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"I don't know, Kookie. There's something not quite right about this frosting. I think you should let me taste it, so I can make sure nothing’s missing."
Yoongi stares at the cream cheese frosting in the bowl much like a hawk would stare at a field mouse.
"Absolutely not, hyung. You’ve tasted almost half of it at this point. There’s nothing wrong with that frosting." Jungkook glares at him with a scrunched up nose and his bunny ears twitching in frustration.
They both volunteered to make a cake for the special family dinner today, which marks exactly six months since Jungkook has presented as a hybrid.
He has finished his medication, all the teething problems have settled down, the new album is a best seller and best of all - Yoongi loves him. Which the cat hybrid absolutely shamelessly exploits. Everytime he does not get his way, he resorts to either pouting or smothering Jungkook in kisses.
"I'm sure it needs more sugar, or maybe less. I won’t really know unless you let me taste it." Yoongi stalks around the kitchen table with intent and a glint in his eye.
"Go away right now, you tabby menace. I’m gonna tell Jin hyung about you." Jungkook bends over the bowl to protect his precious cake topping, but while doing so he forgets his rabbit ears until the left one is covered in the white creamy substance. He freezes where he stands, trying to process the feeling of cold stickiness on his ear. It feels weird and all he can think is that he wants it off as quickly as possible.
Before he can stop himself he shakes his head, flinging icing everywhere. It lands on Yoongi, the counter, the floor and also on a very outraged looking Seokjin, who has just entered the kitchen wanting to check what all the commotion is about.
"Ya, you better clean this up, you two hooligans."
"Hyung, he won't let me taste the icing." Yoongi wipes a glob of cream cheese frosting off his cheek and then licks it off his fingers, looking every inch the cat he is.
"Really mittens, that’s enough now. You are licking more icing right this minute and have the audacity to still complain. You should have some consideration for everyone else here - at this rate we will have to eat dry cake." Jungkook stares at Yoongi in complete exasperation. How had he never realized before that Yoongi is completely addicted to sweet things.
"Watch it, bunny boy. I will not be addressed in such a disrespectful manner." Yoongi squints at his boyfriend, his mouth in a pout so cute that Jungkook thinks he will faint on the spot.
"Sorry, I’m sorry - I didn't mean it, mittens hyung." The thousand watt smile Yoongi gives him is what Jungkook lives for.
"Oh please, can you two get a room." Jin huffs, skirting around the mess on the floor and making his way to the kitchen island.
"Give me that bowl, long ears. And then you better go and clean up, we’re having dinner in an hour." He grabs a dishcloth from the sink, continually mumbling under his breath about being saddled with a bunch of children that the company forces him to take care of and how he signed up to be an idol, not a babysitter.
Jungkook gives the oldest a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thanks hyung, you’re the best." Then he grabs Yoongi by the hand and pulls him to their room to have a shower and get ready for dinner.
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They have dinner with the other members and watch a movie after, although Jungkook doesn't pay any attention to what is happening on the screen. He is snuggled into Yoongi on the couch with everyone else either in the two chairs or on the floor wrapped in the blankets that he and Jimin had placed there earlier.
He can feel Yoongi melting into him as he hugs him to his chest, gently nuzzling the cat ears until he hears a low purr.
He lazily looks around at the other members, who are all replete after a tasty meal and the cake that Jin had saved from disaster.
"Hyung, look," he murmurs quietly.
"Mmh, what?" Yoongi pries his eyes open, he had been going off nicely, feeling like melted goo at all the petting he was getting from his bunny boy.
"Jimin and Taehyung, just look at them. It seems they have finally decided that they like each other after all."
"I’ve never seen two people more stubborn than those two."
Jungkook cannot see Yoongi’s face right now but he just knows that the cat is rolling his eyes.
Jimin is snuggled into Taehyung, head on the taller man’s chest, while Taehyung runs his hand through his hair. Every so often he places an absentminded kiss on Jimin’s hair without taking his eyes off the movie that is playing.
Yoongi shuffles backwards to get even closer to Jungkook when he feels the growing hardness against his ass. For a moment he lies still but temptation gets the better of him, so he slowly pushes back again, this time with an extra little grind. Jungkook’s intake of breath is muffled when he buries his face in Yoongi’s hair.
A strong hand snakes around his front pulling him against his back before it starts to wander slowly down along tented jogging pants, pressing with firm pressure. Yoongi slightly bucks into Jungkook’s hand, trying to increase the friction.
He hears Jungkook behind him letting out a loud and incredibly fake yawn.
"I think I’m going to bed, I’m tired." He addresses no one in particular.
Yoongi eagerly nods. "Yeah, it’s been a long day. Bed sounds lovely." He starts getting up.
"Sleep well, you two." Hoseok smirks at them, not saying anything else but they all know that neither Jungkook nor Yoongi are going to bed because they are tired. The other’s mumble good night but no one really pays them much attention.
Yoongi closes their bedroom door and then pulls Jungkook down for a kiss that starts soft and slow, but quickly gets more and more passionate. His tail whips around behind him until it wraps around Jungkook’s arm and stays there.
Jungkook kisses him back, before picking Yoongi up and walking them over to the bed. They fall on the mattress, Yoongi landing on top of Jungkook and grinding his hips into the younger man. The kisses become frantic and messy, Yoongi pulls on Jungkook’s lip piercing with his teeth and swallows the younger man’s moan with a wet and deep kiss.
Suddenly Yoongi finds himself on his back, Jungkook propped on his elbows, his hair in disarray, his beautiful lips swollen from their kisses.
"Hyung … I want you to, uh … what we talked about … I'm ready." His cheeks are stained with a red blush, a mixture of embarrassment and arousal.
Yoongi traces Jungkook’s lips with his tongue. "Are you sure, bunny? We have time, there’s no rush."
Yoongi runs his fingers through the younger man’s hair and smoothes down his gorgeous rabbit ears.
"I want to … I want you to fuck me." It comes out breathless.
At his words the cat shakes his head and presses a quick kiss to his boyfriend's lips.
"That can come later, tonight we’ll take our time and make love." He pulls Jungkook down to kiss him again, lips softly moving across warm skin, hands roaming down along his sides and then swiftly pulling off his t-shirt.
Yoongi stares at the man in front of him, taking in the big eyes, filled with stars, the soft kissable lips, he runs his hands over Jungkook’s broad shoulders, then pushes himself up a little so he can place a kiss on one brown nipple before quickly flicking it with the tip of his tongue.
He pushes until Jungkook lies flat on his back, then sits on his lower belly, making sure to wiggle his ass enough that he rubs against a cock that is now rockhard. Slowly his hands glide along the sides, then over defined abs up along a sculpted torso to flick against chocolate brown nipples again before he gives them a little tug. Jungkook’s small moans make him tug a little harder.
Slowly Jungkook runs his hands up Yoongi’s thighs until he reaches the small waist, lingering there, holding on - to steady himself or Yoongi he does not know. He pulls Yoongi’s jogging pants down a little, enough to free the tip of his hard cock, before rubbing his thumb over it and then slowly pressing down. Yoongi’s breath hitches at the sensation, his breathing becoming shallow as little flames begin to lick along his spine.
He twists Jungkook’s nipples a little harder and bends forward to flick his tongue over first one then the other. He runs his nose along the collarbone and then buries it in Jungkook’s neck, taking a deep breath of the familiar scent. One that has come to mean home and safety, but most of all love.
For a while they lie there, Yoongi on top of Jungkook, leisurely grinding against each other, getting more aroused but also too languid to do anything more.
Jungkook’s hands wander slowly to Yoongi’s ass, squeezing it gently but also pressing it down against his own cock, bucking into the other man again.
"Please, hyung," he whispers, pulling Yoongi’s face closer and kissing him, with intent. This time neither of them holds back. Their tongues tangle, Jungkook runs his fingers through Yoongi’s hair and pets the cat ears, drinking in the moans that escape him.
Their movements become almost frantic as they strip off first their jogging pants and then their underwear.
Yoongi’s eyes roam over Jungkook’s body, taking in the expanse of smooth skin, the tattoos on his arm, the piercing on his lip, the broad chest, flat stomach and finally stops at the beautiful hard cock that makes him lick his lips in anticipation.
He pushes Jungkook back on the bed, and then prowls closer, his tail stroking along the other man’s side. He looks up into Jungkook wide eyes for a second before dragging his tongue along the underside of his cock and then swiping it around the tip leaking precum, savoring the slightly salty taste.
His expression turns serious. "Are you sure, really sure?" Jungkook pulls Yoongi back up until he lies on top of warm skin. His tongue sweeps inside Yoongi’s mouth, exploring the soft heat with a little moan before he looks him in the eyes.
"I am sure, hyung. In the beginning everything felt too much, when it turned out I’m a hybrid and then you and me …" He trails off, just looking at Yoongi, drinking in the tabby ears, the small cute nose and the pink lips that he loves to nibble on.
"Becoming boyfriends was kinda unexpected, I never thought you would feel the same way about me, so it took a while to sink in." He kisses Yoongi.
"I'm ready now, I want you to make love to me." Another kiss, this time more insistent, more demanding. "Do you want me to beg?" He whispers into Yoongi’s ears, flicking his tongue against Yoongi’s lips before plunging into his mouth.
Yoongi kisses him back fiercely until their tongues are caught in a passionate tangle.
Yoongi sits up and looks at Jungkook with a hooded gaze, still not quite sure how he is so lucky as to call this gorgeous man his own.
"Lube," he almost growls, impatience coloring his voice. He tries to reel himself back in. His Kookie deserves nothing but tenderness and care.
Jungkook pulls both the lube and a condom out from under the pillow and holds the items out to Yoongi with a big grin.
The cat shakes his head with a smirk. Seems like his bunny boy is indeed ready.
He squirts a generous amount of lube on his fingers and then nudges Jungkook to turn to his side. The younger man rolls over willingly and lets out a sigh.
Although Jungkook is taller than him, he loves to be the small spoon so Yoongi pulls him against his chest and pushes his lubed up fingers in between his ass cheeks. The coldness makes Jungkook hiss and shiver a little, then he pushes back against Yoongi’s hand.
Slowly Yoongi rubs over the rim of his puffy little hole, working the first finger in slowly, so slowly all the while placing little nibbly little kisses on Jungkook’s neck, his ears, his shoulders and murmuring soft little nothings.
Jungkook feels only anticipation at what’s to come. It has taken him a little time to feel that he is truly ready for this, the last few months have been a lot at times.
The slow slide of a finger feels strange at first and the contact with the cold lube makes him shiver.
"Are you okay, baby?" Yoongi whispers and he nods eagerly. He has never been more ready.
"More," he sighs. "Please, more. I’m not made of glass." He pushes back with a snap and Yoongi seems to take it as a signal to stop being overly hesitant.
He pushes the first finger in completely, waiting for a moment so Jungkook can get used to the feeling. At his little nod Yoongi adds a second finger and carefully starts to open him up.
Little licks of heat are crawling up Jungkook’s spine and he is getting harder with every push of Yoongi’s fingers.
"Hyung, please … I need, please … want," he moans, throwing his head back.
"Tell me what you want, my lovely."
"Want to touch myself." His hand sneaks to his cock and wraps around the hard length.
Yoongi peeks over his shoulder and moans at the sight of a tattooed hand wrapped around the beautiful length, little beads of precum sitting like pearls on top.
"Use lube, it’s easier," he murmurs in Jungkook’s ear and then watches as he moves his hand slowly up and down the hard length.
"Don't come without me," Yoongi whispers, his voice has gone hoarse with passion while he increases the speed with which he plunges into Jungkook’s hole.
He adds a third finger which elicits a sharp hiss from Jungkook, the burn is unfamiliar but welcome.
"Too much?" Yoongi whispers into his ear, hot breath caressing his skin.
A frantic headshake. "No, don't stop." His hand moves up and down his cock faster and faster until he feels Yoongi hook his fingers in just the right way and it almost lifts him off the bed.
"Do.Not.Come." Every word is punctuated by a push of fingers into his hole and makes him moan in wanton anticipation.
"Want to kiss you, hyung." Jungkook turns his head but the angle becomes awkward. A frustrated mewl escapes him.
Yoongi removes his fingers and then moves so the other man can turn to lie on his back. His eyes are big, and slightly unfocused from the pressure on his cock and the fingers probing his hole once more. The heat is licking further up his spine and starts pooling in his belly. He feels Yoongi’s hand run up his thigh and then rest on top of his own hand, squeezing his cock almost beyond bearing. He bucks into it, trying to chase his release, mewling in frustration.
"Hyung, now. ‘M ready, please.'' Yoongi removes the condom wrapper and pulls it over his pulsating length and applies more lube.
"Are you sure?" He asks one last time, his tail running in a soothing trail along Jungkook’s thigh. The eager nod he receives makes him chuckle.
"Right, we’ll go at your pace, tell me if you need to slow down or stop." Carefully he starts pushing in, stopping when he sees a confused frown on the younger man’s face.
He soothingly traces little patterns on soft sweaty skin. "Okay?"
Jungkook frowns and then nods. "Yeah, it just feels weird. Give me a minute, don't pull out."
Yoongi holds still, his legs beginning to shake because he wants to move, his breath becoming choppy when Jungkook gives him a small nod.
"More?" Another nod.
Slowly Yoongi pushes forward, the heat engulfing him almost his undoing.
Jungkook thought that the whole experience would be a lot more magical, not so weird and slightly uncomfortable.
He wriggles around a little to ease the strange sensation of being stretched like this. He hears Yoongi’s hiss and watches as his eyes go wide, little beads of sweat collecting on his forehead. He wriggles again. Another hiss.
"Okay, more." He frowns a little, waiting for the stars to explode and the magic to begin because it is obviously working for Yoongi. At least it doesn't feel as weird anymore.
Yoongi pushes in slowly, so slowly that he is convinced he will die if the torture continues. When he is all the way in he takes a deep breath to relax, because all he wants to do is pound into Jungkook’s warm wet hole until he loses his mind but they are a long way from that. At least the younger man is. He still looks slightly confused, not like he hurts but more like he is … disappointed, as if he had expected fireworks and didn't get them?
Yoongi leans forward for a deep sloppy kiss, hoping to distract the younger man.
"Again." Jungkook’s eyes have gone wide all of a sudden and he stares at Yoongi like he has found paradise.
Yoongi rolls his hips, torturously slowly, then a little faster and watches as Jungkook descends into bliss. He pulls Yoongi down for another kiss while bucking up his hips, chasing the fizzy sensation that makes him want more.
"Faster, hyung. Please, faster," he mewls and Yoongi devours his mouth with another passionate kiss before snapping his hips with intent. He pulls Jungkook’s leg up and holds him open so he can adjust his angle and then starts pounding into him. His movements are sharp but controlled and every time he hits Jungkook’s prostate and watches him bite his already kiss swollen lips, he is that bit closer to losing what little composure he has left.
"Make yourself come, go on, let go, baby." He doesn't hold back any longer, pounding into Jungkook until he feels the tension creep up his spine and heat flood his insides.
Their moans as they come are swallowed by a deep kiss that holds everything they feel for each other, the things they have said and the one’s they couldn't find words for yet.
Jungkook cradles Yoongi in his arms and the cat thinks it should really be the other way around, but he is too lazy to move.
After they lie there for a few minutes Jungkook wiggles and scrunches his face up in discomfort. "Get off, ‘s too much." He scrunches his nose in that cute way that made him look like a bunny, even before he had the matching ears, and Yoongi just melts.
"Right, stay here and I’ll get something to clean you up, spoilt bunny."
He returns with a warm washcloth and two bottles of water, and after he has wiped the cum of Jungkook’s belly he snuggles back into bed, resting his head on the younger man’s chest so he can look at the face of the most beautiful person he has ever known.
His hand kneads along Jungkook’s belly, although there is not much give in the firm muscles. But it still feels nice to be able to touch Jungkook whenever he wants. The share some more kisses and until their eyes get heavy and they are pulled into a dreamless sleep, clinging to eachother.
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The air in the KSPO dome is electric. This concert is their first after Jungkook had turned out to be a bunny hybrid and they are excited but also a little apprehensive.
So far news of Jungkook’s hybrid status has not been leaked anywhere, so they have no way of knowing how it will be received by the public.
The huge screen covering the stage is playing the trailers for the new album they will debut tonight and the excitement is palpable.
"What if they don’t like me, hyung?"
Yoongi looks up when Jungkook pulls his sleeve, not having listened to his boyfriend because he was adjusting his in-ear monitor.
Jungkook back hugs his boyfriend and nuzzles his cat ear, inhaling the familiar scent of safety and warmth that seems to be so uniquely Yoongi.
"I said, what if they don’t like me." Now he sounds a little pouty, why can’t Yoongi not just pay him attention and tell him how cute he is.
"Don't be silly, of course they will like you." Yoongi sounds distracted and as if he either doesn't think that the fans might have a negative reaction or he doesn't care.
His face is a closed off mask that makes Jungkook frown. He understands that they are professionals and the cat is in work mode at this point, but he can feel his legs start to shake with nervousness.
He lets go of Yoongi with a sigh and adjusts his own in-ear monitor, to make sure the metronome does not overpower the music coming from the other side.
Tonight seems more important than the day of their debut. To Jungkook it almost feels like the first concert all over again. The bouncing in his leg increases.
For this evening they have rearranged their usual line up on stage, making it so that Yoongi and Jungkook stand next to each other. They had wanted to keep the youngest in the center as they usually do but the panicked look on the bunny’s face had Jin change places with him.
"Kookie, how are you feeling?" Jimin comes running over to him and jumps into his arms fully expecting Jungkook to catch him, which Jungkook dutifully does. The one reliable thing about Park Jimin is that he is late as ever to arrive at the venue and therefore the last to be done with makeup.
"Don't know, hyung. Nervous, I guess." He points in the direction of the audience. "Did you look at the crowd? Do they seem okay?"
"They’re feral, but that’s hardly news. I’d say your position as Bangtan’s golden boy will either soar or crash tonight." The words come from Taehyung who has joined them now, standing very close to Jimin. "Could go either way. We fly high tonight or we’re announcing retirement tomorrow morning."
He looks completely unbothered by either outcome but smirks when Jimin lets out an outraged screech. "Kim Taehyung, this is not the time to be an asshole."
The other man just shrugs and saunters off, leaving Jungkook even more worried.
"Don't mind him, he lives to rile people up. We will not split up over something as cute as bunny you." Jimin hugs him tighter and Jungkook breathes a sigh of relief.
The announcement to take their positions comes over the monitor and they line up, ready to give the performance of a lifetime.
Jungkook’s leg is now shaking so hard that he can barely stand still. Just before he is about to run off the stage and hide in the smallest broom cupboard behind the stage that he can find, Yoongi takes his hand and pulls him around.
"Bunny boy, look at me." He takes Jungkook's face into his hands and looks him in the eyes, making the world around them disappear. The place is silent, there is only Jungkook and Yoongi.
Jungkook takes a deep breath and looks at his boyfriend.
"Kookie, nothing has changed. You’re still the same person, the same kid who left Busan to fulfill his dream. And you did that. You worked so hard, all the nights we didn't get any sleep because we didn't leave the practise room, all the days spent in the studio recording our songs until they were perfect." He brushes along Jungkook’s black velvety ears.
"You’re the kindest person I know, you’re funny, you're charming - people don't just forget all these things because you went on a break and came back with another set of super soft and cuddly ears. Like me and everyone else out there you are more than just physical features. They make some of what and who you are, but they are not everything. Besides, ARMY loves you, the members love you."
Yoongi stands on his tip toes and places a soft and reassuring kiss on Jungkook’s lips. "And more than anything - I love you. So, so much."
He rubs his nose against Jungkook’s before giving him another kiss. The younger man leans in and kisses him back and then buries his head on Yoongi’s shoulders.
At that moment the stage lift goes up and the dome explodes in cheers and shouts.
Jungkook stands up straight, staring at the fans filling every available space, cheering and shouting something. They are also holding signs up that they wave. For the longest minute of his life he is so stunned that he cannot make out what anyone says or what is written on the signs in front of him. Yoongi takes his hand and pulls him forward.
"Look Kookie." They walk to the middle of the stage. The shouts have now turned into a chant, but Jungkook still cannot really understand the words. It’s when Yoongi turns him around to face the giant screens behind him that he sees them filled with thousands of fans, all holding up signs that read ‘Jungkook’s bunny ears are so cute’.
And then his eyes go even wider when he sees himself on the screen, in a black pair of cargo pants, a white t-shirt and a caramel coloured beanie covering his head.
He watches as Yoongi’s hand slowly reaches for the beanie and then stops before mouthing ‘okay’. This is the moment, Jungkook thinks. Time to take a leap of faith. He nods and as Yoongi slowly pulls the beanie off his head his rabbit ears fall down, framing his face and making his eyes look even bigger.
The crowd goes wild. Calls of ‘cute’ and ‘adorable’ alternate with ‘We love you, Kookie’ and then they hear their names chanted, over and over. The camera zooms in on some of the fans wearing bunny or cat costumes, some are wearing bunny ears, all of them laughing and some of them crying, too.
Jungkook looks at the members, tears running down his face.
"How? I thought nobody knew."
Jimin wipes the tears off Jungkook’s cheeks with his jumper, pushing him closer to Yoongi, so he stands between them. He leans down to Yoongi.
"I thought we were only revealing today that I'm a bunny hybrid?" Yoongi interlaces their fingers and leans against him.
"We've been all working on it for a few weeks. Hoba came up with the poster idea and then we put it on Fancafe about you being a hybrid and how we wanted to welcome you and show you that everyone is here for you."
Jungkook leans down and to the utter fascination of fifteen thousand people gathered in the KSPO Dome he gives Yoongi a kiss right on those delectable pink lips.
It takes another ten minutes before Jungkook’s tears dry and the roar of all the fans dies down enough so they can start the concert.
At the end of the night, when the fireworks go off to signal the grand finale of their concert, Bangtan has once more taken their audience by storm and the last thing displayed on the huge monitors are the smiling members with Jungkook pulling Yoongi into a tight hug and resting his chin between the cat’s ears.
And as soon as they are backstage Jungkook gives Yoongi a passionate kiss before they make their way to the car that will bring them back home.
THE END