KOOK POV:

The sight of (Y/N) darting away doesn't cause alarm, instead it makes dormant instincts stir and rise. Instinctual needs to set chase, to pursue and to capture. I've always been the one being chased, the hyungs have overindulged themselves with that thrilling need; and as the once youngest it was always them setting glittering red eyes on me and pursuing me. This time however it's my turn to allow those instincts to be thoroughly satiated, because she's my only youngest mate, she means baby mate to me in every single manner. Which makes my eyes burn red with thrill, make my stomach twist and flip in excitement, and propels me to move after her first, rushing out the door from which she'd disappeared mere moments ago.

I can feel giddy elation course through my veins like liquid fire- hot and enthralling, burning across my skin in scorching tingles and I barely hear the loud sets of footsteps that follow after me, the hyungs roused and pushed into motion too. There's only a unified need to rush through the house to trace her but once I fail to find her on the current floor we're on, I stop letting myself pause to let my ability come out in full force.

I sense the unique energy signatures everyone has, all of them tinged with their own colour too- the vibrancy of the shade giving away their current physical state. And right now all I can sense is high energy levels coming from the six hyungs- all of them various colours as they try and detect where our mate could be hiding. There's a faint trail of her, but it's the residue trail of her having past through the floor, not necessarily from today even.

And so I allow gut instinct to help lead me, hurry down the stairs- trying to follow residual notes of her scent that she's left behind as she's moved. And once I reach the landing of the next floor, I pause- head spinning in all directions, feeling thoroughly bemused. The suddenness of pausing however sends Jiminie hyung crashing into me and the heightened speed that we'd all unconsciously shifted into sends the two of us barrelling towards the ground, hyung's hand shooting out to cradle my head before it can collide with the floor.

"You okay Kookie?" he asks, voice slightly breathless, eyes burning red.

I nod, slightly shaky- feeling the way the burning need to find our mate radiates unconsciously off hyung, wounding around my heart. And yet still he leans forward to brush our lips together, a small slight kiss before leaning back, pulling me up with him.

And then he too pauses, noting what I had.

Letting out a melodic laugh.

"Sweet clever mate. She's leaving her scent everywhere." He comments.

I nod.

The entire hallway seems to be coated liberally with her scent, each door too- and there's no knowing which room she's gone into, because cleverly she's decided to brush past all of them and leave traces of her behind. The same amazed puzzlement fills Tae hyung and Hobi hyung's eyes when they come down- faces expressing pride.

"Our sweetheart's learning a thing or two." Hobi hyung says, momentarily forgetting the chase to admire her quick wit.

But I note that the other three aren't here.

"Where are the others?" I ask.

"Joon-ah and Yoongi hyung went to the roof." He says distractedly.

Ah! The roof! Why didn't I think of that?

"And Jin hyung?" Jiminie hyung asks.

"Somewhere. He reckons she's still hiding on one of the upper floors." Comes the distracted answer before hyung is already moving to one end of the hallway. Tae hyung and Jiminie drifting to the other to check whether she's in any of the rooms. And despite it being my first chase, it feels as if she's not here, some deep instinct whispering that she's toying, she's downstairs, she's hiding somewhere else and when I step down slowly, quietly and carefully.

My ears try to pick up on any slight sound and there it is. A sharp rapid sound of breathing. My head whips around trying to locate where the sound had been coming from, where on earth was she that I could hear her but couldn't see her.

"(Y/N)...baby where are you?" I ask, trying to be quiet so I could pick up on more sounds.

A startled gasp- stifled suddenly.

There's the sounds of footsteps coming down, carefully but it's then that I realise that the same advantages we have, (Y/N) also have. No longer can we seek her out by the comforting constant thudding of her heart, we have to use our enhanced senses. The same senses she has that have probably alerted her to the fact that slowly we've all made our way down.

"Darling won't you come out? It's no fun if we can't see you?" Jin hyung says, words a soft promising lull, trying to ease her out.

But it still takes us by surprise when she darts out from the side of a cupboard, delighted giggles as she rushes down the stairs, a blur of flying hair and the bare glimpse of a wide smile as she rushes past, with the pleased happy 'catch me if you can' trailing after her, voice ringing melodically in our ears.

Tae hyung is grinning as he rushes after her, Yoongi hyung immediately behind- face alight and eyes burning with the challenge, pushing us all to move. To push us out of the surprised state that (Y/N) had responded immediately to Jin hyung's words and was making us work for it.

Beautiful, smart mate.

And yet as we reach the ground floor, a maze of the furniture in the large living room, the kitchen, the cupboards in the hallway and downstairs bathrooms I find that perhaps we've played right into her hands. That she's managed to get us all spread out looking for her, chasing her in a place that's more cluttered and harder to navigate. 

And despite all of us splitting up and spreading out, we can't seem to find her.

"Hyung, are you sure the house isn't playing favourites? I'm so sure that it's hiding her from us." Tae hyung complains, stomping back in from the kitchen, arms empty of errant giggly mate.

Jin hyung pauses, eyes narrowed warningly at the walls as if doing so will make the house reveal its secrets and the whereabouts of our mate.

"It better not be, I'm going to have to start finding ways to dampen it maybe." He muses, voice holding no true intent to doing that whatsoever, but it still makes (Y/N) burst into sight, appearing from the inside of a small cupboard, which I can't even begin to fathom how she'd fit into it, with an angry huffing pout.

"You can't do that oppa!" she complains, unaware that as she frets and fusses, moving closer to appease to our oldest mate, another sneaks up from behind her quietly- arms outstretched.

The startled shriek of surprise when Joon hyung lifts her up from behind, arms firm around her makes me grin.

And the way she lets out a few squeals of protest before laughing makes me smile, heart bursting and overflowing with how content I feel. This is it. The way her smile lights up her face, eyes creased as she giggles, cheeks bunched and slightly rosy, hair splayed back as she struggles and tries to escape Joon hyung's assault on her neck and cheeks, small kisses pressed to her skin. This is what I've been needing.

From the moment she'd told us she was Amparo, there had been this heavy burdensome feeling of guilt and fear threading through the bond- her silent expression of just how hard it was waiting for us to respond to her. And now that's all gone, replaced with a light fluttery airy feeling that is shining and warm and seeping through to us.

This is exactly what she'd needed and we had too. To see the soft blush from exertion and being flustered and happily captured because anyone can see the way she pliantly allows Joon hyung to move the two to a couch, happily remaining on his lap as he coos over her.

Yoongi hyung drops onto the spot next to them, sighing exaggeratedly.

"Baby mate will be making us all work for it from now on." He sighs, letting out a small oof when Jiminie hyung pounces on his available lap.

Tae hyung is pulled between Hobi hyung and Jin hyung who are looking at the others with such soft expressions of content happiness, watching with proud red eyes at the way our baby mate is happily content to let Joon hyung press ticklish kisses to the back of her neck.

But then her head rises, eyes meeting mine and the red flares suddenly in them, shifting slightly as she holds out a hand for me, urging me to get close. There's a soft look of vulnerability in them that isn't soothed until I'm kneeling on the carpet in front of her.

"I'm here baby." I reassure her, seeing that uncertainty fade out when our fingers lace together, raising her intertwined hand to brush a kiss across her knuckles.

"I'm always here." I say, giving her that reassurance that it doesn't matter whether or not she'd hidden the fact that she was the Amparo, what matters is that she's our mate, mine. And for her, I'd do anything for her, be by her all the time.

(Y/N) POV:

Getting Kookie's reassurance is that final step of ease I didn't know I'd needed. Perhaps because he'd confided in me the horrors of his past and I'd confided in him about being Amparo, but I felt that deeply rooted need of acceptance from him just the way he'd once craved it from me. Something shifts when he gives that comfort, something that makes me slide out of Joonie oppa's loose embrace, to clamber onto Kookie's lap instead, feeling safe when his arms wound around me to hold me close, red doe-eyes meeting my own.

"Love you (Y/N)." he murmurs.

"Love you Kookie." I reply before chastely meeting his lips with my own, sealing my words with a kiss.

His arms are broad and strong as they encase me, one wounding around my back and the other at my waist and I find my hands itching to find a place to rest on him, brushing over his shoulders, trailing up his jaw and gently toying with the piercings on his ears before sliding into the wavy locks of his dark hair.

"You're really pretty Kookie." I confess, unable to draw my eyes off the beautiful sight in front of me, even if my lips twitch when I hear Tae mutter that he's way prettier to look at.

"Makes me want to draw you." I muse.

His breath hitches, brown eyes widening with surprise.

"As..." he asks uncertainly.

"As both (Y/N) and as Amparo." I say, hands gently carding through his hair, one leaving to playfully tilt his face towards me.

But then Minnie's curious voice breaks through my slow observation, causing me to turn my head towards him.

"Have you ever painted any of us?" he asks, eyes burning with curiosity.

I simply nod, hiding a grin at the way it seems to make them snap to attention.

"Who? When? What painting?" Hobi oppa asks, voice filled with eagerness.

I hum, fiddling with the ends of Kookie's hair, eyes dropping away from his intent eyes.

"Yoongi oppa." I mumble. But the words have been heard as clear as day.

"Me? Where?" he asks, voice betraying how happy as well as touched he is. 

I turn to face him, smiling when I see the surprise making his eyes widen, the way his cheeks are dusted with the slightest pink.

"It was that painting you all were staring at. The one with the neck with the blood. It was meant to be that time I fed on you." I confess shyly.

But as I watch a gummy smile bursts across his face, he hurriedly shifts Minnie aside to get to me.

"Really?" he asks.

I nod.

"It was a big moment for me." I say, fingers reaching out to brush the spot where I'd fed from, where the puncture marks have long since faded, and yet he still leans into the touch, pupils dilating as he looks at me.

The curiosity and excitement that had faded to give way for the thrilling exciting feeling of the chase returns, spiking in the room.

The others shift off the couch to get onto the carpet, forming an impromptu circle.

I notice the narrowed eyes Tae is shooting me.

"What? Oppa has a pretty neck." I say defensively, startled when it makes Yoongi oppa let out a pained groan.

"Don't just say stuff like that." He says, looking like he's struggling to hide the storm raging in his eyes- making them flicker.

"Why not?" I ask, confused.

"Like I said jagi...don't start things you have no intention of finishing." Tae quips lightly but the darkening red of his irises suggest otherwise.

"Yeah...teasing mate." Minnie breathes, suddenly leaning forward to steal a kiss, a branding searing claim of his lips against my own.

I blush under the heavy dark eyes of my mates, that crawl possessively and intently over my flustered expression.

"Don't be mean to my baby." Jinnie oppa says, trying to ease off the thick almost cloying tension of want that thrums through the air, crackling energy that sets off sparks.

But as the room tries to be diffused of its heady air- the scent of my mates intertwined and alluring, I find my fangs slipping free from my gums, the sudden sting on my bottom lip alerting me to them. My hand rises to cover them, confused and shocked at why they've suddenly appeared, why now even as I stay on Kookie's lap, the strong column of his throat looks enticing and inviting. The urge to either nestle my head there or pierce my fangs through them rising with startling urgency. It makes me scared at the sudden instinctual need, feel it growing as a gnawing ache in the pit of my stomach, in the way my body craves for me to get closer.

I try to shift back, to clamber off Kookie's lap but his arms tighten, holding me to him- eyes turning worried and fretting as he runs a careful gaze over me.

"What's wrong?" he asks, voice tinged slightly with panic, the tone of his voice immediately diffusing the existing situation to give way to a nervous hum that radiates through the bond.

I shake my head silently, hand still covering my mouth.

"Are you sick? Do you feel ill?" he asks, his questions spurring Hobi oppa to move forward, eyes attentive and alert. His hand comes to draw mine back but I shake my head, eyes wide with alarm.

"Sweetheart let me see." He tries to urge me to move my hand, voice painstakingly gentle.

Another shake of my head, I retreat back trying to keep distance because suddenly my eyes fall to his neck too- equally inviting.

What's happening to me?

"Darling..." he says reaching out and not expecting the visceral full-body flinch, hand faltering in the air.

"Stay away, I'm...I'm not normal." I say, voice muffled slightly by the hand covering my mouth.

My stomach churns.

"(Y/N) don't say that, tell us what's wrong." Minnie says, face looking heartbroken.

I meet Yoongi oppa's silently comforting eyes, silently urging me to speak but for myself not for them, that unfailing pillar of support.

I feel my eyes sting with the onslaught of tears that prickle at the corner of my eyes as my hand falls to reveal my fangs which have emerged, poking against my bottom lip.

There's a few beats of silence before Hobi oppa's face creases into understanding.

"Oh my darling, you need to feed." He says softly, cradling my cheek.

I look at him, eyes filled with doubt and confusion.

"It's normal for the urges to get strong at time, for your instincts to try and push you to feed." He reassures me even as I sit there trying to make sense of it all.

The hand around my back rubs up and down reassuringly.

"Don't push them away, like we said- you won't hurt us." Minnie reassures me, Tae nodding along comfortingly.

The hands holding me tug me back, making me shift and turn back towards him, twisting to look at him.

He arches his neck, tilting his head to the side to give me full exposure and access to his neck.

"Go ahead baby." He murmurs.

I slowly inch forward, slightly hesitant but continuing to lean my head forward, bending it down towards his neck. My fingers brush against the side of his neck, feeling the warmth under them and the way he lets out a little sigh.

I slowly lean forward, lips pressing down onto his skin, kissing a trail of small pecks across the strong line of his throat. His hands tighten around me as I begin to leave open-mouthed kisses, tongue flicking lightly against his skin before I pause at a point, feeling instinctually that this is where I want to feed. I lean back to look at him, for any uncertainty or dissent to the idea but he nods encouragingly. I gently lower my mouth back to the spot, gently scraping my fangs against the spot and feeling him shift slightly under me and then slowly pierce my fangs into his skin, the warmth of thick iron warmth filling my mouth. The initial taste makes me shudder even as my instincts scream how right it feels, slowly sealing my mouth over the puncture marks, fangs slipping free as I suck, drawing in small gulps of the red salty fluid, fighting the urge to empty my mouth of it. My fingers slide into the strands of his hair at the nape of his neck, tug lightly as I feed, drawing more of his warm blood into my mouth. Kookie shifts, hands pulling me close further into him and once that gnawing ache dissipates, once it leaves- immediately I lean back, eyes drawn to the puncture marks where blood slips free in small thin rivulets. Without thinking I lean forward to lap over it, tongue brushing carefully over the puncture marks to let them heal before moving back to look at him. His pupils have dilated, making only a thin circle of red visible and his eyes flutter, delicate lashes curling against the highs of his cheeks, body shuddering slightly under me, throat bobbing.

"Are you okay? Did I take too much?" I ask, worrying. He shakes his head slowly, letting out a low groan that strikes immediately at me, making me instinctually want to lean forward to swallow the sound. But my head is cradled, turned towards a pair of lips that immediately meet mine, slow and gentle as they rove their tongue over my lips, tasting Kookie's blood on them, gently taking my bottom lip into theirs to suck at it, tongue roving in to slowly meet mine, to coax mine to entangle with theirs- making me feel breathless and lightheaded. And when Hobi oppa slowly slides his lips away from mine, his eyes gleam as they fall to my lips, flickering with pride.

"Good perfect mate." He praises, setting me at ease.

Somehow he's always there, knowing what to say, when to say it. Knowing I needed the reassurance that I didn't hurt Kookie, that I didn't accidentally take too much.

And his eyes are fond as he presses a kiss to my forehead and then to Kookie's.

"My sweet babies." He murmurs, thumb going to rub against the point where I've just fed, smiling when it makes Kookie gasp, head thrown back. 

Then he kisses Kookie softly too.

"Perfect." Jinnie oppa murmurs.

And that's what this moment has been. What telling them had been. Today had been perfect.

And I couldn't wish for more.

(THERE YOU GO! THE CHASE + FEEDING + KISSIES, I HOPE IT WAS A GOOD COMBO AND = ENJOYABLE CHAPTER! LET ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS AND HOW YOU FOUND IT MY DARLINGS! LET ME KNOW ALL YOUR REACTIONS TOO, I LOVE READING THEM!! AND NOW WE HAVE IT! BUT NOT FOR A SECOND IS THE FLUFF AND BONDING AND FANBOYING OVER! NO WAY! THERE'S LOADS MORE TO COME SO STAY WARM ANF FLUFFY FOR THAT!! I WONDER WHAT'LL HAPPEN NEXT, I FIGURED KOOKIE WAS THE NEXT CHOICE BECAUSE LIKE (Y/N) SAID IT WAS SORT OF THAT REASSURANCE OF SHARING SOMETHING IMPORTANT TO THEM AND BECAUSE OF THAT SHE SEEKED OUT HIS REASSURANCE MORE TOO! I'M HAPPY WITH THE CHAAPTER, I HOPE YOU ARE TOO!! STAY SAFE AND ENJOY!)

Trust is given with difficulty and broken easily. Hearts are soft and tender and so fragile. So treat each heart that confides to you with trust very preciously.

Borahae! 💜💜💜

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