines. "you're our mate, kookie." jungkook's eyes are large as he watches them bare their necks, a prominent bite mark of each of their necks. "you have one too," namjoon mumbles, hesitantly stepping forward and reaching to the scared bunny, who flinches at his touch. 

namjoon tilts his chin up, and namjoon grabs his hand, bringing it to his neck. jungkook gasps when his fingers trace over an imprint on his own neck, a tingly sensation electrifying itself throughout his body. 

"wh-what is that?" jungkook asks, and namjoon takes his hands away, sitting at the edge of the bed and looking at them, his ears drooping. "your mark that claims you as ours, and the mark that claims us as yours," the panda quietly explains, but jungkook couldn't wrap his head around it. "h-how? i just don't understand?" taehyung crawls onto him again, kissing his bare thighs. jungkook looks down, gasping audibly and feeling a hot rush spreading over his face as he notices what he is wearing. definitely not something he went to bed in. 

a dark sky blue fluffy sweater was slipping off his right shoulder, and he had sweater paws. he had short, white shorts on, and black thigh highs that had a silver bell in the center of his thighs. taehyung just nuzzled into the small area of skin that was exposed between the two articles of clothing. 

"do you remember when i got them for you?" jungkook snaps his head up from his thighs and toward yoongi, who had asked the question. he sadly shakes his head, and the cat sighs. "that's a shame, i guess that means you don't remember what happened after?" jungkook shakes his head but blinks. it was something he instinctively knew he had to remember, but he couldn't. 

the only thing he remembers was going to sleep after a long day and then waking up to this. 

it was like he was in a parallel universe. 

he gasps. it didn't make much sense, but he didn't have anything else to go by. maybe he just somehow did something that triggered it. that's why he doesn't remember whatever the hell any of this is. if he was here, then that meant—"oh my god," jungkook whispers. 

then that meant the jungkook that was originally here was over there, and most likely cuddling up with his hyungs. yoongi might have already punched him. jungkook groans and covers his eyes. he didn't know for sure, but he was open to any of his brain's possible explanations. 

"can we try?" jimin suddenly says next to him, and jungkook twists his head to the left. jimin's face was close, and jimin's eyes were starry and staring into his. "t-try what?" jimin lightly chuckles, leaning closer, their lips almost touching, to which jungkook retracts a bit. "try to make you remember again? please?" jimin kept moving closer, and jungkook's face heated up when jimin put a hand on his waist, pulling him to his chest. "please, kookie?" jungkook lays limp in his arms, taehyung still snuggling into his thigh making him relax, to which the others notice. "i-i guess so," jungkook didn't know why the hell he was doing this. 

jimin brightens up and smiles, tilting his face up and kissing him gently. 

well, if jungkook had a bucket list, he'd say that kissing a guy for the first time would be checked off. but because it wasn't, and he's never had feelings for a guy before, he freezes and squeaks when jimin's lips trail down his neck, and jungkook's eyes widen when he feels teeth on the imprint he had. "j-jimin, wait—"

jimin bites down on it, the hand he had on the bunny's waist tightening and pulling his neck closer, sinking his teeth in harder. 

jungkook had expected it to hurt like holy hell, considering he's watched plenty of vampire movies and it was teeth biting him, but all he felt was a wave of heat and tingles shaking up and down his bloodstream, rendering him thoughtless and speechless, his mouth agape and a staccato string of sharp breaths leave it. 

"oh my g-god," he manages to whisper, his voice weak and still breathy. jimin licks the mark after, and separates from the bunny's neck, looking at him expectantly with sparkly eyes. "feels good, right?" jungkook slowly nods and taehyung chuckles on his thigh. "did you remember anything?" hoseok asks quietly, hesitantly stepping near the bed, his expression solemn. 

jungkook scrunches his eyebrows together, nibbling his lip as he thinks. he knew for the first few seconds he was afraid that jimin was drinking his blood, but then it faded into a day at the carnival, and jungkook recalls that day, except when he wasn't a bunny, and when his bandmates weren't infatuated with him. 

but it was different. instead of just a fun day out, it was a date. a date with popcorn and cotton candy and cherry cola dripping off his lips, as jimin holds his hand, leading him to the ferris wheel.

"th-the ferris wheel," he mumbles, and they all grin. "what happened there, bun? do you remember?" jimin presses, a hopeful glint in his eye. 

"hyungie," jungkook whines, giggling when jimin picks him up, rushing to the ferris wheel before it closes. it was nearly ten o'clock, only a few more minutes before it would be closed. the other five trail far behind them, yelling for them to go faster, that it's almost ten, they need to hurry. 

jungkook's bunny ears flop over his eyes and he grins, jimin's arms protectively holding him over his shoulder. "i told you that we're going on that ride, kookie, i'm keeping my promise," jimin says, and jungkook's heart flutters.

jimin still hadn't marked him yet, and he promised that he would at the top of the ferris wheel, when the sky was dark and the carnival lights were bright and neon, looking over the entire fairground at the top. jungkook's heart warms his chest, and he smiles widely. 

"please don't close!" jimin yells, and the person running the ride grins softly at them. she unlocks the gate, and jimin pants and bows at her. "thank you so much," he sets jungkook down, and the bunny bows as well, but the woman, who was a grizzly bear, just nods. "there's no need, boys, now go on," jimin giddily leads the starry-eyed jungkook to the ferris wheel cart, sitting down on the seat across from jimin as the lady closes the cart, smiling at them before pulling the lever. the ferris wheel's lights are brightly shining, their neon glow lighting up the entire fair and jungkook gasps, staring out over the carnival, jimin coming behind him and hugging him, nuzzling into jungkook's nape. 

when they're at the top, jungkook twists in the squirrel's arms, facing him, his eyes glimmering in the neon lights. 

"you boys want to go on too?" the five shake their heads in unison, staring up at the top cart of the ferris wheel, where the two were. "no, this is their moment," namjoon whispers, and the grizzly bear smiles kindly. 

jimin leans closer to his neck, his warm breath tickling jungkook's sensitive mark that he had from the other five hybrids. jimin couldn't wait to mark his as well, and gently kisses it, licking it. "are you ready, kookie?" jungkook tightens his grip on jimin's sleeve, nodding vigorously, wanting to be able to call jimin his mate. "yes, please hyungie," 

jungkook blinks and looks back up. "you bit me," he presses a finger on the mark, biting his lip when a tingly sensation makes goosebumps prickle his skin. "here," jimin nods, his lips curling. 

"mhm, that's right," he cuddles the bunny, who huffs. just because he remembers, doesn't mean he wants it. he knew he didn't belong here, he was human, and straight, for god's sake. 

"are you hungry?" jungkook perks up, seokjin smiling softly at him. "jimin, off. baby's hungry," jungkook scrunches his face up at that, but scrambles out of taehyung's and jimin's clutches, collapsing on the floor when he tries to stand. yoongi leans down, picking him up, tsking. "you're not used to walking, kook." jungkook struggles, trying to escape, glaring at yoongi's shoulder when a hand softly pats his ass, making him stiffen. "stop struggling, baby, let hyung help you," jungkook watches as yoongi's shortened tail curls in delight when he relaxes in his hold. 

he's placed in a chair, and suddenly a plate of noodles is placed in front of him. "be a good boy and eat for us, yeah?" seokjin hums, kissing his cheeks. his stomach rumbles at the sight of the food, but he crosses his arms, facing away from the plate. "oh, that's right, i'm sorry baby, hyung didn't mean to forget," seokjin sits next to the chair next to him, holding a fork to his lips. "come on, honey. open up for hyungie," jungkook purses his lips at the word "hyungie". 

"can i help, hyung? please?" taehyung begs, and seokjin nods, allowing the puppy to help. taehyung bounces over, bending to jungkook and presses the mark, jungkook not being able to stifle his whine in time and moans, a forkful of noodles being shoved into his mouth. he chews, glaring at taehyung with crossed arms, turning to seokjin, his mouth open as he waits for food. "aww, such a cutie," seokjin praises, and jungkook frowns while swallowing. 

he really didn't want to be fed, or fed by seokjin especially. seokjin fed him when he was a human too, and it was annoying. he was a grown man, a grown man that was tall, and muscular—wait. jungkook looks down at his sweater hole, tears forming when he fails to see his muscular arms and body. he had abs, sure, but they were less toned and his biceps were much smaller than his human ones. he sniffles, thinking of all that hard work gone. 

usually, he wouldn't cry about it, if he had lost muscle, he would just work out, even more, to get them back, but he felt sad and sensitive. "oh, honey, what's wrong?" seokjin asks, wrapping his arms around the hiccuping bunny. "m-muscles, they're g-gone," 

"who's going to tell him?" namjoon asks, and the others look around. yoongi sighs, stepping close to jungkook, cupping his face, wiping away his tears with his thumbs. "kook, you've never had the biggest muscles, you're a natural birther," jungkook's eyes widen and his tears stop. he wriggles free from seokjin and yoongi, leaning into the table for support as he stands. "holy—" 

not only was he a limp noodle, but he was also short. even jimin and yoongi were a few inches taller than him, and fresh tears glistened over his eyes. "i-i'm short," 

"are you feeling alright, honey?" seokjin asks, pressing the back of his hand to his forehead, sighing when he doesn't feel an abnormally cold or hot temperature. jungkook just stares at his feet, which were concealed by the thigh highs. he readjusts his back so he's leaning on the table with only one hand on it, reaching down to take the bell on his left thigh-high between his thumb and index finger. it jingles, and his heart involuntarily jumps into his throat. 

jungkook flinches when yoongi places his palm over his, hooking his chin in the bunny's shoulder and letting out a sigh, nosing behind his ear and humming when jungkook's scent invaded his nostrils. "you have no idea how much i missed you, bunny," the cat mumbles in his ear, and jungkook feels how much emotion it holds. yoongi was grumpy, but when you snuggle yourself under his skin, he's usually super sweet and wants to hold your hand all of the time. jungkook liked holding yoongi's hand when he was a human, yoongi's small hand fit nicely into his and he liked the feeling of warming his hyung up with palm and fingers. 

instead of his hand engulfing yoongi's, yoongi's hand completely holds jungkook's. 

"i-i missed you too, hyung. i think," 

namjoon noses behind his other ear, kissing his earlobe and making his heart pound. he didn't know what was going on, or why, but it was so warm and he felt himself want more, but his mouth refused to open. 

"we should cuddle," namjoon whispers, and the others nod. yoongi picks him up bridal style, allowing jungkook to stare up at him as they all make their way to a room jungkook forgot they had. when he was human, they had the room, they just never used it. if they did, he didn't know about it.

he gasps when he spots a huge pile of blankets and pillows on the floor, nicely folded and stacked in the corner. "wh-what is this room?" he asks, yoongi chuckling and carefully placing him down on the floor, it soft and pillowy despite only being carpet. the room smelling earthy and kind of like a dewy meadow, and he remembers hoseok smelling like that some days. "is this hoseok hyung's room? i-it smells like him," taehyung sits beside him as they watch the others take the blankets and pillows to nicely form a nest. "it's the nesting room, where we used to come to cuddle a lot, kookie." jungkook glances to his side, giving the pomeranian a questioning look. "if it's for all of you, why does it only smell like hoseok hyung?" 

taehyung purses his lips, still facing forward. he knew that if he looked at jungkook that he would tell him. he couldn't. not when jungkook barely remembered anything. it would be too much for all of them. 

"tae, can you bring kookie over? the nest is done," namjoon asks, and taehyung wordlessly grabs jungkook over, setting him in the middle of the circular nest. jungkook sits straight, looking all over for hoseok. his fingers squeeze the blankets he was sitting on, involuntary tears brimming his eyes, he swipes them away, scolding himself for crying over something so stupid. since when was he so sensitive and since when did he want his hyungs around him 24/7? 

"kookie? oh, baby, what's wrong? are you okay? are you hurting?" he turns his head to jimin, shaking his head. why would he be hurting? there was nothing wrong with him.

"hoseok hyungie," jungkook snaps his mouth shut after he says it. he only remembers saying hyungie years ago. and it was still occasional, usually for hoseok. "he's just getting your special stuffy, baby," jimin says, cuddling onto his side as they all smile when they all realize that jungkook called hoseok "hyungie". jungkook didn't ever recall having a special stuffy, but of course, everything's different here.

soon hoseok silently shuts the door behind him, holding a purple bunny stuffed animal. jungkook felt an immediate emotional attachment to it. the fox hands the stuffed animal to jungkook, and he takes it gratefully. he's never had an insane stuffed animal addiction, but he loves this one just by one glance. he presses the beady eyes of the bunny into the pillowy head, softly smiling when the face looks deformed. 

arms wrap around him, and he recognizes it to be jimin. "what did mr bunbun do for you to squish his face in, hm?" jungkook yawns, his grip loosening on the stuffed bunny and he hates to admit it, but he likes the way jimin holds him. when he's human, he's the one who holds jimin because of the massive height difference between them and jimin gets lonely and sad after concerts or meets. 

"mmph," jungkook mumbles, closing his eyes and relaxing. jimin gathers him in his arms, laying him down on his side and covering him with a blanket. "sleep, kookie, you've been through a lot," jungkook hears him whisper, and feels his bandmates rest their heads on him, taehyung cuddling in his thigh again, jimin is spooning him, hoseok's having him lay his head on his chest, and jungkook's too tired to think about where the others are. they avoided his stomach for some reason though, but he supposed that stomach areas can be sensitive. 

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"oh god, what if he doesn't his eyes open again?" hoseok panics, gripping at the roots of his hair from across the room. "he will, he's just a heavy sleeper, it's okay, hobi," namjoon says hushed, trying to calm the fox down. jungkook groans softly, squeezing his eyes before opening them, he sits up, scratching his head. "hyung?" he mumbles, and hoseok is suddenly in front of him, cupping his face and holding it in place. jungkook stares into hoseok's eyes deeply, the feeling of hoseok's hands on him making his heart race faster, and his breath stutter in his throat. 

he didn't like it, the feeling of being so vulnerable for hoseok, a male, and his friend, for heaven's sake. 

"hey, are you okay?" jungkook slowly nods, and notices that the room is dark. "what time is it, hyung?" 

"it's three in the morning," yoongi gruffly answers, not too keen on the fact that his mate suddenly woke up panicking about jungkook not waking up, but he understands, the event that happened a few weeks ago having them all on edge and wondering if it was all over. 

"are you feeling alright?" jungkook nods again. didn't he just answer this question? 

he squirms, feeling his sweater stick to his sweaty chest. "i think i'm going to shower," the bunny mumbles, and taehyung cheers. "yay, bubblebath!" "i think i'm going to shower, by myself," 

"yay, bubbleba — wait, what?" taehyung pouts. "don't you want to rejog your memory, bun? this will be a good time for you to try with taehyung," seokjin explains, and jungkook blushes with a frown. he knew remembering would mean that taehyung would have to bite him again. it's not like he didn't enjoy the feeling of having bright memories flash before his eyes all while an unfamiliar feeling of foreign pleasure rushes through his veins, it's just that it was done by them. 

his bandmates, best friends, he practically considered them brothers. but still, he found himself drowning in the warm feeling of having one of them hugging him or the nice sensation of butterflies tugging at his heart whenever he accidentally says "hyungie". there must have been something with this mark they've been talking about. he knew that it was pretty much something that bonded them forever, and he does feel somehow closer and more comfortable around jimin, but still, was this the only way to make him remember?

taehyung's tail wags as he waits for jungkook to answer. "mmph, fine," taehyung cheers again, even though it is three in the morning. yoongi grumbles, but drowsily kisses jungkook's right bunny ear before falling back asleep, cuddled up with namjoon. taehyung enthusiastically picks jungkook up, slinging him on his hip and rushing to the bathroom down the hall. when they leave the room, seokjin places a hand on hoseok's slumped shoulder. "hobi," he says, and hoseok slouches further, his head leaning down as he covers his face with his hands. "we can't have it happen again, hyung, neither of us, especially him, can do this again. he was out for two and a half weeks, hyung, what if we decide to try again and it happens again? what if he's gone for longer?" seokjin sighs and lifts his head to the doorway, looking out into the hallway though there was nothing there. 

he wanted jungkook to remember, but at the same time, he didn't. he couldn't go through the sight of jungkook's face wet with heartbroken tears. it broke all of their hearts. 

"you're saying a lot of "what if"'s, hobi. relax, it won't happen again," even though he was just as scared as hoseok, he had to keep himself under control. for the sake of all of them. 

taehyung hums as he turns the knob, warm water rushing out of the faucet and into the white rectangular tub, squirting in some rose-scented soap into the water, the surface of the liquid bubbling and making him smile. he turns back around, seeing jungkook sitting on the sink counter, still fully clothed. "kookie? you're still dressed?" jungkook tugs at the bottom of his sweater, biting the inside of his cheek and slightly nodding with a pout. "you're still here, hyung," he mutters, and taehyung chuckles. "you've seen me naked before, kookie, and i've seen you," he boops jungkook's nose. "in all your beautiful glory," jungkook scrunches his nose. "you're cringey." taehyung shrugs, a smug smirk spreading over his face. 

jungkook's seen taehyung naked plenty of times, sure, but not in this context. not when he's running a rose bath for him, wanting to bite his neck. 

taehyung slips his shirt over his head, throwing it into the basket full of dirty clothes next to the locked door. jungkook's face heats up when taehyung strips all the way down, trying his hardest not to look down. "come on, kookie, a bath only works if you're naked, and your memory may come faster if we're in the same environment, and that means you being completely bare," taehyung encourages, jungkook reluctantly lifting the blue sweater over his head and letting taehyung take it. 

jungkook usually had muscles to make himself look and feel better whenever taehyung—or any of the members really—had to sneak in during his showers to keep the time under the minimum if they're nearly late to something. now he was just skinny and slightly muscular. and short. 

jungkook lifts his hips so he could tug off the shorts, his neck, and chest blooming with red when he sees that he had nothing underneath. nothing too different, besides having completely smooth skin and having at least one inch knocked off. he pouts. he was proud of what his genes gave him, and now he's a bunny and he's shorter than he's supposed to be. taehyung hums and kisses his shoulder, slowly slipping the right thigh high off and peppering jungkook's neck while slipping the other off. "up we go, kookie," taehyung lifts him by the armpits and gently dunks him in the water, jungkook's muscles immediately turning into jello and he sighs. he leans his back, closing his eyes. it was silent for a few seconds, and he was grateful for it. 

his eyes shoot open when taehyung wriggles behind him in the tub, making the bunny sit on his lap. jungkook chokes on his spit and his mouth feels dry, his bunny tail was twitching and taehyung chuckles. "guess what?" 

"wh-what is it?" taehyung kisses his earlobe, wrapping his arms around jungkook's small body and snuggling into jungkook's neck. "i love you," jungkook sucks in a breath when taehyung bites down on the still sensitive mark, and jungkook flutters his eyes close, going limp. 

"guess what peaches?" taehyung whispers, and jungkook giggles, playing with taehyung's fingers. "what is it, hyungie?" the pomeranian tightens his hold on the bunny, hooking his chin over the younger's shoulder and chuckling with a hum. he presses a gentle kiss on jungkook's mark from their other mates, excluding jimin as he hasn't found the right time to mark the bunny yet. 

"i love you," jungkook turns his head, pressing his pink lips on taehyung's. "i love you too, taehyungie," jungkook snuggles back into taehyung's chest, baring his neck. taehyung's breath hitches and his tail wags a little, sloshing the water. 

he leans close, the rose scent invading his nostrils and he trails his fingers over jungkook's figure, hands dipping under the water to hold onto jungkook's thick thighs, the smaller gasping and sighing when he finally sinks his teeth into his neck.

when taehyung separates from his neck, jungkook feels tense and he wants to be held more. "did you remember anything?" taehyung's voice was low and gentle, patient. jungkook—without facing taehyung—nods, grabbing the canine's hand, fidgeting with his fingers, making taehyung smile. "you always liked playing with them," jungkook bites down a giggle at the low teasing timbre of taehyung's voice. "in more ways than one," taehyung rasps, kissing jungkook's bunny ear and stiffening his fingers to make jungkook more amused. "i got that," jungkook says, and exhales. 

"bun." jungkook twists his neck, looking at taehyung with an expectant expression. "hm?" 

"do you really not remember?" jungkook gulps at the intense gaze taehyung was offering him. jungkook stares at him, searching for any anger. it must have been too long, because tears glaze over the puppy's eyes, still not breaking the eye contact. 

"oh, taehyung," jungkook breathes, turning to completely face his mate. he hugs his arms around his neck, taehyung enveloping his arms around jungkook's waist and nuzzling into jungkook's mid-shoulder area. jungkook leans his head on the top of taehyung's hair, hesitating before chastely pecking the top of taehyung's hair. 

taehyung's tail wags and jungkook feels taehyung grin against his shoulder, and he quickly retracts from the elder. he sits awkwardly in front of taehyung, the rose-scented water making jungkook's body feel light. or maybe it was the fact that he willingly kissed taehyung's head to make him feel better. 

he didn't know. he didn't really care either. the water was now cold, and he lightly shivers when taehyung carefully lifts him out of the tub, draining the water and wrapping a grey, fluffy towel around jungkook, gently wiping him off and having a towel draped over his own hips. jungkook let taehyung lead him to the bedroom he woke up in a few hours ago, before hopping on the bed, his feet just barely touching the floor. taehyung digs through a dresser drawer, pulling out clothes. "are you okay with not being able to wear thigh highs? i don't see any in here," jungkook pouts, but nods.

he had grown a weird love-hate relationship with those things. they were warm and they hugged his thighs nicely, but still, they were feminine and they had bells. you could hear him coming from a mile away with them on.

"can you please lift your arms?" jungkook does, and taehyung pulls a white tank top over his head, the grey towel slipping off from jungkook's smooth skinned shoulders, pooling at his hips, his cute bunny tail twitching. 

jungkook makes taehyung close his eyes when it's time for jungkook to put on his boxer briefs and shorts, grumbling how he was actually wearing underwear this time. taehyung teases him that he just saw everything two minutes ago, but jungkook doesn't listen. he didn't want to allow taehyung to see him more than once, especially when he could do something about it. he was pretty sure taehyung was peeking through his eyelids though, because when jungkook bent over, there was a quiet curse from behind him, making jungkook pull his yellowish orangish shorts up faster than he usually would. 

taehyung quietly closes the door behind them, jungkook yanking himself free from taehyung's gentle grasp, hopping into the nest of blankets. "kookie," jimin mumbles, opening his arms and sleepily beckoning jungkook closer. the bunny reluctantly listens, laying beside jimin and letting himself get smothered in jimin's chest. taehyung comes behind him, spooning him and chuckling while blowing cool air onto jungkook's mark, humming when jungkook wriggles, not being able to decide if he wants to get away and sleep or have more of the pleasure. "i see that you marked him, he's more tolerant of you," jimin teases, and taehyung quietly laughs. 

"he remembered and even kissed my head to make me feel better," jimin frowns but smiles after. "i knew i sensed sadness. i just didn't know if it was from hoseokie hyung or not," jungkook yawns between them, curling snugly into jimin's chest. "how about you give your other hyungie a kiss?" jungkook's eyes snap open and glance up at jimin, his doe eyes blinking in disbelief. "no." 

jimin pouts and sighs. "okay," jungkook had a sudden sadness tugging at his heart, and he didn't like it. it was an unfamiliar sadness because it wasn't his. he wasn't used to feeling someone's feelings upfront. usually, he had empathy, but now he's going through the real thing. "f-fine, but not on the lips," jungkook sits up a little, grabbing jimin's face and leaning to kiss his forehead, but with a sharp movement, jimin successfully presses his lips gently to jungkook's. 

it wasn't the first time he's been kissed by jimin, but jungkook couldn't help but feel like it was, like it was a real, genuine kiss. taehyung cheers jimin on when the eldest of the three entwines his fingers in jungkook's soft hair, making sure not to pull at jungkook's sensitive ears. jungkook melted. 

since when was kissing a guy, jimin of all people so addicting? since when has he grown so attached to this romantic affection they've been giving him?

jimin's lips were plush and hesitant when it came to venturing further into jungkook's mouth, but jungkook's hands on his face brought him closer and harder against his mouth. "mmph, kookie," jimin hums into his mouth, chuckling when pulling away. "not on the lips, huh?" jungkook blushes but flops back onto the nest of blankets. "whatever," the bunny mumbles, jimin laying next to him and looking at him with starry eyes. "that was the most horniest kiss i have ever seen," taehyung says, and jimin laughs with his moon-eyed smile, jungkook bashfully giggling. 

"god kookie, i'm so happy you're awake. i love you so much," jimin says on jungkook's bicep, and closes his eyes. he wasn't exactly expecting an "i love you" in return, as jungkook's memory was still out of place. taehyung wasn't either, considering when he said it, he didn't get told it. "i...i love you too, hy-hyungie," 

a hand wraps around jungkook's ankle, dragging him out of taehyung's and jimin's grasp, making the youngest squeak. yoongi curls around him, holding him close to his chest and playfully kicking at taehyung and jimin when they try to get jungkook back. "you guys are too loud, i'm trying to sleep. it's only fair," yoongi argues, and jimin and taehyung collapse with a huff onto yoongi, pouting. 

"hyung?" jungkook whispers, and one of yoongi's eyes opens. "hm?" 

"what does the mark do?" both of yoongi's eyes are now open, looking deeply at jungkook, searching. "as namjoon said before, it claims you as ours and claims us as yours. it's something that secures the bond that we have with one another and allows us to know how each other feel." jungkook nods with a thoughtful expression. "is that why i could feel jimin hyung's sadness?" yoongi nods and cuddles into jungkook's neck, his breath fanning over jungkook's mark, the younger tensing when he kisses it. "still sensitive?" jungkook wordlessly nods. "you've always been that way. such a cute, sensitive bunny," jungkook sucks in a breath through his teeth when yoongi kisses it once more. "we missed you a lot, kook, please know that," 

jungkook weakly nods, staring at the wall. an odd feeling wells up in his chest. did he really mean it when he said that he loved jimin? he didn't have the chance to stop it. it came out before he could think like it was so normal. 

he closes his eyes, yoongi doing the same and hugging him. 

jimin and taehyung look at each other, frowns on their faces. "something's bothering him," the squirrel whispers, the puppy nodding in response. "do you think that he remembers what happened?" jimin shrugs and readjusts his head on yoongi's back. "i don't think he will until hoseokie hyung marks him. that's why we need to mark him before hoseokie hyung does so he has the support and knows that how we're feeling and that we're not angry with him," taehyung grabs jimin's hand, kissing jimin's cheek. "i love you, jiminie hyung," jimin smiles and brings taehyung's hand to his lips, kissing it softly. 

"i love you more, taehyung," 

——-

he whimpers, tears rolling off his cheeks and feels lips kiss them away, hands gently shaking him awake. "kook, come on, wake up, it's just a dream, baby," jungkook recognizes it to be yoongi. his eyes open, and he looks around, panting. "hy-hyung? hyung where are they?" jungkook's body was shaking, and his hands grip at the blankets he was cuddled up in. "who, baby?" jungkook swipes his eyes, wiping away his tears.

he really didn't like the dream. there was blood, so much blood, the iron scent staining his skin and making his stomach twist. he felt empty like he had lost something so special, so important, like his source and reason of life had been violently yanked away from his grasp. his hearing was muffled, and his vision blurred, but he could hear screaming and crying, and it echoed in his mind, slowly dipping in and out of consciousness, arms picking him up, and his hand weakly lifts away from his stomach, his scarlet palm falling to his side, feeling tears that weren't his falling onto him. 

"jimin hyungie, taehyungie," he finally stutters out, and yoongi hugs him close, holding onto him and carrying him out of the room. jungkook latched onto him, crying into his neck and trying to calm down. 

it had felt so real, vividly so. he could feel the pain, the warmth of the arms carrying him, the cold, tears rolling off of his cheeks. 

"jimin. taehyung." yoongi says, and they look up from their phones, gasping and rushing up to him, jungkook sniffling and hiccuping violently, shaking his head and wishing that it would end. "kookie, shh, kookie, it's okay, we're here," yoongi carefully passes the bunny to his other mate, the squirrel gratefully taking him and sitting on the couch, taehyung close to him. yoongi walks to the kitchen, where the others were. 

"is he okay? does he need us?" hoseok asks, and yoongi just hugs him. "he wants taehyung and jimin right now, but he's okay," 

"do you know what happened?" namjoon asks, and yoongi separates from a distressed hoseok. "i assume that he had a bad dream. he woke up crying," they glance over to the living room, noticing that the bunny was still crying, but he was slightly more relaxed while being coddled by his mates. "do you think that it was—" 

"yes. i do," 

jungkook grabs jimin tightly, straddling the squirrel and attempting to regulate his breathing, but the crimson flash of blood fills his brain again, and he hugs jimin tighter. taehyung rubs his back, kissing his ear repeatedly, whispering it's okay now, we're here now. 

jungkook couldn't think straight, his fists constantly cleaning and releasing on jimin's sweatshirt sleeves, nosing at his neck and wanting to mark, to claim. 

reassurance that the relief he was receiving was real. his mouth opens, jungkook gently licks jimin's mark, and taehyung whispers words of encouragement, jimin pulls him closer. jungkook nibbles at first, his hesitancy quickly morphing into desperation and appreciation for jimin. his teeth bite, and he feels his own mark bloom with warmth and what he guesses to be instant relief rush over him, and he breathes deeply, sucking at jimin's inflamed skin, his tail twitching with giddiness. "hyungie," he breathes, and jimin kisses him, kisses him so hard but so tenderly, and the feeling of reluctance finally washes away in jungkook. 

he could feel jimin's happiness and taehyung's excitement, and it was contagious, he couldn't help but feel the same way. "feeling better, bun? hm?" taehyung asks, and jungkook leans on jimin's chest, nodding and letting jimin pet his ears, the squirrel's thumbs gently caressing over the velveteen texture. "don't ever hesitate to tell us when you need us, kookie, okay? we're so proud of you for telling us how you feel," jimin's chest rumbles when he speaks. "we love you so much, kookie," taehyung presses his lips on jungkook's head, but jungkook whines. "hyungie," 

"needy little bunny, hm?" jungkook nods and cranes his neck, puckering his lips and making grabby hands to taehyung's face. taehyung holds jungkook's wrists, the bunny's hands cupping his face with the tips of his fingers curled into taehyung's hair, eagerly squirming on jimin's lap and kissing taehyung. taehyung's tongue ran over his mate's bunny teeth, the puppy chuckling when jungkook's gasps, the younger surprised when his tongue touches taehyung's, but soon quickly becomes addicted to the soft, warm feeling of the elder's mouth. 

"and you said that i was the horniest kisser," jimin snorts when the two separate, taehyung playfully rolls his eyes and jungkook blushes, stuffing his face into jimin's chest. 

taehyung shuffles down, resting his head on jungkook's thighs. jungkook's soft breaths fanned over jimin's neck, and jungkook wraps his arms around jimin's neck, pulling him closer. "boys, we're going out to get some things," seokjin says, and jimin and taehyung nod, both too distracted with jungkook's soft hums of content. "you two are coming with us." namjoon says, and their heads shoot up, jungkook pouting. "yoongi's staying here, so jungkook can remember with him," 

"but hyung, he needs us," taehyung holds jungkook's waist tightly, giving them puppy eyes. "yeah, we're his mates," jimin hugs the other side of jungkook, the bunny blushing. "we all know what's going to happen if we leave you two here with him," yoongi says through gritted teeth, his black ears drawn back. "mmph, fine," taehyung carefully releases jungkook, and jimin does the same, pecking jungkook's cheek and standing up. 

yoongi crawls onto the couch, waving the others off as he wraps his arms around jungkook, looking down at jungkook with loving eyes, tilting his face up by the chin with his fingers, smiling widely at the starstruck bunny. jungkook's heart pounded in his ears, and he glanced at yoongi's mark, nibbling on his lips. "and we're supposed to trust him to be alone with kookie?" yoongi cranes his neck to taehyung, growling and making him back up. "yes, now come on," seokjin pushes taehyung out of the house, sending an assuring smile to yoongi before closing the door behind him. 

"yoongi hyungie," yoongi takes his eyes away from the door behind him to look at the younger, whose face was now closer. "what is it, baby?" yoongi's left-hand reaches up for jungkook's hair, tenderly petting the strands, jungkook's heart flip-flopping in his chest and making his cheeks red. "can we go to the nesting room?" yoongi smiles and nods. "do you like the nesting room?" he asks, his feet padding on the floor as he carries jungkook through the hallway, opening the door and placing jungkook in the nest. "mhm," jungkook snuggles back into pillows and blankets, opening his arms for yoongi. "'s cozy," he mumbles, the cat laying on top of the younger, cautious to not adding too much weight. "is this okay?" jungkook nods, liking the way yoongi's face snuggled into the place where his neck and shoulder met, placing sweet kisses there. 

jungkook glances over yoongi's relaxed shoulder, seeing the cat's shortened tail. he pokes yoongi's side. "hm?" jungkook struggles, trying to grab yoongi's tail, but yoongi was swaying it in a way where he couldn't reach it. "hyungie, what happened to your tail? why is it so short?" yoongi realizes that he was trying to grab his tail, and he bends it, purring when jungkook's small hand pets it. "you sure that you don't remember everything? this was the exact question you asked me last time." jungkook blushes but shakes his head. "please tell me," 

"taehyung," jungkook gasps, releasing yoongi's tail, making the elder sigh. "what do you mean taehyungie did it? why did he do that?" yoongi shrugs. "he was teething, and i didn't think that it was a problem. he needed something to chew on, and he liked my tail, so i let him have it," jungkook gasps again. "he bit your tail off?" yoongi chuckles, taking his face away from jungkook's shoulder to look at him in the eye. "no, bun. he just nibbled on it, but his teeth grew very sharp over his teething phase, and next thing i knew there was a huge cut on my tail and it needed to be amputated." jungkook bites the inside of his cheek. "oh." 

"were you angry at him?" that cat shakes his head, swiping jungkook's bangs away from his doe eyes so he can see them better. "no, why would i be? it's a tail. i would give up three inches of my tail any day for taehyung." 

"i would too," yoongi chuckles and sits straight, pulling jungkook with him. "taehyung likes playing with your tail, not nibbling on it, so you don't have to worry about it. how about we go get your thigh highs on? i think jin hyung washed them for you," jungkook bobs his head, but makes no effort to move. he enjoyed the calming aura of the nesting room with yoongi. this yoongi was the yoongi that jungkook's yoongi from the other world would only let any of the members see rarely. 

yoongi was always a sweet hyung, masking his affection and concern with his tired, grumpy facade. it didn't take long to snuggle through the facade for jungkook—or any of the members, really—and they liked how kind and considerate yoongi could be. 

but that occasional side of yoongi from jungkook's human world was all the time here. 

jungkook loved it. 

everything was odd here, but like the attention he gets, he loves it. "bun?" jungkook blinks dazedly, and smiles bashfully. "mhm, wan' them on," jungkook squeaks in surprise when yoongi kisses his nose and forehead and cheeks. "you're so precious, kook." 

when they're both in jungkook's room, the cat sets him on the bed, digging through the drawer a few feet from the bed the bunny was impatiently bouncing on. his tail was twitching with excitement and his chest felt weird. he felt so happy for no reason at all. maybe it was because it was fun to bounce on the mattress. maybe it was because he genuinely was feeling like this was where he was meant to be.

yoongi chuckles at jungkook when he turns around, a light pastel pink oversized sweater, a pair of black short shorts, and the thigh highs he got for the bunny as a courting gift for jungkook. 

yoongi was more of an old-fashioned type of cat. he liked courting his mates with special gifts and trinkets that he either made, bought, or found. for jungkook, he spent a lot of money on the thigh highs that jungkook loves so much. for taehyung, he made a teething toy that the puppy still has displayed on his bookshelf. he wrote a year's worth of love poems/letters for namjoon, that he sometimes catches the panda reading with a cute dimpled grin. he gifted jimin with a wall of pictures that he had taken for the squirrel, the photos ranging from pretty rocks to jimin smiling while eating with taehyung. 

as for seokjin and hoseok, they had claimed him before he could court them with gifts, so he had no need to get them gifts. 

jungkook hurriedly slips off his clothes to pull his pink sweater over his head and shimmy into the black shorts. yoongi kisses his neck as he pulls the thigh-high upward, carefully rolling the delicate black fabric up the thick thigh of the bunny. "lift your thigh a bit, bun," jungkook complies, and the bell jingles when he does, making yoongi smile on jungkook's flesh, tenderly dragging the tips of his fangs on the sensitive bite mark, jungkook flinching but leaning closer. 

"we need both on, baby, lift," jungkook lifts his hips again, and yoongi quickly slips the second thigh-high around the majority of his leg, clearly not having as much patience as he did when he first started. the cat's warm, slightly rough tongue lapped at the blooming mark, jungkook's toes curling with excitement and he closes his eyes, gasping when yoongi's mouth removes itself from his neck and gently grazed on the shell of his ear, whispering a raspy, "i want you to be loud, babybun. i want you to feel everything. let jimin and taehyung know how well i marked you," 

he lets his canines stay in position for a few seconds, the pointed ends lightly pressing onto the bunny's neck, but not hard enough to puncture before his left arm snakes up under jungkook's oversized sweater, running the rounded centres of his fingertips up jungkook's spine causing the younger male to shudder, baring himself even more so to his mate. yoongi's hand comes through the hole of the sweater where jungkook's head slipped through mere minutes ago. he holds the left side of jungkook's jaw, tilting it upward to expose the fragile bunny's claiming mark. yoongi finally nips at jungkook's skin, already feeling the bond between him and the bunny beginning to strengthen. 

yoongi kisses up jungkook's thighs, paying close attention to the inside areas, nibbling carefully and licking nicely on the soft, pinkening skin. the male above him writhing and pleading for him to stop teasing and mark him already, but he just purrs louder and continues making little hickeys on the flesh that wasn't covered by the shorts or the thigh highs jungkook was wearing. it was something that taehyung would definitely see first, considering that he cuddles into jungkook's thighs more often than not. 

the little bells rang quietly with each jolt of jungkook's hips, causing the cat to spread the younger's legs, even more, the sweet smell of honey and sugar beginning to become stronger and yoongi's mouth waters. "god, hy-hyungie, please," jungkook begs, and yoongi chuckles at jungkook's desperation. "louder. hyung can't hear you," jungkook whines and pants, yoongi's open-mouthed kisses trailing up his skin and getting closer and closer to where he wants him to be. "hyungie, pretty please," yoongi coos in his ear, kissing it while running his hands all over jungkook's body under the sweater. 

"aww, look at you, so whiny, hm? i might just wait a bit longer," jungkook shakes his head vigorously, tears springing to his eyes when yoongi's fingers pinch and twist his nipples. 

"no?" yoongi leans close to his neck, his warm, teasing breath feathering the bite mark the bunny was baring to him. "well, why don't you ask louder then?" jungkook could feel yoongi's smirk on his neck and yoongi's eyes patiently gazing up at him, waiting for him to plead once more. heat pools in his lower abdomen and he feels himself getting wetter and wetter, the scent of honey and cinnamon tumbling in the air and causing yoongi's pupils to constrict before dilating and repeating. 

"yoongi hyungie, please, i wanna be yours," tears roll down his cheeks, to which yoongi wipes away tenderly with the pads of his thumbs. "you're already mine, baby. even when you're not marked." jungkook's right-hand flies to tug at yoongi's hair, feeling himself become closer to the cat and he smiles, his heart pleasantly racing in the confines of his ribcage.

"kook?" jungkook cranes his neck toward his mate. "hm?" yoongi's eyes held concern, and jungkook's face morphs to confusion. "hyungie? what is it?" 

"bun, you're crying," jungkook's eyebrows lace together in confusion and he lifts a hand to his face, and sure enough, tears glistened in the light. suddenly both of them are hit with a wave of sadness, and jungkook shrivels on himself. "bun, baby, why are you sad?" yoongi cups jungkook's wet face, tenderly kissing away more tears. "hy-hyungie, i-i—" jungkook cuts himself off with a sob. 

even saying "hyungie" makes his heart clench. his tail stops its excited wiggles, and he lays limp in yoongi arms as he straddles the cat. 

the word was just a simple reminder of what was happening to him. he really hadn't wanted to admit it, but now with being marked three separate times and now knowing how three separate people adore him and wish the world for him, it's all overwhelming. 

because he's not a bunny. he's not a hybrid. he's not theirs. they're not his. he's a human that got jumbled into some type of dimensional malfunction. he didn't know how long he had to stay here, whether it be two seconds or a day. he liked it here. 

his emotions and opinions were rapidly changing with each millisecond he spends here, as time ticks by, he gets ten times more comfortable here with them. 

yesterday when he woke up he was scared, confused, and straight. he was angry as he was being held and babied and cooed over. but when jimin's teeth sunk into his neck and the vision of the bright neon lights danced in his head and it felt so real and he wished that the platonic and friendly day with his bandmates would be that. 

he wanted to be confessed to by jimin on the ferris wheel. 

the yearning sensation of wanting to belong here grew when he had gotten endlessly praised by them. being called cute and pretty even when he's short and not as muscular as he once was. they still assured him that they loved him. 

his lips tingled when he kissed taehyung's head. so did his neck, where the mark was scarred. he immediately melted at the very thought of the puppy nuzzling into his thighs, gently kissing him where the skin was most sensitive. 

and the teasing ways of yoongi, sweet yet sultry and patient enough to make jungkook beg for what he wants, but in the end giving in to the bunny's wishes. jungkook loved the way yoongi—or any of them, if he's, to be honest—gazed at him as the little silver bells jingled with the slightest jostle. 

the logic was out the window by the time jimin had first kissed him. his emotions and body and brain were adapting quickly to the affection and he can't help but want it all the time. and now. 

he wanted namjoon to mark him. he wanted seokjin to mark him. he wanted hoseok to mark him. he wanted more. 

he couldn't help but feel helpless and vulnerable. everything here was different and everything he at one point hated here he now loved and thrives off of. this wasn't his place. this wasn't his taehyung. this wasn't his jimin, or his namjoon, or his hoseok, or his yoongi or even his seokjin. they were hybrids, they were gay, and they were in love with him. with each other.

he didn't belong here, but he wanted to. so so bad. 

"i love you. s-so much hyungie," jungkook kisses yoongi, tears rolling off his cheeks and he smiles despite the pain in his chest at the taste of yoongi's mouth.

"baby, i love you too, we all do. so so much, and we missed you," jungkook snuffles. 

that was another thing. he still had no idea why they had missed him so much and why he was apparently out cold for two weeks. it was confusing and it made him even more eager.

a small knock at the door breaks through jungkook's silent sniffles and yoongi whispers of praise. "there you are," jungkook's heart leaps at the sight of seokjin, the mink's white, elegant tail swaying with a happy grin on his perfect face. taehyung and jimin soon rush in after, frantic and hyper. "is he okay? what happened?" they bombarded them with questions and jungkook could sense yoongi's amusement. 

"he's okay, see? babybun is marked and such a cute little boy," he purrs into jungkook's neck, and jungkook shivers. hoseok and namjoon walk in, both smiling at the sight of jungkook finally looking comfortable and happy.

"yeah, we know, we could feel it," jimin teases, taehyung snorting and nudging him with his elbow. "you almost fell," jimin blushes and huffs out, "says you? you nearly bent over and—" taehyung slaps a hand over the squirrel hybrid's mouth. "don't expose me," he whines, and jungkook giggles, leaning back on yoongi's back and twisting his head so he could see yoongi. 

the cat smirks and softly smiles when he catches jungkook staring. "hey, bun, do you need something?" everyone's eyes are abruptly on him, and he swallows a whine. "want to be marked," yoongi kisses his neck chastely before glancing up at the remaining three who haven't marked the youngest yet. hoseok clenches his jaw and his stomach swirls with anxiety. 

before any of them can answer, the bunny hops off of yoongi's lap, leaving his body cold without the added body heat. "and where do you think you're going, hm?" seokjin asks teasingly, his voice amused. jungkook just giggles shortly, replying with a quiet, "nesting room, hyungie," and he hops off, the quiet bells jingling and becoming fainter the farther he gets away.

"do you think he's ready?" namjoon asks nervously, calming down when jimin wraps an arm around him and kisses his temple. "yoongi? does he seem like he's ready?" seokjin asks, and the said male's eyes slide from his hyung's to hoseok's anxious figure. "yes. you saw how comfortable and happy he was, he hasn't been like that since he woke up. he acts like..." he takes his attention from the fox and back to seokjin, wetting his dry lips. 

"like he wants to be here. like he wants to remember and learn more. i'm ready to give it to him you are," 

jungkook's bunny tail wiggles when his hyungs start filtering into the nesting room, jimin and taehyung immediately dropping next to him and nuzzling into him. "kookie, we haven't asked you what you wanted, and..." hoseok trails off, avoiding jungkook's doe eyes which were blinking cutely.

"we want to know. what is it that you want, baby koo?" seokjin asks, resting a hand on hoseok's slouched back while still gazing at the small bunny.

jungkook opens his mouth, but shuts it afterward. he knew what he wanted. he wanted to be marked and loved and praised and cooed over. he wanted to be theirs. he wanted to savor the time he might have here with them, like this. 

tears form in his eyes at the thought of not being here long enough for them to mark him. "i-i want to be marked. i-i wanna be yours s-so bad and i just—" taehyung and jimin squeeze him lovingly. "i just want to stay here forever and be with you," 

jimin kisses the base of his left bunny ear, whispering softly of how much he loves him. taehyung hugs him closer, pressing gentle pecks to the still sensitive imprint on his neck. 

"are you sure that that's what you want, honey bunny?" seokjin whispers on his lips, cupping his cheeks carefully and jungkook nods. 

"we've always loved spoiling you," he mutters before melding their lips together, and jungkook felt something inside him heat up pleasantly. "joonie, come over here, cub," seokjin calls out, reaching out one of his hands for the panda to grab and crawl closer. 

namjoon looked so cute with his plush lips formed into an impatient pout, his glasses propped on the bridge of his nose and making him appear ten times cuter. "kookie," he murmurs, and jimin and taehyung detach from jungkook to let namjoon have him. "my sweet, baby kookie," hand brushing a few stray strands of hair into place, fondly grinning at him with a small blush frolicking on his chubby cheeks. 

"how many ways do i have to say i love you for you to notice how beautiful you are?" 

jungkook whines when namjoon's teeth gently clamp down, probably the most gentle out of the four of them that had marked him. 

"hm? do you mind telling me? i will learn a million different languages for you," jungkook just pulls him closer, nosing along the panda's bare collarbones with a bashful beam. "would you really?" namjoon hums, nodding while pecking up jungkook's chest, sucking small hickeys around the shoulder area, slowly getting closer and closer to jungkook's tender mark. 

it was still throbbing from the attention given to it by seokjin, the teasing bastard. he was worse than yoongi.

"well, of course, kookie," namjoon mouths the bite with little to no hesitancy. "i'd do nearly anything for you," 

jungkook raises a brow, jutting his bottom lip out. "nearly?" namjoon giggles into the younger's skin, his own lips turning upward into a dopey grin. "of course. if you were ever to ask me to stop loving you, i wouldn't—and couldn't—do that," he peppers jungkook's pretty bunny face with pecks, moving closer and closer to the bite mark until he kisses the mark while sliding his tongue over it, his ears being gifted with a cute whine from the male underneath him. "i simply love you too much," 

and he carefully bites, jungkook's eyes sealing shut at the overwhelming sensation. 

jungkook's grip loosens on the panda when he retracts, eyes wide with adoration and love. seokjin pats namjoon aside, who almost whines before he's kissed by yoongi, which seems to be enough. seokjin pulls jungkook impossibly close, the bunny latching onto him as he's brought to a wall, his spine being pressed flat against it before he's arching toward the mink, who holds both of jungkook's wrists above his head and to the wall with just one hand, and the twin reaching behind and feathering over jungkook's twitching tail.

jungkook's breath is ragged just by the thought of what they might look like, his short legs wrapped around seokjin's waist, his long, droopy ears flopping backward and his body is shuddering, his neck exposed by how much he's arching into the eldest. 

"how much do you think i should tease you, hm? maybe i should make you wait until the rest of them mark you," he mutters, and jungkook shakes his head, the aroma of honey and cinnamon egging seokjin on with his teasing. "no? i don't know, honey bun, maybe i can just fuck you and make you wait and beg. you'd like that, right?"

an involuntary moan tumbles from his lips, red and tugged and bitten by his rodent teeth. 

"but you wouldn't get to share it with hobi, now would you? being so selfish with you," the mink teases, long tail reaching to sweep over jungkook's right cheek, lifting his head to look at him. "you like people being selfish with you, hm?" jungkook nods vigorously, everything warm, sweaty, wet. 

"good, my little bunny. we'll be so selfish with you. we'll love you and praise you and mark you," his timbre darkens each time he tells jungkook what they're planning to do with him. "you'd like that the most," seokjin's voice softens, soft white ears flicking with interest at the noise of jungkook small, desperate pants. "yes, y-yes hyung, pl-please," 

"such a sweet little prince, saying please? our good boy," jungkook can't even think to stifle his moan when seokjin finally cemented the bond between the two of them, chest blooming and mark warming up even more from being teased so much.

jungkook's heart soars with the number of new emotions coursing through him as seokjin gingerly sets him back on the nest of blankets and pillows, next to hoseok, the fox's hands tightly squeeze the purple bunny that jungkook feels so attached to. 

"hyungie," he calls out, and hoseok's head snaps up, eyes full of concern and affection. jungkook was aware that the others were watching, just like they had with namjoon and seokjin, he could feel the excitement coming from jimin and taehyung especially, could practically hear the puppy's tail wagging and thumping the floor. 

"yes, baby?" jungkook giggles and crawls over to hoseok, the fox handing him the stuffed animal before he exhales through his nose when jungkook gets comfortable on his lap. "whatever happened before to make me sleep that long, i promise i'll be here. we'll get through this." 

hoseok's eyes have a slight glossy sheen to them when he locks eyes with jungkook after fleeting his attention away from his and jungkook's entwined fingers. "okay," is all he says, and leans close, jungkook holding his breath when he feels the sharp, familiar prick before he goes lax.

hoseok's smile is huge and bright as he calls jungkook over, waving a hand towards him while the other is hidden behind his back, presumably hiding something—a gift. the bunny giggles, bopping the fox's nose, smiling just as wide as him, hoseok's smile that resembled a heart being awfully contagious. 

"what is it, hyungie?" hoseok's heart races with excitement as he squishes the soft plush between his fingers. he pulls it out from behind his back, and jungkook squeals happily. "hyungie! is this for me?" jungkook's hopeful eyes fly from hoseok's blinding grin to the fat, purple bunny stuffed animal that he already loves. 

"mhm, i don't usually like getting courting gifts, but i saw it and i immediately thought of you and i just wanted to give it to you..." hoseok swallows, holding out the bunny plushie while not looking at the younger hybrid in front of him. "do...do you accept it?" jungkook squeals again, pouncing on hoseok gleefully and cuddling into his chest while hugging the plush animal close. 

"so does this mean..?" jungkook trails off, hiding his pink face behind the lilac purple stuffie. "that we're mates?" hoseok finishes, chuckling at the slight, barely noticeable nod in response. "i think so, the only thing left to do is to uhm," jungkook giggles and sits up, kissing hoseok's cheeks. "marking," he says, eyes wide with fascination and happiness. hoseok slowly leans to jungkook's neck, licking there subtly before tightening his hold on jungkook's hips and gingerly nibbling, heart pounding in his ears. 

hoseok separates from jungkook's neck, but the bunny remains in the same place, staring at hoseok's rising and falling chest, plushie being smooshed by his fists as he remembers more. 

this wasn't the time that hoseok first marked him during the pre-debut days, in fact, he thinks that it's after they all marked him. it was intimate, hoseok kissing down his bare chest—

"gonna fill you up with such pretty pups, hm? you're gonna be such a great mother, baby," jungkook keens at the praise, a smile spreading over his lips at the thought of having pups or kits or cubs or overall just babies with hoseok. 

the seven had collectively decided that if anyone was to breed him first, it was to be hoseok, being jungkook's first mate. 

"such a pretty bun, our pretty boy," he rubs the tip of jungkook's right bunny ear, whispering softly. the other had trails downward, nails slightly grazing the skin of the bunny hybrid's thighs, causing the whimpering boy to shudder. "hy-hyungie," 

hoseok plants a kiss on jungkook's smooth abdomen, a single finger sliding into the bunny, the younger's muscles tensing before relaxing, walls clamping.

the sweet, intimate moment morphs into one of blood and crying, jungkook knowing this all too well. 

hoseok was shaking, cupping his face as tears roll off his chin and onto jungkook's bloodied shirt, begging and pleading for him to stay awake. it was all muffled, jungkook's vision drowsy and pain-filled, and he couldn't get it out of his head. 

"o-our pups," is all could manage, hoseok gently but hurriedly picking him up and rushing him out while multiple footsteps hurry after them, jungkook holds his stomach, face drenched with tears of loss for his babies. they had been so close to being born, just a few more weeks. two, beautiful babies that would have been theirs.

but it was a miscarriage.

"i-it wasn't a dream..." he whispers, wiping away stray tears that slipped while he remembered everything.it wasn't a dream?" jungkook feels the emotions of sadness and guilt. "no, baby, we wish it was, but, it wasn't a dream," jimin mutters assuringly, but jungkook hiccups, placing his hands over his stomach. 

he knew that when he was human he wouldn't be able to carry babies, but here, he could feel the guilt and the pain of having the death of his pups. 

"i-i'm sorry, it's my fault, isn't it?" 

it was near instantaneous, with how fast they all bombarded him with compliments and reassuring statements, telling him that it wasn't his fault. "no, bun. it wasn't your fault. it wasn't anyone's fault. it was just a bad draw of luck," yoongi consoles, taking glances at hoseok, who was just hugging jungkook closer than before. 

jungkook felt warm. he didn't sense any anger, just sadness, and support. no one was upset, and he made up his mind.

"i want to try again." he states, and hoseok's arms tighten around him, the room going silent and still. "baby,...what? are you — are you sure?" jungkook nods at namjoon, but hoseok shakes his head. "jungkook, we can't...we can't do that again, i won't let you go again. you have no idea how scared we were," 

"and you have no idea how much i want to try again. hoseokie hyungie, i love you so much, and i know that it didn't work, but i hate to see you sad and blame yourself for something that wasn't your fault." jungkook tenderly holds each side of hoseok's head, keeping eye contact for as long as hoseok lets him. "i love you. and so will our pups," something about that sentence was so natural for jungkook, and his confidence grows with each second passing. 

"kookie what if—" 

jungkook presses his index finger against the elder's lips, gently smiling at him with starry eyes. "we're having pups. all of us," hoseok slowly nods, and jungkook pulls his finger away from hoseok's mouth, before squeaking when arms wrap around him from behind and pull him back, nuzzling into him and kissing everywhere. he recognizes it to be taehyung, the smell of vanilla frosting invading his nostrils.

"t-taehyungie!" 

taehyung just squeezes him tighter, exclaiming, "we're gonna have the prettiest pups ever!" yoongi crawls in front of him, his feline eyes trained on jungkook's spread, squirming legs. "he's right, you know, with a mother like you, they're bound to be beautiful," jungkook whines when taehyung's cute, docile, chaste kisses turn lengthier and sloppier, with his tongue sliding over the throbbing scar. 

"taehyungie, stop hogging the baby," jimin huffs, dragging the bunny to the center of the nest, the youngest gulping at the six pairs of hungry eyes trained on him. 

"i think it's only fair that i'm the one who gets to prep him, seeing that he loves me the most," jimin speaks up, and taehyung yanks playfully on the squirrel's tail. "you wish, with those stubby fingers you'd reach nowhere," jimin glares at the pomeranian, crossing his arms. "who has the longest?" taehyung asks, knowing full well what the answer is. 

"it's not just length, it's skill, you pests," seokjin scolds, and shimmies closer to the bunny, nestling between his thighs which were quivering at the thought of seokjin's curved digits.

jungkook's heart thumps into his throat, humming when namjoon lifts his head up and sets it on his soft and squishy thighs, the panda brushing the younger's long fringe out from his eyes. "are you ready, honey bunny?" seokjin asks, and jungkook nods in confirmation, lifting his hips to help the mink slide his shorts and boxer briefs down and off from his body. namjoon removes his sweater, seokjin about to pull the thigh highs off when yoongi puts a frantic hand over his, wetting his lips. 

"leave them on," seokjin smirks and smiles at the cat and kisses his forehead sweetly. "as you wish, kitten," yoongi blushes and goes back to his spot. 

the scent honey and cinnamon make their mouths water, the bunny's sweet, enticing smell making them go crazy. "okay, baby koo. are you sure?" jungkook doesn't think he's ever been more desperate for someone in his life. 

"y-yes yes please, hyungie," seokjin hums, clearly pleased. "very well, honey," 

seokjin's finger drags across the bunny's wet hole, slick gushing out from him and beginning to drip down his thighs, the black fabric of the thigh highs soaking it up and shimmering with wetness. seokjin, impatient with his own actions, slides in a finger, carefully pumping it, using his unoccupied hand to hold jungkook's wiggling hips still, the hybrid already panting and begging for more. 

"hy-hyungie, please," jungkook's eyes flutter when the heat curls in his lower gut, his body shaking with sensitivity. "please what, baby? tell hyungie what you want," seokjin coos fastening the pace of his finger, gently curling it and dragging his curved knuckle along the ripples of jungkook's hot, wet, walls. 

the bunny felt tears cloud his already fluttery vision when namjoon takes a hand away from his bunny ear and rubs his nipples, and he involuntarily arches into them. "i don't remember you being this sensitive, kookie, is that how desperate you are?" yoongi murmurs next to his left ear, the younger shivering and crying out when hoseok wraps a hand around his pathetically hard cock.

"answer your hyungie's question, baby, or can you not? are you that lost? hm? our good boy," hoseok kisses his pelvis, jungkook emitting a whine and a cry in reply. 

he tried his best to answer, but then seokjin purposefully added another finger and moved faster, and namjoon pinched his nipples again, muttering quiet compliments to him. 

"hyung, is it possible if we can lift his hips up a bit? i wanna try something," jimin asks, and seokjin nods, kissing jungkook's bent knee before pulling his heaven-sent fingers out, allowing jungkook some time to breathe without having his walls constantly drilled into. 

his eyes fall closed, hoseok's hand slowing down around his length and he hears chuckles of how relaxed he gets, yoongi's hot breath and hitting his earlobe, "i wouldn't get too comfortable, baby," he rasps, and before the bunny could even think of replying, his eyes shoot open with a loud, drawn-out moan.

his chest heaves rapidly, squeals of bliss leaving his lips as seokjin moves his fingers nimbly, jimin's tongue lapping at jungkook's walls beside them. hoseok's hand picks up speed again, and namjoon and taehyung occupy themselves with jungkook's nipples, yoongi making sure to verbally tease jungkook to tears, the poor, shaking baby rabbit's orgasm coming faster than it ever has before, and the pressure builds within him, mark pulsing as his get tightens, his hold quivering around seokjin's talented digits and jimin's amazingly skilled wet muscle.

his entire body shakes and tightens, and he tugs at jimin's soft hair. the heat was becoming harder and harder to ignore, and with a high-pitched whine, he cums, cum landing all over hoseok's fastening hand and leaking down his wrist. 

"hy-hyungie," he whimpers, and yoongi hums, kissing his soft cheek. "you're doing so well, baby bun, such a good little boy," 

"i think he's prepped well enough, who's going to go first?" seokjin asks, carefully removing his fingers and softly squeezing jungkook's thigh when he whines at the loss. jimin doesn't let up though, now having more room to delve deeper, kissing and licking sloppily, spit and slick dripping off his chin messily, moaning at the taste of jungkook's sweet slick. "i think we should go in reverse order of how we marked him," 

taehyung suggests, a smug smirk turning at his lips. "you've always loved sloppy after-jimin seconds, haven't you?" yoongi teases, and taehyung blushes while jimin finally separates from jungkook's puckering hole. 

he already felt close to cumming again, jimin's mouth too skilled for his body to deny. 

"i wouldn't mind going first," jimin says, and taehyung cheers. jimin slips off his shirt, throwing it somewhere in the corner of the room. his hands grasp jungkook's thin waist, dragging him closer and making his thighs spread farther to make room for him. Jungkook trembles, arms falling above his head and jimin coos leaning downward and planting a short, delicate kiss on the bunny's forehead while carefully pulling his own shorts and boxer briefs down, shuddering when his hands make contact with his leaking cock. Jungkook's vision was hazy and he could barely focus on just one thing, he felt seven different sets of emotions and sensations, heat pooling ad spreading throughout his body and making his skin slicker. 

"Are you ready, kookie?" jimin asks, voice soft yet raspy with desire, and jungkook bobs his head, biting his lip and arching into jimin's chest when the tip of jimin's cock presses into him, walls stretching with delight and slick gushes around jimin's pulsing cock fervently. 

The elder pushes more and more until his pelvis collides jungkook's ass, both moaning at the tingles wracking up and down their bodies. Jungkook's bunny ears twitch at the sounds around him, soft whines from namjoon, gruff grunts from yoongi, hums from both seokjin and hoseok. 

All so overwhelming, for both jimin and jungkook, so the squirrel begins his thrusts, blunt nails clawing into jungkook's petite waist and causing some blood to stain the skin underneath jimin's fingernails. Eyelids fluttering, lips reddened with his teeth constantly nibbling on them, jungkook breathes fast, satisfied moans emitting from him every few thrusts, but becoming more frequent the harder and deeper jimin fucks into him. 

he can't help but wriggle and writhe, jimin's cock hitting deeper and deeper, and suddenly he sees stars, jimin's cock colliding with something inside him that was sensitive and pleasurable, and his cock twitches as his thighs tense. "hy-hyung, i'm g-gonna," jimin nods, sweaty and hot, his hips stuttering as jungkook's walls become tighter around his aching cock, pressure accumulating in his lower abdomen before snapping.

hot spurts of cum fill jungkook and he thrusts slowly to a stop, panting and hovering over jungkook who looked satisfied. "good boy, baby. five more," jimin whispers, pecking his cheek and gingerly pulling out, a mixture of slick and cum spilling out of him and onto the blanket he was laying on.

 taehyung's immediately there, eager as always, tail wagging as he licks his lips at the bunny underneath him. his cock was noticeably hard and red, waiting to fuck jungkook messy. 

"we're gonna do something less boring than jimin did, kookie. all i need you to do is trust me, 'kay?" jungkook nods breathlessly, still trying to catch his breath. 

he's pulled up by taehyung, and set on his hands and knees, blushing as his bunny tail twitches with excitement at the new position. he can only imagine how sinfully lewd he looked, slick and cum dribbling down his thighs and soaking his thigh highs, and his tail wiggling with enthusiasm as he impatiently waits. taehyung's hands are now on him, pulling his ass closer and he thrusts in, cock filling jungkook up.

he doesn't wait and sets a fast pace of fucking hard into jungkook's sensitive bundle of nerves, causing the bunny to cry and whine, arms wobbling as they lose feeling. 

he lurches forward with each motion, and he collapses onto the blanket, fists shaking. he moans are muffled yet still loud, tears endlessly rolling down his cheeks. "Good, bunny. Our good bun," taehyung praises, his sweet words contrasting with how hard he's thrusting. The bunny in return moans louder, volume increasing before they turn silent. The overstimulation on his walls and prostate making his lungs squeeze and skin boil.

large tears stain jungkook's sweaty face, his cheeks reddening with arousal and lack of a proper inhale of oxygen. "hy-hyung," he weakly moans, voice breaking when taehyung growls and pistons his hips deeper, the tip of his cock penetrating jungkook's insides so nicely, and jungkook's absolutely fucking wrecked, fucked out in bliss already, whining into the blanket. 

he rides up the blanket with each snap of taehyung's pelvis, fingers grasping onto it and trying to keep hold of something, because he was slowly losing himself to a heady feeling, something submissive and floaty, and he could feel himself fall. 

the second he does, everything seems more intense, he can feel, hear, touch, everything. his senses were focused and alert, yet still pliant and eager. 

"fuck, kookie. you're such a good boy," taehyung grunts, clenching his teeth and clawing deeper into jungkook's soft flesh, reeling back and bringing jungkook hips back to collide harshly, again and again, jungkook's figure writhing and tensing as his orgasm begins to accumulate faster. he could feel himself starting to reach his high, the way jungkook's heat was so sloppy and wet with slick and jimin's cum, the thought of it had him shuddering, clenching his eyes and groaning.

he fucks his cum into jungkook, who takes it like a good boy, whimpering and shivering as he too cums, cock worn and body tired from the events. 

taehyung slowly moves, easing out and in, sweetly kissing up jungkook's sweaty spine, caressing his fluffy bunny tail. 

jungkook was still planted on the blanket, ass up when namjoon comes over, tilting his face up and holding a water bottle to his lips, to which he parts and allows him to pour it down his throat, gulping it down and panting after he finishes half of it. 

"are you sure you still want to do this, baby? absolutely positively?" jungkook faintly nods, nibbling his lips when taehyung slips out of him, a thick string of cum connecting them before snapping, now dribbling down jungkook's legs. 

"i'm sure, hyungie," the panda nods, leaning down and pressing a little kiss on his slicked up forehead, moving jungkook's fringe from his eyes with a fond grin.

"yoongi, hyungie," jungkook croaks, pushing himself up and making grabby hands to the cat that was already there, kneeling in front of him and cupping his face. "you're going to be the best mother in the world, kook. absolutely precious babies," he whispers, lips lifting upward, black ears flicking. 

the bunny blinks at him, heart hammering in his ears and he smiles, tiredly yet brightly, he was so happy and satisfied where he was, and the thought of having babies was so appealing. 

in any other dimension, it would be foreign and maybe even revolting.

yoongi picks him up by his thin waist, positioning him so he's straddling the elder's hips. cum leaked out of his hole and onto yoongi, but it just seemed to make yoongi more aroused, judging by his darkening eyes that glinted with need. 

Jungkook's rim was puffy and pink, stretched wide and gaping, fluttering and trying to suck yoongi's cock inside, but yoongi simply held him there, above his erect cock that had precum beading at the tip. Slick spurted from jungkook as he impatiently whines, wanting so badly to have yoongi inside of him. "look at how much comes out," yoongi gushes, predatory eyes sparkly in fascination. "jesus," hoseok grunts from across the room. "Hyung," jungkook wriggles in his hold, complaining with a bashful blush spreading over his already reddened cheeks. "I know i know, hyung's sorry, kookie," yoongi coos, pressing an exaggerated kiss on his sweaty forehead and letting him sink downward and onto his throbbing cock.

Jungkook nearly cums. Yoongi's cock was so thick and fitting, it slightly stretched his sensitive rim and he rocks weakly onto his mate, who grunted low. He waves namjoon over, who crawled over impatiently with a giddy fever on his cheeks. "You think you can take both joonie and i, bunny? Hm?" jungkook barely comprehends what was said to him before he nods, fast and zealous.

Namjoon settles behind the whimpering bunny, hesitantly taking a glimpse over the rabbit's shoulder to get a nod from yoongi. The panda aligns his cock alongside yoongi's, taking a deep inhale in and pushing in gently, groaning into jungkook's spine at the slick warmth that enveloped around him. Jungkook took it all easy, loved the stretch. 

Jungkook couldn't muffle his noises even if he wanted to, the sensations that rutted up into him and coursed through his veins were so intense and electrifying and he wanted more and more, he quickly became addicted to it.

"Hyung, hy-hyungies, p-please," he stutters, his voice cracking when his hyung's take turns ramming into his prostate.

"Please what, b-bunny? Tell hyungs what you need," yoongi grunts on jungkook's collarbones, carefully nibbling on the taut flesh. The way they talked to him only made everything better, jungkook was absolutely out of it, just drunk and lost in the pleasure and love and touch, the mix of emotions from his hyungs only made it better.

"M-more," is all he says and they understood perfectly, namjoon readjusted behind him and gripped onto his thin waist and fucked deep into him, his face scrunching up as jungkook shook and convulsed around him. Yoongi rutted upwards in time with namjoon, hands trailing up and down jungkook's figure, caressing him and easing him as they practically rearranged his insides.

It doesn't take long for any of them to cum, namjoon does it with a cute whine that made seokjin coo from a few centimetres behind him, having had moved there to praise the panting panda when he noticed he was close. Yoongi bites hard into jungkook's neck again, cumming with a long, shudder-inducing drawl, fucking it deep into jungkook as the bunny takes it all with a pleased mewl.

"You're all so cute," seokjin compliments, gingerly detaching jungkook from yoongi and gathering them into his arms, allowing them to catch their breaths whilst being cradled. "Is this favoritism?" they hear from taehyung, and they chuckle lightly. "Depends on how you look at it, tae baby," seokjin teases but opens his arms wider for both jimin and taehyung to crawl in. 

After a few minutes, jungkook becomes restless. "Catch your breath, bunny?" seokjin inquires curiously, and jungkook blinks up at him with galaxies in his eyes. "Mhmm," 

The mink lets a smirk spread over his features and he playfully growls. "Good," he simply says, and the others disperse from the temporary nest of limbs and bodies, giving seokjin room to take jungkook up into his arm and lead him to the wall, slamming him against it. Jungkook feels arousal curl in his gut at the action alone, and more slick drips from between his thighs. 

"You're doing so well already, precious," jungkook gets hoisted up into seokjin's hold again, legs wrapped securely around seokjin's waist with his arms hugging seokjin's neck. "We're going to have the prettiest of babies, and everyone's going to be so jealous of us for having them, and having an even prettier mother to take care of them," 

seokjin had already pulled his cock from its confines, pumping it fast and forcing a shaky breath from his gritted teeth. 

he immediately sets a brutal pace when he rams into jungkook in one quick thrust, jungkook's spine arching and tail wiggling in satisfaction and the feeling of falling apart in seokjin's strong grasp. 

seokjin's fucking hard and deep, not at all slow or allowing him to breathe, constantly and perpetually knocking the wind from his lungs and causing him to love it even more. 

his spine was colliding with the wall with each motion, rough enough to create a bruise that jungkook will admire the next time he looks in a mirror. he was no doubt covered in bruises and markings of teeth, he could feel the ache and throb and complain when they're interacted with, purposefully or not. 

jungkook could only imagine how much of a mess he appeared to be, he could sense all the cum and slick drizzling off from him and making a sticky mess in, on, and below him. 

his bunny teeth bite onto his bottom lip, trying to regulate his emotions and breathing, but seokjin kept going, kept anomalistically railing into him without missing a beat, without breaking this sacred rhythm of skin on skin and mouth on mouth. 

seokjin's and jungkook's teeth clack together and jungkook moans loud into the messy and spit-filled kiss, seokjin humming and grunting when his orgasm approaches. the pace slows, and turns into a more languid, deep one. "that's my good boy, precious boy," seokjin stammers when he cums, pushing and pulling jungkook's delicate hips. jungkook can only create a small puddle of white, the raw feeling of his release eliciting a squeaky whine from his throat.

jungkook can't remember being pulled off seokjin's flaccid cock, only remembers the sensation of warmth leaving him before reuniting with him in a new form, a new scent. 

jungkook recognizes it to be hoseok, hugging him close and holding a bottle of water to his lips, quietly urging him to drink. he obeys, blinking with blurry vision and humming when his bunny ears are caressed. 

"are you sure you can do this, kookie? i don't want to overwork you," hoseok asks, and jungkook nods, tiredly wiping his mouth with a smile after finishing his water. "yes hyungie, i'm sure," 

hoseok kisses his neck and shoulders, sucking a small hickey directly above the scar that throbbed with need. 

he licks it, pressing a loving kiss on it after. "as long as you're sure," hoseok whispers once more, flipping jungkook to his back, getting settled between his spread thighs and admiring him properly, fingertips delicately tracing over each divot and crevice, enthralled. 

"i love you so much, baby," hoseok mumbles, carefully easing in jungkook and halting every few seconds, wanting to make it as easy and soft as possible. "i think we all love him," taehyung complains from across the room, playfully pouting. "okay victoria justice," jimin murmurs under his breath. 

"who's that?" taehyung asks, uncrossing his arms and looking at his hyungs. "it's an american actress who gets easily jealous when the spotlight isn't on her," namjoon quietly explains, answering them so he could focus back onto jungkook and his writhing figure. 

"can you guys shut up? this is literally one of the most important times of our lives and you're ruining it with people no one talks about anymore," yoongi throws a stray pillow at taehyung, who catches it with a bright, square smile. 

never has jungkook ever felt so happy, so welcome and so loved. his hyungs made every situation enjoyable and worth living for, and he felt himself falling deeper in love. 

he wanted to stay here for as long as he could, even if he knew it couldn't possibly be forever. 

the fox fills him up for the last time and jungkook mewls. 

airy, bubbly feeling envelopes jungkook, and he's brought into the state of euphoria. lips and comforting hands are on him in an instant, making him feel safe and warm. 

"you did so well, bunny,"

"we're so proud of you, baby, so proud," 

"such a good boy, we love you so much," 

he hears, and he giggles at the tickling lips. 

after bathing and getting cleaned up and soothed, they remake the nest with new, fluffier blankets, collapsing on top of each other and fall asleep. 

———

"jungkook," a voice whispers. 

"jungkook, you gotta wake up," 

jungkook huffs and sits up from under seokjin's arm, rubbing his eyes with a fist. "hm? what?" he whispers, voice croaky and slightly sore. "over here," 

jungkook jumps when he doesn't recognize the voice to be one of any of his hyungs, but his own. 

he turns to the mirror that was conveniently placed in the room. what jungkook saw made his eyes widen with fear and heart race. sitting there, on the other side of the glass was him, but not him. it made his head throb and he feels a headache coming on. 

jungkook gets to his feet, legs sore and wobbly, and the base of his spine aches with pain. "careful," he hears, and he nods slowly, swallowing the saliva that pooled in his mouth. he stops in front of the reflection, though it wasn't completely following his movements. "wh-who are you? am i-i gonna die?" jungkook asks, stammering quietly, not wanting to wake his hyungs up. 

"i'm you but not pregnant," the other jungkook giggles out. he quickly stops his chortling soon after, looking behind bunny jungkook and smiling at the sight of all his mates. "i see you got them together again. i knew you could do it," jungkook praises, making the rabbit softly grin. "that's why i did you a favor too," he moves to the side a bit, and bunny jungkook gasps happily at the visual. it was his hyungs, his hyungs, sprawled out on a large bed and nestled together. "i thought that it would only be fair to you," jungkook speaks again, returning to his original spot. 

"wh-what are you even doing here? h-how did this happen? this is so cool, a-and 'm just so amazed by it," the hybrid gushes, his iconic bunny smile spreading over his cheeks. 

"i really don't know what happened, if i'm to be honest, i just adapted to it and went with the flow. i kinda guessed what it was all about," 

"as for why i'm here," jungkook says, voice quiet and sympathetic. "i think you know why," 

rabbit jungkook gasps quietly, and tears form in his vision. "please no," he pleads, but he knew it was worthless to try. 

"they don't love me there like they love here, i-i can't leave them, i've never felt this way before, i-i've never been gay before but now all i want is them," the bunny sniffles, large tears rolling off his chin. "i-i can't leave them, please don't do this, please," jungkook sobs, and the other one frowns. 

"those are my hyungs, jungkook, these are yours. neither of us knows why or even what happened, we don't know the long term effects. think logically, jungkook, you're smart. i know that you love them, but think with reason," the human implores, scrunching his eyebrows. he himself had tears appearing in his line of vision. "you came to some type of conclusion, yes? back when you weren't exactly infatuated with them? you have to think like that. pretend that you weren't in love with them. you and i both know that there must be some type of long-lasting consequence if we stay too long." 

"we served our purpose in each other's universe. now it's time to go home," 

jungkook stares at the other with damp eyes and a deep frown. his tail was limp, and suddenly he didn't feel so at home. 

"they don't love me," he whispers. 

"of course they do, jungkook. look behind me. do you really think that they would snuggle up like this if they didn't love each other and didn't love you?  we're never going to truly know all that we did during the time in this universe but i can tell you one thing, they worked hard. they arranged this entire spare bedroom into someplace where you all come to spend time together and be in each other's presence. i know it's not as easy to have a mate that will automatically love you, but they're all so close to opening up," 

jungkook's eyes flicker up from his hands and to the human who spoke with sincerity. "and it might just be hoseok with a purple bunny or yoongi with thigh highs or jimin on a ferris wheel," 

jungkook gasps and trembles. "or taehyung in the bath? o-or namjoon in a million different languages o-or seokjinnie's teasing?" 

the human smiles and nods. 

"the effort will make it a million more times worth it," 

it was quiet for a moment, just the small snores from both sides of the mirror. the bunny looks back at his mates once more, a fond smile on his face. he faces the other jungkook again with a teasing smirk. 

"i never knew jinnie hyung to be so kinky," 

the other jungkook bursts out laughing, wiping away a tear and nodding. "oh yes, most definitely. he has more of a facade here in your universe, but you can definitely tell he's planning on railing everyone," 

they laugh together quietly. the bunny stands up, the human following suit. "well, it was a pleasure having sex with six people," the rabbit giggles, and the human playfully rolls his eyes. "i should probably tell you that i bought a toy. i got a bit impatient waiting for one of your hyungs to confess so there's that." 

hybrid jungkook blushes with a dopey grin. "thanks, i'll be using it soon." 

he bows deeply, standing straight again in time to see the other bowing. "thank you, jungkook, for this. i hope your litter of babies brings you happiness." 

"it will," 

with that, they walk into the mirror, stomachs dropping at the fuzzy feeling. they turn around to face each other once more, but there's nothing but their reflection. 

jungkook smiles at his muscles and height, blowing out a relieved breath of air. he didn't have bunny ears anymore or a bunny tail, but he was happy to be back where he belonged. he turns around to the bed full of his hyungs. 

he crawls into the mess of bodies, doing his best to not disturb them since it was still early in the morning.

"g'night hyungies, i love you," he whispers, exhaustion washing over him. 

"i think i love you too,"