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Chapter 1
Loud screams and snarls from every direction. The sharp crunching leaves under his feet. Heavy panting painted the frigid night air. The smells of pine trees and dirt from the ground clogging his nose. The thick heavy taste of copper. Blind panic, then darkness. That's all he remembered before waking up in a copse. Slowly the boy stood, legs wobbling under his own weight, trying desperately to recollect the events of the night before, the back of his head throbbing in pain as though he'd been hit by a steam train. Judging by the vivid orange spilling across the sky the boy figured he couldn't have been lying there for long, a few hours maybe. He then looked down to check the rest of himself for any damage but to his horror discovered, he wasn't wearing anything. He scrabbled about where he had woken in the hopes of finding clothes, a phone or even car keys but to no avail. The boy began to panic, how had he woken in the middle of the woods with no phone, no means of transport, no clothes and no memory of any of it.
"Woah, what the-" the boy quickly turned to see somebody with their back to him. A boy to be precise, not much taller than him with dark black hair. "Why are you just standing around like that, aren’t you going to put your clothes on?" the strangers voice was deep and soothing somehow. “I would if I had any!” The younger boy screeched with indignation, confused as to why this stranger would think he was purposefully outside with no clothes. “Well where did you leave them?” The older boy snorted and took his hoodie off, then threw it over his shoulder unceremoniously for the younger to catch. "I don’t know, I just woke up here and, well I don't know, I can't remember anything!" the boy's voice became shrill with panic, his mind tried desperately to grasp what was happening right now. The stranger turned to face the boy holding his hands up in surrender. The younger boy in front of him was small with messy brown and kind of cute even though he looked terrified. "Okay okay, I believe you, I live like 5 minutes away, come on. What's your name?" The boy gaped at the stranger in front of him, shocked to see such a beautiful face, the stranger however just sighed; apparently, he was used to this kind of reaction. "My name is Min Yoongi, and you are..." trying to get the younger boy to focus again. The kid snapped out of his daze, now embarrassed by his unabashed staring and tried to form a proper sentence to cover up the awkwardness. "I, er, Park...Park Jimin. W-why, where are we, you know, going?" Yoongi sighed again and rolled his eyes. "I just told you, I live 5 minutes away I'm not going to leave you in the middle of the woods with no clothes, you'll freeze to death, now come on." Jimin just nodded mutely and started to walk with the other boy while he stared out of the corner of his eye; Yoongi didn't look much older than him and was certainly not much taller than him. "Wait, why do you live in the middle of the woods?" Jimin was the first to break the silence; he turned to look properly at the other boy in surprise. Was it normal for people to live way out in the woods by themselves? What if the guy was a murderer and he’s the next victim? Yoongi though, seemed to have read Jimin's mind and began to laugh, "I'm not a serial killer or anything, I just don't like people. So you're kinda forcing social interaction on me, god, you really are burdensome aren't you?" Jimin noticed the lopsided grin on the other’s face, so took no real offence; he scoffed at the older boy. "I didn't exactly want to freeze to death here you know! Seriously though I really can't remember anything, do you know how something like this could have happened?" The boy became somber and stared at the ground confused; his eyes welled in frustration threatening to spill over any second. Yoongi's ached heart for him, the boy looked to young and sweet, he didn’t have the heart to tell him the truth, he stopped and moved to look at the younger boy trying to catch his soft brown eyes. "No Jimin, I don't know how stuff like this happens. I don't think many people wake up in the middle of nowhere with no memory. Everything's gonna be alright though, stuff might start coming back. Now hurry up before you freeze!"
As it turns out Yoongi's house was actually a log cabin, but it was surprisingly warm and cosy inside with large fur rugs covering the wooden flooring.
"Go upstairs and shower, I'll leave some clothes outside the door" the older boy mumbled over his shoulder while he set about building the fireplace. Once Jimin had stepped under the hot shower, he felt a million times better feeling the cold chill leaving his bones. He touched the back of his head, which had been bothering him since he woke up, and recoiled in pain, that was definitely a bruise or a bump, had he been hit in the back of the head? Is that why he was so confused? He tried to remember what had happened that night. The bitter taste of blood, the loud choked off screams, people desperately shouting orders, loud crackles of a fire. Then he remembered the sound of vicious snarling and deep threatening growls filling the air around him. Had there been an animal attack? Who were the people screaming? By the time Jimin stepped out of the shower, it was cold and he was still as confused as when he had gotten in. He quickly dried himself and changed into the clothes that had been left outside the door for him then hurried downstairs to thank his, somewhat handsome, rescuer.
When he got to the bottom however he froze, Yoongi was standing talking hurriedly to another boy equally as beautiful with warm brown hair and soft thick lips, seeing them both in a room together kinda made his head hurt. When Yoongi noticed Jimin standing there slightly slack-jawed he immediately stopped talking and turned to face him properly
"I see you used all the hot water." He stated blankly, avoiding eye contact, Jimin looked at the two bewildered trying to form a coherent sentence
"I, uh yeah, I just..." The other boy walked towards him slightly with a warm smile making his eyes crease slightly in the corners, Jimin thought he was the prettiest boy he'd ever seen, it made him slightly nervous and he began eyeing the front door ready to run at any moment.
"Don't mind him; he was raised in a barn. I'm Jin, it's nice to meet you Jimin. I hope you don't mind but Yoongi filled me in on what happened" his tone hushed as if he was trying to calm a startled animal. Yoongi threw himself into an armchair and looked up at the two boys exasperated
"Of course he doesn't mind, he's in your house! Right?" Jin gently took hold of Jimin's arm, led him to the large sofa, and sat down with his back to Yoongi
"Ignore him. Are you sure you don't remember anything that happened to you?" Jimin became uncomfortable with the weight of both boys staring at him, waiting from him to speak up and explain himself
"No, I..."
Suddenly the front door was thrown open with such force it almost came off its hinges, causing all three boys to leap to their feet defensively.
"Ohmygod, d-did you guys h-hear what happened? H-he’s alive though they didn’t get him too." A small orange haired boy, sobbed from behind his hands as he stumbled into the cabin on unsteady legs.
"TaeTae, are you hurt? What the hell happened, you're covered in blood!" Jin went rushing over to the small boy and dragged him towards the warm fireplace checking him over for any damage, while Yoongi hovered over them looking worried. Jimin stood there transfixed, unable to acknowledge what he was seeing; the boy they were fussing over had fluffy kitten ears and a matching tail!
"Yoongi, run TaeTae a bath and go clean him up, he only has a few scratches nothing major, most of the blood isn't his." Jin pushed Yoongi away toward the stairs and started to clean up the boys cuts completely forgetting about Jimin.
"Who's that?" The orange haired boy stared at Jimin with wide eyes looking extremely frightened almost hiding himself behind Jin's tall frame.
"It's-it's a freaking cat!" Jimin whispered still suffering from shock and starting to question his own sanity, maybe he had just hit his head and this is all a rather messed up dream?
"I'm not a cat!" the small boy pouted and looked extremely affronted, somehow, he managed to look adorable despite, you know, having a tail.
“Anyway why are you looking at me like that? They’re Sirens they’re scarier than me, I’ve never tried to drown anybody!" Taehyung fell about the floor laughing his head off, pointing at Jimin’s horrified face. Jin who stood there blushing slightly, at that moment Yoongi appeared and Jimin swears he heard Yoongi growl, like actually growl.
"Jimin, this is Taehyung he's not a cat exactly, he's a hybrid. TaeTae this is Jimin, he's... well it doesn't matter at the minute. You go clean up; we all need to calm down a bit and talk about this properly, okay?" Jin seemed to shake himself mentally not knowing how to deal with the situation unfolding. Jimin tried his best to smile at the boy and not stare at his fluffy orange ears but it seems he didn't quite manage it because TaeTae stuck his tongue out at him and stalked off with a pout. He thought the orange haired boy was adorable even if the boy had taken a dislike to him, it isn’t his fault, not many people come across a cat hybrid for god sake!
"Don't worry about him; he's a little sensitive about being called a cat and stuff. He'll be fine when he comes back down he forgets about these things pretty quickly. Coupled with the fact that Yoongi is probably up there feeding him sweets, he doesn't like seeing TaeTae cry and he thinks the best thing to do is feed him treats when he thinks I'm not looking." Jin was smiling warmly at Jimin beckoning him to sit back down on the sofa while he closed the front door, which had been left swinging open in the commotion.
"I-er I think I must have hit my head or something, nothing is normal today and things keep getting weirder by the minute." Jimin was biting at bottom lip trying to stop himself from crying, when Jin sat down next to him a wrapped him in a tight hug.
"Don't worry Jimin we'll explain everything in a minute just wait for the other two to come back down. I'm really sorry though because thing are going to get a bit more confusing for you."
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