before starting the story, read the warnings that ill leave here below.

this story is originally in portuguese and im just doing an adaptation/translation, all with the permission of LAGOMUND who is the real author.

the story has only three chapters and maybe if the author does a bonus one day maybe ill bring it here.

you will often see the words "male" and "female" even if its for men. female would be basically as the omegas are called and male as the alphas are called, so, without complaints or accusing me of making a mistake in relation to that.

all "" in italics are memories, just a warning not to get lost.

have a great read and prepare your tears.

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His name is Jeon Jimin, formerly called Park Jimin, coming from a respected family beyond the mountains of the East and belonging to the white cat clan. Both the people and the boy's family had a good reputation, and it was no surprise when an alliance between the two villages was announced.

The leading cat — Lord Park — was tremendously happy to meet the Panther Leader from the northern slope, in a battle against the foxes of the Northwest and as soon as he invited the boy to visit his village, hoping that perhaps he could marry one of his five puppies. 

There were several legends that told how blessed the female white cats were. Legends about great abundance in the home of those who share the same roof, long health for family members and also great power. Anyone sharing a life with a white cat would be very lucky and the males were eager to marry a female white cat. Every single and astute warrior wanted to ask for the hand of one of the Eastern children in marriage.

However, there were several conditions for having as a husband one of that race of immeasurable beauty and great honor:

1 — First; it should be a male full of strength, vigor and health. For white cats needed protection and a partner in good condition to give you a healthy life.

2 — It would have to be someone who could afford to care for and care for the female, since white cats like comfort and good food.

3 — Someone who could make the will and lower his head to a female without blinking, because white cats were proud, angry and bossy by nature.

Unfortunately, there were not many males of different species who liked the latter condition and all the desire to have a white cat partner vanished when they tried on the first encounter with one of Mr. Park's magnificent sons.

It was not the boys' fault, of course, as they had their upbringing pampered and pampered by their parents. They were free creatures, full of liveliness and a lot of freedom.

The Park boys had in their hands all the warriors in their village and the love of their people. They didn't have to please the males or look more than perfect to others, they were what they were.

Haughty.

Proud.

Knives.

And strong opinions.

The five boys who had as their father, the great leader of the East, were different on several levels and of exotic beauty in equal preciousness. All little white female cat boys of diverse personalities but great levels of affection for their family.

Park Jungsu — the oldest and married to a friendly male beaver, a tall man with brown hair almost wine and a malicious smile but a gentle aura.

Park Sungwoo — the second oldest, with a more withdrawn personality but no less acid in his theoretical words. Dark brown hair and book lover.

Park Chanyeol — a great boy with big ears and bulging eyes, laughing and funny but a bit of a lover of humiliating those he thought were inferior to you.

Park Felix — the only blond son among his brothers, the middle one. Somewhat romantic and sticky, but a kind guy.

And last but not least, the Park family's little lemonade.

The cranky and untamed youngest of the leading white cats;

Park Jimin.

Jimin was born small as a peanut in a severe winter storm in the East, he was the last child and had so much breath to cry that his parents thought he would be a very strong child in the future. Which was not a mistake, as the little baby grew up withstanding falls, malicious jokes from his older siblings and even a bottle with cold milk.

Park Jimin became an adventurous little boy who made his parents pull their hair out behind him and the joy of the big house for being full of pranks on everyone. A happy child, and a boy who grew up riding horses and racing through wheat fields.

The youngest of the white cats possessed immaculate beauty; with pale skin like milk and small eyes like drops of dew, her little ball nose has always been a lovely trademark and her smile attracts everyone around her.

Jimin was adorable and even more conversational, and at times somewhat acid in his words, his beauty and his gaze still made many males fall at his feet.

He was the source of the darkest desires of the warriors of the East, and the dream of any young hybrid boy who crossed his path. Everything about Jimin called out to men, and he seemed to feel it and abuse his sensuality as he grew up.

His body was small compared to his brothers, his feet and hands were small and delicate, his legs and thighs bulky and plump, his round butt like a freshly picked apple that attracted the eyes of all males. His flat tummy was the target of glances when he wore blouses above the navel and his arms were so delicate that everyone was afraid when he invented to dare in trees to pick fruit.

Jimin was beautiful, had a surname with a good reputation, was free to do whatever he wanted and had the love of his people.

He was free... and he liked to be free.

Until the eyes of the leader Panther fell on him;

And disgust appeared on his palate.

It all started when Dad came up with the story that a great leader would visit them next summer, a time after the war against the fox people and amid the hype that the two most powerful villages in the forests would come together in alliance. Everyone in the white cat clan seemed to be in great anxiety for a junction of power and his home has never looked so agitated since when Dad arrived smiling after the war.

Mama and the female cats were preparing a great feast since the announcement of a dinner for the allied leader and all of her brothers had bought new clothes to welcome the visitor. It wasn't as if they hadn't welcomed powerful clan leaders before, but this time it wasn't just any leader who would pass through the big house.

He was THE LEADER.

Jeon is a strong surname among animal species, as the clan of wild cats had a long list of won wars and good driving of its people through the jungles. The Jeon's conquered territory and were the leaders in saving the animals' environment from humans, years before they conquered their space in the reserve and had their own private world.

Dad admired Jeon's a lot as well as every old male who saw and participated in great wars, and the people were basically proud of those tigers, panthers and wild cats that came from the North. The bad tongues said that everyone there was honorable, strong and of good conduct.

"Perfect males to form a family" said Mama, arranging her black hair in a beautiful fringe.

Jimin heard about the Jeons long before he turned seventeen and as he grew up he only discovered that the clan was led by a young man like him, a shrewd and courageous boy who guided a mourning people after the death of the former leader.

At first Jimin admired the story of Jeon Jeongguk, thought he was an incredible male for what his brothers and father told, was proud that the new generation was so good at leading a people and was anxious to meet the male who would be the husband of one of his brothers.

It would certainly have many stories to hear from his future brother-in-law, and would always like to sit down and talk to him about freedom.

Jimin liked the idea of one day leading his people, since Dad said that anyone who failed to get married could inherit his place on the throne. As such, he was almost certain that he would not marry and stay with the post.

In fact, none of his brothers wanted to lead and Jimin was convinced that he would be a good leader.

Loving someone to the point of surrendering their body and soul was never a very friendly idea for him, in all honesty, Park was not the romantic type and neither did he find himself taking care of a family like his mother.

He couldn't imagine kissing someone, touching intimately as his older brother sometimes said he did to his husband, or even having babies.

Jimin really enjoyed running, watching fights, laughing with his best friend Taehyung and riding under the sun.

Dating was nice... but getting married?

Ah... getting married was not for him.

The day of the big dinner had come as fast as the gossip in the kitchen, making his brothers dress up in the best suits and his Mama screaming at the top of his lungs about etiquette at the table. His family was very close, but every now and then there was a fight at mealtime, most of the time because Chanyeol threw a beetle in Sungwoo's soup or because Jimin commented on the wart on Jungsu's nose.

Park loved each of his brothers in his own way, some were closer and others were more distant, but they all had a place in their hearts. Like his beloved parents, he respected them too much and knew that all the efforts of that wise couple were for the good of the family and the people.

Jimin straightened up in a peach-colored suit on the day of dinner, comfortable white shoes and hair in the usual bangs that fell smooth over his eyebrows. He put on hoop earrings and splashed little perfume, he didn't want to attract attention. After all, that night was reserved only for Sungwoo.

Dad had big plans to introduce his second older brother to the leader of the North and the whole family was looking forward to what Lord Jeon's reception would be for the brother with dark brown hair and glasses.

Jimin was sure that Sungwoo would be engaged in two stages, he was wearing a beautiful silver suit and had put on contact lenses that made his beauty look even more youthful. His brother was quiet, but a little adorable and in a shy way that made some males attract him.

Sungwoo was also excited about the prospect of getting married at twenty-nine and he already had all the trousseau ready, as well as suitcases in case the male Panther ordered a wedding in a hurry. There were males who yearned for something quick and for deeper touches.

Jimin didn't understand that touch fixation, but he heard enough from Mama explaining to Sungwoo how to please a male in bed and thought that if it went with him it wouldn't work, he would make his man fall at his feet and lick his boots, and then if he cried!

But there was no precision, Sungwoo would marry the male and Jimin was fully convinced that the Northern Panther would be enchanted by his brother, and the families' alliance would be guaranteed.

He thought so.

Bang! It's wrong.

Everyone went down to dinner when Mama told them they were ready, and Sungwoo looked so nervous that Jimin, and Chanyeol held his brother's hands and went down the stairs next to him for strength. The voices in the main room denounced that Dad and Mama were visiting with the Northern Leader over there and Sungwoo almost tripped when he arrived on the main floor.

From a distance, Jimin saw three guards from the North wearing dress clothes with animal fur cloaks and silver bracelets. They were huge, strong men who had scowling features. They looked like Vikings from the old world and their eyes were cold as winter, as were their postures behind their leader.

It took Jimin a long time to fix his gaze on the one who came to be welcomed, but when he did he almost lost his breath, the man was a thug.

It's huge.

Maybe a meter and ninety-seven tall, very broad shoulders in a kind of moss-green velvet cloak and leather riding clothes. Wide chest, strong arms under the fabric of the garment, and long black hair hanging sideways on his broad shoulders. He had a manly face with a hard chin and a marked jaw, a slightly prominent nose and a serious look while talking to Jimin's father. An attractive and ferocious male in all visions.

Sungwoo commented something about him being handsome and Chanyeol whispered that he would be afraid to share a bed with that man, leaving Jimin with goosebumps just thinking about it.

Good thing he wouldn't be the lover of such a leader, he would probably break everyone he touched.

For a moment he took pity on his brother.

They approached when Mama called their attention and the adults stopped talking to turn to them, Sungwoo went ahead shyly and Chanyeol behind him for comfort. Jimin in turn ignored the protocol and ran ahead to embrace his father's arm and chuckled telling the brothers that he had arrived first as always, receiving a light scolding from his father for running when he shouldn't have, but then an affectionate kiss from his old loving parent.

Jimin watched his brothers approaching, but looked away from them when he felt himself being watched, turning his face to the man next to his father and being surprised by the dark and serious orbs staring at him intensely.

The leader of the North has been aiming at him all the time since he ran beyond his brothers, and for some reason Jimin was annoyed by the way he paid attention to him but didn't want to be rude.

He wanted to have a good relationship with his future brother-in-law.

"Hello Lord Jeon, My name is Jimin. Welcome to our home." extended his hand smiling politely and wanting to receive at least a smile from the man back.

Jimin liked to make friends and was under the impression that Sungwoo would have his help in approaching the male.

"Just Jeongguk." the hoarse and thick voice made the little kitten blink in surprise and then the big hand covered him in a warm and somewhat rough touch by the calluses of the right hand. "Thanks for the reception, young Park. It is a pleasure to visit your family." waved politely in response and pulled his hand close, making Jimin detach from his father, and confused to take two steps sideways towards the male. "A great pleasure to meet you too." said without looking away and raising Jimin's hand to his lips.

Park opened his mouth in shock when he felt the simple touch on the back of his hand and he shivered when a warm kiss was deposited on his pale skin.

Only Dad kissed his hand like that, and he never felt such embarrassment as he did at that moment.

His stomach churned and he thought he heard a purr from the man, but as soon as he tried to pull his hand in an embarrassed smile, he almost choked when he received a light growl and his palm clutched that of the male who didn't let go, at least not before. of Sungwoo and Chanyeol approaching and Dad introducing them too without noticing that embarrassing moment.

Mama also seemed more excited to chatter about how cute Sungwoo was walking than to notice something about Panther staring at him strangely.

Jimin stepped back, pulling his hand against his chest and looking away from the intimidating male Panther, blinking several times and pushing away baseless thoughts about having been flirted in some way.

After all, it was stupid isn't it?

He was the youngest, outside the line of marriage because he was 22 years old and had no preparation for his family to be anything other than waiting to be with the leadership of the people. Furthermore, Sungwoo looked more like a good companion than he did.

That was just his impression, wasn't it?

Unfortunately not.

Dinner started with everyone sitting down to enjoy the light entrees and Jimin for bad luck was placed next to the Leader of the North while his brother was in front of his seat, on the other side of the table.

Park youngest thought that Mama was a foolish romantic for making that arrangement of places, since it would be totally beneficial to Sungwoo next to the future suitor to exchange conversations in whispers during the meal break, than himself without subject eating boring next to a stranger.

Oh, Mama saw!

Jimin focused his attention on pate and toast while Dad chatted about economics in the chair in the center of the table and was listened to attentively by the leader of the North. The presence of the big man was difficult to ignore, mainly because he was very robust and his arm resting on the table almost touched the hand of Jimin who was trying to get things to eat.

Occasionally his little hand brushed the Panther Leader's forearm and he murmured an apology, feeling the man's gaze on him and then a soft "It was nothing" coming from the man.

So embarrassing.

Everyone who was not in the leadership line, ate in silence while the Alphas males talked about the economy of the Clans. Mom was on the right side of Dad's seat, and then Sungwoo came eating shyly without even looking up, and Chanyeol pinching some grapes. Across the table was the Northern Leader listening carefully to Lord Park's complaints, and Jimin trying not to choke on dry toast, Jungsu and his husband eating and Felix distractedly cutting a peanut in half.

It was a boring dinner and Jimin was getting bored even if it was for a good cause, the food would take a while to arrive and he just wanted Dad to shut up and let Sungwoo get the attention of the Northern Leader.

"Dad, is it true that the great leader is single?" Jimin became impatient and finally interrupted the conversation to draw all the attention of those present to a really advantageous subject.

Sungwoo blushed violently while Chanyeol held his laughter, and Mama opened her mouth in shock.

"Jimin!!" she scolded.

"My son, honestly…" Lord Park was embarrassed by that sudden change of subject.

"Uh! I just wanted to know…" sighed seeing everyone looking at him in surprise and feeling the look of the Northern Leader heavy on him, but without the courage to look up and check. "There are many unmarried boys in the East, even in our family…" commented before shoving a handful of toast with pate in his mouth.

He wanted to speed up the process of his stranded brother's wedding, and if the leader of the North was smart he would take the bait quickly.

"Jimin, stop talking nonsense… you're embarrassing Lord Jeon." Dad spoke stiffly.

Jimin chewed bitterly feeling a little guilty for interrupting the conversation and getting scolded, his cheeks burned with shame and instinctively, he let out a low whimper.

"There is nothing shameful about it, Lord Park."  the Leader's deep voice interrupted the elder's scolding and made Jimin shudder with the harsh tone of the male Panther beside him. "I am open to questions and comments about my life." calmed down before turning to Jimin. "And answering your question, little Park... yes, I am free and unimpeded."

Jimin looked up.

"I'm sorry." said distressed to have embarrassed his family.

The male's dark eyes flashed with emotion and his expression fell to visible concern.

"Hey, no…" the thick hand reached out and captured Jimin's cheekbone, making the little kitten's eyes widen at the touch and gasp. "Don't apologize for that, it was an innocent question and I was not offended in any way." reassured himself by dragging his thumb lightly over the delicate cheek.

A flush appeared in Jimin and he blinked several times.

"O-okay." looked away.

"Sungwoo is one of my children ready for marriage, great leader." Mama's voice drew attention from across the table.

Jimin felt the warm hand leave his face and almost choked when it went down his shoulder and his arm until it fell into his hands on his lap, subtly squeezing his small palm and then retreating. The great leader turned his attention to Mrs. Park and walked away.

"And even?" his attention went to the boy next to the smiling lady. "Sungwoo, how old are you?" asks politely.

Jimin sighs, convincing himself that it was nothing.

Sungwoo's eyes widened when attention turned to him, and he suddenly responded after receiving a pinch from his mother.

"Twenty-nine." he spoke shakily.

Jimin raised an eyebrow

"Be easier to read, Sungwoo" he thought annoyed that his brother was so nervous that he seemed afraid of the Panther Leader and not attracted to him.

"Oh, you're older." Jeon smiled in surprise. "I'm probably a child in your eyes." joked.

"O-oh... Lord…" Sungwoo blushed like a little girl.

"Please call me Jeongguk…" the Leader asked friendly  "I hope we can be friends in the future." Panther smiled, talking about it.

"S-sure." Sungwoo bowed his head and flushed.

Mama sighed just like Dad, Jimin felt that Sungwoo had spoiled something when Leader Panther went back to eating silently beside him.

"Do you prefer younger or older females, Jeongguk?" Jimin took the risk to pronounce the name of the Leader and at the same time undermine the field so that his brother had the opportunity. 

The family gasped around the table, but the leader Panther turned to face him. The intense black eyes in his direction and the lips slightly parted in surprise.

"You mean... like friends?" asked looking somewhat confused, maybe because his name was pronounced by Jimin.

"As lovers." a little rogue smiled. "What's your preference?" looked away briefly to blink at Sungwoo who had his mouth open in shock, and then looked back at Leader Panther.

Oh no!

"I like brave and courageous females, I have no preference for age or bodies." the male's gaze was of a fierce hunting emotion, which made the kitten recoil in the chair. "I like challenges and someone I can't tame easily." replied hoarsely.

"Oh…" Jimin laughed nervously. "Nice... Mama, give me the tuna pate?" quickly deconverted noting that he did something unthinkable.

It was better to shut up.

The rest of the dinner was showered with conversations by the Leaders and Mama trying to somehow get the Leader's attention to Sungwoo, as Jimin decided to stuff himself with food and stop talking at once. He was afraid that Jeon would be irritated by his direct questions, and his father would punish him for embarrassing the family, so he fell silent at once.

His attention occasionally went to his shy brother, and somehow he was frustrated by his lack of attitude to act in the face of a pretending future. Didn't Sungwoo realize that he could get into a great marriage and be happy?

Jimin had an idea that his brother was an incurable romantic and needed someone to protect him, all the characteristics that that male Panther seemed to offer. Jeon's touch was warm but soft, the look had compassion and kindness and perhaps, he exuded a perfect hubby-like aura that could protect Sungwoo even from war.

His brother had to react, or he would never win this male's attention.

Conversations were coming and going and at one point Jimin choked on a piece of chicken, coughing discreetly to try to placate the burning sensation in his throat and not disturb his mother's conversation by talking about Sungwoo's embroidery skills.

"Just a minute, Mrs. Park." Jimin heard the leader Panther ask in a worried tone. Then he was surprised by a light tap on his back and a glass of water offered beside him. "Are you okay? Eat slowly, please…" asked Jeon to Jimin.

The kitten did not imagine that he would have the great Leader's attention for something as simple as his choking on chicken, accepted the glass with water and nodded positively after dismantling, but he still felt the gentle hand passing over his back like a careful stroking. He could feel the male's worried gaze on him as he drank water and held the glass with two small hands tightly.

He didn't want to be calling Jeon Jeongguk's attention, it was Sungwoo who should do it.

"Thanks." he thanked not wanting to look in the direction of the male and depositing the glass on the table.

"Are you really okay?" Jeon asked visibly, analyzing Park.

"Yes…" Jimin stood up abruptly, bothered by the excess of care that there should be between his likely future brother-in-law and him. "Mama, I'm going to my room... I have a headache. Can I leave?" asked distressingly.

Mrs. Park opened her mouth to agree, but was interrupted by the noise of the chair next to Jimin dragging himself in a timely manner.

"You said you were fine!" the Panther Leader stood up making everyone shut up. and Jimin blink in surprise.

"I... I just…"

"Why lied? You should see a doctor, or a healer if you don't feel well…" Panther took his wrist and then touched his forehead with his free hand, checking his temperature in front of everyone. "There is no fever... Does he usually have frequent headaches?" turned to Jimin's parents in apparent irritation.

Jimin did not understand those questions and why the North Leader was so concerned about him, it deeply irritated him and before his parents could answer he gave the verdict himself.

"I only feel that way when I'm touched without my permission." pulled his wrist and stepped back, pushing the chair into place. "Can I leave?" turned his gaze, now without patience, to his mother and father.

Dad seemed to swallow hard and Mama was pale.

He lacked with respect a powerful Clan leader, oh God!

"Go, honey." his mother almost pleaded.

"Okay, good dinner for everyone." Jimin turned to Leader Panther and saw his almost disappointed look, not understanding what that meant. "Excuse me, Lord Jeon." bowed politely before turning his back and going.

Jimin shouldn't have talked so much at dinner.

And he didn't know about it until weeks after the incident.

"I apologize for everything that I caused you, I want you to accept these flowers in promise of a good way to pay for my actions" — that was the note he received with red flowers when he came back from a horse ride weeks later.

Jimin had been punished for being so rude to the Panther Leader, but apparently the punishment was gone when Dad and Mama received a letter and a bouquet of flowers from him.

The Parks were invited to dinner in the North a few days later, and Jimin felt a very bad feeling about it.

His presentiment was not wrong, the trip had been very good and as much as Sungwoo was irritated by not having won a bouquet like Jimin and complained that he was erasing his moment, Jimin still had big plans to go unnoticed by the North.

This time Mama made him take his best clothes, and also made Sungwoo calm about the wedding, he would have a guaranteed life in the North.

Something about this relieved Jimin, but then he became more suspicious when they arrived in the North and were greeted by a general who needed to be hugged by his mother more than anything else.

His family was well settled in huts in the hillside village and Jimin realized that his family seemed a little suspicious talking to the general and the Panther Leader team, who had not even come to greet them at the entrance to the village.

The days spent with Jimin in the bedroom watching Sungwoo complain about wanting to see his future fiance, and his parents acting strange. He didn't want to come, but Dad threatened to take him out of the fencing class so everything went to the floor.

The kitten liked the North, he had already ventured there with his father in the past and knew part of the village but it was not as if he was a lover of the harsh cold of those parts. Nor, of the leader of that place after everything that happened.

The flowers were received, but Jimin hated red roses so he became irritated by the apology, he also had his relationship with his brother swayed by Sungwoo's jealousy and his parents punished him for his lack of education at dinner.

It all boiled down to an annoying nuisance about Jeon Jungkook and Jimin promised he wouldn't even go near the man.

Unfortunately...

Nothing happened as expected.

"Sungwoo is being taken to marry one of the noblest warriors in the Greater West, Chanyeol will marry the North general and you; Stay here... with your future husband, Jimin." Mom finished explaining after a long dinner silent in the hut they shared. "Jeongguk will take care of you."

All of this under the cries of Sungwoo and Chanyeol hugging each other after hearing about their future, and an angry Jimin standing in the middle of the room.

"This is not fair! Why do we have to get married? Why!?"

"Our family needs these alliances and you are already big enough to know your duties. It was like that with me and your father, don't pretend it wouldn't happen." Mama said stiffly next to Dad who was serious.

"Mama, but Sungwoo is the one who would marry the Leader of the North... I would stay in the East with you... Chanyeol doesn't even know how to boil water for soup, how is he going to get married!?" he clutched his hair in apprehension.

Jimin was destroyed.

"Sungwoo really could have a chance, if you hadn't shown with all your lyrics that you wanted to seduce the great Leader." his mother accused him severely leaving Jimin in shock. "He said in all his letters that he wished to know him better and offered a greater dowry than any other male so that his hand could be married."

"Mama..."

"I already made the decision, my son" Mr Park resumed the conversation to himself stiffly. "You are a great son and you need a comfortable life, taking care of a people is bloody and cruel. I don't want your little hands bruised with blood, just like your brothers, this is my decision. Everyone is going to get married, and there is no going back"

"Dad, please… listen to me... I..." Jimin tried.

"It is decided, you will get married next summer, after Sungwoo and Chanyeol, that is my decision"

Unfortunately, Jimin's presentiment was right.

The freedom.

It was perhaps threatened for the first time in his life.

Thinking about how sad it was to have to leave the east and all he liked was something a little melancholy, the horse was left, his room, his friends, his life behind. He saw his brothers marrying males he barely knew and luckily they were loved the way they deserved, maybe that was something that eased his heart.

Sungwoo forgave him many years ago and lives happily with his Bear from the greater West, just as Chanyeol smiles more than anything else with his Cheetah general.

And going against everything that Jimin believed, who was in the Leadership of the people of the East after the death of Dad was not him... but now, Felix.

Quiet Felix is the one who commands the East and who vigorously honors the family name, while Jimin only receives monthly news from a few gossips. He's kind of annoying now, but it was worse before.

He missed home, felt left out and mistreated by his family. He resented Mama for many years and only forgave her on her deathbed, just like Dad. However, he now regrets her actions at that time.

He did not understand very well, but when the first war against the East came and famine ravaged the cat village, he knew he was safe in the North.

Safe in the protection of his husband.

In the protection of Jeon Jeongguk.

Jimin married that man when he hated his sentence more than anything else. Anger at everything he was going through ended up in the silhouette of the male Panther who led the North, and who forced a contracted marriage with his family without even asking for his consent, he smiled as if they were happy lovers when the ceremony was made and tried to kiss him in front of everyone.

Jimin was grateful when he looked away and the kiss was on his cheek. After that, he knew it would be his life.

A life of ignoring his husband, and making his wishes heard.

"Don't smile at me, don't hug me, don't touch me or think that I'm going to give back what the hell you think you feel for me, I find you annoying and I want you away from me." were their words when they reached the cabin and Jeongguk tried hug him for the honeymoon to begin.

The petrified look on the male's face was satisfactory, and the watery black eyes made him feel a duty of mission accomplished to arise in his heart.

"I got it..."

Hurt, and chase Jeon Jeongguk became his goal.

And letting him know his place in his life was his duty.

It wasn't like his husband was a monster, he is what everyone sees as a good male, at least in that clan of fools in love. Everyone liked him, praised his position in the leadership, and the females of the pack always made it clear that they were dying to share their leader's bed. However, they were repelled because Jeon is what everyone knows as modest and full of traditions.

He is a young male who has the ideal to share his bed and his heart with whoever his husband is and never looks at the female other than the one who belongs to him. Sometimes Jimin found him annoying being so respectful, he would give everything to him to be a big-name scoundrel and betray him at some point because he wanted a divorce as fast as a rocket.

However, Jeongguk is such an honorable male that he is annoying.

Marrying him, Jimin had several perks after indicating that he was dissatisfied with the union. Starting by receiving a management title for females from the village, something that was unheard of in the traditionalist power of the males, and that gave good headaches with the elder advice to Jeongguk but that the male was adamant to let everyone convinced that Jimin was competent to take care of that part of the village.

On the one hand, the kitten enjoyed having his dominance recognized and guaranteed a good job in training Jeongguk's sleepy people to be more than just breeding females and good husbands, he taught everything he knew; from hunting small animals to riding, his classes were a hit with the female audience and only praise came to his ears.

Just like Jeongguk's proud smile once when he came home and said he was doing a good job. He didn't need his husband's praise, he was self-sufficient enough to know his worth, but he didn't deny that he liked being pampered by him.

Jeongguk was proud of his and Jimin's actions until he didn't think it was bad to know that.

Another change that his husband made for his convenience was to guarantee all independence so that Jimin could come and go without needing his permissions, the village was full of dangers, but Jimin had guard on guard so he could teach his classes and attend the sales and Northern taverns without the company of his husband.

He had all the perks possible and Jeongguk always made it clear that their marriage was not based on obedience or strength, it was a healthy union and he could go whenever he wanted. However, it seemed like empty words now that Jimin no longer had his parents and did not want to depend on his brothers again for protection.

He can be free but now there is more than riding and having fun as in his youth when he was single, now there is a job as a tutor for the females of the village, a name to watch over and even if he doesn't want to... An annoying husband to take care of in your free time.

The ring gleaming on his ring finger meant nothing, neither did the two children they had. After all, that was just an uncontrolled heat accident by Jimin that came ahead of time, and made him catch Jeongguk off guard as well.

The two had long been untouched and as much as they gave in to the desire to copulate at some point during that troubled marriage, they felt something intense when they made their babies. It was in that heat that Jeongguk cried hugging him and saying that he loved him, it was in that heat that Jimin snarled angrily and pushed him away.

It was in that heat that they conceived Sea and Blue, their little puppies.

And the only reason for Jimin to continue supporting the annoying husband.

Their twin children were adorable, little bundles that came as the male father Panther, and unfortunately they had the same eyes as that big idiot and the fluffy little face. Jeon Jimin was now twenty-seven years old and would very much have liked not to give in to the desires of heat.

However, his children are worth it. They would always be worth it.

"What a good smell…" the husky voice of the male came to his back, indicating that he had woken up and Jimin felt his waist being gripped tightly and a satisfied growl being planted in his left ear as his neck was sniffed. "Very good…" Jeongguk smiled, closing his eyes and snuggling his face in the curve of his shoulder.

Jimin squeezes the jar of juice between his fingers and stops serving at the table.

They had a species that worked in the cabin so that Jimin didn't have to worry about housework, since the kitten made it clear at the beginning of their troubled relationship that he was not her husband's "fucking employee" and would not do anything to get in the way. His performance as guardian of the females of the pack, something that has not even been refused or discussed. Jeongguk quickly agreed and went after someone to take care of the housework, leaving Jimin free to do his own tasks in the time he had from morning until dusk.

The helpful Hoseok, lived nearby and was a lovely female tiger who liked to work but had no service that was pleasant to him. However, the leader came to ask someone to look after his house in an aid to the female chief Jeon and so Hoseok started the washing, ironing, tidying up the main cabin and in his spare time gossiping with his grumpy little boss.

Jimin liked Hoseok and was the only female in the village who was confident to open up and tell his fears, as he used to do with Taehyung's friend.

However, there was one thing that Jimin didn't like that Hoseok did and that had to do with his family's food. Even though he was irritated by cooking and sometimes late for work in the village, he still made ready meals for his husband and left his children's bottles before giving Hoseok the shopping list to stock up on the month.

Jimin loves to cook and liked to feed Jeongguk well, so that people would continue to praise his good attention and care for the male. After all, Panther needed good nutrition to keep its 123kg intact.

However, Hoseok was not at the cabin to help with the tasks of that week and Jimin was doing all the work, since the female had a puppy in the last month and was in charge of the birth. The brunette did not feel bad about taking care of the cabin and enjoyed taking time to pay attention to his family.

Mainly cooking.

He cooked and had his husband's whole diet prepared for the week in advance, he was proud to know that Jungkook had gained weight after the wedding and everyone praised his care. Jeon never complained about his food, on the contrary, the compliments came day after day, and Jimin already received so many cuddles for cooking well that his darker side tended to mold and deep down purring with satisfaction for being a good husband.

"NO, STOP IT NOW! YOU ARE INDEPENDENT, SELF-SUFFICIENT AND DON'T NEED TO PLEASE SOMEONE MALE." he repeated when those thoughts came up in his stupid mind.

Jimin hated to please, to be nice, and to appear something more than dominant in the relationship then when he sensed that he was being a silly female, as soon as he stopped and masked his emotions.

Like that moment when he received his husband's embrace and wanted to smile and tell him that he had prepared his favorite food but that as soon as he shook his head away from those useless thoughts, and clearing his throat to force his tone of order.

"You can let me go." ough demand. "I didn't give you permission to hug me, male." he says, feeling Jeongguk tensing behind him.

Panther is naturally affectionate and may always have a shock when he doesn't have the answers he thought he had in his aloof feline husband.

"Little one…" calls beggar. "Please... Just... a little…"

"Get out, now." Jimin wanted to let him do his cuddling session, but the last time he gave his arm to cheer, they ended up on the sofa with no clothes on and Jimin was irritated with himself by letting himself be carried away. "I'm setting the table and I need space." he shook his shoulders to ward off the bigger one.

"Little one." the male whimpers like a sly puppy, rubbing his nose on the back of his neck and doing morning like every morning when he did not receive his daily affection. "I want you." he confessed anguished.

Jimin swallowed hard.

"Let me go, or I swear you'll never feel my hands on you again."  threatened irritated to feel the body shiver.

The sensations that Jeongguk's touches provoke on his body are strange, he doesn't know how to deal with it and at the beginning of the marriage he wanted to cry so much that he seemed to soften in his husband's arms. The first time he gave herself to Jeongguk was when the male and he fought after months when Jeon tried to please him and received no positive response.

Jeongguk yelled at him for the first time and said in all his words that maybe he wouldn't go through with Sungwoo, leaving Jimin's pride as a wounded female and making him attack and throw him against the bed they shared. Jeongguk looked surprised when the kitten straddled his lap and started grunting, removing his clothes, but there was no way to protest when Jimin ordered him to take it.

Jeongguk was full of testosterone to be released and his instinct as a male could no longer be contained, he waited for the moment when Jimin would give him a free pass for an unbearable six months of marriage and when the boy finally wanted his touches, even confused, Jeongguk he relented and took it.

Knowing that the kitten was never taken filled the male Panther with pride, and being kind to him was almost a personal requirement to give him pleasure. Jimin was a virgin and Jeongguk felt his chest fill with happiness for being the one and only in his life, he treated him with such affection and attention that he could only smile when the younger Jeon moaned and whimpered with pleasure after coming for the fifth time in the night.

Jeongguk sucked him, licked him and took him gently, but much more than that, he made such a sweet love with Jimin that it scared the female with the reactions of his own body and the loud moans that resonated throughout the house.

After that day Jimin tended to run away from Jeongguk, and only on the stage would he let the male touch him, kisses were a real taboo for the crook and Panther needed a lot of kisses to get a seal before leaving to work in the pack.

Jimin is like an untamed feline, he cannot be molded or held. He's free. He is bossy, cranky and harsh.

But Jeongguk does everything for him.

Even not getting the same in return.

"Okay, sorry." loosening the waist of others in the middle of a laughter, Jeongguk moved away from her husband and scratched the back of the neck without grace. "You got out of bed early, I thought you went to work." comments around the rustic four-seater solid wood table and going to sit on the biggest chair in the center.

"You know that Hoseok is on maternity leave, I will not go to work until he returns." Jimin shrugged, putting the food back on the table after removing the wooden cup. "And you brushed your teeth?" looked sharply at his husband with a sleepy face.

"Ah, I'll brush later." Jeongguk raised his hand to get a cupcake but received a slap on the fingers in response. "Ouch!" picked up his hand pouting. "That hurts."

Jimin knows it didn't hurt, that wild feline giant fights with log-sized males and doesn't look hurt. Imagine getting a weak pat like yours?

Pretended bastard!

"Go brush those filthy teeth and wash that smashed face." scolded impatiently. "That hair of yours is messier than a nest." he moved around the table and went to his husband, running his fingers through his long, unruly hair and removing the knot that was always present between the strands. "How many times have you said you need to comb before going down to eat?"

"I'm lazy, you're the one who combs for me." Jeongguk pouted again, raising his face to Jimin and winking those wan black eyes. "Let me eat and then I brush my teeth and comb, okay?" blinked adorable.

Jimin frowned.

This asshole is using that look again to get what he wants.

Last time Jimin was taken in the kitchen pantry before leaving for work, and he barely felt it when he was lifted into the pantry and Jeon filled him with his seed in long, steady thrusts. He was able to distract her with that damned look.

"No way." he took the male's dark locks and pulled him back making Jeongguk moan softly when he was forced to lift his chin and look at Jimin who leaned over him. "Go immediately to brush that mouth and wash that face, it is better to change your pajamas and comb this nest that you call hair or I will not feed you, male." ordered between teeth seeing his dark eyes tremble and darken more than normal, while watching the Panther's Adam's apple move with his quick swallow.

"Little one… I…" Jeongguk brought his hands up to Jimin's hip and pulled him slightly closer. "Let's go with me? I don't know how to brush my teeth." murmured docile.

Jimin wanted to snort.

"No." he let go of his husband's soft strands and walked away. "Of course you know how to brush, stop talking and go." turned his back, taking his hands off his hips and stepping hard to the other side of the kitchen. "You have two minutes." sentenced.

Jeongguk growled softly in disgust, but Jimin heard the chair being dragged and then the male's strong footsteps disappearing down the hall.

He smiled involuntarily at the big guy's obedience.

"Good boy." laughed to himself but soon cleared his throat and concentrated on his task of ignoring that strange sensation.

What the hell! Shouldn't find that guy's attitude cute, not really.

At the beginning of the relationship, Jimin thought that he would have to deal with a serious, cold and full of traditionalism male. He thought his marriage would be martyrdom and hell to be with someone like Jeon, but going against everything he thought, he realized that the husband was quite different from what he passed on to the people around him.

Jeongguk tended to have flickering mood swings, at times he was lively and talkative, full of chatter about the pack and ideas about how they could make the tent look more cozy. Then he was sly and with a beak the size of the world walking after Jimin in search of cuddles.

The old Park thought he was a very peculiar being, since normally for people out there he was super serious and restrained. However, inside the cabin Jeongguk was more of a puppy than a man in his early thirties.

Jeongguk did not like to bathe often, and Jimin had to force him to wash himself before going to sleep, the male also tended to forget to comb his hair when he was at home, and it was Jimin who spent hours and hours removing knots with a wooden comb. sitting in the room with Jeon between his legs mumbling.

The male was like a third child for Jimin, it tended to be annoying and also funny.

"Jeongguk, shower. Now."

"But I took it yesterday..."

"Now."

"I don't like bathing, my skin is sensitive."

"You arrived sweaty from training with the sentinels, you are not going to lie on our bed like that."

"Aish!"

"Jeongguk, what the hell is this you're eating?"

"Chocolate"

"You can't eat chocolate, the healer warned you that your skin is getting infected because of the pimples... leave that chocolate now"

"I don't want to, I need sugar"

"Go eat some fruit and leave my chocolate there"

"I don't like fruit anymore, I prefer your chocolates"

"Jeon Jeongguk!"

"Okay… okay..."

Jimin sometimes had to use his active voice to command his husband, since Jeongguk tended to be a stubborn rascal and full of tantrums to get what he wants.

"Are we going to make puppies today?"

"I'm reading, Jeongguk."

"But... I want you, little one."

"Stop poking me and go to sleep."

"That lamp light won't let me sleep..."

"Then go to sleep in the sofa."

"But I want to sleep with you."

"Then turn around and sleep."

"But I'm agitated..."

"It is none of my business."

"Jiminnie..."

"Stop whining, I don't want to share sex with you."

"Why not? I will be kind."

"Jeongguk, go to sleep."

Jeongguk is what we call the annoying male and Jimin had to have a lot of patience to deal with him, especially with shortages or worse.

Jeon's jealous attacks.

"Why were you smiling at that male?" the panther once entered like a hurricane into the room, while Jimin removed his scarf without caring about the enraged growls of the possessed husband.

"Good afternoon Hoseok, how was the afternoon?" greeted his assistant who had welcomed them with each of the twins in his lap, ignoring the attack of the husband.

"Jimin, don't ignore me!" Jeon snarled behind him.

"Good afternoon, little boss, all right... the children missed you." the smiling boy with curly hair offered the little ones and Jimin promptly took each one and filled them with kisses, listening to the purr of his pups and feeling the licks of his babies. "Everything is fine?" asked Hoseok worried about the tense aspect of the Panther Leader who was shooting his boss's back.

"Sure, it's a beautiful day." Jimin smiled, going to put the children in the pigpen and turning to him. "Hoseok, can you go to the kitchen to prepare some appetizer for afternoon coffee, please?"

"Yes, sir, excuse me." he bowed politely.

"Sure…" Jimin smiled seeing the boy leave and turned to the pigsty. "My puppies, did you miss Dad?" he asked, resting his arms on the upholstered compartment and watching his babies smile at him.

However, a firm hand pulled on his arm and made him turn.

"Don't ignore me." Jeongguk had red eyes and a furious look, while the fangs were visible and the jaw was marked by his tension. "Why were you smiling at that male? Do you want to share sex with him?" question harshly.

The Panther male was not a very patient being, nor was he psychologically unstable. Jimin had no problems with aggression from his husband, but Jeongguk's jealousy at times tended to irritate him deeply. Okay, sometimes it was fun to play with his husband and let other males flirt with him, winding up and when Jeon was doing his honor for the village and seeing the furious way that the dark orbs gleamed in his direction, but we agree that not even a chance to betray Jeongguk he had.

Jimin is gruff enough not to like betrayal and being with an annoying male was enough for him, other males tended to come over and make some jokes at him, but Jeon ignored them most of the time and only gave some attention when she saw her husband working near the huts where she served as a tutor.

Jeongguk was busy on the other side of the village with his men, but every now and then he appeared on the side where Jimin tutored and did an hour like nothing, as if Jimin did not know that the male was on his heel to inspect him.

He took advantage of Jengguk's distrust and perhaps insecurity and made him suffer a little, as he did earlier when he smiled at an officer who went to take some flowers for the decoration arrangement for the female independence day in the village chapel, he felt he was being observed and took the opportunity to discuss a lot with the male and smile widely at him.

Jimin knew that this would leverage the impulsive and angry male he had inside the house, and deep down he wanted to see how far Jeongguk would go with his jealousy.

Most of the time the male Panther gave him freedom, he was understanding with his follies and even a little soft. However, when it came to jealousy… Jeongguk became another male.

"Can you let me go? I'm not in the mood for your litany today." Jimin yawned after rolling his eyes.

"Why were you so smiling with that male? Is he special to you?" Jeongguk asks angrily. "Tell me!"

"Ah, dear God... How much nonsense." Jimin pulled his hand out of the grip and waved negatively. "He was just a kind man who went to take the decoration for the female of the month festivity, there is nothing between us…"

"It didn't look like that." Jeongguk takes a step forward. "You smiled at him." said tormented.

"I smile at several people." the cat pretended to check the translucent enamel of his nails in indifference.

Jimin managed to be a real demon in driving his husband crazy.

"Not for me." Jeongguk grabbed him by the hand again and squeezed, making Jimin sigh heavily and give him attention. "You don't smile at me like that." said disturbed.

"Oh, you are so dramatic." Jimin was ironic.

"Do you want him as your male? Want it for you?" the dark eyes suddenly appear despair and Jimin swallowed hard seeing that Jeongguk was sensitive to the matter.

"He's nobody, man. By the gods, it was only a male that I thanked for the flowers." frowned, starting to worry.

"You... seemed to like him, you were very comfortable around him." Jeongguk says in a choked voice and his lips tighten. "Do you... do you like each other in secret?" the question seemed to be filled with torment and pain.

Jeongguk managed to be the real female of that relationship in a few moments, and Jimin was speechless when he started with that bubble of strange feelings between them.

"Of course not!" pulled his hand sharply. "Are you eating my chocolate, are you? Stop watching me at my job and stop thinking nonsense, I am faithful to what I am committed to and I will honor to the end what my parents chose for me." dictated firmly before turning his back and walking up the stairs. "Even if it's annoying." mumbled.

Jimin didn't like seeing Jeongguk with that kind of look, it was worse than the peaks of jealousy or neediness. It affected him in a ridiculous way and he felt bad for causing that reaction.

"Jimin." Jeongguk ran and hugged him from behind. "Sorry, I didn't want to go to your job but I feel empty away from you…" he confessed anxiously tightening his arms around the boy's shoulders. "I spend the whole day fighting myself not to go to you and I feel disturbed without your heat, your smell feeds me and your voice calms me. Without you I... I stay... I get very... lonely" confessed shaky and covered in anguish.

"J-Jeongguk…" Jimin's eyes widen and he stares at the rustic wall of the room without words, his body shuddering with that husband's confession.

"I don't know what happened with me, little one… I just can't stand being away and when I went to your job and saw that male handing you flowers and you smiling, I went crazy... I'm terrible… I'm sorry, I just…" Jeon for a moment snarled and released him abruptly before turning his heels and running away from the room, opening the entrance door and disappearing from view.

Leaving a dismayed Jimin behind.

"J-Jeongguk."

After that Jeongguk drama scene, Jimin felt that his husband was more distant and quieter than usual. The two were not there, very close because of Jimin himself imposing limits, but after Jeongguk came back at night and lay in their bed in silence, something inside Jimin ended up bothering.

The male Panther spent a week exchanging few words with him, and looking sadder than usual, he got up saying good morning, barely hugged him like he used to, and said little at breakfast.

Jeongguk did not ask for a kiss or hug that week after the attack of jealousy, and Jimin was starting to get irritated by that wave of apathy from the bigger one.

"The great leader is finding himself insufficient, sir... Perhaps he thinks that you are wanting to exchange him for the male of the flowers." Hoseok commented one afternoon while they were preparing dumplings.

"He's an idiot for thinking that way." Jimin huffed.

But the thought that he made a mistake continued to cross his mind.

After two weeks with Jeongguk acting melancholy, Jimin decided to end that scene. One night after taking a shower and ironing his body lotion, he lay down wearing a big nightgown and white underwear, looking at the front door of the room and waiting for Jeongguk to leave the office to go to bed.

The children were sleeping in the next room and the house was in perfect silence.

The two shared a bed since the beginning of the marriage but Jimin used to put a restraining line on the mattress using pillows, he did not like to be touched when sleeping and always made it clear to Jeongguk that his side was very far from his body. The years passing by and the laziness hitting were decisive for Jimin to stop using the pillows, but every now and then he kicked Jeongguk out of bed when the male hugged him from behind and kept rubbing himself erotically when he wanted to mate with him.

There were nights when Jimin was quiet and left, even sighing delightfully when his underwear was lowered between his thighs and Jeongguk touched his entrance with his fingers before feeling his luscious inside and growling lightly passing the tip of his round head over there, Jimin moaned softly, feeling his entrance being judged by his husband, slowly inserting his thick, long member and receiving kisses and licks on the neck in response.

"You are so hot and wet... it makes me crazy." Jeongguk growled softly in delight, moving his hips against his and catching him sideways by squeezing his waist. "Yes, roll it for me..." he encouraged when Jimin gave a hip boost.

"S-shut up... uh..." the kitten blushed, burying his face in the pillow and too embarrassed to do more than moan and feel Jeongguk penetrate him tasty.

The sex between them was often done like this, on the side and with Jimin holding his own emotions and reactions. Not wanting to surrender.

Not wanting to be fragile and sensitive.

Jimin promised himself that he would not make a fuss, he would not come, nor show that he was pleased with his husband. He did not want to be the fragile part of that relationship, nor would he like to be in the eyes of the male a voluble and erotic female, he did not want Jeongguk to be satisfied with giving him pleasure.

He didn't want to take advantage of what their relationship offered, as he still wanted to take that hurt and anger out of the decision that his parents made and the decision that Jeongguk made for both of them without consulting him in the past.

However, sometimes he ended up forgetting that... when he came biting the pillowcase and shuddered without letting out a single peep, he wanted to leave everything behind. He wanted to scream and say how hot Jeongguk was in bed, he wanted to turn around and return the kisses he received and the compliments of having done well and being good.

He wanted to curl up in his husband's arms and feel him fill his with caresses, but he could only grunt and leave the bed on wobbly legs, limping to the bathroom under Jeongguk's concerned questions and slamming the door shut without answering the brunette.

Jimin took a shower washing all the seed and sweat from his body, crying confused with his racing heart and touching his flushed face. He wanted to feel it but at the same time he didn't want to.

He came to have the bathroom invaded in one of those moments and Jeongguk placed him against the wall kissing him furiously, telling him to love him.

Jimin cried when he was lifted by the legs and the husband took him again, cried because he was too good and wanted to lie down, but he couldn't because he was confused by his personal goals and his own convictions. He let Jeongguk hug him and come inside him, but he was unable to kiss the male when he pleaded.

Jimin was unable to surrender.

Nor did he understand that he was in love like crazy and that feeling was struggling with something that was already rooted in his heart.

The pride.

The pride that would not let him surrender to Jeongguk's touches, was the same pride that made him wait for his husband to appear in the room after those weeks away. He saw Jeongguk remove his work uniform and walk towards the bathroom without looking at him, and pride made him angry that he was not the target of the male's gaze.

He got up following Jeongguk into the bathroom and went straight to pushing his already shirtless spouse onto his back against the wall, kissing him wildly and feeling Jeongguk tensing before sobbing and pulling him into his lap.

Jimin felt the tears of the husband wetting the kiss and listened to his whining as they got rid of the clothes, entering the bathroom stall and loving each other under the hot water.

Jeongguk took him in front of him and moaned softly with his mouth on his shoulder, muttering countless "I love you, I love you, I love you" and his desperate movements made Jimin roll his eyes and moan restrained trying not to go crazy.

They missed him, but Jimin didn't want to give his arm to cheer.

He didn't want to respond.

They did it in the shower, on the sink counter, did it in bed when Jimin was thrown facedown and Jeongguk snarled at him and forced them both to shiver with pleasure. The two weeks were paid for with a long sex that morning, and Jimin never dipped the sheets as much as that night.

He felt his tight sore entrance but he liked how he could handle the big cock of his husband taking him, Jeongguk would reach out firmly and kiss his back while whispering how much he was missing him.

Jimin liked that... he liked Jeongguk's desire for him.

They did many times.

Until dawn.

In the morning Jimin rode Jeongguk who was already sleepy but eager for more, he never left Jimin alone and even tired did his best to give pleasure to the little one.

The kitten rolled, sat and trapped its male inside. He made Jungkook growl and scream with pleasure, saw him cry spilling his seed inside and leaned over him, whispering with longing what always blew in his mind:

"You are mine, only mine... and that's enough for me." said biting the Panther's earlobe that sobbed affected. "Your seed is enough for me and you are the only one I can stand, I hope that will be clear after today." said licking and giving a soft kiss on the cheek of others, before getting up and taking the luscious cock out of himself, giving his back to go to the bathroom and feeling a gradual amount of semen running down his legs.

He ran away with his heart at a gallop and, hearing Jeongguk's weak cry behind him, knew that he had left the male sensitive and perhaps satisfied by his response.

Jimin found out that he didn't hate him as he thought.

And that was scary.

The days after that tender night of pleasure returned to normal and Jeongguk emerged as the usual annoying male, humming around the house while playing with the twins and coming towards him always asking for kisses and amid games. Jimin had been relieved by the return of the needy rascal and his discount in the days that followed.

Involuntarily Jimin realized that Jeongguk was more intense and ended up surrendering to Jeon more times than he thought possible. He was afraid that this would cause terrible sentimental consequences, since with each touch of Jeon his body seemed to boil and the male chased him around the house in search of more.

Jimin ran away when he was ovulating and hid when his breasts leaked.

The babies' milk had been coming more strongly in the last few months and Jimin was unable to feed the children and fill bottles with the breast pump, his aching breasts were swollen and not even the babies could stand drinking so much.

There were days when he needed to get out of bed to milk his sap in the bathroom as it would wet the entire bed and consequently could wake up a hungry male.

Jimin was more afraid of Jeongguk wanting to feed on himself than anything else.

Males helped their companions to satisfy their hunger with milk from the puppies when they came in large quantities and Jimin panicked when Hoseok commented on his husband Yoongi who ended up stopping eating normal food just to drink milk, something normal for some males of the species.

The connection of breast milk with the baby was a beautiful alliance and when a male was invited to participate in this feeding, the family bond was established and the couple created a strong connection.

Some couples ended up having a milk-regulated diet and feeding only for the female while breastfeeding both his male and his baby for long months, it seemed strange to humans but for species it was normal. Hoseok said that Yoongi was always purring while drinking milk and the sex between them improved a thousand times with the warrior's liquid food.

Jimin was curious about the subject, but he didn't like to seem interested to know. However, Sungwoo came to his house a few days ago to visit him and more pregnant than ever, he just needed to say with all the words that he loved breastfeeding his Alpha.

Jimin felt somewhat out of place to discover that he was one of the few females who did not share his milk with his husband, as he saw Jeongguk's hungry little look at his breasts when he was breastfeeding the children but did not have the courage to offer him.

Jeon was polite enough not to comment on it but Jimin felt that he wanted to.

One night Jimin was surprised to wake up feeling something licking over his shirt.

He woke up with a loud purr and little saliva noises, for a moment he thought he had slept with the twins in the nest of the next room, but he was surprised to see that it was not his puppies that made those sounds poking his shirt in search for food.

It was his husband.

Jeon Jeongguk was sniffing his shirt with his face down in front of his chest and rubbing his cheek on the wet fabric.

Probably Jimin leaked the liquid while he slept and the male woke up smelling the aroma and was curious.

The weak moonlight enters the couple's bedroom and partially illuminates the large double bed, where Jimin is lying facing a Jeongguk half-naked and without a walk that sniffs and licks him.

The two slept together after putting the twins to sleep, Jeongguk was normal the night before and Jimin wasn't stressed either.

It was just an ordinary dawn when they slept.

However, the kitten woke up feeling his body hot and his breasts throbbing as well as hearing the different noises around him and this made him shudder when he saw what was going on.

Jeongguk, it was him.

The smart male was silent and cautious, moving his treacherous tongue over the wet cloth of Jimin's shirt, as if he was afraid to wake him up.

Jimin had taken time to realize Jeon's actions, but when he realized he wanted to kick him out of bed, what the hell is he doing? The one without manners!

When he thought about moving around and yelling at Jungkook, he got a very exotic surprise, Jeon moved his mouth close to his breast over the shirt and slowly snapped his nipple over the cloth, causing Jimin to involuntarily shudder.

"Hmmm…" Jeongguk closed his eyes with thick eyelashes and hugged the kitten's hip, enjoying the taste of the liquid even on the warm cloth.

He left Jimin shocked and petrified watching him in silence.

The sensation of the mouth on his nipple just above the shirt was good, a touch that Jimin had never experienced before and that caused something in his guts. A strange tingling appeared at the bottom of his stomach and he pressed his lips together to keep from groaning.

Jeongguk sucked with a little force and it didn't take long for Jimin to involuntarily release the milky liquid to be tasted by his husband, even though he didn't want to be like that.

The cat wanted to cry in shame and walk away, but his body seemed frozen in place and Jeongguk's mouth was confusing him. What is that? Why is he so eager for more? And why is my own body hot?

Jimin closes his eyes when he feels Jeongguk's hands lifting his shirt, he wants to growl in anger but can't say anything at all. His husband's warm, rough hands go up over his flat stomach, he ventures to explore his skin and suddenly Jimin felt his nipples prickle from the cold ambient climate.

His shirt has been lifted up to his neck and now his skin is completely at the mercy of his husband.

Oh Gosh! He needs to say something... he needs to shout at Jeongguk not to be so immoral and push him away.

But... at the same time he wants to find out how far Jeon will go.

Jimin feels his body being turned by Jeongguk's hands and remains with his eyes closed feeling now that he is on his back with his torso semi-naked. He hears the rustling of the sheets and suddenly feels a hot body above his, Jeongguk is on top of him.

The mattress sinks on either side of his head, and he feels the touch on the sides of his thighs, Jeongguk is probably on all fours over him and his breath hits his face.

Jimin shudders when he feels something wet on his thigh and almost chokes when he smells the characteristic and salty aroma of his husband's pre-enjoyment.

Oh dear... Is he... luscious for that?

Risking a look, Jimin in between opens his eyes and sees Jeongguk with his head down looking at his nipples, the male is actually on all fours above him and looks tense. The free chest and muscular body can be frightening if it weren't so common for Jimin to be used to the huge male Panther.

However, what surprises the kitten is his husband's black underwear.

He is soaked and the stiff member tries to escape through the top opening, the round mushroom-shaped head is so red that it looks painful and the pre-seminal fluid drips from it slowly falling across the bed and over Jimin's thighs.

It is something... surreal.

"I want to drink from you." Jeongguk confesses hoarse when looking up and catching him awake. "I want you, Jimin." say seductive.

Jimin swallowed hard when his eyes widened with that sentence, he was left without reaction and Jeongguk was approaching.

He was going to try his milk.

He was…

"Alpha Leader! Great Leader! We have a problem!" Exasperated voices echoed from the floor below and the sound of knocking on the cabin door made the two hybrids awake from that intimate moment.

Jimin covered himself with the shirt again while Jeongguk snarled out of him. and jumping out of bed to go towards your black overcoat.

"Sure! Wait a minute." Panther left the room and Jimin breathed a sigh of relief at being interrupted.

It was better this way.

Yeah! It was.

A long time has passed since that near accident, the two did not touch on the subject and Jeongguk seemed more busy than ever with the affairs of the people. There were rumors that a war could explode somewhere in the South and Jimin was apprehensive about his husband's silence about it, Jeongguk usually chattered about everything that happened in the village but currently pretended that nothing was happening and that the frequent meetings were just routine.

Jimin feared that something would happen before winter came, and he didn't want to be blind to the events.

"What does my little one think so much?" the Alpha came up behind him, supporting both hands on either side of his body and rubbing his nose in his hair. "Uh?"

"Nothing that is any of your business." Jimin finished closing the knot of the male's food Bento and left the grasp of his hands. "Your food is ready, take this juice, and a fruit for training." demanded turning around to finish cleaning the kitchen and focus on his own tasks.

They had lunch shortly after Jeongguk went to wash and get ready, Jeon returned already wearing the training leather uniform and wearing the black fur cloak. His long hair was tied in a samurai bun and the belt with his weaponry around his waist. The food was well appreciated by Panther and he spared no praise for Jimin, even with the snitch huffing and telling him to just shut up and eat.

Not that Jeongguk cared about the cat's lack of affection, but somehow he shut up to finish his meal and start another day at work.

"Thank you for that." sincerely thanked, moved by the marmite wrapped in the embroidered cloth and by the juice in the iron canteen. "You are very good to me." looked up smiling.

"It is not a big deal." Jimin shrugged and stuffed some clean dishes into the cupboards. "What will you want for dinner?" asked how don't want anything.

Jimin expected another long list from his husband asking for rice, meat, various desserts and bullshit, but instead he received a profound silence. He was surprised when his question got no answer and turned around closing the closet to look at Jeongguk.

He was somewhat embarrassed by the male's serious look and thoughtful expression.

"Jungkook?" blinked.

"You don't need to cook anything for me today, I'm going to eat in the tavern with the patrol team." forced a smile. "Take a break, I will ask one of the females to come and look at the children... Get out a little and go and visit Hoseok, it might be good to relax." picked up the lunch box and stuffed it in his brown cloth bag as well as the canteen and an apple, turning his back on Jimin and walking quickly to the living room.

"What? Wait!" Jimin ran to reach his husband when he found that attitude strange. "What do you mean dinner at the tavern? You never dine out of the house." took the male's free wrist and made him turn around. "What the hell happened to you?" questions angrily.

"Nothing." Jeongguk looks away blinking several times. "We just need to work until later today, little one... it's no big deal." smiled taking the other hand to make him let go and took the right now free to Jimin's face. "Don't worry, okay?"

"What exactly is going on for you to be dining out and having so much service?" Jimin took Alpha's wrist and grunted. "Spit it out, annoying." used the old nickname to make Panther speak.

Jimin hated it when Jeongguk hid things from him.

His husband's gaze was tender and his smile was more affectionate than ever, but something within that gentle, dark glow left Jimin anguished.

"Don't worry, take care of our puppies and stay safe. Are you okay?" Jeongguk stroked his face and smiled closer. "You are the most important things in my life." said sincere.

"Jeongguk…" Jimin blinked feeling his heart racing.

"I'm going to enjoy this meal, little one." leaned down, threatening to seal his lips on Jimin's but seeing the smaller one shrink in fear. "I love you very much." emphasized his nose with his and rubbed from side to side, respecting the recoil of others. "Too much." closed his eyes touching his forehead on the little one.

Jimin unwittingly took his hands to the cloth of Jeon's chest vest and squeezed it.

"Why... are you saying these things?" question rudely.

"Just... I felt I should." Jeongguk sighs heavily.

When Jimin saw Jeongguk's horse disappearing across the field and taking his husband, for some reason his eyes filled with tears and going against his pride he ran to try to shout for him to return.

To give him a kiss... just a kiss.

"Jeongguk!" ran opening the fence and almost stumbling when running through the pebbles of the path. "Jeongguk! Wait!" shouted asking the male to stop.

The Leader Panther's cape flutters as the horse gallops away.

"Jeongguk! Wait for me." Jimin asked softly in a shaky voice, and continuing to run.

"The troops of the South are marching to the boundary of the lands of the savages of the North and East, it will be a bloody war" Namjoon's words came to the head of the Panther Leader as he rode.

"Is there a way to delay them?" Yoongi questioned seriously at the meeting the day before.

"Perhaps sending ten troops to encircle the path and send a ship through the dark waters of the rough sea... But it is very risky, we have to be careful" Namjoon looked concerned.

"Many can die on this mission, it is almost suicidal" Yoongi had spoken with fear.

Jeongguk tightens the horse's reins with his eyes steady on the path.

"How many men do we need?" he questioned.

"Maybe twelve men on the boat are enough, but they need to be led by someone who knows the maps" Namjoon swallowed.

"I can't go, my husband just had a baby" Yoongi ruffled his hair feeling helpless.

"I... I have to take care of Seokjin..." Namjoon purses his lips, worried.

Everyone in the meeting was tense, afraid and had someone to go back to. They needed to stay for their families, there were people who loved them.

Each of them had someone who would be sad and groundless if they died on that mission.

All...

One less.

"I will." Jeongguk made the decision that night.

Jeongguk didn't have much to lose, he could leave one of his brothers in power in the North and Namjoon staying to protect the people's defense would be a big deal. Yoongi would also stay, so they would have an advantage, probably the ship would defend as much as possible to kill most of the invaders and pass only a few to the border. It would be a suicide mission but they already had men who could do it, feline species that liked war and were already dead inside.

Twelve men would sacrifice their lives and Jeongguk would lead them.

"You have two babies, man... Your husband will be devastated. Don't do it." Namjoon tried to make him retreat before his decision.

"Jimin will suffer if you leave" Yoongi said worriedly.

Jeongguk remembers having a nasal laugh to hide his sadness.

"My little one is strong, he will not suffer... He will be taking care of everything until one of my brothers has trained him enough to take care of the people" he revealed.

"Wait... You mean..." Namjoon swallowed.

"I already left it in my will after getting married that if one day something happened to me, Jimin would be in the supreme power of the North... He will lead after my brothers train him. Don't worry, this is my mission."

Panther was so engrossed in his memories that he did not notice his kitten's calls, disappearing through the grass in decisive gallops and knowing that this would be the last time he would be in the North.

The twins were only a few months old, Jimin was strong for them and had already made it clear that he was unmoved by anything.

Jeongguk was confident that he would be able to handle the situation.

A tear streamed down Alpha's face, and he squeezed the horse's bridle tightly.

"Finally, you will have your freedom, my little one." smiled.

Love.

It is more than pride.

It is sacrifice.

The first time Jeongguk saw Jimin it was as if everyone made sense, that smiling boy who passed in front of everyone else and made his eyes fall on him. A sweet look and a sweet way that won Jeongguk in the first talk.

Jeongguk grew up to be the bastard son of the leader of the North, as the eldest was constantly the target of his evil and legitimate brothers. Learning over time that every rude word and rude attitudes hid troubled feelings in innocent hearts.

One day he saw one of his brothers being flogged by his father, and he realized that all the anger that was thrown at his back was the result of a hatred that arose out of envy.

Jeongguk learned to be the target of people's anger because maybe that was what calmed hearts full of sadness, he preferred to be the target instead of seeing people's tears.

His mother hated him since childhood because he was the son of who he was and was just like his father, while his parent, even though he took him to live in the main house at the age of twelve, also cared little for him.

People would sometimes lock him up in a dark room as a child and he would hug his knees, crying softly and wondering what his problem was.

Why couldn't anyone loves him?

His stepmother was a wicked and greedy woman who slapped him when he excelled beyond her children in training, she constantly made him hungry to pay for being as "annoying" as she said. Jeongguk never disrespected her even though he wanted a lot, he endured everything in silence and sometimes disguised his sadness with a smile and a laugh.

To hit.

To suffer.

Be left.

It was never something out of the ordinary in his life and he learned after his mother's death that no one would really care about him.

He was born to be a nuisance.

"You must lead the North while your brothers live, you must take my place and be the one that the enemies of our people want to kill... You, and only you can do that, Jeongguk." ordered the great leader in his deathbed to the young boy.

"Yes sir, I will." nodded as his brothers cried around the bed and his stepmother screamed in tears at the possible death of the leader Panther.

He was not allowed to cry

He was not allowed to back down.

He was not allowed to take the coffin.

"Do not think that you are important because you are the son who you are, you are a bastard son of a sick female and a prostitute who only served to ruin our lives." Lady Jeon threw the leadership cloak in her hands after the death of the great leader, making Jeongguk see that new position as a symbol of great dishonor. "You stay in power because it’s what no one else wants you to live, and you know you’ll never have love… You don’t even dare to love... You’re not worthy, just like your damn mother wasn’t."

His teary eyes lifted in front of the dark room, and he looked at the widow with sorrow.

"I... I don't understand. Why do you hate me so much, lady? What did I do to you?"

"You were born, bastard... That's enough. You were born and everyone will always hate you for living..."

Jeongguk took the lead even though he didn't want to and swallowed all his heartache to take care of the people.

Years after his leadership, his stepmother was dying and all her children needed help to heal her, but the drugs were no longer working.

It was on a cold dawn that the sick woman's room opened, and the leader Panther entered the place fearfully, getting rid of the snow on his shoulders and bringing a special healer with him.

His stepmother was thin, bony and with sunken eyes. The woman who was once beautiful and vain, was just a heap of skin and bone on a cold bed, looking wistfully in her direction.

"A-annoying..." she raised a trembling hand in the air towards the Leader.

"I'm here, Lady." he came over and sat fearfully on her bed, touching the woman's cold hand and swallowing as she smiled at him.

"Oh… boy... you are so annoying..."

"I know..." Jeongguk looks down.

"Always smiling and wandering around trying to help people, it was so uncomfortable and indigestible for me." she coughed. "There was nothing about you that was imperfect and at some point I really wanted to take your life."

"You hated my mother for being my father's lover, I understand..." Jeongguk spoke bitterly.

"You're still a damn annoying boy." she smiled small "Trying to find reasons why people have to hate you. Simply, looking for ways to understand why they don't like you... silly child."

"Don't force yourself to speak, please..." Jeongguk asked worriedly when she spat a handful of blood into a cloth between her free fingers.

The hand that grabs hers squeezes.

"You are the only one I have ever been angry with... well, you are a good child... unlike my puppies, you are honest, brave and kind. Uselessly kind."

"Ms. Jeon." Jeongguk shakes her hand, surprised by the loving words?

"You always had a strange attachment to those who hurt you, didn't you? Annoying and hateful little boy..." her eyes watered. "I hope you never let the power get out of your hands, because you deserve the place you are in."

Jeongguk gasped.

"W... what?"

"I did well to convince your Dad about giving you that power, you were the only one who could handle him. Even though you were so annoying..." she smiled small.

Her words left Jeongguk affected by the candor, and gradually managed to capture what she wanted to say.

"Those useless ones would only make the people suffer and the name of our family be tarnished, at least you know how to be a Jeon." she looked at the healer who was trying to administer new teas. "Enough, I'm dying, my dear... enough is enough." she ordered weakly.

"No, Lady will be fine... you will be fine." he said in small despair when he saw her laughing hoarsely

"Naive, stop talking litanies... Do you really think I'm going to stay alive? Fall into reality, boy, I'm dying and I want to rest anyway."

"Madam..." Jeongguk asked in distress.

"Stop looking at me with those tearful little eyes of your molten Panther, it's annoying and I'll hit you if you continue..." he threatened with a mean smile.

"Hit me, but don't die, please..." he pleaded.

"You were always a tick, weren't you? Maybe I didn't kill you for being a little adorable..." she laughed bitterly. "That way of yours ends up swinging even the most poisonous grass and the most cruel feline." her fingers probed Jeongguk's wet face and lightly caressed his manly cheeks. "Annoying, comb these hair and take a shower... Don't you dare embarrass me in hell."

"Stop, don't say those things. I will do everything, but stay alive..." He cries hugging her tightly. "I already lost them all, why do you need to go too? Hit me. Come on! Hit me and tell me I'm annoying... But don't leave me."

Jeongguk learned to love her.

He learned to love his stepmother.

Sometimes when Dad locked him in the dark cellar, the door would open and the nasty woman would come in with a blanket and a glass of cold milk. She looked at him from above in that imperious way and extended it to him without saying anything, Jeongguk took it with trembling hands and thanked him in a whisper.

Then she turned her back and left.

His stepmother was bad, but at times he felt something coming from her... a sensation... that caught him.

He felt the best of people even when they seemed to hate him.

Once his hair was full of knots, he couldn't comb because he was too small and he was sad when his brothers laughed that he was going to have to shave everything. Jeongguk really thought he was going to have to let his beloved hairs go away at once.

But his stepmother appeared in the room screaming at everyone and scaring his brothers, she pulled him to the bed and made him sit in silence while she untangled his wires amid grumbling.

Jeongguk felt something.

He felt like hugging her.

His hair didn't have to be cut.

"Please stay with me... stay with me..." he cried full of pain and stroking the sick woman's straight hair. "Please .... Stay with me, Lady..."

"You are so annoying..." A weak laugh came along with unseen caresses in Jeongguk's hair "I... I would like you to forgive me someday for everything I did to you, boy... I would like to change the past but unfortunately, I can't."

"There is nothing I should forgive, everything is fine... just stay alive... I will go after the best healers and medicines, I will cure you... you will be fine... everything will be fine and…" Jungkook desperately tried to find a solution when he released himself from the embrace, but he was silent with a caress on his face and a truly loving smile.

"You are worthy of all the love in the world, my dear... And I hope that one day… someone can take care of you in the way that I was not able..." she coughed.

Jeongguk remembers one day she went to his room at dawn, it was the first time he felt real affection and was surprised when someone hugged his tiny body from behind on the bed and kissed his hair stroking him.

"You are the most annoying thing there is, hm?"

"L-lady?"

"Sleep! You must sleep!"

"Please, stay with me…" Jeongguk caressing the cold hand that slides over his face and sees the woman panting, and moaning painfully, asks. "Please, mom... stay with me… stay…"

"A-annoying boy... I'm… I'm not your mother."  blood slides down the woman's mouth slowly and her eyes watered.

"It doesn't matter, to me you are..." Jeongguk laid his face on her lap, and sobbed affected. "Mom, I... I never hated you and I will never hate."

"An-noy-ing."

She was gone on a last breath.

Everyone he loved hated him and he was not surprised when he fell in love at first sight, and was selfish enough to go after the one he loved and was repulsed after the wedding, he knew it was common in his life but somehow he didn't want to to give up.

"YOU ARE ANNOYING, GET OUT NEAR ME!"

His heart beat fast.

His eyes trembled and he involuntarily went crazy.

Crazy about him.

"Don't you know how to comb this hair? Heavens, what a mess... give me that brush!"

"Stop being so chatty, what the hell... You are very annoying."

The harsh way he felt in his care made his guilt drop, even though he knew he made a mistake by making an alliance with the Eastern clan and involuntarily forcing Park Jimin to marry him. Still, somehow he wanted that kitten and being with him was his only joy.

Jeongguk was lonely and sad, but with Jimin it's like his whole life makes sense.

Sleeping next to him is what filled him most with love, seeing him taking care of the house and preparing meals made his heart pound and when his babies were born... Jeongguk promised himself that he would die and kill for each one of them.

Jimin was beautiful even sweaty and bruised by the five hours of delivery, he was perfect.

He is and always would be perfect.

Even if he didn't love him.

And boarding the ship Jeongguk knew that when he looked at the horizon, he could trust that his little family would be safe.

Jimin was born to be free.

And Jeongguk hoped that his freedom would be satisfactory after his death, as he had been planning his for some time, and somehow wanted him to be okay.

The opportunity for war would be perfect to finally achieve peace and leave Jimin free forever.

Perhaps Jeongguk did not really know that he was leaving someone who would suffer from his departure, nor did he think that Jimin would be devastated to discover the real reason for his absence at bedtime.

The letter from the dead in combat would arrive in a while, but never under his name.

The soldiers who won the battle were returning for long months, but he was never part of them.

Jeongguk is gone to war.

And Jimin…

He found that his strange feelings had only one meaning.

Love.

Jimin wears a nice red outfit, dress shoes and a fur scarf. His babies sleep in the baskets next to his feet and he sips a steaming cup of tea elegantly prostrated on a wooden chair.

Seokjin watches it closely with concern, they are enjoying a delicious winter afternoon together and Kim invited his friend to talk that Monday afternoon.

Everyone was worried about Jimin, but apparently he was still the same as always; impenetrable.

"How it feels?" sweet Jin asks fearfully. "Do you need something?"

"Maybe more sugar, your tea is cruel to my sensitive palate." Jimin sighed taking the cup out of his mouth and looking up at Namjoon's husband. "Two sugar cubes, please."

"Oh! Sure." the blond haired Alpaca female, smiled a little embarrassed by the lack of attenuating sensitivity of the cat, and called one of his butlers to serve them with more sugar.

Seokjin attentively watches Jimin being served and waving the spoon in his cup, he is very polite and has an almost perfect etiquette. Certainly, the white cats of the East came from a splendid upbringing and there was no denying it.

At the beginning when Jeongguk married Jimin, Seokjin was not very close to the thief because he thought of him as a rough person and without much sensitivity, currently his thoughts have not changed but he can see that Jimin also has good attitudes and knows what is ideal for him. People or not. He is firm and has a somewhat difficult temper, but he managed to take all the difficult moments that happened after news of a month ago's war exploded.

Many males died defending the North and the border turned into a terrible bloodbath, Seokjin almost panicked thinking that Namjoon could be on the hillside ship, but thanks to the gods he was in the line of defense of the gates, little was injured and came back whole home.

Fortunately, Yoongi did not go on a suicide mission either, and Hoseok went out screaming through the neighborhood that his meow was fine.

Relief came to those who had their loved ones back, but as soon as sad news hit the village like dawn-burning smoke.

The Great Leader Panther had embarked on the enemy retention mission in the rough sea and the ship exploded and was followed by the butchers of the South before reaching the gates. The mission was completed there and a bomb fired inside the ship was the decisive act to kill half of those who could harm the village.

The twelve heroes and the leader were the ones who saved everyone from misfortune, but who did not return to tell the story.

Horror descended on Seokjin as well as sadness, he and Hoseok heard about the story from Yoongi and Namjoon, were devastated to learn that Jeongguk had made the decision to sacrifice himself in the name of the people and left a family alone. Jimin and two babies, now unprotected.

The two females ran as soon as possible to the main hut and caught Jimin sitting on the porch hugging his legs and in shabby pajamas and greasy hair, he was probably not bathing for three days and the children cried with pity on the side of inside the hut.

"I tried to breastfeed them but... but... I was scared of him coming and having no one to make breakfast for... he'll be hungry, right?" trembling for Seokjin and Hoseok.

Jimin received the news much worse than anyone and even after being helped by his friends, he continued looking at the door to the house as if Jeongguk was going to return at last.

He had hopes that the husband was alive.

He even laughed when Namjoon told about the will and let him know everything that would be decided from then on, he did not believe that Jeongguk was dead.

He was not a fool.

Unlike what Seokjin thought Jimin would be like, his devastation was channeled by anger and malice. He made a living hell in the life of the village elders when he learned that they had stopped searching the sea after a week, ordered them to return to search for the bodies of those who were in the battle and threw water at one of the most respectful and oldest northern elders. Namjoon says that the man snarled and advanced on Jimin, but the thief faced him with an open chest and snarled back in imperious saying;

"Lower your voice to me, you stinky fatty. I am Jeon Jimin and I demand respect, my husband would tear your throat out if he knew you were raising your voice to me and I will do my best to never come to a meeting like that again advice. Move your asses, or I will end you all."

Jimin was cruel when he wanted to and apparently no tears flowed from that handsome, marble-cold face. A polished porcelain that no one could see a glimpse of suffering apart from Seokjin and Hoseok, and even they didn't know enough because Jimin took a shower the time they found him on the balcony and went back to being the same imperious Jimin ever.

Jeongguk's brothers were kicked out of the leadership as fast as worms in the flesh, Jimin took the testament papers weeks after his confinement at home and ordered them to pass everything about the pack leadership to him. The poor bastards even tried to say they would train him, but Jeon snarled, threatening to pull them out of the Northern power line and sent them out of the main office like bats in amazement.

Jimin took the lead in the North and called Namjoon, Yoongi and several other warriors for frank conversation.

He took power and in iron fists determined new laws of defense and combat.

The genius of the female was considered a game of master, because the currencies were insured by new defensive tactics and the people were inspected for verification of spies. There have been some changes in the laws for females and also an improvement in domestic wages.

Jimin made changes that led to the departure of several advisers but did not regret it or at least did not seem to have regretted it.

Jeon was as shrewd as his husband was brave and they both knew how to lead a people, maybe Jeongguk was more merciful but Jimin had his good times there.

The village was still in mourning and the bodies that arrived after being rescued from the high seas were returned to their families and a funeral was given to those who were heroes of the North. Jimin personally went to each tribute and thanked the families for putting such a kind son or husband in the path of leadership.

There were occasions when Seokjin thought Jimin had no feelings, as he saw him at the wedding of a great female from the village and he seemed calm drinking his wine sitting at the rectangular table that represented the majority power of the North and beside his husband's chair that it was currently empty.

Jeon Jimin's cold gaze was as if he reflected that no one could overcome his bonds and that Jeongguk made a great decision by putting him in power. But in some moments… very rare and fast l, Seokjin realized that the cold look became opaque, sad and then destroyed looking at the ring that was still used on the ring finger of his left hand.

Perhaps.

The impenetrable thief was someone without feelings?

The use.

Did he know how to camouflage what he felt?

Jimin wasted on always using acidic words to answer questions that were full of curiosity about his condition and used the most beautiful clothes in his closet to overshadow the rumor that he was walking in black as a widower. He was still the one who determined who could approach or not, and he had not bowed his head just because his husband disappeared in the war.

"Why exactly did you call me at your residence, Seok? I'm not complaining about drinking tea on such a lovely afternoon." he smiled rogue after pricking. "But as you know, I am no longer a simple homeowner. I don't have as much time as you do." he sipped the tea after releasing his poison.

Jimin was a friend but he could also be someone's worst enemy and only by those words with a malicious content, Seokjin caught a glimpse of the bitter taste of being flogged by the feline's sharp tongue.

"I don't think you know, but I am a great industrial seamstress and currently I am going to bring a collection of very comfortable fur coats to the North." commented placing his own cup on the saucer. "I invite you to try some piece someday."

"Excuse me, I don't like secondhand things." Jimin smiled sweetly falsely harmonious.

Seokjin made sure not to jump on his neck; mischievous kitten.

"Well, I called you here to talk about life, you know, we've been away lately." flipped out to get rid of that tension in the air.

Jimin's gaze was like a sword ready to cut through any flaws in his enemies, and Seokjin was a little intimidated by the way he smiled small and sweet.

"Of course, you've been supporting your wonderful husband who's been enjoying a good life protecting helpless puppies and ladies in the countryside, and I took over from my male who sacrificed himself in a war." laughed softly. "We are very busy, of course." deposited the cup on the tray in the center of the room after leaving Seokjin momentarily speechless.

The cruelty in that sentence perplexed him.

"Do you need to use such harsh words to answer something like that? It's very rude of you, Jimin." his lips irritated.

Jeon crossed his beautiful legs adorned with black leather pants and dangled his foot in his shiny heels.

"Are you uncomfortable with my words? So why exactly did you want my presence for tea? You should have invited Hoseok, he is more pleasant. His husband is like yours…" he giggled hiding his lips. "A coward."

"Enough!" Seokjin stood up quickly and Jimin imitated him.

"The truth is painful, isn't it?" challenged with chin up.

Seokjin frowned.

"I'm your friend, do you remember? Hoseok is also, we are concerned about you together. Why the hell are you attacking us? Hoseok said you don't let him show up at your house anymore and hired a female to look after the babies while you work." the blonde sighed heavily. "Jimin, we are your friends and we want to help you."

"Help me?" Jeon's dry laugh flooded the room. "Help me how did your males help mine by going to war? Letting you throw yourself into the sea? Oh yes, I love help… however, I do." he waved his hand in contempt.

"Namjoon and Yoongi did everything for him to let go of the idea of ​​sacrificing himself, Jimin." Seokjin took a step speaking in distress. "They tried to change his mind, they said they tried."

"Oh sure, I believe." laughed crossing his arms. "Just as I know that at the first opportunity they both left when he boarded the ship and did not even notify me of this madness." shakes his head negatively. "I'm sorry, darling. You all go to the deepest hell and I don't care a little." leaned over, pulling the two baskets in his hands. "I'm leaving, this conversation is making me nauseous." he threw his bangs back in a nod and turned his back.

Seokjin snorted following Jimin.

"Can you please listen to me? Jimin, stop being childish!"

"Oh, the mosquitoes are buzzing so much, right? You need to cleanse your house."

"Jimin, stop it."

"Excuse."  walked to the exit.

Seokjin stopped by clenching his hands in fists and letting go of everything he had kept.

"That's why Jeongguk left you, you know!?"

Jimin stops.

Jimin's face turned over his shoulder slowly and the white cat's eyes looked at Seokjin like a thousand poison needles.

"What did you say?" silky question like snake.

Seokjin for a moment took a step back, fearing his friend's anger as he feared an enemy. Jeon Jimin was not called "Panther's Poison" by the village, he was deadly with only his words and Seokjin was going to have to endure all their evil as soon as he took courage to say what was stuck.

"Jeongguk was devastated, Jimin… Everyone who knew him well was already aware that he was slowly dying." said sincere. "He was in a phase of deep sadness, and just crawled around him like a madman looking for happiness."

"What nonsense are you telling me?" the snigger laughed placing the baskets on the floor slowly and turning around. "Did you happen to drink liquor before the tea we had? I think you're a little crazy, Jin." he scoffed.

Kim clenches his hands in angry fists.

"Jeongguk loved you like crazy Jimin, everyone saw that, but you were blind." dumped.

"What, shut up... what the hell do you know about him?" Jimin took a step forward getting uncomfortable with the subject. "We had a good marriage, we were happy and you have nothing to put your ass in it."

"You treated him like trash!" Jin accused sternly. "You killed him!" tears came quickly in his eyes as he saw his friend retreat.

"Y-you... you…" Jimin couldn't believe what he heard.

"Jeongguk went to death because you kept telling him about needing freedom, just complaining about marriage and how unbearable he was... he did everything for you but still nothing was good, he was always drinking with Namjoon and tried his best not to disappoint you, but nothing was good." Seokjin nods negatively. "You are never satisfied... Are you?"

"And who the hell said that to you?" Jimin smiled full of bitterness. "My missing husband's spirit?"

"He wanted to disappear, Jimin… he confessed to me that he was premeditating the day that he would disappear and set you free… he wanted you to be free, he even told me weeks before the war happened." he revealed seeing Jeon backing away in fright. "He would go away and never come back."

"You... are lying." he whispered affectedly.

"It is not a lie, he always did everything for you and knows very well that any of your whims were attended to without delay." Seokjin accused, hurt too much. "Do you know how badly that man was hurt inside and you hurt him even more? Do you know how much he suffered in childhood?" smiled in tears of pain. "Of course you don't know, you are a fucking heir to the East who always had a golden spoon in his mouth and was treated with sponge cake!"

Jimin grunted forward.

"You don't know anything about me or Jeongguk!!"

"I know that Jeongguk grew up without the love of the family, like a bastard crawling hungry in a main house where he was treated like garbage by his father and his stepmother beat him every night. I know he was always the bastard, and his brothers were the dear ones." Seokjin evicted making Jimin freeze.

"W-what…?"

"Jeongguk was not the beloved son of the former leader, he was put in power to supply the need for a victim on the throne." Seokjin counted with bitterness. "His brothers were so precious to his stepmother that she preferred to play him in the leadership after the death of his father, and leave him to serve as food for the enemies."

"H-how…"

"HE HAS NEVER BEEN LOVED! HE JUST WANTED TO BE LOVED!" Seokjin burst into screams making Jimin's babies wake up and start crying but neither of the two adults seemed to be able to handle it. "HE FELL IN LOVE WITH A LIE THEY MADE OF YOU AND BLAMED HOMSELF FOR NOT SAYING THE TRUTH."

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!" Jimin burst into confused and groundless screams.

"SUNGWOO EXCHANGED LETTERS IN YOUR NAME WITH JEONGGUK AND MADE THINK YOU AND HIM WERE TOGETHER!"

Ah.

The truth.

There is a time in a life when all secrets are revealed and it is when someone who keeps the secret is no longer around to seal the deal. A moment when the game is placed on the table and all participants analyze which was the main move.

The moment when Jimin starts to have a resolution of what really happened in the past and why everything happened so fast in his life.

"W-what are you talking about? Letters? Sungwoo? What?" Jimin swallowed the excess of saliva feeling his heart racing with nervousness and Seokjin breathed hard on the other side looking at him angrily.

"Your innocent little brother was not as good as you might think and did something very bad, which Jeongguk only discovered when he had all your hatred thrown at him." Seokjin shakes hands and snorts. "Jeongguk was a fool for not telling you as soon as possible and he didn't want to make you fight with your family, so he kept quiet everything you had to dump him but go for me… he didn't force you into a wedding simply because he saw you once and went away thinking about you as he told me that day at your house. He didn't do anything on a whim. He had a reason!"

"Seokjin, what the hell are you saying?" Jimin felt the floor slowly open under his feet.

What did Sungwoo do?

"Your brother sent letters to Jeongguk impersonating you, he maybe wanted to know what it was like to date and realized that you caught Jeongguk's attention. I don't know what he was thinking." Jin messes up his bangs walking around side by side. "That rascal. He kept exchanging vows of love with Jeon and making him hope for you... he said he was in love with Jeongguk." revealed bitter.

Jimin tripped over his own feet and fell into a chair next to the entrance hall.

"Fell in love?"

"He said he wanted to get married and even arranged a meeting with Jeongguk next the river years ago, the letters Jeongguk received are all with me." Seokjin sighed heavily. "He did not show up at the meeting and later sent word that his father did not authorize dating without making the marriage official."

"Oh no… Sungwoo… did that?" Jimin felt something falling and it wasn't pressure from him.

Suddenly his memory was in search of memories of the past and slowly, he was remembering some scenes in which he was present but went unnoticed.

"Sungwoo is kind of weird, don't you think?"

"What do you mean, Channie? Hand me the brush to finish the job soon..."

"Seriously Minnie, he only lives writing letters in his room and running away from us. Does he have a secret admirer?"

"I have no idea, but maybe the leader of the North was enchanted by him."

Memories that Jimin naively passed through them;

"Jiminnie, can I use a little bit of his perfume?"

"Uh?! But you have several, Sunggie."

"Ah, I just wanted to splash a little bit on a letter. I like the smell it gets in correspondence, you know…"

"Ah! Okay."

"Thanks"

Memories that suddenly made perfect sense.

"Dad looks angry at Sungwoo."

"Why does that say Felix?"

"I don't know, I saw them arguing in the office and it looks like Sungwoo was crossing the border with a picnic basket and clothes in a suitcase."

"Do you think he would run away with someone?"

"I think so..."

Memories that left Jimin stunned.

"I wanted to be you, Minnie. Everyone likes your way…"

"Why are you so sad today, Sunggie? Come here! You are perfect the way you are. Don't want to be me. I'm boring."

"No, you are nice and attractive. I am embarrassed. Nobody likes me."

"Oh! Seems to be silly."

Sungwoo did something terrible and Jimin was floored when Seokjin stepped away for a moment and then came back with a box full of yellowed papers and deposited in his lap in anger.

"Okay, read everything and stop blaming everyone because this story tired me and I don't want to see anyone else destroyed. It all started and ended with his family, in no time Jungkook was to blame." Seokjin takes a deep breath. "Your brother was to blame."

"Enough!" Jimin stood up, clutching the box in his hands and banging face to face with Seokjin. "I decide who is guilty or not in this story, and at the moment you are the one who looks like the villain of it all." Jeon tapped Seokjin on the shoulder as he passed irritably towards the door and leaned over to pick up the baskets.

"How it is?! Did you hear what I said?" Seokjin ran after his friend, not believing what he was saying.

"I did and now I want to leave." Jeon swallowed the cry that threatened to come. "Open that damn door and let me go."

"Jimin…"

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR! I NEED TO GO AWAY!" shouted angrily. Hurt.

Seokjin promptly obeyed and received a tearful look from Jeon.

"I didn't want to say all that, but you needed to hear."

"Seokjin…" Jimin calls bitter. "I didn't kill Jungkook, I… didn't…"

"Have a nice day, Jimin." Kim closed the door.

And Jimin stared at the floor of that balcony feeling the snow falling on his shoulders as he took two steps.

Alone.

Alone with his babies and the truth.

"Read loud and clear." ordered cross-legged, sitting on the wine velvet armchair in his living room and wearing a sparkling moss green robe. His beautiful hair dyed an almost whitish silver, and the gold ring gleaming on his ring finger on his left hand, the one that was crossed in front of his chin next to his right hand with both elbows resting on the arms of the chair.

The twins slept upstairs and Hoseok watched the conversation next to an irritable Seokjin on the other side of the room.

Sungwoo trembling, standing in front of his brother, holds one of the several letters that made all the confusion set in the past.

It's winter.

Christmas.

It has been four months since Jimin has faced the gap of losing his husband and with iron fists continues to struggle against several deadlocks in his life. Little twins grow up quickly and being a Dad and Mama at the same time is hard work but possible.

Jimin faced an almost expulsion from the Northern leadership council and fiercely battled throwing all the damned off the board, leaving only Namjoon and Yoongi within the counseling leadership as well as redoing the Northern trust listing system.

Jeon Jimin has been accused of several barbarities; how to divert money from the needs of the North and set up a betrayal. There were even problems with Jungkook's will and they wanted to take over his cabin.

He fought. Bled. And stood up like a cat.

A cat leading an entire people.

"Jimin." Sungwoo swallowed hard, pleading. "What do you want more from me? I asked for forgiveness, I…"

"Read the letters, I want you to read each one for me." Jimin raises his chin proudly. "I want to hear your words using my name, come on... Say it!"

Maybe people think that Jimin is hard as a rock or without feelings enough not to have suffered what he currently suffers, but the truth is that all the betrayal he suffered for his brother took away from his life the purpose he felt to hate his husband and suddenly there was no point in anything I did.

He is lost.

Without ground.

No purpose.

Free. But lost, you know?

Knowing that Jeongguk was a victim of all his unfounded hatred all the time and the real cause of it all was his brother, somehow it left Jimin devastated and all his pride began to unravel like a wet sandbox.

He didn't know what that strange feeling was that clutched his chest and made him vomit for days before going to work in the village, but he was tired of hurting.

Tired of feeling this pain.

This pain called guilt.

"Dear Lord Jeon,

I have just realized that your visit was so quick to our lands in the East that I felt obliged to thank and invite you to always be close to our family. I admire the senior a lot and I saw at our dinner that he has an excellent kind aura.

Please,

Write to me when possible.

I wish we were friends.

I hope you are well.

Park Jimin."

"I wish we were friends." Jimin remembers the wedding night Jeongguk smiled and took his hand gently. "I really want."

"Dear Lord Jeon,

I was glad to know that you liked my previous letter, I loved that you are looking forward to returning to the East again.

I am sending a drawing I made of a hummingbird next to that letter.

I hope you enjoy.''

flashback on

"How the hell did you get that drawing?" screamed once when opening the closet and finding an old painting of his that he lost in his teens.

"I... I…" Jeongguk had stepped back in fear. "Sorry, I asked one of your brothers to bring me from their old home. I didn't know I would be mad."

"You are very nosy and weird." Jimin tore the drawing and threw it in the trash.

flashback off

"Lord Jeon,

I am very happy that you asked me to send more drawings, unfortunately I can no longer draw because my parents asked me to be more focused on my studies.

But do not worry; I will send you letters telling you about my day to day. Do you want to be like this?

Sorry to bother you.

If at any time it is uncomfortable let me know and I will stop writing.

I hope you're healthy.

Park Jimin."

Jimin listens to his brother narrating the letters one by one, undoing that nest of confusion and that cat bed that he himself wove out of envy and cowardice. Sungwoo had admitted that he did all that, as he had fallen in love with Jeongguk and wanted to be with Alpha, but realized that he had liked his brother.

"He seemed to want you and I got angry, I wanted to prove to myself and him that I could pretend to be you and in the end he would be in love with me and not with you. After all, I am sensitive and not at all cruel. I would make him happy." Sungwoo explained after being placed against the wall.

"Sungwoo, you messed with someone's feelings. Messed with my future."

"I just wanted to marry Jeongguk, Jimin. But you messed up."

Sungwoo's plan was basically to write letters in the name of Jimin and then make Jeongguk fall in love with him, agreeing after getting him to like him to meet and finally reveal the truth. He wanted to prove that he could make someone stay by his side without having to stutter or blush like a fool, as he just wanted to be loved.

But the price of that was high.

Ms. Park found out about the letters exchanged after picking up the box that Sungwoo kept under her own bed and also found out about the meeting; His parents thought it was Jimin, so they punished the youngest and took them to the North in those years ago.

Jeongguk was placed against the wall and Mr. Park made him confess that he was actually getting involved with his youngest puppy, causing Jeon to make the decision to shoulder his responsibilities and give a big dowry to the East in exchange for Jimin's hand.

"Daddy made him pay for my hand, Chanyeol's hand to other males everything to punish him for getting involved with you." Sungwoo explained shakily. "I didn't have the courage to tell them the truth, but Lord Jeon found out weeks after your wedding that they were my letters, because I wrote to him asking for forgiveness and telling the situation. I hoped he could kidnap and run away together… but he didn't do that." he cried when he told him.

Slowly, Jimin could understand why Jeon Jeongguk always seemed to try to exceed his expectations and try more and more to please him, he was afraid.

Afraid to say that truly.

He had made a mistake.

"Lord Jeon did not want to harm me, nor did he seem to want a divorce, he asked me to forget this matter because he would do his best to make you happy and he wanted me to be happy. He asked me for forgiveness for not responding to my feelings and forgave me for letters . I was a coward Jiminnie, I was a fool and I was afraid that you would find out one day… because I was just a passionate idiot that made you and Jeongguk go through bad times."

Jimin's memories flashed before him like in a movie and as Sungwoo read the letters in a voice choked by crying, he felt his own eyes burning to remember him.

The one who was as victim as him...

Jeongguk.

"Jeongguk, shower now!" screamed from the kitchen doing the dishes

"I'm not dirty." Panther grunted lying on the floor of the room, playing with a pillow.

"Bath!" Jimin ordered stern.

"Aish!" he got up grumbling and reluctantly obeying.

Jimin appeared watching his husband go up the stairs and smiled rogue:

"Good boy"

Jeon turned his face slightly snarling:

"Annoying" he showed his tongue.

Memories.

"I want to have five puppies, we already have two... why not do more?" Jeongguk joked, poking the big belly of his husband who was reading a book chewing on a cookie. They were in the room one night.

"I'm pregnant and you want more babies? Get real, get out there and let me." Jimin pushed him laughing.

"Think with me, it's an investment." Jeongguk laughs.

"Investment is my hand on your face, clown!" Jimin throws the book at the husband who fell on the floor laughing out loud.

Memories of something that was and cannot come back.

"I love you very, very much..." Jeon's nose rubbed against his slowly and then touched his foreheads intensely.

"Why are you saying these things?" Jimin blushed.

"I just... I felt like I should."

Jimin let a tear trickle down his face involuntarily and his eyes focused on the last letter that Sungwoo had just finished reading.

"I hope to see you. I… love you." the brother ended up swallowing and making Jimin gasp.

"You didn't write that. You don't…" Jimin gets up too shocked. "You said…"

"Sorry, sorry." Sungwoo dropped the letter and stepped back. "I didn't think straight at the time."

Sungwoo played with the future that Jimin could have had in the East, just as he played with Jeon Jeongguk's feelings without any penalty. He was selfish, low and immoral.

He still felt entitled to feel angry when his plans were unsuccessful and when Jeongguk, even though he married him, wanted nothing to do with him. Yeah, Jeongguk said with all the lyrics to Seokjin and they were passed on to Jimin in the middle of that conversation:

"Jimin may not be the one who sent me letters but he will be the one who will endeavor to make me happy until my last breath, I want him to be happy. I made a mistake and he won't pay me for that mistake. I love him"

"How can you say that to him on my behalf? How could you?!" Jimin grabbed Sungwoo's collar in anger and with tears shining in his eyes. "How dare you do that to him?"

"J-Jimin… This is in the past... I ... and Jeongguk already solved it and…"

"Not for me." he purses his lips in fury. "For me, this is not the past, it is the present."

"You wanted to be free and I know I was wrong to end your freedom but what difference does it make now?" Sungwoo frowned irritably.

"What are you asshole saying?" question Jeon between teeth.

Sungwoo snorted, turning his face in disgust.

"You are now free, because… Panther is dead and you are the boss of everything, isn't that what you always wanted?"

Jimin's eyes widen and his mouth opens in shock.

"I'm going to finish him off." Seokjin threatens to take a step by lifting the sleeves of his shirt but Hoseok holds him.

"No, this is between them." warned equally annoyed.

The two analyze the scene from afar but are ready to do whatever Jimin orders them to do. The rage they had for Jeon to be behaving like a real kid ended up passing as they saw how much Jimin was falling apart, even pretending not to… the bottles of drink thrown on the porch, and the empty cigarette packs in the trash cans made it clear that he needed help.

Even not admitting.

"You… have you always been low like that?" Jimin stepped back with a look covered in disappointment. "Was it always that cruel?"

"Cruel?" Sungwoo laughed, taking his brother's shaking hands from his collar. "Cruel was to see everything always be for the youngest favorite and nothing to come for me, cruel was to have the whole family around him and for me there were crumbs left… you don't know what a cruel thing is, if you knew you had told our parents that he was not going to get married and would do his best to put me in his place." he accused. "You always had everything, Jimin."

"What do you mean? I never wanted anything that was yours!" the little boy's teary eyes looked like two wet and wounded balls, Jimin was finally letting a portion of his feelings emerge. "I wanted you to marry Jeongguk, I tried to help you!"

"No! You didn't try, you got his attention for yourself!" Sungwoo pushes his brother's shoulders as he staggers backward static.

"You... are crazy…" whispers incredulously.

Sungwoo ruffles his own hair in dismay, irritated by the conversation and a little tired of holding up his good boy mask.

Fed up!

"You know what? I couldn't stand how full of perks you always were, while I was studying and you were the hardworking son of the family, you were a troublemaker who just wanted to know how to ride and fool around." accused resentful. "I tried to get the best grades, to make Dad and Mama proud of me. I learned to embroider, I learned to play the piano and be a great husband, but look." laughed, opening his arms. "I was not Park Jimin, the great son of a bitch!"

"You... sick…" Jimin snarled.

"You rode and everyone clapped. 'Ah! Jimin knows how to climb trees and makes a delicious blackberry pate. Let's erect a statue in his name' 'Oh, Jimin is full of himself and defends the females. He will definitely be a leader. Let's lick Jimin's fucking boots!'" Sungwoo grunted, advancing on his brother and smiling in tears with anger. "Everything was always about you for everyone, no matter how hard I tried or how I was the hardworking son of the family… In the end, it was about Jimin and his baby giggle that everyone talked about." he nudged his brother's chest hard. "It was about the fucking brave and courageous Park Jimin that our father was proud to talk about and about the beauty of Park Jimin that Mama always said she wanted to cultivate, while I was forgotten in that house!"

"You were the perfect son, Sungwoo!" Jimin grabs him by the shoulders in despair. "The whole family thought you were perfect and there was nothing about you that I had, my God!"

 "Of course not, I was always excluded and you don't fit that pattern." chuckled, releasing his brother's grip. "Do you like to appear Jimin, from the dinner at which Jungkook came to our house until the present day. You wanted to appear even at my wedding, when he appeared all on display pretending he was happy beside your Panther." he growled. "You always made me angry!"

"I thought we were brothers, I thought we had a connection. I believed you liked me as much as I liked you." Jimin bit his lip in disappointment. Waving negatively. "Every time you came to my house… you pretended very well."

 "Of course, because I wanted to see if you kept pretending to have the perfect life or only finally I could see you falling." the older man laughed wryly. "And you know what? I'm happy because for the first time I have something that you don't have... something that you thought you could take from me, but that I won with all this history, something that you can no longer have by being a motherfucker that deserves this pain and this loss, because you are cruel and very proud for my taste." Sungwoo took an evil smiling step. "Do you know what you don't have and I do, little brother?"

The room became a tense mood as Jimin stared at him without fear.

"What would it be, Sungwoo?" questioned between teeth.

The older brother smiled victoriously.

"A living husband."

"Scoundrel!" Jimin turned the slap loudly, painfully and fast on the face of the biggest without thinking twice.

Sungwoo's face was turned with the impact and a gasp from Jimin's friends appeared somewhere in the room, while Jimin snarled possessed as he saw his brother stagger and turn his gaze holding the stricken cheek.

"You hit me." murmured in disbelief.

Jeon took a step forward and grabbed him firmly by the hair on the back of the neck, causing Sungwoo to gasp.

"Do you know what our difference has been all these years, brother?" he looked at him steadily. "Mama beat me for all my rebelliousness and Dad exemplified me when I made mistakes, that's how I grew up while you were holed up in a room weaving evils without being punished. It is useless to say that you are the excluded son, you never wanted to be part of anything and you also never deserved the position you needed to play. I feel sorry for you." spat out the words in disgust. "Dad and Mama didn't educate you the right way but I know someone will educate you."

"Let me go!"

"Felix will know what you did." Jimin snarled pushing and making Sungwoo fall to the floor sobbing in awe. "Outside my house, you lying bastard!" he pointed to the exit. "My husband is not here, but I might as well kick your ass, get out of my house and my life, Sungwoo. Now!"

Jimin was shaking with anger but his eyes were filled with hurt and sadness, Sungwoo's words hurt much more than anything because he trusted his brother and thought he could count on him. Unfortunately, that is not what happened.

"F-Felix no... please…" Sungwoo crawls to get up, still shaking from the unexpected attack. "He ... he is... bad guy... you know... after the death of our parents, he became another man. He is... he is cruel." Sungwoo knelt down asking Jimin not to speak to their brother.

Felix ruled the East for a reason for all these years; he was much more insensitive than any of the Parks.

"He's not cruel, he's fair." Jimin looked at Sungwoo from above in seriousness. "He will know what you did and you can bet that it will not be glorious to have your husband alive... Our brother will know." threatened with conviction.

"Felix will skin me alive, don't do that!" Sungwoo grabbed the hem of his pants. "Don't say anything to him, brother. Please, you said we are brothers... please…"

Jimin smiled without humor.

"Real brothers do not covet the male of the next one, nor do they do bad things, and you did more than that." he kicked Sungwoo's hands and made him fall on the carpet with sobs. "Go with your husband alive and your perfect family away from me, I am tired of your mediocrity." he growled before turning away. "Out of here, Sungwoo."

When someone hurts us it seems that it is less painful when it is not part of our blood, because we have the idea that we should already be suspicious of someone who does not share a life with us and the pain of betrayal seems milder. However, when it comes from the people we trust the most and grow up around, it's like thorns in the flesh.

Jungsu, Sungwoo, Chanyeol and Felix have always been his pillar and after Mama and Dad are gone, Jimin thought that they would all continue to have their trust and be their pillars for long years.

But he found out in the worst way that he was betrayed right under his nose and by one of the people he trusted most.

Sungwoo was not his brother.

He was his enemy.

And as much as Jimin wanted to annihilate him, it is difficult to do that with a brother.

The door was closed and Jimin fell to his knees weeping copiously when he saw the letters lying on the carpet, pulling them against his chest and feeling that everything there was his fault.

He blamed him for being a brother bad enough to arouse anger in his own blood.

"Jimin!" Hoseok and Seokjin ran to nurture the child but were unable to embrace him.

"Jungkook. Forgive me. Forgive me Jungkook. Forgive me…" be bent over crying over the letters, and feeling immense pain deep in his heart.

Mourning was slow to arrive.

But it came at some point.

The horizon is beautiful that morning and the sun kisses the sea at the end line of the natural oasis, the tides beat against rocks and the short waves creep on the beach without ceasing. The cold water washes Jeon Jimin's bare feet, and makes him sigh heavily when he feels that soft touch that brings back painful memories.

It's been six months.

The twins complete a year of life and everyone is celebrating in the tent in the distance in the village, Hoseok is the most drooling uncle there is and Seokjin is a real pain in the ass screaming at everyone for the decoration.

Jimin was unable to stay long after the congratulations and left his puppies with the Min couple to go out and relax, going down the bank of the hillside and crossing until reaching the sea.

Get where you go in search of answers but that never comes.

They never arrive.

Jeongguk died.

It is what everyone says and what the whole people has already concluded, the bodies of the former feline soldiers were found and all were buried as they should have been. Probably the Panther Leader was eaten at sea by some fish or his body was buried in the sand or near the corals, he was not found but no one would resume the search after so long, no matter how much Jimin kicked.

They have been closed.

And Jeon Jimin is the leader of the North now.

Things got calmer after the intermittent mourning that Jimin went through in those months, it was moments of anguish and guilt but that he spent having Seokjin and Hoseok beside him. He cried, suffered, tried everything to appease his guilt.

He even went out on a boat on the high seas with his two brainless friends, but they were rescued by a Namjoon possessed by his imbalance. The twins needed Jimin and he couldn't die going to the sea in search of Jeongguk, even though it was sad and painful.

Jeongguk died.

And it was being difficult to accept that harsh reality.

After all, Jimin realized that he felt much more than anger and hatred for Panther.

He felt something called.

Love.

"I never liked the sea, I think it is useless to watch a current coming, and leave without being able to control it." the deep and deep voice terribly known caused a gasp and Jimin turned to look at the serious male beside him.

The leader of the East was standing watching the horizon beside him, wearing his usual black combat outfit and with his blond hair combed in a beautiful tuft. He had a calm look and a thick voice inherited from Dad, he was the only one in the Park family who had inherited all the characteristics of Lord Park.

Felix Park.

"Brother…" Jimin swallowed his saliva hard, not believing who he saw beside him, it had been many years since he saw Felix in person, and the last time the blonde didn't seem very receptive around him.

Younger Felix was shy and withdrawn, but Felix now is a fair, serious and few-word leader. Perhaps more actions than talking.

Sungwoo had received a worse punishment than any other, his marriage was broken when the truth came out and his husband did not want to face the fury of the East because of his frames. He was sent back to the white cat clan with his children, and was now being educated by the clan's healers on a mountain away from the village, under strict orders to learn about kindness, understanding and compassion. Felix received his letter months ago and did not respond with words but with actions.

He did what was right by what he believed, and Jimin knew that the matter should not be taken up again. Felix didn't seem to want to talk about Sungwoo after all.

"Chanyeol sent me two hundred letters to come to you and I really feel uncomfortable having pestered you so much." the blonde sighs heavily before turning to look at Jimin. "I was postponing my coming to the North as much as I could and it really pisses me off doing that now."

It is no surprise that Felix hates leaving the East and hates being around his brothers even more, he loves them but Jimin knows that the blonde is not much of a family. Unlike Chanyeol who appeared two months ago screaming and breaking into his house with several children around him and threatening that if Sungwoo was in there he would blow up the older one in the flip-flop.

Park Chanyeol traveled days and days until he arrived in the North to nurture a Jimin already cured of mourning and made a point of making chicken gizzard soup with the excuse that it cured any kind of broken heart pain.

Jimin almost went crazy with his brother's perilous children but was happy that he showed up after so long, Chanyeol was sincere and went on to say that he did not come before to offer his condolences because he hated the funeral atmosphere and was without money to travel.

When he left, Jimin missed him a lot and internally waited for his whole family to come visit him. Something that did not take long to happen, since Jungsu and his beaver husband were the next to appear days ago and made clear their delayed condolences for Jeongguk's disappearance and also their words of anger because of what Sungwoo did.

Jimin still had his other brothers and was grateful for that.

Only Felix was missing, and he did not expect the leader of the East to appear, at least not there.

"Sorry, Channie is pretty exaggerated." smiled without grace, scratching the back of his neck. "How are you doing, brother?" asked looking.

Felix reminded him a lot of Dad.

"A little busy, there is plenty of service on the other side of the mountains." commented placing a hand on Jimin's shoulder and squeezing lightly. "You have done a good job here, uh?"

Jimin's eyes widen in surprise.

"Oh! Do you... really think so?"

"I do, I have heard about your improvements in the village, and also about your leadership domain. Your defense tactics in the past few months have been extraordinary, and the way of expelling the elderly elders has been even better." he praised the smiling rogue. "It really is a Park."

"Thank you." Jimin blushed for the compliment and was so happy that he couldn't hide a smile.

Felix praising him meant a lot.

The blonde nodded away from the touch and stuck his hands in the pocket of his leather pants, turning to look at the sea and sighing heavily.

"Not that I don't like your presence and I'm really surprised by your visit, but... what reason did you come for, brother?" Jimin questions nervously, he is not used to the presence of the older brother and internally feared that he would go there to give him some scolding.

Felix laughed.

"I came to visit my nephews, can't I?" joked looking at him sideways.

"Ah, yeah.. well... of course you can but... Since when do you come to visit my puppies? You're the type to send gifts from afar and never show up for birthdays." Jimin raised a suspicious eyebrow. "No offense."

"It didn't offend." Felix chewed an invisible gum bitterly. "Just stuck a stake in my heart and twisted."

"Oh, dramatic." Jimin laughed hugging him aside and rubbing his head on his shoulder. "I missed you, ugly."

"Rumft." he blonde snorted before giving up and hugging him too. "You also need it, little cat."

Jimin smiled, closing his eyes.

It was good to be hugged by someone in his family who didn't want his harm.

"Freedom is a psychological invention, isn't it?" Felix mumbles after a moment.

Jimin squeezes his hands on his brother's chest, sighing.

"Yes, it does not exist. It is... unreal."

Now that he enjoyed freedom he knew that it was nothing more than nonsense, as it made no sense of freedom without being happy. It was just soap bubbles that blow with the wind.

"Yes, it is." Felix kissed his forehead. "Freedom only makes sense when you are stuck with what you don't love but when there is something worthwhile, then the chains are just a detail."

It made sense to Jimin now.

He had everything; power, independence, rights, a house, children to educate as he wanted and a more free life with no one to follow him.

However, it seemed empty after some time and now it is more unbearable than anything else.

It is being horrible to have freedom, she is not at all what Jimin thought she was.

They spent some time enjoying the comfort of those touches, until Jimin pulled away and smiled playfully.

"And then? Why exactly did you come here? I find it difficult that you came to see the children or me." winked naughty.

"Well, you know me well enough to know that I don't care about your children's birthday, nor do I have time to be moved by your sadness." Felix was direct and dry. "Sorry, Jimin… but I don't care."

"I know." Jeon laughed softly already knowing how was the older brother's mood, it didn't hurt but he was a little curious. "What's your business here?" he looked at him hopefully.

"I have a service proposal for you." Felix said quickly. "A friend of mine needs special help, and I didn't think of anyone but my stubborn little brother for that."

Jimin raised an eyebrow, not understanding what his brother was saying.

"I am the leader of the North now, I have a job." blinked confused.

"It is not because you lead a people that cannot do extra work, and I am convinced that this service can bring a lot of benefits to your people." Felix smiled kindly leaving Jimin a little embarrassed.

"What service are we talking about?" he prowled him.

Felix had strange ways of embedding his brothers in bloody adventures, as when he sent Chanyeol to a leech lake to fetch an unescorted gemstone and he was attacked by angry natives. Poor Channie.

"A service that requires caution, perseverance and a little charm." joked, smiling rogue.

"I still have no idea what you're saying." Jimin crossed his arms and sighed. "What is it really about?"

"I need you to bring a friend of mine back to what he used to be." Felix says a little seriously to follow. "He went through severe trauma on an expedition and ended up with sequelae in his brain, making him unable to distinguish anything around him and need someone to talk to and bring him back to what he was." informed directly.

Jimin blinked several times.

"Oh! Is he a traumatized species? Maybe... he got transformed and can't get back to human form?" question afraid.

These cases were the worst.

"Yes, exactly." Felix sighs. "He managed to return in a few moments, but the consequences of the accident were very bad and he does not feel so much pain when he is in his animal part, so I need a strong female to make him go back to what he was." determined.

"And why are you calling me for that?" Jimin swallowed slowly feeling cornered by his brother's gaze.

"Because you need to forget Jeongguk and move on, maybe a new male can make this work." Felix poured his sincerity on Jimin, who retreated affected. "This hybrid that needs help is also a Panther and I believe you can get along."

"Felix, no way! I won't." Jimin turned his back irritated by the proposal. His brother was saying blunders and he didn't like it.

"Jimin, you need to let go of the past!"

"Shut up!"

"Jimin!"

"No!"

Jimin was annoyed to leave his offspring with Seokjin and leave on the expedition to the East. He did not want to leave his leadership, and his people to Namjoon to take care of in those days, nor would he want to leave his home and his moments of melancholy thinking about his husband to help another species like him. However, Chanyeol sent him a desperate letter saying that Felix wanted to offer a thousand gold coins to his husband, and the bear would surely send his husband to that unfair mission, something that Jimin was not happy with with his miserly brother-in-law.

Chanyeol was delicate and already had babies, he couldn't just leave his seven puppies and go and try to risk his life with a Panther out of his mind, so Jimin didn't have much of a choice.

He was stronger, psychologically knew how to tame a Panther and had the way to put the animal to sleep with his accurate blows that Jeongguk taught him as self-defense. The bastard would stay with him, and Jimin would come home quickly as soon as he made him regain some of his rationality.

He had to shove some changes of clothes into a backpack, grab some food and wear comfortable travel clothes. He left his children in the hands of his trusted friends, and his leadership with Namjoon, promising to return soon.

The letter he sent to Felix stating that he had agreed to the mission was answered for the first time and in a quick opportunity.

His brother would be waiting for him personally in the East as soon as he arrived and would take him to where he would do the job.

Fast and practical.

As a reward Felix would donate several gifts to the North but he did not say which ones, however Jimin knew of his brother's generosity for other services he had already rendered to him. Felix would not let him down, and his entire mission would be done with some of his guards around the forest to ensure that anything could scream and be saved.

Everything was guaranteed.

Jimin arrived in East Port and was welcomed by his two older brothers, Jungsu lacked dancing around him with so much happiness and a strange anxiety clapping his hands and smiling with all his teeth at Felix, the blonde only received him with a simple hug and a "welcome back".

The East has always been a pleasant place, but over the years many things have changed there. The leader of the North sighed looking around the vast village as he followed his brothers and involuntarily missed living there.

However, his heart squeezed and the North roared in his heart as a reminder that his home was no longer with white cats but with wild cats.

Jimin received food and a landing that humid morning, was very well accommodated in an inn close to the forest where he was going to work and had Jungsu's company to talk to in the hours that followed. He would leave the inn at seven o'clock at night, and embark with Felix on horses to the other side of the mountain, the wild containment area awaited them and it was there the home of those who lost their minds and needed special assistance.

The hours passed quickly and Jimin as soon as he changed his clothes to something more consistent with his journey; putting on a tight leather jumpsuit with pockets on his thighs and firm walking boots, he tucked the reliquary with the photo of his babies under the jumpsuit around his neck and adjusted the ring on his left ring finger so it wouldn't slip.

Half an hour later he was already with his backpack on his back and riding a horse next to Felix on the way to the hillside, receiving Jungsu's dramatic farewell and listening to the soldiers' giggles around him by the scandal of older brother Park.

Jungsu waved a white handkerchief amid sniffles and wishes he would be careful, and Jimin smiled, waving back before turning and focusing his attention on the way.

They would ride for a while until they reached their destination.

The forest in the East was somewhat sinister at night, and Jimin heard the owls singing around as an intriguing warning that they were not alone, Felix warned them to beware of some small wild beasts that had recently escaped from bird cages. Containment across the mountain, and Jimin warned himself to be on the lookout for any noise or action.

Fortunately they had a peaceful ride and little Jimin had time to be afraid, as soon as the horses stopped on a hill and he spotted a little house in the distance in the middle of nowhere.

The chimney was smoking, indicating that someone was using it and he unwittingly raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

Animal-shaped Panthers wouldn't know how to cook, right?

"This is the place." Felix woke him from his thoughts. "There is firewood on the balcony and recently the hot water ducts have been adjusted, so you can have a guaranteed stay with hot water." removed a backpack from his back and threw it at Jeon. "It contains some canned food and cleaning products, I don't know how that guy is living there... but that's it.

"Does he use the kitchen? The chimney is giving off smoke." Jimin pulled the backpack tighter against his lap and pointed at the house.

"I have no idea." Felix shrugged nonchalantly. "He doesn't talk to me much, and I also don't have the patience to always check his steps... That's why I want you to heal him quickly." smiled small. "Can I count on you, little brother?" he looked at him intently.

Jimin flinched when the wind hit his hair and sighed, nodding, giving up.

"I'm here at the end of the day, I think I can handle it."

"Good." Felix nodded and squeezed the horse's reins. "Just one more thing."

"Say it." Jimin waited patiently.

Felix made the horse walk closer to Jimin's mare and rested his hand on the smaller ones in the saddle, he looked at him deeply and made his brother shiver with his intense shine.

"Are you absolutely sure you don't want to forget Jeongguk?" questioned leaving Jimin breathless for a moment.

"Felix, why is this subject now?"

"Just answer me." pursed his lips tightly. "Do you want your freedom or would you like to have Jeongguk back?"

Jimin's heart skipped a beat

"Jeongguk, my Panther... I want him, a thousand times him." responded quickly and affected.

"Okay, that's what I thought." Felix nodded before withdrawing his hand and smiling rogue. "We won't lose our hope, right? Maybe one day Jeongguk will come back to you."

Jimin smiled, touched.

"Yes, I believe that."

"Good boy." Felix laughed before saluting playfully and turning the horse to leave that hill. "Good luck, kitten."

"Thanks." Jimin waved seeing his brother and his guards riding away.

His mission would begin.

The cookbook was set up on the messy counter, and several bubbling and dirty pots were scattered on the stove full of crumbs and scraps of food. The sink was crammed with crockery and food packaging, as well as the floor covered in dust.

The table had bread thrown over papers, colored pencils, paints, some books and also newspapers. A pair of underwear was dried on a ceiling fan and a pair of pants was tossed over an old red sofa.

A yellowish T-shirt served as the entrance floor cloth, and a withered plant was trying to get up inside an old mayonnaise can.

Big feet stomped hard on the wooden floor and a soft humming from a deep voice echoed through the cabin.

"Neodo apeujanh-a 'cause you're mine." hummed stirring in the pan with bubbly tomato sauce. "I just wanna blow your mind." purred hopefully for a good taste, but when he tried a little bit of the sauce he then spat. "What a horrible thing." he took the pot and threw it in the sink impatiently. "It looks like an old boot. Oh no…" he snorted irritably.

Not that he had ever tried an old boot before, but he was pretty sure it would taste bad in tomato sauce. He was certainly not born to cook.

The burly male fell on the couch, dangling his long legs covered in tight jeans that left part of his hips in view, he was not wearing a shirt and his broad, scarred chest was seen exactly as well as the burn marks on his arm and shoulder that went up to half of the neck. The long hair that went up to half his waist was quite untidy, he sighed hungry enough to not feel like cooking after so many bad recipes.

He tried everything.

Rice with eggs.

Soup.

Toast.

Baked goods.

Even pasta.

However, his martyrdom as a chef would have to be overcome. He is a real denial in the pots.

"My kitten would make me a decent meal." he grunted lying on his side on the couch and shrinking like a giant ball of body and muscles. "He would feed me…" he almost cried closing his eyes and imagining his love.

His kitten.

His Jimin.

There were times like this when Jeongguk missed him a lot and it seemed better to sleep than to stay awake thinking about his angry kitten, because that way he would not transform into his animal form and destroy everything as he had done so many times in those months in confinement. He was quiet and slept slowly, but tears wet his face as he dreamed of Jimin.

He was so crazy about the female that he could feel all the feelings in his dreams and wake up maddened by homesickness.

Jeongguk already needed to be sedated by Felix's team in order to stay healthy and he was always taking a pill a day with tea to calm his nerves, Jimin's longing was sometimes so much that he got hurt.

He scratches himself and snarls, breaking windows and doors, causing a real waste of material for his impatient brother-in-law.

"Why the hell don't you go back to the North and stop beating yourself up? It would be easier for all of us, it would save my money to buy so many hinges and glass... frankly!"

"Sorry Felix, I'll make it up to you. I swear."

"I hope so, I'm investing too much in this story"

Jeongguk is alive.

Not the way he would like to, but he's still alive. It is a complicated situation, but he managed to survive despite having suffered some consequences of his terrible attitude of sacrifice.

He had marks on his body and a part of his brain was affected by the accident, causing his rational side to be turned off for a few moments and his wild part to be in charge of his mind as an escape valve to reality.

Jeongguk would be dead if he had not turned off his rational side and unintentionally his lower beast had not jumped from the deck before the bomb was fired. However, even so he suffered severe burns on his left arm and on the side of his neck and chest, falling over the water and almost dying suffocated because he was feeling a lot of pain to swim.

Jeon did not know exactly what happened, but his brother-in-law's troops appeared in the midst of hours of agony and he was lifted from the sea by the rescue ropes of the boat from the East, falling on the deck beside Park Felix's boots and seeing the look concerned about his husband's brother for himself.

"You are safe, my dear... Don't worry... We will save your arm."

Jeongguk remembers passing out and after that nothing more.

He woke up two weeks after the accident with Felix telling him about the war won and that his arm was intact as much as he was afraid for Jeon, since the burns had been severe, but fortunately the fish skins in contact with the injured epidermis of Jeon, were decisive to heal the deepest and alleviate the pain from the outside.

Jeongguk woke up relieved to be alive, but somehow his heart skipped a beat when he heard Felix say that everyone in the North was eagerly searching for his body and asked if he would like to warn others about his condition.

Something that Jeongguk promptly denied.

"I... I would like to spend some time recovering to get back." he asked.

"Take your time, but at least let Jimin know about his condition, I'm sure he's worried."

"No he is not."

Jeongguk was fully convinced that Jimin would be fine without him and coming back looked a bit terrifying now that he was hurt, without guidance and ugly. Terribly ugly.

The burns left his arm and part of his neck in a strange deformed pink that made him decline in self-esteem even more than he already was.

Insecurity overwhelmed him, as did anger and fear.

Insecurity about his new appearance.

Anger at having lost his men in the fight and being the only one who survived. And afraid to face Jimin's judgmental gaze.

Jeongguk preferred to flee.

A week turned into two, three, a month, two months, three months and when he realized...

He had been there for so long, he didn't even know if people in the North believed in his return.

Should think that he really died.

He followed the news vaguely and the little he read about the North only made his heart fill with pride that Jimin was a good leader, Jeon didn't look downcast or sad at all, something that made Jeongguk cry affected by not even applying any emotion. For his husband but luckily he was fine.

It was better this way.

Jimin didn't deserve to suffer.

Jeongguk was fine, he could survive in that hit in the middle of nowhere and every now and then he helped Felix by capturing stubborn beasts that ran from his cells around the forest, that made him useful and earn a lot of food from his brother-in-law.

There was no lack of reasons for Felix to want to tell the truth about his life, but Jeongguk pleaded with him not to say it, asked a lot for it to remain a secret and used the excuse of not wanting to disturb Jimin in his freedom.

Jeongguk really did not want to interfere with anything else of the beloved.

He wanted Jimin free and happy.

Even if it meant being away from him and his puppies.

Missing his husband became a torture routine for him, he missed everything about Jimin and thinking about his children and him unprotected in the North, it was like driving a stake through his heart.

Jeongguk missed the smile, the smell, the touches, the body, the kiss.

Everything.

He missed it so much that his body was insatiable and as now he tended to play tricks imagining the smell of his husband nearby.

"Oh! Shit." Jeongguk whimpers, opening his eyes and sniffing again that false aroma that his mind preached to him. Irritated, unbuttoning his pants as he turned on his back and pushed him up to his knees, revealing his big, stout member without underwear, hitting his muscular belly. "Damn dick... Can't you really be quiet?" Snorted feeling that good feeling in the pit of his stomach.

He really wanted Jimin.

His large, round-headed member throbbed and Jeongguk snarled, softly leaning against the coffee table and capturing in his hands an intimate garment that made Felix send one of his men to capture on the trip north to the old hut he shared with Jimin.

A thin white underwear that his husband wore and left in the bathroom, something that was brought to Jeongguk in a sachet and with the disgusted look of Felix.

"You are ridiculous."

"Thank you, really, thank you very much."

"Crazy..."

Jeongguk took the piece to his nose and whimpered while vacuuming and not feeling as strong as the scent of his female before, Jimin was so tasty and fragrant. He drove the male crazy.

"Oh… yeah…" Jeongguk took his free hand to his penis and moved it slowly up and back, fucking his fingers.

He felt his entire body tingle with pleasure as he inhaled the scent of the underwear and smelled more of Jimin's scent for himself, he was curious how close and strong he was but he smiled biting his lips and closing his eyes to increase the pleasure.

His hand moved faster and he had to spit between his fingers to bring more wetness to his shaft and feel easier to touch.

Jeongguk groaned when he smelled the nearest and sweetest scent.

"J-Jimin…" called in a whimper.

The door handle is slowly threaded.

Jeongguk gradually accelerates his movements, moaning painfully, eagerly.

The underwear is thrown away by an already impatient Jeongguk and it falls on the doorstep, right at the entrance.

The Panther snarls, feeling its lower belly tug and a good feeling coming from the very bottom of its core.

He wants to come… to come hard.

The door clicks.

Jeongguk stops his movements feeling an involuntary threat and follows his pants quickly, slides down the sofa until he reaches the floor slowly and growls softly listening to footsteps on the balcony.

Someone is entering the cabin cautiously, and Jeon is not at all friendly with that.

The scent of his imagination is still perpetual around him and he has a hard time distinguishing the scent that comes from the intruder. His penis throbs inside his jeans, but he can't take any chances with his guard down again.

He crawls slowly on the ground and waits to attack when the invader is present. He hears the door creak and then a fearful step in the wood, followed by another.

The enemy must not weigh more than 59kg, perhaps it is small due to the delicacy of the steps and appears to be very light. Jeongguk frowned, recognizing the type of steps he hears, but not knowing exactly where he recognizes.

The door closes with another click and the sound of a bag being placed on a chair is heard.

Jeongguk gets ready behind the couch to pounce.

One step.

Two steps.

He feels his fangs throbbing in his gums and then sliding through his mouth.

Three steps.

Four steps.

Jimin steps carefully looking around that dirty and poorly maintained house, he took a long time to enter trying to tie his mare to a tree that was not so far from the hut, and then tried to bring with him his backpack and the bag of groceries given by Felix. His mind played tricks on him and he heard his name being called in Jeongguk's voice, something that made him go back on the balcony and look around.

Foolish Heart!

Why the hell do you do that?

Jimin sighed and went back into the hut after hearing a probable groan, was the animal sick? Injured?

Jeon pushed the door that took a while to open because it was a little stuck but he was relieved to be open and to open quickly afterwards. Stepping cautiously, he deposited his backpack on a free chair and looked around feeling somewhat irritated by the mess and dirt.

How could anyone live in this?

A faint salty scent made him wince in confusion, and he blinked when he saw a can of sardines on the floor in the corner of the door. That was probably where the characteristic smell came from.

Jimin steps again walking deeper into the hut and passing the room slowly, noticing a red sofa leaning there and turning his steps towards it. Something tells him that he must go there and involuntarily feels that he is not alone

He takes a step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Until he hears an animalistic growl, he only has time to step back before he sees a huge man throwing himself at him and causing them both to fall to the wooden floor.

Jimin groaned in pain feeling a gradual weight on him, and heard another growl.

The Panther caught him.

"K-kitten?" a surprised and characteristic voice called.

And Jeon Jimin gasped, opening his eyes slowly, and catching a glimpse of the face he waited months to see again.

"M-my... Panther?"

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